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getonite · 9 months

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𝗪𝗘 𝗚𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝟲𝟰𝟳 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗠𝗥.𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗥

💿: 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗪𝗢 1 3 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. ꒰ this track is a top male!reader one, which includes: masturbation, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, praise, jealous/possessive behavior from the reader ꒱

you've felt suguru's eyes on you for the past few days. it's reasonable considering you told him you'll take it step by step and you haven't touched him once since...then. you can practically hear the insecure thoughts swimming in that pretty head of his.

satoru's rambling on about something, suguru listening in interest. your eyes slightly narrow, a smile on your face. its obvious, satoru and suguru. the constant tension going on between them, and it certainly wasn't negative. checking the time on your phone to walk towards satoru's hilarious laughs, and suguru's giggles at both his words and laugh. suguru jumps when he feels your hands on his arms.

you nod in the direction both of you go in to get to the dorms. he looks between you and satoru. "oh, uh. sorry, satoru. gotta go," suguru excuses himself, leaving diamond eyes confused.

"you looove lookin' at satoru, huh?" you mumble, hands in your pockets as you walk back to the dorms. "wha—no i dont!" suguru urgently defends himself, the tips of his ears beginning to turn pink. he doesn't notice the way your eyes narrow at his reaction.

in fact, suguru doesn't notice the little things you do at all. that's the reason it took so long for him to approach you, ending in his first experience with oral. regardless of what he doesn't notice, you will always be the same. kind and gentle, until you get what you want. that smile that seduces twenty, the eyes that look kind upon the people you first meet, those large hands that could please anybody. it wouldn't matter if your smile wasn't seducing suguru, if your eyes weren't looking at him, and if your hands weren't lightly touching his skin, fucking his adorable cunt.

and your patience would have run out if he didn't come talk to you. and just now your patience thinned when you saw those beautiful brown eyes looking at him.

you wouldn't consider yourself a jealous person, but seeing satoru, a friend, touching all over and laughing at suguru, may or may not having pissed you off a little. but, suguru doesn't have to know that. just keep his pretty head focused on other things.

suguru nervously stepped into your room, stepping to the side in stiffness as you walk in. an amused expression crosses your face. "why are you so stiff? sit on the bed, love," you gently direct him. he does as you say with adorable obedience, watching as you dig in your nightstand.

its quiet as his eyes shift from you to his legs, chewing gently on his bottom lip. "do i...taste bad, or something? or—did i not do good?" suguru questions.

you raise an eyebrow at his words, setting the same mirror from last time, and the same bottle of lube on your nightstand. "hm?" you simply answer with a sound, a slight smile on your face as you understand what he's saying. "you haven't touched me in days, i thought i did something wrong..."

a chuckle leaves your lips. "well—no, you did fantastic. and no again, because pussy doesn't necessarily have a—good or bad taste," you start to speak. "i've just been a little...pent. and i had to take care of that."

"so, you fucked someone else?" suguru says plainly, following your movement as you sit on the bed, in front of him. "i didn't say that." a chuckle leaves your lips as you move closer to him, setting his spread legs on top of yours. with a tap to his thigh, you smile at him, silently asking can i take these off?

once you receive a nod you pull off his pants, a small damp spot being visible on his boxers. "wet already? you'd think i conditioned you to get wet when you see me," you mumble, sliding off his boxers aswell.

"w—what are we doing today?" surguru looks a bit nervous as you gently touch him. "we?"

his eyes trace your hands are you reach over and grab the mirror and bottle resting on the nightstand. "not me, you. i said we were using the mirror again." pushing the handle of the mirror in his hand, you spread his legs a bit more, propping them up. the confusion on his was adorable, you couldn't help but smile. "you said you haven't touched yourself, so that's what your gonna do, baby."

suguru shifts with a small "oh." he feels your hands grip his gently, positioning the mirror to where he can see and his other hand resting on his hip. "mhm, you okay with that?"

you watch him slowly nod. "well, where—do i touch?" its clear he's nervous. suguru's never thought about it before, touching himself, he enjoyed your touch, he wasn't quite sure about his own. "its okay, i'll guide you," you reassure him, a kind smile on your face, though he can tell something may or may not be hiding behind it.

you gently grab his hand, putting his fingers right on top of his clithood. "just touch." his thighs twitch when he slides his finger down, the unfamiliar feeling of his own fingers touching his vagina felt new and slightly uncomfortable because it was so new. a smile graces your face as you see him hesitantly touch, his his glued to the reflection in the mirror.

his thighs jolt again when you slide his fingers back up, directly on his clit. "top to bottom, yeah?" he looks down at you with a nod, carefully touching his clit hood, pulling it back to reveal his clit. you whistle.

"you'd look good with a clit piercing," you mumble to yourself, eyes on his fingers. he locks eyes with you, seemingly asking you what to do with your eyes. "keep going, baby," you answer him out loud, suguru getting the memo as he hesitantly touches his clit with a little, "ah."

you watch as finger presses harder on his clit, his lips parting in a silent noise. you quirk an eyebrow as he begins to rub his clit, finger moving in a circular pattern. suguru may not notice the sparkle in your eyes, but your slightly proud of him for taking a bit of initiative. the urge to slide a finger in his cunt is overwhelming, but you ignore it, thumbs gently rubbing his thighs.

"suguru," the call of his name makes him stop, turning his attention to you. "no, no. don't stop. but, this time tell me what you feel." his face burns, skin flushed red, and ears following suit as he realizes. with a slow nod he mumbles "yes, sir" before continuing.

the smile on your face starts to grow as his movements change, you watch it become hard to watch himself, his eyes squinting and widening. you watch the movements of his fingers change. is he copying the movement of my tongue? you let out an airy chuckle. naughty boy. you watch his chest start to stutter, his breathing becoming rapid. his fingers rubbing desperately against his clit. a whine leaves his lips, his eyes closing from the pleasure. "i—i feel tense 'n my inner thighs," he mumbles, breathing heavy as he fiercely rubs at his clit.

"i can't describe it. it just feels—it just—ah!" his tongue slide along his bottom lip before its captured beneath his teeth, his fingers now rapidly rubbing up and down.

"—feel like i gotta pee!" he shouts, his back arching, completely missing the rapacious grin on your face. but despite that, despite the erection straining against the fabric of your pants. you resist, chewing on your lip before speaking in the sweetest voice he's every heard. "open your eyes, baby. i want you to watch."

you see his lips quiver, eyes watering as he hesitantly opens his eyes, directing them towards the mirror, seeing just how wet he is for the first time. his mouth hangs open, the beathy sound in the back of his throat becoming higher pitched. "cum, baby. i know, just go ahead."

it seems your words were like a release command, a mix of a moan and a scream leaves his lips, thighs quivering and jerking, his hips jolting. he his widen as he notice what he's doing. a clear liquid spraying from in between his legs and onto your lap, fierce and vigorously, he soaks your lap and the sheets. his eyes no longer able to hold onto the sight they roll back, a string of moans and girlish whines leaves his lips. suguru geto just squirted in his best friend's lap.

coming down from high it settled in what happened unlike the first time where he couldn't even form words. he shoots up, looking down in between the two of you, his pussy clenching at the sight.

the fabric of your pants, wet and your large cock imprinting in them. he swore he started to salvate at the sight of your wet cock, courtesy of him. the size of you just now starting to register in his head.

"i...im so sorry," he whispers breathily, eyes glued to your cock before he feels your hand push him back onto the bed, his eyes finally noticing the carnivorous look on your face. you grin as if your about to eat him. he gulps at your expression, the feeling he receives going straight to his pussy. "no need to be sorry. but we're not done."

"what?" you can see both the confusion and alarm in his face. "but i already—"

"you thought, during this time of me prepping you, i would make you cum only once?" you chuckle. "also, that is your fault. i wasn't gonna make you cum twice, but you, made yourself cum."

suguru gulps, his knees moving inward shin being kept apart by your body. "when i said you were masturbating today, i meant that. there's more parts to that than fiercly rubbing that pretty clit of yours."

your grinning again, no sign of mercy or remorse in your eyes. but he can't deny, it is his fault. but, he took his pleasure in his own hands. that can't be all that bad right? i mean, that's what your "training" him to do. "suguru, move your fingers lower, c'mon babe."

suguru whines before sliding his wet fingers down further, eyes watching as he dips them between his folds. his thighs jolt again. the feeling seems so foreign, especially with his hands. touching he feels a small hole. "that's your urethra, lower babe," he hears you speak and obeys. i thought only biological guys had—nevermind. he touches, whimpering he touches his wet hole.

"there you go, right there," you coo with a smile. "part your fingers, so we can see your pretty pussy, c'mon." regardless of what you say, "pretty", "pussy,"...words that would normally have him uncomfy, make him swoon when they leave your lips. they have him wet and needy, body practically begging for your touch. but i guess you have that effect.

you praise him when he does just that, his vagina in perfect view of the both of you, it makes your cock twitch. "good boy," you coo, happy he obeyed, even happier at the reaction his body makes. the very clear view of his pussy clenching and relaxing at his words leaves him embarrassed. "oh? do my words happen to turn you on?" you tease him, fully aware of what your voice does to him.

he doesn't answer earning a frown and a slightly hard tap to his thigh. "what did i say about words, suguru."

"ah. it does...it does turn me on," he mumbles, sighing in relief when he sees your face return to a smile. sometimes your change in emotions gives him whiplash. "good. do me a favor babe and slip one your fingers in this tight little snatch, yeah?"

"tight little snatch?" fuck your voice for being so hot. "okay." suguru's eyes are in the mirror, watching as he presses the pad of his finger press against his cunt. he slowly pushes the tip of his finger in, thighs tensing at the feel. you could practically see the comical spiky thought bubble above his head. 'IT FEELS SO WEIRD!!'

"it'd be nice if you spoke what you felt, like i told you to." his attention suddenly turns to you, being reminded of your previous demands. "r—right. it...feels weird." he hears you chuckle, "well, you are touching the inside of your body. im certain it does."

a groan leaves his lips as he pushes himself to go deeper, his finger rubbing against his walls. you silently laugh at his face. "that's as far as you have to go. 'member what i did thr other day?" you put your finger in the air, making the motion you did when you slid your finger in his cunt the first time.

obeying like the good boy he is, he copies you. "i don't—don't feel the pleasure from before. it doesn't feel weird, cuz there's something in me," he hesitantly explains.

"curl your finger," you say blankly, resting your hand on his pelvis, thumb catching his swollen clit. he doesn't as you say, a whimper coming from his throat as pleasure coming from his finger and from yours. "good boy, just keep slidin' up against there." he whines, continuing his own movements while he feels your thumb rub light circles on his clit, pushing back his clithood each time.

your movement get faster, the pleasures from his finger and yours start to get to him. quiet moans leaving his lips, half of them bring calls of your name.

"good. can you do that a little faster f'me?" you whisper, although he can hear the huskiness in your voice, not paying attention to the way your palming the wet fabric. "kay," he whines, pumping his finger in and out faster, his eyes having that familar look of ecstacy. and god, his clit his throbbing. he's swear it had a heartbeat as your rubbing seems to become desperate.

suguru begins to pant, feeling his walls convulse around his finger. you can tell he's close, his hips are starting to rise from the sheets and his legs are flexing, the pauses of his chest becoming large. "oh, ah! gunna...g—"

he screams when he realizes you've pulled back his clithood and pinched his clit. you pinched his clit.

although, his thoughts can't stay very focused on that as he squirts again, wetting your lap once more. he doesn't miss the groan you let out as he swears he's made you cum in your pants. his eyelids are heavy, you can practically see the hearts in his eyes as the rise and fall of his chest begins to slow.

you chuckle, "good boy."

"meanie."

comments: finally finished the second part gahh! i had so much trouble with this. also, i just realized im projecting my first experiences onto suguru😭

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sl33paholics · 6 months

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Pay Attention To Me

Baki Hanma x Dom!Black!fem reader

Warning(s): smut (handjob), fem!dom! reader, odaxelagnia, slang, crying, overstimulation, teasing, a bit of degrading, bounding, ball-play

Edit: Why is this getting so popular? I literally made this bc I was bored 😭

You're the second girlfriend Baki has gotten in his whole life. After him and Kozue didn't see eye to eye on things, they've decided to end their relationship. It left the poor boy heart broken and didn't bother to search for another as she was his one and only soulmate, the second woman he could share his trust and secrets to.

The two of you came across each other when you were at a convince store one evening after school, your cart stacked with snacks as you stared at the different varieties of milk on the shelf. You were exhausted. You didn't even notice a dark-haired boy staring at your direction as you mindlessly stood there. "Get strawberry." You turned your head to where the voice came from. "Strawberry milk. It'll suit a pretty lady like yourself." He'd say, walking off. You couldn't help but giggle.

Soon, one encounter turned into another. The two of you kept seeing each other at that store once, twice, hell, even three times a week. You sometimes even wondered if he was there to buy something or to just see you and chit-chat. Eventually, you two became friends in the process. Hanging out at different locations, walking through the park, in the city. You were flattered by the guy's presence and personality. Baki was comfortable enough to tell you about his previous relationship, sharing both the joys and heartbreaks that shaped him. As your friendship deepened, you found solace in the genuine connection, realizing that sometimes, unexpected encounters could lead to the most meaningful relationships. The two of you began dating soon after.

It's been weeks since you two started dating, and you were already fed up by the frustration of the fact that Baki wasn't paying enough attention to you, not enough PDA. You'd often find yourself lonely. He'd disappear for so long and come back for a short time, only to be gone. He'd never let you into his business. You'd notice recent bruises on his face and body and didn't dare to question him about it.

It just irked your soul. This whole thing made you into an irate woman. You didn't bother to speak to him whenever he came back, never answering your messages or listening to voice emails. But oh, he always knew where to find you. Whenever coming out of the shower, you'd always see him at your window tap tap tappin' away for you to let him in to talk.

Now here you are, at his small vandalized house in the middle of the night. The soft, whimpering sounds coming from Baki as you tied him up, Frog Tie style. He was laid on his back, staring at you as you took off your clothes, revealing your black corset lingerie. Baki couldn't look away from how alluring you looked. His poor cock twitching in eagerness. Baki slowly sat up, attempting to break free from the rope before being slammed back down onto the ground, making a grunt sound looking up to see your smug expression. "Y/N, please..." he whined, his voice deep and husky with arousal. You chuckled as you lubed up your hand, you grabbed his cock and wrapped your fingers around it, your pinky finger is close to his balls while your index finger was more close to the top of his shaft. Baki felt your fingertips touching the head.

You slowly stroked him up and down with your hand. "Say, Baki, you're strong. How come you can't break free out of the rope, hmm??" You ask, drawing your attention to the look on his face. The expression of neediness and embarrassment plastered was over. You couldn't help but chuckle. How pathetic he looked under you as you took control. "Those scars on your naked body, the bruised marks on your face, you should be able to break free, pin me down, and fuck me into oblivion. But you ain't, tell me." Baki was panting heavily, the slow strokes were sending him on the edge as his cock was awfully stiff and hard. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't expecting to get bounded up like this. It was humiliating.

Baki turned his head to the side, his hair covering his eyes, his chest rising up and down rapidly. He felt your other hand grab his face, his lips puckering together as you turned his head back to face you. "Did I say that you could look away," Baki shook his head. "Then why did you do it? Did I give you permission to do that?!" You swiftly moved your hand down to his neck, giving it a grip and seeing his eyes widen. As you continued stroking him up and down, you rubbed your thumb over and back on the head of his cock. Baki was shuddering. It didn't help that the rest of his body was beginning to heat up. He felt it all from his stomach to his chest.

Unexpectedly, Baki was somehow able to jerk away from you, catching you off guard. He was trying to find a way to get his arms free. You quickly grabbed the boy and turned him over. Baki's ass up was now up in the air and on all fours. You smacked his ass, hearing a yelp escape from his mouth. Again, and again, and again, and again. More and more, the welping now turned into mewling. Using your other hand to grab Baki's neck, lifting him up towards you, he was now sobbing. "Don't fuckin' play with me," you said gripping his ass, he could feel your nails in his skin "You think you slick? Trying to move away from me? Fuckin' try it." Your grip became tighter, and harder. The boy tried to scream but it came out as a squeal.

You pushed him back down, his head hitting the ground as Baki groaned. Leaning down, putting your head in his neck area, you began to kiss it lightly. You could feel his body tense up, and then relax. You continued kissing him, making sure he wouldn't move around too much. Baki let out another squeak of pleasure, this time one that seemed a little more desperate than before. As you were continuing the sweet torture, you went back to jerking him off. Your hands went towards his sack, you gently fondled with them as your movement on his cock went at a rapid pace. His body trembling. Those kisses soon turned into biting, you left hickeys all over his neck but others looked like genuine bite marks.

You felt pre-cum dripping. "Hm? Close to cumming, Baki? You're gonna explode all in ma' hand? Like the little bitch you are?" You said in his ear, he was now moaning loudly. Not caring to hold back the sounds of pleasure coming from his mouth, you started sucking his earlobe. "Mmm...you taste so good baby. I love when yer moanin' like that. It gets my heart goin'."

Baki finally came. Your hand was now covered in his seed as he lay there, drooling out of his mouth and tears still running down his cheeks. He felt exhausted. He felt defeated. Baki closed his eyes as he tried to control his breathing. You began to remove the rope off his body, seeing him go limp. "Next time, your pushiment would be harder, baby."

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bobeni · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ O22 ፧ GIVE IT TO ME ♡

✶ users! › a. hayakawa, m!reader.

✶ synopsis! › in which you show up to aki’s job with one thing, and one thing only, on your mind.

✶ wrdcnt! › 1,839.

✶ cw’s! › nsfw (bottom!aki, top!reader), implied shorter reader (sorry), sex onna desk, possible ooc (as always). stupid, very stupid. can’t say any other warnings.

✶ notes! › lowkey hate this, but i’ll post it anyway bc it’s been a long ass time since i’ve written on here.

You and Aki worked two separate jobs, lived in separate apartments on different sides of the city一but that didn’t stop either of you from visiting each other, and to scope out each other’s workplace.

Well, that’s what you should’ve been doing when you arrived to the Public Safety HQ, but you had other, better plans in mind.

As you strolled down the extensive halls, casually greeting any passersby, you looked and searched until you found what you’d consider Aki’s office; you’ve seen the inside quite a few times as well. Usually to drop off his occasionally forgotten lunch and steal a kiss or two. But today, you showed up empty handed, pushing your way inside and allowing the chill of the tidy room to blow over you.

The sight before you triggered a stumble in your heart; there was your boyfriend, brandishing his form-fitting dark suit that you felt no shame in letting your eyes take in. But you noticed that his hair was down this time, and fuck, if you thought he didn’t look sexier you’d be lying through your teeth.

While you were struggling inwardly to maintain your composure, blue eyes snapped upward at the intrusion, but the stony clouds in them dissipated as soon as he recognized your familiar face.

With a soft smile pulling at his lips, Aki rose from his desk and strode over to you. Every step he took, though, your eyes followed一blatantly ogling his body and how each muscle moved, shifting underneath the tux as he used them to reach your side.

“Hey,” he called, his deep voice too sweet for your ears. Aki towered over you, his eyelids heavy with an acute fondness as he let your hand traverse his waistline to rub the small of his back. In return, he wrapped one arm around your shoulder and the other inched its way down to your free hand, fingers curling around it and effectively caging you into him, which you’d always allow.

Continuing to hold onto him, you smiled, letting your chin perch on his chest. “Hey,” you parroted, looking up at him through your eyelashes catching the way his cheeks subtly darkened at the look. But he must’ve caught onto your act because the blush was gone and soon he was skeptical, “So... if I didn’t forget my lunch and you’ve got nothin’ on you, did you just miss me? Or do want something out of me? Is that it?” The dark-haired man peered down at you, but your eyes were elsewhere.

Aki tried to follow your line of sight, “[name], love?” The endearment garnered your attention, but your eyes drifted down to his suit for what felt like the fiftieth time that evening. “What is it?”

“Nothin’ nothin’, I just...” you trailed off, now hiding your face in his chest. “I... I really wanna fuck you on your desk.” The declaration had Aki stuck in place, but you soon felt heat emitting from his body so you shifted around more to hide your giddy smile.

Not that that could ever stop Aki from noting your excitement. He sighed begrudgingly, “[name]. Is that seriously what to came all the way here for? Just to fuck me?” He tried to sound all scolding, but nothing could obscure the way his face burned with a pretty red from merely repeating your request; and how from your position, it did wonders for edging the stubborn tent in his slacks.

But you avoided mentioning that, for now.

“When you put it like that, you make it sound like it isn’t worth the bus fair.” You felt encouraged when he managed to chuckle at that. “Come on, Aki. You look too fine today to pass up the opportunity.” With every word you spoke, you placed chaste kisses on the man’s scorching neck, humming contentedly when the hand on shoulder roughly gripped the fabric of your sweater, and when Aki’s balance started becoming a bit unsavory.

A shaky sigh reached your ears, and soon enough Aki was backing the two of you to the edge of his desk. “Fine,” he murmured. “It’s already about my break, anyway. But just this once. I’ll go along with you. Quietly.” At the sign of a primise you smiled, kissing him, with a “thank you, babe.” But he steered you back in so he could properly reciprocate the kiss, you followed his vigorous lead and let your hands fall to cup his firm ass.

You swallowed up every lovely sound the taller man granted you, each soft moan making you harder and harder by the minute. But with one glance down, it didn’t seem like Aki was too far behind.

Undoing his belt, you disconnected your lips momentarily for a better task. Aki’s breath hitched his throat as his dark eyes watched you crouch to your knees, releasing the man’s dick from the confines of his boxers.

It was an angry, throbbing red; the tip greeted you with streams of precum that you gratefully lapped up, licking the underside of his girth before taking him in whole. A few choked moans and the hand that gripped onto your head only served as encouragement as you bobbed your head on his dick. He could be so sensitive sometimes but that didn’t make you enjoy making him unravel any less.

The next time you looked up at him as you sloppily sucked him off, you found that Aki had unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his tie, allowing for your eyes to greedily eat up the sight of his rosey pecs and sweat-coated abs. You moaned around his dick just as Aki released a groan deep enough to rattle your core. He covered his mouth in a feeble attempt to silence himself as your efforts drew him close.

But of course, you released his dick with a string of saliva connecting its eagerness with your puffy lips. Aki cursed but you moved up to soothe him with a kiss. “Any other time, I would’ve loved for you to come right then and there,” you feigned a sigh, pulling your pants and boxers down enough so your own hardened dick could be met with the chill of the air. “But you can’t come until I’ve gotten to fuck you stupid over this desk.” You fanned away wisps of his bangs as a flabbergasted Aki and his cloudy eyes looked between your own and your awaiting dick.

“Alright. Yeah. That’s fair.” Aki would never admit the pool of arousal that sat in his gut only got bigger. “So, how do you want me?” Even with his chest heaving and legs probably weaker than they’ve ever been, he still asked what you preferred.

You hummed, “On your stomach for me, please.” Aki nodded at the request, but the change of position did nothing to stop his reddening face as he laided across his desk, exposing his behind to you. But this is what you wanted, and he had no difficulty giving it to you.

He knew you were enjoying this, too一the way silence hung in the air for several intervals when your eyes were raking over his ruffled hair, his messy uniform and how it all just filled you with want. The dark-haired man looked to the side bashfully when you then lingered on the expanse of his ass. Although you didn’t want to get too lost in the moment, afterall you only had the man’s break together.

Digging into your pants’ pockets, you fished out a small bottle of lube. Aki’s mouth drops with astonishment, “My god, you fucking asshole.” And then he chuckles at the thought of you being prepared for this, but you shut him up with the feeling of that cold liquid coming into contact with his hot skin. He hisses as you lightly shush him with a kiss to the dimples in his lower back.

He shivers underneath you as the liquid comes drizzling down to catch at his tight hole. Lapping up some of it, you began to circle his rim with two fingers smirking when it twitches under your touch. Aki bucks against the desk when you finally sink your fingers into his heat, you didn’t care that your own face was burning up, but how could you when you wanted to feel that heat around your dick instead. Though you kept to the prep, easing your fingers in and out of him, matching each push with Aki’s faint little moans.

When he shuddered just right, you knew you reached that point, so pressed two fingers against it and chuckled as Aki tried not to moan to loud. He was pushing his ass back, aiming for more of your fingers but you refused; pulling the two digits out before Aki could get carried away.

You took the bottle again and coated your length in lube, giving it a few pumps as you aligned your hips with Aki’s. “I’m about to put in, Aki. You ready?” The man nodded and reached behind himself for your hand. “Of course I am. Please, just fuck me, baby.” He stared back at you, waiting and begging for you to do something.

You gulped and stuttered out a tiny, “will do.” Then you didn’t hold back, making quick work to slide past his entrance and onto Aki’s hot walls, moaning when he clenched around, molding himself perfectly for you. The dark-haired man bit down into his forearm to shield his moans, his knees almost turning into jelly as you made him feel much too full, and the arousal stirring up inside him becoming nearly unbearable.

Once you were nestled inside of him, you pulled out only to slam back inside一you kept up his pattern the sound of your hips meeting was akin to music. Aki let out little calls of your name the harder your thrusts came. You leaned over his broad shoulders to kiss at the nape of his neck, using a free hand to fist Aki’s abandoned dick. He nearly cried out at his, sloopily jutting his hips back and forth to match your actions, and you loved seeing the man’s unfathomable eagerness on full display.

“[n-name]一I’m, fuck, please一” Aki babbled, but you understood every word. Slowing your thrusts down as your rocked your hips, feeling yourself getting close to the edge as well. You didn’t stop Aki as his usually deep voice turned high when he cried, reaching his peak, you kept pump into him until you came inside, filling him up to the brim.

You two laid there catching your breaths. Letting the afterglow from the broad windows wash over you.

A sigh emitted from you as you came down from your orgasm, you sent a cheeky smile to Aki, who laid stiff as bricks underneath you.

“Well, that wasn’t so bad for a first, right?” The question only furthered Aki’s growing post-nut clarity. So instead of answering verbally to face embarrassing teasing, he kicked you in the shin.

꒰♡꒱ end note: i still can’t end fics properly sometimes so i will make a joke, sorry. anyways, ik it’s dumb as hell but this is all i came up with on short notice 💀💀 i have a better aki fic for later i promise.

but i still hope someone could enjoy even though i’m rusty lmfao

#iii. ֺ ۪ 𝅄 ▸ ⠀ not a dream . ❜#ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ csm.#ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ a. hayakawa.#csm x male reader #chainsaw man x male reader #aki hayakawa x male reader #aki x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #top male reader #dom male reader #mlm #black!reader #csm x black!reader #chainsaw man x black!reader #poc reader #black male reader #✧ ˖ ⠀ sin’s joint . ❜

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rjunswrld · 1 year

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give you what you want.

yangyang x thick POC! reader

soft dom! yangyang, oral fixation, oral (receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink, needy reader & yangyang (ofc), bratty reader, possessive yangyang

“more! wan’ more!” you gripped onto his hair as he pulled you down lower on his face feeling his mouth latch onto your cunt with his tongue flicking over your clit repeatedly, giving your ass such harsh slaps and making you whine loudly with your body shaking he couldn't help but admire. you were grinding down on his tongue reaching for your third orgasm already dismissing the overstimulation that filled your hypersensitive nub proceeding to have your way with his tongue— and the male below you let you use him for your liking.

you were spoiled by yangyang, so fucking spoiled. he could go on for hours with you using him like this, watching you enjoy yourself on him was all that he needed.

he gave you everything and anything, he made you want him so bad desperately getting whatever you wanted from him as he sat back watching you crumble all over him, knowing he was so good at what he does to please you he grew cocky from it-you relied on yangyang to make you cum whenever and wherever as many times as you wanted, he'd happily give in granting all your wishes. he liked it this way he wanted to be wanted by you and only you- he worshiped you only aiming to please you in any way he possibly could. yangyang does so much for you, he just wants to be your only one.

he's a giver, a huge giver when it came to you and it was only in his nature- nothing made him happier than seeing you happy especially when he is the one who gave that to you, the one who made you feel at your best.

"come on baby, cum for me.."

his voice was muffled, vibrating against you feeling the warmth of his breath radiating on your cunt as he attached his lips around your engorged bud sucking onto it and letting his tongue lick you head on resulting you to shake uncontrollably with squeals and blabber falling past your lips, his tongue never coming to a halt flicking over you repeatedly sending those delicious shockwaves through your body that you couldn't control. your chest heaving as he gripped tightly on your thighs that were placed beside his head keeping you down on him, slapping them occasionally before squeezing onto them. "w-wanna cum yangyang! make me cum!" you panted feeling him smirk against you as he eyed you from under, loving the view that only he was able to see from you.

so cum worthy he could feel his dick aching in his sweats but he refused to be distracted by his needs; you came first no matter how long it took it was his rule and what he believed in regardless. he proceeded to attack your clit with breathless moans of profanities coming from you, gripping onto your boob with your free hand as you threw your head back in such satisfaction of your boyfriend pleasing you so perfectly.

"please please just like that-" feverishly, feeling your thighs tremble around his head with his hands gliding up the sides of your shimmering body slowly as he focused on your face that contorted into a blissful and pleasurable expression, you looked so fucking sexy like this. he reached for your hand that groped over your boob, interlocking them together as you began rocking your hips over him. his nose brushing against your clit repeatedly making you clench around nothing, shivering with squeals of his name coming from you. moaning towards the ceiling with your head thrown back increasing your pace as he rested his tongue against you to ride making such a mess on him.

"m’cumming!"

you groaned feeling yourself erupt against his wet muscle, clenching and unclenching repeatedly as your hips twitched with loud moans and whines filling in for the decreasing noise of the bed squeaking slightly. you rode out your climax completely fucked out and too sensitive to have another you removed yourself from around his head to lay down next to the male whose face glistened with your aftermath of intense orgasms back to back.. he loved being such a mess because of you.

"aw, baby you're done already?"

"t-tired.."

you were dazed and too worn out to even think of another orgasm. your light panting and eyes fighting to stay open you stared up at the ceiling letting the cool air cool you down blowing directly on the sweat laying against your hairline. you felt so good and completely on cloud9 you were sure you were gonna get a good night's rest tonight, but since you had your turn.. it's only fair for yangyang to have a turn right?

"i'll take care of you, baby.. let me take care of you.."

he whispered gripping your jaw to place a sloppy wet kiss on your lips that you immediately accepted, tasting yourself on him as his tongue swirled around yours with your hand tangled in his disheveled hair to bring him closer to you. he positioned himself between your legs feeling your body pressed up against his he reached for your thigh, hooking it around his waist as he began grinding down his clothed cock over your sensitive cunt that continued to leak for him. "i'll do all the work, you just lay there and look pretty okay?" he smirked as you nodded tiredly with a smile creeping up on your flustered face. you closed your eyes as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before rising from your embrace to undo his sweats, and with the lack of underwear, he didn't have to undress himself any further.

he spread your legs for him making you look up at the male who was once under you, stroking his cock as he bit his lip checking you out slowly taking in your beauty as your eyes glistened at him swearing he saw sparkles at the locked eye contact you both shared.

he bit his lip as he aligned himself with your hole by core memory with his eyes refusing to leave yours, rubbing his leaking tip along your wetness sharing and mixing your essence making you whimper softly at the sensitivity your cunt was filled with. "shh, baby i got you.." you nodded sheepishly as he pushed himself into your hole sucking him inside he couldn't help but moan at the warmth of you, being sucked deeper and deeper into you he watched himself disappear with the squelching sound of your pussy eating him up.

"mm always feel so good.." he grunted pushing the rest of himself in until he bottomed out, feeling your hole flutter around him letting little noises escape you as he leaned down kissing your jaw whilst rolling his hips and feeling his dick move deeper into you. you moaned feeling his tongue run along your neck up to your ear, running over the many piercings you couldn't help but shudder. "fuck me already"

you whined out feeling him chuckle into your neck, pulling away to push one of your thighs up against your body before thrusting into you. you gripped onto the sheets feeling him thrust in and out of you picking up the pace little by little, moaning out at how good he made you feel.

"anything for you lovely"

he threw your leg over his shoulder gripping onto your hips to meet his thrust leaving you a breathless mess, tiddies bouncing at every harsh movement with incoherent blabbering coming from you. he reached to rub your clit feeling your body fall into that same bottomless pit of pleasure, clenching onto him keeping him locked inside to use him till you came, he couldn't help but whimper fucking into you at an animalistic pace.

"pussy all fucking mine"

he was on edge already feeling his orgasm creep up on him, after the long wait of dying to be inside of you he couldn't help it that he was so close to cumming already, with no thoughts in mind.

"please, please! wanna cum!" you whined feeling his thumb rub around your clit faster with his thrusts keeping an unbelievable pace driving you completely crazy. drilling his dick into you, rearranging your guts making you cry out as you felt yourself come undone on his cock, crying and panting heavily as he knocked the air out of your lungs.

"fuck yeah baby" he panted keeping his harsh grip on your thighs now chasing his high.

"gonna give all of me to you, gonna fill you up so g-good-" with a few harsh thrusts, he felt himself cumming deep into you, slamming his hips slowly into you letting out a long dragged out 'fuck' with his eyes rolled in the back of his head, his brows furrowed, and mouth parted.. he felt so fucking good because of you. all because of you.

"full.."

you whined out feeling yourself grow weaker and weaker, with no use in fighting sleep as he sighed in pure relaxation pulling out slowly keeping his eyes glued to your abused cunt- this was his favorite part, the part where he got to watch his nut slip out of you. gushing out only to slip down onto the mattress, your hole clenching trying to keep him inside he couldn't help but moan at how delicious your pretty pussy looked right now-a drooling sight to say the least.

“my pretty baby."

⭐︎

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elthecreator · 7 months

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Club Banshee

Ellie Williams x black! Reader

a/n: First fanfic I hope you enjoy it my loves<3. Also if you are not black you can still read it too lmfao. This is just for my black girls. In the future I will do more poc so everyone can feel included.

I also recommend you listen to the song above as you read this cause 😮‍💨. This shit took me 4 days and 4 nights. The word count is too damn many.

Warnings: SMUT! Very Rough and aggressive sex, Oral, Slight spanking, Mean ellie!, dom ellie, bottom r!, submissive r!, begging, praising "good girl", intense teasing, build up. joel and ellie fluff. r! and ellie fluff WLW.

It was one of those nights again. Those nights where you would just so do anything to get some shit off your mind. For ellie it was one of those nights, her and joel had a huge fight earlier. Once again the two fighting because they both loved each other. But tonight.. Ellie said some things she shouldn’t have. She ended up storming out of the house, not really having a ‘plan’ of where to go in that moment. But the guilt was eating her up. No amount of alcohol could get her mind away from their fight. So after about a concerning amount of beers, she stumbles into a strip club.

“Club Banshee” it was titled in bright purple neon strobe lights, at the top of the building. As soon as she walked in she saw a bunch of people. Although, It was 1 am on a Thursday night so of course there were a bunch of people. Female and Male. 99% of those males are married of course. The creep looking types, type of dudes with a wife and three kids. Not surprised though. A bunch of neon green and purple lights surrounded the area.

Making Ellie feel even more tipsy.

Girls danced up on the silver poles on the stage. Revealing outfits, heels and the smell of perfume and alcohol mixed. The dudes tipping the girls on the stage. Ellie sat at a bar nearby, unzipping her jacket. She wore a navy dark blue hoodie underneath her grey jacket, and her classic rough fabric jeans. Letting out a frustrated sigh before ordering more beer. While waiting she glanced at the stage.

Sleek bodies dancing scandalously on the stage. Such seductive creatures....it made between her legs start to throb. Trying to ignore her urges her beer finally came. A girl with short maroon fluffy hair and sharp winged eyeliner served her the beer.

"So why are you here tonight?" She asked curiously to the drunken ellie. Trying to make conversation as she wiped the bar island down.

"Actually, let me guess. Your husband is not pleasing you? Oh! divorcing? Or an alcoholic?" She said immediately trying to estimate why she was here.

Ellie chuckled lightly as she took a sip of her beer bottle. Now sarcastically questioning. "Do I look like I have a husband?" She said looking back at the waitress, one of her eyebrows raised slightly.

"..No not at all" She said chuckling a little back. "My apologies, that's all we get around here. It makes it a guessing game now you know? Plus..I may have had too many to drink." She said snickering

"So, why are you here then? I can't think of any other reason?"

She asked again curiously.

Ellie took a sip of her beer before replying. "Sometimes you want to take shit off your mind."

"Oh..yeah I know what you mean." She said nodding her head looking and listening to her.

Ellie nodded her head back at her. Letting out another frustrated sigh. The waitress now spoke again as she noticed Ellies frustration.

"You know, their having a show tonight? One of the solos. You should stay.. relax. Sometimes if your lucky enough some of the girls will let you take them home." She said winking at Ellie. Now walking away to go wash some glasses.

The drunken Ellie sat there reasoning about what the lady said.

Taking another sip of her beer, getting up from the stool. Leaving a twenty dollar tip for how generous the waitress was. Approaching a seat to watch the stage. Beer bottle in hand. Sitting down on the velvet seat man spreading in front of the stage, brushing a piece of her brown hair behind her ear. It had came out her half up half down usual style. The lights started to get a little dim as the two girls on the stage made way for another. One on each side as another one came from behind the curtain filled the middle of the stage.

There you were. Your curly afro that sat up perfectly. Silk soft dark brown curls. You reeked of oils and incense. Sweet scents.. the type of scent you smell once and never smell again. Pretty and polished. Your natural curves..your slender arms. Your tiny waist and wide hips. Eye candy to all around you. Putting everyone in a trance as you walked on stage. In your black corset with silk red ribbons. Your tiny black skirt stopping mid thigh. Red platformed heels with more red silk ribbon that wrapped around both your ankles matching your corset. Your boobs perfectly popped out your corset. Your mocha brown skin shimmering in the strobe light. Starting to now swerve and sway around the sleek silver pole. So carefully..so slow you turned. Mysterious and alluring you were on that stage. There was just.. something about you. You were different than all the other girls on those poles. You didn't give it all away. You didn't immediately throw yourself at these women and men. You weren't so desperate. Thats what made you so seductive. Alluring..everyone wandered about you. Not being able to keep their eyes away. You took your time on that pole. Curves all in the right place..arching your back perfectly when needed. Everyone was under your spell. All. Eyes. On. You.

Ellie was fucking bricked. Watching you as you made your entrance. Arching your back on the pole. Dropping down to your ankles slowly..swaying around the pole. All so slowly. The sound of your heels clicking after each sway made her throb. The song in the background playing as you trapped everyone in. Bathroom by Montell Fish. She couldn't keep her damn eyes off you. Manspreading in the seat as she took a sip from her beer bottle. Feel the heat between her legs get intense. Everyone around the room watched you. You weren't even seen as just sex appeal or a sexual object. Everyone was admiring your beauty. Your long legs..your silk curls. Admiring your presence. Especially Ellie. Her eyes continued to trail on you throughout your whole solo. Eventually the other girls on the side of the stage had left. It was just you. All eyes on you. She was arroused and mesmerized by your performance. Every so often you would glance back at her too. The tension in the room getting hotter.

Your performance had now ended. The lights starting to come back on. Everyone around you clapping and whistling loudly. Ellie was clapping too. Ellie went back to the bar for now, unable to get you off her mind. Drinking yet another beer. When you came out from backstage heading over to the bar. Sitting right beside her on one of the stools at the bar island. Wearing a big coat over your scandalously revealing outfit.

“Can I get two margaritas? Please?” You say in your sweet sounding tone. A little raspy and a little pitched. Perfect. Ellie glanced over at you over a split second, surprised to see you here.

You and the waitress talked a little bit, the waitress obviously knowing most of the strippers here. But Ellie could tell you two were a little closer. Ellie stayed quiet, sipping her beer. Until when you and the waitresses were done with your conversation. You looked over at Ellie with a bright welcoming smile.

“Hey, you were watching my show right?” You said looking over at Ellie.

Ellie looked back at her. “Oh, yeah I was. Your pretty good.” She said a little froze up. Caught off guard you would speak to her.

“Thanks.” You replied smiling.

“Why are you here tonight?” You said trying to maintain conversation. Taking a sip of your margarita.

“I’m here because I’m a dick.” She exclaimed frustratingly.

“..you’re not a dick.” You said looking over at her with a concern look on your face.

She chuckled a little before looking over to you. “Baby you don’t even know me.” She responded.

“I know that we all make mistakes. We all say things we don’t mean in the moment.” You said looking back at her. Taking another sip of your margarita.

“I guess. It’s just irritating …fighting with someone because you love them so much.”

She expressed breathing out.

Taking a few seconds to respond before asking. “Girlfriend?” You asked curiously. But also knowing what you were doing.

Ellie snickered at the question. “That obvious?” She was referring to herself looking so much like a lesbian.

“A little.” You said laughing with her.

Ellie smiled slightly. “No, not a girl. My dad.”

You were nodding trying to relate.

Your boobs sat up perfectly in your corset. All pushed up and shimmery looking from the glitter.

Ellie couldn’t help but stare at them. Wondering what they would look like without that stupid corset. This is when the tension started to rise. Your voice brought her back into reality, she’s was trapped in her dirty thoughts.

“Doesn’t mean..it’s a bad thing.” You said referring to the girlfriend comment you made earlier. Quick to look away.

“Oh?. Care to elaborate?” She said said with a slight smirk on her face as she took another sip from her beer. Intrigued, in what you meant.

“You know what I mean.” You said chuckling lightly. Flustered even. Starting to obviously flirt with her. Seeing if she would do the same.

“If you think I’m attractive just say that.” She said halfway joking like she usually does. That smug smirk still on her face.

“Don’t get too cocky miss.” You said teasing her.

“I’m not cocky if it’s the truth. You aren’t bad looking yourself.” She expressed as she looked at you. Couldn’t stop staring at your boobs pushed up against your corset. Feeling herself began to have that ‘throbbing’ feeling she had when watching you on that pole again.

You grinned. Mocking her. “Care to elaborate?”

You said proudly.

She laughed. From there on the two of you talked and flirted all night. Talked about sentimental topics, Ellie even told you about Joel. You told her about you and your journeys as she did the same. The both of you clicked, she got to know you as a person a little bit not just seeing you for your body. The waitress poured the two of you drinks all night long. Only making Ellie wanna talk to you more.

The club started to close and so did the bar. You were putting on your coat getting ready to go suddenly when Ellie stopped you.

“Hey I uh..forgot to give this to you earlier.”

She muttered as she stopped you. Handing you twenty dollars.

“You were pretty good up there. That’s all I brought right now I was extremely drunk.” She complained, face palming herself gently.

You smiled brightly in Awe. “Thank you miss?”

You questioned realizing you hadn’t got her name.

“Ellie.” She replied smiling. “And you are?” She questioned back at you.

“Y/N”

The both of you talked so much and we’re wrapped so much in conversation you forgot to get one another’s name.

“Hey um. You know you could come to my place? Just to.. ‘talk’.. I’m pretty sure Joel’s asleep.” She nervously asked.

"I would love to." You replied. Trying not to seem too excited.

Soon enough the both of you arrived at Ellie’s house. Joel was in fact asleep, Ellie stood in the doorway of his bedroom watching him for a moment. Still feeling a little guilt. Walking over to his bed tucking him in comfortably as he slept. Walking out of the room quietly closing the door. Going back to meet you in her room. She had band posters all over her walls. AC DC, Nirvana, Korn, Slipknot, Paramore, and Rob Zombie. You name it and it was there. She had a guitar in the corner with a huge bean bag. She closed the door behind her when coming back in, approaching you taking off your big coat. You stood there in your black corset with red ribbons. Sitting down in the bean bag. Looking around the room curiously with your eyes.

"You have good taste in music." You said smirking at her from across the room.

"Thanks. Rocks my favorite genre." Ellie added to your comment, smiling back at you as she made her bed. "You want anything? Thirsty? Hungry?" She said glancing over to you. Wanting to make sure you were alright.

"I'm alright, thanks for asking." You expressed. Liking how she cared.

From this point forward, Ellie couldn't stop her disgusting thoughts. Your skirt was too short. Stopping at your mid-thigh, she swore she could see your black laced panties from across the room. Your breast kept pushing up further against your corset. Driving her fucking insane. All of it was driving her insane. Your scent in the air of her bedroom, smelling like fresh Lavendar or baby oil. She could feel herself throbbing. Wanting to just devour you right there on that damn bean bag while Joel was asleep.

She wasn't the only one aching in that moment, you kept crossing your legs while sitting down. Hoping to stop your ache between your legs. Fuck, her hands. Her fucking hands. The tattoo that went down her arm. The muscles in her fingers, how she looked like she could pick you up with one hand. The constant serious look in her face like she has killed 100 men.

Her stupid hair that drove you nuts. Or her musk. Smelling like fresh rain and alcohol. Or her stance, that damn stance she would sit in. Man spreading every time she sat down. The way she drank that beer. She was driving you to the edge. The both of you yearning for one another hungrily. Ellie sat on the bed on the other side of the room. Attempting her best not to look at you, scrolling on her phone.

You made up your mind. Abruptly walking over to her. Immediately straddling yourself on her lap instantly starting to kiss her aggressively. With no warning whatsoever. She reacted just as quick as you did, throwing her phone to the side of the bed instantly. Grabbing your hips as she kissed you back. You grinded yourself roughly against her crotch. The rough fabric of her jeans rubbing on your thighs. Ellie was completely caught off guard, but boy did she follow your lead. She grinded up into you as the two of you continued to suck faces. Dry humping each other on her bed. Her tongue exploring your mouth as she started to grab your fat ass. She groaned feeling your ass against her crotch. She started to go for your neck, aggressively pecking at it. It was like she couldn’t wait to get her fucking grimy hands on you. Leaving marks all down your neck, trails of them down to your breast. You whimpered trembling as she cupped your breast. Immediately kissing them in your corset. Your fingers twirled around her hair as she continued to leave marks on you. You breathed out into her ear. Groaning quietly. She held you up on her lap with her hands on your hips for support.

“Take this shit off.” Ellie demanded. Hungrily attempting to take it off of you. You helped her take it off. Your breasts now exposed to the cool air. She stared at them for a moment, her face an inch away from your brown nipples.

“Your fucking beautiful.” She exclaimed looking up at you. Her words caressed your heart, making you feel like the most perfect woman on planet earth right now. After her encouraging words, like a shot she started going on an absolute rampage on your boobs. Burying her face in them, sucking hard. The sounds of her slurping and sucking filled the room. So did your soft moans. “..fuck..Ellie..”’ A chorus of those exact words. She was so aggressive with it. Your nipples were already hard she just made them grow harder in her mouth. Your clit throbbed inside your panties. Sleek liquids began to slip out your pussy. Ellie groaned as she sucked on your breasts. She had waited all night to do this. Clearly. She came back up to kiss you deeply. Aggressively. Like she couldn't get enough. You were intoxicating, and she was going to make sure you knew that. Hostilely tearing your skirt off you. Lying flat on your back on the bed, she crawled on top of you. Spreading your legs wide for her. Slithering her hand down your stomach between your legs. Rubbing your swollen clit.

"Fuck. Right there." You expressed, your lips pressed against her ear.

She pushed one finger inside of you while rubbing your clit.

"Fuck your so wet for me.." She groaned during the process of pleasuring you. Your soft moans filled the room, the both of you trying to do all of this without waking Joel who was just down the hall. Ellie leaned on the side of you, her face buried in your neck while she stretches you out. "Such a pretty pussy." She whispered against your neck. "..mmmm....fuuckkk." You groaned.

"You think you can take two fingers baby?" She said exiting her finger out of you. You agreed obediently, she was being so gentle with you. For now. She slowly pushed both her fingers inside of you. You winced a little in pain. "Shh...I'm right here." She mumbled against your cheek. Slowly moving both her fingers in and out of your glistening pussy. As time passed she began to go faster. Thrusting her fingers in an ‘in out’ motion. You clutched on to the sleeve of her hoodie on her arm as time had go on. Throwing your head back and rolling your eyes in the back of your head from pleasure. She was stretching you out, perfectly. Making sure you were nice and ready for her cock. “Look at you taking my fingers so well. Good girl.” She purred looking at you beneath her. “Your legs spread open for me like a fucking slut.” She said bluntly in your ear as she continued to fuck you faster with her fingers.

“..fuck…” You whimpered in her ear.

She put an end to stretching you out, pinning you to to the bed before standing up.

“Don’t move.” She said glaring down at you on the bed. She was walking over to her dresser, clearly scouring for something. Meanwhile she was doing that, you quietly got up from the bed coming from behind her. After she specifically told you not to move your ass. She turned around feeling you behind her. “What did I say?” She spoke bluntly. You dropped to your knees starting to unbuckle her leather belt around her rough fabric jeans. Looking up at her from the ground.

“Let me make it up to you.” You said unbuckling her pants. Slowly pulling down her panties. She watched you from above looking down on you on your knees. She was aching hard. Your face inches away from her bare pussy. You started with a gently teasing lick on her outer lips. All while staring up at her. Ellie spreaded her legs more for you, giving you better access. That’s when you buried your face in her pussy. Sucking her clit and slurping her folds. A chorus of “mm..” sounds came from you as you ate her out. She held up your curly Afro for you so your hair didn’t get in the way. Throwing her head back grunting. “Fuck.” Ellie moaned bluntly. She was DRENCHED. So wet her juices were dripping down your chin. She had been soaked for you all night long. Your tongue swayed around her entrance. She was moaning more than she thought she would. Trying to cover her own mouth so she wouldn’t wake up Joel who happened to be down the hall.

“That’s right..fuck…make it up to me you filthy slut.” She groaned, pushing your head farther into her pussy. You could barely breathe, but you didn’t care and Ellie sure as hell didn’t.

She eventually let you up to breathe a little bit. You panted, your head against her leg breathing. “Now, go get on the bed.” She demanded watching you follow. Ellie found what she had been scouring for in the drawers. A pink strap on. 7.5 inches, 1.5 width. She walked over to the bed you were lying on. Taking off her shirt, now only in her sports bra. God. You watched her peel every piece of fabric off her body. Her toned stomach and thighs. Her muscular body. Fuck.

“Get on all fours.” She demanded watching you comply. You were in a doggy stance but held yourself up with your hands.

“Ah ah, no. Hands behind your back.” She demanded again. Such an uncomfortable position for you. But she didn’t seem to care. The pleasure was too much for you to even care. She started to put on the strap on. Ready to fuck your brains out. Using her knees to open your legs wider for her. “Arch your back some more for me baby.” Ellie whispered, you obeyed once again. Her sleek long cock started to enter you. You felt full already. Setting herself up behind you, her hands gripping your wide hips. She was starting to move. You let out breaths of relief feeling her start her rhythm. She held your hands in place behind your back. With the other hand she gripped your hip. “You have to stay quiet, we cannot wake up Joel.” She said kissing down your back, continuing her rhythmic movement behind your ass. “I make no promises.” You said teasingly grinning into the mattress. She grinded into your pussy. Your dark pinkish clit swelled up as she fucked you from behind. She kissed your neck a few times before coming back up to her stance. Warning you. “This is the last time im being gentle with you y/n.” You gulped quietly. “Do whatever you want with me.” You groaned. She grinned, her abdomen getting closer to your ass. Her nails digging in your hips, starting to fuck you hard. With no count down, no warning. She slammed into you repeatedly. The bed began to creak loudly. You could hear her grunt behind you.

"Fuck. Just like that..just like that. You whimpered into the mattress. She tightened her grip on your wrists. Continuously slamming into you. Your pussy swallowed her cock repeatedly. Your pussy growing wetter than earlier, Ellie being just as wet. Every time she slammed into you the strap on would grind into her pussy making her grunt each time. Wet sounds echoed in the room. A creaking bed moving every time Ellie did so. Your toned ass cheeks slapping against her abdomen. The sounds of your whimpering began to fill the room.

All you did was fuss. You wouldn’t shut up. Your face was buried so far into that fucking mattress you swear the patterns on it made indents on your cheek. “Face down, ass up.” Ellie ordered. You were starting to come out of your position because of how hard she was ramming into you. She held you in place with one hand. The other still on your hip. Her muscles flexing as she held you into place. “Please. I c-can’t. It’s too fucking much.” You muffledly whined with your head buried into the bed. “Thats too fucking bad isn’t it?” She said smirking, forcing you to take it. Take her cock. Take it all in. You started to come out of your position again. Noticing that she slapped your ass hostilely. So harsh you had a red hand mark on your ass. “Hold. Fucking. Still. What did I just say?.” She said slapping you again. Making you yelp in pain but pleasure. With no response from you she slapped you again. “What did I fucking say?!” She yelled trying not to wake up Joel. “..hold still.” You panted out. She continued to slam into you only harder this time. Wanting to teach you a lesson. You stayed in place, not daring to move anymore. The tension rose between you two. The bed creaking, the sweat, the uncomfortable position that also gave you so much pleasure. How rough she was with you. How the both of you still had to remain silent or you were going to wake up her dad. The adrenaline rush. All of it added to your pleasure. High off of sex. Your current mood.

“..gonna..cum soon.” You said nearly above a whisper. Your words broke into syllables due to her ramming behind you making you vibrate. “Mm..you cum when I do.” She whispered. Her voice raspy and low. She stopped for a moment. “..why did you stop…?” You said disappointed. “Shh.” She whispered, now leaning closer to your back. Grabbing on one of your boobs with one hand. The other keeping your wrists locked behind your back. “Don’t make a sound.” She breathed against your ear. Darting into you the fastest she could go. Too fast. Making you take the whole thing. She squeezed your boob as she continued to fuck you harder than she did before. It was like she was challenging you. Testing you to see how much you could take. How long you could stay quiet. She was trying to break you. It was like Ellie found pure joy in this. “Fuck!!” You cried out loudly. Loud enough your moans echoed Into the hall. After she specifically told you not to make a sound. You couldn’t help it, she unexpectedly darted into you with no warning whatsoever. She quickly covered your mouth, tightly. “You have to be quiet! Your going to wake up Joel.” She whispered in your ear as she fucked you. You couldn’t help but make sounds. Muffled cries filled the air. You could hear her grunting harder behind you. “Fuck.” She groaned. Your juices and cum slithered onto her strap. You were tearing up, the pleasure was too much. It was all too much for you. Ellie didn’t give a fuck. She was going to make you take it. She shoved her fingers in your mouth. Making you suck. You deep throated her fingers, sucking them. Tasting her flesh. Starting to choke she took them out. You were attempting to speak. Trying to tell her to stop. But all your words came out in whimpers and syllables. Not being able to form sentences. “I know baby I know.” She cooed softly in your ear. “Your being so good for me. Such a good girl.” She praised you. Ellie groaned in your ear. Starting to feel her climax reach it’s end. Your pussy was so slippery on her cock. Both of you throbbing to cum. “m’gonna cum.” She moaned softly against your neck. “God..you feel so fucking good y/n.” She said whining. The praise felt good. The both of you starting to go over the edge. Your highs going too far. “I’m gonna cum!” You cried into the mattress. “I’m right here baby. I’m right here.” She groaned still holding onto your right boob. Heaved breaths filled both of your ears. Feeding off of one another’s high. “Oh fuck!” She cried, reaching her climax as you did so too. Cumming into one another. Your cries were choked up. Eyes rolling into the back of your head. Her hand remaining over your mouth. Gasping for air as you came. Orgasming both of you together. Her strap was absolutely soaked. Your cum all over it her cum all over it. Sticky and warm. Ellie heaved in her breathing. Trying to catch her breath. She had let go of your wrist. Still laying on top of you. You panted heavily. Both of you coming down from your high. She flipped off of you to the other side of the bed. Taking off the strap throwing it on the floor. You remained beside her. Both of you heavily breathing, exhausted.

Heavily breathing in silence for a moment. Just staring up at the ceiling before she says.

“No man at that club has fucked you that good before, huh?.” She said chuckling. Cracking jokes after sex.

“Cocky.” You said chuckling. You were a little far from her. She patted a spot close beside her. You crawled over. Laying your head on her chest. You could hear her heavy breathing slowly come down. Her arm over your shoulder. Both of you naked. “That was amazing.” You said closing your eyes. Ellie smirked a little. “We should do it again some time.” She said looking up at the ceiling. “Yeah.” You agreed, starting to get up off the bed. About to put your shirt on before she stopped you. “Hey, where are you going?” She questioned you, sitting up. Watching you getting ready to leave. “I’m a stripper baby. I’m guessing that you want me to leave now.”

You said in a disappointed tone as you started to put your panties on. “I don’t want you to leave.” She said bluntly. You turned around to look at her surprised. “You don’t..?” You said stopping in your tracks. “No.” She voiced. Patting the same spot you had been in once before. You hesitatingly crawled up on the bed. Lying beside her with your head on her chest. Ellie tucked you in with her and the white/sage green mixed covers. She looked at you for a minute, analyzing your features. “May I touch your hair?.” She blurted out. Asking for permission before she touched your Afro. “Yes” you said with a smile. Butterflies in your stomach. It’s always good to ask to touch a black girls hair. She placed her slender fingers in your delicate dark curls. Your hair was thick. Smelling like rosemary oil and lavender. Your curls were a good inch down your back. Twirling her fingers around your strands. You spoke. “..usually everyone wants me to leave after….you know.” You said in a sour tone. “Well everyone should know your a human being with feelings too.” She expressed, still playing with your hair. You could feel your heart flutter. For once you felt like not just a ‘one night stand’. “How long have you and Joel been together..?” You said after some silence. Ellie chuckled a little. “Too long.” She said jokingly. The both of you snuggled up to one another’s warmth. In the covers. “That’s how me and my mom were.” You said closing your eyes.

“You two don’t talk anymore..?.” Ellie asked carefully. Not wanting to push your buttons or anything. “No. Not really. I miss her though. A lot.” You mumbled. Ellie stopped playing with your hair, pulling you closer to her. Both your nude bodies pressed together. Her chin on the top of your head. “You should call her. Trust me. I have my regrets.” She expressed. Staring into space. You nodded. Taking Ellie’s advice. The two of you laid there quietly. Worn out from your earlier events. “Ellie.” You called out. “..hm..?” she replied. Coming up to her eye level you pressed your lips on hers. Kissing her softly. Not out of sexual intention. Just wanted to kiss her. Affectionately. She kissed you back. Not expecting that. You cupped her face gently. The two of you kissing for quite some time before Ellie broke the kiss. “Hey, I was thinking. Maybe you and me..could get some coffee one day.” She said hesitantly. Clearly nervous about what you would say. You smiled warmly. Thinking her nervousness was adorable. “Are you asking me on a date?” You said teasing her. “Um..yea. Yes yes I suppose.” She said stammering her words. You chuckled. “I would love to.” You assured her. Kissing her face. She kissed you back smiling into your skin. Soon after, both of you fell asleep in each others arms.

The morning after. You remained asleep on her chest. Quietly breathing. Ellie slowly arose. The sun shining through the blinds brightly on the other side of her room. She watched you for a moment in ‘awe’. Before gently moving trying not to awake you. Making sure you laid your head comfortably on the bed. Tucking you in. She put on one of her hoodies from her drawer. Trying to clean up a little after last night. Leaving her room quietly closing the door behind her. Joel’s door was cracked, he wasn’t in the room. Ellie could smell breakfast. Sunny side up and orange juice. Quietly walking down the hall. Scratching the back of her neck nervously. Seeing Joel in the kitchen cooking. His back turned to Ellie, he was at the stove. “Morning.” He spoke broadly. “Morning.” Ellie replied. Silence filled the room. Joel broke the silence. “Where’d you go last night?” He asked curious. Now setting out plates on the counter. “Um, nowhere really. I was just walking in circles.” She said trying not to let him sense her lies. He nodded at that. The both of them didn’t say much. I don’t think the pair even knew exactly what to say. “Hey um Joel.” Ellie said slowly approaching him. “I wanted to apologize. ..for last night. I was being fucking selfish. I should have never said everything I had said. I didn’t mean any of-“ Joel cut her off. “I know kiddo.” He said turning to her. Smiling. Ellie looked hopeful. Looking up at Joel. Kinda of teary. Joel pulled Ellie into a hug. Rubbing her back gently. Ellie hugged him back tightly. The feeling of forgiveness and love was mutual. Joel broke the hug. “Now help me set out plates.” Ellie nodded at that. “She was setting out plates, but there were three?. Joel turned his back around again to finish the food before announcing.

“Oh, go wake up your girlfriend too before the food gets cold.” He hinted. Sounding like he was grinning while saying that sentence. Ellie was absolutely speechless. Just staring at Joel’s back with her mouth open. Before she could say anything he turned around saying. “Well we don’t have all day do we? Hurry the food is getting cold as we speak.”

Joel was truly the water to Ellie’s fire.

#Spotify #tlou #black tumblr #lgbtqia #the last of us #ellie williams #joel miller #abby anderson #abby tlou #ellie tlou #smut #black reader #fanfic #wlw post #girls with tattoos #books and reading #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #elthecreator

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lily-lovelyy · 1 year

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Masterlist

(A/N, I am not specifically writing for poc, white or any specific race for readers 😃 if you don't like that, please don't read my shit, thanks! ❤️)

Things I will NOT write for,

cnc/rape

and non con at ALL

piss/scat kink (it's time to kink shame, sorry.)

blood kink

SH - ED

Descriptive Torture

Public Sex

Any character that is underage

(no I will not be aging characters up)

Male!Reader

Dom!Reader (by this I mean hard Dom, like referring to yourself as master and whatnot, I'm alright with like a soft Dom reader!)

Age regression

Age Play

(if you write or reblog anything about dub-con or non-con, please block me, and don't reblog any of my works.)

Things I WILL write for,

Dacryphilia

Somnophilia (consensual ofc!)

Pain Kink

Pervy Characters

Yandere Characters

Possessive/Controlling Characters

Fem!Reader

Sub!Reader

Occult!Reader (vampire, siren, werewolf, ect.)

Threesome's

Polyamerous relationships

Characters i'm currently writing for,

It (2017)

Patrick Hockstetter

(task force 141) (cod mw2)

Captian John Price

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' McTavish

Konig

Keegan

Valeria

Konig;

Distance (18+)

Daddy?

Bandages and Bruises (18+)

Need (18+)

Longing (18+)

★Poisoned★

Ghost and Konig;

Two at Once? (18+)

Ghost + Konig Favorite Sex Positions (18+)

Ghost;

Simon during intimacy!

"Spoiled Girl"

John Price;

nothing here yet!

Soap McTavish;

nothing here yet!

Keegan;

nothing here yet!

Valeria;

nothing here yet!

Fanfics i'm currently working on

TBA

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hendrixthepolitesnake · 1 year

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(headcanons)

part 2

(this is part two from my Wattpad account I would like to say that you may request anything aside from sa,kinks, dubcon, non- con, And over all anything that is sickening and just over all r@pe)

(warnings: may be ooc a bit suggestive bad language)

Sanemi:This little shit he's like an angry Chihuahua and your taller than him he's livid he thinks that you think you are better than him(cough ..giyuu💀 )But aside from all that when you give him kisses or belly rubs and maybe some scar kisses he's melting even if he acts like he doesn't and your way bigger than him so he feels tiny I tell you he acts like a asshole outside but when you are home he's like a needy angry puppy

Gyōmei:This man is a giant so if you are taller than him then damn your ass is huge and he's blind I feel like he would be one of those wholesome husbands that loves being comforted or just loved in general such a sweetheart honestly It was just be a cute relationship in general just two big boys loving each other

Muzan: Ok this absolutely funny I'm ngl because muzan is a stubborn man so you know if you are taller than him he's trying to make you be the submissive one but to no avail because he just seems like a aggressive tiny dog to you and especially since he is the demon king of course he has temper tantrums it's ridiculous but after a while he actually calm down and demand cuddles and act like he doesn't like them but he does

Akaza:Outside he's battle crazed but when he's with you he acts like a lost puppy and your taller than him so he's following you where ever you go he doesn't like douma around (they fr got beef) you like seriously he knows you can handle yourself but you know how he is you may be a man( or any other gender) but he only respects you aside from muzan but over all he acts soft and cuddly around you he likes back rubs makes him feel like a tiny baby

Yoriichi:He's a big man himself so if your taller and bigger than him he honestly doesn't care I mean man's is a menace he acts all quiet and cold or should I say nonchalant but why he gets jealous he will be all over you making you place your big hands on his waist or letting you touch his ass Infront of anyone who flirts with you so over all he loves you but can be a brat sometimes

(I was going to do kokushibo and douma but I was too lazy)

Tengen: This mf is cocky AF we all know it too especially since your taller he always says how flamboyant he is knowing damn well that he has an attitude when he didn't get his way he's always trying to be the dominant one I feel he would act like a brat on purpose just to get on you nerves or make you mad on purpose but when he actually does he regrets it real quick he's all apologizing but that ain't gon save him now

#Yoriichi x poc male reader #Headcanons #Demon slayer x male reader #Sanemi x male reader #Dom poc male reader

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havensins · 2 years

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@ masterlist.

navigation.

━━ fics & whathaveyou.

tony stark.

tony stark & intern!reader

tony stark x jealous!m!reader

steve rogers.

steve rogers pwp

steve’s first time being submissive

steve rogers x poc!reader headcanons

steve rogers x m!reader (enemies? to lovers)

bucky barnes.

soft sub!bucky x dom!reader

sub!bucky x dom!reader

stephen strange.

stephen strange & m!reader headcanons

bratty!stephen strange x dom!reader

thor odinson

sub!thor x m!reader

thor x dom!m!reader (personal favorite)

peter parker

peter parker x symbiote!m!reader

misc.

bruce wayne x m!reader cafe au

lucifer morningstar x male reader

━━ drabbles & whatnot.

tony stark.

tony trying to dom / powerbottom

breeding w/ tony

fingering ftm!tony in public

thigh riding with bratty ftm!tony

exhibitionism and public indecency with tony

pillow princess tony

tony surprising you with lingerie

steve rogers.

fucking steve dumb

free use & steve (mentions of avengers x steve)

sentimental sex with steve

1940s soldier!steve

pre-serum steve with a praise kink

dumbification with pre-serum steve

exhibitionist steve

oral with pre-serum steve, bucky watches

fucking steve’s pecs + feminization

breeding and degrading steve

hair pulling with bratty!steve

bucky barnes.

bucky + comfort sex

oral with ftmbucky

overstimulating bucky after a nightmare

jealousy and ftm!bucky (personal favorite)

somnophilia & dub-con with bucky

steven grant + marc spector.

insecure ftm!steve grant

ftm!steven grant

more ftm steven

thigh fucking marc spector

face sitting with ftm!steven

stephen strange.

bratty ftm stephen

incubus? reader & stephen strange.

thor odinson.

submissive thor

ftm thor

needy thor wanting your attention

free use & thor

loki laufeyson.

pillow princess ftm loki, extremely mild

loki cumming from having his hair pulled

ftm loki riding you & squirting

thigh riding with ftm bratty loki

sam wilson.

rimming sam wilson

sam wilson + captain kink & praise kink

peter parker.

pushing peter to his limits with overstim

choking peter parker

rimming peter parker

teasing & fingering ftm!peter parker

eating out ftm!peter

peter wanting you to take aggression out on him

exhibitionism? with peter

ftm!peter with a size kink

cockwarming, dumbification, daddy kink, and feminization with peter

jerking peter off where the other avengers can hear

wanda maximoff.

making wanda touch herself as punishment

miguel o’hara.

exhibitionism & breeding with miguel

miguel who goes into subspace when praised

sub miguel with overstim, praise kink, & biting

breeding ftm miguel

giving miguel head while he’s at hq

enemies to casual hookups with miguel

miguel riding you

hobie brown.

fucking hobie dumb

misc / multi character.

bucky & miguel for your birthday

tony, bucky, and steve in subspace + aftercare

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sweet-demiboi · 1 year

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Billy Hargrove x Male!Reader (smut)

Warnings: Eddie is your bestie, steddie is a thing, Billy is still a bit of a newbie, you basically fight in sports class lol and fuck afterwards, top!dom!reader and definetly sub!bottom!Billy (he's a bit bitchy at first), hair pulling is mentioned, also m!reader's dick is in his ass, m!reader grabs Billy at the neck like once (not really choking though), many hickeys on Billy, unprotected sex (don't be stupid irl, this is just fiction), also kinda shower sex (also don't be stupid that way irl, if you slip it could end not very well), this can be read by poc Ig, but probably not asexual people or trans guys, sorry :/ (I do have other fics for you on my masterlist though, just read the warnings :)), also this is not proofread (yet) - Enjoy!

No Fem!Readers, please!

Your last lesson of the day was PE. It was okay, you were even good at it. Basketball was one of your favorite school sports although you had decided not to play on the school's team.

The guys there were more than a bit toxic and you really preferred your friendships with Eddie Munson and his group. They were a lot more relaxed and actually quite funny. They didn't like sports.

So, you weren't surprised as to find that Eddie wanted to skip this class again. But as soon as he told you that he would be going on a date with Steve Harrington (who was also skipping), you were all over the place. Excited and happy for him, plus you forced him to meet you afterwards and tell everything.

But now you would have to face the new student alone - Billy Hargrove, the guy who had risen to the top of the popularity scale over night. Not even Steve had done that.

Anyway, you came back from your world of thoughts and tried to focus on the game instead, which was starting right now. The only thing you had noticed was that it was basketball and you would have to play against Billy Hargrove.

God, have mercy. He was on the shirtless team. His body basically had you drooling all over the floor. How could a highschooler manage to be this pumped? You decided not to question it.

His body was about everything that was nice about Billy in this particular class, because he played in a way that made you so damn angry.

He was all grins and chuckles when he got the ball past you, blocked you with his whole body and its weight, would jump up so highly that you couldn't land a single shot and he was provoking you all the time.

"(Y/L/N), huh? They told me you were good at this, and thought to myself: that's nice, finally something that won't be boring around here. Seems like I was wrong"

"Would you just shut up and play?"

"'course"

Then he ran beside you, the ball in his hands. He winked. It was making you furious.

You felt your level of anger rise, your blood boil a little more with every ball he took away from you, with every grin, every comment, and every provocation.

Until you were playing just like him. You would dodge, block him, make comments, and were always visibly annoyed while doing so. Billy seemed as if he was enjoying to see those reactions from you, because he wasn't stopping but played a little harder, laughed a little louder, and smiled a little wider.

The tension between you two was building as well. It got kind of hot, and not because of the temperature, it was rather all the looks you shared, when your bodies pressed against each other or when your breath hit each other's skin.

Then Billy pushed you in hope to get you down, which you did. The adrenaline though gave you enough energy to roll over, get up again, snatch the ball away from him and score.

Now he wasn't as amused as before, which made you grin this time.

"Took your mouth too full, Hargrove?"

"You wish"

At this point you were able to identify the tension as clearly sexual, at least it was for you. Of course, Billy was hot, but also this way he was behaving and playing did something to you. But maybe you were just overinterpreting the whole situation.

At the end of this class you were littered in bruises and scratches. Your teacher wanted to talk to you and Billy as well. He didn't seem quite so happy about how you had played.

"When I said I wanted a fair game, this wasn't what I meant!", he looked furious at both of you "Next time, I want to see none of what happened today! Did you understand that?"

"Yes, coatch", both of you mumbled

"Good! Now apologise to each other!"

You looked Billy in the eyes, which were a nice ocean blue color, and shook his hand "Sorry", you heard a sorry for you as well, but you didn't really care. Teachers should know that their students weren't as serious as they might thought they were in such moments.

When you got back to the changing rooms you were the only one's left behind. You didn't talk, just stripped wordless and got under the shower streams.

When you had your head under water Billy started to talk "Did you really think you were better than me?"

You sighed, not wanting to answer, but you could feel the tension from before bubbling up again. As well as your annoyance. It was the end of the school day after all, you were already exhausted - PE had given you the rest, paired with Billy's rather aggressive way of playing.

"Did you think you could win that game?"

He was really close to you, under the shower right next to your own. You could feel goosebumps spreading over your back, of which you hoped he didn't notice.

Billy let out a low chuckle "Well, (Y/L/N), you will be met by reality-"

You didn't let him finish, but pushed him against the wall, pressing your lips on his, hands already on his waist.

You could feel him getting turned on immediately - he kissed you back roughly, opened his legs, and put his hands in your hair. Also he was moaning into your mouth like a whore.

You let your hands roam his body, his chest, waist, shoulders, back, every bit of skin you could reach. When you started massaging his cock, Billy broke the kiss, and moaned against your neck.

"God, just fuck me already", he demanded.

You grinned at him, at which he just grunted "Don't try tellin' me you didn't notice that tension"

"Oh, I won't", your lips were on his as quickly as your fingers were inside him. He was tensed and thight, but also really warm and already wet from shwoering. After a few minutes you decided that he was ready to take all of you, so you pushed your own dick inside of him.

Billy's moan at that was long and stretched, you slammed your hand against his mouth "Do you want the coach to hear us?", he only looked at you with a lazy gaze and it was clear that he was in another world right now.

You started to rock your hips until you had a steady rhythm. God, he felt so good around you, mentally you were on cloud nine. His skin was so hot against your own and all his moans and whines sounded as if you were doing a really good job.

Except for his comments - he was provocating you again:

"Can't do it harder, (Y/L/N), huh?"

"Wow, I didn't know a guy can go this slow"

"You wanna finish me off, or what is this?"

Something inside you snapped. You gripped him roughly getting Billy to groan, and then fucked him as hard as you could. He had been too bitchy for you to be nice to him. But honestly, you didn't think Billy minded the current circumstances that much considering how loudly he was moaning in pleasure.

He was so submissive right now, you had never seen him like that before, but you absolutely loved it. Hot skin against yours, hair to grip with your hand, an arched back and a boy moaning like a bitch, cockdrunk because of you. What more could you want?

"P-please", he whimpered.

"Please what?", your voice, surprisingly, even to you, was firm and your words clear to understand even though your mind was clouded with lust just as much as Billy's.

"Please, let me come", he sounded so whiny, you almost chuckled.

"No."

And then you let yourself get lost in pleasure, coming inside him, which was what you had wanted all along. This made the whole session much more enjoyable for Billy as well, (he secretly loved it when he could get a top to come inside him, but don't tell him I spilled that).

Now, all he wanted was his own release. His dick almost ached from all the arousal he felt, it was already leaking so much precum. But Billy wouldn't touch it for the life of him. He wanted to be good for you.

"Aw, poor boy", you grabbed his neck, pulling his back into your chest "You wanna come so bad?"

"Y-yes"

"Then beg."

Fine. Then, Billy supposed, he would do that. He really was at your mercy right now, even though he hated it (but not really).

"Please, (Y/N), I wanna come so bad, please let me come"

"God, you're sexy when you beg." - Source for this sentence: TikTok

You were kissing his neck, sucking bright red hickeys into his skin and you could feel and hear how much Billy loved that. He leaned his head to the side, giving you more skin to work with, he moaned, and pushed your head with one hand in your hair.

Slowly, you started to turn him around, his back against the tiles of the locker room's showers to give him more hickeys, this time wandering from his neck to his collar bones, chest and stomach until you were sucking at his hipbone, Billy's moans had gotten weak. Some tears were running over his cheeks from all the stimulation and pleasure.

"I'll make you come.", you said, kneeling before him already.

"God, fuck- yes, please", Billy pressed the back of his hand against his lips when you started to smirk "Good boy" He was, to no surprise, such a slut for praise, you figured when his blue eyes landed on yours in an instant. With your smirk only growing you started to suck on his pink, swollen tip.

At this point, Billy was only capable of groaning, but his hand found its way into your hair, when he came down your throat, a silent plea for you to swallow, which you did. He kind of earned it.

When you got back up again, you grabbed him and you rinsed off together. Billy was still in a headspace, in which he was glad about anything kissing-related, so you guys were basically making out under the water. It was a very nice finish to the rather rough fucking from before, which you both enjoyed.

You dried off and put clothes back on wordlessly, but not missing each other's tired smiles. You shouldered your backpack when Billy got over to the mirror to fix his hair.

He groaned "You're so dead, (Y/L/N)."

There were hickeys EVERYWHERE, on his neck, trailing their way under his shirt and due to Billy never buttoning it up, one could see that they even went under his pants.

You just chuckled, coming up behind him, and pressed your body against his back, closing your arms around his middle. Your eyes met his in the mirror.

"But you look so pretty like this", your hand caressed a bit of the red skin "Now, nobody's gonna snatch you away from me, hun"

You kissed his cheek and got out of the locker room, leaving Billy there. You were already excited to how he would show up tomorrow and how this would continue. You were almost certain that Hargrove wouldn't leave it at that.

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hobeemin · 9 months

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sticky sweet

🍭 genre(s): smut, pwp, e2l, bakery au, fluff if you squint

🍭 pairing: pastery chef!song mingi x confectioner!poc (f) reader

🍭 summary: song mingi has always been the bane of y/n’s existence. well no more. it’s time she take matters into her own hands.

🍭 rating: 18+

🍭 warning(s): swearing, dom!mingi, teasing, oral (f receiving), food play, breast play, spanking, cum play, cum shots, gagging/choking on fingers, licking, doggy style, protected sex, dirty talk, pet names, exhibitionism

🍭 word count: 2.7k

🍭 credits: many many thanks to @darklingjeon for looking this over and giving me much-needed feedback. you are amazing!!!!💜💜

banner resources found here: 1, 2, 3

🍭 a/n: okay i got no excuse for this fic. its just pure filth. you’ve been warned lol

“SONG MINGI!!”

The door swung open as a male looked up in quiet amusement as a woman stormed in.

“I thought I locked that door,” he said with a smirk. The bakery was in the process of closing, so the lights were dim in the front.

She ignored his words, stomping to the counter and slamming a box on the tabletop.

“A present? For me?”

“Don’t hold your breath,” she hissed.

Opening the box with an angry flourish, she gestured as Mingi peeked inside to see a variety of fudge blocks.

“Okay–“

“This is your fudge, Mingi! You stole my recipe!”

His eyebrow lifted, staring at the box and her intermittently. “That’s quite the accusation, Y/N.”

She huffed, shaking her head. “It tastes like mine. I can’t believe you’d do this. It’s my livelihood at stake!”

Mingi put his hands up in defense as a slight frown formed. “You think I’d steal your recipes? Ouch, Y/N. Listen, we went to the same pastry school, but I’d never do that to you.”

“Then why make fudge anyway? You have plenty of pastries here. Let me have my thing.”

Mingi sighed heavily as his eyes bore into hers. She bit down on her lip, trying to maintain her anger and eye contact. It was true she and Mingi graduated from pastry school together. Still, the usual competitiveness got the best of them, and they became rivals, even opening their businesses on the same street.

Mingi watched as Y/N continued to ramble and pace in front of him. Fed up, he came behind the counter, letting her run into him. Her face smacked against his chest, noting how hard it was, almost wondering what was underneath that shirt. She rubbed her nose after letting out a pained noise. He rolled his eyes with a sigh.

“Can you shut up for once, please?”

Y/N looked up in shock as her mouth fell open.

“That wasn’t so hard, hmm?”

“You piece of shi–“

“What did I say, Y/N? Let me explain, alright?”

Her mouth clamped shut as he stepped back to lean against the counter. Jerking his head towards the box of fudge, he stared at her.

“I wasn’t trying to steal any of your recipes. I planned to come to your candy shop with a business proposition.”

“What?”

He sucked his teeth, shaking his head. “How did you get this anyway? I had it locked up.”

“Jongho showed me,” she answered.

“Imma kill him,” he growled.

Y/N tried to hold in her snort as she watched his facial expression. Still, she was curious about this business proposition.

“So what were you offering?”

“A partnership. I wanted us to open a business together. Double our profits and whatnot.”

“Mingi–“

“Y/N, you’re a talented chef and a great entrepreneur, and I’d be an idiot not to want to work with you.”

She was at a loss for words. Damn.

“You…you really feel that way about me?”

“Duh. I’ve always felt that way about you, but we’re both too stubborn to admit we like each other.”

She felt the warmth creep into her cheeks. Y/N coughed, looking down. “I-I don’t like you,” she mumbled.

“Tsk. Liar. I know you do, Y/N.”

Mingi closed the distance between them, taking in her appearance. She always wore her chef’s uniform at work, switching between running the front and back of the house. The black chef jacket was accented with fuschia buttons, and the trim was streaked with powdered sugar. He noticed the small streak of chocolate on her cheek, which only added to her adorableness. Though he knew if he mentioned she'd snap at him. But that's what he loved about her, that fiery personality. Equal to his own. Jolting back to the present, Mingi blinked, staring at her.

Standing her ground, she gave him a defiant glare, but her resolve slowly disappeared.

Damn, he was gorgeous.

Dark hair styled perfectly on top of his head. That modelesque oval-shaped face framed by clean arched brows. His sharp brown eyes seemed to bore into her very being. She noticed how he’d scrunch up his nose, sculpted and well-defined. And then there were his lips.

She fantasized about those full plump lips many nights–not that she would say that aloud.

Fuck.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she gave him a skeptical stare.

“Let’s say I did admit that there was some sort of attraction…what then?”

“Well,” his tongue swiped across his lower lip, eyes focused on her, “One part of me wants to ask you out on a date and do that song and dance. But–”

“But?”

That familiar devilish smirk appeared once more.

“Honestly, I want nothing more than to bend you over this counter while I lick chocolate off your tits.”

“I–”

He cocked his head to the side as his smile grew wider. “Nothing to say? Shocker.”

“You’re such an asshole," she exclaimed.

Y/N knew she was failing at this game they were playing. Mingi knew too. It was too much fun to see her get flustered.

“Well, you wanna fuck me, so that says much about your character.”

“Fuck you, Mingi,” she snarled.

“Just say the word, doll.”

There was barely a pause before they crashed into each, lips bruised, wrestling for dominance. Mingi gripped her ass, squeezing it possessively in one hand and the other wrapped around her locs. He gave her soft globe a firm smack making her jump against him. He smiled into the kiss pulling away to look at her, searching her face for any resistance. As much as he wanted her, he would stop if she asked him to.

“You good?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m good,” she answered after a moment.

“You can back out at any moment, you know. I’d understand,” he explained.

Y/N rolled her eyes at him with a chuckle. “Don’t get all sentimental on me, Mingi.”

She brought his fingers to her lips, suckling the middle and ring finger. Mingi let out a sharp gasp watching her actions.

He let out a snort, taking control and pushing his fingers deeper. Y/N relaxed her throat, wrapping her tongue around the digits. Mingi set to work, unzipping her jeans with his free hand. Reaching her underwear, he pulled the fingers out her mouth with a soft pop as strings of saliva dripped down her lips.

“Damn it, Y/N. Gonna make me just fuck you now,” he whispered.

Tugging her panties to the side, he dragged a finger along her seam. She tensed, gripping the countertop. He chuckled darkly.

“I barely touched you.”

He slipped the finger past her slit, finding her clit with ease, drumming against it. She let out a breathy moan, trying to get some friction. He watched with amusement.

“Already wet for me? Damn. Can’t wait to be buried in you.”

“M-Mingi, s-stop teasing,” she rasped.

“Say please, doll,” he cooed.

“Fuck you,” she hissed.

He paused his movements as his eyes narrowed dangerously. “I’ll leave you just like this–needy and craving me. Don’t try me, doll.”

When her mouth closed, he leaned it and kissed her gently. “Good girl. Now hop on the countertop for me.”

She did as instructed as Mingi lowered himself to his knees, pulling down her underwear. Humming in approval, he bit down on his lip.

“Damn. Your pussy is mouthwatering.”

His mouth encompassed her mound, tongue probing her slit. Her hips bucked against his tongue, her fingers gripping his hair.

With a wanton moan, he delved in, enjoying the feast before him, lapping at her essence greedily. Hands wrapped around her thighs to keep her in place. He slid two fingers inside in tandem with his tongue swirling around her clit. The strangled cries she made only made him continue further. With some reluctance, he pulled away, looking up at her. She cried out, sitting up on her elbows, brows knitted in frustration to glare at him. He returned the stare with a predatory gaze.

“Could eat your pussy all day. Damn Y/N.”

His fingers caressed her skin, noting the goosebumps that trailed along.

“Feels good, huh?”

She could only nod, making a smug expression appear on his face. Mingi stood up from his position, looming over her hungrily.

“Remove your top,” he instructed darkly.

With a silent nod, Y/N worked at the buttons on her chef’s jacket. Underneath revealed just a tank top. With little strength, he ripped the fabric quickly. Her breasts bounced from their confines, making him hum in pleasure.

“Tsk. No bra? Naughty girl.”

The heat rose in her cheeks under his sinful watch. He cupped her breast, squeezing them in approval.

“Fuck, these tits,” he whispered.

Y/N felt like putty in his hands. Mingi knew precisely how and where to touch her. He reached over, grabbing a bottle of chocolate syrup. Her eyes darted from the bottle to his face.

“You serious?”

“I know you’re sweet enough already, but nothing would turn me on more than to do this, but only if you’re okay with it.”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah. Go for it.”

Grinning like a kid in a candy store, Mingi popped open the lid and drizzled the syrup over her breasts, following the dips and curvatures. The chill of the chocolate made her shiver as she watched him work quietly. With a hum, he added two drops on top of her nipples and placed the bottle away.

“Beautiful.”

Y/N tried to turn away, and he clicked his tongue. “Nuh, huh. You’re gonna watch me fuck and please you, doll.”

She watched under a hooded gaze as he removed his shirt and unzipped his pants, pushing them down urgently along with his boxers. His cock sprung from its confines, precum dribbling down. Veins thick and red from neglect.

His chest was equally magnificent. Chiseled abs with a similarly deep Orion’s belt. Such a piece of art.

And all mine, she thought selfishly.

She licked her lips, ogling at the sight. “You got a condom?”

“Of course I do. I may be many things, but irresponsible, ain't it.”

Secretly that turned her on more; though she was on birth control, the little things turned her on more. Being safe was a top priority.

He bent down and grabbed his pants, pulling a foil square from the back pocket. Wasting no time, he ripped it open with his teeth, rolling it on quickly. He gave her a toothy grin when it was secure. He spread her legs, propping them on the glass. Grabbing his shaft, he tapped it against her clit; he slid the head down, parting her lips slowly. “You ready, doll?”

“M-Mingi,” she whined, squirming against him.

He winked, biting down on his lip as he inched in. Y/N breathed through her nose, trying to relax her muscles. Mingi massaged her calves gently.

“Fuck, you're tight,” he grunted.

“M-Mingi…fuck me,” she mewled.

“Gladly.”

He bottomed out and let out a low groan. He bent down, flicking his tongue over her nipples, swirling to get the chocolate off. She gripped his arms, moaning.

He could feel her hips push against him as he began to thrust.

Slow, deep strokes.

Y/N was in a sensory overload. Between Mingi’s tongue and cock, she didn’t know what to do with herself. She watched in a stupor as his cock disappeared into her pussy. He nipped at her flesh, in a state of euphoria from the chocolate smearing his lips. His hips snapped with such force she almost fell off the counter. Balls slapping against her ass, he wanted to ruin her.

Hissing, he removed himself, squeezing her leg. “Come stand up for me, doll.”

With his assistance, Y/N slid off and turned around. Breasts smushed against the glass, leaving streaks of chocolate syrup. Mingi poured more chocolate down her spine as he buried himself in her cunt, trailing his tongue down her back. His fingers dug into her sides as her body jiggled against him.

“Make that ass bounce…fuck Y/N,” he growled.

He barely kept himself together. The sounds of skin slapping filled the small bakery. He was close, oh so close. Y/N wasn’t too far behind. But he wanted to see her come undone, had to. He yanked her by her hair, placing sloppy kisses as their tongues rolled while the syrup smeared her face.

“I want you to come for me, doll. Milk me dry. Scream my name.”

He punctuated every word with his hips. Y/N choked out a cry as she quivered around his cock. She began her descent, dissolving into pleasure.

“Fuck! Mingi!”

The fire pooling in her abdomen released as she jerked against him. Mingi watched in amazement, trembling at her sight. As he felt her grip tighten, he bit back a moan.

Knees buckling, he slid out from her pussy, frantically taking the condom off.

“G-get on your knees.”

Y/N dropped to the floor, turning to look at him in a haze.

Fisting his cock, he stroked himself to completion, letting out stuttered breaths, twitching as his swollen head spurted his seed onto her tits. She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out as some landed in her mouth, and swallowed it.

Mingi groaned as he painted her body until tiny droplets fell to the floor. Y/N’s eyes twinkled mischievously as she scooped some of the cum and chocolate with her finger and popped it into her mouth.

“Delicious.”

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he gasped.

With a soft groan, he fell next to her, breathing heavily.

Y/N rested against the countertop, trying to catch her breath. Shutting her eyes momentarily, she didn’t notice how Mingi’s eyes softened, staring at her as the minutes ticked on.

Not liking the silence, he directed his attention back to her.

“Why you playing hard to get? You know this isn't just hooking up.”

She sighed steadily, remaining quiet to gather her thoughts. Was he really asking her this? Right now? Covered in chocolate syrup and cum. Cum he dripped onto tits not too long ago.

“Mingi–“

He rolled his eyes, sitting up. “One minute you’re hot, the next cold. Do you even like me?”

“Why would I waste my time doing any of this with you if I didn’t?”

“You got a fucked up way of showing it,” he mumbled.

“Shut the fuck up, Mingi.”

He snorted, glancing at her fondly. “I’d take you seriously if you weren’t covered in chocolate and jizz.”

“I hate you so much,” she huffed.

“You don’t, but that makes me like you more.”

“Ugh.”

He really was insufferable.

Giggling, he dragged her up, kissing her lips as he nuzzled her neck. “So I’m guessing we're legit?”

“I didn’t say that,” she answered stiffly.

He pouted, giving her a nose a bop. “Don’t be like that.”

She squirmed against him, trying to feign ignorance. “Be like what?”

Mingi smacked her asscheek with a frown. “Y/N, you’re full of shit. Stop playin’ with me. You know I been feeling you for a long time.”

“I know,” she said smugly, but seeing his expression drop gave her a bit of guilt. She traced abstract lines on his bicep.

“Truth? I'm curious to see what this is for us, but…I guess I’m afraid of what could happen?”

He nodded in understanding.

“You’re afraid it won’t work out?”

“Maybe,” she answered with doubt.

Mingi lifted her chin as he gave a reassuring smile. “The future is uncertain, but I can confidently say I’m not letting you go so easily. You’re mine. And I hope you consider me yours.”

Damn it.

“Who are you, and what have you done with Song Mingi?”

Mingi snorted as he threw his head back, laughing. Kissing her once more, he bit down on his bottom lip.

“Oh, he’s right here, doll.”

Y/N tried to mask her smile unsuccessfully but rolled her eyes.

“You get on my nerves.”

“You love it.”

Shaking her head, Y/N pecked his cheek. “Sure I do. Now how am I gonna walk back to my shop looking like this?”

He scoffed, grabbing their clothing off the floor. “Who said anything about that? I’m not finished with you yet. We’re going back to my place, where I plan to fuck you all night.”

“I–”

“Hmm? Speechless? Trust me; you won’t be, doll. You’re gonna scream my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear.”

If there was one thing Y/N was sure about Mingi, he always got his way.

#kvanity #kwritersworldnet #song mingi #mingi #ateez #mingi x reader #ateez x reader #mingi smut #mingi e2l #ateez smut #ateez e2l

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danceyreagan · 11 months

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Sometimes I wanna read smut without degradation, daddy kink, and Dom!Sub dynamics. Its ok to write two equals having sex. Its not something I find sexy but these tropes are everywhere!

Lets have a convo, tell me what types of tropes you are tired of reading. Smut, fluff, angst? What do you like? What do you dislike?

I’ll go first

Likes:

A snarky reader. The snarkier the better.

@btsqualityy has some of my favorite work. Her readers have so much personality. None of them are the same.

@black-mcu-imagines her Peter Parker x black OC series! Is fire.

@blinder-secrets has great Peaky Blinders work.

@sceawere (I dont think they write anymore. But their masterlist is still up) for some more Peaky Blinders goodness.

Established relationship fics. (I love slowburn to but I dont have the patience always)

Social Media AU’s

@kimnjss she’s got tons. Black writer too. Currently on hiatus.

Action and fighting

@bubblyani’s batman series. Some of the most perfect writing I have ever come across. (POC writers stand up!)

@laketaj24 I love her work too for Vikings and Peaky Blinder.

@the-last-targaryens and @ashleyfanfic collaborated on the best Game of Thrones AU called Legends of Winters Peak.

I’ll read some flithy wild ass smut if the dirty talk is right. Praise Kink is a plus though.

Werewolf Au’s

@btsqualityy Assuage Series (she’s tagged twice cause she’s my ultimate fave and my friend)

@gamerwoo Seventeen series Imprinted. Yo, I dont even know what to say, they have a Stray Kids Series too if you arent into Seventeen.

Dislikes:

Polyamory it just isnt my jam.

Humiliation/degradation kink. Again, Im not like, judging people. Ive read it enough to know why its appealing it just is everywhere now I’m over it.

Daddy kink. (I was molested by my father. Daddy kink horrifies me. I cannot, I just cannot) its in like everything. Its hard to get away from it.

Angel/Demon xHuman!reader.

Soft readers. Again, I read it. But then I get mad at the reader for not defending themselves. (I said it before Im confrontational)

Bad boy/Good Girl dynamics. Lets flip that. Why not have a female Burnout fall in love with a nerd or shy male character?

I dont hate all Dom/sub dynamics. I guess again this comes from it being everywhere that its a little worn out. But its a hard no for bondage/sex slaves type of thing.

Share your likes/Dislikes with me. Boost up your faves and share them with the people.

#my peaky boo #peaky blinders #tomorrow by together #tommorow x together #bts reactions #bangtan sonyeondan #BTS fem reader #stray kids #Black run blog #kpop fandom #vikings #black reader #black!reader #kpop fanfic #game of thrones #my faves #black creators

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sturnmad · 6 months

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Hello!

- My name's Maddox (they/them), I'm 18, & I'm relatively new to the Sturniolo fandom. I started watching the triplets in August 2023. I've been writing fanfic for wayyy longer than that tho (since 2017) and i like to think im pretty good at it.

This fandom seems really nice but also kind of intimidating, but ive been lurking so long i decided it was time to just come forth & introduce myself. Dont be afraid to message me, id love to make friends! Especially POC/trans or really any non-woman fans, i think there's maybe two of us.

I'll probably be writing mostly smut so if you don't like that leave! I've actually never posted smut publically, lowkey nervous af, but yknow what? Life is short. Gotta live my truth, even if that truth is desperately wanting to get fucked by Nick Sturniolo.

I especially fw:

- nick x male!oc/reader (idk why everyone's so terrified to write it) especially dom!nick... woof woof bark bark !

- sub!matt 🙏 I BELIEVE IN SUB!MATT SUPREMACY

I'm pretty freaky, I'll write pretty much anything tbh. I'll tag everything properly & if i dont pls (politely) inform me! And dont kinkshame (not that I think that'll really be a problem w yall). In the words of Finn the Human, "if it's none of your concern and nobody's getting hurt, then you should probably just mind your business".

That being said, there are some things I absolutely WON'T write such as:

- incest (including threesomes)

- shit/piss kink

- straight up rape/non-con (cnc is negotiable, really just depends how I'm feeling)

- romantic nick x fem!oc OR matt/chris x male!oc (i may do matt/chris x gn!reader since im nonbinary & its just what I'm comfortable with, especially for fluff/platonic fics)

Things may be added or taken off of these lists in the future.

- public sex

- teacher x student

Pls send requests! I can't promise I'll write it, im lazy & writing is hard 😭 but yalls ideas give me inspiration and even if I don't write it someone else might see it & be inspired...

#sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader

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ac1dl4v3 · 2 years

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speed up.

who . . manjiro sano x fem! reader

length . . 4.4k words!

warnings . . mature/smut!, poc fem! reader, nsfw, time skip mikey, he's a dom here, car sex, finger fucking, teasing, smoking, cock warming, finger sucking, wanna say a bit of a spit kink, and some second hand embarrassment lmao

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𝓨ou sat on the nearby bench, eating fruit snacks and scrolling through smut on Tumblr. Mikey was up at the curb, leaning on his Toyota Supra while talking to Draken. Nearby, Emma was sitting in Draken's Chevrolet Camero, half asleep from how long her boyfriend was taking to drive her home. You were empathizing.

You analyzed the gleaming, black vehicle from where you sat-- beginning to wonder why Mikey didn't take it out of the garage more often. It was one of the ones you picked, and it was fucking sexy too. He'd probably use his cars more if he weren't so addicted to his bikes.

From a distance, you saw the dark haired male wave you over to him as Draken walked over to his car parked on the other side of the street. You got up with your box (yes, a whole box) of fruit snacks to talk to Mikey at the curb where he waited for you.

"You ready to go?" You asked, secretly excited to go home and recreate a scenario you just read about. It had a lot to do with gloves, honey, ice, and the kitchen counter.

"Yeah, get in." He said, taking a pack of fruit snacks from your box and earning himself a pluck on the hand. He chuckled at your protectiveness over food and got in the car, leaning over to open your door for you from the inside.

Mikey watched from the corner of his eyes as you buckled your seatbelt, your thighs pressed close together in your loose mini skirt. Before you could notice him gawking, he turned his attention to shifting the gears and turning on his blinkers. Now he was just quietly-- menacingly waiting for Draken to do the same from the other side of the street.

"Can we stop at the store before we go home?" You asked. You wanted to get some tools for the activities you wanted to perform tonight.

"What made you think we were going home?" Mikey asked, waiting for your response as he kept his eye on Draken's back lights.

You raised an eyebrow at him, confused by what he meant. "You said we were leaving." You stated, starting to get a bad feeling.

"And when did I say we were going home?" He retorted, a smirk pulling on his lips from your annoyed expression. "What? We're gonna have some fun. Don't get all pouty."

"I have stuff to do at home, so whatever you're planning just hurry up." You whined, stretching out your legs to get comfortable in the seat. The only thing you had planned for tonight was getting fucked on the counter, but that was more than enough reason to wanna go home. But even so, he was playing games so all you could do was be patient.

"It'll be fast, just calm down." He cooed, placing his warm, ring covered hand on your thigh. Rubbing it up and down to keep you quiet. You immediately felt the familiar tingling sensation overlap your clit, exciting you. You already had those things on your mind; he didn't know what he was adding fuel to.

"But-," You were interrupted by the loud revving of the cars engine as Mikey leaned back, randomly lighting a blunt he rolled earlier. Your eyes widened as you looked over at Draken's car in realization, but it was too late.

The two cars pulled off the curbs of either side of the road, suddenly speeding next to each other. Your body was tossed back against the seat abruptly by the sudden acceleration. You looked over at Mikey, pissed. There was no way this maniac was racing Draken at 12:00 at night when you just said you were ready to go home.

He was still smoking his blunt, taking a pull with it between his fingers and placing the palm of his hand back on the wheel to keep control. His other hand was still resting on your thigh, slightly gripping it because of his intense concentration.

"Mikey." You addressed him, crossing your arms. "I just told y-,"

He sucked his teeth. "Why you think you tellin' me shit?" Mikey was tired of you thinking you were calling the shots here. "You think I won't fuck the shit outta you while I beat Draken's ass?"

You were quiet. What could you say to that? You knew he would, he's just like that sometimes. Dangerous. Impulsive. Or maybe just horny.

"What happened, huh? Thought you were telling me something?" Mikey teased. He peeked at you as he decided to put out his blunt for a little later, mostly because he didn't wanna make you nervous.

You mumbled curses under your breath, not wanting to speak to him directly. You didn't want any problems, this wasn't the right situation to be talking back. In fact, with this man there was never really a situation where you should be talking back.

"Go on, baby." Mikey pressed on, moving his heavy hand up your thigh. You inhaled through your nose as he ran his thin fingers against the fabric of your panties. "Tell me where we goin'."

Before you could try to stop him he slid his hand under your sweater, keeping his other palm steady on the wheel. Draken was just barely behind him. You only wondered if anything was happening to poor Emma like what was happening to you.

A soft, breathy moan escaped you as he ran his hand up your stomach, stopping at your nipples. They were soft and puffed out when he first grazed them, but in a matter of seconds he felt them tighten and harden from his touch.

"Were you waiting for this or something?" He teased, moving to the other breast easily without the harassment of your bra. You just didn't see a need for it when you got dressed this morning.

"Mikey, we shouldn't do this right now." You finally spoke, deciding this wasn't the right time. "What if-,"

"Nothing's gonna happen. I got you." He assured, looking in the rear view at Draken. "Plus, I'm finna win."

You moved his hand off of your chest, protesting. "Fine, then do whatever if you win. But not right now." You didn't want the two of you getting in an accident. It wasn't a casual ride like usual; he was well past the speed limit-- damn near hitting 90. Too risky. You weren't gonna end up losing your life in the middle of an orgasm and with hella smut still in your phone.

He sucked his teeth with no choice but to give in. "Fine." He agreed, trying to ignore the slight aggravation between his thighs. "Then ima win."

Your eyes widened as he some how pushed on the gas harder, leaving Draken and Emma down the road. The both of you rode in the car for a few more minutes before Mikey passed the finishing point the two men had already decided on. He laughed proudly and slowed down before he pulled over, getting ready to call Draken and gloat. You let out a breath of relief, your muscles finally relaxing with your heart rate.

You watched as Mikey sat in silence with the phone pressed against his ear. Eventually, he hung up in disappointment that he couldn't laugh in his friends face. Draken didn't answer. Instead he sent a text that could be translated to "ggs, talk tmro". There were some unnecessary letters and semicolons. Mikey figured Emma distracted him while he was racing, she was always distracting him. Mikey thought it was annoying of her, but you thought it was cute. Especially since Draken always gave her his attention when she wanted it.

But right now Mikey wasn't really worried about Draken and Emma. He'd just have to brag tomorrow. He was more focused on something else he needed to deal with.

"Unbuckle your seat belt." He ordered, slipping his phone in his pocket. You did as he asked while his eyes shot daggers at you for taking your sweet time.

"Come." He patted his thigh, unbuckling his seat belt as well as his baggy, black cargo pants. Though his dick still confined under his briefs. You tried to hide your smirk as you followed his orders, crawling across the console to sit on his lap.

Manjiro landed a harsh slap to your ass, causing you to suck in your breath as butterflies wrapped around your stomach. His hands found their way to your love handles as he leaned into the crook of your neck and bit down on your shoulder. Your skirt was hiking up, resting along your waist to reveal your pink, polkadot panties.

He looked down to investigate the sudden dampness, quickly admiring what he'd done to you in such a short amount of time. He'd barely touched you at all. For such a bratty bitch you were extremely sensitive, and he couldn't get enough of the feeling of empowerment. Dominance.

"Oh, hey. Didn't I buy these?" He asked, firmly grabbing the back of your neck so you could look down at yourself. "And what's this, huh? Why're they wet?"

He slid his hand in your panties to get a feel of your warm, slickness. You moaned from the contact, feeling his slender digits become coated with your arousal. He ran them from your clit to the back of your entrance, creating erotic sounds from your soppy cunt.

"Damn," He moved closer, mumbling against your ear. "I did this?"

Suddenly, you felt him grip you buy your hips and move you up. You held onto his shoulders for support and braced your knees against the seat. Then, just in time, you looked down at his right hand as he pushed you down on his fingers. His left hand still keeping a tight grip to guide your waist ever so slowly, your knees doing their best to support your crumbling body. You were melting at his touch. For such a violent and dangerous man to be so gentle with you made your heart skip a beat.

He was moving you down as slow as he could and rubbing against your clit in circles. At some point his circles got more vigorous and fast, but his overall pace didn't change. You couldn't take it. You whined in desperation as you rolled your neck to the side and pushed yourself down faster. Your hands tightening their grip on his hard shoulders as you arched your back to quicken your pace. You were too aroused. You needed something bigger, this wasn't nearly enough to satisfy you. And Mikey felt the same; the way you rode them made his stomach turn. Bucking your hips, gripping his shoulders. It was crazy for him to be jealous of his own fingers, but you were only supposed to act like that wrapped around his dick.

"Enough." He pulled you off of his soaked digits quickly, a wet popping sound leaving your hole and sending shivers up your back. He moved the two fingers to your lips and before you realized it, he was prying your mouth open and shoving them inside. At this point he was torturing himself just to see you get excited. He could've just fucked you from the start, but he loved breaking you apart slowly. Watching you turn into a mess, letting go of all your dignity as you begged him to let you cum.

You sucked on them, not having much of a choice, and he pushed them deeper down your throat causing your eyes to roll back as you gagged. The pads of his fingers reaching the back of your soft tongue.

"Shut up." He ordered. You ignored him, moaning around his fingers, moving your tongue between the two and getting the last taste of yourself before it disappeared down your throat. He pulled them out, going for your sweater next.

He took it off without a word before pulling his dark hair into a ponytail, not bothering to pull back the fly aways in the front.

"..Mikey." You mumbled. He raised an eyebrow and looked up at you as he moved his mouth around your right tit. Moving his tongue around in satisfaction, feeling your nipples with his teeth. You held back your moans, trying to remember what you were going to say. "Uh.. Let me help you."

Manjiro pulled his mouth off your chest, letting go of your nipple with his teeth and watching your skin ripple back in place. 'that's hot' He wasn't even listening to you. He was too focused on your body. The way your chest heaved when he did something you liked. The way you'd start breathing heavy to hold back your moans. He loved it all. It took years to get you under his control like this and only he could do it. You'd been his for a minute, yet he still couldn't get enough of this feeling.

Meanwhile, you just wanted to do the same for him. He was so stubborn sometimes. You knew he needed attention too, but all he cared about was your needs.

You gently grabbed Mikey's face with both of your hands and brought your lips close to his. Barely letting them brush against eachother before they clashed. His flat tongue moving back in your mouth as he sucked on your upper lip. You could barely keep up with the pace he was moving at. Trying your best to keep your movements in sink, you moved your hands down his dragon tattooed neck to his chest. It was covered with a black wife-beater which you found quite annoying. Therefor..

Your lips popped off of his suddenly. "Here." You pulled at the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up to reveal his abs. "Get rid of it."

Manjiro pulled it off and tossed it in the back before adjusting his seat. You held onto him, chests pressed against each other as you didn't expect him to move the seat back so suddenly. It just dropped. You didn't like that shit. He chuckled at your surprised reaction and moved his seat up just a little for back support.

"Y'know, I'm glad you picked out this car." Mikey said, moving his pants and boxers farther down while you were pressed up against his chest. You couldn't see what he was doing.

"Why's that?" You asked, curiously. There wasn't much special about it.

He chuckled, running his hand along your defined curves in satisfaction, sending chills up your clit and hardening your nipples. "Cus' it's so lame I don't mind getting your cum stained on the seats."

Now you were offended. "What? It's not lame." You spent HOURS looking at boring cars to find one you liked. You even asked some of his friends what they thought of it for a second opinion. "You just lack good taste. Those bikes are-,"

You were cut off by him sucking his teeth. Suddenly, Mikey pulled you back by your hair to sit you up straight and you were met with an unexpected presence. While you were lying down on his chest, the man had somehow aligned himself perfectly with your entrance. How did you not feel the warmth of his tip so close to you?

The fact that you were surprised made you moan out immediately. Not being able to stop yourself, you sunk down on him quickly. Without a second to waste Mikey guided your hips up and down, drooling at the sight of your tits clapping with every thrust. His voice was doing it's best to maintain some type of composure as he groaned. You must've been designed just for him the way your hips moved, the way the sweat on your chest glistened, the matching dragon tattoo you got just for him-- stretching from your waist to your upper thigh.

"Fuck, y/n." He cursed, bucking his hips for more friction. And your reaction wasn't helping him stay calm either. You were a mess. Moaning like a bitch in heat, scratching at his chest, arching your back. You were doing your best to fuck him back but you couldn't focus on anything but the feeling of his tip hitting something deep inside you.

Mikey smacked your ass and gripped it in his hand. He began moving you up and down slower, trying his best to savor the feeling. It was so easy for him to loose himself in the ecstasy of fucking you that he'd forget his motives. He was trying to prove something here.

You whined at his sudden slow pace and moved your middle finger between your thighs.

'needy' Mikey quickly gripped your wrist and moved it away from your clit, using his other hand to grip your neck. You jumped on accident, earning a groan from Mikey who was still suffocating around your slick walls. He pulled you closer by your neck with a firm grip. It wasn't enough to choke you but you wouldn't dare disobey him and pull away. He felt you gulp underneath his fingers and chuckled.

"Y'know, you hurt my feelings, y/n." He said lowly, a smirk lacing his wet lips. "Didn't think I'd win that race, did you? You didn't even cheer me on."

He pulled you up by your throat, his dick slipping half way out of you before he slammed you back down. Your eyes rolled back as he did the same action again, bringing your full body up by your neck before slamming you back with a loud clap against his thighs.

"F-fuck, Mikey. I-," You were cut off by him tightening his grip around your neck in annoyance.

"That's not my name." He corrected, unwrapping his other hand from your wrist and moving it to slap your right ass cheek. You held your lewd noises in your throat, not wanting to get into more trouble, but he felt the vibrations on his hand so there was no use. He pulled you up faster this time and his thumb was beginning to hurt your jaw. The pain oddly turned you on and you felt goosebumps run up your stomach, tears threatening to prick the corner of your eyes. Your mouth fell open with your tongue hanging out, drool running down your chin in satisfaction. You literally resembled a hungry dog the way he fucked you stupid.

"What's my name?" He was ordering you to answer him, slapping your ass again with impatience. His chest was heaving under you, his dark hair sticking to the sweat building up on his forehead. "Speak." He could barely speak his damn self the way you felt around him. He was literally slamming you up and down by your neck, you weren't doing anything back. Nevertheless, with your influence he was slowly falling apart.

"Mmm.. Uh..," You didn't know what he wanted to hear. He had too many names he liked, so you just picked one. "Daddy?" You heaved, trying your best to respond through your nasty thoughts.

He furrowed his eyebrows, landing another slap against your now sensitive ass cheek. "Wrong."

You tried again, doing your best to think about his names rather than the feeling of your sensitive nipples grazing his chest. "..Captain?" You guessed, confusion laced in your voice. Mikey was getting annoyed, you should know which one he liked the most. How many times had he fucked you now? You always got dumb like this when he was rough, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it. Stripping you of your sense.

Mikey moved his hand off of your neck, admiring the marks he'd left on you. 'so sensitive' He mentally claimed he wasn't even gripping that hard, but you'd probably object.

Before you could ask him what he was doing, Mikey moved both of your arms behind your back and pressed your chest against his. Your heavy breathing right next to his ear as your chin rested on his shoulder. He told you to arch your back and you did as he said, immediately pressing your stomach harder against his abs and arching.

"I'm gonna ask you one more fuckin' time y/n." He warned, his hands still holding your arms criss-crossed behind your back. You barely heard what he said, you were seeing white. Then, just as you were beginning to catch your breath you felt him buck his hips up abruptly, your walls readjusting as he pushed into you as far as he could. "What's." He paused between every thrust, pounding you harder each time. "My. Fucking. Name?"

Everything ached, your back was in the same position since he didn't give you permission to move on your own. You barely had to think this time, you just knew what he wanted to hear, and you felt stupid for not realizing sooner.

"Manjiro, f-fuck, Manjiro." You moaned, finally gaining some sense. "P-please. I wanna move. Lemme fuck you back, baby. I'll be good." You were begging. Of course you were. This position was solely pleasing him, you were just aching for more. You couldn't touch him, you couldn't fuck him. He was doing all the work, putting everything he had into you. Literally.

Mikey smiled at hearing his name coming from your wet lips. "Aw, look at you. You remembered my name, huh? Good job, baby." He praised, sarcastically. "You think that's worth rewarding? It only took you three tries, right?"

You gasped as your eyes rolled back, astounded at his ability to somehow fuck you harder. The seat was shaking, the car was rocking, your phones were on the floor. Thank god the windows were tinted at least because Mikey wouldn't have cared if anyone could see. He would've smiled and rolled it down, turning your face to the on lookers to say "hi".

"I think you should try a little harder." He proposed, a familiar coil beginning to form in his abdomen. Your drool had gone from his shoulder to his back and some of his bicep. It was hot. How much longer could you keep this up? Pushing him to the edge without even knowing it? "You want more, right? Beg for it then."

You licked your lips and kissed against his shoulder lovingly, even though he was balls deep ramming in and out of you. "P-please let me fuck you Manjro. I'll do anything." You begged, shamelessly. For him, you'd beg any day. "Please? I wanna h-help you cum."

Mikey grinned and loosened his grip on your arms, letting you sit up right and grip his shoulders eagerly. "Good girl." He praised, holding your waist tight as you arched your back again and moved your ass up and down to ride him. Your grip tightened around his dick from the more comfortable position, your clit rubbing against him the harder you slammed your ass down.

He moaned lowly in satisfaction, kneading at your love handles in concentration. He could feel it coming, he was close. You on the other hand had already came twice. The first time being when he forced you down by your neck and the second time being when your hands were held behind your back. You definitely had one more in you though and you were doing your best to reach it. Begging your overstimulated body not to give in to fatigue.

"Fuck." He looked down at his dick as it disappeared inside of you, slipping out with a thick white coat from your excitement. "You always cream on it so easy, baby." He praised, holding his other noises in his throat.

"Fuck, I'm close. Manji, I'm-- fuck." You could feel it, it was right there. Just a little more. You pushed into him again and again, using all of your strength to slide back up to the swollen, pink tip. Thrust after thrust, you were so caught up in your own motives you couldn't hear him begging you to stop. Telling you it was too much, too deep, too tight. These were words you've never heard him say before, you should've been in shock but you didn't even care. You were too focused on chasing that warm feeling of release, it was so close you were literally drooling over it.

"Y/n, I cant- I'm- It's-," Before he could finish his attempt of a sentence you interrupted him with such a sound that made his stomach flip in awe. He looked down to see a new stream of white overlapping his veiny, dick. Your walls tightened around him but you kept your pace, in fact it somehow got messier and faster as you cursed under your breath, digging your nails into his skin. Your eyes rolled back and your thighs burned as you felt his cum fill you up, adding onto what was already drenching his dick. You let out shaky breaths in exhaustion, both of your hips not being able to stop as you rode out your high like two wild animals.

It was amazing, but once you both calmed down you were too exhausted to get up. Mikey could've moved you off of him easily but he didn't want your warmth to leave his body yet. So you both sat there, calming your breathing and smiling at your synced timing of finishing. It was definitely something to celebrate, you two should sleep in tomorrow or something.

You were the first to speak. "For the record, I knew you'd win." Mikey looked at you, seeing through your obvious lies.

"Liar." He said, confidently.

"I'm not lying!" Yes you were. "It was apart of the plan. I was getting you motivated." No it wasn't and no you weren't. What were you still going for? Round 4? Shut up.

"Yeah, yeah, tell it to my dick." He said, slightly moving his hips in a circle, earning a low moan from you along with a slap on his arm.

"Chill out." You were too tired for his antics. He chuckled and helped you move off his lap, reaching for his blunt as he put his dick back in his pants and readjusted his seat to drive.

You put back on your sweater and panties, not finding the need to put your skirt back on immediately. Meanwhile, Mikey put the car in drive and placed his hand back back on it's usual spot, your thigh.

You went straight to your phone, checking on Emma to see if she was okay. You could only imagine what Draken might've done to her, she already seemed so tired. Then, just as you were getting to her contacts, Mikey spoke.

"Oh yeah." He said, stopping at a red light as he exhaled his smoke. "You still wanna go to the store?"

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