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Good Girl
Pairing: dom!Vi x fem!cellmate!sub!reader
Content: edging, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, praise, degradation, size kink, manhandling, spanking, hair pulling, thigh riding, grinding, fingering, face grabbing, humiliation, oral, overstimulation
Word count: 3.5k
You don’t know how you ended up here. One minute, you’re dealing some shimmer like you always do, and the next, you’re here in these cold, metal handcuffs.
The guard grabs your shoulder to keep you walking, and you push back against his hand, only wanting to defy his authority. But in your situation and position, you really had no choice but to obey.
The prison stunk and the gawking eyes of the other prisoners made you uncomfortable as you shuffled past them.
“There’s no empty cells left,” one guard tells the other behind you.
“Just throw her in with the pink bitch,” the other responds, and your head turns in confusion. You’re going to have a cellmate? A “pink bitch?”
“Who?” you ask them, but they ignore you as they drag you across a few more cells. You’re finally stopped in front of one, and you tilt your head to sneak a glance at the inmate inside of it. Will she be your cellmate?
You’re startled by a thump followed by a crack sound, which you notice is your soon-to-be cellmate’s fist pounding into the stone wall.
You could see the bulging muscles of her broad shoulders, the sweat dripping down between the creases. Tattoos adorned her upper back and followed all the way down to her forearms. Who is she?
You’re so mesmerized by watching her that you almost forget that you’re here to be jailed. With… her.
As the gate to the cell opens up, the shadows of the bars cross her back until you can see her better light.
Suddenly, your handcuffs are tugged off by the guards, and you’re shoved in the cell harshly. You struggle to keep your balance as you hear the cell gate slam shut behind you.
You start to soak in that you’re now stuck in jail until your cellmate turns around and looks at you. Beads of sweat slid down her face, and she catches her breath.
“Who the hell are you?” she asks, scrunching her scarred eyebrow. Her short, pink hair covers her eye. That explains the “pink bitch.”
“I’m… your cellmate,” you respond, intimidated by her presence.
“Yeah, I got that. I meant your name,” she corrects.
“O-oh…” you blush and look embarrassed as you tell her your name, and you then ask for hers.
“Vi,” she responds.
“Like your cheek,” you blurt, and your blush deepens when Vi looks you in the eyes for a couple seconds.
“Yeah. Like my cheek,” Vi says. Silence fills the air for a couple seconds, and you both stand in awkwardness. Thankfully, Vi breaks it.
“So, tell me, what’s a pretty thing like you doing down here?” Your eyes widen at her unexpected statement, and your face becomes hot again.
“W-what?”
“What? Look at you, you’re so small and sweet-lookin’. Are you sure they got the right person?” Vi jokes. You pout, which makes Vi smile.
“Yeah they got the right person,” you confirm, looking away from her and leaning against the wall. Vi sits on the floor near the other side of the cell.
“What did you do then?” Vi asks as she tilts her head, looking genuinely curious.
“Just some minor shit…” you respond. It was totally a lie; dealing shimmer is the worst business you could put yourself in, especially because of shimmer’s dangerous properties and high demand. But the money was too good for you to resist.
“So, ‘minor shit’ is how a cute girl like you ended up in a cell with me, huh?” Vi says.
“Stop it. I’m not cute,” you say with a frown.
Your eyebrows raise as Vi stands up, walking over to you with her hands in her pockets. She stands in front of you, face to face. She’s tall, at least three inches taller than you.
“You are,” she says, “look at you. You don’t look like you belong in a prison like this. You look like a pretty, little Piltie, looking so fragile…” Vi says, looking down slightly, “so delicate.”
You know you don’t look like the average Zaunite. You’re too feminine and sweet-looking compared to the rest of them. Usually, you hate being called small and delicate, but with Vi, you don’t seem to mind. In fact, it’s making your face hot and your palms sweaty, and you can’t understand why.
“Vi…” you start, not knowing how to finish.
“Hm?” Vi asks as she starts to back away, leaving your heart racing with your back against the wall.
“Nothing…” you say. You brush the dust off your pants and sit on the tiny bed awkwardly. Vi sits back down on the floor as she drags her foot across the ground. You take a small glance at her, and you notice the small smirk on her face. What a tease.
“I’m bored,” Vi says, tossing a small pebble out the bars of the cell. You nod, not knowing how to respond.
“How long have you been here?” you ask her.
“A couple years, I think. At some point, I stopped keeping track,” Vi answers.
“Oh… so you must get bored a lot, then. Have you just been by yourself the entire time?”
“Yeah… been just me,” Vi says, looking at the ground. You assume that she’s extremely touch-starved after spending years in solitary.
“So, then, what do you do when you’re bored?
Vi shrugs, “Usually, I just work out. Or punch the walls, you know?” Vi laughs, pointing at the multiple cracks along the stone. You laugh, too.
“So… how did you get those tattoos?” you ask.
“Oh, I there’s a guy that can do ‘em for you. Why? You interested?” Vi asks, looking up at you.
You shake your head, “No, I was just wondering.”
“Oh? You wanna see?” Vi asks.
“I can see them.”
“No. I mean all of them.”
Blush starts to return to your features, “I-it’s alright if you don’t want to-“
“It’s okay,” Vi interrupts, “come closer.” Slightly hesitantly, you step towards her. She stands and begins to reach for the hem of her shirt. You watch patiently.
Slowly, she pulls it off to reveal her hard, toned abs. You have to stop yourself from gawking.
“Like what you see?” Vi asks. Not knowing how to respond, you simply shrug. But your red cheeks answer her question. Vi smiles smugly as she turns around to show off her muscular back.
Gears and wheels follow the back of her arms to her shoulders, and then extend to the rest of her upper back. Whiffs of smoke intertwine with the gears and everything just comes together perfectly.
“Vi… it’s really nice,” you compliment.
“Yeah?” Vi says. Without thinking, you reach out to touch it. Vi jerks flinches lightly with the unexpected contact, but she doesn’t interrupt your exploration.
After a couple seconds or your hand running over the might of her back, you realize what you’re doing. You quickly pull your hand away.
“I’m sorry… I don’t know why I-”
“It’s okay. I don’t mind,” Vi assures as she turns around to face you. You stop your eyes from looking down at her muscular stomach and instead force yourself to look into her gray eyes.
“You’re so cute,” Vi starts, “especially when you’re nervous and blushing like that.”
“I’m not…” you argue, but Vi shushes you and drags her thumb along your bottom lip. Your breath hitches.
“You are. You’re so cute, I just wanna ruin you until tears are streaming down that pretty face of yours,” Vi says as she inches her face closer to yours. Your eyes widen at the bluntness of her statement.
“Vi… you can’t just say stuff like that. What if the guards catch us?”
“They won’t. The guards are sleeping right now. We’ll be fine,” Vi assures as you feel her breath on your lips. You decide to trust her as you let your lips brush her gently.
Vi grabs your chin and pulls your face towards hers, kissing you passionately. You give up your control and let her tongue explore your mouth. Vi pushes you against the wall and continues to make out with you.
She grab the bottom of your shirt and pulls it over your head, leaving you in your bra. You blush and make an attempt to cover yourself, but Vi holds both your wrists with one hand.
“No. I wanna see it,” she says. She lowers her head to your neck and starts to bite marks into it. She lets go of your wrists, and uses one hand to hold your chin to the side and the other to drag along your chest.
You can’t help but moan when she pulls your bra down to your waist and kisses your breasts. Her mouth wraps around your nipple as you grab her pink hair. Vi doesn’t seem to mind it.
Vi places her knee between your legs and you absentmindedly begin to grind against it. Vi brings it upward and you groan. The guards may not be able to hear you right now, but the other prisoners sure can.
“Shh…” Vi says, “You don’t want everyone to hear you, right? To hear how much of a slut you are just from grinding against my thigh?” Her words surprisingly make you moan. You shake your head, but you wouldn’t really mind it if they did.
She removes her leg from in between yours and you whine in frustration. Before you could protest, Vi grabs your body and throws you over her shoulder like you’re as light as a feather. It turns you on.
She walks over to the small bed without any struggle, and she tosses you onto it. You look up at her with those adorable, innocent eyes, and it drives her feral. She gets on top of you and makes out with you again, but this time it was much less gentle. Your hands tangle through her hair again, and you grab it as if she’s your only lifeline.
Vi’s lips travel down your neck, down your chest, and she starts kissing down your stomach. She finally unclips your bra, and then she surprises you when she licks a stripe all the way from your nipple to your neck.
Vi’s hand starts to reach for the hem of your pants. She sits on her knees between your legs to unbutton them. She takes your ankles and brings them up, allowing her to yank your shoes and pants off. You blush at being exposed like that, and your position with your legs in the air. You try to bend your knees to cover yourself, but Vi holds you still. Even though you’re still wearing your underwear, this feels very embarrassing.
“Vi…” you whine, but Vi pays no attention to it. Instead, she pushes your knees back so that they almost reach your head. You turn away in an attempt to hide your face from her. She doesn’t need to see your red face; this is humiliating enough as it already is.
“Aw, baby, are you shy?” Vi coos, “Hold your knees for me, just like that.” Despite the embarrassment, you obey. And you can’t say you don’t like it.
“Can I take this off?” Vi asks, gesturing to your underwear. You nod.
Vi pulls off your underwear, and she brings it to your knees. You squirm with the thought of how you must look right now. Legs up, knees apart, so fucking exposed, and it’s all for her.
“Aw, look how wet you are. You’re fucking soaked,” Vi teases. You whimper.
Without any warning, Vi pushes her middle finger all the way in and without any struggle. You moan.
Vi begins to slide another one in. This time, you can feel the slight sting from the stretch, but you like it. You subconsciously grind against her hand to push Vi’s fingers in deeper, and Vi chuckles.
“Fuck, you’re so needy, aren’t you? Good girl.” You shamelessly grind against her fingers as your eyes shut and you grip the sheets.
Vi flips then you two around, so she’s lying on the bed and you’re on top of her, your knees on either side of her waist. Her fingers are still in you.
“C’mon. Ride me,” Vi whispers as she pushes your head down to rest on her shoulder.
You moan at her words and start moving your hips again. You adjust yourself to get her fingers to just touch that one spot… but you can’t. You look down at her and see her smug smile. You know she’s avoiding that spot on purpose.
“Vi, fuck, c’mon,” you whine, still trying stimulate your sweet spot.
“What’s the magic word?” she teases, like you’re a child.
“Oh, fuck, please? Please, Vi, please please please…” you moan into her neck.
Vi suddenly curls her fingers in you. She hits the spot perfectly. She continuously rubbed it, giving you no break or chance to breathe.
“Oh my god… Vi… it feels so fucking good, please don’t stop!” You try to match her rhythm, but it was too fast for you. You do the best you can. When her other hand reaches down to rub your clit, you can’t hold your sounds back anymore. Fuck it if the other prisoners hear you. They can hear how good Vi is making you feel…
“Vi- I’m cumming,” you tell her, mouth agape and expression blissed out.
Suddenly, Vi pulls her fingers out of you takes her other hand away from your clit.
“No, no no no no…” you cry, as you attempt to grind against her, not wanting to lose your high. A tear of frustration falls down your cheek and Vi loves it.
“Aw, did my girl wanna cum?” You sniffle and nod.
“Please, please let me. I can’t take it,” you beg.
“But you look so adorable like this, crying into my neck,” Vi says, tilting your head up so she can wipe your tears away.
“Please…” you beg with desperation. Vi moves your body so that your knees are on either side of her right thigh.
“C’mon. Ride me properly, then,” she says. You whimper and begin moving your hips. The rough fabric of her pants against your swollen clit feels so good, and you try to match the pace Vi was going at earlier, but you can’t do it.
You cry out in annoyance, and you look up at Vi with those wet eyelashes and swollen lips.
“Vi, please, help me?” you ask. Vi shakes her head.
“You can do it. C’mon. Ride my thigh like the slut you are,” Vi says, grabbing your hair and pulling it back. You place your hands on her biceps and use it as leverage.
With each motion of your hips, Vi brings her leg up slightly to help you. Her hand is still in your hair, yanking and tugging on it whenever she feels like it. It hurts your scalp, but it feels so good.
“H-help…” you moan out. And, this time, Vi complies. She reaches down and rubs your clit while you ride her.
“Don’t cum without my permission,” Vi warns, and you nod in response.
In just a minute or two, you could feel your orgasm creep into your body again.
“Vi, gotta cum, please?” you ask her nicely.
“No,” Vi says. Plain and simple. You cry out in need as you continue riding her and Vi keeps rubbing your clit.
“Why?” you whine. Tears fall down your face as you struggle to hold it, and Vi smiles at the sight.
“Because I said so. Be a good girl for me,” Vi says. You want to, you really do. But you just can’t hold it anymore.
Just as you’re about to cum, Vi pulls her hand away and places her hands on your hips to halt their movement. You try to fight against her, but she’s too strong. No no no no…
You start to actually cry this time, not just the soft mewling like before. Vi yanks your hair, making you look upwards.
“Were you just about to cum? Without my permission? You weren’t planning on disobeying me, were you?” Vi says, looking at you angrily.
“‘M sorry, so sorry,” you whimper.
“Bad girl. Told you to hold it, and you didn’t even listen,” Vi hisses. You start to cry more.
“I really tried! I’m really sorry, I did listen!” you try to convince.
“Oh, really? So if I didn’t pull my hand away, you wouldn’t have cum?” Vi asks. You sniffle and stay silent which answered her question. Vi sighs.
“I’m so sorry, Vi, please,” you say in desperation. Vi grabs your face harshly and squishes your cheeks together. You try to apologize again, but it comes out in gibberish.
“Fucking slut can’t listen to fucking instructions,” Vi says. Her other hand reaches down to slap your ass. You moan in both pain and pleasure.
“M-more…” you moan, not even realizing what you said until Vi lets go of your face raises an eyebrow.
“Oh? You want more?” she says with a smirk. She brings her hand down on your ass over and over again, causing you grab onto her shoulders. You moan her name as more tears drip down your face.
“Such a dumb slut. Crying from a few spanks. But, fuck, you look so fucking pretty like this,” Vi whispers into your ear. She continues with her hard hits, making you squirm on top of her. She holds you down easily with one arm.
She doesn’t stop until red hot handprints litter your ass.
“You look so beautiful right now…” Vi tell you.
You sniffle, “Please, wanna cum now, I can’t take this anymore!”
“Aw, poor baby,” Vi says, stroking your hair, “Does it hurt?”
“Yes, it hurts, Vi. Please? Please help me?” you ask her nicely.
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl,” Vi says as she pushes you onto the bed and gets on top of you.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” she says. You obey. Vi kisses down your body until she reaches your dripping pussy. She gently places a peck on your clit, causing you to back your hips up against her face. Vi laughs at your desperation.
Finally, she licks a stripe up your slit and circles her tongue around your clit.
“Oh, fuck, Vi, it’s so good,” you moan.
Vi eats you out like there’s no tomorrow. Her tongue fucks deep into you and her nose nudges against your swollen clit.
“You taste so fucking sweet. I love it,” she whispers into your pussy. The slight vibration from her talking makes you go feral.
From all the edging you experienced prior, it doesn’t take long for you to reach the edge. Her lips sucking your clit and her strong hands holding your thighs was too much for you to handle.
“Vi, I need to cum, please, can I cum?” you whimper. For a second, you’re worried she’ll deny you again. But instead, she hums and nods between your legs.
You let go with a scream. This is the most intense orgasm you've ever had. You see stars and your legs shake around Vi’s head.
Vi doesn’t stop. She continues lapping up your juices as they drip down her chin. You make an attempt to push her head away, the sensitivity being too much, but she stays put until she gets every last drop.
You finally get a chance to breathe when she pulls away, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, and smirking at the sight of you.
Vi brushes your sweaty hair our of your face and coos at you.
“So good for me. Good girl,” she says. You nuzzle into her neck as you start to drift off. Vi gently puts your underwear back on for you and drapes the blanket over the two of you.
“Thank you…” you whisper. She slowly drags her fingers down your arm.
“Hey?” she asks. You hum in response.
“How’d you get in here?” Vi asks, “You never told me.”
“I… dealt some drugs,” you respond.
“Oh? So it really is just minor shit. I thought you were hiding something,” Vi laughs. You laugh too.
“Yeah, just some shimmer,” you admit. Vi stops laughing for a second and her eyes widen.
“You’re kidding,” she says, stunned.
“I’m not,” you chuckle.
“You dealt fucking shimmer? That’s fucking crazy. I didn’t know you were capable of that shit,” Vi replies, sounding impressed.
“Yeah, well, I got caught, so…”
“Well, you know, if you didn’t you wouldn’t have had the best orgasm of your life,” Vi smirks. You nod in agreement.
You yawn and your eyes began to close. You rest your face comfortably in her neck, and she looks down at you in adoration.
“My good girl…”
#vi x reader#arcane x reader#arcane x female reader#vi fanfic#vi league of legends#vi x fem reader#vi x you#vi smut#sub!reader#dom!vi#dom!character#vi tag#vi arcane#arcane#vi
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just thinking about alhaitham pounding into you really hard...
one hand clamped over your mouth, the other resting on the small of your back pulling your body towards his, hips mercilessly rutting against yours and drilling his dick into your abused hole, his tip hitting over and over against that spongy spot that has you seeing stars, causing tears to prick at the corner of your eyes, and fuck, you look so pretty like this. your legs hugging his waist and pulling him closer, making him go deeper if it's even possible, your fingers holding at his biceps for dear life as you stare at him with those big, doe eyes, your puff cunt sucking his dick in and walls clamping onto his length tightly, earning a low groan from him, his gaze piercing into your soul and making you shiver, averting his darken orbs.
"fucking look at me." he growls under his breath, your eyes locking with his. "you're the one who was begging for my dick, now take it like a good little puppy and don't you dare to look away."
#genshin impact smut#genshin smut#alhaitham smut#alhaitham x reader#dom!character#sub!reader#✩ — what a dirty mind oli!!
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Right in the Ferris Wheel?!:
Scaramouche smut is back again!!
Seems like Scaramouche couldn’t resist taking you right then and there in the Ferris Wheel, oh my… (College au, praise kink, public sex, slight degradation kink too, word “daddy” is used thrice to address Scara, dom!scara, sub!female!reader, spanking, doggy-style, !!Scara and user are both 20!!)
Pairing with your classmate for a field trip to the amusement park, Scaramouche, wasn’t so bad after all. The both of you have tried out so many things like the ring toss game, shooting games, Whac-A-Mole and even eating a huge cotton candy! Winning prizes like a huge pink teddy bear, a black bat that represented Scaramouche and lastly, a mole with a silly grin spread across its face. Now, the last on the list was the Ferris Wheel which was the one you were excited about since you could see a breathtaking view of the whole amusement park from above.
Though, Scaramouche did confess to you earlier, realising that he was in love with you after spending half a day with you at the amusement park. He didn’t expect to have this much fun with you, and you had to admit, you didn’t either. So you accepted his confession and returned it, nodding as a sign that you’d now become his lover. Arriving at the entrance, you quickly snatched a Kuromi and Melody plushie when the attendant mentioned they were the last two on the hook for free. Chuckling, Scaramouche praised you for your quick instincts and thinking, accepting the Kuromi plushie that you handed to him because it apparently represented him more than the Melody one. Cute, now you’re matching with your boyfriend!
The two of you boarded the cart, you sitting on Scaramouche’s lap as he pulled you down while he sat on one of the seats, both of the plushies sitting on your lap. Once the Ferris Wheel started to move, you looked in awe at the breathtaking view of the whole amusement park from high up, relishing in the vibrant colours and the crowds of people. Though, you suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you felt something poking your inner thighs. Then, a blush crept up your cheeks as well as a tiny, soft gasp escaping your throat when you realised what it was. Was Scaramouche seriously hard right now? But oh, if only you knew the thoughts running through his mind right now. He wanted to bend you right over the seats and take you right then and there, perhaps a quickie in the Ferris Wheel wouldn’t hurt, right? No one could see the both of you because the windows were built with a special type of glass, no one could see you two from the outside while you two could see from the inside. Besides, you were wearing such a short skirt, how could he resist?
————-SMUT!!—————
Scaramouche let his hands wander all over your body, feeling every curve through the fabric of your skirt. The sights of the amusement park was nothing compared to the thrill of having you squirming on his lap. Your soft gasp was music to his ears, and you could feel his cock twitch in anticipation against your inner thighs. “Fuck, love, you feel that?” He whispered huskily, his breath hot against your neck. “That’s how hard you make me, just by being this close to me.” His fingers danced up your thigh, teasing the hem of your skirt, his voice dripping with desire. “You wanna play a riskier game than Whac-A-Mole, sweetheart? ‘Cause I’m game for a round of ‘hide the cock’ right here, right now.”
Scaramouche’s hands were bold and unapologetic as they slipped beneath your skirt, his fingertips lightly brushing against your panties. “Look at all those people down there, clueless about all the filthy things we’re gonna do up here in our little sky-high fuck pod.” He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle… At first. But you and I both know you’ll be begging for it harder by the time this ride is over.”
With a deft movement, Scaramouche pushed your panties aside, his fingers finding your wet, ready pussy. He teased your clit with a rough stroke, his other hand gripping your hip to pull you closer against his throbbing erection. “Shit, you’re soaking through your cute little panties,” he hissed, pleasure lacing his voice. “You want my cock that bad, huh? Want me to fuck you right here, with all these people below us none the wiser?”
Scaramouche didn’t wait for you to answer; the hunger in your eyes was all the confirmation he needed. Lifting you up slightly, he unzipped his pants with his free hand, freeing his hard cock. With a swift movement, he guided you down onto him, his eyes locked with yours as he filled you completely. “That’s it, ride me just like that,” he urged, his voice a low command. “Bounce on my cock and make those plushies dance.”
Each movement of the Ferris Wheel mirrored the rhythm, the cart creaking softly with the combined movements. Scaramouche’s breaths were heavy, mingling with your gasps as the both of you moved together in a frenzied, covert coupling. The thrill of the potential exposure only intensified the experience, each thrust a promise of pleasure and danger, passion soaring as high as the wheel itself. “Fuck, you feel so good, so tight around me,” Scaramouche panted, his grip on you tightening. “I’m not gonna last long with you clenching around me like that, darling. But let’s see if I can make you cum before the wheel goes down, hm?”
You moaned, leaning forward to rest your arms on the opposite seats as you arched your back, riding Scaramouche like there was no tomorrow. You could feel his cock twitching and throbbing inside of you, his thick length completely filling you up. The plushies rested near your arms on the opposite seats too, their innocent expressions a huge contrast to the passionate lovemaking. Your moans and his grunts echoed throughout the space of the cart, the windows fogging up with the intensity of the passionate lovemaking. Your breasts bounced with each and every thrust through your top, the sight heightening Scaramouche’s arousal even more, your hips moving and grinding on top of him. He could see the way his thick length showed through your tummy as a bulge, the way your walls tightened around him whenever he praised you.
“Oh, God, Scara… More, fuck me harder, faster, make everyone know who I belong to. I’ll be so fucking good for you, I’ll be a good girl. Make me scream your name in this Ferris wheel, cum inside me and mark me as yours. Please, spank me, Daddy.” You managed to choke out between your moans, your voice cracking into a plea. Your walls clenched around him, milking him for all he was worth, signalling your incoming orgasm. You continued to ride him relentlessly, your ass bouncing and jiggling against Scaramouche’s pelvis. You’d gasp every time he squeezed and spanked you, Scaramouche was an ass guy, so the sight of your ass cheeks already reddening beautifully with his handprints was so fucking hot it threatened to push him over the edge as your grip tightened on the opposite seats. Your flexibility was a god-sent, your legs embracing Scaramouche’s hips as you arched your back. You would for sure have a hard time sitting down now! Not that you were complaining, of course…
Scaramouche's eyes darkened with lust as he watched your body move in rhythm with his own, your moans a siren's call drawing him deeper into the abyss of pleasure. The sight of your tits bouncing through your top, straining against the fabric, was enough to drive any man wild—and Scaramouche was no exception. "Shit, you're such a filthy little thing, aren't you?" he snarled, his hands moving to grip your hips, guiding your movements to meet his fierce thrusts. "Begging for it, just like a good slut should. You think you can handle me going all out? 'Cause I'm not holding back anymore." With that, he started fucking you with renewed ferocity, each thrust punctuated by the sound of skin slapping against skin. The cart rocked violently with the movements, the Ferris wheel oblivious to the carnal act taking place within.
"You want to be spanked, huh? You want Daddy to turn that pretty little ass of yours cherry red?" Scaramouche’s hand came down hard on your cheek, the sound echoing in the small space, your skin stinging delightfully from the contact. "That's right, take it like the good girl you are. You're mine, sweetheart, all fucking mine," he growled, his voice laced with possession. As your walls clenched around him, he could feel your orgasm approaching fast, your pussy milking him like it was made for his cock alone. He reached around to your clit, rubbing it in rough, fast circles, determined to send you over the edge. "Come on, baby, cum for Daddy. Let go and let everyone hear who owns this tight little pussy," Scaramouche commanded, his fingers working you mercilessly. "Scream my name so loud that everyone below wonders who the fuck is making you lose your mind."
Your orgasm hit you like a freight train, your back arching as you screamed his name, the sound of your pleasure filling the cart. Scaramouche wasn't far behind, feeling his own climax building at the base of his spine. "Fuck, baby, I'm gonna fill you up so good," he hissed, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his own release. With a few more powerful strokes, he buried himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he spilled his load, marking you as his with each spurt of cum.
Breathless and spent, the two of you clung to each other as the Ferris wheel continued its lazy rotation, the outside world none the wiser to the debauchery that had just taken place. Scaramouche nuzzled into your neck, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Best fucking ride of my life, indeed."
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Jacq’s notes: helloo, sorry I haven’t been posting much lately I’ve been rlly busy with my work. Thanks for reading till the end, the next fanfic might be a possible Xiao one so please don’t hesitate to request. Until then, stay tuned sillies :3
#genshin impact#dom scaramouche#scaramouche smut#scaramouche#genshin scara#scaramouche x reader#sub reader#sub!reader#dom!character#scara x reader smut
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Movie Nights
Mike Schmidt X Fem!Reader✧˖°.
☆ Synopsis: It's been an exhausting day and Mike finally gets a chance to unwind with you, planning to watch a movie. But the screen is the last thing he can focus on.
☆ Word Count: 1.5k
☆ Warnings: NSFW, swearing, oral (f receiving), fingering, soft smut, No use of y/n
☆ A/N: This was really fun to make, and writer's block is finally leaving me alone!!૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა
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You snapped out of your hazy state as the door clicked, looking at the clock
11:23 pm.
Mike sluggishly set his stuff down, taking tired steps from the late night. It was one of those fortunate days off for him, yet he insisted on running errands and helping out the neighbors.
Hanging up his coat, you caught a glimpse of him and he looked absolutely wrecked; hair tousled and bags under his eyes with that exhausted look written all over his face. You knew he was tired, you knew he had worked so hard, but damn did he look good.
"Hi," you whispered, earning a small, tired smile from him. “Hey.” Voice quiet, he walked over to the table, looking around, “Do you know where the–”
“The paperwork?” He nodded, knitting his brows, “I did most of it, the rest is in the first drawer.” A slight wave of shock was evident on his face as he looked your way. “You really didn’t have to..”
shaking your head, you smiled at his shy tone, “You’ve been working so hard baby. It’s the least I could do.”
He let out a tired chuckle, slumping beside you on the couch. “God, what did I do to deserve you.” His words made your heart flutter, and even when exhausted, he somehow found a way to look at you with eyes that made you feel like the finest paintings.
“I missed you” he mumbled, resting his head on your shoulder, relaxing as your hand laced through his loose curls, humming softly, “Missed you too.” The dim lighting and gentle touch did nothing to help his drowsiness, huffing as he felt you move to pick up the remote. “Anything you wanna watch?”
He sighed, burying his face in your neck, “Whatever you want.” Poor boy, he was completely drained. You clicked through the channels before deciding on something you hoped would be interesting.
Mike moved his head slightly, eyes on the screen, but his thoughts were on you. Everything about you drove him crazy. That soft voice of yours and even softer touch occupied his mind every day, craving you more than anything he’d ever tasted. The only thing he could think about was those desperate sounds that spewed from your pretty lips when he went down on you.
“Mike?” Slipping from his thoughts, he shifted against you. “Hm?” God. His voice drove you insane. “We don’t have to watch anything—I mean you seem really tired.” He shook his head, breathing in your sweet scent. “Mm…I jus’ wanna be with you.” Words slurring from exhaustion, he lost himself in your presence. You nod, trying to drown yourself in the movie, though, it threatened to put you to sleep with its nonexistent plot.
Your attempts to focus were interrupted by that familiar touch, Mike's hands caressing the dip of your waist, “What are you–” Cutting off with a sharp inhale, you felt his fingers slip under your shirt.
You bit back a sigh as his body moved closer. "Missed you so fucking much," he groaned softly, trailing kisses across your jaw. The tone in his voice was so much more desperate than before, hands teasing your hot skin with his fingertips. "Mike..." you sighed, "we can't—" He touched you with such care, dragging his fingers down to your hips, but you knew you had work in the morning. Any longer with him touching you like this, and you'd be up all night. "Focus on the movie baby," he mouthed against your neck.
You tried to protest, but your jaw went slack before you could even speak as he found that sweet spot against your skin.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you," Hardly processing what he was saying, your body melted at his touch. "You don't know how badly I've been wanting to do this." His words clouded your mind, making it hard to think about anything other than him. It was like he was a different person from when he first got home, his sweet nothings only making you want more. “I thought you were tired.” Your breathy whisper made his mind spiral.
“Never too tired for you.”
Inhaling deeply, you tried to keep your eyes on the screen, but no matter where you looked, your mind drifted to him and his touch. Struggling to focus, his hands glided down to your thighs, that feeling of his fingertips dancing on your bare skin making you dizzy before they slipped under your shorts. "Please," you whined.
"Mike, please—" Your desperation was mesmerizing as he drank in your soft begs, that intoxicating scent of your perfume flooding his senses.
"Please what?" Desire wrapped around him, "C'mon, baby, tell me what you want." His words were soft, silently begging to hear your lovesick voice.
You bit back a shy moan, "Touch me…Please."
Head spinning at the sound of yourself, Mike's breath hitched at your plea, slipping his fingers under your panties. You tipped your head back at the fuzzy feeling of him tracing your clit in slow circles. "Fuck..” he groaned, dipping a finger inside of you, “Look how wet you are."
He admired your parted mouth struggling to stay quiet and knitted brows before slipping another finger into you, the gentle stretch making your mind go numb.
"God, you sound so pretty," he moaned, sinking his fingers deeper, “Come on... let me hear you."
You had no choice but to let go, drowning him in your soft, involuntary sounds as his fingers curled against that perfect spot you so desperately craved.
You tried, you really did, but you just couldn’t focus on the screen when his fingers were pumping in and out of you, hitting those places that you could never reach.
"I—I can't," you whimpered, feeling that familiar knot in your stomach, you squirmed at the feeling, desperately moving your hips for more friction. He pulled his fingers out right before you could reach the edge, leaving you breathless. You couldn’t even speak, inhaling sharply as he moved off the couch and down to the floor in front of you. Tugging at the waistband of your shorts, your hips stuttered before allowing him to slip them down.
Legs closing at the sudden exposure, you looked down at him nervously.
"Keep your legs spread f’me," his voice laced with desire and desperation as he gazed up at you. He looked so pretty on his knees like this, that sleepy look filled with a drunken gaze, high off of your body. Shyly complying, you kept your eyes glued to the man in front of you, hooking his arms under your thighs, hands gripping your hips to keep you still. “Yeah, There you go..” Heart beating faster from the praise whispered into your skin, you couldn't help but bite back a whimper.
That soft sound melted into a moan as his tongue teased you, pressing your hips up against him, you quietly begged for more. Your eyes met his as you looked down, tugging at his hair, and sighing as his tongue finally pressed down on your clit. It was so hard to pay attention to anything else when he was making the sweetest noises you’ve ever heard; that pussy drunk expression driving you insane.
"Fuck, you taste so good," he groaned, blissed out and addicted from the way you tasted. He savored every sound that fell from your pretty lips, slipping his fingers back into you. A whine fell from him as you tugged on his hair once more, brain dizzy from losing yourself in pleasure. Consumed by a trance-like state, you desperately tried to control the moans spilling from your lips as he curled his fingers inside of you.
“Please" he whined breathlessly, the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you was addicting. "Cum for me.”
That perfect movement of his tongue working against your cunt had you seeing stars as his name fell from your lips, and fuck, it sounded even better when you were moaning it. The coil in your stomach threatened to snap as his fingers moved faster, eyes shut in pure pleasure.
"Mikey," you whined, tipping your head back, "Please... I'm–" A broken moan escaped your lips as his fingers buried deep inside of you, desperate for more of those beautiful sounds.
Breathy whimpers spilled from your mouth as you teetered on the edge, finally finishing with the prettiest noise Mike swore he had ever heard. That tired gaze in your eyes made him melt, legs trembling as his fingers slipped from your aching core. He moved his head up to your flushed state, hands roaming across your body as he pressed his lips against yours so desperately; soft, needy moans muffling into the kiss. Slowly slipping his tongue into your mouth, the sweet taste of yourself on him left you weak in the knees.
Pulling back, he admired your beautiful state. Messy breathing, and tainted cheeks; he couldn’t help but bite back a smile, knowing that he was responsible for those sweet eyes and pretty sounds. "You did so good," he mumbled, still tipsy from your body as his arms wrapped around your waist. "Sorry we couldn't watch the whole movie," You collected your thoughts, shaking your head with a weak chuckle, "I enjoyed watching you more."
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⟢ | A good days work — Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader
✦ | Synopsis; Abby’s not done plowing just yet
✦ | Cw; Country!Farmer!Abby, Strap usage (r!receiving), referring to her strap as her “cock”, public(?) sex, use of the word slut once.
✦ | An; might be rushed, sorry in advance 🦇
Warm summer breeze ruffled through your hair as you walked through the soft grass, blinding rays of sunlight beamed down onto your supple skin, causing you to squint your eyes from the shine it created. You found yourself going out to the farther fields, looking for you beloved wife, Abby.
“Baby? Baby!” You called out, smiling and waving once Abby came into view.
She’d been out in the fields plowing, her muscles flexing as she drove the tractor around, her brows furrowed deeply in concentration. Which was quickly broken. Her head whipped around once she heard you call, a small smile tugging at her lips.
“Gimme a second, babe! I’ll be right there in a bit,” She shouted across the way, finishing the row she was doing and making to machine come to a stop, her hands falling from the steering wheel. She hopped out of her seat and walked her way over to you, breath heavy and slightly ragged.
“Hey, baby,” Abby purred, reaching out to gently grasp your hips once her was close enough, pulling you closer to her. “What’s my baby doin’ out ‘ere? Ain’t it too hot out for you?” She asked, not earning a fraction of a response.
Your eyes went wide as you took in her disheveled appearance. The small sheen of sweat in on her skin, her muscles flexing with each movement of her arms, her usual neat braid undid; all messy and frizzy, long, brown her cascading down her back.
And suddenly, you’re a mess in front of her.
“Baby?” Abby asked again, giving you hip a firm squeeze, pulling you from your lewd thoughts. Your eyes went wide with embarrassment, an even darker blush coloring your cheekbones as you averted your gaze from hers.
“Sorry, Abs, uhm.. W-What’d you ask me..?”
A lopsided smirk played on Abby’s lips as she noticed your flushed face, dragging her free hand up you body to grab your jaw, directing your gaze back up to hers. “I said, what’re you doin’ out ‘ere? Ain’t it too hot for ya? Don’t need my sugar melting in this heat,” she chuckled, slowly releasing your jaw from her grasp, letting it go back down to your hips.
“Or, did you come out ‘ere for somthin’ else? You’ve had your hands behind your back for a good bit.”
Your eyes lowered at her question, tearing your gaze away from hers as you took a small step back, the blush on your face somehow growing darker.
“Don’t be weird about this,” you sighed, moving your arms from behind your back and showing what and why you came out there. It was a seven inch, girthy, veiny, black dildo, already secured with a belt. Abby’s cheeks blossomed with a soft pink, her eyes widening slightly at the strap, you’re favorite strap.
“This what you came out ‘ere for, baby? Really?” Abby teased, nearly bursting out into laughter as she snatched the toy out of your trembling hands, examining it with care. “This what took ya so long to come out ‘ere? Musterin’ up some courage to come out ‘ere and ask me?”
She smirked proudly as she saw the embarrassment etching onto your features, securing her grip on your waist as she pulled you into a more secluded, grassier part of the field. She guided you to lay on the ground, setting the strap beside you as she settled on top of you, her powerful thighs caging you in place.
“Needy little thing, aren’t ya?” She rasped, bending over you and pressing her lips onto yours, her large, rough hands exploring every inch of your body. You writhed beneath her as her hands roamed freely around your figure, already working on getting rid of the sundress you wore.
“Abby, please,” you murmured against her lips, shuddering gently as the warm sunlight washed over your flushed skin, the soft light accentuating your enticing curves.
“Please what, baby? What’re you beggin’ for?”
Your eyes shone with desperation, not wanting to give her a verbal response, you spread your legs, showing off the wet patch on your panties, the damp outline of your lips painfully visible. Abby gave a deep groan in response, her hands coming down to spread your legs farther apart, the scent of your arousal filling her flared nostrils.
“Fuck,” she breathed, quickly discarding your dress to expose the lacy undergarments you chose to wear, her eyes darkening with desire at the sight. Her fingers worked to remove the thin pieces of fabric off your body, wanting to see you nude as soon as she could get you.
“Oh my, my, my.. You are fucking drenched down ‘ere, babe.” Abby muttered, nodded, discarding your laced panties and bra with your sundress, two of her large fingers spreading your lips apart. You wanted to die of embarrassment at her words, your thighs quivering as she stared at your throbbing entrance, just begging to be filled already.
“Please, Abby, please,” you begged again, practically in tears from how bad you wanted her to fuck your right now. “Please, baby, I need this, please, please.”
“Atta’ girl,” Abby moaned, grabbing onto the discarded strap-on and securing the belt around her hips and thighs, the leather tight on her work jeans. She reached out the snatch your hips, pulling you flush against the plastic cock and grinding it hard against your pussy. Her eyes focused on the wave your juices coated her length, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips.
“You ready for me, baby? Think I got this cock all nice ‘n wet in these juices of yours.”
“Mhm, ready. Please, hurry,” you rushed, mouth falling open as Abby promptly pushed her cock inside of you, your walls burning at the stretch. “Fuck, you look so good like this,” Abby growled, watching as your pussy lips stretched around the dildo, your legs caging around her hips, trying to force her to push deeper into you.
“Hold still,” she hissed, her fingers digging into the swell of your hips as she bottom out, her brows knit together in pure concentration. Slowly, she pulled out, leaving just the tip of her cock inside before slamming back into you, setting a rough pace from the get go. A dark grin spread on Abby’s lips as she heard your gasp, the pathetic, desperate look in your eyes giving her a twisted sense of satisfaction as she drilled into your weeping cunt.
The wet squelch of your pussy being fucked filled the surrounding area around you two, mingling with the sound of your moans, Abby’s grunts, and the heady scent of sex and sweat.
Your brows knitted together as Abby’s cock hit a certain spot inside of you, your back arching off the grass, and your arms wrapping around her broad shoulders, making Abby wish that she was fucking you with her cock for real.
“‘m close, Abby,” you cried, already feeling the familiar coil in you stomach, your lower body burning as her pace increased at your warning. “Already? Ain’t even been fifteen minutes, and you’re drunk on my cock like a slut.” You hid your face away from her once she said that, embarrassed at how easily she could make you fall apart under her touch.
“Ah-ah, no you fuckin’ don’t,” she snarled, yanking your arms away from your face and pinning them above your head, now grinding into you as a small punishment. “Gotta let me see that pretty face, baby. Unless you don’t wanna get fuck no more?”
Your immediately shook your head no, raising your hips up to silently beg her to start fucking you again. As much as you wanted to recognize how pathetic your actions clearly were, you were feeling too good to even think about it.
“That’s a good girl,” Abby drawled, starting back up again, making sure to hit your sweet spot over and over again, watching your body react without your permission. “Cum for me, baby. Wanna watch you,” she husked, her free hand coming down to roughly rub you swollen red clit, and hearing you cry out from the added layer of stimulation.
Your orgasm hit you like a bus, not able to give Abby a fraction of a warning as you squirted all over her cock, some of it spraying on her pelvis, and upper thighs. “Fuck, baby,” Abby chuckled breathily, gradually slowing down until her hips came to a stop, her hands gently running over you quivering stomach and thighs.
“Did such a good job, baby. I think—“ slowly, her eyes lowered, and her chest heaved as she watched you fuck yourself on her cock, even after she stopped thrusting in assumption that you needed a break after such an intense orgasm. Guess she was wrong.
“I want you,” you whimpered, still shakily rolling your hips against hers, your body sweaty and shaky. “Well,” Abby started, slowly pulling out of you, and flipping you onto your stomach, ass perked up in the air.
“Guess I’m not done with you just yet..”
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Billy Loomis ✧˚ · .
TW ⚠️ : Blood, knife, cursing, betrayal..?
My opinion!!!
“billy..?” You called out from the living room as you just came back from work.
No response.
You then walked into the kitchen to see blood splattered all over the kitchen tile floor You then begin to panic as your brain wondered about who may the blood belong to. as you were thinking you got a call from an unknown number…
“Hello..?” you said as you picked up the phone. “Hello….” said a dark raspy voice from the other end. “who is this?” you asked as u locked your doors and windows. “Thats not important Right now… [Name]”
You then froze. How did they know your name? you then hung up the phone and started searching the house looking for billy and you still wondered whose blood was on your floor. u then went up to You and billy’s shared room and locked the door and shut the window blinds.
You then started to hyperventilate as you thought a killer was in your house. your phone then rang again. you stared at it as it was your mother calling… but… she died two years ago. you then shakily held the phone up to your ear as you answered it.
“Hello..?” you said slowly. “Darling, who told you to lock the doors?” the Dark voice said.
“w-what… i dont know what your talking about.” you said as you wondered as how he knew the doors were locked. “oh come on.. [Name] dont play stupid you know you locked the doors.”
You then stayed silent as the voice on the other end spoke again. “Check the cameras.” he said. “w-wha..?” you hastily asked. “Check the fucking cameras.” he said in a a more darkish tone. You then went to your desktop and typed into your computer and signed into your cameras and seen a someone with a dark gown and a white saddish..? mask thats frowning and they were holding a knife while holding a phone up to their ear.
“Im coming in.” after that last sentence he hung up and all of a sudden the cameras went blank as he heard the front door being broken down. you panicked and put your dresser towards the door and put your desktop by the window. you then remembered u had a bat in the closet.
You went into the closet and got the bat and stood by the bed clenching onto the bat for dear life. you heard things being knocked over down stairs and u heard glass breaking.
You then heard loud clacking boots walking up the steps as it was going through the doors and rummaging through stuff around the rooms but they then stopped at your door. all of a sudden it was quiet as nothing could be heard but only crickets.
That silence was soon interrupted by a phone ringing, then a loud banging on the door. you then screamed, they called your phone and knew where u were, even though the dresser was blocking the door it was slowly moving and he was going to get in.
You then stood in place and decided to wait for him to come and so you could face him and maybe even kill him.
The dresser then knocked over and onto the floor as the ground shaked a little. the door then boomed wide open and there u saw them. The ghost face looking man.
He then looked at you and just stood there until u screamed “BRING IT ON MOTHER FUCKER” he thought u were tough.. But not tougher then him. He then charged at you as you swung the bat as hard as u can but he dodged it. he then held his knife up and swung but he also missed aswell.
The two of you were breaking and knocking things down until you both got a hit in… he stabbed you on the side of your stomach while you hit him with the bat in his leg making him fall to the ground and you dropping the bat as the knife was still in your stomach.
You then started to feel all types of pain you never felt before. you felt woozy and dizzy and your nerves couldn’t seem to get together or focus on anything. Your head was pounding and your ears were ringing.
you then pulled the knife out of your flesh as your blood was on the knife and blood was pooling out of your fresh wound. you then put your hands over it to try and stop the bleeding. your eyes then become blurry as you see… two ghostfaces? were u going insane?
You then hear a rough and shrill voice coming from the other masked man, so you werent going crazy. “Damnnit ___ I told you not fucking touch her!” you couldnt quite get the name that the other ghostfaced man said due to your ears ringing. Great. u didnt get the name. you then closed your eyes for brief moments and then u seen billy come up to you. “[Name] look at me, c’mon look at me.” you then avert your eyes to look around the room and see the other ghostface man gone and see stu in the back on the phone with the police panicked?? “oh hello billy… how…how are you..?”
You then looked at him and asked with a smile, he then looked at you confused wondering if you were drunk or if u lost a few of your brain cells. “The Ambulance are on their way.” he said as he looked down at your bleeding wound and then his eyes went dark as his jaw clung together, u heard him clicking his tongue as his face then softed when he looked back at you.
He then wrapped your wound with a towel and picked u up and placed you in bed to wait for the ambulance. “just rest here sweetheart, ill be back.. okay?”
you then smiled and nodded as u turned ur head away. he then went over to stu who was outside of the door by the stairs.
you could still hear them. “you fucking idiot i never said to hurt HER!” billy said as his voice went rasp as he sounded a bit angry. “i thought you said Tatum AND [Name]!!” stu had said. “why the fuck would i say that?!?!”
billy aruged back, “Listen man, i dont know but tatum whacked me in the head with a whine bottle and got away” Billy sighed as he went downstairs with stu.
Billy and stu were killers..?
You then woke up in a hospital bed, you then sat up and winced as last night flashed in your head and u looked at your wound and seen that they patched you up with bandages but there was blood on the bandages it was okay still.
You looked around and saw no one, you then picked up your phone from your bedside table where there was flowers and a water bottle and a small little note on the table.
“ill be back to check up on you when you wake up if you need anything please feel free to ring the bell” - nurse
aw how thoughtful. but however the bell was all the way over to the other side of the room.
you then decided to play a small game on your phone to pass up the time but all of a sudden the lights begin to flicker and they went off. “what the hell?” you said as u sat up and turned to look through the window.
“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, even at the hospital?”
The door then swung open which caused u to jump and there he was, the ghost face man. it was either stu, or billy- “you should really watch that pretty little mouth of yours” he then shut the door and came closer to you.
you know that voice…
he then took off the mask, and it was billy.
“B-Billy..?”
“heyy…sweet girl, how ya holding up?” he asked warmly as he sat on the side of the bed.
you then looked away from him and backed up a bit in your bed. “y..you tried to kill me..”
you mumbled wanting to see his response.
“That was stu.” he said bluntly as his smile faltered. you then frowned as he put his hand underneath your chin so u could look up at him. “i would never try to hurt you on purpose, i love you.” he said as his gaze softened.
“i..i love you to”
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note: sekido brainrot, i have no control
cw: nsfw , minors dni!! , no plot , gn reader (afab) , adult reader , switch sekido (mean dom → sub bottom) , switch reader (power bottom → mean dom) , kinda ooc , reader implied to be human , cursing , consensual , pet names (g.) , foreplay , kitchen sex , dry humping , early orgasm , degradation (g.) , slut shamming (g.) , barely proof read
edit: this was suppossed to be longer but i ran out of inspiration before s3 ended yikes. edit 2: PFF i posted this so quickly that i didn't realize the last line didn't make any sense LMFAO i changed it but that stays between us shhhh
wc: 1.1k
nsfw under the cut, minors dni
it's only a normal night of yours, you just finished doing all your chores for the day but yet you decided to prepare yourself a snack before going to bed. you're in the kitchen as you mixed all the ingredients together to make your sweet, humming a song to yourself to keep it entretaining. it's all calm and quiet around but a cold and frightening sensation runs through your entire body when you feel a huge hand pressing your back, you jump out of horror, mortified at the thought of someone breaking into your home and trying to attack you, you instinctively turn around and all your worries vanish in a heavy sigh when you notice it's just sekido.
"oh my fucking god, sekido, you scared the shit out of me. i didn't hear you arrive" you say, a laugh escaping your lips to relieve the scare the demon gave you.
it is a common thing for sekido to sneak into your home looking for you making absolutely no noise, his sneaking skills are impressive and startled you more than once. you notice how he doesn't say anything so you rise an eyebrow to him, slightly confused, his expression is shown to be enraged like it normally is, that furious frown and twisted grimace of his always showing his consistent state of rage. however, this time seems more intense and angrier. what can -now- be bothering him today? before you can ask him, the hand resting on your back pushes you forward to the counter in a slow yet strong movement, his hand still feeling heavy against your back, exerting force to avoid you from moving. before you can call his name in a questioning manner, his shaft presses roughly against your ass, all the dots connect when you feel his cock hard as ever against your body and realize, he is turned on.
sekido isn't verbal, he rarely tells you he is in the mood, you have to figure it out on your own or, if he is extremely needy, he just starts physical touch with you himself. the latter being the case today. he waits for a concrete answer before making any other move, as if he isn't already clear that he is horny as hell. you chuckle, allowing yourself to totally lay on the counter after pushing away the tools and the unfinished desert to rest your body comfortably. you look at sekido from the corner of your eye with a playful smile.
"my quiet puppy is needy, huh? alright, go on, let your frustrations out~" you hear him grunt at your comment, then his fingers wrap around your hips and start grinding against you, he presses his shaft roughly against you, as hard as he can getting that friction you both love so much.
this kind of foreplay always seems to arouse sekido since the more he continues, the more needy and noisy he gets. he continues his doing with enthusiasm, you feel his nails digging roughly into the skin of your clothed waist. he is desperate, you hear him grunt and struggle behind you.
"ngh~.. fuck.." you hear him groan, he stops for a second to get his kimono between his underwear and your clothed ass out of the way, increasing the closeness, cloth by cloth.
he continues to dry hump enthusiastic grunting and moaning under his breath, he sounds already so aroused and lost in the moment you wander why is he being louder than usual. but before you can even come to a conclusion, he releases a loud groan, hands gripping firmly your waist, you look at him in shock, it can't be... did he just...?
"did you just cum?" you ask in shock still, a small and puzzled smile forming on your lips and widen eyes. his fanged grimace remains and the enfuriated look on his eyes too, however he doesn't respond, his face just turns red as he recovers some breath, staring away from your astonished glare.
you decide to confirm your thought so you lift your torso from the kitchen table to look down at his underwear. you notice a stain soaking his clothing, your eyes widen in surprise and amusement even more.
"wow, you never came this fast, i thought this was only foreplay, you disgusting bitch" your attitude changes into something more shady and playful, your rude words disguising behind your sweet tone of voice.
"who are you calling a bitch?! i swear i'm going to-!"
"what? punish me?" you cut him off suddenly "i don't think someone like you can do that. look at you, already a mess, i didn't even have to do anything~"
he grunts enfuriated at your statements, each insult hitting the dirtiest part of his dark being. he pulls apart and covers his crotch with his clothes again, hiding himself from you as embarassment washed over him in an instant.
"daw, don't be shy, i already saw how fucking dirty you are for me, no need to hide it from me" you say, now walking to him, he steps back a little and holds onto his kimono when you start fighting to uncover his stained pants.
he is physically stronger than you, so you knew he gave in on purpose when you got to move the clothing covering his shaft and you're surprised to see another erection popping through his underwear again.
"oh my god, you're hard as a rock again. what's gotten into you today, sekido?" you grab his hips and lead him to the counter you were laying on seconds ago and push him to it facing you, pressing your bodies together and kissing him hungrily.
sekido holds back any complaints and kisses you back, hungry hands sliding through your body, landing on your ass, pressing you tighter against him for you to feel how hard he is again as he squeezed your butt desperately. your hands wander through his body and undo the belt holding his kimono together, to then get rid of it. his clothes pool around his feet the moment you pull apart. you look him in the eyes as he pants and recovers some breath, licking his upper lip, missing your taste.
you smirk at him, amused for how hungry he is for you right now, your hand lands directly on his cock as the other presses harshly on his chest, keeping him in place as you begin to jerk him off. he throws his head back, muffling all the noises he can, biting his lip so hard it could leave a bruise.
"come on, moan outloud like the deprived slut you are."
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good pup.
someone posted this submission but something happened and it got deleted.. but i remember what it was so i'll tag the person. @@number1-chainsaw-man-fan hope i didn't do too bad :3
FEATURING- softdom!makima x sub! afab reader.
warnings- fingering, oral (reader receiving), vibrator use, overstimulation, makima calls reader a good pup, no use of y/n, reader calls makima mommy, fondling, nipple play, low key begging if u squint, light slap
you know this is wrong. you know it's wrong to have relations with your superior, you know that it's wrong you enjoy everything about it. you know that you should be writing out a report on your latest mission, but instead you're laying on your boss' desk with her fingers stuffed in your cunt, a bullet vibrator pressed to your clit and her tie around your wrists.
"you're being such a good pup for me, taking my fingers so well.. you're so well behaved aren't you?" she cooed into your ear. "ngnhh.. ms makima.. please.. please let me cum..!'' you sobbed out embarrassingly, your face becoming more flushed as makima started to press down on your sensitive clit and curl her fingers. "will you cum for me baby? can you do that for mommy?" focusing on her words and your pleasure, you feel a heat build in your lower abdomen and your first release hits you. "hah! ms m-makima, fuck fuck ah.. it feels so good!"
"is mommy making you feel good? do you want me to make you cum again with my tongue, hm?" you whined out at the suggestion, "come on my baby, use your words." she whispered into your ear. ''mommy.. nhggh.. please make me cum again with your tongue.. i need to feel your tongue on me so bad..'' you cried out to her, "see? that wasn't so hard, was it? a good pup gets rewarded." she pulls her fingers out of your leaking cunt and raises them towards her mouth, licking all of you off and then spitting you back out onto your cunt.
dipping her head down she licks up your pussy, spreading the mixture of her spit and your cum all over your cunt. makima places her thumb onto your clit and starts rubbing in circles while her tongue dips into your leaking entrance. "m-mommy please d.. hah... don't stop.. it feels so good nhghhnnh..." you sob out. "you taste so good, pup." she tells you. she moves one hand up to pinch your nipple, causing you to let out an embarrassingly loud moan.
makima notices you bite your lip to stifle anymore noises and slaps your clit, making you yelp. "don't hide your noises from me, pup. if you want mommy to make you cum you have to let me hear you, do you understand?" "y-yes ma'am..." she parts your pussy lips with her fingers and works her tongue back onto your sopping cunt.
you weren't sure how many times you've cum at this point, it felt like it'd been hours that makima was lapping away at your poor pussy. every drag of her tongue against your clit made you twitch. when you finally came again, makima lapped up the rest of your juices, placed one last kiss against your clit, and stood up. "i think i'll let you go home now, pup. you look tired. i'm sorry for keeping you for so long sweetheart." she placed a kiss to your lips. you could taste yourself on her tongue.
you knew this was wrong. you knew you'd be back again tomorrow.
#makima#makima smut#dom!makima#sub!reader#dom!character#smut#csm smut#chainsaw man#chainsaw man smut#dom!makima smut#sub!reader smut#puppy sub#request
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Sanemi virgin anon here - valid. I didnt think about his hashira status
If you were to slot the hashira into stereotypes (about bedroom stuff), what would they be? (No pressure, just curious)
I think Obanai would put on a brave face but is a mess underneath
Ooooo! This'll be fun! I got a few for both dom and sub cuz I'm a switch bitch >:3
Though, I'm kinda particular with a few. (You'll be able to tell)
Dom!Kyojuro - Service dom/soft dom: I can't see him being too rough with his partner, I think that once he really comes to terms with his feelings, he can't help but want to show them how sweet he's cabable of being. The rough stuff feels like it'd be more like his dad.
Sub!Kyojuro: He's obedient and terribly willing to do just about anything he's told to. He likes pleasing his partner in any way he can.
Dom!Obanai: He's a bit of a control freak. Either you do what he says, or you get edged until you cry. It reflects his need to have some form of control, something he never truly had when he was young.
Sub!Obanai: When he's subbing, he's pretty much a mess, all guards are down, and now he's passing you the reigns. He never knows what to do, so you'll have to do the work.
Dom!Sanemi: Mean Dom. Hates toys, determined to drive his partner wild using just his body. Maybe some rope, but do not count on it.
Sub!Sanemi: TOTAL. FUCKING. BRAT. You'll need a crop and some serious mean dom punishments for this one.
Dom!Mitsuri: Another service/soft dom. She loves making her partner feel good and gets off on it.
Sub!Mitsuri: Needy, whiny and an utter mess. She wants to feel good and will shortly start begging when she's aroused. She's a crier too.
Dom!Shinobu: Mean. She's just mean. She finds it cute if she pushes her partner close to tears with her teasing.
Sub!Shinobu: A coy brat. You'll have to teach her lessons, and she likes being put in her place quite often.
Dom!Giyuu: Ohhhhhh he tries to be a hard dom but melts at the first little "please" that would leave his partner's mouth (this is pretty common in most AUs I have for him) so a sweet type of dom is his style. Expect heavy romance.
Sub!Giyuu: Yeah, sorry, but I feel like he'd be a crier and begger until he has his first orgasm, then he is very much blissed out beyond recognition and going limp. He lasts less as a sub.
Dom!Tengen: CONSENT KING, HUGE ON CHECK INS. He's very big on clear communication with his loves, I mean, he has three wives with wildly different personalities that he adores, so it only makes sense that he'd have decent communications skills. BDSM is definitely within his realm of skill.
Sub!Tengen: Cocky little brat, always trying to get on his partner's nerves so he can get fucked until he's practically dumb. A total screamer.
Dom!Gyomei: Ultimate romantic when he's domming, always making sure to be as gentle as he can because of his size. He's huge on praise and never runs short on love. Tears are involved each time from how overwhelmed he feels.
Sub!Gyomei: GOOD BOY! GOOD BOY! GOOD BOY! He's such a good little obedient sub, always following orders and making sure to do the best he can. Tears are also involved, so being soft and sweet is needed.
#glitchrambles.txt#glitchrambles.anon#glitchrambles.naughtythoughts#dom!character#sub!character#Glitch is showing how much of a switch they are again
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Day 3: Gin Ichimaru ~ Public
Pairing: Gin Ichimaru x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC]
Word Count: ~1.3k
Date Published: October 3, 2023
WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Dom!Gin, Human!Gin, Size Difference, Established Relationship, Public Sex, Vaginal Sex, Teasing, Brat!Wynter, Some Praise + Degradation, Creampie
Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Gin also uses terms like 'sweetheart' and 'pet' to refer to Wynter. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.
Summary: Gin cashes in his 1 Free Request coupon for something Wynter never expected.
You can also read it on AO3!
Kinktober 2023 Masterlist
I knew I should've worn shorts under this skirt. That, or I at least should've worn my regular boots instead of these taller ones. Or perhaps I just shouldn't have agreed to go out with Gin at all.
He had me trapped in his arms in front of the train's closed doors, making it look to others as if we were any other couple cuddling and waiting for our stop. But in reality, he was a fucking demon pressing his fingers between my thighs through the skirt while rocking his hips in time with the train's swaying to hide how he was thrusting his cock deep into me. His head was leaning against mine as he hummed with delight and whispered filth in my ear.
The slow, agonizing pace was torture as I felt each inch that slid out go right back in. Gin had taken full advantage of how my boots put me at the perfect height for him to do this, and me not wearing shorts under the skirt meant he only had to push my underwear to the side to gain access. The only thing I was grateful for was my hat that covered my red face just by tilting my head down.
"Better keep quiet. You don't want anyone to know, do you?" Gin cooed next to my ear.
"Screw you." My voice was breathy before I bit my bottom lip to silence a moan as his fingers pressed harder. He clicked his tongue disapprovingly at me.
"Play nice, Wynter. Don't make me give you a spanking in front of everyone here." He sweetly kissed my cheek, and my grip on the pole in front of me tightened. Gin's thrusts remained shallow; a few inches out, a few inches in. Nothing more, nothing less.
The man was perceptive and aware of his surroundings enough to know where the line was between getting caught and no one being the wiser. And he played right on the edge of that line.
The zipper of his jeans was rough against my ass, and my thighs felt slick as they pressed together. The train rattled, and Gin used that as his opportunity to snap his hips into me. I took in a sharp breath, and my knuckles were turning white from my firm grip.
"I wonder if I can get you to cum before we reach our stop." He whispered as his lips brushed against my ear. A shiver ran up my spine, and I tried to steady my breathing. "It's taking so much of my self-control not to bend you over the divider."
"Don't you dare." I hissed, and he chuckled before kissing the shell of my ear.
"I won't, sweetheart. I'm having too much fun with this." Gin circled his fingers over my clit through my skirt and underwear while leaving his other hand in a relaxed position over it to hide his debauchery from view. "Mmm. I like watching you struggle to contain yourself." His warm breath rolled over my skin, and I clenched my jaw.
I never thought I'd be doing something like this, but after one regrettably vague birthday coupon and seeing hardly anyone else in the train car, Gin had convinced me to fulfill his wish. I hadn't even known this was a fantasy of his until he cashed in the '1 Free Request' coupon at the station. I also knew if he hadn't been distracting me by speaking in my ear, I would've bowed out long ago and told him to shove it because of the anxiety.
"I love how you're always so wet from my touch. It makes this so much easier." Gin acted as if he was casually shifting his weight on his feet but was actually pushing his cock deeper. I grunted through clenched teeth while feeling so utterly full.
"Once I can actually get my hands on you...." I trailed off as Gin kissed the side of my neck.
"What? You'll punish me?" He had a teasing tone while smiling. "Please do." Even just thinking of what I'd do to him later made me wetter. He was a bastard but, oh, such a pretty one. Making his fox-like smile twist with pleasure as I left him a mess was something I indulged in, but right now was all about fulfilling his request.
His slow thrusting was barely more than cock warming, but his fingers and words working in unison just might get me to cum like he wanted. My thighs twitched as my jaw clenched again.
"You're doing so good for me, pet." Gin's voice dropped to that tone he knew drove me wild that was almost like a purr. He then grunted from me clenching around his cock. "Mmm, you're amazing." His breath fanned over the side of my neck as it faltered.
My heart was pounding, and a stop was announced before the train began to slow. I heard a hiss as the doors slid open, and Gin was absolutely still now with people leaving the car.
"Our stop is next." I muttered while keeping my head down.
"That's plenty of time." He sounded so certain, and as the train doors were closing, I realized we were the last two in the car. Gin didn't even wait until we left the station to start snapping his hips.
"Fuck~!" I hissed and had to grab the pole with both hands. The slow drag of his cock as he pulled out several inches only to snap back in with such force had my thighs shivering. "G-Gin!"
"What is it, darling? Are your legs getting tired?" He questioned as if he wasn't fucking me while still holding me close to his chest.
"S-Someone in the other car might see." I grunted as my toes curled in my boots.
"Then I guess you shouldn't bring attention to us, huh?" He kissed the side of my neck and grabbed my hip while sliding his other hand under my skirt. "Spread your feet just a little bit." Gin panted, and I did as told. "That's it. So good~." He purred and managed to get his fingers between my thighs.
I was falling apart and struggling to keep quiet. Gin was less concerned about being heard and groaned into my skin. His grip on my hip tightened, and each thrust brought us closer to the edge.
"You're so good to me." Gin panted after his forehead dropped to rest on my shoulder. "J-Just a bit more." His fingers pressed a little harder, and I bit my lip as my back arched.
My moans were muffled as I peaked and clenched around Gin. The built-up tension washed away in the flood of my orgasm, and I forgot where we were for a second.
"Oh, fuuuck~!" Gin groaned while pulling me closer and pistoning his cock into me while prolonging my orgasm. It was almost too much, and he finally thrust in to the hilt to cum.
And then our stop was announced.
"Shit!" I hissed as we rushed to hide what we'd been doing. Gin quickly pulled out and tucked his dick back into his pants while I straightened out my skirt and underwear. To add to my embarrassment, I could feel his cum already leaking out and into my underwear.
By the time the doors opened, Gin looked as if nothing had happened as he took my hand in his and led the way out and onto the station platform.
"I need to find a bathroom. You should've used a condom." I whispered, and Gin only smiled as his pale eyes looked down at me.
"Hm. No."
"What?"
"We're almost home. I'll clean it up myself then. It is my mess after all." Gin purred while hungrily licking his lips, and I felt excitement twist in my gut.
#31 days of bleach#gin ichimaru#bleach smut#gin ichimaru smut#dom!gin ichimaru#bleach#bleach fanfic#oc x canon#dom!character#kinktober 2023#lemon#Wolf does fanfic
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@rdottiiee
rdot! |19 | she/her | Shoko’s favorite cigarette | kirara’s gf | mitski loverr!! | BLACK
i don’t interact with minors of ageless blogs!!
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⟢; I write for multiple fandoms including; JJK, TR, BLLK AND DEMON SLAYER!!
⟢; I write dark content to a certain extent!
⟢; I write fluff, smut and angst.
⟢; Don't be afraid to leave a request!
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★, Incest/ Stepcest. Anything to do with fucking family members.
★, Aging characters down. If u want to fuck kids please get the frickfrack off my account!!
★, Vomit, piss, scat, period blood and anything that has to do with bodily fluids except spit I guess
★, RAPE
★, I don't do proships
★, selfcest
★, Any weird kinks including monster fucking and tentacles because thats odd!
#guide#sub!character#dom!reader#blue lock smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#tr smut#dom!character#sub!reader#navigation#I BLOCK AGELESS BLOGS
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i feel like hate sex with abby in the rain would be the best, you're both drenched, and she'd absolutely destroy you without a second thought
#abby anderson#abby tlou#abby the last of us#abby x reader#abby anderson x reader#abby tlou2#dom!abby#sub!reader#dom!character#abby smut#eliza's thoughts... 💜
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tw: slight cnc
a/n: wrio might be ooc, also wrio big dick agenda <3
drooling at the thought of boyfriend!wriothesley approaching you from behind in the kitchen, groping all your body and feeling your plushy thighs, hips and breasts all while grinding his growing boner against your ass, fingers pinching your hardening nipples hard and earning a gasp from you.
he trails kisses down your neck, getting ahold of your underwear and impatiently trying to take them off when you grab his wrist, a high-pitched "no!" leaving your lips as you try to stop him, only to have your hand pushed away and your body bent over the closest surface he can find, his huge frame cornering you and rough palm clasping over your mouth, muffling your complaints and cries for him to stop.
tears well up the corner of your eyes when you feel him tearing your already-soaked panties off your body, glistening cunt exposed to his hungry eyes as he slides his forefinger between your folds, gathering your slick to rub your puffy clit before shoving a single finger into your hole, causing you to squeal at the intrusion.
he adds a second finger soon after, scissoring them and prepping your tight walls to receive his thick length, unpretentiously grazing against that sensitive spot inside you that makes you weak on the knees, eyes rolling back in pleasure and brain turning into mush, all while he trails tender kisses on your neck and shoulders, palm rubbing against your clit making the coil in your stomach bigger and bigger. and suddenly, it's all gone, wrio's fingers leaving you with that empty feeling before his fat tip nudges your slit.
you shake your head no violently when he starts to push in, his massive size splitting you open and forcing your walls to accommodate him, your tears running down your face and staining your cheeks along with his palm, hole fluttering and tightening around his shaft, making it impossible for wrio to push any further.
he pulls your body up, chest glued to your arched back and lips ghosting your ear when he whispers, hot breath hitting your nape and sending a shiver down your spine.
"c'mon honey, loosen up for me. i know you want this, hm?" his voice is low, deeper than usual and raspy, you can't help but clench your cunt, earning a groan from him, his hips stuttering forward and burying his cock inside you, bottoming out.
his tip nuzzles against your g-spot just right, a loud moan making its way to your lips and being muffled by your lover's hand, your fingers gripping his wrist as an unconscious movement and arousal running down your thighs, your skin getting slippery.
wrio wraps his free arm around your waist, holding you in place when he starts thrusting into you, pulling all the way out before slamming back inside, an obvious bulge appearing on your lower stomach with how deep he reaches. you're not able to think straight nor fight anymore, just standing there already fucked-out and moaning like a brainless whore, letting him use you as he pleases.
huffing out a chuckle, he smushes your cheeks together, fingertips digging into your soft skin and a pout appearing on your lips, his grip forcing you to look him in the eyes, a cocky smirk adorning his face as he stares at your half-lidded gaze, giving away how there's not even a single thought in your head other than how good he fucks you.
"daring to say no and asking me to stop when that slutty cunt of yours was dripping wet and begging for my dick... don't you worry darling, i'm gonna use your cute pussy the way i know you like it."
divider credits to benkeibear <3
#wriothesley smut#genshin impact smut#genshin smut#wriothesley x reader#dom!character#sub!reader#gender neutral reader
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First post: Scaramouche smut!! You’ve been so good for him, staying with him even when he’s a villain, a Fatui Harbinger. Scaramouche wants to reward you, to worship every single inch of your body. (Praise kink, body worship, sub!reader, fem!reader, gentledom!scara)
“Oh, love, you’re home.” Scaramouche remarks, watching as you walk through the door after a long day of work. You nod, lazily putting your bag down on the floor and approaching him. You hug him, wrapping your arms around him and taking in his scent. Scaramouche’s scent was cologne, yet the scent of vanilla intoxicated you. You’ve always liked clinging onto him, but you did hope he didn’t find it annoying.
Scaramouche becomes momentarily surprised, the chair he was sitting on slightly pushing backwards because of your sudden weight pressing against his body. But he hugs you back and pats your back comfortingly. “Rough day, huh? There, there… I get it too.” He coos, kissing your forehead lightly as he comforts you. You sigh, hugging him tighter and burying your face into the crook of his neck. Though, an idea suddenly formed into his mind.
“Hey, sweetheart. You know, I’ve been wondering about something.” Scaramouche started, “you’ve always stayed by my side. Even when I’m a villain, a Fatui Harbinger, you’ve never once had the thought of betraying me. I’m sure you would’ve found it easier if I was Kabukimono back then.” He ended off with a sigh, it was as if he thought he was bothering you with his arrogance. Scaramouche was aware of his own personality, and he didn’t want to burden nor drain you with his own negativity.
You shook your head, your eyebrows furrowing slightly at his insecurities. “No, Scara, listen to me. I chose to stay with you because I love you, it’s not out of pity or because I feel forced. You may be arrogant, but that’s your personality. And if I choose to stay with you, that means I’ll accept your flaws, your rudeness. In fact, your sarcasm makes me laugh, it’s refreshing to see people that don’t try to become another person. You’re… you. And that’s what I love so much about you.” You reassured, giving a small yet genuine smile.
Scaramouche’s eyes widened, he could’ve swore he could cry from just your words. But he held back, not wanting to seem weak in front of you. You could tell he was very happy, as he smiled genuinely, not a snarky or amused smile. “Oh, my dear, you truly are too sweet for your own good. I understand now, and I appreciate you staying by my side.” He continued, “although, I think I haven’t been appreciative enough, always busy and dealing with my work… How about a reward for you, hmm? You’ve been so good for me, and I think it time to show you how much I truly adore you.” Scaramouche’s tone dropped into a low, intimate one, taking one of your hands into his and gently kissing your knuckles.
Intrigued, you nodded curiously, eager to see what Scaramouche has in plan for you. He chuckles at your curiosity, you were too adorable. Scaramouche pulls you up onto your feet and stands up, grabbing your hand and leading you upstairs to the bedroom. Once the both of you reached the bedroom, Scaramouche knew this was going to be a night full of ecstasy and raw pleasure, where he would show you exactly just how much he adored and loved you.
———————SMUT!!———————
“Oh, fuck… You feel so fucking tight, darling. So wet and warm around my cock, you like it when I fuck you senseless like this?” Scaramouche groans, his cock pulsing inside of you as he thrusts in and out of your tight pussy. You could only moan and whimper, unable to respond to his words properly without slurring and stumbling on your words. “Heh, you’re slurring, dear. Can’t even make up sentences now, huh? How fucking adorable, you know I love it when you’re stumbling all over your words.” He teased, a dark chuckle escaping his throat.
Scaramouche lets out a contented sigh, throwing his head back slowly and closing his eyes as he pounds into you. His indigo hair sticks to his forehead, slick with his sweat, yet it only made him more enticing to you. As promised, Scaramouche worships every single inch of you. He roams his hands all over your body, kissing every inch of your skin, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how good you’re doing for him, how gorgeous you are. All these praises are driving you over the edge, so you begged.
“Fuck, please, Scara, I wanna cum. Make me cum all over your cock.” You pleaded, looking up at him with those desperate eyes that he loved so much. “I love you, Scara. I love you so fucking much, I love you, I love you…” You repeated drunkenly, drowned by the intense pleasure he was giving you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you saw stars. It was almost too much.
“Shit, my baby’s begging for me now? That’s it, that’s how I like it. Gonna make you cum all over my cock, just like you wanted. God, fuck, you’re so fucking close, I can feel it.” Scaramouche groans, his voice low and husky. “I love you too, sweetheart. So fuckin’ much, I adore you.” He replies, his body overwhelming with affection and love. His grip tightens slightly on your waist, his thrusts becoming harder, faster and deeper into you. His tip kissed your sensitive cervix, chuckling at the way you mewled and gasped.
“Mhm, you’re about to cum, aren’t you, dear? That’s it, cum for me, cum all over my cock. That was what you wanted, right? Uh-huh, yes…!” Scaramouche encourages, releasing out a primal groan as he feels your walls clench around him. When you came, you came hard. Your slick juices coat his cock, his length dripping with your cum. But he doesn’t stop there, not until he’s bred you full. “Cumming, fuck… I’m gonna cum, gonna fill you up. Take it, darling, take every drop of my cum. Mm, gonna fill this sweet little pussy up…!” And with one final thrust, Scaramouche orgasms. He groans, hot spurts of cum spilling out from his cock into your womb.
The two of you breathe heavily, Scaramouche doing gentle thrusts to prolong the orgasm as long as possible before stopping. He pulled out, his length slick with your combined juices. His cock throbbed, spilling out a bit more cum onto your tummy. “Heh, oops. Don’t worry, love, I’ll clean you up tomorrow. For now, let’s get some rest, hmm?” Scaramouche smirks, wrapping his arms around you as he lays beside you.
“I love you.” You murmured, already closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep.
“I love you too, my sweet girl.” Scaramouche replies, kissing your forehead. He smiles as he watches you drift off to sleep, doing the same as well after letting out a contented sigh.
———————THE END——————
Jacq’s note: ahh, thank you sm for reading this till the end. This is my first post and it’s about smut so please excuse my grammar errors if I had any, I also allow requests!! I only do smut and fluff, genshin impact, call of duty, love & deepspace and ikemen revolution characters, but sometimes I might do bonus fanfics of other characters, (including bots on poe ai only). I will put out more info on my profile, thanks for supporting me sillies <3
#scaramouche#genshin impact#scaramouche smut#sub!reader#dom!character#dom scaramouche#first post#fem!reader#body worship#praise k!nk
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#eren yeager#eren x reader#hawks x reader#dom!eren#sub!hawks#eren smut#hawks smut#aot#mha#bakugou katsuki#mha bakugou#bakugo smut#dom!bakugo#dom!reader x character#dom!character
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could u write ellabs x reader? maybe the reader is dating them both and they get jealous bc some girl is flirting w the reader? maybe some fluffy after care at the end :)
YES 🦭
✦ | Cw; Dom!Abby/Ellie, Sub!Fem!Reader, Marking, Overstimulation, Mentions of blood, Multiple orgasms (?), Sorta fluff (?)
✦ | An; it’s SHORT (and maybe rushed) I’m sorry sowwy
"You're ours. Do you ever forget that," Abby growled, her fingers digging into the swell of your hips as she guided you along the length of Ellie's wet cunt, her own naked body pressed up against your back. You’d cum about three times by now, you mind has completely turned to mush, and all you can do is whimper and whine about how overstimulated you are. But you take what they’re giving you anyways.
Abby’s rough hands feel so good against your sweaty skin as you try to focus on the feeling of your pussy rubbing against Ellie’s, her sweet grunts and groans motivating you more despite the throbbing ache in your thighs.
“So pretty, sweet girl. Look so good on top of me,” Ellie groaned, letting Abby do the work for both of you, her legs quivering on your shoulders. You tell she was getting close by now, the subtle trembling of her legs, the occasional whimpers she let out, the way her back arched every time Abby pushed down a little bit too hard.
“Guys, please, I can’t—“
“You can, and you will,” Abby snarled, giving your ass a hard smack that’s definitely going to form a dark bruise later on. You really, and actually, couldn’t take this anymore. You’ve lost track of how many times you came tonight, your body was defiled in cum, sweet, and blood, and your body was burning for a break, aching even. Though, they wouldn’t stop, no. Not until every inch of your body and mind was branded in their marks.
After some time, Ellie finally came, about her second or third one this night. You whined and squirmed on top of her as her warm juices splashed against your swollen cunt, this also being the cause of your own orgasm. This left both you and Ellie breathless, Abby smirking as you admired how fucked-out you two looked.
“You think she’s had enough?” Ellie rasped, her hands smoothing down you quivering backside, easing the pain from the many, many marks that she’d left there. “Yeah, she’s good,” Abby responded, gently placing kisses on the back of your sweaty neck before dragging you off of Ellie and into her arms, carrying you into the bathroom for some much needed TLC.
“You did such a good job for us tonight, beautiful,” Abby praised, sitting you down on a towel on the counter and drenching a freshly cleaned washcloth in warm water, lathering it with soap and carefully slipping it over the curves and contours of your body, wary of the tiny wounds they may have left behind. The only thing you could really manage for her was a drowsy smile, your body gradually coming down from shaking as she deemed you clean enough as washed the soap off of your skin, wrapping you up in a fluffy pink towel, and carrying you back to your bedroom.
You were mostly sure you would find Ellie there, and you did. She looked like she’s already cleaned herself up as well as the bed.
“Come get in bed you two,” she hummed, patting the bed before she got into it herself, leaving the sheets pulled back so Abby could lay you down and tuck you in, making herself snug beside you, ultimately sandwiching you between the both of them. “Good night, princess. I love you,” Abby whispered, giving you and Ellie one last round of kisses before slowly drifting off into sleep. Leaving you and Ellie awake for a little while longer.
“Well, good night, I guess. Love you,” Ellie rasped, tenderly kissing your nose before falling asleep along with Abby, leaving you the last one awake.
Your eyes slowly began to flutter shut, body laying limply between the both of them, before remembering to utter your last words of love before drifting off into dreamland.
“Love you guys, too.. Good night.”
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