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ro-is-struggling · 26 days

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Earn It || Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: While Spencer was away on a case, you had no better idea than to send him spicy pictures of yourself as a way to encourage him to work harder to get home fast. You ignored his warnings and orders to stop and now that he was back home it was time to face the consequences of acting like a spoiled brat.

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, porn without plot, established relationship, dom!spencer, sexting, masturbation, bondage, dirty talk, cum eating, deprivation of touch used as punishment (if that makes sense? idk it's just porn)

English is not my first language

Word count: 3300

Notes: idk what this is, I have had this idea in my mind for a while now and I only wrote it because someone left me a nice message praising my spencer smut, so enjoy, I guess

You were buzzing with anticipation, counting down the minutes until Spencer got home. You knew you'd be in trouble —it was clear from the short messages he'd sent you—, but that was part of the fun. You had crossed the line this time. The messages you had sent him while he was stuck at work could only be described as torture. But you couldn't be held accountable for your actions, at least not completely. You missed him-his touch, his lips on yours, the sound of his voice calling your name-and you wanted to make sure he knew it.

Spencer had been away from home for too long, working a few states over to catch a killer who targeted young, blonde women. It was apparently a tough case so for the last few weeks you had to settle for talking to him on the phone late at night. Hearing his voice before bedtime was nice, comforting, but over time it stopped being enough. You missed having him by your side at night, feeling his warmth and the touch of his fingers on your skin. You missed his kisses, his soft lips caressing your body while you whispered his name into the darkness of the night....

It was clear that phone calls were no longer enough to satiate your need for him, so in a moment of impulsive arousal you decided to give him a little incentive to work harder to come home to you. You were simply showing him what he was missing.

The first picture you sent him was simple and tasteful, a conscious choice intended to lure him into your trap. It only showed the lower half of your face, your lips drawn into a sad pout. It also showed part of your chest which was covered by one of Spencer's shirts. It had the first few buttons undone, showing your collarbone and the mound of your breasts, but nothing more. You sent it with a simple 'I miss you', hoping he had his phone nearby to see it.

His reply came not long after, and you almost felt bad for what you were about to do when you read his innocent and oblivious 'I miss you too :(‘. You replied with another photo, this time much more revealing. The shirt was unbuttoned now, revealing the cute red lace bra that hugged your breasts. It was Spencer's favorite and you knew it was going to have the desired effect on him. 'I wish you were here...' you wrote before you sent it. And without waiting for a reply you sent him another picture, this time showing the full lingerie being, posing in a provocative way. Without hesitation you wrote 'to rip it off my body' and pressed send.

You knew your little plan had worked because Spencer didn't answer for quite a while. He had seen the messages, but he was probably too stunned and busy to reply to you. When he finally did, it was a warning. 'Behave.' was all he wrote back, but you ignored it. In the next picture you sent him you had removed your bra, your hard nipples framed perfectly in the picture. Two of your fingers were lost between your lips, the red lipstick slightly smudged at the corners. 'I wish they were your fingers' you typed and Spencer's reply was another warning. 'But I guess mine will have to do for now' you ignored him once again, sending him a video of you burying those same fingers inside you as you moaned his name.

Your provocative messages didn't stop until you came, but even though you knew Spencer had seen them, he didn't reply. Nor did he call you that night like he had been doing every day. He was silent for two whole days. Two long days in which you kept wondering if maybe you had taken things too far. It was torture waiting for some kind of sign from him that would bring you some relief, but when you read the message he sent you knew that had been his intention all along.

'I'm on my way home. I want you in bed wearing the red set by the time I get there.' was all he wrote and you knew he was angry. Spencer was going to make you pay for behaving so badly and you couldn't help but wonder what method he would use to teach you a lesson. Punishments were always creative with him. Spencer wasn't very keen on violence during intimacy, it reminded him too much of his job, you supposed. He was rough in bed when he was in the mood for it and never objected to giving you a spanking or two when you deserved it, but he didn't enjoy making you cry in pain or leaving severe marks on your skin.

Spencer was more of a soft, pleasure dom, which meant that most of the time he was more intense than aggressive. He loved the irony of using pleasure to create pain, often overstimulating you to the point that your body would scream for him to stop. His domination over you was more subtle, more psychological, so his punishments always had a hint of irony in them. The worst one —and at the same time, the best one– had been once you had come without his permission. His way of teaching you a lesson that time was forcing you to cum over and over again, attacking your abused pussy with his fingers, his tongue and a vibrator without giving you hardly any time to recover between orgasms.

You wondered if Spencer had something similar in mind, the very idea frightening and exciting you at the same time. Your clit throbbed between your legs, your panties ruined with your arousal before Spencer even got to lay a finger on you. That was the effect he had on you. All he had to do was send you a stupid message and your whole body would begin to tingle with anticipation, waiting for his command.

When you heard the sound of the apartment door opening you almost jumped out of bed with joy. There was nothing you wanted more than to run into your boyfriend's arms and shower him with kisses as you told him how much you had missed him. But you knew you couldn't —or, rather, shouldn't— do that. Spencer wanted you in bed, wearing his favorite lingerie, and that's exactly what you did. Even though it was a little late to play nice now, you didn't want to give him any more reason to prolong your punishment —whatever it was. So you settled on the bed, putting yourself in a suggestive pose and waited patiently for Spencer to enter the room.

He took his time and you knew he was doing it on purpose. Your punishment had begun the moment you decided to ignore his warnings and now you had no choice but to accept it. Listening to his footsteps walking around the apartment, knowing that he was only a couple of feet away without being able to do anything about it was a real torture, but you deserved it.

"I'm disappointed in you," was the first thing Spencer said when he finally entered the room. He had that hard look in his eyes that he always gave you when you disobeyed him - the one that told you it was in your best interests to listen to him. His pupils were widened, the beautiful hazel color almost completely taken over by the darkness of desire in his eyes. You shifted nervously on the bed, suddenly feeling small under his intense gaze. Spencer walked toward you and you felt like an animal trapped by the predator that wanted to eat it. There was nowhere to run.

"You've been a very bad girl," he clicked his tongue in disapproval, bringing his hands to his neck to loosen the knot of his tie. "Teasing me with those pictures while I was at work, ignoring my warnings, cuming without my permission." Spencer shook his head and you sunk your teeth into your lower lip. The tone in his voice —too calm for someone in his position— almost made you regret your little stunt. Almost. "If you want to act like a spoiled brat, I'll treat you like one."

Spencer ordered you to sit on the bed with your back against the headboard. You obeyed without question, knowing that this was not the best time to complain. You watched him remove his tie in one tug, twisting the soft fabric in his hands before approaching you. He was careful in tying your wrists to the headboard, his fingers barely grazing your skin as he made sure to limit your movements, leaving you completely at his mercy. It was torture to feel him so close and not be able to touch him. Not to mention how incredibly frustrating it was that his hands barely rested on you when it was strictly necessary, as if your skin was burning him. You hated it, but when you let out a whine of protest, Spencer gave you a look that let you know it was best to keep your mouth shut.

"You're going to stay there and keep your eyes on me at all times." He stated with a calmness in his voice that should have alarmed you. But instead of wondering what he was up to —and what that calm meant to you— your mind was distracted by the slow movement of his hands as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing himself to you. " Now you'll know how I felt when I saw your pictures and those videos of you pleasuring yourself while I was stuck at work, unable to do anything about it."

Spencer moved closer to you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. The air caught in your throat as you stared at him, fearing that your mere breath might somehow cause him to pull away from you again. His gaze was firm, intimidating, but hidden among all the desire and lust you could still make out a glimmer of the characteristic softness in his eyes. It was an interesting contrast, captivating. It reminded you that no matter how rough he might be at the moment, the sweet, loving, everyday Spencer was just a word away.

You could hardly believe he was touching you when he took your face in one of his hands. His warm, slender fingers pressed over your cheeks, forcing your lips into a pout. He used his grip to tilt your head up to make sure your eyes never left his at any time. He had you trapped between his hand and his eyes, frozen still as you anxiously awaited his next words.

"Now you'll be the helpless one. You'll be the one that has to sit back and watch as I pleasure myself, tied to the bed, unable to do anything to relieve the pressure between your legs."

After removing the last of his clothes, Spencer settled himself on the opposite side of the bed. He made sure you had the best view of him and his hard cock before he began to pleasure himself. Your eyes followed the movement of his hand as if you were being hypnotized. Up and down, up and down, his hand moved along his shaft while his mouth let out the sweetest moans you had ever heard. Every little gasp he let out went straight to your center, that throbbed desperate for attention. Spencer sounded desperate and you wondered if he hadn't relieved himself since you had sent him those pictures.

You fought your bonds without even realizing it, your body responding in its own accords to Spencer's stimulation. He didn't scold you for it, on the contrary he seemed to enjoy it. He increased the pace of his hand slightly, his eyes never leaving your figure. The way they roamed over your body —slowly moving down from your face to your neck, stopping at the curve of your breasts before trailing their way down your abdomen and to your legs— almost felt like his caresses. If you concentrated hard enough you could feel the ghost of his fingers following the path of his eyes. But it wasn't enough, not when you were trapped listening to Spencer's moans, watching his hand move up and down his cock as his tip leaked precum. Your mouth watered at the sight, yearning to feel the weight of his cock against your tongue. You could almost taste the salty treat on your tongue, your brain recreating it as best it could. It was criminal that he wouldn't let you touch him when he was so close to you.

"Like what you see?" Spencer mocked you as a pathetic whimper managed to escape your lips. "It's such a shame you were so bad 'cause right now you could be the one touching me... And I could be pleasuring you."

"Yes, please! I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Just please, I need it." you begged, momentarily excited by the mention of him pleasuring you. You were willing to do anything to end this torture.

But Spencer wouldn't budge. "Oh, I know you do, baby. I can see the wet spot in your panties from here. But I can't give it to you. Only good, obedient girls get what they want and you have been very, very bad."

He enjoyed every second of your torture, delighting in the whimpers you let out and the way you struggled against your bonds. Your body squirmed deliciously on the bed, protesting against the lack of attention. Spencer responded to your whimpers with moans, being more vocal than usual to prolong your torture. Every sound he let out increased the fire in your stomach along with your frustration. Your pussy tightened around nothing, desperate for attention. The pressure in your tummy was too much, almost unbearable. You needed relief, whatever would help you take the edge off.

You didn't even realize you were squeezing your legs together until it was too late. You were desperate and while the little friction your thighs provided as you squirmed was not enough, it was better than nothing. Your clit pulsed with every little movement, your juices trickling down your legs and making your job easier. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to concentrate on the subtle tingling between your legs to see if you could increase the pleasure that way somehow. The moan that fell from your lips was pathetic, a mixture of pleasure and frustration that alerted Spencer to your little trick just as you were getting somewhere.

You snapped your eyes open as you felt the impact of his hand against your calf. Spencer gave you a stern look, his expression blank as he forced your legs apart again. "You do that again and I won't let you cum tonight, am I clear?"

"Yes, sir!" you whimpered, feeling your hope renewing at the promise of a future orgasm. "I'm sorry! I'll be good, I promise."

It was real torture to have Spencer so close, naked and stroking his cock inches away without being able to touch it. His moans were getting louder and louder, his words dirtier and more condescending —praising your expression of desperation and mocking the way you twisted against your bonds. Your desperation increased along with the speed of his hands, which worked increasingly faster to bring him to the edge of pleasure. He was close, you could feel it, and as pathetic as it sounded, so were you. Your underwear was ruined, soaked with the juices of your arousal. Spencer hadn't touched you, but you were sure that a simple brush against your clit was all you needed to reach your climax.

"Was it worth it, baby?" He managed to say between gasps. "Was it worth it to disobey me? Sending all those pictures just to end up like this, tied to the bed, forced to watch me pleasure myself while you get nothing."

Oh Spencer was enjoying torturing you way too much. He wanted to break you, push you to your very limit and hear you beg for his forgiveness. He wanted you to earn your relief just as you had earned your punishment and he wasn't going to stop until you begged for mercy. In another circumstance you might have put up more of a fight, after all, it was always fun to riled him up. But you were far too desperate to feel his touch to play hard to get. You needed him, you'd been apart too long and you couldn't stand the distance a second longer.

"No, it wasn't! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it. I should have listened to you. I won't do it again, I promise! I'll behave! Just, please... please." There was no way to hide the pathetic tone in your voice. You were so frustrated, so needy for attention, that you could almost feel the tears burning in your eyes. You were willing to cry if that's what it took to earn Spencer's forgiveness. You would do anything to feel his hands on you.

"Oh yeah? You'll behave?" He spoke as if he didn't believe you, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he increased the pace of his hand. "Will you stop acting like a spoiled brat and be my good, obedient little girl?"

"Yes! I'll be your good girl, I promise! I'll be so good for you, sir! Please."

Suddenly, Spencer stood up from his place on the bed, approaching you in a couple of steps. "Open up then." He commanded bringing the head of his dripping, reddened cock close to your lips. You didn't need him to tell you twice, tilting your face up as you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, eagerly waiting to taste him.

"That's it, that's a good girl... swallow it, swallow all of me... good girl." Spencer moaned as he came in your mouth, his hand stroking himself until he shot the very last drop of cum on your tongue. The squeal of bliss you let out at the taste of his salty flavor was pathetic, but you were too far gone to care. You eagerly swallowed everything he gave you, devouring it as if it were the sweetest candy.

Spencer mumbled sweet praises as he came down from his high, caressing your head with his usual softness. It was a small action, but you missed his touch so much that it was enough to fill you with joy. You thought you were finally in the clear, that you had received your punishment so well that Spencer would show you mercy and finally let you touch him. But when he sat down across from you again and looked into your eyes, you noticed that the intimidating darkness was still present in them. You struggled against your bonds once more to see if he would take pity on you and untie you. But he answered you with a click of his tongue that stopped you immediately.

"You did such a good job for me, baby." Spencer's voice was barely a husky whisper. He brought one of his fingers up to your cheek, collecting the drops of his cum that hadn't made it into your mouth. You tried to lean into his touch, but he removed his hand quickly, bringing his finger to your lips. He didn't have to tell you what to do, you automatically opened your mouth and wrapped your tongue around his finger, tasting his relief.

"But your punishment isn't over yet. You earned your relief, but haven't earned my forgiveness yet. You still don't get to touch me. Now open those pretty legs for me. I'll give you what you want and we'll see how much you can take."

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 month

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AITA for asking my boyfriend to wear lingerie?

Wow that sounds really fucking weird and this is weird but anyway

I (31M) am dating a guy (29M) and have been for about 4 years now, and we share an apartment. He's so beyond perfect and I am insanely lucky, and I'm planning on proposing to him this June.

Important to note that he is FTM. I am not, I'm very cis. He doesn't dress very masculinely, he likes dresses and skirts and stuff, which I like because he looks fucking hot in them and it makes him happy to dress like that. I haven't ever seen him wear ladies' underwear or anything like that before, only boxer briefs. I didn't really realize that till after this conflict though.

Lately I was in... a certain store for adults, picking up some undisclosed items, and noticed some lingerie that I thought would look really good on him. I ended up buying it as a gift.

When I showed it to him that night though his face just fell. He started tearing up and said he really didn't want to wear it and that he felt really insulted that I'd ask him to wear something like that. I apologized right off the bat, but I said was confused and I told him that he wears fem clothes the time. He told me that women's underwear made him feel really dysphoric and the lingerie had this thing, I forgot what he called it, but it basically makes the breasts more prominent like a wire or something (I grew up with two equally cis brothers and a mom who never talked about any of this so cut me some slack). He got top surgery years before he met me so I'm not sure what he's talking about.

Anyway. I apologized and put it back in the bag, told him I'd return it and I intend to. We ended up going to bed without having sex like we planned. He didn't touch me at all all night and didn't kiss me goodbye before he went to work the next morning.

I want to be very clear. I'm not trans, and I would never challenge him on what makes him dysphoric. But I do want him to explain what upsets him so I understand. I want to know what he's thinking so he doesn't just shut down on me.

One last thing. I know this is the drastic actions website but I don't want to see any of the "break up" comments or any sort of slander against my boyfriend. I love that boy and I am going to marry him if he'll have me.

Was I TA for getting him a gift? I wanted to surprise him but it did not turn out well. I would also appreciate any advice, especially from other trans guys. Thank you all.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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webslingingslasher · 11 months

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Modelling all the new lingerie you bought for frat Peter and he's absolutely losing his mind

i want to preface that this is absolutly size inclusive, i just went with victoria's secret for the branding but we're gonna pretend they have all the sizes and inclusitivity they should.

warnings: a lil smutty

Peter eyed the pink and black paper bag in your hand, he tried to be understanding but there is nothing in that store that’s for him. You said you had a surprise and you got him something, but here you were standing in front of him with a victoria’s secret bag and a wide smile.

“If you want me to wear womens panties during sex I need to hear you say it now.”

You laugh, “no, that’s not… wait, would you?”

“I’d do anything for you.”

You roll your eyes, “always dramatic, parker.”

He would. He’d do anything for you, you just don’t believe him yet.

“No, I got these for you…” you trail and have a hand go digging, you pull up a lacy red lingerie piece.

Dead silence, you start to feel insecure. Mandy assured you he’d like it, go feral even. But he’s giving you a blank stare, you want to throw the fabric over the balcony. After a crushing thirty second silence you feel warmth flooding your cheeks, you scramble to put the fabric back in. It’s pointless, you’d never be able to look at it again, let alone the store.

Peter’s eyes widened watching your panicked movements, he was waiting for more information. He supposes it’s pretty but he really doesn’t think he could fit in it, plus this is a pretty major kink to throw on him at once.

Refusing to make eye contact you ramble, “this was so stupid, I hate myself.”

“Hey,”

“Forget this ever happened, this is so embarrassing I have to leave.”

“Hey,” louder.

You bulldozed.

“In fact, I think we could just end this here, peter. I mean this was obviously weird enough for the both-”

He’s not going to lose you, “I didn’t say anything!”

“That’s the point! You aren’t into it, Mandy swore you’d like it but-”

Peter lets out a sigh, “baby, I mean, is that even my size?”

You stop speaking and blink, you look at the bag and back at your frat boy.

He thought it was for him, he actually thought you wanted him to dress up for you.

“No, you dolt! They’re mine, I just wanted to, I dunno.. model them for you.”

It felt less embarrassing wallowing in silence.

“Oh.”

“Oh!”

A cocky grin spilled over his face, his hands interlocked behind his head and he leaned back on his bed, you watched his core tighten and flex with the movement.

Peter licked his lips, “please do. Leave red for last, it’s my favorite color.”

You’re glad he can’t see your shy smile, “I know.”

The conformation makes the heat blossom in his chest.

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Peter loves how you look, he says it every chance he gets, but knowing you put on a skimpy outfit with the goal being observed made you self conscious in a different way. Peter makes sure to dote on you plenty when he’s taking your clothes off, but those are small glances and kisses, this was you presenting yourself and showing off.

You ran a hand down your torso as you exhaled heavily, you had to trust Peter. You weren’t sure what was happening between you two, it was a weird midway point. It was like you were dating but the casual touching or labeling was way off beat.

The bathroom door clicks open and you step out boldly.

“Ready?”

Your boy’s head lifted off the bed, the first glance sent him scrambling to hit up. His eyes dragged over your body, everywhere he could see he soaked it in, like he was memorizing each curve of your body. It should make you feel self conscious, but he makes you confident.

“My beautiful girl, hm?” His hands reach out, you step into his hold and feel him explore. You feel his fingertips race across the black lace of your bra, it’s not covering much, you can feel the heat of his hands through the mesh on your chest.

You squirm as his tracing tickles you, his thumbs resting at your hips, he can’t stop himself. He lifts up the lace hanging from your front, the baby doll thrown over his head as he presses kisses up and down your torso. You sigh and grab the back of his head, you tangle into the curls and lean into him as his fingers dig into the plush on your waistline to keep you close.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” batty eyelashes blink up at you, he’s a proud simp and munch. He kisses right above your thong, “how’d I get so lucky?”

His words make your knees weak, he always talks like that, like he’s the most lucky person on the planet to have you in his arms. He acts like you chose him, like you picked the short straw, but you were the lucky one.

You pat his shoulders and step away, “one out of five?”

No hesitation, “seven.”

“Cheat. Don’t go anywhere, I have two more.”

Peter sputters, “as if you have to tell me?”

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This one was a lot more fitting.

It was bold, it was a nice hunter green, a bold bra and itty, bitty, crotchless panties.

It felt like everything but your nipples were out, you’d burn this one if you hadn’t put your foot in your mouth about two more. You tap your foot as you look over yourself in the mirror and shake your head. Peter's seen you naked hundreds of times but you felt more exposed than ever before.

“Petey?”

Muffled, “yes, baby?”

You didn’t know where to go from there, you heard movement, then a little closer to the door.

“You alright, baby?”

You let out a puff of air, “it’s a lot.”

He’s connecting dots, “the outfit?”

“Yeah.”

Peter lets out an airy laugh, “I hate to tell you babe, but I’ve seen it all and love it more every time I do.”

You nibble your lip, you just need a hype man, he could be that easily.

“I’m like, naked naked.”

“Perfect.”

“It’s dark green.”

A whine, “please let me see!”

You crack the door open and peek out an eye, you see Peter watching the ground before looking up and smiling wide. You swing it open and spin slowly, his eyes not leaving your lower half. Peter crosses to the doorway and pulls at your hips and throws you on the bathroom counter.

You gasp and watch his eyes trail down, he catches sight between your legs and you close them self consciously, his hand stops the meeting, then taps at your knee with his thumb for you to open back up for him. He takes his time drawing you in, his throat low and scratchy when he speaks.

“Oh, oh I like these. I like these a lot.”

Peter’s thumb races up the side of your thigh before gently tracing around your inner thigh and higher, you jostle as he rubs over the space your crotch should be, you choke on air and hit your head against the mirror, you open your eyes to see his locked on your face, his pupils blended into his eyes.

He circles again and you grab his wrist to push it away, “I still have to show you the red one.”

“I already saw it, I’m about to get on my knees and worship you.”

Your cheeks feel like they're on fire, “let me show you the last one, then you can choose which one you wanna take me in.”

Peter gives a sharp inhale, “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me.”

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A full piece in red, you picked this one out yourself. It screamed Peter, the color, the lace, the style.

The body had a built in corset, red cinched your waist. The bottom lapels had straps that connected to your thigh belts, this time a cheeky pair of underwear. It contrasted the harsh sex of the bodice, a peek of bum that led more to the imagination, just like your chest being pushed up from the corset.

It was both the most dressed and undressed you’ve been all evening. The other’s were more uncovered but this one made you feel hot and powerful and confident.

You didn’t need any help with this one.

“This gotta be your favorite, right?”

Peter felt time stop, he was absolutely speechless. He’s never seen you so.. so… gorgeous. A cocky grin, one that told him you knew how good you looked. And he doesn’t care what anyone has to say, his girl wearing his favorite color in lingerie was the down right sexiest thing he’s ever seen.

His silence doesn’t scare you, it makes you fill with pride.

“Yeah… that’s the one.”

You stalked to the end of the bed where he sat, his fingers tugging at your thigh buckles.

“I’ve never had a girl dress up for me like this.” A delicate confession, while his fingers and hands fondled over your backside and thighs.

You shrug and run your hand through his hair, “you make me want to dress up for you.”

Peter pulls at you to straddle his waist, “I’ll never stop being grateful.”

“Is this the winner? You can take it off whenever.”

Peter runs his tongue over his teeth, “I kinda just like looking at you right now.”

The black piece was lust.

The green piece was passion.

The red piece was love.

Three things are very clear to Peter Parker in that moment.

One, he wasn’t sure when, but you were going to be his girlfriend.

Two, he’s almost eighty percent sure he loves you.

Three, this is the hardest he’s been in his entire life.

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meiieiri · 4 months

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𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 [gojo satoru]

HC: GOJO JUST CAN’T SEEM TO GET HIS SERVANT GIRL OUT OF HIS HEAD.

WARNINGS: fluff! sickening blegh blegh fluff. maybe some undertones of misogyny but that’s only because i lowkey have a thing for naoya zenin please don’t judge me, please don’t. and i know, i know, i’m sorry for the late updates, but i’m working on the new chapter of WE as fast as i can, hahaha. just feeling so demotivated lately so i decided to write something new for a bit.

╰┈➤ gojo satoru who falls harder and harder for you everyday as you dutifully help him with his kimono, prepare his bath, and plan out his meals. one day, i’ll marry her, satoru vows silently as he watches you brew his hōjicha just the way he likes it.

╰┈➤ gojo satoru who waits for you at every blind corridor in the gojo estate, hoping to steal a kiss from you while you’re working. “satoru—!” what was he thinking, pulling you into a searing kiss while you carried a laundry basket full of his clothes? he finds it cute how you instinctively melted in the feeling of his luscious lips, clumsily dropping the laundry basket on the hardwood floor. “is my little servant distracted? tsk, tsk. we can’t have that, can we?” he grins against your lips but before he could lean in for another kiss, he takes a step back. “get back to work, (y/n)-chan~” he waves to you as he struts down the hall.

╰┈➤ gojo satoru is a bold man when it comes to sashaying around his clan’s vast banquet hall, purposefully keeping you within ten feet of him as he speaks to the other clan heads, indirectly showing you off in the new yukata he got for you. though his only concern about the yukata is how troublesome it’ll be to take it off of you and he really doesn’t want to rip another piece from your wardrobe. as you pour him another cup of sake, he wonders if he should’ve just bought you a lingerie set instead.

╰┈➤ gojo satoru has gotten used to his mother nagging him about getting married soon. his family has been growing impatient since the day he turned twenty-six for satoru to find an upstanding lady from another one of the big three clans of jujutsu. he’s seen countless women, been forced to kiss the backs of their hands, and he’d pull through outstandingly - charming one bridal candidate after another who’ve no idea that the entire time, satoru is thinking of the little lady he keeps back home in the gojo estate.

╰┈➤ gojo satoru who takes your hand one day and says: “follow me.” he leads you into the tea room, and finally reveals what the two of you have in front of his elders as he slips an engagement ring, a family heirloom, onto your finger unbothered that the elders whispered among themselves about how shameful it would be for the greatest sorcerer of this generation were to get married to some nobody. “i’d sooner drop dead than see our clan head getting married to this whore!” one of his elders snarls at you, instinctively causing satoru to shield you from them. his face hardens as he speaks his next homicide-coded words. “that could be arranged, auntie.”

╰┈➤ gojo satoru who purposefully chooses a rainy day for your wedding date, so no one could see the joyful tears streaming down his cheeks as he finally makes you irrevocably his.

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ravenromanova · 7 months

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Bunny

pairings: Dom Wanda x Dom Natasha x Innocent reader

Warnings: All porn and very little plot SMUT! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+!!! Innocence kink, Mommy kink, Daddy kink, Face sitting, Enchanted strap, vibrator use, pet names (Bunny) Sight bandage. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE

Summary: Wanda and Natasha have fun teaching their bunny new tricks.

A/n: Hiii!! so this story came from this request and i loved it so much so i amped it up and made it a wandanat fic!!! Enjoy ;)

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The sun has shone through the soft white curtains of the room kissing your cheeks. You grumble when you felt the sun in your eyes and tried to hide. But unfortunately for you no matter what you did it didn’t go away. When you finally gave in the mother natures torture you sat up to see that you were alone. Normally one or both of your girlfriends were with you when you had woke up but they are nowhere to be seen.

Deciding to get to the bottom of their sudden disappearance you grabbed your robe and slippers and walked out of the room. When your slipper covered feet approached the kitchen you finally found them. Both redheads were making breakfast as you walked in with a small pout.

“Hi dekta” Natasha greeted with a smile walking over to give you a sweet kiss and sit you down at the table.

“Hi” You grumbled when you sat down and both her and Wanda titled their heads in confusion.

“What’s wrong bunny?” Wanda’s voice was smooth as she spoke handing you a plate of waffles, fruit, eggs and bacon. Taking the plate you eat for a few minutes before finally speaking.

“Woke up ‘lone” You mumbled shoving waffles in your mouth like you did as a child. Both women walked over and sat on either side of you shaking their heads.

“We were going to make you breakfast in bed bunny but you woke up a little too early, mommy and daddy are sorry bunny” Wanda cooed rubbing your back slowly helping you slip into your submissive headspace. They both knew helping you get into this headspace made it easier to deal with your feelings.

“It’s okay…just missed you” You let it a sigh of contentment feeling Wanda’s hand on your back and Natasha’s on your thigh. The two women had a whole plan for the day but clearly they were going to have to make some adjustments.

See about a week ago you had let it slip that you had wanted them to use you during your sleep. So being the good girlfriends they were that’s what they were going to do today since they both had the day off. But of course their bunny just had to wake up too early. But it was okay since they still had a lot planned for you today.

Natasha had gotten up to finish breakfast for her and Wanda before coming back to sit next to you. And the three of you ate breakfast like you did every morning talking, laughing and of course little make out sessions. It was moments like this that truly made you feel loved by the witch and spy. And truthfully it made them love you even more if that was even possible.

After you three finished breakfast Natasha cleaned up and Wanda helped you get ready for the day. She had laid out a black tank top and dark red leggings accompanied by a black and red lingerie set. You happily got dressed and then sat on the bed for Natasha to braid your hair.

“All done bunny” She said tying off the second french braid before giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you daddy” You beam giving her a hug and a kiss. You settled yourself on her lap clinging to her like a Koloa.

“You’re so welcome bunny. What do you want to do today?” She asks as Wanda sits next to the two of you rubbing your back.

“Just wanna stay in” You respond getting comfortable on Natasha’s lap adjusting so your legs are parted in her thigh. She takes the hint and her hands make their way to your hips. Wanda is quick to know exactly what you want she gets up and stands behind you. She runs her hands up and down your sides earning a shiver from you.

“I think today should be the day we do all the things we’ve talked about. Do you like that idea bunny?” Wanda asks kissing your neck softly. You nod your head eagerly thinking about all the things you’ve told your girlfriends you’ve wanted to try but never did.

The thing is you weren’t a virgin you’ve had sex with one guy a two girls but they were all vanilla. So after being with Wanda and Natasha for about six months you’ve finally opened you about all the things you wanted to try. At first they were a little taken aback from how dirty their innocent little girl was being. But after the initial shock wore off they were more than happy to help you become more equipped.

Your thoughts were cut off when you felt Wanda lift your shirt over your head and then remove your bra. Natasha continued grinding you down on her thigh eliciting soft whimpers from you.

“Please” You beg not wanting to be teased right now. They both shared a knowing look before Natasha placed you by the pillows and then they both sat in either side of you.

“Okay okay okay bunny we won’t tease but we will have fun” Natasha said with a slight chuckle in her voice grabbing some toys from the bedside table. And to say your eyes widened at the things she pulled out is an understatement. She had pulled out a red strap on, a long red piece of silk and a black vibrator.

Even though you were a little nervous you couldn’t help but smile at the fact that they remembered all your conversations. Your excitement was very evident to the two redheads though they didn’t mind and found it quite adorable. Natasha was the first one to make a move by grabbing the silk and vibrator and settling between your thighs.

“W-What are you going to do with those?” You question watching the woman kiss your soft skin. Her green eyes lock into yours before her hands slide up your thighs ave remove your panties. She moves in a way you can only describe as dominating and loving.

“Well this” She holds the vibrator up turning it on. “Is going to go right here.” Natasha spreads your folds and placed the vibrator right on your clit.

“O-Oh f-fuck!” You scream as the unfamiliar sensation hits your most sensitive area. The spy holds it there letting you squirm before giving Wanda a look and taking it off. Wanda then grabs the red silk then straddles your waist.

“And this” She says in a low voice playing with the silk in her hands. “Is to tie those pretty little hands up” Wanda then uses her magic to tie the your arms to the headboard with the silk. She is quick to then free herself of her clothes with a flick of her wrist staying straddling you.

And as Wanda is tying you up Natasha attaches the strap around her boxer clad waist. You’re not quite sure when the spy ridded herself of so her clothing leaving just her boxers and sports bra but damn she looked good. You stare at the older woman as her hands rub up and down your thighs. She then runs the strap up and down your wet folds collecting your slick on it and you squirm in response. Her and Wanda share another look and she nods giving the younger girl the go ahead.

“Remember how you told mommy you wanted her to sit on your face?” Wanda asked rubbing your cheek and you directed your attention to her with wide eyes. You nod eagerly at her question completely forgetting about the feeling in between your thighs. Your heart and body burning with desire as you watch her hover over your face.

“Be a good girl and make Mommy cum while daddy fucks you okay?” Before you could even respond she was spreading herself and sitting on your face. Your lips instantly circle around her clit and start sucking causing her to buck her hips.

“Fuck you’re so good bunny such a good girl” She praises gripping your hair and riding your face. Natasha takes advantage of the fact that you are distracted and thrusts into you. You try to scream but it’s muffled and reverberates onto Wanda making her grip your hair harder.

As Wanda is riding your face she gets an idea and wiggles her fingers and a flurry of red circle the strap. “Oh fuck” Natasha moans when she feels the warmth of your pussy around the faux cock.

“Fuck Wands did-did enchant it?” She asks a little fuzzy from feeling how tight you are. Wanda nods her head not being able to form words as her grip on your hair becomes tighter.

“I’m gonna cum bunny-FUCK!!!” Wanda screams coming undone all over your face and tongue. You groan happily licking her clean before she removes herself off you and lays next to you.

“P-Please l-let me touch you mommy” You beg but the words come out broken feeling Natasha’s pace get faster. The younger woman uses her magic again but this time she releases you from your restraints. You quickly grab her face and bring her into a bruising kiss moving into her mouth as your second orgasm builds. She reciprocates the kiss and plays with one of your nipples to add extra stimulation.

Natasha grunts as she feels her orgasm build up from feeling your wall clench down in the faux cock. She feels everything, every flex of your muscles, your clenching, and her favorite she feels how tight you are. Her and Wanda have never used the strap on you yet because they didn’t want to hurt you. But seeing how pretty you are when you come undone she regrets not doing this sooner.

“D-Daddy i’m-im gonna cum again ~mnph~ Please can i?” You plead feeling the coil about to snap. The pleasure you feel is so good and it quickly becomes overwhelming but in a good way. With Wanda pinching and tugging on your nipples and Natasha fucking into you it’s an overload of your senses.

“Y-Yea bunny c-cum for me i’m right behind you-Fuck” Natasha mewls her head falling back as she grips you hips to keep from falling over.

It only takes a few more thrusts and tugs off your nipples and you’re screaming as your back arches off the bed. “OH FUCK!” You squirt all over the sheets and strap earning happy moans from both women.

“O-Oh fuck bunny” The older woman keeps fucking you chasing her orgasm. She follows behind you and cums with a guttural moan. Her orgasm hits her harder than normal causing her to pull out and lay breathlessly on the other side of you.

“You did so good” Wanda praises softly littering your face in kisses as Natasha takes off the strap ave throws it on the floor.

“You really did bunny. Mommy and Daddy are so proud of our little girl” Natasha coos rubbing a thumb over your flushed cheeks. You are so overwhelmed by the two mind blowing orgasms and their love but it feels so right.

“Thank you” You whisper shyly trying to hide your face in Wanda’s chest making the two women chuckle.

“Oh no don’t try to hide now bunny. We still have things to do” Natasha husks in your ear kissing beneath it before walking off to the bathroom. You whine as she leaves but quickly realize she’s drawing the three of you a bath. Wanda gives you a quick kiss before picking you up bridal style and walking you two over to the bathroom.

She places you into the warm tub then gets in behind you and Natasha gets in the front. You smile and lean back into Wanda looking at both of your girlfriends in a hazy state relishing in their love.

“After our bath what do you say we watch some of your favorite halloween movies?” The spy asks giving you a kiss on the nose. You smile and not happily giving her kisses all over her face earning a soft giggle from her.

“Hey what about me?” The younger woman asks with a sight pout across her face. You giggle looking over your shoulder ave bringing her in for a sweet kiss earning a low hum of happiness from her.

The three of you finish the bath and then Wanda helps you get dressed in your favorite hoodie of hers and sweatpants from Natasha. And then like always Natasha braid your hair whispering words of love into your ear as she does so. Then she takes you into the living room where Wanda has set up a blanket fort, snacks, drinks and queued up your favorite movies.

The rest of the day you three stayed on the couch watching movies, laughing and having the occasional break to slip in an orgasm or two. It was the best day off either one of the redheads had ever had.

~Bonus scene~ Wanda and Natasha had just came home from a week long mission and they were exhausted to say the least. When they had gotten back to the compound they didn’t even bother debriefing before they left and went right home to you.

What they had expected to come home to was you on the couch watching tv but you weren’t there when they got in. They shared a confused look as they went to go find their bunny. And what they had found when they opened the bedroom for almost made them both faint on the spot.

You were sitting on the bed on your knees with your palms upward in nothing but a thick red lace lingerie set. Around you were some new toys you bought when they were gone it consisted of a whip, handcuffs, nipple clamps and a double ended dildo.

“Welcome home” You said with a devilish smile as the two woman approached you with wide eyes.

That was the night they realized their bunny was definitely not innocent anymore.

~The end~

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xqueen-of-disasterx · 5 months

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You’ll be a star

Paring: camgirl!fem!reader x dads!bestfriend!Nat

Summary: Natasha couldn’t help yourself when she saw her favorite girl.

Warnings: SMUT, recording, dom!Nat, sub!reader, nipple play, clit play, fingering, pet names, mommy kink, mask, kink, G!P Nat, praise kink, breeding kink, unprotected sex,

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional!

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"And you are really comfortable with this" you asked your voice was small almost like a whisper. "I want to do this bunny, I mean it." She answered her voice full of confidence. She had agreed to help you with your life stream under the condition of not showing her identity which you of course respected. She was after all I known business women. You stranded her lap pulling the black baclava covering everything except a pair of piercing green eyes up to plant a reassuring kiss to the older woman’s lips.

"I’m sure you’ll do great just be yourself and pretend no ones watching" You whispered against her lips pulling the mask down again. You turned to your camera and laptop seeing your reflection on the screen in front of you. Natasha wore a pair of faded jeans and a black wife beater making showing off her muscular build; looking at you you almost felt uncomfortable at your lack of clothing only wearing a matching set of white lingerie with small strawberries on them. "Are you ready?"

"I’m ready" she stated and you could see the excitement in her eyes after all Natasha wasn’t thought she was dreaming when out of all people you stood in the kitchen of your 2 days ago father. She had never meet you before after all you spend most of your time away at uni only coming home for the holidays or breaks. She happened to visit too in your two week visit in the summer break. She knew your face, of course she did, it was the face she jerked off to every night. You stood lend against the counter looking ever so innocent as your sweet lips curl into a smile as you spoke with your father; if he would only knew what his daughter was doing on the internet. And now she sat on your bed ready to experience everything with you.

"The safe word is read" She reminded you "I won’t listen to stop sweetheart" You nodded turning to the laptop to press the record button starting the life stream. You sat back next to Nat as you saw the first few messages flooding in.

Winter_Solidier: A guest?

User85477439: Why the long wait?

User36298696: We missed you

You read out loud. "Umm… yes I’ve thought we spice it up with our guest here" Natasha nodded smirking under her mask you still weren’t quite comfortable doing this in front of a camera which made you so appealing to her, as if there was still a sense of innocence in you.

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"Show them your pretty little tits bunny" Natasha smirked rolling er thumbs over your erected nipples. She held you to her chest, your back laying against her chest as she showed off your chest to the camera as you made pathetic noises in response. "Good girl" You moaned she had been teasing you seemingly endlessly never moving away from your breasts. Natasha glanced onto the screen reading through the messages

Denver-C donated $50: stop teasing her fuck her already

User839236973: bring the guest more often

"Mommy please" You whined out grinding against the air in desperate to find some kind of friction. "What’s the matter bunny you need to use your big girl words" You huffed throwing your head back as she twisted your already over stimulated nipples. "I- I need you" you whined your hips still buckling as Nat chuckled. "But I’m having so much fun you’re so sensitive" she taunted you "Wanna try making you cum just by your nipples" You shook your head winning in disagreement not expecting Nat to be so cruel.

"Your viewers are betraying you" she laughed "They all want to see if you can cum from your tits" You were soaked as your juices were sticking to your thighs already. Natasha changed your position laying you down on the soft cushion as she latched on your breasts biting and tugging on them. You started to clench around nothing and your moans grew louder "Mhm mommy- ’m close" She chuckled before biting down again "Does my baby want to cum? Should I let you come" she whispered agist your skin "I think you wear good girl cum for me sweet girl" You didn’t need more to release your climaxing a scream soaking your panties in your cum.

"Look at that baby, you made a mess all over the sheets" She chuckled hooking her fingers into your panties and pulling them your soft legs. "Such a messy girl" she coo’d against your soft skin. She manhandled you to sit in he lap again showing off your cunt to the camera keeping your legs spread with her her strong hands. "Don’ be shy baby girl show them what you’ve got"

"Natasha please" you pleaded, wanting nothing more then to be filled up by the older woman "What sweetheart, you need to use your words" You whined out, why had she to be so cruel. "I need you, fingers, cock I don’ care I need it now." She laughed at your desperate state "Should I let her have it?" She asked your viewers who are flooding the chat with donations or messages.

"You got lucky sweetheart your chat is feeling generous" One of Natasha’s fingers trailed down to your gapping hole plugging it. She groans feeling how tight you actually were. You felt even better than she had imagined it. She started to move inside of you the heel of her hand rubbing over you clit. She stroked over your G- spot deciding to add a second finger to prepare you for her cock.

She moved in and out pushing her fingers repeatedly into your tight heat. You threw your head back on her shoulder whimpering in her ear. "Are you close bunny" She coo’d and you nodded "Cum bunny cum for me" You climaxed over her hands your juices tripping down her hands. She brought up her fingers to your lips. "Open up bunny" Natasha pushed two finger down your throat making your eyes water.

After she let you lick our own slick off her fingers her removed her hands from her mouth letting you catch your breath. She removed her jeans leaving them to pile at her ankles to tuck her boxers to her mid thigh revealing her lengthy hard on standing proud against her stomach. You were in an awe as you watched her jerk a few timer over her length before looking at you.

"You can take that right?" You nodded still feeling a bit unsure she was bigger than anything you had taken yet. You strangled her lap Natasha gripping your hip to help you sink down on her cock. You felt a delicious stretch as Natasha bottomed you out. She let you adjust to her grit before you started to roll your hips. "Jus’ like that bunny" She moaned feeling your thighs heat against her shaft. "Good girl"

She moved her hand from your hip to her to your breast rolling her thumbs over our overstimulated nipples. You had your hands on her shoulders moving your hips up and down moaning in pure lust. You knew she was just as close as you were. She started to thrust up desperate for an release inside of you. The thought of calming you with her seed inside of your womb made her go crazy.

"Fuck" She panted "I’m gonna fucking cum inside of you, gonna fucking claim they tight littl’ pussy" With a last moan you came with her, your orgasms being triggered by the feeling of her painting your insides white. She had an iron grip on your hips to keep your hips moving to help you through your orgasm. You whimpered in overstimulation as she pulled you from her cocks showing of the mess between your legs. She sound of the donations was annoying her so she decided to hit the stop button taking care of you instead of further entertaining the creeps on the internet.

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"You’re gonna be a str Tasha they are loving you" you said in an awe as you scrolled through the comments of your lifestream. You laid in her arms as she kissed your temple. "I have to say it has a little kick" She smirked "But maybe I’ll Just keep you for myself Now"

I do not own these characters all rights go to Marvel

#natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x female reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x reader #natasha x reader #natasha x you #natasha romanoff

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nanaslutt · 6 months

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Do you think any of the jjk men could be into curvy/thicker women?

oh are u kidding? 100% absolutely. I might be projecting bcs i myself happen to be into thicker women, but allow me to allaborate… ahem…..

NSFW & SWF

MDNI

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Toji would absolutely love getting on his knees in from of you and sliding those soft knee high socks up your legs, his big hands caressing how your beautifully legs feel covered by the fabric. Using his massive palms to jiggle them around, smiling to himself as he watched them move.

Choso’s brain would self destruct seeing you in public for the first time, how your curves fill out your clothes fucking perfectly???? the way your hips move when you walk???? Your cheeks, how your skin looked soft to the touch. He had never felt like towards anything or anyone before, but something about your body in that pretty green sundress you were wearing was making him feel all kinda of flustered.

Gojo would be so obsessed with your ass. He would constantly be laying on your ass while you’re on your phone texting your friends, occasionally turning his head to bite into the fat of your ass, making sure to leave kisses on it afterwards. Groping it while you were doing dishes, slapping it while you stood in line at a coffee shop, the way it just looked so absolutely perfect in every. single. pair of pants you wore.

One of Geto’s favorite past times is to makeout with your tummy… he would be laying on your thighs, just caressing them while you relaxed together, and suddenly your shirt is pushed up under your breasts and he’s massaging the skin of your waist, kissing your tummy and hips, pulling back to stare at the stretch marks on your skin and shake his head in disbelief at how pretty they looked, dropping his head back to pepper more kisses on them. You better bet this extends to every other part of your body as well.

The first time Nanami saw you, you were in a bikini, and he had to sit down because all of the blood in his brain flooded to his toes. He had to cover his mouth and stop his jaw from dropping as he watched you descend into the water. The waves crashing against your skin, making you giggle at how cold it felt. The way time froze when you got out of the water, droplets falling down your body of which he was very jealous of, how the color of the bikini complimented your complexions so fucking well, he just had to ask you out to dinner, he needed to see how that perfect body looked in a nice dress.

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I just know Toji would love eating it from the back too. Spreading your ass and burying his face in your cunt, using his big hands to massage the fat of your ass to bring you back against his mouth. He would pull back after absolutly ravaging your pretty pussy and leave mean slaps on your ass, relishing in the way your skin recoiled at the contact.

Gojo would happily die between your thighs while you sat on his face. He would beg you 24/7 to suffocate him with your pussy. Thick thighs squeezing around his head while he tongue fucked you like his life depended on it. His hips would fuck up into the air at just how soft and supple your thighs felt in his big hands while he gripped them for support.

Don’t even get me started on Nanami. If you ever sent him photos of new lingerie you were trying on in some dressing room.. oh boy. The red background of the wallpaper, the dim lighting, the way your thighs and stomach were squeezed by the decorative straps of the fabric, how your tits were absolutely spilling out of the lacey bra????? He would get hard instantly, not being able to stop the fantasies of covering your mouth and fucking into your wet pussy right in that dressing room. Ripping the not-even-paid-for piece of clothing for the sin of obstructing his veiw of your body);&(&:$

Choso would be absolutely enamored with your love handles too i just know it. His large frame standing behind you in a mirror, gripping the fat on your waist so hard, his nails digging into the skin as he looked in the mirror at how the skin squished between his fingers. Not being able to look away from that sight combined with your tits freely slapping against your skin from his rough thrusts… He was gonna cum way too fast from just how hot you looked.

Geto would love to watch your ass ripple back against him when he gave you mean thrusts into the bed. He had you ass up, face down in the sheets, and he was fucking into you like a mad man. Spreading your ass to get a better view of your pussy that was absolutely swallowing up his thick cock, the way your wetness was creating a sticky mess on his pelvis made him feel drunk. He would yank your hair back. making you bend your body into a mean arch and moaning at how your body folded for him…..

safe to say I think the jjk men like thicc girls..

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evansbby · 9 months

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another sugar daddy Ari 🫣🥵✨✨

18+ minors dni, daddy kink, age gap, smut

Ari wasn’t a conventional sugar daddy by any means. Well, what was a conventional sugar daddy, anyways? You wouldn’t know, because this was the first time you’d ever been in an arrangement like this. You didn’t know what you expected when you signed the contract. But it’s not like you were complaining…

You weren’t complaining when he made you sit on his lap while he kissed you everywhere. Slowly, sensually, petting you like you were his little toy, while he asked you questions about your life.

“Are you enjoying college?” While he sucked on your neck.

“Tell me about your parents, how are they doing?” While he peppered kisses along your jaw.

“What extra-curriculars are you taking this semester?” As he kissed your cheek and cooed at you.

You’d tell him, being as animated as possible because he seemed to like how chatty you were. And he’d play with your hair and caress you everywhere and put his hands up your skirt or play with your bra strap. It was like you were a delectable meal that he was playing with, and he enjoyed teasing himself almost as much as he enjoyed teasing you.

“Baby, you didn’t spend any of your allowance this week.” Ari inquires one day, frowning as he enters your apartment. Well, the luxury penthouse apartment he was paying for, but he liked to call it yours and you liked having a place of your own so you never corrected him. Not that he’d appreciate you correcting him on anything anyways. Men and their egos…

You shrug, sitting up on the couch where you’d been waiting for him. He’d texted you earlier informing you that he’d cleared his schedule to meet you for lunch. And of course, you assumed lunch was code for sex, which was why you were clad in only a pretty pink lingerie set with silky ribbons and bows, along with a pair of pink high heels which Ari already couldn’t take his eyes off of.

“Sorry, daddy, I just didn’t feel like shopping.”

You cross and uncross your legs, looking up at him and biting your lip. How can you tell your sugar daddy that there’s only so many new dress, shoes or purses you can purchase in a week?

Ari huffs, “I’m gonna have to start punishing you if you don’t spend your weekly allowance, sweetheart.”

But he’s already unbuckling his belt, which makes lick your lips excitably. You’d only been in this arrangement with him for a month and a half, but he’d already got you addicted to his dick. And his mouth. His tongue. His hands…

Ari was so different from the college boys you were used to. Not only was he older, mature, experienced in how to please women, but he was also just… so rugged. And tough. Rough around the edges, so to speak. With his mane of long hair, his bristly beard and wild eyes, he was incredibly virile, handsome, and quite frankly, every girl’s wet dream.

In his 40s, he was now the big CEO hotshot of some huge company. But he’d worked for the government when he was younger, going out on international missions and doing all that dangerous, top secret stuff. But that was all he ever told you about that, and yet you could see it on his face, everything he’d been through and the things he’d seen.

He was hot-headed, impulsive and he took what he wanted when he wanted it. You weren’t complaining, because it made for some fantastic, mind-blowing sex.

Like when he’d taken you out to dinner but midway through the meal he’d decided he’d rather devour you instead, and so he’d pulled you into his lap right there and fucked you gently while he fed you pieces of steak. Luckily, the two of you were in a corner booth. Unluckily, most of the wait-staff had seen, but Ari left them a hefty tip to make sure they never mentioned it again.

Or the time he’d come to pick you up from campus, only to see you talking to one of the boys from your history class. That was the day you’d found out how jealous Ari Levinson was capable of being. He’d slung you over his lap and spanked your ass raw for the better part of the journey home. His limo driver had drawn the partition, and you’d cried until your daddy pulled you upright, kissed your face and told you it way okay.

Or, the time you’d forgot to call him daddy during sex once, which was very much against the rules. Ari wanted you to call him daddy and nothing else when inside the bedroom. Which was why he’d tied you up and aggressively licked your cunt till your legs were shaking and you were on the brink of passing out, and the only word you were able to utter was “daddy.”

Back in the present, Ari allows his pants to drop to the floor along with his boxers, and he gives you a meaningful look.

“Daddy’s had a long day and wants you to suck his dick, sweetheart.”

You sink down to your knees, trying to be sexy about it and you know he appreciates that. You love how he can’t take his eyes off your body, how the lingerie hugs your curves and pushes your breasts up. How tantalising your cleavage looks, especially with you on your knees in front of him. You know Ari loves your body, and loves buying you pretty, revealing things so he can show you off to all his friends and colleagues.

You grab hold of his big dick, throat already hurting at the thought of having that inside your mouth. You loved his dick because it was pretty and brought you so much pleasure, but it was also so insanely big, and Ari loved to make you choke on it. Which happened every time you gave him a blowjob because you still weren’t used to his size, and he preferred you taking all of it in till you couldn’t breathe. You knew he loved it when you couldn’t breathe, when his enormous dick was suffocating you…

“And then after you do that, you’re going to sit on my lap and scroll through my phone till you’ve found some nice things to spend your allowance on. Got that, gorgeous?”

You nod submissively, and Ari smirks. He’s still got his belt in his hand and he loops it around your neck, tightening it till it’s incredibly snug. And just being there, by his feet with a makeshift leash around your neck gets you wetter than it should.

“Such a good little girl,” Ari grunts, grabbing a fistful of your hair as you take his cock into your mouth. Giving Ari a blowjob is always a messy affair, and soon enough, he’s thrusting in and out of your mouth at top speed, muttering profanities while he orders you to keep your eyes on his.

He rubs his dick all over your face, smearing your cheeks and nose with his precum and your own spit. He slaps you across the face with his cock, chuckling breathlessly when you pout because he knows how wet it gets you. And he grabs your hair, pushing you down till your deep-throating him, your nose pressed against his pelvis till you can’t breathe and you begin to flail your limbs.

But his belt around your neck keeps you in place, as does his constant praises “What a good little girl,” “daddy loves how well you take my dick,” “you’re so good for me, baby. So sexy and cute when you’ve got my dick down your throat.”

He cums on your face and doesn’t let you clean it off. He tells you that you look beautiful like this, and then, true to his word, sits you down on his lap and hands you his phone. You scroll through one expensive brand website after another, all while he plays with your lingerie, petting and kissing you how he loves to, and telling you how sexy you are with his cum on your face.

“Sweetheart, if it was up to me, I’d have you in nothing except covered in diamonds, and my cum on your face.”

He immediately orders you an expensive pair of diamond earrings from Cartier (as if you haven’t already got two whole jewellery boxes full of diamonds and pearls and sapphire and what not — all from Ari of course). And then he insists that the earrings were his gift to you, and that you still need to spend your allowance.

After a lot of pouting and grumbling, and some reprimanding smacks to your bottom later, you’ve let him buy you two Chanel handbags, a dress from Versace’s newest Resort collection (not even in stores yet, but Ari had his connections), as well as five new pairs of shoes (all high heels, of course).

“Now was that so hard, baby?”

“I guess not. But I’m gonna run out of space soon, with all the things you keep buying me.”

Ari scoffs, “I have another apartment in the upper east side. You can use it as your shoe closet.”

“You’re really into the heels, aren’t you, daddy?” You tease, twirling your bare legs in the air, your heels catching the light and you feel Ari getting hard again. He grabs your ankle suddenly, pressing kisses up your calf while you gasp and squirm in his lap. His bonded digs at your ass and his hands fondle you everywhere, tugging at your lingerie before he abruptly stops himself.

“Baby, go wait for me inside the bedroom. Everything off except the shoes. And lie on the bed for me with your legs spread out.”

You raise an eyebrow, “That’s awfully specific, daddy—OW!”

He smacks your ass four times in quick succession.

“Go. Now. I’ve got the rest of the day off and daddy plans to fuck your little pussy till I’ve had my fill. Which won’t be any time soon, so take a couple of bottles of water with you too.”

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JSJDSJSKSKSK THE END IDK I AM IN SYCH A SUGAR DADDY ARI MOOD BYE.

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fumikoshi · 2 months

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Happy Women's Day, my sweet wifey~

— Your beloved hubby, Gojo Satoru

✧ — SUMMARY; Gojo celebrates his wife's, your women's day.

''Yeeeeeeeeey, today is an exceptional day. I'm so excited~ Eh!? Why is it a problem that I'm excited about International Women's Day? I don't have to be a woman for that? Of course not! You are breaking your husband's delicate heart with your sexism.''

''Anyway, your extremely handsome, strong, and lovely hubby Gojo Satoru bought a whole shop for this important day~''

''Huh? Is that too for you? Well, I bought all of the products in that shop. So, technically, that's true. But don't be mad at your hubby~, the clothes, pieces of jewelry, shoes and the other things were all so beautiful that I wasn't sure which one my wifey would like, so I couldn't help and buy the whole shop~ ''

''Don't worry~, it wasn't that expensive. After all, what kind of husband would I be if I only got flowers for such a special day when I had all this money? ''

''Sooo, how about giving your hubby a kiss in return~? Why don't you try on a set of underwear for your hubby? After all, I must make sure that the clothes you buy fit your body, right? ''

Fufu~ Don't be shy, don't be shy, you'll embarrass me too~ ''

Gojo: I'll be sure to celebrate Women's Day in the bedroom~

Note: he tore your lingerie set

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 6 months

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Kinktober day 7 | Billy Loomis x Riley!Reader x Stu Macher

Day 7: threesome

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: 18+, threesome, cheating, oral (m receiving)

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Being sisters came with double the amount of clothes, gossiping in the middle of the night over a bowl of cereal, and liking the same boys. You and Tatum had very different taste in men — she was a James Van Der Beek girl and you preferred Johnny Depp —, but there was something about Stu Macher that pulled both of your heartstrings.

‘’I saw him first, I call dibs on him,’’ Tatum argued, fighting for Stu.

‘’He’s not a cute skirt at the mall, you can’t call dibs on a person, Tatum.’’

She narrowed her eyes at you. ‘’I don’t care! He’s mine. Back off.’’

A series of arguments drove you into a game of who would win Stu Macher. The first to kiss him would win.

For weeks, you and Tatum competed for Stu, flirting with him at school and at every party. You’d offer him a drink and she would try to get him to dance with her. Stu liked having two sisters flirting and fighting for him, it was exciting. But the game came to an end when Stu kissed Tatum on a Friday night.

‘’I won,’’ she said when she came home that night, a smug smile on her face after sticking her tongue in Stu Macher’s mouth all night.

Since that night, Tatum assumed she had won, but the hand currently inside your panties playing with your clit was his.

Your hips bucked at his touch, asking for more.

Coming behind Stu, Billy laughed as he looked down at you, so needy for his friend’s fingers. ‘’Fucked you twice today and you’re still begging for more?’’

Stu looked over his shoulder. ‘’Two times?!’’

Billy hummed, looking smug. ‘’Bet she’s still full with my cum,’’ he teased, his words causing a mixture of embarrassment and excitement to wash over you.

Stu looked back at you, his hand stopping all movements. ‘’Is that right? You and pretty boy had some fun without me?’’

‘’Well, that’s your fault for being at the mall with the wrong sister,’’ Billy said, crashing on the bed.

‘’Tatum told me she was getting lingerie. I couldn’t say ‘no’ to that,’’ Stu defended, being a sucker for women in lingerie.

‘’And lingerie is better than this?’’ Billy asked, tweaking one of your nipples over your shirt and making you mewl. ‘’I don’t think so.’’

You moved your hand down over your panties — right over Stu’s hand — and bucked your hips again. ‘’Stu, please.’’

The latter cooed, but didn’t give you what you wanted. ‘’Don’t you think you’ve had enough?’’ He pinched your clit, making you moan, then withdrew his hand from your panties. ‘’Such little slut.’’

His condescending tone was turning you on, your arousal mixing with Billy’s cum inside you.

‘’Are you gonna be a good girl tonight?’’ Billy asked, rolling on his side so his face was close to yours. ‘’Since you’re already full down here.’’ He caressed over your panties, feeling the wetness seep through the thin fabric. ‘’Stu and I are gonna fill you up here,’’ Billy explained, dragging his hand up to your lips. He pressed his thumb and you opened your mouth, catching it and sucking on it. ‘’Gonna suck our cocks until we cum and swallow it all, won’t you babydoll?’’

You nodded and Billy pulled his thumb out of your mouth, now coated with your saliva, then sat up and reached for his belt to undress. On your right, Stu was doing the same, his stiff cock underneath his pants begging to feel your warm mouth around it. It’s been a few days and he was missing it — missing you.

Once both boys had their cock freed completely, you kneeled on the floor before them and debated who to taste first. Stu’s was red at the tip and shined with pre-cum. He reached down to his cock, pulling his hand up and down on himself before you.

‘’Can’t pick, uh?’’ Stu teased, continuing to jerk himself. ‘’Let me help you. I say I’m first since he got you to himself all afternoon.’’

It seemed fair enough.

You moved toward Stu and started by mouthing the tip, tongue lazily teasing him. He watched from above, choking on a breath as you took him into your mouth in one fluid motion, sinking down as deep as you could manage. You slid your tongue against the sensitive underside as you stared up at him through fluttering lashes.

‘’You like this? Taking my cock like it’s fucking candy?’’

You hummed around him, continuing your motions for a few more seconds, then pulled back and moved to Billy, doing the same. His hand immediately went to your hair, cupping the back of your head to keep you there. You tried to come up more for air, but Billy held you in place, needing your mouth a bit longer.

While your mouth was busy and full, Stu reached down to pull your shirt up and cup one of your tits, fiddling with it while he jerked himself and waited for his turn. He would never say it out loud, but fuck do you look good with his best friend’s cock in your mouth.

Eventually, Billy let you switch, a string of saliva connecting your tongue to the tip of his cock as you turned back to Stu. Their cocks were mere inches from your lips, making it easy for your mouth to go from a cock to another. You took it deep, eliciting deep moans and groans from them.

At some point, the ache between your legs had returned. You had tried to squeeze your thighs to get some friction, but it wasn’t nearly enough. You wished they would both fill you up and fuck you until you can’t feel your legs.

But tonight was not about you.

Stu was the first to shoot his load, his face contorting in ecstasy and thighs trembling as you jerked what you wouldn’t take with your hand. You made sure to not swallow anything, then moved to Billy, a mix of saliva and cum dripping from the corners of your lips. It was a sight right from an adult tape you can rent at the nearby blockbuster.

‘’Such a cum slut, aren’t you?’’ Billy said, smugly looking down at you, your tongue full of his best friend’s seed.

You let him fuck your mouth the way he liked, looking up at him through the blur of your teary eyes as his sounds of pleasure intensified. Every movement was bringing him closer to the edge. When he knew he couldn’t hold it in anymore, Billy pulled you back and you stuck out your tongue, ready to catch everything he had to give.

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smutoperator · 4 months

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Sensate Focus

Hwang Yeji x Male Reader

Tags: blindfolding, edging, escort, facial, female orgasms, (lots of) foreplay, neck play, passionate sex, sex therapy, switch, riding

Word count: 4887.

You lived a very sexually frustrated life. Every time you ended up in bed with someone, things would go south. Just a few thrusts inside any girl were enough to make you cum and have some of the shortest intercourse ever recorded. You needed professional help and started seeking help from those numerous online ads that promised a massive turnaround in your sexual life. Obviously, most of those were bogus and just scams, as you learned. But you had a last resort: a sensate focus sex therapy ad with a mysterious woman called "Ms. Hwang." At first, you thought it was another scan, as the address she gave you was the 13th floor of the building of a record label. Unless the "entertainment" in JYP Entertainment was actually a reference to adult entertainment, either way, you entered the building and were directed to an ample room with a bed, where the assistant told you to stay until Ms. Hwang's arrival.

An orange-haired woman arrived at the room right on time. She praised you for coming in earlier, indicating it was a sign you were very committed to the experience she was about to give you. You replied, thanking her. Already wearing her attire, Ms. Hwang presented herself wearing sexy black lingerie that showcased her bare, long torso and perfect legs. You were very shy and borderline insecure, staring at her intimidating figure and cat-like eyes. Yeji just walked in your direction. "Tell me about your needs," she asked. "I'm trying to last longer," you explained to her. Yeji just repeated most of your words, grabbing your tie, until you said, "I was told if I practice being touched until I'm ready to...".

"Cum?" she interrupted you. "Yes," you answered in agreement. She gave you a big smile. It was clear this wasn't her first rodeo. Yeji took your suit off, which you still had on after a long workday. "We don't need such formalities here," she said, and she touched your body from top to bottom. "Oh, that feels good," you said. She just asked the same thing you had told her, intentionally playing dumb as she moved towards your crotch area. Yeji just gave your clothed pole a few rubs, which were already enough for you to get aroused, then delicately touched your balls while saying some sexy "Yeahs" right at your face. "Just like that." As soon as you said that, Yeji increased her pace, moving her right hand up and down your clothed shaft. You were petrified at her amazing touch, spending all your efforts not to jizz in your pants already like you had done so many times at the simple touch of a woman.

"Just like that?" Yeji kept playing dumb with you as she increased the pace of her rubbing. Her favorite positive answers were the obvious ones. She really likes to be praised for her efforts. "Oh my God, I'm going to cum," you already said, distancing yourself from her face for a second and closing your eyes. Semen started flowing towards your cock's canal but stopped just as she ceased to touch you. Yeji laughed once more, loving the fact that you were already under her total control. She gave your forehead a little kiss and went back to her touching routine, mocking you every time you told her to do it "just like that." This time, she changed her motion a bit, opting for more circular moves towards your shaft.

"Wow, thanks," you said, rolling your eyes as you became her easily captured prey. She stared at you with her eyes full of lust in a way that almost petrified you. You kept nodding at her as Yeji's hands made quick rubbing moves in your pants. You were so weak, she sensed before you could even tell her that you were about to cum, pulling her hands out once more. Very few women feast on men's weakness as well as Yeji does. As soon as she sensed it, she used her right hand to push you and shove your trembling body towards the bed. She looked even more intimidating when looking at you from above. Like a wolf, she crawled up towards your body, locking her lips against yours in a very passionate kiss as her right hand touched you from top to bottom.

"Let's try it again," you said. Yeji repeated the same move multiple times, smirking at you in between the kisses. She then topped you with her slim but very muscular body, her ass sitting right on top of your hard shaft. Yeji took your tie off very quickly. "Kiss me," you begged her. She granted your wish, bending in such a way that the whole weight of her body was now placed on your cock. Every kiss she delivered turned you into a needier toy in her hands. "You taste so good," you praised her between kisses. Yeji reacted with another big smile, as if she knew it already. "Do I taste so good? Then taste me some more," she replied.

She started unbottling your shirt in a very slow manner while you placed your hands on her thighs and your clothed cock made contact with her lingerie fabric. Yeji quickly took advantage of it, rubbing her lingerie right where her pussy was. The thong she was wearing was so small that her outer pussy lips were popping out of it. She continued to kiss and grind on you as you grabbed her waist with your right hand and her ass with your left hand before playing both your hands on her hips. Yeji had enjoyed it so much she had stopped unbottoning halfway into your shirt, taking a quick turn when she stopped kising you, quickly taking your shirt off, and setting her sights on a new target to stimulate. She placed her naughty tongue on your belly, licking it from the navel to the chest multiple times, with a few kisses in between.

Yeji then placed her hands on your belly and gave your chest a few kisses, her tongue sending you crazy as she circled around your nipples. "Oh fuck," it was all you could utter, pressing her head against your chest. After a few lickings, you took your head off the bed for the first time in a while, fully taking your shirt off and kissing her. But Yeji wanted you to just follow her commands, as she quickly placed you lying back in bed and bumped her belly against yours while she started licking your neck, her favorite erogenous zone. The way she tongued it was so sensual, searching for the most veinous areas in your neck like crazy. It wasn't long until she started sucking it, giving you a few love bites while her lower body kept grinding on your hips.

Yeji pressed her body hard against yours, enjoying the pleasure of a lovely make-out. You touched her chest a little, but she quickly locked your head and took control once more, riding your body using hers. You felt so amazed at the way she could ride you even without you penetrating her. And she was very good at turning the heat up, even moaning as if you were already fucking her. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," you said, clearly showing you were still unprepared for the blitz of pleasure she had started giving you. Yeji then stopped the ride and moved towards the bottom of your body, kissing your clothed cock under your pants, getting it ready to become a throbbing monster at the moment she decided to unzip it, kissing it right at your balls while caressing the shaft.

Yeji finally started unzipping your pants as she now sat on top of your legs. Once again, she took it very slowly, spending a lot of time just taking your belt off and sweeping your mouth and chest with her tongue in between, before moving back down and unveiling your thobbing cock. Yeji touches it softly with her hands, which already makes you even weaker than before. She licks your belly with your cock to the side, with your shaft touching her soft skin and your tip tangled in her hair. She then grabs it with her right hand and kisses your thobbing tip before she starts sucking it from the side, moving from balls to tip, before staring at you as she reaches the top. However, she can take all the time in the world she wants, going back to your crotch and sucking it before she gives your cock some gentle jerkoffs.

"Let's get this off," Yeji says as she pulls your pants down. You were now fully naked, but she still hadn't taken any pieces of her sexy outfit off. Your eyes begged for her, but your cock begged more, fully erect and pointing to the sky as your erection lined up perfectly with the high rises of Seoul's skyline in the window. Yeji went back to work on your cock in her typical slow but extremely sexy pace, placing her right hand on your shaft while she started licking your balls. It was a sight to behold watching her slowly move her tongue up your shaft as her naughty, predatory eyes gave you a deathly stare. Yeji did the same move a second time, but this time surprised you at the finish, sucking your shaft frontally for the first time. She then moved to lick it sideways before going back to working it, taking it deeper on her throat every single time and using her naughty tongue to lick your tip every time she pulled out.

"Holy shit", you exclaimed as Yeji kept working on your cock. Her blowjob wasn't really sloppy, as she didn't need to spit all over your cock to make it work; just using her tongue at the right spots on your pole was enough. Your tip bulging under her cheeks while she jerked you off looked extremely sexy, and she licked it like a snake injecting poison into her prey. Her tongue was clearly the star of the show, making you lose your breath and come close to cum once more. Yeji laughed at your weakness, holding your shaft softly and restarting the motion back in your balls. You were making progress, but she clearly knew you needed more before going all-in. "That's too good," you said as she licked the whole extension of your balls and shaft.

Placing your hands at the bottom of your pole, Yeji stared at you, then moved back down and engulfed your testicles. "Oh, I love it, every... second... of... it," you said in a very paused manner as she went back to lick the whole extension of your crotch while keeping her left hand jerking you off and then switching to licking your tip once more as she rubbed your crotch. "How does that feel?" she asked, her first words in a long while. "It feels amazing," you replied. As Yeji took her hands off your cock, you no longer had control of it, as your erection started bobbing involuntarly and getting harder and harder with each move of hers. Yeji was now sucking you off without the need to use her hands, as she placed them scratching your crotch with her nails while sucking the life out of you and then making some circular motions.

"You think you can handle a little extra?" she finally asked. "Yes," you answered, lying to her. "Let's try," you continued. Yeji increased the pace of her blowjob, thursting your cock deeper into her throat in a fast-paced motion, your thick girth filling her mouth to the fullest while your length hit her throat perfectly. "That's so good," she said as she licked your throbbing shaft, noticing it had gotten bulkier since she had started. Yeji placed her hands on your balls, caressing them intensely, not needing to use those hands to dive deep into your long shaft, before moving upwards and doing just tip-sucking while jerking you off, her large hands gripping your cock amazingly. Another big smile came out of her mouth as she noticed how much you were enjoying it. Now using both hands, Yeji slowed the pace of her stroking, keeping your tip in her mouth while using her nails to run up and down your cock.

Yeji went back to tasting your cock sideways, sucking it like a lollipop while her nails rubbed the bottom of your shaft. "Are you ready for more?" she asked again. "I think so," and unlike last time, you weren't lying to her. She kissed you while keeping her right hand jerking your cock off. She slowly took her thong off, giving you a little smile as she finished unhooking the bottom of her lingerie. Yeji kissed you and put her right hand under your body to grab your cock as it tiled forward and touched its tip against her slit's entrance. But she wasn't gonna let you control it, as she quickly grabbed your shaft and started rubbing it against her vagina and asshole.

It didn't take long for Yeji to line up her entrance with your shaft; she had such great knowledge of her body that she could do it with her eyes closed. Even though she inserted just your tip inside it, the pressure her tight walls exerted on it was so intense that you had to push your shaft down a bit to resist. Your desperate moans contrasted with Yeji's soft laugh; as for her, this was very trivial. She pushed her body down, going slowly, as not even a third of your length was inside her. A few muted moans come out of her mouth as she moves up and down a bit, still working just the top third of your cock. "Oh my God," is all you can say as you look at Yeji on top of you, giving you a devilish stare. You don't want this to end like every other sex session you had, ejaculating as soon as you are inside a girl's pussy. But her tight walls are very tempting, and the way her insides rub your cock is insanely pleasuring.

Yeji gives a louder moan and rides you in very slow motion, holding your neck with her right hand as she kisses you. She still has only inserted half of your length, but her powerful overstimulation has you walking on thin ice. A sexier moan, and Yeji moves up, placing her chest right against your mouth. Bras may not be her favorite thing to wear, but she was glad they were there to prevent you from having a free shot at her nipples. Her moans alternate between sexy screams and out-of-breath softness. Yeji thrives on positive feedback, smiling at you when you tell her it feels good and rewarding you with the first full-length thrust, leading to her sexiest moan of the night. You grab her ass as she sticks your cock deep in her pussy for many seconds. She looks extremely relaxed, as her expanding muscles lead to her asshole nicely gaping while you stretch her cunt out.

"Ahhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhh", Yeji's moans are a turn-on by themselves, with a very nasal sound as she likes to do them with her mouth closed, performing them every time she reaches the base of your cock. She slowly increases the pace but still fucks your cock in a very passionate manner. The self-control she has over her body is sensational, as she doesn't waste any thrust. Every motion has a purpose. At first, you try to grab her ass, but the more you see the way she works, the more you just passively let her take full control of you, enjoying every bounce she gives on your cock. She then places her hands on your chest and finally moves towards a faster motion that makes her hair wave beautifully.

"Shit," Yeji curses for the first time as she hugs your head and presses it on her still-clothed chest. You try to kiss her, but she quickly pulls out, meaning your kiss lands on her neck. She still enjoys it and retributes the favor. When she curses, it's a good sign; it means you found out her sweet spot. She quickly takes advantage of it, moaning hard as she bounces on you while looking you straight in the eye. Her kisses and moans also send you over the moon. "Yes, yes, yes," you say at every bounce from her. Yeji moves towards a standing position, allowing her to kiss you more intensely while keeping your cock wrapped inside her walls, giving her maximum pleasure. "Holy fuck," you say it as soon as she resumes bouncing on your shaft, leading to more moans in her side.

You hit Yeji right at her G-spot as she bounces on you, but this time she doesn't have the strength to go back up. For the first time, she moans with her mouth fully open as her walls clench around your cock. Yeji starts orgasming, which makes you believe it's going to be the end for you as you close your eyes and start telling your brain, "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum." As soon as she regains a little strength, Yeji rides her orgasm to perfection, hitting your cock at the right angle every single time. "OH FUCK!" she screams for the first time, but you just lie down and let her enjoy the bouncing. Even at her weakest, she still dominates you; pleasing her is more important than pleasing you.

Yeji prepares herself for more but makes sure she continues to enjoy the ride, giving you shallow thrusts with just the tip in while grabbing your cock down low. What was surprising was how this little "pause" was enough to almost make you explode once more, as her pussy overstimulating your tip and her nails gripping your thobbing shaft ended up being a lethal combination. "Oh, I love it; oh, you're perfect," you tell her. If you are enjoying it so much, she deduces she can go back to engulfing your cock full length, and she was right, riding you with her body fully pressed against yours. You even try to thurst upwards and clash with her cheeks, but she's just too good not to enjoy the full ride. "Just like that," you say her favorite phrase as soon as she rides you at full speed.

"Oh my God, Oh my God, wait a minute," you say as Yeji's bounces nearly make you orgasm for real. Another close call as you keep playing with fire. Yeji cackles at your weakness: "Not yet; if you cum, I'm gone forever," she says. "Be a good boy," she whispers in your ear, with you still out of breath and trying to recover. "Not yet," she repeats. "Let me taste this cock," she says, picking the precum up from your tip. "Hmm, salty," she says, taking it back in her mouth and slapping it on her tongue, even spitting on it for the first time. Yeji goes back to the classic cock sucking and jerking off, but this time going fast from the start. Your thobbing member is finally a challenge to her, who tries to take it deeper in her throat but now struggles with the much larger length and girth compared to the start of the session. But it's when she's challenged that Yeji thrives the most. She goes faster, deeper, and stronger, overtaking the length of your cock and taking it balls deep in her mouth, leading to another close call. If last time you were the one who almost led to your demise, this time it was her.

Yeji picks up the tie she took off of you a long time ago, ready for a new round. She blindfolds you with it and gives kisses to your neck. She attacks your neck and chest for a bit before inserting your cock back inside her. "Oh, you feel amazing," you whisper to her ear as her pussy slowly sits on your cock. She slowly takes it deep while wrapping herself around your body, giving you a blindfold ride. When she pulls out after a long sit-down on your cock, you test yourself and search for her entrance, this time doing yourself the teasing as you rub your shaft close to her pussy before putting it back in. Yeji elicits a sexy moan when you put it back inside, as she enjoys your teasing and rewards you with a romantic sitting on your shaft.

You reach for her breasts, which she had successfully kept away from you. As you manage to pull her bra down, Yeji just decides to reward you by unhooking it fully. Her tits are not the biggest, but they have a nice jiggle to them, and her nipples have an amazing texture. You grope Yeji's boobs hard, leading her to stop riding and let you contemplate them with your hands. "I think you can handle a little more," she concludes, taking off the blindfold and pressing her now fully naked body against yours. You answer affirmatively to her, as Yeji lets you watch her ride you while kissing you passionately. This time, you fully grab her hips and let her moan in her mouth, pushing her to go faster.

Yeji pushes you up from the bed and lets you carry her for the first time. You lift her slender body. You two invert positions as you give her a passionate missionary, kissing her at every pump you give into her pussy. "Oh my God," she moans as you keep fucking her and now move to kisses on her neck, allowing her to scream louder at each thurst. Yeji puts her legs over her head, taking advantage of her flexible body and letting you take her on a mating press. "Oh shit", Yeji says her orgasmic curse once more as you keep stimulating her erogenous zones. Mouth, neck, and boobs are all overwhelmed by the kisses you land on her every time you hit her pussy deep and your thobbing member bulges under her toned belly. You lick her body from tits to nose, then pick up the pace. More "shits" come out of her mouth as she cums for a second time.

She pushes her right foot against your mouth for you to kiss while you keep thursting into her, then moves it down as her high heels rub your chest. You finger her pussy as she starts squirting and her body twists, her moans get louder, and her ribs press against her skin as Yeji enjoys another orgasm, kissing you in reward for it. "Make me cum again," her insatiable self whispers as you increase the pace of thursting, placing your left hand on her left boob, to which she answers by putting her own hand over yours. The once dominant and fearless Yeji now lets you have full control over her body. You then switch to her right tits as she now puts her hands to rest on her head and stares at the ceiling, screaming harder at each pounding you give her. But even at her weakest, Yeji still manages to press her body against yours and give you a little sideways ride.

"Can you handle it, baby?" she asks. This time, you let your moves speak for themselves as you increase the pace of fucking her pussy and pinch her left nipple. "AHHHHHHHHH. FUCKKKKK!" Yeji screamed as you took full control of her, mating her like there was no tomorrow, muffling her now-out-of-control moans with more kisses, but rethinking it after a while and just letting her scream freely. You lifted her leg up and switched to a leg glider sex position, hitting Yeji hard and deep. "DON'T STOP," she ordered, as you enjoyed her little tits jiggling as her body moved with your thursts. "YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME FUCKING CUM," she continued. "OH I'M CUMMING", Yeji announced. Unlike the first two times, this was a very loud orgasm, one that made her twist like a pretzel. The muscles of her abs contracted hard, and she closed her eyes with her head pressed against the bedsheets. Even after a while, her abdominal contractions continued as if she were a pregnant woman about to give birth, but you gave her no rest, never pulling out of her.

"Do anything; do whatever you want to me," Yeji whispered as she still recovered, while you dove towards eating her wet and thobbing cunt. Her lips were utterly swollen by her recent orgasm, and she was at her most sensitive moment, so you took advantage of it. Her slim and shaved slit didn't tell much from the outside, but once you dove inside, you got shocked at how big her clit was. No wonder she was always moaning. Her walls were for sure the best you had found on any pussy you had ever eaten out. You put your tongue on Yeji's throbbing clit, making her involuntarily close her legs against your head. The top of the hood was your favorite part to kiss, lick, and suck. But you didn't want her to cum yet again and moved back towards romantic flirting, staring at her like a boy falling in love.

Yeji trusted you and lied her belly against the bed, leaving her back for you to caress. You kiss it from the bottom to the top before inserting your cock back in. She just let herself enjoy the ride, closing her eyes as you whispered dirty words in her ear and fucked her slowly in a prone-bone position, her eyes tearing up in joy. When you increased your pace, her moans were like those of a baby crying, before she muffled them against the pillows she placed on her own head. "Oh right there, yes right there, FUCK!" Yeji screamed between the pillows. You eat both her holes with Yeji on her knees. "I'm fucking shitty," she cried, just as you were tonguing exactly at her shitter. You thursted back inside her, this time in doggy, running your hands on her back while you pounded her at the hardest you had all day. After three orgasms, she was so sensitive that it didn't take long for her to start biting the bedsheets as you destroyed the shit out of her pussy.

But just like at the beginning, Yeji still had a smile on her face. It had been a long time since she had last enjoyed such a night of pure, passionate sex. "Yes, I love it," she said in between more poundings, moans, and crying. Now she was the one giving the positive feedback instead of you. "Shit, that's so good," she said, now saying the words you once said. You pushed Yeji closer to your body, fondling her tits and preparing yourself for one final pounding. Her cheeks clapped hard at each thrust. You firmly grabbed her waist and watched her boobs jiggle and bounce as hard as they could. "Fuck me like shit," Yeji ordered. You obeyed, but not before sniffing her body to feel her sweaty smell following almost an hour of sex. Her orange hair somehow managed to smell just as good as in the beginning and not look messy at all despite all the pounding. You moved yourself out of the bed, standing up as you took Yeji to the edge of the mattress, with her on her knees and barely holding on. "YES, YES, YES, YES," she screamed between each pounding, her pussy getting destroyed as you firmly gripped her waist, her hair looking beautiful when pressed against the bed.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," you tell her after you continue to plow her pussy. Yeji is this close to allowing you to fill her up to the brim before second thoughts come to her head, and she remembers that if she were to do it, she would 100% get pregnant, and she was not ready for it. "Wait, wait, wait," she reacts, pulling out and looking to regain her confidence. "I wanna taste it," she says, finding a solution. Yeji gets herself on her knees this time, pointed towards you. Just a little jerkoff is enough to make you blast all over her face in such a quick and hard burst that it hits her eyes and finally messes with her still-perfect hair. Enough cum hits her mouth after you give her 10 blasts of sperm into her face. She scoops a bit from her nose and swallows it, but leaves most of her face covered with your semen before she sucks and kisses your cock for one final time. "You were a good boy," she compliments you before charging you for the hour you spent together. If you hit her pussy, she was going to hit your wallet back.

"The best things in life aren't for free," she says as she kisses you for one last time and goes clean herself up in the bathroom, leaving you alone in the room. You dress yourself back up, leaving the JYP building very satisfied; the worries about your once frustrating sex life are now gone, all thanks to Ms. Hwang.

#yeji smut #itzy smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #kpop smut

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the-goddess-of-mischief-writing · 7 months

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Random Captain John Price headcanons

sfw and nsfw

pairing: Cpt. John Price x reader (cod mw)

tags/tw: domestic stuff, afab!reader, masturbation, spanking, hickeys, Price is an ass-man

a/n: inspired by a conversation I had with @melancholyy-hill and just some random thoughts, might do a second part to this, tell me if you want any other characters

John Price MASTERLIST

sfw

-Price has two phones, one for work and a private one, he doesn't like using the same one when he's deployed in countries where there's definitely a chance of it getting hijacked

-he's so tidy, like having a surroundings to calm his mind, make it easier to concentrate for him

-he's also pretty strict with his own cleanliness

-don't get me wrong, Price doesn't mind getting dirty on the field and in bed, would be weird if he did lol, but once at home or base, he takes care of himself

-we talking beard oil, grooming, trimming his nails if they got jagged during deployment and picking out the dirt from beneath them

-not that he dislikes showing you off in public, on the opposite he loves having you by his side, showing others you're his, but he gets uneasy with PDA

-that's why he's such an old-fashioned gentleman with showing you affection around people, those small gestures that make women swoon and telling you that you're found 'a good one, god you're so lucky'

-hand on the small of your back in a crowd is a must, palm resting on your knee when sitting down, you walk on the side furthest from the road, standing/walking behind you on the escalator or stars if you're wearing a skirt, kisses to your hand, temple, forehead or crown

-he always does the bed in the mornings despite you being the one who wakes up last

nsfw below the cut

-he's such a fucking ass man, like he appreciates boobs, thinks your nipples look good poking through a shirt or deliciously teasing in lingerie, but he prefers your ass

-like this man's hand is drawn to the plush flesh of your rear like magnets, just like his eyes

-back turned? eyes down, staring at ass.

-don't get him started at how he folds when watching it jiggle in doggy style or reversed cowgirl

-lowkey struggles not to blatantly stare or grab at you when you're in public and the pants/leggings you're trying on make it look too fucking good for his health

-sometimes you can just be relaxing, laying on your stomach and he comes up from behind, kneading your ass, swatting it to watch it jiggle

-other times, he pulls you on top of him, resting a book against your ass as he reads, one of his hands always groping you, you simply prop a pillow on his legs to get comfortable as you'd gotten used to this request of his

- you've stopped counting the times he'd put down his book and started parting your asscheeks as he massages your rear, in the end Price can't help how his thumb rubs the folds of your covered pussy

-if he gets to know you don't mind spanking, it's over, the man swats your ass constantly around the house,

-he thinks your gasps are adorable as you shoot him a look he ignores bc he knows you like it

-does not whine, not a particularly big moaner either, but the grunts and groans is enough to make up for it

-high-sex drive when he's around you, but during deployment he keeps it under wraps, which leads me to...

-not that big of a masturabator, but once in a while he needs to rid himself of the crawling desire in his spine, simply having to jerk one out to be able to concentrate, probs because he thought about you for too long

-BUT he actually really loves mutual masturbation, started when he walked in on you once when returning unexpectedly early from a mission

-'don't mind me, love, continue' he would husk at your wide eyes following him as walked from the bedroom doorframe to the little seating area you had in front of the bed, sometimes used when you did your makeup or Price would read, sitting down and to your surprise pulling down his pant, jerking his already half-hard cock to full length, waiting expectantly

-he puts on a show as well, using two hands, one to stroke himself in matching speed to how you finger yourself, the other cupping and fondling his balls

-would definitely not shy from throwing his head backwards when reaching his sensitive cocked with palms too rough in comparison to your soft ones

- Price is so fucking sly about where he leaves hickeys

-as previously mentioned, he doesn't really like the public attention it pulls, but a primal part of him swells when seeing the marks he's left during your intimate moments, so he definitely likes to give you little lovebites

-so you can bet your ass you could leave the house in a crop-top and they wouldn't be visible, strategically placed where no one but him and you could see them, meaning the line of your panties, on or around your breast, inner thighs, etc

-the beach might be a problem however, you would never forget the time Soap had cackled like a fucking madman when he'd spotted the marks' inconspicuous placement, leaving absolutely no room to guess what Price had done between your legs

#john price #captain john price #john price call of duty #john price x reader #john price x you #john price cod #john price x fem!reader #john price x female reader #task force 141 #price cod #cod modern warfare #soap cod #cod mw2 #john price smut #john price headcanons #cod headcanons #cod fanfic #cod mw3 #cod mwii

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popamolly · 1 month

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Hi! I saw your request are open ^^

I have an idea. Can you please do an Adam and Vox (separate) with their S/O on their wedding night? She’s nervous because she’s a virgin and never done the deed before. Can you make it a soft and gentle smut please? If not then no worries ^^

I hope you have a beautiful day :D

៸៸ ﹟ ‘I’LL BE GENTLE!’ ADAM, VOX X FEM!READER

pairing. vox x fem!reader, adam x fem!reader

warning. implied au, characters may be a bit ooc, smut, gentle sex, p in v, oral sex, fluff, adam exists, established relationship, porn with plot, i lowkey got a bit lazy with vox, somewhat edited

author’s note. this was such a cute idea! thank you for the request @starlightfire97 , hope you enjoy this!

⛧ MASTERLIST

— ADAM ୨୧˚

The wedding bells seemed to echo the rhythm of your racing heart as you descended the church steps, Adam’s hand firmly clasping yours. The joyous applause of family members surrounded you, but it was Adam’s smile, filled with love and promise, that made your heart swell with happiness.

You and Adam had journeyed through a year of dating filled with understanding, patience, and shared dreams. When he finally asked for your hand in marriage, there was no hesitation in your response. To you, Adam was not just a partner but the embodiment of true love and the fulfillment of your dreams.

Despite the fiery passion that simmered between you both constantly, you were a devoted Christian, reserving the intimacy of sex for the sanctity of marriage. Adam’s respect for your values only deepened your admiration for him, reinforcing the certainty that you were meant to be together.

But now you were married. Of course tonight you were prepared and more than ready to give yourself to Adam as you two were not a pair anymore, you were one, souls intertwined until death parted you. You were excited to explore this new found journey of pleasure within yourself and to share it with Adam but like every other virgin during their first time, you were nervous but tried not to show it. You tried to relax against the plush satin pillows as Adam kissed your inner thigh tenderly, looking up at you with so much adoration that your heart skipped a beat.

“Look at this, you wore this pretty set for me?” Adam smiled as he continued to kiss your inner thigh, chuckling slightly as he watched you try to close your legs from the nerves but his grip stopped you, “Relax for me sweetheart.”

“Sorry..I just,” You felt your whole body heat up in embarrassment. This was supposed to be a perfect moment and here you were getting all shy about the white lingerie you wore for him. You started to get in your head about all the women he might have slept with before you, they had more experience, and just downright knew how to be sexier. Your mind swirled with emotions and ultimately made the conclusion about how this must be a burden for Adam— the fact that he has to give his wife experience basically started from the beginning must be boring to him right? Or annoying? Why were you even thinking about this right now? God, now you wanted to just curl up into a ball and cry. “I’m sorry,” You covered your face with your hands, doing what you felt was natural and that was apologizing profusely, “I—”

“Hey, hey,” Adam’s voice was soft yet firm as he moved his body up toward you until he was only inches away from your face, “It’s okay, we don’t have to do anything tonight baby. Whenever you’re ready, we can wait for as long as you want.”

You shook your head and met his gentle gaze with your own, “but I want to, tonight. Now.”

“Then do you trust me?”

“Of course I do,” You said instantly.

“Then let me make you feel good,” Adam trailed burning kisses along the side of your neck, making you turn your head to the side to allow him more access to the sensitive skin as you let out a breathless sigh, “Whenever you want to stop then just tell me, I’ll stop. Okay?”

You nodded, biting your lip to watch Adam move down your body again and settle between your legs, loosening his tie with a smile as he kissed your inner thigh again but this time he hooked a finger around your white lace panties, pulling it aside to expose your pussy that was already wet from just his kisses alone. Adam wasted no time before sliding the flat of his tongue along your slick folds, his eyes never leaving your face as he watches your body shiver from the new feeling. With no objection from you, he continued, groaning at the taste of your pussy on his tongue. It was everything he imagined and more, to him you were so beautiful and he was the first and only man to see you in such a state. It made his cock undeniably hard at the mere thought.

Adam began to slurp and suck on your folds, tongue moving up slightly to toy with your sensitive clit. Your moans filled the hotel room, hands gripping the bedsheets so tight that your knuckles turned white. With your head tossed back against the pillows Adam’s continued lapping up your pretty cunt with eagerness, as if he was a man starved. You shuddered against his hold, his name falling from your lips like a prayer as you felt that tingly feeling the pit of your stomach begin to build, “Ah! A-Adam! I’m…”

“Are you close baby?” Adam had teased your tight hole with a finger before sliding it in with ease, between your slick arousal and relaxed body you hardly noticed it until he began moving it inside you, curling and twisting the digit to find that sweet spot within you that had you back arching off the bed, “You going to cum for me? Fuckin’ do it, sweetheart. Make a mess of my face yeah? I fucking need it.”

Adam added another finger, stretching you out with his fingers with a groan as he continued to lap up your pussy greedily, sucking on your puffy clit only to watch as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. His grip had you pinned to the mattress, forcing you to take every ounce of pleasure he was giving you and to chase that sweet release you so desperately needed, “C’mon baby, give it to me.”

This new side of Adam was someone you could get use to. His dirty talk had you in shambles, the driving force you need to come undone around his fingers and mouth. Your whole body shook with pleasure as you screamed out Adam’s name, hands gripping his brown hair so tight that you sure you were hurting him at that point but your husband didn’t mind, in fact, he barely even noticed it as he smiled up at you, placing a gentle kiss along your clit as he face glistened with your essence.

It wasn’t long before the both of you tossed the remainder of each other’s clothes to the floor, locking your lips in a heated kiss. Adam rubbed his cock against your pussy, his hardened length teasing your sensitive clit. He sat up, taking ahold of his cock to glide his swollen tip along your folds with a smile as you shook your head at him in slight awe and nervousness, “How is that going to fit?”

“It will,” Adam laughed, his tip prodding at your entrance, “Do you trust me?”

“I do,” You mumbled, eyes never leaving his cock as he began to slowly slip inside you.

“Louder.”

“I do Adam, I trust you! Now just put it in…please.” You were breathless, cheeks puffed out slightly as you tried to brace yourself for the pain but Adam stilled his hips yet again to look at you,

“Relax, (Y/N). Relax for me.” The pad of his thumb rubbing small circles along your inner thigh before he hooked his hands under your knees, pressing them to your shoulders so you were completely exposed to him and at his mercy. He pushed his thick curved cock into you slowly and you swore you felt something rip inside you but you took Adam’s advice and relaxed despite the stinging pain you felt. Soon enough, as Adam’s bottom out inside you balls deep, the pain was overpowered by immense pleasure.

“Adam..” You moaned, nails digging into his back at the new feeling. You felt so impossibly full that you were sure you could feel him in his stomach, “fuck.”

“I’ll go slow,” Adam groaned out, tossing his head back at the feeling of your velvety walls clenching around his cock, “How does that feel sweetheart?”

“So good..” You watched as Adam began moving his hips back and forth, thrusting inside of you slow and deep so you’d feel every inch of him. Your pussy just seemed to be sucking him right in and just like that you knew you’ve become addicted to this new height of pleasure. It was going to be a long night.

— VOX ୨୧˚

Your wedding day was filled with nothing but love and laughter. It was truly a fairytale ripped out of a book and you wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of your days with your new partner in this life and the next. Now you were completely at the mercy of your new husband, prepared to give him your entire being now that your souls were intertwined as one. But of course you were nothing but a ball of nerves. You just wanted this night to be perfect like the scenes in movies but of course, not everything could go exactly as planned.

Everything between the wedding venue to the hotel was a blur. The both of you hardly made it through the door of your shared room, ripping at each other's clothes with a heated passion that had you burning with desire. Vox had you aching for his touch, your pussy become wet with your arousal as you tried to relax and swallow your nerves.

“(Y/N),” Vox was breathless as he watched you get onto your knees in front of him, his blouse open and black tie loosening, with his face stained with the color of lipstick, “You don’t have to—”

“I want to,” you ran the palm of your hand along his hardening cock, feeling it twitch underneath your touch. You looked up at those yellow eyes for approval and when he nodded, you took that as your opportunity to unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down. His cock sprung free, its tip hit your jaw lightly, making you groan as you feel yourself becoming more aroused.

He was above average, with a thickness that would surely stretch you out.

"Let me guide you," Vox tried his best to keep his composure as he ran his fingers through your hair, gripping it gently to bring your head closer to his throbbing cock. "Open your mouth, darling.”

You hesitantly wrapped your hand around his girth, before pumping him slowly while taking his tip into your mouth. You sucked gingerly, having absolutely no clue to what you were doing tried to do whatever felt natural— but by the way Vox’s grip tightened on your hair, you were doing something right. A bit confident now, you took more of his length into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you sucked. Your husband groaned lowly above you, making you rub your thighs to get some sort of friction between your own legs because just the sight of Vox and the sound of his voice made you dripping wet for him. Who knew that pleasing your husband would be something you would like? It has only been a few moments and in that short span of time you were addicted to his cock.

“Now take it out your mouth, sweetheart,” Vox instructed you, his gaze never leaving your face, “And then just slide that pretty tongue along the side of it— fuck, that’s good.”

You followed his instructions, taking his cock out of your mouth and leaning forward to slide your warm tongue along the underside of his cock, making your husband above you shiver from the pleasure. You were starting to get the hang of it now and Vox only affirmed your thoughts at the feeling of his fingertips gripping your hair so tightly.

“Fuck, just like that— you’re so so good, love,” Vox tossing his head back just as he thrusts his hips forward without warning, his tip hitting the back of your throat, making you choke. He continued to hold your head in place as he roughly thrusted in and out of your warm, delicious mouth. Vox loved this sight of you, your innocent eyes looked up at him with a mouth full of his cock. You looked disgraceful, sinful, and it was all because of him.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry I got a bit carried way,” When Vox pulled away to let you take air, a string of saliva mixed with pre cum dripped down your chin, smearing more of your lipstick. Your black mascara now running from the few tears that slipped out of the corner of your eye when you were choking. Being a concerned husband, he cupped your face in his hands waiting on your consent to continue. You could only nod in response, your throat slightly sore as you leaned into his touch with a small smile, “You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”

"My sweet wife," Vox tugged your hair back, forcing you to look at him as he planted a soft kiss on your lips, “Get on the bed for me.”

You did as you were told. Laying flat on your back as you watched Vox take off the rest of his clothes, his swollen tip still leaking with precum. He joined you on the bed, hovering over you to lean down to attach his lips to yours yet again, this time the kiss was more needy, almost sloppy, but it made the butterflies swarm in you all the same. Your breathy sighs fill the room and the two of you discard the remainder of your clothes. Vox’s eyes looked over your bare figure, a his gaze lingered a bit too long and the insecurities you felt began creeping up again, threatening to spill over. It made you cover yourself in a poor attempt to hide away from his gaze.

"(Y/N), hey…" Vox grabs ahold of your hand to place a gently kiss on it, “You want me to stop?” He got comfortable in between your legs, placing a lingering kiss onto your inner thigh, his mouth dangerously close to where you wanted him. You stared down at him through half lidded eyes, biting down on your bottom lip when you see the love and adoration in his eyes, as if you were a rare treasure he needed to cherish, "Can I..?" He asks you, fully understanding if you didn't want to continue but Vox wasn't met with rejection. Instead you bucked your hips up slightly with a nod, silently begging him to take you.

“Yes..” You were breathless, mouth agape as he dragged his warm tongue along your slick folds, “Ah~!”

“There you go baby,” Vox groaned against your wet pussy, “Let me fuck you with my tongue yeah?”

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amathslutsguidetofandom · 11 days

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Imagine modeling some lingerie you just bought and this is Bucky’s reaction to it🤭❤️‍🔥

Beautiful As Always

PAIRINGS: James "Bucky" Barnes x Girlfriend!Plus-Size!Reader

WARNINGS: Smut, fingering, slight exhibitionism, insecurities (reader is sad about having thick thighs and a pudge), Praise. (If I have missed anything, please feel free to let me know 😊)

WORD COUNT: 1,081

*not proof-read*

ENJOY!

"I'm don’t know, Bucky," you murmur, gently twisting and turning within the confines of the dressing room, where only a thin curtain separates you from your beloved.

"Don’t know ‘bout what, doll?” Bucky's voice drifts from the other side, a comforting presence in the midst of your uncertainty. Your fingers graze over the delicate lace of the high-waisted undergarment, and pinch at the soft pudge of your belly.

"It's just... I don’t know," you confess softly, a weight settling in the pit of your stomach. As though summoned by your doubt, a cascade of insecurities begins to flood your mind, each one more relentless than the last.

Do you really look like that? God, are you really that chubby? Has Bucky seen all of this? How can he really love you when you look like this?

A stifled sob escapes you as tears blur your vision, and you clumsily brush them away. At the sound of your distress, Bucky draws back the curtain and steps inside.

"Doll?" His voice is tender as he closes the curtain behind him, his hands finding solace on your trembling shoulders as he gently turns you to face him.

The colour on Bucky’s cheek grows red at the sight of the supple weight of your breasts sitting against the lace of the bra. The allure of your exposed thighs proves to be a distraction, making it difficult for him to focus on the matter at hand.

You observe the way his gaze traverses your body, a glimmer of admiration shining in his eyes.

Yet, your mind interprets it as disdain.

"I look awful, don’t I?” you whisper, casting your eyes downward and biting your lip in apprehension. The monsters within your mind seize control, enveloping you in a suffocating embrace.

Bucky is taken aback, crouching down to meet your gaze. "What did you say?" he murmurs, tenderly cupping your face in his hands.

You push his hands away and turn back to face yourself in the mirror. “I look bad, Bucky,” you shake your head and fold your arms around yourself trying to make a shield, covering your form from your man’s gaze.

Bucky shakes his head and steps in front of you, “Why would you say that, doll?” Surprise and concern seep into his tone. You just shake your head and shrug, “I don’t know.”

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“Repeat it. C’mon, doll, tell me. Tell me who’s pretty.”

Bucky’s unwavering thrusts make you spiral further into your realm of pleasure. His fingers rub furiously at that spot inside of you, making you grip onto his forearm as he keeps you locked in a headlock.

“Didn’t hear you say anything, doll. Want me to stop, huh?” His fingers halt, and you whine at the general loss of your euphoria. “Bucky, baby, please,” you whisper, squeezing your eyes awaiting him to continue.

Bucky clicks his tongue, “I didn’t hear what I wanted to hear, doll.”

You try to use the last remaining of your energy to comb through your mind as you try to find what Bucky wanted you to say, and you finally retrieve it.

But you don’t want to say it.

Because you can state a fact if it isn’t true.

“Bucky, I can’t,” you slouch against him, your back fully pressed against his. He makes eyes meet yours through the mirror and you shy away from his gaze.

“Doll, how many times do I have to say that you are one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever seen? You have made me feel ways I never thought I was capable of feeling. You made me feel loved,” he says softly, like the whole world has to stop in order for him to say those words.

“Who tells me that my scars look like stars when I start hating them?” he asks.

“I do,” you whisper back, and he kisses your temple.

“You do, sweetheart,” he says against your forehead.

"Doll, I don't give a damn about a little extra cushion. You're soft and smooth, and that's what I love about you. Your cuddles feel like home, and it blows my mind that you'd ever doubt how amazing you are. To me, you're everything. Your curves? They're just more of you to adore."

Speechless, you really don’t know what to say.

You knew that Bucky loved you, but at times when the demons had the upper hand, you doubted that love he had for you.

Now with him, in this dressing room, you slowly feel yourself get the upper hand from those demons. You slowly start to feel like you actually do deserve the love this man absolutely showers you in.

“I’m beautiful,” you whisper, but slightly cringe. Bucky sees this and nods slowly, understanding your hesitation. “It’s okay, doll. Say it, say it. You are beautiful,” he slowly starts to move his fingers again, and you inhale deeply at the sensation.

“I’m beautiful,” you say breathlessly, holding onto his forearm for dear life as he starts rubbing your button harder. “Fuck, Bucky. Yes!” You dig your teeth into his forearm, preventing your screams from being heard by the world outside of the dressing room.

“Say you're worth it, doll. Tell me that you deserve this,” Bucky harshly whispers into your ear. You see him through the reflection of the mirror and whimper when his other hand brushes against your clothed nipple and pinches it hard.

He smirks and whispers again, “be a good girl and tell me, doll.”

You moan, “I’m worth it, Buck. I’m worth it.” Bucky smirks and nods, “Good girl, so proud of you.”

You grind against his hand and babble nonsense against his arm. You feel the wave of pleasure reach the edge, and your legs start to quake.

Bucky chuckles as you finish with a squeal that’s barely muffled by his arm.

“There’s my pretty girl,” he says and turns you to face him.

You try to cower away, but Bucky already has his fingers on your chin and is gently forcing you to look up at him. You moan as he lewdly sucks on the remaining juices on his fingers.

He looks down at your body and the set you're wearing, “who’s beautiful?”

Your lips turn up a bit, “me.”

Bucky nods, “that’s right.” He kisses the tip of your nose, “My pretty girl.”

You place your hands on his chest, “yeah?” You slightly smile, your demons slowly evaporating and leaving the caves of your mind.

Bucky nods.

“Beautiful as always.”

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PHEW! Here you go, my lovely @sergeantbarnessdoll

Finally got this done, this has been sitting in my drafts for a while (with my other WIP's).

Hope you lovelies like this!

Feel free to let me know how much you enjoyed it!!!!

Till' then,

Stay Coquette-y,

Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀

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