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pattycakes5516 · 6 months

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Amongst Friends: Chapter Five

Smut ⚠️

Warning: This is all smut 🤷‍♀️

Gojo's POV

He takes in a bated breath at the erotic scene before him. Almost groaning out loud when Y/N calls out his name. Her hair sprawled out on the mattress, body perfectly arched with a euphoric look of pleasure present on her features. "What is going on?" Satoru's voice comes out in a low growl.

He watches as her far off state shifts to reality; just now understanding the circumstance she was in. He notices Suguru's grip tighten on her hips and she jolts up, moaning uncontrollably. Suguru looks almost feral as his tongue works to devour her needy pussy. "Fuck... please Suguru... I can't think..." She pleads with him but he ignores her cries.

Satoru swallows heavily as he watches her overcome with an orgasm. The way her legs shook and fingers dug into the bed trying to hold on to something. He felt his cock twitch painfully against his pants.

A small sense of guilt was nothing compared to the annoyance that they did not invite him to join. A wicked grin appears on his face as the dark eyes of his friend finally meet his own. "You fucking greedy bastard..." Satoru curses and Suguru simply shrugs.

Regular POV

Your mind and body are not listening as you try to recover from yet another orgasm. You glare down at Suguru who now wears a cocky smirk and licks his canines.

"Don't look at me like that..." he threatens and your body shivers. You attempt to sit up so you can address Satoru; to explain what the hell is happening. "Ah ah eyes on me..." He growls and his large hand wraps around your throat pulling you to him.

Suguru adds a bit of pressure, taking away oxygen for a few seconds before releasing. Your vision dots with black spots but your body vibrates to life. You cry out but are silenced by a fierce kiss, teeth nipping at your lower lip and tongue shoved down your throat. You ride the body high and give into him as one hand roams your hip and the other tugs your hair.

"Suguru..." You hear Satoru hiss, he was always a bit of a brat. But the tone he used in this moment to call out his friend's name was all aggression. He was no longer ok with being ignored.

Suguru pulls away and you whine. "Fuck that was cute..." His deep velvet voice whispers in your ear. "Satoru, you know I don't like sharing like you do...." You open your eyes and see his jaw clench.

You glance over at Satoru, those blue eyes lacked any playfulness. "This is a special occasion." He snaps back and you feel like prey caught between two predators who were starving.

You could feel a strange tension in the room. Both men stare each other down. It would be a ridiculous scene to witness; you and Suguru naked in bed while Satoru stands fully dressed.

"This is fucking ridiculous!" You suddenly speak up and both men snap out of it. "What the hell am I doing?" You run your hand down your face contemplating your choices.

"Fine Satoru just this once..." Suguru speaks up suddenly and you are pulled backwards into Satoru's chest. When you look up at him his eyes are low lidded and the smirk is devilish.

"Can I get a kiss too?" Satoru's expression changes to a pout, skillfully crafted to convey innocence and mask his devious thoughts. "Please..." He almost whimpers, your body reacts.

"I..." You try your hardest to form a sentence but the heat in your cheeks was distracting. Satoru turns your body to face him and kneels in front of you. His hand on your thigh and the other cupping your face, the coolness calming.

"You know me Y/N..." The bit of regular charm and cheerful personality cracks through. You find yourself slightly smiling. "It gets annoying to deal with me when someone gets something I want."

His thumb slides across your lower lip and he squeezes your leg. "Just this once..." He whispers his face inches from your own, his voice needy.

"Pfft..." His eyebrows knit together in confusion when you laugh. "Is that the equivalent to just the tip Satoru Gojo?" You respond sarcastically. His expression softens as you see him trying not to giggle himself as he shrugs.

You gulp and tense your jaw when his fingers tangle your hair pulling your face up. His breath ghosts over your neck. "Lovely, it would be much more than that..." His thumb caresses circles onto your inner thigh and you almost purr, you bite your inner cheek to maintain some form of sanity. "You're so fucking wet... Dripping down your thigh..."

You watch as he leans back a bit, making intense eye contact as he lifts his finger to his mouth and sucks them clean. "Ok..." you groan, rubbing your legs together at the visage in front of you.

"What was that?" Satoru tilts his head in mock confusion. "Speak up sweetheart. My beautiful Y/N." He cups your face and studies you. Fucking shit fuck...

"Kiss me Satoru!" You growl pulling him by the collar of his shirt and he grins as your lips meet. You yank him on top of you and he takes hold of your arms pushing them above your head.

"Slow down there..." Satoru scolds you and you roll your eyes. You wrap your legs around him, wanting to feel his body against yours. "Hah... so impatient..." Satoru takes both your wrists in one hand, tightening his grip. Gently lifts your chin, he was so pretty hovering above you in such a dirty way.

He kisses you again this time forcing it to be slow and sensual. Your heart races as his tongue softly dances with your own. Calculated strokes that ignited your core. When he pulls away again you miss the sensation. "That wasn't so bad. Right?" You nod arching against him.

"Fuck Satoru..." a deep voice interrupts your intimate moment. "You need to mmm share." You tilt your head back and see Suguru sitting against the wall leaning back, slowly stroking himself. Those dark eyes focused on every inch of skin.

Satoru sighs in a spoiled way, let's go and stands up. You watch as he removes his shirt and walks towards your dresser. "Top drawer?" He asks so casually. "Condoms?" You finally register and nod.

"Y/N come here..." Suguru beckons you and you manage to crawl over to him. Must have been too slow for his liking because he practically lifts you up pulling you closer. His teeth dig into your neck and you cry out. His tongue eases the sharp pain and it felt so good.

"Here greedy fucker..." Satoru throws a rubber at Suguru, as he begins unbuckling his belt. "I want this so bad... What is wrong with me?" Satoru mutters to himself, running his hand through his hair. A small amount of anxiety on his features.

"Put it on for me..." Suguru growls into your ear, no hesitation and those dark eyes burning with a carnal impulse. There was no regret or faltering in his expression. You take the foil wrapper from his hand and tear it open with your teeth. "So sexy..."

You take hold of his cock and he makes a pleased sound as you slowly stroke it. You watch as his abs contract. You roll on protection and his hands take hold of your hips. Without warning he turns you around as you straddle above him. "Final chance to stop..." He manages to say through gritted teeth.

"Fuck me Suguru..." You moan and he pushes you down onto his dick. Your head falls back at the sharp pain yet the pleasure of being completely filled by him.

He does not move holding you still warming his cock. You try to grind against him but he clicks his teeth. His large arms wrap around you and pull you against his chest, his fingers rolling along your nipples. "Rub your clit for me..."

Shakily as he relentlessly pinches and caresses your breast you move your hand to play with yourself. "Hah... please let me move..." You beg craving the friction.

Your eyes closed, you enjoy the multiple sensory pleasures. Suguru continues to knead your sensitive buds as he kisses your spine and shoulders. You gasp when another set of lips nibble at your neck. "I thought you were cute but damn..." Satoru whispers as you open your eyes to see him now naked kneeling in front of you.

"Ahhh fuck..." You cry out when Satoru replaces your own fingers with his, the lewd sound of your wetness as he expertly circles your clit. "Satoru..." you call out his name holding onto his shoulders for an anchor.

The moment you moan his name his eyes widen. He increases his pace and you fight to ride Suguru who has you still firmly in place. Your body slumps desperately. "You're so mean, Suguru..." Satoru laughs at your struggle. "Stop teasing her."

"Y/N how badly do you want me to fuck you?" Suguru asks, he sounded just as needy as you did. He has much better control as he holds you tighter. Your mind was a mess. You were going off instinct, the urge to continue feeling this good made you lose yourself completely. The promise of feeling even better.

"Fuck Suguru..." You curse at him, your nails digging into Satoru's shoulder. Satoru had told Suguru he was mean but the way his finger explored the front of your pussy was almost torture. Satoru spreads his fingers around your soaking lips where Suguru's cock was buried deep. "I need you to fuck me... Suguru, I need it so bad..."

Suguru grunts then slowly lifts your body up against his shaft, the pressure of Saturu's fingers cupping your hole and the sensation of sliding along Suguru's cock makes your body shiver. "You feel so damn good..." Suguru moans as you begin riding him. You barely heard his words, too busy buzzing with your own euphoria to care. Your vision flashes white as you already feel yourself ready to cum all over him.

Just as you pussy begins to twitch, Suguru yanks you off and you whimper. "Mmmm no please..." Your lips clench around empty air and you feel like throwing a small tantrum.

"You're being selfish." Suguru says while guiding your body into an arch and kneeling behind you. "Look at poor Satoru." Through bleary vision you look up and see a pained expression on Satoru's face as he strokes himself. You open your mouth and Satoru swallows heavily. You stick out your tongue and he gladly obliges. Your tongue twirls around the tip of his swollen cock, the bitter taste of precum fills you mouth.

Satoru groans deeply; you could feel the rumble from his chest. "Look at you...." You suck at the tip enjoying his eyes roll back. "I know I... Fuck... call you a nerd... but god damn it you can suck a dick..." Right as you take him into your throat and swallow, Suguru shoves himself back in. You moan and Satoru's body shakes from the vibrations. His hands tangle in your hair. Both men begin to thrust against you. You were a mindless drooling mess beneath them. You could no longer speak just grunts and cries.

The moment Suguru pulls your ass cheeks a part to push in even deeper you lose it. Your body shakes uncontrollable and your cunt clenches and unclenches. "That's it cum on my cock.... FUCK.... Fuck... fuck..."

Suguru and Satoru let out a stream of curses. You feel Satoru's dick twitch in your mouth and then his hot seed slides down your throat. He leans down a panting mess. Then pulls your neck back kissing you roughly.

A sharp slap to your ass causes you to jolt and moan into Satoru's lips. Suguru continues to slam into you. You arch even further, your toes curling.

Satoru stops the kiss, forcing you to look back at Suguru. Those dark eyes were low lidded and mindless. "Look what you have done to our precious Suguru." Satoru whispers, his cheeks flushed. "You're so good..."

"Y/N how does it feel..." Suguru grips your hips again and you arch even lower. "Fucking both of us... such a slut..." Then he flips you on your back pushing your legs up nearly to your head.

"Ahhh...." You scream out the new angle allowing him to get unbelievably deeper. "Feels good..." You whine and he curses again. His thrust is rough as he drills you into the bed. His hand pushes on your stomach.

"I can feel my cock..." He smirks and licks his canine, sweat dripping from his forehead. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else." He says confidently and you could not argue. You could only moan in response. Your vision clouded and thoughts fuzzy.

Satoru kisses your forehead then lowers himself to suck on your tit. "Too much..." You mewl but he holds down your arms, his tongue tracing your nipple.

"Awww you're so tough..." Suguru says, "you can handle it." He slams down and you see stars. Your body jerked on its own, legs quaking.

"Satoru shit..." He calls out to his friend, Satoru nods, they speak without saying a word. They had known each other since childhood so it was understandable. In the moment you wanted to know what they were both thinking. You were unable to form any syllables as Satoru again starts playing with your clit.

"Gah...." Another orgasm crashes down and this time Suguru moans. His pace became as erratic as his breathing. His cock pulsates inside you.

"Y/N fuck..." Suguru whines as you see his muscles tighten. You feel him finally release his load. His movements still as he tries to breathe. Satoru leans back with a smile. Suguru lowers your legs and this time his kiss is gentle. Soft pecks along the side of your lips and along your face. When those eyes meet yours there is a mixture of emotion. "You ok pretty?"

"So good..." You say softly and the worry you saw fades a bit. Suguru smiles down at you. Satoru whines and you both look over.

"I want a turn..." Satoru mutters his cock already hard again. He is such a brat. Suguru glares at his friend and sighs. You laugh almost drunkenly.

"Y/N..." Suguru calls out to you and you look at him. His finger runs along your cheek. "He doesn't always have to get his way." You reach up and take a piece of his long hair in your fingers twirling it.

"It's fine. I'm tough." You say smirking up at him. Suguru's usual stoic demeanor falls for a second, you see something vulnerable in his eyes. "Are you okay?" You ask him and he shakes his head.

"Yeah no I'm fine." He mumbles and you yelp when you feel Satoru grab your legs pulling you to the edge where he was standing.

"I'll be gentle. I can control myself unlike some people." Satoru takes a dig at Suguru who shrugs. Satoru kneels between your legs. "Still dripping... but you look so tasty."

You hate how your body instantly craves his tongue. You thank him when he begins sucking your juices. "So well mannered." Satoru whispers then plunges his tongue as far as he could inside of you. Your thighs close around his head and you ride his tongue.

"God damn it..." You hear Suguru curse climbing back onto the bed. He pinches your cheeks forcing your mouth open. "Don't swallow..." he warns as he spits into your mouth then straddles the front of your body. Roughly he opens your mouth wider and shoves his cock into your mouth.

Satoru shows you just how good he is with his mouth. You don't care that you can barely breath when Suguru begins thrusting.

You think to yourself you can't possible cum anymore, until a strange feeling overcomes you. You have never felt this way. It was almost too intense. You spread your legs and can hear Satoru moaning as he eats you out. You scream against Suguru's shaft as you feel your pussy squirt against Satoru's face. "Ooo you dirty girl..."

You feel tears fall down your cheek. "Satoru, you made her cry..." Suguru groans, "So breathtaking..." His cock spits cum down your throat and his entire body shakes. He stumbles back and lays down. "Shit..."

Satoru stands up smiling madly as he wipes his face off with his shirt. "I've never... Satoru... I'm sorry..." you cover your face a bit embarrassed.

"Sweetheart, that was the ultimate compliment." Satoru comforts you. You smile and then whine as he slides his cock against your lips. He lets out a shaky breath. "I've been beyond patient."

You always joked about how lanky Satoru Gojo was. He would always pout and be combative. But when this man picks you up as if you weigh nothing, slams his cock into you and pushes you against the wall you knew you could no longer say that. Your eyes wide in shock as he wore a cocky grin. "My turn..."

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hwangyeonjun · 3 years

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09 - thigh riding

pairing: minho x gn!reader

warnings: smut (+18), thigh riding, dirty talk, a bit of praising kink

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as you sat next to your best friend, innocently watching a movie together, you couldn’t keep your attention to it. your eyes kept lingering on his exposed muscular thighs. you cursed him in your mind for wearing shorts next to you. your whole body felt like on fire, he was so close to you. all you wanted to do is straddle him. just from the thought you squeezed your thighs together, a long sigh leaving your lips.

“you think i don’t know?” his voice startled you, for a second you forgot he was actually here.

“what?” you asked him, oblivious.

he didn’t answer and you yelped in surprise when you felt his hands on your waist as he lifted you up and with one swift movement you were straddling his thigh. your breath hitched in the back of your throat and you stared at him with wide eyes. your poorly clothed area was pressing on his skin as he leaned in and for a second you thought he was going to kiss you but he went past your lips and his hot breath touched your ear making you shiver.

“you stare at my thighs all the time clenching yours at the same time. i know what’s going on in that little head of yours” his voice was deep and raspy and that didn’t help you from heating up down there. “i can feel how hot you’re getting” suddenly he flexed his muscles and you left a low moan and this just made him chuckle. “you want to ride my thigh, love? is that it?”

you didn’t trust your voice so you just nodded eagerly but that didn’t satisfy him. “use your voice, baby” he growled.

“yes yes, minho please. please…” you were as surprised as him when you started begging. you can’t process what’s happening right now but you’re definitely okay with it. your words only turned him on more. his fingers hooked onto your panties and quick enough they were ripped apart and tossed on the side of the couch. you silently patted yourself on the back for only wearing an oversized shirt which was probably his.

finally his lips touched yours as he kissed you softly, tongue dragging across your bottom lip asking for entry which you let him. he placed his hands on your hips squeezing it. “go ahead baby, ride my thigh” he murmured into your lips.

you began to move against him and now you were thankful that he only wore shorts. the skin to skin feeling was making you even more wet if that’s even impossible. he bounced his thigh and you had to bit your lip to not moan loudly.

“i want to hear you, sweetheart” he groaned and cupped your cheek with his hand, slowly dragging his thumb through your lips.

you nodded as you looked in his eyes, letting yourself get lost in them for a moment. “fuck” you moaned gripping his shirt.

“you’re doing great” minho muttered and bit his lip watching you fall apart on his thigh. “if you keep looking at me like that i’m gonna cum in my pants” he gulped. Your pupils were dilated, lips red and swollen from biting it too hard.

with the help of his hands on your hips you started moving faster as you kept hitting the right spot. you gripped his shirt even harder and he started bouncing his thigh again. “shit shit shit” you groaned as you felt yourself getting close. “fuck, minho” the way his name rolled out of your mouth with a moan took his breath away. he grabbed you by the back of the neck and pulled you into a kiss, this time it was more aggressive and needy.

“i’m close” you pulled your lips away for a moment to mumble out the words.

“come on baby, cum for me” he encouraged you and touched his lips with yours. “you look so good riding my thigh, princess. I could do this every day” he purred and softly bit your bottom lip. you let go of his shirt and cupped his cheeks with both of your hands, once again pulling him into a heated kiss as you felt a wave of pleasure hitting all over your body. you moaned into his mouth while minho moved his hands higher and wrapped them around your waist pulling you closer to him. you pulled your lips away after a few seconds and rested your forehead against his, trying to catch your breath.

“i think i wanted this more than you” he muttered quietly after a few seconds making you chuckle.

“you have no idea”

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moved2usagiiboo · 3 years

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Daydreaming

Def; Daydreaming is the stream of consciousness that detaches from current, external tasks when attention drifts to a more personal and internal direction.

Synonyms; Trance, fantasy, Hallucination

Chifuyu x fem!reader

Minors DNI, thank you.

You were stunning, enticing, gorgeous. You were a angel sent down from heaven with the job of blessing young men's hearts. You shined bright like the rays on a sunny day.

You were his everything and yet you weren't his. As a matter of fact, he barely knew anything about you but you have him wrapped around your delicate finger. He was whipped.

Chifuyu met you one day, when he had been tasked with a mid-day coffee run for him and his co-worker. He walked into the café, the smell of coffee and pastries engulfed his noise, it was a small cat café not too far from where he worked. Nothing more than a five minute walk, Chifuyu heard cats meow and purred as they rubbed against his pants.

He bent down rubbing the head of the nearest cat to him, he lifted the cat up cradling it as he walked towards the menu.

"Hi! Welcome to Neko-Sama, what can I get for you today." You beamed at him from behind the counter with the softest smile. Your voice rung in his ears like a soft melody, your smile made heat rush to his face in an instant.

You had your hair in pigtails with pink and white cat ears, and a frilly maid costume draped over your body. You shuffled your body feeling Chifuyu's eyes look you up and down eyeing your attire.

You were adorable.

You stared at the man with cat like eyes, you catched your eyes with his before turning away and giving an awkward cough to clear the air.

"Wow, Tuba doesn't really like anybody..." You drifted off, "Much less let people hold her, you must be a great guy!"

"Tuba?" He questioned earning a small meow from the ginger cat that was in his arms nuzzling his head on his arm. "O-Oh! Well, I do work with animals, that's probably why." He chuckles softly petting the cat.

"That's amazing, I got this job here to work with animals. I adore cats, they're just so cute." You practically squealed, "Sorry! M'rambling" You looked down with a slight your ears slightly red from embarrassment.

The only thing that ran through Chifuyu's head was how adorable you were. Would it be weird if he asked for your number? You both just met, but he can't help but want to know more about you.

"N-No, no, not at all. Honestly, I thought it was cute..." He says the last part ever so softly, tightening his grip on the cat due to nervousness. The cat bites Chifuyu's hand in response jumping out of his arms, "Oh.. Guess I pissed him off." You both laughed at the cat as you watched him lick himself in spite.

For a split second you both lock eyes, you turn your head down to the iPad on the counter before beaming a smile at him.

"So! What can I get for you today?"

Ever since then Chifuyu has found reasons to make his way to the café. His co-worker caught onto him leaving work to bring back coffee and various snacks, one day he asked him about it.

"I like the coffee." He plainly replied, he would repeat this phrase over and over not only to those who asked about his constant ventures to the café but to convince himself that it wasn't because he wanted to hear your voice and see your face.

Totally not because he hopes that his constant visits would bring upon something. Something more than small talk as you prepared his drink, he convinced himself that he didn't want to be the reason you smile everyday.

You weren't running through his mind, he couldn't be in love with a girl be barely knows.

But the way you blush when he gives you small compliments, it's just too cute to ignore.

Over the course of a few months you and the man got closer, you learn his name and he yours. You were both around the same age, 23, you still being in college working towards your degree and him owning a animal shop.

One day, on a cold winter evening Chifuyu found himself at the café once again. So far he has been to Neko-Sama almost everyday. Naturally, being the animal person he is, he has created a bond with the cats there. Especially Tuna.

Tuna meows the loudest whenever Chifuyu is in the establishment, that's when you begin to prepare his drink. His order changes with the season, as any good barista does, you remember his orders for each season.

Being that it's winter you prepare his drink, a medium peppermint hot chocolate with extra whipped cream. You found it cute how a grown man would order such a cute drink.

"Good evening Chifuyu-san." You smiled placing his drink at his regular table. He takes off his coat setting it down on the seat next to him.

"I told you to drop the formalities, we're the same age Y/n." He sighs, softly thanking you for preparing his drink. He blows the steam away before taking a sip.

"I can't help it, you just seem so much older " You giggle before sitting next to him on the booth couch.

"Should I call you Fuyu' from now on?" You tapped your chin with a hum pretending to think.

"Do what you want, dummy Y/n." He mutters, hoping you're unaware of the burn on the tip of his ears.

Tuna jumped his way onto the seat laying on Chifuyu's coat, his purrs nothing more than a background sound as you and Chifuyu indulge in a conversation.

"And look at this, the new cat is so playful," Chifuyu chuckles pulling his phone out, "Look, she basically destroyed this toy we gave her." He shows you pictures of the cat along with the aftermath of her playtime. You giggle as he swiped through his phone.

This wasn't your fault. You could barely see the screen because of the glare from the lights, you shift your body closer to him. Chifuyu freezes as he feels your clothed breasts push up against him as you stare at his screen unaware of your actions.

"You okay?" You ask staring at his face, cupping it with your hands. His whole body locked up at your touch, his face was bright red with sweat heading down the side of his temple. "You're burning up!" You half screen putting the back of your hand on his forehead, "Are you sick?" You frantically ask while gripping the man's face.

"M'fine.. Just" He trails off, looking at your glistening lips, "Dizzy...."

"Fuyu, you idiot. You need to go home when you don't feel well..." You sighed, "Come on let me walk you home, my shift is over anyways."

Chifuyu waited outside feeling dizzy off of your touch, his head throbbed and his heart pounded. Maybe he was sick.

"Sorry it took so long, Tuna didn't want to go in his cage..." You sigh locking up, you looked at Chifuyu and worry spread across your face. Chifuyu's chest heaved up and down heavily, he looked out of breath as if he ran a marathon.

You quickly take off your scarf and wrapped it around his neck, he softly gasped at the sudden action.

"Let's get you home, yeah?" You lock arms with him and following him as he walked to his apartment. You missed the way his face got brighter as he smelt your scent on the scarf. You said your goodbyes telling him to take medicine and get a good night's rest.

He kicked off his shoes and stripped down on his way to the shower feeling lightheaded, after his shower he took his medicine like you told him to, he wasted no time getting into his bed not before grabbing your scarf and wrapping it around his neck. He ignored the cries of his cat as he tried to drift off to sleep trying to forget the throbbing pain in his head.

ミ❣️That night he couldn't sleep, maybe it was the throbbing pain in his head or the nauseous feeling he'd get everytime he would shift his body.

ミ❣️Or possible it was the fact that everytime he closed his eyes he saw you, your smile, heard your voice, felt your touch.

ミ❣️Your hands were soft, oh so plush.

ミ❣️And your lips, the way they glistened due to the lip gloss you would constantly put on for worry your lips would dry out.

ミ❣️He couldn't forget your whines and pouts when he would call you, "dummy y/n" a nickname you acquired after spraining your ankle slipping while trying to give Tuna a bath.

ミ❣️The way you would stick out your bottom lip, your eyes would shine as if you were about to cry when he had to leave early...

ミ❣️You were adorable, his perfect little angel.

ミ❣️He drifts off daydreaming about every aspect of you that he loves, its a innocent little crush.

ミ❣️He begins to drift off about the way you dress, those pink cat ears that jingle everytime you move. That slutty maid costume that barely covered your ass. Those adorable stripped thigh highs that covered your thighs, pushing up the fat to the uncovered part of your upper thighs.

ミ❣️He nuzzled his flushed face into the scarf engulfing his nose in your sweet scent. It smelt like the fragrance you would constantly wear...

ミ❣️What was it again?

ミ❣️Fuck, he can't think straight trying to remember the name of your perfume makes his head hurt.

ミ❣️But thinking about how you would bend down he would get a full view of your plush cheeks made his cock hurt.

ミ❣️The way you would shake and sway your hips with each step you took.

ミ❣️He isn't in the right headspace, his mind has drifted away from his body. He's long gone, he lost all control of his actions.

ミ❣️Chifuyu is needy, the thoughts go right to his cock. His length twitched with every memory of you.

ミ❣️When did he pull his pants down to his knees?

ミ❣️When did his breath become broken and eratic?

ミ❣️He doesn't know how he ended feeling his dick through his underwear, how he began to fist his dick, all curled up in a ball, trying to release.

ミ❣️His other hand pulling the scarf closer to his nose to take deep inhales.

ミ❣️Chifuyu's voice becomes audible as soft groans leave his mouth.

ミ❣️Nothing more than pre-cum dripped from the tip of his angry cock as he aggressively jerked his hand up and down the length of his shaft, gripping it harder trying to get friction.

ミ❣️He just needed to cum.

ミ❣️It wasn't working. He spat in his hand, rolling into his back. He pr sses his thumb onto his tip. He hissed in pain as a electric jolt shot through his body.

ミ❣️His proud cock standing tall as he moved his hand up and down while simultaneously slightly thrusting his hips upwards. He clicked his tongue in annoyance when it just.. wasn't working.

It wasnt you

ミ❣️Chifuyu pulled his pillow from his head, shifting his position once more, laying back on his side, putting his cock onto the surface of the pillow. He slowly humped his pillow, grinding his dick into the pillow.

ミ❣️He found himself wondering what you were doing right now, if at night you played with yourself.

ミ❣️No, no, not that. He wondered how well you would take him, if you'd scream his name, begging him to go faster, calling him all sorts of names,

ミ❣️Daddy

ミ❣️Master

ミ❣️ They would sound so pretty coming out of your mouth

ミ❣️As he claimed your pussy as his spraying your insides with his cum.

ミ❣️Nah, you were too innocent for that... You were the type of girl to blush when somebody accidentally touches your hand of gives you a compliment.

ミ❣️If anything you would fail to understand why your core was heating up, desperate to feel something inside you but not understanding the meaning.

ミ❣️That's it, you'd come to him crying asking for him to help you feel better.

ミ❣️He groaned at the thought of him placing his hand around your throat while tongue fucking your mouth. You would struggle to kiss back as he roughly explored your mouth with his tongue. Your knees would buckle from the pleasure. He would pick you up, holding the back of your knees, gently grinding his hard cock against your sex.

ミ❣️He would treat you like a princess.

ミ❣️Laying on your back as you hurried to take your soaking panties off, your slick juices leaving a single string that was attached to your panties, proof that you were wetting your undergarments like a dirty slut.

ミ❣️Your face would be red as you shamelessly tell him in the softest tone.

ミ❣️"Want you so bad Fuyu'"

ミ❣️Fuck, his thrusts became more erratic, his knuckles turning white from his tight grip on his pillow.

ミ❣️Yeah, you'd call him by his nickname as you begged him to claim you, ruin you.

ミ❣️He imagine him sinking his fingers, he'd start with one not wanting to hurt you. Your tight untouched cunt tightly squeezing his finger. You would already be a moaning mess, Fuyu was talking all your firsts.

ミ❣️Your slightly loosened sex would take in another finger. You would try your best to muffle your slutty moans as he fingers your soaking pussy. You'd cover your mouth with your hand as his finger curled inside of you hitting that spot that made your toes curl and eyes widen.

ミ❣️You'd moan his name, begging him to stop. It felt weird, felt too good, something was coming.

ミ❣️He'd give you your first orgasm with his fingers, you had drool dripping from the corner of your mouth, your face was red. You were already so fucked out on his fingers.

ミ❣️He felt his cock twitch with these thoughts. He mindlessly began to fuck his pillow into the mattress, his body now on top of the pillow as he grinded on top of the pillow.

ミ❣️He'd have you suck on his fingers tasting yourself as he began to eat you out. His tongue slipping in and out of your slit, naughty slurping sounds emitted from the room as he throat fucked you with his digits that were once in your pussy. His nose would occasionally hit your lip causing you to arch your back pushing his tongue deeper inside you.

ミ❣️You love being eaten out huh? Love it when daddy fucks you with his tongue. Such a dirty little thing.

ミ❣️All the dirty things he could think of seeps from his mouth, while eating you out. He'd bring you to another orgasm with ease.

ミ❣️"Y/n, fuck, m'gonna cum" Chifuyu grunted out in a out of breath voice, he felt his cock spurt out his cum into his pillow, yet he wasn't satisfied.

ミ❣️He leaned back onto his shins, his knees pressing into the bed as he lifted the pillow up, slipping his cock into the pillow cover.

ミ❣️He wasn't done yet, your pussy would be twitching, eager to take his cock. You eyes would be begging him to fuck you into the mattress.

ミ❣️"Gonna fuck my princess dumb." He muttered out to nobody as he thrusted upwards into the pillow. His thrusts were shameless and aggressive as he pounded his pillow like a dog in heat.

ミ❣️His moans were loud as he muttered filthy things about you.

ミ❣️He would slip his cock into you, kissing away the tears from your eyes.

ミ❣️His cock was just too big, his dumb baby couldn't take it. The stretch hurt. Daddy made it fit though. Daddy will make you feel so good. Pretty girl.

ミ❣️He'd let you adjust waiting for you to give him the okay, he would start of slow, giving you small thrusts to get you used to the size of him. Deep passionate thrusts that said how much he loved you.

ミ❣️You would have the most beautiful moans and whines, he could listen to them all day. He would kiss you and your body till it bruised.

ミ❣️You'd beg him to fuck you, he would do just that. Slamming his hips into yours causing you to scream out his nickname, one of his hands would be on your thigh squeezing it oh so tight getting a good grip for when he pulls his cock out and slams your bodies into each other, fucking you senseless. While the other kept your mouth busy, occasionally taking his fingers out of your mouth to kiss you deeply bruising your lips with his.

He'd watch your every expression.

ミ❣️"Your pussy was made for me, look how well you're taking it. Doing so good"

ミ❣️Your eyes would cross as your tongue rolled out, you'd pants and beg for him to slow down. You didn't really want that, no, not when he was making you feel this good. The way you would arch your back, grind your hips into his, wrap your arms around his neck and grip his hair as you moaned louder with each thrust told him everything he needed to know.

ミ❣️You wanted more, you're greedy aren't you?

ミ❣️"My pretty little cocksleeve"

ミ❣️Chifuyu felt himself getting closer to his high, but he wanted to cum with you.

ミ❣️No, you weren't here.

ミ❣️His hand would make it to your clit giving it a soft slap before his thumb rubbed it in circles. You'd start cursing because of how good it felt. Telling him you wanted more, how you were about to cum, how much you wanted him to cum in you.

ミ❣️You would adore it, he knows it. You'd be such a cum hungry slut for him, no matter when or where you'd want him to cum in your tight pussy.

ミ❣️"Fuck, fuck— so good, Y/n— yer' pussy so good" Chifuyu cursed out as he imagined you creaming his cock the same time as he slammed his dick in you once more before spraying your insides white with his cum. Your body would shake as you had your final orgasm feeling so full.

ミ❣️"Fuck... Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck!" Chifuyu cursed out realizing what he just did, he felt a wave of guilt as he felt his dick go limp after fucking his pillow to the thought of you like a madman.

ミ❣️He rushed into the shower, almost falling off his bed in a panic mode. He tried to wash it off, tried to wash off the sin of moaning your name while he fucked his pillow like some highschool horn dog.

ミ❣️He hoped you'd forgive him, he prayed you would.. You couldn't ever find out what he did, you'd label him as a pervert.

ミ❣️Maybe he was one.

ミ❣️He couldn't look himself in the mirror, too ashamed to face himself.

ミ❣️Chifuyu threw the pillow away before curling back in bed chanting soft apologies to nobody. He'd wrap his body in his blanket nuzzling his face back into your scarf as he drifting off final able to sleep.

ミ❣️The next morning you didn't understand why Chifuyu refused to make eye contact with you...

It was supposed to be a short drabble.... 500 works max 🤧🔫 anywaysssss

@baji-kuns hope you liked it 🙄 #Chifuyu'sAHoe

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rezzyromance · 3 years

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can i request a heisenburg x reader where they take a shower together and it starts getting freaky B) idk if im aloud to add kinks but maybe praise :D

This one was written from the heart.

(CW: Sex +18)

Once again, I've written this story with a gender neutral reader until it gets to the sexual part. I am not experienced in writing any sexual scenarios for gender neutral people or people with penises. I'm very sorry for this and hope you enjoy the story anyway. "I'm not going to ask again, Karl. Will you please take a shower?" You've been pushing Karl for the last 30 minutes to take a shower. It had been so long since he took a break from his work to actually take care of himself. It worried you, so you'd often try to take care of him here and there without getting on his nerves. But now, he's being relentless and stubborn. "For the last time, (Y/N) I don't have time to shower." His tone was aggressive as he refused to look away from his work to face you. "When's the last time you change your clothes? You sweat so much during some of the shit you do to these robots, or whatever they are." "It'll all just get dirty again, so what's the point of cleaning anything?" His gross words made you shiver. You loved him, but the man had nearly no concept of personal hygiene sometimes. A small part of him did care a little bit. He didn't want you to see him as gross. He's never had someone who he's felt the need to impress or look good for until you came along. But still, his work mattered so much to him that he casted hygiene to the side more often than you'd both like to admit. "What if I joined you?" You ask. He froze in his place, nearly choking on his own tongue. But he was quick to regain his composure. He looked over at you from the chair he was sitting in. You couldn't tell due to him wearing his sunglasses, but his eyes were scanning every little detail of your face. "Well?" You cross your arms and stare at him waiting for a response. He inhaled through his nose and tried to cover his excitement with a false sense of aggravation. "Fine. As long as it gets you to shut up." He rises from his chair and you can't help but smile knowing you won the argument. "Leave your coat, hat, and gloves here. We'll clean those later." "Yeah yeah whatever." You excitedly make your way to the bathroom. You set the shower temperature to a comfortable level of heat. The room began to fill with steam. Karl stood against the wall with his arms crossed, still wanting to seem reluctant even though he already agreed to the shower. "Alright. Water's ready. Now strip." You demand with a cheeky smile. "You first." "Sorry, can't do that. I wanna make sure you actually get in the shower before I do so you can't run." This makes him roll his eyes. But, once he's done pouting he begins to remove his shirt. You do the same, hoping it will coax him into continuing. Once his shirt is off he throws it to the side and smiles once he notices you stripping as well. It doesn't take long for you both to be completely unclothed.

He pulls back the shower curtain and steps inside. "Ah! Son of a bitch! Why's the water so hot?!" he yells out and begins to twist the metal shower knobs with his powers. "I didn't make it THAT hot." You step inside and feel a shiver crawl up your skin. "Now it's too cold." You complain. "You are not making this easy, are you?" He turns the knob to warmer. As uncomfortable as it was for him before, he didn't want to hear you fuss more than you already were. "That's better." You smile and relax as the water covers your body.

You stood there for a while, just enjoying the feeling of the heat around you. For a second, you zoned out. The whole time he stood there staring at you. Seeing you so happy and at peace made his insides start to feel as hot as the water that bounced and ran down his skin. All of his own discomfort fled as he watching, lovingly, at the smile growing on your face. Your eyes began to flutter open and he quickly looked away, not wanting it to be obvious that he was staring. But, you could tell from his flushed face and wandering eyes that he had been watching you.

You had placed 2 wash clothes on the side of the tub. You bent over to grab them and again he can't help but stare. This time, his feelings are a little less innocent as he gazes upon your body in a position that drives his mind wild. "Here's a wash cloth." You rise up and turn to hand him one. His body was closer to yours than it was just a few seconds ago, but you didn't mind. "Thanks." His voice was rough and low, almost as if he spoke in a growl. You supply both rags with soap and begin to rub down your body as he does the same.

You sit back for a moment, not really putting in much effort into cleansing yourself as you were too distracted by the sight in front of you. The way his silver hair stretched and clung to his face as the water weighed it down drove you mad. The way the water trickles off his muscular arms and powerful body absolutely hypnotized you. "Having fun there, (Y/N)?" You look up from his chest to his eyes. "Sure am. And you?" You use the cloth that you were previously bathing yourself with and begin to rub across his chest. "I'm fine, but I can bathe myself." He jokes. "Are you sure about that? It looks like you missed a spot." You point to a random area on his chest. "What? Where?" He looks down to where you were pointing and you take the opportunity to place an unexpected kiss on his lips. The initial shock causes him to almost pull away at first, but he soon pushes into the kiss, making it more passionate.

Your back was now pushed against the wall as you both continued your heated kiss. He was first to slip in tongue and you followed, ignoring any drool that leaked from your mouth as it only blended in with the shower water. His hands were gripped tightly to your hips. He begins to bring his body closer to yours. You can feel something poking you before the rest of his body makes contact which causes you to smile against his lips.

You place a hand on his wet chest and slowly make your way lower and lower until you can feel the light scratchiness of his pubes. he nibbles lightly on your bottom lip, signaling for you to go even further. You follow through and reach down you grasp his hardened penis. He inhales sharply and you begin to rub it back and forth, teasing him with your soft touches. He grunted quietly and tightened his grip on your hips, digging his fingers in slightly. You whimper and wrap your fingers around his cock as you begin to jerk him off. "Fuck yeah. Just like that." He groans in your ear before placing scattered kisses on your neck. You use your free hand to reach up and tangle your fingers in his wet locks. He begins to bite down on the more tender spots on your soft neck, leaving marks all over.

After more and more stroking, he grabs your wrist and pulls it away from his crotch. "Do you want me?" He says in a husky voice directly into your ear. "Mhm." You try to not moan as you feel his hand rub down your stomach and making its way in between your legs. "Say it. Say you want me." He demands. "I want you." You gasp lightly as his fingers begin to play with you between your legs. Your knees come together and he uses one of his hands to move them apart. You wrap your arms around his neck, using him as support as your legs shake beneath you. His rough and calloused fingers toy with your clit, causing you to dig your nails into his back. This causes him to inhale through his gritted teeth, but he didn't mind.

After almost rubbing you to completion, he pulls away to torment you some more. You let out a dissatisfied groan as his hand pulls away. His smirk was as egotistical as ever. "What's wrong? You want a little more?" He places his hands on the wall with your body in-between them. He slowly began to bring his body closer to yours, trapping you against the wall. His hard dick was between your legs and resting eagerly against your pussy. He slowly rocked his body, moving his dick across your needy region. He stared into your eyes and watched the agitation grow stronger. "Having any regrets about this yet?" He holds in a chuckle. "No. But if you don't fuck me stupid then I might." "Is that an invitation?" He leans in more and places a hand on the side of your face, cupping it while his thumb played with your bottom lip. You open your mouth and lead the tip of his thumb in before slowly biting now. You didn't bite hard at all, just enough to make him pull his dick away from you and begin to position it for entry. "I'll take that as a yes, Buttercup."

With his thumb still in your mouth, he pushes the first few inches of his dick in. Your breath hitches and you accidentally bite down harder. "Bite any harder and I'll leave right now." He threatens. You immediately loosen your jaw and begin to suck lightly as he pushes more of himself into you. You moan and he pulls his thumb out but continues to hold your face in his hand as he slowly rocks his hips, giving you a little time to adjust. But, it was only a little bit of time. Once your body loosened a little bit he began to thrust. in and out, holding into your waist to keep you from slipping. The sound of wet skin slapping filled the room along with overwhelmed moans that you couldn't keep quiet.

A few grunts left his gritted teeth as he pounded into you relentlessly. "C'mere" He grabbed you by the arm and pulled you away from the wall and turned you so your back is facing him. He bends you over and places one of his hands underneath your stomach to provide you for support. You felt as his tip wandered around in between your legs before finding your vagina again. Once he filled you up with his dick again, he began to pound into you even harder. Both of his hands gripped tightly on each side of your waist as he pulled your entire body into him with each pound.

You felt like you could feel it in your stomach. His dick was harder than ever and you swore you could feel it throbbing and twitching inside of you. Your vision was blurred from the sheer amount of overwhelming pleasure so you closed your eyes. Your moans had become quiet little whimpers that were pushed out of you with each thrust. You feel his hand make its way through your hair as he grips a handful of it and pulls your head back slightly. "Fuck yes (Y/N).." He moans as your body limply swings against his pounding. You could feel a burning feeling growing between your legs. Your climax was near and you wanted so badly to finish. He could tell by the way your legs were trembling that you were close.

He reaches one of his hands between your legs and feels for the clit as he continued to slam into you. A loud moan escaping from your lips helped him navigate to eventually finding your sweet spot. So now he was drilling into you while also destroying your clit. You shut your eyes tight and let loose all of the swears, grunts, and moans you were holding back. His climax was approaching as well. You could hear him grunting and swearing louder and louder, occasionally saying your name. "Karl! Karl I'm gonna cum!" You cry out. He doesn't change his pace until he feels you release onto him. Your body goes completely limp as your vagina floods with your orgasm. You couldn't feel your body and your brain felt foggy.

He still had an orgasm to reach, though. So, he pulled out and made sure to keep a tight grip on you to make sure you don't collapse. You followed the motion of his movements as he turned you around and put his lips to yours as he stroked his cock. The kiss was messy, but loving. He stopped jerking himself off and grabbed you by the waist again. "Wrap your legs around me." He says. You nod, too dazed to give a verbal response. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. You also wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head against him as he sticks his dick in you again. You give no protest and close your eyes as he pounds in and out into your comfortable body that engulfed him. While you were quiet, he could still hear you moaning under your breath. He bounced your body up and down, kissing you over and over again. Once he knew his orgasm was rising, he pulled you off and came, letting it drip down his shaft and onto the wet shower floor. You were both breathless but gained a sense of comfort from feeling each others chests rise and fall.

"So," He spoke in between small gasps. "I might need to shower with you more often." You laughed softly into his shoulder, too tired to give any real reaction. He twisted the knob to the shower off with his powers. His hands never left your body as he held you against him. "Here. Sit." He sits you down on the side of the tub and grabs a towel. He softly began to rub your wet hair, attempting to dry it while you rested. You stared into his eyes as he did so. They had their usual sharpness to them, but something about him in this moment was so much more tender than his usual self. You didn't complain though. When he was done, you took the towel from him and returned the favor by drying his hair. He closed his eyes and relaxed against your gentle touch. Once you finished, you placed a kiss on his nose that immediately created a smile on his face.

"How about we go relax a little more before I get back to work." He offers. "I'd like that." You respond quietly. He wraps a towel around his waist and then wraps a towel around you before picking you up bridal style and carrying you back to the bedroom. There, you both curled up against each other and fell asleep.

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rcksmith · 3 years

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Beautiful - Kaz Brekker.

Requests: “Also, the image of Kaz comforting with soft aftercare sobbing hot tears reader after being immensely physically and emotionally overstimulated - lives in my head rent free. Just saying. 💁💁💁”

“29 smut and 4 fluff with the Kaz AU please? Your writing style is ✨immaculate✨”

“hey there! may i request a smut fic on Kaz Brekker x reader with 43, 48 and 54? obviously everything else is your choice :)”

Fluff prompts:

4. “Sweetheart, you’re my entire world”.

Smut prompts:

29. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

43. “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

48. “I only want to please you.”

54. “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

Couple: Kaz Brekker/ Fem!Reader.

Warnings: swearing, explicit smut, nsfw, dirty talk, overstimulated, Kaz!soft dom.

Word count: 2k.

A/N: All smut requests for Kaz must follow these rules.

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake

Requests are closed. Love you❤️

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Your chest rose and fell frantically, your mouth half-open in a moan or silent scream, your head thrown back on the black pillows, one hand clutching the sheet with the despair of a shipwrecked at sea. The air was hot and heavy and sizzling, the scent of sex and lust had long time flooded the room and now the fragrance only deepened.

His hot tongue licked your most swollen and quivering spot, his lips closing on your absurdly wet crest and sucking with sensual hunger. The electrifying sensation made you want to close your legs for the pleasure and pain of overstimulation. But Kaz kept both hands firmly on your thighs, separating them precisely, allowing him to eat you like a starving man for years. As if he hadn't already fucked you intensely minutes ago.

“Sir!” You moaned loudly, your back arching and hot tears streaming down your eyes.

You sobbed, the sounds already mingling in your stuttering mouth, reducing you to a tearful mess. But Kaz didn't give you relief. His mouth dipped deeper, his lips eating you adoringly, his hands curling around your thigh and pulling you closer. As if it were still insufficient.

“F-fuck-! S -...” Your incoherent scream was lost in throat, sounding absurdly submissive, innocent and desperate.

Brekker chuckled a little arrogantly. The vibration of his laughter hitting your walls so swollen and wet was enough to push you over the edge. The explosion of artifice behind your eyelids make your heart to pound wildly in chest.

Kaz lifted his mouth minutely, looking up at you, his cocky smile still gracing his lips swollen and wet from your orgasm. “ I didn’t know you were so sensitive."

It was a mockery, of course. And you would have rolled your eyes at that bastard if you had the strength. But you were just a mess that was pushed to the bottom of the well, so you just ran your fingers through Kaz's hair, the tears still flowing and the breath coming in a gasp from your lips.

Brekker has always had an overwhelming hunger, especially for you. He already had a controlling and dominant personality, always seen in the highest positions of command, always the boss, and being able to bend you at his feet was such an intense feeling that you never thought it possible for anyone to feel. He was careful at the beginning of the relationship, testing the limits, asking if you were okay and giving you the security password. But as time went on, when Kaz realized that your limit line was too far away, that you loved being tearful mess for him, things got really intense.

And you loved every second. And that's why you provoked so much tonight.

Your smile was mischievous, filled with that facade of fake innocence and prickly puppy dog eyes. Your dress was tight and silky black, hugging your curves the way you knew Kaz couldn't control himself.

You were excited to overwhelming levels. Kaz had been traveling on business for the past three days and you felt much more needy than usual. And he had rules, explicit rules that involved you not can’t to touch yourself alone, your orgasms were his, so seeking relief with yourself wasn't an option.

And now he had arrived and needed to prioritize what the Crows were telling him about what had happened while he was gone. Normally, you would have understood. Kaz was an absurdly busy man, but you couldn't wait any longer. When he called you saying he was arriving at the crow club, you dressed immaculately and went to wait for him there, like just a like a girlfriend who was missing him. Not like a little devil who had much more impure intentions.

You realized that had successfully carried out your plan from the way Kaz looked at you the second he saw you. With hunger, visseral desire and sinful lust. He looked at you like he wanted to devour you. Brekker and you tried to keep up appearances for the rest of the gang, in a fiery game that only the two of you knew. But his hand was glued around your waist the entire time, in a possessive touch.

You had even been distracted a little more by Jesper's jokes when a voice, warm and sinful, whispered huskily in your ear: “When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

The two of you already lived together, and Brekker lavished himself on that luxury by banging your back on the door when getting home. In an aggressive kiss, permeated with lust and longing, your body was already hot and you could feel panties wet without him even touching you right.

"I missed you." You whimpered into his mouth, your arms wrapped around his neck as you purposely pressed your breasts against his male chest. "I only want to please you."

"You have no idea how much I missed you." His mouth dipped into your once more, his hands roving possessively over your body.

“I doubt.” You stubbornly teased, just because you wanted more attention. More attention from him.

Kaz smiled that dissolute sideways smile, bringing a hand up to your throat and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

He had already made you come three times. Fucking you and eating you like an insatiable man, never feeling satisfied to see his own cum ooze out of you or feel you cuming.

"Fucking good slut." Another slap was delivered to your left thigh, followed by a possessive squeeze.

Kaz was on top of you again, slamming his mouth into yours in a fierce way, making you taste your own taste. It wasn't a pretty or elegant kiss. Tongues danced at once and your cum mixing with saliva. You sobbed loudly, your hands on his chest, the tears running hot and mixing with your smudged mascara. You were a tearful mess, exuding that submissive innocence. And the way you were vulnerable and at his mercy only fueled his hunger.

Kaz Brekker wanted more.

"Are you going to take my cum inside you like a good girl?" His voice was warm and lusty.

You stuttered, your breath burning in your chest and your pussy swollen with aching clit.

"D-daddy." You whimpered “I-I don't know if I c-can.” Your waist moved to his, and a broken moan escaped as your rubbed against his throbbing cock.

“Oh my poor baby.” His mouth was on your again, his cock rubbing against slippery entrance and swallowing your moans and sobs.

You two had a security password, and Kaz knew damn well you remembered and were perfectly lucid to say it. But the truth was, you didn't want to. You liked hunting, you liked the game, you liked being helpless in his arms and being used like a doll. And you knew Kaz knew that.

"Can't you handle my dick?" He tasted you, the tip of his cock pressing into your entrance.

You threw your head back, a moan along with a loud sob escaping your mouth and hot tears flowing in a steadier rhythm. Your hands were trembling against his chest, breasts rising and falling desperately with your panting breath. You shifted your waist, and Kaz used it to sink deep inside you.

Your scream came broken and fighting breath. Brekker bit his lip hard for the overwhelming pleasure it was to see you like this, feel you like this, enter your pussy and feel you throbbing strongly and sucking his cock inside.

"Fucking hell!" It hit your G-spot, and you felt a sob choke in throat.

Kaz hit again and sank down as far as possible, touching the tip of his cock to the mouth of your uterus and pouring all the hot cum there. For the second time that night.

"Fuck- Daddy!" You squinted your eyes and the scream was caught in your throat by your panting breath.

You pussy burned from overstimulation, her clitoris extremely sore and swollen. The hot tears flowed continually, and you buried your face in the crook of Kaz's neck, whimpering.

"My little princess." Kaz's warm arms encircled you, tracing lazy circles with his thumbs across your warm skin. “You did so, so good. Taking it all like a such good girl.”

You hiccuping. Your legs and hands trembling, your pussy swollen and throbbing. You breath burned in chest and you could have sworn your womb felt filled with Kaz's cum. As if the deep he poured into you, as deep as possible, had reached his goal and filled you up. Completely.

Kaz pulled his dick out of you gently, but pulled your panties back between your legs to keep his cum from leaking out. A realization that made you both moan softly.

“We don't want it to drain do we?" He sprinkled a little kiss on your trembling lips, his right hand wiping the tears from your cheek and holding your face sweetly. “Will you hold my cum inside you like a good girl?”

Even weak and sobbing, you nodded, bending your head to his touch and rubbing your cheek in his hand. Kaz lay down beside you, wrapping his arms around your shivering body and pulling you lovingly into his chest, brushing the strands of sweat from your forehead and wiping away your hot tears with his thumbs.

"My beautiful girl."

Kaz ran his hands over your body in a tender, gentle touch, soothing the trembling in your legs. Pampering your warm skin with loving sweets, splashing a few kisses on youd cheeks and gently nuzzling your hair.

"Sweetheart, you’re my entire world" a kiss to the bridge of your nose was poured "You know that don't you?"

"I know, Kassy." Your voice was low and tired, breathing starting to settle.

You and your body both protested when Kaz got up from the bed and picked you up. His warm arms accommodated you like they were the best refuge in the world, and you were already dozing off when you realized you had been placed in a tub filled with hot water.

You let out a loud moan of complete satisfaction, and Kaz laughed.

“Yeah, I thought you might like that." He played with you and you chuckled softly.

Your eyes remained closed throughout the process. Kaz's hands slid the soap over your skin with such care and affection that you felt a huge wave of love settle in your chest. He kept going through the process, shampooing and creaming your hair and placing his flap-shaped hand over your eyes, preventing the water from falling out when he rinsed the products.

You opened your eyes a few seconds after your hair was clean, and his gaze shifted to your face.

“Hey you.” Kaz smiled and you smiled back.

“I love you.” It was the only way you could find to express everything you were feeling right now.

Kaz sensed the intensity of your feelings by your gaze, and dropped a small kiss on the tip of your nose as he said, “I love you too, Dear. Now let me dry you.”

A/N: what can i say? i am a whore. HAHAHAH anyway, besties, i've opened the tag list now so let me know if you want to be added. Requests are closed. Love you.

Tagged: @glowingatdawn

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fantasydaydreamers · 3 years

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Can you do a part 2 for the reader x bakugou sexting fanfic 🥺 like the smut part hehe

I knew this was coming~ ofc you cannn💕 also, title change bc I can😭

"A Dream Come True~ Part 2/2" Bakugo x Reader

Summary: Continuation of PART 1

Words: 2,413

Warnings: Smut

~*~*~*~*

The rest of the day went by in a blur as the anticipation for tonight set in. The disbelief over what happened at lunch never went away and thankfully Kirishima and Kaminari didn't seem to notice you and Bakugou acting differently.

On the walk back to the dorms, you and Bakugou trailed behind your two oblivious friends. Your face was flaming hot by the proximity of being next to Bakugou after knowing what the two of you did at school.

"Man...we didn't do any physical training today. We'll have to try that special move tomorrow, Kami! Knowing Aizawa, he won't go easy on us since he let us off the hook today. Right, Bakugou?" Kirishima stretched his arms over his head as he shot a glance back to the said person walking too close to you.

Bakugou scoffed. "Like you could keep up in training anyways."

With that comment, Bakugou stepped away from you as Kirishima turned into your space, the both of them starting to bicker. At least now it felt like you could breathe a little and you traded spots with Kirishima, now walking beside Kaminari who was laughing at some remark Kirishima said about Bakugou's 'unmanly attitude.'

Listening to them made you smile as you thought about tonight and if it would change the dynamic of your group. What you did today was on a whim and while the response you got was unexpectedly positive, the thought of your friendship changing dwindled your smile.

"You okay, (Y/n)?"

You look over and see Kami looking at you with a concerned expression on his face. His voice was hushed as he had leaned in closer to you.

"Yeah...yeah, I'm okay. Thanks, Kami." You muster a reassuring smile at him as the four of you climbed the steps to the dorms. You open the door and rush to the stairs.

"I'm uh- going to go take a shower." Was all you said, sparing a quick glance at the three boys before taking off to your room to grab your things and head to the showers.

~*~*~*~*

By the time you got back to your room, you had managed to cool your head a bit, relaxed and tired from today's emotional ride. Settling down on your bed, you hum in content as you pick up your phone seeing a text from Bakugou which brought reality crashing back down on you.

A Taio Cruz Fan: For someone who talked big game earlier, you're quick to run away when things get heated.

You did feel guilty, but maybe it's worth a shot to explain to him how you feel? The worst that can happen is that nothing happens and today would've just been a fever dream. The best that could happen, well...

(Y/n): Yeah...about that...I have a question.

Almost immediately you see him typing.

A Taio Cruz Fan: Well ask me then idiot.

(Y/n): Is this gonna be a one-time thing or...???

You see the hesitation in his response and you gulp, feeling your heart accelerate, preparing yourself for heartbreak. It's not like you didn't want anything to happen, but after all, you had feelings involved in this, and if it's one-sided, it'll hurt you more in the end.

A Taio Cruz Fan: What do you want it to be?

It was a safe response and despite your anxiousness, you roll your eyes at him being clever. Way to try and get me to tell you how I feel, Bakugou.

(Y/n): I want it to be more...

Seeing your message left on read had your heart sinking into your stomach.

You could feel the embarrassed tears start to form as the word 'stupid' came to mind before there was banging on your door. The noise startled you as you tried you calm your emotions as you stood, making your way to answer.

Expecting to see Kaminari checking in on you from earlier, you were shocked to see Bakugou staring at you with a slight flush on his cheeks and he held a pillow and blanket in his arms. "Move, dumbass, I'm coming in."

Wordlessly, you move to the side as he hastily makes his way into your room, setting up his items on your bed. You watched, standing in the middle of your room, confused as to what was going on. When he was done, he sat up, staring straight at you with his legs bent out in front of him.

"C'mere."

His voice was low and you gulped, still wordlessly obeying his commands. Placing a knee onto the bed, you go to shuffle your way next to him until he pulled you into his lap, his arms wrapped tight around your waist.

"B-Bakugou?!" Finally managing to choke out some words, you squirm in his lap, surprised by the sudden closeness.

"Don't move." Bakugou tightens his arms even more around your waist. "Let me talk."

You try to settle down comfortably only to feel his heart beating against his chest as you lean into him, resting your face on his shoulder. Once settled, you hear Bakugou let out a 'tsk' before hugging you to him.

"If I already felt some type of way about you, dumbass, do you really think I would've responded to you the way I did?"

Now that you think about it, Bakugou did in fact NOT blow your head off in the middle of the cafeteria, but the possibility of him returning feelings seemed too far-fetched. This was just too confusing for you to understand. What was he trying to say?

"Um...but our friendship and everyone else..." Trailing off, you busy yourself by playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. It was too intimate considering your position, but the distraction was helping you keep your mind off the fact that you were straddling his lap, pressing tightly against him.

Bakugou tsked again and pushed you back a little so he could look at your face. "What about them? Nothing is going to change, dumbass." His face was still flushed a light pink and he averted his eyes, annoyed. "As if I didn't think about it already."

The last part of his sentence was mumbled and you furrowed your brows. "What?"

"I didn't say shit! Everything is gonna be fine, (Y/n). You're thinking too hard." Bakugou's voice got softer and hearing your name fall from his lips in a reassuring manner had your heart speeding up.

Not trusting your voice, you nod your head with your eyes unfocused as Bakugou leaned in closer. You could feel the heat radiating off your face as he stopped inches away from your lips.

Your eyes immediately drop down to his lips, your hand subconsciously gripping his shoulders. Your heartbeat was now pounding in your ears as you anticipated his lips on yours.

Suddenly, he smirked.

"You're fun to tease." His low raspy voice made you shiver as he took it a step further and brushed his lips against yours. "This is payback for earlier."

"Bakugou," you whined, shifting in his lap. Just as you were about to add on to your complaint, lips attached themselves on your neck harshly. The feeling had you gasping and jerking in his hold, your neck falling to the side as teeth scraped lightly over the sensitive skin.

His teething stopped and the suction had you arching into him, moans falling from you. "Fuck~"

Pulling away from your neck, Bakugou looks at your blissed-out expression, his own lips red and puffy.

This time, you lean in and finally place your lips on his sighing in relief. Kissing Bakugou was a lot better than you could've ever hoped for. Smooth lips claimed yours back in a soft almost sensual way before biting your lower lip, turning the kiss needy and aggressive.

You didn't realize where he was placing his hands until your core was stroked over your shorts making you jerk in surprise. Pulling away from the kiss, Bakugou watches your expression as he rubs his hand over your swollen slit, groaning as he did.

"Fuck yeah...I'm going to make you cum so hard." Hearing him murmur that had a needy whine falling from your lips as you moved off of him to strip.

"Please," you mewl, struggling to pull your shorts down. Bakugou watches you with lustful eyes before following your actions. He lets you lay down as you finally throw your clothes on the floor, his following soon after. Seeing him crawl over you, a predatory gleam in his eyes, his hand finds its way back down to your core, his thumb swiping over your bare clit. The feeling of his bare hands on your intimate areas had you crying out, your own hands mapping their way across his muscular chest.

He smirks and thumbs your clit again, glancing down to watch himself play with you. "So tell me, (Y/n)...what else happened in your dream? What didn't happen that you wanted too?"

His voice turned deep, fingers just teasing your dripping cunt, but not yet penetrating you. You wither underneath him, his eyes flying back up to catch your gaze. Just as he did, your hand brushed along his hardened shaft, a stifled moan escaping his lips. You do it again and watch his eyes narrow dangerously.

Next thing you know, you're on your hands and knees, with your wrists pinned above your head. "Innocent my ass. You act all cute and shit but really you're a fucking brat who needs to be tamed." The hand around your wrists tighten briefly in warning.

"But Baku-" You start but a slap on your ass quickly has you shutting up into a yelp.

"No 'buts.' Like I said earlier, you talked big game at lunch and now you're getting what you wanted. You should be grateful this pretty and wet cunt is being played with by me."

With that, a single finger entered you and your hips immediately rolled back on it, inhaling sharply. "Fuckkkk~"

Bakugou didn't waste any time before his finger is moving at a steady pace, opening you up while still keeping your hands pinned down.

"You never answered my question, dumbass. What else happened in your dream?" Slowing his pace down, Bakguou waits for you to answer as you whine at the lack of friction.

"U-um," struggling to clear your hazy mind to answer him, he completely stops his pace, pulling his finger out. "No! I told you everything already!" Whining loudly, you try to arch back on his retreating finger, only to have a second one come in with the first.

The suddenness had you releasing a breath of air, falling more forward.

"So your just hungry for my cock, huh?" Bakugou just about growled out, his fingers removing completely as you felt something else tease the outside of your opening.

"Look at you...drooling on it~ hah..."

A breath falls from Bakugou's lips making you whine in return. "Do it already Bakugou, I've been waiting all day."

With that, the feeling of his cock pushing its way inside you made you lose your breath, the pressure and burn making your eyes roll in your head. Bakugou loosened his grip on your hands, moving to your waist as he slowly buried himself to the hilt, his own lowly groans filling the room.

"Fuck...fuck...oh fuck...don't move your fucking hands." The threat was weak as you squeezed around him, pulsing while trying to suck him deeper.

When he finally came to a stop, you let out a huge breath of air, burying your face into Bakugou's blanket. The hand on your waist ran up your side softly and back down over your tailbone. You feel him pull out a little before sinking back in, his groan sounding like music to your ears.

"You take me so well, (Y/n). I'm going to fuck you so good, you'll never have a normal dream again." With that, Bakugou pulled all the way out and thrusted back in completely knocking you forward, your hands gripping the blanket.

"Yes! Yes, please, Bakugou! Please-" Your begging seemed to spur him on, his trusts hitting angles inside of you that you didn't even know existed. Choked cries left your mouth in tandem as his thrusts sounded throughout your room in rhythmic slaps. One of his hands was on your hip, pulling you back into his thrusts, making sure you didn't move away from him.

"Good little slut. Take it just like that..." Bakugou had leaned down close to your ear, his other hand coming around to wrap around your neck. He was holding your neck back as well as applying pressure, choking you while staring into your eyes. "Open."

He slowed his thrusts down, making sure you opened your mouth, leaning forward to spit. The feeling of it landing on your tongue made you tighten up even more, your orgasm building up. Bakugou smirked at the feeling and resumed his thrusts.

"Swallow it since you enjoyed that so much."

Obeying him, you swallow while still holding his gaze. A dark chuckle left his throat before he growled, his thrusts picking up.

"Baku-Katsuki! I'm gonna-" your hands scramble on the blanket, gripping tightly as Bakugou hits you with a few more well-aimed thrust before you scream his name, clenching down hard on him as you cum. Bakugou rolls his hips into you, working you through your release as you milk his cock.

"Good slut~ I'm almost there." Not letting you wait, Bakugou releases your neck and speeds back up, the overstimulation feeling like heaven and hell as his cock hits you in the right spot repeatedly.

Your thoughts went blank, your body boneless as he drove himself in one more time before warmth filled your body deep inside, the feeling raising goosebumps on your arms. His groan was telling as he slowly rode out his own high before slumping slightly behind you.

"(Y/n)?" Bakugou's rough voice brought you back to earth, but you didn't have the energy to reply. He turned you gently to the side, keeping his cock inside you and he laid behind you in a spooning position.

A hum is all you managed to let out. Bakugou didn't reply but a kiss was placed on your shoulder as he removed himself. Your hand shot out to complain but he shushed you.

"I'm just gonna clean you up, idiot. We can talk about this tomorrow."

With that, your eyelids became heavy as you thought:

What a dream come true.

#bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader lemon #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha imagines #bnha imagines #mha lemon #bnha lemon #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader lemon #boku no hero academia #bakugo x reader

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cartierbin · 3 years

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𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 — “𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚏!𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚜? <𝟹”

『 pairing — changbin x reader

genre — smut , + dilf!police officer changbin + a little somnophilia + some handcuffs

word count —- 1.456k 』

notes — i really don’t have anything to say I just wanted this section to be longer looking so I kind of added this lmao. I hope you guys enjoy this though

smut under the cut !

it was one of those nights again. one of those nights where changbin was extremely horny after his long work shift and just wanted to be inside you. the both of you haven’t been catching up on your frequent bedtime banter nowadays due to your three boys needing the both of you all the time and every second of every day. but it was the middle of the night and the boys were sleeping, and unfortunately so were you.

changbin was lying on his back staring up at the ceiling, drumming his thumbs along his bare, tattooed chest trying to figure out how he was going to wake you up and convince you to have sex with him. you woke up early for work and he knew how cranky you could get if you didn’t get enough sleep. but he needed you badly and he couldn’t quite help himself anymore. he turns his head to see the shape of you underneath the blankets, your body rising and sinking slowly from your peaceful slumber. you looked so pretty and you were barely wearing anything, just some panties and one of changbin’s old t shirts which added to his erection nonetheless.

after finally deciding that he didn’t give a damn, he sprinkles fluttering kisses along the nape of your neck. most of which you couldn’t feel. not that you could if you tried, before you would even feel your last one changbin was already going in for more, making each kiss rougher than his last. he groped your body in the process whilst breathing a little heavier, growing excited from the electricity he felt from touching you. he twindled his fingers up your shirt and toyed with both of your breasts, rubbing his aching erection against your backside. he knew you weren’t awake but he needed this. he needed it badly. it was easy to tell how much he yearned for your body by how aggressive he was being. hot tongue kisses splayed across the span of your neck and shoulders, needy groans flooded the air. he gripped the meat of your thigh and watched his bulge roll against the naked cheeks of your ass, he caught his breath in entire shock wondering how something this simple could feel so good. he desperately continues rolling his hips up against you, feeling the fabric of his sweatpants deliciously rub against his throbbing cock.

he reached to the side of him and fetched the cold handcuffs from his work duffel bag. he exhaled before he executed his idea, hesitant at first. he grabbed the both of your wrists and clung them around each, locking them together behind your back. once he heard the satisfying click he went to what he came for, your full backside at his disposal. he took a minute to admire your precious body, drawing your shirt up and circling his thumbs into the dip of your back. he reached up to unclasp your bra, just wanting to see you completely bare. he applied this energy to your torso as well, rolling your panties down your ankles and tossing them to another corner of the bedroom. you laying on your tummy was always the perfect position for him, he loved the natural arch of your back and how gorgeous your body looked in this exact stance. he places his hand at the small of your back and licks his lips, squeezing two fingers in between the cheeks of your ass and directly into your pussy. you were always overflowing with your natural moisture which changbin loved, but he also loved mixing it with the moisture he gave you as well. you were extremely tight and he couldn’t fathom how hot it was, having to wedge his fingers inside of your hole. he watched closely when he sped up the pace of his thrusting fingers and felt you throbbing around them. he relished the way they looked each time he pulled them out of you, glistening with nothing but cream.

you whimpered into your pillow at the feeling that you thought was coming from your dreams. he could burst at the innocent sounds you made, sounding as though you’ve never been touched like this before. he hastened the pace just to hear you whimper harder, enjoying the gushy sounds of your pussy resounding off the bedroom walls. he waited until you were on the verge of cumming to pull them out and substitute them with his cock instead. he sluggishly stuffs himself in between your pulsating walls and groans loudly when he does it, awaking you unintentionally. your eyes were still fluttering open when he started fucking into you, unaware that you were now awake. you choked on your own breath while he quickly picks up his pace, gyrating his hips up into your pussy while you were basically stranded between the cuffs of the cold metal. It baffled him at how much he enjoyed seeing you in handcuffs and completely helpless, with no other choice but to get fucked into the mattress. your eyes grew cartoonishly large at his rough pumps and tight squeeze of your waist.

“binnie—the kids are..in the next room fuck”. each time you bellowed a word it sounded as if you were out of breath, desperately trying to gain it all back. but you absolutely couldn’t breathe with how deep changbin’s cock was buried inside of you, reaching depths that made you wringle under his touch. his dark sighs and deep grunts gave you the answer you needed. that he didn’t give a damn if the kids could hear, he was going to fuck you until you both made the sheets a sopping mess. your face falls into the cushion of the pillows trying to shield your moans from being too rowdy and obnoxious but changbin was fucking into you with a roughness that made the headboard beat the wall. he spreads the cheeks of your ass and gathers saliva between his lips, spitting a lengthy string of it atop of your folds and allowed his cock to take care of the rest. you bit mercilessly into the fabric of the pillows crying out your hardest at the slick feeling of him occupying your insides. he threw his head back and licks his lips, ignoring the creaking sounds the bed was now making because of him. “fuck baby. haven’t had this in so long”. as soon as he said that you lunged yourself back, joining in with changbin’s thrusts because yes, you wanted this just as badly as he did. the sound of your skin clapping together was the most beautiful harmony in changbin’s ears.

it encouraged him even the more, resulting in him hastily ransacking thrusts into your needy pussy. you scrunched your eyes together tightly in sheer pleasure as he kept hitting that particular spot of yours, leaving your body stuttering and shaking in prime pre-orgasm. “fuck—please ...fuck me binnie”. you plead in dispersed breaths. changbin smirks. “I thought you were worried about the kids huh? now you want me to fuck you?”. you felt your legs weaken and he was kind of glad you couldn’t see his face practically contorting at how velvety your walls had gotten around his cock. the metal of the handcuffs started to clink together and embarrassing heaves of breath left his lips. “I don’t care anymore just make me cum”. you mewl as loud as your tired lungs would let you. he grips your waist and switches up his tempo giving you slower, impactful strokes. “you want to cum? go ahead and cum down my dick so I can have a reason to get you pregnant tonight”. your vision blurred and you were babbling nonsense when that familiar fire sheathed your body with a rippling orgasm to follow. he fucked you into overstimulation and even then you couldn’t stop cumming and shaking until he was finished, splattering his seed in the deep places of your pussy that only his dick could touch.

he tongues kisses your perspired cheeks and forehead while undoing the cuffs, freeing your sore arms and finally letting them collapse on the bed with the rest of your aching body. the sheets beneath you were a wet sweaty mess. a mess that you refused to sleep on but you were too out of touch and out of breath to say so. he reaches down to rub your belly. “looks like you’ll be eating for two soon?”.

#changbin smut #seo changbin smut #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids imagines #skz imagines

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forthehpfanboys · 3 years

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Three is a Crowd

Pair: Remus Lupin x Reader x Sirius Black; he/him.

Summary: Sirius, you and Remus weren't scared to hide your relationship, but when it came to more.. Private matters, they obviously preferred keeping it personal. Plus, who doesn't love teasing Remus?

Warnings: SMUT (MDI), dirty talk, poly relationship, Wolfstar (but is that even a warning?), hair pulling, short mention of daddy. use of a collar at the end. If I missed any, please dm me.

Notes: Me, knowing damn well I have a busy life, but takes every request I get because I can’t say no. Oh, and the gif by me using other people's gifs- Might make a part two. Top Remus tho.

~DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE~

It wasn’t hard to catch the boy's attention. James and Lily loved to joke that they were wrapped around your finger, which they were. All you had to do was sway your hips a little bit or bend over right or just lick your lips innocently. They really were, they weren't afraid to admit it and of course you used it to your advantage, but you still love them. That always came first.

Sirius and Remus had fallen head over heels for you during their time during Hogwarts. Both could pinpoint it exactly. The two men were already an item when you showed up at the school- a transfer student. You were introduced to them by Lily, something about you being a distant cousin of hers and you quickly became a new founded Marauder.

Remus fell for you first. It was around the time they were all studying to become animagus and he discovered you were bloody brilliant! After months of struggling with the stupid ritual, you were the final piece they needed to figure it all out. And you didn’t judge him over something he couldn’t control, so that was a bonus to him, of course. But how could you judge him for his lycanthropy? Almost everyone in the wizarding world hated him for this one simple thing,

Meanwhile, Sirius’ was a lot more simple. He noticed you by your slick comebacks. Like holy Merlin’s beard- Sirius was convinced your words could cause someone to physically combust. He’d never seen that happen, but he has seen you make 8th years cry. He’s also a hundred percent certain you have a thesaurus lying under your pillow. He didn’t know the word ‘imbecile’ had so many synonyms. And you helped him help his best friend so of course he fell in love with you.

So, when you fell for them, a natural love for being between both boys formed. This random craving would kick in whenever you were around the two of them. Whether it was you three walking to the next class or sitting in the Gryffindor common room, you just had to be between them. It was quite literally your favorite place on this planet. But there were rules- of course there were.

One of the main rules was no teasing in front of friends. Believe it or not, James had a limit on how much sexual tension he could sit through in one lunch period, so he enforced the rule, which was.. Unusual to say the least. Usually Remus created the rules to keep you and Sirius in check. He had a switch and a sub under his belt and it could be a struggle, especially when they were bratty and they’d team up against him.

Which is exactly what you two had been doing all day; harassing poor Moony despite whoever was near. During potions, Sirius had palmed Remus while you playfully whispered in the werewolf’s ear, calling him daddy and asking for help with your most innocent voice. Watching your boyfriend squirm and slap Sirius’ hand away was genuinely humorous. It became down right funny when he threatened to punish both of you by not talking to you, but you both knew he’d do more than that. Knowing Remus would drag you both by your ties to the dorm room and straight up ruin you two, you both eased off him, letting him continue his notes in peace, but once potions were over, the teasing immediately continued.

Soon enough, classes were over and the three of you were walking back to the dorms. It was easy to see Remus was sick of your shit, so while he led you to his prefect room, you and Sirius were looking at each other. Sirius shrugged, looking as laid back as he felt, but you were a tad more nervous. Sometimes Remus could be downright mean.

“You two are insufferable!” Remus hollered, his hand rubbing his temple as he shoved open his door. “I know you love my reactions, guys, but seriously? Was grabbing my ass over my robe necessary?” He had his arms crossed over his chest and turned around to glare at you and Sirius.

“You know it was, baby.” Sirius winked while shutting the door behind him. He walked around you, dragging a hand across your lower back before diving onto Remus’ bed. He laid on his back, spreading his legs and placing his hands behind his head. Your eyes shamelessly dragged across the sliver of pelvic bone peaking out under his white collared shirt.

“I thought it was a bit much.” You shrugged, looking over to Moony’s glowing eyes. A smirk grew across your lips when he pointed at you, his eyes narrowing at you.

“Being a kiss ass does not mean you’re free, mister. You’re in just as much trouble as that one.” His point moved to the man laying on the bed, who clearly couldn’t care less. He ran a hand through his hair and plopped down onto the edge of the bed. He even smacked Sirius’ hand away when it gripped his hip. “Down, boy.”

“Ouchies! My pride.” Sirius mocked your voice and rubbed his hand, a chuckle leaving his lips. He couldn’t help but lick his lips. His dark eyes flicked over to you, his smirk growing as he nodded his head in the direction of Remus’ back.

“Good. I’m mad at you.” The werewolf ducked his head down before running a hand through his hair, making the curly locks messier than usual. He beckoned you over with two curling fingers and waited patiently for you to stand in front of him. Once you were in arms reach, he cupped both of your cheeks in each hand and smiled at you, bringing your face closer to his. “What am I going to do with you?” He whispered, his breath fanning over your lips.

“I’m not sure, but I know Sirius technically did more damage than I did. I’m your bestest boy.” You grinned, grabbing his wrists and kissing a palm. Your grin turned into a side smirk when Sirius let out a weak ‘hey!’ behind your brunette boyfriend.

Suddenly, Remus’ arms were twisting around your waist and he was falling backwards onto the bed, taking you down with him. You let out a yelp while colliding with your soft boyfriend's chest.

“I think I know what I’m going to do with you.” Remus’ head was resting on Sirius’ tummy, allowing the animagus to run his fingers through soft hazel nut locks, which Remus easily ignored. Meanwhile, Lupin was cheekily slipping his hand under your shirt. His calloused palms glided across your skin, rubbing your hip gently before moving up to your belly. “I’m going to ignore the little bastard behind me and I’m going to focus on you, pretty boy.”

“Hey! (Y/n) messed with you too, Rem! You’re being unfair!” Sirius sat up a little, bracing his body weight on his elbows as he glared down at his freckle covered partner. His jaw dropped when Remus flicked his nose before skillfully tugging your shirt over your head. “Un-fuckin’-believable.” Sirius grumbled, laying back on the bed and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Your smart mouth is why I’m ignoring you.” Remus spoke nonchalantly, one hand slipped into your back pocket, gave your butt a tight squeeze, while the other steadily began climbing toward your chest. His hand in your pocket held your hips down while his hips grinded up into yours. His eyes darkened at the needy whine that left your lips when his rough thumb pad ran over one of your nipple.

See, Remus always enjoyed seeing you react to him. He could write down all of it. He could fill enough books with his favorite things about you to cause an empty Hogwarts library to overflow. How your eyes would roll back into your skull, how your jaw would go slack with need and how your breath catches in the middle of your throat, leaving you breathless, how you’d moan his name. He loved wrecking you, utterly destroying you.

His scar covered hand moved up to your hip, getting a steadier grip so he could really raise his hips and roll them against yours. The hand on his chest delicately rolled a nipple between the thumb and forefinger. He thought you were a piece of art, painted just for him. Your heart was pounding in your ears. Remus was quickly becoming the only coherent thought in your head. You could smell his perfume and it was only fogging up your head worse than his touch. You let out a moan, your eyelids drooping a tad.

"You like that, baby?" he whispered into your open mouth, kissing the corner before sliding his lips down to the corner of your jaw. He licked a fat, flat line across the point, running up to your earlobe before sucking on it.

The werewolf grinded up into you harder, a growl emitting from his throat that would scare even the toughest of creatures. He let out a loud, breathy loan when you nodded and copied his hip movements.

"Of course you do. You're not a brat or a whiney bitch- you're perfect."

Suddenly, Sirius was sitting up and Remus was going silent, almost frozen in his place. Both were listening quite intently over your heavy breathing when loud, stomping footprints made themselves known. Sirius watched in amusement while Remus threw you on to the empty bed space next to him and magicked a blanket over the both of you.

James was pushing open the door about as loudly and hazardously as his footsteps. The door bounced off the wall and collided with his still outstretched arm. You sat up, slowly coming back from the pleasure filled bliss, and slowly becoming more and more pissed you just got cock-blocked by one of your more oblivious friends.

“James, sorry, mate, we’re in the mi-” Sirius was rudely cut off by the messy haired idiot. Spit flew from James’ mouth as he spoke aggressively, his hand waving around as he spoke.

"Can you believe him?!" the Seeker hollered, acting as if his friends, best friends knew immediately what he was talking about. He strode into the middle of the room, pacing in front of the polygamous couple, clearly pissed. It didn't take long for Peter to follow in after, either.

"No, Prongs, you're not exactly telling us anything." Remus spoke up, acting as if he totally wasn't just grinding against you. He was good at keeping his voice level and that it had you confused.

"Little Sour Grape Snape thinks he can try to push that whole fiasco on me like I meant for it to happen?" James yelled out again, almost completely ignoring Remus. Peter sat on the bed across from the trio, his eyes glued to James as he paced. You looked at Sirius, who turned to you, and shrugged, scooting to sit right next to Remus.

"Wanna share what's goin' on, Pete?" Sirius asked, finally scooting to be face to face with the soft boy, and sitting on the other side of Remus. His hand landed on Remus' thigh, gently rubbing over the blanket.

The chubby boy played with his fingers, his mouth opening quickly to tell the tale of Snape and his stupid complaining and blood status shit. However, Remus, nor you, could focus because Sirius’ hand was moving under the blanket and going straight between Remus’ legs.

The sun was setting behind the vast forest, effectively blocking natural light, leaving the room slightly colder and darker than before. Sirius knew it was hard to see what was going on under the blanket, so all carefulness got thrown out the window.

Sirius' hand slid between Remus' thighs, using a hand to hide his smirk. He nodded his head along, as if he was really listening and invested in the story. You turned to Sirius, following his arm and the lump under the blanket and got the idea- and it only became reinforced when Sirius gave you a dramatic wink.

Your own hand slid under the blanket, landing on your werewolf boyfriend's knee, you thumb caressing it gently. Your hand didn’t stay there long. You began to move it up, moving slowly, just inch by inch, stopping suddenly when Remus’ hand clamped around your wrist.

“Boys, stop it.” Remus growled out, but it seemed more directed to Sirius. You were worried for a second that James or Peter heard, but when they kept going on and on, delving deeper and deeper into the story, you realized they were absolutely clueless. You decided to test the waters, slowly running your hand down and then back up, a tad higher, but Moony left his hand on your wrist.

“I said, cut it out. Now.” The brunette’s voice was deep enough to cause a shudder to go down your spine and it went straight to your dick. You jumped when his hand landed on your thigh, giving you a warning squeeze that you once again ignored and moved your hand closer to the inside of his thigh.

You felt fingers run over yours at the top of his thigh and suddenly Remus’ thigh muscles were tightening. Padfoot had run his fingers over his hard-on. You knew you were both pushing it, but you kept going. You heard the brunette groan into his hand, his eyelids fluttering for a second before his gaze hardened and he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. You could hear the low growl emitting from this throat.

So while James and Peter told their elaborate and stupidly long story, you both teased your partner, enjoying how he tried to sit still and refused to even look at you two. Remus’ jaw was pulled tight, his eyes darker than the night, and his lips drawn into a thin line. Eventually, it came to an end, and the two left, James complaining loudly that no one cared like he did and suddenly the blanket was thrown across the room.

Remus stood up, giving you a glare that you couldn’t help but find hot as hell. You always loved riling him up, but you also loved managing to wiggle out of punishments. Sirius always bitched about you getting away nearly scot free, but you’d just blow raspberries at him. It was funny, honestly, not that you were laughing now. It was clear both of you took it too far.

“You two are in a whole heap of fucking trouble. I can not believe you today, especially you. You’re such a bad influence on my baby.” Remus pointed at Sirius, his brows drawn tight together in pure anger. His eyes were lit up like with fire and the veins on his neck were protruding from underneath the skin in the sexiest way. The simple feature had you clenching your thighs, hoping to release some tension or get a touch or something.

“Our baby. Besides, you’re overreacting Rem.” Sirius shrugged, leaning back on his hands. He blew a stand of hair out of his face, acting like everything was fine and dandy while his boyfriend had steam blowing out of his ears.

His simple sentence caused the brunette’s eye to twitch and you knew he had dug himself a bigger whole. You put your hands in your lap like a good boy and sat, watching the two argue, knowing it was going to be a very long night.

“Oh. I’m overreacting, huh? Do you wanna say that again?” His tone was so flat, almost like he was talking to an idiotic teenager who did exactly what he was told not to do, the messy haired animagus was sitting up quickly, realizing he fucked up- again.

“No, no. That’s not what I meant, baby, you’re getting my words twisted. I meant it’s my fault and that you might be getting a tad carried away. Please don’t be mad at me.” Sirius put on his most dazzling smile and softest voice. He was trying to do what you did so well and wiggle his way out of punishments. “Have I ever mentioned how hot you look when you're mad?”

It was funny, really, how Sirius was saying exactly what you were thinking.

“No, dove, I’m not mad at you.” Remus threaded his hand slowly through Sirius' wavy hair, a small, sweet smile spread across his cheeks. Sirius let out a sigh, a huge grin matching his boyfriends, his eyes sparkling with pure joy in the dim light.

"I'm glad you're so understanding, honey bunches. I love you so, so, so much." Sirius spoke, leaning forward, lips puckered to plant a kiss to the brunettes. You really thought he had known Moony better. Moony very, very rarely let either of you off the hook for something like this.

However, Remus didn't let him move very far. His fingers latched onto the hair at the top of Sirius' head and ripped it back, causing his neck to bend backward and a whorish moan escaped his lips. Siri’s hands shot up to grip the one tugging his head back and he had to strain his eyes to look at his Moony.

"I’m fucking livid, Sirius. You're such a slut. Surely you know me better than that. Have I ever let you get away with behavior like that?” Remus waited for an answer. He wasn’t very patient though, because soon, he was pulling on the long locks again. “Well?”

“No.” Sirius groaned out. He seemed grumpy he couldn’t cute his way out of this like he was sure you could. You figured you could probably avoid the punishment by sneaking out, knowing Remus wouldn’t send a search party after you. And if you made a good enough excuse, he’d let you go with a harsh spanking and the promise of no orgasms for the day, which didn’t seem too terrible.

“Do I have to treat you like a slut?" his lips pressed against a pulse point but didn't place a single kiss to Sirius' lips. "Maybe I should put a muzzle on your filthy mouth and tie you up. Put you in the closet while I fuck our dearest silly, hmm?"

Remus pulled away, this time tugging Sirius' eyes level with his. The werewolf let out a snicker, enjoying the way tears of pain had gathered in his boyfriends eyeline.

"I should teach you who's in charge. What do you say pumpkin?" Remus turned to the spot where you were seated and noticed it was empty. "Pumpkin?" He turned around and saw you trying to sneak out of the dorms door.

He reached into his pocket, tsking all the while casting a spell that caused a collar to appear around your neck with a pop. You let out a squeak, your heads going to the new leather.

"Do I have to put both of you in your place?” Remus pushed Sirius away and walked swiftly over to you, grabbing the d ring on the front of your collar. He gave it a tug, effectively keeping your eyes on his. “You’re not being my good boy, are you?”

“No..” Unlike Sirius, you answered quickly. You looked up at Remus, eyes wide, owlish and feigning innocence. “But I-”

“Quiet. You’re usually so good for me, darling. I bet you picked up the disrespect from our boyfriend, didn’t you? I’m gonna have to fuck the attitude out of you.” He tugged on the d-ring, dragging you with him as he walked back over to the bed. “Sirius, against the headboard.”

Without hesitation, the niorette shuffled toward the headboard, resting his back against it. He learned quickly to keep his mouth shut. With the new space made, Remus pushed you forward and laughed when your hands came out in front of you to catch your fall, but slipped on the silk bedspread. Your chest collided with the plush mattress, a pained cry leaving your lips when your knees collided with the wooden floor.

“Owie, Rem!” You turned to look back at him, but he grabbed your hair and forced your cheek against the mattress. You looked back at him, your cheeks turning pink with embarrassment and you tried to pout your way out of this, like usual.

“Shut up, bunny. Daddy’s not going easy on you this time, so be a good boy and take what I fucking give you.”

#sirius black x male reader #sirius black imagine #sirius black #remus lupin x male reader #Remus Lupin imagine #remus lupin #sirius black x male reader x remus lupin #hp imagine #remus lupin smut #sirius black smut #james potter #male reader #x male reader #Ronny Writes #hp marauders #marauders x male reader #marauders imagine #marauders smut #wolfstar x male reader

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carelessannie · 3 years

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I’d love to read starker + tiny!innocent!peter with their first time 🥺🥺🥺 a/b/o would be great too

Okay okay okay something about this really screamed crossover to me so... here’s a Starker + Tangled crossover (you can guess who is who) with omegaverse and really dirty smut

Damn, I hope you like it anon! Really just took the smut and amplified it 👀👀

Warnings: omegaverse, sex pollen, fuck or die trope and dub-con, forced heat/rut, virgin peter, and I’m just gonna add coming untouched so I can put it on my bingo card because hot damn

Here’s my bingo card, the square coming untouched for @starkerfestivals

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Tony traces a finger up Peter’s leg, smirking when he jerks away with a huff. He loves working the pretty pink Omega into a fit— he’s so easily flustered, god— and watching his face heat up and scent turn sweet in embarrassment.

“C’mon, crazy— show me how you do the healing thing again."

Peter glares at him, crossing his arms, “Why? Why do you need to know, bandit?"

“Ooo, bandit, I like that,” Tony sprawls out on the ground, peering up at Peter through the tall blades of grass. Peter’s moving his hands, quick little motions that Tony is absolutely entranced by, and he realizes the pretty Omega is weaving a flower crown. Damn, that’s adorable. When Peter doesn’t answer him, Tony turns onto his stomach and crawls closer, “Aww— don’t be like that, pipsqueak. You don’t have to show me anything."

Peter’s face scrunches up, his fingers stilling in their movement.

“Fine."

Tony sits up taller, “Fine?"

“I’ll show you how I do it. Come here,” Peter waves him over and points to the spot right in front of where he’s sitting. They both cross their legs and shuffle until their knees are pressed together, Tony marveling again at how small and sweet the Omega in front of him is.

“Give me your hands,” he commands, and Tony obeys, curious already. It’s truly unexpected when Peter grabs his wrists, guiding Tony’s fingers to tangle in his curls. “Hold on, okay?” Peter confirms, waiting until Tony nods.

Peter releases his hands and pushes his chest slightly, backing him flush against the boulder he’s resting on. Tony’s breathing picks up, speechless as Peter straddles his lap, sliding down until their chests are flush together. Through it all, Tony cradles Peter’s head reverently, jaw dropped in awe.

With one last shuffle, Peter leans forward and rests their foreheads together. He breathes deep, placing his delicate hands on Tony’s cheeks, and starts singing— low and sweet under his breath. When his eyes open again, there’s a golden rim around his iris, and his scent is heady, strong and deep with desire.

“Omega,” Tony gasps, tugging on Peter’s curls until his head tips back, exposing the long, pale column of his unblemished throat.

“Please,” Peter begs, lips falling open in a cry of pleasure, shaking the foundation of the forest around them, “touch me, Alpha— please."

Tony flips them and pins Peter to the ground, easily slotting between his legs and fitting his teeth around Peter’s neck, growling low and possessive. Peter’s scent is thick around them, and all Tony feels is insatiable heat, low in his gut.

What the hell?

With a snap, he pulls off Peter’s neck and looks down at the tiny Omega, using a thumb on his chin to force eye contact. Peter’s eyes are hazy, still ringed gold, and his lips spread in a saccharine smile.

“What’s wrong, Alpha?” he purrs, wiggling in Tony’s hold.

“What did you do?"

Peter’s face twists in confusion, “What do you mean?"

“I mean,” Tony gestures down, to where their obvious erections press together insistently, “I know we were having some magical moments— and I know you think I’m a scoundrel— but I’m usually not this horny at the drop of a hat. What was in that healing spell, Pete?"

“I’m not... I’m not sure,” he stutters, looking up at Tony fearfully, “It usually heals and does the... the... aging thing. It’s never... I’ve never..."

Tony understands, oh god does he understand. With the most restraint he’s ever show, Tony picks himself off the needy Omega, making sure their skin and bodies aren’t touching. Peter whines, but Tony ignores it, has to ignore it.

“I’m sorry, Petey, I really am— but there’s not way I’m stealing your virtue like this. As much as I’d love to, you deserve better than a romp in the mud, especially with an Alpha like me."

Peter sits up and reaches towards him, “No! What? I need you, please Alpha—"

“I can’t do that, Peter, please,” he begs backing away further. “I’m going to take care of... this,” he motions awkwardly to the obvious tent in his pants, “over there. And I suggest you do the same. We can talk in the morning."

The last thing Tony sees as he hurries away is the broken expression on the sweet Omega’s face, and his delicate hands tearing at layers of clothes.

Tony sighs, thankful to be out of temptation’s way, as he pulls out his cock hastily.

It’s gonna be a long night.

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Tony can’t come. It’s been an hour and his cock is purple, drooling and throbbing, with no knot and no release in sight. Every stroke is painful— not to mention the agony of hearing Peter cry just across the clearing.

He’s strong, but he’s not that strong.

The scent of Omega heat reaches him where he kneels in the dirt, and he’s up and moving without a second thought. When Peter sees him— strutting across the forest and over to the cave where Peter has tried to den himself— the Omega sobs, holding out his arms in a silent invitation.

Tony kneels next to him, scenting for hurt and distress on his Omega. He knows it’s his fault Peter is so needy, so drippy and sad, and helps him by petting his hair, shushing him softly. Their skin presses together, and Tony can feel the heat fever already.

“M’sorry ‘mega,” he growls, feeling his rutting fangs extend in preparation. Peter’s eyes are closed and he claws at Tony’s back, singing a chorus of, “Alpha, Alpha, Alpha,” that is making Tony salivate.

He turns Peter around, moving the remains of his shirt and pants to give the Omega some cushioning to rest on as he arches his ass into the air, and leans down to taste. Slick is pouring out of his Omega, ripe and untouched in his arms. He latches his mouth to Peter’s sweet lips and sucks, using both hands to hold his hips in place as he coaxes more and more of Peter onto to his tongue, into his mouth.

Peter is panting and pleading with him for “more, Alpha,” but Tony knows the sweet, virginal Omega has no idea what he’s asking for. He watches Peter’s face for discomfort as he pushes in a finger, groaning as it easily slides up to the second knuckle. Peter drops his chest to the earth and cries out, pushing back into Tony’s hand.

“More, more, more Alpha!” he shouts, tiny cock twitching adorably as his pussy desperately clutches around Tony’s finger, almost as if it’s trying to draw him in further.

With a growl, Tony shoves another finger inside, working Peter’s body with one hand and using his other to stroke himself, coating his cock in wet, Omega slick. He knows the tingling in the back of his head, the rush of aggression and hormones means he’s hitting a rut as well, but none of it matters— not with the world’s prettiest Omega writhing under him and calling him Alpha.

His fingers pull out and bring an obscene amount of slick with them, that Tony immediately uses on his cock, pumping it desperately as he sidles up behind Peter. He crouches behind the Omega, putting his hands on Peter’s waist as the tip of his cock slides in between glistening lips, bumping up against his entrance.

Peter jerks, panting, as he looks up at Tony, “Wh... what is that, Alpha?"

“My cock, ‘mega. M’gonna fill you up, make the hurt go away,” Tony can barely get the words out before he’s sinking in, breathing hard as the Omega’s velvety slick passage is stretched wide around his cock. And he’s tight— oh, fuck, he’s tight. Tony’s never fucked a virgin, never even had an Omega in heat, and he can’t stop the way his hips immediately start to thrust, pistoning in and out of Peter’s trembling body.

“Perfect, fuck Peter— so perfect for me."

Peter whines and clenches down, “So full, Alpha! Please, need more."

That’s all the permission Tony needs to pick up his pace, slamming their hips together brutally as he fucks the Omega into the forest floor. His tony body fits perfectly into Tony’s hands, and Peter keens so beautifully when the Alpha changes angles, driving down mercilessly into his sweet spot.

Peter screams, “That! Right there!” and Tony snarls, giving the needy Omega exactly what he’s asking for. He reaches around, groping at Peter’s slight waist and chest, until he can take two handfuls of soft breast— barely a handful, but still soft and alluring— and pinch down on those pretty nipples, hard.

His Omega shakes apart, wailing, “Alpha, Alpha, oh, oh— I’m gonna, oh!” before painting the ground with his release, milking Tony’s cock as he fucks him through his orgasm relentlessly. The pressure is fucking heaven, and Tony’s thrusts shorten, turning into a shallow grind, as he feels his knot expanding.

Peter’s breathing picks up, little mewling sounds escaping as Tony fucks him with his knot, working past the Omega’s oversensitive entrance with a few filthy circles of his hips.

“S’it bigger? Why’sit bigger?” Peter whines, wiggling in discomfort.

Tony shushes him, falling to his knees as the knot finally slips in with a pop, releasing load after load of Alpha cum deep into his belly. “F-fuck, Pete. Just... oh, baby just breathe, okay?” he tries soothing Peter as the smaller boy starts to whimper— loose and boneless on the ground.

It’s difficult, but Tony manages to get them situated on their sides, pulling over a bedroll to keep his perfect Omega off the dirt and earth. He wraps Peter up in his arms. He buries his nose in Peter’s curl, damp with sweat, and breathes deep.

“T-tony?” Peter turns back to look at him, precious tears clinging to his eyelashes, “What happened... to your... your...” he squeezes down on Tony’s knot purposefully, and then blushes, hiding is face in embarrassment.

This Omega is too much, Tony thinks as he groans— another wave of pleasure rolling through him, pumping more and more cum into the sweet, pure boy in his arms. “God, Pete— you’re gonna kill me. It’s... it’s my knot, sweetheart. Keeps us locked for a bit,” at Peter’s sad whine, Tony hums and pets his side soothingly, “but— with your heat, I bet I can make you come on it again."

“C-come on it?” Peter whispers, sounding overwhelmed and terrified, and Tony recoils a bit when his sugary-sweet scent turns bitter, distressed.

Oh god, “No, no baby, just rest, okay? I’ll take care of you. I promised, remember?"

Peter’s body relaxes and curls back into Tony’s arms, sighing gently, “I do. Thank you, Alpha. And then... and then we can go see the lights?"

Tony chuckles, already reaching a hand around to work Peter’s sweet little Omega cock back to hardness.

Oh, they’ll be seeing the lights alright.

#starker #ironspider #tangled crossover #omegaverse #sex pollen #fuck or die trope #dub/con #sorry if this ruined tangled for you #sfsummerbingo21 #starkerfestivalsevents #omega!peter #alpha!tony #it’s long and i have no regrets #poor peter is so confused by the sexy times #god i love this trope

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pansyslut · 3 years

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your boys

reader x george x fred

summary: george and fred visit you at your strip club

warnings: smut (oral fem receiving, spanking, dirty talk, lap dance), kind of incest ? they share you but nothing happens between the two of them

a/n: i’m really sorry i haven’t posted in like two weeks. i just don’t know what to write. please send requests.

it had been the end of your shift when your boys came in. sending you a wink and smirking as they both watch you on the poll. it had been a busy and exhausting night but it had been worth it.

multiple men were stuffing hundred dollar bills in your thong and bra or throwing it at you while you continuously twirled around the poll.

you had specifically put on white lingerie and sparkly heels with a set of angel wings on your back. you had a pair of pigtails that added to your innocent aesthetic you were going for. you even threw on some body glitter because you weren’t expecting to give any private dances for the night- knowing the married men wouldn’t want to go home looking like a disco ball for their wives to be suspicious.

you immediately spotted the two red heads making their way through the club sitting at the bar ordering drinks. after half an hour you look back at them shifting their pants with needy looks on their faces. thankfully, your hour was almost up and you were counting down the minutes until you’re able to go home with your boys.

sauntering off stage, hearing a few cat calls and whistles, you plop down in the seat next to them. “i didn’t know you two were coming in tonight. i thought you were still out of town.” two weeks ago they had flown their private jet to some of their headquarters in Ireland. their joint business had been booming practically since they opened and now had various buildings across the globe.

it was hard sometimes because of how busy they are. but they always make sure to send you gifts and letters and sometimes they would take you on trips with them. they always made it up to you and tried to be with you as much as possible.

they both lay a kiss on your forehead as fred grabs your waist pulling you close possessively. “we wanted to surprise you. we know we’ve been working a lot and we miss you.” nodding, you lay a kiss on the top of his nose and get out of his arms, “i’ll go get my stuff and meet you back here.” then walk off swaying your hips a little more then usual.

knowing you were just going to go straight home, you throw over one of george’s oversized tshirts you had stolen and make your way back to the bar. instead of seeing them, one of the bartenders come up to you, “you have a private dance before you go home.” frowning slightly, hopefully the guy won’t be upset with the body glitter.

you push back the curtain beads to see both fred and george sitting in the secluded room with drinks in their hands. shaking your head with a small smirk, you make your way over to george and sway to the music. leaning your hips directly over his growing erection.

feeling his hands snake around your waist, he pulls you into his lap while you continue facing away and grind on him. his large hands grabbing your ass as he groans softly.

looking over to fred, he looks like he’s about to cream his pants just by watching the two of you and you chuckle softly. george’s slap to your ass brings you back to reality and you seductively lift his tshirt and start straddling facing toward him.

grinding on him more aggressively and kissing up his neck you whisper in his ear, “has fred been keeping you as satisfied as i do while you were gone?” at this, you hear fred chuckle behind you.

instead of answering, george picks you up as you wrap your legs around his waist and he sets you on the couch beneath him. he strips himself of his pants and belt as you continue to grind yourself against him. impatiently, he moves your thong to the side and plunges into you.

“your pussy feels so good, baby” he says as you moan almost embarrassingly loud as he continues to pump you. two weeks had been a long time refraining from sex and your hand wasnt nearly as good as one- or both of your boys.

finishing himself, not letting you climax, he gets up from you and sits down pouring himself another drink. you scoff, annoyed with him until fred come back to lay atop of you. his head laying between your now opened thighs kissing up and down them. finally giving you the release you needed, he licks up and down while putting his fingers inside of you and licking your clit.

“fuck, fuck, fuck” you try to reach your euphoric state as he continues to lap you with his tongue. “you taste like george’s cock” that unexpected comment threw you off and you scream both their names finally reaching climax.

laying there too tired to move and needing a second to catch your breath, fred grabs george’s tshirt and shoved it back over your head, putting your arms through the holes. pulling you gently up and gathering you into his arms, he grabs the bottom on your thighs to keep you in place as you lay your head on his shoulder.

you look back to see george grabbing your bag and following shortly behind the two of you. walking up to their fancy overpriced car you didn’t know the name of, fred gets in the backseat keeping you in his lap as george starts the car and gets into the front seat. fred caresses you gently and runs his fingers through your hair, continuing to murmur sweet things in your ear.

“we missed you so much, baby”

“we promise to bring you on our trip next time”

“we’re going to take good care of you tonight”

and he kept that promise. throughout the whole night they continued to show you exactly how much they missed you. after, the three of you lay in their overly large tub with their arms wrapped around you. your boys showed their love for you all night.

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degenerate-yandere · 4 years

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If possible, could I get some HC’s with your favorite yanderes (how ever many you want to do) (also I’m excited to see who are your favorites)with an S/O (probably before any kidnapping) that’s just so soft and just wants snuggles and smooches (✿˵◕ ɜ◕˵) thank youuu ✧༺ ♡༻✧ (˶′◡‵˶)

This request is so cute! Since I have a lot of favorites spanning difference franchises, I might make separate posts for each one in the future if people want it! But I’ll start off with my favorites from BNHA: Mirio, Bakugo, and Todoroki (This was a decision between Shoto or Shigaraki. Maybe in the future, shiggy). More fire emblem stuff is coming soon! Sorry to keep y’all waiting!

A/N: This is very fluffy and relatively light on the yandere side, which I’m somewhat inexperienced with writing.

TW: Mild Yandere

Mirio Togata:

Mirio is a puppy; desperately and unashamedly seeking every ounce of physical closeness he can get from you. So if you happened to not only be receptive to his smothering advances, but initiate them? He’d be completely ecstatic. He didn’t think it was possible to love you even more, but that might just do it.

Mirio will latch his toned arm around you wherever he goes, keeping you as close as possible at all times. It satisfies his protective instincts to have you in his grip, but it’s also handy in letting everyone know that you’re his.

When you run up to him and ensnare his waist in a surprise hug, he can’t contain the giddy smile and blazing blush that spreads across his face. He’ll return the embrace, almost crushing you with his overpowering adoration. You’ll have to squeak between stolen breaths that he’s cutting off your air supply. Mirio will chuckle, loosening his grip (but not letting go of you).

“Sorry, (Y/n)! I just get so excited I can’t help myself!”

This man is a cuddle monster, especially if you don’t resist when he pulls you into his chest. Expect to be cuddled at least 90% of the time when you’re in his presence. He loves it so much when you nestle into him - melting against his touch. It makes him feel like he’s truly protecting you, that nothing could ever take you away from him. Mirio can stay like this for hours, and if you want to leave you’ll have to wrestle for your freedom. He’ll puff out his cheeks if you manage to escape, but he lights up when you promise to continue it later.

When he’s feeling particularly brash or impatient (which is most of the time), he’ll scoop you up in his arms and effortlessly carry you to comfortable spot. The way you blush and stammer out faux protests is just adorable, but you won’t resist when he pulls you into a compassionate embrace against his statuesque form. He does this to not only satisfy his need to love you, but he hopes it helps draw your attention to his strength. He wants to ease you into accepting him as your protector, and what better way than to show you what he’s capable of.

Mirio beams confidence, but nothing reduces him to a blushing mess like your kisses. You’ll find it cute, the way his face turns red from a peck on his cheek. When he does eventually work up the courage to kiss you back, expect to be bombarded with chaste displays of affection near constantly. He’ll have a conversation with you, whilst placing kisses on your face between every word. They’re fleeting and innocent - and it’ll certainly take time and initiative on your behalf to make them deeper.

The fact that you’re so compassionate and accepting to his love only makes Mirio’s purpose flare with conviction. You can’t be left unprotected. When he inevitably succumbs to his obsessive desire to keep you safe, those memories of you melting against him will only nourish the delusions of requited love. He’ll never stop hugging you - but they’ll stop feeling warm when you realize; there is no escape this time.

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki is extremely possessive-protective over his darling. He wants nothing more than to keep you safe, and to keep you his. He’s aware of how intimidating he is, he knows that his vulgarity and bravado serve only to push people away. But you; you don’t run away, or tremble in his presence, or avoid him. No, you run up and hug him, with a dumb smile on your face. Your insistence on being close to him is endearing, and it makes his job much easier. And, although he’d seldom admit it early on in your relationship, he loves it. He loves the attention and the affection, and it helps inflate his tremendous ego the way you admire him.

He pretends to not care when you hold his large, calloused hand in yours. But nothing hides the blush that blooms on his cheeks as he grunts in forced frustration. He’ll gently squeeze your hand back as you smile widely in response - a subtle command to not let go.

Although Bakugo insists on preserving his tough guy image, he keeps you attached at the hip whenever you’re in public. His hand will grip harshly against your waist as his face etches into a menacing scowl. It lets everyone know you belong to him. If anyone comes too close to you, a growl will erupt from his chest, sending reverberations through your body. He loves just how eager you are to be close to him, how complacent you are when he crushes you against his chest in a show of possession.

When you’re in private, Bakugo will be much more openly affectionate. He loves to just cuddle you whenever he’s doing something else. If you try to leave the vice-grip of his hold, he won’t relent until he wants it to end. He’ll scoff, mouth tilting into a smirk as he rumbles;

“Where do you think you’re going?”

His muscled arms aren’t just for show; his hugs feel safe and secure. His heart never fails to skip a beat when you nuzzle into his chest. He’ll of course laugh, calling you ‘needy’ or something, but he genuinely cherishes the embrace. It makes him feel.... not angry. Content, even. Which makes it all the more clear that he needs to keep you safe.

Honestly Bakugo’s kisses aren’t incredible. He thinks he’s great, of course, insisting that the way you lean in to him and allow him to dominate your mouth is telling of just how amazing he is. But the way he crudely smashes his lips against yours, the way his tongue awkwardly invades your mouth, betrays his inexperience. They’re passionate and heated; even aggressive. The one thing they are not, however, is elegant. If he ever feels threatened by a romantic rival, expect to be swept off your feet and your lips to be assaulted. He’ll smirk as he kisses you; knowing that he’s totally showing those extras just who’s boss.

You’re so receptive, no matter how brash his advances are. You’re so good for him, and he absolutely adores it. You are the antithesis to him; soft, compassionate, affectionate - or as he sees it, vulnerable. This will spur both his possessive and protective desires. Only he deserves you. And he likes to keep what’s his nice and safe.

Shoto Todoroki

Oh god, Shoto is the term ‘touch-starved’ personified. You are an absolutely angel to him. Sure, at first he’s weary and apprehensive to your touch, but in time he’ll crave it like a drug. But you’re so, so eager to indulge him. Outwardly, he maintains his stoic solemnity, but if you so much as brush a strand of hair from his face, his heart lurches in his chest. He loves how different the two of you are; you’re trusting, warm and oh so affectionate.

Todoroki’s most prized memory is when you cupped his cheek in your hand, tracing along the outline of his scar. Your smile was serene; your gaze benevolent and loving. You called him beautiful as you looked upon his marred flesh. That’s when he knew. He loved you. He loved you more than anything in existence.

In public, he’s never the instigator of affection, but he certainly won’t resist when you hold his hand. He’ll even squeeze tightly in return; almost dreading that you’ll float away. Todoroki’s strong presence is enough to deter anyone from daring to come close to you, but a quick narrowed scowl is sure to send even the boldest of would-be suitors running.

He knows how much you love to latch on to his arm; and he’s quick to accommodate for the temperature.

“(Y/n), it’s cold. Hold onto my left side, I don’t want you getting sick.”

Todoroki loves when you’re dependent on him. He adores taking care of you. He wants to think you rely on him as much as he relies on you.

In terms of cuddling, Todoroki’s pretty stiff at first. He loves it, he tells you he loves it, but he just... doesn’t know what to do. You’ll be patient though; tenderly suggesting him to relax as his arms secure around you. From then on, He’ll be addicted. He expects you to hug onto him whenever possible - outright demanding it. Expect pouting, even straight-up anger if you don’t. He needs it, and you’re being just so selfish if you deny him. If he’s particularly demanding one day, he might even just freeze your feet against the ground and take what he wants instead. You’ll awkwardly laugh as his hands coil around you. It’s just a joke, right? Oh how ignorant you’ll be to the brazen red flag waving in your face.

Shoto adores the way you’ll mercurially switch between his two sides in response to the heat or the cold. He’ll mischievously pin you against his right side as he rapidly cools his skin; making you plead for his left side to warm you up. He loves your begging, but you’ll see it as nothing more than affectionate playfulness.

Kissing wise, Todoroki’s pretty inexperienced. He’s definitely the kind to do his research before hand. Unlike Bakugo, He’s gentle and slow - easing into the tender kiss. His hand will gently push against your neck, deepening the exchange. He’ll visibly blush afterwards - terribly uncharacteristic for the solemn hero. But he’ll do so again for every peck against his cheek you eagerly place. They send shocks through his body - he can’t get enough.

You’re nothing like Todoroki. When you brush your palm so affectionately against his cheek, that much is made clear. You make him feel unconditionally loved for once in his life - which feeds his sense of entitlement he has over you. You’re a gift from the world to make up for everything he’s been through. He’ll be so ignorant to the fact that eventually; he’ll become the very thing that tormented him all those years ago.

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bratconnor · 3 years

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Loooooook so I'm trying to write this as a fic but writing is so DIFFICULT so I'm sharing this idea with you instead since you support curly hair Connor x bearded markus

First time markus decides to "grow" a beard Connor laughs at him initially thinking it will look ridiculous. But then he actually sees it on him and 👀 oop. He needs to feel like on his skin YESTERDAY thank you. So Markus kisses him to give him what he wants but "That was lovely Markus...but when I said I wanted to feel it I didn't mean on my face"

Queue one very long session of ass eating.

EXPLICIT (18+)

"I'm thinking of growing out a beard."

Connor, who is lounging on his and Markus' bed, looks over to Markus and raises an eyebrow. "What?"

Markus is standing in front of their full-length mirror, stroking thoughtfully at his chin as he stares at his reflection. He's clad in a dark suit and looks absolutely gorgeous. "For this meeting. Not too long or anything. Just a little. Y'know, I haven't tried altering my appearance before. I feel like maybe it would make me seem more... relatable, to the humans I work with to pass android laws. I've heard a perfectly unchanging appearance can be unsettling to some of them."

Connor studies Markus' face in the mirror, admiring his scruffy and handsome stubble. He thinks its length suits Markus incredibly already, but he tries to picture Markus with a beard using his data banks and preconstructive programs. The idea makes him giggle. "I don't think it'd suit you, Markus."

Markus' gaze cuts to Connor's, making eye contact through the mirror, and he pouts. "Come on. Not even a little bit? I think it might look good."

Connor smirks at Markus, stretching languidly out on the bed like a cat. "I don't know. You might look silly. At least from the image I can gather."

Markus turns away from the mirror to face Connor and props his hands on his hips, giving him a flatly disapproving look. "I thought boyfriends were supposed to support each other."

"Of course I support you, Markus. I'm supporting you by letting you know you'd probably look silly."

Markus pouts some more for a long moment, then strides over to the bed, looming over Connor's splayed form. "Well, I guess I can trust your insight. I knew right away how cute you'd look with curls." He reaches down and runs his fingers lovingly through Connor's hair, which had been modified to curl naturally.

Connor had found that he enjoyed taking the time to style and coif himself in the morning. Markus liked to tease him sometimes for being so vain.

Connor grins up at Markus, leaning into his touch and all but purring as Markus pets him. "You might be late to that meeting if you don't leave now," he reminds, batting his eyes prettily and turning his head to fit his cheek demurely into Markus' open palm.

Markus gathers a few locks of Connor's hair and tugs on them gently. "Tease. Don't you have things to do besides laying in bed?"

"Nothing very urgent."

"Well, I'll see you when I get back this evening." Markus leans down and presses a firm kiss to Connor's lips. Connor returns the kiss, laving his tongue across Markus' lower lip. Markus pulls away and looks at Connor sternly. "You behave."

Connor smiles innocently. He reaches to grab Markus' retreating hand. "See you this evening."

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When Markus comes back through Jericho's gates that evening, Connor has just come back from patrolling the perimeters, dressed in a coat and scarf, finishing his conversation with the patrol that's about to replace him. He catches sight of Markus striding purposefully across the foyer, his dark suit layered with his billowing trench coat. These things aren't what make Connor all but short circuit right then and there, thirium rushing to his face and pump beating erratically against his chest.

It's that Markus has grown himself a beard despite Connor's earlier teasing. And it makes him look absolutely hot. The dark hair cleanly frames his jaw and his full lips, and brings out the bright gemstone colours of his monochromatic eyes like nothing else. Paired with the suit and coat, he looks divine. Connor feels struck dumb for a long moment as Markus notices him in turn and approaches him. The closer he gets, the more something seems to build up inside of Connor.

"Good evening, sweetheart," Markus greets with a playful smile, sweeping to a stop in front of Connor, his coat falling gracefully back around his form. "How was the patrolling?"

Connor can't seem to gather his words for an unnaturally long time, before he finally stammers out, "You grew out your beard."

Markus nods and strokes at said beard, raising a brow somewhat sheepishly. "Yup. I know you thought it'd look funny, but I think it sort of suits me, no? I did get some compliments."

Connor swallows the excess cleaning fluid he hadn't realized had been pooling in his mouth. "Ah- Hm. You look. Um."

Markus inclines his head ever so slightly, amused. "Do you like it?" Connor licks his lips carefully and suddenly he's hyper aware of their proximity, of Markus' slight height advantage and how he has to peer a little bit upwards to make eye contact. He's hyper aware of the way Markus' outfit compliments his broad shoulders and his pretty face.

"Yes, I... I stand corrected," Connor manages, unsure what his own face is doing but knowing it must be silly. His cheeks feel hot. "You look really good, actually. Very handsome."

Markus grins. "Thank you. And look at you dressed for the weather," he reaches out, catching the ends of Connor's scarf and tugging on them, drawing Connor even closer. "You always look so cute in this." Oh rA9.

Connor doesn't really think much before he reaches up and strokes his fingers across Markus' jaw, the rough prickliness of it sending pleasant shivers across his skin. It's so much more noticeable than before. He wants to feel it scraping across his cheeks as Markus kisses him. He wants to feel it scraping against all the places that Markus likes to kiss him.

Markus breaks Connor out of his stupor by grabbing him by the wrist and tugging his hand gently back down. "I need to report back to the others for a bit. I'll meet you back in our room soon, alright?"

Connor nods and steps reluctantly away from Markus, suddenly very shy about how public of a place they're in. Androids are looking at them. "Yeah. See you soon." He leaves for their room straight away, forcing himself not to keep glancing at Markus over his shoulder but feeling Markus' gaze on his back the whole time.

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As soon as Markus has taken his coat off and deposited it on the hook by their bedroom door, a waiting Connor leaps into his arms and kisses him hard. Markus makes a startled noise in his throat, and then his hands are gripping at Connor's waist, partially to keep his balance and partially to return the affection.

Connor pulls away and gazes at Markus from inches away, doe eyes half lidded and lips parted and glossy. "Kiss me more, Markus," he murmurs, voice raspy. "I want to feel it all over me."

Markus blinks dazedly, running his splayed hands across Connor's waist and pressing them to the small of his back, keeping them pressed together. Well, this had sure escalated quickly. "You really like the beard, huh?"

Connor wraps his arms around Markus' neck and leans in, rubbing his cheek against Markus'. "You're so sexy. And it feels so good on my skin." He presses his lips to Markus' ear, tongue brushing the shell as he rasps out, causing Markus to shiver, "Please, Markus, I need it... Kiss me all over."

It doesn't take much convincing after that for Markus to rid them both of their shirts and have Connor on his back on their bed, Markus laying between his splayed thighs, chest to chest and crotch to crotch as they kiss deep and wet and aggressive. Markus grinds himself down against Connor rhythmically, and Connor arches up against him in return, whining and gasping into Markus' mouth as Markus steadily tongue-fucks Connor's.

Markus' beard is scratching at Connor's cheeks and jaw, and it feels so fucking good combined with the soft wet warmth of Markus' lips and tongue, a juxtaposition of pleasure that leaves Connor somehow dizzy, heady with his need for more. He can't stop running his hands across Markus' beard, torn between that and running them desperately across Markus' shoulders and biceps.

At some point Markus breaks away from Connor's mouth- rather, Connor finally allows him to- and drags his bearded jaw across Connor's as he moves to suck at a sensitive spot behind Connor's ear. He parts his lips and drags his tongue down Connor's neck, kissing across his clavicle back to the center of his chest, prickly sensation following the soft heat everywhere it goes and driving Connor wild. Connor clings weakly to Markus' shoulders as Markus kisses and sucks his way down Connor's chest, massaging his tongue across Connor's pink nipples each in turn, pressing down hard as he swipes firmly back and forth then scratches his beard across the sensitive buds while switching between one and the other. He holds Connor in place as Connor writhes and pants at the feeling, gazes up at Connor's sweet face the whole time from beneath dark lashes.

"Markus," Connor suddenly whines, and Markus hums curiously without stopping. "Nhh- everywhere, Markus, please- hn..." Connor scratches his nails gently across Markus' scalp, gazing back down at Markus with a dopey expression. His cheeks are a lovely baby blue, and his hair is starting to fall in soft curls across his forehead. He seems a little shy, and Markus realizes then what Connor is asking for. It's one of their favourite activities to do in bed.

Without pausing, Markus sucks and licks his way down Connor's stomach, delving his tongue teasingly into Connor's navel as he passes over it and making Connor jolt, before pulling away to undo Connor's pants and tug them off.

Markus doesn't think he'll ever get over the image of Connor naked and spread out beneath him with a flushed face and needy eyes. This was the same android who had been programmed to ruthlessly hunt androids, to hunt Markus, now giving his body to Markus willingly and lovingly.

It sets Markus' insides on fire, and he clasps Connor under his creamy thighs, shoving them up and flush against Connor's chest, bending him double. Connor yelps and his hands fly up to either side of his head, fisting in the sheets beneath him. He bites his lip and his lashes shiver with the utterly adoring look he levels at Markus, who settles himself comfortably between Connor's legs, holding Connor in place with his knees against his shoulders, exposed to a completely filthy degree.

Connor's pretty cock is flushed dark and leaking against his stomach, ass taught enough for the soft round cheeks to be parted and exposing his asshole, as pink as his nipples and as glossy as his kiss-stained lips with self-lubricant, some of which has dripped own between his cheeks in a damp trail ending with a dark spot on the bedsheets. Markus releases a low, gravelly groan and happily settles in for a long night of this view.

Delicately, Markus kisses down a trembling thigh, the limb jumping with Connor's sensitivity and anticipation as Markus' mouth slowly and gently descends, scruff tickling around it. Connor feels rubbed raw all over his face and chest, and the untouched skin of his thighs seem extra sensitive as a result, ratcheting up Connor's desperation as Markus' lips draw closer to his most sensitive, helplessly exposed areas. Then Markus licks between Connor's cheeks, following the slick trail of lube up to Connor's hole and swiping across it vigorously, tongue pressed flat. He continues firmly stroking his tongue against Connor's furled little entrance, then closing his lips around it and sucking in even pulses, delving his tongue inside between each suck, steadily pushing deeper until he's massaging at the silky sensitive skin inside of Connor. His bearded cheeks brush and rub constantly against the inside of Connor's thighs and between his asscheeks.

Markus keeps at this for a while, and Connor slowly turns into a pile of limp android limbs, messy with drool, self-lubricant, and pre-cum, flushed blue from his ears to his chest as he gazes off into some distance with glazed and unfocused optics, tongue lolling as he pants soft and open-mouthed. Each time Markus' tongue brushes at his oh-so sensitized insides, he mewls and rolls his hips down against Markus' face, smothering him with his ass, though he hasn't got the brainpower to even realize it anymore and Markus loves it besides.

Markus eats Connor out for a long time, and at some point Connor has flailed a hand down to clasp over one of Markus', synthskin melted away as he holds on for dear life, though there's almost no strength in his grip. Markus has removed his in return, and they share hazily and dreamlike in each other's pleasure, their connection loose and lax.

At some point Markus feels Connor's slow and lazy climb towards orgasm, and steadily renews his vigor, feeling Connor building up quicker, keening whines leaving him with every heated exhale until he goes over the edge with a drawn out, groaning whine, shuddering almost violently as he cums in long pulses across his own chest and stomach, completely untouched.

When Markus manages to pull his face out from between Connor's thighs, his beard is soaking wet, and there's beard rash on every inch of skin around Connor's asshole. As Markus looks up, there's more on the inside of his thighs, across his chest, and around his mouth. Connor looks absolutely wrecked. His hair is a mess of curls and drool stains a trail down his cheek, chest covered in his own spend. Markus climbs back up the bed until he's hovering over Connor, leaning in to kiss him softly on his lips.

"What about you?" Connor asks when Markus pulls away, seeming to be coming out of his post-orgasm stupor.

Markus smiles. "It's alright."

"No, please." Connor flips himself over onto his stomach, cheek pressed to the bed as he looks at Markus over his shoulder, sweet and beseeching. "I want you to fuck me now."

Sweet rA9, Markus is going to die.

#ANON YOURE SUCH A HERO THIS IDEA IS SOOO HOT #SORRY ITS A BIT DIFFERENT BUT 🙏🙏 I HAD TO WRITE IT #LOVE U KISSES *MWAH MWAH MWAH* 💕#ask answer #request #rk1k

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clumsy-hood · 3 years

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obey me! demon brothers + kisses

prompt: how the demon brothers kiss mc.

word count: 1,275

a/n: i’ve been thinking of maybe writing for the undateables as well? i noticed my love languages post did pretty well and thought about writing one for them as well (sans luke, of course). let me know what anyone thinks? and as always, thank you for the support! i definitely read every tag with every reblog that comes my way! xx

Lucifer:

Confident by nature, the Avatar of Pride knew the best kisses to suit the mood: He’d curl his finger beneath your chin to offer soft, lingering kisses that left you wanting more or ones heated and passionate as his tongue explored your mouth and mingled with yours, leaving you absolutely breathless. Pressed up against the wall, fingers curled indoor hair, or his hot breath against your skin—Lucifer knows damn well how to tease your senses and leave you wanting more of him. The aggressive, passionate kisses are where he thrives; no touch could be considered innocent as he marked you. That’s all Lucifer’s gaol was. He wanted to claim your heart, body, and soul, leave you gasping for air while begging for more—all starting with your swollen lips. Every breathless moan of his name elicited from your mouth as a call for victory. And with you nestled into his side after a long day, the corners of your mouth quirked upward in a tired smile after pressing a kiss to your forehead was as loving as those that took your breath away.

Mammon:

If you were ever the one to initiate the kiss, it was as though all of Mammon’s false bravado completely melted away, and every muscle in his body tensed from your touch—almost as though he was hesitant to kiss you back. Honestly, it would take a bit of coaxing on your part before he’d start kissing you back, but once he was comfortable, then damn. Let’s just say he’s the Avatar of Greed for a reason. It was like he was suddenly a demon possessed, all of his kisses were just as greedy and needy as his name—and if we’re being honest, a bit sloppy at times—and it was as though he couldn’t ever get enough of you. His hands would tug you until your body was pressed flush against hist, finding purchase at the back of your neck or firmly at your hips. Sometimes his kisses roamed along your jawline and neck just to hear the sounds you’d make. Once you gave him the go-ahead, all he wanted was more and more, and Mammon would explore every bit of you he could because he can never get enough of you.

Levi:

Levi’s kisses are a bit similar to Mammon at the beginning—especially if you were the one to initiate them. He’d be stiff and awkward, overthinking the whole situation because he WANTS to kiss you but why? Why would a normie like you want to kiss an otaku like him? But once he built up enough confidence, he liked to peck you quickly on the nose or cheek to show you affection—even if his face was redder than a tomato and he’d stutter an ‘I love you’ at your grin. The more heated moment, however, were less sweet and a bit more sloppy; Levi’s kisses could be possessive in a way similar to Mammon’s—he wasn’t so much greedy for your touch as he was desperate and needy for it. Bless him, Levi would try really hard at being passionate—and could, under the right circumstances—but could never quite get there sometimes without getting too uncomfortable so you both settled for the cutesy kisses here and there. He might not be as confident or experienced as his brothers, but he definitely puts in the effort to show you love in his own way.

Satan:

Careful, controlled, and passionate—those were the best words to describe Satan’s kisses. Maybe it’s all the books he’s read with romantic subplots and declarations of love, but the Avatar of Wrath always admired little romantic gestures and took advantage to treat you as such. He’d kiss your wrist or knuckles every time you held his hand, and pressing his lips to your forehead while murmuring a ‘goodnight’ was customary before you both drifted to sleep. But similar to Lucifer, Satan wanted to put forth every ounce of his affection towards you when he kissed you on the mouth—the feel of your soft lips, mouths melding together, and nipping at the tender flesh. The only signs of his anger coming out during any makeout session showed in his possession—gripping you more tightly and pressing you against whatever surface he could find, wading his knee between your thighs just to feel you gasp against his skin. You tasted so soft and sweet, he just wanted to corrupt all of you—mark you, kiss you, love you until all you can see and feel is him.

Asmo:

Despite being the Avatar of Lust, Asmo didn’t always have ulterior motives whenever it came to kissing you. Actually, he loved to pepper your face in adoring kisses until your cheeks were flushed and nose scrunched in delight from his touch. Simple touches and kisses were a hallmark of your relationship: a gentle kiss to your nose some mornings, several pecks to your cheeks or lips as a greeting or farewell, a soft kiss to your forehead when you’d ready for sleep, and the occasional caress or nibble to the shell of your ear or your earlobe whenever he felt bored or wanted to share his love. It was the best way for him to show you how much he loved you. But when he wanted a little more? If you were in the mood, his lips would stray from your face and travel along your body, each as attentive and loving—often paired with spilled words of praise and compliments—while he lavishes you with his love and adoration, never rough but always bold.

Beel:

A demon whose hunger can never seemingly be sate, Beel’s kisses were often a stark difference from his usual craving—soft and sweet, like lavender and honey. Sure, part of that gentleness was a result of your height difference—with the demon’s stature practically dwarfing you in size—but it just helped, in his eyes, to kiss you as softly and sweetly as you felt to him. Honestly, just sweet makeout sessions like that were enough to tide him over for quite some time. Not to mention, he absolutely loved to sneak a peck every now and then whenever you’d just eaten or drunk something, loving the aftertaste lingering on your lips. Kissing you in public wouldn’t be commonplace for you, but he preferred to savor those behind closed doors with you—whether during cuddles or study session in his bed or with you perched on his lap. But he is still the Avatar of Gluttony for a reason, and the moment you give him the go-ahead, any exposed flesh was fair game for him to kiss, nibble, and suck as ravenously as you’d expect.

Belphie:

Lazy, tired kisses—no matter if they’re sweet or sloppy in nature—could best describe the ones shared in yours and Belphie’s relationship. He is, after all, the Avatar of Sloth but any affection shared between you was still genuine and heartfelt—even if the demon was acting a little bratty. Nuzzling your neck with lips pressed against the tender flesh was his tradition before you’d drift off to sleep—insisting either that or a kiss from you would guarantee him sweet dreams. He’d definitely enjoy teasing, leading you to believe you were going in for an innocent peck before nipping at your bottom lip—his laughter only preceded by the gasp that escaped you. It would all be in harmless fun, especially the sloppy wet kisses he’d plant across your neck and collarbone just to get a squeal out of you. When the scales would tip to something more intense, the nips and kisses were wrought with passion and accompanied by roaming hands while he’d murmur thoughts absentmindedly against your skin.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me headcanons #obey me hc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me imagine #obey me blurb #obey me drabble #clumsy-hood #my writing #commissions open

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allbrainrot · 4 years

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Hi! First, i love your writing🥺 Now to the point. How about felix, sylvain and dimitri pinning after the female reader? We are basically yeeting ingrid and placing a fem reader instead😂 Like, they are childhood friends and the three of them have had a lovestruck for her since they were kids? And now they just end up fighting for her love or smth? Either hdcns or an scenario is fine! You can pick whichever you wish! However if you dont want to write this req please dont feel forced to! Love u🥺

Thank you so much!! 🖤 And yes, you got it! Bye Ingrid LMAO 😎😎 I write pre timeskip wayyy better so I’m gonna just say that reader is 18 (i don’t write NSFW or anything but age is still a thing lol) so that they’re in between the ages of Dimi + Felix & Sylvain and it works out, hope you don’t mind! I love you too anon 🥺

- Dimi is probably the first one to catch feels when they’re kids! Felix does too but he’s kinda just like wtf is this??? until someone teases him about it. Sylvain is quite ✨special✨ with romance but I think he’d be inclined to trust you a lot more because you’ve known him since you were teeny tiny before you even knew wtf a crest was! So he probably also catches feels when you’re kids but then he goes through his whole girl phase SIGH

- None of them realize their predicament until they all see you again at the officer’s academy together. I wouldn’t say they’re super obvious about it, but they’re teenagers (well Syl isn’t but shhhhh) who all like the same person so they’re going to pick up on each other’s crushes while reader remains ignorant. It’s not an issue that needs to be addressed immediately, but they’re all watching each other cautiously.

- Syl would have a massive head start on flirting with you, but he’s faced with the big issue that you don’t believe he’s being genuine and brush him off. Felix is constantly challenging you to duels to get close to you and also have alone time with you, although the other 2 will occasionally ruin his plans and insist on joining. Ah man bby Dimitri would probably come across as a little overbearing because he’s very protective of you and is constantly offering to do things for you. He’s just a mother hen that’s whipped for you and doesn’t know any other way to express it!

- When it comes to the 4 of you sitting together at lunch or in class, Sylvain is the worst. He’s very aware that his competition is far less bold than him, and so he’s making sure he’s always closest to you. Will squish as close to you as humanly possible HE WOULD DEADASS PUT YOU IN HIS LAP IF HE COULD 😭 If he puts a hand on your thigh or an arm around you it’s a wholeass declaration of war.

- Felix will likely become much more protective which may cause a lot of yelling at you for being careless or weak, but really he’s just so worried! To ease his mind, he’ll help you correct your mistakes himself (which has the added bonus of getting really close to you and occasionally lowkey holding hands when he adjusts your grip). Around other people, especially Dimitri and Sylvain he’ll be evidently sweeter to you to get the message across. A blended mix of jealousy and concern will make him very protective of you around the other two. Dimitri is not getting within 5 feet of you while guard dog Felix is around.

- In the Blue Lions the tension in the air is so thick you could cut it with a knife everyone is thoroughly confused but frankly just sick of it lol. Felix glaring at Dimitri? That’s totally normal but Dimitri is doing it back AND Sylvain is added to the weird stare off- wtf happened?? Byleth would have to talk to them after class and be like guys what in the goddess’s name happened 😭 They’ll all give a vague answer that doesn’t give away that it’s about you and each one of them has a jab at the others to shift the blame..please find your chill lads !

- At this point everything gets a little bit needier because they’ve all had this pent up yearning but have been blocked by the others. (If you’re ok with it) Sylvain will just randomly peck you on the cheek or your forehead when he sees you and you’re just like LOL ok ✨typical Sylvain✨ But when you sit next to him at lunch or in class he’s started very tenderly holding your hand under the table and you’re like huh ok that’s a little odd. If Dimitri is on the other side of you he will carefully take your other hand in retaliation. Felix will probably give in and do the same but he’ll snatch your hand a lot more aggressively and look away from you with a scowl and a blush.

- Dimi and Felix are both touch starved AF and would very much appreciate cuddles or any physical contact. If you’ve reacted positively to everything thus far, Dimitri will slowly start to bite the bullet and initiate affection because he wants it so bad. Any time you touch Dimitri, he gets sappy and lovey af and will express his adoration in hopes that you’ll keep giving him affection. Felix would never upfront ask for affection but he just kinda sits really close to you and glares at you with a little pout and you will have to realize that this is Felix language for ‘it is a crime that you aren’t cuddling me rn’.

- Obviously Sylvain gets lots of physical contact with women but I don’t ever see it as holding affection yknow?? Like yeah he spends a night or two with chicks after them crest babies™️ (i cannot take myself seriously this sentence is so funny-), but I don’t really think that they’ve done actual cuddling or casual displays of affection like petting someone’s hair because they likely don’t care too much for Sylvain and will just do the bare minimum. So in a way, Sylvain is also starved of affectionate touches and he would very much appreciate the little things that no one else has done for him. It’s new and scary for him to actually seek romantic attention, but he’s still pretty bold, just not very tactful when it comes to you lol. If you’re sitting by yourself on a bench he will not hesitate to sprawl himself out on top of you with his head in your lap and stare up at you with an innocent grin. Is also lowkey not embarrassed to whine or pester you?? His reputation is pretty hopeless at this point so what does he have to lose by sitting behind you in class and poking you while dramatically whining about you not paying attention to him?

- Attention is a huge deal to Sylvain. It’s one of the main things he’s looking for when he randomly flirts with people at the monastery. He can’t handle being ignored and that leads him to often seek many girls at once so that he always has attention when one is busy. But when it comes to you he finds himself in deep shit because once he’s gotten a little bit from you, everyone else seems minuscule and with others he only receives a mere fraction of the satisfaction he gets from being with you. So he’s gradually allotting more and more time to you until he hardly talks to any other girl. But Sylvain is used to being the one that everyone wants more of, so when he finds himself in the shoes of the smitten women that piss him off, he’s plagued by the worry that you’ll think he’s overly needy. So he comes to seek validation from you too. If he can just get you to comb your fingers through his hair or give him a kiss on the cheek then he can renew his confidence in trying to court you.

- Dimi is somewhat similar but for different reasons and in different ways. Dimitri has practically no experience with romance so he’s extremely smitten and has an overwhelming desire for the affection you give him that he’s never had. But he’s painfully aware of how extreme his feelings are in comparison to any other couples he may have seen at the monastery, and he’s terrified that he’ll scare you away if he expresses exactly how much he yearns for you. So Dimitri is always very visibly holding back much like he often holds back his strength. Dimi will do anything for you or with you, but you have to initiate it so he can be certain that he’s not smothering you. On days where he’s extremely lovey and never wants to let go of you (which is kind of often lol) he will constantly ask if you’re sure that he’s not bothering you. He is just so horrified at the thought of messing up whatever it is you have.

- Felix will be very easily overwhelmed by you, so it’s much better if you wait to cuddle up to him until you can both go to one of your rooms. It’s not that he doesn’t want to be touched, he does, but his feelings for you make him way too vulnerable for his liking, so he’s not going to want anyone else around. Felix is still Felix and he goes off to take out his feelings in the training grounds every free day, but has started occasionally coming to your room when he’s done for the day and receiving his required cuddle time away from prying eyes. He may have accidentally fallen asleep with you a couple times..

- You’ve probably snuck in to sleep in Dimi’s room on occasions when he’s dangerously sleep deprived. The man, the myth, the legend Dedue would definitely help sneak you in because he knows it does Dimi a lot of good. Dimitri is able to fall asleep with you practically on top of him in his grasp. Feeling your heartbeat close by and your hair beneath his head and hearing you breath peacefully is enough to ground him from his fear of losing you too. He’ll still have nightmares, trauma is a bitch, but when you’re there you can bring him back down and he’ll eventually be able to fall back to sleep (which he typically can’t do alone). It’s not a perfect night’s sleep, but it’s enough to keep Dimi functional and that’s what you’re there for. He’ll thank you a million times and unnecessarily apologize for the inconvenience, please do what you can to reassure him that he’s not a nuisance to you.

- SIGH Sylvain, this god damn silly little goose, is extremely distressed by his feelings for you and even moreso by his developed neediness. It honestly kinda scares the shit out of him to realize he’s whipped for someone and at a loss for a way to ask you out. He’s used to having that power, to have someone’s feelings in the palm of his hand where he can do anything he wants. Genuinely trying to figure out how he would court someone is a frightening new thing for him and he’s suddenly on a playing field where he doesn’t have his experience or his power to shield himself with. So he reverts to his old ways to try to get a handle on his fear and have his confidence boosted back up. But of course, Syl still wants all the attention he can get from you so you so he spends all of the day with you, then does his other girl bullshit at night! It doesn’t go as smoothly as planned though..Sylvain is used to being yelled at by crying girls, but it hasn’t gone unnoticed that he ignores them all day and drops by whenever he feels like it, and he ends up getting in some pretty nasty arguments that do not help his already vulnerable state. So it’s like 2 AM and Sylvain’s feeling like a sorry sack of potatoes and just wants to be held by someone and talk until falling asleep in their arms. And there’s only one person who Sylvain wouldn’t mind being open with and who could provide him genuine comfort..and you’re the lucky winner of the ‘Sylvain on your doorstep at 2 AM’ lottery!! Unless your sleep schedule is wack you’re gonna be all groggy like hey uhh wtf Syl??? And that is how the occasional nights that Sylvain falls asleep in your room happen!

- If the 3 of these scenarios interfere with each other ummmmmmmmm no they didn’t 😳

Ok! That’s where I’m leaving off because I don’t want to try to write endings with you picking one of them it just makes me kinda sad LMAO. Bro omg it’s the return of the ridiculously long Allister fics she do be goin a little insane though 😳 But for real I’ve been gradually adding to this for like?? a week? And I just kept picking cute relationship milestones or whatever in my walnut brain and writing a point for each of them so that the 3 of them are equally written. So it might not line up perfectly but I hope you like it!!

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Secret — Five Hargreeves

Requests: “For Five Hargreeves — can I get 97, 91 28 and 35 for a heavy smut? And 40 from fluff? If it isn’t too much trouble!”

“If it’s not too much trouble could I do 40,53 & 91 from the smut prompts for Five ty honey 💕”

Smut prompts:

28. “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”

35. “Try to keep quiet. We don’t want to get caught.”

40. “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”

53. “Well, since you want to cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.

91. “guess i'll just have to cum in you then’

97. “You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.”

Fluff prompts:

40. “Come cuddle.”

A/N: We not tolerate any pedophilia here !!

I write about Five with their 20s. I write the same about the characters of Harry Potter.

I hope you guys like💖I decided to compile these two requests, since they were the same central plot. I added all the elements that were asked for individually, and made sure that all ideas were respected and written down. Good reading.

Guys, I really understand who doesn’t feel comfortable reading or writing Five’s smut. But I always say that I only write with him (any genre: romance, fluff or angst) with the notion that Five is 20 years old here. All of my fanfics mention swearing or sex, even if it is a memory or something shallow, but as I am writing with Five as an adult, it is consistent that the fic has aspects of an adult life.//

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

Requests are open. Love you ❤️

Couple: Five Hargreeves / Fem! Reader.

Warnings: explicit heavy smut, swearing, fluff too.

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It was one of those warm nights, which carry a searing and heaving sensation in the back, which had a malicious tone in the air, which stirs your body to choose bad decisions, making your hands itch and your heart racing for something...intense. It was one of those hours that passed midnight, that breath was heavy with the expectation of something extraordinary, that skin prickled just with the images in mind.

And you were in that state. Heart pounding heavily, yearning for something, caustic breathing, the environment with an energy of lust. Well, at least you was like that.

Five did not share your line of reasoning, or, if he were not oblivious to the malicious moonlight that rose in the sky, he was pretending very well. Sipping a margarita at the bar in the Hargreeves mansion, with calculations in front of him taking all his attention. Normally, you loved that he focused on his own things. But now... you were seething with something that only Five could placate.

It was a few months ago that you went from just being friends with his siblings to someone he fucked hard at night. The sexual energy between the two of you was very strong, and it was very easy to make bad decisions when the bad decision in question was so fucking hot.

Five Hargreeves did things to you. You wouldn't know how to explain it with clear phrases, but his gaze made you shiver, his body made a very specific part in the middle of your legs vibrate, and his voice and that self-centered smile... God!

It was no accident that you surrendered. You would have surrendered to that battle a million times.

“Five.” You sighed softly, taking a sip from your own drink. “Can't you do this tomorrow?”

“No. I am close to solving this.”

You controlled yourself not to roll your eyes. You were never the most needy type, especially with people as reserved as Five, but, damn it, you were on fire. It was logical that you could go out and choose someone to placate that, but that would trigger many things between Five and you. He hated that you were with someone else, even though he himself didn't assuming out to you.

It are a delicate situation, you were friends with all the Hargreeves siblings, and it would be a racket if they knew that their brother was fucking one of theys best friends.

The warm evening breeze came in through the window and collided with the chill of the drink running down your throat, awakening even more lustful anxieties.

“Five..." You purred, got up from the armchair on the counter, still behind Five and slid your hands over his shoulders "Maybe...you might want to finish this later.” You whispered at the foot of his ear.

Even without seeing him, you could feel that he was letting go of one of his arrogant and malicious smiles. Five rotated the seat to be face to face with you, his legs spread wider to accommodate you between them.

“And what are you going to do to distract me?” That same defiant, boastful voice.

But the look he gave you made a shock of desire reverberate through your body. Five wanted to play? Okay, you were going to play a game whit him.

“Why did you…” you leaned forward gently, resting one hand on his hot thigh, leaving your cleavage exposed “don't try guess?”

You realized that he had swallowed hard, even though his posture had remained unwavering. Five looked down at you cleavage, waist, and slightly elevated butt. You approached him a few more inches, your mouth a breath away, the heat of the bodies being shared without even touching.

Five could drive you crazy and screaming, but you knew it could also drive him insanity.

When you leaned over a little more and your mouths were so close to meet, you changed the direction and reached out with your free hand to pick up Five's margarita behind him. You straightened up and away, with a mischievous smile on your lips that revealed that everything had gone as planned.

Five semi closed his eyes at you, a fiery glow going through his eyes.

“Do you want to play with me?”His voice was low, dangerous “You know what happens to you when you challenge me.”

It was a warning, clear and resonant. You were a good girl for Five because you knew the strength that he could fuck you. Fuck, he could break you if he want. But now you were sexually frustrated, aroused, with a racing heart and wheezing from the expectation of something.

A night of bad decisions.

“You don't want to get out of your equations.” You turned your voice into something innocent, soft, provocative, and the strong breath that Five drew was a small victory for you "I guess I'll just get off all by myself."

Your smile was malicious, causticante, but as soon as Five got up from that chair, the perfect posture, much taller than you, and was slowly towards you, like a predator with its prey, you knew you were screwed.

“Do you want to come this much?” His fingers passed gently over your warm neck, and you let out a breath with that stupid touch.

Five moved closer, your chest glued to his, the hot, citrusy breath of alcohol hitting your nose. Something wetted you panties, making you bite the inside of your cheeks to keep from sighing any louder.

“Would you use your little toy thinking about the times that I fucked you so hard that you couldn't walk the next day?”

That was too much for your already sensitive system. Those words went directly to the thread that connected your heart and its pulsating nucleus, causing a burning note to reverberate.

“Five...”the sigh came out, while the memories of Five using your vibrator to push you to the limit, while him fucking you brutally, prowled like a wild beast in your mind.

Five slid the fingers from your neck to your cleavage, brushing the tips of her fingers across the flesh of your breasts. Five stuffed his forefinger into your cleavage and pulled you to him.

You moaned softly, in a purr.

“Such a needy little thing, aren't you?" The whispered floated in your ear, while you put down the margarita at the bar and held your hands in his arms.

You bit your bottom lip, your panties soaked, your heart beating fast in your chest, the atmosphere more wild and fiery.

“You want this?” Five slowly lowered a strap from your blouse, each second speeding up your heart even more.

“Yes...” You sighed “I really want to, please.”

Then Five's touch got rougher and he held your chin firmly, lifting you face to look him in the eye.

“Beg.” It was an order, but your body was sending millions of feelings to you that you were lost for a second "beg!”

“P-please.” You looked at him pleadingly “Fuck me so badly, please.”

His grip got stronger.

“Once again.” Now the other hand slid roughly over your body, squeezing your waist, thigh, ass, anything that Five could mark as his property.

“Please, I'm begging you to eat me.” You really were, your body needed more, and there was no denying it.

So in the blink of an eye, the blue flash swallowed you both up and took you to his room. You were dizzy for a second, you were not used to his tricks. But Five used it as a bonus and stuck his lips to yours, stunning you with the strong taste of alcohol, desire and lust.

You moaned softly, your hands working to free him from his clothes, your lips corresponding to the battle. You managed to strip off his shirt layers and fade his pants, but Five didn't have the same patience as you. He didn't wait to undress you, he tore the thin fabric and opened your bra hungry, in a hurry, as if you were his last meal.

In a second his hot mouth was on your breast, sucking and nibbling at the needy skin aggressively, his fierce hands pulling you out of the other pieces of clothing. Five was not delicate, loving and caring, he conquered, took, owned, his goal was to devour you until his savagery was sated.

“Fi-Five!” You moaned loudly, your naked body now shaking with desire, your heart exploding in your chest.

You would have said something more if Five hadn't pushed you to the bed and made you fall into it. He pulled your legs apart, exposing you completely to him. His eyes burned with a dangerous and brutal fire, and Five slapped down the inside of your thigh. You screamed, arching your back, your hands closing on the sheet.

“Well, since you want to cum so badly…” Five climbed on top of you, his mouth proving the point where he had hit you “why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, his mouth was right in the middle of your pulsating core. Eating, sucking, tasting everything you willingly offered to him so much. You moaned, or screamed, your hands tightly squeezing the sheet, digging your nails into the fabric.

Five ate you at an undisturbed pace, as if you were the last meal in the desert, clasping his hands on your waist to keep you immobile, sinking his mouth deeper into you. His tongue opened its yours walls, circled her clitoris and sucked there, leaving a hot trail of spittle. You moaned loudly, your waist trying to fight the firm grip of his hands to roll in him mouth. You felt a thread about to burst inside you and your heart started to race in your chest.

“F-Five!” You screamed when he sucked your clitoris, and he could feel you pulsing in his mouth, signaling that you were close.

“Come for me, little slut.”

The vibration of his voice in your sensitive flesh was the trigger you needed, you came intensely, your legs wobbly, your breathing heavy, but Five didn't wait for you to finish coming before climbing on top of you, lowering his pants and underwear enough and brutally get inside you in a fraction of a second.

You groaned loudly, your hands clasping his bare shoulders, your walls hypersensitive to the end of the orgasm that was still breaking free. It was too much for you, your eyes stung with tears, your heart was racing a marathon in your chest, and your whole body was shaking.

Five doesn't give you a second to get used to it, or to get down from the sensation of your orgasms, he set a rough, hard, badly rhythm, entering inside you in penetrations that pushed your body upwards. You spread your legs wider and wrapped them around Five's waist, your chest glued to his chest, skin-to-skin contact being the extra to drive you crazy.

It was too much for you to take, too much for your hypersensitive body. Five silenced your broken moans with toxic kisses.

“Try to keep quiet. We don’t want to get caught.” His voice was hoarse, breathy, broken, Five drives his dick so deep inside you as possible with every word.

“I...I can't...”You whimpered in his mouth, clasping your hands in Five's hot flesh, sobbing at the strength he put in you, you needed more.

“So let's take care of it.”

Five released an aggressive and rough hickey on your neck, putting an arm around your waist, sticking every inch of their bodies together, and his free hand covered your mouth, drowning out yours screams. You thought it was going to placate his hard rhythm, but Five started pulling your waist down, against his dick, and sinking deeper inside you.

“You wanted me to fuck you, didn't you?” Five snarled, looking into yours watery eyes "Now take it, fuck!."

His dirty words only led you further towards the second abyss. Five fucked you so hard that you couldn't answer, let alone whit the heavy hand on your mouth. Yours hands sank into the skin on his back, yours legs pulling him hips towards you, desperate to placate what was about to burst.

Five could feel yours tight walls throbbing on his dick, signaling that you were going to come any second. He groaned loudly, clenching his teeth on the skin of your neck so as not to make a noise, thrusting his dick as deep as possible into you. He replaced the hand in your mouth with his own lips, swallowing yours moans and trying to keep the sounds of you both low.

“I ... I'm going to...” You cried with pleasure, pain, desire, his rhythm hurt but it gave you so much hunger and pleasure that you could feel the liquid of your arousal soaking his dick.

Five looked at you in a way full of lust and with a very desire to break you. Oh he wanted to destroy you.

He came out of you, making you let out a loud moan of frustration and tears streaming from yours eyes. You whimpered loudly, and Five switched positions and pulled you hard into his lap, giving you no time to straighten up before he pushed his dick into you and aggressively stuck both hands to your waist.

You bit your lip hard to keep from screaming, trembling hands resting on his chest as Five pulled you up and down brutally, thrusting his dick in as deep as possible in you. He did not contain an aggressive groan at the sight of yours breasts jumping on his face, body sweaty and marked by fingers and hickeys, the inside of yours thighs already red by the force that Five shocked the body in you.

“Pl ... please!”

You begged, your face smeared with mascara and tears, your lips red from raw kisses, your hair sweaty. You looked like a goddess and Five wanted even more to destroy you.

“Do you want to come?” His voice was breathless, hoarse, fierce.

You nodded frantically, looking at Five with beg, begging him to let you come. It seemed to have an overwhelming effect on him. Five slapped your ass down, raising his hand to your back and pulling you forward, making your chest lie on his while the rhythm reached new places.

You bit his shoulder to keep from screaming, tears streaming down your face.

“If you come in this position, I will not control myself.” He snarled at you.

“I do not mind!” You begged, moving your waist to match his rhythm.

“Guess i'll just have to cum in you then” Then Five kissed you, hard, bad, dropped a hand to your clitoris and applied the trigger you needed to collapse.

You sank your mouth into the skin of his neck to muffle your scream, and soon a hot, thick liquid was filling you to the brim, taking up every inch inside you. You whimpered loudly against Five, hims hips doing the final thrusts to make sure the cum was filling you, his warm hands loosening the aggressive grip.

You both breathed loudly, your legs were shaking, your hair was stuck to your face and it took you two minutes to lift your face and look at Five. He gave you an arrogant smile of ‘I said I was going to break you and I broke’ and you laughed softly.

“I don't think I can get up.” You laughed, and Five removed a lock of hair from your face. “Do you think they heard us?”

“They certainly heard you.” He scoffed.

“Coming from your room.” You snapped and Five laughed, hims chest still heaving and heaving, covered in a mist of sweat.

“Fuck them.” Five said, gently pulling your hips up, pulling the dick out of you, making you sigh a broken moan. “You are so sensitive!” He said between his teeth, as if he had never been satisfied with you.

You laughed, and shook your head, exposing your neck full of purple tick marks.

“You know…” Five took his index finger to the marks, delicately skirting them “you always look so much better when I mark you up.”

You pushed his shoulder slightly, rolling your eyes.

“Can we take a shower together?” Five nodded at you question. “ and…”

“And?”

“You know ...” yours cheeks became more flushed "Come cuddle."

Five laughed, his eyes tame now, an open smile and satisfied energy.

“We can.” he smiled and you gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.

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