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brainrot-of-a-thot · 3 days

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//opens the door and slams my req on the table//

I have come to you today with a marvelous idea, my lord/lady!

Beach day! With Furin + Shishitoren boys!

Their reaction to you asking them out to the beach. Their reaction to seeing fem!reader wearing a cute yet sexy bikini. Some pervs tryna flirt with our dear reader.

Teehee.

beach daze.

or, they underestimated the power of bikinis, featuring: sakura haruka, hajime umemiya, suo hayato, jo togame, hiragi toma, choji tomiyama, ren kaji, kiryu mitsuki, nirei akihiko

a/n: y’all this was supposed to be another headcanon format thing and uh… I got a little crazy. let me know if you like this format (and if I should keep it in the future)

c/w: fem!reader, beach shenanigans, alcohol consumption, established relationships, group beach day!!!, aged up characters, language, possessive!boys!!, mostly sfw, suggestive/spicy content, headcanon format

↳ bikini blindside (or, how they fuck with your bikini)

↳ oh, god. okay, eyes up. just focus on her eyes. don’t look down, don’t look down, don’t look down — oh, shit.

sakura haruka ↦ flustered to the max. has never seen so much skin in his damn life. tries desperately to keep his eyes above your collarbones, but they keep slipping, running along your creamy skin and curves, noting the way your skin tone makes the color of the bikini pop. he’s trying desperately to fight off a hard-on — you may be his girl, but right now, you’re half naked, and that’s only something he’s imagined late at night in his room and his brain is absolutely short-circuiting right now. someone help him, please.

nirei akihiko ↦ a bumbling, fumbling, mumbling, scattered mess. his eyes are going everywhere, landing on everything and nothing at once, but somehow are always drawn right back to the skin nearly flooding out of your biking top. nirei knew you had some nice boobs; he’s felt them against his chest many times when you hugged him, but seeing them like this — oh, lord, oh no, what were you just saying? he’s trying to pay attention. he swears. but god, he desperately wants to hold them right now.

↳ everyone else here is wearing the same thing. it’s not that big of a deal, it’s just skin — holy shit.

ren kaji ↦ convinced himself he wouldn’t be affected at all, but is combusting at the sight. your skin just looks so smooth and soft, your curves so tantalizing, your boobs nearly falling out of the top and your ass jiggling so deliciously when you walk. your bikini looks more like lingerie to him, and he’s stuck between wanting to openly stare forever and cover your body so that no one else can see (which would unfortunately include him).

hiragi toma ↦ hiragi tries his hardest to be a gentleman — he doesn’t want to openly gawk at you and make you feel sexualized, but he can’t help it. his eyes are just naturally drawn to the strings at your hips, at the way they hug your soft curves so alluringly. can’t help but mentally point out just how much the color makes your eyes pop. can’t help but stir in his shorts at the thought of dragging you off somewhere to look at you in a less innocent way.

↳ goddamn, baby. how am I supposed to keep my hands off of you now?

hajime umemiya ↦ hands on you. lips on you. arms around you. body pressed against yours. umemiya is shameless in the way he ogles and gropes your body, spewing praises and pet names like liquid sin. he absolutely loves seeing you this way — it drives him up the wall with want, makes him want to hold your body to his forever and never let it go. don’t be surprised if he occasionally drags you away from the group to grope you a little more sensually.

jo togame ↦ he can’t keep his hands off of you; albeit in a more subtle way. from skimming his fingers down your ribs to fiddling with the strings at your hips, togame just wants to touch you. the way the bikini hugs your smooth body has him worked up inside, trying desperately to keep it from showing on the outside, and the only way to placate his urges is to touch you. though, if you two are in the water, he may rub his palm between your legs or guide yours between his, just so you can see how much it really affects him.

suo hayato ↦ grabs your ass. a lot. if he isn’t grabbing it, he’s coming up behind you and pressing himself against it using the guise of a hug. suo simply loves your ass; especially so in a bikini. he’s always had a thing for panties — so obviously something like this would be no different. he’s very conscious about how he touches you, though. he doesn’t want to bring others attention to what’s his.

↳ oh, that’s what you’re wearing? it looks so good on you. that color/style suits you, baby.

kiryu mitsuki ↦ one hundred percent matches with you. if your bikini is flowery, he will wear flower-patterned shorts. funny looks be damned. he just likes to dress up with you, and he doesn’t care what looks he gets because of it. definitely finds you sexy as hell in a bikini — and will make sure you know it later tonight.

choji tomiyama ↦ hype man, hype man, hype man. really, it doesn’t matter what you’re wearing. choji will hype you up. though, with your bikini on, he’s using words like ‘sexy’ and ‘hot’ far more than he’s using ‘cute’ or ‘adorable.’ isn’t ashamed to catcall/whistle at you. nor is he ashamed to be caught staring; by you, or anyone else. that’s his, after all.

↳ wet your whistle (or, what they drink at the beach)

↳ if the average human body is 60% water, then they’re 99% water.

sakura haruka ↦ he only drinks water. if someone tries to put something alcoholic in his hand, he’s throwing it back immediately.

nirei akihiko ↦ has been shitfaced a total of once in his life. never again. also, water is far healthier and you should drink more of it, especially in this heat.

ren kaji ↦ kaji just doesn’t like the fuzziness in his head and body when he drinks. he prefers to always be perceptive, and alcohol dulls his ability to do that.

↳ keg kings

hajime umemiya ↦ good lord, this man’s alcohol tolerance is way too high. he can drink a twenty-four pack and barely stumble. one hundred percent will do a keg stand and look absolutely marvelous doing it.

choji tomiyama ↦ drinks straight from the keg. he doesn’t care. alcohol tolerance is incredibly low, but at least he’s an amusing drunk. will do a keg stand and face plant in the middle of it.

↳ mojito sippers

kiryu mitsuki ↦ to be honest, you’ll probably drink more of his drink than he will. it’s not that he hates alcohol; in fact, kiryu quite enjoys it. he’s just more impartial towards light and fruity drinks. and he loves sharing indirect kisses with you.

suo hayato ↦ likes to be buzzed, but not drunk. does have a particular liking to sweeter alcoholic drinks, and he has to watch himself to make sure he doesn’t drink too much. he’s absolutely intolerable when he’s drunk (according to you, who has been the only one to ever witness it).

↳ nurses the same can of beer the entire time they’re on the beach.

hiragi toma ↦ he likes a drink, but doesn’t like the feeling of being buzzed or drunk. he will do that occasionally and in certain situations, but for a day at the beach, he’d rather just sip on something and have fun with you.

jo togame ↦ you’re more likely to catch togame with a ramune than a can of beer — but he does indulge himself every once in a while. he’s very conscientious to drink water as well, so that the effects of the alcohol aren’t as severe on his body. (secret; he’s an extreme lightweight)

↳ take a dip (or, who gravitates to the water and who prefers sand surfing)

↳ takes to the water like a goddamn fish.

hajime umemiya ↦ with or without you, umemiya is in the water. it’s his favorite part of the beach — though he finds the most enjoyment when you’re in the water with him. will have you climb on his back so he can show you that he can swim with you sitting on his back. mother fucker knows how to do every stroke in the known universe.

choji tomiyama ↦ doggy paddle. that’s all choji knows how to do. but it doesn’t stop him from swimming out into the deep ends, sending you into a straight panic every time. he can keep himself afloat, but can’t keep both of you afloat; so for the most part, you can only really hold his hand or shoulder unless his feet can reach the bottom. either way, being in the water is fun with him — because he will initiate a splash battle with everyone except you.

hiragi toma ↦ you know those people who just float on their backs in the water with their eyes closed, just completely relaxed? yeah, that’s hiragi. in some cases, you think he may have actually fallen asleep while bobbing there in the waves — but he’s perfectly awake. will let you use him as a makeshift floatie when your legs get tired.

↳ doesn’t mind the water, but needs frequent breaks from it. doesn’t like it when his fingers prune up.

sakura haruka ↦ he’s in and out quick. depending on how hot he is, he may soak in the water for a few minutes, but he doesn’t like pruny skin. he doesn’t mind standing near the shore with the waves lapping at his feet, though. will stay in the water for a bit longer if you beg him to. hates being splashed, and will yell at anyone who does it — you included.

↳ only if you’re in the water with them; be warned, they may try to dunk you or splash you.

jo togame ↦ will not splash or dunk you — will do it to others. togame actually becomes rather aggressive during splash wars; you learned that the hard way when choji splashed the both of you and togame sent a wave so powerful at him it dragged the smaller boy under the surface. if togame notices someone trying to splash you, he will block it with his own body. keeps his sunglasses on in the water. likes to wade through the water with you on his shoulders. togame can actually spend hours within the water, and even enjoys going off to the deep ends where his feet no longer touch the sea floor.

kiryu mitsuki ↦ one hundred percent holds you in the water. likes to pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around you while the water laps at your chests. kiryu isn’t the type to splash or dunk you; he might cup some water in his hand and pour it over your head randomly just to hear you squeal in surprise though. he also doesn’t like to stay in too long; thirty minutes max.

suo hayato ↦ never ducks his head below water — most of the time, he stays in areas where the water only reaches the middle of his ribs. has no issue dunking you under, though. but he doesn’t do it unprovoked. for the most part, he prefers to just chill in the water; but you shouldn’t expect any mercy if you start a splash war with him.

akihiko nirei ↦ floaties large enough for two. when in the water together, nirei often likes to sit inside a couples floatie. he likes to just ride softly on the waves with you. he will jump in the water or try to splash you every so often — with the claim that he’s just trying to keep you cool.

↳ ew, sea water? I’ll keep my ass here, thank you very much.

ren kaji ↦ hates the taste of sea water. hates feeling weird, slimy things rub against his foot. hates sudden drop offs. kaji is perfectly fine with swimming in a pool, but the sea is a no go. you’re better off just sitting in the sand with him, because you aren’t getting him in that water.

↳ you draw more eyes than just theirs (or, how they react to other men hitting on you)

↳ wants to throw hands, but doesn’t want to make a scene; will posture and attempt to glare the guy away.

sakura haruka ↦ sakura’s eyes are ice-cold and trained only on the guy. his arm is thrown around your bare shoulders and you’re practically crushed to his side. sakura won’t lash out, but he will make sure the man knows that there’s no chance for him. you’re sakura’s, and he will establish that as non-physically-aggressive as possible. (he’s still thinking about laying the douche out though.)

hiragi toma ↦ sometimes, hiragi is downright scary. and that’s never more apparent than when he’s glaring at a man who’s a little too close to you. his posture is set entirely to defense, and the full bulk of his power is displayed through his muscles. in the majority of cases, the sight of hiragi alone is enough to deter any advances; those that aren’t deterred immediately are in only a few seconds of hiragi glaring at them.

ren kaji ↦ man’s has the intent to kill in his eyes when someone checks you out or flirts with you. who knew that a man with a bowl cut and a sucker in his mouth could look so deadly? no one at the beach, obviously. kaji is a true guard dog, stuck to your side and snapping and snarling at any stranger. he just doesn’t want anyone to touch what’s his.

↳ is quite irked, but also too nervous to really say or do anything other than stay very close to you to ensure he doesn’t try anything funny.

akihiko nirei ↦ nirei hates it when other guys check you out or hit on you — but the poor baby hates confrontation just a little bit more. when you’re being hit on, you’re the one who’s defensive, deflecting the guys advances easily and motioning to nirei to solidify that you’re taken by him. if nirei starts to feel threatened by him or if he feels he’s being a little too aggressive towards you, he may employ the help of suo and sakura to scare the guy off.

↳ surprisingly, he isn’t all that bothered by it. you’re hot. of course people are going to hit on you. but you bet your ass he’s right there beside you, listening to everything the man is spewing and ready to (and will) throw hands if he needs to.

choji tomiyama ↦ he knows you’re hot. he knows some may look at your hand in his and wonder how the hell he managed to bag you. but despite that, choji feels secure in your relationship, so when someone is hitting on you, it doesn’t faze him. even when the man’s eyes fall lower than your chin he doesn’t particularly mind; he knows that’s his body, and this jerk would never have a chance. but choji does keep a close eye on the man’s hands, just in case he gets a little too gutsy in the face of choji’s apparent indifference. choji will drop him in .2 seconds.

kiryu mitsuki ↦ kiryu is one of the most mellow guys you’ve ever met. he’s soft spoken and gentle, and despite his inclusion in bofurin, he doesn’t particularly enjoy violence. as such, he’s not aggressive when another guy is hitting on you. he keeps a hand on you, however — wether it’s by holding yours or placing an arm around your waist, he subtly shows the guy that you are indeed taken. and just because he doesn’t particularly enjoy violence doesn’t mean he won’t lay a man flat should he get too ballsy.

suo hayato ↦ suo looks as unaffected as ever; that charming smile still fixed on his face, head tilted only slightly and visible eye closed — but rest assured, he is assessing everything about the man. he’s assessing his stance, his body, his intentions. suo isn’t irked by men hitting on you or checking you out. it’s just something that will happen, and in some ways, it makes suo feel good — because then he has that internal pleasure of being the arm you’re hanging off of. but he doesn’t do well with others trying to touch; that’s a hard no-no. suo will make him eat sand if he tries.

↳ don’t think about it, dude. just don’t. he puts off a presence so large and dangerous that no one would dare approach you — and the ones who do are pissing their trunks only seconds later.

hajime umemiya ↦ umemiya is very intimidating — even more so when he’s around you. of course, when he’s interacting with you it’s similar to watching a lovestruck puppy yap and bounce around their owner; but when he catches the gaze of a man who’s looking a little too intently at you, his entire demeanor changes. he looks less like a puppy and more like a snarling wolf ready to pounce. it certainly deters any potential suitors from you — and the ones who do get gutsy enough to approach when they believe he’s out of earshot are quickly scared away by a sudden and rather aggressive return. again, don’t even think about it, dude.

jo togame ↦ he’s been glued to your side since you arrived at the beach, scoping out the crowd of people from behind dark shades when he wasn’t paying attention to you. togame keeps his eyes primarily on the swarm of men that seem to be inching just slightly closer to your spot on the beach — he’s already caught a few staring openly at you, prompting him to squeeze you close to his body or pull you in for a kiss every time he did. he’s possessive, he can’t help that. and from the way you giggle and stare up at him all dazed, he gets the feeling you don’t mind it one bit.

omfg I had way too much fun imagining a beach day with all of these boys. like the way they would interact with each other urggghhh <3 amusement part headcanons next anyone?

#wind breaker #wind breaker x reader #jo togame x reader #hajime umemiya x reader #haruka sakura x reader #hayato suo x reader #nirei akihiko x reader #ren kaji x reader #mitsuki kiryu x reader #choji tomiyama x reader #hiragi toma x reader

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diorchids · 2 days

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PUT 'EM IN MY MOUTH. PLEASE?

★ patrick zweig x reader !

sex with your fingers in his mouth.

cw: unprotected sex, established relationship, university!patrick, fingermouthing, sub!patrick, praise kink, fem!reader, tennisplayer!reader, swearing, dumbification (well… sorta kinda!)

patrick loves your fingers. on the court, you’d stick your middle up with a smile when he’d loudly critique your serve, and that made him oh, so hungry.

“pat… you were being so needy today, weren’t you?” you teased, squeezing his thick cock as you spoke. he nodded, staring at your body perversely with no shame.. "i was… i…” he stammered, reaching up to grab onto your hips as you lowered yourself onto his drooling cock.

“so—so wet, mama,” he groaned, feeling the tip of his cock pushing into your tight entrance. he loved this—whatever it was. fucking every day after classes becoming a regular thing for you two. today was like any other.

you sunk onto him perfectly, slick cunt swallowing his swollen length as you cooed to him in his dazed state. he moaned loudly, feeling his cock being squeezed and caressed by your tight walls, making him tremble from the mere feeling. "oh… fuck… you're so tight, so perfect," he praised, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he starts to thrust upwards, filling you.

you slowly snaked your fingers up his chest, stopping just under his mouth before he opened it immediately for you to stick them in.

he closed his eyes and lovingly sucked on your fingers, tasting you while moaning in pleasure. “could tell you need this, hm, pat?” his poor cock twitched deep in your walls as he bucked his hips up into you. he looked up at you, eyes full of pure desperation as you pushed your fingers deeper into his mouth. “needed this so bad.”

“that’s good. you deserve it, pat.”

he groaned as he felt his cock being buried deeper into you, your long fingers being pushed farther into his mouth, you making him experience waves of overwhelming pleasure. "mhm… fuck… that's so good…" his muffled moans were beautiful, hips thrusting faster as his cock twitches in excitement. the way you’d scissor his tongue between your fingers and grind your hips at just the right angle pushed him over the edge.

“bet you wanna cum… been holdin’ off, need to let go,” you pushed your digits deeper into his mouth, reaching his throat as his eyes threatened to squeeze shut, but he couldn’t miss this. the view of you—so god-like on top of him, boobs bouncing as you fucked yourself on him, fingers drawing back and forth in his throat—made his dick twitch one last time. you’re too much.

he looked up at you, his eyes needy, running over your body.. "that’s it, give it to me, pat," you nodded as he pumped deeper into you, rubbing your swollen clit with one hand as the other swirled around his tongue.

at your disgusting words, he felt his climax building inside him, his balls tightening and his cock throbbing deep inside your velvety walls. "cummin!" he groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent and desperate as he felt himself reaching the edge. "f-fuck!"

he let out a loud moan as he felt himself releasing inside you, filling you with his hot, thick cum. "s-so good…" he panted, his hips still thrusting as he rode out his orgasm. "you're so fucking good…”

your roommate found you two passed out, his arms wrapped around you as you slept soundly.

hot damn, you were addictive.

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scuderiahalf · 1 day

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brother's prejudice — max fewtrell

pairings. max fewtrell x norris!fem!reader, lando norris x twin!fem!reader

summary. you have always been happy to support lando in any way you can but when he can't give that same support back when your relationship with his best friend is revealed, you're left wondering if your relationship with your twin brother will ever be the same. 4.2k, 18+

playlist. "idfc" by blackbear, "the heart wants what it wants" by selena gomez, "our song" by taylor swift, "it will come back" by hozier, "make me like you" by gwen stefani

warnings. lando's a bit of a dick but he makes up for it, censored oral (male receiving)

. . .

"Do you want me to suck your dick or do you want to watch Markiplier?"

"Do you want an honest answer?"

You huffed, and started to get out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower."

"No, baby, I'm just kidding."

Max grabbed hold of your hand before you even fully got to your feet. He tugged you back onto the mattress, pushed you down and hovered over you.

"You're too late. The moment is gone," you said.

"I'm sorry."

He tried to kiss you but only got your cheek when you turned your head to the side.

"Baby, don't be like that. C'mon."

He kissed your neck and your breath caught in your throat because you were just a girl. You were just a weak girl when it came to Max.

"I love you," he said into the skin of your neck.

"Hm," you pretended to consider it, "Apology accepted. Lay down, drama queen."

You pushed at Max's shoulder and he let you get on top of him. You grabbed a hair tie from the nightstand to pull your hair back with.

Max let his hands slide under your shirt—which was actually his shirt, which was why he was only in his sleep shorts at the moment. He freely let himself feel you up as you tied your hair up, squeezing your thighs and hips, your ass and up to your boobs.

"You've got to stop groping me if you want me to give you a blowjob."

"But you know how much I love groping you."

You laughed and pulled his hands out of your shirt. You intertwined your fingers with his, leaned down to kiss his nose.

"You're really making it seem like you don't want me to suck you off."

"I never said that."

You kissed the knuckles on each of Max's hands before shimmying further down the bed, pulling the blankets with you. Soon, the only sounds in the room were Max's sighs of pleasure and the lewd, wet noises coming from your mouth.

Then, someone with the spare keycard to Max's hotel room unlocked the door and entered without knocking.

"Max, mate, the plane's leaving at ten, not eleven, apparently. I tried texting you in the group chat but—what. The. Fuck."

Thank god Lando was a naturally loud individual, giving just enough time for you to sit up and wipe your mouth, for Max to pull his shorts back up. You both faced Lando with similar caught expressions, still tangled up in bed together but thankfully without your lips currently around Max’s dick.

"Are you actually kidding me? My sister? What the fuck, mate?"

You jumped in to try and defuse the situation before it escalated. "Lando, just wait a second. Let me explain—"

Lando cut you a harsh glare. "I'm not fucking talking to you. We can talk about you acting like a slag later."

You drew back, more than a little hurt at your twin's words and the tone in which he said them.

"Don't talk to her like that," Max stood up for you.

"That's really what you're worried about right now?"

"That you're calling your sister a slag? Yeah, it is."

"What the fuck is going on? You get busy with the one girl that has always been off limits and you think you're some sort of knight in shining armor?"

"Let's just all wait a second. Yeah? Let's just take a breath."

“Shut up, Y/N.”

“Lando, if you think—“

“Please don’t argue, Max—“

“He’s being a fucking dick to you, Y/N—“

“I’m being the dick? You’re shagging my sister—“

“That’s no excuse to talk to her like that—“

“It’s not like that—“

“How long has this been going on?”

“Lando, just listen—“

“Ten months.”

You close your eyes.

“TEN MONTHS!”

The flight back home was going to be a long one.

“You really don’t have to come.”

“Do you not want me to?”

“No, I do but… Lando is going to be there.”

“And you don’t trust him not to cause a scene?”

“I don’t know if I trust either of you not to get into a shouting match in front of our parents.”

You were already dressed and ready to go to your parents for dinner. You sat on the bathroom counter as Max finished getting ready. He was fixing his hair, the last step before he would be done, also.

You watched as the gentle, concentrated furrow in his brow deepened to one of anger. “He called you a slag, Y/N. I don’t care if he’s your brother; that’s not okay.”

“He said I was acting like a slag—“

“Same difference.”

“—and he didn’t mean it. He was just caught off guard. I did go behind his back…”

“Don’t paint him as the victim. Admittedly, we probably should have told him sooner but that doesn’t mean he gets it be a dick about it.”

Max momentarily abandoned his hair to squeeze your knee.

“You have to stop making excuses for him.”

“He’s my brother.”

“And he has always walked all over you. When was the last time he properly apologized to you for anything?"

“Max…”

This wasn’t the first time Max had brought this up and every time, you deflected or excused everything Max tried to shine a light on. Lando was Max’s best friend but he was your brother, your twin brother. You had never not known him.

Lando was integral in who you were as a person. You were made as a pair. You grew up as a pair. You had always had each other. He was your built in best friend. You always had his back, no matter what.

If you were a pushover, if you let Lando tease you and speak to you in ways you’d never let anyone else, if you tolerated things from him you that you shouldn’t, then that was your decision.

Max didn’t understand that. He didn’t seem capable of understanding the complex workings of your relationship with your twin. You would do anything for Lando, regardless of what it would mean for you, and you were fine with that.

That was how it had always been: Lando, the showman, and you, the supportive sister. Even back when you were karting together, Lando was out front and you were playing defense to protect his position.

You celebrated his victories more than you ever celebrated your own but that was fine. He was your brother and you loved him.

“Okay, fine. Whatever,” Max relented on that front. “But this is a step too far. He doesn’t get to act like a petulant little kid because I’m dating you. Calling you names and running away to Monaco when he’s meant to be filming with Quadrant. He’s being ridiculous.”

Some part of you knew the punishment of Lando ignoring you for the past month didn’t fit the crime of not telling him you were dating Max. The bigger, more conscious part of you felt like carving “traitor” into your forearm with a steak knife and hoping the pain would make your brother forgive you.

Your messages to Lando had become a wall of blue, full of apologies, begging to let you explain, attempts at striking up a conversation like normal, asking if he had meant to cancel your plane ticket to the Azerbaijan Grand Prix followed by even more apologies and then congratulations on a race well done.

You played with your fingers the whole car ride. Max reached over at one point after you had started picking at your cuticles to kiss the back of your hand and hold it the rest of the way, making idle talk that did nothing to distract you from what you were headed towards.

After Lando found you two in Max’s hotel room and the ensuing argument got heated on both of the boys’ sides, Max stayed with you for a few days. When he finally went back to his and Lando’s London flat hoping to talk things out before filming for Quadrant, Lando had cleared out.

He posted a rather passive aggressive Instagram story a few days later about “real friends” featuring some other F1 drivers all holding padel rackets. Max had not been happy when he found you torn up over it, shedding tears over the fear that you had lost your brother.

You had always been sensitive. Quick to cry, quick to care, quick to get attached, quick to get hurt. Lando poked fun at you for it your entire lives but he was also the first to jump in and defend you whenever anyone else said anything to you.

Lando’s distance over the last few weeks hurt. Like, physically hurt. You would see something that you thought he would find funny and go to text him about it just to remember he was giving you the silent treatment and your chest would hurt for the next several hours as you waited on a reply that never came.

Despite it all, when you saw Lando stood in the kitchen with your mom, the first time you had seen him in over three weeks, you couldn't help but smile.

He was halfway to returning it, as if on instinct alone. Then, he noticed Max at your back and his face fell devoid of any sort of pleased emotion. Your own smile fell, chest starting to ache again.

“Y/N darling, there you are.” Your mom came over to hug you and kiss your cheek, then did the same to Max. “And Max! Your best be treating my girl right.”

"Of course, Mrs Norris."

"Stop it with that; I've told you to call me Cisca."

"Mum knows?" Lando said. "You already told mum? Did she know before I did?"

You drew a sharp breath. It was difficult to talk to Lando when his tone was both wounded and accusatory.

"She called me not long after you boys had your spat," your mom explained, "Told me all about her and Max and I couldn't be more pleased. I always knew you fancied him, Y/N, even back in your karting days."

"Muuuum," you groaned, embarrassed even if Max already knew how long you had been crushing on him.

Max laughed and kissed your cheek. "The Shield fancied me."

"Shut up."

“The Shield” was the cringe-worthy nickname that karting media outlets had given you back in the day on account of how difficult it was to overtake you. So much of your karting career had been defense for Lando but you always felt a little victorious whenever you made a boy mad about getting beat by you simply because he couldn't get around you.

You could have gone far in racing if you hadn't quit after a single season of F4.

Lando gagged at Max's display of affection.

Max zeroed in on him, eyes sharp and mouth opening to call him out. You caught his shirt between your fingers, silently reminding him that he had promised not to start a fight. He looked mighty unhappy about it, but Max let his chest deflate and followed you into the dining room to help your other siblings set the table.

Ten minutes later, you all sat down to eat.

This was not the first time Max had dinner with your family. It had become such a common occurrence that it didn't cross any of your minds that your typical seating arrangement had your dad at one head of the table, your mom at the other, your older brother and sisters on one side, and you, Lando, and Max on the other, in that order, always with Lando between you.

Even dating Max, you didn’t think to sit next to him because that was Lando’s seat. It didn’t even cross your mind that it might not have been the best decision to sit your twin next to his best friend who had gone behind his back to date you for months without telling him but it was too late for that.

Lando was the last to sit down after going to retrieve the forgotten napkins. You considered swapping seats last minute as he hesitated over the dining room threshold, then thought better of making a scene and resigned yourself to a torturous dinner without being able to hold Max's hand through it all.

After getting caught by Lando, you had told your mom about you and Max. She had obviously clued your father in but you weren't sure which of your siblings knew the full extent of what went down when Lando found out.

Oliver and Cisca seemed oblivious enough, even if they were casting confused glances at you, Lando and, Max, trying to figure out why the three of you weren't speaking to each other. However, Flo was keeping an awfully watchful eye on your twin and boyfriend, as though waiting for the show to begin.

Table talk was casual and nearly pleasant. With Lando uncharacteristically silent beside you, and Max refusing to so much as look at his best friend, you couldn't fully enjoy spending time with your family while they were all together.

Max caught your eye behind Lando. He gave you a smile, one you couldn't quite return. Lando leaned back and got in the way of your eyeline to Max. You turned back to your food, continuing to pick at the delicious pork your mom had cooked but not able to enjoy it.

"Max, what of you?"

"Sorry?" Max was about as clueless to the conversation at hand as you were.

"Do you have plans to visit Monaco any more this year?"

They must have been talking about the trip your parents and youngest sister would be taking to Monaco during Cisca's summer break. You had planned on taking time off work to go with them, as well as with Max later in the year, closer to the end of the F1 season to attend a few races and help film some Quadrant content.

"Are you and Y/N going sometime together, possibly?"

It was a harmless enough suggestion from your mother. She probably only wanted to try and get Lando and Max to say a word to each other.

Then, despite having already agreed to house both of you later in the year, Lando said, "They haven't mentioned anything."

You really were not enjoying this dinner.

It was getting harder and harder to have all your siblings in the same place as you all got older. Only Cisca lived at home now and she was going off to uni in Manchester next year.

You missed when being with your family was easy, when you didn't even have to think about it. You missed your childhood bedroom that was now the second guest bedroom, your and Lando's bunk beds long gone.

You missed your brother terribly, even if it had only been about three and a half weeks since contact was cut. You didn't want to lose him to something like this but at the same time, you couldn't imagine letting Max go.

Max made you so happy. Couldn't Lando see that? Couldn't he see how in love you were? Couldn't he accept your and Max's relationship for the sake of not wanting to lose his twin sister and best friend?

You would do anything for Lando. You had given up so much for him. You supported him at every twist and turn of your lives. You just wanted things to be okay again.

"Y/N darling, what’s wrong?"

Your mom’s question was quiet, meant to not attract anyone’s attention. But Lando and Max were both quiet, too, in unsettling amounts from the two of them. They both looked at you just in time to see you wiping at your cheek.

"I'm fine."

Except you weren't fine. You were sad and nostalgic and sick of feeling that way and now you were all teary. You just wanted a nice dinner with your family where the two men you loved most in the world acted normal and you didn't start randomly crying at the dining table.

Lando put his hand on your arm. "Y/N/N, are you alright?"

Like his touch finally shook loose something inside you that you had been holding back since the hotel argument or maybe even longer, you rounded on your twin brother.

"No, I'm not alright! How could I be alright when you're acting like this?"

Lando immediately threw his walls back up, going on defense. "You and Max went behind my back."

"And that means you get to throw a month long hissy fit over it?"

"You've been dating for ten months!"

"It's actually eleven, now, mate."

Lando turned to shoot a glare at your boyfriend. "Shut up, Max."

"Stop being a dick, Lando! Just stop! Yes, we should have told you sooner. Yes, I'm sorry you found out like you did. But that doesn't mean you get to treat me, treat us like this."

"How am I supposed to react?"

"You're supposed to get over the initial shock and be happy that two of the people you care about are happy together."

(On the other side of the table, Cisca leaned closer to Oliver. "When did Y/N and Max start dating?"

"I think he said eleven months ago."

"That long and they haven't told us?"

Flo shushed them both. "Shut up; I'm trying to watch.")

"How am I meant to be happy about you two lying to me for the last year?" Lando demanded.

"I have been trying to apologize and talk to you about that for the last month and you haven't let me! You ran off to Monaco, ditched your Quadrant responsibilities, and left me thinking that I'd ruined things forever. That's such a dick move, Lando! Fuck—"

You were crying again. You wiped angrily at your cheeks, wanting to be taken seriously and get your point across but it was difficult when you had tears running down your face.

"You can't just ditch me like that when things get rough. It's not fair when I've been there with you through everything. I have never not supported you. I have always been there for you. I quit racing so that you wouldn't get passed over. But the second I do something you don't like, you can't give me even an ounce of support in return."

"What do you mean you quit racing so I wouldn't get passed over?"

Your chest went still, blood running cold. Shit. Shit shit shit, Lando was never meant to know about that. You had never planned on telling him. Never ever. Not even when you were old and saggy and there would be no consequences. You were meant to take that secret to the grave.

"That's not what's important. I don't understand—"

"What did you mean, Y/N?"

You gulped. "It's nothing. It was a long time ago, anyway. It doesn't matter."

"Y/N."

"Me? You want to sign me?"

The Josef Kaufmann Racing representative grinned at your bewilderment. "Yes, you."

"No way. Are you serious?"

"Completely. It obviously won't be set in stone today and we'll need to speak with your parent or guardian but Carlin would be lucky to have you on our roster next season."

"Oh my god. No way!"

You had been worried about next season as all the 2015 series were nearing their ends and you had yet to have been scouted by any teams. Your contract with Mücke Motorsport was coming to an end after this season but now you had been offered a seat in the next level of racing, at the same team your brother was in talks with, no less.

"Oh, this is great! Lando and I will still be on the same team. You know, my brother and I have always walked about being on the same F1 team. That would be crazy, obviously, but this is just like that but on a smaller scale."

"We'd not be giving your brother a seat."

Your excitement was gone in an instant. "Sorry?"

"Lando wouldn't have the seat in Formula Renault. It would be yours, instead."

"You're offering me... my brother's seat."

"That is correct."

Just like that, you let your career die. "I don't want it, then."

The rep blinked at you. "What?"

"Give the seat to Lando. He's who you want. He's the better driver. He has always finished before me."

"He would not have if you were not defending his position. Josef Kaufmann would rather have you driving for them next year."

"I don't want the seat. Give it to Lando. I was planning on quitting racing, anyway. Sign Lando for next year. He'll do well for you."

"Y/N, what the actual fuck?"

You ducked your head. "Don't blow it out of proportion."

"You gave away you entire racing career at the drop of a hat because you didn't want to take a seat that I hadn't even been signed for yet? You— Why would you do that?"

"Because you're my brother."

Behind Lando, Max was staring at you, wide-eyed. All around the table, your family openly stared at you in shock, not quite able to believe the real reason you had suddenly dropped out of racing.

The reason you had given was that you had gotten bored of it. That you had only ever gotten into it because of Lando. That you didn’t want to constantly be in competition with your brother. That when Lando got famous, you didn’t want to be his lesser racing counterpart.

There may have been some truth in those excuses but the whole truth was this: you had been offered the seat Lando was negotiating for and you would not take it from him. You loved racing; you did not love it more than you loved your brother.

“Y/N, I… I honestly don’t even know what to say.”

“You could start with an apology,” Max offered.

“To both of us,” you added.

Max leaned back in his chair. “I’m good back here. Worry about me later.”

“No, she’s right,” Lando said. “I’ve been a real dick to both of you over the last few weeks. You guys didn’t deserve that. I’m sorry. It’s just that I’ve always had Max as my chosen best friend and you, Y/N, as my built in best friend but then you guys started getting closer. Then, I found out you’re together and it’s like, what do you need me for if you have each other?”

Any anger you may have been holding onto melted into sympathy. “Aw, Lando—“

“You are so fucking thick, mate,” Max cut in. “You think I’m going to treat my girlfriend the same way I treat your dumbass? I need a platonic best friend just as much as I need a romantic one.”

You laughed at the face Lando pulled.

“If you start referring to us as your platonic and romantic best friends, I’m fleeing to Monaco again.”

“It’s too late. It’s already started, platonic best friend.”

“Eugh, this is terrible. Go back to being awkward acquaintances, please.”

“I love her, mate. There’s no going back from that.”

You loved Max. Wholly and truly you did. How well he got along with Lando was just the icing on the cake, another thing to add onto the list of reasons you were stupidly in love with him.

Your lovesick expression must have been quite obvious because suddenly Lando was shoving your head to the side with a hand over your face.

“Oh my god, don’t look at him like that—I’m gonna barf.”

(Oliver had gone back to his food.

Cisca was still watching, confused. “Wait, so Y/N and Max have been dating for eleven months and not even Lando knew? Why?”

“Apparently, it was an oversight.”

Flo speared an asparagus. “This is better than any TV show I’ve watched all year.”

“You’re enjoying this too much,” Oliver said.

“I’m the only one enjoying this the correct amount. I’ve been waiting for Lando to stop cockblocking Y/N and Max since 2014. I am allowed to be entertained by their drama.”)

“Can we circle back to the whole quit racing because of Lando thing?” Max asked, “Because what the fuck, babe?”

“You quit racing, too!”

“Because I was burnt out, not because I would rather throw my entire career away than make my brother momentarily unhappy while other teams jumped at the opportunity to sign him up.”

“It’s fine! I mean, look at where Lando is now. Season number five of Formula One! It all worked out in the end.”

“Are you really okay with us being together?”

You stood outside with Lando and Max after dinner had finished up. Your parents were loading the dishwasher, Oliver was driving off down the street, and Flo was finishing up doing something with Cisca inside. The three of you were finally able to talk privately.

Lando was quiet for a while after your question. He still seemed a little hesitant but it wasn’t anywhere near how he had reacted in the hotel. He glanced down at where you were holding Max’s hand, then looked away, still thinking.

“You’re not allowed to have sex while I’m in the flat,” is what Lando eventually decided on saying.

Max, unimpressed, said, “It’s a bit late for that, mate.”

“Oh my god,” you muttered, covering your face with your hands.

Lando yelled his displeasure quite loudly. Max just laughed at him, not at all apologetic.

Even if your face was burning, at least you knew things would be okay. You had your brother back. Max had his best friend back. And Lando had both of you back.

The three of you were messy and intertwined but you would be okay.

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beombear13 · 3 days

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Yunho Head Canons!

genre: smut

warning: cock slapping, voyeurism, hand kink, choking, phone calls while fucking (idk what to call that maybe voyeurism idk), crying, face fucking

a/n: posting multiple times in a day because I’m bored and these are all short and just random drafts lmao 🥱 0.5k

Peppers 🌶️

Yunho who slaps your face with his cock before shoving it in your mouth roughly. He roughly fucks into your mouth, thrusting over and over again. He pulls out shortly, not giving you enough time to breathe before shoving it back in until he comes.

Yunho who wraps his large and veiny around your neck as he fucks into your tight pussy ruthless. Your legs were pushed against your chest when he wrapped his arm around your neck, continuing to fuck into you. Your eyes quickly rolled into the back of your head when Yunho was about to cum. The hand on your waist gripped tighter as did the one around your neck.

Yunho who fucks you harder the moment you get a phone call from one of your close friends; Jongho. You were in doggy with your face in the pillows when your phone rang. “Pick it up,” he said drilling into you. He slowed down for a moment when you first answered. Jongho was ranting on about some computer game that you both like to play, talking about how it wasn’t the same without you and how you guys should play later. Yunho got tired of the constant talking and snapped his hips into yours which caused you to double down into the pillows. You let out a lewd moan, concerning Jongho. “Are you ok, Y/n?” Yunho continued to fuck into you which made it hard. “I-I’m good, J-Jongho. May- oh shit, maybe now isn’t a very good time. Goodbye, Jongho.” You said quickly before hanging up. He left confused on the other end. But Yunho sped up more and you completely fell apart.

Yunho who brings you to the dance studio to watch him practice alone. He notices how you rub your thighs together as he dances. Later, he would be pressing you up against the wall and fucking into you from before.

Yunho who wants to play a game with you to see who can last the longest. He makes you ride him to see who can beak first. He was so close but he held you down by your hips and thrusted upwards quickly. You were a screaming mess. When you told him he cheated, he made it up to you by doing anything you wanted him to do to you.

Yunho who shoved his fingers into your pussy over and over again just to watch the tears pour from your stinging eyes.

Yunho who pushes your face into the pillow and pull your ass up in the air. He would wrap his arms around your waist from under your legs and bend down to your wet and throbbing cunt. Yunho would proceed to flatten his tongue on your pussy, rubbing it back and forth to tease you.

Yunho who presses you up against the window of your apartment that overlooks the city. Your boobs smashing into the glass every thrust. Everyone being able to see you getting your back blown out ignites something in Yunho. Seeing all the people walking and the open curtains of their apartments only makes him fuck into you harder than before.

Yunho who drives his fingers into you in the backseat of the Uber because he can’t wait until you two get home. Being at the club and seeing the way your hips moved back and forth, he couldn’t stop himself from dragging you out 3 drinks in.

#kpop #smut #ateez #yunho #jeong yunho #ateez hard thoughts #ateez hard hours #ateez atiny #yunho x reader #yunho smut #yunho hard thoughts #yunho hard hours

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moonstruckme · 2 days

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hi! What about a fic if one of the Mauraders or TASM peter with a reader who's insecure about her big boobs? Like ik everyone thinks it's ideal but honestly sometimes it really sucks when shirts don't fit right or everything looks slutty or u can't go braless or alternatively a fic about their gf overhearing someone say they r an ass man but she has a small butt?

Thank you for requesting!

cw: insecurity around breast size

tasm!Peter Parker x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You’re looking in the mirror, and you want to feel good about yourself. Really, everything looks the way it should. Your hair looks better than it would on an average day, that new eyeshadow thing you tried actually turned out nicely, and your dress fits the way it’s supposed to.

Just, the way it’s supposed to fit doesn’t really seem right to you at the moment.

“Peter,” you call in the direction of the bathroom, “if I ask you about something, can you promise to be honest with me?”

You hear water splash in the shower, signaling your boyfriend is finally rinsing out his hair. In classic Peter fashion, he seems like he’s going to be late to his own banquet. Oscorp is having a formal event to recognize the achievements of their scientists this year. Peter’s done even more than most, and he’s expected to give a speech before the food comes out which you’ll be lucky to make at this rate. You were supposed to get ready together, but he’d spent the majority of the time flirting with you while you did your makeup in your pajamas.

“Duh, I’m always honest,” he calls back. The shower shuts off. “That’s why they call me your friendly, honest, neighborhood spider-man.” A pause. You wonder if he can sense the dry look you’re sending his way. “Fine, but I’m always honest with you. Shoot, sweetheart.”

“Okay.” You give yourself one final, disappointed look-over in the mirror before heading towards the bathroom door. “I’m serious, don’t sugarcoat anything, but do you think—”

The door swings open, and Peter’s right in front of you, beads of water still visible on his torso and a towel wrapped around his waist.

“—this is too slutty?” you finish, quieter, right as he blurts, “Oh my god.”

Peter blinks. His head does a tiny shake, as if trying to rid himself of a dizzy spell. “What?” he asks.

Probably not your best phrasing. “I just mean, is it too booby,” you try again. You have the urge to tuck your arms around your middle self-consciously, but you worry that would only make the boob predicament worse.

“Baby.” Peter’s still looking at you like you’re speaking another language. “What?”

You look down at your highly visible cleavage, then back up at him. “You know what I mean,” you say softly.

“Okay, speaking from a strictly male standpoint,” Peter says, unabashed as his eyes dip to where yours just where, “I can’t condone the idea that there is such a thing as too booby. But even if I was, like, a ninety-five year old conservative woman, I couldn’t—I would still think you look beautiful.”

Your heart balloons. It’s not a compliment you got much before you met Peter. Hot, sexy, sure, but not beautiful.

“God.” The word slips from your boyfriend’s mouth so softly it almost sounds like a prayer. His hands find your waist, skimming down the satiny material of your dress to rest on your hips. “You’re amazing, sweetheart. Is that the eyeshadow trick you were talking about?”

You nod, cheeks burning. “You watched me do it.”

“It looks different with the dress on,” he agrees. “Fuck. Not to be corny, but you’re seriously taking my breath away. I can’t breathe right now.”

A little laugh stutters out of you, and Peter smiles. He’s looking rather breathtaking himself, fresh-faced from the shower with a piece of damp hair still clinging to his forehead. You unstick it and comb it back in with the others already fluffed up after being toweled off. He smells like his shampoo.

“Can I kiss you,” he asks, “or will I mess up your makeup?”

“Be careful,” you warn, smiling as you lean in.

He is, but his hands give away his hunger, bunching in the fabric at the base of your spine to get you closer. He makes a low, needy sound in the back of his throat, and for half a second you wonder if it’s for your benefit but then you remember that he was right earlier. Peter is always honest with you.

You laugh when you pull away, going to get a bit of tissue paper to blot away the lipstick you’ve left on him. A glance in the bathroom mirror shows that yours is, thankfully, intact.

“Are you sure this dress will be appropriate?” you ask, less insecure now but still nervous as you wipe at Peter’s upper lip. “Regardless of how much you like it, it’s still a formal thing and I don’t want to be…indecent.” You cringe. There’s no word that sounds nice.

Your boyfriend’s brows furrow. His hands skim up your arms, and he looks like he’s about to reply when you fold the toilet paper and stick it between his lips. “Blot,” you murmur.

He does. “Baby.” He squeezes your upper arms, a silent request for you to look up at his eyes. You find them soft and earnest. “There’s nothing inappropriate about what you’re wearing. It is a formal thing, and you’re wearing a formal dress. You look beautiful.” That word again. Your cheeks burn. Peter kisses one of them. “No one is going to have anything to say about how you look other than how beautiful you are,” he promises.

You let the sincerity of his words seep into you, pooling like a warm drink in your belly. The inside of your lip finds its way between your teeth. Now you’re feeling bashful for other reasons.

It’s obvious by Peter’s grin that he can tell. He gives your arms another squeeze before moving you out of the way and going to where his clothes are laid out on the bed.

“Actually, that’s pretty convenient for me.” He discards the towel on the floor, slipping on a pair of boxers and then starting to button up his dress shirt. “You’ve just taken a whole bunch of pressure off my speech, sweetheart. No way anyone’s gonna be looking at me while I’m up there.”

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saesitoshi · 1 day

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BLLK BOYS! + “tits, boobs, or thighs?”

18+ slight nsfw, fluff.

ft. isagi, sae, aiku, reo, nagi, shidou.

a/n: im having blue lock brainrot and i cant escape them. YES, i had to write each one individually😊 kinda biased on reo.. hes my fav<3

MIGHT DO A PT. 2!!

➩ YOICHI ISAGI thighs.

he likes to think of himself as a gentleman, so he fears that staring at your ass or tits would make you uncomfortable. but from past experiences and from what hes seen, hes picked up that girls love having hands on their thighs. he loves resting his hands on your thighs and giving them an occasional squeeze. he doesnt care if your skinny, chubby, or overweight, he loves them, as much as he loves you.

“huh? honey, why are you asking me that, haha.” he scratches the back of his head, “if i had to be honest, i’d say your thighs, i love how squishy they are.”

he says as he kissed your cheek and hugged you tight, “i love you no matter what, baby <3.”

➩ ITOSHI SAE ass.

sae loves buying you expensive dresses, he likes bringing you to the fancy dinners or parties his co-workers invite him to. he loves the way the tight dresses he buys you complement your body and curves. he has you close by at all times and is very possessive of you, he finds himself holding you under his “wing” and putting his hands on your waist. he knows what he has and isnt scared to show it off, but he also knows youll be facing him the whole time, so he likes to show off his girl.

“hm. probably yer ass.” he said having the same nonchalant look on his face. “i like having those old geezers have something, they wish they could get, to look at. makes em reaal jealous. makes me the best for having such a beauty by my side.”

“i like showing off my trophies.”

➩ OLIVER AIKU tits.

aiku has a guilty pleasure of sucking on your boobs, he denies having a mommy kink, but he thinks it would be so fucking hot getting you pregnant and sucking milk out of your tits. hes not picky, but he prefers bigger boobs, he likes laying his head on them also, while fondling them.

“i hate to admit, but i fuckin’ love your tits, babe.” he looks up at you while he has his head on your chest.

“they’re jus so damn squishy and round, they sit so pretty, luv.”

➩ MIKAGE REO thighs.

growing up around money and wealthy people, the rich women he would encounter had always had some sort of plastic surgery/ procedure done, which he hated. he wanted a woman who had natural beauty, and a naturally beautiful personality to go with that. so when he met you, he fell in love, of course he couldn’t immediately act on it, not only fearing his parents disapprovement but he was scared that you would only like him for his money. but you guys hit it off just fine (a/n: i will prob write a fic ab this later, teehee.) present time, he is so inlove with you, he likes that you have natural features, of course paying no mind that you wear makeup or not, he loves you for you. he likes your thighs because its the only thing he knows a woman cant change about herself, he likes the naturalness that comes with them.

“Well, i love your thighs baby.. probably because i love laying on them, and i love how warm they are. so comfy too.” he kisses the top of your head.

“.. and cus i know thats the only thing you cant change about yourself so they’re mine forever<3.”

➩ SEISHIRO NAGI tits.

why? cus he likes the erocticness of them. (a/n: is that a word??) hes seen many video games with big busted women, so he’s always found them attractive, nagi also thinks its too much of a hassle to focus on anything else on the body, naturally boobs are the most prominent feature on a girls body, they easily stand out. so he just went with that. he personally likes to lay on them, alot. nagi would prefer smaller chested girls, mainly because he thinks theyre adorable, he would definitely belittle you because of it, since he is so used to seeing women with big boobs, he thinks small ones are less overwhelming, but cute.

“mm, probs yer boobs. i like the way they feel, like stress balls, i like that theyre not big, but not too small. theyre just right for me. theyre cute.”

he definitely was confused on why you were blushing but also mad at him. no girl wants her boyfriend to tell her she has a small chest!!!

➩ RYUSEI SHIDOU ass.

shidou loves slapping your ass. in public? hes gripping it. private? cupping it. around his friends? slapping it. there will never be a time where hes not doing something with your butt. this man is a sucker for doggy, and backshots, o how he loves them. he definitely makes u do reverse cowgirl as well. definitely unironically says “gyat” to you..

will eat ur butt. will do anal. hes that freaky..

“you seriously asking me dis? obviously yer fucking butt dude i love it, i could go onnn and on about how soft and jiggly it is. level 5 gyat mama.” he winked at you turning around, crouching down to get something from the fridge. you sprinted over to him just to slap his butt for revenge.. he did not like that. lets just say u wont he walking anytime soon!!

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youaresimplylovely · 2 days

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ok no but just like imagine...

dating your dad's best friend is probably the worst idea right..? RIGHT!? wrong. it was the best.

to say your dad was unsupportive was an understatement. he could not fathom seeing his little girl be with his best friend. then again he was thankful it was not some frat college boy.

you could remember the lines your dad said when you told him and boy was it hilarious. well for you, you like to think miguel thought the same too even if he was smug looking and had a smirk on his face.

"ay por favor! There are so many boys out there cariño! and out of all of them you chose miguel!?"

"you cabron better take care of my little girl! I don't care if we have almost 20 years of friendship!" your father's voice cracked, nearly sobbing from the sight of his little girl being taken away.

honestly, your relationship with him was great. older men are so much better, it's a fact. what you didn't expect is the amount of pda and lovey dovey. not that you weren't complaining it was just damn.

somehow recently, Miguel has a latest kink as you would call it. he would wrap his arms around your body, his face burying to your neck practically sniffing you out like a dog while he fidgets one of his gadgets.

it was so cute, you loved every moment of it, till you went on a cafe. the new cafe opened across town and you and miguel wanted to try it out and yes the whole way there he was clinging on to you and sniffing and peppering kisses all over you while again tinkering one of his gadgets.

once you entered the cafe, you immediately fell in love with. who wouldn't? it was such a minimalistic but cozy vibe. you smile, looking around, your hand reaching to softly caress Miguel's face that was leaning in against your shoulder.

you totally forgot that miguel was right behind you like a puppy. and you hadn't noticed that till the cashier smiles nervously, looking at you and miguel.

a nervous chuckle comes loudly out of your mouth as you try to smile. "um, one cappuccino please and uh miggy what do you want?" you look back at miguel.

"I don't know, get whatever baby girl." he says, pressing wet kisses against your neck.

you awkwardly turn your head back forward to face the cashier. "um two sugar cookies" you grin, hastily digging through your wallet to pay. you didn't even notice that you overpaid, you just dumped cash in front of the women.

while waiting for the order to be transacted which took forever, miguel was already sat down on a table. you let out a sigh of relief, smiling happily as you see him settling down and just tinkering his gadget.

finally after so long, your order was processed. a wave of relief ran over you as you give the cashier a more genuine smile which she reciprocated. you take the receipt and shoved it somewhere deep in your pocket as you head to you and miguel's table. while you were about to sit on the chair across miguel, you felt a strong grip on your wrist and that grip tugged and pulled you into his lap.

and he was back to peppering kisses all over your neck and sniffing your lustrous hair that he fucking loved so much but hey something's new! boob grabbing. yea, you didn't expect that. though he always does it well this is a first time in public.

you swear to the heavens and earth you could feel the glaring stares of the people in the cafe. you couldn't even do anything, you just smiled nervously at the people.

"miggy, are you stressed? you seem stressed" you utter in your most gentle tone with a small pout as you look at miguel. you didn't even stop him at first as he grabs and fondles your clothed boob.

"Lyla should really fix this shit" he mumbles, eyebrows furrowed and eyes fixed to the gadget he has been tinkering for the last 10 minutes.

he didn't even notice your presence and when he did he gave you the most charming smile ever still fondling your boob. "Huh? Oh, I am baby sort of" he says as he buries his face on your neck, this time leaving hickeys all over it.

honestly the fondling wasn't so bad so you just let him be since he was stressed. then, one boob fondling turned into two boob fondling. suddenly, his two hands are now grabbing and squeezing your plush tits but hey at least he's not tinkering his gadget anymore.

"miggy... we're in public.. people are staring.." you say softly, trying your hard to stifle the moan that was almost coming out of your mouth from pleasure even if he was just touching your tits that are fully clothed.

"isn't this a stress reliever cafe baby?" he says, hands still on your tits, roughly squeezing them a bit more.

"y-y-yes b-but miggy I don't think t-this is what t-they mean by stress relieving.." you stutter, chuckling nervously as you see a group of old women staring at you two with pure disgust.

you were right but he was not letting anyone stop him from de stressing with his favorite so called 'stress balls' a.k.a your boobs. "yeah well honey they should find their own de stressers like me which are your tits hm?" he says with a wide smirk on his face as he kisses your cheek while still fondling you.

you sigh in defeat, you wanted to do something but then again you don't want to cause fuck. your boyfriend is hot.

a/n: so not proofread T^T so sorry, literally just a random thought from my mind but hey I may or may not be starting some atsv fics! <3

#atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel ohara x y/n #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman astv #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara fic #miguel o'hara dbf #across the spiderverse

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mymindcreatedthis · 2 days

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The Captain(18+)

Leah Williamson x Reader

Warning: Smut, Language, unprotected sex, breeding, creampies, Throat pies, (Leah receiving) blowjob, Leah receiving head, Teasing, Postions: Missionary, Standing up, Doggy position.

Word count: 3,871

(*Y/n's pov*)

I blush darkly at the naked girl in front of me. She smirks and pushes me back onto the bed. She bites her lip and lays between my legs. She kisses and rubs my bulge over my shorts.

I moan in pleasure as she does this. "Mmm fuck."

The girl giggles. "Mmm so hard. I can feel you throbbing."

She playfully tugs at the waist band of my shorts silently asking for permission. I nod, I bite my lip and watch the beautiful Burnett slide my shorts and boxers down my legs and toss them off to the side.

My dick springs out once it's freed from its confinement. "Fuck baby, you're huge." Leah says as she measures my dick with her forearm.

I blush darkly. "T-Thanks."

Leah giggles, she slowly strokes my dick and swirls her tongue around the tip. I moan in pleasure as she does this.

"Relax baby, relax and enjoy." Leah says.

Once I'm hard Leah takes my dick in her mouth. I moan as Leah slowly bobs her head. "Mmm fuck just like that."

Leah hums against my dick, she wraps her arms around my thighs and bobs her head a bit faster. Leah chokes as gags a bit as my tip hits the back of her throat.

"S-Shit, just like that's, I'm gonna cum buckets." I moan in pleasure.

Leah plays with my balls as she bobs her head even faster. I moan, after another 5 minutes of an amazing blow job I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

"Leah baby.... I'm gon-" I'm unable to warn her in time. I bust my load in her mouth.

Throat pie:

I moan, my legs shake and buckle in pleasure as I finish inside Leah’s mouth. Leah chokes and gags a bit as I cum in her mouth.

I moan in pleasure coming down from my high as the last of my cum oozes inside her mouth. Leah swallows my load; she gets the rest of my cum. My dick falls from her mouth and falls limp.

Leah smiles and shows me a mouth full of cum. Cum drips down her chin. Leah smiles and swallows my load.

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I groan as my alarm blares through the room waking me up. I sigh, I roll over and turn off my alarm. I look around the room and don't see Leah. I smile as I hear humming and the shower running.

After a few minutes the bathroom door opens and Leah comes into the room. She smiles when she sees me. "Hey beautiful how'd you sleep?"

I smile as she greets me. "I slept good, how did you sleep?"

Leah smiles, she lays on my bed between my legs on her stomach and rests her hand on my thigh. I smile and look down at her, we hold eye contact for 10 minutes just looking at each other and smiling at each other. Her hand rubs my thigh.

"What do you have planned for today?, I smile and look down at her admiring her beauty.

(*Leah’s Pov*)

I woke up at 7:30 this morning. When I woke up Y/n was super hard and having a wet dream. She was moaning my name and stroking her dick. I bite my lip and squeeze my thighs together as I feel myself getting soaking wet. I take off my shorts and panties. I set them to the side and lay on my bed.

I rub my soaking wet folds. I moan quietly as I slip a finger in slowly touching myself to the side of Y/n jerking off.

"Mmm fuck." I moan in pleasure, I massage my boob. My legs shake a bit in pleasure, I bite my lip and slip in a second finger. I moan and finger myself a bit faster, Y/n moans in pleasure and cutely grips the sheets and moans a bit louder as she strokes her dick.

Y/n's breathing gets heavier letting me know she's close to cumming. Her face contorts, veins in her neck are visible as she continues jerking off. I moan in pleasure as I finger myself a bit faster.

"God oh fuck." I moan and take my finger out, I grab the pillow and hump/ grind against the pillow. I gasp and moan as I squirt on the pillow case and on the sheets, my legs shake and buckle a bit as I squirt.

I moan and grind against the pillow faster and rougher. I moan as I feel the knot in my stomach, fuck this felt Amazing. I've never touched myself like this before and never used a pillow before.

I moan as I reach my climax, I moan and slowly grind against the pillow riding out my high. I moan in pleasure as I finish myself off and come down from my high. My cum and juices cost the pillow case, Y/n moans loudly and cums like crazy.

Cum shoots up into the air and lands on her abs. Cum coats her fingers and hand as she slowly strokes her dick, the last of her cum oozing out. She cutely moans coming down from her high and falls back asleep.

I smile, and moan. My clit was sensitive, she was so cute and hot. Truth is I have a huge crush on Y/n she's my best friend. I'm scared to tell her cause I'm scared that I'll ruin our friendship. I couldn't help but check her out, her ass. Her ass looked so good in her kit shorts and boxers. Fuck don't even get me started on her abs.

Her abs are ripped and toned, I've had many dirty thoughts of me riding her abs and getting off on her abs. I love everything about her, her smile, her eyes, her laugh. She's just perfect in every way, I look over at her and smile as she sleeps. She looks so peaceful, I grab a new pair of clothes and go into the bathroom.

I close the door and lock it. I start the shower, and get in. I stand under the water, I close my eyes and let the water soak my hair and body. After 5 minutes, I start cleaning and washing my hair and then start cleaning and washing my body.

After a little while, I finish up in the shower. I turn off the shower and step out, I dry off and get dressed. As I'm getting dressed, I hear Y/n's alarm going off.

I brush my hair and teeth, once I finish I come back into the room. I smile as I see her awake. "Hey beautiful how did you sleep?" I ask her.

Y/n smiles. "I slept like a baby. How did you sleep?"

I smile. "I slept good too."

She smiles and looks at me. I smile and lay on her bed, I lay on my stomach between her legs. I rest my hand on her thigh, Y/n smiles and looks down at me. We both get lost in each others eyes, we both lay there for 10 minutes smiling at each other and getting lost in each others beauty.

I smile and rub her thigh. "Do we have any plans for today?" I ask her.

"I got training with the other keepers but other than that I'm free all day." Y/n says. "I gotta get ready though."

"Oh....Right." I giggle and move so she can get up and get ready. She grabs new clothes and goes into the bathroom. I bite my lip and check out her ass as she walks to the bathroom.

She gets changed, she brushes her teeth and hair and comes back into the bathroom. I shake the thought and put on my shoes and leave the room. I shoot Y/n a text letting her know that I was going out with Georgia and Beth for breakfast and coffee.

I get to the place and go inside. I find the girls, I smile and greet them. I smile and hug them.

(*Y/n's pov*)

I was panicking as I was getting dressed and ready for my day. I was having a gay panic attack, Leah was laying between my legs and rubbing my thigh. I don't know how she didn't see my bulge, my dick was throbbing.

I was fighting every urge to kiss her and take her right there. I was so in love with her but I was too much of a pussy to make a move. I'm in love with my best friend and I'm scared that I'll ruin my friendship if I make a move.

I meet the girls and assistant coach for our training. Training is 2 hours long, after 2 hours I go back to mine and Leah’s room. Leah still wasn't back yet c I take my shoes off and set them off to the side.

I walk over to my bed, as I'm walking to my bed I notice one of Leah’s pillows has a dried wet spot on it. I grab the pillow and look at it. It looked kind of wet still and fresh, I bite my lip and adjust to my shorts. I hold the pillow case up to my nose and take a big whiff of it.

"Leah you naughty girl." I moan as I smell the pillow. The pillow was covered in her juices, I lay on her bed. I take off my shorts and boxers and grab my sex toy, I slide my dick in my toy and slowly move the flesh light up and down on my dick as I sniff the pillow case.

I moan in pleasure and move the toy up and down faster as I smell the pillow case. "Mmm fuck." I close my eyes and picture her naked and grinding against the pillow. I moan as I move the toy up and down faster and faster. I picture her sweating and grinding against the pillow. Sweat dripping down her toned abs and face as she reaches up and massages her boobs and continues to get off in the pillow and moan my name.

I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. I snap back to reality when I hear the door to the room open and close, I open my eyes. I blush darkly and quickly drop the pillow case and cover myself as Leah sees me naked in her bed with the pillow case.

Leah’s mouth hangs open and she blushes darkly as she sees the site in front of her. "Ahh L-Leah W-What are you d-doing back?" I stutter and blush darkly in embarrassment.

Leah bites her lip and looks at my crotch. "W-What are you doing?" She asks.

I could tell she was turned on. "I'm sorry.... I found your s-stained pillow case. I couldn't help myself." I stutter in embarrassment.

Leah bites her lip. "Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" She asks.

"I didn't want to trouble you with it." I say, I bite my lip and she unbuttons her jeans and slides her jeans and panties down her legs and tosses them to the side.

Leah smirks, she takes off her shirt and bra and tosses them to the side. "Why the toy baby? You can just fuck me instead." She says seductively.

She sexily crawls towards me on the bed. Leah gently moves my hand and moves the blanket exposing my dick.

"Fuck baby, you're huge." Leah says as she measure my dick with her forearm.

"T-Thanks." I blush darkly.

"Mmm so big and hard." Leah says seductively.

Leah wraps her hand around my dick and slowly strokes my dick. I moan and lay back as she does this.

"Feel good?" Leah asks stroking my dick a bit faster.

"Mmm feels so good." I moan.

I moan in pleasure, once I'm hard Leah takes my dick in her mouth. The tip of my dick hits the back of her throat. Leah chokes and gags a bit, as she slowly bobs her head.

"Ugh fuck." I moan in pleasure.

Leah rests her heads on my thighs. She hums against my dick and bobs her head a bit faster. "Oh fuck Leah. Right there just like that." I moan.

I moan, I run my fingers through her hair and hold her hair up as she continues to give me head and sucks the soul out of my dick.

"Mm fuck I'm gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that." I moan in pleasure.

Leah takes my dick out of her mouth. "Cum in my mouth daddy. I'm thirsty, give me that cum." Leah says seductively as she strokes my dick. "Cum all over my tits and face. Cover my tits and face in cum." Leah says seductively.

Fuck that may have been the hottest thing I've heard. She spits all over my dick covering my dick in spit. Sis strokes my dick faster, I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. My breathing gets heavier letting her know that I'm close to cumming.

She takes my dick back in her mouth and bobs her head faster as she plays with my balls. I moan Loudly in pleasure and grip the sheets. After another minute of an amazing blowjob I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

Throat pie:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load in her mouth. Leah chokes and gags a bit as I cum in her mouth. Leah swallows my load, she gets the rest of my cum. My dick falls from her mouth.

Leah smiles and shows me a mouth full of cum. Some cum drips down her chin.

"Swallow my cum baby." I say and gently rub her chin.

Leah smiles and swallows my load. "Mmm tasty." Leah says, she smiles and kisses my dick and licks it. "Mmm you cum buckets." Leah says.

Leah pushes me back against the bed and straddles my lap. She lines my dick up with her pussy she pushes my tip in and slowly sinks down on my dick. She moans as she takes my length deep inside her.

"Mmm fuck." Leah moans.

I moan as I'm really deep inside her. "Mmm I thought you were big in my mouth. I feel full with you deep inside me." Leah says.

I moan and place my hands on her ass. Leah takes a moment to adjust to my size. Leah slowly slides up and down on my dick. I moan in pleasure, I take off my shirt and bra and toss them to the side.

Leah places her hands on my boobs. Leah massages my boobs a bit roughly as she rides my dick a bit faster. I moan in pleasure and slap her ass.

"Mm fuck, I love when you spank my ass." Leah moans.

I smirk, I didn't know Leah was into spanking. I moan and squeeze her ass as she continues to ride my dick. I moan and spank her ass, Leah moans and slides up and down in my dick faster.

"Ahh fuck right there." I moan in pleasure.

"You like that daddy? Does that feel good?" Leah asks seductively.

"Mmm feels so good." I moan.

"G-Good. You deserve a release, you've been so tense and stressed." Leah moans.

I moan in pleasure. "I-I'm S-Sorry."

"Don't apologize baby, it's okay. Everyone gets tense and stressed out." Leah moans. "My goal Keeper is Stressed. Let your captain help you out baby."

I moan, Leah slides up and down on my dick faster slamming her ass down. Her skin slapping against mine as I've moans echo throughout the room.

"Fill me up.... I'm not gonna stop riding you until you fill me up." Leah moans seductively.

I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. "Ahh fuck baby I'm closes." I moan l.

"Ahh me too, I'm gonna squirt." Leah moans loudly in pleasure.

Leah moans loudly in pleasure. Leah grips into the head board, she balances herself and rides my dick faster and faster. Leah moans loudly in pleasure and squirts all over the sheets, my lap and all over my abs.

I moan, Leah’s legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she squirts. I moan as I feel that all too Familiar feeling in my balls.

"Leah baby I'm gonna cum." I moan in pleasure.

"Yes fill me up. Fill me up with your cum." Leah moans in pleasure cutely begging me for my load.

Creampie #1:

I moan in pleasure, I can't take it anymore. I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her and paint her walls white.

"Mm fuck." Leah moans as I pump her full of cum filling her to the brim.

I help Leah ride out her high. Once we both come down from our highs Leah slowly gets off my dick. Cum immediately coats her folds and drips down her thighs and drips onto my sheets and onto my lap and dick.

I bite my lip and watch Leah lick the cum off my dick and lap and off my abs. I smile and flip us around. I lay Leah down in Missonary I smile and kiss her.

Leah smiles and kisses back. My tip rubs against her folds and pokes her inner thigh as I make out with her.

"Mmm put it back in baby." Leah says seductively she bites her lip and watches as I slide my dick back inside her pussy.

"Mm so wet and warm." I moan.

Leah giggles and kisses me. "Mmm I love your dick and cum deep inside me." Leah says.

I smile and rest my head against hers and look deep into her eyes as I slowly thrust in and out of her. Leah moans and wraps her legs around my waist holding me close leg trapping me so I can't pull out.

"Mmm fuck." I moan loudly in pleasure.

Leah smirks and looks deep into my eyes. "Mm plant your seed deep inside me, ugh fuck make me your personal cum dump." Leah moans loudly in pleasure.

"Yeah slut? You want my load deep inside you?" I ask teasing her.

"Yes, fill me up..... Fill me up." Leah begs.

My dick slips and falls out of her. "Put it back in, put it back in." Leah begs.

I quickly slide my dick back inside her. "Yes daddy, right there." Leah moans in pleasure.

"Mm fuck." I moan as I feel her walls clench around my dick.

"Mmm I'm gonna squirt." Leah Moans.

I smirk, I go at an angle and pound her g spot. Leah screams in pleasure and squirts like crazy, her legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she squirts. I smirk and pound her g spot faster and faster.

My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. “Leah baby.... I'm close." I moan.

"Yes cum in me, cum in me." Leah moans in pleasure.

Creampie #2:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I continue to shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her and fill her up.

"Mm fuck, so much cum." Leah moans.

I moan as I continue to cum inside her coming down from my high. I help Leah ride out her high, once we both come down from our highs I slowly pull out of her.

Cum oozes out of her, thick cum glazes her folds and oozes onto the bed. Leah smiles and gets up. She loves to the middle of the bed and gets on all fours. Cum oozes and drips onto the bed.

"Still got enough cum left for one more round?" Leah asks seductively and shakes her ass. I smirk and nod and move behind her.

I grab her ass and squeeze it a bit, Leah moans quietly as I squeeze her ass. I smirk and spank her ass, Leah moans in pleasure. "Mm yes spank my ass daddy. Please ugh spank my ass." Leah moans.

I smirk and spank her ass. "Like this?" I question.

"Yes just like that." Leah moans in pleasure.

"Mm so wet and warm." I moan in pleasure.

Leah giggles and moans. "Mmm fuck."

I place my hand on her hip and pull her hair with my other hand. Leah moans as I do this, I moan and slowly thrust in and out of her.

We both moan in pleasure. "F-Faster."

I thrust in and out of her faster and faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. We will probably be ambushed by the team tomorrow but fuck it.

"Fuck...Fuck....Fuck." Leah moans out with each thrust.

I moan, I dig my nails in her ass as I pound her g spot from behind. We both moan in pleasure as I go at an angle, and pound her g spot. Leah screams in pleasure and squirts like crazy again.

I moan, I don't think I can last much longer. I become a moaning mess as I feel her walls clench around my length letting me know she was close.

"Mm fuck." I moan.

I moan, I thrust into her faster and harder. My balls slap against her skin as our more fill the room.

"Fuck yes, give me your load." Leah moans.

I moan loudly in pleasure, I slap her ass. Leah giggles and moans. "Mmm fuck." Leah moans.

"Mm fuck baby I don't think I can last much longer." I moan.

"Don't you dare pull out." Leah moans.

"You're getting every load and every last drop." I moan in pleasure.

"Mmm yes please. I've been a good girl daddy, please make me your cum dump." Leah moans out.

I moan and dig my nails into her ass as I pound her faster and harder. I moan as I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

Creampie #3:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her painting her walls white.

I help Leah ride out her high, once we both come down from our highs I slowly pull out of her. Thick cum oozes out of her pussy and coats her folds and drips down her thighs and onto my dick and onto the bed.

"Mm fuck." Leah moans as my cum continues to leak out. I giggle and kiss her lovingly and deeply.

Leah lays with me and cuddles with me. I kiss her head, I hold her close to me and we end up falling asleep.

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hoeforhao · 1 day

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RED AND CREAM ✨️🧨🎈🩸Wonwoo Oneshot

pairing : military official wonwoo × fem!reader

genre : pwp, pure smut

warnings : mention of blood, unprotected sex ( wrap it up guys ) , creampie, abusive talks, minors DNI

author's note : so umm I kind of wrote this smut for someone but then thought why not post it with wonwoo in mind. Bear with the he(s) pls.

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As he stood there looking at her with dark clouded eyes with his hair all messed up from the intense fight, blood dripping down his knuckles onto his black boots, she saw the devil in him. The devil staring at her, telling her that he has finally came for his daughter. That he has finally found his worthy offspring to spread his bloodied rays into the world.

Stepping close to him, she looks into his red burning eyes as if she's gonna light him up on fire that very moment, as if she's going to draw out those popping veins in his eyes with her red nails.

Pushing his legs apart with hers she stands between them with her black heels on while her hands take his fist in hers and gently swipe off the blood off of them with her fingers and put them into her craving mouth, gently sucking onto them as if giving him the temptation of how she would treat his dick so good yet so rough between her cavities.

All this time her knees move up and down his already tightening up crotch, sometimes pushing it a bit too hard earning muffled up moans from him. Because he's a man. He cannot show how weak and needy his woman is making him feel now. Being done with sucking off all of his enemy's blood and injecting it into her system, her hands now move upto his neck to hold it tight and firm in place while her lips curve up into a satanic smile.

She quickly brings her mouth up to the bone protruding so prominent out of his neck and instantly plants her teeth onto the skin, pulling it with her canines making tears swell up in his eyes from the intense sting.

"If you thought I'll let his blood infuse into kine and make me impure, you're so wrong honey. I'll make sure that yours takes control on his and completely overpowers him. I want to see you overpower each and every individual on the face of this planet and be at the very top" and with that she bites into his skin at animalistic force and draws out blood like a vampire feasting on its meal after ages. As if a blood thirsty demon got the first taste of vanilla sweet blood burning with rage finally on her lips, all the while he cannot touch her or do anything to her because he was pinned down.

But she very well knew that she would be overturned in a minute if he truly tried for it. Having had enough of his woman being a brat he finally engulfed her legs by his and pushed her down onto the floor. He stood tall before her, while she lay on the cold marble with a sinister smirk knowing quite well what was coming next.

Bending down to her level the very first instinct he had was to rip off ever piece of clothing from her body, making her completely naked infront of the beast that was now to feast on the vulnerable little prey infront of him. Having his legs placed on both sides of her shaking ones, he took her lips in his. And no it was not a gentle kiss at all. It was a hungry, desperate one. One to prove how he will always have the upper hand over her, how she will just be a playtoy under him.

While his teeth pulled onto her lower lips, popping the slender veins there making blood drip down the corner of her mouth, his hands played with her boobs. More appropriately abused them. His nails drew deep and sharp around her supple jiggly skin, leaving behind deep rooted tracks of his invasion onto her body and soul and mind.

Shifting from her lips, he now focuses on slapping the living shit out of her breasts, earning constant pleas of mercy from her, knowing that the undertone in them was nothing but her asking for more brutality.

When he's finally done abusing her chest, leaving it all red with his hand prints, as if something turns in him and he gently places his mouth on her nipples and suckles onto it like a child feeding on his mother. But oh well isn't his entire persona deceiving? While his mouth work like a complete gentleman around her mounds, his fingers find her throbbing clit and aggressively rubs it's like it's some sort of enemy he needs slain down.

Her eyes rolled from the intense pain and pleasure that her body was feeling at the same time. She licks off her own blood from her mouth and slightly pushes up her head as if to see what is happening to her bare body, only to find that it's a red hill down there. Every part of her skin is burning aflame. And in that very painful moment, he quickly unzips the tent in his pants and brings out his rock hard dick to now graze up and down her sloppy cunt.

Never giving her the pleasure to feel him inside her, while she claws out his toned back, he slaps the tip of his dick onto her throbbing pussy and sometimes teases her hole with it by pressing it a bit down and taking it out immediately. Not being able to take the torment anymore she takes things into her hand and harshly slaps him across the face.

That was his last string. How dare a bitch have the audacity to slap a man like him. And with that he presses himself in her in seconds without any warning, without giving her the time to even adjust to him.

"You wanted it so bad you whore hmm? How you like daddy's dick tearing up your walls into shreds now huh" he runts into her soft delicate hole like a complete animal gone feral, like a tiger getting a good meat after days.

He could see tears rolling down her eyes onto the floor from his intense thrusts, him completely ruining her pussy for the new few days so that she remembers he is who she belongs to, every inch of her body belongs to him and is only for him to ravish and eat and feast on.

With one more push down her cunt, he feels his high riding him as he releases all his anger, frustration into her, making his cum ooze out of her swelled up walls, mixed with some traces of blood from the intense abuse.

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beatrixstonehill2 · 1 day

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"That's why I'm so excited for this stupid semester to be over! I'm trying to be a professional fashion model and the stupid guys at my university can't stop thinking with their cocks. It's kind of pathetic, really. But if in the meantime it placates these horny nerds and gives them something to play with and enjoy. On one hand..... I hate having these enormous cow-tits bouncing and jiggling every time I do literally anything. They're just so fat and swollen and sweaty..... God knows what boys see in silly stuff like this.

At any rate, like most universities these days our insurance is given out by the university and we're signed up for all kinds of programs and drug trials. You know, normal stuff. But I was oh so lucky enough to be selected for compulsory breast growth so my boobs can get big enough by the end of every semester that the surgery students can reduce my boobs back to a dignified girth. I shudder to think of all the money my family spent on tuition just for my body to be at the mercy of a bunch of horny med students.

Apparently the boys there had a crush on me, selected me and sent my info to the university insurance provider. So now for my whole time here at this school, earning my Bachelor's, my breasts will be subjected to this humiliating torment over and over. Imagine how mangled they'll be by the time I graduate? Might as well lop the things off by then...... I mean, just look at what I'm dealing with! Men play with them incessantly, whether through my clothes or they insist on pulling them out to have their fun. It is rather amusing, I'll admit. I like to stroke their faces and call them handsome as they handle my oversized breasts. I enjoy seeing them squirm, their cocks getting so big, a lot of boys cum in their pants simply from kneading and groping me. It's kind of empowering.....

And to think this is only after a couple months of these rapid-growth injections. Two months left. I could double in size. How will that even work? My poor back aches as it is. My boobs have huge stretch marks and look so swollen and red I tend to keep them covered. Boys don't seem to mind but other girls giggle and gossip. Then in another two months, when these hornball magnets are unbearably huge, I guess I'll be begging like a pathetic Hentai princess to not have to grow any bigger. For my captors to please stop forcing my body to expand! The med students will love hearing me beg. Then the whole university gets to watch my tits get dismantled, streamed live. I'll be flat chested again, given a couple weeks to recover, then I'll be given the injections yet again.

And this will be my life for over three more years! Forced to watch helplessly as my breasts grow to absurd, male-jerk-off-fantasy proportions, only to be chopped down to nothing, over and over. If these boys need so much practice why not line up all the busty girls and just chop off their breasts one by one like a regular community college? No.... instead these students see fit to get creative with me. So, I'll get the humiliating pleasure of growing massive blimp-tits every four months. I feel like my brain my start to crack..... Having to endure this for so long as I try to study and not look ridiculous in front of my peers. My growing breasts groped and pulled from my clothes, slapped around and fucked. I already feel like I'll never get the stink of cum out from between these sweaty, fat udders of mine. Even once the students chop them down to mincemeat in two months. I feel like a lab animal. Like all I am is this pair of breasts that exist solely for men to play with and torment and experiment on. Maybe instead of being a model I ought to donate my body for medical research, sign away my rights, and literally just become a pair of breasts for horny old doctors to run tests and trials on..... One thing at a time, I need to graduate first. Not for my diploma, but so I don't disappoint all these boys looking forward to four years of inflating and chopping off my boobs.... I simply can't abandon my purpose like that. ❤️"

#breast expansion #be #breast inflation #body modification kink #breast reduction kink #breast shrinking kink #medical kink

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Creamy vacation

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Pairing: Bf!Yeonjun x Reader (Idol au)

Genre: smut

Warnings: Reader is a female, squirting, degradation, use of (baby, babe, and honey sexually and non sexually), nipple play and sucking, Yeonjun’s really horny

a/n: Hi ya’ll Im back with another post. Hope you guys like it, enjoy! Btw this is a non requested fic!

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You and your boyfriend decided to go on a vacation since promotions stopped and his company gave a break to the group he’s in. You wanted to look the best as possible on your vacation. So you texted your friend to help you out in shopping for a few new outfits and swimsuits.

You met up with her at a mall and went to have lunch first. Once the two of you were done, she suggested to find a new swimsuit first. You agreed and went to a store that sold cute swim wear. The two of you split up to find swimsuits. Then you heard foot steps behind you, when you turned around you saw your friend holding up a two piece bathing suit.

It was a baby pink with white ruffles outlining the bottom of the bra and it has a matching skirt with the same white ruffles to match. It was quite revealing from your liking but you decided to go with it. With that, you and your friend thought it was the perfect swimsuit to wear on your trip. After purchasing it you both went to other stores to buy more clothes. Once you were finished you bid your goodbyes and you both went home

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The day of the trip came, you woke your sleepy boyfriend up and started to get ready. You wore one of the outfits you bought with your friend. After doing your hair and make up you guys drove to the airport. When you arrived it was almost your flight so you quickly stopped at a cafe to buy coffee and breakfast.

You boarded the plane on time and settled into your seats. “Are you excited baby” Yeonjun asked while smiling at you, “of course I am, we haven’t been on a trip let alone a proper date in months” you replied. He chuckled, “yeah I know baby, the important thing is we still get to spend time with each other” you smiled at his remark. Suddenly you could hear the captain announcing that the plane was about to take off. So you buckled your seatbelt and watched the view as you took off.

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When you arrived at the hotel your boyfriend suggested you go swimming on the beach nearby. You were excited since you remembered the new swimsuit you got. You quickly unpacked some clothes and went to the bathroom to change. After changing you styled your hair a bit and put on some lip balm before going out of the bathroom.

When you went out, your boyfriend’s jaw dropped. “You like?”you asked while spinning around, suddenly your boyfriend held your waist tightly and pulled you into a kiss. He kissed you roughly, you were in shock but melted into the kiss. You felt Yeonjun guiding you to the bed while his hands roam around your body.

You let out a small moan when you were pushed to the bed. The both of you completely forgot about swimming. Yeonjun started to grope your breasts through your top without breaking the kiss. He pulled the tied string holding your top together. He then removed your top and tossed it somewhere in the room.

He pulled away and moved down to leave hickeys on your boobs and neck. He left a trail of kisses from your breasts down to your upper thigh stopping at your cunt. He tugged on the bottom you were wearing “can I?” he asked. You nodded as he removed your bottom in one swift move. He then spread your legs open to reveal how wet you were. “Damn baby you’re so wet, I’ve barely done anything” without a warning he started to pump three fingers in your dripping hole.

You moaned at the sudden stretch. He started rubbing your clit with his free hand whilst keeping his quick speed. You felt your legs shake each time he would shove his fingers back inside you. After a few more pumps you felt him hit your g-spot which made you let out a dragged out moan.

“Yeah you like that slut?” Yeonjun teased while massaging your g-spot. You rolled your eyes back at the sensation of his fingers. Not long after, you felt your orgasm reaching “Baby, I-Im going to cu-cum” you said.

Unexpectedly, he pulled all of his fingers out and stopped rubbing your clit. You whined and tried grinding on his fingers to get back on your high. “Look at you, such a slut, trying to grind on my fingers. Can’t be patient huh hon?” he said teasingly. You pouted and he let out a small scoff.

He started to undress and tossed his swimming trunks on the floor along with your bathing suit. He then roughly turned you around to put you on all fours. In an instant, he bottomed out inside you. You let out a loud moan that the whole floor could hear.

He started at a slow pace, finding his rhythm, once he did, he picked up the speed. You moaned in the pillow underneath you and gripped the sheets. “Fuck your so tight even after I fingered you?” Yeonjun said in between thrusts. You let out a ‘mhm’ before moaning again.

You felt his grip on your waist tighten as his speed increased. You felt one of his hands reach down to play with your clit, rubbing fast circles on it. You screamed his name from the amount of pleasure you’re receiving. This made you near your high once again. “Honey I-Im gonna cum soon” you said in between moans.

“Cum when I cum baby” he said you whined as he started to lift your hips higher to reach deeper inside you. The next thing you knew he was filling you to the brim with cum. Your released followed as well. He thrusted a bit more before pulling out and spreading your ass cheeks open to see your pussy leaking with a mix of his and your cum.

He groaned at the sight as he started to lick your cunt. You let out a loud moan from overstimulation, but Yeonjun kept on going. Your legs felt weak, if it was ‘t for the strong grip of Yeonjun you would’ve collapsed. Yeonjun continued to eat you out like a mad man.

He then shoved two fingers into your dripping entrance which made you let out a scream. He massaged your g-spot while licking your clit. “Fuck yes! Yes Yeonjun!” You screamed. You could feel the smirk grow on his face at your remark.

You felt your high reaching for the third time today, “Fuck! Yeonjun Im cumming again!” once he heard that he increased the speed of his fingers and started sucking on your clit. After hitting your g-spot for the last time you came hard on his fingers. Some cum splashing on his face.

He turned you around and took a look at you. When you opened your eyes and saw him he had puffy red lips with a mix of saliva and cum coating it. At this point you were very sensitive and overstimulated.

Yeonjun leaned down gave you a peck before picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. He carefully placed you down in the shower while starting the hot water. You saw his dick grow hard again, when you looked up he captured you into a passionate kiss.

He then reached down to squeeze your ass, not breaking the kiss. He then pulled away “Fuck baby you’re so horny, letting me touch you even though you cummed two times today?” he teased “Mhm fuck yes, ca-can’t get enough of you” you said. He scoffed and left more hickeys on your body.

He then pressed you against the glass door and spread your legs. You moaned at the cold glass pressing against your sensitive nipples. He then pushed his dick into you without a warning. He started at a fast pace which had you moaning his name.

“Fuck! Yeonjun you feel so good!” you screamed “Yeah? You like that whore? Gonna cum on my cock for me again?” he said between your moans. You felt so fucked out but it felt so good having his dick deep inside you. You could hear the slight thud of the glass each thrust.

“Fuck this pussy is still so tight after all of that fucking” you clenched down harder on his cock that you’re practically choking it. He then pulled out and turned you around. He held the back of your upper thigh, “Jump baby” he said. You jumped, now you were leaning on the glass door with your legs held up by Yeonjun.

He aligned himself to your entrance and thrusted hard into you. You moaned loudly at the new angle, “shit! Jun it feels so fucking good!”. “Yeah you like this whore?” you moaned in agreement. He was thrusting into you hard and fast that you were bouncing up and down which increased the pleasure.

You could feel him staring at your bouncing tits as he fucked you stupid. He then leaned down and took one of your nipples and sucked them hard. You moaned his name continuously from this. The air in the shower was hot and you could see the fog building up. Moans and the sound of skin slapping filled the room. You heard Yeonjun pull away from your nipple with a lewd pop that made you moan.

You then felt your high again as you increased his speed. Without notice, he came hard in you making you moan loudly. You came hard as well covering his cock with cum. He then pulled out and gently placed you down. Then he roughly pushed you to lean against the foggy glass. He then spread your legs apart to take a look at your pussy. He then delivered a slap to your cunt making tears form in your eyes from the pleasure.

He suddenly shoved his cock in once again which made you squirm. “Don’t fucking move whore, didn’t you want this? Hm? To be fucked stupid?” he said with a stern voice. He was still as hard as a rock when you fucked you. You only let out babbles and incoherent words.

You were so fucked out and overstimulated. You felt your high reaching shortly after, but this felt different, it felt powerful and full of overwhelming pleasure. “Ah! Fuck! Yeonjun Im gonna cum again!” “Shh baby let it all out” he said while rubbing your clit roughly and pinching your clit. “Fuck!” you screamed before squirting all over his dick. He pulled out and rubbed your clit to help you ride out your high. He then came on your back shortly after.

Yeonjun held you up and helped clean you. Once the both of you were done you were placed gently on the bed. You heard Yeonjun join you as well, he leaned in your ear “you did so well for me today baby, so fucking hot” he said before pulling you in his chest to sleep. You both fell asleep the whole day and went out for dinner later on.

a/n: Hi guys I hoped you enjoyed. Tell me if you want a part two of this fic. Thats all thank you for reading!

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