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mochiwrites · 3 months

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couldn’t help writing a lil thing from @plumadot’s arts (linked here and here!)🥺👉👈 third life scarian possessed me so hard I broke out of my burn out for this reblogs would be really cool and awesome okaythankyou

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“And how are preparations for Doom Day going, my good sir?” Scar’s voice is a light sound behind him, tone cheerful and inquisitive all at once.

Grian turns around from where he’s knee deep in sand, a small hole dug out in front of him. Scar comes to stand beside him, red eyes staring down at him. His gaze is soft, far too soft for a man who’s meant to be anything but.

With a soft noise, Grian pushes himself up to stand while dusting off his hands. He leaves his shovel in the ground by the hole. His wings flutter.

He hums, surveying the area. He gazes at the holes of sand, where the tnt will be set down, at the place where a bunker will be built. “Not bad, I’d say. I think this place’ll be ready by tomorrow or some time ‘round then.”

Scar whistles, moving to casually wrap an arm around the green life’s shoulders. “Amayzin’!” His lips lift in a smile. “Man, those Dogwarts guys won’t know what hit ‘em!”

“That’s if this trap even works, Scar,” Grian mutters, unable to hold back the bitterness in his voice. His traps have hardly worked all game, and he’d be lying if he said he isn’t worried about this one failing too. “It has to,” he says, brows knitting together, “there’s too much riding on this one.”

His eyes trail over to Scar, who doesn’t seem to share his worries.

“Aw, c’mon G,” Scar starts as he pulls the other toward him. He tugs so that Grian’s facing him, their faces a few inches apart. Grian can feel how warm Scar is this close, can see the way his chest rises and falls. “I have total trust in you and your trapping skills. So relax a little, yeah?”

Grian frowns at him in turn. Speculation and trust aren’t good enough when up against his fail rate. He needs one hundred percent certainty. But he can’t just test this one. It’s a one time pull. “Scar—”

Careful fingers grab his chin, rough and calloused from the harsh conditions of the desert but still far too careful. Red names aren’t supposed to be careful or gentle, and yet here Scar is.

“I trust you,” Scar says again, and Grian doesn’t think this is how things are supposed to go. It’s not the first time he’s had this thought, and he’s sure it won’t be the last (provided they both survive this, that is). “You really do worry too much.”

“One of us has to while you’re off gallivanting around without a shirt on,” Grian grumbles while reaching for the edge of Scar’s cloak. He holds onto it, fingers digging into the fabric.

Scar lifts a playful brow at Grian’s comment, “Does that mean I look good while valligaggling?”

Grian snorts, the action laced with too much affection. “That’s not even a word, Scar,” he replies with a little laugh, one that makes Scar’s grin widen.

“It’s close enough,” the man hums in answer, their faces moving closer. His hand drops to Grian’s elbow, the other drawing him in closer by the waist. Red eyes flutter shut as his breath ghosts over Grian’s lips. “And it made you laugh.”

“Your priorities are seriously mixed up,” Grian’s voice is hardly above a whisper as watches as Scar draws in closer.

Their lips meet seconds later, chapped and warm. Grian stares at Scar’s face, the way the creases in his forehead smooth over and relax. He looks so content, a funny feeling to express when the powder keg is seconds from exploding.

It hardly takes any time at all for Scar to deepen the kiss, raising his hand from Grian’s elbow to hold the edge of his jaw. His thumb settles too close to Grian’s throat, yet not an ounce of fear runs through him. His eyes shut as he presses his lips back against Scar’s, a bit more pressure than the other applies. He catches Scar’s wrist in his hand, and his grip is a little tight at first (too tight for a green name). He has to remind himself to loosen his hand, but Scar never gives a reaction.

He simply angles Grian’s chin up slightly, hand shifting to cup his cheek. His fingers tangle in his hair, brushing against his ear.

It’s kind of a shame they’re blowing up the desert. He wouldn’t mind sharing more kisses with Scar out in the open chilly air like this.

Scar kisses him like he’s something fragile, something precious. He kisses him like he’s afraid of breaking him, and really it’s laughable how gentle he is with Grian. His eyes say he shouldn’t be.

(Ironic then, that Grian is wearing more red than him.)

It’s with a soft sigh that Scar pulls back, setting their foreheads against one another. So easily, so fluidly, he holds Grian’s face in both of his hands, one of his thumbs brushing along his cheek. There’s a fond smile on his face, and Grian feels a little dazed by the sight.

“Gri,” Scar says quietly, a moment shared for only the two of them, “I need you to know, I—”

Some kind of alarm rings in Grian’s head, and he knows he cannot let Scar finish that sentence. Panic runs down his spine like electricity, zapping him. He sets his hands on Scar’s front, gently pushing back as he turns his head away.

“H-Haha, we’ve wasted enough time, haven’t we?” he questions, some kind of desperate attempt to change the conversation. “We have a war to prepare for, remember?”

He doesn’t watch Scar’s face as he turns away, unable to face it. He turns his back to Scar, wings twitching behind him. Grian purposefully looks down at the sand before him, reminding himself of what he’s meant to be doing. “We, uh, have much to do still,” he says, trying to focus on anything but Scar. “I mean, unless you want me to lose my first life!”

Grian goes to say more, but two hands land on his shoulders, stopping him. He jumps just slightly, startled. Yet it doesn’t last long as he feels Scar’s warmth against his back. “…Scar,” he mumbles.

Arms wrap around him proper, holding him close. He feels Scar bury his face in his hair as the smell of lilacs and poppies flood his senses. “Just a little longer, okay?” the red name murmurs so softly.

Let me hold you for a little longer.

Stay with me for a little longer.

Pretend this’ll last for a little longer.

How selfish, Scar is. Grian looks down at the sand below, its mocking grains. He grabs hold of Scar, keeping him right where he is. “…I’m not going to die, Scar.”

“Promise me.” Scar’s arms tighten around him, giving away how much he needs Grian to stay alive. How much he treasures Grian, both his partnership and company.

Grian squeezes him. He supposes he’s a little selfish as well. “…I promise.”

Scar lets out a shaky breath, burying his face further into Grian’s hair.

They don’t move for a little while. A gentle red name and a green name clothed in far too much crimson. Together they stand, selfishly.

#mochi writes #scarian #trafficshipping #AAAAAAAA SORRY IF THIS IS ROUGH #I HAVENT WRITTEN ALL WEEK ;;;;;;#ALSO HI PLUME I HOPE THIS IS OKAY JDFHGJFHG #I couldn’t resist doing a little drabble on this #ueueueueue these boys can create So many feeling #and not talk about their own <3

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tteokdoroki · 1 year

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bakugou loves to rub the head of his dick on your clit and watch your legs shake and tears pool at your water line as you beg him to put it in🥺

૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, smut, overstimulation, humping, begging, edging sort of, pro hero!bakugou, fem!reader.

it’s not even that he does this to tease you — at least not intentionally. it’s just the way that you look underneath him, your lips all swollen and glossy from the exchange of messy kisses and crystal tears gathering in your eyes, you look like a fucking delight to katsuki when he’s ravaged you like this and it drives him insane.

“please katsuki, please just put it in. i can’t,” you’ll simper and hiccup in frustration and reach out for him and he just can’t help but hoist your legs up higher over his shoulders to spread you wider and get a better view of your pretty pussy creaming at your tight little hole around nothing. katsuki swears up and down that he’s not teasing you, just getting you wet, test his own restraint, he’ll use whatever excuse he can to see you look like this a little longer.

“mother…fucker, shit, baby…” he groans deep and loud, burning vermillion gaze honed in on the the way his flushed red tho brushed over your swelling clit to make your back arch off of his sheets. the way your shiny lips part in a delicate ‘o’ with a needy moan and your hands twitch up by your head has bakugou absolutely losing his shit — his resolve crumbling because he’s meant to be getting you nice and fucking wet before slipping is dick into you, not fighting back an orgasm from how cute you look.

you tremble at the sound of him, look up at him through your lashes with a pout that speaks volumes of yearning — your tongue going slack behind your lips as the blonde above you circles his hips and smears his precum along your puffy folds. it’s like you’re out to kill him, calling his name with big wet bambi eyes and rolls of your sinful hips upwards to try and coax him inside.

one of bakugou’s rough hands slip over to cover your own, squeezing it with a soft reassurance while his other hand guides his throbbing chick over the pearl between your folds — bakugou letting out a shaky moan at how sticky and slick you feel. “katsuki,” you warn him breathlessly and your thighs move up to hug his slender waist, pulling him down into you. “katsuki put it in, s’not fair anymore… ”

“i swear ‘m not…fuck,” his moan is low, tickling the shell of your ear just as the mushroomed tip of his cock nudges against your entrance, glazed in the viscous honey that drips from your centre. “s’not on purpose. feel so fucking good princess, i just…” he could cum like this. katsuki could die here, cock wet and heavy between your plush thighs and against your enticingly hot pussy, and he would be dying a happy man. “just don’t wanna cum too quick, wanna get’cha fuckin’ close for me.”

the only thing holding bakugou back is the promise of sliding his cock into the comfort of your selfishly snug walls and drilling the scent, the taste of you into his bed as you gush and squirm about the place. its the thought of creaming you, filling you with copious amounts of cum until your insides turn white, that stops him from cumming too early. he finds his lips on your neck, sucking his claim into the pocket of flesh between its base and your shoulder to distract himself from hitting his breaking point all too quick.

his whimpers grow in pitch, become higher and louder than your desperate ones as bakugou pins you to the bed with his weight and turns your legs to jelly. each calculated thrust of his shaft through your silken folds right up to your the painful ebb in your clit has ecstasy shooting through your veins and happy hormones smoothing over your brain — to the point where can’t even think straight and you’re reduced to nothing but small bleets or whines.

you make each other a mess, you ruin each other for everyone else. despite how you lie back and take what katsuki has to offer, you affect him more than the world will ever know. your bodies start to match up, moving in sync and you find his lips in the mess of it all with your tears streaming down your cheeks and over the seams of the blonde’s lips.

“katsuki,” you murmur for the millionth time, pushing his name into his mouth with eager licks of your tongue over his.

he pulls back, hands either side of your head so he can watch you pant and fall to pieces. “i gotcha, sweetness,” he coos, though his voice is a rasp. “you gonna cum this, gonna let me make you cum from my dick on your clit,” not letting up, bakugou’s hips buck forward again, bumping the pearl between the petals of your dripping cunt and your stomach flips with the loving way he looks down at you. so you nod. “fuck, that’s so hot. you’re so hot.”

bakugou’s mouth falls open in a silent moan, following you, maybe even mocking you only just as your high washes over you. it only takes a few more seconds out bumping and grinding, listening out for the salacious sound of your sexes rubbing up against one another. you squeal but your pretty eyes don’t dare to look away from his as you cum in waves, lubing up katsuki’s length with the physical remnants of your orgasm.

it’s only then that he finally pushes into your welcoming, hot walls — tip brushing up against your sensitive spots as he fills you up in one fail swoop. you’re still coming down, hiccuping and writhing from the sensitivity but katsuki doesn’t care. he soothes you with a lick from your shoulder over your salty tear stained cheeks and then right into your mouth, humming in content while he builds up the momentum of his thrusts.

“such a cry baby, c’mere sweetness, lemme give you what you want,” he purrs and your tears start again. “gonna make us cum.”

so maybe he was teasing. only just a little.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugo smut #bakugou thirst #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #bakugo thirst #bnha smut #bnha thirst #✧ ₊˚੭ — writing #tteokdoroki #✧ ₊˚✉️੭ — new notification #✧ ₊˚💬੭ — unknown messenger

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gothghostiie · 4 days

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fisting and object insertion with 141🥺

this turned out to be only fisting but let me know if u want another drabble with object insertion:3

cw: fisting, brief oral, stretching, gangbang, cumming on body, poly!141, gn!reader

poor little thing, didn't know what hit you when ghost told you he wanted to try fisting you in front of the others. you're blushing as if none of them saw you naked, mewling and sprawled out under each of them in the past few days.

Soap has a dirty grin on his face, teasing you immediately, despite how much he wants to see your hole stretched out. Price is surprised at the bold suggestion, a blush creeping over his face but God he's immediately intrigued. Gaz is straight up hard the second he thinks about your hole stretched out around his hand, hell anyone's hand for that matter. you look around the men, you'd be lying if you said you didn't play with with the thought before. so you agree, telling them you're down to try it. they're all over the moon, immediately doting and kissing all over you for being so brave, crowding the couch you were sitting on.

it doesn't take long for you to be stripped by the 4 pairs of hands groping you all over. they decide to let price do the honours, he's the calmest and has smaller hands than ghost - but of course none of them refuse the chance to push their fingers into you to stretch and prep you. you're a moaning, babbling mess within minutes, it's not often that all 4 of them are there, playing with you, so it turns you into putty in their hands without fail. they're all prodding at your hole, pushing fingers lubed up with spit into you, driving you over the edge at least once before price pushes the hands away from your slightly gaping hole.

he generously spreads lube on his fingers and your hole before inserting finger after finger, putting his hand in a cone shape to slowly push up into you. you squirm and whine loudly, gaz and soap holding your legs up while ghost rubs your torso soothingly. you cry out loudly when price's knuckles finally slip into you, the rest of his hand following easily. your eyes roll back, clenching around Price's wrist tightly as he wiggles his hand around inside you slightly. the boys are all praising you, groping you again as you look around, feeling slightly dizzy from yhe pleasure and the sheer fullness you're feeling.

slowly but surely he starts making a fist inside you, slowly moving it back and forth to get you used to the feeling before gently fucking you like that. all the guys are drooling at the sight of your hole being split open like that, price can barely hold back from speeding up. he'd spent ages like this if he could, but he knows the others want a turn fisting your pretty hole too, so he eventually pulls out with a heavy heart, kissing you deeply while he does. gaz takes his place, now soap and ghost holding up your legs. gaz lubes up too, pushing in a little faster, making your breath hitch. he's a bit more gentle than price in his movements, wanting to give you nothing but pleasure; he wants to feel you cum around his hand. he moves gently, trying to hit the good spots while giving your head, grinning stupidly when you cum with a loud mewl, arching your back and squirming. he's chuckling, peppering kisses all over your sex while he pulls out.

soap is next, he's arguably the most rough of them all, lacking the self control. he pushes his hand in, adding lube if necessary, but quickly moving his fist back n forth rapidly, knocking the air out of your lungs. you squirm and gasp for air, moaning as some tears prick at your eyes. soap grins, groping himself through his pants as he keeps fisting you roughly but mot quite painfully. he fully looses himself, basking in the sounds you make until ghost stops him, making him pull out. then it's simons turn, he has the biggest hands of them all. despite how stretched you already are he takes his time to work his knuckles past the resistance of your hole, making you cry softly with the burning stretch he's inflicting on you, until he finally slides in with a wet sound. ghosts eyes roll back slightly as he composites himself, your hot insides around him making him almost loose control for a second; before slowly starting to move.

he's fuckiny you open slowly, forcing your walls to adjust to his big fist while the others decide to start groping you again, your whole body having wave after wave of pleasure crashing over it, making you sob and moan alike. the boys are all jerking off at this point, praising and talking dirty to you. you're so overwhelmed when ghost hits the spots just right, making you come undone with a cry, a loud string of moans following as ghost keeps fist fuckling you all through your high, overstimulating poor little you while all the guys are fucking into their own fists, chasing their own highs desperately - it goes on for what feels like hours to you before the boys finally, one after one cum all over your sex, thighs and lower belly; only then ghost finally pulls out with a wet pop, leaving you gaping and breathing heavily.

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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I'm needy for Needy Bucky. 🥺

I am, too, nonnie! ❤️

Shatter

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky wants you to shatter so he can put you back together.

Word Count: Over 700

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected vaginal sex (wrap it before you tap it), edging, slight angst, safeword, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?).

A/N: For @the-slumberparty Warm-Up Drabble! I got the word "shatter". Also inspired by a discussion with @rookthorne (hehe 😇), more Addicted to Love Bucky. Hope you lovelies like it! ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Header by yours truly, banner by the wonderful @sgt-seabass, and divider by the lovely @rookthorne . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky understood all too well what it meant to be out of control. Like a puppet on a string, unwanted masters used his body for their own gain. He never gave them permission to do so. Never consented to the atrocities they forced him to commit. You allowed him to have control.

In return, he promised to put you back together every time he made you shatter to pieces.

"Take what you need, Bucky."

It had been a rough day, the voices in his head too loud. Working out didn't soothe him the way the comfort of your body did. The very sight of you enthralled him and set in motion the events of the evening. You, bound to the bed with the very tie you tried to convince him to wear for your upcoming date night, your legs shaking from being edged over and over and over.

Exposed to him and with the permission of your words, he almost wept as you allowed him to take control. He saw the cracks form in your watered eyes when he stopped you from falling over the precipice, the invisible pattern spreading down your cheeks to your neck. It continued with each breath until all he saw was a beautiful vision of you ready to break, waiting for him to press hard enough to shatter your very being.

Thank you for trusting me with the pieces of yourself.

"Still with me?" he asked as he stretched out on top of you, his lips and chin wet from being buried between your thighs.

As badly as he wanted to feel you come on his tongue, but he needed you to fall over the edge with him.

We can fall together. I'll hold you and won't let go.

Your bottom lip quivered as you nodded, whining as he lined up and pressed the head against your hole.

Bucky brushed away a tear from your hot cheek as he searched your eyes. He knew how to read you, could sense if it was too much. Hearing your voice would be extra assurance. "Need you to use your words, doll."

Check in with me. Tell me you're okay.

"G-Green, Bucky."

"Good girl," he whispered, gazing down at you with the slightest of smirks before he leaned down to brush his lips against yours. "My good girl."

Another tear fell as he finally began to push inside you. With the amount of stretching and teasing, your body hardly resisted stretching to make room for him. Your walls quivered as you took more of him in. He wanted to fuck himself into the deepest part of you and stay as long as you let him.

"So fucking lucky to have you. Do you have any idea?"

Do you know you saved me?

You whimpered, blinking the tears from your eyes as he caged you in with his arms and began to thrust.

"Just a little bit more and I'll let you come," he promised when you trembled beneath him. "You can do it."

"Bucky, wait," you begged, making him freeze immediately.

"Are you okay?" he asked, worried that he hurt you as he framed your face. He couldn't see anything wrong.

What did I do? I'll hate myself I hurt you.

"Just check in with me," you whispered, smiling softly even as he felt you try not to quiver around. "Please."

His eyes widened, unable to stop the lump from forming in his throat. Since you couldn't put your arms around him, he slipped his underneath you and held you close. You were meant to be in his care tonight, but you checked on him.

That was how much you loved him.

"Green," he whispered back, hiding his face in your neck with a shuddering breath. "So green, doll."

Because I have you.

"Then make me come for you, please."

Bucky groaned with delight, happy to do so. Losing himself in the haven of your body, he realized he could be both the puppet and the master. Give and take, push and pull, it was no wonder he was addicted. With the cracks in his mind, he was ready to shatter along with you.

You would put each other back together.

Love and thanks for reading! 💙

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

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actuallysaiyan · 7 months

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OMG CONGRATS ON 6K FOLLOWERS BACON 🥓💙. So for my first request I would like #14 (how much do you want to c*m?) with person A being let's see...Goku Black 😳please? and can it be Goku Black asking the reader that said question?🥺👉👈

event here.

warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, mentions of blowjobs, Stockholm syndrome, kidnap victim, victimhood, rough vaginal fingering, orgasm denial. word count: 0.9k pairings: Goku Black x Fem!Reader prompts: Person A: How much do you want to cum?

You never wanted to convince yourself that you were okay with this. You wanted to protest against it and make it known you’d be rescued. But the more the days would go by, the more you were coming to terms with the fact that nobody would hear your cries for help and that nobody would be coming to bust you out of this room. This is where you were going to stay here forever.

Goku Black had taken a liking to you the moment he laid eyes on you. He knew he’d never find another good plaything like you. While you believed yourself to be killed the second he grabbed you, he surprised you with lewd whispers and caresses to make your body shudder.

You were thrown into a room filled with a bed and a few things to keep you entertained. It became quickly known that you were Goku Black’s little plaything. He intended to keep you as a sexual partner, a hole to use. Nothing more, nothing less. The only issue with all of this is that you made it difficult for him to do more than to get you to give him a blowjob. You weren’t ready to give yourself up to such an evil person. Yet you were beginning to enjoy the so-called torture he was inflicting upon you. You were finding pleasure in the way he would groan and growl as you learned how to pleasure him with your mouth. It had been so scary the first time, but the more you did it, the more you found yourself wanting to make him cum so good.

Goku Black hadn’t intended on developing some feelings for you either. It surprised you that he actually seemed to care about your purity. You had told him the first night that you didn’t want to have sex, and he actually listened to you. Something about that pitiful pout made his heart wrench in guilt. He decided to wait it out, show you all kinds of different ways to pleasure him at first. If he got you comfortable with pleasuring him, maybe you’d come around wanting to have sex.

You thought about your strange relationship with this man as you soak in the tub. Strange as it may be, you find yourself wanting to make him happy. That’s why you’re soaking in this tub full of rosewater and the lovely scents of other flowers. You’re trying to make yourself desirable. It’s such an odd feeling for you, but you know that deep down you’ll never leave this place. So it’s only natural that you try to enjoy this.

He enters the room while you’re resting on your bed. You’re not wearing anything, which makes him smirk. He’s quick to grab you by the ankles, pulling you down to the edge of the bed. Your head whirls with emotions as he plants a searing kiss on your lips. Your tongue can barely keep up as he shoves his own into your mouth, rubbing against yours.

“Such a sweet little thing,” he says with a cackle. “You did all this for me, huh?” he asks about the sweet scent and the softness of your skin.

You swallow hard, “yes, my lord…”

He smirks at you again. He’s trained you so well. You’re becoming his little fucktoy, and it won’t be long before you’re just begging to have his cock deep inside you. For tonight, he was going to show you pleasure so that you may slowly become more comfortable with all this. Goku Black spreads your thighs, grunting at the sight of your little cunt.

“Mmmm…” he groans as he leans in to get a whiff of your scent.

Two of his fingers rub up and down your wet folds, making you jump up and yelp. Just the reaction you made makes his cock throb. Oh this is going to be so much fun for him. He knows he’ll render you into a whimpering and begging mess. He can’t wait to see your face all flush for him as he brings you to your peak.

Before you can even sink into this pleasure, he brings those fingers to your lips. Your eyes widen at the gesture.

“Suck!”

You don’t even hesitate, your lips part to suck on his long digits. You can taste yourself on them, making you part your legs a little more. You’re desperate for this attention and pleasure now, which makes Goku Black laugh at you. Then he shoves those two wet fingers deep inside your waiting cunt, thrusting them in and out at a brutal pace.

“I knew you’d become my little whore,” he grunts in your ear. You cry out as he bites down on your neck. Already your walls are clenching around his fingers, and you cant your hips forward for a little more pleasure.

Your head falls back as you fuck yourself on his fingers. Your breath comes out shallower as the pleasure builds more and more. It’s like someone has lit a fire in your tummy. Goku Black has you exactly where he wants you, and he’s about to pull out his best move. Just as your walls begin to clench around him signaling your orgasm, he violently pulls them out of you and leaves you panting.

“W-why’d you do that?!”

Goku Black laughs, “I wanna hear it…how much do you want to cum?”

#bacon.writes #goku black x reader #goku black x you #goku black smut #goku black x y/n #dragon ball super #dragon ball super x reader #dragon ball #dragon ball super smut #6k followers event

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 8 months

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"have you ever had something missing ? Like something just doesn't feel right inside you but you don't know what it is." For agni please? 🥺

I did not expect this to make me cry and yet here we are

IT’S ALL ABOUT THE YEARNING

You love getting to just live with AGNI.

You adore that your lives run side by side in perfect tandem, even if things don’t always line up exactly. There are rough edges sometimes, bumps in the road, alone time, but you don’t have completely separate lives.

The two of you live in harmony, alongside each other despite the fact that you may be doing different things. It feels like the universe meant for you to be together.

One of your favorite things is at the end of the day. That’s when you get to settle into bed, to nestle into Agni’s arms as if you were created to be there and he was created to hold you. It makes you feel secure, safe, loved, wanted, at peace.

His arms are your favorite place, to close your eyes and breathe in sync with him. It’s the single, solitary place in the whole world where you know that something has gone right.

Tonight, as you’re drifting off, as he strokes your hair and you rub his back, he speaks up in that soft, reverent tone. “Jaan. I want to say something… but I don’t want you to think it sounds… strange.”

“No, say it,” you murmur. “Who cares if it sounds strange? If it’s what you’re feeling and thinking, say it. I love hearing you talk to me.”

He’s quiet for a moment, like he’s considering whether or not he should go through with it. Finally, he lets out a gentle breath against your hair. “Have you ever had something missing? Like something just doesn’t feel right inside you, but you don’t know what it is.” His fingers sift through your hair, hesitantly, worried that what he’s said doesn’t make any sense.

You’re silent, but you reach to grasp his other hand. Hopefully that tells him you’re here, you aren’t judging anything he says, and that he can keep talking.

“I’ve felt like that for a long time.” His voice is barely a whisper when he says that; likely afraid that such a big confession will rattle the small world the two of you live inside of. “I felt like I was complete otherwise, and there was… one thing. One thing that just wasn’t there. That should be there. I didn’t know what it was or how I was supposed to fill the hole it left, because it didn’t leave, because it was never there.”

His hand squeezes yours. “… But it was you, jaan. As soon as I found you, as soon as I realized what we had… that hole didn’t exist inside me anymore.”

His next words are said in a thready tone, right against the skin of your neck as if he’s trying to engrave them on your very being. “You were my missing piece. Every day since I understood that, I have said to the gods, ‘Thank you for letting me find (Name).’ And I want you to know that I think about it a lot… that… I think, if we never met, something inside me would still not feel right. That I would always be searching for you.”

After a long moment, in which the rest of the world lowers to a dull vibration, you press yourself in against him. If there were any way to get closer, you would do it. You’re not sure if he knows just how deeply loved those words make you feel.

“I would have been searching for you, too, my love.” You let go of his hand simply so you can throw your arm around his waist to hold him tightly. “And I never would have stopped looking for you. But it’s a relief that I found you sooner rather than later. It means I get more time with you.”

He smiles against your skin and holds you just as tightly. “Now that we have each other, we always will. Through the rest of this life, and when we meet again in the next one, we’ll know it right away. Who do you think we’ll come back as?”

Sleep is trying to claim you, and you let out a barely-there laugh. “Didn’t you tell me once that… mh… if you kill an animal… you’ll come back as that animal…?” You allow your eyes to flutter closed. “We better not come back as rats or flies. I’d rather come back just the same way as this, but maybe reversed. Perhaps I’ll get to be the tall one next time.”

The last thing you hear before falling asleep is the sound of Agni’s laugh, and the last thing you feel is his hand stroking your hair.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Agni #reader insert #romantic #fluff #domestic #slice of life #HOW COULD YOU MAKE ME PUNCH MY OWN HEART LIKE THIS I-#one hell of a queue

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juliedrawz · 2 years

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Héctors Guitar study - part 2 💡

The Abalone shell on the body and the fretboard. The bridge, the patterns and other details.

Yes, yes! Nesto looking good here too 🤭 BUT, I also love this one because it shows the details so clearly!

So we have, most likely, white and gray mother of pearl on the sides and at the edge of the guitar body. It is a bit difficult to determine the exact shade of gray since the lighting is different on each we can find. But I found it most likely is a bluish/ silverish gray.

We also have, just like on the headstock, a golden lining. It is most likely made out of golden Abalone but it could also be gold foiling. And if Imelda was really going nuts for that gift, we could also assume she let the guitar maker build in real gold. That would make the guitar a hecking lot more expensive!

The soundhole has also a nice mixture of that gold, mother of pearl and blue green abalone. Also if you pay attention to how the fretboard ends, you'll notice that on most guitars the fretboard ends in a half circle. This one is cut straight and reveals the whole soundhole.

This could be just my inagination but, if you are really imaginative, you'll find that in a rough sense both halfs of that upper pattern make a heart shape too.

We also see the bridge. It's a rather classical one on which the strings are tied in the "spanish way". There is a gold covering over the part where the tiny holes for the strings are. I am not entirely sure what material it is but I guess it could be brass. Also, if you look very very closely, you can see that the bridge is slighlty beigy white and has some darker swirled stripes which would be typical for marble. Since marble is a stone however and too heavy for a bridge, I assume it is marble foiled or painted.

Also notice the strings if we are at it. We see the 3 bass strings E, A and D are silver and the three melodic strings g, h and e are clear. That is typical for a classic concert accoustic guitar. These are nylon strings, much softer and easier to play than steel strings that are on western guitars for example.

I am pointing the bridge out because it is done wrong on so many replicas! Especially the codorba one and those in the disneyparks. Shame, shame 😮‍💨

The patterns more closely

More hidden hearts! If you think about it, the noses of the skulls are upside down hearts! The pattern on top of the headstock looks like a key and a heart. (In my headcanon, it can only mean one thing) Héctor has the key to Imeldas heart! 🥺

The skull in the pattern on the front bottom of the guitar body not only has a heart on its forehead it has a vine thing going on below the chin! And who has a goatee on his chin? Héctor! The skull on the fretboard also has a heart! Furthermore, compare the patterns below the teeth on the headstock to Héctors!

The whole guitar in a way is a loveletter from Imelda to Héctor ... (I wanna cry) I mean part of the one true love is that unique soul connection but DANG that accuracy that Imelda chose a pattern for the guitar that ends up being on Héctors skull! 😭

Other than that,

It's white, it's shiny its wonderful! And I cannot wait to finish my very own replica!

If you are curious and want to follow my progress, you can check out my Instagram. I post my progress there and save it in a highlight. If the thing is all done, I will post the full step by step tutorial here! Yes, it will include all the measurements, tools and products used, prices and sources.

#coco 2017 #pixar coco #coco hector #héctor rivera #ernesto de la cruz #imelda rivera #coco imelda #coco guitar #héctor riveras guitar

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sequinsmile-x · 2 years

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Advance happy birthday to one of my favorite Hotchniss writers! I’d like to request for the following from list #2: “Our kids are gonna be *mwah*!” and “You’re breathtaking”. Thanks 🥰

Ahhh thanks anon 🥺, always blows me away when someone says I am one of their favourites ❤️

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Just some very pointless fluff for you all on this Friday evening

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Vulnerability

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Warning: High risk pregnancy

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

“Why do we have to move the TV?”

Aaron smiles as he turns to look at Jack, briefly turning from where he’d been unplugging the television, not missing the slight pout on his son’s face.

“Emily has to stay upstairs in bed remember, buddy?” He says, turning back to the task at hand, ensuring nothing was plugged into the television before he lifts it. “So we’re taking it upstairs so she doesn’t get bored.”

He knew it was like trying to put a bandaid on a bullet hole, his wife already anxious and on edge, the instruction of bed rest from her OBGYN already frustrating her. He was doing whatever he could to make her feel better, whilst also ensuring she stuck to medical advice for the remainder of her pregnancy. The last thing he wanted was for her to end up back in hospital again, the barely concealed fear on her face as multiple machines were attached to her belly when she was admitted the week before seared into his memory.

“Because the babies made her sick?” Jack asks, his eyebrows creasing together.

Aaron sighs, “She’s not sick buddy, but this will keep her and the babies safe, ok?” He explains as best as he can for his son, trying, not for the first time, to put everything the doctors had told them into a child-friendly format.

Her pregnancy had been rough from the start, her morning sickness hitting her almost the moment the test was positive. Before they’d started trying Emily’s doctor told her about the risks involved. Her age made things tricker, as did her injuries from Doyle, but they wanted to try. Both of them looking longingly at the spare room in their house right next to their bedroom. The real estate agent’s comments about it being a perfect nursery echoing around their heads. In the end, they’d fallen pregnant quicker than they’d anticipated, and despite the smell of Aaron’s cologne and coffee turning her stomach, everything seemed ok.

Then they found out Emily was pregnant with twins.

She’d required more monitoring from her doctors, frequent scans and visits, and was ultimately grounded to stay in Quantico just before she turned 6 months. She hadn’t even fought Aaron on that, the exhaustion of carrying two babies made her almost grateful that the decision was taken out of her hands. He felt better about it, anxiety he hadn’t been aware had been living in his chest easing as soon as she was no longer travelling with the team.

Then her blood pressure spiked suddenly, a very scary couple of hours that saw her admitted to hospital for a few days, released only that morning with instructions to remain on bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy.

“Let’s take this up to her, ok?” Aaron says, smiling reassuringly at his son who nods enthusiastically, running for the stairs to go up and see Emily, “be careful ok buddy?” He calls after him, sighing when he hears the door to his bedroom tear open.

It was going to be a long couple of months.

___

She shifts in bed next to him again, groaning as she tries to get comfortable, whining in frustration when she doesn’t succeed.

“Em-” He whispers, reaching out for her, not missing how she tenses, her reply cutting over him before he could go any further.

“I’m fine, Aaron,” she says, her voice tight, “sorry for moving so much, you can go back to sleep.”

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, sitting up to turn the lamp on his nightstand before placing his hand on her shoulder, “you have nothing to apologise for. Can I help?”

“No, it’s ok,” she says, shifting just enough to look at him, “I just can’t get comfortable,” she smiles weakly at him, “something to do with being 30 weeks pregnant with twins.”

He smiles at her, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Want me to go sleep in the spare room? The extra space might help.”

“No,” she replies quickly, reaching for his hand and linking her fingers with his, “I like having you here.”

“Ok, I’ll stay,” he assures her, squeezing her hand. She moves their linked hands and places them on her bump, pressing his hand into her belly, sharing a smile with him when he feels a kick against his palm. “That’s him, right?”

She nods, humming her agreement in her throat. “That’s baby boy,” she replies, moving his hand to the other side of her belly, a sharp jolt that he thinks must be an elbow pushing outwards, “and that’s baby girl,” she grimaces slightly, just like she had every time she referred to the babies since they found out what they were having, “Derek and Pen really have ruined that for me.”

He chuckles, laying down so he was facing her, his hand gently rubbing at her belly, skin she had told him felt like it was going to burst open.

“We could solve that if we came up with names for them.”

She grimaces, “It is so hard to come up with names when you’ve dealt with so many criminals,” she complains, her eyes meeting his, “everything reminds me of a case.”

“We’ll get there, love,” he says, smiling at her.

“Easy for the man who accidentally named his son after Jack the Ripper to say,” she quips, her eyebrow raised at him. He presses his fingers into her side slightly in retribution, not surprised to feel one of the babies respond with a movement of their own.

“What I’m saying is,” he continues as if she hadn’t spoken, “we might just have to see them before anything feels right.” He sees her smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes, and he wanted nothing more than for the next 7 weeks to fly by, her scheduled c-section circled on the calendar on their fridge. “Hey,” he says, hooking a finger under her chin to make her look at him, “Our kids are going to be-” he punctuates his sentence with a kissing sound, and she laughs at him, the sound making his heart soar.

“Did Pen teach you that?” She asks, an affectionate smile blooming on her face.

“Maybe.” he replies, cupping her cheek and kissing her, his lips soft against hers as he tries to push everything he felt into it. How much he loved her, how in awe of her he was. How he’d spend the rest of his life trying to pay her back for this, for what she was doing for their family. “Do you think you’ll be able to sleep if we get you comfortable?”

She shakes her head in response. “Not when they are this active.”

“Seven weeks to go,” he says reassuringly, his thumb delicate at her cheekbone.

“Yeah, seven weeks to go.”

He kisses her again before reaching for the remote for the television on his nightstand, switching it on as he talks to her.

“I think that Real Housewives show you’ve been watching is on at this time of night.”

She smiles up at him as she settles into his side, putting some of the extra weight she was carrying onto him.

“How do you know that?” She asks, her hand resting on his chest as she looks at the screen, the correct channel coming up just as the housewives appeared to be in the middle of an argument. He puts the subtitles on and turns the volume down a little, not wanting the sound to wake Jack up.

“You like it, so I wanted to make sure I knew when it was on.”

She places her hand on his cheek, making him look down at her as she kisses him. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he replies, leaning the side of his head against the top of her as she settles down against his side, “so what’s going on here? Every time I watch this with you they are always arguing.”

“Ok so,” she says, using the same serious voice she would use when delivering a profile, “Dorinda and LuAnn used to be friends.”

___

Aaron couldn’t stop looking at her.

Emily had always been beautiful to him, from the moment he first saw her he’d been enraptured, captivated in a way that had initially come out as hostility. Chastising himself for being so attracted to her when he was still married to someone else, when he was sure she was Strauss’s spy.

Now she was his wife, his partner in everything, and it sometimes still didn’t feel real. Like a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

“You’re staring,” she says, looking up at him, briefly tearing her eyes from the newborn babies in her arms, both asleep and settled against their mother. She was tired, but glowing. She smirks at him as he clears his throat, his cheeks flushing slightly.

He stands up from the seat next to her bed and gets his phone out of his pocket, switching on the camera to take a photo of Emily and the twins, Penelope already harassing him for updates.

“Aaron, no,” she complains, scrunching her nose up at him, “I look awful.”

Her hair was braided, strands escaping the hair style he had done for her whilst they waited for the surgeon to be ready, calming Emily’s nerves as her anxiety built. She was exhausted, the last night she’d slept well somewhere early on back in her second trimester, lines under her eyes that gave it away to anyone who looked.

But she was beautiful, and he wouldn’t have her believing anything else.

“You’re breathtaking.” He replies automatically, smiling at her when she rolls her eyes at him before looking back down at the twins.

“You have to say that, I’m your wife,” she smiles at their daughter before doing the same at their son, looking at them like she couldn’t quite believe they were real, “and I just had two of your kids.”

“It’s true,” he says, leaning down to stamp a kiss against her lips, smiling at the two sleeping newborns against her, “come on, Em. Garcia won’t give me a moments peace until I send a picture, and then we’ll never get round to naming them.”

She groans slightly, nodding before she kisses him.

“Fine,” she says, a smile on her face that lets him know she’s grateful, that this was a memory she’d eventually be glad they had pictures of. She smiles at him as he takes a few photos, both of them relieved when the sound from the camera doesn’t wake either of the twins. She encourages him to join her on the bed when he’s done, shifting over to give him room as he eases their daughter out of her arms. “Do you think they’ll always be this quiet?”

“Oh not at all,” he replies, kissing the side of her head as he looks down at his little girl, “we really should name them though.”

She groans and presses her forehead into his shoulder.

“Did you bring the list?”

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upagainstthesunset · 2 years

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I kept seeing character profiles listing Metron’s hair as black, and having a hard time imagining it. So I scrounged through some of the old comics and found this one where Lightray tells some children the story of how he got his solar powers. To my surprise, not only do we get to see Metron’s hair, but also his fashion sense! Plus young Lightray and Orion, who are absolutely adorable.

Images from DC Special Series #10 part 2 below the cut...

I’m sorry, but LOOK AT HIM. I have now finally seen our boy M’s hair with mine own two eyes! Here he is with a young Lightray, named Sollis at the time. Look at the HAIR. Look at the FASHION!

[Image: Comic panel featuring Metron in New Genesis garb instead of his usual costume, accompanied by Sollis, who is a child at the time. Sollis points and says, “To Apokolips with your studies, Metron*! I’m more interested in games, and this Orion looks like a real rough-and-tumble type! We’re going to have fun-- You wait and see!” The narration clarifies the asterisk in Metron’s dialog, “* True, Metron had adopted his costume by then, but didn’t wear it when relaxing. --E.N.B.” /End]

And here’s another outfit where he’s legit wearing THIGH HIGH BOOTS and sending kids down into a hole to go explore. Orion’s calling him on his bullshit.

[Image: Metron stands at the edge of a cliff, which young Orion and Sollis are repelling down using a rope. Metron wears a blue sleeveless outfit, gold arm bands and thigh high boots. Orion wears a long sleeve shirt and yellow briefs. Sollis wears a black tshirt and red shorts. Metron says, “Someone has to stay with the flier, and frankly, rope-climbing makes me ill.” Orion replies, “And why take a risk, Metron--”. /End]

Some rare displays of emotion (and guilt no less!) from Metron after he rescues the kids, but with Sollis falling into a dazed coma.

[Image: Orion grabs Metron’s shirt and threatens him, “I may be too young to do so now, but some day I’ll see you punished for this!” Metron in anguish replies, “No need, Orion. If Sollis dies, I’ll name my own punishment! The guilt... will be too great to bear!” /End]

Metron worked tirelessly to save Sollis. I’ve never seen him portrayed this way in any other story. THIS is how he is when he truly cares about something. 🥺

[Image: Metron works in a lab using heavy machinery. Sollis is laying suspended in a tank that he leans over. Sollis’ narration says, “The next weeks were nightmare, as I drifted in and out of consciousness, to find myself festooned with wires and sensors, floating in a tank of some oily liquid, bathed in countless rays... ...Each time I awoke, I saw Metron watching over me, his face showing tortured concerned...” /End]

And last, a brief glimpse of him wearing what looks to be no pants at all, just some little briefs. But hey at least Sollis is alive! M passes out right after this, and Sollis finds out he now has powers. What a day!

[Image: Orion supports Metron and helps him stand as they stand over Sollis’ bedside. Sollis is awake and holds a hand to his head. Metron says, “Thank the Source... he lives... he lives...” /End]

So anyway, yeah. Metron is a king of fashion, he cares about kids, and I’m gonna cry all of this is so endearing.

#metron #new gods #lightray #orion #katetakes #metron if i fits i sits #metronmeta

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i saw your requests are open 👉🏻👈🏻 can you pls write some thirsts about dom! heizou idk if you know but i really like himimimimhihmhimh 🫣

OH MY GOD YES!! i’ve been thinking bout writing thirsts about heizou for awhile so i thank you for this mwah <3 btw LOVE ur thirsts.. <3333

private interrogations

you indulged in with one of the detective’s kink, let’s just say thing just got abit heated in it

pairings : shikanoin heizou x gn! reader

warnings : roleplaying, desk sex, rough sex, spanking (mentioned only once or twice), slight degradation, hair pulling, light choking, praising, overstimulation

i REALLY didn’t expeted it to be this long but… yeah </3 i guess the thirst turned into a full on fic LOL i hope u enjoy it though! 🥺

heizou’s one of tenryou commision’s trusted detective. sure he is one but that doesn’t mean he didn’t have the mischevious streak going in him. and there you were, initiating in his “roleplaying” activities where he’s the detective and you, the criminal

trust me, he just.. enjoys seeing you restrained as he went on for a search for any kind of stuffs that you’re holding, the situation slowly getting you worked up

“let me go! i have nothing to give you.. please, i’ll do anything to get out of here..” your voice ringed his ears, the lust in his mind grew when he heard you begged for him. a low chuckle could be heard from him, slowly turning his head to meet with yours

“anything, you say?”

you gulped, knowing that you’re most definetly fucked up here. though, you had no other choice but to submit to him, nodding your head slowly in an attempt to soften his heart to not do anything “bad” to you

and that’s how you got yourself bent over his desk, handd still restrained to the back. you were now helpless, squirming under his grasp as he clicked his tongue, displeased by how much you’re moving. god, you can be a pain in the butt sometimes

his mind was filled with all the dirty thoughts he had in mind for you, leaning down next to your ear and whispered “if you don’t stop moving around, i’ll make it way more painful for you to handle” and with that, you stopped moving. how obedient, so good for him

he wasted no time undressing your bottom half. you were feeling self conscious about yourself, god now he knows that you’re literally getting turned on over this—

“well well well, look at this~ you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? filthy whore”

his voice wasn’t making it any better, you bit your lip when his fingers rubbed on the wet cloth, your mind slowly getting driven by the lust. he was enjoying this, laughing at how easy it was to turn you into a mess like this. his fingers left you, making you whine out loud from the loss

“and i thought you were fighting back just now.. this just shows how much of a slut you are darling” he scoffed, making you whine even more from how much his words affect your whole body. he took off your panties in one go, leaving your glistening hole visible to him

god, you just looked so good right now. his dick throbbed at the sight of you like this. he couldn’t take it anymore, he only has one thing left in his mind right now and it’s to fuck you. he quickly took off his pants along with his underwear, revealing a dangerously red hard-on with precum trickling down from the slit

his rubbed his cock in between your thighs, savoring how soft they were around him. you started squirming again, you just needed his cock real bad and he’s teasing you?? before you even get to be mad at him you yelped as a hard slap was given to your ass

“didn’t i told you not to move around? tsk tsk, can’t even obey to such a simple task” you sniffled, the pain still stinging you— though it sort of felt good aswell.. all your thoughts were gone again as his cock slid in you, eyes rolling to the back as he filled you up completely.

“h-heizou! so b-big ah!” his thrusts were fast and hard, easily sending you off the edge. fuck, you feel even amazing around his cock— no matter how many times you guys have done it he’s still amazed on how tight you are, you might just be the death of him seriously

heizou’s grip on your hips were tight, his fingernails digging into your skin leaving crescent marks. he looked down to where you both were connected, savoring the feel of your hole clenching on his cock as he drives in deeper, making sure to hit that sweet spot of yours

“fuck.. y-you’re a tight one aren’t you.. taking me in so well, so good of y-you..” he stuttered, low whimpers could be heard from him, hips moving even faster making you choke on your whines as you begged for him to slow down— though it does nothing for him. he can be the stubborn one sometimes

one of his hands left your hips to grasp onto your hair, pulling you up to meet up with his lust blown eyes. his stare onto you was hypnotizing, seemingly to make you even wetter than before. something about heizou just drives your insides warm— and you just can’t take your eyes off of him

his words were mean, yet he gives out small praises leaving you even more hot and bothered than before. all the words that left his mouth got your knees weak, his grip tightening on your thighs drawing out a loud and painful whine from you. heizou dipped in between your neck, leaving small bites all over it

“heizouu.. mm.. i-i’m gonna.. cu—uum~ pl-please..”

you couldn’t see his face, but you knew he was grinning. his pace got even faster than before, loud slaps and moans filling up the small room. heizou’s grip on your hips falter as he brought it up to your neck, gripping it softly earning a meek whine out of you

“gonna c-cum huh? go on, d-do it sweetheart— ffuck, you’re gonna drive me insane” and with one hard thrust, you came undone on him. you tightened up around him, groaning out loud from how good you’re clamping onto him yet his thrusts weren’t gonna end very soon.

you gripped onto the ropes that binded your hands together, tears flowing down your cheeks from the overwhelming sensation you’re getting, your whines turning into soft sobs “he-heizou no more, please c-can’t take it anymoore— ngah!~”

another orgasm was ripped out from you as his cock hits in you deep, groaning as he cums in you. heizou leaned down for a kiss, moaning into it. his grip falters, stroking down your tear stained cheeks as he brought you down onto the floor with him. you parted away from the kiss, staring down at heizou still panting from exhaustion

“sorry if i was too hard on you sweetheart, i promise you i’ll treat you to something good later but for now.. let’s just.. whew” he unties your hand, freeing you from the bind. you giggled, arms wrapping around his neck as you went down to leave kisses around his face tickling him a bit

“don’t worry heizou.. i enjoyed every single part of it. maybe we should do it more.. maybee” you teased. god, you just looked so sweet right now, heizou savored in the momentas he stiffled out a laugh, soft eyes looking up at you as his hands move to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear

“anything to please my dove..”

#shikanoin heizou x reader #heizou x reader #heizou smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x you #gn!reader #🍡 . ei chats!#🍬 . inbox

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eren's hands

a/n: bark bark woof

SFW

☛ his palms are bigger than the length of his fingers, perfect to hold your hand; sometimes when it’s time to pretend he’s “just a lil guy, just a lil birthday boy 🥺,” (with you only cuz he loves how you pamper him) he holds onto your pinky with his whole hand

☛ he has scars, used to be an anxious self-biter as a kid/teenager to cope with all that anger and energy until he found healthier copings

☛ sometimes insecure about his scars; tends to focus the attention on the wristbands or rings he’s wearing, definitely has some small tattoos on his fingers (initials of your name & E. M. A. for our golden trio)—but you still love them, and you show him whenever you kiss his scars, put his fingers to your lips

☛ has his fingers constantly busy, we all know he has a hard time sitting still, so when he can’t move his body, he’ll move his hands: swirls pens, drums rhythms on tables, tugs at his wristbands, braids your hair / loves to rake his fingers over your short hair / shaved head, pulls you in by the belt loops of your jeans when you’re in a conversation and he doesn’t want to disturb you but he also needs to pull you in his lap right now before jean or any other guy/girl chats you up

☛ has probably cut the tip of one finger off as a child when trying to help Carla cook

☛ has also probably stabbed himself with a knife trying to open some wrapped snack, thinking “shit, what if i stab myself with this knife right now,” and then karma kicked him immediately

☛ was so bored during a class he taught himself how to pick locks

☛ STILL USES FIDGET SPINNERS THERE I SAID IT

☛ watches in fascination as you paint his nails any color that suits his beautiful eyes (anime-green or manga-gray, pick your fighter)

☛ whenever he gets angry or in any confrontation, he curls and uncurls his hands into fists, and sometimes they’d just twitch, tensed, and the veins on his strong arms coil when he flexes his muscles

☛ always warm hands, yes yes we know

NSFW [‼️18 +, minors do NOT interact‼️]

☛ always kisses you with his hands on your body: either locked tenderly around your throat; or secured on your hip; or roaming your waist; or just groping your ass

☛ holds your hands when he fucks you, fingers intertwined when in missionary position or you riding him

☛ could spend a good hour just watching how he fucks your mouth with his finger

☛ deft, wicked fingers that don’t just work you open, they completely unweave you and leave you crying, overstimulated, balancing on the edge to complete madness (he loves to pull his fingers out split into a v just to see your cute hole try to close around them)

☛ DOES NOT TAKE OFF HIS RINGS WHEN HE FINGERS YOU, I REPEAT. FINGERS YOU STILL WEARING HIS RINGS. the rings and wristbands stay on during sex 😤

☛ rough pads of his fingers map out your whole body, especially all those sensitive parts: your neck, your waist, your thighs; he loves to dig his nails into your skin, and god, when they leave marks, he’s a goner

☛ knows how rough he can get when he squeezes your thighs, slaps your ass; whenever he’s done wrecking your body, he always runs his fingers along the bruised flesh tenderly, caressing the spot he’s held onto as if his life depended on it

☛ when lying on the bed and chilling, he has one hand down squeezing your ass or under your shirt holding onto your booba (“Let me help you hold them 🤲”)

#aot x reader #aot x you #aot x y/n #snk x reader #snk x you #snk x y/n #eren x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren headcanons #tw.smut #phill.smut #eren jaeger smut #eren smut

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dxvilmanlev · 2 years

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Hi hon how are you? Hope i'm not too late, if so pleasw ignore this 😔

Can i ask you a nsfw one (puppy play) with kid and zoro (poly)? If you are not comfortable please do kid only.

Thank you if you do 🥺

You spoil me with the Kidd and Zoro poly asks, also im sorry if this isn’t the greatest, i have been fighting my brain on this haha

Puppy play

Kidd x gn afab Reader x Zoro

N/SFW Minors DNI

Warnings: puppy play, uses the word whore & cunt, oral (reader giving),

Word Count: 859

“Look at you, such a pretty little puppy.” Zoro smirked, gripping your chin and looking down at you.

You were on your knees in front of Zoro and Kidd who were both naked, their cocks hard and leaking precum. They looked down at you admiring the puppy ears that were on your head, the butt plug tail inserted in your tight hole and the collar around your neck. The collar tag was made by Kidd and sported the word ‘whore’ on it.

“A slutty puppy is what they are. Just look at their dripping cunt.” Kidd added, attaching a chain leash to the collar.

Zoro chuckled, standing up right again and watching Kidd tug the leash for you to face him. You look up at him with big puppy-like eyes, anticipating his next move. Kidd pulled you closer using the leash, causing you to almost fall forward as you scooted closer, his cock inches away from your face.

“Be a good little puppy and pleasure me.” Kidd demanded, his natural glare staring you down.

Doing as you were told, you wrapped your small hand around his shaft, placing a kiss on the tip of his cock before taking him into your mouth. You bobbed your head, swirling your tongue around the head before taking him deeper, stroking the bit that you couldn’t fit.

“Fuck, that’s it. Just like that, such a good little slutty puppy.” Kidd groaned.

Zoro came up beside you, his cock now inches from your face as he stroked it lazily.

“Mind giving me some attention too?” He smirked.

You pulled off Kidd, continuing to stroke his cock as you took a hold of Zoro’s cock with your other hand, licking a long stride along the underside of it. Zoro gripped your hair, holding you still as he prodded his dick against your lips. You opened your mouth, allowing him to thrust inside your mouth as he began to fuck into your mouth.

“Fuck..” He groaned as your tongue swirled against a prominent vein.

You moaned around him, your hand gripping his thigh and digging your nails into his skin. He continued fucking into your mouth, hitting the back of you throat before pulling out, allowing you to breathe. As you were catching your breath, Kidd pulled you towards him, gripping your hair and sliding his cock between your lips. Kidd fucked you mouth, throwing his head back as you hummed around him.

“Keep doing that and I’ll cum, puppy.” He groaned.

Your tongue swirled around the head of his cock as you moaned, pushing Kidd to the edge as he came in your mouth. He pulled you off him, watching as you swallowed his cum. Zoro groaned when you moved on to suck his cock, bobbing your head as you sucked on the tip. He bucked his hips when your hand cupped his balls, massaging them lightly under your small hands. Grabbing the back of your head, he began fucking himself into your mouth again. He thrusted into your mouth a few more times, cumming inside your mouth. You swallowed his cum, opening it to show him.

“Such a good puppy.” Zoro smirked, brushing some hair out of your face.

“Come here.” Kidd said, patting his lap as he sat down at the desk chair.

You stood up, walking over to him and climbed onto his lap. Kidd lifted you, lining himself up with your entrance and sliding you down his cock. You moaned, burying your face in his neck as he guided your hips up and down. Zoro watched, smirking as he walked up behind you.

“Look at you, your cunt is dripping all over his cock.” He chuckled, playing with tail.

“Zoro..” You whined.

“Puppies don’t speak.” Kidd said, gripping your chin and clashing his lips with yours in a rough kiss.

Kidd stood up, walking you to the bed where he laid you down and began thrusting into you at a fast and rough pace. You cried out feeling his cock drag against your walls, his hand reaching between you to circle his thumb around your clit. Zoro came up to you, prodding his dick against your lips again. You mewled, opening your mouth and allowing him to slide his cock past your lips.

The rough pounding from Kidd and the thrusts of Zoro hitting the back of your throat had you mind fuzzy, and toes curling.

“So good, taking us both.” Kidd cooed, taking one of your nipples between his lips, sucking on the sensitive bud.

You moaned around Zoro’s cock, gripping Kidd’s biceps as they continued fucking into you. Your walls tightened around Kidd, signaling you were close.

“Cum for us baby.” Kidd groaned.

After a few more harsh thrusts from Kidd, you came around him. He continued thrusting a few more times before cumming inside you. Zoro followed shortly after as he came down your throat. They both pulled away, Zoro pulling you close as Kidd went to grab a towel, cleaning you up.

“You did so good, puppy. Get some rest, we aren’t quite done with you yet.” He smirked, kissing your temple as you closed your eyes.

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sugxrslushy · 2 years

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just saw your law post, im glad ur feeling better now 🥺 could I pls try my luck with the nsfw deck? dom zoro and sub f reader. gn afab is fine if that’s better for u. tysm ❤️

♢ a/n: thank you so much dear, although this is a bit late lol. my ability to write n/sfw has been very iffy lately so I hope I did good with this one! it originally started as a just afab reader but I kinda ended up making it fem, I hope you like it <3

♢ ten of diamonds - “you taste so good, so delicious”

♢ warnings: N/SFW MINORS DNI, fem!reader, oral (f!recieving), fingering, spit

You felt entirely too hot and the sun shining into the room from the windows of the crowsnest did nothing to help. But the pleasure Zoro was giving you only made it worse. With each jump of your hips, Zoro’s rough hands would grab your hips to pull you closer against his face. Your pleasure was building slowly as the swordsman leisurely ate you out.

His tongue laps up along your slit, drinking in the taste of your arousal leaking from you. Whether it was your own excitement or saliva from Zoro tasting you, you were unbelievably wet and horny for the man. Your hips pushed against his touch, especially as he dipped down to push his tongue into your hole begging to feel him.

Zoro could do this for hours. When he was already tired from his work out, nestling himself between your plush thighs and tasting your sweet pussy was all he wanted. “You taste so good, so delicious.” Zoro moans out, his voice throaty and rough. His tongue lolls out to swipe through your dripping folds. “And such a pretty pussy.”

He purses his lips and glob of spit falls from his lips onto your pussy. The rough pad of his thumb traces circles around your clit, using the spit to make his finger glide easily. Gathering up your slick on his fingers, then slide down to press into you. The feeling of his calloused fingers stroking against your insides pulls a loud moan from you.

“Atta girl, you can do it again baby. Moan for me.” His fingers rock in and out of you quickly, the lewd slick sounds coming from your dripping pussy are downright sinful. All his training has paid off with his ability to fuck you senseless with just his fingers. You writhe under his touch, your slick dripping down his arms as he presses his fingers deeper into your cunt.

The knot is your stomach is tight and with the way you’re clenching so tightly around his fingers, he knows you’re close too. You’re so close, your orgasm just out of reach and you’re desperately humping against his fingers for more. Zoro leans in, his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking, sending you right over the edge with a scream.

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#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece art #roronoa zoro #pirate hunter zoro #zoro x reader #zoro x you #zoro x y/n #spicy #wildcard event

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avillicit · 2 years

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idk I just think if I had a well-trained little brood slut like you, I would make sure to knock him up right. then I would wait until he was big enough to pop, so he couldn't reach himself, edge him for a few days until he was a shameful, begging puddle, then fuck him senseless until his water broke. *then* I'd clip his collar and leash on and waddle him out somewhere in public while he rubbed his laboring belly, trying so hard not to moan and let everyone out know what was happening. finally when he gave in and started pushing, I'd let anyone who wanted walk up and start pushing on his belly, helping it contract, or use his holes to help him stretch and distract him from the pain until he eventually birthed baby after baby into the sidewalk. but that's just me.

not to be a broken record but please please please please please 🥺🥺🥺

after being edged for a few days, i'd be SUCH a drippy, whiny mess, begging you to use me every time you so much as patted my belly. you’d deny me every time, of course, and the whimpering noises i’d make would be so cute and pathetic. i’d be so needy, you might even walk in on me trying in vain to reach my boypussy a few times...

when you finally pulled me into bed, i'd be so desperate and grateful, it wouldn’t even occur to me that it’s two days past my due date--or that sex is known to trigger labor. i’d just lie on my side--my favorite position, now that my belly is so swollen and full--and moan in relief as you slid your cock into my aching boycunt. you’d fuck me rough, the way a slut like me needs, and my stomach would jiggle with each thrust. it wouldn’t take long for me to get close, begging to be allowed to cum.

but then, right as i was on the brink, i’d feel a splash of fluid between my legs, soaking the sheets beneath us as you broke my water. “fuck, i’m so close, sir...” i’d groan, even as i felt a contraction mounting. “please--nggh--please don’t stop...” but you’d have other plans. you’d pull out and rub my belly as i groaned through the contraction, my tdick twitching with need, before attaching a leash to my collar and commanding me to get up. i’d comply, confused and horny and in pain, as you led me out the door.

i’d waddle down the street behind you, clutching my stomach and trying not to moan as my body was wracked by a seemingly-endless flood of contractions. the first of your babies would descend lower and lower with every step, and before long, i’d feel their head pressing against my cervix. you’d be keeping a close eye on me, obviously, taking eager note of how fast my labor progressed.

you’d stop us somewhere busy--a park, maybe, or the sidewalk outside a bar. no matter how hard i was trying to hide it, it’d be obvious to everyone around that i’m about to give birth--i’d suppress my moans, but my belly would be visibly contracting, and i’d be squirming and panting so much, there’s no chance the people watching me wouldn’t know what was happening.

you’d tell me to squat, and the change in position would trigger an urgent need to push. i might try to resist at first, but you’d command me not to hold back, to go ahead and give birth, right here in front of all these people. even if i wanted to, i couldn’t disobey you. heads would turn as i bore down, howling.

with your permission, some of the men watching would start to grope me. they’d stroke my belly and my tdick, grinning as i whined under their touch, and you’d whisper in my ear that i could cum as much as i wanted to. it wouldn’t take much to push me over the edge at that point. i’d feel the baby descending further down my birth canal as i pushed and came with a loud cry, my entire body shaking.

maybe after that little display, a few of the men would bend me over and shove their cocks into my laboring boypussy to “help stretch me out.” my constant need for sex would win over my birthing instincts, and i’d groan happily as these random men rutted into me, preventing me from pushing and making me cum over and over. if i’m lucky, maybe some of them would decide to use my mouth, too. the sound of me moaning around a stranger’s cock as my body desperately tried to birth your babies would keep everyone hard, ensuring there was no shortage of men waiting to use me.

eventually, though, you’d tell them to stop for and let me push. i’d be near tears from overstimulation, and i wouldn’t know whether to thank you or beg them to keep going. but you’d order me to push as another contraction took hold, and i’d obey. the feeling of the baby dragging its way down my birth canal, stretching me from the inside, would wring a loud cry out of me, and a few of the men would chuckle. you’d praise me, tell me what a good broodwhore i was as i pushed. my hole would start to bulge outwards, and when the baby’s head became visible, you’d reward me with a finger teasing my clit, and i’d flinch and whine. groaning obscenely, i’d keep pushing, slowly bringing the head to a full crown as everyone watched.

“it’s so big,” i’d moan. “feels so good...”

you’d pat my belly proudly and tell me i'm doing so good, you’re so proud of me, i’m such a good little birthing slut. i’d bear down again, encouraged by your praise, and as the head popped out, i’d whimper with the force of another orgasm. you’d catch the baby as it slid out of me with a gush of fluid.

after that, we’d settle into a rhythm--between fuckings, i’d be allowed a break to push another baby out. i’d be nearly delirious from the sheer overstimulation, begging the men to stop so i could give birth, then begging for their cocks in my pussy as soon as they pulled out. liquid would pool beneath me on the ground, a mix of cum and birthing fluids. some of the men would be recording me or taking pictures--no doubt to jerk off to later. maybe you’d pull your phone out too, make a video to show me once i’m back in my right mind. or maybe you’d just watch with a smug smile as i came your babies out, one after another.

by the time it was over, i’d be too tired to even stand. you’d pat my sagging, deflated belly proudly, grinning as you told me how many i’d just birthed. i’d smile weakly as you promised to fill me up again right away. in fact... since i’ve clearly enjoyed having all these strange men use me, maybe you’d suggest that they should get a chance to knock me up. i’d simply nod, too exhausted to speak, and spread my legs for one of the strangers to fuck my ruined hole again.

#avi.txt #asks #my writing

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nsfwjjk · 3 years

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softcore, jjk

you want to push him so that he fucked you rough until you squirted

⇥ pairing : idol!jungkook x headstaff!reader

⇥ genre : smut, fluff (a bit)

⇥ words : 8.5k

⇥ reference : jungkook

⇥ warnings : dom!jungkook, bigcock!jungkook, bratty!reader, rough-sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, spank, edging, overstimulation, oral (both), fingering, penetrate, kinky, punishment, thigh riding, breath play, biting, hair pulling, hickeys, nipple play, doggy style, public sex

⇥ side note : hey hi, happy holidays! i received so much love on my other smut, you guys seemed to love when the sex gets a little bit too rough and hardcore so i made this one since my mind got flooded with a lot of ideas and i will be posting a lot more smut in future pls make sure to leave a lot of love on this and reblog so that i know you guys enjoyed this as much i wrote and btw i included nsfw vid from twitter just so you can visualize it more precise hahaha enjoy

⇥ wish : can u pls reblog and gave ur thought 🥺 also, follow me for more 😆 btw guys i’m so overwhelmed with endless support you guys gave me and i thought if i reached 1k likes on this fic... i will do a series of jungkook smut fic😏

It was insane yet intrigued Jungkook, even after countless times he had fucked you up till this time you were still able to stir up something beneath him. He doubted himself endured through time, only because both of you in public- or else he might pushed you against the desk and plunged his hars cock inside your pretty hole. There were always something about you made his heart and his cock acted like a horny teenage boys who craved for pleasure. Well, he was but it was more than pleased when it came to you, a feeling which he used to claim not able to feel but now he felt it with you. Love.

Jungkook never believed when they said sex hundreds of times much better when you did it with your lover. He always pictured sex purely just for giving sexual enjoyment, satisfaction. However when he met you everything had changed, Jungkook was not the old Jungkook, his life now completed when you were with him.

Both of them constantly aroused whenever his eyes landed on you, you were like a flame lit up his candle.

Jungkook perused at your curvy figure, your white silk blouse clad perfectly at the right angles, he didn't like the way the few buttons on your blouse left opened. Your juicy and round ass fitted tightly wrapped against your black pencil skirt, Jungkook bit his lower lips as he ran his fingers against his lips. Jungkook noticed how the other man inside the same room had been watching you all along you made entries inside the lounge room.

Despite the fact, he stared at you all along right after he noticed you, looked ethereal as ever. He still didn't fail to heed the lustful glances from all the males on you and he hated how clueless you can be sometimes for incapable to see their glances were more than a friendly glance. You didn't even notice when all their eyes landed none other than your perky boobs and that juicy ass that he claimed as him but still available for all the man to see it.

Jungkook knew it sound selfish but sometimes he wished you had no obligation to your work, he wanted to lock you inside his luxurious penthouse with the intention that none other than his eyes could see and enjoy you whilst you just waited for him back home from the work. You knew he was sitting a goldmine, he further than capable of giving you everything from head to toe, to please you inside out but your rejection of him spoiled you, exaggerated him.

He knew you loved your work as being the head manager of staff at the big hit but he couldn't help to be jealous and possessive when you wore such a tight attire, which made him imagined sinful things he wished to do on you.

Undeniably, he felt lucky and proud to have you as his girlfriend by his side but somehow he couldn't consider himself blessed when another man oggled your massive boobs and round ass. Well, consider themselves lucky to not have him punched their face to the death just by looking at you but he will not do so after you had warned the last time he got into trouble and hit a man who shamelessly looked at your ass.

Jungkook disliked made you angered with him, it didn't suit you, you suited better with a bright smile and cheeky grin of yours. Nevertheless, he knew you didn't want him to create any problem since he was an idol and he had to take care of his image and the company's image. Regardless, Jungkook couldn't restrain himself from worked up and enraged when the male stared at you, right in front of him just like right then but he tried his hardest to hold back his feelings and acted as if everything was alright.

Jungkook's eyes traveled every inch of your body, from head to toe, he can smell you even you were so far from him. That sweet scent of yours- even your pussy smelled intoxicated. Your scent made him sleepy yet his massive thing under his black leather pants awoke by how delicious you smelled.

You pushed off your hair from your shoulder, slightly scratched your collarbone and fucked it turned him on, even more, when he caught a glimpse of your fresh cleavage peeked from your blouse. His eyes landed on your shapely figure as you swing your right legs on your left legs, Jungkook wanted to glide his hands on your soft skin, needed to mark your smooth skin with his hickey, and spanked your butt hard until they red.

You were tempted him to take you there and fucked you senselessly in public, something about you aroused him, you didn't need to be naked in order to elicited him, you didn't need to seduce him to incited him yet just by seeing you smiled can make him very horny.

Eagerness built up within his veins, the urge to pull you inside his embrace and kiss you passionately remain as a fantasy. He can't do that in public. You hated PDA in front of other people and always remain so professional. Little did they knew, you were his pretty slut on his bed. Jungkook wondered if you ever thought of him while in the facade of your professionalism, he wondered if you had ever imagined and noticed his bulge over his pants.

Jungkook stared you straight in the eye but you pretend didn't see him at first until another staff whispered something probably about him and you turned to look at Jungkook before you glared at him, your cheeks flushed before you flashed a sweet grin at him and your fingers pointed at the camera.

Jungkook smiled back when you mouthed focus at him. How can he focused now when your lips looked so luscious just now, so pink, it looked so perfect on your stunning face.

Now he wanted your lips to wrapped around his cock-

"Isn't it right jungkook shi?"

Oh shit, Jungkook thought. He raked his veiny fingers against his long dark hair as he shook his head, damn he busted. All he ever thought about was you. He had a one-tracked mind and was too engrossed with staring at you until he forgot he were in the middle of doing Vlive to thank the army for the daesang they received with other members.

Luck for him when Jimin saved his ass as he patted Jungkook's thighs before laughing it off and told the army they were about to off and ended Vlive after they said their goodbyes and set off waved towards the camera.

You smiled as you stared at Jungkook, he looked so delighted with his members. Your eyes trailed down from his chiseled features down to his buff torso, he wore a black jacket paired up with tight leather pants. You sucked in a deep breath when your eyes noticed his prominent bulge aligned against his crotch. His cock was so big, thick, long, and just perfect to able rode your orgasm.

You nipped your lower lips as your eyes remember the last night you spent together with him, it had been one week since the last time he touched you. You were surprised by how you became addicted to sex and Jungkook. Ever since the day you met him your life change thirty-six degree, he was the first man and you wished was last who can make you begged on your knees just to had him fucked you.

Your eyes scanned his muscular and tough figure, you observed his muscles rippled beneath his tight leather pants as you gazed on his good looking face down to his slender and veiny hands, that long fingers roused you. Jungkook always had his way under your skin and knew exactly how to please you. The ways his fingers alone can make you cum and find your g-spot in a short period thrilled you. It was amazing how he had you twisted around his finger and how he managed to make you in the mood every time he wanted to fuck you.

The way he fucked you rough, senseless when he mad made your thighs clenched together. You could feel the fluids inside you streamed down, after one weeks days without him touched you and masturbated you wanted him to fuck you rough, hard, and raw. You felt craved and addicted to sex whenever it comes with him, your boyfriend. Jeon Jungkook. You never thought you will become one after you met him. You enjoyed sex as much as he did, you somehow wished he will ruin you.

You flinched when someone placed a hand on your shoulder, you turned and relief it was Taehyung. You disliked it when someone touched you but it was exceptional if they were bangtan or your boyfriend and your female friends. "Oh, I'm sorry for startling you," Taehyung bowed slightly as you shook your head.

You laughed off as you placed your palms on his chest, "No worries, Tae. Why? Do you need anything?” Taehyung nodded at your question and he looked down on his jacket, "It just I don't think I can fit the old measurement for tailored made clothes, it's too tight for me now," Taehyung scratched his nape, you eyes caught his shirt button almost flew opened.

Immediately, your fingers reached his shirt as you fix the button, the clothes cost a load of money. It will be such a waste if it tore up. You noticed the way Taehyung’s body and posture had enhanced a lot from slim to buff and sturdy. You heard about the nowadays had spent his times often at the gym, you used to know Jungkook was the only gym geek in bangtan. No doubt, Jungkook’s physique well built, muscular and fit.

He endless surprised you with his enormous stamina when he fucked you, he could able and ready for a fourth-round while you almost passed out. But, not lie you liked it.

"Okay, Tae. I can see that, I will talk to the stylish that arranged the clothes and asked her to measure your once body again. Don't worry,"

"Thank you, y/n. I need to go now since I could feel myself burning with a jealousy stare from your boyfriend," Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows and you knew what he talked about, indeed you can feel it too, Jungkook had his intense gaze on you, his veins fumed, his eyes never left your figure.

"You're welcome-"

"What did you guys talking about?"

Your conversation with Taehyung ended when Jungkook all of a sudden butt in and stood tall between you and Taehyung. His face written everything, he was jealous. You loved it when Jungkook tried to conceal his anger and jealousy in front of other people, you were the only one who knew how possessive and needy he became over you. Honestly, you didn't mind, that attitude of him assured you he loved you by his action instead of the word I love you he said to you every day.

Jungkook was contented when all the works had finished and he finally had time to spend with you but when he turned his face at where you sat, his expression turned unhappy when he saw you were talking to Taehyung, instead of approaching him your boyfriend and it annoyed him the hell out of him.

Jungkook poked his tongue against his inner cheeks as he stared closely at both of you. He didn't know what was so funny that you laughed like a high school girl to Taehyung and Jungkook infuriated, even more, when you placed your palms flat on Taehyung's chest. He needed to stop whatever you and him talked about.

Taehyung was about to answer Jungkook's question but interrupted by you, "It is nothing, don’t worry."

And in the exact moment, you had chosen death. Honestly, you wanted to push Jungkook slightly to see if he will punish you. Taehyung's eyes wide opened when you answered your boyfriend like that, Taehyung knew how Jungkook was, he can't tolerance disobedient and bratty attitude when it involved to you. Yet you here provoked him.

You were anxious, nervous, and uneasy by how Jungkook didn't bat his eyelash but remain cool and stared at you. You wanted him to be angry with you. Your eyes twitched when Jungkook's fingers reached a string of your hair and pushed it behind your ears, "Are you sure I should not worry, baby?" You gulped saliva when Jungkook whispered near your ears and licked your earlobe as his massive palms gripped your ass.

"Urm- I think I should go-" Taehyung trailed off as his eyes wandered everywhere to not look at both of you.

"Yeah, you should. I need to talk with y/n."

Jungkook cut off Taehyung's words before his arms circled your waist and pulled you by force against his chest. You heated up when your massive boobs met his hard chest and the fact that every staff watched both of your didn't help to calm down your embarrassment. Before you can even be processed, Jungkook had you wrapped under his control and made you followed him like a little puppy out from the lounge room.

“I’m fed up with your bratty attitude princess," Jungkook‘s voice was rough with barely suppressed fury, your stomach tinged with butterflies when he said that and gripped your side booty firmly.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Jungkook.”

A knot of muscles at the side of Jungkook’s jaw pulsed before he pushed you against the wall and trapped you between his huge arms. His big brown eyes were dull and inexpressive, you gasped when he all of sudden placed his knee into the center of your crotch. Slowly rubbed his knee on your private part, you tried to close your legs but restrained with his other knee.

“You did it purposely aren’t you? Babygirl? Are you that thirsty for my cock plunged inside you, huh?”

His restrained, gentlemanly voice made your inside were in fluttered. His every word seemed to be calm and controlled, your heart thumped with fright, until you could hear the sound of your heartbeat pulsating. "It's driving me up the wall trying to hold myself from giving you the punishment yet you still begged for it." Jungkook continued, you let out a soft moan when his soft lips kissed the side of your face while his knee still rubbed your pussy.

Jungkook chuckled before his eyes turned on erotic, craved for you. You almost gave up on the floor but Jungkook reached you instantly before picking you up bridal style with no effort at all, your heart was palpitating and your palms sweated as you clenched his black jacket with your small palms.

Jungkook put you on the ground after he brought you in front of his studio, there was no one at the secluded area since the access of it only bangtan and several producers to work on with their album and songs. “Come.”

His low voice scared you yet excited you, wondered what he wanted to do with you. You never received your punishment outside from Jungkook’s penthouse. You averted your eyes when he turned to you, you had to keep calm at all costs.

A tingle of anticipation emerged inside your body, how would he punish you, will it be harder than before?

His massive dark-themed studio immersed sexual tension between both of you when Jungkook walked inside didn't bother to open the light and left his red led light open and the soft glow from the dim lamp kept his studio lit. You observed his studio, there was a huge and modern setup of recording, a piano, guitars, and a huge screen hanged on the wall. At the right, there was a red wine chaise longue and there was Jungkook had sat comfortably on them while staring at you.

“Do I need to repeat?” Jungkook low, hoarse voice sent gave you goosebumps. You shook your head as you stepped inside his studio, the slow thud from his door made you flinched. "Strip." He ordered.

You got cold feet by how Jungkook’s demure eyes stared at you like prey as you walked closer towards him left adequate distance between both of you. Your heart was in your mouth. You stunned by his sudden command, Jungkook propelled his hands into his leather pants pocket.

He crossed his right legs on his left. Jungkook tilted his head slightly, peered at you still stood tall in front of him. You waited in tense silence before you questioned him back, "W-What?" It was impossible to hide the slight quaver in your voice.

"You heard me princess,"

A thrill of excitement ran through you, your heart raced abrupt. You trembled with enthusiasm under Jungkook's dark gaze, stayed sat on the chaise longue and waited for you to strip.

In your agitation, you were unable to utter anything and fiddled your fingers in jitteriness over the band of your pencil skirt. Your cheeks were flushed with warmth, you felt so naked under Jungkook's dark gaze. The way his eyes observed your body like a prey didn't waver your heart from pounding, you didn't even dare to look up at him and continued to open your attire and left you bared only with a two-piece of your undergarments.

Jungkook thrilled and enraptured by your stunning figure, admired the ways your white lacey lingerie-clad on your body. They hugged your curves in the right way, it was a hurdle for him not to claim you but Jungkook was well pleased with how your body trembled and effected by his gaze. Your body responded to him so well, he perceived the faintest of flushes creeping up to your neck.

"It looks like you have been waiting for this, isn't it, princess?"

You gulped and sucked in a deep breath when his voice became a husky, erotic whisper. You hated how easy you were affected by him, you were dripping wet just by his lustrous gaze on your body. You never knew with Jungkook simply look at you without showing any sign to touch you can make yourself twice keen on for it.

You fidgeted on your feet, still waiting patiently for Jungkook to finally said something. "Open your bra and panties,"

You bite your lower lips, the soft glow from the lamp above Jungkook made him looked so hot and tasty just sitting right there and stared at you. He was like grey but hundred times much better, "Hurry up princess you don't want daddy to wait for you,"

Ah, that nickname he adored when you called him when he did you in the room, you stared at him and noticed his massive bulge under his leather pants. You could perceive the huge swell of his cock struggled to break free of its confines. You were so thirsty for him, you wanted to drink him. Your sex drive tempted when he looked so tempting, you unclipped your bra and let it fall as you bend to open your panties. Jungkook's eyes darkened, his eyes observed your body. His delighted to see your bare body as he lusted after you in all these days.

"Kneel."

Much to your irritation, you disliked how Jungkook ordered you one by one as if he wanted to edge your patience. You wanted him to fill you up in instant, the tension grew much intense. But being a good girl for him, you listened and kneel just right in front of him. Your heart burst with impatience, the distance between you and him escalated the tension and eagerness fiercer.

"Why don't you open your leg and show me your pretty cunt, babygirl?"

Your eyes sparkled with anticipation, you bit your lips and gradually expanded your tighs to Jungkook's view. You contented by how Jungkook observed you like his favorite dessert, you slipped your fingers on your private part, and pushed aside the lips of them, revealed your hole leaked with your wetness. The soft light made your wetness glistened under it.

Jungkook roused and hard admired his slutty princess, "Are you wet because of me or Taehyung hmm little slut?"

"Y-you,"

Jungkook smirked, reclined in the chaise longue, and wrapped his built arms against his chest, you waited for him to finally touched you but he didn't instead he stood up and walked towards you. The low sound of his black boots chills you, you sensed Jungkook fall in step behind you. You felt a thrill course from the back of your neck to the base of your spine and back up again.

You imagined his eyes roamed across the curve of your body, you saw his figure in your peripheral view and instantly looked up to him, the unguarded desire in his eyes was plain to see as they feasted on you. His gaze shot up to meet yours, his lust exposed, but instead of suppressing it, a slow, wicked smile spread over his lips and a question burned in his eyes.

Jungkook's fingers latched onto his belt, unfastened them, and pulled his tight leather pants until his mid-thighs. Your eyes feasted by his beautiful posture, you sucked in a deep breath when Jungkook turned and sat back on the lounge. You gulped your saliva by his massive cock on display, throbbed and hard, the tip of it swollen and glistened with his pre-cum.

"Come here, princess."

Your eyes averted from his cock up to his lustful eyes, you were about to stand up before he spoke up, "Did I said you able to stand?" The authority tone from him sent a shiver to your body, you back on you knee before crawling to him.

Jungkook wanted to ruin you so bad, fuck you till the day until you begged him to stop. Your juicy ass swayed and your perky boobs bounced at the each time you crawled towards him. Your hardened nipple perked up as if they wanted him to lick it, which he gladly would. He loved your boobs, the way they fitted his large palm so endearing. You listened to him so well that he didn't want to punish you but at the same time, he wanted to wreck you and had your pretty mouth moaned and screamed his name all night.

You looked so innocent yet so dirty when your beautiful eyes stared up to him. Jungkook pumped his shaft whilst his eyes drank your sexy figure. His left hand reached your flushed cheek and carresed them tenderly, he didn't realize how much he loved you at the point everything about you drove him crazy. Jungkook then glide his thumb that had his precum on it against your lips, "Lick." was all he said when he rested the tip of his finger on your bottom lip. Your tongue flicked out to do as he said, you twirled your tongue against his long and slender fingers and cleaned them.

Jungkook's cum tasted so much different than the old exes you had, his cum always tasted a hundred times much better than the other guy. Jungkook was always concerned about what he ate during the day and constantly took care of his health, that was probably why you found his cum far tastier and you won't mind if he asked you to swallow his cum.

"Such a good girl, arent you?"

Jungkook pulled his fingers out from your mouth, his index finger trailed down to your throat before his tattooed hands choked you firmly. "I asked you a question, slut."

"Y-yes, i am sorry."

"You made me so angered with you today, I don't know what I wanted you to do for me until I pleased and forgive your bratty attitude,"

"C-Can I suck you?"

"Whose cock you wanted more? mine or Taehyung? Do you know who you belong to?" Jungkook's tone made you shuddered and shifted uncomfortable on your knees.

"I belong to you and I want your cock,"

"Show me then, how much you wanted this cock."

Jungkook reached the back of your head before pushed your lips on his throbbed cock, your pussy tingled by his roughness. You loved this, you loved when he fucked you senseless and had you begged for his big dick inside of your pussy and mouth.

His gaze ignites something beneath you, naked, with eyes full of lust you reached his warm massive cock, ran your thumb over his balls. Jungkook closed his eyes with pleasure, groans escaped his lips. He sucked in his breath sharply when your hand curled firmly around him.

Excruciatingly slowly you flicked your tongue in and around the tip of his cock. Precum pooled, refilling each time your tongue swept around the head. You slowly stroked the rigid shaft of his cock while your tongue continued to tease him. You kept her eyes locked with his and took the head into your mouth. You felt his fingers sink into your hair as he started to thrust harder. You felt his dick hit the back of your throat but you didn’t mind. You will let him used you.

Pumping your hand as you took his cock deeper into your mouth, saliva trailing in rivulets from the corner of your mouth and left his cock slick. You watched his eyes closed and his breathing became ragged. You cupped his full balls in your hand and they tightened in her palm, giving away how close he was. The way he growled confirmed it. Jungkook live it up to see you on your knees and suck him good like a good girl you should be for him.

"No, not yet," Jungkook said as he shoved his hips faster against your mouth. Tears started to pull inside the pool of your eyes, your massive tits swayed forth and back, your hardened nipples grazed over Jungkook’s things sent you back to heaven.

Your mouth let out a ‘pop’ sound when Jungkook suddenly pushed your head out from him before he stood up and choked your neck as he turned your back against the chaise longue. You were still suffocated from earlier before Jungkook thrusted his dick inside of your mouth and fucked them as he pleased.

“Ahh, fuck your mouth so warm.” Jungkook groaned, tilted his head back while working on his rough, fast thrust against your mouth. You clenched your thighs together, your small palms hold his strong thighs. You gripped them firmly to stop him from thrusting but Jungkook ignored it as he continued to fuck your mouth. “I thought you want it, why you are so struggling? Make me cum little slut.”

Jungkook’s voice provoked your orgasm, you wanted to release. His voice alone enough to stir up your inside, you let go of his thighs and trailed down your fingers to your folds. You moaned against Jungkook sent a vibration through his big cock and made him shuddered. Jungkook loved when he was inside your mouth and your hole. Both of them never failed to fascinate him with your warmth and tight.

You moaned louder when Jungkook reached the back of your head as he pushed his hips forward and fucked himself inside your little mouth, you always shocked at how long Jungkook could last. Your jaw was already tired but you wanted to please him as much as you could. “Urgh, fuck!” Jungkook cursed as he shut his eyes and splurged out his cum inside your mouth before pulling it out from your lips, there was a dribble down your chin.

Jungkook wiped your lips with his thumbs, he thrilled and enraptured by your stunning figure, all messy and wrecked. “Baby, we are just started.”

And fuck that turned you more, you rubbed your fingers against your clit, needed the friction so much but halted when Jungkook nudged your arms, “I don't remember I allowed you to touch yourself? Aren’t you are so greedy, slut?”

“I-I’m sorry- Jungkook!”

You screamed his name when he pulled you from the floor and made you squatted down in front of him. “What a messy, baby-” Jungkook chuckled. His slender, veiny fingers rubbed the lips of your pussy. You were too impatient, you pushed up against his fingers, needing the rub and friction against you. “Patience.” The sound Jungkook slapped your perky boobs echoed through his studio.

You bit your lips as you shut your eyes tight, Jungkook circled your clit as his index fingers slipped inside your hole. It had been so long since you jad been touched there – since you had been touched anywhere – that it was electric, a shot through you core. “Ahh, Jungkook-“

“Princess, your wet cunt here looks so inviting," You gave a little whimper of struggle because of your position you were in, Jungkook grabbed your hair and pulled them, made your body arched forth as well pushed his three fingers inside you and straight hit your g-spot. “J—Jungkook!”

“Don’t fucking struggling . I warned you. You will sit here like a good slut you are and I will use your body like how I wanted.”

You bit your lips harder when Jungkook thrust his fingers inside of you faster and constantly hit your g-spot. You reached out his big cork, hard and throbbed, pumped him as he fingered you. You can’t hold your orgasm if he kept pushed you to the edge and before you could process your body spasmed violently, cum trailed down from your cunt. Even so, Jungkook didn't stop fingered you intensely. You reached his wrist to stop him but Jungkook didn't care as he continued his fingers on you. You knew what he intended; wanted to overstimulate you.

“J—Jungkook! I—I can’t!”

“Stop battling! You asked for it, now cum for me.”

Jungkook spoke with a gruff, masculine voice. You tried to simmer down but Jungkook’s fingers fucked you made you fall behind, he kept tabs on you, oh how he loved to see you wreck under his touch, how sensitive you were to him. Your back arched, you threw your head back with your hip rode his fingers.

You shuddered when you felt your inside started to build-up. Instead of cumming you unexpectedly squirted, “Oh yes baby,” Jungkook rode his fingers against you made you squirted, even more, you gasped under his touch. Your squirt splurged out from your pretty cunt, Jungkook stopped to finger you as he kissed your forehead. “Good girl.”

You trembled under his touch, your body almost gave up. Jungkook hold your arms as he carried you and lied you down on the couch, you shut your eyes closed, your breathe quickened. You forced your eyes opened when you felt something poked your entrance. “W-wait- j-jungkook!”

”Stay still, I’m still not done with you.” You were sweating bullets when he said that, Jungkook gripped your throat as he plunged his hard shaft full inside of you. Your voice stucked, your mouth agape due to the sensation. You were still numb and sensitive after you reached the peak of your second climax. However, Jungkook seemed uncared as he forced you to stand and slammed your upper body against his record desk.

“Jungkook!” You whimpered against the desk when he without any notice had plunged his big, hard cock inside you. You were too swamped with his hard thrust, your lips nonstop moaned louder and screamed his name every second his hip slapped your ass. As expected, Jungkook always his way inside your body, he knew the place that drive you crazy. “J-Jungkook! I-I’m cumming!”

“Don’t.” Jungkook gripped a fist of your hair, arched your back against his front torso. “Don’t fucking dare.” He warned against your ears, his hips still worked on in full speed pushed his massive shaft inside of yours. He was indeed so rough, wild that you started to see stars. You tried to reach his cheeks to kiss him but Jungkook dodged your palms, “I don’t think you deserved a kiss, slut.”

You were dumbfounded at first, Jungkook knew how kiss meant to you in bed. You loved it when he kissed you while his cock jabbed inside of you like a heated animal. “J-Jungkook, I don't think I-” You moaned so loud, it was crystal clear that you bet people who might walked outside of his studio might can hear you but you didn't care. You were never embrassed to tell the world that your man pleased you so well, so good that you cant contain your moan and your hormones around him.

“Fuck, pretty slut. This tight pussy take me so well, huh.” Jungkook reached over your clit with his right hands as his left hand gripped your waist to steady your posture against his desk. Your back arched even more when Jungkook played with your clit while his cock thrusted in and out of yours, he circled your clit as his lips sucked in your neck.

You were amazed by the way he last, sex with the Jeon Jungkook was on top of heaven itself. He will indeed satisfy you first before him even after your climax he still wasn't cum. However, you could tell by the way his arms trembled with pleasure against your waist proved he was about to reach. You were that desperate to cum for the third time, you purposely clenched your thighs together to edge him and it worked.

“Oh fuck fuck, baby i’m near- oh shit!”

You reached the back of his neck when he snuggled his face against your exposed neck, left his love marks everywhere. You rolled your eyes back when Jungkook thrust even harder and faster, “J-Jungkook!”

“Take it slut, take this big cock like a good girl.”

His dirty talk even edges you more, before you could even process your body spasmed and so did Jungkook. He groaned as shot his warm loaded cum inside of you. You fell over the desk as you propelled your body with your elbow, Jungkook rasped as he cockwarmed himself.

“Damn, little slut. You’re wrecked.”

Jungkook chuckled as he pulled out his now softened cock from your wet ass pussy. He was content to see his cum mixed with yours as it flooded out from your hole, he inserted his fingers inside of yours again to push the cum inside of your pussy. You moaned when you felt his long fingers inside of you once again.

“As I thought, so responsive.” Jungkook smiled, despite the fact you were tired after the third round, your hole still reacted to his touch. Jungkook slowly reached your body and twirled you to face him, you clung onto his muscular body. You were out of your breath, your eyes fluttered open to look at Jungkook. His lips formed a small, fond smile as he stared at you.

“Am I hurting you?” He asked, his large palm caressed your cheeks as his thumb brushed under your eyes. You shook your head, snuggled your cheeks against his palm. You closed your eyes to feel his warmth that started to develop to you. “I love you.”

His low confession sent tingles through your skin, you were about to reply but stunted when he placed his lips on top of yours, planted a soft kiss. You fluttered your eyes open before your lips formed a wide grin and you planted a passionate kiss on his lips. I love you too, jungkook.

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