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sukunasteeth · 1 month

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Marks

Sukuna doesn't understand the hold you have on him.

He's never particularly been a people person. In fact, people annoyed him. This has held true ever since he was a child with his twin brother, Yuji. That is, until Yuji brought you home one fateful day in middle school, claiming to have met a new friend.

You, with your sweet little smile, and your boundlessly generous heart. You with your giggle that chimes through his darkened soul like a golden bell. With the innocent rosy lips that he'd dreamed of having his first kiss with until high school, when it finally came to fruition. You had been irrevocably his ever since then, and it had been almost seven years.

So why does it still feel like you're the one with all the power here?

Why does it feel like you could create a monster out of him if you truly wanted to? Why does it feel like he's constantly at your beck and call? Why are you the one person on this green earth that reduces him to the feeling of an emotion as pathetic as helplessness?

"'Kuna...hurts..."

He'll admit, he takes it out on you.

Like now, when you're lying naked beneath him (his favorite spot to have you in) and begging him to take it easy on you. He's got you covered in sweat, exerting you to your ultimate limit. He loved to see you train until failure, after all. Adored the way your legs quivered when he relentlessly made you keep riding him, despite your exhaustion. Cooed at the way you begged him to be gentle, even though he knows you prefer it rough. You were quick to submit when he had you behind closed doors, despite how independent you appeared outside of them. Sukuna knew you better. Knew how much you loved following his direction. Receiving his praise.

You were lucky you were such a good girl.

Sukuna was torturing you now already, and you hadn't even disobeyed him. He can't imagine what he would do if you were unruly. Actually, he can. And the thought has him salivating even more as he sucks relentlessly at the nape of your neck. You're covered in marks from his teeth or the raw scrape of his tongue. Your throat has been tormented by his worship to the extent that he's even broken skin in the spots where he can feel your pulse beneath his lips.

Even Sukuna has to admit that you didn't deserve this abuse. You hadn't done a thing out of line, besides selfishly tearing the heart out of his chest for good. It was yours now.

The thought makes him growl against you.

God, you weren't even trying.

Your victory over him was so effortless.

It pissed him off.

He doesn't realize that he's bitten you particularly hard until you're suddenly recoiling away, burrowing yourself into his pillows with a small yelp. Your hand has sprung up to press your palm over Sukuna's mouth in some weak attempt at getting him to stop. Your other hand holds your throat as you purse your lips at him, which have also seen a good amount of Sukuna's biting that day.

You looked good in his teeth marks, what can he say?

"Are you mad or something?" You're blinking up at him like a confused little deer. Sukuna can't help that it makes him hungry. You were a perfect prey to him and he would be chasing you to the end of this lifetime. He could tell solely in the way that your stupid little nickname for him makes his heartstrings snap.

He takes a frustrated breath through his nose over your hand, nipping at your fingers over his mouth like a muzzled dog. Before you can pull them away, he's grasping your wrist tightly, his unforgiving grip a warning in itself. Easily, he pins it to the side of your head, rendering you halfway useless.

"Don't interrupt." He murmurs, his gaze burning into yours.

A helpless sob escapes you, but otherwise you stop trying to squirm away from him. You allow the onslaught to continue without a peep, bracing yourself each and every time a new hickey is being bruised into your skin. He doesn't offer you any words in terms of praise, but his grip on your wrist eventually loosens a bit. He never fully lets you go, though.

While he appreciates your cooperation, you eventually go almost too quiet and Sukuna thinks for a moment that maybe he's pushed you too far. He pulls away from your neck to look at you, finding your pink little face screwed up in an intense mixture of pleasure and agony. He feels a content smile spread across his face but it's cut short when his eyes hone in on your lips, which you're currently biting hard enough to draw blood from.

His free hand reaches up and grasps your chin, pressing his thumb below your bottom lip and forcing you to relinquish it. You blink slowly, your logical brain having exhausted itself up until this point. You easily let him pry your teeth apart, panting in his grasp.

"Mouth. Open." He commands.

You squirm in your overwhelming frustration, whining. "It hurts, 'Kuna!"

Sukuna hums in a mock sympathy, watching you suffer with a satisfied grin. You would have these marks for weeks. There were so many now, some more intense than others, and he wasn't even close to being done with you.

"You're being cruel." You accuse, watching your own hardship twinkle back at you in the reflection of his eyes. Your pout is purple and bruised from your attempts to keep quiet. Sukuna leans in closer and presses the sweetest kiss to your lips, as soft as the brush of a feather.

What was cruel was the fact that you had broken down everything Sukuna had ever known about himself. His strength was putty at your feet. His hatred for the world was a joke in your presence. His pride, a mere memory at the touch of your fingertips against his soul.

"You think this is cruel?" He whispers, mocking you. His voice is the taunt of a devilish trickster. "I think I've been going too easy on you. Allow me to rectify that."

There really is no curse more cruel than love.

#jjk #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #jjk smut #fluff and smut #I love a good mark #especially a bite mark oof #smut #barely smut really #my writing #jjk x reader

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carmyboobear · 21 days

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okay but i can't stop thinking about carmy just watching the reader do yoga or pilates, in a cute workout set, he'd go crazy just watching their body move

but he wouldn'y really see it as something very serious (as people tend to do until they try this sort of exercise and realize it's actually quite difficult), until one evening when he'd join them on the mat after complaining about back or shoulder pain all night, and the reader would show him some stretches and he'd be like WOAH I can RELAX my INSANELY TENSE body? I can feel BETTER? I don't have to be constantly in pain? This is some magic! and surely would reward the reader for helping him out

EHEHE YEAHHH the workout set does a lot for me… and for carmy <3 also it goes without saying but this is🔞, suggestive at the end

They’d set up in front of the tv, yoga mat splayed out and table pushed aside. This is the sight Carmy wakes up to, groggy and lonely without waking up beside them.

“G’morning, sleepy bear.” They greet him brightly, before leaning their head down to stretch. Downward dog, the workout video announces.

“Mornin’, baby,” he yawns back. He sits down on the couch behind them. He indulgently gazes at their legs, wrapped tightly in leggings, following the line up to the curve of their ass. “Y’look cute in that. Is it new?”

“Thanks,” they chirp, turning their upside down head to look at him. “Yeah, they’re new. You like?”

“Quite a bit,” he admits, not bothering to hide the way he’s looking at their ass, and they exhale a breathy laugh.

“Maybe if you do some of this with me, I’ll let you take them off of me,” they offer, grinning shamelessly at him. Cats pose to cows pose, the video instructs, and they’re on their knees, arching their back and sticking out their ass. Surely them wiggling their hips around isn’t part of the video.

Carmy is a simple man. He takes their extra yoga mat and immediately starts following the video alongside them.

“This video isn’t the most beginner friendly,” they’d comment after watching Carmy struggle to keep up. He’s fallen onto the mat, staring up at the ceiling with a grimace.

“It’s a lot harder than it looks,” he mumbles, and they nod. They’re seated next to him, looking down into his eyes.

“I know, right? Here, let me show you some easier stretches. It’ll help your back some, too.”

Sure enough, a couple stretches later, Carmy feels like a new man. He didn’t even realize how tense he was until he got to unraveling some of the tension knotted deeply in his muscles.

“I feel incredible,” Carmy says, leaning his body up and down. They’re both are standing beside each other on their mats. “The back pain is so much more manageable.”

“Good! That means you did it right.” They clap excitedly. “Good job, carm!”

“You’re the one who did a good job, teaching me all this.” He pulls them in with his arms and starts kissing their cheeks over and over, making them burst into delighted laughter. “Lemme make it up to you. That offer still standing?”

“Hm? What do you—oh,” they gasp, stilling at Carmy’s fingers playing with the edge of their waistband. “Yeah, offer’s still up…”

“Good to know.” Instead of shoving his hand down their leggings, he roughly drags two fingers up their clothed pussy, pressing and rubbing at their clit. They make a low noise, legs tensing from his touch. “Might take a while for me to get these off.”

#carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x reader #the bear #carmy berzatto smut #kinda…. it’s not really smut but it’s barely suggestive enough ig….#my asks #my blurbs #my smut #I want him to eat them out but with the leggings on if I’m being honest CNDNGNJDGGD

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fire-lizard-ro · 11 months

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Puppyboy Gepard

Might delete this later, but we'll see.

Can I just say that I love the idea of puppyboy HSR characters???

Like for some of them it's obvious- Like Gepard. He gives off big golden retriever energy. Very big but very soft boy. Probably so so so happy to see you every time you come around. Can see the way he straightens out and the way his eyes light up. You could practically see a cute tail wagging behind him. Keeps himself contained in public but the second you have time together in private he's probably all over you. Loves loves loves physical contact. Snuggling together and being caressed- Loves the feeling of your hands running through his hair.

If he ever somehow has a day off and you don't, he stares at the door longingly all day until you come home.

Just overall the bestest, cutest boy.

NSFW:

Now on the flip side of this...

Thinking about how he's used to taking orders so surely he'd be a good puppy for you??? Praising him for being a good boy probably has him hard and leaking already on top of being collared and made to sit pretty like a good boy. Good boys deserve treats, right? Probably is a giver and likes to nuzzle up to your leg while looking up at you, pleading with those puppy eyes to let him have a treat. A treat that's leaking between your legs. Would sloppily mouth at your sex with such a hungry look on his face.

If you are a dick haver, he likes to give little licks and kisses to the tip before suckling on it until you grab his hair and slowly slide yourself into his hot mouth. It's not his fault he likes lapping up the precum that dribbles out of your tip when you look down at him on his knees for you. :(( Once he has you in his mouth, he'll go to town with no prompting. Likes the weight and taste of you on his tongue and the way your tip opens up his throat when he takes you down to the base, nose pressed to your navel. Likes the way your precum drips onto his tongue and slides down his throat like a salty treat just for him. Definitely looks good while choking on your cock, tears beading at his lash line. Just wants to please you. :(( (Please let him hump your leg or something while he does it he just needs to cum so bad, man-)

If you are a pussy haver, he likes to nuzzle between your legs to open them up while prodding your clit with his nose before tilting his head to leave a kiss on it. His wet tongue would slide out to give a soft, testing lick before dipping lower to taste the slick leaking from you. Licks his tongue deep inside to get more because he just loves the taste of your arousal. Whines into you when you start pulling him by the hair to shove his face deeper between your legs. Hurts but poor baby also likes the way you control him. :(( Makes a mess on his face and your thighs with the combination of his drool and your wetness dripping down his chin. Sucks on your clit like it's candy. And when it makes you wetter, he'll slide his tongue down to lick out your slick like a hard-won treat. (Also same goes here let the poor horny puppy grind on your leg he's been so good for you right? Right??? :(( )

P.S. Regardless if you are a cock haver or pussy haver I think it'd be great to have a pretty little gold colored plug in him. Whether it's a tail plug because this is pet play or a heart shaped plug because he's an actual dog boy is up to you.

Anyways I could ramble about subby puppyboy Gepard for so long. We'll see if I delete this or nah and if I decide to write more about it.

#hsr smut #gepard x reader #gepard smut #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #oml #puppyboy gepard #sub character #but he also could be:#dom character #d e p e n d s ig #but for this post he is a subby lil bi-#might delete later #this is really just roro rambling there is barely coherent thought here #Roro writes

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iliektehhaxs · 8 months

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Thigh Riding with the FFXVI Boys

Rating: 18+ Pairings: Reader/Clive Rosfield, Reader/ Cidolfus Telamon, Reader/ Barnabas Tharmr, Reader/Joshua Rosfield Author's note: I had some vile thoughts about Clive's thighs, which evolved into this. I truly have no shame.

Clive Rosfield

You’re both lying in your shared bed chambers, what started as a chaste kiss soon turned into more, the heated exchange leaving you aching for more. His lips assault your own, large hands bringing you closer and closer into his lap as you grind against him.

“Founder, you’ll kill me,” he groans with a smile, rolls his eyes as you straddle his leg.

“Come on Clive,” you whine. Dragging yourself higher and higher on his thick thighs. “Lemme ride you? Please? I promise it’ll feel good, just let me—”

A clench of his thigh and you shut up, whatever you were going to say interrupted with a cry of his name.

Clive shakes his head, holds you down and moves your body faster. “This is your punishment, for being a tease the whole day—”

You’re aware of your actions, how you had bent over in his favorite sundress, pressed your ass against him as he walked past and let him wanting in the middle of the hideaway. Even so you beg for forgiveness, cradling his head between your hands.

“I’m sorry,” you plead, kissing at his jaw. “I just wanted to mess with you a little, please—”

“You certainly did,” he grunts, watching your body shake with fascination. “And now you reap the rewards. You come like this or not at all, understand?”

You want to argue, but his steel gaze makes your words die on your tongue. Another whine, your hips move on their own, faster and faster still. Pawing at his bare chest, the hard plane serving as an anchor as he manhandles you.

He swallows every noise you make, every high-pitched sob and wail you make only spurring him further. “What’s wrong? Can’t take what you dish out?”

There’s a cruel laugh that leaves him, but you’re too far gone to care, aching for more until his fingers find your clit. You fall to ruin with his name on your lips, your release dripping against his thighs.

You share a moment of calm, breaths entangling with each other, the silence broken when his cock presses at your entrance.

Strained, he sighs into your mouth. “You’ll be the death of me,” before flipping you onto your back.

Cidolfus Telamon

When Gav mentioned Cid needed you in his solar you had an idea of his intentions, but you never expected to find him shirtless in his chair, legs spread.

“I was just thinking about you,” he said as you entered. Fully turned and beckoning you toward him, his voice invites you closer.

“Here, come take a seat on your commander's lap.”

He’s a tease to the highest degree, you knew this already, but he still manages to surprise you. You look to his legs, and back to him, biting your lip in hesitation.

“Come now,” he drawls, patting his leg. “I know you’re interested.”

Damn him and his smug grin because he’s right, and it only grows wider when you walk forward. One step, and then another, his eyes follow you closely as you straddle his leg, finding just the right spot that makes your breath catch in your throat.

Observant as he is, he feels your reaction, leans in close to say: “Right there?”

He moves your hips just slightly and you answer with a sigh. “Yes, right there.”

He makes a noise in agreement, and then rocks you back and forth, drawing out the cutest moans from your lips.

“Told you it’d feel nice,” he sighs. His voice echoes in your ears, makes your body hotter as he drags his thigh against your pussy.

“Suppose that’s all you need then,” he teases. His hands grip your ass tighter when you grind into him. You’re lost in the feeling of the soft leather against your clit, your head hanging down as you pick up the pace.

Don’t, don’t say that—” you gasp, whimpering when he lands a slap to your rear.

“That’s not what it looks like to me.” Another slap echoes through the air. “Seems to me you’re enjoying yourself plenty. Willing to bet I don’t even need to fuck you, just let you sit pretty on my lap just like this—”

His leg rises higher and higher, laughing as you tremble above him. “I’m right aren’t I?”

Grunts bounce off the walls, a rhythm forming between the two of you. “Don’t even need my cock, do you?”

“I do,” you moan, uncaring of how loud you are. “I need it, please—”

“What was that?” He huffs, bites at your neck and licks at the marks he leaves behind. “I can’t hear you dear, speak up.”

“I need your cock, please Cid!” you cry, holding onto his shoulders. Your legs burn with exhaustion, back arching into his touch. He bounces his thigh once, twice, growling in your ear as he does.

“Come for me love, and I’ll let you have it.”

There’s a moment when your body goes numb, before you become awash with emotion. He comforts you through your orgasm, mumbling praise as you press yourself into his hold, shaking.

A moment of quiet, you feel the press of his bulge against the side of your leg as he speaks.

“That was only the beginning, we still have the rest of the night.”

Barnabas Tharmr

Sleipnir informed you that Barnabas would be missing all day, with him being unable to return until nightfall. Diplomatic duties, he called it, and even though you knew it was a requirement of being king of your own nation, you couldn't help but feel just the slightest bit lonely. That loneliness soon turned to longing, and when he left you alone in your shared bed to continue his work, that longing turned to lust.

You knew he was busy, but you didn’t really care. You wanted to see your husband, manners be damned.

Your entrance is announced with the gentle creaking of the door. Instantly his head lifts to admonish, only for his gaze to soften at the sight of you.

“My love, what are you doing here?” He asks, neck deep in a stack of papers. He usually looks exhausted, but it’s as if the sight of you alone gives him a boost of energy.

Wordlessly he opens his arms and you stride toward him, falling into his embrace. He holds you tight, breathes in your scent and sighs blissfully.

“I’ve missed you, my king,” you mumble in his hair, your voice carrying an all-too familiar whine to it.

“Is that so?” He chuckles, watches you nod with a pout on your lips. “I apologize for neglecting you, my dear. As you can see, I have been otherwise occupied.”

He waves towards the messy stack of documents half-heartedly before looking back to you.

“I know, I know,” you agreed. You move to sit onto his lap and he lets you, the feeling of his warm hands against your waist making your body relax. “Couldn’t you take a break? For me?”

For once you take advantage of your charms, give him the best doe-eyes you can and stroke his jaw. There’s a moment of weakness, the temptation to give in visible in his eyes, but he soon shakes his head. “Unfortunately I cannot.”

The disappointment is visible on your face. A kiss to your temple does little to help.

A beat, he takes your chin between his fingers and gives you a sinful smile. “I have an idea, if you’re interested.”

You nod, following the movement of his body. He relaxes further in his chair, pulling you forward.

“I can’t stop my work, however…”

He shifts, places you fully onto his leg and purrs into your ear.

“...you are free to take what you need.”

He looks at you expectantly, your facing getting hot at the implication. Your eyes flick between him and your position, easing yourself onto the thick muscle with a languid pace. Slow, calculated, you glide onto him until your lust catches up with you, burying your face in his chest as you rock back and forth.

“That’s it…” he coos, leaving a kiss to your cheek before working on his papers once more. “Behave, and when I’m done I will make sure you’re taken care of.”

Back and forth, you move erratically, and even though his eyes are on his paperwork his attention is on you, the slight bounce to his leg bringing you to new heights. You whine into his tunic, a familiar heat blossoming in your core.

He takes notice immediately, holds you down and presses you further as he clenches his leg, comforting you as you shake and shudder on top of him, struggling for breath.

“Such a pretty sight, my beautiful queen falling apart.” he mutters, his eyes ripped from whatever he was doing before to watch you. You’re certain you’ve left a mess of his pants, but he doesn’t seem to care in the slightest.

“I barely have to touch you, desperate thing that you are.” he hums. His words bring you to completion, thighs shaking with the force of your orgasm. His strong hand rubs your back when you collapse on top of him, kissing at your face and tasting the sweat from your brow.

“So well behaved,” he quipped, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Now, are you satisfied or would you rather I lend my efforts?”

Joshua Rosfield

When Joshua suggested trying something new in the bedroom you were on board immediately. You fully trusted him heart and body, but you will admit, you had your doubts in the beginning.

“So, I just sit?” You ask. He nods excitedly, beckons you close and pats his leg. You follow, letting yourself settle into his embrace.

“You trust me, right?”

“I do, it’s just…a little simple, don’t you think?”

He kisses away your doubt, your body relaxing under his touch. “Have I ever left you unsatisfied?”

The answer comes to you easily. “No, but—“

He interrupts you with another kiss. “Then trust that I will not start now.”

And so he kept his promise, within minutes you were helplessly moaning into his mouth, descending into madness with each push and pull, his hands glued to your waist.

Somewhere between begging him for more and crying out his name you apologized for ever doubting him.

The desire you feel suffocated you, grips you tight and doesn’t let go. A particularly hard bounce has your eyes closed in pleasure before Joshua brings your attention back to him.

“Don’t close your eyes dear, look at me,” he whispers. Your head feels heavy on your shoulders, but you look up anyway and stare through half-lidded eyes.

“There you are, that’s it,” he gasps. “I knew you could do it.”

He surges forward, capturing your lips as you squirm on his lap. He swallows every noise you make greedily, a desire to consume your very being. His fingers sneakily find your clit and circle the sensitive nub, forcing you to pull away and cry out in bliss.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” he coos. “I’ve got you, just let go for me.”

You do as he asks, letting your juices run down his leg. Your hips stutter against him, body soon falling limp and succumbing to pleasure. Your mind still feels heavy with lust, mouthing half-finished sentences until you can manage to catch your breath.

“Where the hells did you learn that?” you mumble.

He chuckles at your weakened state, running his hands across your body. “I may have heard Cid mention the idea.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

Your laughter falls in sync with his as he speaks. “Even so, I thought it was interesting. I enjoy looking at you. It’s not everyday I get to witness someone so pretty.”

Your face runs hot at his words. “You see me every day though.”

He places a chaste kiss on your lips. “And yet it’s never enough.”

He maneuvers you onto the bed, crawls between you and plays with the waist of your underwear.

“Now, be a dear and let me see more.”

#final fantasy xvi #final fantasy xvi smut #clive rosfield smut #cidolfus telamon smut #barnabas tharmr smut #joshua rosfield smut #clive rosfield x reader #cidolfus telamon x reader #barnabas tharmr x reader #joshua rosfield x reader #robo writes #i truly cant explain this #I wrote this in the course of a day its barely edited #my mind really saw clive's legs and just ran wild

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yanderepuck · 3 months

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AAAAAND WELCOME BACK TO MY MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT PLAGUED WITH VISIONS SMUT. Please do not question why there are THREE guys here I promise you it is not guy on guy (tho I need to get back into that) just some shameless writers trio smut.

Who wouldn't want some writers absolutely GAWKING over you anyway? Huh? The two of them might have been serial cheaters and the one forced to marry as a minor BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT. Happy reading, sluts.

Writers note: this is modern day

This is over 2000 words help

He moans as you sit between his legs. Your hands rest on his thighs as your head bobs up and down, sucking on his cock.

Arthur has his arm on the back of the couch while his other combs through your hair. "Just like that, love," his groans just get you to work harder. Something about a man moaning is the highest praise possible.

Both of your clothes are scattered around the parlor room, the only thing you have on is your bra and underwear. Arthur had pulled you in and started kissing you, telling you how he needed you now.

You swirl your tongue around his tip, and he takes in a sharp breath. You would smirk if you could. You get closer to his base, taking all of him in, feeling his tip at the back of your throat.

"Look up, love~"

You look up at him, lips stretched around his cock. He's holding his phone up and you assume he's taking a video. He has done this before; you have no issue with it and think nothing of it.

With your eyes locked on the camera you take his cock out of your mouth, a long string of saliva and precum still connecting your lips to his tip. Starting at the base, you lick up his shaft, to the tip before beginning to suck his length again.

"Such a good girl," his hand goes through your hair again before pushing your head down. You gag for a moment, not expecting it.

Arthur had ended the video on his phone, sending it to a small group chat. He let your head go and set his phone back down after replying to a few messages.

You lift your head up to catch your breath. He puts a finger under your chin to make you look at him. "Why don't you sit on my lap now."

He smirks at you as you stand up, taking your underwear off. His hands hold onto your waist as you get yourself into the couch, hovering over him.

His tip is hard against you. Dripping wet from anticipation. You sit down on him with a moan.

"Ungh- you're so hard," you pant softly, trying to let yourself adjust before rocking your hips. You keep your hands on his shoulder to keep steady.

Pushing your hair to one side, Arthur starts kissing your neck, nibbling it, trying to leave little marks without biting.

His phone goes off a few times, but you think nothing of it and start bouncing up and down on him, moaning louder.

You don't know how much time passed but you suddenly feel your bra unhook in the back. You shriek and come down hard on Arthur. Both of his hands are still on your waist.

"I cannot believe thee wouldst try taking her all for yourself, Arthur," the voice was very close to your ear. You know that voice anywhere.

Will's hands go under your bra, pushing it out of the way as he gropes you. You melt into his touch, pushing your chest into his hands.

"What can I say, she's irresistible," his hands slide down to your hips and then behind you to grab your ass. You moan again and sit up enough for him to hold you.

"Thee ought to share," he squeezes your breast once more before moving one hand to move your hair again to kiss your neck.

You could feel his fangs against your skin and tilt your head to one side. You gasp and hiss as he pinches your nipple.

"Maybe I wanted her to myself for once."

"If 't be true, then thee wouldst be in thy own room," Will looks Arthur in the eyes as he licks your neck. "Nor wouldst thee hath sent the pictures and video."

His voice tickles your ear, but the real shiver down your spine is from him rubbing your nipple harder. You should have guessed Arthur wasn't saving those for just himself.

"Will, that- Ahh!" Arthur thrust up into you the moment you said Will's name.

His hand then grabbed your jaw so you would look at him. "Don't say another man's name while I'm inside you."

You whined and started to rock your hips again.

Arthur grabbed his phone again but once he had it unlocked Will snatched it.

"Hey!"

"Oh hold on," Will opened the camera, having it on face front and started to record. Having it on your chest first.

He squeezed tightly and pinched your nipple again. Then his hand went up your chest and the camera followed, up until his hand wrapped around your throat, causing you to stretch out your neck.

You whined and rocked your hips more. You felt the wetness of his tongue drag across your skin. You didn't even realize the camera was on you.

Will then sinks his fangs into you. Your body jerks for a moment but then you start to moan. Your grip tightens on Arthur, and you pant.

Arthur glares at Will. As he drinks blood from you, he sends the video to the same chat the first one was sent to.

"If thy cock get to be inside her, then so doth mine own fangs," he licks your wound and tosses Arthur's phone back on the couch.

You bite your lip and look at Arthur. You haven't done much but you're already close to your limit.

"Once thee finish him off I shall be next," Will whispers in your ear.

Will let you go, and you start bouncing on Arthur again. You finally slip your bra off and drop it to the floor.

You come down in him as hard as you can, moaning each time his cock reenters you.

Will walks to the back of the couch so he can see you face on. You look up and see him with his phone out enjoying the show. Both of their phones go off at the same time. You hear Will chuckle and see him show his screen to Arthur.

Your legs start to shake and you're having a harder time keeping up the pace.

"Just a little more, love," he leans in and kisses you roughly, bucking his hips up. This gets him to hit a new spot inside you, getting you to moan louder. Im just moments you clench around him, covering his cock in your cum. Arthur holds your hips down into his, thrusting a few times before releasing a load into you.

You pant as the movements stop.

"Tis my turn," Will hums, coming back over to the front side of the couch as he's unbuttoning his shirt. Arthur doesn't look so happy as Will helps you off his lap. Your legs are weak, and you lean against him for support, but don't feel much other than his hard on.

"No worries, I will not make thee work for it," he kisses your cheek. He makes you bend over the arm of the couch. You could hear his pants dropping to the floor. You waited in anticipation.

His cock slid into with ease, your hole already filled with cum. You moan and lean over more, hoping the arm will support most of your body.

His hands stay on your hips, keeping you in place as he thrust into you.

Looking forward you see Arthur watching your eyes roll to the back of your head as you get fucked.

"She looks like she's already numb from too much cock. Are you able to speak for us~" Arthur smirks at you. All you do is moan each time Will's cock gets deep inside you.

"She is simply a dram play thing now."

Arthur has his phone pointed at you again, almost dropping it when he hears the window open suddenly.

"I told you two to wait for me!" Dazai is rushing to get in through the window.

"We wouldn't know. We've been having fun."

Despite the whole group chat being here, Arthur kept his phone on you, wanting to remember this look on your face.

"I don't know if she will be conscious after Will is done with her."

Will stops moving, making sure he far inside you, and leans forward to wrap his fingers around your neck to make you look up at the room. "The'e is still anoth'r hole that is not being used," Will smirks up at Dazai.

You do nothing but moan, your mouth partially open, panting lightly. "The lady seems to be begging for it to be filled," he purrs into your ear, kissing your neck on the spot he bit.

It stings, sending a shiver down your spine. After feeling his cock twitch inside you, you try to rock your hips for more friction.

"My my, she is eager," Dazai starts walking over, stripping his clothes off on the way. "Move over, Arthur," Dazai gets on the couch. Arthur gets up and grabs his clothes, just putting his pants back on.

Will lets you go, making you fall forward on the couch again. His hand glides down your back until it gets to your hip again.

"Show Dazai what that mouth can do, love," Arthur smirks. You look in front of you to see Dazai's cock in your face. You move your arms to rest them on Dazai's thighs, propping yourself up to the right height. The moment his tip passes your lips Will starts to move again. The thrust into you jerks you forward enough to take in more of him.

Dazai moans and combs his fingers through your hair. He is thicker than Arthur, but you manage to stretch your lips just enough.

Will's fingers dig into your skin as he thrusts deeper into you. Dazai is trying not to push your head all the way down.

"She's so beautiful with her mouth filled," Arthur sits back down behind Dazai, looking over his shoulder at you.

"Even if we cannot hear our lady moan," Will starts to squeeze your ass.

"We wouldn't want everyone to hear Toshiko-san," Dazai smirks as you take more of him on your own. You wrap your hand around the part of his cock that isn't in your mouth. This gets a loud moan out of him.

You suck him harder.

You don't even notice one of Will's hands leaving your body until you feel his fingers rubbing your clit. Your body jerks, squirming, and causing you to lose rhythm.

"Don't stop now," Dazai moans, pushing your head back down. You whine and you wiggle your lower half as Will continues to play with you.

In moments you let out a loud moan and cum again, tightening around Will. He groans and feels himself getting close. His thrusts get rougher, slowing down a bit since. He is pulling almost all of the way out before slamming back into you.

"Fuck..." he gasps. In a few moments he finally fills you with his cum, is getting mixed with Arthurs. He slows down his movements as he empties himself all into you.

Now that he is out of you, you are able to concentrate on sucking off Dazai. But you do start to squirm, not wanting to be empty just yet.

"It looks like she wasn't ready to be empty just yet."

"Then it's my turn," Dazai pulls your hair, taking his cock out of your mouth. You let out a long whine. You aren't sure if it's from being sore or the need to be filled.

As Will makes his way to sit on the chair, Dazai helps you onto the couch, laying you down and propping one of your legs up onto his shoulder, wasting no time in entering you.

"You're so filthy, having so much cum in you."

Dazai pins your hands to either side of your head and starts fucking all the cum further into you. You want to close your legs. You're so sore and overstimulated, but your moans and whimpers beg for more. Dazai leans down, kissing one side of your neck, opposite of where Will bit you.

Two kisses in and he sinks his fangs into you. Your hips buck up and Dazai takes the opportunity to thrust deeper. Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head. You aren't sure how much longer you can stay awake.

"So sweet tasting," he purrs into your ear, licking up the excess blood. You think you blacked out for a moment, because the next thing you felt was being filled with more cum. You force your eyes open to see Dazai sitting up and pushing his hair out of his face.

"Perhaps this is what our meetings shouldst be about from anon," Will smirked looking at Arthur.

Arthur helps you sit up after Dazai pulled out of you. He brings you into his lap and lets you lean against him. "You definitely would make meetings more fun," he kisses your cheek. "But I don't think I always want to share her with the two of you."

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