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bedoballoons · 6 months

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Hi! How are you?

This is my first request on this blog so it’s nice to talk to you! I was wondering if I could request Childe and maybe Kaeya (you can add anyone else you deem as fit for the role if you want to) with fem!reader where reader is sad and character does the dirty sad little sushi roll thing…If that’s okay!

Feel free to decline this! And have some flowers for your time 💐

Thank you lovely!

I'm doing well thank you, hope you are too! You called me lovely oh my gosh >////< Welcome to my blog cutie! I won't lie I had to Google this so I hope I got it right and you enjoy! <3

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~Dirty sushi roll~༺}

CW: NSFW: MDNI! Bottom Fem reader! Rough s*x, overstimulation (Wanderers), orgasm denial (Childes), kinda bondage?, and cream pies! (Pet names: Lyney: My love, baby, Wanderer: Goodgirl, Childe: Beautiful, Kaeya: Goregous, my dear)

Also in case you don't know what a dirty sushi roll is: It's when you wrap up your partner in a blanket like a sushi roll, d*ck them down really good and make them happy by doing so!

(Includes: Lyney, Wanderer, Childe, and Kaeya!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

You gasped quietly into Lyneys kiss, feeling your sadness fade with every touch, every soft moan that escaped your lips as he sunk deeper into your cunt, making you forget the reason for your downcast mood so quickly. The blanket wrapped around you made it even better, heat surrounding your body inside and out, comforting you while also making your legs quiver.

"Feeling better my love~" Lyneys warm breath caressed your ear and it sent chills down your spine, your tight walls clenching around him so perfectly. "Y-yesss nnhh-hh!" He intentionally thrusted into your wet heat as you spoke, delighting in the way you threw your head back with glazed over eyes, so goregous for him.

"Mmm good~" His hands wandered down your silky legs, forcing them forward so he could go deeper inside you. His groans growing louder with every snap of his hips in yours, your pussy sucking him in everytime he almost slipped out...this may have been to help you feel better, but he enjoyed it just as much.

"L-l-lyney! Gonna nhgh! Gonna cum!"

"Me too baby, finish with me~"

You clenched the blanket in your fingers, making eye contact with him as his name escaped you over and over. He gave one more harsh thrust into you, causing waves of lust to was over you, muddling your mind while strings of sticky hot cum shot deep inside your womb...in such large amounts that it dribbled down your fluttering cunt onto the blanket.

"Cuddles my l-love?"

"M-mhm!"

𑁍༄Wanderer:

Wanderers hands gripped the couch on either side of your head, keeping him steady as his dick plunged into your drooling cunny with no remorse. He'd keep going until that sad look in your eyes was all but gone, till the only emotion written on your face was that blushy doe like lust that made him want to ravage you all over again, "How's my good girl doing~"

You cried out a moan in response, your mind was barely able to come up with words as your body grew hotter with every second, pussy aching to finish once more and soak the blanket wrapped around you, "B-better! Cu-mmminh! Nhhh-gh!"

He smirked, keeping up his pace as your love splashed around him, dripping down the base of his cock,...this was going to be fun, "Better isn't good enough~"

"Ahhnh! W-wanderer! S-to much!"

"You like it when it's to much~" He leaned in close, sinking his tongue into your hot mouth as his hips thrusted into you faster, "Mmm you always taste so good~"

𑁍༄Childe:

"Awe beautiful, why the whimpering? Don't you like being wrapped up all cozy and full of me?" Childe chuckled teasingly, listening to your pleas for him to let you finish like they were his favourite song. He would've too, but he was just so entranced by the way your drenched pussy fluttered around nothing needily everytime he pulled out of you, the way his hot white cum had begun to mix with your wetness and make stringy line from his tip to you.

"W-wanna finish! P-please mnhnhh-hhah! P-p-leanse!"

He slowly ran his hot fingers along your clit, internally deciding if you'd had enough yet while you moaned loudly, "Hmm, but we are having so much fun...maybe if you moan real nice and loud for me I'll give you what you want, and I mean scream my name loud~"

You gasped under your breath, feeling him softly rub himself against your entrance, prodding you to give a answer...he was making you feel better after all..."S-someone could h-hear-"

"And? Come on beautiful, please~"

𑁍༄Kaeya:

Kaeyas mouth felt hot against your neck, his lips leaving prints on your soft skin as he adorned it with perfect marks, if only he could relieve your sadness the second it appeared...but then he wouldn't be able to wrap you up like this. Watching your sweet little face get more relieved with every movement he made in your heat, listening to your melodic moans while his length stroked your tight walls, already slick with his pre-cum.

"How are you feeling goregous? Is my love helping~"

You squirmed inside the blanket, wanting to grab his hair and pull him into a deep kiss, move your hips in time with his for that perfect rhythm, but the comfort of the blanket also felt nice after the tough day you'd experienced, "Nhghh, i-is good. T-thannk you~"

"Any time my dear~"

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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makeyoumine69 · 10 months

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Hi! I wish you further growth and inspiration!

My choice is pussy eating and sex toys.

Good luck! 💦💦💦

Fever

— PAIRING: Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

— SUMMARY: You love going out and having dinner with Patrick, but not when his friends come along, they always make you feel so uncomfortable and insecure. Good thing he has his own ways of reassuring you, right?

— CONTAINS: Smut, established relationship, sex toys, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex (p in v), Daddy kink, Praise kink, Degradation kink, pet names, a lot of cum, nipple play, choking, biting, slight dacryphilia, humiliation, dirty talk, Patrick being a manipulative dickhead.

— WORDS: 3.2k

— SONG REC: Babydoll x the Perfect Girl

— A/N: This day finally came, and I finished my first writing challenge, which I started to celebrate my 200 followers! Thank you so much, guys, for standing by my side. I love you and I hope you like it!🖤

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Dorsia, just the mention of the name of that establishment was enough to make Batman frown and clench his jaw in annoyance. Nonetheless, that was the exact place you and him wanted to spend that evening, and when you finally took your seats at the best table in Dorsia, Patrick's face was like a wax statue, it was impossible to read any of his emotions.

Tim, Craig, David and their bimbos couldn’t stop rumbling even for one second and that actually annoyed Bateman, but on the other hand he used it as an opportunity to whisper filthy things right into your ear, taking advantage of the fact that no one else was paying attention due to the ruckus.

“Did my good girl do her homework while I was away?” He nuzzled against your neck, and you fidgeted on your chair uncomfortably, feeling embarrassed. “I can’t wait until we get alone.”

“I bet you do.” You reply shortly, without breaking eye contact with him.

Pleased, Patrick leaned on the chair back, his sly smile speaking for itself. Sneakily, he placed his palm on your knee to play with the hem of your cocktail dress, only to tease you and induce you to try closing your legs. With a muffled gasp, you caught his dexterous hand just at the moment everyone looked at both of you.

"So, Bateman. How was your business trip?" Craig asked with a cheeky grin. "Did you enjoy LA? I hear the chicks there are pretty hot."

The men started laughing together as if they shared the same brain cell, and you used that moment to brush Patrick's palm away, which actually made him a little upset, so he paused and coughed a little.

"McDermott, you can go to LA and see everything with your own eyes!" Patrick scoffed and took a sip of his drink. "I don't want to give any spoilers."

Sighing, you pulled yourself together as you repeated to yourself over and over again that you wouldn't let their childish behavior get under your skin. The girls — models, supposedly — looked at each other in frustration, but neither Bateman nor his colleagues seemed to care.

"God, Bateman! Now I'm intrigued!" McDermott chuckled before lighting his cigarette.

With a mischievous smirk, Patrick hugged your shoulders when he saw a glimpse of sadness in your beautiful, big eyes, and you couldn't help but smile timidly at David's comment:

"Look at them, just two lovebirds."

"Oh, shut up," Bateman blurted out jokingly. "Being jealous isn't a good thing."

Van Patten rolled his eyes at Patrick's remark, but immediately lost interest when the girl next to him leaned down to his neck and whispered something.

"Patrick?" You called his name so softly that it elicited a muffled gasp from his broad chest.

"Yes, dear?" He replied, looking at you lovingly and moving even closer so that you could whisper in his ear.

"When are we going home?"

"Do you want to go?" He 'accidentally' touched your cheek with his perfectly shaped nose, making your heart skip a beat.

"No, I was just asking."

"It's not a problem, honey." Bateman leaned even closer to kiss the area behind your ear. "Besides. I'm starving."

"But we just ate." You almost squealed when he discreetly pinched your thigh under the table, his dark grin sending shivers down your spine as you glanced at him.

“You know what I mean, babydoll.” He crooned in a low voice, not giving a fuck about how attentively his coworkers were looking at both of you.

“I–” You wanted to talk back to him, but he suddenly cut you off, standing up and removing the napkin from his knees.

“Gentlemen, sorry, but we have to go.”

“So soon? What happened, Bateman?” Craig tried to sound sassy, but when he didn’t get any attention, his face went plain.

“Don’t worry, McDermott. We will get back to our conversation one day.” Patrick winked at him and offered you a hand, expecting you to take it. When you did, he pressed a brief kiss on the back of your hand.

Tim whistled at the sight and you ignored him, but you couldn't stop Patrick from shamelessly grabbing your ass as you two were leaving.

“Have fun, Bateman. But don’t make your neighbors call the cops.” Bryce added, making everyone laugh. Frowning, you looked at Patrick, expecting him to say something that would calm his coworkers down.

“I’ll call them if you don’t return those porn videotapes I gave you last week.” Bateman crooned with a cheeky smile and after that, he led you to the exit, so you could only catch a glimpse of Timothy’s blank face before you eventually left Dorsia.

In the taxi you both remained silent. You couldn't help but feel a little offended by the way his colleagues behaved, and the thing you hated the most was that you knew that if you told Patrick about it, he would just shrug it off and say that there was nothing special about it.

"Honey?" Bateman suddenly interrupted your train of thoughts with his playful voice, as if he could read your mind. Sometimes it was even scary how perfectly he could sense your mood.

"You have terrible friends, you know that?" You replied, disregarding his flirtatious tone.

With a cocky chuckle, he wrapped his hand around your shoulder when he saw you crossing your arms defensively over your chest.

"Well, I know they're not the greatest people..." He paused, wondering what to say to cheer you up.

"And I don't like it when you treat me like I'm one of those stupid bimbos," you finally turned to him and pushed his hand away harshly. "How many times do I have to explain this to you and—"

His tight grip on your throat made you choke for air, and you nearly shrieked at his unexpected roughness.

"I think you've forgotten who's in charge here, little girl." Patrick growled into your ear, and you thanked God that the partition in the taxi was closed. "How many times have I told you I don't like this kind of attitude?"

Closing your eyes, you whimpered from lack of oxygen and tried to say something, but he didn't even give you the chance to do it as he covered your mouth with his greedy one. Bateman reveled in all your muffled, pitiful sounds, kissing you hard while his other hand slipped under your dress to possessively get a handful of your soaked pussy. Damn it! Instead of being scared, you were so fucking aroused and that only made the whole situation worse, because after Patrick let go of you, he sneered in the most arrogant way and brought his long fingers, coated in your flavor, to his lips to taste it.

"Don't ever compare yourself to those bitches," he reminded you, fixing the hem of your dress and gently stroking your leg; his face softened as he let out a disappointed sigh. "After all, I missed you so much, (y/n). And I thought you missed me, too."

"I missed you, I really did!" You panicked a little. Patrick was such a master of manipulation, a few moments ago you had accused him and his friends of having bad manners, and now you felt guilty about making that scene.

"So why did we have this shitty conversation about my colleagues and their whores instead of talking about us?" Patrick replied in a challenging tone, his big palm was still on your knee, but this time you didn't dare to brush it away.

"Because it makes me sad!" You blurted out and looked at him, now staring at the scenery through the taxi window.

"Fine, I won't take you to dinners like these anymore." His annoyed voice echoed in your ears, and you couldn't help but feel your heart breaking at his comment. You lowered your head down and cried, barely audible, but somehow Bateman immediately noticed.

"Are you crying, (y/n)? Seriously?"

"Patrick, maybe I should go home? I don't feel well and I don't want to disappoint you with—"

"Enough of this bullshit, okay?" He suddenly pressed you against his chest, letting you hug him around his waist. "I'm not letting you go, not now, not ever."

Where was your good mood and that sparkle that set your body on fire when you were in the restaurant? God, you hated yourself for acting like that, but his friends — those stupid yuppies — always made you sick to the stomach, but this time you really had lost your patience. And even though you calmed down now and hid your face in the crook of Patrick's neck, the tension between the two of you was still in the air, and you didn't really know what to expect when you arrived at his place.

After almost an hour, you were sitting on his big bed, completely naked and still shivering — you could still feel his touch on your most sensitive spots as Bateman had just washed you in the bathtub, rubbing and massaging you everywhere.

When you heard a soft click of the bedroom door, you raised your eyes to see him coming in, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a cigar in the other, his red tie loosened and some of the top buttons undone.

"How do you feel, babydoll?" Patrick asked you teasingly, shaking the glass in his hand and leaning against the door.

You swallowed hard when his super dark eyes glided over your exposed curves, and you had to hold back your rapid breathing, because you were so damn excited. " Much better, thank you."

Bateman let out a low chuckle before placing his drink on the shelf and coming a little closer to you, puffing on his cigar.

"Good," he smiled and blew a few rings of smoke. "Now show Daddy how you learned to use my gift."

His words forced the blood in your veins to curse faster, making your skin burn from the inside out. With a loud gasp, you lay on the bed, leaning on your elbows and spreading your legs wide, so he could see your succulent pussy.

As soon as you did so, Bateman clenched his chiseled jaw and almost bit down on the cigar, but he kept watching your little hand slide between your thighs, and when it reached your soaped slit, he couldn't help but growl — he'd been rock hard all this time, but now it was getting really painful.

"P-Patrick, I'm scared..." you whimpered abruptly, taking the pink silicone dildo — the one that has been laying beside you on the bed — and rubbing it along your taut lower lips to lubricate it. "It's so embarrassing."

"Oh, I know, honey. I know," he purred in his usual seductive voice, and unbuttoned his blue shirt. "But you don't have to be embarrassed. Trust me, baby, Daddy knows what's best for you."

Damn, that was too much.

Gulping and closing your eyes, you threw your head back and tried to let it go, placing the dildo at your dripping entrance, and the next second you cried out from the feeling of fullness as you pushed it deep into your womb.

"Such a good girl."

"D-Daddy!" You let out a high-pitched wail, focusing on his raspy voice as you were too embarrassed to open your eyes.

"Go on," Bateman exhaled sharply, putting the cigar in the ashtray, and then he unzipped his pants, his hot flesh literally pulsating. "You make Daddy so proud."

"Mhhm," his words made you arch your back, and you began to pump yourself with the sex toy, sensing a tight knot forming in your lower abdomen. "Pat-Patrick, please… talk to me!"

He didn't answer at first as he continued to undress, slowly stroking his engorged cock. "Ahhh, this is so fucking sweet," Patrick grunted, smearing his pre-cum around his swollen tip. "Can't do anything without my guidance, am I right, my babydoll?"

"Awww—yes," you gasped, your legs already shaking. "N-need you, Daddy! Need you so much…!"

At that moment, you didn't care about anything in the world, just the buzzing feeling in your core. There was only one person who could give you that vital release you needed so desperately, and you were more than ready to beg him if he asked you to.

"You know what," Bateman murmured as he finally undressed and joined you on the bed, and when you felt his big palm on your hip, you thought you were going to combust, but he gently stroked your cheek, soothing you a little, whispering: "Shh, my little one. Not yet."

You literally writhed on the sheets like a trapped kitten, afraid to breathe, afraid to say anything that would ruin this moment.

"Patrick..."

"Yes, dear... I'm here," he covered your hand with his bigger one, pushing the dildo even deeper, making you scream. "That's it, that's how you do it!"

"Awww, oh my GOD!" you tried to close your legs as the friction became too intense and Bateman just snickered at your pathetic attempt to stop him, so he just grabbed your throat and yanked it a little against the bed. "D-Daddy, it hurts!"

"Oh yeah?" Patrick couldn't hide his excitement when he saw your eyes watering, but his inner beast craved more. "I really wanted to be nice to you today, but you made me change my mind."

"Ahhh!" You clawed at his hand, which was choking you hard, but this man was too strong. "I'm... I'm s-sorry! I'M SO SORRY!"

The way he shoved the dildo into your bruised cunt was so fucking brutal that for one second you blacked out as the apex of it hit your cervix pretty brutally.

When you opened your eyes and yours met his, all you could see was lust mixed with rage. Huffing, Bateman suddenly moved down to your face to nip at your lips, then suck them and lick your cheekbone as he relished having such control over you. With a devilish grin, he continued to squeeze your neck, forcing you to fuck yourself with the dildo that was now completely covered in your juices.

"Do you hear that sound?" He taunted you, hovering over you and pressing you down with his massive muscles. "You're dripping like a fucking waterfall! So don't try to pretend you're not enjoying it, slut!"

"I'm going to explode!" Was all you could manage to scream as your whole body tensed like a spring.

"Awww, you're going to cum from fucking yourself with a cheesy sex toy, what a pathetic little whore!" Patrick almost barked these words in your face, but then he suddenly released your neck and went down to your collarbone, leaving wet, red marks here and there. "Keep going and don't you dare stop!"

Your eyes rolled back in your head when his wet tongue began to play with your swollen nipples, not to mention when he took one of them into his mouth and sucked it so eagerly that you cried out in pain. Trembling, you let him use your hand to set the pace, your inner walls aching every time the dildo brushed hard against them.

When Bateman noticed that your little frame was quivering too much, he quickly slipped down between your legs to suck on your clit and holy shit, he was so good at it, he definitely knew what he was doing.

"I—mhm, I'm gonna cum… Daddy, p-pleaseeee!" You were no longer moaning — at this point you were literally screaming, and your throat was burning, but that only spurred him on to eat you more fiercely.

"Mmmm, I've been thinking about tasting this pussy," he tugged on your sensitive bud before swirling his tongue around it. "For so fucking long."

Another deep thrust, followed by his merciless lapping at your oversensitive cunt, made your orgasm wash over you like a huge ocean wave. Shaking, your half-opened mouth froze in a silent cry as all your insides spasmed too intensely, and this sensation lasted so long that you almost fainted.

"Jesus, what a dirty girl you are," Patrick chuckled after he pulled away from your pussy and removed the dildo, his face covered in your wetness, it was literally running down his chin. "Look at that, you fucking cummed all over my face!" He forced you to look at him, and your dazed glance coaxed a loud chuckle from him. "You think I'm done with you?"

"I..." You tried desperately to pull yourself together, but the overstimulation hit you so hard that your brain refused to function at all.

"Yes, I'm talking to you!"

"Aww, w-wait!" You wailed loudly as he grasped your head and forced you closer to the edge of the bed. "Daddy!"

"Don't you 'Daddy' me," his ominous intonation was kinda scary, but you had no choice but to submit. "Don't worry, honey... I'm just going to play with your mouth a little..."

With a quick thrust, he pushed himself into your mouth, since you didn't really have any power to protest. Although it would have been pointless to do it anyway. You expected him to face fuck you really hard, but instead Bateman gently took your chin for support as his hips began to move faster, petting your head each time his red, swollen tip hit your throat.

"Arghh, your mouth feels so good, I missed that."

Patrick stroked your cheek almost lovingly, ignoring the way that you were almost gagging on his thick cock, savoring his cum and keeping eye contact with him. Grunting, he didn't last long as he collapsed into your mouth, rolling his hips and spilling his sticky liquid deep down your throat, and you didn't make any pathetic sounds, no whimpering or sobbing — you just took what he gave you. With your eyes closed, you drank him dry and heard him murmur:

"For now, I forgive you."

Slowly, Bateman pulled out from your abused mouth, leaving a trail of his cum and letting a few drops fall on your breasts.

"Clean them," he pointed at your tits, pumping his still hard cock and watching you catch the drops of his cum with your fingers. "Now get on your knees and spread your legs wide."

Whimpering, you obeyed and Patrick didn't waste any time, positioning himself behind you and wrapping his strong hands around your waist.

"Ahhh, Patrick..."

"Shush," he cut you off, rubbing his creamy cock between your ass cheeks. "I'm not going to fuck you in the ass, even though you really deserve it."

He rammed into your aching pussy without any mercy, stretching you even more from the inside and making you cry, your hands helplessly creasing the sheets beneath you.

"IT HURTS! AW!" You squealed as he pinned you down, forcing you to lie on your stomach as he trapped you under his massive body, relentlessly drilling your little hole.

"What? My dick is way bigger than that dildo, huh?" Bateman mocked you shamelessly, the slapping sound your bodies made was like music to his ears. "Ohh, what a poor little girl… mmhhm… I promise you… by the end of this night you will be so fucking full of my cum — that it will pour out, but I won’t stop… even if you beg me to!"

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sanhwaism · 5 months

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MR. JEALOUSY | C. S.

pairing ⟡ bf .ᐟ choi san x gn .ᐟ reader x bestie .ᐟ wooyoung

synopsis ⟡ what was once supposed to be a date just between you and san, turns into a trio-trip with a familiar and hungry companion. the problem is that san wants your eyes on him and only him, how dare you play with his heart like that and make him feel jealous?

genre ⟡ established relationship, fluff, slight comedy of course because wooyoung is here ^-^ woosan silly bickering (giggles yes thats a genre!)

warnings ⟡ mentions of food, pet names, wooyoung lets out a curse oopsies, san is acting all jealous and sulky so i'm warning you!! don't let the cuteness aggression get to you!!

w.c ⟡ 1.6k

author's note ⟡ why lie i finished this in class and i was trying SO hard not to giggle imagining woosan being their usual silly selves and bickering with each other (lovingly!) this cutieful idea was requested by @minghaoslatina so i really hope you'll enjoy it!!

san is starting to regret some life decisions the more he walks beside you, holding your hand while your head is turned towards wooyoung. and before he can even try to get your attention, you laugh at his best friend's choice of words. probably a silly joke of his.

it's not that he doesn't enjoy the state you're in — all giddy and relaxed, visibly comfortable with wooyoung's company here — it's just that his dear, close friend seems to have forgotten about... well, for the lack of a better word, sharing you with him, at least. this was supposed to be a date just between you and san, but take a wild guess who decided to join, whining about how hungry he is. san couldn't refuse, not when you turned around to look at him all hopeful and excited for this little trip and not when wooyoung suggested a very nice restaurant that he wants to go to, but not just by himself. how could san refuse if you want his best friend to join this time? and obviously because food was mentioned, (delicious steak, to be more precise) his interest was piqued instantly.

and that's how he found himself on the rather crowded streets of seoul at night, accompanied by the one and only for dinner. the scenery is eye catching, soft and warm lighting surrounding all three of you as you stroll through the city until the destination is reached. it's always the same atmosphere when this trio gets together: full of laughter and affection, goofing around or reminiscing about different topics. throughout the years you have been getting close to wooyoung mainly because of san, and thanks to your boyfriend you consider woo one of your closest friends now. not to forget how eager he was to meet you after san told him about you, pouring all of his feelings into that conversation and talking about how you make him feel. his best friend was so happy for him and kept teasing him about how he finally managed to get over the 'shy, talking' stage. once you two met, wooyoung's friendly and open nature made you feel at ease and you immediately understood why everyone adores him.

truth be told, san is barely listening to whatever wooyoung is saying or doing to make you laugh this much, his undivided attention being on you. how beautiful you look. what you have done with your hair, how you accidentally matched outfits with him but you're not aware of it — because if you were, you would've pointed it out — which san finds very cute. you're wearing a jacket that matches his and which hugs your body just right, and the color of your comfy scarf surrounding your neck just accentuates your pretty, sparkly eyes. and suddenly he realizes how much he wants those eyes to look at him. why aren't you looking at him?

"jagiyaaa," you hear your boyfriend's pleading tone and immediately focus your attention on him, still giggling while wooyoung does the same next to you. he lightly shakes your hand in his with the smallest pout possible, trying not to appear affected. "don't forget the love of your life, will you?"

his dramatic reaction makes wooyoung burst out laughing once again as he covers his mouth with a hand.

"this guy! ah, really... he's so annoying!" he complains, clearly amused with san.

on your other side, san keeps pouting at you and doesn't break the intense eye contact. you try so hard to stop yourself from grabbing his face and squish his soft cheeks. is he jealous?

the thought evokes a soft giggle out of you. all of the sudden you feel like teasing your boyfriend a bit, just because he looks so cute all sulky like this.

"how can i simply just forget about the love of my life, hm? of course not," to san's utter shock, you turn your head again to his best friend. "right wooyoung?"

hearing san's loud gasp, you try your best not to laugh while wooyoung smirks all knowingly and shakes his head in approval, quick in figuring out your 'teasing san' game and mastering it with no difficulty. he's a pro when it comes to poking fun at his best friend.

"mhm, exactly, that's meeeee~" cutely giggling to himself he drops an arm over your shoulders, giving you an affectionate side hug as his cheek rubs against the soft material of your scarf like an adorable cat.

this game actually ends faster than you would've thought.

"ya."

you hear san's grave and more serious tone, then a familiar pair of hands touch your waist. you can't even blink once and you're already being held hostage in san's strong arms that wrapped around you tightly, keeping you close to his chest.

"this isn't funny." he talks in pout, his squinted eyes shooting daggers at the man who's snickering behind you. frowning, san bites his lower lip and slowly blinks at him, a habit of his when he's annoyed. "ya, stop laughing. you're the annoying one here."

wooyoung pauses laughing and gives san a dumbfounded stare, eyes widening. "eh? how am i the annoying one? what did i do?"

"don't forget you are the one joining me and y/n for our date."

wooyoung huffs and immediately fires back. "oh really? then i can pay for the food with my own money and sit at another table, thank you very much mr. jealousy."

"that's not what–"

you intervene to put an end to their familiar bickering, which you're used to and often find entertaining. but this time you're aware that you caused it in the first place. guilt washes over you.

"okay, okay, enough you two." you sigh and look up at san. he immediately notices your gaze on him so he lowers his head, eyes softening at the sight of you. even if he wants to be upset, it's impossible for him to stay mad for more than one minute. he loves you too much. and even if he is aware that the relationship between you and wooyoung is purely platonic and his best friend is your best friend as well, he can't help but sulk and feel jealous.

though he won't admit that out loud. not with wooyoung as a witness, at least. it's embarrassing.

"look, i'm sorry baby, i started this," you apologize with a soft, honest voice while caressing the sides of his exposed neck with your hands. "now let's go, i'm starving!"

you hear wooyoung letting out a loud, dramatic sigh, relieved that someone finally understands the main problem here: that you guys are still not inside the restaurant, eating. his stomach is growling at this point.

yet san doesn't move an inch once you make two steps forward, trying to pull him after you. confused, you turn around and when your gaze falls on his puckered lips, a small laugh escapes your own.

"sannieee, come on," he pouts even harder, messing with your poor fragile heart. "honey, i told you that i am sorry. what else do–"

"kiss."

"kiss?"

"oh absolutely not. nuh-uh." wooyoung is quick to disagree, his nose scrunched with revulsion. san steals a glance at him, trying to think of a savage comeback. all of the sudden his pout turns into a menacing smirk.

"why not? you knew you were going to third wheel this whole time yet you still decided to self invite."

"ya! what's wrong with you?" the attacked man laughs at him. "i just said i don't wanna go by myself, that's boring you idiot. i also can't take you seriously with this face expression you have. am i supposed to be scared of you or..."

the more they bicker with each other, the more braincells you feel like losing, so letting out an exasperated sound you manage to grab both of the five years olds' attention.

"oh my god, you guys! just... san. my love, my dear, tell me, what kind of kiss?"

your boyfriend stays silent while slightly turning his head to the side.

"cheek." he talks in pout again, shyly looking away.

"i can't fucking believe you." you hear wooyoung as you move swiftly closer to san. you want nothing more but to stop his sulking as soon as possible and to finally go to that restaurant. the moment your lips press against his cheek and kiss it lovingly, you can feel the famous dimple making an appearance.

"there!" giggling, you pull away as san hums, definitely satisfied. his cheeks are now flushed red and you fight the urge to kiss his other cheek. "is that enough?"

"hmm..."

"don't you dare." wooyoung groans, letting his head fall back. his patience is running thin and he is so close to committing a murder soon.

"am i the love of your life?"

you chuckle and nod your head. "yes, san, you are the love of my life. that's you." he can sense the seriousness in your voice and it soothes him. it feels so nice to hear it from you. the way you say it melts him as he feels his heart almost jumping out of his chest. all he manages to do is let out the most endearing giggle as he interlocks fingers with you and pulls you in close. you three start walking again after what feels like decades. neither you or san noticed that wooyoung took some pictures of you being all lovey dovey a minute ago.

"you two are so cute i might puke and my stomach is literally empty."

you laugh as san rolls his eyes at his friend, amused. "shut up."

wooyoung throws a playful wink in his direction.

"i love you too, jagiya~"

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violetrainbow412-blog · 4 months

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Tango in the Sky [W. W]

Willy Wonka x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

[Timothée masterlist]

note: LISTEN, first of all I want to say a huge apology because I was literally stuck on this. I had like two weeks with the document started and I just didn't know how to do it, so I'm sorry if this is horrible. I think the problem was that I wanted to make everything the same as the movie and aaagh, I don't know. I know you wanted a kiss but I also had a hard time writing that because they barely know each other haha 😫

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“Have you done this before?” you asked, gently petting the snout of the giraffe in front of you. Willy was downstairs, milking her so he could get the milk needed for her chocolates.

Noodle was supposed to have helped him that day, but the poor thing had caught a cold and you had been the lucky one (not really) to be driving the delivery cart. Although it had been a drastic change of plans, you had to adjust to it.

"Once. In Africa. Magnificent beast”

“Was she wild?”

“Wild? She was absolutely furious! But once my hands warmed up, I think she kind of liked it” Willy responded and then you giggled.

It was nice to have his company, that most eccentric guy who had come to rock everyone's world at the laundry.

“The way you left your coat makes it look like a person,” you pointed out, looking down at the coat rack on which he had left the red piece.

“Huh? It's true,” said the boy, smiling. Willy got up from his seat, humming a song, and then approached the structure taking a few steps and turns that ended in a mocking bow. “May I have this piece?”

You were watching his occurrence from above and when he started dancing you couldn't contain your laughter. He even started singing, showing you that he had a really beautiful voice.

"You like dancing?"

“I love it, actually,” he confessed. He had already put his coat and hat back on. “Especially when my partner is human.”

How curious, you were a human. And now that you had seen him dance, you were sure that you could become that dance partner he needed.

You started to go down the stairs, trying to ignore the vertigo that doing so gave you, and when you were two steps from the floor one of your feet slipped. You screamed as you fell, but you were lucky that he reacted quickly, managing to stop the impact by holding you by the back.

"My God…"

“It was close, right?” he laughed, still sounding agitated. “You have to be careful.”

You only managed to nod your head, slightly embarrassed, and then he helped you to step completely onto the floor. He was smiling, he always did, as if his cheeks were made to handle that.

“Do we have what we need?”

“We have it, my dear lady,” he replied, showing you the metal can that was filled with milk. At least something positive had come out of it all. “So it's time to go.”

“Thank you, Abigail!” You exclaimed towards the giraffe. She shook her head as if she really understood and the two of you got out of there.

It was cold outside and you felt strange seeing the zoo so desolate, although at the same time you were happy. Before the arrival of the chocolatier you could barely leave the laundry and now in a single day you had done wonderful things.

"No way…"

"What?"

“Have you ever flown?” He said with enthusiasm reflected in his bright eyes. You, as was logical, immediately denied, “Do you want to do it?”

"What?" you repeated, this time more acute and convinced it was a joke.

"It will be fun! Come on, trust me” he murmured and without giving you time to respond he took your hand to start running on the snowy road.

You were learning that you had to be careful with these occurrences and you had a feeling that this would not be the exception. You understood what his idea was the moment the bunch of balloons entered your field of vision and when you tried to react, he had already taken them with his free hand.

“It's not what… no, no, Willy…” you tried to stop him, but he wouldn't let you.

You ran out of pure inertia, knowing that if you slowed down you would probably trip and everything would turn out horribly. You were heading towards the lake and you closed your eyes as you imagined your destination, but it was nothing like you expected because the tips of your light feet barely touched the edge of the water. A second later you were already lifted into the air and then you clung to him with all the strength that existed in your body. You didn't even want to breathe for fear of falling and he noticed it.

"Open your eyes! You miss the show” the boy laughed, as if flying at night was the most normal thing in the world.

You ignored him and continued hugging him while the wind hit your face and ruffled your hair. You thanked God when your feet finally touched a firm surface, thinking it was the floor, but when you opened your eyes you noticed a glass floor illuminated from below: the panic returned when you realized that it was not a floor, but a ceiling.

“Willy, we're going to fall and die…” you half-screamed, launching yourself into his arms again. He was still holding his bunch of balloons and looked as cheerful as at the beginning.

“Nothing is going to happen to us. It's like walking on a tightrope."

“I have never walked a tightrope!” you replied fearfully. He let go of you and started to walk you away from him, slowly, and then he saw the terror in your eyes.

“If you've never walked a tightrope then it'll just be like dancing, okay?” he smiled, while he took your hand without getting rid of your means of transportation yet. “Do you know how to dance?”

Of course you knew how to do it, but this wasn't exactly what you were expecting when you wanted him to ask you.

“Look, just take one step forward,” he continued, pulling you towards him and moving in the opposite direction. “One back, one forward, two back…”

The boy hummed the instructions kindly and you tried to look him in the eyes just to avoid noticing how many meters high you were. After a couple of sequences you had begun to relax, but when he suddenly placed the balloons in your hand and let you go, you let out a little scream again.

Thanks to his help you did a couple of turns in the air and then he held you again, by his waist, until you were right in front of him.

“Don't let go of me” you asked in a whisper and Willy promised that he wouldn't.

Under that commitment you continued dancing to the rhythm that your friend set and little by little you were feeling more excited about what was happening. You had literally flown through the air and now you were on the damn roof of the gourmet galleries dancing with the most handsome chocolatier you knew; How likely was it at the beginning of the day? None, in short, so it was a pleasant surprise.

Willy guided you to the top of the dome that adorned the galleries, using the balloons to fly again, and suddenly you two stopped to hold onto the metal rod at the top of it. You were smiling from ear to ear and his hand had ended up on yours, while he also had a happy face.

“Didn't I tell you you'd be fun?”

“You are completely crazy, Mr. Wonka. I mean it in the best way” you sighed sincerely, managing to get a giggle out of him.

The man seemed to love heights, unlike you, and he wasn't about to let the moment between you last so short. So, careful not to let go, he began to bend over himself, taking you with him, until you were left sitting on the glass ceiling.

“Just breathe and take a second to appreciate the view,” he asked you, still holding your hand in an attempt to keep you calm.

If you looked down you could see the interior full of shoppers and if you looked forward you could see the entire city. However, the best view was to the side, right where Willy could be seen closely. Until that moment you noticed that the flamingos seemed to have followed you through the air and were now flying freely.

It was actually nice to be in that position once you had put your absolute terror of heights aside and as if you were suddenly aware of everything, the hand holding yours made you blush. Like this you were silent for a minute, with only the sound of the wind filling your ears.

“You know, Willy?” you started to say, not really looking at him. You were focused on the bright lights of one of the mansions “I haven't felt like this in a long time. It's nice to go out into the world."

Were you happy perhaps? If so, then he had achieved his goal. The truth was that one of the reasons he had done everything he had done was in the hope of making you smile and even with the difficulties that had arisen along the way, he had achieved it.

He was about to respond when the feeling of your lips placing a kiss on his cheek stopped his breathing and stirred his thoughts.

“I only worry about one thing though,” you exclaimed again. He looked at you carefully to listen to what you were going to say to him. “How are we going to get down from here?”

The boy laughed and the hand with which he was still holding the balloons waved in the air. You let out a whimper.

“Did you expect anything else?”

“An emergency staircase or something,” you joked. “But I guess it will be flying.”

If you had thought that going up into the air had been a nightmare, going down to the ground again turned out to be much worse.

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sapphic-serenade · 6 months

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Hiii can I request fyodor, Nikolai and chuuya hcs with a s/o who is extremely sensitive and emotional? Like the slightest things could set them in tears.

"Too Much?"

pairing: Fyodor Dostoyevsky | Nikolai Gogol | Chuuya Nakahara x AFAB!reader plot: Fyodor, Nikolai and Chuuya with an extra sensitive reader word count: 1.2k contains: Established relationships (separate), pet names(gn), orgasm denial, edging, use of toys, fingering(f receiving), spanking, oral(f receiving), dacryphilia if you squint, overstimulation, gentle sex, possessiveness, praise, kisses and hickeys a/n: yayyy first req! any feedback is appreciated 🖤

♥︎ Fyodor ♥︎

Being sensitive and emotional doesn't initially seem like something Fyodor would want in a partner, but when it comes to you...

Oh, he loves it.

He finds comforting you enjoyable. You always seem so content and calm after he helps cheer you up, and knowing that he was able to make you feel that way fills him with pride.

He doesn't mind when you get upset either, mostly just because you don't get emotional over the most important things. It's always a quick fix, so it's not a big deal to him.

Sometimes when he's too busy he can't always be there to comfort you, so you either have to deal with your emotions on your own or simply wait. If, though, you can't find it in you to wait and you bother him long enough, he'll just make you cry even more.

Fyodor loves to edge you and control when you cum.

He might finger you and pull them out right when you're on the brink of an orgasm, or maybe he'll stick a toy inside you and leave you alone for a while, ordering you not to orgasm until he returns.

Nothing gets him harder than being able to hear your distant desperate please and cries for him to come back and fuck you.

Fyodor couldn't tear his eyes away from you, sprawled out on your shared bed as your arousal trickled down your inner thighs and puddled on the bedsheet. You squirmed as his fingers slid in and out of your pussy, and Fyodor watched in satisfaction at how such minimal effort on his end was enough to make you write around in tears. "If you wanted me to be more gentle, then you should have behaved yourself, myshka," he told you as he increased his pace. Your moans and cries grew louder, and you clawed at the sheets as tears spilled from your eyes. Fyodor, however, appeared utterly unfazed, aside from the clear amusement he felt from watching you unravel on his long, thin fingers. "You knew that your actions would have consequences, yes? Then perhaps...you wanted me to punish you? How naughty." He smirked down at you, before removing his fingers from your warm hole and forcing them into your mouth, making you taste your own arousal as you whimpered at the sudden emptiness.

"Were you about to cum, my dear? You poor thing, and so quickly too. But you're going to have to earn it first."

♥︎ Nikolai ♥︎

He thinks it's soooooo cute how sensitive you are! And he LOVES to tease you.

He thinks your frustrated pouts, watery eyes and the way you fold your arms in annoyance is just adorable. He can't help but push all your buttons to see all the little reactions you have.

Nikolai also loves to tease you in the bedroom, but we'll get to that in a second~

He likes goading you into snapping at him, at which he decides a punishment is in order for you, and so...

He lays you over his lap and spanks you. Nikolai is really, really good at slapping your ass, making sure his large, gloved hand makes impact with your body in a way that stings so good.

He'll make you count how many times he's spanked you, and decides himself when enough is enough. If you lose count, then he'll just have to start again, won't he?

He knows when he goes too far though, and when that time comes he'll apologise, reassure you and cuddle you for as long as you need, and then just to make sure you know you're extra important to him, eat you out until your legs won't stop shaking.

You had lost track of the amount of orgasms Nikolai had given you, and you certainly couldn't bring yourself to try and remember right as you were on the edge of one more. His tongue prodded invasively at your cunt, arms tightening around your thighs as they began to shake. "Mm? You gonna cum again for me, doll?" He smirked, licking a clean stripe up your slit and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. You nodded, biting your lip to try and suppress a sob. Nikolai chuckled and wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking it harshly and sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You let out a moan as your body froze, and your partner hummed in satisfaction as you creamed all over his face. As you rode through your high, thighs clamped around his head, he gave them a few reassuring strokes with his fingers, despite his tongue darting in and out of your soaked pussy. You whined loudly at the feeling of overstimulation, but he just pulled away with a devious grin.

"You can give me one more, can't you, sweetheart? C'mon, I know you can. Just one more..."

♥︎ Chuuya ♥︎

Chuuya is a scary man. He yells, he's brash and hot-tempered, and he's violent. But he cannot ever bring himself to treat you in such a way, especially with how you are.

He makes no effort to hide that you're his favourite person in the world. When talking to you, his tone shifts to one much more kind and soothing, and he touches you as gently as one possibly could.

He's a great partner, in short.

...

...bUT-

There's just something about the way you get when you're upset, the way you come to him for comfort, snuggle into his side and reply to him in little hums and sniffs.

It triggers his possessive side, strangely. And when that happens he wants to make you know how much he cares about you and wants you to be happy.

Chuuya is a gentle lover, caressing every inch of your body with the softest touch and kissing everywhere his lips are able to.

His thrusts are slow and sensual, comforting praises spilling from his lips nonstop as he fucks you.

That being said he does leave a lot of hickeys and marks all over your shoulders and neck, just for good measure~

"God, baby, you feel so good," Chuuya groaned, leaning down to press a few open mouthed kisses across your collarbone. Your fingers carded through his hair as you responded in a high-pitched whimper, legs wrapping impossibly tighter around Chuuya's torso. Every thrust of his, he buried himself as deep inside you as he possibly could, hitting your cervix in the most delicious way that only he could do. "So good for me, darlin'," he murmured into the crook of your neck, "I love you so fuckin' much, you know that?" His words only exacerbated your impending orgasm, and when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders he pulled his head back to look into your eyes, wanting to watch your face contort in pleasure as you came. Chuuya thumbed a tear from your cheek, cupping it as you squeezed onto his shoulders. The feeling of your pussy fluttering around his cock made him grunt as he came right after you, the sudden staccato of his thrusts making you gasp and yelp in gratification.

"You feel amazing, babe. Oh, fuck- you always do so well for me, I don't think I could ever get enough of you-"

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aspinyyy · 6 months

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HybridCat!Bachira x Fem!Reader

| All characters are age up!

Sypnosis: Bachira is so clingy and needy asf. He is quite bratty but only does that to get your attention tease you and annoy you. He who loves to be pampered and spoiled to your friendly affection but he sees it romantically. Dw it's smut and fluff :DD practically him being submissive but wild in the bedroom.

♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈♛.・゜゜・༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

Warnings!: Minors do not interact! NSFW, ofc it's smut. overstimulation, obsession implies to reader, reader gets dumb fucked, breeding kink, praise kink, dacryphilia, and honestly it's badly written but it's been fueled by my itching brain so yeah. Pronoun for the reader is you.

[word count: 2.3k]

| thank you my dear beta reader for correcting my horrendous grammar and spellings. And no, I am not deeply sorry for making you have seizures >:D

You let him stay at your house since you never had any company other than yourself. The house you own was previously filled with laughter and tears with your family but as time goes by, only what's left was a lone tearing eyes and laughs from you.

The cat introduces himself and his name is Bachira Meguru. He was practically behaving like a good kid in the first two weeks but as the time grows between the two of you, he's starting to get a little more naughty.

First, he made pranks to laugh at you, yeah it was all fun and games that you also enjoy because he's just startling you. Not until he started to get more rabid, scratching at your door when you left him outside of your room at 2 am after you found out that he's sneaking into your bedroom. *Oh darling, he just wants some cuddles with you* Day after day, his pranks and teasing got a little worse. But you paid it no mind. Thinking that it's just his weird ass shenanigans and his cat personality on its own nature. And no, you don't know why he's being like this. *In fact he actually has a big crush on you ever since you picked him up in the cold streets.*

"Hehe~ You're so cute~" You sneered at him before he let out a chuckle as he nuzzled his head on your shoulder. Making you wonder how he could be so touchy whenever you're sitting or even laying down —always making sure to be there and make physical contact with you. Could be snuggling, or sometimes like this —laying his weight against you, or just simply fiddling with your hands. You tried to shake him off from your shoulder but he clings to you, refusing to let go. His head lays on your warm thigh —planning to sleep on your lap. His purrs are loud enough to hear despite the TV's volume. He closed his eyes while his thumb rests on his mouth *like a small baby.* You couldn't help but to melt on his adorable nature which made your hand automatically caress his hair, petting him to sleep.

After a few hours, your legs are feeling sore. You gently shake him awake but instead he grabbed your wrist and cupped it to his cheek, still sleeping like there's no tomorrow. You groaned and tap his cheek. "Silly cat... Wake up! " He opened his eyes, feeling groggy. He then nips your finger. "Ow! What the hell?! " He didn't release his grip on your wrist, instead he intertwined his hand with yours.

"Morning, my little bunny~" You snickered at his sudden name calling *trying to ignore 'my'* but deep down, that actually made you blush. But the fact that he is still on your sore lap, you frustratingly whined. "Get off me! You're heavy... " You fake your pouting while poking his supple cheek with your free hand. He grunts, however, thanks to your luck, he actually got off from your lap. To your surprise, he wrapped his tail on your waist.

"Where are you going...?" Bachira asked as he scratched his eyes. Without a second thought, his arm slipped in to hug yours on his side —not letting you go until you gave him affection.

"I'm not going anywhere– Oh.. Right.. I just remembered something. Do you wanna pay them a visit? You know, our new neighbor who just moved in yesterday?" Bachira grimaced as he coiled his tail on your waist.

"No. I don't care about them. " Your eyebrows furrowed, giving him a strained smile.

"I heard that they also have a cat! Don't you wanna meet them? There’s a chance she could be your mate~" Your finger teasingly poked his cheek but his golden eyes went dark.

There is definitely something weird about him —he was not too happy that you mentioned about the neighbor's cat to be with him. Bachira suddenly pounced on you and pinned you down on the couch which made you yelp unwantedly. Bachira is currently topping you with his slender yet muscular body which is covered with the thick baggy fabric of his hoodie and joggers.

"But baby... You're my mate. "

"..."

You were utterly speechless, shocked, and helplessly bound from his tight grip on your feeble wrists —pinning you down on the couch domineeringly. Bachira is closely inching to your face as he stares at your plushy lips.

"What do you... mean?"

"Mine."

"Wha—" Your words cut off suddenly as he crashes his lips onto yours. He closed the gap between you then trailed his hand to your head while the other caress your cheek. Your brain is too shocked to process what he just said.

"Mmh! Let go!" You tried to push him off but he's hugging you so tightly while deepening the kiss. His tongue caved into your moistened mouth after prying it open, humming and moaning while teasing your tongue with his. The wet noises surround the room, *music to your ears* you can't help but to shut your eyes tight—giving up on resisting—too intoxicated to his sloppy kiss.

Your arms glide to his neck, wrapping him in your embrace. There's no need for words, his gaze is enough to lure you into his lust. A slim strand of saliva connected your mouths together for a second as the both of you broke apart.

"Pretty bunny... Let me fuck you, yeah?"

Without letting you answer, he tore off your clothes leaving you in your underwear. He attacked your neck while ridding himself of his own clothes. "Look so pretty like this~" He murmured as he continued nipping your neck leaving marks.

Every touch of his sends a cold shiver to your loins. He sunk his teeth to your collarbone, marking you as his. A pained moan slipped out from your mouth and your nails dug to his scalp, fueling him to go further.

His skilled digits trailed down your covered core, subtly sliding over it "So cute~ All wet, just for me. " He smugly whispered as you bit your lower lip trying to muffle the mewl threatening to slip out of your lips. A hand cupped your cheek, gazing at you with his lustful golden orbs. He strokes the thin fabric covering your wet mound painstakingly slow, making your hips move heedlessly.

His hands stripped off your underwear, tossed it somewhere on the ground, completely exposing your sloppy drenched slit. You have never been so flustered before, you're completely naked —exposing your flawless body to his greedy eyes. He stared at you for a while, studying your body in every inch, completely mesmerized.

His slender fingers teasing your bud "My bunny... Don't worry, I'll be gentle~" His voice murmured in a husky whisper next to your ear. *biggest lie you'll ever hear* Your muffled moans softly slipped out from your mouth while grasping the utmost top of the back pillow. His lubricated finger from your juices made its way inside your gummy walls, making you mewl and widen your eyes.

This strange unfamiliarity felt so good, pleasuring you as he gently moved his finger back and forth between your walls. You close your eyes at the overwhelming sensation, letting yourself just feel Bachira’s finger inside you as they press and explore the sensitive parts of your body. His eyes never left you, watching you closely and studying your sensitive reactions. His ears twitch whenever you moan and whimper for him —those obscene sounds you make are music to his ears, he would gladly play it on repeat all day just to make his mood better.

You hitched as he kept hitting the same sweet spot of yours—curling and angling his finger as you felt the building knot in your stomach. Another finger slipped easily inside of your tight wet folds. Your mouth gaped and eyes rolled back as his two digits hastingly impaled you. The sound of your wet mound and your lewd moans got him all aroused.

He smirked, knowing that you're near your climax. Your hands snake to his back and dig your nails as you feel your orgasm blow in soon. His pace didn't stop—he giggled as his fingers got sucked tightly inside your folds. After a few quick strokes, your back arched and your toes curled —you reached your overwhelming climax while taking your heavy breaths. He pulled out his fingers then peppered you with his kisses on your cheeks.

".. Baby.. We're not done yet. "

"H-Huh? But.. Ah–! "

You felt his hardened throbbing length reposed on your cunt after spreading your legs wider. He couldn't hide his blush and looked at you with indefinite lust in his honey golden eyes. His hand cupped your knee and his other interlocked with yours. "Please? May I~? " He sounds so needy and probably will never back down no matter what. He wants to fill you in with his member. He wants to be inside of you. And yes, he's desperate.

In the corner of your eyes, you saw how big he was. You wondered if you could actually take it. Maybe it will destroy you, yet you cannot stop the greedy cat in front of you. Leaving you with no other choice, you nodded slowly —still not used to how things turned out this way. Bachira could never be much happier and slid his length inside of your tight wet slit slowly. He moaned and gasped as he entered, filling you in with his fat cock.

"Pull it out! It hurts! " He leaned closer, kissing your tears on your cheeks. "Shh.. It won't take long. I'll have you bouncing on me later~" Bachira completely ignored your whines as he started to move. He pulls and pushes deeply inside of you slowly, making you knit your brows and pained moans skid out from your mouth.

You can feel his hot member throb inside of you. "So fucking tight... God... You're so good.. My bunny~" His whimpers pivot closely next to your ears. His free hand creeped on your tit, teasing your hardened nipple. The sensation made you almost lose your mind, making you feel over the edge. His cock started to pick up the pace, kissing your cervix and hitting your g-spot. Your wet teary eyes blubbers, making lewd moans that you've never even heard before, then the pleasure starts to take over —the rush of dopamine makes you reach your second orgasm— you gasped and accidentally scratched his back with your nails.

"F-Fuck! Ah! S-Stop! "

He didn't pull out just yet, still hitting your abused pussy with a rapturous impale after cumming on his dick. A rim of your juices circles on his length—making him fasten his pace once more. Your chest is torn of your broken moans, which bubble up in whimpers and hiccups up on your throat. Your body isn't cooperating with you anymore, and the only sense you can summon is sufficient to repeat the single thought that is on your mind—Bachira. You moaned his name loudly, and your hips rolled with his. He grunts, letting out a whimper.

"Gonna fill you up with my kittens, yeah?...'M gonna fill you up inside~"

He held you closely to his chiseled chest—thrusting rapidly. Your head falls back, mouth hang open as his hips explode into you with the ferocity of a man possessed. He strikes that spot inside you. You felt his hot thick liquid buried inside of you as your legs trembled against his, your calves digging into his sides. Both of you catching your ragged breaths. He pulled his length out of your filled pussy with his cum—spilling out till it reached the foam.

"... That's bad... My bunny, you should take everything in! " He stammered before picking you up, carrying your tired body into a bridal style. He threw you in your bed, topping you with his hardened cock—rocking it slowly on top of your battered cunt. His sinister eyes didn't subside at all. He plants kisses on your stomach as he giggles—like a kid got to play with their favorite toy.

"My mate looks so pretty like this~" He lifted one of your legs and placed it on his shoulder. He nips at your inner thigh, marking you once more. You couldn't help but to moan after slipping his cock into your cum-filled pussy—sending overstimulating shocks to your body.

"Hngh.. It goddamn hurts… " You whimpered, panting, and composing your breath as he fucks you continuously—not stopping till dawn kiss your skin— molding your mound mercilessly into the shape of his inhumanely size cock. Your eyes rolled back, lips parting slightly as your tongue hangs out of your mouth. Carelessly creating loud flowing moans, frolically thrusting his dick in and out of you.

You voice out his name, babbling muffled whimpers about how good he is. In less than twenty minutes, he broke you entirely, and he's so pleased with himself. You're now topping him after he lifted you, enforcely shifting positions on the bed. His hands tightened around your hips, drawing you in as his hips moved. He continued to thrust at you quickly while continuing to kiss your cervix and stroke your g-spot. Despite your desperate attempts to regain your breath, you whimpered, shivered, and begged for more as you lay on the bed.

Soon afterward, he came to your exhausted pussy once more. His warm, creamy liquid filled you up again. Tears were streaming down your cheeks, and all you could manage was a muffled whimper. As you attempt to form words, your lips twitch. He gave his best effort to comfort your broken body, licking and kissing your salty tears.

"My bunny, you're such a good girl… You're so good, ahh~… Let's have another round, shall we? "

When he was done talking, he grinned. His hands descend to your back and firmly grasp you, allowing his still-rock-hard dick to slide in.

#blue lock smut #bluelock x reader #bachira meguru #blue lock x you #bachira x reader #bachira smut #blue lock #i miss bachira #blue lock headcanons #im so horrendously down bad for him #this man istg

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sweatandwoe · 9 months

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I (and I'm sure a lot of us) would go feral if you wrote original monster content. I'm talking climbing the walls, screeching, hissing, bite bite biting feral. I wanna smooch the cryptids. The gonsts. The lil funky guys in the gloom under the moon. Please. One day. I loaf you sweaty for that thot alone

🩷

why not, let's do a little test run

MDNI - Lich x GN!Reader. Reader getting overstimulated, Skull Fucking (not in it's original context), Necrophilia maybe? Idk he's a lich and consenting, Oral Reader receiving, Fingering Reader recieving, Boning (this is linked to the fingering). Dacryphilia mention at the end.

"You can do it, my dear. What's one more little death?"

One more might actually lead to your actual death. But your lover was always so very thorough in his work, and you were never one to complain about helping him research. Well, not usually.

But now there are tears in your eyes, and you're starting to ache. It was bordering on painful now. "I don't know if I can."

The man, if he could still be considered that, peers up at you. Eyes a cold flame, ice blue lights dancing in wide, black sockets. His head is solid bone, a skull staring up at you. Long fingers, notched and thin, pause inside of you.

"Oh?" The skull leans forward, jaw moving. The little muscle left along the bone helped to stretch it out and let a shadowy tendril slip out; the ghost of a tongue. It hovers there, curling and flicking like smoke though it was far weightier than that. You knew from experience, and you can hear a chuckle when your legs tremble. "Would you like to make good on that assessment?"

Fuck. The tendril moves up, flicking along your sex while his fingers continue moving, searching and pressing inside you. He's determined and you can only grasp one hand onto his shoulder, gripping his robe, while the other roams over chilled bone. His true name spills from your lips, forbidden and complex but your tears are starting to slide down, warm and fat along your cheeks.

He doesn't let up. The ghost of the tongue does not mean he can't speak, even if it's busy. The lich's eyes light up with each word and let each of the following sentences hang in the air before sinking into your skin. "Such a good assistant for me. Helping me explore all kinds of death. How many ways we can achieve this one, the little death before it breaks you?" There's a pause, before he crooks his fingers, pressing them against that one spot to make you keen out. He chuckles, warm and full of delight while his gaze rakes over your body. With a single movement, he's pressing forward his skull right against you, letting the cold bone hit your inner thighs. "I think after this one it will be five? Is that correct, dearest one?"

You're panting. Nails dig into bone while your teeth dig into your lower lip. "That's c-correct, Gar-"

"I think that will be enough for today then. Just one more, my dear." He doesn't wait. The tendril is no longer flicking against your sex, but rather engulfing it. Sucking and licking, it feels wet and warm, a wonderful contrast to the coldness of his natural form. His magic was always so warm.

Tears continue to leak, you're so tired, but you can give him one more. One more and you will be done. He will treat you so well if you give him one more. You force yourself to relax, to let his ministrations guide you through, but you're cumming with a sob and grind of your hips against his head.

He's nothing but praise, sliding his fingers out once your orgasm ends. "So wonderful to see. Such a good test subject." The tendrils from his mouth descend back in, but not before letting it roll over your thighs like a final caress or a soft kiss. He stays between your legs, gently rubbing over them with too-thin and rough fingers. Bones pet your flesh, and you don't mind it.

Finally, he lifts himself up, to stand and get you a glass of water that he had kept nearby. He dips the cup himself, and you know there is no option here but to drink. Heavy mouthfuls are quick to come as you realize your thirst. When he pulls away, turning to set it down, your fingers run along his robes. "Thank you."

The lich chuckles, thin arms wrapping around your body, until he can settle behind you. Having you lay over him, the robe helping to smooth out all the hard lines of his body. "I should be thanking you, my dear. I've learned so much." He shifts beneath you slightly. "Was it too much?"

You consider the fact that you just had the equivalent of a talking skeleton eat you out and finger you open until you wept. Surprisingly, no. "It wasn't that bad. Just got too..."

"Overstimulated?" You nod and he hums. "Perhaps next time, we can have some longer breaks in between. That may help with preventing some tears."

You gaze at him, meeting the blue flames of his eyes head-on. "But you like the tears."

His hand dips, feeling along your waist and then your stomach. He can't grin anymore, but you could sense it in the next few words. "Perhaps I should keep going then?" Boney fingers dip lower, following the line of your hip, hovering over your sex once again. "If you have no objections, of course, my dear."

You pause, thinking. "One minute break? And then you can get another one."

His teeth press on the crown of your head, the whisper of a kiss he couldn't give. "Of course, my dear."

You smile, pressing a kiss to the side of his jaw. "Thanks, Garbear."

Gary sighs, no air pressing through the slightly parted teeth. "You're going down to thirty seconds now, brat."

"You shouldn't have let a human pick your casual name."

"Twenty."

You had an odd feeling it would be a long, but enjoyable night.

Thank you to @golden-rats for the name of the Lich

#monster boyfriend #monster x reader #monster romance #I might make this a whole thing #I love Gary the Lich and his human partner #lich #monster lover #mdni

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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Clown reader ! What about yandere manager ?

Clown reader ! My second favourite from Jester reader ( i'm sorry )

( basically a yandere manager ;-;;)

They have their number one fan, whom will always be there at their shows and buying each and every merchandise that got released.

But what about the fan that's been with them for the longest of time ?

Their manager has always been there - since the first day of their debut. And going all the way with them until now !

So why not go grab a meal with their dear manager after the show ? After all, it's just for asking how both have been and some talking.

Nothing could go wrong..

..right ?-

( this is my first time sending an ask so :')) My apologies if it was too long! And i also apologize if I got anything wrong about the character cuz i don't have very good memory ;-;;

I hope this ask get through)

Sincerely,

🎠

You furiously scrub as your face with a wet paper towel as you exit the bathroom. If you had known they were taking you to such a fancy place after today's recording, you would've brought a change of clothes. Walking back to the table, wandering eyes follow the colorful corners peaking from your coat. You do your best to hide them. A fellow customer from a neighboring table lifts their phone to take a picture of you as you sit; camera lens blocked by a menu.

"Sweetheart, there you are! Kept me waiting, but you're lookin stunning as always. I can't tell if I like you more with or without the makeup. Get comfortable, order whatever you want.

You can't help but grin at the nickname. They've been using little pet names since the beginning of your partnership, but they feel more sincere now than the faux kindness that they showered everyone in. It makes you happy to know they see you as someone good to spend time with other than for the paycheck. Your manager hands you the menu; drilling in the notion you could have whatever your little heart decided. With a quick look at the menu, you notice there's no prices next to the entrees.

"Are you sure you don't mind paying? This place seems really high class. We can split it if you like."

Your manager raises their hand to stop you. "Y/n, please. I gotta treat my star player well, plus you deserve the finer things in life. It's my pleasure."

"If you say so... Just kinda feels like someplace you'd take someone on a date."

The thought slips out before you can realize what you've said, but it's no harm on their conscious. Quite the opposite in fact. They fold their hands together.

"Well, like I said, I wanna treat you right. Probably the only person in town who can. Not to mention, ratings for this quarter came in the other night and viewer scores are through the roof. You can think of this as a celebration."

"Really?"

"Would I ever lie to you? Got the papers right here." Your manager places a folder on the table. You don't have to look at it to believe them.

"That's great." You look at your reflection in an empty wine glass, paint smeared into the corner of your lips. "Makes saying goodbye just a little harder."

Your manager chokes on a mouthful of water. "Bye? You're not thinking about leaving us, are you?"

You raise your hands in surrender. "Course not!... Not yet anyway."

You tug on your frilly sleeves. You're happy where you are. That's something you know for sure, but you're not positive it's the life you want anymore. The word is your stage; audience far bigger than you ever could've dreamed, but it's suffocating. Your fans love you. Not just your character, but the face benath. Sometimes it feels like that love goes beyond the screen and fan letters. Sometimes - you feel like you're being followed.

"I... wanted to keep this private until I was sure, but I think I've been followed home before. Obviously I don't want to ruin everything for one person's actions, but I know it's more. On top of that I'm pretty well off financially. This was never for the money, but I just kinda miss things before I got big, you know?"

Of course they know. Your manager knows your story better than any of your little fans could ever imagine, even if they squeeze every detail of your life from everyone in it. They had been with you through it all. Your small failures, and your biggest leaps. It was an insult to think otherwise, and that they'd give up everything you built together.

"Y/n." Your manager reaches across the table to grab your trembling hands. "Everything's going to be fine. We'll get through this - together, and nobody's going to touch a hair on your head. To start off, we're moving you out of that shoebox you call an apartment and getting you a real place to live. You can stay with me until we find something."

You close your eyes, nodding along to their proposal. "Okay... that sounds like a good place to start."

Your manager draws closer, touch working up your arm. Someone taps on your shoulder before they can reach.

"Hi- I really hope I'm not interrupting, but can i take a picture with you? The kids I babysit love the show your costume is of."

You glance at your manager. They're already looking down at their phone. "Sure."

Taking photos with the stranger, your manager is left at the table alone; reliving memories of the past immortalized by old photos. Why did they ever agree to this? If you hadn't got so popular, they wouldn't have to share you with the world, but now they used the grounds of that success to remain stable in their own right. Maybe with you in their home they'd find a new start in your relationship.

Lord knows they'll never let you leave once you're inside.

#Clown reader #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere insert #yandere headcanons #yandere x you #yandere blurb #yandere x darling #yandere drabble #yandere x y/n #tw yandere

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mochikofi · 10 months

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: yandere behavior. 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫! The use of (𝐘/𝐍), "𝐘𝐨𝐮" isn't in this headcannon, only (They/Them) so this hc is for every gender.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬: 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 x 𝐎𝐜/𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @nunez-stuff

Hello dear, i love your oc! It's very cute but i kind of don't get it so i will just do 𝐎𝐜/𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫! (𝐘/𝐍) or any names won't be added here, just the word "𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠" or other pet names so our dear readers can imagine it as them or their oc! Have a lovely day, i hope you like it <3

Living with 𝐒𝐚𝐞 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 is perfect, he would give them anything they ask for. Like literally.. he would even buy an island for his Darling. They think that's just the things he can do but no, there's more things he can do, he just won't show it or tell it to them.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who hires guards to be with his Darling, so that he knows that his Darling is safe! It's normal for lovers to be like this, right?

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who puts cameras in their outfit so he knows where they are or who they are talking to. All their outfits that are bought by him are filled with cameras.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who always glares at who looks at his darling. He's the only person who can look at them.

"My love, let's go to another shop. This place is disgusting, filled with filty creatures." 𝐒𝐚𝐞 said as he stared at the waiter with a glare.. if looks could kill, the waiter would be dead.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who always watches the camera in his secret room just to look at his darling. He can't live a day without watching them.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who loves to make his darling sit on his thighs, it makes him feel like h could protect his darling from any danger.

B̶u̶t̶ w̶h̶a̶t̶ i̶f̶ h̶e̶'s̶ t̶h̶e̶ d̶a̶n̶g̶e̶r̶?

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who gives his darling a "promise ring" so that his darling would be reminded that rheir together 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫! I mean, it's not like the ring has any device attached to it, right?

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who will get anything for his darling, even if they tell him not to.

"It's normal for me to spoil you, my love."

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who loves to cuddle his darling, i mean.. he couldn't hold them for a whole day, so who wouldn't miss their love ones?

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who hates it when 𝐑𝐢𝐧 gets in the way in his relationship with his darling. The audacity of him to scream at them?!

"Guards, get him out. He's disturbing us."

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who locks some rooms because it's "unused" or "creepy". But in reality, those rooms are filled with people he kidnapped and killed.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who loves watching his darling sleep, they just look peaceful.. he just wants to ruin them.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who likes his darling doing anything he asks for them. It kind of turns him on, but he won't tell that to anybody.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who hides handcuffs in his room just in case they decided to be a brat, but fortunately his darling is a good girl.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐟! 𝐒𝐚𝐞 who likes hugging his darling from behind. They think it's cute because he's just clingy, but no.. there's other reasons.

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞."

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#yandere #sae itoshi #itoshi sae #itoshi sae x reader #bluelock fluff #itoshi rin #rin itoshi

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bedoballoons · 6 months

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I wanna request smthng simple,,,

Any character with user that naturally have a really hot body temperature plz (on my knees)

This is actually right up my alley, I always run warmer compared to everyone else! I love it, thank you so much for your request and I hope you enjoy <3

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~To hawt~༺}

CW: Suggestive fluff! MDNI! Mentions of being in the shower together and multiple other scenarios! (Pet names: Lyney: Mon amour, Diluc: My dear, Albedo: My love,

(Includes: Lyney, Diluc, Albedo,and Wriothesley!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

You tossed and turned in bed, feeling like you were melting under the hot covers...when had the cold night air turn into muggy warmth. You lifted the blanket off of yourself, almost gasping at the relief the cooler air brought to your body, now if only Lyney could take the rest of the blankets so they weren't touching you at all, then you might just be able to-

"M...mmon amour?"

"Oh no did I wake you Lyney?"

"No, its just really cold out and I could feel the blankets moving. Why are you in uncovered? You're going to freeze to death. Here let me tuck you in."

"No no, that's okay! Ha, I was actually feeling warm!"

"..." He paused for a second, contemplating wether you'd actually meant your body temperature was running higher than a normal person's would...or if this was actually due to some suggestive dreams. The second answer left a bit of room for flirting, even if it was the middle of the night he'd never miss the opportunity. "Mon amour, if you are ever feeling overheated...you can always ask me for help~"

𑁍༄Diluc:

Diluc pulled back from the water the second it hit his skin, feeling like he'd just been hit with a bucket of ice water,...when he said he wanted to take a shower with you...he hadn't expected that to mean a cold one. "Ahem...could we turn up the heat of the water? I can't imagine what use we have for a cold shower at this moment in time."

"It's not cold though, this is my normal shower temperature. Actually it's a little warm for me." You smiled at him brightly, rubbing shampoo into your hair while he stared back at you in shock...how could water that felt like it had been shipped right from the dragon spine streams...be what you shower in everyday? "Diluc...?"

"...is it because you're to hot?"

Your eyes widened at his question, soap suds running down your soft skin as his face turned red, he hadn't meant it the way it sounded, but now of course he couldn't take it back, especially since the both of you were currently naked in front of eachother...trying to unsay something like that wasn't going to work in this situation.

"...."

"....."

"Just to hot to handle I guess."

"Yes, yes you are my dear."

𑁍༄Albedo:

"Here you go my love, please keep warm with it." Albedo draped his coat onto your shoulders, hoping to heat you up while the two of you watched the subtle snowfall of dragonspine. He wasn't sure how you hadn't started shivering already, usually humans would be freezing about now, but you actually didn't seem bothered in the slightest.

"Awe you don't have to. I'm actually not cold at all if you'd like to keep it." You snuggled up closer to him, emphasizing your body heat as your warm hand slid into his delicate cold one...you really didn't seem affected by the snow. How very interesting. "We've been together for awhile now and I've noticed you always tend to run warmer than others. Is there a reason behind this? Perhaps somewhere in your family lineup your relatives bonded with that of a pyro slime..."

"What in teyvat are you talking about? I highly doubt any of my relatives had relationships with pyro slimes, I just have a high body heat and being near you doesn't help." Your heart instantly picked up pace as your words slipped out before you could stop them...when had you gotten flirty?

"I suppose it would be a slimy situation either way then hm?"

"A-a-albedo!"

𑁍༄Wriothesley:

"How would you like your tea?" His grace set out a cup of sugar, excited to hear what kind of ways you liked to mix up the delicious drink. In truth this was a incredibly important question to him, after all it's his favourite beverage and he makes it often, knowing your order will tell him more about you and allows him to make it just the way you like from then on. He only hoped you wouldn't get tired of it soon after he started serving it to you..

"Hmm a couple spoonfuls of sugar and lots of ice!"

"...ice?" His ears perked up, attention fully trained on you...he simply couldn't imagine why someone would want to put ice into their hot tea. To cool it down? But wouldn't it loose it's flavour, leaving it more like a tea flavoured water instead?

"Mhm! Iced tea is so yummy and it makes it harder for my body to overheat!"

"...iced tea. Do you normally use ice as a means to cool yourself off?"

"...yes."

"Interesting, I'll have to remember that~"

"Remember that for what???"

"Nothing."

"Wrio??"

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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thesafecafe · 1 year

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Trust In Me: Mommy May

Summary: You can always trust in Taemin. He is always there for you. He is always there, leading you down the right path. Really, you have no choice but to trust in him. You will, if you know what’s good for you.

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, yandere Taemin, toxic relationship, gaslighting, obsessive and possessive themes, manipulation, fingering, pussy slapping, oral (male rec), cum swallowing, unprotected sex (don’t), riding, slight objectification themes, mommy dom! Taemin, sub fem! reader (who’s wearing a microskirt and no panties), pet names, condescending Taemin, reader is naïve + subservient, smut under the cut enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not believe that any of the members of SHINee would act like this in real life, nor is it a guide on their real life personalities. I do not support/condone the behavior represented in this work, it is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

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Tea. Sugar. Milk. Honey. You mentally ticked off the ingredients for the tea you were making. You couldn’t make any mistakes; you couldn’t afford any. It was already bad enough that you were running behind. Thankfully, you’d already prepared lunch, and as soon as you finished setting up the afternoon tea tray, you heard it. The sound that signaled the winding down of time. The sound of a familiar, habitual whistling. Taemin was home. Quickly assessing your tray, you set the final touches up, before throwing off your apron and picking up the tray. Making your way to the living room, you carefully lowered yourself onto your knees.

You let out an internal sigh of relief as you realized you’d made it to the living room first. Just in time too, since it only took a few moments for the whistling to stop. You caught a glimpse of his boots as he walked in, since your eyes were trained on the floor. It was just what he’d taught you to do: kneel before him and don’t speak until he addressed you. A lesson in manners that had been drilled into you over and over again. You heard him taking off his accessories, tossing them into a drawer before he turned to you. “You’re on time today dear. That makes a whole month of you being a good girl right?” He sounded pleased as he circled around your form, before sitting in his recliner. “Go on, speak.”

“Thank you mommy. It is my pleasure to serve you. I wouldn’t be able to do it without you. Allow me to serve you again this afternoon.” Taemin smiled. You genuinely wanted to please him. The lessons had been paying off. “You may serve me. Start with the tea today.” You nodded, placing the tray on his side table. Rising to your feet, you began to prepare the tea that he usually drank. You hoped he couldn't see that your hands had a slight tremble to them. ‘He’s in a good mood, you can ask. Don't worry.’ You reassured yourself as you poured the tea, handing it over to Taemin. ‘Now or never Y/N. Be brave.’ As you prepared yourself to speak, you didn't realize that your expression had changed.

“What’s on your mind my dove? You look worried to death.” Taemin took an appreciative sip of tea, humming before setting it aside. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself. So much for being subtle. “Well mommy, I had a question to ask you. Do you remember Mr. Kim’s dove?” He nodded, his eyes meeting yours. “I remember you two had quite an interesting play date last time.” You nodded your head earnestly, excitement beginning to mix with your nerves. “I really enjoyed her company, and when it was time for my phone privileges last week, she asked if I would go to the movies with her soon. If it’s alright with you, can I go mommy, please?” Your words were a bit rushed, but clear. You knew he understood your request, and you waited with bated breath for him to answer.

Seconds stretched into minutes, and you felt like time had slowed down. Each passing second felt like an hour, and you could feel a bead of sweat roll down your neck. Had it always been this hot in the room, or was it the way you were being regarded by your lover, like you were one of the targets he hunted down as a sport. As the tension in the air became palpable, you were sure he was weighing what you said in his mind. Finally, he broke the tense silence. “You want to go to the movies? With someone else?” The indicative tone of his voice had you dropping to your knees. “It wouldn’t be just anyone! It would be your most trusted acquaintance chaperoning. It would be safe as well-’

You are cut off by a hand cupping your jaw. Forcing your chin up so that you meet his eyes. Taemin’s glare freezes you. “My most trusted acquaintance? Who are you to decide who that is for me?! Did I ever say that he was?!” You shake your head, your mouth useless as it is caught in his vice grip. “I allow you company once, and this is how you repay me? You ask to break my number one rule, knowing that it keeps you safe, that it keeps us safe!” You claw at his hand, panic overtaking you. This wasn’t what you planned to happen. You thought you’d done everything right.. “No-no, mommy, I didn’t mean it that way! I wouldn’t try to break your rules, I promise!” Taemin pushes you away, almost toppling you over.

“I see. You don’t love me anymore, right? That’s why you’re asking. My company isn’t enough for you anymore.” You continually denied his words, telling him that you loved him with all your heart. “Is that so? It can’t be. If you really loved me, you’d get on your knees and beg my forgiveness. You’d never ask to go somewhere without me again.” Your heart split in two at his words. Were you really so cruel? You’d never meant to hurt his feelings. Getting onto your hands and knees, you hung your head low. “Please forgive me mommy, It won’t happen again. I’ll be good, I promise! I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Another silence fills the room, shorter this time. “Are you really sorry?” Taemin’s voice had a particular edge to it, that you couldn't quite place.

“Yes mommy! One thousand times sorry!” You couldn’t see the wicked sneer on Taemin’s face as he contemplated his next words carefully. “I’m deeply disappointed in you sweetheart. I go to work all day, thinking of nothing but how I’ll keep you safe and take care of you. You really deserve a punishment for such bad behavior.” Your heart dropped at his words. Taemin’s punishments were like hell on earth, and something you never wanted to experience ever again if you could avoid it. There were still scars from the last time. “But since you’ve been so good this past month, I won’t punish you.” Your eyes widened, and you looked up at him in shock. “Don’t look so surprised. I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself.”

You watched as he sat back in his chair, his legs spread wide in his recliner. “Go on dove, show me how sorry you are.” His words hung heavy in the air, and you immediately shuffled closer, stopping when you were situated between his legs. Reaching for his belt, you quickly unbuckled it, before unzipping his pants. You could see the outline of his dick through his underwear, already starting to stand at attention. You carefully placed your hand on him, rubbing him through the material. Taemin sighed, a look of boredom on his face. “Is that all, my toy?” He sighed again, closing his eyes. You changed tactics, this time reaching for the band of his underwear. The last thing you wanted was for him to be unsatisfied. You pulled down his briefs just enough to spring his cock free of restraints.

You wasted no time, taking him into your mouth. Your tongue flattened against the tip, rubbing against it, before sucking it fervently. Taemin groaned as you alternated between harsh sucking and swirling your tongue around him. Your hand moved along the base, your nails grazing the underside of his length. If you’d been paying attention, you’d have seen the way his hands gripped onto the arms of the chair as you pleased him. He was restraining himself; he'd never admit it to you, but he could barely keep himself together from a single touch from you

You could hear him cursing under his breath, a sign he was close. You kept going, taking him further into your mouth, and finally looking at his face. He is watching you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. You made eye contact with him, not stopping your actions. You moaned around him, sucking and licking more earnestly. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you let yourself get lost in the feeling. “Fuck!” Taemin cursed loudly, throwing his head back as he filled your mouth with his seed. You caught all of it, not allowing any to spill. “Good girl, swallow it.” Taemin panted, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

You obeyed him, opening your mouth to show him when you were done. “I knew you were still my good girl. Come here, stand up for me.” He pulled you up, bringing you to stand between his legs. He parted your thighs, before sliding his hand up to your slit. Running his middle finger between your lips, he felt your arousal pool and run down to his palm. You shuddered when he grazed your clit. He kept at his shallow teasing for a few moments, before pausing to speak. “You’re my good girl, right?” You swallowed thickly, trying to break through your clouded haze of lust. “Yes mommy, I’m your good girl.” He hummed, nodding his head. “So you won’t ask me to break any more of the rules, right?” You shook your head, reassuring him that you’d never ask again.

Resuming his previous movements, Taemin pressed his fingers deeper between your lips, now fully dragging over your clit. He carefully dipped his middle finger into your hole, loving the way your walls sucked him right in. “My perfect little toy, you’re so naïve. Everyone sees it in you.” Taemin added another finger into you, pumping them in and out, and hitting a spot that had you reeling. “You have to be more careful. Don’t you know that she was trying to humiliate you in public?” His thumb finds your clit, rubbing in circles. “She talks about everyone behind their back, so how could I let you go out with her?” You don’t answer, far too lost in the pleasure you were receiving.

He increased his pace, his fingers fucking into you with renewed purpose. “All you can do is trust in me. I’m here for you, I never deceive you, do I?” You shake your head again. “No, you, you never lie to me mommy. I trust you.” Taemin smirked, satisfied with your answer. Sliding his fingers out of you, he gave you a moment to register it before landing a harsh smack to your clit. It only took two more to send you over the edge, your cries of pleasure like music to his ears. When you came down from your high, he was beaming at you. “My dove, you’re so well behaved, just for me.” You blushed at the compliment, not used to receiving such positive feedback from him.

Taemin pulled you closer to him, pulling you down until you were straddling his thighs. Pulling your face towards his, he kissed you deeply, the taste of his release still on your lips. He broke the kiss for air, putting his forehead against yours. He took a good look at you as you caught your breath. Your makeup was smudged, lip gloss almost nonexistent. Your skirt bunched around your waist, a poor excuse for covering up any skin. But what really drew him in were your eyes. Blown over with lust and unfaltering adoration for the man in front of you. You wanted him, and if there was nothing he wanted more, it was for your desire to be solely focused on him.

Reaching for the lever of the recliner, Taemin adjusted the chair to a more comfortable position. He could feel your eyes on his every movement. “Ride me.” He commands you softly, seeing how much further you’re willing to go; how far you’re willing to go for him. You grab him, aligning the head with your entrance. You ease onto him carefully, until he is fully sheathed in you. You adjust for a moment, before you are moving your hips up and down on him, the both of you sighing in pure bliss. Taemin’s hands come to rest on your hips, helping to move you along the length of his dick. “Do you want to cum for me dove? Want me to fill you up just the way you like?” His teeth nipped at the skin of your neck, and you shivered at the sensation.

“Yes, yes mommy please! Please fill me up!” Taemin kissed your neck, his mouth trailing marks all over your skin. “Then tell me you trust me, that I’m the only one you’ll ever trust. You’re mine, and no one else deserves you, they don’t love you the way I do.” Taemin knew you’d tell him what he wanted to hear. You were completely loyal to him, You were his toy, his puppet specifically. It only took a few strings to make you behave how he wanted. You had no choice but to trust in him. Every puppet needed a master. He just happened to be yours. “You’d better trust in me just like I’m saying.”

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Tags: @minhyuuk, @brownsugarbaybee, @hee0soo, @mommyhwa, @legbouk, @singularity777

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itjazzbicch · 5 months

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Good Things Come To Those Who Wait

Pairing: Lee Chaolan x Fem Reader

First time writing for Lee, so I hope I did well!

Summary: Having a crush on Kazuya, his adopted brother, Lee, has always teased the reader for this little crush, but he secretly has a desire and knows that Kazuya isn't the one for the reader...

Requested by: @ambootyos (I hope you enjoy it!)

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Some swearing, foreplay, oral f!receiving, unprotected sex (wrap it before ya tap it!), pet names (rose, love, baby)

Word Count: 1.8k

"Talk about a great fight, Kaz!" There was one thing no one could deny about Kazuya: that he was a great fighter; teasing and winking at him, "If we cross paths in the tournament, take it easy on me, huh?"

Knowing Kazuya since our school days, he was interesting, to say the least, only smirking at me as he continued his way, flaring his nostrils with a:

"Hmph."

Sometimes, he made me feel so defeated. What did I need to do to get his attention?

"Failed again, huh? You are determined. I'll give you that."

Hearing giggles behind me, I knew it was Lee, who constantly teased me about my little crush on Kazuya since he puzzled the pieces together.

"Don't look so upset, my rose," He chuckled, coming up to wrap an arm around me, teasing yet again, "It's his loss, you know?"

"What do you know, Lee?" Rolling my eyes and crossing my arms, he gained my attention for once with his whisper:

"I know that I hate seeing a lovely woman such as yourself, trying to catch a fish that keeps swimming away from you."

Thinking about how long I tried to connect with Kazuya, he told no lies, but I hated admitting that he was right, unsure of what I was feeling as his words cascaded over me with immense charisma:

"He truly doesn't know what he's missing. If I were Kaz, I would treat you like the queen you are, dear Y/N."

"If you were Kaz, huh?" I giggled, trying to tease him as our gazes met, "Sounds like I'm not the only one with a crush."

"Except I'm not afraid to be a little more direct," He had a charm that couldn't be ignored, my blood rushing at the sexiness in his tone, "If I were him, you would've been my girl a long, long time ago."

"But you're not him," Being direct myself, I was testing to see how straightforward he could be, urging him, "So, are you just leading me on, or are you going to make a move, Lee?"

"I'd never toy with your heart. When I make a move," Smirking and kissing my cheek, I heated up, trying to hide my fluster as he winked, "I go straight for it."

I was quiet, but breathing quickly and heavily, nearly casted into a spell as his eyes glimmered past his platinum hair, offering to me:

"So, what do you say? Keep chasing that boy who doesn't want you or be treated by a man?"

"You talk a big game," I couldn't stop staring at his glistening lips, so many thoughts of him invading my mind. There was no denying that Lee and I had a connection, unlike me and Kazuya, and even though he would tease me sometimes, he knew me better too.

"And I can back it up, baby," Grinning brighter, his hand was so soft against my cheek, making his big move as our lips met, and it felt like fireworks were popping off in my head.

He knew how to be tender and make me want more, chuckling at how I gasped when our lips parted briefly, adding a dart of his tongue before he picked his head up to look me in the eyes:

"So, you still want Kaz now?"

"You cocky little shit," Needing a deep breath and looking around, we were alone in the hall, so I grabbed his hand, ready to lead him to my locker room, and warned, "This is your one chance. You better make the best of it."

"Oh, I will," He smirked confidently, switching our direction and guiding me, "Just follow me, my rose."

Following him to his locker room instead, I couldn't believe how extravagant it was, but then again, it was Lee, after all. He didn't settle for anything that wasn't luxurious. Not like any of it mattered, our feet on the gas pedal once the door shut.

When he wrapped his arms around me, the pent-up emotions deep within began to rise, and the thought never crossed my mind till tonight, but gosh, I couldn't stop kissing him, swimming in those silver blue eyes until I noticed that we were in what was like a bedroom.

"You have a whole bed in here?"

"Yes. Resting is important after combat, you know that," Gently placing me back on the bed, his fingertips started toying with the fabric of my shirt, cocking his eyebrow at me for reassurance, "Now, let's focus on something a little more important?"

"If you can handle all this," I winked, stripping down to my panties with his help, burning up from his hands all over me.

"My god, are you beautiful," He whispered, kissing my neck and working his way down while unclasping my bra, squeezing my breasts while placing soft kisses all over them, licking and sucking my nipple while rubbing the other.

The bliss took over me so quickly that I couldn't hold back all the instincts to moan and squirm, naturally grinding upward and feeling how hard he was.

"See how good it is," He murmured between kisses, leading down my stomach, taking my panties and spreading my legs wide, placing deep kisses along my inner thighs, "To be treated by someone who truly thinks you're beautiful?"

Holding a deep gaze, my head started to fall back, his tongue swirling against my entrance, licking up every drop of my slick before getting more out of me with the way his tongue flicked at my clit, sucking as I whined:

"That's so good!"

"And delicious," He hummed, sending vibrations clear up to my head, rubbing up my sides and up to my breasts, kneading and tweaking my nipples, eating me up like he'd never get the chance again.

"L-Lee," My thighs started to squeeze his head, trapping him in place, and even while buried between my legs, I could tell he was smiling, hands latching to my hips as my mind started reeling, trying to pry my thighs apart for the air, till he pushed them back into place.

"I'm doing just fine," Flicking his tongue rapidly against my clit, I let my thighs suffocate him again, unraveling as he murmured, "Go ahead and cum, baby. All I need is this to make that happen."

My vision was blurring, but I saw how he taunted me with his tongue before going back to licking me up, switching between suckingly kisses before sucking my clit again. It was so hard to breathe, letting my orgasm take me away, my walls clenching around nothing, jaw hanging, and my moans cutting in and out from how mind blown I was, never feeling such a euphoric bliss as I did then:

"Fucccck, Lee!"

"You taste sooo good," Licking up my slick, he was proud to see me so out of it but eased the intense high, rubbing my sides and stomach softly, gently teasing when I finally opened my eyes to find him, "All done, already?"

"I don't think so," Gazing down to his cock fighting against his leather pants, he knew that I wanted it, starting by stripping out of his shirt:

"Anything you want, rose."

I started to feel that outworld-ish feeling, like I was in a dream as he was stripping. How did I never pay attention to how HOT he was? I was so out of it; I didn't realize how I was reaching for him to come closer.

"Touch me. I know you want to," Taking my hand and placing it on his chest, I took in every detail: the softness of his skin, how tone and defined his abs were, going further and further down, "Touch me like you touch nobody, baby."

"Shit-" His cock was so warm and hard in my hand, pumping softly to feel his length and girth, only letting go to enjoy the pleasure of the pink skin meeting between my legs, running his shaft through my folds, both of us moaning:

"Feels so good, already."

"C'mon, Lee," I pouted, wanting him inside me that instant, kissing his thumb as he placed it on my plump lower lip, his tip circling my entrance.

"I can't just ravish you like some beast," He chuckled, coming down to meet me and take in every facial expression I made as he inched his cock into me, walls clenching around his girth instantly. It made the friction so strong, his nibble on my ear sending my nerves wild, "I want to enjoy you, love."

Sharing moans as he began to thrust, I wrapped my arms around his neck, tongues dancing, biting his lip when our hips met, and his cock filled me deep, rocking together and growing the nerve to ask:

"Tell me something, Lee."

"Yes?" Pausing for a moment, I finally asked what I wanted to ask from the moment he first teased me about having a crush:

"How long have you wanted me?"

"A long time," Kissing me harder, he spread my legs a little more, a thrust that flung me upward, making my lips pop free from his and moaning nothing but his name, "But good things come to those who wait."

Since he couldn't kiss with the way I was moaning, he showered every inch of skin he could reach with kisses, raising my leg to push deeper, and I was gripping onto him hard, strong heat coiling in my stomach.

"Yeahh!" I was so full of lust and desire, the part of my mind that held all the truths broke open, praising him, "I'll never want that fool again!"

Referring to Kazuya as a fool boosted his confidence even more, forehead to forehead, as his tip brushed past my sweet spot, having my hand running through his hair and holding tight.

"You have no idea how nice that is to hear," Panting softly, the grin on his face audible, instinctively knowing to open my eyes to find him, "You know I am so much better than him."

"You are, baby!" I wasn't lying; solely focused on him and calling him baby made something take over him, kissing with our tongues till we couldn't breathe, sweat across our temples when we felt the grip I had around his cock, his back tensing at every pulse that waved through my walls, hips arching off the bed as I squelched around him.

"Babyyy-" Thrusting slower and slower, he was shaking and groaning softly, still tensing from the aftershock of my orgasm, watching as he was debating in his mind, not wanting to let the excellent feeling go just yet, "Gosh, the things you do to me, Y/N."

"I'll have to treat you to something nice after this," My chest was heaving as he stopped himself and fought off stronger temptations, head laid between my breast, smiling as I slicked his hair back, kissing his forehead.

"You sweet thing," Picking himself up and leaving me hollow, we both knew this wouldn't be the last time, him being the sweet thing as he kissed my forehead back, "I'll go run us a shower."

#tekken #tekken x reader #Tekken x y/n #tekken imagine #tekken smut #tekken oneshot #lee chaolan #lee chaolan x reader #lee chaolan x y/n #lee chaolan imagine #lee chaolan smut #lee chaolan oneshot #request #read and enjoy

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yoimiyasthings · 2 months

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Robin x Boothill Smut (again!!)

Phone Sex!

CW : Genderfluid Boothill, Lesbian Robin, E-Sex, masturbation, Edging, orgasm denial, Sub Robin, Dom Boothill, squirting, halo play

"Darling... I miss you.." Robin whines over the phone, longing and waiting impatiently for her girlfriend to return.

"I know that my dove but you're gonna have to wait a few more days.. Can you do that for me? You are my big strong girl right?"

"Mmh.. Y-yeah.. I suppose"

"My darling... Are you?.. Turn your camera on"

Robin didn't think twice before setting her camera up ready.

" I'm sorry honey ... I'm just so desperate... "

" Oh.. How radient.. "

Robin lays further down and spreads her legs for her lover on the phone. Slick shining off her pussy.

"Darling.. You're gonna make this trip so hard for me..."

"Can I touch myself.. Please?"

"Good girl~ Seeing as you're so desperate and asking do nicely, I simply must let you"

Robin dosent waste any time before rubbing her clit and moaning softly, holing onto the bed frame.

"Mmh~ I need you~" Robin whines out again, this time with an obvious tone of yearning.

"Look at that cunt darling...all wet and all for me to watch... Be a good girl and give it a taste for me..."

Robin pushes further down her clit to gather some of her wetness and she leans into the camera, licking it off her fingers skillfully.

She repositions herself on the bed so she is kneeling for her camera, back arching as much as she possibly can to get a more filling feeling, but nothing could fill her quote like Boothill could.

"Baby... Please.. Come home and fill me up..im so empty.."

"Soon pet.. Don't worry. Your cunt will be nice and filled when I get home.."

Robin practically folds at these words, the knot in her growing bigger aching to be undone.

"Please let me cum, please!!"

"Only when I say you can my dove. Now no talking and do as I say... Unless you want to be punished later~"

Robin let's out a faint moan and nods her head, showing that she's listening.

"Rub that clit fast for me dear.."

She starts to pick her fingers out of her pussy and uses the wetness to make less friction.

"Faster~"

Robin wanted to scream at these words, it was almost like she was abusing her clit, her wetness was being flung around on her thighs and bed, leaving dark patches on the sheets.

"Now baby... Let go for me.."

It takes Robin a moment before she let's go, not wanting to stop the pleasure, but not wanting to be punished for talking out of line. "What a good girl... Look at that pussy.."

Robin whines like she's in pain, trying to hump the air just to get somthing. Pussy throbbing and clit twitching.

"My dove~ can you do somthing for me?"

Boot watches her lover nod while tears form I her eyes from her ruined high.

"Seeing as you're such a good girl... I want you to touch that slutty halo of yours."

Robin feels shocked, not in a bad way of course, but usually it's saved for special occasions.

"Did I stutter my love?"

And just like that, Robin lays back down and aligns her fingers to her pussy, spreading her lips and reaching up to her halo.

"Good girl.. Now trace that halo like the good whore you are."

Robin blushes and smirks at these names. Biting her lip, she finally begins to trace her halo and it's almost like she starts to glow.

"Robin. Speak to me."

"P-please can I cum! I don't think I can hold it in master!"

She blushes at her own words, thinking about how her hornyness led her here.

"Master? Well well.. If you're that enthusiastic... I want you to cum. And make it hard, I want to see your legs tremble and those slutty tits of yours to bounce."

Robin didn't take another second before she started to whimper loudly. All of a sudden, she let out a loud, shrieking moan and squirted all over her phone and bed and flopped down to catch her breath.

"Robin what was that.. "

And Robin was still trying to figure that out herself before she starts to giggle, still out of breath but she found it funny. Boot had always said she wants to know if Robin could squirt and has been trying for ages to make her, but the first time it happens, Boot isn't there.

"Buckle up angel. You won't be resting until I make you squirt all over me when i come home."

Boot growls. As Robin continues to laugh, Boot looks at her and decides that she's happy for her

"Did it feel good my love?"

"It felt amazing darling... Although I wish it were you soaking it up instead of the bed... I made such a mess.."

"Well...first of all. I'd lick up that angelic cum all day, no matter what. And two, I'll be back home by tomorrow afternoon. And I'm not wating, so have a shower, dress up all nice for me and wait like a good doll. Got it?"

Robin could have cum again just by those words alone, but maybe, she wants to save that cum for Boot, after seeing how eager she is.

She cannot wait for that cowboy to get home.

#boothill hsr #robin hsr #yuri #hsr smut #Robinhill #edging kink #dom/sub #Robinhill smut #Master #Angelic yuri #🦈🕊️

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ghostiiess · 1 year

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[NSB HEADCANONS] - nsb giving you promise ring

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pov: the title say it all

warning: none that i can think off, except it's really smooth and sweet??? like it's super wholesome

type: wholesome

members: all of them

sorry i didn't had a lot of inspiration for this one since i'm not really used with promise rings and all 😭 but i still hope you'll like it anon!!

likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated :D

OLIVER

would be super sweet about it

he would give you so much love :(

i mean it's oliver moy we're talking about

"i promise you that one day, we'll have real rings around our fingers and that i'll see you walk along the aisle and that you'll see me crying of joy in front of both our families"

bye he's so cute

"you're the only for me, y/n and you'll always will be. and i want you to know that i'll do everything in my power i can to make you happy"

(rest of the members under the cut!)

SEBASTIAN

would give you a promise ring because he have the money and he loves you-

nah i'm kidding (i mean it's true, he loves you and money but he doesn't buy one bc of that 😭)

would do like if it was a wedding proposal or smth

and he will take off one of his shoes to kneel down because he does not want to damage it and bend it (yes like in the shorts he did 😂)

"y/n, my baby, my love, my soulmate.. i want you to know that our love will never stop. i will love you forever and this is a promise"

he's so sweet

"even though we're still very young to have like babies or to even have a wedding, i wanted to give you this promise ring so you can know our love is real and will stay strong until we're old enough to have wedding and all these amazing stuff"

bye he's so talkative 🙄

you better kiss him so he can stop talking /hj

JUSTIN

he would give you a promise ring and smile

bye his smile-

"y/n, my love, i love you so much, you know that, right?"

"i know it's not a ring proposal or anything like that, but i still wanted to give you one to make you know our love will stay strong and real until the very end"

"i really hope one day i'll be able to change it for a real one and be able to call you my wife"

CAN YOU STOP BEING CUTE?? THANK YOU

PLUS HE'S SMILING WHILE SAYING THAT, LIKE JP!!!

justin is a real romantic guy in my eyes

so ofc he would make a lil' scene and speech haha

RYAN

okay, okay, if this man do that, know that it's going to be romantic

flowers, little date, beach, sunset.. PICNIC DATE, IDK HE JUST GIVE ME THIS KIND OF VIBE IDK WHY

(imagine if ryan give you a promise ring during a picnic date, bye it'll be so cute 🤭)

just know that if ryan give you a promise ring, know that he cares a lot about you

like a lot

he think you're special

and the only one for him :')

he love you very much omg

"life may not be forever, but our love will be"

bye, ryan why are you so cute???

"i know we're still both young, but since i have met you y/n, i feel like my inner child is happy and that everything's going to be okay if i'm with you"

he's too cute :(

KANE

oh my lord

kane would be so adorable bye-

i mean kane's already adorable, but yeah you got it

"y/n, my darling, my soulmate, my safe person.."

i feel kane would call you with pet names before giving you the promise ring

"y/n, you're the only one for me. i love you so so much and i don't think i could live a day without you and your funny habits you do when you wake up or when you find something annoying.."

this man would do a speech like if he was proposing, bye he's too cute 😭

"i give you this promise ring because i want you to know that our love will live forever and that i'll never let you go"

but it took him a lot of time to choose the ring and how to say his speech without him sounding weird

"dear y/n... no, this is not good! y/n, i love you... no! it's not good enough!"

would literally search on google on how to do a great speech without revealing all the thing he want to say (in others words: how to avoid revealing all your thoughts)

DARREN

darren would be super mega excited about it

like a excited puppy or something 😂🐕

he would be so excited that i feel he wouldn't be able to contain the surprise until the day he want to give you the ring

(he want to practice his speech so it's perfect)

he'll give you hints

and you wouldn't know it!!

"damn i thought you loved wearing rings.." (ok that may not be a great hint, i'll give you that)

other hints be like "y/n, do you think promise rings are overrated or underrated?"

"what do you think about.. promise rings, y/n?"

like darren couldn't keep the surprise (at least not for a very long time)

"even though i told you some hints since almost two weeks.. i hope this promise ring will make you know how our love is strong and how much i want to continue to keep loving you.."

so so cute

REGIE

so cute

i mean we're talking about the regie macalino here 😎

if like him, you're from the philippines, he'll tell you his speech in his language

and if you're not, then he would do in english

or even better

he would do it in your language

the guy downloaded duolingo just to know how to speak your language and to make it more romantic haha

like regie??? do you want us dead?????

he would give you a promise ring that is so shiny

bc in his eyes, you're the shiniest thing he ever saw

"whatever life may come to us, i'll still love you and i always will. and that's a promise, y/n. i love you and i want you to be by my side until we grow old together"

like justin, a real romantic guy.. he'll do a cute speech and all haha

hope you liked it anon!! like i said, i didn't had a lot of inspiration to do a whole scene, but i hoped you liked them! <3

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I got ispired by @sleepis4theweak and her OC Waffles and the fact that he is sand turtle plushie of her's and loking at the fact and that I do have one too, I made an OC too <3 So, say hello to My Boi~

(Little thing about the design, His mask teils act like animal ears and he always has eye bags)

Sandstorm/Sandy/Sandwich

Sandstorm is a Marginated Tortoise He mostly reacts to "Sandy" but he's trying to learn that his name is now "Sandwich" (Name given by Milkshake) He/Him / They/Them (Sand doesn't really even know what's the difference, but if you want to call him, he will just mostly react to his name) He does't really know how to talk, he can understand some human words but he mostly comunicates through actions, facial expresions and of course he's fluent in Tutle sounds! So the rest of our dear babys can comunicate with him this way (Ashame that everyone who is not a turtle, will think that they all are possesed when they would talk with Sandy..) Sandwich eats mostly fruits and vegetables, he doesn't like to try new things, he thinks they are dengerous, especly when they don't smell good! He will never eat any meat. Loud noises makes Sandy scared and angry so he doesn't like being near the rest on the Turtles when they are loud. He preferes people that are calm most of the times (I think he would like Waffles the most :3) So if you want to celebrate something with someone, he wouldn't be the best person to chosee- but if you need some comfort he will not bite you if you will want to hug him :3 (But maybe don't touch him if he can't see you-)

If someone has any questions about My Boi, feel free to ask :3! Your questions will help me develope this Boi ;3

Little back story of his early years

(His story will develop over time, and new information will apear at the bottom of this post, new info will have a Blue ✩ and a date at the front!)

At first he was suppose to be a normal Pet for sale on the Black Market, but by the power of coincident, it all was happening during the time when The Boiz meet Draxum and let the Ooze Quito's loose, which got to the Black Market and mutated Sandwich in to the Boi that you see today!

After his mutation Sandy didn't knew what was going on, in one moment he was small, in someones heands, hearing many loud and scary noises, and in another moment he got big, he fell on the groud, the noises got even louder then before. What was he suppose to do? he didn't even knew how to move in this strange body that he was in now! These strange, for him, Creatures that where near him started to tie him up, and put him in a cage.. but this time a bigger one...

After some time in a cage, he finally figured out how to move, and then he found a perfetc moment to run for his freedom! Away from the loud sounds! Away from these Creatures that did him only harm! To the forest of Staten Island. There he did.. What he has been doing his whole life, eat, sleep, watch the nature around him, just.. being a normal animal, like in the old days.. right..? Of course, he wasn't a normal Tortoise now.. so he had to.. change some things.. for example the time when he slept, Marginated Tortoises are diurnal animals, but looking at the point that he was big now, he couldn't hide eazly in the day like he did before! So now he started sleeping in the day (In borrows made by himself, undergroud) and looking for any food that he could find in the night. The fact that he was doing something, that his body was not build to (I mean sleeping in the day), he was mostly tired at nights, but atleast his black scales helped him blend with the night. But.. this freedom coldn't last long for a Mutant...

After some months of this "perfect life" The Foot found information about a weird creature lurking in under the night sky of Staten Island, and looking at the fact that they were looking for a weapon at the time.. they sended some people to check the place and OH BOI WHAT DID THEY FOUND a half feral turtle?? Of course they adopted him (well at first they forced him to go with them ot their base and stuff-), after some time, and patience from the The Foot, Sandy grew up to be a good warrior. He grew really close to the Lieutenant, whom was teaching besicly everyting that Sandwich knows! Sandy sees him as a perental figure, he even calling him "Pa" (as papa) a few times!

#MyArt #MyOC #TMNT #RotTMNT #Rise of the TMNT #TMNT OC #RotTMNT OC #TMNT Foodie AU #RotTMNT Sandy #Sandy Sandwich #Sandy Ask

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