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sunricecake · 2 years

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💭 perverted things they do

feat. aot and jjk girls

cw: dubcon, panty theft, masturbation, exhibitionism

steals your underwear

MIKASA, annie, shoko, MEI MEI

they love everything about you and yearn to have all of you. they purposely go over to your house without any underwear, just so they can swipe one of yours from your drawer or, even better, your laundry. retrieving your used panty is like finding gold for them. anything to feel as close to you as possible, to know you, your scent, what you taste like. the thought of their pussy being so close, basically rubbing against the fabric that kissed your cunt, collected your sweat and juices, makes them clench and throb pathetically. they could cum just by walking around and feeling your moisture mix together in the soiled article of clothing, and they absolutely can't wait for the time your pussy finally kisses theirs.

masturbates to your pics

historia, nobara, miwa, UTAHIME

they can't help but get so needy for you all the time, and it gets worse when you're not around. they keep a collection of your pictures in their gallery for this very reason, ranging from selfies you've posted to cropped bits of you in group photos. as they scroll through your innocent and casual pictures, they begin to feel a familiar heat between their legs. next thing they know, one of their hands is creeping down to satiate it. imagining the dirtiest scenarios and all the things they'd do to you with the image of your smile burned in their head. when they're feeling bold enough, they'd even snap a pic or two of your underwear, just carefully slide their hand under the table (or your skirt) and try to get a good angle. doesn't matter if it isn't crystal clear, as long as they have a remembrance of your cute cunt pressed against your panty from that day, something for them to add to their collection and have around when you can't be by their side.

openly stares at your assets, even in public

yelena, YMIR, nanaba, maki

they enjoy making you flustered in any way they can, teasing you, whispering suggestive conments, or mostly through intense eye contact either with your eyes, or your other pair of eyes. the sight of you losing your concentration, squirming in your seat and stumbling over your words as you watch their gaze rake your body really gets them. “sorry, babe, i lost ya there. could you repeat that for me?” also the types to have their hands on you all the time, no matter where you are. they feel the need to constantly remind you of their presence, and they do so by shamelessly feeling you up. personal space is not a thing for them.

fucks your belongings (teddy bear, pillow, )

PIECK, hitch, carla, MAI

always have the best excuses to stay over in your house, taking any chance they can to be enveloped in your scent and be close to you as possible. you never really see through their intentions, never realize the real reason why they're so eager to come over and help you out with the most mundane things is because of the reward. to see your mouth part as you let out soft breaths and your chest rise and fall under your night gown while they rut against one of the pillows you so generously offered them, to feel the thrill of risking you waking up on them as they thrust their knuckles deep inside their pussy and imagine it's your fingers instead, all while you lay peacefully right in front of them, unaware of their juices drenching the sheets and being left with a mystery the next morning.

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sugarrpawzz · 3 months

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ labels : apisunware, bluyecomfere, fikantastireg, xenogender regressor, ficviostireg, rattlephushregressic, securityblanketic, hyperefixic, sleepy regression, axenica masculinity , sofyarnic, goth regressor , ageregender, slugtoyyic, petreyippic, autistic pet regressor, strawbmilksippic, hypagekloudian, agereagender, agere stimmer, disabled regressor , inclusive regression, agerestuffstimic, supiomuspawsic, dragon regressor , redpanda regressor, ai agere, ceduralagereive, nospictransic

#safe #agere #petre #pet regression #age regresion #sfw #sfw petre #sfw agere #id pack #npt #emoji #kaomoji #symbol #pronouns #labels #label

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sunricecake · 2 years

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pretty in pink

tutor!robin x bimbo!reader

synopsis — in which robin is tasked to help you out with your grades, something that proves to be challenging as you subvert her expectations.

cw : nsfw 16+; fingering, praise kink, inexperienced reader, slight dumbification, a bit of degrading cos robin can be a meanie when she gets carried away :(

a/n : this is one of my fave pieces ever i love love love the idea of tutor robin it was so much fun to write i hope u all enjoy <33

when robin was asked by your professor to help you out with your grades, the initial thought that popped up in her head was that these tutoring sessions were gonna be a pain.

you had quite the reputation; being part of the clique who walked around the school like you owned the place, always dolled up in coordinated outfits and never seeming to think of school as more than a fashion runway. you, the most clueless one in the group, who was notorious for borderline failing your classes if not for the support your parents give to the school.

everyone (except for you, probably) knew that there was no helping you, and that it would take a miracle for you to even comprehend first grade math. robin found more hope in teaching a cat to play dead than tutoring you.

this led her to two hypotheses — either you were going to be an insufferable popular girl who would make fun of her the whole time for being a nerd, or you wouldn't take anything seriously and just end up wasting her precious time.

but that all flew out the window when you came up to her with a doe-eyed gaze instead of a scrutinizing look — for the first time in her entire life, robin felt like she was wrong. you weren't snobby, no mean words came her way, no malice in your tone as you greeted her warmly.

with her assumptions debunked, she suddenly didn't know how to act around you. not with you sitting so close to her that at some point your perfume was all she could inhale and the twinkle in your eyes each time you batted them was all she could think of and her own thunderous heartbeat was all she could hear.

this was nothing like she prepared for.

“...did i finally get it right?” the tugging of your fingers on the sleeve of her dark denim jacket pulled her from her thoughts.

“robin, is there anything distracting you?”

uhm yea, just you being practically pressed against me that all i can feel is your body heat and your face is merely inches away and i can't stop looking at your glossed lips—

“no!” she'd blurted out a bit too loudly, her hand immediately coming up to cover her mouth in embarrassment. “everything's —uh — i'm good.”

“what were you saying?”

“here,” you reached out a manicured finger to point towards an equation, the one robin remembered you'd been stuck in. you extended the hand opposite from robin's side, the action causing your arm to press against your chest and emphasize your cleavage in the low cut pink shirt you donned. robin swore the room just got smaller.

“is it correct?” you asked in that sweet tone, brows furrowed delicately and pen resting between your teeth as you waited for her approval.

the paper sat on the polished wood of your study desk, a glaring reminder of the reason why robin was in this situation in the first place. your answer, a bunch of numbers boxed with a glittery inked pen, was painfully wrong. so far from the question that robin had no idea how you even came up with it. the poor girl, however, didn't have the heart to tell you that and risk seeing your pout at the disappointment of your effort going to waste. she'd just have to ask for your homework later on and change the answer herself, not like you'd notice it anyway. plus she was in dire need of a moment to recollect herself.

“good job, you got it!” robin said rather stiffly, voice high-pitched and squeaked, but that didn't stop the proud giggles that filled the room from her praise.

the tension in her shoulders melted away when your laughter resounded in her ears, a heavy breath she didn't notice she was holding puffing from her lips.

“i think we can take a break now,” she mumbled incoherently like the words were bricks weighing down her tongue, picking at her nails with the most concentration you've seen on her face that day.

“sorry what did you say?”

“let's take a break. we've been at it for too long and that's not good because you're probably overwhelmed by now and you won't be able to retain any of the information.”

“finally! i didn't know if i could take another second of staring at those numbers any more.” you sighed happily, clapping your hands together softly before placing them down on your lap.

robin only hummed in response, still focused on her nails like she was a spy set out on a mission her life depended on. you both shifted in your chairs at the uncomfortable silence. figuring she wasn't going to speak any time soon, you decided to shoot your shot, however in the dark it may be.

“so i thought of something, uh, fun we could do to pass the time.” you paused hesitantly when all you got was a noncommittal nod. “i mean, only if you want to.”

it's taking everything in robin to distract herself and keep her mouth shut, knowing herself enough to be sure that uttering even a single word would lead to her ruining her life, so she simply turns to you and raises an eyebrow. what she doesn't expect to see is you chewing your bottom lip and fidgeting with the hem of your skirt nervously.

you could barely look her in the eye as you continue but you muster all the courage you have, “i've seen the way you look at me.”

“what? what do you mean? i—”

“i know i can be a little slow sometimes—more than enough people have told me that— but i'm not entirely stupid.”

you place a hand on her knee tentatively, and the simple action almost makes robin stop breathing entirely and combust on the spot. she finally got your message, but she was still too unsure to act on it, afraid she might overstep a boundary.

you take the next step, moving closer to her til your legs find their place between hers.

“can i kiss you?”

robin's eyes flit down to your lips at the question before she whispers a soft “yes please.”

you place your glossed lips on her slightly parted ones, staying still for a while as sparks literally erupted in you.

robin sensed your hesitation in the way you meekly moved your lips against hers, barely even kissing her, so she grabs your hips firmly and moves you onto her thighs, turning her head sideways to kiss you properly. your arms wrap around robin but in your flustered state flail helplessly, not knowing where to hold her.

god you were a pretty thing, but it was painfully obvious you had no idea what you were doing.

robin's lips never leave yours, stealing your breaths and tasting the sticky sweet gloss on your lips til all you could think about was her tongue sliding against yours and her grunts and hums as she tastes you. she pulls away when she realises how lightheaded you became from the kiss, only clumsily moving your lips and letting her do all the work, still not used to it all. a soft smile graces her lips, covered in spit and gloss, when you look into her eyes with little hearts taking the place of your pupils.

“so pretty,” she speaks against your mouth, eyes half lidded and breath erratic. her thumb rubs across your swollen lips, the coldness of her rings on your heated cheeks causing you to shiver. a tight knot had begun coiling in your stomach, the feeling unlike anything you've experienced before. it was foreign, you couldn't name it, all you knew was that it felt good and was making your body heat up.

“more,” you whimper impatiently as you grab her hand and lead it down to your throbbing pussy, over the place you needed her most.

“are you sure about this because—”

“please, robin. touch me.”

she didn't have to be told twice, her hand immediately sliding under your skirt and feeling you through your lace panty. you gasp and writhe in her arms, legs wrapping tighter around robin's hips as she draws circles over the cloth on your sopping cunt.

she moves your underwear to the side, muttering a so wet as she feels your slick on her fingers before finding your clit and flicking it slowly, the waves of pleasure making your hands tangle themselves in her dirty blonde hair to ground yourself. she groans deliciously in your ears as you tug on it, reveling in the way you react to her touches.

she readjusts her hand so her thumb can continue playing with your clit while her finger prods your hole, eyes scanning your face for confirmation. you allow her breathily, nerves tense in anticipation.

robin pushes one finger into your fluttering cunt, planting kisses on your throat as she waits for you to get used to the stretch.

“you're taking me so well,” she speaks against your skin, the tightening of your hole causing her to chuckle. you were practically an open book in her hands.

“robin,” you rut your hips in desperation, wanting to feel her fingers do magic once more. “do something.”

“alright, i've got you.”

she curls her fingers and starts slowly, ingraining in her memory the way your eyes glaze and your lips fall slack with each thrust. not feeling satisfied with the pace, you grind your hips on her fingers and nearly jolt off her lap once she quickens the pace and fucks you harder with her fingers.

“ssh, you're too loud,” she says, reminding you of the compromising position you were in. but honestly, you could care less when she was making you feel this good.

despite being in the privacy of your study room, robin still wasn't one to take risks, and the chances of someone else hearing your sounds stirred something in her. she brings three fingers to your lips, and your mouth is quick to open and accommodate them. you gag lightly on her hand, the cool feeling of her rings on your tongue making your eyes water.

“you like that, don't you?” the blonde taunts, not missing the way you clench. you try to respond, but her fingers in your mouth only muffle the sound. not that your mind could come up with a coherent thought anyway.

“bet none of the words i'm saying right now are getting through your pretty head, huh?”

robin's eyes darken at the sight of you grinding on her fingers while you look at her with glossy eyes, never in her wildest dreams imagining you like this; a writhing, oversensitive puddle on the palm of her hands.

you grip onto her shoulders for dear life as you feel yourself getting closer, the bright color of your gel nails glowing in contrast to the dark denim of robin's jacket. the band in your abdomen snaps, white stars flashing in your eyes as you bask in the pleasure. she pulls out her fingers as you come undone, letting you take in the air you very much needed.

robin's pretty sure she'd just literally emptied your brain as you slumped in her arms, burying your head in the crook of her neck while you tried to steady your breathing.

“you were so good for me,” robin whispers against your head as she holds you close, rubbing circles on your back soothingly. a hazy smile beams on your face.

this wasn't the way robin planned your tutoring sessions to go, at all, but hey, she could get used to this.

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