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honeykaes · 11 months

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my heart hurts

breakup hookups hc's feat. alhaitham, thoma, childe, scaramouche

warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact, afab!reader with no set pronouns, angst, modern au!, creampie (thoma), right person wrong time trope (thoma), fingering (alhaitham), wall sex (alhaitham), mutual breakup (alhaitham), cumshot (alhaitham), reader has breasts (scaramouche), boobjob (scaramouche), squirting (scaramouche), cunnilingus (scaramouche), reader broke up with scara via text, jealousy (childe), drunk sex (childe), semi-public sex (childe), scummy ex!childe, unedited

“I put the rest of your stuff in a box near the door. Just knock when you finally get here. Don’t be late.”

You grumbled reading the text before sighing and getting out of your car. Marching up to his door, you dove your hands into your pockets trying to mask the frustration pounding against your chest.

You thought Alhaitham was the one, and you think, he did as well. You were ecstatic to move into his place, your tastes merging together in his own. Despite how smooth you thought it would be, one argument turned into multiple until the strain in your relationship was too bad to ignore. You both agreed to break things off but, you weren’t over him quite yet and that hurt.

As you knocked on the door, and paused hearing heavy footsteps on the other side. The door slowly opened revealing Alhaitham’s tall frame. He was wearing his reading glasses and some leisure attire he only wore around the house. His eyes narrowed toward you, yet there wasn’t any animosity in his eyes.

“Come in,” he murmured to your surprise as he opened the door further. Despite your mind screaming to just ask him for the box and leave, you found yourself stepping inside of your old home seeing the colder energy that the place used to not have.

“Do you want something? Water? Coffee?” he offered. You shook your head yes he grunted. Guiding you to the kitchen. He began to pour your drink, placing it on the table before sitting next to you with his own. The two of you sat in silence, sipping your respective drinks. You could only quirk your eyebrow noticing Alhaitham’s gaze lingered briefly on your lips.

You don’t know how it started, or what possessed either of you to indulge in each other but here you were, in the hallway, bruised lips pressing hard on one another as he ground his hardening cock into your core.

His nails dug into your hips grunting in your ear as his lips connected with your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. One hand snaked itself against the waistband of your pants, sliding itself beneath your panties and cupping your cunt. You gasped, nails harpooning themselves against Alhaitham’s broad back as his fingers sank inside of you—thumb lazily fondling your clit.

Your walls quivered as he scissored his fingers, stretching you out as he slowly pumped. You squirmed in his grip as he grunted with annoyance, hand grasping your waist tighter before you whined. He lifted his fingers up—digits coated with your slick—and popped them in his mouth, cleaning them off with his tongue.

He shimmied your pants and underwear down and follow suit, letting his heavy cock slap against his covered abdomen. He lifted your leg up as you call out his name in shock, sliding his cock along your folds to gather up the slick drooling out of you.

“What? Don’t act all shy now,” he whispered in your ear before plunging himself inside of you. You cry out feeling the dull pain of being stretched out as he inched deeper and deeper. Once bottoming out a low moan drifted off his lips feeling your walls pulsate and massage his length.

His hand left your waist, grabbing a handful of your ass with a tight squeeze before he began to thrust. Your body shivered, hearing his noises as if he deliberately wanted you to hear just how you made him.

“Fuck…I missed you, I missed this cunt…but you’re so goddamn stubborn,” he grunted, brushing against the spongy spot inside of you. Your head leaned into the wall, clinging onto him tighter as you tried to widen your shaky legs to get him to hit that spot again and again.

“H-aitham..! Haitham,” you stammered, nails racking his back as he sucked a breath in. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, walls caving down as you finally reached your high struggling to keep your feet up. Alhaitham cursed under his breath closing his eyes as he quickly slide his cock out, pumping himself a few times before groaning—thick white ropes of cum splattering on your lower stomach.

He let your leg down, steading you, as he tried to catch his own breath. You closed your eyes, leaning against his chest.

“I don’t fucking get you sometimes and I don’t think I ever will.”

You loved Thoma. That was the honest truth and you knew he loved you too. The only issue was how much time he spent away. Dates canceling, coming home infrequently—his duty as the Kamisato retainer was straining him. And even when he had the time to attend to his duties as your boyfriend, you could see the bags under his strained eyes, trying his best for you not to see the cracks and desperation of rest he needed.

You loved Thoma. That was the honest truth; therefore, you needed to let him go.

As the words left your mouth, it seemed the world silenced. Thoma sat on the couch, hand covering his mouth as his eyes stared off into space, watering from your declaration. Your heart lurched in your chest.

“Thoma, you know I love you. You can’t prioritize us right now, and that’s okay. I understand what Ayaka and Ayato mean to you and how important it is for you be fully committed to your responsibilities,” you whispered, reaching a hand out to his cheek. He let his hand leave his face, tears beginning to cascade down his now-flushed cheeks.

“Then please…” he whispered. You gently shook your head, wiping the tear away.

“You know I can’t for now…” you whispered back. Just as you were about to get up and let Thoma grieve his love for you in peace, he shot up pressing his lips into your own. Desperation, passion, and longing—those three emotions strongly swirling in that kiss, but yet, you found yourself kissing him back.

As he tightly gripped your waist, the two of your bodies fell onto the bed with a soft thud. Your hands wandered up, lifting Thoma’s shirt off of him, breaking the kiss momentarily before connecting right back again. One by one, articles of clothing fell down leaving you two in the nude, clinging onto each other.

Thoma’s lips trailed down your neck, hand drifting up and brushing against your slit as you shivered. His thumb drifted up, pressing down on your clit, garnering a gasp from you. Slick drooled out of you as he continuously circled and flicked on the bundle of nerves.

Smearing your arousal along your inner thighs, Thoma grabs his half-hardened cock pumping it a few times before lining himself up. His tip slid between your folds, brushing against your clit as he grunts in slight frustration before he finally pressed himself to your opening and sank inside of you.

A breathy moan of your name escapes Thoma’s lips, weaving your hands with his—cock slipping deeper, feeling your walls squeeze and tighten. Lifting his face from the nape of your neck, his nose brushed against yours—green eyes sorrowful as he slowly thrusts. Your legs wrapped around his thin waist gripping his hands tighter as he plunged himself steady and deliberate, hitting every spot he knew would unravel you.

Your back arched, body shivered in pleasure as you finally reached your high. Your walls spasmed and tightened against him as his own release would arrive soon. Shutting his eyes and desperately pressing your lips against yours once more to drown out his moan, Thoma’s hips halted—ropes of his cum spurting inside of you.

Thoma placed his sweaty forehead against yours and closed his eyes. Sliding his cock out of you where his cum was slowly seeping down, his arms wrapped around your form underneath him.

“...Just let me hold you one last time before you go.”

Your eyes kept reading your text message to Scaramouche over and over again. You know you were kind of a dick for breaking up via text because you feared confrontation from your usual grumpy ex-boyfriends, but the fact he left you on read made you nervous. He always had something to say, wanting to have the last word in every argument—so this, was nerve-wracking.

You hear your doorbell echo throughout your apartment as you sighed and walked over to the door, expecting a package only to gasp in horror seeing Scaramouche standing there—arms crossed, glaring at you.

“Through text? Really? Really?!” he yelled out, storming inside your apartment. You sighed and closed the door; you should have known better. As you turn to see him seething you noticed how bloodshot his eyes were, he must have been crying not too long ago.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t—I didn’t know how to break it to you!” you responded. Scaramouche scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“So you think our 3 years can be over through a fucking text!? Are you that much of a coward?! I think I deserved more than a fucking text message!” he shouted. Your eyes drifted away in guilt, crossing your own arms against your chest.

“Fuck! Okay! You’re right. You didn’t deserve that. But, I’m not happy with our relationship! Fucking—.” You took a sigh to compose yourself momentarily. “I don’t feel like you ever give a damn about me so I didn’t think it would be that bad to break up via text.”

Scaramouche remained silent, sucking on his tooth before letting out a low, sarcastic laugh before slowly marching towards you. You felt like a rabbit eyeing the ferocious might of a wolf.

“Don’t care? I don’t care?! Your joking right?! Do you even fathom how much I love you…!” he murmured, close to your face. The two of you glared down at one another waiting for the other one to respond only to gasp as Scaramouche connected his lips with yours and to his surprise, you didn’t push him away and deepened the kiss.

Things quickly found their way to the bedroom as Scaramouche roughly pushed you down on the bed before lifting his shirt off. Just as you were going to do the same, Scaramouche grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“No. Do you even realize you’re wearing my shirt right now? The audacity you have to break up with me while wearing that shit,” he grunted, nipping at your ear before leaning up. He undid the buckle of his jeans and zipped down the zipper, pulling down his jeans and boxers to reveal his twitching cock.

“You don’t get to enjoy my cock like that,” he grunted, gripping his length and pumping it. Scaramouche lifted you slightly up before letting his cock brush between the mounds of your chest. His cock was hot and heavy, tip budding with precum that began to smear across your torso. His hands grabbed your breasts, thumbs brushing against your pebbling nipples before pressing them together, between his cock.

“Hold your tits like this,” he grunted as you obeyed. You gasped feeling your bottoms come off, exposing your wet cunt. Scaramouche clicked his tongue, pressing his thumb against your clit and drawing tight circles on it.

You whined when his hips began to thrust between your breast as he let out a shaky moan. His cock trembled with every thrust as his pace began to get faster. He cursed under his breath, pausing his ministrations on your clit as he shut his eyes to enjoy the soft mounds of your chest.

“Fuck. Shit—” he cursed out. You softly yelped as cum shot out, hitting your chin and bottom lip. Globs of his cums stained his shirt you were wearing as he bit his lip to muffle his whine. As he slowly came from his high, he sighed moving down and nibbling at your inner thighs.

“You don’t fucking deserve this but I’m not cruel enough to leave you on the edge,” he grumbled. Your hands shot to his hair as his lips connected with the bud of your clit, lapping it up roughly and sucking on it. As his tongue swirled and flicked, your legs shook and pressed themselves against Scaramouche’s head.

His eyes were cold seeing you squirm against his mouth before it faltered, as a rush of liquid hit his tongue as you arched your back. He drank as much as he could grabbing your thighs to hold you down before you finally began to calm down from your intense climax.

“Made you squirt for the first time heh,” he laughed to himself. “Too bad it’ll be the last.”

When Childe broke up with you, it hurt your pride and your heart. You didn’t think of yourself as a vindictive person, but when you had the opportunity to temporarily forget about him and how someone practically worshipped you for the night—you didn’t say no.

You didn’t expect to see him at the club, your eyes meeting with shock. Your eyes narrowed to the person he was dancing with, arm around their waist as he ground behind them. Rolling your eyes with a scoff, you walked away from the dancefloor and towards a corner in the back where you could process the situation better.

“Fuck,” you grunted in frustration in debate. You didn’t want to leave but you couldn’t stand seeing that. Just as you were about to decide to try another bar, your ex approached you with a smirk, leaning against the wall.

“Funny seeing you here. Is that D-rank boytoy crawling around,” he teased with a strained smile. You scoffed rolling your eyes and crossing your arms.

“No, but don’t let that stop you from putting your cock inside your stupid fling, I was just leaving,” you grunted. Childe grabbed your wrist, leaning down. That infuriating smirk was still on his lips.

“Aww, come on. Let’s catch up a bit. Don’t you miss me…” he whispered in your ear, causing your body to shiver. You could smell the alcohol on his breath and you were sure your own buzz was messing with your judgment yet, you couldn’t help following into the empty bathroom.

Quickly checking each stall was empty, Childe locked the door and moved the trashcan in front of it. He grabbed your waist, moving you on the empty counter before pressing his clothed hardened cock against your core.

“You see what you do to me….? I think you forgot just how wild we got together,” he murmured, drifting your underwear down your thighs. His fingers grazed along your slit as you whined, moving your hips to try to get him to brush against your throbbing clit. He chuckled watching as his finger slowly dripped with the same slick beginning to drip from you.

Wiping it down his slacks, he quickly freed himself—slapping the tip of his cock against your clit. You moaned as he finally stopped bullying the nub, pressing his cock along your opening before sinking inside of you.

“Fuck, just like how I remember it,” he grunted, sliding deeper and deeper before he finally bottomed out. Sliding out briefly, you choke out feeling him plunge his cock back in hard and fast. His pace was relentless, lewd noises drifting throughout the bathroom.

You closed your eyes as he grabbed your chin. His eyes were much colder than before, smugness replaced by jealousy.

“No. You have to watch everything I’m doing to you. I’m not going to let you forget how well my cock made you writhe so many nights. No one can fuck you as well I can, including that stupid boytoy you decided to fuck,” he grunted, plowing himself inside of you.

You whined out his name, walls fluttered down as he soon changed his angle to find your favorite spot. As he brushed by it deliberately, You clung tighter to him calling out his name repeatedly.

“There! There! There! There!” you rambled out. You squirmed, a breathy moan escaping from your lips as you reached your high. Your spasming walls made it harder for Childe to thrust, pace getting closer and sloppier.

Just as you thought he was about to spill out, Childe quickly left your tight, warm cunt, he rapidly pumped his cock—tip leaning towards your underwear. With a grunt, white globs of his cum shot out filling your once-clean underwear with his essence. He chuckled, quickly pulling them up as you gasp, feeling the warmth of his cum as he pulled his softening cock into his briefs and pulled his pants up to fasten them.

Not paying you much mind, he walked towards the door moving the trashcan and unlocking it before pausing.

“When you get some sense, call me,” he grunted, walking out of the bathroom.

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smileysuh · 7 months

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twisted fate - TEASER

🌙 staring. Wonwoo x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. “He deserved it,” Wonwoo assures you, reaching out to grab you by the back of the neck, pulling you closer. He’s covered in blood, and he looks like a sexy, wild monster. But he’s your monster, and you can’t help but react, leaning in- “Jesus Christ,” you hear Jeonghan breathe, turning to give you and Wonwoo privacy while he presses his lips against yours hungrily. At first, you can try to ignore the wet liquid on your fingertips as you grab at his strong shoulders, but you can’t ignore the taste on his tongue. Your body goes rigid and Wonwoo pulls back with a sigh, resting his forehead against yours. It’s an oddly peaceful moment amongst the chaos.

tw/cw. murder/blood, dickhead vampire wonwoo, yandere subthemes, kidnapping?, biting, blood play, throat grabbing, manhandling, begging, controlling!wonwoo, praise, dirty talk, fingering, mean dom Wonwoo, multiple reader orgasms, finger-licking, choking, unprotected sex, big dick Wonwoo, size kink, slight dacryphilia, gentle spanking, dumbification, begging, hair pulling, etc… I pet names: (hers) darling, brat, pet, etc.

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 14.3k

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His hand on your cheek moves down, gently latching around your throat. The motion makes you gasp, and Wonwoo pulls away from your lips, staring down at you. “Thirsty.”

“You fucker-”

“Thirsty,” he repeats, pressing you against the wall and tightening his grip on your neck. You watch him drag his tongue across his sharp fangs. “Just say yes,” the vampire whispers. It almost sounds like he’s begging.

You’re at war with yourself. Your body is clearly reacting to Wonwoo, but your mind still isn’t there yet. It’s almost torture, pressed to the wall by a man with a perfect body and power that practically thrums off of him.

You find yourself giving a small nod. “Don’t hurt me,” you plead.

“Never,” he promises, kissing you softly one last time before he arches your jaw to the side. You grab at his shoulders, ready to dig your nails in when you feel his fangs-

His lips press to your throat and a shiver runs through your body. His tongue tastes your skin, drawing a circle that has you nearly dying with anticipation. When the bite finally comes, it’s not painful or sharp, it feels something like a hickey, and then it begins to throb.

A gasp tumbles out of you, and you cling to Wonwoo’s broad shoulders, closing your eyes. The vampire releases a groan, reaching for your hand so he can intertwine your fingers, squeezing gently.

You’ve never felt close to someone like this, and the realization has your head spinning… or maybe that’s the blood loss.

“Wonwoo-” you whimper, starting to worry at how long he’s been sucking on your throat.

The throbbing stops, and you feel his tongue gliding over the bite mark, an attempt to soothe your skin. Then he’s pulling away, looking down at you as he licks his lips clean of your blood.

“Good girl,” he praises you, letting go of your hand. “Your turn.” You watch as he brings his thumb to his mouth, biting the tip before grabbing your jaw, pressing the digit into your mouth. “This will heal the mark,” Wonwoo explains, watching as you begin to suck on his thumb.

He doesn’t taste like blood. Instead, you’re reminded of strawberries and stone fruits. You swirl your tongue around his digit, sucking him deeper into your mouth-

“That’s it,” the vampire groans, slowly pulling his thumb from you. He drags it across your lip. “All better.”

When you touch your throat, you find only perfect skin. There’s nothing to suggest you’ve just been bitten by a vampire. “If it’s any consolation,” Wonwoo leans down, his lips ghosting over your own, “you taste delicious.”

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narrycherries · 1 year

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✰ baby honey ✰ #1 (dom!harry)

Harry’s favorite thing to do is to take care of you and give you as many orgasms as you can take, even if you’re being a brat.. dom!Harry concepts

a/n: this pairing does not have a set/strict plot, but there will be many different situations/writings for them! Lots of smut! ;) some may carry over multiple parts!

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word count: 5.3k

warnings/tags: dom!harry, daddy kink, praise kink, soft-sub reader, oral f receiving, Harry x reader, smut, mature situations, punishment, mean!dom, some fluff :) pet names

Your mind was dizzy as you slowly walked down the grand staircase while sliding your hand down the cool railing. Soft hums were coming from your throat, and your stomach was filled with butterflies. Carefully, you stepped your sock clad feet on the hardwood floor and turned to go in the direction of the office. There wasn’t a worry in your mind or a slight bit of fear in your chest as you made your way to the big wooden door.

You run your fingertips over the cold knob before turning it and pushing the heavy door open. The room that was just filled with mixed voices becomes silent. Your eyes were cloudy, but they immediately focused on the thing you were looking for. A smile spread over your pink lips as you locked your sight on his pretty emerald eyes. Harry was so beautiful, so perfect.

He sighed heavily as he gave you a hard stare. It made your stomach churn, but you ignored it. You wanted him - needed to feel his touch and hear his voice. Before you could even get two feet inside the room, he was standing from the big wood desk and walking towards you. He wasn’t paying the three men sitting in the chairs any mind, you were his main focus. Per usual.

His big, heavy hands landed on your waist and he guided you out of the room and away from the door. He moved you against the wall and immediately grabbed your chin.

“What have I told you about interrupting my meetings?” His voice was low and deep.

“I-“

“Shut up.” He snapped, his grip on your chin got tighter. “You’re acting bad. You know I don’t like it when you’re bad.”

“I need you.” You whined softly, hands fisting into his white button down.

“You’re gonna wrinkle my fuckin’ shirt.” He said through gritted teeth as he ripped your hands away.

“No, please! Just wanna touch you!” Tears were building in your eyes as you saw the anger come over his face.

“You were told to stay in the bedroom. You’ve disobeyed me.” Harry put his hand on your throat, but he didn’t squeeze you. He was gentle, for now. “You’re being a bad kitten.. and bad kittens get punished.��

You began to shake your head from side to side, tears streaming down your face. You coiled your hand around his wrist and dug your nails deep in his skin. Upsetting him was always your biggest fear. It was your intention to always be good for him, always be on your best behavior. Despite not doing anything wrong, you feel horrible.

“You’re gonna get my hand on your ass, and my cock’s gonna destroy that little hole of yours, missy.” He was harsh and cold, and that made things worse for you. “Not gonna let you cum. Gonna make those spanks hurt and you cry those pretty eyes out. I’ll make sure you remember the rules.”

“Not tryna be a b-bad kitten!” You cried out, eyes burning holes through his. “I need you, Daddy, need to touch you, please.”

As soon as he heard the word come out of your mouth he softened completely. His hand slid to the small of your back and the other gently covered your warm cheek. His thumb messed with the corner of your mouth as you spoke in broken sobs.

“M’not.. not a bad girl.. promise I.. I just needed.. needed something.. Da-daddy.. I.. I can’t stop it.. y’know I can’t..”

He felt terrible for treating you so bad, his heart was aching as he watched all the tears fall. “Hey, shh. Kitten, calm down.”

Despite his efforts, you were still breaking down. Worry filled your mind as you thought about all the consequences. You were so afraid that you were doing something wrong, that you had upset him. It was making you feel nauseous and like you were running out of air.

“Feel so-so little, Daddy.. wanna be.. be safe with you.. s’all.. just wanna see you..”

He shushed you again, and this time let his thumb cover your lips to stop you from rambling. “Relax for me, angel baby.”

You nodded softly and carefully placed your hands on his torso. His defined muscles felt comforting, even through the fabric of his shirt. You didn’t care about wrinkling it, so you closed your hands into fists again - holding as tight as you could.

“Now.. shhh..” he softly pecked your forehead before leaning back to look into your puffy eyes. “Tell Daddy what you need.. so I can help my girl.”

Your lips quivered as you tried to say something, but no words were coming out. He noticed the struggle and the pout on your lips. His hand moved down to your hip and he tilted your head further back to get a good look at you.

“Tell me, kitten, tell Daddy what’s got you all soft.” He made sure to give you a gentle smile. He knew you appreciated it when he was kind and caring, especially during these times. “Why’s my girl feeling little?”

Answering him was your intention, but you said the wrong words. You replied with what was on your mind, what was worrying you so much.

“I’m a bad girl.. I.. I didn’t listen to Daddy.. m’a bad kitty.”

“Tsk tsk, stop it, darling.” He gave you a stern lift of his brows. “You’re not a bad girl. Daddy isn’t mad, sugar plum.”

“But you said.. said I was being bad.” You sucked in your bottom lip as you looked at him through your lashes. Your eyes were hardly opened, the crying wore you out.

“That was before I knew you were feeling little, my angel.” He swiped your hair away from your face and held onto the back of your neck. “You’re Daddy’s good girl.. such a sweet kitten.”

“M’sorry I.. came in the office.” The words you whispered were barely audible.

He sighed and moved his hand down to your waist. “Daddy’s the one who should be saying sorry. I saw how happy you were to see me, kitten, how big your pretty lips smiled.. and I was so mean to you, wasn’t I? Didn’t give my girl any loves.. that’s all my baby wanted, yeah? Wanted Daddy’s attention for a minute.”

You nod lightly, arms snaking around him. He pulled you into his chest and you gladly hid your face in his shirt. He petted the back of your head, running his fingers through your long hair. His comforting words made you feel relieved and relaxed. He wasn’t mad at you anymore, and he just misunderstood the situation. Being in his arms made you feel safe and secure.

“Do y’wanna sit in the office with me, baby love? Daddy can pull up a chair for you.”

You sucked up the snot in your throat, the idea making you feel tingly. “Can I be by you, Daddy? Wanna be close.”

“Right beside me, my love. Just have to behave and be quiet for me, alright? Let Daddy finish his meeting and then I’ll make you feel better, baby.” He kissed the top of your head and squeezed you so tight.

You smiled against his shirt. “Wan’ loves and cuddles and kisses.”

He let out a soft chuckle. “All the loves and cuddles and kisses you want, kitten. Whatever you want Daddy to do.. my girl, always so sweet for me.”

“Woke up from m’ nap.. felt really little.. felt soft and scared, Daddy.”

He grunted as he leaned back, hands gently moving you so he could see you properly. “M’sorry i wasn't there for you, baby girl.”

“Here now.. don’t wanna leave you.”

“You don’t have to, honey bun. Daddy’s right here.”

You splayed your hands on his back, feeling his muscles tense as he gently rocked you from side to side. His hands held your hips so tight, so safely.

“Need t’ feel full.. Daddy can you.. fill me after your meeting?”

“Does my girl wan’ her Daddy’s cock, hm? Wan’ Daddy to fill you up with his thick cum?”

The filthy words caused ripples down your spine. You whimpered at the thought of being full. It was too hard to try to speak, so you nodded once again for him.

He smirked gently and kissed your swollen lips. “Daddy will give you what you want soon, kitten. Give you all my cum.. make sure your pretty pussy is filled to the brim.. wanna watch it drip out of you, baby love. Gonna fill my girl up.. make her feel so good, yeah?”

“Wanna have it all, Daddy, please..” Your whisper made his crotch twitch.

“No more talking about it, sweetheart, don’t wanna get Daddy hard just yet.”

The thought made your eyes sparkle, and it didn’t go unnoticed. He smiled sweetly and kissed you for a long moment before finally grabbing your hand and leading you to the office.

When you walked in together, the three men turned their heads to watch Harry walk through the room. Nobody said anything at first, so he broke the ice himself.

“Sorry about that, gentlemen. My fiancé isn’t feeling the best.”

“S’alright. Understandable.” One of them replied with a fake smile.

Harry glanced around but realized that the only other available chair in the room was his big leather one. He sighed and gestured to the chair.

“Just sit there, honey. We’re almost finished anyways.”

You hesitated, but eventually sat down in the chair. Harry sat one leg on the edge of the desk, eyes on the men as he picked up wherever he left off. They weren’t bothered by her presence, but that didn’t mean you didn’t feel embarrassed. You were sure the tear streams were still evident and you could feel the warmth of her skin. You probably looked like a mess.

The business talk didn’t interest you at all. You kept your eyes on Harry’s shiny black shoes. The longer you looked at them, the more you noticed his trousers. They fit him well and hugged his thighs. The dark grey color matched the blazer that was draped over the back of the chair. He looked so professional and handsome. His hair was perfectly sculpted. Even the expensive watch on his wrist was in a perfect spot. You were still annoyed by the men being here. Normally, meetings took place at his real office, not at your home. Apparently things happen at times, that’s what he told you at least, and arrangements have to be made.

You were growing impatient with each minute. All you wanted was him, and you wanted him all to yourself. Having to share his attention with these men was driving you mad. You tapped your fingertips against the arm of the chair as you stared at the floor.

Before you even realized it, Harry got off the desk and escorted the men to the front entrance. He was only gone for a minute. When he came back through the door you jumped up from his chair and began to rock on your heels. He chuckled as he reached you and took hold of your waist.

“Thank you for being patient, baby.”

“You’re all mine now, right?” You batted your thick lashes at him and he gladly squeezed each side of your butt.

“All yours, kitten.”

He sat down in the chair and gently grabbed your wrist. He pulled you onto his lap, greedily holding your waist. You smiled as you wrapped an arm around his head and began to softly peck your lips along his hairline. He chuckled as he slipped both hands under your shirt.

“You seem upset, Daddy.. don’t like it when you’re upset.”

He grunted, hating that you noticed things so easily. “Just stress from business, baby love, s’all.”

“Do you want me to make it go away?” Your words made his crotch tingle.

“No, baby. S’all about you right now. You still want Daddy to make you full?”

“Yes, please.. wan’ you to fill me, Daddy.”

When you leaned back to look at him, your tongue came out and swiped over your lips. A smirk covered his mouth as he slid a hand into your leggings, groping your butt cheek.

“No panties?” He lifted a brow. “Someone’s being a little tease.”

You giggled softly and started kissing his forehead. “Just wanna make it easier.”

“Hm.. m’sure you do.” He patted your thigh, a silent indication for you to stand up.

You didn’t want to move away with him, but you knew you had to. You stood in front of him, waiting patiently for him to do something. He stood up, too, and walked around you. When you hear papers shuffling, you spin around and grab his elbow gently.

“Let me clear the desk, kitten.”

“Daddy..” you were curious as to why he was doing that. “Are you gonna take me on your desk?”

He chuckled a few times before looking over at you. “M’gonna put you on the desk so I can eat up your little pussy, baby doll. Daddy will take you to the bedroom after.”

You groaned and squeezed his elbow. “Wan’ you to take me here.”

He watched your other hand reach to tap the desk. He smirked and gave you a quick nod. “Alright.”

Harry made sure everything was pushed to the edges of the wood, and out of your way. He adjusted the monitor so it was also out of your way. The desk was big, so it was easy to make adjustments. When he dropped the final stack of papers into the bottom drawer, you smiled happily and grabbed his shirt where it was tucked in on the side.

“Patience, my baby.” He pulled away from you with a smile, but grabbed you instead. “Let Daddy take care of you, kitten.”

Out of nervousness, you popped your index finger into your mouth. You didn’t want to upset him, so you kept quiet as you waited. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your leggings on either hip and he yanked them down. He kneeled as he did so, making sure to get a good look at your womanhood.

“Mm, baby girl. Daddy missed you so much.” He pressed a kiss to your pubic mound, savoring the feeling of your soft, bare skin. “Can’t wait to have this pretty pussy all in my mouth.”

“Daddy.. please.. need you.” You whined while you curled your fingers in his scalp.

Harry gripped your thick hips and gave your butt a slap before standing up. You smirked softly, still shocked that he loved your body so much. It was something you struggled with - but he adored you, every inch and every pound. Your full ass and perky breasts, he could never get enough. It bothered you that your breasts weren’t big, but he loved them anyways. That’s all that really mattered.. that he loves you.

“Daddy.” You mumbled softly as he picked you up and sat you on the desk.

“What is it, angel?” He pressed his palm against your warm cheek, forcing your eyes to stay on his.

“Wan’ you so bad, please.”

“Honey, be a little patient. Daddy’s gonna give you everything you want.” He kissed you for a moment. “Now.. shh.”

He didn’t hesitate to drop down between your legs and push them apart. His tongue immediately swiped up your slit.

“Daddy.” You gasped as he did it over and over.

He made sure you were wet from his spit and your own natural release before he began to suck on your clit. He hallowed his cheeks, applying a hard pressure on your little nub.

“Wan’ a finger.” You muttered as you closed your eyes and held your breath.

Harry pulled away from your clit to spit on his finger. He watched your hole as he carefully wiggled his finger inside of you. Once he was sure you were comfortable, he began to move it in and out slowly. His tongue returned to your nub and he didn’t let up again. Normally he wouldn’t give you a finger until he’s made you orgasm, but he promised he’d do whatever you wanted. He doesn’t break his promises to you.

“More.” You mumbled while raking your fingers through his scalp. He liked it when you touched him, so you didn’t hesitate to tug at his roots. “M’gonna cum.”

He grunted against your clit, his tongue working in quick motions. You were so sensitive from being needy, so the orgasm rushed on you before you even realized. A heavy groan came from you as your thighs shook a little and your eyes fell back into your head.

Harry did his best to hold your hips down, but you were thrashing a tad as he kept sucking through the orgasm. You whined suddenly and pushed his head away. He let up, just to make sure you were okay.

“Kitten.. S’alright, baby.” He whispered as he stood up and took hold of your face.

When you opened your eyes you saw his, and a wave of comfort came over you. “Daddy.. felt so good.”

He chuckled softly, thumbs rubbing your lips. “Felt good, baby doll? Did Daddy make you cum?”

You smiled sweetly. “Came really hard for you.”

“Mhm, sure did, kitten.” He gave you a kiss and you couldn’t help but taste yourself on his mouth. “Got so wet for me.”

A gentle giggle fell from your lips. You wrapped your arms around his torso and pulled yourself forward. He dropped a hand to your waist to steady you, but made sure to keep a warm palm against your jaw.

“Feel better, baby love?” His voice was soft, it made you feel safe.

“Mhm.”

“Daddy loves to make you feel good, babe. Love to make my girl cum.. always tastes so good.. got such a sweet little cunt, don’t you?” You nodded. “All for you, Daddy.”

“Hm, I know.” He kissed you for a couple of seconds. “All mine.”

“Daddy..”

He furrowed his brows at the tone of your voice. You seemed sad all of a sudden and he didn’t like that.

“What’s the matter, baby?”

You shook your head, trying to ignore what you wanted to tell him. Of course he didn’t let that slide. He huffed and gave you that look.

“Tell me, sugar plum.”

“Just..” You paused, feeling suddenly nauseous.

He didn’t rush you into talking, he knew sometimes it took you a few minutes to gain some courage. Your eyes fell from his and you stared at the undone top button of his shirt. You felt the need to touch him, so you began to undo the rest of the buttons. He watched you carefully, trying to figure out what was going on. Your fingertips skimmed his skin, making goosebumps rose on his.

“You don’t have to be afraid to tell me anything, y/n.”

When he said your name, you shot your eyes at him for just one second. He rarely said your name, only when he was serious or if he was introducing you to someone. You rarely heard him say it. That never bothered you that he didn’t say it, but it did grab your attention.

“M’just..” you sighed heavily. “.. I changed my mind.”

His brows dropped even further. “About what, darling?”

Finally, the shirt was opened in the front and you could see his body. You reached up and grabbed either side of the shirt, pulling it down his arms as best as you could. He took over and yanked the shirt off. He was about to drop it on the ground when you grabbed onto the expensive material. Harry let you take it, and he watched as you brought it to your chest to clutch it.

You locked your legs around his hips. “I.. want something different.”

“Don’t want me to fill you, baby?”

A grunt left your throat and you grabbed his elbows. “I do.”

“Then what do you want differently, angel?”

You didn’t answer him right away. Your hands moved to his chest and you took your time as you touched all over his front. He was warm and his muscles were hard - yet, his skin so soft.

“Baby girl, you have to tell me.” He wasn’t getting frustrated or anything, he was just very concerned.

“Daddy.. I..” You were still in a small mindset, and he knew that.

“Baby, listen to Daddy.” He moved your head up so your eyes were locked with his again. “Daddy wants to make you feel good.. and make you feel safe. You’re feeling little still, baby doll, and Daddy knows you need t’ feel safe.”

“Wan’ you, Daddy.” You mumbled gently.

His eyes were so soft and full of concern. “Then what’s the matter, my love?”

You finally huffed and caved in. “Don’t wan’ you to take me in here.. wanna be comfy.”

He smiled. “Want Daddy to take you in the bed, baby? Wanna be on the soft sheets?”

You nod a few times. “Please..”

“Anything you want, baby.”

You kept hold of his shirt as you hopped off the desk and grabbed his hand. He guided you out of the office and toward the staircase. You were quiet the whole way up, only because you were thinking about him. You wanted him so badly, wanted him to sink his length into you and never pull it out. You couldn’t wait to feel his weight on top of you, to experience the feeling of your nipples pressed against his skin as he took you nice and slow.

When you reached the bedroom, your heart started to race. He pulled your shirt off and unhooked your bra, then gestured for you to lie down.

“No.” You groaned as she sat on the foot of the bed. “Wanna touch you.”

“S’not about me, honey.” He chuckled as you grabbed his belt and undone it.

“Just wanna see you, then.” You shrugged, smiling as you pulled down his zipper.

The bulge was extremely visible, and that made your core tingle with excitement. Soon, his pants were pooled around his feet and he kicked them away. He smirked as he watched you stick your hand into his boxers and pull his member out.

“So big.” You whispered as his hard length stood proudly in front of you. “Wan’ it, Daddy, please.”

“You always get what you want, don’t you kitten?” He chuckled as you crawled up the bed and laid down on your back. “Want it this way, babe?”

Harry spread your legs opened and kneeled between them. You thought for a moment as he squeezed the backs of your knees. It was intriguing to think about another position, so you decided you might as well try something else. It wasn’t like he’d never do it that way again.

“Wanna turn over.” You smiled.

He made a weird face at you. “What? My kitten doesn’t want me this way? Her Daddy?”

You giggled at him as you pulled your legs free and turned over onto your stomach. You shoved your arms under your chest and arched your ass up. He gave you a playful smack before leaning over your back. His hands fell into the mattress, keeping his body flush with yours.

“Wanna feel you this way, Daddy. Promise m’still your kitten.” You didn’t want him to think your head had cleared up, because it hadn’t. “Please.”

“Okay, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna give you exactly what you want.”

He started by pressing open mouthed kisses across the top of your back. He swept your hair over one shoulder so he could have access to the side of your neck. He grunted as his teeth sunk into your soft skin.

“Please.. wanna feel you deep.” You muttered as you reached behind you and grabbed his forearm.

He chuckled. “Patience, kitten. Daddy likes to love on his baby, y’know that.”

“Daddy doesn’t bite me.. Harry bites me.”

You felt his smile press against your skin. “M’sorry.. just missed you, baby love.”

“Harry can have me later.. I want my Daddy now.”

The pout on your lips made him smirk. He kissed it as you turned your head to look at him. It made you giggle and the pout turned into a smile.

“Daddy’s girl.” His voice was like a rumble of thunder. “Always my good girl.”

A weighted moan fell from your lips as he rubbed spit onto your entrance and slowly pushed his tip in. He let his length go once it was secure, and pressed a hand to your hip. Harry leaned back down, his front brushing your back as he began to move.

“S’good, baby doll? Don’t let me hurt you.” He took a deep breath as he went in about half way, then pulled out to check on you.

“Good, Daddy.. gimme more, please.”

He smirked at your eagerness. “Daddy’s gonna give you his cock, baby, just how you want it.”

You sighed in relief as he pushed back in, his elbow falling into the mattress beside your shoulder to support his weight.

“Tell Daddy how you want it, sweetheart.” He moved his hand to your throat and you gladly wrapped yours around his wrist to keep it there.

“Want you deep.. hard and fast, Daddy.”

His tongue swiped over your shoulder. “Want Daddy’s cock deep in your tight pussy, my angel? Want Daddy to fill you?”

“Mhm.” You moaned with your lips shut, eyes doing the same as the pleasure rushed through you. “Please.”

He didn’t say anything else as he began to fully insert himself - balls deep in you. Your mixed groans and breathes were intimate and it made you feel good - made your chest warm. Each snap of his hips got harder than the previous.

“Uh, Daddy, more.”

He chuckled softly and picked up his pace, his weight pinning you to the mattress while he fucked his length deep inside of you. You could feel the thick veins that ran along the length of his cock rubbing against your walls. You clenched around him every now and then, pulling deep moans from his throat.

“Baby love, squeezing Daddy’s cock so good, hm? Wanna feel Daddy’s cum in your tummy, baby? Wan’ me to fill you up?”

“Yes, Daddy. Wan’ it all. Please give me your cum, Daddy.”

His eyes rolled back in pure pleasure as the filthy words filled his ears. He began to fuck you harder and quicker, the sloshing sounds of your wet pussy made his balls swell. He needed to put his seed in you, plant it deep in your body.

“Oh, baby girl, takin’ m’cock so fuckin’ good.” He groaned into your shoulder as he reached down to grasp your hips tight, fingers burning your skin from the pressure. “Such a tight little cunt.”

Your back arched into the mattress, your ass pushing up against his pelvis. He grunted as he gave your hip a hard smack. You whimpered at the sudden and unexpected pain. Daddy never hit you hard - he barely would oblige if you begged him to.

“Too hard.” You choked out, tears pricking your eyes. “Da-Daddy.. hit me too hard.”

He huffed at himself and started to rub and massage the area he unknowingly left a red hand print on. “Sorry, baby, m’sorry.” He attacked your neck with his lips, hoping the affection would make up for his mistake. “Didn’t mean to hit you, doll. Daddy got.. distracted, m’sorry.”

You nodded a little, your hand reaching back to wrap around his wrist. He was still rubbing deep circles into your bruised skin, wishing he could erase the pain.

“Can.. can I cum.. please? Daddy can I cum on your cock?” Drool was slipping down your chin as our mouth hung open - the pleasure causing you to become numb.

“You can, baby, cum for Daddy.. cum on my cock, baby love. Let Daddy feel your wet pussy spill on him.”

He’s pounding you hard and fast, carrying you closer to the edge as the seconds fly by. You were moaning his name and digging your nails into his wrist, your walls squeezing him so tight.

“C’mon, cum for me. So close, yeah? Daddy can feel that tight pussy, babe. So tight for me.”

His filthy words made your eyes roll back and your lips fell apart - a loud moan full of strings of his name filled the air. He groaned heavily, verbally encouraging you to cum hard. You did jsut that, your pussy suffocating his cock as it held on to it hard - milking him of his warm, thick cum.

“Baby, fuck, yes. Take Daddy’s cum in your tummy. Such a good thing you are. My baby.” He praised you as you kept gushing out your release. He slowed his motions, keeping his cock buried in your hole. “Takin’ Daddy so good.”

“So warm.. so full.” You uttered as the side of your face hit the pillow.

He gave you a chuckle as he softly pecked your cheek over and over. “Daddy’s pretty girl, yeah? Full of my cum. So, so full and warm.”

“Daddy.. so good.. feels so good.” Your eyes shut and you release a deep breath, tiredness washing over you.

Harry noticed your behavior, and he assumed he would tire you out anyways, so he kissed your temple and slowly pulled out of you. He moved onto his knees after nudging your legs apart. He grabbed your ass on either side and pulled your cheeks further apart, just playing with the thickness as he watched his cum drip out of your hole.

“You’re such a pretty thing.. so full of Daddy’s cum.” He squeezed each cheek before let them go, hands sliding down to your thighs. “Do you want to be cleaned up, baby?”

You shook your head. “No.. wan’ it in.”

He smirked to himself as he climbed over you to get off the bed. You didn’t have to worry or question about where he was going - he was getting a fresh pair of panties for you. As you laid there patiently, your stomach was full of butterflies. The sticky cum rolling out of your cunt covered your clit, making you shiver. You could still feel him inside of you, the fullness hadn’t disappeared yet.

“Alright, roll over, princess.”

You did as he asked and fell into your back. He smiled sweetly as your sleepy eyes looked his way. He saw your eyelids falling as you struggled to keep them open.

“Oh, baby.” He huffed as he slid the panties up your legs. He stopped before he covered your hips. “M’so, so sorry. Daddy didn’t mean to hit you.”

“S’okay.. feels okay now.” You mumbled back, reaching over to touch his wrist.

He let you take his hand for a moment and you squeezed it. “You should be mad at me.. should be, babe, but you’re such a sweetheart, yeah? My sweet baby doll.”

His lips smeared on yours for a long moment before he leaned up, dropping your hand to pull the panties up. Once he knew his cum was secured in place where you wanted it stay, he nudged you and rolled on to your side. He got behind you, arms snaking around your limp body to drag you closer. You hum, satisfied as you feel his now covered and softened cock against your butt. It didn’t matter if it was hard, you just liked to feel it there.

“Take a nap, m’love.” He kissed your ear softly, whispering his words carefully.

You nodded, pulling one of his hands up your body. You forced it to rest under your boob and he gave you a small chuckle.

“Cuddle bunny.” He uttered. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

He smirked to himself. “I dunno about that, baby love.”

(Part 2..)

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promptsforyourwhumpfic · 5 months

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The Grand A-Z List of Whump 2/3

This list contains ~174 items listed I to Q

As always, I heavily encourage people to research topics thoroughly when writing. Whump is generally a 'dead dove' sort of topic, however it is important to avoid stereotypes/misinformation. This lists intention is to not glorify/romanticise sensitive topics in any way.

This is a comprehensive list of injuries, Illnesses and tropes - including those from the Whumptober 2023 trope vote!

All submissions are listed in italics, and those who wanted to be tagged will be included at the end. If you have any more submissions: please send them via DM/my ask box.

[A-H] [R-Z] [NSFW List]

List below the cut:

ICU

Identity reveal

Ignorance is Bliss

Ignoring an Injury

Immersion foot syndromes (Prolonged exposure to damp and cold)

Immobilization

Immortal healed wrong

Immunodeficiency

Impalement

Improvised medicine/treatment

Indigestion

Infected (Blood, Wound, Tattoo etc)

Infested

Injured caretaker carrying an even more injured whumpee.

Injured whumpee instructs caretaker how to treat them.

Injury Discovery

Injury Revelation

Insecurity

Insomnia

Insults

Internal Bleeding

Interrogation

Interventions

Intimate whumper

Intubation

Involuntary whumper

Isolation

Isolation/Quarantine

Itching

Jailed

Jamais vu (The experience of being unfamiliar with a person or situation that is actually very familiar.)

Jealousy

Jet Lag

Jumping (to safety, forced to jump)

Just dying in general.

Keeping quiet because the enemy is nearby

Keeping the whumpee awake

Ketosis (body burning fat for energy)

Kidnapped by the opposing team

Kidnapping

Kidney Stones

Killed! (Again and again and again for the lovely immortal whumpees<;3)

Kneeling

Knife through hand and into wall/floor

Knocked Out

Lab Rat

Laryngitis

Late realisation

Left for dead

Leprosy

Lichenberg scars/Lightning strike

Limited Medical Supplies

Live-Streamed/Broadcast torture

Lobotomy

Locked Up and Left Behind

Losing a Bet

Loss of appetite

Loss of reality

Lost (In the woods, city etc)

Lost voice

Low Blood Pressure

Lumbago (lower back pain)

Lupus

Lured into a trap

Lying

Lyme's disease

Lymphoma

Magical exhaustion

Magical healing

Magic whump (using spells to harm someone)

Manhandling

Major Character Death

Makeshift Splints

Malaria

Malnutrition

Manhandling

Mauled

Measles

Medical trauma

Medieval Torture

Memory Loss

Meningitis

Menstrual Cramps

Mental illness after being kidnapping (and addressing it)

Migraine

Military lovers

Military whump

Mind control/Manipulation

Miscommunication

Missing

Missing Person

Mistaken Identity

Misunderstanding

Mono

Mopping a sweaty brow with a cool cloth

Mudslides

Muffled Scream

Mugging

Multiple Sclerosis

Multiple Whumpees

Multiple Whumpers

Mumps

Muscular Atrophy

Mute

Muzzled

Nailed to a wall or floor

Nails digging into palms

Nail marks left in the whumpees skin

Natural Disasters

Nausea

Near-Death Experience

Necrosis

Neglect

Nerve damage

Nerve pain

Nightmares

No anesthesia

No goodbyes

Non-responsiveness

Nonhuman whumpee

Not allowed to die

Not Realizing They’re Injured

Nowhere else to go

Noxious (gas/fumes)

Numb

Numbness/Paralysis

Obsession (with finishing the mission, the whumper obsessed with the whumpee etc)

Open Fracture

Orthostatic hypotension (low blood pressure when standing)

Osteogenesis Imperfecta (brittle bone disease)

Outnumbered

Overdose

Overworked

Oxygen Deprivation

Oxygen Mask

Packing a wound

Panic attacks

Paralysis (this could be temporary or permanent)

Paranoia

Parent caring for sick child

Parkinson's

Passing out from pain

Passing out in arms

Permanent injuries that affect them long term

Phantom pain

Phobias (could lead to character stumbling and hurting themselves in an attempt to escape their fear)

Photographs/Polaroids ( Especially if they're of the kidnapped whumpee)

Physical Therapy

Piercing ripped out

Pinched nerve

Pinned Down/To The Wall

Plague

PMS

Pneumonia

Pneumothorax

Poisoning

Polio

Possession/possession recovery

Post-exertional malaise

Post-ictal confusion/any other symptoms (after a seizure)

POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome)

Power Fatigue

Praise (especially if it's from the whumper)

Pregnancy (morning sickness, self-conscious, hot flushes, tired and sleepy, general malaise, swollen feet, weird cravings...)

Presumed dead

Prisoner Exchange

Protecting friend from the whumpees own team (bonus points if doing it while injured)

Psychological Torture

Psychological Whump

Psychosis

PTSD

Pulled Muscles

Puncture Wounds

Q-Fever

TAG LIST: Thank you very much to the following people for submitting ideas! (I apologise if some tags did not work, I'm not sure why tumblrs not letting me tag you!)

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neteyamssyulang · 7 months

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Knife kink

Day 10

Pairing: Neteyam aged up x Fem tawtute reader

Summary: Being mated to Neteyam was amazing, he was a wonderful mate to you. The problem though was his ruts, anytime they were near he left without telling you leaving you with his family. So this particular one you decided to seek him out.

Warnings: Neteyam in rut should be a warning😭, Mentions of blood, P in V, Forced knotting/Creampie, Marking.

Word count: 802

Translation(s): Syulang -> Flower, Tawtute -> Human

A/N: Considering I have this kink it was fun to write. This could’ve been better I apologize if it’s bad especially the ending🥲

Tags: @teyamsatan @pandoraslxna

You knew he was out of control when his rut came, he’s warned you multiple times and yet you ignore all of as you wander deeper into the forest calling out your mates name.

“Neteyam?” “Neteyam where are you?” You call out searching for him. Your ears suddenly perk up hearing soft whimpers coming from behind a bush. Carefully trying to not make any noise you walk towards it moving it aside and gasp silently.

Neteyam is there leaning back against a boulder, his tewng pulled to the side while stroking his thick shaft coaxing out whimpers and moans, ears flattened against his head and his eyes squeezed shut.

As much as you want to stay you go to leave but accidentally step on a twig making noise and as you look back towards Neteyam he’s looking directly at you. His eyes normally golden are dark and filled with lust, slowly he crept over towards you with a devilish smirk on his face.

Quickly you stumble out of the bushes and start running back to the village but you don’t get far before your tackled to the ground with your wrists held tightly behind your back.

“And where do you think your going little one?” He says huskily ripping your loincloth from your body and plunges himself deeply into you causing you to scream.

“N-Neteyam please stop!” You whine and try to get out of his grasp but he only tightens his grip on you and pounds harder into you groaning.

“Nah take it bitch! Take it like the good little slut you are” he lets go of your wrists and moves one of his hands down underneath you grabbing your throat squeezing it while the other grips your hip.

You whimper trying to crawl away, that just made him angrier and he rearranged himself so he slams against your sweet spot with every thrust.

Not being able to hold back anymore you moan digging your nails into the forest floor.

“Attagirl beautiful, just let go” he coos pumping harder inside you. You swear you can feel his mushroomy tip kissing your cervix with each thrust he delivers harshly.

“Nete- I... oh eywa!” You scream out your mates name as you cum on his cock. He groans feeling your walls flutter around him clenching tightly.

“My sweet syulang... did I say you could cum?” He tsks suddenly pulls out slapping your ass hard causing you to yelp in pain.

“N..no I’m sorry Teyam” you whimper as he stands up pulling you up by your hair. Neteyam turns you so your facing him before pushing your back up against a tree.

“No.. No your not” he pauses before continuing “But you will be”. As those words leave his mouth you gulp.

He then grabs his knife unsheathing it with one hand and slowly presses it against your neck making your eyes widen.

“N-neteyam.. what are you doing” you say as tears start rolling down your cheeks.

Without warning he slams back inside you while still pressing the knife against your throat.

“Eywa you feel amazing baby...” he moans pressing his forehead against yours. The sound of flesh slapping against eachother and whimpers fill the area.

You try to speak but all that comes out is pathetic mewls while your nails dig into his shoulders making him hiss.

“Does my little tawtute like this?” He smirks now rolling his hips up directly into your sweet spot causing you to scream and clench around him.

“P-please Ma’Teyam..” you plead with your mate to let you cum but it falls on deaf ears. “Please what baby?, use your words.”

“Please daddy, can I cum?” You mumble but loud enough so he can hear. Neteyam grins nodding picking up his pace frantically “Cum princess”.

‘Oh!- oh..Neteyamm!” Your legs lock around his waist as you release on him, your juices coating his lower abdomen.

He groans at the sight feeling himself getting closer to his release. Removing the knife from your neck he watches small drops of blood fall from the wound.

“So beautiful..” you feel him lick your wound cleaning the blood off making you groan.

You could feel his fat veiny knot prodding at your hole begging to be let inside. “Ma’Teyam you..you can’t knot me, your too big..”

"Shut up and take this knot!" He growls in your ear disposing of the knife somewhere off to side before forcing his knot into your tight hole cumming inside you while his fangs sink into your neck making you scream.

A few minutes pass before he unlatches from your neck admiring the mark he left, he then carefully rolls you both over so your laying on top of him.

The both of you just lay there as his knot won't go down for atleast another two hours, but that's ok. You got to help your mate, that's all that matters.

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juyuppang · 2 months

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I’LL SAVE YOU ૮ ․ ․ ྀིა | p.sh

pairing: park sunghoon x f! reader

genre: non idol au! childhood friends to to implied lovers! reunited after a long time type of scenario!

synopsis: when y/n gets unexpectedly saved by one of the country’s national treasures in the most popular live annual dating show

word count: 1.9k words

warnings: none

author’s note: hi hello! this is my first short written on here, please bear with me!! i wrote aus & short stories before but never published them on tumblr, enjoy :)

ps. this is loosely based off of a scene from the thai drama called ready set love. i have been hooked on that show ever since i finished it. who knows maybe i’ll turn this into a fic with multiple chapters, we will see!!

Y/N sat in the yellow chair, facing the large mirror in front of her.

She glanced at the wooden box hooked onto the mirror, peeking inside to find a pair of earbuds. Y/N grabbed the earbuds and took in a deep breath, unsure of what to say once the “lucky” guy walked in through the other side of the room.

Y/N was at her limit to say the least. She, in just one day, already embarrassed herself in front of one of the men participants, get a call from her aunt saying her younger sister was in the emergency room, and almost lose the last round in the first game.

Out of pure luck, Y/N and other contestants were given a chance to go to the second round. She needed to try her best in order to secure a spot- after all if the guy who chooses her does not save her, she is doomed.

It did not help that this entire game show Y/N was competing in was broadcasted on national television. Everyone, as in everyone in the entire country, was watching the show at the present time.

After the country faced a deadly pandemic in the 1970s, the men population started to decline rapidly. The pandemic seemed to only affect the men population while the women population withheld the illness and later deemed themselves immune.

The amount of men started to become scarce, leaving them to become “national treasures” of the country. With women barely giving birth to a baby boy and the numbers growing worse, men were then placed inside a private area called “The House”.

Men were never allowed to see the world outside “The House” and stay within the walls. With only 200 men remaining in the past 10 years, the government and the elite decided to create the annual game show called Ready Set Love.

Every year, 50 contestants are chosen to woo over the 5 most popular men of the “House”. Through each round, contestants are asked to play games whether it be through a team or alone. After each round, there can be only one winning team and whoever loses will be sent home immediately.

This year was different for the game show; the rules were changed in order to make things more “fair” and for everyone to have a chance to participate.

10 lucky participants who were not of the elite class were given a chance to win a spot on the game show as a contestant. Usually, chosen contestants would be those who were born into a rich family or have a high status within the country. But now, 10 lucky women were able to have the chance to try and also win.

And that’s exactly what happened to Y/N. With her younger sister buying at least 10+ cartons of milk every week at the convenience store, she got lucky and was able to secure her sister the 50th spot as a contestant.

Y/N, to say the least, was hesitant. She thought to just decline the offer and just ignore the results of the lottery. Except, the cash prize was huge. Bigger than she’d ever imagine. And that money can be used to help pay for her sister’s medical bills and expenses.

Now, Y/N is nervously sitting in her chair, waiting for someone to walk in. She bit her nails a little, feeling nervous about the outcome.

All she wanted was just to win, grab the cash prize, and nurse her sister back to health.

It was at least 20 minutes since Y/N sat in her chair. So far no one showed up, leaving her to walk around in circles in the room, scared.

What if the guy she needed to woo in just 5 minutes will never show up?

“Does Y/N not know there’s multiple rounds of this minigame?” One of the announcers raised her eyebrow, looking at the screen. “Seems like she’ll be chosen in the last round.”

The current mini game consisted of the 5 men picking a random room to walk into. The chosen participant would sit on the other side, waiting to start a conversation with them. The pair has 5 minutes to interact as the contestant needs to woo the man. If the man thinks that the contestant is fit to move into the next round, he will then do a little dance in front of the mirror and say, “I save you.”

“I guess not, but look who’s about to walk in!” said the other announcer, pointing towards the right corner of the room.

Sunghoon opened the door, walking straight into the right side of the room. Closing the door quietly behind him, he walked towards the wooden box and grabbed the pair of earbuds, stretching his arms a little.

He snickered to himself, already over with this mini game, ready to go home.

The first 2 rounds of the mini game was an automatic fail.

The first girl he chose pretended to be someone she was not. He could sense she only wanted to fit his needs and not put herself first in certain situations, and Sunghoon did not like that.

The second girl just giggled uncontrollably and ended up passing out. Sunghoon was confused and just hoped she was okay. She must have been a bit too excited, he thought to himself.

Y/N saw the mystery man take a seat on the other side, bewildered by his sudden entrance. She then took a seat, fixing her hair and her posture. As she settled down on her chair, she realized who was right in front of her.

“Your 5 Minutes start now, good look girls.” The intercom through the room spoke.

As the intercom was turned off and the 5 minutes started, Y/N snapped her fingers and pointed towards the mirror, “Oh, it’s-”

“It's you again?” Sunghoon grunted. He leaned back into his chair, rubbing his chin. “Are you stalking me or something?”

“Hey, you picked this room, okay? Did I ask you to pick this room?” Y/N said in annoyance, fed up with Sunghoon’s question.

Sunghoon reached into the pocket of his jacket and brought out his phone. He put an image on the middle of the mirror and pointed towards it. “Do you know what that is?”

On the mirror, a picture of a figure was placed in the middle. Y/N sighed, “It’s a person.”

Sunghoon then pulled up another image from his phone and asked another question. “About this?”

“It’s also a person.” Y/N replied, unaware of the point Sunghoon was trying to make.

Sunghoon put his phone away, shocked by Y/N’s responses.

“You see that the first image is the symbol for men, the second is for women. You walked into the men’s restroom earlier.”

Y/N gulped. She blinked her eyes rapidly, feeling even more embarrassed than the first time she ran into Sunghoon.

“Where I live we don’t have those signs. I apologize again and I’m not a stalker.”

The silence deafened between the both.

Sunghoon crossed his arms, not batting an eye towards Y/N.

He already knew what to do at the end of the 5 minutes: he was already ready to tell her she would leave and not get through this round.

Y/N was stumped. She already messed up the first time and what more now?

“Sunghoon, listen, I need to win.”

“Okay and? Doesn’t everyone?” Sunghoon replied. He glanced towards the other side of the room, looking at Y/N.

“I need to get into “The House”, it’s the only way I can survive right now.”

“Listen to me,” Sunghoon leaned in a little, shaking his head. “You don’t want that, trust me.”

Sunghoon hated to admit to himself but he envied the women who lived in the outside world. He wanted to know how it felt like to actually be outside and not held in captivity. If only the contestants knew how lonely it was within those metal walls.

Y/N bit her lip, holding back her tears and raised her voice. “You don’t know how privileged you are. You don’t know how life is for me right now. You don’t know.”

Sunghoon stayed silent. He was unsure of what to say. He never saw someone cry in front of him, let alone a girl. A girl pleading for him to help her.

Y/N wiped a tear off her face and looked up to Sunghoon. “I’ll just leave. I already know your answer if that’s the case.”

Removing her pink sash with the number 50 decorated on it, Y/N sniffled a little. She looked at it in despair, setting it down on the chair.

Sunghoon looked at her, in silence. As Y/N removed the sash, a black thread necklace was brought out from beneath her shirt, noticeable.

Taken aback, Sunghoon looked at the necklace that adorned half an emblem on it. He blinked his eyes rapidly, shocked by what he was seeing.

It couldn’t be.

Y/N was the young girl he’s been looking for ever since the government officials found him and captured him. She was the one who saved him for a bit, hiding him in her secret hideout away from the city when they were kids.

She was the girl who might be able to save him from his destined faith.

“Y/N wait,” Sunghoon stood up.

Y/N ignored Sunghoon’s request, removing her airbuds and placing them back into the wooden box.

Sunghoon walked towards the door and ran towards the middle of the game room. He walked straight into Y/N’s side of the room.

Opening the door, Y/N looked at him in confusion.

“Sunghoon-”

“The 5 minutes is now over, please give your answer.” The intercom spoke.

Sunghoon let out a little cough, regretting what he was about to do. He did the little dance, feeling like his life was already crumbling before his eyes. He swore he never was going to give any of these contestants a chance but now Y/N was the lucky one in his eyes.

After Sunghoon finished his little dance, he pointed towards Y/N and gulped. “I save you.”

Y/N looked to him in confusion. She stood there quietly, shocked by Sunghoon’s actions. She thought he was going to let her lose but why? Why did he let her go through to the next round?

“Sunghoon, what is the meaning of this?” Y/N asked.

“Don’t question it. But please Y/N, try and win.” Sunghoon walked closer to Y/N and spoke softly. “You’re my only hope of getting out of here.”

Y/N looked up to Sunghoon as his facial expression became soft and calm. It was as if the person who he was just now, left, vacant in his spot,

The two stood there face to face, basking in each other’s presence. Y/N thought about her own reasons to why she was there. She nodded her head, in response to Sunghoon’s words.

It was only then the intercom would then announce for the contestants to go back to the main room and for the 5 men to go back into their waiting room.

As Y/N parted ways with Sunghoon, she was curious to why he had a sudden change of heart. It made her question if this game show had a deeper meaning to it, deeper than just trying to woo a man and win a date with him each round.

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Take Turns | Ot8 Ateez

「Synopsis」 : Part 2 of Whose First. Where you finally get to see who you picked to have first...

「Word count」 : 5.4k

-> Genre: Smut, Mafia Au, Poly Au

Paring: Ot8 Ateez x Fem!Reader

[Warnings] : Wall sex, mentions of blood, lots of pet names. Penetrated sex, unprotected sex [Don't do this!] Daddy kink. Multiple orgasms, heavy subspace. Some trauma issues. The reader is secretly a simp for the boys. Soft Dom Hongjoong. Rough Seonghwa. Monster cock, Mingi and Yunho. Sir Kink. Double penetration. Anal A lot of dirty talk. [Mingi and Yunho got a real filthy mouth] squirting. Cumming inside [don't do that] Aftercare. Wooyoung is a cheeky thing. Oral [M Receiving]. Wooyoung might be slightly high but who's asking. [HEHE] Spanking, cum eating, jerking off. Threesomes [Obviously] description of cum and bodily fluids. Spit play [Sorry not sorry]. Reader calls sex playtime. Dom and Sub dynamic. Squirting, shower sex, nipple play, fingering, hickeys, Some MxM, choking [I'm not even sorry for that] name calling [Slut, oop] lazy make out, cock warming cause I'm a sucker for it. And if I missed something let me know, other than that enjoy my Darlings!!

Notes: IT'S FINALLY HERE! Weeks working on this and I can finally say I'm ready. I worked super hard on this to try and make all the suggestions I got fit! This is the most filthiest thing I've ever written so god look away. Enjoy! ♡ ALSO ITS 3AM AND I HAVEN'T PROF READ IT SO IF THERE IS ANY MISTAKES IGNORE THEM! Thank you...

Tears stained your red hot cheeks. Your nails digging into the back of your lover as yours was pressed against one of the cold walls in the meeting room. His cock so deep inside you, you couldn't hear anything else other then the slapping sounds of skin and his groans ringing in your ears.

"Seong!!" You moaned his name, drawing blood from your nails. His thrusts getting sloppy as he chased his high. Your head was so fuzzy and light, it left like you floating.

"Come on Bunny make a mess on my cock." He bites your earlobe making you squeal, tightening around him before coming undone. He removed you from the wall, still inside of you as he walked over to the large, long table. Placing you down on the cold wood, he thrusted in an inhuman speed finally finishing himself off inside you. The others watching intensely as Seonghwa's cum leaked out of you, dripping onto the floor. You layed panting with half lids.

"Our turn." You faintly hear a deep voice come closer towards you before another higher pitch on chuckling. "Don't break her before we get our turn."

You knew it was Wooyoung whining and as a large hand rubbed your calf's with so much care you knew the deep voice had to belong to Mingi. His hands moved up your body before holding the back of your neck, lifting your frame up.

"Hey Little one." He kissed your forehead nuzzling his nose in your hair, holding you close for a moment. "Colour." He always asks this, even if you could be having the time of your life in these situations. He seems to need to know the colour more than you.

"Green Sir. Green" You whisper, wrapping your hands around his bare waist, hugging him. You suddenly felt another pair of hands snake their way on your thighs from behind Mingi. You look up to see beautiful eyes that belonged to Yunho.

"Who you want in the front this time Tiny." And just like Mingi always asking about a colour, Yunho also seemed to ask this question, well after all it's their favourite position to do with you. You were unsure who to pick, mind still hazy. All you wanted was them, not caring about the details.

"I-I don't know...I want both of you." You small whimpers caught Hongjoong's attention. Normally in a group activity you are very much aware of yourself and what's around you. But for some reason tonight you fell into your sub space. Something you never do. The only time you are in sub space is with Seonghwa and Hongjoong. None of the others ever having that effect on you.

"Hey Angel. Where are we?" Hongjoong tugged Yunho by his dress shirt slightly, making both of the boys move out of the was for him. It's not that the others didn't know about your subbiness towards the two eldest but this was a new experience for all of you, so Hongjoong wanted to make sure you were absolutely okay first.

"We are..I...I don't know." What Hongjoong feared was happening. You were definitely not use to being in your space while outside the bedroom. He briefly explained to the others you can become like this in the past but seeing it happen, it was a new experience. "You are in Daddy's meeting room and you are going to play with your Sir's. Are you okay with that angel?"

"Yes... Please." You gave him the biggest doe eye your could muster tugging on his shirt with desperation. Hongjoong just giggled at your expression, moving away for the two giants to sandwich your body between them.

"Looks like I'll be in front tonight little one. Now hold on tight." Yunho and Mingi took it upon themselves to decide what the position was going to be. Yunho gripping the under of your thighs to hold you up in the air from behind while Mingi slotted himself in between your open legs. Your hands tangled in Mingi hair, pulling his body closer to yours. Your whimper echoed in the room as your tummy tingled in anticipation. You felt Yunho and Mingi's cocks slide along your lower half, making you moan out a strangled 'P-Please' over and over. A cold sensation lapped around your ass, making your shiver before some of it cold liquid slipped inside. You whimpered at the uncomfortable feeling but as time goes on the slight pain turned into pleasure.

"You are good for us Tiny. So beautiful, so―" Yunho slipped in your tight ass, feeling you squeeze him immediately. Mingi sank deep inside your pussy almost straight after, making your brain short circuit at the overwhelming feeling. They took a moment for you to get use to them but when your hips started to rut, they got the non-verbal response to go.

"Fuck you're so tight. Such a good baby for letting your Sir's stuff you full." Mingi growls holding your hips while Yunho keeps his strong grip on your under-thighs, making you completely rely on them keeping you up in the air.

"You like being fucked in front of everyone? Hmm? Want everyone to see how to take us so well?" Yunho's words making you choke out a wet whimper. You couldn't form any response with than cries and moans for them do not stop, which they were definitely not going to do. The tingle grew, and a tightness rumbled in your chest. You wanted, no, needed to cum and the pleading hooded eyes you gave Mingi and the way you squeezed them made then both know you were close. The two pick up the pace, chasing their own highs as well.

"S-Sir...So f-full aargh." You cry, leaning back into Yunho's chest, leaning on his shoulder so your mouth could latch onto his hot skin, biting a harsh mark on his neck. "Oh, mmy f-f―" your whimpers pool out through your clamped teeth. With one hard thrust from both males, you feel the knot in you stomach unwind and break, liquid rushing out of you. The boys both came along side you, slowing their thrusts until the high slowed down.

You cringed slightly at the feeling of them pulling out. Your body becoming overwhelmed with sensations and your mind still hazed with glossed over eyes. You felt Yunho's hands let go of your inner thighs as Mingi's hand that held your hip, moved to hold you up but your legs still dangle. He slowly lets your feet touch the cold floor, making you hum at the cooling sensation. You try to stand but your legs have become the same texture of jello, wobbling as you fell towards Mingi's broad chest. He just chuckled, slowly helping you walk toward your devilish boyfriend that sits with his legs spread on one of the big meeting chairs.

"Come here Princess. Rest for a little on my lap." San's words made you feel warm and fuzzy. Taking perch on his lap, draping your legs on either side of his. San's hand traced random shapes in your back as you breath slowly through your mouth. One thing you obsesses over when it comes to your lovers is San's ability to always give such soothing comfort and aftercare. Even if he wasn't the one to have sex with you, he would always cuddle and make sure you were okay. It wasn't that the others didn't provide aftercare, don't get them wrong, they love the idea of cuddles and check ups. But San likes to hog the affection.

"Here, drink this baby." He hands you a bottle of water that Seonghwa had went and fetched. Mingi and Yunho are now no where to be scene, most likely gone upstairs to shower and have some more fun with one another since those two are known for being able to go longer than one round. You swear they have the stamina of super soldiers. As you drank the water you finally took in your surroundings, noting you were in the meeting room. Your gloss and haze fading, feeling the cool air create goosebumps on your bare skin. You see Wooyoung sitting on the table next to you and San with a sly smirk on his lips. Yeosang and Jongho are across the room, looking at something front of them, most likely paper work while they wait for their turn. Hongjoong and Seonghwa were also next to them, fully dressed as if Hwa wasn't pounding you moments ago.

"Sannie, Woo." You felt you brain finally clear, breathing fresh air for the first time for the night.

"Hey there, Princess. Welcome to the party." His smirk paints his face perfectly, making the tingle in your tummy erupt again. "Wanna play?" He asks you softly, even if he and Woo are desperate to feel you and became hot from the show Mingi and Yunho put on. They would never do something you didn't want to do. You nodded in response making Wooyoung jump off the table in excitement.

"This calls for the carpet." Wooyoung walked over to the large door that connected the meeting room to a small room, lounging area. The room was originally Hongjoong's office but it's now just sits empty, with left over furniture and filing cabinets. And a soft fluffy black carpet that sits in the middle of the room. San carried you in his arms as you watch Wooyoung strip his jacket, tie and blouse while he walked. The others caught notice of what the two had planned, Yeosang whispering something to Hongjoong with a smirk but you were unable to hear it.

"Come on Doll, let's fun some fun." Wooyoung giggled falling onto the soft carpet, rubbing it through his fingers, his sensitivity enjoying the texture. San places you down next to Wooyoung before starting to strip himself. Wooyoung took this time to grab your waist, pulling you on top of him so he could lock his lips on yours. You straddle his bare hips, grinding down on his cock while his tongue slips inside your mouth. He has to gasp within the kiss as he speaks, "Have I ever told you, you taste like fresh strawberries, like all the time."

His words made you giggle, not knowing about this little detail about yourself in Wooyoung's point of you. Before you could even think about responding though, two hands snake around your waist, pulling the top half of your body up to a sitting position as another pair of lips slot on you.

"Sharing―Kiss―Is―Kiss―Caring"

"Awee Come one Sannie, don't hog." Wooyoung bucks his hips up, grinding up against your core making you gasp through San's hot and heavy kiss. Wooyoung let his tip slip against your hole, trying his best to sink inside but unless you sat up it was useless. So he whined, high pitched and needy.

"Come on Princess, ride Wooyoung's cock would you. He seems so eager to feel you." You give San one more peak before you rotated around so you sat backwards on Wooyoung and your back was on display for him. His finger tips glide along your spine before landing a smack on your ass. You lean forward towards San that now sat himself in front of you and Wooyoung. Your position finally gave Wooyoung what he needs. Finally feeling you around him. God he swears if he wasn't mentally wanting to see what you would do, he would of came right the moment he felt your soft velvet walls around his cock.

"Fuck." He swears, letting his hands fall back to the carpet, clinging to it as he watches you with half open eye lids, sink up and down on him. Your pace made him squirm, moving his hips along with your own. You couldn't help but moan leaning on your hands to keep yourself up. San tucks a piece of hair behind your ear watching you with amusement. Your mouth hung opened, staring at him with glossed eyes. He could tell you were waiting for him to give you the word, the green light to help him, but man did he enjoy watching you look desperate for him. Desperate to please.

"Well go ahead Princess. Takes what's yours." He spread his legs wider for you, letting his cock lean against his abs. You took a hold of his shaft in seconds, mouth meeting with his tip. He had to fight the urge to thrust into your mouth, instead he grabbed a fist full of your hair to make a makeshift ponytail. You breathed heavily through your nose, trying to concentrate on riding Wooyoung but being so full from both ends made it near impossible.

"Fuck, argh. Fuck. Please I'm aargh." Wooyoung become a whimpering mess, getting closer and closer to his release. San lent his head back, gasping for air, starting to thrust into your mouth making your gag. Spit drooling, eyes watering, and heavy panting. All three of you drew closer to your highs, pace picking up harsher and faster. Wooyoung was the first to cum, spilling into your tight hole, while you came with him. Your release mixing together. San pulled out of your mouth jerking himself off in front of you getting ready with your beautiful tongue as you flatten it out for him to cum in your mouth. Some spilling on your chin and chest. Your legs and arms gave out, falling flat on the plush carpet, feeling your body begin to shut down. You have lost count on how many orgasms you've experienced but your thoughts did wonder if all your lovers have mentally decided to go for a new record or not.

"God you are always so messy San." You hear a faint deep voice, feeling a cool hand run up your back making your shiver. "You think you'd at least clean up." He chuckles, squatting down to lift some of your hair out of your face. Your hazy eyes pull open to look up at your lover, Jongho. His smirk was wide and sadistic."Or you could just aim properly." You knew he was referencing the way San was messy with his orgasm, dripping it down your chin and chest. Jongho's fingers ran along your face, picking up some of the cum, before pressing them against your lips. "Suck." His deep velvet voice makes you clench around nothing, placing your lips around his thick fingers. You could taste San mixing on your tongue making your whimper for more, even though some may ways you've had more than enough. But then again you could never be satisfied, always needing one of them. To hold you, kiss you, touch you. Fuck you.

"God she just keeps going." Yeosang chuckled taking a seat down on the couch next to San, in front of where you now sat on your knees for Jongho. Your stare at Yeosang with doe eyes, wanting to know what they might have planned for you. Jongho pulled his fingers out, your saliva still connected from tip to tongue. He couldn't help but groan watching the saliva drip down your face, gripping your chin with enough strength that he could pull your face right up to his.

"Open up Honey. Let me have my fun." He dark voice sent tingles down your spine. Opening your mouth wide, flattening your tongue out for him. He chuckles spitting straight into your mouth making your shiver with a whine. He tilted his head licking his lips. He knew you were waiting for his command, for his word. But he needed to watch you wiggle in anticipation first. "Swallow." And so you did, closing your mouth.

"See San, you can still have fun without having to be so messy."

"Yeah, Yeah, you've proven your point." San groaned finally standing up to button his pants. "But..." He pulled your body up, so you are standing on your wobbly legs. "I know our baby likes it messy sometimes." He gave your one last peck before carefully throwing you onto Yeosang, legs falling on each side of his thighs.

"Well Hello there Darling." Yeosang kisses your cheek, rubbing your back softly. "Care to take me for a spin?" You gave him a small nod, kissing his neck while grinding yourself on his covered crotch. He hands gripped your hips, helping your small movements. The others around you watched carefully as they see how desperate you are with Yeosang. Hongjoong had to chuckle thinking about how this might be the first time you'll be able to take all of them in one night without resting. Normally in events that one of the boys are horny, they would either have one of their lovers to help or tease you into having some imitate time with them. You've tried to take them all in one night before, having gone over rules about safe words and even though you never had to use the said safe word. You have asked to stop 'play time' given it has gotten a little too much. But tonight you seemed determined.

"Y-Yeo." You choked humping his covered leg. Yeosang brushed over the thought of teasing you, but given you've been so good tonight he unbuckled his pants swiftly.

"You are such a good baby. My Darling. My love." He pulled his cock out tugging himself while staring deep into our eyes. He held your hips up, so he could angle himself at your entrance. He didn't even get to ask if you were ready before you sank down on him hard. His air escaped out of his lungs, moaning your name aloud. His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you flushed against his chest. The fabric of suit scratched against your skin making a burning sensation erupt on the surface. But you couldn't care less at the uncomfortable feeling, sensing your body going into over drive at Yeosang's cock pumping in and out at an monstrous pace.

"YEOSANG!!!" You couldn't help my claw at his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair. He was hitting the right stops at the right time.

"Come on Darling, be a good baby and cum. Put a show on for all of us." And it was like Yeosang's word were exactly what you needed as you high snapped, making you cry out. But something was different this time.

"Fuck well look at that." You could hear Jongho's voice faintly through the fuzzy buzzing in your ears. "She fucking squirted."

"Good Job Darling." Yeosang whispers in your ears, kissing along your temple. Your juices soaked Yeosang's work suit but he couldn't care less, he is more impressed that he was the one to get you to squirt tonight. Since it was usually Yunho or Seonghwa that had that magic touch on you.

"I think Hwa and Yun have some competition." Hongjoong chuckles, picking up a stray hair that fell in front of your face before tucking it behind your ear. You smiled weakly at him, content with just laying on Yeosang for a moment. But that moment fell short as Jongho comes to snake his arms around your waist pulling you up to stand on your almost useless legs. They wobble as you tried your best to stand, but without Jongho's board shoulder you would most certainly fall.

"Come on let's go upstairs. I think a hot shower will make you feel better." His voice was soft unlike how he spoke prior.

"But wh-what about you..." You look at him with doe eyes before looking over at Hongjoong "or you?" You felt guilt bubble inside, you were determined to have all of them but they are the ones now saying no? Did you do something wrong? Before your mind could begin to over think Joong stepped forward rubbing his palm on your cheek.

"Oh don't worry Angel, we have something special planned."

And just like that, you were being carried upstairs in Jongho's arms. He placed you so carefully on the bathroom counter as he gave you one last lingering but passionate kiss before walking for the door. You called for him to ask why he was going to leave, but all you got in return was a small smile with a wink before he retreats outside. The sound of the shower caught your attention, making you look over to see Hongjoong running his hands under the water, testing the temperature.

"You ready to hop in my love?" His voice was barely under a whisper, only just being able to hear him over the shower. You nodded grabbing his hand so you could carefully get off the counter. He leads you into the shower, letting your back hit the warm water. His eyes never left yours, watching you slowly relax, the knots in your body finally unwind. He had no intention in doing anything mischievous, well not right now anyways. He wanted to just be with you, hold you. Wash the day away and make sure you were safe. Their lives were filled with brutality and violence, so coming home to see you so ready to please them, and love them even if they had so much blood on their hands. All the boys loved you so much, and wanted nothing but to worship the ground you walked on. All they wanted to do was―

"What are you thinking about my love?" You voice woke him from his trance, his hand suddenly stopping from brushing your soft skin. The soap running down your flesh, washing off to the drain. He looked down to you, seeing you smile. Your eyes sparkling. God, he was so in love. Hongjoong didn't answer you straight away, instead he kissed you, softly, slowly first.

"I was thinking about how beautiful you are. How you did amazing tonight." He gave you another small kiss, "How you are always trying to look after us when we should be the ones to look after you." and another quick kiss. "How, no matter how bad any of our days get, you are always there to make us feel better."

He finally gave you a long, deep, passionate kiss. Pulling your body flush against his own as his hands snaked to grip your bare ass. You moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. You had to try not slip and luckily Hongjoong caught onto your worry, grabbing a hold of your waist and slowly moving you towards the shower wall. He trails his mouth down your wet neck, brushing some of your hair away so he could lap over the past wounds his other lovers had inflicted on you. He sucked over the purple mark, making them a harsher redish colour.

"You did so well today Angel. But I got one last surprise for you, if you are up for it." His voice tickles your ear lob as his hand ran down your tummy until it lays right above where you want him.

"Yes Joongie. Please. I want it." You plea made him chuckle, whistling a quick tune, suddenly making you confused. But then you heard the lock of the door click, it made you aware you were no longer alone with Hongjoong.

"Is there room for one more?" Seonghwa's mellow voice cooed above the sound of the shower making your heart rate pick up. Even though you have been naked in front of Seong before, his stare always made you feel so exposed every time he looked at you. His smirk painted his face beautifully as he entered the large shower behind Hongjoong. He gave his lover a peck on the shoulder, neck, jaw and finally his lips. You grew hot watching your lovers kiss each other, rubbing your thighs together. Seonghwa took notice, chuckling in the kiss making Hongjoong breakaway.

"I think our baby wants to join in." Hongjoong laughed staring you up and down.

"Bunny just wants what hers." He switched places with Hongjoong, retching for your waist, to situate himself next to you. His charming gaze could make anyone weak in the knees and as he kept his eyes locked on yours, you swore your legs would buckle at any moment. He ran his finger along your clit, making you gasp. You didn't even notice Seonghwa's hands, being too focused on his eyes instead. He placed slow pressure on your bud making you gulp with light pants. You rolled your hips against his hand, quickly losing yourself in pleasure.

"That's it Bunny, So good for Daddy." He replaced his fingers with the tip of his dick, rubbing along your slit, you closed your eyes leaving your mouth agape. You whimpered please over and over, again and again. But he wouldn't let you have what you needed.

"Oh as much as I would love to feel this pussy again. I think Joongie needs a taste." He pulled you off the wall, rotating you around so you are in between him and Hongjoong. Your back hit Seong's bare chest, his breath pooling on your neck. "Wouldn't you agree Bunny? You want daddy to fill you up with his cock?" You stare at Hongjoong with pleading eyes, nodding before whimpering;

"Yes, please. Please." Seonghwa's hands snaked down your waist, and hips, moving slowly towards your thighs. He taps the flesh making you understand the silent command. First lifting up your left leg, then pushing up to place the other in Seonghwa's tight hold, he held them spread in the air for Hongjoong to have the best view of you.

"Fuck look what we have here." Hongjoong's chuckle makes your skin crawl in the best way possible, you lean against Hwa's shoulder, your breath tickling his neck. His fingers dig into the soft fat of your thigh, letting Hongjoong slip between them. Joong, wasted no time to line himself up with your entrance, thrusting into you with one deep, swift movement.

"D-daddy." You moan at the sensation, biting Seonghwa's neck to stop yourself from making so much noise as the bathroom tends to echo the sound of your voice. Hongjoong's hand landed on the wall, either side of you and Hwa, sinking inside of your dripping mess with such speed it almost winded you.

Hwa just relaxed himself, enjoying the show he was witnessing. Dropping one your legs, Hongjoong takes it from him without worry, continuing his assault with no thought of stopping. Seong's hand glided up your body, stopping at your chest to play with your nipples for a little bit before he placed his palm securely around your throat.

"You're so good for us baby. Such a slut for us." He squeezes, drawing your breathing short. The fuzziness went straight to your brain as you felt like you were on cloud nine. Hongjoong's hips snapped, buckling slightly. You both knew he was close, and Hwa was determined to get you to come before his other lover.

"Baby, be a dear and hold our Bunny's other leg for me." Hongjoong listened instantly, switching the wall for your thigh. Seonghwa had now both free hands, keeping his left hand on your throat he drew his right to your clit, moving in fast circular motions making you scream what little air you had in your lungs left.

You came so hard that you felt like you could have fallen from your mini spasm if it wasn't for the two men holding you still. You left Hongjoong's load, painting your insides, spilling out while he pulled away. Your mind was so hazy you could barely hear the two praise you, knowing they were from their soft kissing. You all washed off, Seonghwa helping you out of the shower onto the soft bathmat. He dressed you into some underwear, and a large shirt. But the cologne on the shirt wasn't Hongjoong or Seonghwa's, it was—

"Come of bunny, let's get you to bed." You gave Hongjoong one last kiss to Joong before Seonghwa walked you to a bedroom. Not your bedroom though, it was Jongho's room to be exact.

"Good night my love." Seonghwa pecks your cheek, leaving you in front of the cracked open door. You opened the door fully seeing a sleepy-looking Jongho in only boxers. His smile was still painted on his face even though his eyes showed exhaustion.

"Hey, honey."

"Bear..." You didn't even say hello to him, instead, you closed the door and walked over to the bed, falling on top of of the soft comforter. He hummed at your actions sensing the ache of sleep taking over your body. So, he gripped at the covers pulling them down so you both can get under. You faced him, watching him with stalker-ish eyes, as he switched off all the lights and lamps, except for one that resided on your bedside table. He knew you didn't like the dark, and always requested to leave at least one lamp on which he would gladly do every time.

"You comfy there baby?" He had to chuckle lightly, seeing you so soft and comfortable. You wiggled into the plush black and sage green blankets, making his point proven. He joined you laying down so his face was inches from yours―your nose just touching one another―.

"You didn't join in tonight..." You didn't mean for your words to come out so blunt, but you became curious why he hasn't asked to have his turn yet. His expression didn't change from your words though, instead, he lent closer to you, pecking your cheek, pouring his passion out with a single kiss.

"Who says I wasn't going to join in?" Your ears perked at his deep sensual voice, while his fingers rested on your hips now hooked under your underwear straps. He snaps the band sending a small amount of pleasurable pain up your spine. His lips latch on your neck, licking a strip with his hot tongue. He lifted your―well his shirt―off your body, keeping you on your side. You watch him while still under the covers, slip his boxers down his legs, letting them fall out of the bed on the nearby floor. His lips catch yours, tongue slipping inside your mouth. You couldn't help but moan into the kiss, shuffling closer to him so you're both layed chest to chest.

"Keep me warm honey. Can you do that?" His hot breath tickled your lips as he went back to kissing you without an answer. Your whimpers were enough for him to know you were more than happy to comply. Giving you one last peck on the lips and then a small kiss on your nose, you rotated to put your back against his chest. You pulled your panties off a little too eagerly but who was caring at this point? His cock hit your hot pussy, and he groaned, having to remember he couldn't just fuck you into the sheets the minute he was inside. He needed patients but it was slowly warring thin.

"You are so good. I don't deserve you. None of us do." He whispers in your ear while he slips inside, his ball hitting you as he bottoms out. "I'm going to keep you nice and stuffed while you rest my love. And then I will wake you up the best way possible." he gives your neck a few kisses before groaning out;

"I'll fuck you awake so good that you'll be begging me to stop."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" You simply giggled, eyes already heavy as your breathing slowed. The feeling of fullness sends a fuzzy and warm feeling to your gut, making you feel loved and safe next to Jongho.

"It's a promise." He whispered.

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Safe Word Ignored

Pairings: Survey Corps x Reader

Word Count: 2606

Warnings: DUB CON, NON CON

A/N: As the name suggests this excerpt will be non con so do proceed with caution or not at all.

For a softer, consensual version of this, check out my aot x safe word headcannon.

Safe word - sparrow

Eren - Eren strikes me as rather dismissive. He’s not necessarily nasty about it, but he’s also not too interested in opposing views, especially when he feels this good.

Face buried into your supple skin, Eren rocked his hips repeatedly into your warm walls, melting with each stroke he delivered. You smelled so soft and powdery - his favorite scent on you actually. He could stay like that forever, inhaling your hypnotic fragrance while your pussy squeezed him just right.

Your long nails slid down his back incessantly, stiletto shaped nails no doubt drawing blood from his tender skin. Eren was no stranger to scratches on his back, in fact he welcomed them, the marks an ego boost and a great addition to his battle scars. But these scratches signaled something else entirely, something a lot less elated.

Your strangled moans are music to his ears. But the record scratch comes in the form of the safe word, just barely audible enough for him to hear.

“Huh?”

“Sparrow.”

“Sparrow? Oh honey, no! Just hold out a little while longer for me, yeah?”

Face cradled into his fingertips, Eren swept away at your wet cheeks, pushing forward until he had reached his peak.

Do you really need the safe word? he thought to himself. It’s me. Safe words are meant for strangers or friends with benefits, testing the waters of what feels best. There’s no need for that in a committed relationship. Your partner should know exactly which buttons to press to get yours ticking and by the convulsing of your body, it’s safe to say that Eren’s found yours; yet again.

“Honey, I know what you want before you can even think it,” he boasted.

Why would he give you what you want when what he wants makes you both feel great?

Levi - Levi’s blunt can sometimes double as your mean. While you're used to his word choice, it feels very different to be on the receiving end of them.

Sweaty bodies molded into one, you couldn't tell where yours started and Levi ended. Your skin had begun to stick to the sheets and droplets of sweat gathered in dots littered around your forehead. Head sinking into the pillows, you couldn’t find the strength to raise it up if you wanted to, sad attempts to connect your lips to Levi’s long gone. Though the feeling was great, it had slowly started to take its toll, your body unable to keep up with Levi’s stamina.

“Sparrow,” is the safeword that so wearily tumbles from your lips, exhausted beyond comprehension.

“Really?” Levi questions. “I didn’t peg you for such a weak brat”

The sentence stings and you find yourself too tired to retort, tears kissing the back of your eyelids at Levi’s harsh words. While you were ready to tap out, you supposed offering your body was the least you could do in support of humanity’s strongest soldier - opting instead to lie there until he was finished; hoping that sleep would find you soon after.

Erwin - Erwin isn’t much for the long talking, therefore radio silence is all you get from him.

Thighs clamping his face firmly between your legs didn’t quite give you the reprieve you were looking for; Erwins thick muscle relentless against your clit. He works his tongue to perfection, your pussy dripping its praises in the form of soaked sheets. But it’s not enough for Erwin, its never enough for him. Ever the achiever, it takes more than shaky legs to get him to ease up, your vision darkening on multiple occasions at the sensory overload.

Teeth scraping against tender lips, you’re hesitant to mutter the safe word, but the next rush of fluids has you screaming it before you can stop.

“SPARROW, UHNNNN SPARROW. FUCK!”

Tongue reattached to your pussy, you just about passed out at the discomfort; what once felt so heavenly now feels borderline sinister. Twist and turn as you might, Erwins heavy hands pressed firmly against your thighs to hold you still, intent on eating to his heart's content.

Black dots dance around your vision, relief filling you to the brim. It doesn’t take long for the next wave to hit, knocking you unconscious as you welcome the darkness with open arms.

Connie - Connie hates the idea of you using the safe word but he hates the idea of stopping even more; so he’ll pacify you with soft words of encouragement until he’s finished.

In the heated moment of roleplay you found yourself bent over Connie’s knee, a stinging sensation left behind after each slap to your ass. Hands clamped over your lips at first stifled light giggles, excited at the persona Connie had picked up - now they stifled your groans of discomfort, eagerly waiting for your 'punishment' to be finished.

thawck

Oh that seemed to do it. The final slap to your ass had tears sliding down your cheeks quicker than you could stop them, your feet shuffling about the floor to get a good balance. But Connie’s arm tightened around your waist, another crackling smack booming throughout the room without missing a beat.

“Not you running," Connie chided. “Bad girls don’t get to avoid punishment.”

“M’sorry Con, but it’s just too much."

thawk

“Sparrow,” you squeaked, lips quivering from the tingling ache.

“Awww buttercup,” he condescendingly cooed, rubbing soft circles on your butt. “You talked all that big talk earlier and now you’re calling it quits? C’mon just five more minutes, can you at least give me that?”

Hesitantly, you nod your head, lips tucked carefully between your teeth as you stared at him through wet lashes.

The eery grin that he sends your way is indication enough that his five more minutes will last anything but; and it did. For how long you couldn’t tell, but you’d definitely be sore as hell in the days to come.

Jean - Jean can get gaslighty for sure. It's to the point where you begin to question using the safe word in the first place.

The moisture that gathered between your thighs was the cherry on top of the pride that swelled within you for making Jean feel so good. His breathy moans, his heaving chest, his fluttering eyelids - it gave you such a dynamic feeling. And apparently it did the same to Jean, his high so good he intended to chase it.

Hands buried in your hair, he used it to guide your plump lips to the very bottom of his shaft, the spongy feeling of your throat he once described as ethereal. Jean was a big boi and by all means required some prep; prep you weren’t entirely done with.

So the unexpected intrusion hits your esophagus in all the wrong ways, the feeling pushing your gag reflexes past its limit. The gurgling of your words and the spit that eases you down his dick no doubt makes for a delightful experience only it has you feeling the opposite.

Fists tightly balled, you use them to beat against his legs, hitting just hard enough to catch his attention.

“Talk to me my love, what’s the problem?” he asked, hands still bobbing your head, only a little less vigorously.

Enough time goes by to where you realise he’s not letting up, so instead you try your best to mumble out the words around his dick.

“Sp- sparr- ow,” is the best you can manage under the circumstances.

And as muffled as it came out, there’s no doubt that Jean heard you, disappointment clear in the lengthy breath he blows past his lips. You’re sure he’s annoyed, but what's the point of the safe word if you can’t use it?!

“You do love me, don't you?” he asks in between bobs. “You are mine are you not?”

Fingers gathering your hair into a ponytail he pulled it back, just enough that the head of his dick rested on the tip of your tongue, steely eyes glaring into your soft ones.

“Uhh huh,” is your mumbled response.

“Then why would you put me in such a predicament? I’m so close already my love, couldn’t you stay put a little while longer?

Wide doe eyes meet his, trepidation keeping you from uttering the word once more; his shaft wasting no time in making a home at the very back of your mouth.

It doesn’t take long for Jean to loudly sing his praises, his boisterous moans dripping from his lips the same way his precum drips down your throat.

“There ya go. Good fucking girl,” he commends. “Besides, girlfriends can't say no.”

Onyankopon - Ony can come off snarky and sarcastic to mask his irritation.

Sex with Ony typically felt hot and sexy. The pure lust and raging desire usually made for a good time. It felt like a movie scene where the couple was so eager to be with one another that it got messy - missed kisses, sloppy hair, wet lovebites, tangled limbs.

You tended to be in lights, camera, action heaven but today felt unusual. Understandably prep was a must when it came to Ony and you hadn't have much of that in the heat of the moment. It wasn't until he was fully seated inside of you that you’d realise the wetness at the center of your core simply wasn't enough.

His thick fingers delve into the softness of your flesh, dragging your hips up and down to a fierce rhythm. Eyes clamped shut you bounced until the feeling had become too much; too intense to ignore.

“Sparrow,” is what you breathlessly pant through thrusts.

“The fact that youre not my wife bothers me at least once a day,” he confessed. “But how can you be when you pull shit like this.

“Ony I-“

“Do you really want me to stop?” he taunts between languid thrusts.

Ony had slowed down considerably from the overwhelming force that he once delivered to your pussy, reaching up to swirl his tongue around the lobe of your ear. It soon lands on the sweet spot beneath it as his thumb rubs figure eights on your clit.

“Is that what you want mamas? Hmm?”

Intellect had long since left you and now all your body could focus on was the mind numbing sensation. No matter how good it felt, a break was still in order but Ony wasn’t in the mood to be convinced.

Reaching up to the shell of your ear, his lips ghosts against the tip whispering, “yeah, that’s what I thought. The ‘a’ in my name stands for always right; now gone ahead and come for me.”

Reiner - Reiner can't think of a way to justify his lust over your comfort so he’ll opt for tuning you out, physically if he has to.

The squelching of your pussy made it clear that Reiner was putting in work. Your body would happily create the moisture it needed if meant that he could drive into you at the angle that made your eyes cross over. While you normally didn’t mind helping Reiner with a little stress relief, today he'd made you feel low.

Physically you felt euphoric, but mentally you felt degraded. You felt cheap; almost like someone he threw money at to remedy his frustrations. He’d treated your body so recklessly it brought tears to your eyes; scared to blink at the off chance that you wouldn’t be able stop them from flowing. So you settled for the safe word instead.

“Sparrow,” you whispered.

Face scrunching in confusion, it was the first emotion that you were able to clock aside from the blank stare he previously offered you. His thrusts never waivered and you briefly wondered if he had heard you. Lips parting to utter the word once more, Reiner planted his hand over your mouth, grunting out his disapproval.

Shock stiffened you to a standstill, feeling only the way that his hips drove into yours. You lied there, taking every thrust and listening to every moan. Reiner continued to touch you in all the ways that brought you pleasure, and when you finally found yourself tipping over there edge, there he hovered; a twisted smile curled onto his lips.

Armin - Armin is distraught, but somehow not enough to comply. He’ll apologise profoundly while still inside you.

Armin loved having sex with you. The feeling was immense, but it was the actions that brought him the greatest satisfaction of all, like how you would wildly writhe beneath his body when you were almost to the finish line. He enjoyed seeing you reach out for him when you wanted to feel close, moan his name after he'd made you so cock drunk that it was all you could muster up the strength to repeat, cum around his dick over and over again, sink your nails deep into the flesh of his skin - Armin looked forward to it all.

Hands tugging on the clamps attached to your nipples, he admired how sexy they looked. Swollen enough to seep through the clamps, it took everything in him not to dive down and add to the excitement, his thoughts racing with ideas on how to make you feel even better. Thrilled at the possibility that your lust would trickle down at the base his dick, he just about came right then and there.

But the enjoyment wouldn’t come this time around as the clamps added a layer of pain that felt far from blissful. If anything they hurt, and combined with the tugging you figured it best to cut the night short.

“Sparrow,” is what slips from the confines of your throat.

Ashamed is the emotion that you make out across Armins features, but not for the use of the safe word, rather it seems to be in response for his lack of concern.

"Ohh sweetheart, I'm so sorry," he repeatedly murmured.

Forehead pressed into your cheek, his tears mixed with yours as he rode himself to completion, apologies never ceasing even as he went flaccid inside you.

He could scream his regrets until he was blue in the face, but it meant very little when his body found pleasure at the expense of yours; especially considering that he wouldn't hesitate to do it again.

Floch - Floch will outright blame you for feeling so good. Shame has no place in his house nor heart.

Floch was an ass man through and through. He loved claiming you in the forbidden hole. And you’d gladly comply; giving your heart and your body in service of him. It was one of those things where his pleasure intensified yours.

The grunts and growls, moaning and howling - you were always a soaking mess long before he could make you cum. However, this time felt a little different. You couldn’t place it exactly but you just weren’t feeling sex at the moment. You’d held out for as long as you could, hoping that maybe you needed to be warmed up a little more, that maybe Floch just needed to lay into you just right; but, nothing.

“Sparrow.”

“No can do sugar,” he scolded from above you. “You see I’m just getting started and I ain’t letting up until I’m done.”

You wanted to be shocked, to be disappointed, but unfortunately you weren’t the least bit surprised. Floch had this determination about him to see things through to the bitter end, even when all the odds were stacked high against him; even now when you strongly opposed his selfish desires.

But he somehow always managed to get what he wanted. And there he stayed, buried to the hilt as he continued to thrust into you from behind, smugly whispering about how good you squeezed him, as he kissed along your heated skin.

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okay okay this is gonna sound weird but my friend just said this and it got me thinking 😭😭 one of the skz boys (maybe channie) taking pre-workout and the gym being closed or whatever so he decides to put it to use on you instead. (i looked it up and apparently it ��stimulates the body’s central nervous system, reduces fatigue, and increases energy levels” 👀👀) pls ignore this if it doesn’t make sense 😭😭

hihi! ty for your request and for being patient. i know it took a while for me to get to so i apologize for that ;w; i rewrote this sooo many times because they're so many directions this could've gone in, but i hope this is okay and what you and your friend imagined 🦋🙈 pls lemme know your thoughts and opinions – i welcome all feedback!

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→ PAIRING: Bang Chan x fem!reader

→ GENRE: smut | MDNI

→ SYNOPSIS: Chan drank pre-workout to prepare for a session at the gym. disappointed that it was closed, he takes all his energy out on you

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"Fuck." Chan breathes out, hips smacking against yours. His cock buried deep inside you caressing the sides of your walls as his tip nudges your g-spot. Your hair fanned out against the pillow, bodies slick with sweat.

You grip onto his shoulders digging your nails into the skin earning a hiss from Chan. He grips onto your hips, keeping you still as he continues on with his ruthless thrusting. Your walls clench and release around him, each pull back his cock is coated in a new layer of your slick.

Chan was supposed to be at the gym, he even drank a whole bottle of pre-workout shake to prepare for the hour, however, upon arrival he was disappointed to see the gym was closed due to there being a leak in the men's bathroom.

His senses on high alert, adrenaline pumping through his bloodstream and a never ending burst of energy, Chan needed to get rid of it fast. As soon as he came home, it was straight to the bedroom for you both, lips locked onto one another, hands roaming and caressing your curves.

"So good Chan. Feels so good." You moan out, legs around his waist to hold him closer to you.

"M-Mhm." His eyebrows furrowed together, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of his face. His gaze fixated on the place that joins you and him together, cock disappearing with each push.

"Does it look good Chan?" You purr, "Does it look and feel good?"

"More than you can ever know, y/n" You grin, trailing your hand down your torso. Your fingers meet your sensitive clit, rubbing soft and slow circles. You alternate your rubs between clockwise and anticlockwise, walls clenching and contracting around Chan.

"C–Chan." You breath out, your rubs becoming irregular and erratic. Heat pools to the pit of your stomach, walls gripping onto Chan's cock making it harder for him to thrust.

"It's okay, babe. I'm here." Chan kisses your neck softly as your orgasm washes over you. Your back arches off the bed, whimpers and groans leaving your lips as you ride out your high. Once calm, you close your eyes, thinking it's over – until Chan pulls out and flips you on all fours.

Your eyes widen as he reinserts himself, thrusting fast and powerful. Your body shakes, overstimulation taking over every cell of your body. You're even tighter than before, which feels blissful to Chan. His hands gripping your hips tightly, the sounds of skin slapping against skin bounces off the bedroom walls.

"Cha–" Your arms give up, flopping to the sides as your head lands on the sheets softly. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, lips parted. The ability to form words escapes, rationality disappearing. The only awareness you have is of Chan and where you are.

With your ass high up, this allows Chan to piledrive, stroking the deepest parts of you with his cock. Praises and grunts leave his lips, his arm extended out as he brushes your sweaty hair away from your face.

"Good girl. You're such a good girl for me." His praises causes shivers to run down your spine, your walls clenching around him, "Fuck. You like that babe?"

A simple "Mhm" was all you could manage to say, making Chan chuckle softly. Due to being sensitive, you could feel your second orgasm fast approaching. You grip the bed sheets, body shaking and toes curling as your second orgasm washes over you.

Chan continues fucking you through your orgasm, the over sensitivity making you whine loudly and hold your breath. You reach out behind and push on Chan's hips before digging your nails into his skin.

He pulls out, much to your relief before resting against the headboard. He grabs you, pulling you onto his lap so you straddle him. Reaching behind, he nudges your entrance with his tip, raising his brow. You whimper, sinking down on his cock with ease, your juices spilling out.

He bucks his hips up suddenly, his tip hitting your spot again causing your eyes to widen and plant your hands firmly on Chan's abs for stability. He fucks you fast and deep from below holding onto your waist as he groans deeply. Your lips part, nothing but fast pants escape your lips.

Chan's body coated in sweat, eyebrows furrowed together as his bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he concentrates. His fingers dig deeper into the flesh of your skin, your nails digging into Chan's abs, leaving crescent marks behind.

"Can't. I can't. Chan… fuck."

"You can babe. I know you can." He pushes your sweaty hair away from your face.

"It's so much, it's too good." You whimper, pleasure rushing through your veins. It's too much at once but it feels too good to stop.

"I told you, it's going to be a long night ahead of us babe."

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kentoberry · 1 year

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PICK UP THE PHONE ! — SATORU GOJO .

⭒— SUMMARY · your ex won't leave you alone! better do something about it. . .

⭒— CONTENT · fem reader, daddy kink, dumbification, slapping, breeding, exhibitionism, implied toxic ex, light name calling.

“more, more, more,” you chanted, melodic moans echoing bouncing off of your bedroom walls.

gojo only smirked, continuing to tease your pulsing cunt by inserting only the tip of his cock and subsequently retreating, and repeating this motion as he watched any remaining sense disappear from your adorable, brainless expression. he liked watching you go dumb for him, so dumb that you would struggle to from a sentence. the only word that you needed to worry your pretty little head over was his name.

“more of what, princess? use your big girl words,”

whimpers persisted as you tried your best to articulate yourself, to string some skewed semblance of a sentence together.

“cock,” you whined, “‘lease fuck me proper, sato-”

a jarring slap landed over your cheeks, followed with a harsh warning from gojo reminding you “that’s not my name.”

your hips only bucked up as the stinging sensation in your cheek diffused into pleasure, increasing your need for a release. gojo's response was to push your hips down into your mattress, stilling your movements and jolting you away from his cock.

you whined like a doe-eyed puppy who had just been reprimanded, nothing but the feral need for an orgasm clouding your mind.

“don’t make me punish you, princess,” gojo threatened once again, gripping your hip in a way that left a garden of red crescents in the wake of his blunt nails digging into your skin. “be good and i’ll make you cum all over my cock, darlin’. i‘ll even fill that sweet pussy with m’cum, yeah? you want that? does daddy’s pretty girl want her creamy little cunt bred?”

“mhm!” you nodded, “want to milk daddy’s cock ‘nd make a big mess f’him!”

gojo smiled; there was that attitude that he adored. his cute fucktoy, so ready to make him feel good, so ready to take what he wanted to give her. “that’s my girl,” he muttered, releasing his hold on you.

he picked up one of your legs to better his access to your drooling cunt, realigning himself to ease his thick cock into your gooey walls. the pace that he set remained slow to begin with, yet each thrust wasn’t complete until gojo's whispy white happy trail grazed over your clit. he fucked you slowly and deeply, revelling in each filthy noise that fell from your lips.

the atmosphere seemed loving, peaceful even. however, the buzzing of your phone on your bedside table proceeded to break the eternal bliss that the pair of you had created. initially, you both would have ignored it, letting it ring through without paying the device a second thought. however, the notifications persisted. gojo reached over to pick up your phone, his cock remaining nestled deep within you.

as soon as he saw what was on the screen, you noticed the man’s caring demeanor be replaced by one of rage, despite his best attempts to mask his anger.

“who the fuck is this?” he spat, turning the phone so that you could read the messages for yourself.

after blinking thrice, your eyes adjusted to the brightness of the screen, slightly slipping out of your cockdrunk state for a brief moment. multiple missed calls from an unknown number shone against the lock screen picture of you and gojo out on a date, along with a few texts that read:

'baby, i miss you. please answer me.'

'i know i fucked up. just one more chance, i swear i’ll be better. '

'don’t block me again, please. i’m begging you.'

your heart dropped as soon as you realized who they were from, telling gojo “‘s my ex,” in a sheepish tone. “just ignore him, i’ll block it again later. . .”

“he still hasn’t left you alone?”

sure, you’d told gojo that he kept trying to contact you, even going as far as to purchase burner phones with the sole intentions of reaching out to you, begging you to take him back.

“it’s been three months, princess. maybe we need to look at getting a re-”

gojo was cut off by an incoming call, and before you could plead with him to simply decline and ignore it, he’d accepted it.

“baby! i knew you’d come around eventually!” your ex's voice rang through the speakers, not having noticed that he was instead staring at your new boyfriend. though as soon as he did, his voice grew colder within a split second, sounding as though it came from a completely different man. “who the fuck are you? where is she?”

smugness corrupted gojo's angelic features, followed by a sly “do you really want to know?”

with a quick tap, the camera flipped, giving your ex the perfect view of your exposed body underneath him.

“toru-!” you exclaimed, though were cut off by him continuing to thrust into your messy cunt, letting your ex watch as you writhed.

“princess, what did i say? you know what to call me.” he threatened, fucking you as if there wasn’t anybody on the other end of the line. “the way you’re sucking me in makes me think my slutty girl likes being put on display, hmm? ‘s my little whore like being watched? answer me.”

“n-no!” you cried, despite wrapping your legs tighter around gojo's waist. the pace at which he set reduced you to nothing short of needy, and knowing that somebody (especially especially that asshole of an ex) was watching you get screwed to the point of incoherence only intensified those feelings. “jus’ feels good, daddy! don’ stop, please!”

“pretty girl, don’t lie. you like this, right? like showing your pathetic ex how well daddy’s stuffing your tight cunt?”

gojo's deft thumb found your clit, tracing taut circles around the puffy nub as encouragement. he wouldn’t have hesitated to stop if you had showed any signs of discomfort, but by the way your poor pussy fluttered around him told him that your orgasm was already on the horizon.

glittery tears pricked at your lashes; whether they were from embarrassment or pure pleasure you weren’t sure. “like it s‘much,” you slurred, “g’na cum, can i please cum? ‘m so close,”

“aww, what a cute thing you are, don’t you agree?” you could tell that gojo's question was directed towards your ex rather than yourself, his voice dripping in possessiveness.

you couldn’t hear what was said on the other end of the phone, for the lewd noises of gojo slamming his hips against your own were the primary sound that you noticed.

“c’mon, princess,” he urged, “show him how well you cum for me,”

gojo's pace continued, him bringing your phone down to capture the perfect shot of your sloppy cunt as you whined. with a few sporadic thrusts and circles of your clit, you came with a shout of his name. he remained on call as he released inside of you, ensuring that your ex could see how much of a mess he made of your pretty pussy whilst he continued to fuck you through your own high.

before he could make a comment, gojo hung up the call, throwing your phone somewhere on the bed. you were too delirious to care, whining as he pulled out of you.

“i don’t think he’ll bother you again,” gojo mused as he brought himself to lay next to you for a brief moment. you curled into his shoulder, snuggling against his bare chest as he placed a soft kiss to your forehead. “forget about him, you have me now.”

#kentoberryposts #satoru gojo smut #gojo smut #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x y/n

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tinfairies · 2 years

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please do anything involving Aegon, I have a thing for whores I would probably hate in real life.

maybe one where he's madly in love with a mysterious woman, and who just doesn't give a damn about him, who appears when he wants and leaves, she sleeps with him, but then disappears, and he craves her like he never craved another, he still hasn't married Haelena, he's grumpy the way he is, but never raising his voice with the woman, maybe she's a prostitute or something, and he wants to marry her too.

Aegon Targaryen x Fem!Sorceress!Reader

"That woman, that damned woman." Aegon thought, his bed sheets ruffled and haphazard from the night before. He never expects her to be there when he wakes, but he always has that sliver of hope. What would he expect from a supposed sorceress he had met at a brothel. She may have magic yet, as she seems to have tamed him of all people. Aegon rises and gets ready for the day, he has hopes he'll find the woman later; If only just to see her beauty, a rare thought from the Whore Prince.

Aegon slips out of the castle soon after lunch, much to his mother's displeasure. She hates when he leaves the castle unattended, for his safety and the women of King's Landing. He ignores her nagging slips past the Kingsguard. Making his way to poor streets of Flea Bottom, the inhabitants there tripping over themselves to get out of his way. He bites his tongue; He doesn't want this power, he is a human just like these people. Aegon wishes people didn't fear him for his position. Soon he stands in front of a dilapidated building, an apothecary sign hanging by a rusty nail on the door. He takes a deep breath in and opens the door, inside the smell of herbs, oils, tinctures, and blood wafted through the air. The shop was warm, lit by a large fire in the middle of the room, shelves lined with jars, bottles and books covered the walls. The room was vacant, he looked around but saw no one. Aegon began walking around the room, looking at each of the jars and books, he finally came to a table in the corner. Red and black candles created a semi circle around the table, crystals and bones littered the spaces between them. Finally his eyes came to land on an ancient looking book in the middle of it all, the page it was opened to was in a language he couldn't even begin to understand. The pages were threadbare and stained; "Hopefully with potions and not with blood" Aegon thought to himself. Beneath the books page holder was something white poking out, he had reached for it and picked up a tiny dragon skull. It looked just like Balerion's, his father's deceased dragon in the lower levels of the castle. "Could it be a baby dragon skull? Where'd she even get a dragon egg, and why kill it?" Aegon's head was racing with questions, when suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder. He jumped out of his skin almost dropping the skull, he whipped around to find the sorceress in all her beauty.

"You shouldn't be here." she said sharply as she grabbed the skull from his hand.

"You weren't there when I awoke."

"I never am." she quipped

Aegon frowned, he wished he could find some way to get her to love him.

"Why do you share my bed so often if you're hesitant to stay?" he questioned, furrowing his brows.

"The dozens of girls you've brought into your bed could ask the same of you." the sorceress pushed past him and put the dragon skull back in its place. She was right, many of the women he had bedded multiple times have always been abandoned the next morning.

"Why do you have that?" Aegon changed the subject, covering up the aching pain in his heart at her words.

"It was a gift." she didn't look at him as she turned away to walk down a row of bookcases. Aegon quickly followed.

"From who? Only Targaryen's and Valaryon's have dragons, you're a peasant why would they give a baby dragon?"

The sorceress stopped in her tracks. "I'm a peasant am I?" Aegon immediately regretted his words. "No, I didn't mean it like that, I just-" he stumbled over his words.

"Oh no I understand, I'm just a peasant woman you keep around to wet your cock. I get it." the sorceress began walking again.

"Please I really didn't mean it like that, I do enjoy your company. It's not just about sex." Aegon pleaded, he truly did enjoy their conversations before and after the bedding. The woman was fascinating to him, he could dare say he was in love with her.

The sorceress smirked, "The skull was gifted to me many moons ago when I was in Asshai. I do not know if the man was of Targaryen or Valaryon blood. I do know that I saved his wife's life in childbirth, and he gave me the most valuable thing he had." still refusing to look at Aegon she began organizing the books on the shelf.

"You've been to Asshai?" Aegon was shocked, a woman living in Flea Bottom has typically never been out of the city let alone another continent.

"I was born there." the sorceress finally turned to look at the prince. His face plastered in shock, "Then why live here, a sorceress from Asshai can live anywhere she pleases, place herself in any court she wished."

"Magic, my dear prince, is greatly feared in Westeros. It is safer to practice here in the least monitored part of the city." the sorceress went back to looking at books.

"Come live in the castle, with me. You truly won't be monitored there, not if you're my wife." Aegon's words poured from his mouth without thought.

"Are you asking for my hand?" to say the sorceress was shocked was an understatement. She knew he was falling for her, but not like this, not this fast.

" I suppose I am. We have many private rooms in the castle where you can practice, I'm sure I can convince my mother it'll be a good way to overthrow my sister." Aegon took the sorceress' hands in his. She looked into his eyes, they pleaded with her. The prince was desperate and she knew it. She enjoyed it, having a man so powerful at her bend and will.

"We shall see."

#aegon targaryen #hotd imagine #house of the dragon x reader #aegon ii targaryen #hotd x reader #house of the dragon #House of the dragon imagine #aegon targaryen x reader #Game of thrones #Game of thrones imagine #Game of thrones x reader #fluff #blurb

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liftingbats · 5 months

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ŬIt@ Tips n Info !

I worked at ŬIt@ for about a year, so I'll try to give as much advice as possible! It's been half a year since I quit, so things may have changed, and things may be different at different stores.

When learning about shr!nk/l0ss pr3v3ntion, the first thing we were taught was to never confront someone you think is ste@ling. You'll never be asked to put something back by a regular associ@te, only a m@nager who's usually pretty easy to identify. Instead, if you're being consistently approached by the same associ@te, asking if you want a basket and being pushy, there's a chance theyre onto you, so just take what you have alrdy and dip. They're not allowed to chase or touch you at all.

Cam3ras are usually on a monitor by the register, and on a monitor in the back! Take advantage of busy days, if the store is crowded and there isnt a lot of stàff, there's a good chance everyone is too busy to keep an eye on the c@meras and floor. (but still avoid them, obviously)

Most of the time, stâff is looking for th3ft in the fragr@nce or h@ir tech section. At my store we often had people come in and fill bags with it, so avoid that area like the plague when conc3aling! Even just walking into that space can put eyes on you.

Always be friendly to the stáff! This is an obvious one, but at ÙIt@ we were really pushed to walk the floor and ask people if they wanted help, even multiple times. Just a simple "no thanks!" and a smile will help you sm.

Obviously it varies by st0re, but at each one I've been to, I've had the most success c0nc3aling by crouching at shelvès by walls! Especially the wall that holds pr0ducts for ÙIt@'s brand. But make sure to scope out your own st0re, the c@meras have wide range.

Dress casually and try to seem put together, and be careful what bag you bring! Since fr@grance nd hair tends to get taken the most, workèrs keep an eye on people with big bags.

Never ever ever leave an empty b0x. If an empIoy33 finds an empty b0x, chances are they'll give it to a m@nager who checks c@meras at where the b0x was found to see who left it.

I don't recommend l!fting from a location that will recognize you, especially if you have a r3wards acc with ÙIt@. The account has your name, number, address, etc. If you're buying something at the same time youre l!fting and you think they might be susp!cious, don't give them your nùmber.

Be careful for hidden rf!d t@gs! Some are more hidden than others, for example, some k!ss nails have rf!ds inside the box.

Of course, again all st0res are different so take everything with a grain of salt. And some man@gers are so far up c0rporates ass that theyll ignore the LP rules just to keep lnventory so always be careful and watch your back! Quick trips to st0res youve never been to before are always best.

Thats all the important ones I can think of at the moment, but I'll reblog with more if I remember anything else!

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natashaismylove · 2 years

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G!p bottom Wanda x top reader? Wanda pretends to be the top with the others so r decides to punish her but eventually r gets all soft with her? Please lots of mommy kink and wanda being called baby, rest is up to you<3

A/N: my g!p bottom!wanda obsession is growing

Punishment |W. Maximoff

Summary: Wanda decided to act like she was the top around the team so y/n made sure to put her girlfriend in place.

Pairing: g!p bottom!wanda x fem top!reader

Warnings: smut, fluff, g!p Wanda, unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, mommy kink, dirty talk, degrading, praise, exhibition kink, breeding kink, slight humiliation kink, dacryphilia, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, bondage, pet names (baby, bunny)

Wordcount: 1336

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“Come on, baby. I know you can last a little longer.” I tilted my head mockingly while I rocked my hips back and forth as I straddled her.

“Please.” She let out a little whimper as she furrowed her eyebrows with a pout.

“What’s the problem? Can barely take being buried inside of mommy?” I returned her pout before lifting my lip into a smirk.

Her nails dug into my hips while I made sure to clench around her to further tease her. I bent down and dragged her bottom lip down with my thumb.

“You wanted to act all tough in front of the others. What happened to that personality, huh?”

“Please, mommy…”

I sat up and moved my hips faster, watching her face scrunch up in pleasure and restraint to not cum.

“Telling the team that I was the bottom…” I shook my head. “You know your place very well, baby. Why would you pretend like you were the top when you know damn well that I fuck you every night.” I gripped her jaw as I bounced on her cock. “I’m the one who has you begging, crying for release. You get so fucking desperate to be inside of me, and then you actually try to seem like you have any authority in this relationship?”

A tear slid down her cheek as she whined. “I’m sorry, mommy-“

I let go of her jaw harshly before putting my palms on the sides of her head. “You better be fucking sorry. You should be thankful that I didn’t push you up against a wall and fucked you in front of everyone.”

She let out a moan and gripped my ass. “F-fuck~”

I chuckled. “Oh, does that turn you on? Fucking slut. You wanna let everyone see what a good little girl you become for me as soon as you see my pussy? How hard your cock gets and how you practically leak pre-cum once you look at me naked? How fast I can get you on your knees for me?”

“Mommy~”

“That’s right.” I breathed out as I slowed down my hips. “You know who your mommy is. You know who owns you, who this fucking cock belongs to.”

More tears ran down her cheeks as she started to squirm. “Wanna cum, need to cum-“ her sentence was cut off by her moans, her hands falling onto the bed to grip the sheets tightly. “Please let me cum, mommy~”

I let out a dark chuckle before stopping my hips. “You think you actually get to cum?” I shook my head with a mean smile. “You’ve really shown your stupidity today, little girl.”

I wiped her tears away slowly. “So pretty when you cry. Shame that you had to act like such a whore.” I un-straddled her and got off of the bed, ignoring her cries. I put on my shirt and my jeans before getting a belt. I walked over to Wanda and smirked at her.

“Mommy, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything.” She pleaded but I just shook my head.

I grabbed her arms and used the belt to tie her hands to the headboard. She tugged against it and looked at me with wide eyes.

“Nonono, mommy, please don’t!”

I shrugged my shoulders before crossing my arms. “Sorry, bunny, nothing I can do now.”

I walked out of the room before returning to the living room where my girlfriend and I had previously been. The team looked up at me as I walked in and sat down.

“Sorry for that.” I smiled.

“Are we all just gonna pretend like you didn’t just definitely fuck Wanda and came back without her?” Tony asked with a raised eyebrow.

I grabbed my beer from earlier and took a sip. “I think you should. She needed some discipline, she knows lying is wrong.”

Maria chuckled a little. “So what, her totally topping you wasn’t correct?” She said sarcastically.

I sighed and leaned back into the sofa. “Couldn’t be further from the truth.”

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After about two hours I decided to go check on Wanda. I walked into our room and smirked as I watched her lying on the bed.

Tears had made her cheeks all wet and her cock was still hard. She turned to look at me as I walked closer to her, her eyes practically pleading.

“Mommy…”

I sat down on the bed and ran my finger down her cock, pre-cum leaking down it as I watched her shiver from my touch.

“Baby made a mess, huh? You were that needy for mommy?”

She nodded, embarrassment clear on her face but the twitch in her cock told me how turned on she was. I cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead before untying the belt. “Don’t worry, mommy’s gonna help you now.”

She sat up and gave me an excited smile so I took off my clothes before lying down on the bed. I parted my legs and looked at her practically drooling at the sight.

“Come on bunny, bury yourself in mommy’s pussy.”

She laid between my legs, nuzzling her head into my neck before thrusting into me. I let out a sigh of pleasure as I tangled my fingers through her hair.

She started to buck her hips relentlessly, the need to cum had just gotten too much for her. She thrusted into me with no rhythm, clinging to my body desperately.

“Mommy…oh mommy, yes~” she moaned.

I could feel her panting against my neck, her little whines and whimpers turning me on to another level.

“Take your pleasure, baby. You can use mommy to get yourself off, don’t worry.” I cooed in her ear.

“Shit, so good~ feel so good…”

I kissed her hair a few times while cradling her head against my shoulder. “Your cock feels so good inside of me, bunny.”

“Yeah?” She said happily. “Mommy’s pussy is so warm and tight, I wanna cum in you so badly.”

I let out a little moan and nodded against her head. “Cum baby, you can cum this time.”

She kept moaning until her hips stilled and I felt her cum spill inside of me. She laid still for a few seconds before slowly moving her hips once more. “Gotta cum again…wanna cum in mommy again…need to…” she begged mindlessly while picking up the pace.

“Baby-“ I started.

“Wanna fill up mommy some more, I have to…I have to make mommy cum too~”

“You’ve been through a lot tonight, maybe slow do-“

She shook her head quickly while moving her cock into me as fast as she could. “No I was a bad girl, I deserved to be punished.” She whimpered a little. “Mommy needs to cum now, please~”

I let my eyes flutter closed and I focused on the way her cock was hitting inside of me. “Ok, baby…”

After a few seconds I could feel an orgasm start building. I came closer and closer as she fucked into me desperately. “Oh~ I’m gonna cum~” I breathed out.

She whined and I could feel her legs start to shake a little. “I’m gonna- please mommy cum or I’m gonna-“

“Mommy’s cumming, baby…” I whispered and clenched my eyes shut as my orgasm hit me. I moaned and held onto her as she bucked her hips against me.

“I’m- I’m-“ she squealed. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum~!”

Once again I felt her release into me. Her entire body was shaking and I rubbed her back gently, playing with her hair to calm her down. “Shhh, baby, it’s ok.”

She was still whimpering and whining while letting out some moans from the aftershock. “Thank you, mommy- Thank you, mommy- thank you-“ she kept blabbering as I felt her tears hit my shoulder.

“I’ve got you, bunny. I’m gonna take care of you. Let’s get you a nice warm bath, huh? How does that sound?”

She gave a small nod. “I love you…”

“I love you more.” I kissed her head and whispered into her ear.

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keiipopped · 4 months

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My First Scandal🤭

Okay so i wasn’t gonna address this because frankly it’s irrelevant to me but since bitches wanna get on here and post shit and so called ‘call me out’ so fuck it, I’m bored and have time tonight. If youre on enha writing tumblr then you may have seen posts from or about @dramaticalerror who i cant tag cause the bitch blocked me anyway LMAOO. So let me start by saying that if there’s typos its cause i just did my nails and am trying to type fast lmao and haven’t had nails in a hot minute. Anyway. The whole situation is genuinely irrelevant to me but bc people that have never interacted w me a day in their lives have shit to say. Ill say this, First of all, yes i told the bitch to off herself and yes I said I’d whoop her ass if this was irl (CAUSE I WOULD💀) however, this was after so long of conversation and them being rude initially. People I’ve interacted with on multiple platforms including this one as well as in real life can testify to the fact that i am genuinely a sweet person, but i will fight if needed. Last night i was on tumblr and this person came up on the regular enhypen tag which i follow and they were posting to tell people what they were gonna be writing and i ignored it. Then i realized what kind of content they were actually writing and i wanted them to disappear. Anyway i messaged them politely asking that they blocked me so it would basically be like they never existed and they proceeded to respond rudely but this part was not showed in their responses. They later told me i didnt “deserve” it and then that the more i insulted them the more they’d write Niki smuts and tag me in them. Which i stupidly enough earlier deleted the whole chat thread cause i said i was done w the whole thing. but i do have those. Anyway they later posted the chats but only the parts where i got out of hand AND then blocked me ANYWAY like a fucking clown. They also told me I’d eventually write smut which.. i wont? Like. Y’all i swear it was literally like talking to a 8 year old wall.

It’s just funny cause its so easy to tell how immature this person is because of the tags they use like #controversy. Are you serious 💀

Anyways there was so much more that went down in the chat but this is the only important(not) part. Bottom line is the shit they write is disgusting and anyone that disagrees and plans on writing that shit in the future just go ahead and block me.

AND lastly miss me with that “Jungwon and Sunoo didnt get the same defense” because i was fighting bitches when someone literally wrote smut for him the day after his 18th birthday and i wasn’t here when sunoo turned 18. and if you think people waited for Jungwon to turn 19 youre wrong too.

I would tag the mf also but they like i said blocked me anyway. So 🤷🏽‍♀️

#enhypen #enhypen smut #niki smut #enhypen writer #enhypen hard hours #enhypen thoughts #uNfAiR

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ayatomic · 2 years

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YOUR CALL HAS BEEN FORWARDED !

summary: your ex won't leave you alone ! better do something about it. . .

pairings: kaeya alberich x sub ! f ! reader

warnings: sub/dom dynamics, pet names, daddy kink, dumbification, slapping, breeding, exhibitionism, sex over video calls(?), implied (slightly toxic) ex ! childe, some name calling.

word count: 1.2k

minors and ageless blogs do not interact.

“more, more, more,” you chanted, melodic moans echoing bouncing off of your bedroom walls.

kaeya only smirked, continuing to tease your pulsing cunt by inserting only the tip of his cock, and retreating, repeating this motion as he watched any remaining sense disappear from your adorable, brainless expression. he liked watching you go dumb for him, so dumb that you would struggle to from a sentence. the only word that you needed to worry your pretty little head over was his name.

“more of what, princess? use your big girl words,”

whimpers persisted as you tried your best to articulate yourself, to string some skewed semblance of a sentence together.

“cock,” you whined, “‘lease fuck me proper, kae-”

a jarring slap landed over your cheeks, followed with a harsh warning of kaeya reminding you “that’s not my name.”

your hips only bucked up as the stinging sensation in your cheek diffused into pleasure, increasing your need for a release. kaeya’s response was to push your hips down into your mattress, stilling your movements and jolting you away from his cock.

you whined like a doe-eyed puppy who had been reprimanded, nothing but the feral need for an orgasm clouding your mind.

“don’t make me punish you, princess,” kaeya threatened once again, gripping your hip in a way that left a garden of red crescents in the wake of his blunt nails digging into your skin. “be good and i’ll make you cum all over my cock, darlin’. i‘ll even fill that sweet pussy with m’cum, yeah? you want that? does daddy’s pretty girl want her creamy little cunt bred?”

“mhm!” you nodded, “want to milk daddy’s cock ‘nd make a big mess f’him!”

kaeya smiled; there was that attitude that he adored. his cute fucktoy, so ready to make him feel good, so ready to take what he wanted to give her. “that’s my girl,” he muttered, releasing his hold on you.

he picked up one of your legs to better his access to your drooling cunt, realigning himself to ease his thick cock into your gooey walls. the pace that he set remained slow to begin with, yet each thrust wasn’t complete until kaeya’s deep navy happy trail grazed over your clit. he fucked you slowly and deeply, revelling in each filthy noise that fell from your lips.

the atmosphere seemed loving, peaceful even. however, the buzzing of your phone on your bedside table proceeded to break the eternal bliss that the pair of you had created. Initially, you both would have ignored it, letting it ring through without paying the device a second thought. however, the notifications persisted. kaeya reached over to pick up your phone, his cock remaining nestled deep within you.

as soon as he saw what was on the screen, you noticed the man’s caring demeanor be replaced by one of rage, despite his best attempts to mask his anger.

“who the fuck is this?” he spat, turning the phone so that you could read the messages for yourself.

after blinking thrice, your eyes adjusted to the brightness of the screen, slightly slipping out of your cockdrunk state for a brief moment. multiple missed calls from an unknown number shone against the lock screen picture of you and kaeya out on a date, along with a few texts that read:

baby, i miss you. please answer me.

i know i fucked up. just one more chance, i swear i’ll be better.

don’t block me again, please. i’m begging you.

your heart dropped as soon as you realized who they were from, telling kaeya “‘s my ex,” in a sheepish tone. “just ignore him, i’ll block it again later. . .”

“he still hasn’t left you alone?”

sure, you’d told kaeya that ajax kept trying to contact you, even going as far as to purchase burner phones with the sole intentions of reaching out to you, begging you to take him back.

“it’s been three months, princess. maybe we need to look at getting a re-”

kaeya was cut off by an incoming call, and before you could plead with him to simply decline and ignore it, he’d accepted it.

“baby! i knew you’d come around eventually!” ajax’s voice rang through the speakers, not having noticed that he was instead staring at your new boyfriend. though as soon as he did, his voice grew colder within a split second, sounding as though it came from a completely different man. “who the fuck are you? where is she?”

smugness corrupted kaeya’s angelic features, followed by a sly “do you really want to know?”

with a quick tap, the camera flipped, giving your ex the perfect view of your exposed body underneath him.

“kae-!” you exclaimed, though were cut off by him continuing to thrust into your messy cunt, letting ajax watch as you writhed.

“n-no!” you cried, despite wrapping your legs tighter around kaeya’s waist. the pace at which he set reduced you to nothing short of needy, and knowing that somebody (especially ajax) was watching you get screwed to the point of incoherence only intensified those feelings. “jus’ feels good, daddy! don’ stop, please!”

“pretty girl, don’t lie. you like this, right? like showing your pathetic ex how well daddy’s stuffing your creamy cunt?”

kaeya’s deft thumb found your clit, tracing taut circles around the puffy nub as encouragement. he wouldn’t have hesitated to stop if you had showed any signs of discomfort, but by the way your poor pussy fluttered around him told him that your orgasm was already on the horizon.

“aww, what a cute thing you are, don’t you agree?” you could tell that kaeya’s question was directed towards ajax rather than yourself, his voice dripping in possessiveness.

you couldn’t hear what was said on the other end of the phone, for the lewd noises of kaeya slamming his hips against your own were the primary sound that you noticed.

“c’mon, princess,” he urged, “show him how well you cum for me,”

kaeya’s pace continued, him bringing your phone down to capture the perfect shot of your sloppy cunt as you whined. with a few sporadic thrusts and circles of your clit, you came with a shout of kaeya’s name. he remained on call as he released inside of you, ensuring that ajax could see how much of a mess he made of your pretty pussy whilst he continued to fuck you through your own high.

before ajax could make a comment, kaeya hung up the call, throwing your phone somewhere on the bed. you were too delirious to care, whining as he pulled out of you.

“i don’t think he’ll bother you again,” kaeya mused as he brought himself to lay next to you for a brief moment. you curled into his shoulder, snuggling against his bare chest as he placed a soft kiss to your forehead. “forget about him, you have me now.”

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