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runa-falls · 2 years

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lazy day

kinktober prompt: hair pulling

pairing: jake lockley x reader

rating: explicit (18+)

warnings: soft!smut, soft!jake, hair pulling (obv), f!receiving oral, sleepy girl!reader

w/c: 930

a/n: day 2 of kinktober!!! woooo! writing jake [lockley] is new for me so this is probably ooc--enjoy?

[likes are great but reblogs + comments keep me going!]

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You woke up to a different man beside you, body securely tangled with theirs like they’re scared you might run away. His deep grumbling snores and handsomely troubled expression (yes, even when asleep), instantly alluded that Steven was no longer with you.

It’s been a while since Jake has fronted. After several weeks of nonstop missions, you’ve only been able to see quick flashes of an exhausted Steven, tumbling his way back into the flat before falling straight on his face into a deep sleep, or Marc, forcing you to stop what you’re doing and bunker in the bed with him to watch an action movie.

Don’t get it wrong, you love your boys–all three of them. Each has a complimentary personality and enough love to fill the galaxy. But sometimes you worry about Jake. And you missed him.

So you decided that today would be a lazy day.

You both need it—ok, maybe he needs it more than you. But you just want to spend a day with him doing nothing.

You easily nuzzle your way back into his warm chest and breathe in the comforting scent of your man before deciding to sleep until noon—or until you get hungry.

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A soft whisper breaks through your fogged mind, “Turn over, baby.”

“Hm…” Your eyes are still closed as you grunt out an automatic response, your brain still attempting to lull you back to sleep.

“Get on your back for me.”

“‘Kay.” You drowsily flip over, arms folded over your head as your body relaxes into the mattress, unaffected by the new positioning.

The bed dips under his weight as he slowly settles himself at the foot of the bed, creaking lightly as the old springs of the mattress move along with him. He nudges your legs open with his forearms, placing them on either side of him as he scoots closer.

You feel him gently caressing your body from your calves to your thighs, watching your skin bloom with goosebumps as he barely places any weight against you.

His calloused fingers steadily trace the hem of your underwear at the tops of your thighs, his touch is so light that it almost tickles. Your legs attempt to close as your skin becomes hypersensitive from his strokes, but a warm hand keeps you firmly in place before you could move a muscle.

“Be still.” The hoarseness of his voice warms your stomach, making it that much harder to not squeeze your legs shut. Your tired eyes open as he continues to tease your body, gently rubbing circles on your hips and inner thighs. Your center throbs in heat, pooling with slick as his touches grow closer to the area where you really need him.

He calmly hooks his fingers into the waistband of your underwear and pulls them down, you can feel his eyes wash over your bare body. He shamelessly pushes his thumb against the seam of your cunt and messily spreads your wetness over your folds before teasingly blowing cool air against you.

“Let me have a taste…” Your body feels like it's vibrating as he whispers into your skin, the warmth of his breath brushing deliciously over your pulsing center

“Y-yes--” Soft kisses trail up your thighs, pecking and nipping at your softness until stopping right against the edge of your cunt. Your breath hitches when his nose prods against your clit as he slots his lips over your center to taste your lust.

You lazily thread your fingers through Jake’s soft curls, nails lightly running over the expanse of his scalp. His cheek brushes against your inner thigh, mouth, and chin glistening as he shutters out a hoarse groan.

Out of all of the boys, you were surprised to learn how touch-starved Jake is. He’s always been the most methodical as the moon knight; putting away his feelings to efficiently make his way through a mission. But when it comes to you, he lets himself feel–everything and more.

And the one thing that drives him crazy is when you pull his hair.

“That feel good?” You coo, smugly appreciating his glazed-over expression with half-lidded eyes.

“Yes.” Jake is known for his blunt and straightforward words. Never saying more than what’s necessary, and never hiding his intentions unless it interferes with his objective. His response is slightly muffled as he eagerly returns to your cunt. He paints your messy center with kitten licks, savoring the heady taste with each flick.

You cant your hips forward and grip the ends of his hair as he laves his tongue against your clit, grinding slowly against his mouth with your head hung back in ecstasy. He experimentally dips his tongue into your dripping hole, craving to feel you clench around him.

When he tenderly wraps his lips around your clit your cunt flutters around nothing and you abruptly yank at his hair with accidental fervor. The soft sounds of his lips wetly drinking from you mixes with his quiet puffed out groans as you tug at his curls.

“Fuck, baby…again.” You keep your grip on his hair tight as his tongue gratuitously slides against your throbbing clit, flickering teasingly until your thighs tighten around his face.

You can barely keep your eyes open to glance down at his head in between your thighs. His caramel eyes twinkle when they meet yours, face preciously shoved deeply against your heat. His mussed hair frames his face perfectly, displaying the cute flush of his cheeks as he lifts up for a quick breath.

He looks so pretty when he goes down on you.

#jake lockely #jake lockley x reader #jake lockely x you #moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #oscar issac #em's kinktober

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visionsofmagic · 7 months

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day 17: jason todd [thigh riding]

࿓ synopsis • while begging jason to start fuck you, you discover how you can get the pleasure you seek from riding his thigh.

―❦ nsfw, f!reader, brat!reader, pet names, begging, clothes on, red hood!jason, punishment, watching, jerking off, good girl/bad girl dynamic, ‘is all I guess? • 0.7k • who didn’t think about riding jason’s thigh whenever you see his MASSIVE thighs. mmh, delicious. enjoy! [kinktober m.] + the last work for the second week of kinktober 2023, yaaay! feel so good to come this far & the last week of it is close to the gates – open your horny sides for the rest of ‘em – see you in the last week/the week of games! *kiss* & thank you for all!

“really?” he mocks you, a smirk on his attractive face, eyes full of entertainment, understanding what you try to do after he declines the offer of fucking you – he gives you a punishment for being a brat, calling him here, having only a tiny dress on you, exposing every part of your delicate and soft body to his eyes to make him want to bend you over, starting fuck your greedy clit – he indeed has the desire to do that. however, you need to learn your lesson for making him worry about you in a way you should not.

“jay –“ his name leaves your mouth as a pray, so sweetly that his cock twitches with pleasure inside his pants as you sit on one of his thighs, palms on his well-built abdomen with muscle, holding them dearly as a source of steadiness. “please – please – I need you!”

he doesn’t say anything, only watching you while leaning to the chair he’s sitting on – eyes darting between your soaking pussy on his thigh and half-closed eyes as you roll your hips forth and back, holding him tight, biting your lips to keep your loud moans escaping.

“need me? you’re looking you’re having what you need pretty,” his long fingers hold you by the chin, making you look down at the mess you’re making on his massive thigh, the hips moving on their own – the warm feeling is coming because of both his clothed thigh and your naked pussy rubbing it. the painful motion makes the pleasure you receive get higher and higher until you begin to bounce on him like a mad girl, rubbing still from time to time.

the edge’s closeness comes sooner than you expected it to be – it feels so different to fuck you on his thigh while jason has his fisted hand under his chin, the elbow on the side of the chair, looking at you with a smirk on his face – his clothes make you go shy suddenly, making you feel so exposed – so weak.

for him – you will always be weak, and this is known by both of you. the knowledge makes jason put his free hand on your hip, moving it in sync with your movement – cock getting harder because of seeing you trying to make yourself cum – and only by using his thigh without even getting permission.

he chuckles deeply, voice huskier than ever, eyes on your face – bouncing breasts with hardened nipples, pussy clenching and soaking wet, dark circle on his pants, and your moving ass cheeks from sides. “what a mess you’re making out of yourself on my thigh baby,” he hold you by neck now, closing the gap between your bodies as he pulls you into himself, smirk is still there, burning you alive. “and only by riding my thigh, huh? always a brat, greedy slut for me, aren’t you princess?”

nodding, you close your eyes, breaths hitting your face, sending another source of warmness into your core, making the climax you seek to reach its highest point.

harder you ride his thigh, the more his cock grows bigger inside his pants – a bulge appears visibly, and he can’t hold himself back from jerking himself off above the clothes – hand moving up and down rapidly, same pace as your hips.

and when you look at it, you moan his name loudest, coming undone at the exact moment he holds your hand and makes you hold his bulge, his dripping precum creates a darker color on his pants.

“fuccck – jason!”

he doesn’t wait for you – to get yourself together, get the power to open your blurry eyes, and witness the great amount of wetness you created – your cum drips from his pants onto the floor, chest raising up and down, hot breathes hit his chest you put your forehead on.

by holding your hair gently, he makes you look at him – a pride blooms in his face, sending chills, “what a bad girl,” he remarks, “ride herself on my thigh and cum shamelessly while I was trying to teach her a lesson. even though I like how you look right now, I don’t want my girl to stay ignorant. so, do you want to be my good girl again, slut?” he asks, the grip on your hair getting tighter.

nodding mindlessly, you let him pick your body up – with bridal style, he holds you, walking to the bed you share. “then, you will lie down and take my cock inside your warm pussy princess. you are the reason why my dick is dripping now after all.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina & @snowprincesa1 & @dookiemeshibear & @chloee0x0 & @marmar-c *lots of kisses!*

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sluttywoozi · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 15: BangChan + Pregnancy Kink

For 🩷

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.7K

Pairing: Bangchan x Reader | Genre: smut

Warnings: pregnancy kink (im fr), pregnant sex, oral f. rec., fingerfucking, piv sex, dirty talk, they are in love okay, breeding kink, lots of cum, mention of a plug, slightly possessive chris, creampie, aftercare

Reader Notes: pregnant, has a vagina, wap

Chris is a firm believer that you only grow more beautiful with each passing day, and now that you’re pregnant, he’s nearly fanatical in that belief. How could he not be when you’re standing before him looking like this?

He knows he came into the bedroom for something, but for his life, he can’t recall it. All thoughts fled his mind the second he laid eyes on you, fresh out of the shower and all dewy and moisturized in your cute little pajamas, your growing belly on display thanks to the cropped nature of your top.

“Hey, babe,” you call out absentmindedly as you kiss him and shuffle over to the dresser, grabbing a pair of compression socks and backing up to the bed. Chris returns your greeting and follows you, holding his hand out and waiting for you to pass them over before kneeling in front of you and lifting one of your feet onto his knee. You can still put your socks and shoes on by yourself but why should you if he’s around?

His hands are gentle as he guides the socks on one at a time, giving the arch of each foot a firm squeeze once the elastic is settled. You scratch your nails through his hair in thanks, making him shiver and press a kiss to your knee. He gets distracted swiftly, the scent of your cocoa butter lotion inviting and the feel of your soft, warm skin intoxicating.

“Babe, I know you just showered and you probably wanna relax but do you think I could maybe, like, eat you out?” He asks cautiously, before he gets too ahead of himself.

“Chris, I love you more than anything in this world.”

You sound like you’re tearing up and when his eyes find yours again, he finds that you are. He knows better than to call attention to it at this point and instead just smiles at you, fully endeared, before hooking his fingers in your shorts and starting to tug them down. Bracing yourself, you lift your hips to help him, making the process smoother and baring you to him that much faster.

He spreads your legs and wedges his shoulders in between, ducking a bit to get your thighs up on them before leaning in and taking a deep breath, knowing it’s the last he’ll get until he makes you cum.

It seems just the idea of him making you feel good was enough to get you hot, the heady taste of your arousal pulling a groan from deep in his chest as he licks a fat stripe up your cunt.

He’s been loving you long enough to know how you like it, and he’s been loving you too long to do anything but give you exactly what you want - his lips suctioned around your clit and one of his fingers teasing your entrance. You always got wet for him before, but now you easily get drenched. Bless pregnancy hormones.

His finger slips in easily, your welcoming walls sucking it deeper inside until his knuckles are flush to your lower lips. You let out a sigh and lean back on your hands, giving him more room to work as he licks and sucks at your clit.

“Chris,” you whine plaintively, and before you can even ask, he gives you what he knows you want, sliding his middle finger in on the next thrust and spreading both to stretch you out. You feel like heaven, hot and wet and perfect, and you taste like it too, his tongue dipping down to push into your entrance alongside his fingers.

He replaces his mouth on your clit with his thumb, pressing down and swirling circles into the swollen little bud as he curls his fingers in search of your g-spot. When your hips buck into him, he knows he’s found it, and with every thrust, he aims his fingertips at the ridged patch, hoping to make you gush.

His mouth returns to your clit and your moans grow louder, more desperate. He just knows you’re getting close - you cum so much easier now - and he groans eagerly around you, the vibrations of it making you clench down on his fingers in pulses.

He works a third into your needy cunt and the stretch is enough to break you, your head falling back on your shoulders as you shake and whimper, every sound making his dick twitch in his boxers.

“Chris,” you moan as you slide a hand into his hair and pull, your grip almost painful until he realizes you’re pulling him away from you.

“S’wrong?” He pants, licking around his lips and stilling his fingers.

“Get up here, I want your cock,” you plead, making him swear to himself and stumble to his feet, carefully withdrawing his fingers before rushing to undress with shaky hands. As soon as his jeans touch the floor, he steps out of them and into you, taking hold of your legs and helping you get all the way onto the bed.

He guides you into the position you’ve found is best for making love now that your stomach is growing, waiting for you to turn onto your side before tugging a pillow into place beneath your belly and hooking his arm under your knee to pull your leg up and out. Straddling your other leg, he lines himself up and starts to sink inside you, your plush cunt like molten velvet around him.

He pauses, letting you adjust and waiting for the squeeze you always give him as a signal. When your pussy ripples around him, he draws his hips away from you and surges back in, a wet smack filling the room as he begins to fuck you.

Your sounds join it soon, the sweet melody of your pleasure music to his ears. He never lets you moan alone, always tries to be vocal because he knows how much you like to hear him too, because it actually feels better to let the noises out, to be free and open about how he feels.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful like this,” he groans as he fucks in and out of you, his cock throbbing and leaking within the tight grasp of your walls. “All round and full because of me.”

“Makes me wanna just, fuck, keep you pregnant, keep you full of my cum when you aren’t full of my baby. Do you want that, honey? Want me to fuck you raw every night so we know you’ve always got some of me inside you?”

“Fuck, Chris, yes, yes, I want that,” you cry, your fingers clutching his where they hold your leg in place.

“I’ll give it to you, honey. I’ll give you a-anything,” he promises you, feeling white hot tension pooling at the base of his spine as his release builds. He used to be able to last before he knocked you up, but almost everything about making love to you has changed. You’re more sensitive, you get fucking soaked for him, you can nearly cum on command, and you even taste different.

He knows life will change after the baby too, knows there’s an untold amount of things that will happen, but he thinks he can handle anything as long as he has you by his side.

“I love you so fucking much, honey,” he nearly sobs, tangling his fingers with yours and leaning down to brace himself on one arm above you. He needs to be close to you, needs to hear you perfectly when you tell him-

“I love you, Chris, so much. You don’t even know,” you sob back, but of course he does, of course he knows.

“I do, honey. I promise I do. Fuck, I’m gonna cum, please cum with me,” he moans raggedly, pulling his hand away from yours and releasing your leg to rub your clit with two fingers, holding off his orgasm until he feels you start to clench around him. You turn your head and his open lips meet yours in a deep kiss just as his cock starts to jerk and stuff you to the brim.

His head spins, and he says words he doesn’t exactly remember, words you’ll tease him about later. Something about breeding you, about getting a plug to keep his cum inside you, about building you a house with however many rooms you want, rooms he wants to fill.

By the time he’s done, he’s pink in the face and empty in the head, panting into your neck in between kisses to your soft skin. He pulls out slowly, replacing his cock with his fingers to keep his cum inside of you, removing them and helping you onto your back when he notices your thigh start to twitch.

“Alright, baby?” He murmurs, inspecting you for sore spots as you catch your breath and find him with your eyes.

“Never been better,” you pant in response, pouting and reluctantly letting him go when he starts to pull away. Endeared, he kisses you on the forehead and climbs off the bed, jogging to the bathroom naked to start a warm bath and dampen a washcloth. He returns swiftly, cleaning you up before helping you off the bed and into the bathroom.

He watches you carefully get in the tub, his hands at the ready to steady you. When you’re safely ensconced in the warm water, he climbs in behind you, wrapping you up in his arms and heaving a great sigh as you settle into him.

You fall asleep almost immediately, and Chris just holds you and your belly, counting all the days until your baby joins you, all the days you might let him fill you up again, feeling more grateful and in love than ever.

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writing-for-marvel · 8 months

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Mob!Bucky’s Kinktober Honeymoon Masterlist

Welcome to my first Kintober event! I’ve been on tumblr for over two years now and previously I’ve been too intimidated by the sheer magnitude of this event to try participating, but this year I thought I’d give it a go!

In the aim of doing something a little different, I’ve decided to stray from the ‘normal’ Kinktober format and instead will be writing for only one couple as they explore Europe and each other during their honeymoon - as inspired by the lovely @holacia3

All fics will be with the same Mob!Bucky x Wife!Reader established relationship and though they will be linked, each can be read on its own.

This event and my blog are strictly 18+ only - minors and ageless blogs do not interact. Dividers by me, please do not use

💋 Join my Kinktober Taglist 💋

Main Masterlist | Ask me anything! | Library | Ko-fi

Day 1: Mile High Club (1.7k)

Day 4: Overstimulation (1.8k)

Day 7: Striptease (1.6k)

Day 10: Exhibitionism (1.2k)

Day 13: Somnophilia (1.2k)

Day 16: Massage (1.6k)

Day 19: Sex Toys (1.6k)

Day 22: Balcony Sex (1.6k)

Day 25: Body Worship (2.5k)

Day 28: Filming (1.5k)

Day 31: Breeding Kink (2.1k)

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #Kinktober masterlist #Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x reader #bucky barnes au #mob bucky barnes #mafia bucky barnes #mafia bucky x reader #mob bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes smut #Bucky Barnes Kinktober #marvel Kinktober #em writes

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dnvrsmedia · 7 months

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Touch Me, Feel Me

Sevika x Reader (afab) smut

Kinktober

an: uh hi! it’s been a real long time & i come back bearing very filthy smut as promised HAHA

warnings: breeding kink 🤓

Ragged breaths escape your plush lips, dry from exhaustion. Eyes tilted up and back, unable to keep focus as the brute above you thrusts her hips in an ungodly manner.

Being the mechanic that you were, tinkering with hex tech was a pastime you enjoyed frequently. Knowing that Sevika’s birthday was coming up motivated you to finish something you had been working on for a long time. You were able to make technology to allow someone to regain feeling in a prosthetic. This idea came to you during one of the many nights you laid on Sevika’s chest. Soft strokes of her arm lightly scratching your back in comfort.

“I miss the way you feel on my arm.” Sevika kept her gaze on the ceiling.

Thoughts flurrying in her brain. Her strong jaw clenched in an act to make her exclude any emotion that may slip. You on the other hand, stunned. Sevika refuses to talk about her lost arm. The adjustment that was made post explosion left your relationship chipped, but not broken. From then on, you worked diligently to give your lover a new meaning.

You didn’t necessarily think your new technology would lead to Sevika attaching the device to her thick and lengthy silicon cock. Although, Sevika being Sevika, it truly didn’t surprise you.

“F-fuck! Vika, oh my-“ Your moans of deep pleasure increase by tenfold, the buff woman above you pistons her hips deeply into your core.

Her flesh hand snaking its way across your budding clit, rubbing furious circles into damnation. Drool dripping hotly onto the sheets from your gaped mouth as your center leaks from your pleasure. Slick coating the thick member while leaking down Sevika’s thick mountainous thighs. Her essence mixing with yours as her cunt weeps at the sensations of your warmth encompassing her member.

“That’s fucking it, baby. You like how this dick feels, huh? How full i’m- oh fuck- how full i’m making you?” The most powerful woman of Zaun grunts in your ear as her hips never farther.

Babbling is all you are left with as the piece works your walls. Stretching and massaging the spot that makes your toes curl. Sevika can feel the clenching of your muscles around her and moans a moan you’ve never thought could manifest from betwixt her lips. Your eyes full of adoration of how good she is feeling. You turn your gaze to watch as Sevika’s muscles contract in every movement made. Her abs on full display as her body contorts. Her nipples fully erect on her chest make you dizzy. It’s not very often that Sevika allows you to touch her breasts, but when she does it always makes her shiver. With no rational thoughts flowing through your brain, you unconsciously lift your hand up to her chest, catching a hold of her swelled bud, and pinch.

A roar from the bellows of her being errupts from the brute above. Like a light switch was flipped, Sevika shifts her body to contain your hands above your head in restraint.

“Who fucking told you it was okay yo do that? What a fucking whore you are. You say you made this for my arm but deep down we both know you wanted this.” Sevikas impossible pace picks up faster than you thought was possible.

At this point, silent screams are leaving your body as it is being found impossible to make noise. Your eyes fully roll to the back of your head in pleasure, unable to look at your lover above you. Your bilss taken away from you as her flesh hand removes itself from your clit with a firm ‘smack!’ a whine released itself from your throat as a plea.

“Watch yourself, baby.” Sevika halts all movement making you whimper and rustle in your restraint.

“Please.” You whimper softly, feeling too lightheaded to do more than that.

“What was that?” Sevika teased, slowly teasing herself back onto you, watching you fall apart.

“Vika, please! I need you!” You whine loudly, thrashing harshly in her hold. You can tell that she thrived off teasing you as her chin rose in pride and her smirk grew.

And in an instant, she’s back to fucking you open.

Sevika pushes to your climax with fast, sloppy thrusts . You can tell she is close by the guttural grunts and increased filthy words.

“Come on baby let me feel you cum on my cock. This pussy fucking loves taking me. Fucking take it!” And with that, you’re climaxing. Stars erupt behind your eyes as bliss comes running to you at full force.

“Gonna fuckin’ cum, gonna full you so good, baby! This pussy so fucking good.” Sevika is not too far behind you as she’s collapsing above you.

Moments pass before you feel your lover slip out of you with a wince. You giggle at her, she forgot to turn off the device allowing her to feel you. An annoyed pout adorns her face before she playfully smacks your thigh.

“Happy Birthday, Vika.” You kiss her lips slowly and passionately, showing your appreciation.

#dnvrsmedia #ask em!#em rambles #sevika headcanon #sevika x reader #sevika drabble #sevika arcane #sevika x reader smut #arcane sevika #sevika arcane x reader #sevika fic #sevika my love #kinktober #arcane kinktober #sevika kinktober #arcane smut #arcane fanfic

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seraphdreams · 9 months

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SERAPHDREAMS KINKTOBER 2023.

"I MEAN I'M CUTE BUT ALSO REALLY FUCKING CREEPY." — hi, it’s your resident bimbo! i’m so excited to do this again so let’s get into, yeah?

OCTOBER 6TH.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"TO SEE WHAT YOUR INSIDES LOOK LIKE." | ARMIN ARLERT.

cw. fem!reader, ghostface!armin, modern au, mentions of murder, symbolism, noncon/dubcon, insanity, manipulation, monomania + more..

armin’s worked hard to build up his perfect life, and he certainly wasn’t expecting for someone to have what he strived for just handed to them. he’s obsessed — with a life that isn’t his.

OCTOBER 13TH.

ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? | GOJO SATORU, SUGURU GETO.

cw. fem!reader, college au, dark content, kidnapping, use of toys, fearplay, blindfolds/restrictions, noncon/dubcon + more..

the campus power outage gives your sly classmates a proper chance to get to know you.

OCTOBER 20TH.

LORD GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE. | TAIJU SHIBA.

cw. fem!reader, sacrilege, corrupt priest!taiju, dark content, power play/power imbalance, manipulation, unprotected sex, behavioral therapy, christian ideologies + more..

taiju’s known amongst his community as one of the best. surely, he could handle looking after a young, hot, brat — maybe even teach her his ways.

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shealwaysreads · 8 months

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Caught

Laurent arched, catlike, and turned to catch Damen’s eye.

“Damen, come on—” he sighed, stretched, threw down the gauntlet “—like you mean it. Like you want me with child. Deeper.”

Damen’s hips stuttered—he couldn’t—they couldn’t—but suddenly, he wanted—then drove forward.

Soon he spilled, but held still.

“Let it take, Laurent.”

Read it here on Ao3 🖤

Written as part of @captiveprincekinktober for the prompt ‘breeding'

Part of the Such-Like I Love Series

#captiveprincekinktober #shameless abuse of em dashes #but it still counts as a microfic #kinktober #captive prince #lamen #damen x laurent #capri #capri fanfic #my writing #mine #such-like i love #things to read

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whatthebodygraspsnot · 7 months

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Kinktober 2023 - @gallavichthings Word-count: 4,400 words Bingo Squares: Lingerie, Striptease, Collar. Additional Tags: husbands, sassy service top sub ian, dom bottom mickey, daddy kink, pet names, striptease, lingerie, collar, ian pulls off pink like a motherfucker, mickey thinks it’s really fucking hot (mickey POV) [ follow my cards ]

Summary: Ian has never shied away from colors when it comes to his wardrobe. So when Mickey’s off-handed joke about a pink and white crop top gains traction, he doubles all the way down. Because if there’s one thing he loves more than finding new ways to look hot for his husband, it’s committing to the bit. Mickey’s about to have his hands very, very full.

[ read it on archive of our own ]

#(jaden voice) they said what color for that neck i told em PINK #gallavich #ray writes #kinktober 2023

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spn-fanfic-reblog-writes · 7 months

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Hihi!! Can i req for kinktober 8. fuck or die with sam Winchester or castiel (idm) the readers dying and only there onsolved feelings for sam or cas is the only way to save (if you get me 🙇‍♀️🩷)

Thank you for the ask, Anon! ❤️❤️❤️

I was already planning to do a similar version but I like yours better. Here ya go!

Warning: heterosexual sex (p in v), unprotected sex, wrap it up, kiddos! nipple play, tw: love curse, tw: physical pain, tw: person dying, schmoopy, Angst and Fluff and Smut

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, (Ask request)

“Sam, it hurts.”

Y/n looked pale as he held her in his arms with his cell phone pressed between his ear and shoulder.

“Hello, Dearie.”

“Rowena, Y/n got hit with a curse…” Sam proceeded to explain the events that led up to now, including Castiel being unable to heal her or affect the spell cast on her.

“Oh, Darling,” Rowena trilled. “You’re gonna need to make love to the lass.”

“What?!” Sam squeaked. He’d had a crush on Y/n since meeting her, nearly a year ago, finding her cute, and kind, and they seemed to have similar interests in books and research. From the first time he saw her smile, he was caught in her web, and she had no idea.

“You heard me, Samuel.” She paused for a few moments, realizing the situation as Sam remained silent. “You have feelings for her?”

Sam eyed Y/n, who was wrapped in a blanket in his arms, dozing.

“Yes,” he confirmed, quietly on the phone. “I can’t let her die, Rowena.”

“Oh, you poor boy. I told you what you have to do, but there is a catch, Samuel, darling.”

Sam silently waited.

“She has to have feelings for you in return. The spell is a sort of curse and love spell. If the other doesn’t reciprocate, it kills the one who is cursed. You have 24 hours at most from when the spell is cast upon them, and you both have to admit your feelings for each other.”

Sam felt the blood in his face drain away at the realization they were extremely short on time. It had been six hours already as he had scoured the library’s card catalog before calling the witch.

“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT? SHE KEEPS FALLING ASLEEP AND CAN BARELY EAT!” Sam quietly yelled through gritted teeth, waking Y/n who looked up at him; however, he didn’t notice.

“Samuel.” Rowena quietly informed, “The spell will allow you to make love once things…get going or said. Trust me. This is the only way to break the curse. You can do this. While I haven’t met her, I’m certain she has feelings for you too.” Rowena almost sounded as if she was lamenting.

“Thanks, Rowena,” Sam replied quietly as he contemplated how to save Y/n.

Dean saw Sam hang up and looked at him expectantly.

“I’ll explain later. I got this,” Sam informed Dean.

Sam looked down to the now awake Y/n, who watched him.

“Are you ok?” she asked softly. Her weakened state making even talking troublesome.

Sam’s face softened—amazed that she was worried about him despite her dying—and nodded. He kissed her hair. “Yes. We need to get you to your room and settled in bed.”

Without a word or warning, Sam changed his arm placement and picked Y/n up bridal style causing her to yelp. He grinned at her. “I’ve got you, Y/n. Nothing is gonna hurt you if I can help it.”

Dean and Castiel secretly smiled at each other and held hands under the library table.

While Sam walked to Y/n’s room in the bunker, he thought back about his interactions with Y/n, wondering if she feels the same way about him. They’d been spending more time together over the last few months. They'd been texting each other daily and Y/n would always text good morning and good night to him. He began to feel confident that she felt the same way, but getting her to admit those feelings might be harder.

By the time Sam put Y/n down in her bed, she had fallen asleep again. Her body was shutting down. He sat down next to her and gently caressed her face, calling her name.

Y/n blinked a few times before awakening to see Sam smiling at her, and she smiled back and placed her hand on his hand on her face. “Hi,” she greeted, her eyes soft and her cheeks barely pink.

Is she blushing? Sam wondered.

“Hi,” Sam returned.

“What did Rowena say?”

Sam dropped his hand away from her face as he spoke. “She said it was a love curse.”

Y/n looked at her lap. “Oh. What does that mean?”

Sam sighed and clarified, “Rowena said that you would need to admit your feelings to who you’re in love with and…and…make love.” He could feel his face heating up as he looked towards her nightstand, then back at her.

Y/n eyebrows rose into her hairline, her slightly pinkened cheeks darkening. She remained silent a moment, then winced and whined at the pain in her abdomen. “I don’t understand how, Sam.”

“She said the curse will allow you, once things start going. If there is someone we need to call or get, I’m sure Cas will go get them.”

She smiled widely and looked at him, placing her hand on his cheek.

“Sam,” she gently chided. “There isn’t anyone else.”

His heart raced on his chest as his cooling face began to heat up. “What do you mean?”

Y/n knew if she was going to live, it was now or never as her heart rate increased. Her chest started aching but she ignored it. “You.” she explained, her voice trembling. “Ever since I met you, it’s been you.”

Sam took this as permission. He leaned down and brushed his lips, chastely, against hers. His stomach fluttered with butterflies and bees. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her. Her chest warmed and tension faded away. It was so much easier to breathe. He bracketed her in with his arms, knees between her legs, tangling his fingers in her soft y/c hair. The kiss reassured her as her body felt to be tentatively improving. She tightened her arms further as her strength returned, crushing her lips against his, and moaned. He slid his tongue against hers and a dance ensued as they devoured each other.

Y/n captured Sam’s moans as she pushed her chest against him. Pulling away from him, she looked up and smiled. “I think we should, um…” She looked away, unable to complete the sentence.

“Right,” Sam agreed, realizing what she meant. He sat on his haunches, removed his plaid, and pulled off his shirt. Y/n turned to watch him at his words with an eyebrow raised and chewing on her lower lip. “Y/n.” He chuckled at her watching him.

“Right,” she agreed. She grabbed the front hem and pulled off her shirt revealing a spaghetti strap undershirt.

“You don’t wear a bra?” Sam asked.

“Do I look like I need to wear a bra?” She asked incredulously, and grabbed her breasts through the undershirt. She giggled, “It’s not like I got a lot here.”

“I don’t know. I think I need a better look to judge for sure.” he teased, acting playfully thoughtful.

She pulled off her undershirt revealing her chest. Her breasts, while on the small side, seemed to be the perfect size for Sam, just enough to fill his hand. He squeezed slightly and grinned. “I think you’re perfect.”

Y/n could feel her face heat up at the compliment.

With his other hand, Sam tilted Y/n face up to him and tenderly kissed her. Y/n pushed him away, frustrated. “Sam, we need to speed this up. I’m already starting to feel…weird.”

“Weird, how?”

“I don’t know. Not like myself. Just like before. Off.” She couldn’t figure out how to explain it but remembers a similar feeling hours earlier before the pain started. Determined to get the show on the road, Y/n repositioned herself to be kneeling and pulled Sam down to her. She skipped his lips and went for his neck, sucking marks in his skin across his jugular then his Adam’s apple. Sam gasped in surprise, then moaned, causing her to chuckle.

You’re mine, Sam.

Sam was stunned at her directness and desire for him. His hands sat at her hips. She moved slowly from one side of his neck to the other.

And I’m yours.

Sliding her hands down his arms, squeezing and feeling their strength and definition, she grabbed his wrists, slid one to her ass, and the other to her breast, squeezing his hands. He finished rebooting and pinched her nipple, gently rolling it between his thumb and forefinger while he massaged her asscheek. Y/n moaned into his neck, then nipped and licked his shoulder.

She slid her hands down his chest, stopping to trace his defined abdominal muscles. The feel of his muscles went straight to her core and she could feel that she suddenly soaked her panties. She had a muscle kink and never told anyone since it was very superficial. She went to his belt, unbuckling it blindly while she nibbled his collarbone. She popped open the button, then slowly pulled his zipper down.

Surprised, he glanced down, seeing her finger the edge of his boxer-briefs. “Y/n, you’re moving fast.”

Y/n pulled back. “Sam, take off my pants,” she commanded, then hesitantly asked, “Can I take off yours?”

She grinned and worked his underwear and pants down together. His large cock sprung out and she stopped to stare. “Holy shit.”

Now it was Sam’s turn to blush. He had never gotten that reaction before. He worked to remove her pants and she helped. Once they were both naked, they took each other in for a few moments.

“Is there anything you don’t like?” inquired Y/n.

This was not going how he imagined it but answered anyway. “Uh…not that I can think of right now. If you do something I don’t like, I’ll let you know.”

“Same,” she confirmed.

“You?” he asked.

“Um, no penetrating my ass this time around. Need to clean up.”

“Ok.”

Things stalled a bit for Sam but not for Y/n. She wrapped her hand around his girth, stroking his length. Sam practically growled at her action. She bit her lower lip and giggled. She leaned forward, licking the underside from base to tip then engulfed the tip in her mouth. He growl-groaned at the sensation. Since she was unable to communicate, she grabbed his hand and placed it on the back of her head. He instantly grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her off.

“If you keep that up, I’m not gonna last.”

She failed to hide her grin, never having had someone react so strongly to her. “Then fuck me, Sam.”

Sam leaned forward and picked her up as he sat back on his heels. Y/n’s breath trembled and a shiver went down her spine at the change. He cocked a brow at her but she just held on to his shoulders as he did the same to her thighs and ass

“Y/n, I need to tell you something.”

“Sam,” she begged and squirmed in his hands and arms. “Please.” She wrapped her legs around him and he lined his cock up to her entrance, lowering her.

They both groaned the moment he began to penetrate her hot, wet heat. The burn from Sam’s large size felt amazing, especially once he bottomed out. She took a few slow, deep breaths, having never felt so full.

“Are you ok?” Sam asked, concerned.

Her pupils were dilated with barely any y/e/c shown. “So full,” she panted and squirmed on his cock. “Please, Sam. Please fuck me.”

Sam slowly thrust into her soaked channel at first. Throwing her head back, she closed her eyes and moaned. Once he started to speed up, she panted and whined. “More,” she begged.

He gently laid her down on the bed, bringing her further up his thighs, and thrust into her with force. The strength of his thrusts sent lightning down his spine to his groin. He knew he was close. She screamed with pleasure, encouraging Sam to continue. She brought her hands to her nipples, rolling them around and pinching them. He pressed open-mouth kisses across her chest and left marks from his teeth on the inside of both her breasts with licks from his tongue.

She carded fingers through Sam’s hair, damp from sweat, and scratched his scalp, causing him to groan. Her hand goes rubbing her clit. He gasped at her walls clenching around him and this pushed her over the brink, crashing and burning as she screamed through her release. The sight of her — beautiful and sexy— was such that he, too, grunted and exploded, filling her full.

Sam bracketed her in again with his hands on either side of her shoulders. He huffed and panted, trying to catch his breath. She smiled blissfully at him. She raised a finger and lightly touched his cheek. “How are you?”

He huffed a laugh. “Great.”

Her hand dropped to her chest and she panted, “Me too.”

He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers, and rubbed his nose against hers. She lightly giggled.

“I love you, Sam.” She told him like it was an everyday thing they told each other.

He smiled widely, “I love you, Y/n.”

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The next afternoon, Y/n was in the library reading in Sam’s lap, snuggled against him.

“How are the lovebirds?” Dean teased.

“We’re good,” replied Y/n. She grabbed her cell, looked at it, then put it down. “Five more minutes,” she informed Sam.

He kissed the top of her head. “Ok.”

“Five more minutes until what?” asked Castiel.

“We’re making sure the curse is broken and there is a time limit on it. While we don’t know the exact time, we have an idea of when it was, give or take, so just waiting it out to make sure.”

Dean and Cas chuckled. “Mind if we wait with you?”

“Of course, the more the merrier,” replied Y/n. Dean and Castiel sat down next to each other. Castiel on Dean’s laptop and Dean on his phone as they held hands under the table

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runa-falls · 2 years

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crystal tears

summary: let's just say steven was curious, but curiosity killed the cat...

(gif by @pedropcl)

pairing: steven grant x reader

warnings: SMUT (18+), handjob, edging, ruined orgasm, dacryphilia, sub!steven, overstimulation, no plot, sorry steven ;-;

w/c: 530

a/n: late (ik i'm so late) also steven didn't deserve this 😭 but it is what it is

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Steven shivers as you gently run the tip of your finger up the length of his throbbing cock. A breath stutters out of him as you teasingly circle your finger around his leaking tip.

You've been working him up for a while, edging him over and over until every soft touch makes his body tremble and recoil into itself.

You gently tap against his sensitive head, grinning cruelly as his thighs tense under you.

It’s too much, yet not enough.

A low groan vibrates through his chest as you glide your wettened fingers over his sensitive length, feeling him pulse under your touch.

You glance up at his flushed face, watching as he tries to temper himself from cumming. With a hint of cruel curiosity, you give him a sudden squeeze.

“No–n-no please!” His voice, usually so energized and light, comes out hoarse and broken--overly-strained by his attempts to hold back.

His eyes squeeze shut as his hips push upwards and away from the mattress. You can tell he's trying his best to soothe the intensity of the sensation.

You watch him relax with relief as you release him from your hold--but his sense of reprieve does not last for long.

Steven whines as you begin to tap the pad of your finger against his leaking tip. You watch with hungry eyes as his precum strings along with your movements as you pull away.

Despite the minimal stimulation of the action, Steven is so sensitive that pressure begins to quickly build inside of him. He can't believe he's about to cum from barely being touched.

You can only watch as your soft swipes and touches insistently push him toward the edge. With each touch, his hands grips harder at the sheets and his breathing speeds up.

You can tell he's about to tip over the edge as his groans turn into whimpers.

Right before he can cum, you pull your hands away, watching as his cock twitches desperately in front of you, searching for any type of stimulation to finally push him over the edge.

You lean in and blow gently against the length of him. Suddenly, his body stiffens.

You hear a broken sob retch from his throat as cum slowly spills down his cock and over his lap. He's cumming but he still feels so worked up, so unsatified.

Like everything was building to nothing.

Hot tears prick at the corners of his deep brown eyes as he makes a mess of his lap, embarrassed by the way he can't control his body. By how easily he let himself go with one soft blow.

“Look at you, honey. Cumming from just a little bit of attention.” You coo, watching as tears trail down his flushed cheeks.

God, he’s precious.

His hips helplessly cant upwards, chasing the remnants of an orgasm he’ll never get back.

“You want more, baby?” You firmly push your palm against his cock, feeling it jerk prettily in between your hand and his stomach. He cries out as his cock twitches in overstimulation, body almost trembling under you as your fingers experimentally squeeze around him.

Despite his the sensationless orgasm, he desperately tries to scoot away from your touch. “N-no more! Please! Ah–” You stroke him one last time before letting go.

“Ok, Steven, we can stop…”

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andersonfetish · 6 months

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flordia kilos

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sluttywoozi · 8 months

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Kinktober Day 1: Breeding Kink + Joshua

For 🧊

Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: 633

Pairing: Joshua x Reader | Genre: smut

Warnings: breeding kink, mention of bc and sti testing, orgasm delay, cumming together, creampie

Reader Notes: has a vagina

Joshua doubts you expected this when you told him about your new birth control, when you told him that as long as the tests were clear, you wouldn’t need condoms anymore. But here you are, bent over the bed with your dress shoved up and your panties pulled to the side, your cunt stuffed to the brim with his aching cock.

“Take it, baby. Take it all,” Joshua groans through gritted teeth, his hands tight on your hips and his heavy balls slapping against your ass with every stroke. He already came inside you once and he can feel it, oh fuck, he can feel it. You were wet before, you always get so damn wet for him, but now he’s gliding inside you, a squelch accompanying each thrust. He can see a thick ring of white around the base of his cock and his thighs are shining with the combination of your cum and his, but it’s still not enough.

“Gonna breed you full,” he promises, nearly feral with the idea of pumping even more of his seed into you, enough to spill out, enough to sti-

Well, it won’t stick now, but maybe someday, Joshua thinks. Your answering moan is muted in the duvet but he hears you anyway, grips you just a bit tighter, fucks you just a bit harder. His cock twitches in you when your walls start to flutter around him, but he’s not ready to cum again yet. He’s got one, maaaaybe two left in him, and he wants to make them count.

He also wants to cum together, like (almost) always. Of course, he pushes you over the edge without him sometimes, but when possible, he loves getting to reach that high together. It makes him feel closer to you, makes everything feel ten times better, makes his orgasms last so long they leave him breathless.

“Wait, honey, wait for just a little longer. Let me savor you.”

And savor you he does.

He bends over your body, grinds into you deep and heavy, laying kisses over the exposed parts of your neck and back. He doesn’t bother to hold back his sounds, never holds back with you, always wants you to know exactly how much he wants you.

You whine, shivering beneath him, and he digs his teeth into the curve of your throat, not enough to bruise but enough to sting. You moan his name, your back arching and your hips tilting, and suddenly, he can fit inside you to the root. He feels your walls clamp down around his cock, feels the drag of his veins against the rippling muscles of your cunt, feels the magma start to gather low in his stomach, and knows that you’re done waiting.

You moan high and sweet as you shatter, your pussy locking him deep inside you and practically milking the hot cum from him. It’s pavlovian for him to break as soon as you do, but it’s so new and delicious and life-altering to be filling you up instead of a condom. He thinks you like it too, your weak whimpers of, “Give it to me,” going straight to his cock and pulling out a dry, mind bending orgasm that leaves him collapsed over you and panting.

His head spins, his heart races, his vision blurs, and still, it’s not enough. He just can’t stop jerking inside of you, his hips bucking without his permission as your walls squeeze him tight, and even with all of the cum filling you up, he still wants to pump you with more.

Joshua wonders if it will ever be enough. If two loads weren't, what will be?

He doesn’t know, but he’s an optimist before anything else so he’ll just have to go for three.

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