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starstruckmiraclekitty · 1 year

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141 + LV & König Cumming Too Quick

Warnings: swearing, cumming, smut

A/N: Based on a few requests, I just complied this into one. I hope that's okay!!😊🩷 ( I also have seen these posts circling around, and everyone's is so good😭)

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Simon Ghost Riley-

It was late into the night when Simon tossed and turned restlessly in bed. He was beyond horny and couldn't help himself when his hands started to caress your body next to him.

You stirred awake, blinking the sleep from your eyes as you felt your husband's hands wandering your body.

"Love." He whispered as he softly ground his cock against your ass. "Need you."

You let out a sleepy moan before grabbing Simon's hand and laying it on your chest. Simon was never this needy, and his soft pleas sent heat straight to your core. "Please, Si."

He squeezed at the flesh of your breast before moving his other hand to pull down your panties. He ran his fingers along your folds, pleasantly surprised to find you already soaked for him. "Such a good girl."

He pulled down his own knickers and rubbed the tip of his cock along your folds, before pushing into you.

You cried out, leaning back into his chest more, your walls clenching around him. His hand flew to your hips, grasping at the flesh there.

"Fuck, love, please dont." Simon begged. Your walls were squeezing his cock too much and he could barely withhold his orgasm as it was.

"Si, you feel so good, please." You whined, clawing at your boyfriend.

He slowly started to move, cursing every so often as your walls kept clenching down on him, making it impossible for him to focus.

"Bloody fucking hell!" He cried out, unable to prolong his orgasm any longer, as his cock pulsed inside you. His head flew into the apex of your shoulder, biting into the skin as he cried out softly from his orgasm.

He pulled away slowly, his cheeks red from embarrassment. "I'm sorry, love."

You turned your head and pressed a searing kiss to his lips. You crawled over the top of him, not removing your lips from his, as your hand went to stroke his member.

"I'm flattered." You pulled away with a teasing grin. You were wide awake now and needy for him.

"C'mere." He pulled you back into him as he moved his hand to cup at your heat, his fingers toying with your clit. "Can't leave my princess left hanging, can I? Wouldn't be very gentleman like of me."

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Johnny Soap MacTavish-

Johnny was watching as you did your nightly stretches before bed, unable to control his cock from hardening in his pants at the sight. He'd had pent of frustration from work he hadn't been able to release in days, and watching you bending over was sending him over the edge.

"Lass. Come 'ere." He begged, reaching his arms out to you. "I need you, sweetheart."

You turned toward your boyfriend with a wolfish grin. "What do you need, baby?"

"You. Please I fucking need you." He whined, pulling his cock out of his shorts. He began to fist at his length lazily, and watched as you discarded your bottoms before crawling over on top of him.

You settled your hands on his chest, before sinking yourself down on his cock, both of you moaning in unison. You didn't let him adjust before you started fucking him eagerly.

"Babe, slow down, please." Johnny pleaded, his eyes flying open as you continued to bounce up and down on his cock, your pace not relenting. His hands flew up to your chest, and he began to pinch at your nipples, eliciting a loud moan from you.

Johnny's head pushed back into the pillow behind him, and watched as you rode him. You looked ethereal on top of him, and he was trying desperately not to cum so soon.

"C-cant stop. Feels too good, Johnny. " Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you gripped onto your boyfriend's outstretched arm. You continued your movements as you took one of his fingers in your mouth and began to suck on it feverishly.

Johnny, at that moment, lost all sense of himself as he grabbed your hips with a bruising grip and thrusted up into you before his orgasm ripped through him. His body collapsed back onto the bed, his hands still squeezing harshly at your flesh as his cock emptied its release inside you.

You kept with your movements, slowing down to milk his cock with your tight walls. Johnny pulled you off of him and laid you below him on the bed.

"You're a damn minx." He growled, nipping at your earlobe. "Sorry though, I feel like an arse."

You smiled at him as you tucked your bottom lip in between your teeth. You kept your eyes locked with his as you started to move your hand toward your pussy, fingers beginning to shove his cum back inside you. "Make it up to me?"

It didn't take long before Johnny was cumming again.

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Alejandro-

"Shit, shit, shit. Mi amor, you're so tight." Alejandro cried out. His breathing was rapid as he struggled to prevent his orgasm from happening this early on.

The feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock, mixed with the faint moans coming from you had Alejandro's resolve crumbling quickly.

He always lasted awhile with you, but his most recent mission had kept him away from you for quite some time, and he was practically cumming in his pants when you'd accidentally grazed his cock when he'd gotten home.

You wrapped your legs tighter around his waist, your nails raking into his back, breaking the skin in some places. "Please Ale, harder."

Alejandro let out a breathy moan and rested his forehead against yours. "I'm trying, my love. You feel too good tonight."

You let out a soft whimper at his words, and Alejandro felt his control slipping through his fingers. He gave a few more thrusts, and his orgasm rippled through him as your walls clenched down on him once more. "FUCK!"

He began panting as his cock painted your walls white with his cum, and languidly moved in and out of your pussy as he rode out his high. "I'm so sorry, my love. I couldn't."

You let out a sweet giggle, pulling his mouth down to yours. "It's okay, Ale."

"Why don't we go take a shower, yeah? Let me take care of you in there." He whispered, peppering kisses to your face.

You gave a firm nod to him as he stopped you into his arms bridal style. "I love you, cariño."

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John Price-

John had been needy all day. You'd been on about a half dozen calls for work and weren't able to pay him any attention. It wasn't often he got overly needy like this, and when you got off your final work call, he came over to you, threw you on his shoulder and took you up to your shared room.

He made quick work of your clothes and was over top of you within seconds of entering the bedroom. He pulled your ass to him, getting on his knees to press a wet open mouth kiss to your pussy, using his saliva to lube the area for himself.

You moaned, throwing your head forward on the bed, before you felt the tip of John's cock at your entrance. He pushed himself in fully with one movement of his hips and groaned loudly as you instinctively clenched around him.

"Fuck baby, you're so tight. I'm not going to last long." His head lulled forward as he tried to compose himself.

Price was thrusting in and out of you slowly, unable to pick up his pace without fear of cumming to quick. He was usually a man of great stamina, but it'd been weeks since he's had you and weeks since he's been able to get off.

He gripped your hips tightly as he continued to languidly thrust into you. He felt he was able to pick up the pace ever so slightly, when all of a sudden your walls had clenched down on him, causing him to stop his movements altogether.

He landed a slap down on your ass as his face scrunched together, desperately focusing on not cumming. The impact of his hand on your ass caused you to lurch forward, sticking your ass up just a little bit higher, and Price lost it.

He gave a weak thrust, and his orgasm hit him hard. He leaned himself against you panting, as his cock released inside of you. "Fucking...shit."

He took a moment to regain his senses, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry."

You turned to look at him with a smile before flipping over to slide off the bed. John's hand on your wrist stopped you. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To get a towel to clean up?" You asked, perplexed.

"I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart, get back on that bed, on all fours, now."

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Kyle Gaz Garrick-

Kyle was beyond desperate. You'd been away on a business trip all weekend, and he had nothing to help himself other than his hand, which did little to satiate his needs. It was mere moments after you'd gotten through the door when he took you directly to the bedroom.

"Hun, I'm c-close." Kyle panted, his eyes closed in concentration.

"Already?" You teased, running your hands along the muscles in his back. You began pressing kisses along his chest, trailing them up to his sweet spot just below his ear, and bit the flesh there softly before running your tongue along it.

"Sh-shut it." He laughed, his brows furrowed together as he continued to thrust into you. You'd felt tighter than ever to him in that moment, and he was trying his best to focus on not coming, but the way your walls were clenching his cock made it impossible. "You feel so good, shit."

He felt the coil in his belly snap as his orgasm overcame him. His cock throbbed inside you, as he emptied himself within your walls. "Fuck, I'm so sorry."

You gave him a small chuckle before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. "Glad to know I can help out."

"More than you know, baby." He smiled as he kissed your forehead. "Can I make it up to you?"

You gave a shy nod as he latched his lips to your neck. "Always so good to me, let me return the favor."

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König-

König sat with his knee bouncing rapidly on the couch. He'd just gotten home from a long mission and was beyond sexually frustrated. You were cooking dinner when he'd arrived and told him to sit patiently on the couch, but he was growing restless.

He abruptly stood up and made his way over to you, pulling you away from the food in front of you. "Maus... let me have you please. Can't wait any longer."

You turned and gave him a small smile. "Who am I to say no."

He immediately pushed you up against the counter, your ass pressing against his hardening cock. He ripped down your panties and discarded his own before he ran a finger along your folds, playing with your bundle of nerves. "So good to me, Schatz."

When he felt he prepped you enough, he was quick to fully sheath himself within your now sopping cunt. He let out a soft whine, as he already felt himself nearing his high. "Scheisse"

He started to thrust slowly, as he tried to concentrate on not cumming too quickly. He pulled himself out for just a moment to take a quick break, before ramming himself back into you, burying himself entirely within your velvety walls.

The squeak you had let out at his movement is what set him over the edge. He gave a soft cry as he convulsed against you, his cock spilling inside of you.

His eyes blinked open slowly, as he started to regain his senses. "Maus...I'm... I'm so sorry." His face was beat red, and he refused to look you in the eyes.

You turned at the smell of something burning and were quick to run to turn the oven off. "The food! Shit it's all burned now."

Königs eyes trailed you, and his eyes grew dark at the sight of his cum dripping down your leg. He grabbed the back of your neck and pulled your mouth against his. The kiss was bruising, a clash of tongue and teeth, and when he pulled away, a trail of your saliva followed.

"I'm hungry for something else, anyway." He said as he got to his knees in front of you. Holding your gaze, he began to run his tongue along your folds, cleaning up the mess he left behind. "Don't want to make a mess in here, now do we?"

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Rodolfo-

"Oh my...shit. Please, I'm trying not to cum quick lindo."

You began to bob your head a bit quicker, swirling your tongue around his tip, collecting the pooling precum there.

Rodolfos hands flew to your hair, tugging on the strands harshly as his hips began to buck wildly, effectively fucking your throat. You began to gag around his length, causing him to hiss out a groan.

He cried out as he snapped, unable to withholding his orgasm any longer. His load spilled into the back of your throat, while his grip on your hair tightened.

"Mierda." He panted, his grip loosening as he pulled himself away from you.

He nearly came again at the sight of your state. You had drool pooling your mouth, and your hair was a mess from him gripping it.

"I'm sorry, mi amor." He cupped your cheek softly, as a light pink dusted his cheeks. "I'm usually better than that."

"No need to apologize, Rudy. I take it as a compliment." You gave him a sweet smile before placing a kiss to his cheek.

You turned and started to make your way to the bathroom, and on your way you started to discard your clothes, leaving them in a trail on the floor behind you.

Rodolfos jaw opened at your gesture and was quick to follow you into the bathroom. What kind of lover would he be if he didn't make your kindness up to you?

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A/N: AHHH THIS IS TRASH🫠😭

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toniiswrld · 2 months

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cw. smut. dom!wonbin x fem reader, petnames (baby, princess) squirting, unprotected sex, +18 mdni

“keep going, baby” wonbin coos from under you, hand going from under his head to move to your ass, giving you an encouraging slap to get you to move again.

“c-cant” you shake, reesting your hands on his thighs behind you as you slowly try to sink yourself down on him again.

“yes you can” he slaps your ass again, this time gripping the flesh and pushing you down which makes you cry out.

your thighs were on fire. you were a mess, tears running down your face as wonbin made you ride him with no help. he just rested his head in his hands, watching as you struggled. all he would do is complain about how you weren’t moving fast enough, slapping your ass every moment he felt like you were starting to slow down.

he was feeling particularly mean today, using you for his own pleasure while you eagerly chased your own. it was hard, he controlled the pace despite you being on top, and he made sure to make you slow down if you were enjoying it too much. it was all about him right now, you’ll get taken care of later. at least that’s what you told him, you’re not one to keep your word when your brain was fogged up from pleasure.

“thought you wanted to make me feel good princess,” he keeps his voice flat, his face emotionless as he moves his hand up to your chest, taking your nipple between his fingers and pinching the bud slightly. you wince, body halting as you felt overwhelmed by his words mixed with his actions.

“i do!” you could almost cry, the feeling of his cock stuffing you full is leaving you dizzy. “just s’too much binnie, need help”

he sighs, knowing he can’t say no to you at this point, and if you two wanted to cum then he would have to put some work in. he lifts his legs so they’re bent, his cock moving inside you has you whimpering. he brings both his hands to rest on your hips, and he manually moves you on his cock until you can keep up.

“so good for me princess , can you keep up?” he thrusts up into you, your body almost toppling over and you have to stabilize yourself on wonbins chest.

“mhm, feels so good bin” you push back onto him, meeting him in the middle with each thrust of his hips. the burn in your thighs tolerable as wonbin guides you on him, the squelching sound of your cunt swallowing him and the sight of the white pool of your arousal around the base of his cock was enough to have that feeling of his orgasm building up come to him fast.

“gonna cum,” his grip on your hip tightens, his thrusts get faster and he lets his eyes close as he loses himself in the feeling of your cunt clenching around him.

you couldn’t speak, you just whine as you bounce yourself on wonbins cock until he’s stilling his hips, shooting his cum deep into you with a groan. his eyes squeeze shut and he holds your waist so tight you can feel it bruising. his orgasm spurs you on, moving your hips frantically as your hand slides down your body to rub your clit.

bottom lip tucked between your teeth, you look at wonbin and how he watches you with blown out eyes, shaking lightly from the overstimulation and he replaces your fingers with his on your clit to help you to your peak.

“shit, cumming, im cumming- fuck!” your orgasm hits you hard, pulling off his cock while his fingers are still on you, quick circles on your clit while you gush on him, soaking his thighs and his sheets with your juices.

shockwaves of your orgasm still shoot through you as you lay on wonbins chest, his hands going to caress you softly, drawing little designs on your back and bringing the other to softly run his fingers through your scalp. you tried to keep your eyes open, but the post orgasm drowsiness was kicking in. wonbin took notice of it, giving you a soft tap on your ass to wake you back up.

“dont get sleepy on me now princess, wanna make you do that again”

was gonna gatekeep this one for a week or two but i would feel bad so here yall go 🙈 it’s unedited so sorry for any errors!

#riize smut #riize hard hours #riize x reader #riize imagines #wonbin smut #wonbin hard hours #wonbin x reader #riize x reader smut #wonbin x reader smut #toniiswrld

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 4 months

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Cursed Lips Sink Ships

A/N: Nothin special.. Just out fave cursed speaker takin things a bit too far..

Toge didn't mean to. He swear on all that he honors the word just slipped from his lips. If any ones to blame it should be you. Two of you in a empty class room, supposed to be practicing a few techniques. That went out the window when you tripped, grabbing onto Toge's arm and taking him down with you.

He absolutely cannot recall how it ended up with you shamelessly writhing in his lap nude. One hand sloshing around inside your hungry lil puss while the other kneads your tit, deep blue manicured fingers massaging the soft flesh roughly as you moan out to him.

"Tooogeee! You see it? Don't look away, pussy's so wet for you. She likes you so much, huh? Know you like it too. Dont think I can't feel how h-hard your dick is. Bet it's as pretty as you are.. Mmmm.. Keep watching."

So he stares at you through the wide, long mirror adorning the thin wall. The sight and nasty filth spewing from your alluring lips makes his dick twitch and leak in his black slacks. Bad enough they're fucking drenched from the mess spillin outta you and he doesn't have a second pair with him.

"Doing so gooood, Toge. Listen like such a good boy. Ahhh.. Got me so close, gonna cum on my fingers so hard."

Fuck, he wants to see that. NEEDS to see it like he needs air. Toge just hopes he can hold his nut before then. It doesn't help that your ass repeatedly grinds slow circles on his cock. Doesn't help at all that you smell so good: like fresh fruit and blossoms and he doesn't know why that's so arousing.

"Ohfuckohfuck! Never felt this good before. Cause of you, Toge. All cause of youuu!"

Now he has to close his eyes for a moment, can't take the way your head leans back on his shoulder as you stare up at him in a daze. Body so soft, curves on display as you press against him sensually.

He doesn't understand how you think he can endure this. Just the sounds of your loud sloppy finger fuck is finna make him abandon this lil charade. He's bout to have the whole school hear the wails he can draw from your glossy lined lips.

"Open your eyes, Toge. Mmmfuck- gotta keep your pretty eyes on me, member? Eyes on me and n-no touchin. Then maybe I let you get a taste.."

Toge gulps, eyes opening as he squirms into the hard floor. His nails dig sharply into his thighs, hoping that's enough to keep from pinning you down and stuffing his face into your puffy brown folds.

"Ohhhh! Toge! Toge, I'm so close! You ready? Huh, baby? Ahhhfuh- wanna see me cum?"

Its cute how quick he nods for you, gaze so desperate as he stares in-between your legs through the reflection. So fuckin thirsty for it as you lose control in his arms, goosebumps covering his skin when your fingers rub neat little circles on your clit.

"Almost theeeere-"

'Come on, sweetheart.' Toge thinks. 'Cum for me. Lemme have it, y/n. Cum, cum, cum-.'

"Cum."

He doesn't mean to, the word spilling from his lips before he can stop. Cursed energy flowing out with it, compelling you to obey forcefully. The orgasm is so fuckin ferocious, forces your pitiful lil puss to contract around your fingers powerfully. It doesnt matter that you rip both hands from your overstimulated frame, still cumming like you got direct pressure on your throbbing lil button.

"P-plee-easse To! S-stooop! STOP!"

The amount of liquid that comes outta you is insane, bathing Toge's lower half as you drain your pussy on his clothed cock. You buck so widly in his lap, he has to grip your spasming body tight. Just cant take his eye's of your reflection, watching when you reach back to grip the hair at his nape to anchor yourself.

"Togeeee!"

Toge's so sorry, so so fuckin sorry. Can't believe he got caught slippin like this. He doesn't know how to help you more than covering up your hysterical shrieks with his palm as he cradles your body to his. Feels like Satan himself when he has to tense his gut to not buss at the scene before him.

"Salmon.. Salmon.." He whispers soothingly at your ear, apologizing over and over.

You cum for a full minute, the longest 60 seconds of your fucking life. Can't breath or see pass the tunnel vision as your sweaty frame goes limp in Toge's arm. Don't feel him shakin your body frantically and tappin at your warm cheek as he tries to wake you. You're completely outta it when Saturo clears his throat, knockin sharply outside the classroom door.

"Is everyone- uh.. Everything okay in there?"

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stvharrngton · 1 year

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so first of all babes, CONGRATULATIONS ON 1k!!!!! u definitely deserve it🥹🫶🏼💖

second i’m on my period (therefore im a horny mf rn) so id like to request 💌, prompt from list 1- "aw, it hurts? too bad. you're gonna keep taking it until i’m satisfied."

kait my baby 🥺 thank you so much and thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy 💓

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, size kink, choking, titty slapping

prompt: “aw, it hurts? too bad. you’re gonna keep taking it until i’m satisfied.”

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby @sw34terw34ther @sweetbabygirlsworld

1k celebration

You and Steve were a mess of hands and lips, fingers wandering over soft skin, kisses hot and rushed. You were all over each other the second you got home, fingers tugging at the boy’s wild hair, his own yanking your shirt over your head, thrown over the tall lamp in the corner of the room.

Neither of you were entirely sure what set this in motion. Maybe it was the way Steve stared at you from behind the counter of Family Video when you went to visit him, mouth parted and a flustered look on his face. Or maybe it was the skirt that you wore, the one that was a pretty pink and definitely a little too short. The one that showed off the swell of your ass as you bent over to tie your shoe.

Steve couldn’t decide if you wore it on purpose or not.

Truth is, maybe you did wear it on purpose. Searching through your wardrobe specifically for it with the only intention of getting some sort of reaction out of Steve. And it worked. It definitely worked.

But when you found yourself on the boys lap, his fingers squeezing at your ass as he licked into you all sweet and soft you couldn’t help but want something more. A little more rough.

You wanted him to manhandle you a little, pull on your hair, spank your ass. The need to have his big cock bully his way in and out of your tight pussy almost carnal.

His eyes turned dark when you muttered out a little pathetically, that you wanted Steve to be rough on you, that you could take it. Something you hadn’t seen in him before masking his soft features.

So he flipped you over, your back hitting the couch cushions, hair splayed out behind you. Panties damp and body wracked with anticipation. Steve grasped your jaw in his large hand, body towering over you.

“Want my cock, yeah? Is that it? Fuck, you’re soaking.”

You could only whine beneath him, hips canting upwards to try and rub yourself over his bulge. Lips swollen and kiss bitten, you cried out,

“Yeah, Stevie, please. Want that cock, I can handle it.”

Steve was big. And God, did you know it. Never able to take the whole thing, no matter how hard you begged Steve to give it to you. He’d always be soft and slow with his thrusts, always giving you the chance to get used to his size before only ever sinking his cock into you half way.

“If you say so, pretty thing.” He breathed with a laugh, taunting and teasing.

Steve flipped your skirt up your stomach, reaching to pull your underwear down your legs. He groaned at the sight of you, pussy dripping and thighs sticky. His jeans and boxers pulled low enough to pull his cock out, fingers wrapping around the length.

You let a whimper fumble past your lips at picture before you, Steve’s thick cock stiff and throbbing. Tip leaking pre-cum, a shade of pretty pink just like the boy’s lips.

He pushed his head into your clit, swiping it through your folds to gather your slick. Burrowing further, Steve slipped his cock into your hole, your walls stretching wide around him.

You hissed out, a mixture of pain and pleasure working its way through your body. Eyes squeezed shut, fingers clutching at the boy’s biceps.

“‘M not sure if you can take all this, baby.” Steve cooed, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as he pushed in, inch by inch.

“Steve,” you whined, hips struggling against his grip, “please just make it fit, please, please, I can take it.”

Steve huffed at your statement, all resolve fading.

If there was one thing Steve was always good for, it was giving his girl exactly what she wanted.

His hips snapped forward with a jolt, burying his thick cock inside you to the hilt. Your walls clenched around him as he rolled his head back in pleasure, stomach clenching as he had to stop himself from busting his load right there and then.

Steve rolled his hips against your own, the tip of his cock bruising your cervix as you felt him so deep inside you. It was nothing like you’d ever felt before, a sweet sinful pain as Steve bullied your pussy. There was no other word for it.

You wailed out below him, choking out a sob as tears gathered in the corner of your eyes. “S-Steve,” you stuttered, “I can’t— fuck, s’too much.”

He grunted as he kept up the pace, cock stretching you out wide, fucking in and out of your poor little hole at an unrelenting pace. His hand came down against your chest, slapping at your tits.

“Aw, it hurts?” Steve cooed, fingers grasping at your jaw, pulling your fucked out gaze back to him, “Too bad, baby, you’re gonna keep taking it until I’m satisfied. You asked for this, sweet girl.”

Tears rolled down your cheeks as his thick fingers wrapped around your throat now, It was all so dirty, so hot, the way Steve was pressing on your throat, the words spilling out of his mouth, how hard he was fucking you.

Your pussy fluttered around him as you felt the pressure build in your stomach. The coil a taunting twist and pull as you were on the cusp of your orgasm. Steve skirted his fingers down your torso, fisting the material of your skirt as the other brushed against your clit.

“You gonna cum, huh? Make a mess all over my cock? Come on, baby, taking it so fucking well.” Steve moaned above you, his thumb rubbing at your clit deliciously.

You couldn’t speak, nothing coherent anyway, a mixture of mumbled curses and moans of Steve’s name gasped out. You mustered a nod, a whimper of “Yeah, gonna cum. Need to cum, Steve.”

“Go on, baby,” Steve cooed, his hips stuttering now, chasing his own climax, “been such a good girl f’me, taking all of my cock. Want you to cum, can you do that for me?”

Back arching and head rolling back against the cushions, your body shook with pleasure, a white hot flash overcoming you. It stung, the pain of your pussy throbbing around Steve, the euphoria of your orgasm rolling through you.

“Oh, that’s it,” Steve hushed, fingers clutching at your plush thighs, “there you go, baby. That’s my girl.”

Steve could watch you cum all day if he could. The way your features contorted in pleasure, how your pussy clung to his cock sent shivers down his spine and straight to his length. It spurred him on, so to speak, to see how many times he could pull that out of you.

You knew now that you were in for a long night.

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starfxkr · 4 months

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Hey star!! I love your work sm maybe continue with sugardaddy Rafe x sad pogue bunny girl that he found crying on the beach js thinking about how he would go from being the sweetest to her when she needs something to fucking her nice n hard when she misbehaves :( js wan Rafe to put me in my place

shopping trips with rafe always start off well— you’d never had so many clothes in your life, let alone designer.

for the most part you got to pick out what you want, but rafes influence was there. “mmm i dunno bunny, that ones nice and all but you would look fuckin delicious in this.” he would gently ease whatever you had out of your hands and replace it with his choice, slowly but surely molding you into his perfect girl.

but you could never quite relinquish all of your pougeish ways, as sweet as you are. that steely rebelliousness needed to survive in the cut would rear its ugly head every now and then.

“i fuckin hate these sandals rafe i cant walk in them.” you stumbled around his room, ankles wobbling as you tried to stay upright. you may have been girly but you were practical— comfy sneakers and cute slides were the main thing to line your meagre closet and here he was trying to put you in strappy heels.

“i dont recall asking you that bun, now give me a spin.” rafe sighed and dragged a hand over his mouth, the vein in his forehead throbbed in irritation.

instead of doing what he said you bent over to take them off in a huff, “fuck you.” no sooner have you muttered it does he have a hand clamped on the back of your neck pushing you to the bed.

“wanna repeat that? dont think i heard you the first time.

uselessly you try to buck him off, “please let me go. im sorry.”

“nah too late for that, you’re gonna learn to respect your daddy you got that? now be a good bunny and relax.” rafe pushes your panties to the side and runs his fingers up and down your slit, feeling you grow wetter with each pass. “there you go, open up for me.”

you cant help the whimper that comes out your mouth when he finally circles your clit, gathering more and more of your wetness before finally sliding two fingers knuckles deep inside your sensitive cunt.

“yea its not gonna take you long at all.” the squelch of your pussy grows louder as he crooks his fingers against the sticky spot inside of you that makes you whimper. before you can cum he pulls away, “you thought thats all i was gonna do? nah bunny, ima set you right with this dick.” rafe drops is slacks, pushing your dress further up so your tits are exposed, “spread that ass for me cmon.”

with a whimper you grip the soft flesh of your ass adn spread your cheeks open for him, giving him the perfect view of your puckered hole and wet pussy. you flinch when you feel a warm glob of spit land on your asshole, “rafe…i-im not ready for that.”

rafe just presses a thumb against the tight flesh and shushed you, “dont give me that just relax.” his thumb sinks in and you moan at the stretch, “god you’re so fuckin pretty.”

“please daddy…” you trail off, not even sure what you’re begging for, but rafe seems to know—he slides his thick dick inside of you, groaning at the way your wet walls pulse around him and the added toght fit of his thumb in your ass.

“here we go bunny, ima get that attitude fixed right up.” he doesnt even bother starting slow, immediately pounding into you like a jackhammer.

his words from earlier were right— it wasn’t gonna take you long at all. “oh fuck—mmm—it’s too much.” your words just spurned him on, fucking you with his dick and finger until you were a boneless pile beneath him.

“cum for me bunny, give your daddy what he wants.”

with a pitiful squeak you cream all over his dick, your whole body shaking with the force of your orgasm.

“you feel so fucking good sweetheart, never gonna get tid of you— gonna fuckin fill you up with all my babies.” rafes hips slam so hard into your own, they bounce back off the mattress, his thumb slipping out. you were so fucked out you barely registered his words…but what you did recognised made you tremble.

babies?

but there was no more time to think about it, because rafe was filling you with so much cum he vaguely thinks he might have knocked you up.

he settles his large body over you, tired and satiated. “you gonna be a good girl now and out on those shoes?”

all you can do is nod.

#��.txt #rafe cameron prompt #this is so long im sorry…#i got carried away teehee

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moonsdv · 2 years

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other than the lips their favourite places to kiss you are…

feat: kazuha, kaeya, ayato, itto, cyno, thoma

a/n: i plan on making this a mini series of sorts so i’ll deffo do a part 2. if u have any characters you’d like to see in these scenarios or any requests in general just shoot me as ask ^3^

kazuha has an adornment for your nose. whenever he has the chance he’s tracing the shape of it with his finger, or pulling you close and pressing it against his own - nuzzling against you. it has become customary for him to kiss the very tip of your nose before the two of you part for the day- and that followed by his gentle words and his soft hands cupping your cheeks is enough to make your heart turn to mush. the intimacy and being so close to you is a real comfort to him, he loves to get a good view of your skin up close- wants to count all of your freckles and feel your warm breath on his skin. It’s something that allows him to look in your eyes, and let’s him feel your arms slip around his waist to pull him closer, and lets you know that he loves you; but still a simple gesture all the same - that’s his favourite form of loving.

kaeya will be the first to tell anyone that he has a little fixation for your neck. when you’re in the midsts of telling a story he cheekily snakes his arm up your torso, dances a finger over the valley of your chest, tickles the skin of your shoulder until he gets where he wants to be most - let’s his hand rest on the side of your neck (he’s gripping tightly. not enough to hurt, but enough. it’s a quiet show of his possessiveness over you.) he’s still nodding as you speak, smiling when you shiver at his show of affection, ensures to lean his head and kiss the side of your neck while his hand remains on the other. “keep going, sweetheart.” hums into your skin as you continue to tell your tale - turns his attention to your throat - kisses you there so fervently you can feel the pressure on your windpipe. when you tell him to watch himself, that you’re in the angels share, that anyone could come to the second floor and see you in this comprising position - he grazes your skin with his teeth (a warning,) and runs his tongue over the mark left behind. “ah, you’d like to come home with me then? how bold.”

ayato was raised to be a gentleman, and a gentleman he is. he values traditional manners and treats you more respectfully than anything you’ve ever experienced, and it carries through in the way he loves you. while he loves to kiss your lips, it’s a rare occurrence compared to how much he kisses your hands. before you leave the bed each morning he gently grabs your arm and gives each of your fingers a slow peck. as a thank you for cooking dinner, he’ll take your hand and place his mouth to the tip of your knuckle, thumb stroking tiny circles into your skin. while ayato is gentle with you, he’s also a known tease - so he ensures to keep eye contact with you while doing this; the deep blush on your cheeks is just too great for him to miss.

itto… it’s more of him biting into the squish of your thighs swiftly followed by a tiny open mouthed kiss as a silent apology for his roughness. he cant help himself, really, your skin is so soft beneath his fingers, so warm against his lips, you are so tangible and beautiful and right there in front of him he struggles to hold back the adrenaline rush that you give him. he is huge - and so he’s rough whether he realises it or not, but there is a tenderness in the way he places so many kisses against your thighs or neck after sinking his oni fangs into your flesh that it makes your chest bubble. there’s love in him when he sneaks up behind you and gnaws on your shoulder, snaking his arms around your torso and squishing you so tightly you swear you could die. there are always good intentions with your itto.

it had been somewhat difficult to pull any sort of affection from cyno at the beginning of your relationship. he is not an overly expressive man, and it rings true in every part of his life - especially lovewise. (but you had come to find that he was tender, and loving under this exterior.) it showed in the way he came home to you, didn’t speak as he pulled your shirt down so he could access your shoulder and place a small, warm kiss on the skin before humming contently and leaving you as you were. as the two of you progress his affection grows; but this had remained a tradition - something you would tease him about, something he can’t sleep without doing. likes to sleep with his face close to the curve of your shoulder so that he can leave a parting kiss there as soon as he wakes up for the day - likes to run his thumb over the spot, makes sure you feel it lingering when you wake. likes to watch you smile everytime he does it, heart clenching when you touch the spot his lips have been on, sighing happily.

thoma, like ayato, is a gentleman - but he finds it shamefully hard to control himself around you. tries to not grab hold of your face and kiss you to death everytime he sees you, teaches himself to be more careful with his actions, holds back from telling you that you look beautiful for the tenth time in the few minutes you’ve been in his presence. he just loves you so much, but it’s important to him to keep his love sacred - to not ruin the words by saying them too much. wants to find a way to tells you he loves you without saying it - and had found it sitting on a picnic blanket with you in a secluded area close to the kamisato estate. his back was against the tree with you laying in his lap, and he smiled when you looked up at him, holding the last piece of sushi towards his lips. couldn’t stop himself from moving your hair out of the way, tucking it behind your ear so he could lean close and kiss your forehead as a thank you. swore his heart melted in his chest when you blushed and hid yourself back into his neck, when the cherry blossoms continued to fall from the trees and land in your hair, swears time stopped when you sat back up and rested your hands on his cheeks, pulled him close and kissed his own forehead. promises he knows what love is now, let’s the butterflies in his stomach take over knowing this had become a daily tradition between the two of you.

#genshin x reader #hooo boy #genshin impact x reader #kazuha x reader #cyno x reader #itto x reader #ayato x reader #thoma x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin #reader insert

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fatale-distraction · 4 months

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It’s time to play SHATTER THAT PELVIS -crowd goes wild-

Hey here’s some filthy filthy smut I wrote while freezing my ass off in the garage between helping my girlfriend replace her car battery. 🥶

Inspired by @thepinkestpug talking about a bottom-dom Barcus demanding to be fucked properly lmaooooo

“You’re not holding back, are you?”

Lithe paused, her ass hovering just above his knees, fingers resting lightly on his chest, trying to look as innocent as she could with bare tits and a gnome’s cock inside of her.

“Uhh…”

“Lithe,” Barcus scolded. Her thighs were shaking from the effort of holding herself up instead of letting her full weight settle on him. “You’re a terrible liar.”

The elf screwed her lips up. “I don’t want to crush you!”

Having a partner half again as tall as himself was proving to be quite interesting. Barcus tightened his grip on her hips, the blunt tips of his fingers sinking pleasantly into the soft flesh. He pulled her down until she was pressed flush against him, canting his hips up and watching her eyelids flutter as her head tilted back and she moaned softly.

“I want you,” he panted. “All of you. Don’t hold back.”

“But—“

He thrust up into her again and Lithe whimpered. “I may be small,” gasped Barcus, holding her down and grinding her hips against his own. “But I can take it. Now, be a good girl and fuck like you mean it.”

Lithe’s teeth dented her soft lips as she attempted to stifle a grin. She loved the way he praised and commanded her in the same breath. She wouldn’t have guessed that he could be so assertive, but then again, this was the same man who up and decided to travel alone across the Sword Coast because of a blood-stained necklace. He was full of surprises, and absolutely correct. He was small. He could handle it.

She didn’t bother responding. Lithe braced her palms on his chest and lifted herself until she felt the engorged head of his cock just inside her entrance. Barcus groaned a little as he felt the gentle tug, a pleasant sigh cut off as she sank down completely on him.

Urging her on with his hands, Barcus closed his eyes and let out a deeper groan as she rode him harder, her ass slapping against his thighs wetly. Their staccato breaths mingled with increasing fervor. His hip bones began to ache and his thighs felt bruised but he bit his lips and refused to ask her to stop. Her cries of ecstasy were becoming ragged and desperate; they were both close. He felt pressure coiling in his groin, felt her muscles squeezing erratically around his cock as she pounded herself against him. A final whimper shook his body as he came, crying out as Lithe collapsed on top of him, grinding out the last of her orgasm against him so hard his eyes rolled back and he clung to her, teeth sinking into her shoulder as she made helpless sobbing noises against the crook of his neck.

“Hells below,” he moaned as Lithe rolled to one side, still holding him against her and breathing hard.

“Are you alright?” she gasped, emerging from his nape and brushing her hair back from her sweaty forehead.

“I think so,” Barcus responded into her bosom. He wiggled one foot and then the other, stretched his legs out and winced a bit as his hip popped, but although he ached in some very interesting places, everything seemed sound.

Lithe giggled and planted a kiss on top of his head. Barcus snuggled closer, hiking a thick thigh up over his waist. “Good girl,” he murmured, patting her hip fondly as exhaustion took hold.

#barcus wroot #bg3 barcus #baldur's gate 3 #baldur’s gate fanfiction #bg3 smut #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 tav #Lithe Tav #writing down fatalities

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feralghxuls · 8 months

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snip from blood/biting kink swiss & rain fic uwu (ft teeth stuff. for anyone that might be bothered by that)

Don’t come until I tell you to, Swiss says, and Rain thought that was a given, but he nods anyway and understands why Swiss felt the need to clarify that a moment later. He grinds down on Rain just as he bites down hard on the side of his neck, right into the meat between his neck and shoulder and heat whips through Rain as he shudders with the effort not to come, his claws digging hard into Swiss’s skin. His lips part in a silent cry as Swiss’s jaw tightens down, and he wonders for a moment if he’s about to take a chunk of his shoulder, but then Swiss runs his tongue across the skin and pulls back, a deeply satisfied expression on his face as he watches the blood run across Rain’s skin. He can feel it, burning hot paths as it goes. Rain wonders why Swiss is letting it drip so far, but then he ducks down and laps it up, tongue quick and focused and then his face is in front of Rain’s, thumb pressing his bottom lip down onto his teeth until his jaw opens and he spits right in his mouth, half Swiss’s saliva and half Rain’s own blood.

(more under the cut)

It shouldn’t have heat washing through Rain like this, shouldn’t have him rocking his hips up into Swiss, desperate and quick but it does, it does. Bittersweet copper fills his senses, surrounding him, and all he can do is cling to Swiss and whine. He manages to swallow only when Swiss gently encourages him to do so with gentle words and the soft stroke of the back of his fingers against the front of his throat and it’s still hot and thick as it runs down the back of his tongue. Rain’s eyes open, though he can’t recall when he closed them, and all he sees is Swiss’s face hovering inches from his own, eyes dark and hungry, even as he’s brushing his thumb across Rain’s cheek and murmuring, Good, that’s my Rain.

He feels like he’s coming undone, tingling warmth spreading through him under the praise and all he can think to do is close the space between them, slot his mouth with Swiss’s, groaning as his tongue swipes over Rain’s, still tasting of blood. It’s then that Swiss rocks down onto him again, reminding him very effectively that he’s buried inside Swiss, something he’d nearly forgotten with how he’d been so focused on the blood, on Swiss’s mouth on his. He gasps, mouth going slack and Swiss takes the opportunity to replace tongue with fingers, sliding them all the way into Rain’s mouth to the back of his tongue. He can’t help the way his hips cant up into Swiss, erratic and without direction, just seeking.

Swiss draws back and Rain pries his eyes open again to see where he’s going, finds Swiss watching him through slitted eyes, that dark hunger still present behind a veil of pleased. So pretty, he murmurs, just as Rain manages to collect himself enough to wrap his tongue around his fingers, just as he feels saliva collecting at the corner of his mouth and they both let it drip. Swiss zeroes in on it, and Rain knows by the way his throat bobs as he swallows hard it must be tinged pink. Swiss makes no move to wipe it up, grinding down on his cock, hips moving in slow, purposeful circles, pumping his fingers in Rain’s mouth with the same rhythm and it pulls a gargled moan from the back of Rain’s throat. He’s drooling from both sides of his mouth now, saliva cooling against his hot skin as it creeps down towards his jaw. His head is swimming, the only thing anchoring him in place is Swiss’s intense gaze, heavy and dark.

Swiss draws his fingers back and Rain whines, but then he’s sliding his fingertips along his gumline, questing towards his molars and stretching his cheek back. He dips his head down towards Rain’s chest again, and there’s the sweet-hot searing of Swiss’s teeth sinking into flesh, closing above and below his collarbone, the soft heat of his tongue collecting blood. Swiss’s face appears above Rain’s own again; he eases Rain’s mouth open and spits another mouthful of blood onto his tongue, lets the string of bloody saliva drip slowly as he rocks his hips. Rain can’t do anything but groan, a low keening sound that must convey just how much he needs this, and he tries to tip his head back to press against the pillows but Swiss’s finger hooked on his lower front teeth keeps him firmly in place. He swipes through the mess he’s left on Rain’s tongue and smears it across his teeth, over his gums, digging into soft flesh until it stings and the taste of fresh blood bursts in Rain’s mouth. Swiss is thorough about it, spreading blood over each of Rain’s teeth, until his gums are sore and throbbing, something that barely registers as pain before it rolls over into pleasure.

Swiss withdraws his fingers. Rain chases them, unthinking, but Swiss replaces them with his mouth, a sloppy, overwhelming kiss, his tongue sliding over Rain’s, over his teeth, licking up the mess he’s made. His hand rests over Rain’s throat, fingers petting over that first bite, and suddenly Rain is aware of the pulsing of his heart in each and every break in his skin, burning insistently, sweetly. It consumes him, his existence narrowing down to the places Swiss has drawn blood, and then he rocks his hips and a different heat erupts deep in his belly, shattering him into a thousand pieces as he comes.

#dorito.txt #dorito snip hours #the band ghost fanfiction #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #blood #teeth #okay thats out of the way UHHH ive been working on this fic for. MONTHS.#the doc was created in november of last year. almost a year #anyway i hammered out the ending of it the other night #just needs editing uwu #rain doesn't usually sub #not with swiss #or in general really #but sometimes....sometimes he wants swiss to fuck him up a lil bit

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stray-kaz · 2 years

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The Opposite of Soft : a Frank Castle x reader drabble

A/N: There’s a FIRST time for everything.

18 and up, y’all.

Night encroached beyond the windows of Frank’s tiny apartment, the only light in the room coming from the table lamp beside the couch where he lay relaxed, legs open from hip to foot, a book in one hand and the fingers of the other turning pages. You don’t know if he realised it, but he hummed quietly as he read.

You finished washing the dishes and turned to lean your back against the sink, admiring him from your position in the mini kitchen. His plain white tee was stretched taut across his chest, molded to the muscles of his arms, and his faded grey, wash softened sweatpants didn’t leave much to the imagination as he lounged, shifting every few minutes to get comfier.

You sighed quietly, but Frank heard nevertheless. Sometimes you wondered if he had picked up some of Matt’s super bat senses. He lifted his gaze from the book in his hand and arched dark eyebrows at you.

“Something wrong, sweetheart?”

His voice was rough with tiredness, but he hadn’t wanted to go to bed without you, and you were determined to get the dinner dishes done before you turned in. He expected it to be another calm night with you curled up in his arms, blunt hips slotted against you, no expectations. You were thinking differently tonight, the heat of your blood getting the best of you for the first time. It fogged your thinking and made you sway on the spot, gripping the edge of the bench with tight knuckles.

You shook your head, remembering his question.

“No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just...” you trailed off, biting hard on your lip.

“Just...?” he prodded, and slowly closed the book.

He didn’t take his dark eyes off you as you nervously wrung your hands together in front of you, striving and failing to dull the ache between your legs.

Frank started to get up, but you held up a hand to stop him; he hesitated, wondering.

“Stay” you said, unaware of how much like a command it sounded. “I like looking at you.”

He sank back against the cushion, the tiniest of smirks tipping up the left corner of his mouth.

“Yeah?”

You nodded, your hands finally releasing one another. Frank crooked a finger at you.

“Well, come here and show me what you like” he said softly.

Your feet carried you over to the couch and as he watched your gaze travel the length of him and darken, the book slipped from his fingers and thudded on the floor. He had seen you happy, anxious, sad, angry, self righteous, longing, joyful and self denying; he hadn’t seen you needy before. Not like this. You were looking at him like you could devour him whole and ask for more.

He murmured your name and reached out to help as you clambered onto the couch, crawling up him to sit astride his lap, hips already canting down without a word from either of you. He watched with hooded eyes as you circled above him, hands scrunching futilely in the fabric over his shoulders. Finally, with a grunt of frustration, you reached down and pulled hard at the hem of his tee. He lifted himself just enough for you strip him of it before resettling, eyes transfixed on your face as you drank him in, scars and all.

Small huffs escaped your lips as you moved, chasing. Your eyelids fluttered shut and Frank was done; he reared upward and chased your mouth with his, fingers now digging into the flesh over your hips. He guided your movements as he grew beneath you, but mostly left the pressure up to you, spurring you on as he rocked up to meet your downward tilt.

It had been so damn long, and he hadn’t allowed himself to fully believe that you would ever give yourself over to him entirely, and he had thought that he was fine with that. Until now, forever now, when hope exploded in his chest and he could taste you on his lips and feel you rock and sway and press, all to try and get closer.

And then, led by some wild animal instinct, he laid his hard palm gently against the apex of your thighs and rubbed down once, twice, three times. You lit up like a Christmas tree and he felt you tremble and shake, bucking down against his hand and the hard outline beneath his sweats. You sobbed and he swallowed it down, all traces of tiredness gone as he kissed you down from the sky high and then lifted you off of him, shaking his head at your soft sounds of protest.

“S’okay, sweetheart” he mumbled, bending down to lift you once more, trembling legs locking immediately around his waist. “I’m gonna take you to bed now. That’s what you want, hmm?”

You nodded quickly, forehead resting on his shoulder and shattered breaths ghosting over his skin.

“No words, huh?”

You shook your head and threaded your fingers through his hair, grown out just a bit.

“I can work with that.”

He carried you effortlessly into his cramped bedroom, barely room for the bed, and kicked the door shut.

Fade to black.

Tagging @foreverdolly. I know Frank Castle isn’t your man, but I’m hoping you’ll read this and let me know what your thoughts are, writing wise? Ciao!

#frank castle #frank castle x reader #frank castle drabble #the punisher #marvel #liss writes

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s0dium1 · 2 years

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Archived

JJK MEN WHEN THEY ARE HORNY PT.1

Characters: Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Warnings: Daddy kink, ddlg, profanity, cum kink, breeding kink, thigh fucking, titty sucking, nipple play, somnophilia ~

Yuji itadori

Its almost constant with yuji, a 24/7 hour need to be inside you

It wasn’t as bad when you two first started dating, but you later learned he was only restraining himself until he got more comfortable

Oh yeah and another key factor, this boy has zero shame

It doesn’t matter if your asleep of there a people around

You cant count the number of times you have woken up, thighs sticky with Yuji’s cum while he smiled innocently at you like nothing happened

“M'feel so good princess” Yuji groaned into your neck from behind, thrusting his painfully hard dick in and out of the soft plush of your thighs while you slept peacefully. Shit, your scent was intoxicating, only serving to increase his speed, his precum coating his dick acting as a lubricant he used to slide in and out. Yujis large calloused hands snuck their way under your loose shirt to squeeze the plump flesh of your breasts while his thumb repeatedly flicked over your nipples just the way you liked it, earning a guttural moan from your sleeping form. “Oh fuh-“ His voice comes out breathless “shit im gonna-” Yuji cut him self off with a groan, his hips bucking up and pressing flush against your ass while his cock painted your thighs a sticky white.

Gojo

Would never go to you openly to admit he is horny

no no no, Gojo is a man of god like ego, instead he will make it so your the one begging for him to fill you up

Loves teasing you or making you all riled especially in public

“Come on doll, you can last for another minute cant you?” Gojo grinned, continuing his relentless pistoning into your drooling cunt, the juices dripping from his balls and sat wetting the sheets. You had no strength to answer him, only offering wanton moans in retort as he continued to wreck your body with his completely brutal thrusts. The sounds that emoted from your bodies were sinful, trapped warm cum sloshing with every thrust.The pain of him hitting the tip of your cervix nearly every time mixed with his hand squeezing your throat; all of it was enough to send you to a euphoric grave. “God, even I couldn’t have imagined how much of a whore you actually are. You’re like bitch in heat aren’t you y/n?“

Megumi Fushiguro

Would rather die then admit he is horny

It’s a mix of ego and the stupid belief that he should be the one taking care of you, and not the other way around (that’s not how relationships work u porcupine)

Even if the two of you are currently in public, he will suck it up and wait until your both alone, its actually pretty impressive.

Megumi let out a strangled groan when he felt your soft lips lightly kiss the tip of his cock and your tongue lick a fat stripe up it. You felt a hand fly into your hair when you sunk down as far as you could go, and you swallowed around him which lead to a fast thrust of his hips upward. You choked then, not ready for the last few inches to suddenly sink into your mouth, and you would’ve pulled away had the hair atop your head not still been locked in Megumi’s fingers. Instead you had to stay where you were, eyes watering until your gaze was blurry, and you couldn’t help the sounds you made as Megumi’s cock thrusted into your mouth.

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bloodluvver · 1 year

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intruder

sure, ill stay in this labyrinth; hell-scape in my own mind. The pernicious world; dark with a proclivity and venerence towards evil. Ill never capitulate to this 'omniscient' god, these people working for him. I will never be a slave to the outside, to them. They cant get me.

there is no apt solution other than my own, in a corner; metaphorically and literally. What they would call me is 'agoraphobic' a troglodyte of sorts. But those they's now are nothing but fakes. puppets to this new world, an evil being taken over. I don't know for what purpose yet but I'm next. I believe now no one will understand me. ( If there are any real people still here, have read this something is wrong here. I must be dead. ) I am intelligent, if anything I am the omniscient one. They cant get me.

The aristocracy, the beings outside with flesh hides that lie- come up to my door with treats, greetings, through my mailbox. they lie. under the soft tone of voice, they want me. They need me for something but damn I don't know what for yet. They knock and knock and knock.

'Hello? are you doing alright? you haven't been out in weeks. hon.' Normal voices but each time I hear, something else is there, like a second inflection in their voice. I haven't been able to sleep because of it. Letters too. Calls, speaking through the mailbox.

I realized, they are out to get me.

Calls from my own number, letters sent from my own address, handwriting uncanny, as if it was slurred, someone who had just learned how to write was sending me these things. For the first times the mail was innocent in nature. the flesh hides; pretending to be my family, my friends. Asking me to come out, see them.

Eventually things got sinister.

The old letters, soft persistent subtle urgings to come out, to 'open my door'. Next, more persistent. Begging's started. And then demands. 'Open it.' The letters didn't even try names now. Just blank envelopes, stained at the front withy an odd smell, and then inside sloppy black inked demands. subtle threats that hurt me, made sharp pains erupt in my stomach and feelings as if something inside of me had died and sank.

'we need you. come out, we fear for your well being and what may happen if you don't leave soon.'

I've begun vomiting from the fear at the amount of calls, letters and knocks. There is an indescribable sink that has become a tearing inside of me. as if the fear is metastasizing and attempting to tear itself out, probably to let something in.

I have eaten the last of my food. My water has stopped running. My electricity has cut out. thankfully I have these candles, they were in the attic where my mothers things were.

Right before electricity cut, I was sitting in my kitchen, hiding under the windows from the knocking, I got desperate. Maybe something could help me? The fear began to become too much. I called my mothers number.

"mom? mom?"

she didn't answer for a bit and I had to re-ring her. The knocking didn't stop, my shaking fingers could barely click the green buttons again to call her, my tv and radio kept cutting in and out with this static, I couldn't stop it and it made my ears ring.

but finally she answered.

She didn't ask my name. Her voice sounded different too, faked. A soft, pernicious inflection that I would have picked up on if I wasn't in such a desperate state.

"hello? hi dear.. are you doing alright? You called so late."

I said no. That I think something was after me, a higher force. and I was afraid.

The knocking became banging, the static got louder and my stomach rumbled. I'm not sure if it was the anxiety or my hunger.

At this point I could barely hear her, the other sounds were borderline deafening but I closed my eyes and tried to focus on her voice.

"Would you want me to come over? I could make you soup. Like the old days." She laughed, It wasn't her laugh.

My stomach sank more when I didn't think it could, my mouth filled with saliva, throat threatening to purge.

"Mom? you never made me soup."

It felt like everything quieted down after that and the deafening sound that substituted was my heartbeat.

She didn't respond.

"Are you alone there?"

"Yes, I-"

It interrupted me.

"are you sure?" Her tone changed.

"What?" I whispered out again, aside from my increasing heart rate it was deathly quiet, I was convinced something could hear me.

"You should let me in." The voice dropped.

That didn't sound like my mother. She didn't speak after that and then I stopped completely, my mother died two years ago. At this point I forgot what her voice sounded like But now I knew this was not her.

The moment I remembered my mother passed, whatever the hell I was calling started cackling, as If it knew what I was thinking, an intrusive disease. It was one of them.

I didn't bother hanging up and just ran, ran into the attic with my mothers things, throwing my phone in a random direction downstairs.

That was two days ago. I have no food. no water. I have a coin to play with next to me. I have counted 61 heads and 70 tails. I am hiding in a corner, writing this and hoping the dehydration is what will get me.

The banging is quiet but hasn't stopped, locking myself in the attic has muffled it a bit. I can hear the laughing, It hasn't stopped since two days ago either. I think it has me. I think they have me.

If there is a God, he has died.

#horror #horror writing #creative writing #writing prompt

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s0dium · 2 years

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JJK Men when they are horny Pt.1

A/n: Oi yoi yoi! Sorry I haven't been posting, but we are almost to 1k!!!! Any way I hope you guys like this one, what other stuff do you want me to write? Please feel free to flood my requests!

Characters: Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Warnings: Daddy kink, ddlg, profanity, cum kink, breeding kink, thigh fucking, titty sucking, nipple play, somnophilia ~

Yuji itadori

Its almost constant with yuji, a 24/7 hour need to be inside you

It wasn't as bad when you two first started dating, but you later learned he was only restraining himself until he got more comfortable

Oh yeah and another key factor, this boy has zero shame

It doesn't matter if your asleep of there a people around

You cant count the number of times you have woken up, thighs sticky with Yuji's cum while he smiled innocently at you like nothing happened

"M'feel so good princess" Yuji groaned into your neck from behind, thrusting his painfully hard dick in and out of the soft plush of your thighs while you slept peacefully. Shit, your scent was intoxicating, only serving to increase his speed, his precum coating his dick acting as a lubricant he used to slide in and out. Yujis large calloused hands snuck their way under your loose shirt to squeeze the plump flesh of your breasts while his thumb repeatedly flicked over your nipples just the way you liked it, earning a guttural moan from your sleeping form. “Oh fuh-“ His voice comes out breathless "shit im gonna-" Yuji cut him self off with a groan, his hips bucking up and pressing flush against your ass while his cock painted your thighs a sticky white.

Gojo

Would never go to you openly to admit he is horny

no no no, Gojo is a man of god like ego, instead he will make it so your the one begging for him to fill you up

Loves teasing you or making you all riled especially in public

"Come on doll, you can last for another minute cant you?" Gojo grinned, continuing his relentless pistoning into your drooling cunt, the juices dripping from his balls and sat wetting the sheets. You had no strength to answer him, only offering wanton moans in retort as he continued to wreck your body with his completely brutal thrusts. The sounds that emoted from your bodies were sinful, trapped warm cum sloshing with every thrust.The pain of him hitting the tip of your cervix nearly every time mixed with his hand squeezing your throat; all of it was enough to send you to a euphoric grave. “God, even I couldn’t have imagined how much of a whore you actually are. You’re like bitch in heat aren't you y/n?"

Megumi Fushiguro

Would rather die then admit he is horny

It’s a mix of ego and the stupid belief that he should be the one taking care of you, and not the other way around (that’s not how relationships work u porcupine)

Even if the two of you are currently in public, he will suck it up and wait until your both alone, its actually pretty impressive.

Megumi let out a strangled groan when he felt your soft lips lightly kiss the tip of his cock and your tongue lick a fat stripe up it. You felt a hand fly into your hair when you sunk down as far as you could go, and you swallowed around him which lead to a fast thrust of his hips upward. You choked then, not ready for the last few inches to suddenly sink into your mouth, and you would’ve pulled away had the hair atop your head not still been locked in Megumi's fingers. Instead you had to stay where you were, eyes watering until your gaze was blurry, and you couldn’t help the sounds you made as Megumi's cock thrusted into your mouth.

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starfxkr · 4 months

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this is real crazy of me to say but i think we’re close enough for me to admit it friend

… i wanna ride jj’s gun. i need to see his face as his kitty loses herself on his weapon of all things. THERE IVE SAID IT !!!!!!

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AND UR REALLLLLLLL i cant remember if i wrote this read it or dreamt it but i def recall there being something similar on my blog where he rubs it against her clit but riding it? oh she’s doing that 100%

it’s when be first steals it and he’s so goddamn giddy about it, showing her how to load and unload it and how to clean it. and he jokingly presses the “empty” barrel under chin saying, “you better be lucky i love you kitten, theres some real bad motherfuckers out there who’d hurt you.”

and there’s that mean glint in his eye— the one that doesn’t rear its ugly head often but when it does you feel it. he probably runs the barrel over your lips when you stick your tongue out to give it a tiny lick and he just slides it between your lips back and forth like its his dick. when he pushes it down your throat amkes you gag, his eyes are drawn to the very obvious wet patch growing on your panties.

“i could do whatever i want with you right now you know that.” it wasn’t a question. his eyes flicking up from between your legs as he pulls the gun from your mouth with a thin string of saliva connecting it to your lips, “i could fuck you with this right now and you couldn’t do a thing. ‘cuz you’re my little girl arent you”’

frantically you nod, pretty much gasping with arousal, “i’d let you do anything.”

“yea you would,” he pinches your cheek with a wild smile, “‘cuz my girls a real freak.”

you can’t help but smile back, biting your lip when he lifts your dress and slides your panties to the side with the barrel.

“you trust me dont you?” he presses the cool metal against your hot sticky flesh.

“maybe.”

he pulls away to adjust himself, laying against the headboard and positioning the weapon at crotch level with a smirk, “come ride it then.”

you practically crawl towards him, once you’re close you dip your head down to lick the faint traces of your cunt off it. the way he moans you’d think his actual dick was in your mouth.

grabbing the back of your neck he lifts you off and drags you up until your wet pussy is hovering over it.

“go on now, wanna see my pretty girl ride it.”

it was almost embarrassing how easily he got you to sink down on it, a faint purr in the back of your throat when he rubbed his thumb beneath your ear.

the feeling was indescribable, the dry coolness of the gun was a stark contrast to how hot and wet you were. it was dizzying and he knew it, panting cruel praises into your ear as you sped up.

“i got you so well trained you’re riding a fuckin gun kitten you know how sick that is right?”

you shook your head, digging your nails in the side of his neck in irritation, “shut up…m’not sick i just-just wanna make you feel good.”

jj just smirks and pulls out your right tit from your dress, rubbing a thumb over your nipple, “yeah whatever makes you feel better, can tell you’re about to cum all over papa’s brand new glock though.”

you shake your head again, ashamed at how your dripping.

“dont shake your head at me missy i know you,” he leans in and trails his nose against your jaw, “i can see your clit throbbing from here.”

he’s right— god you hate that he’s right because your clenching hard around the metal with a choked mewl, clit pulsing and mind going blank with the strength of it.

when you finally come to his lips on pressing soft kisses against your pulse point, feeling that contented purr rumbling in the the back of your throat. you’re relaxed enough for him to gingerly pull the gun out of your now tender pussy and he gives you a finger so you have something warm to clench around.

still, he brings the drenched barrel to your face, mockingly, “i’d say you christened this little baby perfectly.”

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #🪐 anon

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lovebykai · 3 years

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Shots

》 Scorpio Season Collab

Pairing: Baji Keisuke x Reader

Warning(s): NSFW. Alcohol. Cervix Fucking.

College AU.

Authors Note: For @keizos 💕

All this because of that stupid shot.

Baji had been minding his business, pouring drinks when you'd come up with you friends, asking to do blow job shots. It was so basic and stupid he hadn't thought twice about it, making the drinks and sliding them to you across the bar without even looking up.

Except then he'd realized who was sitting there. Pretty little you, who he'd had eyes for since the two of you had started your Precal Algebra classes last semester. You noticed him too, grinning before lapping at the cream, gaze flicking up to his from beneath your lashes.

An uncomfortable flush clawed up his neck as your lips wrapped around the glass and you tossed your head back; without really thinking about it, he'd reached up and tugged it from your mouth with an audible pop. You're smirking as you lick your lips, smug. That's what really did him in-- how he ended up here.

“K-Keisu--” You choke on the whine, body arching as his fingers tease your clit. He smirks, pressing against your back and grinding his bulge into you.

Pressing soft kisses to your neck and jaw keeps his lips occupied, thankfully, because you’re positive you’d come completely undone if he decided to run his mouth. He knows his soft rumbling makes you dizzy even without the addition of slender fingers prodding at your slick folds.

“Please, oh, pleasepleaseplease--” Two fingers bury themselves inside of you abruptly, accompanied by a bite to the sensitive skin of your neck as he cups your pussy.

It has sparks dancing across your vision and you arch back, pressing into him with every thrust of his fingers. When you cum, it’s on a long whine as he rocks his hips against your clothed ass, letting out soft puffs into your heated skin. Gentle nips and suckles at your flesh make your knees shake; you dont even complain when he withdraws to tug your jeans down.

“Good girl,” His cock slips between your thighs, the head bumping against your clit. “Good fuckin’ girl.” Your moan is weak as you arch, hands pressing flat to the wall of the bathroom as he fucks himself between your legs.

His hand rests on the back of your head; another gripping your hip while he leans back to watch himself disappear as you wiggle. It's probably unprofessional for him to be hooking up with a classmate in the bathroom of his workplace, but whatever. He'd do just about anything to feel you wrapped around his dick.

“Hold still, princess.” There’s a warning there that makes your legs flex, a soft huff escaping his lips as you squeeze his length. You cant help but wriggle, though, and his quiet reprimands only make it worse. His nails dig into the fat of your hip as he pulls back to line himself up with your dripping core; when he sinks inside, you let out a whimper that almost tugs at his heartstrings.

“Shh, pretty baby, we'll get caught.” You can feel his smug smirk against your shoulder as he thrusts into you, groaning at the delicious drag of your walls. It’s enough to drive you both crazy.

The pulse and throb of your pussy as you begin to rock back against him is intoxicating. Baji sucks bruises into your back, looping an arm around your waist when your knees buckle. His other hand moves to grope your breasts, gripping you with a soft chuckle as he plucks and pinches at your nipples.

“So good, Kei-- so-- good--” You slur as another orgasm is ripped out of you, forehead bumping against the wall. It’s cute how drunk on him you are-- feeds his ego like nothing else. No other drug or drink has ever given him a buzz like this is.

The way you bend and whine for him sends him into a frenzy. He knows he should slow down -- give you a break as your fingers scratch fruitlessly at the tile wall -- but you’re sucking him in so deeply; little whimpers and pleas passing your lips as his cock kisses your cervix.

He yanks you flush with him when he cums, pressing another kiss to your neck as you coo your thanks, reaching back to wrap an arm around his neck. Playing with his hair, you’re just about shaking; he gently untangles himself from you and spins you around and into an embrace.

“I've got you, princess.” You smile, a hazy look in your eyes when he leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

#baji keisuke x reader #baji keisuke #keisuke baji #baji x reader #tokrev #thesmoot #tokyo revengers #tokyorev #✒ . kai fecit #scorpio collab

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rreyie · 3 years

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when you have a nightmare...

characters - eren, armin, jean, connie, reiner, bertholdt, porco

warnings - mentions of ptsd

a/n - you all seemed to really love my blurbs about cuddling so i’m back at it again but with this!! just beware, reiners might be a little angsty :P

eren doesn’t sleep much, so he will notice within a minute that something isn’t quite right. he tries to leave you alone, thinking that maybe he’s overreacting to this sudden behavior- and he doesn’t want to wake you up for nothing. when he notices your body trembling underneath the blanket that covered you, he had no clue what to do. the best he could do in this moment was to gently poke your arm until you were awake and rest a hand on your shoulder once your eyes were starting to blink open. “bad dream? yeah, i’ve been there a few times.” he would say, eyes turning quite soft at your scared face. “c’mere. you’re making me feel bad with those eyes of yours.” he holds out his arms which you promptly fling yourself into and he places a kiss on the soft flesh of your cheek, and curves his body so that you can lay inside his figure.

armin notices the minute you start to stir in your sleep, immediately sitting up and swiftly moving his head to the side to inspect your shaking body. he really doesn’t want to wake you from your sleep, but when he starts to hear the faintest whimpers emitting from your mouth, he can’t help but gently shake you awake and notice the trail of a tear coming from your eye. his heart quite literally shatters at the sight, arms coming to wrap around you. “i’m so sorry honey... if you don’t mind me asking, what did you dream about?” when you tell him, his grip tightens and his breath hitches while his empathetic side kicks in. “baby, i’m so sorry. i cant imagine what it must feel like to dream like that.” he offers to stay up with you if you need it, make some tea if you’d like and read a book with you- which you quickly accept. he makes you a cup of your favorite tea to calm down and reads you a bit from “moby dick”, one of his most favorite stories of all time. as he sees you drift off to your sleep again on his shoulder, he can’t help but marvel at the way your face looks when you’re asleep. “goodnight, my love”, he whispers, and kisses your forehead before turning out the lights.

jean doesn’t know how to handle nightmares, considering he doesn’t have many himself. his dreams are either wet dreams or straight up odd. so when he sees you starting to stir, he is internally screaming and doesn’t know what to do except leave you there in fear of disturbing you. when your eyes snap open in distress, he’s immediately at your side and holding you in a warm embrace. “shhh, shh baby it’s okay, i’m here.” he whispers, kissing you gently. “you’re not losing me any time soon.” he offers his sweater to you if you’re cold, and gets up to get you a glass of water.

connie is a heavy sleeper, and will only notice that something is wrong when you start to whimper. he’s woken from his slumber and hazily looks over to you, your shaking form making his heart sink. he doesn’t know what to do, so he just cuddles closer to you and rubs your back soothingly until you wake up. when your eyes finally open, he’s quick to smile at you in an attempt to ease your mood. “you ‘kay?” he mumbles sleepily. “had a nightmare, didn’t you?” he will listen to you tell him about whatever nightmare you had, nodding as you let everything out. though he’s still half asleep, he will make sure to listen to you. “well, good thing that wasn’t real then. you know i’d never let that happen to you, right? i’ll protect you always.” you nod and sink into his arms, feeling like putty and soon falling asleep again.

reiner, like all of the others characters on here, has severe ptsd, but it affects him the most at night and in his sleep. if you have a nightmare, the chances are that he will have one too. but you wake up first, and slightly panic when you see him shaking and whispering wails of “please, no...” and “no, no, no...”. in a few seconds he snaps his eyes open and looks around the room, to see your figure hovering over him, your eyes wide in distress like his. his jaw trembles and before you know it, he’s a crying mess as he flings himself towards you and buries his head in your shoulder. you can’t help but cry as well. his tears stain your shirt and you can feel his heart thump rapidly in his chest, his skin hot to the touch. after a few consecutive minutes of crying, he mumbles one thing: “will you stay with me? please?” you nods your head and lay back down with him, raking your fingers through his hair. he holds onto you extra tight that night.

bertholdt is a very heavy sleeper, this is a fact. that being said, he can’t usually tell when you have a nightmare, unless if you sneak into his bed one night or poke him awake saying that you had a bad dream. he instantly pulls his covers open for you, eyes wide as if he didn’t sleep, like he was waiting for you. you two don’t exchange any words, just a silent understanding that you needed some comfort. he wraps his impossibly long arms around your torso and pulls you in tight, intertwining your legs with one another. after a couple minutes, bertholdt breaks the silence by asking you in his quiet, sleepy voice, “can i kiss you?” which you quickly accept, and he peppers your face in kisses until you find yourself falling asleep from the feeling of warmth he provides.

porco sleeps like a goddamn grizzly bear. nothing can wake him up at all. but when he feels you turn on the light to the bathroom to go grab some water, he knows something is wrong. “babe? why are you up at this hour...?” he questions you, voice still rough from his interrupted slumber. when you tell him that you had a nightmare, he orders you to go back to bed and let him get you whatever you need. his hair is still messy and disheveled, the golden strands falling out of his normally slicked back hairstyle and you can’t help but think that he is pretty damn cute. when he comes and gives you back your water, then tells you to sit down on his lap. when you do, he wraps his muscular arms around your shoulders, which you quickly respond to with kissing his upturned nose, making him blush deeply.

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