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tlouadditc · 10 months

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ride, cowgirl.

cowgirl gf oneshot.. abby x f!reader

warnings: smut w/o plot, 18+ [MDNI], softdom!abby, sub!reader, riding 😫, strap usage [r], strap is referred to as abby's cock, country abby [yeehaw!!], lots of pet names, mommy usage

a/n: i was listening to frank ocean [pyramid, duh] and i thought abt this so i wrote it LOL also farmer/country ass gfs are hot thx !! okay hope u guys enjoy

smut under the cut :3

"attagirl, there she goes."

your hands grip abby's shoulders, holding on for dear life as you bounce up and down on her cock. you've came twice by now, and now she's making you ride her. small, pathetic whimpers leave your mouth as she praises you, forcing your hips back onto her lap. "c'mon, darlin', you got it. jus' a liiiittle more."

"abs, i-i can't," you cry, body starting to get tired from the repetitive motion. her warm, but rough hands soothe your aching thighs. "oh, hun," she shushes, planting small, gentle kisses on your cheeks. "it's okay, i got you."

abby wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you closer than ever. she turns her attention over to your flushed face as she runs her fingers through your hair.

"here, m'gonna take care of you, mkay?" she says softly, making eye contact with you. you simply nod and bury your head into the crook of her neck.

she thrusts up into you, hard and fast. god, the way she did it almost made you scream her name. you tighten your grip on her shoulders, wailing in her ear about how deep she's inside you.

her hands grip your hips, keeping you in place. "fuck, i swear i can feel your pussy," she says in awe, moving one hand from your hip to hold the flesh of your ass. "so fuckin' tight, shit."

you're completely fucked out, head blank with pleasure, eyes rolling into the back your head. abby looks at you, smirking before shifting her attention back onto fucking you. "that's right," she coos. "let mommy fuck you right, darlin'."

she holds you still while she thrusts in and out of you, releasing squelches into the house you're in. cries and wails fall out of your mouth, making abby damn near drip. your sounds are like music to her ears- if she could listen to them on repeat all day, she would.

you feel the knot in your belly, threatening to unravel any second now."holy fuck," you sob, "m'cumming, mommy, fuck-"

"go ahead, cum for me, baby."

all at once, your vision goes blurry and your cunt squeezes around the silicone. abby moans with you, slowing down her thrusts as you come down from your high. when you're done, your legs are weak and trembling. she chuckles and slowly removes her cock from inside you.

"such a pretty thing, did so good f'me," she coos, analyzing your face as she cups your chin. she gives you a small peck before saying, "lets get you cleaned up, doll."

#tlouadditc #abby anderson smut #the last of us smut #tlou fic #tlou2 smut #abby anderson x female reader #lesbian

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abbyromanoff · 11 months

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CLOSER

PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

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WARNINGS: smut, Wanda has a dick, fluff, cuddle sex, mommy (R), service top!Wanda, begging, breeding, praise, fluff, multiple orgasms, cockwarming, think that’s all!

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Wanda watched the clock slowly ticking away as she lay in bed beside your sleeping body. It wasn’t often that she couldn’t sleep, she was usually the first to fall into a slumber. But tonight was different.

You had been teasing her all day, walking around in loose clothing that allowed her to see everything. When you went to the store together for a few groceries, she would stare down the wandering eyes until they were too scared to be in her presence.

You had complained about your bra since you put it on. And instead of grabbing a new pair, you decided to just go without. It wasn’t like you did it on purpose, but it’s not like you missed the bulge growing in your girlfriend's pants either.

She was too scared to say anything, to ask you for what she wanted. She always had been. She would leave it up to you to make the first move because she was ‘too shy’ as she put it. But you wanted to break those boundaries and have her desperate enough to fall to her knees in front of you.

“Y/N? You awake?” When she received no response, she huffed. Her lips formed into a pout while she continued to toss and turn. Your back was facing her and, similar to earlier, you chose to wear practically nothing.

All you had on was a long, short-sleeve shirt you had taken from Wanda. It was too big for her too, so you hoped she didn’t notice when you took it, but she always did.

Her arms loosely and softly swung around your waist, she was careful enough not to wake you. She then pressed her front against your backside in hopes to find comfort, but it only caused more discomfort in her crotch. She stuck her head in between your shoulder and neck, the smell of your shampoo filling her senses.

She subconsciously rutted her hips into you, feeling the curve of your ass press against her straining cock. She dragged her free arm down to her boxers and cupped her length, shuddering as she imagined it was your own hand. Or better yet, your warm walls wrapped around her.

She knew you would be tight, you always were. And the more she thought about it the harder it became to resist touching you. She finally gave in, letting her hand find its way to your clit as she rubbed small circles.

She promised herself it would just be a quick touch, but that quick touch ended up with her grinding into you as she fingered your tight hole. You were coming in and out of your sleep as you felt a fiery sensation down below.

“Mm, Wanda? Baby, what are you- oh,” You mumbled when a second finger prodded at your entrance.

“I’m sorry, mommy, but I’m so hard. ‘M sorry, I-I promise I’ll make you feel good, please?” You couldn’t respond as the only noises that escaped were quiet moans.

“Fuck, that’s it, stretch mommy out, baby.” You were guiding your body on her fingers when she curled them, hitting that spot deep inside of you that had you screaming.

“S-shit, right there! Oh, God, keep going, you’re gonna make me cum.” You were fully awake by now as Wanda continued to whine behind you. You shushed her as you chased your high, your jaw slacking as she increased her speed.

“Am I doing a good job, mommy?” She quietly asked, fear evident in her tone. You nodded quickly while the coil in your stomach tightened more and more until you were about to tip over the edge.

There was no warning when Wanda felt her fingers being soaked with your juices. Due to you not facing her, you weren’t able to see the giddy smile she had planted on her face. Knowing that she was the cause of your orgasm always caused a great sense of pride to overcome her, it made her feel complete, like she succeeded.

“You did so well, Wanda, such a good girl you are.” She blushed at the praise, hesitantly grabbing your hand and guiding it to her crotch.

“Please, you’ve been teasing me all day. I tried fixing it myself but it wasn’t the same, please, I need you.” She rubbed herself against your palm in hopes to create relief, but it only caused her cock to drool more of her pre-cum.

“Aww, why didn’t you tell me, love? You know I’d gladly help you if you just asked.” You maneuvered so you were able to see your girlfriend, and you couldn’t stop the smile that arose when picking up on her flushed-out face. She was nearly panting when you slowly slid down her boxers, letting her length be set free and slap against her stomach.

“Oh my, I wish you would’ve told me how bad it was, I hate to see my baby suffer like this.” You pouted, running your thumb across her cheek soothingly. In all honesty, you did know how bad it had gotten, you felt it before you fell asleep. But it was all a trick to force her to speak for what she wanted instead of cowering down and letting herself be stuck in pain.

“I’m sorry..” She whispered under her breath, but you still caught it.

“Don’t be sorry, sweetheart, mommy just wants you to speak up, okay?” You ran her tip across your folds, stopping at your entrance.

“Now, can you tell me what you want, sweet girl?” She led you to turn around, your eyes now facing the wall as you were restricted from seeing her great beauty. Even if you wanted her to speak her mind about what she hoped for, you were just as happy with her unworded demands.

“Can I?” She asked with uncertainty, and before you could come up with a response, you felt her dipping inside of you, grasping onto your warmth as if it were to leave her.

“I- fuck, you feel so good, could be in you forever.” She mumbled, apologizing whenever you winced from her size. She was trying her best to ease into you, to not let you feel the burning pain in your core. But it was impeccably difficult when she had been thriving off of the thought of you all day. All she wanted was to feel you, and even with your close proximity, it still wasn’t enough for her.

“Baby, you- you can’t get any closer than this.” You chuckled, only to be interrupted by a moan from deep in your chest.

“I know, y-you just feel so good, mommy. Can I move yet?” She asked, following off with a small plead in her alluring yet soft tone. You nodded, digging your nails into the arm that displayed itself over your chest, forcing themselves not to touch you. You knew she was too afraid to ask, so you instead brought her hand to your breast where it had been begging to rest. You felt her hips involuntarily speed up, looking down to notice a visible bulge resting upon your womb.

“You see that, Wands? You see how well you please your mommy, hm?” She bit her lip and smiled mischievously, reviling in your gasp when she tweaked your sore nipples.

You could tell the more she displayed her sloppy movements that she was close, she had been since you watched her cock leak for you. But you also knew she wouldn’t allow herself to release if you hadn’t. She wanted you to cum on her cock, feeling you on her fingers wasn’t enough. She needed more.

“Please tell me you’re close, I-I need to feel you. I need to feel you clench around me when you cum. Please…please tell me I’m doing good.” She begged, and if it wasn’t for the intimate position you shared, she would’ve been embarrassed for herself. It’s not that she didn’t want it, but she didn’t know how to express what exactly she was wanting from you.

“Yeah? You like knowing you’re my good girl?” She tightened her grip around you, nearly sending herself over the edge when she felt you clench around her.

“There we go, you’re doing so well. Mommy’s so happy to have such a good girl, baby.” She smiled to herself and let her lips suck on the skin of your neck.

“Listen, darling, listen to how wet I am for you.” You could both hear the sloshing of your juices as she thrusted in and out of your hole. She thrived off of the knowledge that you needed her just as much as she did you.

You could feel your approaching orgasm caving in on you, it was impossible to ignore. Wanda was too busy soaking in your pleasure to focus on herself, she didn’t even notice she had finished until you mentioned it.

“Fill me up, Wands, mhm, good girl, good fucking girl you are.” Her movements stilled, causing you to be left high and dry until you reached down to toy with your clit.

“I’m sorry, m-mommy…please don’t be mad at me.” She breathed out, disappointment lingering inside of her when she realized she had failed. She continued to toy with your breasts in hopes it would bring some sort of pleasure, her hips instantly following her movements from before.

“Wanda, Wanda, Wanda!” You yelled, making a mental note to find an excuse to tell the neighbors when they asked who was making so much noise and why, you already had too many complaints piling up.

She watched with hooded eyes as you soaked her cock, your liquids mixing as her orgasm painted your walls white. You felt waves crashing down on you as you panted heavily, your eyes finally being able to open as you calmed yourself.

“Wanda? Wanda, y-you need to pull out.” You told her after moments of feeling her stilled inside of you. Her whines in protest were enough to convince you to let her win just this once, fulfilling her dreams of keeping you full of her all night.

“Just this night? I promise I will in the morning, you’re just so warm.” You chuckled dryly and eventually nodded along, it only took a few more minutes before she was passed out behind you. Now she was the one sleeping, and you were left with her cock remaining deep inside of you, with every small gesture causing you to lowly moan.

You didn’t know how you were supposed to sleep like this, cum coating your thighs and slowly leaking from your hole, but you’d find a way.

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f1nalboys · 6 months

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Did You Mean It? - Bo Sinclair

Bo Sinclair x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 819

WARNINGS: nsfw, breeding, dubcon, daddy kink (bo refers to himself as daddy multiple times), mommy kink (bo refers to reader as mommy once but not sexually, just in reference to becoming a mom), talk about getting pregnant (bc duhhh), some teasing from bo. kinda proofread. lmk if i missed any tags!

Bo’s tongue runs along the warm flesh of your neck as he pumps his cock inside you. Your body was beginning to ache, your leg muscles cramping from the position he’s held you in for the last half an hour. “F-fuck,” Bo grunts, his breath warm. His voice cracks as he speaks, his hips sputtering. “You’re so fuckin’ tight, sweetheart, gonna cum nice and deep inside you.”

You wince at a particularly deep thrust, your hole clenching tightly around him, and he mistakes it for affection. He always did. You did too sometimes. You feel the hot breath of his laughter before you feel it rumble from his chest, your legs thrown over his shoulders. “Yeah, that’s right, darlin’. Daddys got you, he’s gonna fill you up nice and full, let you carry around his seed. You want that, right?” He asks and you cry out, the stretch of his cock almost too much. You’re not sure why it still hurts after all this time, but a part of you wonders if you like the pain a little too much to accommodate it. “You wanna carry my baby, darlin’?”

Your eyes widen as he asks, feeling his cock twitch inside you. He never spoke like this. In the entire time of you being here in Ambrose - was it weeks or months? Maybe a year? - Bo avoided the topic of family like the plague. You remember asking him once if he ever wanted children, and you remember how hard it was to sit afterwards. His thrusts speed up and you cry out in pain, his cock ramming into you with renewed fervor. Your cunt squeezes around him tightly and he grunts, the noise low in his throat. A growl. A sharp reminder of who he is.

“Yeah? You fuckin’ want it too, don’t you? Right, Y/N?” He asks, grunting in between each word. He moves his head from the crook of your neck, a flash of appreciation in his eyes as he takes in the hickies and bite marks he had littered across your skin. His blue eyes are dark when he looks at you, sweat glistening off his forehead. “Say it. Say you want my baby and I’ll fuckin’ give it to ya’.” He says and you know he’s close.

You realize you are, too. It was so much easier to feel your own pleasure when you knew Bo was feeling it too.

“I… I want your baby, Bo. Please.” You stammer out, panting. It felt like the pleasure had hit you out of nowhere, knocking the wind out of you, making you feel all of it at once. There was no growing pit in your stomach and no warning. “Holy shit,” you say, eyes widening as you look up at him. He smiles and you wonder briefly if you’ve ever told him how handsome he was. “I-I’m gonna cum.”

Bo moans, his hands grabbing ahold of your face to keep you looking at him. “Good. Fuck, fuck yeah, cum around my cock, sweetheart, milk me.” He shudders, his eyes squeezing shut. “A-Always heard that it sticks better when you cum too.” He says before he groans loudly, pushing the entire length of his cock inside you as he cums. You feel him spill inside you, gasping at the sheer amount, before your own orgasm rips through you. He whimpers, a noise you rarely got from him, as your pussy clenches around him, making sure you got every drop. “Fuck, you’re so god damn tight.”

Bo catches his breath as you ride out your high, grinning down at you in a way that makes you close your eyes, embarrassed at the intensity. You grunt when he moves your legs off of his shoulders, your muscles tense as they flop back against the bed, his cock still stuffed inside you. “Did you mean it?” You ask quietly, your voice unsure in the dark room. You don’t need to open your eyes to see Bo tilt his head to the side, humming. “About… about giving me your baby?”

His laugh makes you shiver. His finger runs down your cheek as he tsks, mocking. “Aww, are you worried I was lying, darlin’? Worried daddy wasn’t gonna make you a mommy, that I wasn’t gonna give you a baby?” He asks, his voice cruel and low. Your eyes open to look up at him and they widen slightly; you had expected a cruel and teasing grin, but the look on his face was far softer than you had come to know. His usual frown lines were smoothed over, a small smile on his face. He leans down, kissing gently along your cheek and jaw before he settles them right next to your ear. “I meant it, sweetheart. And I’m not done just yet.”

His hips rock forwards slightly and you whimper from overstimulation, your cunt pulsing.

“I’m gonna make sure it takes.”

#f1nalboys masterlist #f1nalboys writing #f1nalboys works #bo sinclair #house of wax #house of wax 2005 #how 2005 #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x y/n #slasher #slasher x reader #slasher x y/n

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st4rbwrry · 1 year

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mocha ima need those audios u think eren sounds like 👀🤭

ALL MINE ☆ eren yeager.

☆. warnings: fem!reader, nsfw audios + vids, black coded, lowercase intended, headcannons, degradation, praise, dirty talk, impact play, pet names, p in v, minors aren’t welcomed!

☆. mocha’s note: babyyyy do i have some audios for you. i’ve been wanting to do this for a while. jus thinkin’ about how he sounds makes me dizzy. so here’s some different scenarios to go with them! some of them are pxrn vids too! <3 also any audio where he says ‘mommy’ replace that shit with mamas or even mami fuck it lmao.

there’s different ranges to how i think eren sounds. three, in fact. firstly, there’s his dominant, demanding range where he keeps you in whatever positions he’s feeling like at the moment, never allowing you do what you want because only things he allows are better. pining you down by your neck with his big hand in missionary while he strokes his dick to pound into your tight pussy, trying his best not to whine or bottom out. praising you in your ear as he lays all of his weight on your back, holding you close to him while grinding into you, telling you that ‘pussy too good to me, mamas.’ with a growl in his deep voice.

or when he’s giving you backshots but he’s holding you off the bed by pulling your arms back and your head is hanging low. he’s hissing, grunting, his eyes will roll back and he’ll toss his head to the side to watch how your pussy creams all over his dick with disbelief, becoming even more aroused than he was before. he doesn’t understand how you make that possible. eyes squinting with strands of his hair sticking to his dampened forehead, bun loosening from your frantic tugs. the clash of his hips to your ass becomes sloppier, harder at that. and it’s too much for you to take, whining and trying your best to squirm away, only to have him tsk and release one of your arms just so he can spank your pretty ass. ‘nah, you know better. don’t run away from me. be a good girl.’

secondly, his whiny, needy range. when your dropping your ass down crouched above him to ride his dick, he loses it completely. eren can never help but mold the flesh of your ass in his wide palms and drag you down with more force. whimpering underneath you the faster or even slower you fuck him. either rhythm has the man writhing and choking on his moans. pretty brown hair long around his face as his emerald eyes fixate on your face watching his. his eyebrows are frowning, his pouty bubblegum lips are separated as he gasps and tells you to ‘mm, shit. fuckin’ me s’good baby.’ then when you drop your body entirely on him from tiredness, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face there, he takes the initiative and lifts his hips to desperately fuck up into you. your cunt milks him for everything’s he’s got, and the feeling is so damn good he can’t help but tell you he loves you. tell you that ‘you’re all mine. this pussy mine. your heart is mine. say that shit to me, baby.’

and last but not least, his i don’t give a fuck range. when he’s too horny to talk, to care, if he’s mad, upset, or high, y’all just got into an argument or you made him jealous and he just really needs to feel a a sense of relief? oh, best believe he’s beating that shit raw. off the bone. what brent say? you come over here i’ll knock yo pussy out the damn frame? yeah. cause that’s how eren fucks you. rough, aggressive, choking you so you can’t do a thing but moan and claw at his stomach as he folds your knees to your ears and fucks you deep. his eyes are darker, that gorgeous shade of green no longer there. his chain is swinging in your face as he grunts in the air. his touch on your skin is sweltering, your inner thighs burning from how long he’s had you this way. he’d put his thumb in your mouth and make you suck on it while you cry about how good it hurts. or he slap his hand over your mouth and curse in your face while his eyes scroll back.

your poor little cunt is sore and puffy from the nonstop abuse. and it’s crazy how hard he fucks you because even if he’s treating you like a slut, he’s telling you a mixture of opposites. he’s the type to be like ‘such a pretty fuckin’ slut takin’ my dick like this. bet nobody else can fuck you this good, huh? n you better not fuckin’ let ‘em. i’ll kill him. swear to god i will, jus’ for you princess.’ and he’s constantly rambling because when you make him feel this fucking good he can’t SHUT. UP. he gets really cocky too, starts mocking you, will definitely degrade and praise at the same time. ‘look pretty as shit, mamas. don’t you? i’m sorry baby, daddy can’t help it. gotta fuck you like this real good. awe, it’s too much? yeah? you can take it, though. keep taking it. fuck my dick back. swallow that shit mhm. make it wetter.’ NSNSNSNSNDNDNNSNS AHHHHHHHH he’s such a shit talker bro. and he’ll laugh in your face, spit in your mouth, kiss you so sensually it don’t make senseeeee. gives immense aftercare. i love himmmm my man my man. <3

#eren x black y/n #eren smut #eren x fem!reader #eren x you #eren x black reader smut #snk smut #snk eren #eren yeager x black reader #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager smut #eren yeager x you #☆. eren #౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝑀𝒪𝒞𝐻𝒜’𝒮 𝑀𝐼𝒩𝒟. ✧｡˚

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corroded-hellfire · 1 year

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i love as you wish more than words can describe! and luke and ryan!! such sweet babies! i can't stop thinking about eddie and reader having their first fight (other than the conflict around the divorce n stuff) after things have gotten settled and the boys getting worried and scared they're going to break up just like mommy and daddy 🥺 xoxo

I’m so glad that you enjoy the series! @munson-blurbs and I had fun writing it—as we always do when we write together. I hope you like what we’ve come up with 🩵

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[As You Wish masterlist]

“Babe?” you call out from the bedroom. You’ve searched your closet up and down, but you can’t find the dress you’re supposed to wear. There’s no answer so you repeat yourself a bit louder. “Babe?!”

“Ya,” Eddie says, not bothering to mute the living room TV. He has Ryan on one side of him and Luke on the other; the three of them are engrossed in an episode of SpongeBob SquarePants.

You sigh impatiently, resting your hands on your hips. “Where did you put my dress?”

“Huh?” Eddie answers absently. You can hear SpongeBob’s obnoxious laughter echoing through the apartment, which only irritates you further. “What dress?”

Throwing a robe on, you angrily march out to him. “The dress you picked up from the dry cleaners.” You watch as his eyes widen, and his gaze drops to the ground. “Eddie, you did pick up my dress from the dry cleaners, right?”

Eddie scrambles to his feet, slipping into his sneakers and grabbing his keys. “Shit, I’ll go get it right now.”

“It’s Sunday,” you mutter through gritted teeth, determined to keep your cool in front of the kids. “They’re closed on Sundays. That’s why I asked you to pick it up yesterday.”

“Sorry, baby,” he shrugs, “but you have a bunch of others, yeah? You can wear one of those.” He slides off his shoes and plops back onto the couch. “Crisis averted.”

Fuming, you grab the remote from the coffee table and press the power button, watching the colorful backdrop of Bikini Bottom fade to black. Ignoring Luke and Ryan’s disappointed groans, you turn to your boyfriend, lips pressed into a tight line. “Can I talk to you for a sec?” When he continues sitting there, a blank stare on his face, you elaborate. “In the room, please?”

It finally clicks in Eddie’s mind that you’re upset, and he slowly rises from the couch. The two of you are watching one another so you miss the look that the boys share on the couch. You turn around and stalk back into the bedroom. Eddie’s right on your heels and closes the door behind you.

“Look, I’m sorry, okay?” Eddie says. “I forgot to swing by yesterday, but what’s the big deal? Why can’t you just find something else to wear?”

“That’s not the point, Eddie,” you say with a sigh. “I asked you specifically to pick this dress up for me and you didn’t.”

“Babe, it wasn’t intentional, I forgot.” He walks over and sits on the foot of the bed.

“How does that make it any better?” you ask, voice rising. “When you ask me to do something, I do it. How am I supposed to feel when you forget about me?”

“Oh, come on,” Eddie says with a harsh bark of laughter. “I didn’t forget about you. I forgot to stop at the dry cleaners. While I was out running a million other different errands.”

“A million?” you snap. “You went to the grocery store and the bank! And the dry cleaners is next to the supermarket!”

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie huffs, pushing himself off the bed. He stomps over to the closet and yanks it open. He dramatically gestures to all the other dresses you have hanging in there. “Are none of these suitable for you, Your Highness? In my humble opinion, any of these would be fine. Unless you think someone is going to show up to the church in a ball gown.”

“Maybe I won’t go at all then,” you harrumph, crossing your arms over your chest in defiance. It’s childish and petty, but you’re too annoyed to care.

“Yeah, okay,” Eddie rolls his eyes. “I’ll make sure to tell Theo that you missed his first communion because you had a wardrobe emergency.” He pronounces the last two words in a nasal, high-pitched tone.

“Go right ahead and—” you start to retort, but you’re cut off by the sound of mumbling outside the door.

“—get divorced?” You hear Luke’s tiny voice, laced with worry.

“They have to be married to get divorced,” Ryan’s telling him. “They’re just gonna break up.”

“Shit,” Eddie breathes out, raking his fingers through his hair. “Didn’t know they were listening.” He opens the door and gives them a sheepish look. “Guys? You okay?”

“Please don’t break up!” Luke cries out, flinging himself into his dad’s legs. When he pulls back, you can see that his eyes are misty with the prospect of tears.

Ryan, as usual, is a bit more reserved than his brother, but you can tell that he’s nervous, too. His silence speaks volumes as he looks at you through his long lashes.

“Hey, hey,” Eddie murmurs, crouching down so he’s closer to their level. “No one’s breaking up, okay?”

“Then why were you fighting?” Luke asks, wiping at his cheeks. “You and Mom used to fight an’ then you got divorced.”

You sit on the ground, tucking your legs under you. “Sometimes, grown-ups fight. Even when they love each other. But it doesn’t mean they’ll break up.”

“Yeah,” Eddie agrees. “And we love each other very, very much. Almost as much as we love you two little eavesdroppers.” This elicits a giggle from Luke and a smile from Ryan.

“How do you know if it’s a ‘love’ fight or a ‘break up’ fight?” the older boy pipes up.

“Well, when you love someone, you can get frustrated with them or upset with them,” you explain, “but you take time to cool off so you can talk it out calmly later. That’s the difference; with a break up fight, you don’t wanna work it out.”

“Do you wanna work it out?” Ryan asks softly.

You nod. “Of course. We’re not going to break up over a silly mistake.” You watch as he visibly relaxes, and you turn towards Eddie. “I’m sorry I snapped at you. And I didn’t have to be so dramatic about the whole thing, either.” You’re cringing internally just thinking about your empty threat not to go to the communion.

“I’m sorry, too.” He takes your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. “I said I would do you a favor and I didn’t do it. I’d be mad, too.” He offers you a small smile. “Can we kiss and make up?”

“Eww!” Luke scrunches his nose and sticks out his tongue. “Daddy, you’re gonna get cooties!”

Eddie laughs, ruffling his son’s hair. “Nah, don’t worry about it. I got my cooties shot.” He leans in and kisses you with an exaggerated mwah! “Oh, no!” he says suddenly, shaking all of his limbs as though they’re moving uncontrollably. “The shot must’ve worn off. I’ve…I’ve been cootified!”

Ryan and Luke run away from him as he makes grabby hands, chasing them around the apartment. When the boys run by you, you block their path and hold them captive. “I’ve got ‘em!” you proudly announce. “I’ve kidnapped the fresh meat, King Cootie.”

Eddie bows in front of you, where his sons are wriggling in your grasp. “Excellent teamwork, my Queen.” He reaches out and tickles them until they’re complaining that they can’t breathe.

“Okay, Cootie Family; let’s get ready,” he says. “Boys, nice clothes, please. Ryan, please make sure your brother isn’t wearing anything with a cartoon on it.”

Everyone goes to their rooms to get dressed, and Eddie sneaks up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist. “Seeing as you’ve already infected me with your cooties, can I have another kiss?” he mumbles into your ear.

“I think that can be arranged, you nasty cootie monster,” you tease.

“That’s King Cootie Monster to you.”

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gummygowon · 1 year

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silk | choi san

word count: 1.1k

genre: just like only smut, sub!san x soft dom!reader

warnings: minor dni! 18+, very slight mean dom!reader? praise, pillow humping <3, masturbation, phone sex, petnames (good boy, baby, mommy ehehe)

author's note: guys i went AWFFFFF love me some sub!san bless @lemonhongjoong for posting about pillow humper san ehehhe

taglist: @agustdiv1ne @shinestarhwaa

choi san was always the dominant one in your relationship when it came to sex. always taking care of your needs before his and leading everything but there have been a few instances where you saw his dominant side slip.

san tried to keep it under control though since he always wanted to take care of you and never the other way around.

except for right now, poor san was impatiently waiting for you to get home so he could take care of the raging boner he had since you kissed him good bye before you went off to work. yes, it was just an innocent kiss and he tried to jerk it off but somehow it just wouldn’t go away.

san tried his best to not even think about sex or you or the fact that everything in your apartment reminded of you. eventually, san gave up on waiting and resorted to jerking off with his hand just to the mere thought of what will happen tonight when you get home. usually, that would be enough to get him to come but for some reason it wasn’t. san struggled to finish and with his face flushed and his skin on fire, san desperately looked around the room to help him.

to his despair, he couldn’t find anything that could immediately feed his naughty thoughts. frustrated, the needy boy flopped onto your shared bed, his face smashing against your silk pillow.

it smelled dangerously too much like you. too much.

suddenly, a bright idea came over san as he stuffed your silk pillow in between his boxer-covered thighs.

“fuckkkkk.” san groaned, the smooth material felt like heaven on his overly sensitive body.

shyly, san gave an experimental roll of his hips as he pushed the pillow into his crotch.

“oh fuck! fuck shitttt.” he moaned the silk pillow felt so delicious against his covered crotch and with how much it smelled like you fucking hell it was everything he needed.

san thought about how fucking beautiful you are and your warm cunt always took his cock well. the way your walls would clench around his dick had him reeling sometimes. pause, not sometimes all the fucking time. fuck, nothing could beat out you sprawled on the very same bed as san fucked you deep into the sheets. he pictured himself pussy drunk as his hips would continuously slap against yours. he would whine for you to let him fill you up with his cum. god, he wanted to drive his cum right back into your tight little cunt as soon he came and just keep going.

these thoughts weren’t enough though. he needed more.

desperate, san reached over for his phone, hips still bucking up into the soft silk pillow. he was going to call you until he saw the text you sent telling him that the lab needed you overtime to finish testing something but that didn’t stop san at all. in a pathetic attempt to reach his high, he called you right away and prayed you picked up.

one ring right by.

fuck, he needed you so badly. tears were forming on his pretty eyelashes at this point.

a second ring went off and san was so close to fully crying on the phone.

finally, at the third ring you picked up. “san? what is it? i’m really busy right now baby.”

“y/n,” san whined into the phone, he didn’t really give a shit that you were at work.

“oh my god, san are you okay?” you ask completely oblivious to his acts on the other side of the phone.

a whimper slipped his lips, “i’m fine just-fuck-can you talk to me?”

“san?” you ask one more time, you had a sneaking suspicion he was masturbating but never in your life had you heard san whimper.

quickly, you excuse yourself to the bathroom leaving your coworker to record the results by herself.

“i need you,” san whined into the phone. you could almost hear his lip trembling from the other end.

you’ve never seen this side of san before and it turned you on more than anything. you could feel the arosual pooling in between your legs as you heard of more san’s pathetic whimpers.

“what’s wrong baby?” you ask teasingly, it’s only fair since he disturbed you at work. “i can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”

“i-shit,” he groaned into the phone, you could hear shuffling on the other end, “i can’t- can’t.”

“you can‘t what baby boy?” you asked once more. you were surprising yourself with every sentence that came out your mouth. you didn’t think you would be so talkative domming.

“i ccan’t get off, i need you. fuck! so badly.” san confessed.

“oh? is that so?”

a soft whimper left his lips, "can you guide me? please."

"since you asked so nicely sannie." you coo at him causing san to buck his hips particularly hard into the pillow at the nickname. "just roll your hips baby, pretend it's me splayed on that bed instead of the pillow. you can do that for me can't you?"

"yyes-yes, i can!"

"good, such a good boy for me. right sannie?"

"yes! i'm your good boy!" he cries into the phone, his hips quickening.

you could hear san's heavy breaths become labored as the muffling sounds from the phone became louder. "is my good boy almost there?"

"yes-yes, can i come? i've been good, haven't i?" san begs into the phone.

"not yet baby, you can hold on a little longer can't you?" you tease into the phone. oh were you gonna have so much fun when you got home today.

"please, y'nnie. i'm soso close!"

"not yet," you answer with a stern voice, "this is what you get for interrupting me at work. did you really think you could get away with this? calling me at work because you couldn't get yourself off?"

"i'm sorry, i couldn't wait. i just-i needed you so badly." san cries into the phone, rambling on about being sorry and he was so so needy for you.

you let san continue to babble finding it amusing yet arousing seeing your such dominant boyfriend be at your mercy for once.

"please! i promise i'll be a good boy from now on."

you took a second to respond, wanting to hear more of san's pretty moans. "come now, sannie"

"fuckfuckfuck!" you hear him groan, as the muffled sounds from the pillow come to a slow.

"there's my good boy," you praise, "you did so well for me."

"thank you, mommy."

you freeze at the new petname, you've never topped before so you never been called that before but god, did you find it hot.

"i mean-" san stutters trying to correct himself.

"it's okay sannie, i like it."

"oh-"

"i'll see you when i get home okay? clean up and get ready for me, okay?"

"yes!"

"yes what, baby?"

"yes, mommy!"

"that's my good boy."

oh, you were definitely gonna have fun tonight.

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munsonsguitarp1ck · 2 years

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out of control

eddie munson eats pussy like his last meal.

warnings:smut 18+, minors dni,oral , praise kink, mommy kink, thighs mentioned, cum eating, little bit of a degradation kink, kinda subish eddie if you squint, slight mention of a daddy kink

a/n: guys help this is so poorly written

part 2 ⬇️⬇️

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“baby please??” he pleads with the most desperate look on his face, he’s been begging you to let him eat you out for the past 10 minutes

“are you sure you want to ?? i haven’t shaved in a while ed’s.. “ you frown “and i’ve never had anyone want to before, anytime i’ve asked they would give me weird looks and shut me down..” the way your voice sounded so upset made his heart break a little, “ sweetheart, to be honest with you i could give two shits less, i don’t shave so i don’t expect you to either plus i think it’s hot, and i’m not like those shitty guys, i would do anything for you …” he trails off and you meet his eyes,filled with “…and..im sure your pretty little pussy tastes so good..”

you clench your thighs together tightly, your mind has suddenly changed and you need his tongue in between your wet folds.

“i need you,please mommy ?” you nod your head, and he’s down on his knees grasping and kissing up and down your thighs slowly sliding them apart, his fingers trail up to your lower abdomen and play with the waist band of your pants the wetness is pooling into your panties as he hooks his fingers and pulls down your pants. “fuckkk baby, you’ve soaked through your pretty little panties” he practically moans, your face turns bright red and you cover your face with your hands, making him smile, he pulls your hands away from you face “i wanna see the pretty faces you make when you cum for me baby, keep your hands down for me, m’kay ? he rubs a finger up and down your clothed folds, you throw your head back in pleasure releasing a small needy moan, he finds your clit and starts rubbing small,antagonizing, slow circles. you’ve gained desperate for him.

“ed’s, i need you” you say in a breathy moan. he pulls your underwear down around your thighs slowly sucking on them as he goes,leaving small dark marks holding eye contact with you, you almost cum and he’s barely touched you. he gives you a smirk, and begins to lick up your thighs, he lets out a low deep groan when he sees the pool of wetness starting to form on his sheets below you. “are you ready baby?” you practically beg “fuck, please eds, i need you so bad” “what a greedy little slut.” he tsks licking up and down your folds and connecting with your clit, flicking his tongue over your swollen bud. you lace your hands in his hair pulling tightly,grinding into his face causing him to let out a deep moan sending vibrations through your core. “you taste fucking amazing” he says lapping up all your juices, beginning to suck harder, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out a high pitched scream. “fuckk,eddie, baby, your doing so f-fucking good don’t stop”

his hard cock is strained against his tight jeans causing him to rut into the mattress to find some relief.

he brings his other hand up and teases your core, slowly sliding a finger in “f-fuck baby you feel so good” he pants, you start to feel the heat in your lower stomach “i’m close, baby i’m close don’t stop, your so good baby fuck” a string of moans and praises fall out of your mouth as he slips another finger in finding your soft velvety spot, hitting it over and over. “your taking my fingers so well, i’m stretching out your pussy so nice m-mommy” he moans into your pussy, it’s all so much, his fingers in your dripping core, his perfect lips wrapped around your clit and your hands in his hair. you cant take it anymore, you slowly feel the coil in your stomach coming undone, “eddie i’m gonna c-cum” he scissors his fingers faster and circles his clit with his tongue, “that’s it baby, be a good girl and cum all over daddies face” his words are enough to send you over the edge grasping and pulling at his hair, letting out small screams and whiny moans ,he coax’s you through your orgasm letting you completely soak his face and down his chin. once your finished he slowly pulls away and flashes you the biggest grin , you notice how soaked his face his “oh my god baby i’m so sorry, it just felt so good, and your so good and i-“ he cuts off your babbling “that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen” he licks around his lips and wipes his chin with his arm causing a small giggle to leave your lips. you look down into his lap and see the huge tent in his pants,you smirk…

“now it’s my turn to make you feel good”

part 2 ? maybe possibly, depending on how hard this flops 🫦

edit: i posted a part 2 😏

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deerlottie · 2 months

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🦌 — mrs claus

summary: lottie surprises you with the best christmas present ever. warnings: repost, 18+ MDNI, outfit kink, transmasc!reader, reader calling lottie mommy.

"you better keep your eyes closed. i'm serious."

"they are! it's like you don't trust me, woman…" you grumble out.

sitting impatiently on the bed, you cross your arms. you know how hard lottie goes during christmas but you can't seem to rack your brain on what her gift could be. of course, you may have already looked through her closet in search of presents she could've bought but found nothing. she must’ve hidden it high up so you couldn’t reach or see.

feeling the bed dip, you grip the sheets in anticipation. "can i open them now?"

lottie gently brushes your hair from your eyes before speaking, "mhm. go ahead, darling."

you can't see her right now, but you feel the smirk on her face. opening your eyes, your mouth immediately drops open at the sight that greets you. lottie dawns a short, strapless red dress, resembling some sort of sexy mrs claus. "holy shit…"

lifting your chin up, she giggles, "do you like it?" you almost flatline when she scoots over and climbs into your lap. "i saw it on the side just as i was checking out at the store and i had to get it."

at a loss for words, all you can do is nod. shaky hands travel up and down her succulent thighs, which are all exposed for you. unabashedly checking her out, you secretly thank the employee who forgot to put it away.

"i love it." you manage to get out. "but i think you'd look better without it." you say cheekily, softly slapping her thighs.

she chuckles in response and pushes your shoulders to lay you on the bed completely, her thighs snug around your waist. "hm…last time i checked, only good boys get rewards. do you think you’ve been a good boy for me this year? " you groan as she intentionally moves her hips in just the right way, sending heat straight down into your belly.

she leans down and sucks a mark into your neck, biting harshly when you don’t answer. “well?”

“y-yes.” you stutter out, mind racing as she soothes the bite with her tongue.

“yes, what?” lottie pulls away and cocks her head at you, grinning slightly.

“yes, mommy.” you whisper shyly, face turning beet red.

it hadn’t been that long since you found out about lottie’s mommy kink. it’s no secret that she’s the nurturing one in the relationship, always doting on you, but when she slipped the “m’ word in one day, your whole world stopped. lottie matthews is the definition of mommy and she knows that.

“good boy. i think you deserve your present now.” she purrs. her hands snake underneath your shirt and circle around your nipples. once they get hard enough, she pulls your shirt up and leans down to suck on them.

pulling away with a wet pop, she wipes the drool that sits on her chin. lottie scoots lower and lower down your body until she’s face to face with your covered groin. she slowly pulls down your pajama pants and you kick them off impatiently, blushing when she reprimands you.

your tdick stands out proud against your boxer briefs, which almost feel too tight. you whine restlessly, shoving your hips into her face. she gives in and gives your tdick a little lick through your underwear.

“hmfp.” you murmur out as she yanks your boxers down and engulfs her mouth over your tdick completely. lottie’s tongue movements have you gripping the bed sheets, your hips involuntarily chasing her mouth.

lottie gives one last harsh suck before she pulls away, your wetness covering her chin. “you know, this is mommy’s present too. getting to taste you. i think i can do it all night.” she gives you a predatory smirk before diving back into your center.

taglist: @rstlessdreams @ethvrealz @shipmanisms @braidlottie @nebuloustraveller @jadeisnothere5

#.myworks #yellowjackets x reader #lottie matthews x reader

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danikamariewrites · 3 months

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Taking Care of Her

Nesta x reader

A/n: just a small fic about taking care of mommy nesta inspired by @i-am-a-lost-girl16’s headcanons she sent me a while ago

Warnings: slight mdlg and fluff

Nesta had been wound far too tight since she returned from the Day Court. You knew the Valkyries were working with Helion’s guard on something for the court borders.

Honestly you couldn’t be bothered with the details. Your brain would not comprehend it.

Plus, Nesta liked when you knew less. “Your pretty little brain shouldn’t worry unless I tell you too, baby.” She would say, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.

You had let her sleep in this morning. For once giving Nes princess treatment instead of you. She needed a break from everything. You wanted Nesta to not have anything on her mind.

Leaving a note next to the pastry breakfast and coffee you laid out for her you headed out into Velaris. Your goal for the day: pamper Nesta.

You stopped at all of her favorite shops. Buying a new stack of romance books, the biggest box of chocolates the shop had to offer, and stuff for a spa night. Your last stop was Feyre’s studio. You had asked the High Lady for an arts and craft activity the two of you could do and she suggested friendship bracelets. Something she loves to do with Gwyn and Emerie. The two had made you the kit before going up to Emerie’s for the weekend. After thanking Feyre you left making one last stop for lunch on the way home.

Entering the house you can feel how tense Nesta is. “Nes,” you call out sweetly. You’re met with silence as you call out again for your girlfriend. Creeping into the kitchen you hear the familiar beats of Nesta’s fists against the punching bag in the backyard.

Dropping all the bags on the table you rush outside to check on her. Approaching slowly, but loudly as to not startle her, you clear your throat. Keeping your arms folded tights against your midsection.

Nesta whipped around. Her hair sticking to her sweaty face, chest heaving as she calmed down from her workout. Realizing it’s you standing in front of her Nesta dropped her fists, her expression becoming friendlier. You knew she didn’t want you to worry about her but that’s your job.

“Hey baby,” she cooed through deep breaths. “Where did you go this morning? I wanted to have breakfast with you.” You give Nesta a small smile as you take one of her wrapped hands in yours.

“I know you’ve been stressed and I want us to relax today.” Before Nesta could say no you cut her off, “I’m not suggesting you relax Nes, I’m telling you. I am taking care of you today. Ok mommy,” you coo at her, giving her those doe eyes you know she can’t resist. You start undoing the wrappings and kiss Nesta’s knuckles before doing the same to her other hand.

Pulling Nesta inside you unbox lunch and stand at the island eating your sandwiches together, talking about mindless gossip. You pulled her upstairs for a bath, sitting her in the tub between your legs.

“Baby, you don’t have to do this. I should be taking care of you.” You let out a sigh, tugging on her hair to force her to relax against your chest. Nesta can punish you for that another day. “Hush, mommy. I want to do this for you because I love you.” You kiss the top of her head for emphasis, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

After the bath you put on your matching bathrobes and snack on the chocolates while you make bracelets for each other. Wearing your new bracelets you snuggle on the couch and Nesta reads one of her new books to you. She plays with your hair as you lay on her lap.

Once the sun sets you pull Nesta upstairs for the last step of your relaxing day. You adjust the pillows so you each have a comfy spot. “You first,” you smirk at Nesta, straddling her lap. Gently washing her face, giving her small kisses in between steps. Nesta flips you, giving you a fierce kiss that takes your breath away. Pulling away Nesta has a shit eating grin on her face. “Your turn,” she whispers.

With your face masks on and a glass of wine in hand you feed each other what's left of the chocolates. “I love seeing you relaxed.” You whisper, staring at your mate lovingly. Nesta leans over to give you a small kiss. “Thank you, sweet girl. For everything today.”

“I’d do anything for you mommy. I know you would for me.” Nesta kisses you again, “Let’s get these off. I wanna go to bed and snuggle with my baby.” You let out an excited sound and scramble out of bed.

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roadkillremi · 1 year

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I'm not sure if you're taking requests rn but if you are i have one for randy. can you do one where the group is sitting at the fountain and stu keeps making fun of randy for something and he gets insecure and reader comforts him after?

I am! Thank you for being considerate! Of course! Soft boy Randy is so cute. (It's a bit short sorry)

Not Perfectly Perfect

Randy Meeks X Gn! Reader

MasterList

Warnings : language, mentions Sex, mentions "gay cancer" (Aids), Mentions humping a pillow, Mentions Billy's mom leaving.

Summary : The ask above, but pre-established relationship with Randy.

Randy rested his head on your shoulder while you tried to steal Tatum's chips. He hasn't been sleeping well and been dozing off all day. His arms lazily wrapped around your hips. Despite the hot weather you stayed still for him letting him cuddle you. You took more of Tatum's chips, she smacked your hand.

"You're as bad as Randy!" Tatum fussed, you gasped playfully. Eating one of the chips you stole, you grabbed the other and held it close to Randy.

"Want a chip, baby?" You whispered softly. He kept his eyes closed and opened his mouth for the chip. You fed him the chip and went back to teasing Tatum.

"Listen, I love your.. style but what about something else like..."

"I'm not interested in wearing a tight skirt that's denim-" you gave Tatum a playful look. She smirked, "I bet Randy would enjoy it.". Randy grunted, you rolled your eyes, Sidney sat down by Tatum.

"Is Randy okay?" She asked, opening a ziplock of food. You rubbed his arm softly, "Yeah he's just tired, maybe if he didn't watch movies all night. Or call me at 3am!" You teased. Randy again grunted digging his face deeper into your shoulder. Stu and Billy soon walked out joining their girlfriends.

"What's up with the, nerd?" Stu asked.

"He didn't Sleep well." Tatum said before kissing Stus cheek. Stu scoffed, "Probably from masturbating all night..".

"Seriously?!" You snapped at Stu. He smiled, "What?! We all do it!". You rolled your eyes, "You're disgusting." You added.

"Yeah Stu they haven't had sex yet." Billy smirked. Sidney gave Billy a look, you rolled your eyes.

"You two are sick!" You yelled. Randy huffed sitting up, "He's alive!" Stu laughed mocking Frankenstein.

"Thanks dipshits" Randy mumbled. Stu smiled proudly at him. Randy pulled you closer to him as a shield from them. Billy tilted his head towards Randy.

"Why haven't you two had sex?" Billy asked.

"Billy come on..." Sidney whispered. You took a deep breath, "Just hasn't been the right time yet.".

"Or is it cause he has a small penis?" Stu asked. Randy huffed, "Stu!" Tatum yelled.

"We were all thinking it!" He yelled. Billy leaned towards leaning on his knees.

"Randy are you scared?"

"I'm not scared, moron." Randy said giving him a look. Billy smirked, "Uh-huh.".

"I bet he has the gay cancer!" Stu laughed.

"Stu stop!" Tatum hit his arm. You huffed, "That's so idiotic! There's no such thing as Gay cancer Nimrod!".

"Ooo someone's mad!" Stu giggled.

"Randy do you still hump your pillow like a small mut of a dog?" Billy asked tilting his head.

"No, Loomis! Listen I stop reflecting your mommy issues on to me, okay? It's not very attractive." Randy smiled. Billy got up grabbing Randy by the collar of his shirt.

"Billy let him go."

"No no. He wants to act like a bitch so I'll treat him like one." Billy pulled Randy closer to his face.

"You're a fuckrag Billy Loomis! No wonder your mother left you-" you spat walking after Randy. You looked through the halls for Randy. You went into the library finding him sitting in an book aisle.

"Listen, Meeks I'm tired of your little shit. You're to small skinny to do anything. Always have to have your partner stand up for you, it's pathetic. You're pathetic. I'll beat your ass and you know I will. You're too insecure to have sex, scared you won't please them? Hm?" Billy smiled to himself dropping Randy. Randy stomped into the school, Stu laughed high fiving Billy. You stood up grabbing your bookbag and Randy's bag.

"Hey, Randy." You sat beside him. You kissed his cheek, "Don't listen to Billy, okay?".

"He just pisses me off-" he mumbled. You nodded, "I know. But hes wrong. We haven't had sex because I'm too scared, you know this.". You leaned your head on Randy's shoulder.

"I kinda said no wonder his mom left him so we're not safe back out there." You awkwardly laughed. Randy wrapped his arm around you, "Thanks.".

"There's no reason to thank me." You whispered. You wrapped your arms around his torso.

"i can always beat up, Billy for you." You smiled. Randy smiled back, "Okay, tell me how that goes.".

"But seriously, he's a dick. Both of them are. I understand why you're upset, but I love you the way you are.." you smiled. He gave you a quick kiss, "I love you too.".

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gothicbabydollz · 1 year

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Mommy!mor riding your face??

I feel like my obsession with Mor is getting very obvious

↬ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 ↫

“get on your knees for me, sweetie.” Mor’s knuckles are whisper against your warm, flushed cheek. Barely grazing your skin. She looks angelic. Loose, golden spirals cascade down over her shoulders, framing her heavy breasts. Rising and falling with each breath, the only sign of her own neediness. Long fingers tangle in the roots of your own hair, urging you to do as she’d said.

You comply, keeping your wide eyes locked on her face. Hooded eyes watch as you lower yourself to the floor in front of her. Mor bites her painted red lip, power trip rushing to her head, loving the sight of you submitting.

Mere inches from her mound, you squirm on the spot. Desperation in your gaze as your eyes flicking repeatedly up to her face and back down again. You can smell her. Scenting the arousal seeping from her cunt. Only the grip in your hair holding you back from leaning forward and inhaling deeply. “Mommy.” You could swear her scent only grew stronger as the whimper slipped past your lips.

Mor pouts down at you, “I know, baby, you’re being so good for me,” she tilts your head back, slowly slinging a soft, toned thigh over your shoulder. You almost moan out, mouth watering, her heat so close to your face, you can feel her warmth. “Want to help make me feel good, isn’t that right?”

A string of whiney pleas escape your throat, cheek nuzzling into her thigh, mouthing at her skin. Mor gasps, feeling your teeth nick her skin. “Shit…okay baby,” she wets her lips, “Tongue, baby. Stick out your tongue.” Her free hand slips down her body as your warm and wet muscle passes the seam of your lips. Fingers slide between her legs, pausing to swiftly tease her clit, she moans before dipping further. Middle and pointer finger spreading her folds, letting you see her pink cunt, dripping with slick, tight hole clenching in anticipation. “See what you do to me, sweet girl? Lick. Go on, have a taste.”

Pleasured sighs fall from Mor’s mouth as you begin kitten licking her cunt. Your tongue swiping up between her folds, collecting the slick that had been building there. You moan loudly against her, the vibrations sending a visible shudder through her body. The tip of your tongue teases her pulsing hole. You watch Mor’s jaw drop when you slowly ease your way inside. She tightens, a choked, high-pitched sound leaving her as you wiggle your tongue, and she tugs your hair in response. “Now move- move your tongue to my clit.” She tells you, regaining her composure.

Your tongue finds her taut nub, flattening against it. “Good girl, stay like that okay?” Mor tests a buck of her hips, the leg she has wrapped around you tightening to give her more stability. “I’m just gonna use you now, sweetie. Gonna fuck myself on your pretty face till I cum all over you.” She smirks through a groan, grinding her hips down once…twice. Again and again. Finding a rhythm that hastens the coil winding deep in her belly.

You’re whining against her, hands reaching out to clasp onto her thighs. Your own squeeze together in an attempt to relieve the throbbing tension between them. “You like this, baby?” She cocks her head, lips parted to allow soft moans to fall out as they come. “Like being a warm mouth mommy can use to get off on?” It’s not a serious question. She knows you like it. She can see the glaze in your eyes, hear the need in your whines. Mor knows there’s nothing going on in that head of yours. And it spurs her on, quickening the pace in which she grinds her clit back and forth and back and forth over your outstretched tongue.

“Yeah, you do. Gone fuckin’ silly haven’t you, sweetie?” She grits out, panting, not letting her eyes leave your face, “That all it takes? A cunt in your face? Makes you all stupid?” Her hips buck more widely against your face, words breathier. “Or is it just mine, hm? Is it mommy’s cunt you can’t resist? Yeah?” All you can do is moan and whine, tears lining your eyes as the grip in your hair turns into a pleasurable pain. Yet, that seems to do the trick. You watch Mor shake, whining loudly, climaxing hard. The vibrations from your tongue had tipped her over the edge.

“Fuck. fuck,” She whimpers, guiding your mouth lower as her clit becomes overstimulated. She pushes your face into her cunt, winding her hips as your tongue laps at the cum leaking from her hole. She jolts when your nose bumps her sensitive clit, heightening the pleasure your tongue is giving her as your work between her drenched folds, slurping her slick and fucking into her hole.

“Good girl…don’t fucking stop.”

#mor smut #morrigan x reader smut #mor x reader #mor x reader smut #morrigan x reader #acotar mor #mor acotar #acomaf morrigan

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gabatronnie · 1 month

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topping lute during sex (oneshot)

this piece includes the following: smut (18+), subby!lute, use of straps, fingering, eating out, profanity, dom!implied fem!reader, ooc!lute(?), mommy kink

THE FOLLOWING PIECE INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT, SUITED FOR THOSE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18, MINORS ARE HEAVILY ADVISED NOT READ WHAT’S AHEAD. ONLY YOU CONTROL THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

you knew for a fact that trying to top your girlfriend wasn’t an easy task, especially considering the fact that she would always insist on taking the more dominant role in your sex life, and you knew that was going to change — you just didn’t know when.

lute’s lips were on yours as she sat on the edge of your shared bed, you straddled her lap, your tongues intertwined, wrapping around one another, tasting eachothers sensational liquids, you licked her lips as your thumb softly traced her cheek.

“nnnnghh..”

you heard it. everything went to a halt. you pulled from your lover’s lips, a confused, yet amused smile on your lips. lute whimpered at the loss of contact.

there it was again.

“sweet pea.” you started, your grin widening, “what was that?”

“what was what?” lute asked innocently, her poker face was good, but it was not that good.

while lute had her guard down, you took the upper hand, and pinned her down against the bed.

you bent down to her before whispering in her ear “listen here, if you don’t make noise, i will fucking stop everything i’m doing, you got me?”

lute looked up at you, frazzled, before nodding. “y-yes..”

“good..~” you smirked, before laying on top of her, straddling her hips once more, before continuing the sloppy make-out from before.

both of your breathy moans and gasps filled the room, as you let your lips trickle across her, moving away from her lips and going down to her neck, kissing and sucking roughly.

lute shyly turned her face into the pillow she laid on, moaning and whimpering into it, you grabbed her chin and turn her towards you.

“what did i say, angelcakes?” you mutter, she frantically nodded, “s-sorry..”

you continued to suck against her neck, grinding yourself against her core, lute whimpered at your actions, her breathing getting noticeably heavier.

kissing down to the bottom of her neck, you slid yourself down in front of her core, she was still in her uniform from work, you pulled down her combat tights and lifted up her skirt.

you took a look at the vibrant red, lace panties your girlfriend was in, it was safe to say you were eating that shit up. literally.

starting off slow, you took one finger and teased lute’s entrance, as she groaned at the touch.

from her reaction, you added another finger, teasing her wet folds through her panties.

you pulled down her underwear to her ankles, lute sighed in relief as the cold air hit her hungry pussy, you smirked. “damn baby, you’re really getting into it tonight, your so wet f’me..”

lute nodded eagerly. “i need you so bad.. nnnnghhh mommy..”

“well, it would be cruel of me to keep you waiting, wouldn’t it?” you smiled softly before shoving your face between her thighs and licking out her folds.

if lute wasn’t screaming before, she was now, gasping, whimpering, howling, and moaning at every different move your tongue made.

“NNNNGGGHHH.. I- AAUHHH!- SHIT..”

you pressed your finger into her folds as you pulled away just to say “cum on my tongue, lovely girl”

with the mixture of your tongue, your fingers, and you talking her through her orgasm — lute reached her high as she splat onto your tongue, some remains left on your face.

you let lute come down from her high, getting up from the bed to look in the mirror, seeing your girlfriends cum across your mouth made you feel all giddy, you grinned and snapped a picture.

you set your phone down, going to the bathroom to run you two a nice, warm bath.

“wait-“

you turn, lute is almost fully sat up with her hand out to you, you hum in confusion.

“i don’t want to be done yet..” lute mutters, a tired yet soft look on her, you smile, damn she’s adorable.

lute runs a hand through her disheveled hair, “hon..”

“yes?” you ask as your arms snaked around her back, you stood in front of her as she sat at the edge of the bed, her skirt still hiked up and panties around her ankles, while you were in a t-shirt and panties.

“can you use the strap?” she asks.

to say you were a bit shocked wasn’t a lie, just not a question you’re used to being asked, hell, you’re used to being the one asking the question.

“you sure?” you ask, she nods with a soft smile, “i mean.. yeah.” her hand briefly goes to your cheek before landing on your chest, “i.. i trust you.”

you peck her forehead, “whatever you want, honey.” you say before going over your shared drawer of toys, rummaging before finding the strap-on lute normally uses.

you place it on the bed before beginning to fully undress lute, pulling her shirt over her head as you both messily begin to make out again, and taking the time to fully take off lute’s skirt and panties.

once lute was fully naked, you take your lips off of hers, “wanna do the honors, my love?” you ask her with a cheesy grin.

she gives you a soft smile before nodding, she gets off of the bed to stand face-to-face with you, pulling your shirt over your head and tugging your panties down to your ankles as you stepped out of them.

you grabbed the strap before looking to lute, “you ready?”

“yeah..” she muttered, breathless by your body, she’d seen you unclothed plenty of times, but when she was in a mindset like this? never.

“lay down for me, yeah?”

without hesitation, lute laid down on her back, propping herself up against the pillows behind her as you were just finishing adjusting the strap.

your arms caged her in as you had her pinned like before. “you want me to go slow or rough?”

“rough, please..” she murmured.

you pecked her lips. “your wish, is my command, my queen.”

slowly you pushed your strap inside her sensitive walls, lute letting out a loud and rough moan at the action. “tell me when i can move, sweetie.”

lute let herself adjust for a few moments before nodding “y-you can move..”

without any hesitation, you started plunging in and out of her aching clit, both of your moans filling the space of the room.

“hhhnnnnghhhh.. fucking- ugGh.. mo-mmy..”

“you can do this, love. you’re taking it in so good..”

“aaaagghhhh… ooohhhh— fuuuuuck. hon- i’m-”

you smile. “it’s okay, dearest. i’m close too, i’ll count us down, yeah?”

“three.” you caress her thigh.

“two.” your hand goes down to play with one of her nipples.

your hand leaves her breasts and goes to her neck. “one.”

lute and yourself reach your high as you both moan and holler in sync.

your girlfriend collapses on the bed as you take your strap off and proceed to toss it to the other side of the room, too tired and careless to put it fully away.

you lay down next to lute and smile as you chuckle. “woah..” you let out breathily. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you like that before.”

lute’s cheeks redden as she mutters “i guess not..”

“would ya wanna do it again sometime?”

“yeah..”

a/n: as much as i’ve read smut loads of times, i’ve never properly written it before, so please excuse any mistakes i may have made ! ^^

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donghoonie-3 · 2 years

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'22 KINKTOBER - DAY 18

Threesome - heehoon

For: @hoonieswhore / 🐺 anon<3

Warnings: sub sunghoon, mean dom!heeseung, soft dom!reader, pegging, hee fucks hoon, degrading, praising, slapping. Lmk if I missed anything<3

kinktober masterlist ♡

You and Heeseung were both taking turns fucking Sunghoon. Heeseung watched as you pegged Sunghoon in missionary, your strap going in and out of hoons hole and you're holding his legs up.

"yn- aah- mgh" he moans as you fuck into him nice and deep at a fast pace. "You look so pretty like this hoon" you praise him and leave marks all over his pretty milky skin. "t-thank you... ahhh-" his back arches as you pick up your pace, fucking him like there's no tomorrow.

You move from his neck to his lips and make out with him as your hand goes down to his aching cock and jerk him off, matching the same pace as your thrusts. He moans into the kiss and feels his high approaching.

You pull away from him to catch your breath. "Gonna cum soon baby?" You ask as you start to twist your hand around his dick, changing up your actions a bit. "y-yes mommy~ fuck mghh cumming!!" And with that he cums all over his tummy and your hand.

You pull out of him and Heeseung is now positioned to where you were. He puts his dick inside of Sunghoons hole and let's out a moan at the sudden clenching around his dick. "Shit- Sunghoon if you keep clenching like that-" he says between gritted teeth and all Sunghoon can do is just whine as he's still getting over his first orgasm, body sensitive.

Heeseung starts to fuck into him at a fast pace causing high pitched moans out of Sunghoon. You move around to sit on the bed where hoons head is and move him up a bit so that his head is resting on your thigh.

"He already looks so fucked out" you comment as you look down on his pretty face. His hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat, his pretty plump lips parted as he let's out pretty moans and his chest moving up and down as he once again nears his high.

"Fuck he feels so good- I bet you're enjoying being used like this you fucking slut. Hmm?" Heeseung degrades him as he slaps his thigh causing Sunghoon to whimper. Seeing that he's not answering he gives his thigh another slap. "Answer me slut" he says and gives him a hard thrust making him whole body jolt.

"AAAHH- fuck yes yes!! 'm love is so much" he throws his head back and you notice his hands gripping the sheets underneath. You reach your hands to his arms and he automatically hold onto your hands, his grip tight as he's being fucked dumb.

"shit- you're gonna make me cum sunghoon- y-you feel so good" he says, giving him a couple strong thrusts before coming inside of him and Sunghoon cums for the second time with him. His whole body shaking as he moans out your name loud even though you're not the one who's fucking him.

You move yourself once again making Sunghoon whine at the loss of your contact. Once you come around to his front you see Heeseungs cum dripping out of his ass. "Fuck hoon you look so dirty, but I love it" you lick your lips. "Can you take one more round?" You ask as you look up into his eyes. "y-yes only once more though" he says with his eyes lidded. "Okay baby".

You thrust into him, amazed by how easy it is to fuck him thanks to Heeseungs cum. You watch as the cum starts to cote you strap on. "You look so pretty right now hoon, so fucking pretty and so fucked out" you praise him and he let's out more moans.

You take his dick into your hand once again that night and jerk him off. His body so sensitive and reactive to any touch. He reaches out his hand to hold onto your free one and you let him since you know how especially clingy he gets when he's being roughed up.

"mommy please, want to cum so bad please mommy" he begs between moans. "Only because you asked nicely" you say and he cums all over himself for the third time.

Taglist: @makiixuxii @parkhonnie @hee-pster @foxdaisy @jaysbiceps @heeseongism @bbyhee send an ask to be added or removed<3

#sub sunghoon #sub hoon #sub idol #dom reader #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #hee smut #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #enhypen fic

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steveisagay · 1 year

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Stranger Things x Plus Sized!Reader headcanons

I would like to start this off by saying that I am not plus sized in any way, but I will include weight insecurity as well because that is something I can relate to

Requested by @justaholycorpse a long time ago

Warnings: Insecurity, mentions of weed, swearing, let me know if I missed anything!

Eddie

He is feral

He will shower you in so much affection it's suffocating probably also wouldn't mind if you suffocated him

Probably loves your thighs the most, they're great pillows, great space for his head too...

Next up is probably your ass

There is so many things ass is good for where does he even start?

If you start to feel insecure at all (whether or not you tell him or he just notices) he will do everything in his power to make you feel better

Cuddles, movie dates, words of affirmation, more cuddles, kisses and taking his time to really show you how perfect you are

And that's not just because he loves you so much (which he does) but because you are perfect, perfect just the way you are

He'd also take you out on dates with the money he gets from selling drugs to the dickheads and stoners of Hawkins High

If he notices that you're lingering in the mirror on how your body looks or that you're eating less he might feel conflicted

What if you're doing this because of him? What'd he say this time?

He might not fully say anything about it but he'll bring it up somehow

After that he'll try showing you just how much he loves you and if you've stopped eating at all he'd definitely try using weed to get you to eat

Only if you're okay with weed use ofc

Steve

Mommy? Daddy? Sexy?

Steve had always gone for pretty popular girls in the past

But something was different about you

He loves your hips, love handles and all

Also try telling me he isn't a thigh fiend, you can't, cause he is

Whenever you feel insecure his go to is words of affirmation, as well as him spoiling you with his paycheck for that week

If you start to stop eating as often he makes sure to keep all of your favorite snacks in his cupboards so then you can atleast eat something

He'll definitely say something about it

Also do not think he's above begging, cause he's not

He would also try to fuck anyone up that said anything bad about you

You're his perfect angel, and nothing negative you see in yourself is gonna change that

Billy

Personal headcanon but I feel that with his image as the Hot New Guy he'd understand the insecurity and all that bullshit

Loves love handles, some days whether you guys are out and about or not he'll just grab your hips and pull you closer to him

After long days where instead of being locked in his room he ends up getting kicked out leaving he just loves cuddling with you

How he acts when you're insecure depends on how far you are in your relationship

If it's near the beginning then he definitely won't know what to do, hell he doesn't even know what to do when he feels insecure other than chain smoking, working out, and drinking until he passes out

But when his own shit starts to get worked on he'll be much better, telling you how pretty/handsome you are, telling you that you're perfect and anyone that says other wise is a fucking jackass, and as many hours of cuddling he can afford.

He's really good at cooking, especially when tight on money so if he notices that you start to stop eating he'll make healthy home-made meals that are rather easy to get down

And if he hears anyone talking bad about your body and/or weight he will personally beat the living shit out of them

Jonathan

He will take so many pictures of you just being happy and you it's almost a problem

His favorite part of you would probably be you tummy and definitely would also love your thighs

After a tiring day he'll just come up behind you and wrap you into one of the biggest hugs he can

You know, one of those hugs with the light swaying and humming

When you start to feel insecure he would definitely shower you with words of affirmation

He knows what it's like to feel like you don't belong and he would never want anyone close to him to feel like such an outcast

If anyone says anything about you he would be angry at first, try to give them a chance to apologize, and then go swingin' if they don't

You saw him with Steve, imagine that shit

If you start to eat less not only would Joyce also probably notice but Jon would also go to her for help, your his partner and he wants to help

Because you deserve to feel good in your skin

Joyce would start inviting you over for dinner more often and try to have snacks for you two

And Jonathan would also make sure that the two of you would have snack breaks inbetween things

Overall he just loves and cares for you so much.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy stranger things #steve stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan stranger things #jonathan byers #stranger things headcanons

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therrerium-valkryonia · 10 months

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Winston's Cocktail

Hard-worker is the best way to describe Felicia a beautiful woman, mid-twenties and a baddie her hair was black and eyes emerald green and pale clear skin, sharp featured and kind as hard.

She worked in a bar as a bartender and loved her job, a passionate worker to all extent of quality and she was great at it, honest talent.

He called her over by the ally after hours and she agreed although hesitant, after a few cups walked through the back and she felt a stab by her hip awoke to her clothes taken and folded.

Her boss was creepy and her attire was appeal, thighighs, pencil skirt, striped undergarments, button up and a self-tightening corset, weird.

This caught the eye of an unknown guy he came to her with a smile "Hey, cutie could you shake me a martini on ice like those eyes" caught her heart in a net as she spoke her mommy voice "Oh- my, serving up a martini!" As she shaked.

Her pussy throbbed as she laid tied and gagged, though it was just the beggining as he thrusted deeper and rougher "Oh your- so- tight~ Ga- ah!" squirming as her face hits bricks he kept going.

Faster and releasing every time, ensured she was pregnant as tears flowed from her eyes dulled in a break, "You are now my slut bitch!" spitting on her face as an employee ran out tackling him down and tying him up, locked.

"Felicia! Hey, I- It's me." Felicia was in shock and frozen as the police came and from that day on she was not the same person anymore, broken.

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Slowly she recluded to the behind the counter, it was tall enough to hide her belly and keep safe as a man came by and asked for a drink calmly.

"I'll have a screwdriver, and a whiskey bourbon"

And she pulled the bottles off the wall, her hand trembled as she clenched her body pain all tied around her belly, pressure rising high and hot.

Pouring the drink in and shaking in ice a slow burn descended onto her labia, a soft groan left her throat as she pours the drink through a filter.

"T- mmpf, The drinks a- are ready, Sir." Creaking in her voice, the man graba the cups and nods before moving off to a table, she grips the edge of the counter and keels over rocking forward.

The corset tightened around her belly as she rocked and forced the baby through it's sac, a hot gush splashed her thighs and panties.

"No! N- hggfff- gah! Shit! Shit! Please baby n-"

She reached her belly side as a tight grip of pain wrapped her body, holding it in clenching every inch of her pussy gasping in pain and sweat.

A young female teen came up to her, showing signs of drunkendness and sloppishly asked for and pointed for a drink but indescernable.

"Can I ha- *Hic* have two shots *Hic* of iced vodka, thanks"

Laying his head on the table visibly drunk out his mind, she was more focused on not pushing and softly groaning and whimpering in pain.

"Iced v- ngghh! on the way~ Ah! Oh, God!"

Splayed on the floor as the head rushed against her lips burning every inch of her womb, fighting against urges and pain slowly pulled herself up.

"Haa- wait, baby! mommy's not ready fo- uggh!"

Gritting teeth and keeled over before gasping in and grabbing the shaker, and pouring vodka in before adding the ice trembling in pain as tears formed in her eyes dripping to her chin.

Weakly grabbing the glasses and pouring the drink in with shaved ice, patting her head and giving her both they nodded and walked off.

Pain gripped her and gripped the counters edge as she dropped to her knees, the head had fully crowned it's way out as she grunts and cries.

Raising herself up, and gasping deep she held it in for hours until her shift ends, four hours tick.

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Three hours of pain, her hair stuck to her face and her button up to her skin, leaving her cold and in pain as her belly a smooth rock of pain.

It did not make anymore progress and was left at a full crown, leaving a big bulge in her skirt but with all the pain and urge she gave into it.

Gasping and pushing in, her efforts did not do much and inched it forward and she could not spread her legs wider bending down.

The corset tightened around her stomach and squeezed it forward, she gasped but held in a contraction fogs over and she pushes it whole.

Her lips burn and widen as the baby snaps her panties and pulls out of her, grunting harder a bigger sac moves through and faster.

Tearing open her skirt, gasping as she groan in a soft tone behind the loud music her other baby coos as she bleeds with a heavy gush of fluid.

It crowns wide and wider, she groans and grunts as more contractions wave over and she pushes harder, the head popped out as she grips onto it.

Slipping her hand around the head, pushing out and pulling the baby out onto the floor visibly tired as pain fades, she carries the two in arms.

Her breath shallow and jittering, the babies coo and she lays in tired unfit shape her phone had vibrated and she turned it on to a ambulance.

"We're here! Don't push - 5 hours ago"

"You are god damn late, fucking traffic."

She chuckles and rests with the two suckling on.

#birth kink #painful birth #labor #pregnant #labor kink #pregnancy #pregnant kink #birth fic #pregnancy kink #slow birth #labor and delivery #labor fic #giving birth #birth #birth denial #painful #public birth #pushing

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