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❝You will be mine forever until you perish.❞ ✧ ೃ༄
—300 (meant to be 200) FOLLOWERS EVENT!
—PAIRING ✰ ZHONGLI x FEM!READER
—CONTENT WARNINGS ✰ explicit smut,noncon, yandere tendencies, mentions of kidnapping, baby trapping, delusional zhongli, unprotected sex, spanking, etc.
—WORDCOUNT ✰ 1.5k
—CHARACTER CHOSEN BY ✰ @lxverss
—EVENT MASTERLIST & RULES ✰
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Zhongli's gloved hand came down to your ass harshly for the 18th time tonight, making you bite his thigh in pain. He only chuckled darkly at your feeble attempt of hurting him. His hand slowly smoothes down the skin of your ass, the plump flesh jiggling in his big hand as he admires the reddish tint his brutal hits left behind. The handprints evident on your plump behind. You did not want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your tears but fucking god did it hurt.
Your muffled cry could be heard when his hand came down on your ass again, the impact stinging even more this time. He shushed your pitiful noises with a mocking smirk, making the tears in your lashline finally fall down your swollen cheeks. "Does it hurt, darling?" He asked with faux sympathy, making you even more enraged. You wanted to scream at him, pull on his hair for ruining your life like this. But you stayed silent, clutching onto him for dear life as he hummed. "Just one more to go, my love. Your punishment will be over soon enough." You grit your teeth in anger. Punishment for what? Trying to escape from this hellhole of a prison he has kept you in? Tears flowed freely down your chin in frustration, soaking his pants. You hated him. Despised this man who took you away from your family, from your normal life. But you hated the fact that you were aroused right now. Aroused from being forcibly bent over his knee and hit by none other than your captor. You felt the shame burn in your tear soaked cheeks, which only made the bulge pressing into your lower tummy harder, bigger.
This time the hit wasn't just on your ass, he smacked the back of your thighs which he knew were sensitive, worsening the pain. You almost jumped out of his lap from the mere force, a broken sob leaves your throat as he only coos at you, praising you for being a good girl for him. He lifted you up and settled you down on the bed, on your tummy because your ass was swollen from the hits. He rubbed your cheeks, even spreading them a little to sneak a view of your pussy and god were you soaked. He smiled, rubbing a finger up and down your pretty folds as you try to squirm away from him but his firm grip is holding you in place. "You act like you dislike it, dear. But can you tell me why you're absolutely leaking down here, hm?" He spoke softly whilst gently rubbing your clit as if to make up for the harsh behaviour only a moment ago. You buried your face further into the silk covered pillow, lips wobbling as you try not to moan from him playing with your greedy cunt. Your mind was telling at you to kick him away, disgust filling your senses. But your body on the other hand was enjoying what the man did to it, much to your dismay.
He raised your hips up, your swollen ass now sticking out in the air while your face was still buried in the pillow. You whined softly when Zhongli kicked your legs open, forcing his leg between them. The rough material of his pants grinding on your already leaking cunt, a damp spot forming on his sleek pants while you writhed in a confusing mixture of rage and pleasure. He pulled back suddenly, lowering himself, now face level with your leaking cunt as you squirm in discomfort. He gently pats your lower back, as if you comfort you. The thought makes you want to scoff. He puffed a warm breath right on your pussy, making you clench around nothing as you feel your eyes tear up again. You were nothing but a slave now. Nothing but his property. Not like you can right back either, as it was a contract between the two of you. Your train of thought cut off as Zhongli kicked a fat stripe up your cunt with his dragon-like tongue, a gasp escaping your mouth. He groaned into your pussy, mumbling something about how good you taste. The vibrations of his voice make you shiver, more of your slick soaking his chin as he laps up what your cunt offers him. The sweet, sweet honey like fluid dripping out of you with each lick and suck, it has him impossibly hard. If you weren't too distracted by how fucking good his long tongue feels shoved in your sensitive core, you'd notice how the way he was humping the bed right now. The tip of his cock leaking with precum as he gets addicted to your divine taste. He pulled his tongue out, fat fingers now replacing the muscle as he wraps his lips around your swollen clit, making you claw the sheets as a broken moan escapes your throat. The rough leather wrapped around his fingers adding a addictive friction in your tight heat, all while he sucks on your pretty little clit so fucking nicely.
"Cum for me, won't you? I know you will. You're my good little girl, aren't you?" He chuckled, his voice a few octaves lower as thick desire coats every word that flows out of his sinful mouth. You don't answer, that earns you a harsh slap against your clit, making you cry out in sudden pain. "Answer, pet."
You chant his name over and over again, pleas and sobs of "y-yes! 'm cummin' so hard! Don't stop-" your eyes rolled back as he sped up the pace of his fingers, curling them just right to make you gush all over his fingers and tongue, even soaking the lower half of his face as he laps up all you have to offer. He helps you ride out your orgasm as you collapse against the sheets, huffing in exhaustion. But you knew he wasn't done yet. Not by the way you could hear his belt hitting the floor as he flipped you on your back, a growl erupting in his chest as he pushed your legs back, your thighs squishing against your pretty breasts, the position making it slightly hard to breath.
He tapped the blunt and swollen head of his cock against your clit one, two, three times before finally pushing in with a pop! You both groan in unison, the thick head splitting you apart. You panted out like a bitch in heat when he started dragging his cock slowly in your cunt, pushing in slowly. As much as he liked to see you in pain, he knew he’s fucking huge. So he had to go slow to not tear your pussy apart. He stared intensely at your cunt opening right up for him, taking his cock like a champ. He rubbed delicate circles on your clit with his thumb, trying to distract you from the scorching hot pain of his cock splitting you in half. He let out a low growl when he finally pushed himself all in your cunt, burying his cock to the hilt. Fat tear droplets that once clung to your lash line now fell on the silken sheets as you clutch the pillow as tight as you can. You hiccuped when he pulled back, pulling his cock almost all the way out before slamming into you again. You could feel every ridge and vein on his throbbing shaft, bumping against your sweet spot oh so effortlessly while all you can do is writhe and whine below him. It didn’t take long for him to pick up the pace, now slamming into your can with such intensity it had you seeing stars. His finger still skilfully stimulating your hardened clit as he grinned wickedly, his canines showing and eyes glowing a golden hue.
Your eyes widened when you felt his cock getting even bigger in you, stretching your velvety walls beyond their limits as you squirted all over his cock, your slick covering his lower abdomen and thighs, the glossy substance rubbing down his fat balls as he groaned at the sight, pushing all of his body weight on you. “Fuck- take my cum, darling, Gonna make you such a sweet mommy. You want that, don’t you? All fucked and swollen with my- ah shit- all fucked and swollen with my kids… yeah? Take my cum- take it. You’ll be mine forever until you perish! ” He babbled, growling as he dove down to bite your neck hard, drawing blood as he filled you up with his seed.
Once you both came down from your highs, he plopped next to you, shoving a pillow underneath your legs to keep all of his sticky release inside of you. But alas, there was just so much of it that it dribbled out from your pussy, soaking the sheets even more, if possible. Zhongli only sighed, patting your head and kissing your temple as you slowly drifted off to sleep.
He was right.
You were going to be his forever.
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cam girl (part six)
pairing rafe cameron x female reader
rating explicit 18+
summary you work two jobs. by day, you’re a maid for the cameron household, where rafe degrades you any chance he can get. by night, you’re a cam girl, hiding your face so nobody can recognize you. when you discover your new subscriber, the filthy-mouthed man obsessively paying you to do everything he can think of, is rafe, you’re not sure what to do next.
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You don’t remember falling asleep. That’s how exhausted you were from your time with Rafe.
As you slowly slip into consciousness, your body feels loose and buzzing. Your core is trembling and you slowly catch on that you were having an erotic dream about him.
Your eyes flutter open, realizing your sex dream isn’t a dream at all. Rafe’s head is moving under your white comforter between your legs, his warm tongue flattening against your clit.
Your fatigued mind puts it together. He spent the night. He held you as you slept. And now he’s eating you out.
“Oh, fuck,” you chuckle breathily, writhing. “Oh, my God.”
“Finally,” he mutters beneath the cover, taking his mouth off of you to speak. His warm breath spreads over your pussy. “I can’t feel my fucking jaw anymore.”
You’re still in your big t-shirt, but you realize he took your panties off.
“Rafe,” you whine, feeling dizzy. Is he seriously waking you up with head? Holy shit.
“You always such a deep sleeper?” he grumbles. He dips to use his tongue on you again, circles swirling over you. His arms are hooked around your legs, large hands splayed on your inner thighs.
“Hmm?” you mumble, lost in the way he’s tonguing you. His mouth closes around your clit, then he pulls back to talk again.
“Do you always sleep so fucking deeply?” he repeats, his tone stern. His morning voice is raspy and deep and so hot that it’s painful.
“Only when I get really good dick the night before,” you say. You can’t help but take the opportunity to mess with him. “So, it’s weird I didn’t wake up right away.”
Rafe stiffens, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he pulls his mouth off of you.
“I’m joking,” you laugh. You pull the cover up to see his face between your legs. God, he looks so fucking cute, his expression completely unimpressed. “Please keep going, baby.”
“Listen, if you wanna fuck with me-“
“Rafe,” you giggle. “I promise, you’re the best I’ve had. Please keep going.”
“The best?” he echoes, eager for you to stroke his ego.
“I don’t think I’ve ever had a better orgasm than the one you gave me last night,” you say, totally honest.
“Huh. Maybe that should be the last one I give you if you’re gonna be such a brat.”
You know he’s just messing with you, but the thought of ending whatever this is with Rafe makes your heart pinch with sadness.
“What then?” Rafe challenges.
“Then I’ll swear off dick forever,” you reply.
You’re pleased when you see his eyes crinkle as he laughs, the sound so sweet. It’s different than the lust-filled, teasing chuckle you hear when you’re fucking. This one is innocent. Genuine.
“Say sorry for joking like that,” he orders you.
“Sorry, baby,” you smile.
“That’s what I thought,” he scoffs, amused. You keep the cover lifted to watch him put his mouth on you again.
You spread your legs further apart, arching your back as he tongues you, reaching every dip between your folds.
You put a hand in Rafe’s hair, feeling the softness of his locks between your fingers as his head moves slowly.
He’s absolutely devouring you. It’s unlike his usual speed and roughness. He’s savoring this.
You keep your gaze on him, euphoria filling every curve of your body. He tilts slightly to meet your gaze, blue eyes locked on you as he laps at you, long and slow.
His nose presses against your groin, the sound of him sucking you filling your bedroom. You run the heel of your palm over his head, caressing him, realizing this is the gentlest, most affectionate thing you’ve done to him.
You dart your gaze to the ceiling. You’re taken aback at your own tender gesture. Why you touching him like this? Like he’s someone you’re dating instead of casually fucking?
Because he cuddled you to sleep last night. That must be it. His big, warm, bare chest was pressed against your back, arms encircling you, legs tangled together as you dozed off. He acted like a boyfriend and not the fuck buddy he is. Your body is just confused, you tell yourself.
You shut your eyes and focus on the way his mouth is suckling and working you, sending waves of easy, soft satisfaction through you.
“You’re really good at that,” you breathe, almost wishing you wouldn’t cum so he’d do this for hours.
“I know, baby,” Rafe murmurs.
You know he’s being his usual cocky self, but the fact that he’s so skilled should serve as a reminder. He’s experienced. He fucks around. He wants to own you, but he never said anything about you owning him.
This is just fun, you tell yourself. Just fun with a nice monetary reward.
His lips lock on your clit, sucking harder. As his finger slowly sinks into you, tingles go up your legs.
“Rafe,” you breathe, bucking your hips.
“You like that?” he encourages. “My good fucking girl.”
The hand on your thigh grips you tighter as he adds a finger, curling into your pussy and pushing in and out of you.
The next time his mouth circles your clit, you know you’re close.
“Like that, like that,” you whimper.
“You gonna cum for me?” he teases. “You’re clenching around my fingers.”
He sucks your clit hard again and the climax rips through you. You feel yourself twitching as you cum on his mouth.
Rafe groans against you, licking and sucking until you’re so overstimulated that you have to squeeze your thighs and wiggle free.
“Can’t take how good it feels?” he asks, provoking.
“Fuck,” you laugh. You press your palms against your forehead, throwing your head back and breathing deeply. What a way to wake up.
“Get on your stomach,” he instructs. He sits up, the blanket falling off of him. He’s wearing what he fell asleep in: nothing but his briefs, his bulge jutting out beneath the fabric.
You find the strength to turn onto your front, the movement making you realize how sore your ass is from the way he pounded into it last night.
Your cheek is pressed against your pillow and his cock slides in through the valley where the backs of your thighs meet, pushing into your cunt. You inhale in unison at the sensation.
“Fuck, it’s like you…” Rafe rasps. “Like you were fucking made for me. So fucking perfect.”
You arch your back so that he can get inside as deep as possible.
His movements are slow and deep at first, but build into rough, sloppy thrusts, making your bed squeak.
The way Rafe fills you feels so damn good. If he wanted to spend all day in your bed, fucking you over and over again, you’d happily agree to it.
Rafe’s breaths get faster, his groans get deeper, and he empties himself inside of you with a shudder, his hand squeezing your hip so hard that it hurts.
You’re bruised there from last night, you realize.
You never like the feeling of him leaving your body, and thankfully, he doesn’t do it just yet. Rafe simply lays on top of you, shifting a bit to the side so he’s not putting all of his weight on you.
His cheek is pressed against your shoulder blade. His hand on top of yours is directly at your eye-line as you rest on your pillow. You love those hands.
It’s Monday. You have class. You have to be a functioning person today. You don’t remember setting your alarm last night and you have no idea what time it is.
But you just started your morning by getting eaten out and fucked and Rafe’s warm, large body is shielding yours, so the idea of getting out of bed isn’t appealing in the slightest.
He’s still inside you.
You think back to last night, the way he fucked you from behind, how big his fingers around your neck and inside you were and how hard he slapped your ass.
“What’d I do to deserve you spanking me last night?” you ask.
“Poor baby,” he mocks. “Is your ass hurting? Need me to rub it?”
You feel him shift behind you, his hand sliding off of yours, palm going down your back and over the curve of your ass.
In the movement, his softening cock starts to slide out of you. You involuntarily let out a small, unhappy cry.
“What?” Rafe asks.
“Nothing,” you lie.
“Why are you whining?”
“Just… don’t like the feeling of you pulling out,” you admit.
“Oh, my God, so needy,” he jeers. “Wish you could have my dick in you all day, huh?”
You don’t deny it.
To your pleasure, Rafe lies back down, pushing the rest of himself into you again.
“You deserved getting spanked because you drive me fucking crazy,” he drawls. His hand rubs big circles on your naked ass.
“It’s not my fault you want me so bad.”
“Yeah, it is,” he mutters.
You finally find the will to pick your phone up from the nightstand.
You see that you’ll need to leave your place soon if you want to make it to your first class. But you’ll make it as long as your shower is quick.
You open your text conversation with Rafe, holding your phone low so he can’t see what you’re doing.
“Might wanna check your phone,” you say quietly.
You don’t want him to pull out of you, but it’s inevitable. He gets up with a grunt, making you feel incomplete without him inside you. You look over your shoulder when he’s lying down again, phone held out.
The phone looks so small in his hand. God, when did a man’s hands have such an effect on you?
Rafe smirks at his screen, turning it towards you.
“Watch this,” he says. You see the $50 request you just sent him, your text “for spanking me” right below it. He taps his thumb on ‘Reject.’
“You asshole,” you laugh. Then the top of the screen catches your eye. He has you saved as ‘princess’ and the contact photo is the booty pic you sent him yesterday.
“Rafe, that is unhinged,” you say, pointing to the photo. “You have to be joking. What if someone sees that picture?”
“Lucky them.”
You can’t help but laugh. At least this reminds you of what you are to him: a piece of ass. You officially push away the hope that you’re anything more. And a part of you even wishes he doesn’t do something sweet like staying overnight to keep you warm again. If he continues playing his horny sugar daddy role, and does no boyfriend shit like that again, the hope can never come back.
It’s better to be realistic.
“I have to go,” you complain, pushing yourself up. You turn to sit, your feet touching your floor, stretching your arms above your head, with your back to Rafe.
“Don’t do too much today,” he says. You turn, watching him pull his underwear on.
“What are you planning to do to me this time?”
He turns his lean frame to look down at you, his tongue jutting under his cheek in a way you can only describe as utterly mischievous.
“I’m gonna try to make you squirt.”
Your cheeks flood with warmth. This man is going to destroy you.
“’I’ve never done that before,” you say.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t.” Rafe hikes up his jeans and collects his shirt off the floor. “And if any guy can do it for you, it’s the one with the best cock you’ve ever had.”
“I regret telling you that,” you tease.
He bends over your small bed, pressing his palm to your cheek. His eyes travel over your face, smirking, looking like he’s imagining all the things he’s going to do tonight.
“See you tonight, princess.”
He leaves, and you’re still trying to catch your breath.
Your day of classes is tiring, your body still sore and reeling from Rafe having his way with you. You barely make it home for the maintenance guys to fix your radiator.
You sit in your kitchen, trying to study as they clang their tools and talk to each other in your bedroom.
It takes them two hours, finishing up in the evening. After they leave, you savor in the feeling of a warm room, Rafe’s money having solved one of your most expensive problems. It’s so simple, but so nice.
You lie in your bed just to rest your eyes.
You’re suddenly startled awake. Your room is pitch black and a slamming on your front door makes your heart pound in your chest.
You sit up, trying to gauge your surroundings. You check your phone to see it’s half past ten and you have three missed calls and a string of texts from Rafe.
Another sequence of pounds on the front door erupts. It must be him.
You rush to your front door and look through the peephole to confirm it’s Rafe, his jaw clenched in anger. You missed your nightly appointment. He seems pissed. Excitement bubbles inside you.
You crack open the door, meeting his eyes. He shakes his head at you, nostrils flared, and he pushes his way into your dark apartment.
Rafe slams the door behind him, hand roughly grabbing your face, squeezing your cheeks together, your lips jutting out.
“Where the hell were you?” he demands, looking down at you.
“Fell asleep?” you say weakly. He’s fuming - he likes to feel like he owns you and today, his personal pornstar didn’t obey him.
“I pay you to get in front of that camera on time.”
“You’re mad,” you tease, a smile uncontrollably growing on your lips. “Are you gonna punish me?”
Rafe tightens his grip on your face and you rest your hands on his firm forearms, feeling him pull up, beckoning you onto the tips of your toes. You’re already soaked.
“I’m going to fuck you in every hole,” he mutters, “and you’re fucking dreaming if you think you’re cumming tonight.”
“What?” you plead. “You said tonight, we’d try-“
“You think you deserve that?” he interrupts. He releases you, pushing you back. “Get in your fucking room. Go.”
You obey, feeling Rafe’s hand between your shoulder blades, pushing you into the space. He turns the light on behind you, surely wanting to see every inch of you while he makes you pay for flaking on him.
You hear his belt unbuckling behind you and he presses up against you, his cock hard between your asscheeks.
“Get naked,” he instructs. You bend to pull down your pants, take off your top, and strip entirely bare.
Rafe sits at the edge of your bed, palming himself over his briefs, his eyes locked on yours.
“Crawl to me,” he says. You drop to your knees, obeying him, stopping once your head is between his legs. He pulls his briefs down, his cock swollen.
You don’t need him to tell you the next instruction. You eagerly put your hand at his base and your mouth over his tip, spitting on the head.
“Yeah, get it really fucking wet,” he mutters. “You’re gonna choke on it.”
He groans when you close your lips around him, cheeks hollowing. You imagine him sitting on his bed tonight, waiting for you to log in, his dick hard and getting no attention, growing angry when you weren’t showing up.
You’ve never felt so craved by somebody before.
Rafe puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes you down to take all of him, hitting the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex.
“That’s what you fucking get,” he tells you. You look up at him, eyes trailing up his toned stomach and up to his face. He looks so pissed off and so horny all at the same time. You squeeze your thighs together.
“Do I have to do it myself?” he scoffs, tugging at your roots and pulling you back.
“No, I can do it,” you say, muffled against his cock. You push back down, taking him all in, back curling as you gag on his slick length.
You grip him and start bobbing, moving your fingers off every time you reach his base, lips flanged around him.
“Faster,” he orders. You pick up your pace, spit dribbling out of your mouth, prompting you to slurp up the mix of saliva and precum.
“Fuck…” he groans. He pulls you off his dick, your lips popping off him. “Suck on my balls.”
You hungrily push his cock up, digging your head between his legs to put your mouth on his soft flesh, slurping.
“Shit,” he breathes out of pleasure. You feel proud of yourself for making him forget how angry he was so quickly.
Until you realize it wasn’t that easy.
His hand frames your face again, pads of his fingers digging into your cheeks, stopping you.
“On your back,” he says. “Right there, on the floor.”
You’re trembling as you shift back, laying on the hard floor, spreading your legs for him. He gets down to hover over you, his cock in his hand.
Rafe taunts you, bouncing the tip against your clit. Your body jolts at the feeling.
“You’re not gonna cum,” he warns you. “I know how this pussy feels when you’re close and I’ll stop.”
“Rafe,” you beg. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I swear, I-”
He plunges into you, cutting you off, his hips immediately hitting yours as he bottoms out. You throw your head back as he tears into you, his girth forcing you apart.
He thrusts hard and fast, fully rage-fucking you, taking his anger out with every move, and it’s the hottest thing he’s ever done to you.
“You want me to call you a good girl, don’t you?” he asks.
“I am a good girl,” you shudder, knowing it’s not true, saying it only so he’ll fuck you harder.
“No, you’re fucking not,” he laughs. You look down to see the way his cock is disappearing into you over and over again.
The tension in your gut is coiling tighter. You try not to make it obvious that you’re close to cumming, keeping your eyes low. But your body betrays you. The second your walls start to flutter around him, he pulls out.
“You’re not cumming,” he says. “I already fucking told you.”
This is not the Rafe who cuddled you to sleep last night. This side of him, the insatiable, animalistic side, is simple and only wants one thing. It’s so intoxicating being used by him.
“Ass up,” he says. You know he’s about to fulfill his promise of fucking you three different ways and you can’t wait.
You’re shaking as you spread your knees as much as you can, waiting on all fours, feeling his thumb pad rub up and down over your asshole.
“Can you take it without the lube?” Rafe asks.
This is the bullshit that makes you worry you’ll start liking him. Why can’t he just fuck you how he wants without worrying that he’ll hurt you? It’d be so much easier to not like him if he was cruel and selfish all the time.
“Do it,” you whisper depravedly, frustrated that your thoughts are getting carried away.
He pushes into your asshole, making you cry out in discomfort. The pressure stings as he fills you and you instinctually dart forward, your body trying to prevent any more pain.
“It’s hurting you,” he realizes, quickly pulling out.
“Rafe, just keep going,” you say, looking down at the floor. “Please.”
He buries into you again and you bite your lip hard. He starts to pound into you, balls hitting your pussy, hands gripping your hips.
You let out guttural moans with every pump, praying it’ll end, yet at the time, wishing he won’t cum for another hour. It’s such a good hurt.
Your elbows weaken and you collapse, pressing your forearms onto the hard floor. Your knees are burning in pain, your asshole strained, and tears start to leak out of your eyes as he thrashes mercilessly.
Rafe’s cock starts to spasm inside you, and after one last powerful thrust, you feel his hot, sticky cum flood you. His groan is the deepest, sexiest noise you’ve ever heard from him.
He trembles through some aftershocks, like he wants to give you every drop, then pulls out of you. You go limp, eyes shut, lids against your forearm.
You’re panting hard, sweat sheening your skin, and drop to your side, completely fucked out.
You feel his cum drip down the curve of your ass.
“Get up,” he says. You can’t.
Suddenly, his hands cup your waist, pulling you up.
“Come on,” Rafe says quietly. “Get up.”
You find your footing and he guides you to your bed. You’re a trembling mess as you lie down, curling onto your side, eyes closed, tears hot.
You can’t control the sniffle that shakes through you.
“Whoa, you’re…” he whispers.
You open your eyes to see him sitting over you, his face flushed. You find the strength to pull the comforter up to your eyes, hiding them as you nuzzle into your pillow.
“Hey,” he half-whispers. “You’re crying.”
“I’m just tired,” you say with a defeated laugh.
The room is quiet until you feel the mattress shift, its springs squeaking. Rafe settles behind you and you’re cold for a moment as he lifts the sheet off you. But then it’s on you again, his body curving around you, the comforter covering both of you.
You feel his hand come down your waist, your stomach, your thighs. He starts to gently rub between your legs.
He already told you that he wouldn’t let you orgasm, so you know he’s doing this to continue the torment.
Still, you shift onto your back, spreading your legs open for him, eyes closed as you breathe through the sensation of the pads of his fingers spreading your lips apart to fondle your clit.
You feel Rafe move over you, holding one of your breasts to close his mouth around your nipple. You shudder at the bliss he’s offering you, even though you’re painfully aware that he won’t let you reach your peak.
His fingers move expertly while his tongue flicks up and down and side to side, covering your nipple with his spit.
The stimulation of both his hand and his mouth makes the tightening in your stomach come quickly, and as you arch your back and start to breathe shallower, you’re surprised that his hand moves faster and his mouth sucks harder.
You moan as the orgasm hits you and he rubs you throughout the entire climax. Once you let out a final sigh, you open your eyes.
Rafe’s head rests on the pillow when he comes back up. He’s looking at you with half-closed lids, lying beside you.
“I thought…” you say, a smile pulling on your lips. He knows what you mean. You thought he wasn’t going to let you cum.
“Changed my mind.”
You know you’re not in the right headspace when you wonder if he did that out of guilt for fucking you so hard that he made you cry. That that was his special way of apologizing. But this is Rafe. It can’t be that. He’s simply enjoying keeping you in his control.
“I might miss our sessions more often if this is what happens,” you say breathily.
“Don’t,” he warns.
“I’ve never seen someone so angry,” you tease.
Rafe turns his head, looking up at the ceiling. You see his jaw tighten, clearly recalling how pissed off he was at you.
“I didn’t know where you were,” he said.
“I was right here in my freaking bed, Rafe,” you laugh. “Dead asleep.”
“No, it’s…” His brows furrow. “Some guys came to fix the heat today, right? And you were here all alone and…”
Realization hits you all at once.
“You were… worried they did something to me?” you ask. “And that’s why I didn’t show up?”
Rafe just shakes his head in disbelief again, mouth firming. You watch him in awe. Was that what got him so worked up?
You picture him at home, getting angrier with every minute you were late, and then the possibility of something like that happening to you suddenly popping in his mind, making him go batshit.
“Rafe,” you say with a small smile, genuinely endeared he was concerned about you.
He sits up, looking at you with an angry grimace.
“Why the fuck are you acting like it’s funny?” he snaps.
“I’m not,” you say softly. “I’m-”
“Next time you say you’re gonna be somewhere, be there,” he states coldly.
You feel like you have whiplash. You were just having fun with him. Now that you brought up why he came over in such a frenzy, he’s pissed off again?
Rafe stands, giving you a view of his naked body as he rounds your bed and picks up his briefs. He doesn’t make eye contact with you when he pulls his jeans on or puts on his shirt.
He doesn’t say a word as he storms out of your room. You simply hear your front door open and shut.
You’re left lying in bed, jarred over what just happened.
Working at the Cameron household, you caught little glimpses of the family’s home life and have heard your fair share of Rafe’s yelling. You knew he had a temper to him. But the way he just left, mood shifting so suddenly, is still shocking.
You don’t hear from Rafe the rest of the night. Or the next morning. Or afternoon. You’re not sure if he’s giving you the silent treatment or simply doesn’t feel the need to talk to you unless you’re fucking or you have a camera facing your half-naked body.
You sit on your bed at 10 pm, laptop open, unsure if he’ll even show up tonight. And if he doesn’t, what’s it going to be like when you go to your shift at the estate tomorrow?
But then you hear the familiar chime.
figure8 has joined the session.
“Hi,” you say, breaking the silence in your bedroom. “You still mad at me, baby?”
He doesn’t respond.
“I’m sorry,” you purr, pouting. You sit up, pulling your panties up tight, making sure he sees the outline of your lips under the silk. “Are we gonna try to make me squirt or no? I’m gonna need your help.”
figure8 tipped you $1000.
figure8: stay just like that. im coming over
{ read part seven here }
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cw: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, mentioned seungmin, fem!reader
getting pounded by minho while the other members are in the next room over, his hand clamped over your mouth so tight your head is spinning and you adore it
all you can hear is the slapping of skin and minho's grunts, accompanied by your muffled whimpers and the way he pressed kisses against your shoulder has your eyes rolling back
he's so deep you swear you can feel him in your pelvis and you've been going at it so long your bodies are practically glued together with the sweat dripping off of both of you
soon enough, the boys will get concerned that it's been quiet for so long and come looking - there's only so much a stupid movie playing in the background can cover up
you clench at the thought of one of the members catching you like this, and you pray that minho won't notice, or care enough to question it
of course, he's smarter than you give him credit for and he chuckled against your skin, the lines of his smirk practically imprinted on you
"thinking about them coming to find us, hmm? seeing you like this, all spread out for mine like you should be?"
god, you hate that he knows you so well
"wouldn't that be a shame? probably traumatise poor felix. jeongin would move out. but what about seungmin, huh?"
your eyes rolled again, and you're just glad he can't see your face right now or you know he'd tease you forever
"now, seungminnie... i bet he'd like it. maybe a little too much, if you know what i mean?"
of course you did, but you weren't going to stop him talking now - not with the way your stomach was twisting and your chest pounding
his hips almost seemed to speed up as he continued talking, and it was then that you knew you had something to use against him
"maybe i'd let him watch. let him jerk his pathetic cock at me fucking you... or maybe we'd switch. maybe i'd let him take my place, and you could put on a show for me."
your thighs shook as you pushed your ass back against him to meet his thrusts, orgasm so close that you could almost taste it
"i reckon you could ruin him. have him whining and whimpering the way you usually do while you ride him. make him a complete bitch, yeah?"
you cried out into his hand, knowing he was close to his release too and wanting to finish together, but holding back was so, so hard
"you wanna make seungminnie a messy slut, yeah? put on a show for me, show me how much of a good girl you really are-- oh fuck, c'mon, baby, cum for me-"
your knees buckled as you came, the feeling overwhelming as minho's load shot inside of you
he took his hand away from your mouth, peppering you with kisses as he pulled out, but the silence couldn't be kept for long
"i'm gonna clean you up, and then we're gonna talk more about this, yeah?"
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to relax in your arms
simon "ghost riley" x gn!reader
wc — 1.2k
cw — pure fluff !! subtle suggestive undertones, just reader being burnt out and simon being there to help.
notes — decided to join the tumblr cod fanfic gang . . anyways !! a little fluff because mw3 early access is tomorrow and it could be angsty.
simon is observant, very observant. it's a trait you loved and hated at the same time. yes, he knew of your every cute little quirks, but at the same time, he was able to read your mood too easily — no matter how much you try to hide it otherwise.
so it wasn't a surprise when you were completely burnt out after a week long of paperwork you had to finish up for your crappy job, completely draining you out of energy. you were sat on the couch right now, inside the cozy little apartment you shared with your boyfriend. he was standing in the corner of the living room, those stern brown eyes watching your exhaustion from a distance. he was dressed in a pair of grey shirt and black sweatpants, having had just stepped out of the shower, all fresh.
he had arrived early today, price having had let simon leave the base quicker for the sake of the latter spending more time with you. but seeing you curled up tiredly on the couch; your laptop half open on the coffee table alongside the scattered papers, your face hidden in the cushion whilst your arms were wrapped around your knees — it made something in simon lighten up, a protective instinct that was always seemingly there. a need to comfort his lovely partner.
"poor baby." he cooed in his deep, gravely voice that caught your attention, indicating his presence. though you were too tired to lift your head up and greet him with that sweet usual smile that always adorned your lips. he took this time to kneel besides the couch you were curled up on, his rough yet gentle hands rubbing up and down your arms, coaxing your head up, tired eyes meeting his.
god, you were a mess. your eyes had visible dark circles, body all stiff whilst loose strands of hair were on your face. he knew this feeling too well — being so insanely burnt out that one just wished to disappear and run off to a paradise, seemingly for some rest that would last forever. though he wouldn't let his sweetheart think like that.
his fingers carefully brushed the loose hair strands off your eyes before cupping your face, his palms feeling the squish of your cheeks. "m'gonna help you relax up, 'kay?" he mumbled softly, earning a tired nod from you. he was quick to shut your laptop down and tidy up the table before his strong arms scooped you up the couch, your head instinctively burying in his neck. god, he always smelled so good.
he carried you towards the bathroom, his right foot nudging the door open. he carefully set you on your feet, hands skillfully taking off your shirt and pants alongside your undies. you were so pretty, small against his imposingly tall and muscular form. he loved you so fucking much. a sense of intimacy spread in the bathroom as he gently led you to sit inside the tub, opening the tap as warm water begin to fill the tub, soon engulfing your body in a familiar, comforting warmth.
simon went away for a few seconds and came back with a bowl of rose petals he had secretly saved up for a time like this. he poured the rose petals in the water, watching them spread out and float around your bare body. the prettiest fucking sight ever. you couldn't help but giggle at his little surprise, causing him to crack a small smile that you were still getting used to seeing. he had stopped wearing his balaclava around you, and whenever you saw his bare face and the littlw scars, you couldn't fathom out how such a gorgeous man like him was with you. though he had told you countless times that you were the prettiest thing ever, and deserved everything.
"like my surprise, love?" he asked teasingly and knelt besides the rub, earning a happy nod from you.
"yes, si." you mumbled softly, your voice a bit hoarse from the exhaustion. the warm water was doing wonders on your stiff muscles, and the scent of rose that enveloped the bathroom was so comforting. you closed your eyes and let yourself relax in the warm water.
simon grabbed a bar of soap and gently lathered it up your shoulders, his hands carefully massaging and undoing the knots. a soft groan left your lips as you leaned into him, your breathing getting slow and calm. "you won't get in with me?" you asked in that sweet voice of yours that always made him melt.
"not tonight, love. tonight's all about gettin' my baby cozy and relaxed." he chuckled quietly as he washed you up, his hands going towards your chest in order to gently caress it — chaste and loving movements. in any other situation, his hands would be doing so much more to you, but right now, you were too exhausted for that and he knew it. you were his number one priority after all.
you were starting to get sleepy, all relaxed under the caresses and rubs of his soft hands. "si..." you yawned softly, head leaning forward to press soft kisses on the bridge of your nose, his right hand coming up caress the back of your head.
"so tired, mmh? workin' so hard all week, not taking care of yourself at all." he whispered huskily into your ear, causing you to whine and give light punches on his arm, a cute pout on your lips that he immediately kissed as soon as it appeared.
you were always so sweet to him, taking care of him after rough missions or after a painful nightmare. it was his turn now to take care of you, to let you relax. after a good few minutes, he turned off the tap and took off the plug, watching the water drain out of the tub. he scooped you out of the tub and nicely dried you up with a towel, ruffling your hair up before he carried you to your shared bedroom.
he sat you down on the bed, dressing you up in a pair of his boxers and black shirt that was clearly oversized on you, making you feel all cozy. "thank you so much, si..." you sighed happily, your eyes half-open while your usually loud mind turned into a state of pure bliss. you laid down on the bed with a sleepy yawn, stretching your arms and legs out. fucking hell, you looked adorable.
he laid down besides you, his arm quickly wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer, your head pressing against his firm chest. "love you, si... love you, love you, love you." you sleepily babbled, snuggling into him, your fingers clinging onto the fabric of his shirt whilst your eyes fluttered shut.
"love you too, baby. now hush, go to sleep. m'gonna keep you all cozy." he whispered softly, one arm reaching out to turn off the lamp and pull the blanket over you both. he sighed softly, his eyes soon fluttering shut too whilst he held you protectively, feeling your body relaxing as you entered a state of well needed sleep.
"goodnight, love."
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Hiii luv !! Could you do an imagine where Tom is flirting with a girl, and the reader gets angry and there’s lots of angst and she is petty and the story end with yk 😭
JEALOUS - T. KAULITZ
synopsis: after tom flirts with a girl right in front of you, you display your anger towards him. eventually, he has to make it up to you, but you don’t make it easy for him.
content: angst & smut
a/n: thank you for the request, i hope u enjoy!! and there’s no cliffhanger this time so you guys can’t yell at me for a part 2, this took FOREVER😭
i watch from a few metres away as she playfully hits his shoulder, batting her eyelashes at him, my body seething with rage. a flirtatious smile tugs on his lips whilst he signs her autograph, her hand rested on his upper arm, cleavage basically spilling out of her small crop top, so tight that every curve is on show, my eyes narrowing as i silently observe the encounter, tom not doing anything to stop it. in fact, he seems to be enjoying himself.
the incoherent screams of horny teenage girls sound throughout the street, their outstretched hands reaching out past the barriers which hold them in place, tom and his band mates rushing to sign anything shoved in their faces - paper, CDs, posters, photographs: some even bold enough to pull their t-shirts down slightly, pushing their chests outwards and waving a marker in the boys’ faces, squealing in disbelief once the ink marks their skin, an autograph signed by their biggest fantasy himself now spread across their front.
yet i am able to drown out the noise, focusing in on tom and this girl, just about ready to rip the blonde extensions from her head, losing any remnant of cool once she reaches into the pocket of her low rise jeans, pulling out a small slip of paper and handing it to tom, winking suggestively at him. i decide that i have seen enough, storming over to him from the tour bus that i had been leaning on, reaching him just as she is leaning in to whisper something in his ear. snatching the small piece of paper from his hand, i scrunch it up into a small ball, pushing it flat against the girl’s chest as she scoffs, a sarcastic smile on my face.
“we’re done with autographs now, goodbye!” i state, my voice high-pitched and angry. i don’t wait for a response, shooting tom an angry glare, roughly grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the tour bus, hundreds of girls that he hadn’t yet gotten to screaming his name desperately.
“woah, what the fuck? are you good?” he shouts over the crowd from behind me. i refuse to turn around, pulling him up the stairs and slumping on one of the seats, tom standing in front of me, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“sorry did i interrupt your little moment there? did i get in the way of you both? i am sorry, it’s not like i’m your fucking girlfriend or anything!” i scoff, my voice raising as i yell in his face, my chest heaving up and down once i finish.
“what?” he blurts out, his mouth falling open in complete shock, as if he hadn’t just been caught flirting with someone else, and i had made up the entire thing.
“are you fucking serious? you let her have her hands all over you, eye-fucking her, and if that wasn’t enough, you took her god damn number! the fuck do you mean ‘what’?” i shout, pushing him backwards forcefully, a small groan leaving his lips as he stumbles backwards.
“hey, hey, can you calm down? i do that-”
“calm down? fucking calm down? wow tom, you’ve really outdone yourself this time! you flirt with some bitch right in front of me, in front of everyone, and you want me to calm down? get fucked, fucking asshole!” my voice falls to a whisper as i continue pushing him, digging my fingers into his chest as the tears fall down my cheeks, tom taking each hit.
“i didn’t want to be rude, i always take their numbers, they just end up in the trash! you’re acting like i kissed her in front of you!” he yells, his own voice raising now as he towers over me, straightening his shirt and standing upright after i take a few steps away from him.
“what and that makes it okay? that you didn’t kiss her? that you planned to throw her number in the trash? wow, thank you! so fucking kind of you! such a gentleman. really, what an amazing boyfriend you are, i’ll put it on a fucking cake or something, since that’s all you want to hear, about how perfect you are!” i shake my head, scoffing in complete disbelief of how he can’t understand where he went wrong, feeling completely humiliated.
“i don’t know what you want me to say. i can’t fucking win.” he says, his voice much quieter now as his fingers massage his forehead, a tired sigh leaving his lips.
“i don’t know, maybe sorry? do you know how fucking embarrassing it is to be in a public relationship, and your boyfriend decides to flirt with someone else right in front of you, in front of a giant fucking crowd? do you realise how ridiculous that makes me look? of course you don’t! all you care about is you and your shitty image, and what people think about you. ‘cause that’s all that matters, right? and you don’t even see how you’ve done something wrong, you selfish bastard!” i shout, venom laced in my words, my hands balled into fists as they continue to hit his chest, looking to let my anger out in any way that i can.
salty tears cascade down my cheeks as my punches become pathetic and weak, the sound of my sobs taking over. tom grabs my hands gently, attempting to pull me into a hug, his hands stroking my hair. for a second, i almost melt into it, my anger momentarily fading away as he holds me, planting soft kisses on my forehead, whispering small ‘i’m so sorry’s against it. but i roughly pull back, tom’s eyes narrowing in confusion.
“no. you don’t get to do that. you don’t get to hug me and expect me to forgive you. it doesn’t work like that anymore. it shouldn’t take me getting like this.” i trail off, referring to my distraught state - tears cascading down my face, eyes bloodshot, face red, entire body trembling in pure rage. “for you to apologise. i’m tired of this tom, i’m sick and tired of you acting like this. you can’t keep flirting with other people when you have a girlfriend. if you want to break up just fucking say it-”
“what, are you insane? of course i don’t want to break up.” he quickly says, cutting me off.
“sure fucking seems like it. now fuck off and go flirt with some other bitch out there or something, seems like you’re pretty good at it, and i’m sure there’s a line of them already waiting.” i mutter through gritted teeth, looking at him one last time before turning around and walking to the back of the bus, closing the door of our shared bedroom and locking it behind me.
a string of muffled curses can be heard through the door, followed by a few loud bangs as tom’s fists collide with the table. my sobs soon stop, replaced by nothing but pure anger, this settling within the pit of my stomach as i stay locked in the bedroom, listening to the high-pitched screams of the fans still outside, not knowing whether tom has left the tour bus and, in the moment, i no longer care, tired of scolding him for something he clearly doesn’t see an issue with.
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his eyes burn into me from across the bus, the rest of the band discussing something to do with their next show in berlin - this where we are headed from paris. i am sandwiched between bill and gustav, georg sat on the other side of the bus beside tom. neither me or tom are listening to the conversation, too focused on each other, staying silent as i shoot him a nasty glare, not wanting to speak to him after what happened earlier. we hadn’t said a word since i had stormed into the bedroom, staying in there until the rest of the band came back, announcing that we were hitting the road once again.
i had emerged from the bedroom, tom quickly turning in my direction, coming towards me to speak, yet i turned away, walking straight past him, not interested in whatever it was he had to say.
and since that moment, his gaze hadn’t left me, his eyes remaining fixed on my own, filled with a strange mix of anger and regret. he stayed quiet, though, not daring to speak to me, probably knowing deep down that i would just shut him down again. i had always been stubborn, and right now, i stick to that trait, proving that i wouldn’t speak to him unless he actually tried to make an effort, and right now, he was failing miserably.
“we’re gonna head to bed. we’ve had a long day, come on babe.” he announces, looking at me when he says the last part, holding his hand out for me to take, a hint of desperation in his eyes. my jaw clenches in annoyance at the way he speaks for me, making the unshared decision for me, completely aware that i am far too angry to comply. the pet name rolls off his tongue, only fuelling my anger as he says it so nonchalantly, knowing that he is in no position to call me that right now.
“i’m fine here.” i state bitterly, my eyes fixed on the table opposite, refusing to look at him.
i hear him groan loudly, everyone quickly stopping their conversation to look at the pair of us, their eyes flickering to me and tom repeatedly as they sense the tension between us, the entire atmosphere soon becoming awkward. tom still holds his hand out, hoping that i will take it, yet i remain still, my eyes fixed on my lap.
“fucks sake.” he mutters, shaking his head and bringing his hand back to rest at his side, storming through the bus and to our bedroom, closing the door with a rough slam.
we all stay silent, my head turning to look out of the window as i try to act casual, not wanting to create a scene - i had been humiliated enough today. but, everyone else clearly has questions, confused by the clear friction between tom and i, the two of us usually attached at the hip. if it wasn’t for the argument, we would probably be making out on one of the couches, the band becoming used to our PDA. so it is fair to say that they are all shocked, staring at me with raised eyebrows, almost ushering me to speak.
“don’t look at me like that.” i groan, sinking downwards into the couch and covering my face with my hands.
“you and tom don’t act like that everyday.” bill laughs, turning to face me with a slight smile on his face. “what did he do this time?”
“i caught the bastard flirting with some girl, back when you were all signing autographs.” i sigh, my voice low as i avoid tom being able to hear me, feeling the irritation come flooding back to me as if the incident had just happened.
a small gasp escapes bill’s mouth as he covers it with his hands, georg and gustav raising their eyebrows in shock. i smile in satisfaction, glad that i have gotten everyone else to be mad at tom, before sitting up in my seat, ready to pour out my frustration, the wound still fresh.
“and that’s not even the worst fucking part!” i laugh, shaking my head and watching the look of confusion on bill’s face as he wonders how his brother could have possibly made this situation any worse. he nods his head, signalling for me to continue.
“the girl held out a piece of paper with her number on, and he fucking took it!” my voice is raised now, no longer caring if tom can hear me or not.
“oh my god.” bill gasps, shaking his head in utter shock, georg and gustav shooting each other a few awkward glances as i shake my head, gritting my teeth.
“i swear once i see him, i’ll slap the shit out of him! sometimes he’s the biggest asshole i’ve ever met, it’s humiliating to call him my brother.” bill scoffs, his face pasted with a mix of frustration and disbelief, a small smile on his face. his voice is loud, tom definitely able to hear every word.
“and he couldn’t seem to understand why i was so fucking angry with him! i swear he’s such a dick sometimes, like why does he have to be so hot? i swear the most attractive boys are the biggest assholes.” i groan, throwing my head backwards as bill chuckles beside me.
“keep ignoring him.” bill shrugs, a playful smirk tugging on his lips. “it’ll drive him crazy. look how frustrated he is now, he won’t be able to last much longer. the two of you fuck like rabbits.”
i shove him to the side as he continues laughing, my face turning a light shade of red. though he phrases it in an embarrassing way, bill is right. tom is horny literally 24/7. i didn’t think that it was possible for a boy to be so obsessed with sex, until i met tom. at least five times a day, probably more, he needs me, quickies extremely common in our relationship. it had been hours since we had spoke, and he was bound to be craving something, even if he knows i am angry at him, my chances of agreeing next to zero.
“anyways.” bill begins, clearing his throat and standing up. “i’m gonna go to bed, i’m exhausted. i hope you lovebirds resolve it and, if you do, please, at least try to be quiet.”
georg chuckles beside me, quickly closing his mouth once i send him a glare, before turning to face bill once again.
“yeah thanks for that bill, goodnight.” i sigh, giving him a quick hug as georg and gustav follow, leaving me alone in the main area of the bus.
the bus is silent, besides from the low hum of the engine as we travel on the highway, nowhere near our destination yet. much to my frustration, i cannot ignore how tired i am becoming, knowing that i will have to go to bed and face tom, something that i have been avoiding for hours now. i stand up slowly, trudging towards the bedroom, complete silence on the other side.
my hand clutches the door handle, pulling it gently and forcing it open. the room is dark, my eyes squinting to make out tom’s body sprawled across the bed. he is still, yet i can tell by his breathing patterns that he isn’t asleep. i walk over to my suitcase, pulling out a t-shirt and some panties, taking my clothes off and putting them on. i turn back around, noticing that tom has shuffled over to his side of the bed, making room for me. my feet trudge over towards it, silently climbing in, my back facing him as i move to the edge of the bed, as far away from him as possible.
the tension between us both is almost palpable, the air cold and thick as it carries thousands of words left unsaid, the atmosphere strangely awkward. i hated it, wishing that tom wouldn’t have flirted with that girl, knowing that if he hadn’t, we wouldn’t be in this situation. no matter how much i long for things to be okay between us, i stay silent, refusing to make the first move, reluctant to let him get away with this.
“you still mad at me?” tom mumbles from behind me, his voice low and groggy.
i ignore him, rolling my eyes and closing them, trying to fall asleep, not wanting to waste my breath answering such a stupid question. the bed creaks as he turns around, his body now facing my back. i stay still, turned away from him as he tries to get closer, inching towards me.
“you’re being really stubborn you know.” he whispers, much closer to me than he was when he first spoke.
“and you’re being a dick.” i shoot back, my tone cold and unforgiving.
“i know i messed up. but come on schatz, you know that i only want you. she was just a fan, she didn’t mean anything.” he replies, thinking that that is a good enough excuse.
i tut in response, questioning how he can even be serious right now, so oblivious to his mistakes. “looked like it. cause i take people’s numbers who mean nothing to me.”
“her number would’ve ended up in the trash, just like the rest of them.” he repeats, his voice still soft despite my reluctance to accept his apology.
“you still took it tom.” i state, his excuse not good enough for me as i am unable to forget the way he looked at her, actively engaging in whatever she thought she was doing. “you let her touch you, and you were smiling about it. that’s not fair.”
“i was trying to be nice. you know how many girls i see everyday, hm?” he asks, staying quiet as he waits for my answer. i remain silent, my back still facing him. “a lot. hundreds probably. they’re all screaming my name, they’d probably sleep with me in a heartbeat.”
“if you’re trying to make me feel better you’re doing a pretty tragic job.” i snap, failing to understand where he is going with this, the only outcome of his words right now is making me feel insecure, knowing that my boyfriend could leave me at any second, for a girl ten times prettier than i am.
“let me get to the point.” he sighs, gently placing his hand on my shoulder, applying a small amount of pressure and using it to turn me onto my back, allowing him to make eye contact with me. “what i’m saying is i have plenty of opportunities to find someone else. but i haven’t, you want to know why?”
my lack of response invites him to continue as he props himself up beside me, resting his head in his hands.
“they aren’t you. it doesn’t matter how many girls flirt with me, how many people give me their number, it won’t change how much i love you. i get that i messed up today, and i won’t take anyone’s number ever again.” he finishes, leaning in to kiss me.
i stop him, my hand meeting his chest, planted firmly against it. he tilts his head in confusion, most likely at the fact that i haven’t pushed him away completely, his face inches away from my own. rather i have stalled his movements, opening my mouth to speak.
“say it.” i order, still hesitant to believe him, wanting to hear him say the words. though my barriers have worn thin, knowing that it isn’t just me that enjoys tom’s high sex drive, aware that we would’ve fucked at least twice in the space of our argument, becoming sexually frustrated.
“say what?” he asks, attempting to dip his head downwards to kiss me once again. i shake my head, pushing his chest backwards once again.
“that you’re mine. say it, please.” i beg, desperate for his reassurance, unable to ignore the insecurity nagging in my mind once i saw him looking at her, questioning whether i am good enough for him.
“oh baby...” he starts, his voice sympathetic as he almost feels sorry for me, the guilt truly setting in, the realisation of how big of an impact his actions had hitting him quickly. “you know i’m yours, all yours, schatz.”
it is that simple act of reassurance that prompts me to let my walls down, tom wasting no time in connecting his lips with mine, the kiss sloppy and desperate, still filled with passion. his hands move to either side of my head, propping him up as he moves on top of me, his lips moving desperately against mine.
my arms wrap around his neck, moving him closer to me as he deepens the kiss, biting down on my lips gently as i let out a quiet moan, allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth. his hands find the hem of my t-shirt, moving underneath the soft material as his fingers trace the skin of my back, tracing soft patterns as he lifts me upwards a little, holding me carefully whilst his lips work against mine.
“need you so bad baby.” he mumbles against my lips between kisses. “you gonna let me fuck you, yeah?”
i nod vigorously in response, humming lowly, cupping his face and continuing to kiss him. he smiles against my lips, happy with my lack of refusal, his hands gradually inching upwards, dragging my shirt from my frame at an agonisingly slow pace, his fingers running over the skin, my body shivering at his touch.
he pulls back for a second, only to lift my shirt over my head, smirking once he realises that i am wearing no bra, my upper half completely on show.
“all mine, yeah?” he groans, cupping my boobs in his hands, his fingers running over my nipples and squeezing them a little, a low whine escaping from my lips. “only i can touch these, right beautiful?”
just as much as i want to hear him say that he is mine, knowing that i belong to him brings me just as much satisfaction, wanting him to take my body, every inch of it, and claim it as his own. i hum in response, lost in the way his hands toy with my breasts, soon replaced by his mouth as his lips run over them, biting, sucking, anything that he can do to draw noise out of me.
“that’s it baby. let me hear those pretty sounds.” he coos, applying more pressure with his mouth as my hands reach for his head, pushing it downwards a little, encouraging him to carry on.
the coldness of his lip ring stings the skin, the sensation along with his teeth nibbling providing a dangerously addictive mix of pain and pleasure, though i cannot help but long for more, the way my hands clutch onto him, my quick and desperate breaths showing him what i really want.
“please…” i whine, reaching downwards to fiddle with the waistband of his boxers, these the only thing in my way, his body already bare as he usually sleeps in only his underwear, this playing to my advantage right now.
“shhhh, patience my love. tell me what you want, use your words baby.” he ushers, his head coming upwards from my chest to peck my lips a few times, waiting for me to verbalise my needs, knowing that he won’t proceed until i do.
“need you inside me...please.” i whine out, my cheeks turning a light shade of pink, slightly embarrassed at my desperation, though it only seems to encourage tom more, a smile creeping across his lips.
“good girl, since you asked so nicely…” he trails off, tugging his boxers down, his dick springing upwards, hitting his lower abdomen. the sight itself is almost enough to make me cum on the spot, longing to feel his length moving in and out of me, desperate for him to ruin me in every way possible.
he returns to his position on tom of me, hooking the strings of my panties around his fingers, maintaining eye contact as he slowly rakes them downwards, letting them pool at my feet.
he takes his finger, running it slowly down my folds, collecting my wetness, my eyes falling shut at the feeling. “all this for me, hm?”
he smiles downwards at me, dipping his finger into my entrance a few times, watching the way my face twists in pleasure, unable to handle his teasing. he brings his finger upwards, now glistening with my wetness, opening his mouth and licking it clean, a low groan sounding from the back of his throat.
“taste so good schatz.” he mutters, removing his finger from his mouth, bringing it towards my own, slowly running it down my lips, coating them with his saliva, letting them spring back into place, my breathing quickening at his actions, way beyond desperate now - i need to feel him.
he senses this, taking his hand and moving my legs apart, getting between them, pumping his dick in his hands a few times, his mouth falling open. a quiet whine escapes his lips, this soon reciprocated once he positions himself at my entrance. my eyes close, squeezing shut when i feel his tip enter me, already stretching me out as i clench my walls, moaning at the feeling. my hands fly to his back, gripping harshly, nails digging into the skin a little, yet he didn’t seem to mind.
he continues to push into me, inaudible groans sounding from the back of his throat as he manages to keep his eyes open, studying my expression, watching my mouth fall open.
“doing so good baby…you can take it, fuck-” he grunts, continuing to slowly push his way into me, feeling the way my walls stretch out, struggling to become accustomed to his size. with one final thrust of his hips, he bottoms out as i hiss in a sickly mixture of pain and pleasure, feeling his tip hit that spot inside of me.
i open my eyes, tom’s face a few inches apart from my own, a proud smirk etched upon his lips. i nod my head, signalling for him to move, the pain soon subsiding. he wastes no time, pulling his hips backwards, his dick almost fully out of me, before slowly sliding it back inside.
“ohhhhh…” he groans out, throwing his head backwards, tongue swiping over his lips, his hands finding their way to my hips, squeezing the flesh. he uses them to snap his pelvis backwards, a small whine leaving my lips at the emptiness, yet the feeling is temporary once he moves back inside at a much faster pace.
once he senses that i am comfortable, he picks up a faster pace, his thrusts quick and sharp, hitting all the right spots inside of me. with a small change in angle, his tip drills against my g-spot, repeatedly hitting it as a chorus of loud moans spill from my lips, chest heaving up and down in pure pleasure. my nails continue to claw down his back, tom hissing at the feeling, yet he chuckles lowly, using the pain to encourage his movements, plunging into me deeper than before, so deep that i can almost feel him in my stomach.
my lips attach themself to his neck, biting harshly at the skin, sucking after for a moment, repeating the motion all over his neck, leaving small purple marks in place of my lips, running my tongue over them after.
“just like that, show them who i belong to.” he mutters, groaning lowly as my lips continue to work on his neck, hitting the sensitive spots that only i know, his body something that i can pleasure better than anyone else, aware of all the places that elicit sounds slightly louder than usual. i pull back, my lips stuttering against his neck once he circles his hips, discovering an entirely new angle as my head plunges into the pillow.
his eyes drift downwards, looking at where we are attached, proudly watching his dick move in and out of me. his hand grabs my face, forcing me to watch his cock move into me, emerging and disappearing at a fast pace, a sadistic smirk tugging on his lips once he notices my eyes roll back in pleasure. he squeezes my cheeks a little, returning my focus to where our bodies meet, watching in awe at the same time.
“you feel that baby, hm?” he asks, using his free hand to firmly press against my abdomen, further showing the outline of his cock moving in and out of me, so deep that it is visible in my stomach. “you see it? that’s all for you. all of it schatz, it’s all yours.”
i moan in response as he release his hold on my face, allowing me to throw it backwards, my eyes squeezing shut as the familiar knot begins to form in my stomach, my walls clenching around him. he grunts as i do so, taking my legs and wrapping them around his waist, drawing him even deeper into me as i can feel every part of him moving inside of me. i can no longer speak, unable to let him know that i am close, instead i squeeze his upper arms tightly, watching the way his muscles flex with each strong movement.
“i know baby, you’re doing so well. just hold on a little longer for me. can you do that?” he breathes out, speeding up his thrusts, chasing his own release as i nod my head, restraining myself from cumming, knowing that i won’t be able to last much longer.
he reaches downwards, his finger moving to rub slow circles on my clit, my mouth falling open as the pleasure becomes too much, my climax seconds away, tom knowing exactly what he is doing.
“don’t cum yet, hold it.” he says, removing his fingers from my clit, instead moving his head towards my boobs, planting rough, open mouthed kisses there, his tongue running over the skin soon after to soothe it.
“i- i can’t.” i breathe out, clenching against his dick to try stop myself from cumming, kissing his lips desperately, doing anything to stop myself. he kisses back, my moans muffled into the kiss. his thrusts start to become sloppy, choked moans sounding from his throat, signalling that he has reached his climax.
“fuck- cum for me. let go baby.” he demands as my orgasm washes over me, vision fading as i grip the sheets, my knuckles turning white. his own release soon follows, spurts of his hot cum shooting into me, his hips snapping against me as he fucks it into me, his head falling backwards, a string of curses leaving his mouth, his dick twitching as he continues to work through his release.
small whimpers fall from his lips, his name a mantra as i moan it over and over again, his dick still moving in and out of me at a slow pace, riding out our highs as he whispers words of praise, his hands running up and down my sides. he stops his movements, his body falling on top of me, his dick remaining inside of me.
he cups my cheeks, slowly capturing my lips in a soft kiss, moving his lips tiredly against mine. he pulls away, his breath fanning against my face, remaining inches away from mine as he slowly pulls out, a low groan leaving his lips. i whine at the emptiness, longing to feel him inside me again.
his hands run through my hair, fingers untangling any knots within it as we lay silently, our heavy breathing all to be heard throughout the room. he kisses my shoulder repeatedly, my eyes slowly falling shut.
“you did so well baby, fuck. so good for me.” he praises, his voice low and lethargic. “meine liebe, only mine.
i smile lazily at his words, humming in response, my body too tired to form proper words as i soon drift off to sleep, any insecurities that i had now long gone, fading away as tom holds me, his eyes closing seconds later.
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A little something that i had to get out of my head ! I never thought i’d be able to write daddy kink for König because i’m so into the Colonel/Sir thing like!!! but then this idea popped up in my head and i had to write it so enjoy !
+18 MDNI : daddy kink, somnophilia (consensual), oral sex, come swallowing, p in v sex, vaginal fingering, praise kink, slightly yandere könig
She was exhausted, maybe it was from the orgasms he gave her, maybe from the excellent meal and wine they had on their date, probably both. He smiled in a sadistic way, while he palmed his hard cock in his hand. Looking at her. She was sleeping on her stomach. Her dress was above her hips so he could see her perfect pussy glistening. Fuck this was too attractive to him, when he saw his cum slipping out he had to extend a finger to fuck it back into her, and she moaned in her sleep. Her velvety walls sucking him in. He added another finger, god she was so wet. And so fucking tight. She shouldn’t be as much as she was used to taking his cock by now.
Her little moans were too much for him he had to have her now, he thought as he got on the bed on his knees behind her as aligned himself with her entrance, like this he was mounting her, his hips moving slowly, but with intensity as he pushed his thick cock inside. She looked like his perfect little doll, he gripped one of her plushy ass cheeks as he slides in and out.
Her sleepy voice emerged « Köni … » She was too cute, like this, all helpless at his mercy.
« Yes Maus… It’s me. Couldn’t resist you, you looked too fucking appealing, doll »
She smiled against the pillow and turned her head to the side, her little moans turning him on more and more as he filled her. She was too perfect. And his. He was going to keep her. Forever. He would always take care of her, he would pamper her and buy her whatever she wanted.
As he got lost in his fantasies, his rhythm increased, her moans becoming cries. He slipped a hand between the mattress and her body to reach her clit, circling it.
« You love it when I ravish you don’t you baby? »
« Yes Daddy » she answered
« Good girl, you’re such a good girl for me »
« May I drink it ? » she asked.
« Sure baby, come here » he said as he slipped out of her so she could be face level with his cock. She immediately took him into her mouth, tasting their mixed essences on her tongue.
« Such a good little slut for daddy, want to swallow his cum… naughty girl, » he said while bringing his hand to the top of her head.
She was giving him little tongue flicks all over to make him shiver, she knew how he liked it. Then she picked up a much more rapid pace, giving him the eye contact he loved so much.
« Here you go babygirl » he hissed while emptying himself in her mouth.
She didn’t know why she loved it so much but she did. There was always so much of it, she loved when he praised her telling her how good she had been for him.
« Time for your reward sweetheart »
she giggled as she fell back on the bed, her legs spread apart so he could crawl between them. He lapped at her wet folds like a starved man. She tasted divine, he could spend the whole day between her legs. He dived into her with his tongue, then sucked on her clit, stimulating the bundle of nerves that made her legs shake.
Her little cries were music to his ears.
« What do you want babygirl? One of your toys or my fingers? »
« Fingers please … »
« As my princess wishes » he replied while he inserted one finger into her.
She couldn’t help her back arching against the pressure of his finger, she was so wet and ready.
« Another one, please Daddy »
« So greedy » he commented while he added another finger.
His fingers were long and thick, and it was so easy to hit her sweet spot every time with them, he just had to curl them a little bit with a steady rhythm, to make her see stars.
“How do you feel princess ?”
“So good Daddy, you make me feel so good, you always do…”
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That one night in São Paulo
Max Verstappen x photographer f! oc smut
summary: they met a long time ago, but just in that rainy night things finally got real. Smut. No real plot, just vibes.
warnings: drinking, possessiveness
+18, <900 words
That one night in São Paulo, it was raining.
The silence inside that hotel room. It was always hotel rooms for him, for both of them.
She was always busy, registering each moment of the World Championship craziness for posterity, her post as a photographer giving her okay money and an awful amount of headaches and jet lags… but that's how they met. And kept meeting. They became friend-like acquaintances. Always saying a lot in the blank spaces. Always wanting but never asking or taking.
Striding through continents like it was a tiny neighborhood. Flying and working and flirting, until they finally got out for some drinks after the race in Brazil. It was Caipirinhas this time, not the usual paddock coffee. They slurped some cups and laughed and Max blushed.
And the drinks turned to something else entirely.
That one night in São Paulo, somehow, time stopped.
Just stopped.
The mirrored windowpane was tinted by glowing drops of water outside against flashes of the city lights: heavy rain still pouring, thunder rumbling now and then. The lampshade lights on, his eager mouth devouring her core, sucking on her clit harshly, making her whimper, rocking her hips… He loved it so much and kept fucking her soppy wet pussy with two fingers quickly, groaning when she rubbed herself on his face… So needy for him. So horny. And he promised himself to give it all to her, to give his very best so she could never forget him.
His hard-on was painfully untouched inside his navy-blue boxers, but he couldn’t think of himself right now; he had to give it all to the task: to ruin her for all other men. To make her cum so hard, so good, and so many times, she would never want any other guy. There would be only him occupying that place in her memory, the best fuck she’s ever had. The number one.
And the cries of her orgasms only made him harder, swallowing on his rush, grabbing her waist with nails digging into the skin. He licked fat stripes upwards over her stomach, biting on her bones, grabbing the soft flesh, laughing at the goosebumps it made appear all over his girl… his girl, only his. And between mouthing over the curving ribcage and licking his way up, Max had only two thoughts: to cum and never to let her go fucking anywhere. He wanted to drag her with him forever—just his girl and nothing else.
Her voice sounded weak but the tiny giggle on the end made him stop his ministrations and prop himself over his elbows to look at her face:
- We took so long to do this…
- We did.
- Come here, Max. C’mon.
Her grabby hands pulled his unruly hair, and he kissed her hard, red wet lips devouring hers, hungry teeth and the shadow of his beard rasping, hurting. She wanted it to hurt in a way. She needed that edge at least one time. There was too much pressure, too much expectation for them not to do it like nibbly animals.
Max pulled away, looking flushed, sweaty, breathing through his mouth. He removed his tight boxers and opened the condom package with his teeth. She couldn’t look away from him when he slid it around his hard cock and took no time to be over her again, spreading her legs wide before sliding inside her, breathing hard… Her whimpers made his cock twitch, and she moved her hips in such a needy way like she wasn’t the woman who did just cum in his mouth.
But it didn’t took much time for her to come again, his rough hands on her breasts, fucking fast, pubic bone rubbing on her clit. She cried and fell limp.
-Fuck Max, oh my god…
He didn’t stop for a second.
- What, babe?
She couldn’t answer, not with the rhythm he caught after that, placing one of her legs up his shoulder, rough thumb on her clit, rubbing, rubbing…
- Max, babe, come with me, please?
- ‘k.
And as soon as she cried again, spine curving, eyes shut closed, he grunted and came. It was almost painful, the way his balls twitched, but it was worth the wait. To have her so completely, to come so hard and deep inside her.
And while the rain still poured heavy outside, thunder blasting closer each time, Max held her by the waist, pulling her hot body closer, closer… Her fingers found their home in his sweaty fair mane, while his eyes still had a wild pull to them, like what he was feeling wasn’t satisfaction or affection, but some primal pulse, a desire to obliterate her needs, to have her in every way, just for himself.
- You are my girl. Mine.
- What?
- I don’t know where this is going but…You are mine.
- Max, what is…
His kiss interrupted her mumbling, stealing her breath away. But she knew him enough to see the truth. Maybe he was right. Maybe he owned her now in a weird way, a strange bond she wasn’t willing to undo too soon. Maybe they shouldn’t overthink while the rain poured outside and their bodies were still covered in each other’s sweat. Maybe nothing else mattered until his next flight in a couple of hours…
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Spiritually Aligned | Eyeless Jack
Including: established relationship, breeding, slight daddy kink, praise, ddlg??, very very dirty talk, slight plot, quiet play (barely)
x Fem! Reader
Saturdays at the mansion were lazy. Everyone had the weekend to do whatever the hell they wanted to. Today, Saturday, you and your boyfriend, Jack, were cuddling in your shared bedroom.
You two were watching some bullshit romcom, both bored and not really caring what was on the tv.
“I have to go pee, I’ll be back in a sec,” Jack lifted himself from on top of you, letting you stare at his veiny grey arms and forming ideas.
“Ok, don’t be long, you’re my only heat source,” you joked tiredly, mind long gone.
While Jack was gone, a sex scene started playing from the tv. Granted, it wasn’t that good, but still made you imagine about the real thing. The better thing.
I should be quick, you thought, looking at your dresser drawer that held your vibrator. Secretly, you wanted Jack to find you and fix your problem. Not like he’d know that.
While you were going to town on yourself, Jack was downstairs talking with Ben and trying to bargain weed from him unsuccessfully when he started to smell a sweet tangy scent. Mm.
He knew the scent well, it was you. Jack excused himself and started up to your room, getting to the door and hearing your quiet whimpers.
“Fuck, jack!” You muttered under your breath arching your back.
Jack opened the door and leaned on his side, watching you silently. You finally opened your eyes and almost screamed if he hadn’t blocked your mouth. (He did close the door behind him)
“You can continue, yknow? I don’t mind,” Jack muttered, staring deep into your eyes.
Your already watering eyes watered even more, “no, I want you to help me…”
Jack chuckled, “is that so? God, you’re so pretty,” he brushed your cheeks with his hand. “I’ll help you, pretty girl. Just try and stay nice n’ quiet for me.”
You nodded eagerly as Jack took the vibrator off from your wet cunt. Whining at the loss of contact, but your limbs kept jolting and tensing.
Jack tutted sarcastically, “so wet I could basically just fuck you right here, no foreplay, right?”
He was asking if you wanted to be eaten and fingered, but you didn’t, the vibrator already did the job. Honestly, Jack was already desperate too, so he didn’t need it either. You shook your head no.
Jack nodded and spread your legs, lightly fucking into you and angling your hips upward to hurt you less.
“Fuck, before I get too into this… can I breed you? Holy shit, I don’t ever want to leave this cunt.”
“Please, oh my god. Don’t leave my pussy, please start going!” You demanded.
Jack, out of nowhere, broke and started hammering into you happily, leaving you to be fucked out and aching already. You were determined though, to get fucked awhile. Jack had an endless libido, you could fuck him forever if you were truly desperate.
He abused your G-spot endlessly and brought the vibrator back for your clit, making things so much better for the two of you. Clearly, jacks warning of silence meant nothing to either of you.
“God I’m going to breed this pretty pussy of yours, babe. Don’t you wanna become a mommy? A pretty mom you’d be huh? All swollen and taut all for me and me only, god this pussy is mine…” Jack continuously moaned and blabbered.
“I’m gonna fuck you and fill you how you deserve it. God, you’re gonna be sore for weeks… shit, I think I’m gonna cum…” Jack moaned and twitched into you.
You moaned throughout all his words, getting more turned on and desperate as the moment continued. Your clit sore from the vibrator and you home abused by jacks large veiny dick. You felt like you could fuck Jack forever and then some. Then you came, squeezing onto Jack.
He came afterwards, but didn’t stop whatsoever. Jack pressed the vibrator even harder against your clit, not giving you a break from his relentless sexual torture. God you loved night like these.
You couldn’t stop tensing, feeling ultra sensitive everywhere and undeniably horny. If you stopped you’d cry but if you didn’t stop you’d cry. You felt like you were in heaving and hell all at once. Goddamn.
“Oh? You think I’m done huh? No, we have so much more coming,” Jack smirked down at you.
Truthfully, you would never be able to get pregnant with jack, or anyone’s baby. You were a spirit and Jack is a demons. Spirit-demon hybrids are impossible to mix, but it was fun to pretend sometimes. Granted, neither of you want children.
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Honored Ones: Yandere Satoru Gojo x Reader
(This might be bad idk :,> not that proud of it)
Throughout Heaven and the Earth, he is the honored one.
Then what does that make you?
“Oh goddess~ You aren’t hiding from me, are you?” you heard Satoru Gojo coo as his steps echoed throughout the abandoned building. You covered your mouth, trying your best to cover your shaky breath. “You can’t hide from me forever~ You know we’re bound… right goddess?” You heard him laugh and then a chain rattled. You froze, staring at your wrist to see the spirit bind chain that was shackled to your wrist. “Stop fighting me. You already know I can sense you… right?” he questioned. Tears fell out of your eyes just as Gojo teleported in front of you. “Found you~”
You jumped before he covered your mouth. He put a finger to his lips, “Sssshhh my dear…. Ssshh… I’m here… those special grade curses are gone… there’s no need to cry!” He smiled for you before planting a small kiss on your forehead. If you didn’t know better, he would’ve just been his normal self. But, after you saw him kill those curses and some of his fellow jujutsu sorcerers for ‘getting in the way’, you knew you couldn’t trust his smile.
“S-satoru…”
His smile only grew upon hearing his name come from your lips. God.. those perfect lips of yours. He was practically salivating.
He snapped himself out of his thoughts. “Yes my goddess?”
“W-where are the others?” you asked.
“The others? Oh… you mean the pests. They're gone now. They can't bother us now~” he whispered in your ear. “You cryin’? It's okay my goddess… you're safe now.”
He took your hand in his and lifted you off the ground. Despite your fear of him, you hugged him and started crying even more. He engulfed you in a hug as well. “Never do that again.” he said, getting scarily serious for once.
“I-I won’t! I swear I won’t!” you cried. He knew better than to take your word for that.
He sighed, “Let’s go home goddess. You’ve had a long day..”
You couldn’t track how long it took you to get to his place. Time always seemed to mush together when you were with him. You couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or not. Gojo locked the door behind you two when you entered his place. He collapsed on the sofa, pulling on the spirit bind chain to get you to come over.
“Y’know goddess, I never imagined being this close to you…” he started. “After all, you’re barely a jujutsu sorcerer my dear… it’s a miracle we even met.”
“... y-yeah… I-I’m sorry, I’m really weak..” you said, looking down at his hands.
He shook his head. “Stop lying to yourself. You may not be as strong as you want… but soon enough you will be.”
“H-how?”
“I’ve been hinting at a surprise haven’t I? I think it’s about time I finally reveal it.” he smiled softly at you.
You tilted your head, confusion spread across your face. “W-what do you mean?”
“You’re almost entirely mine, my precious goddess~ Did you figure out what I’ve been doing yet?” he asked innocently.
Wait. He didn’t.. He fucking wouldn’t.
He smiled after seeing your expression. “You’ve figured it haven’t you? You’re so smart my goddess! I’ve been putting drops of my blood into your food I’ve prepared for you… and you know how your cursed technique works.. Right?”
Of course you did! You weren’t stupid.. Were you?
“Your cursed technique isn’t very practical… at least for you. You have to quite literally consume a part of a person to gain their strength. But but but! If you ingest too much, your life becomes officially theirs to control. It’s funny really.. You get stronger but you become less and less you the more you do so!”
“G-gojo… w-what..?”
“Look my goddess… I know someone as holy as you could never be mine… so, I’m taking fate into my own hands. We will be together now, forever. No matter what you do, you won’t be able to die as long as I’m alive. You can’t even escape me in death. We’re bound, remember goddess? You’ve sealed your fate the very moment you agreed to this.” He grabbed your wrist, showing the spirit bind you two established. You both had to ingest some of each other's blood to even establish it. You just wanted to be stronger… to be protected by someone…
You should’ve died to those curses in that building earlier.
Before you knew it, Gojo tore at his wrist till it bled heavily. He held it up for you to drink his blood. He chuckled as you looked at him in horror. “H-how… how long have you..”
“Oh, since we made the pact. I’ve had my sight on you for quite a while my dear.” he said nonchalantly. “Now, drink up. Haven’t got all night.”
You shook your head causing him to laugh loudly. “Seriously? You’re still being stubborn? You really don’t get it dear… you’re mine.” His blue eyes pierced your own, seeming to tear into your brain. “Now, drink.”
Your body moved without you as you downed his blood. The taste was repulsive, you hated doing this. Gojo however seemed to be enjoying it as he petted your hair muttering ‘good girl’ every now and again. He pushed you away after some time. “Now now dear, we don’t want to suck me completely dry, do we?” he teased.
“Mhm…” was all you managed to say.
“Y’know… the pact is fully made now, right? Ha! How funny! I can literally control you now!” he laughed lightly. “We can claim this world as ours… and ours alone. After all, we’re gods… together we are the honored one…”
He pulled on the now fully materialized chain around both your wrists and hummed cheerfully.
“Let’s go have some fun, shall we?”
#jjk fanfic#jjk gojo#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#yandere gojo x reader#yandere trope#fanfiction#really not proud of this one#might rewrite it eventually
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hello!! is it okay to see a soft doting dom felix x sub fem reader? i do see quite a lot of weird nsfw lix imagines and i can never read them as im pretty normal and subby and it’s rare to see nsfw imagines like that! same with hyunjin tbh <333
₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚ ✧ anything for you | L.FL
Soft Dom Lee Felix x Fem reader | wc 1.6k
an; Hi anonie! I’m sosososo sorry for the wait. the last year was hectic i've been away but i'm back to writing now! I hope you like this! i also have a way longer felix fic planned out that was originally gonna be my response to thus request ! <3
Warnings; smut, fluff, established relationship, oral (f receiving), felix is head over heels, praise, soft dom x sub, pet names (baby, angel, beautiful), unprotected sex (wrap it up!), mentions of aftercare, lmk if i forgot anything (not edited)
18+ MDNI
"is there anything else you need?!"
He asked this like it was a life or death situation. Furrowed brows adorning his usually calm and sweet face.
"No lixie," you tried to wave his worries away with a laugh, "im fine."
His face softened as he moved to sit beside you on the bed. You turned toward him and took his face into your hands. A smile spread across his face as his eyes met yours. He got like this whenever you left for more than two days, and this time it was a month.
"i just want my baby to be happy... i missed you so much" his gaze shifted down and you released his face.
"i am happy baby! All i need to be happy is you."
A bout of relief swelled in his stomach at your reassurance. He finally let himself breathe, sighing out to try and calm himself down.
“In fact, I’ll show you how happy you make me..” His gaze, now a questioning one, drifted back to you. Before he could inquire further, you reached for his hand, leading it slowly under your skirt, eyes refusing to tear from his widening ones as you did so.
He felt his fingers brush over the fabric of your soft panties. You were wet. VERY wet.
Big doe eyes met his even bigger shocked ones.
“i missed you baby~” you practically mewled, desperation laced deep in your voice, all your neediness from every night of the past month compiled together and rested in your panties where his finger slowly began dragging up and down.
The way you squirmed at his unexpected action made his dick stir in his pants. God he missed you too.
At some point he had moved you to lay beneath him on your shared bed as he hovered above you, admiring everything about you.
“wanna taste you angel..it’s been too long.”
His wish excited you and you nodded up at him eagerly. He sat up and watched with lust filled eyes as you spread your legs, skirt pooling at your legs and putting your panties on display. The wet spot he had felt before, visible to him now.
After a soft “fuck” was mumbled, he reached forward to pull your panties down your legs (with your help). The view in front of him was something he had dreamt about constantly for the past month and now here it was. All for him.
“please baby”
Your plea reached his ears and as much as he wanted to stare at you forever, taking in the sight of your wetness sticking to your thighs, dripping from his favourite place on earth, he wanted more to taste you, feel you and mostly make you feel good.
“anything for you, angel.”
He dove in, arms wrapping around your soft thighs to hold them open as he licked a stripe up your slit.
“taste just as sweet as i remember..” he groaned before wrapping his soft lips around your bud, sucking just the way he knew you loved. And he knew he was right when your hands reached down to thread through his blonde locks. Geez, when did his hair get this long you thought. Your soft whimpers made a beeline to his dick, making it painfully hard.
A strong feeling swirled through your stomach, one that you hadn’t felt in a month. The change in your voice and the tightening of your grip in his hair must have alerted him of your situation because he suddenly pulled his mouth away.
Your hands untangled from his hair and you pushed yourself to sit up on your arms, glaring at him with furrowed brows.
“it’s okay baby, i’ll give you want you want..” You looked at him questioningly as he sat up. “..but i want you to do it while i’m inside you.”
In a moment he had stripped you of your skirt, shirt and bra, taking in the sight of your body like it was the first time again. Red spread across your cheeks as you reached up to his pants, looking up at him for permission, feeling shy that you were the only one naked. After a nod and soft hand smoothing over your hair, you unbuckled his pants and helped him out of them. Them along with his shirt and boxers were discarded on the floor along with your clothes.
Before you even got a chance to look at him, his mouth and hands were on you, kissing you like you were the only source of oxygen in the room. His hands ran along your waist and breasts like he was trying to confirm you were really there after all this time and this wasn’t just another wet dream fuelled by his longing for you.
“Beautiful.” He mumbled into your mouth, voice somehow deeper than usual. He reluctantly pulled away from your mouth as he softly pushed you to lay down.
You were so needy for him, desperate to feel him after so long. He thought you looked so adorable with hands reached up to him trying to bring him closer. “want you lix..please..it’s been so long.”
And who was he to say no to you?
He positioned himself at your entrance, looking at you to see how you bit your lip and watched impatiently to feel him inside you. He pushed himself inside slowly, immediately letting out a deep groan at how tight you were.
“Fuck..” He breathed out as he bottomed out, burrowing his face in your neck to inhale your scent that he missed so deeply.
Having him inside you made you feel full in so many ways. On one hand you felt so complete and content to be with him in this way and to be able to express your undying love for each other in the most intimate way. But on the other hand, the way his length filled you completely made your walls clench and brain go empty, thinking only of him.
“Gonna move now baby.” He told you softly, moving to hover above you. He pulled himself back out to the tip, making your breath hitch, before pushing back inside you swiftly.
You moaned out softly as he developed a steady rhythm, instantly getting lost in the feeling of you.
His eyes shut as he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours, resting on his arms beside your head.
The kiss was filled with love and passion. It was just another way for Felix to express his upmost adoration for you.
He angled his hips slightly, repeatedly hitting that one spot inside you, making a string of moans be muffled by the kiss. He pulled away to look down at you, his pupils blown as he watched you lost in pleasure.
“fuck..” His deep voice growled out between groans. “.. s-so…fucking beautiful.” His words were coming out stuttered. That pressure already building inside him.
He leaned down again to press wet kisses and soft bites to the sensitive spot of your neck that always made you even weaker for him.
“baby..” You moaned out, reaching up to tangle a hand in his locks.
He hummer in your neck, his thrusts speeding up to bring more sounds of pleasure from your lips.
“That’s right baby…let me hear you.. just wanna make you feel good.” And after he said that, one of his hands snaked down your body, applying pressure to your swollen clit, causing you to tighten around him impossibly more.
“So close lixie!” Those words were such a relief to your boyfriend because he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Not when you felt this good around him and sounded this pretty below him.
The fingers on your clit, along with his thrusts sped up as he groaned out.
“B-baby!” You alerted him loudly that the coil inside of you was about to snap. But he already knew. he could tell by how your walls pulsated around him, practically squeezing his cock.
“i know angel.. i know. let go for me beautiful”
You didn’t need to be told twice as your orgasm washed over you with another loud moan. He couldn’t take it anymore either as he pushed himself inside you as deep as possible and released inside you, panting and groaning.
His hips rocked a few more times to help you both ride out your highs (and because he wasn’t ready yet to be apart from you). Only when overstimulation settled into him did he slowly pull out, instantly connecting his lips to yours as you wrapped your arms around him.
“i love you so much. you’re so perfect. i can’t be apart with you that long again.” The words poured out of him desperately between kisses, all emotions and love for you pouring through him.
“i love you too lixie.” The words were breathy as you slowly came down, smiling up at him warmly as he pulled away from you.
His eyes fell to where your mixed releases spilled from you. His heart swelled knowing he was finally connected with you again after all this time.
Your gaze moved to where his was as you giggled, sitting up on your arms. “i should probably clean myself up.” You giggled but felix shook his head, quickly and softly moving you to lay down comfortably again.
“Your not moving baby. You’re not lifting a single finger!” He declared dramatically making you giggle again. “I’ll do everything for you.” He informs before leaning down to kiss you once more.
“I’d do anything for you.”
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Please Me | PJM
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Summary: After your new neighbor invited you over for a drink to welcome you in, you end up on his couch with him welcoming the inside of you too.
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->Smut; Next door neighbor
Warnings: protected sex, drunk(slightly) sex, oral sex(f.), fingering, explicit language
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Meeting your new next door neighbor surely took a turn. It went from just drinking and talking to making out in the kitchen to your legs being spread open on his couch with him in between them.
You threw your head back onto the armrest of the couch, gripping onto the man's head that was in between your legs.
Moans escaped your mouth from the pleasure the man was giving you. His name never left once, for you had forgot it. But you knew you wouldn't be able to forget his mouth.
The man in between your legs had been giving you the best head for the past 10 minutes.
His tongue swerved around your clit, licking you like ice cream. He would dip his tongue lower to lick from your hole then back up to your bud. The feeling was sensational, amazing.
He was already looking up at you when you decided to look down. His eyes were so beautiful, eye fucking you while he fucked you with his mouth. You suddenly remembered his name and moaned it. "God Jimin."
You could see the smile on his face when you finally said his name. His hands moved down from your breast to rub your thighs that were clenching around his head.
Soft circles of his thumbs glided on your thighs. You threw your head back in ecstasy. Why was he so good with his tongue.
Jimin began to flick his tongue rapidly on your clit, moving one hand off your thigh and placing it between your legs. You felt his thumb circle your hole before slowly entering his two middle fingers into you.
"Oh fuck, Yes. That's so good." You smiled while moaning out. You loved a man that can please you so well. That is able to give you exactly what you want. What you need.
He began to become intense with his actions. You were getting closer and closer to letting it all out. Jimin sucked on your clit hardly, as if you were an ice cube, trying to melt it all. Trying to melt you.
Your legs shook around his head and you gripped tighter onto his hair. Looking back down at Jimin again, you could tell that he was enjoying himself. His fingers curled inside you, making you cum immediately. He rubbed your walls before pulling them out.
The man began to lather his tongue in your juices, then drink you like water. You never had a welcoming gift this amazing. This moment would be remembered forever.
Jimin came up from in between your legs, smiling while licking his lips. "You taste as good as you look." He said bringing his fingers that were once inside of you to his mouth. "I'm not going to get enough."
You reached your arms out to him, needing to taste his lips again. Getting the message almost immediately, Jimin closed the gap between the two of you and smashed his lips onto yours.
You were no longer in the same position from before when your head was on the head rest. Your entire body was flat on the couch with Jimin hovering over you.
Hands roamed all over his body. From his soft hair to his muscular back that could be felt through his thin shirt. You whimpered into the kiss when you felt his hard bulge hit your exposed core through his jeans. I need him, you said to yourself.
Sliding your hands down, you brung them to Jimin's now wet jeans due to you leaking onto him. You began to undo them, slowly. As much as you wanted him, you wanted to take your time to not seem so needy.
Once done, Jimin pulled away from the kiss and just looked down at you. "Baby, are you gonna please me?" You say with lustful eyes and a seductive tone.
"Im gonna do more than just please you." He responded, pulling his shirt off to reveal the body you couldn't stop rubbing on.
Laying there, you watched him take off his jeans, leaving himself in white supreme briefs. He then helped you out of your shirt and bra, naked under his body.
You could tell he couldn't get enough of your lips as he dove back in to kiss you once again. It was slow but so sloppy. "Jimin." You moaned into the kiss. Your bodies could make static electricity from him much the two of you rubbed up on each other.
Pulling away from the kiss, Jimin finally removed his last piece of clothing. You watched as he used his left hand to slowly lower his briefs. His dick popped out and slapped onto his stomach right above his belly button.
He sat down on the couch and motioned for you to come sit on his lap. You did so, sitting right on his hard erection but not putting it in. He leaned in and kissed you immediately after, two naked bodies on each other.
Jimin rubbed his hands up and down your back then came down to massage your ass. Getting impatient, you rocked your hips against him which caused the both of you to moan into the kiss.
One of his hands left your body and began to search in between his couch cushions for the condoms he usually stores there. Jimin doesn't have sex frequently but will always have condoms prepared in places just in case. And you were going to be his first in months.
You whined when he pulled away from your lips again but only to rip the condom wrapper open with his teeth. He kept eye contact with you the entire time, even when rolling it down his long wide dick.
"You gonna give me a good ride?" He asked licking his lips.
"Without a doubt." You responded, lifting you hips up so he could insert himself inside of you.
The two of you moaned simultaneously when you slid down, coaxing the condom with your juices. It didn't even feel like there was one, the condom was so thin. You could feel the veins that you felt when rocking yourself onto him. But this was even better.
"God Y/N, It's like I can feel the inside of you. So fucking wet." Jimin began to attack your neck with kisses and bites. Only moans were able to leave your mouth.
You bounced up and down on the man. This was definitely such a good welcoming gift.
Jimin threw his head back onto the back cushion of the couch, moaning from the pleasure you were giving him. His hands were rested on your thighs, gripping them intensely.
Your hands were on his chest, with nails digging into him. You could of came right then and there when Jimin thrusted his hips upwards. "Shit. Yes Jimin."
He did it again and got the same reaction out of you. A loud moan with nails digging deeper.
Enjoying the reaction he was getting out of you, Jimin began to do it repeatedly. At this point, you gave up, no longer bouncing onto him. Your body fell into his, head resting onto his shoulder.
The man drilled up into you roughly. You sat back up again with your hands on his chest. Your head was thrown back as you moaned more and more. "Jimin! Fuck I'm gonna cum!" You screamed at the top of your lungs.
Quickly, your back met the couch cushions. Jimin hovered over you while still inside. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, holding onto his arms tightly. "You're beautiful Y/N." He said leaning his forehead onto yours.
Deep eye contact was made as Jimin pounded into you. Your breaths were heavy and so was his. Soon, the two of you would cum.
Lips met your neck, which turned into teeth. Jimin bit your neck while also sucking on it. It turned you back into a moaning mess.
Whimpers left your mouth as you began to get closer and closer, sensitive and more sensitive. Jimin dragged himself in and out of your pussy. His pace changed repeatedly. Fast, then slow, then fast again or slow with hard thrusts.
You rubbed your hands up Jimin's arms, to his neck then to his hair. Intertwining your fingers with it, you began to grip it. He bit your neck harder which caused you to arch your back.
A slur of curses slowly slipped out your mouth as well as, "Mm, Fuck you Jimin."
The words made him smiled against your skin, causing him to get a bit rougher. He began to hover over you again on his forearms. "It seems to be that I'm already doing that, love." Then went harded.
At this point you could see stars from how hard you were rolling your eyes back. Your mouth was closed as you bit on your lip, muffling your moans. "Come on Y/N. Look at me with those pretty eyes. Let me hear you sing for me."
Jesus fucking Christ, he would be the end of you. Your eyes opened and you looked up at the perfect faced man. "Jimin...", you said in a whimper, "Fuck I'm cumming."
He was pleased with your answer, smiling as he slammed into you repeatedly. Soft moans left his mouth as you clenched around him, releasing yourself. "Gonna cum for you Y/N."
His eyes fluttered shut as his strokes grew slower. Jimin filled up the condom with his cum, it should've been your mouth.
After releasing, he pulled himself all the way out. The condom was taken off and knotted in no time. You watched as his soft dick harden up again. He looked down at you, licking his lips. "Welcome to the neighborhood Y/N."
You laughed at his words as he came back down to your body. Jimin planted a soft kiss on your lips as he picked you up from the couch. "I'm gonna need to give you another welcoming though. And maybe tomorrow and the next."
"You can welcome me everyday." Was the last thing you said before he pulled you back into a kiss.
He can please you everyday.
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Distracted Driver (kth x reader)A Drabble
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x black!female!reader
Warnings: smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), exhibitionism, public sex(sort of, they’re in a car driving), oral(f receiving), sex toys(hitachi wand), filming, hints of dom Tae
A/N: just a quick Drabble I wanted to get out of my drafts. I got the idea after reading a fic on bts as p0rn stars. Essentially, Taehyung and reader are recording content
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Taehyung was forcing himself to stay focused on the road, thankfully it was pretty empty but still. How could he even drive safely when the sexiest sight was just in the passenger seat?
The loud humming of the vibrator sounded quiet in comparison to the whines and moans that were falling from your mouth. His cock was so hard that his loose pants felt impossibly tight. It was hard to even move his foot back and forth from the break to the gas without making his pants rub against him. You were so going to get punished once you got home.
For now though, he had other things to worry about. Like not crashing. That was hard when you were doing what you were doing
Your right leg was propped up on the dash board, the left being held up against your body by your hand. In your other hand was a battery powered hitatchi wand on its second highest setting.
Taehyung’s hands gripped the wheel hard enough to hurt. Fuck, he wanted to put his hands on you, wanted to shove his dick so far into your dripping pussy that your walls forever knew of his cock. You looked so sexy spread out just inches from him, your shirt lifted over your full breasts. You had recently changed the piercings through your nipples, from little pink diamonds to purple barbells. And he didn’t even know until you got in the car. Now he wanted nothing more than to pull and suck on the delectable nipples.
Fuck! He knew he should have sprung for that self driving car!
You let out a loud whine as your orgasm began to get closer. “Ugh baby! It feels s-so good!”
The car rolled to a red light. Thank god! He took a glance at the camera that sat on the dash, pointed towards you but he was visible as well. Perfect. He would definitely want this on record and your fans would certainly appreciate it.
His eyes focused on your fluttering hole, more wetness being pushed out of you every time it clenched, clit pulsing as the band in your belly coiled tighter and tighter. You rubbed the vibrator back and forth on your wet clit, the stimulation feeling electric.
“I’m gonna cum.” You announced, toes curling and hand moving faster with the vibrator. With the speed of a cheetah, Taehyung pushed the vibrator away, leaning over the center console to attach his lips to your swollen clit. A scream came from your dry throat at the sudden feeling of his hot mouth but god damn, it felt amazing. It only took a few licks and one harsh suck before you were toppling over the edge. Your hands buried in his hair, moving your hips against his face as you rode out the waves of your orgasm.
He slurped up everything you had, juices sweet and slightly tangy but so delicious. He was like a man starved, thirsty for more as if he’s been walking a desert for miles.
He was about to push you to overstimulation but loud honks behind him caused him to shoot up. The light was green and other cars were already beginning to drive. He pushed on the gas, probably a little too hard but he didn’t give a damn. He had to get home now.
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My Fallen Apple
Lucifer X Reader
Chapter 5
He seemed distant all day, and you didn't know why. “Hey, Lucifer, what's wrong? You don't seem like yourself.” He had been looking out a window at the city, it seemed more on fire than usual.
“Hm? Oh, nothing nothing, everything's fine!” He tried to smile at you, but it felt fake.
“Does it have to do with whatever that ‘extermination’ thing was last week? What even was that? And why couldn't I visit?”
“Wait, you… you don't know about the exterminations?” He was shocked. “The yearly massacre heaven conducts on Hell.”
“The what?!” You look shocked and horrified. “No, no one's ever said anything about that!”
“Oh fuck. So they just keep all the rest of you in the dark when Adam runs his little slaughter brigade every year?”
“Adam runs it?! Oh God, that makes so much sense. That fucking dickbag. I've got to tell everyone! They have to know what he's been doing!”
Lucifer suddenly grabs your shoulders, “whoa, whoa! Slow your roll there. That's not a good idea! You could get actually kicked out of heaven for telling anyone! Then… then you'd be stuck here with me. Forever.” His eyes filled with hurt, “I could never do that to you.”
You take his hands from your shoulders into yours, “What if I wanted to stay here with you?”
A blush spread across his face, “wha- Becca, I'm married, remember?”
“And she's been gone for seven years without a word! Is she really coming back? Besides, you need a friend you can rely on. Someone who's got your back no matter what.” You held his hands a little tighter. He sighed and squeezed back.
“I should push you away for your own good… while I still can. But… honestly I'm tired of being alone. So if you really want to stay as a friend , you can. I'll take responsibility for you and you can stay here in my palace.”
“Thank you. I'll just have to go back once more and get all my stuff. Next week, I'll move in, and our weekly hangouts can be daily.” You smile and he can't help but smile back,
“yeah, that sounds… that sounds nice.”
Suddenly, his phone rang and he pulled away, “augh, that ringtone.. sorry this one's important. Work stuff.” He looked at his phone contact and grimaced at it. “Hooo, okay… you can do this, just the biggest idiot you've ever met, and your eternal beloath-ed.” He took a deep breath and answered the call. “Adam. What? You literally just finished. What could you possibly- a fucking meeting? You can't just say what your ugly- HE HUNG UP ON ME?!! THAT BITCH!!” Suddenly Lucifer grew horns and a tail, a little fire lighting above his head. You squeak and jump back a bit. His devil form was out and… you know… the more you looked at it, the less scary and the more… attractive it actually was.
After he was done cursing the phone, he turned and looked at you, confused by your staring till he realized his horns were out. “Ah… uh, sorry. This happens when I get too angry.” He returned to his normal form. “I didn't scare you, did I? I promise, I'd never hurt you, I'm not that kinda guy.” He held his hands out in front of himself, pleading with you.
You shook off the shock and stepped closer, taking one of his hands. “No, no, I'm fine. I just… that form looks really nice.” You're blushing, you can feel it. And he sees it too.
“Oh! Oh. A heh… Well, thank you for thinking I look nice! That's a nice ego boost coming from someone as pretty as you.” He then realized he said that out loud! “I mean I um, hey excuse me a minute while i call my daughter!” He then ran off to hide from you in the palace.
You roll your eyes, well, at least he thinks you're pretty. That's a good first step. Probably the most important step will be getting him to accept Lilith's not coming back… but that would be a hard one. Ten thousand years they were together for… just taking 7 years apart for a break was a drop in the bucket for that long of a marriage.
Regardless, the next step was to move in and act naturally. Get him comfortable around you, enough to introduce you to his daughter. That was something you only do when fully committed to keeping someone in your life. Plus, maybe Charlie will help with the “get over lilith” campaign you were going to eventually need to run.
You decide to wander the palace and see if you could find where Lucifer had disappeared to.
It took an hour before you found him curled up in his bed.
“Lucifer? What's wrong?”
“I- I'm a bad father…” He was trying not to sob, tears in his eyes as his head peeked out from a burrito of blankets.
“Hey now, what makes you say that?” You walk over and sit on the edge of his bed.
“I called her and asked her to talk to Adam for me! I can't even take care of my own shit!” You sigh and lay next to him, pulling him into a tight hug. “Oh you silly burrito… there, there.” You pull the blankets back enough to free his hair and play with it. Eventually the waterworks stop and he starts to calm down, looking sleepy. You can't help but giggle a little, “Uh oh, is it nap time for hell's king? Come on, let's get you back up on the pillows at least.” You adjust him back up with ease and get him comfy before draping one of your own wings over him. He actually starts purring as his eyes close.
“Hm… you'd make a great mother.” He said sleepily, and your eyes tear up. You can't help it, and you keep playing with his hair.
“Thank you… I tried very hard in life.” His eyes open back up, and he looks at you in a moment of wonder and curiosity, but decides not to bring up something that might cause you more pain. You two just enjoy a peaceful moment in each others company till you both fall asleep.
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I’m hereeeee !!
Okay okay so you may or may not know my sub Mingi agenda, that man is so fekjshejejsjdjd
But but but, what if he were to get with a virgin ? I think the dynamic would be pretty interesting because it isn’t in his nature to be dominant but he wants to comfort and help you because it’s your first time :((
would it end with him guiding you in how to please him ? would it end with him on a service top wavelength ? I’ll leave that up to you ml <3
I've never written this before but I think this plot is interesting so here goes nothing-
NIRVANA || SONG MINGI
Genre: Smut
Pairing: Bf!Mingi x Male reader
Word Count: 0.9K
Warnings/tags: Dirty language, virginity loss, blowjob, handjob, fingering, anal protected sex, mingi has a bigass cock, mingi is actually a sub but will be a softdom for you bb <3, catch is he will still take dick in his ass even if he ain't a sub
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You were nervous, so nervous your heart was pounding against your chest. You wondered if Mingi could hear it. You straddled him on his bed and you had just confessed to be a virgin.
"That's not a problem," he smiled, "I can show you how to do it."
Mingi pressed his lips on yours, softly moving them against you as he started unbottoning your shirt. His hands slid over your chest as he deepened the kiss.
You felt yourself getting weak at the knees, even while sitting, completely melting into Mingi's arms.
It didn't take long before both your pants and boxers were off, leaving you two in nothing but your unbuttoned shirt and his oversized hoodie.
Your cock stood proudly against your stomach, twitching at the anticipation of what would happen tonight. "I'll show you how a blowjob feels, hm? You deserve to get your dick sucked, baby."
He gestured you to sit at the edge of the bed, where you sat down as he got on his knees in front of you.
The way his eyes looked up at you as he took the tip of your cock in his mouth had you shuddering with anticipation. You had been waiting for this moment for too long.
Mingi lightly sucked on the tip, flicking his tongue around it. You whined softly, grabbing a handful of his hair when he lowered his mouth on you.
"O-oh god, M-Mingi!" You moaned out when his pace quickened. Mingi took it slow but the slurping noises leaving his mouth nearly made you reach Nirvana.
"F-fuck, just like that, t-that's so good Mingi!"
He made sure your eyes were focussed on him as he took care of your cock, palming your balls and massaging them to increase the stimulation.
His head bobbed up and down your cock quickly as he dug his nails in your thighs. You groaned as you felt the familiar warmth in your lower tummy.
"Mingi, oh God, I swear, I'm gonna cum if you don't sto-- Oh- oh- Oh god, god, yes, c-cumming!"
He pulled off your cock and pumped it quickly in his large hand, making you cum all over his face.
"Gosh," you panted out, "you're insane." Your boyfriend grinned as he swiped some cum off his face. "You're quite delicious, Y/N."
"Now, I'm gonna teach you how to finger me," Mingi said as he layed down on the bed, spreading his legs. Your eyes widened at his casualness. Mingi reached over to his nightstand to grab a bottle of lube.
"Come on, Y/N, I'm not waiting forever," he grinned. "How can I focus with this view?" You defended yourself as you crawled over to him.
Mingi squirts the lube on your fingers and some on his hole, biting his lip at the coldness.
"Okay, you can insert one finger." "Any finger?" Mingi rolled his eyes. "Use your middle finger, idiot." You laughed and carefully inserted your middle finger into his puckering hole.
"Now slowly... Don't go too crazy right away, go easy," Mingi gasped. He folded his legs up to his chest, giving you perfectly easy access.
You slowly moved your fingers in and out of him, deeper and deeper every time. Mingi whined when he felt your long, slender finger reach places he couldn't himself.
"N-now put in a second one, put it in baby," he moaned. You pushed a second finger into Mingi, picking up the pace. You felt a bump inside him and Mingi groaned and twitched at the feeling of you hitting it.
"Right, right there baby, do that again," he moaned. You smirked, gaining confidence and you entered a third finger, fucking him deeply, scissoring him open.
"God, yes, that's it baby, keep doing that!" He moaned out. "Right there, Mingi? Do you like that?" "O-oh I like it, I love it, fuck, oh~"
Your soul nearly projected from your body as Mingi started to moan louder, jerking off his own cock as you fucked him with your fingers.
He stopped when he felt himself get close. He pinned you down on the bed and licked a stripe up your neck with a big smirk. "Gonna ride you now, okay? Gonna bounce on your pretty cock."
Mingi positioned himself above you, sinking down on your length rising back up to bottom out. He repeated this a few times before completely taking your cock, sitting on you, adjusting to the stretch of his hole around your dick.
Your boyfriend started bouncing on your member, sounds of skin clapping together and whiny moans filling the room.
You closed your eyes, groaning at the feeling of Mingi's hole on your cock. "Keep your eyes open, for me. Watch me. Watch me bounce on your cock, look at me."
Looking straight into his eyes, you saw the pleasure taking over. He quickened his pace, cock twitching as it leaked with pre-cum.
He looked just adorable like this, even if he was a tall guy, the way he took your cock in his ass and the way his hands played with his dick made you lose your mind.
"I'm so close! Gonna fucking cum!" Mingi moaned loudly. "M-me too, Me too, baby!" You moaned when he picked up the pace. His hole clenched around your dick, sending you over the edge.
"Yes! Yes, pump your fucking seeds in me!" Mingi moaned as he came over your chest. When he was done he layed down on your chest, face right in his cum as your cum dribbled out of his ass.
"Y-you got it now?"
"Yeah I think I got the hang of it, time for round 2?"
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monster (minnie x f!reader)
synopsis: your true form is close to getting caught by the fbi. you could either die or pick minnie and live forever. the monster inside you truly comes out with minnie and you wanna show her how much you want her.
warnings: degrading kink, monsterfuck, enemies to lovers, violence, gore, sub!minnie, dom!f!reader, sort of mafia influenced.
songs used: monster by irene & seulgi
word count: 1k+
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“fuck me like you fuck her on the nights boredom invades your soul. fuck me like the monster you truly are.” minnie screams in your face.
“I’m a little monster nal geomnae,
neol gweropyeo nae kkumman kkuge hae,
nan chum chugo nollae gawinullin neoye,
geu mom wie jumuneul geolmyeon”
the helicopters above you, jetting as quickly as the blood pumping in your veins. you only had one choice, it was minnie or it was death.
minnie knew, whatever the choice, she would always be above that. in this case, minnie was so much better than death. death was her middle name after all.
you grabbed minnie by the arm and ran for dear life, you knew if you picked death, you would never truly be satisfied. minnie. minnie. minnie. it’s all your mind chanted. no matter what direction you went, she followed you right behind.
you hated each others guts. but in the moment, she’s all your body craved. you were the monster and she was the sin. you were both as equally as bad. the only difference was, minnie was a beautiful sun and you were the ugly monster.
you ran till you couldn’t breathe anymore. finally stopping behind an abandoned mall. tonight was the night. you didn’t give two fucks about how much you hated minnie, you had to take everything from her.
minnie killed any pride left in you, so you killed any bit of love left in her.
you and minnie walked inside the empty mall, with a gun in your hand and a gorgeous woman beside you, you weren’t going to last so long.
you found an open shop within the mall, not that anyone was inside it but the lights were still running. you pulled minnie inside with you, wrapping an arm on her shoulder as you pulled out the knife that kept digging your stomach.
“oh my god! you’re bleeding so much!” minnie cried in horror. your hand twisted and pulled at the knife in your stomach. fuck any pain. you just wanted all this to be over with but as long as minnie was by your side, it was never going to be over.
“you’re acting as if you’re not the one who stabbed me earlier cause she didn’t get to orgasm in time.” you groaned at minnie in pain. it’s not that you hated her, you just hated the way she made you feel.
even after she stabbed you, it felt as if a warmth had spread through your entire body. you just wanted to pull her hair back and make out with her. no one was stopping you now.
you two gazed at each other, understanding clearly what the other wanted. you reached for her jaw and pulled her face right in front of you. your faces inches away from one another, a beautiful melody sat on her lips, you just wished to be her composer tonight.
a tension quickly filled the shop, fear running down your spines. you both wanted this but at what cost? what was the possibility of you two falling into the loop hole even stronger than before?
you pushed all the questions aside and your lips left a smile on hers. she straddled your lap as you both leant into the kiss. the world stopped moving every time you kissed. to you, it wasn’t just a kiss. it was like the firework that set in your stomach whenever fear walked by.
it was anxiety but the good kind.
her hands started to work their way onto your ripped shirt, slowly unbuttoning it completely. you just wanted her to rip it off more than it already was. she took her time, painfully slow.
your core was on fire. a rush of adrenaline filling your body, making you rip her ravishing red dress off of her. you were not about to waste anymore time tonight.
“chagaun ttang,
jaetteomieseo ireonasseo,
hwanghoneseo saebyeok,
nan yeojeonhi jonjaehae,
i gwanggiga shilchi ana,
jeulgigo inneun geol,
neon beoseonal su eopseo,
domanggajireul ma dacheo”
a gasp left minnie’s mouth as the dress fell off of her skin. you absorbed any fear she still felt about her feelings. fuck it, tonight i’ll show her how much i truly desire her. your mind played tricks on you but kept leading you to this moment.
you stood up and lifted minnie up in a bridal position. she protested but then realized that you were bringing her to the counter of the shop. you laid her down and kissed her thighs, settling down onto your knees.
you passionately teased her until she couldn’t take it anymore. your lips kissed every inch of her thighs but never made it to her pussy. it was dripping, just for you. but she won’t ever admit that.
you finally stopped your petty tactics and dipped two fingers into her pussy, slowly engraving her scent onto your fingertips. minnie moaned; the quietness of the place making it sound louder than ever.
“stop, don’t be loud. i don’t want anyone hearing you screaming for me.” you whispered hotly into her ear. it was true. you wouldn’t let anyone hear her but you.
you were the monster and she was the sin. a sin only you could commit. a monster only she can confess to.
“neoreul guweonhago doro yak olligo,
oh nan wanbyeokago dashi eongmangin geol”
you began sucking on her clit, still continuing the fingering. there was no way you were going to leave her unattended tonight. her fingers laced themselves into your pretty but bold curls.
your eyes staring at her face as you kept your pace going. in that moment alone, you felt as if this was the only moment you could truly confess to her. you were confessing your sins to her, but in a way she wanted.
minnie moaned, whimpered, groaned. every sound in the dirty dictionary, could be heard from her. tonight, her soul was going to become yours. yours to reside in forever.
she began bucking her hips into your face, screaming out loud about how good you feel.
“is this what you wanted you filthy little slut? you wanted this monster to fuck you raw? what happened to the innocent and religious little girl i knew. is that what you wanna be? my little cumslut?” your words doing their magic on her pussy. her words slurring and her eyes rolling back into the back of her head.
her legs shook around your head. your jaw hurting with every suck you gave to her clit. you were so not close to stopping tonight.
she was yours, forever.
“bwa nan geunyang nolgo isseo,
nappeun euido eopseo,
jakjiman wiheomhan nal,
nuga geobuhagesseo,
ppalgan dongi teul shiganiya,
ije anshimhan neon,
kkumeseo naoryeo hae,
but monster lives forever”
you were her filthy secret of a monster. you couldn’t let her go so easily. as much as you hated her, you couldn’t help but feel admiration for the way she wrapped herself around you every time you made her cum.
“almost there baby.” minnie’s second orgasm followed her first one. her back arching like the possession of emily rose, she was surrendering herself completely to you.
you lapped up every bit she had to offer to you. not a drop wasted. she tasted like the forbidden fruit, but you were eve, you would break every rule for her.
you stood up and grinned at her fucked out state. she looked like the most beautiful painting known to mankind, but no mankind deserves her. you’re the only who truly deserves her.
“I’m a little monster nal geomnae,
neol gweropyeo nae kkumman kkuge hae,
nan chum chugo nollae gawinullin neoye,
geu mom wie jumuneul geolmyeon”
a sly smile forming on your face.
“where’s my award for being the greatest fuck of your life?”
#kpop smut#kpop x reader#wlw smut#minnie smut#minnie x reader#gidle x reader#gidle smut#minnie#kpop gidle#gxg smut#enemies to lovers#monster
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