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#kinktober 2022
semisgroupie · 1 year
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oct 3rd: gojo satoru
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gojo satoru x fem. reader
wc: 3.3k
warnings: yandere, size kink, stalking, creepy satoru, public sex, fingering (f!receiving), oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms (f!receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, slight dumbification, satoru is OBSESSED with you, photo taking, hints at violence, bribery, breaking and entering, panty stealing, mention of naoya x fem. reader but it’s very brief
synopsis: having a one night stand with who you think is some random guy in the club might not always be the best idea
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Breakups were tough, you absolutely hated them but what you hated most was the numb feeling you felt the weeks following the breakup.
The numbness that would just consume you and leave you walking around like an empty carcass until you found something to fill you. That something always was a night filled with alcohol and sweaty dancing then ended with a quick fuck from the hottest guy you could find at the club. It was something that you’ve gotten used to especially with your most recent ex, dealing with three breakups before you two officially decided that this breakup would be the last time. You definitely needed to find a new way to cope with breakups but until you could find a new method, this one would work just fine.
You shimmied yourself in a new skin tight dress you bought just for tonight and grabbed your clutch purse and made your way out the door. There was a new nightclub that opened up a couple streets from your apartment and it would be a new scene for you, maybe even a new beginning but you weren’t hoping for that much.
You maneuvered your way through the sweaty and drunk bodies that were pressed against each other on the dance floor, pushing away any creeps that tried to cop a feel. When you finally made it to the bar you let out an exaggeratedly loud sigh before ordering your drink. Once you had the martini glass in hand you turned to look at everyone, trying to scout out who you’d let take you home tonight. Before you could really look through the crowd someone immediately caught your eye. He was moving through the crowd, his white hair and beautiful eyes were like pristine crystal orbs, just captivating you as he moved closer and closer. The closer he got the bigger he became too.
Your breath hitched in your throat as he moved to stand next to you, making you look so small next to him. He ordered his drink and you had to fight the urge to press your thighs together and whimper. God, what wasn’t attractive about him? His voice had a deep timbre with the perfect rasp, he even smelled good too, slightly sweet with a tinge of spice.
As he turned slightly you immediately shifted your gaze away from him, not wanting to get caught staring at him like he’s the first man you’ve ever seen.
“You know it’s rude to stare at someone right?” He leaned down to whisper by your ear, hints of mint mixed with alcohol in his breath. Your cheeks burned as if you had a million sun rays inside them. You took a sip of your drink to try to calm down before turning to him.
“Maybe you’ve had a few too many drinks, I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” He laughed and shook his head, it was the poorest retort you’ve ever come up with and he obviously saw right through it.
“Yeah sure, I’m Satoru by the way.” He stuck his hand out and your eyes widened as you placed your hand in his, if he decided to close his fist your hand would no longer be visible. He took your hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss against your knuckles before releasing your hand. “And your name?”
“Y/N.”
He smiled and nodded, “beautiful name for the most beautiful woman I’ve seen.” The comment was one of the corniest ones you’ve heard in your adult life but it still caused the blood to rush to your cheeks. Hearing a compliment like that from an Adonis like him no matter how cheesy it was, would fluster you.
The rest of the night was spent with you two drinking at the bar, dancing and led you two to the position where you two were now, against one of the few empty spaces of one of the walls in the club making out. His lips were soft and you could taste the liquor he had off his tongue. His large hands pinned your hips against his, rocking you against him hard enough for you to feel how his cock twitched. To say you were getting wet was an understatement, you were practically dripping down your thighs at this point. Your mind was clouded with lust and you had half a mind to just pull him into one of the bathrooms to finally get what you wanted most. But, you had some class so bathroom sex was off the table unless he initiated it.
He broke the kiss and leaned down to your ear, slightly panting which made your arousal pool even more. “How about we get out of here and head to my place? It’s a couple minute walk, if you could wait that long.” You could hear the smirk grow on his lips before he pulled away so you could see it for yourself.
“Lead the way.” You shouted over the music and he took your hand in his and made his way to the exit. Your heart was pounding in your chest and your clit was throbbing. You needed him badly and by the way he was practically pushing his way through the crowd, he needed you just as badly. You let out a small sigh once the fresh air hit your face, hopefully that would be able to cool your overheated body off. You glanced over at Satoru, finally seeing him in better lighting and your heart started pounding faster. He was insanely attractive, perfectly chiseled and you couldn’t doubt that he worked out with the way his shirt clung to his muscles. He glanced back at you, the smirk still on his face. “What did I tell you about staring, darling? Or do I have to teach you some manners?”
A small whimper left your lips and you broke your gaze, transfixing it to your shoes as you continued walking with him. “S-sorry.” A meek apology was all that could leave you until you two reached his building. It was a luxury building and your eyes widened at the sight of it. He led you inside and walked past the security desk to the elevators. “This is a really beautiful building, the rent must be really expensive.”
He chuckles and shrugs as he presses the button to the elevator. “It’s nothing I can’t handle.” Your eyes widened a bit, this place was extremely expensive, you couldn’t even afford to live in the storage closet with the salary you made. You wanted to ask about his work but all thoughts were brushed aside when the elevator came and he led you inside. Once the door closed he swiped his key card, pressed the button to the top floor, pinned you against the wall and kissed you deeply, almost bruising as his tongue explored your mouth. His fingers slid up your thigh and grazed the hem of your dress before moving up higher to drag his finger along your clothed slit. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me already. Do you always get this wet when a stranger kisses you?” He kissed you again before you could even answer and pulled your panties to the side so he could slip two fingers inside you.
Only if you could really comprehend the falsity in just the word stranger. He was by no means a stranger and you weren’t one to him, he knew who you were for almost a year now but you never met him formally. He has been waiting for the right moment to strike but you always got distracted by some random drunk at the club or your incompetent boyfriend. Only if your guard wasn’t always down when you were out and about, then you would’ve recognized him from the chill that would run down your spine when you were out with your best friend or running around doing errands. He couldn’t forget the first time he saw you, he was new to the neighborhood and was dragged to one of the most popular clubs in the neighborhood by one of his friends, he didn’t want to go but the second he saw you walk through the crowd and thoughts of leaving quickly flew out the window. He was instantly enamored by you but just as quickly as you walked past him, you walked out clinging onto the arm of some random guy.
His blood boiled at the sight, no guy deserved to be in your presence, let alone touch you. So, he went out to follow you and the guy, he kept a reasonable distance between you two and that was when he learned where you lived. The following weeks he learned your frequent spots, where you worked and your routine. Still you were clueless to the eyes on you, the footsteps that followed yours every corner you turned. There were some moments when you felt you were being watched so when you turned around with your keys in hand to see nothing, you just continued on your way. Little did you know he just turned to hide in between some buildings or crouched his large frame behind some garbage cans.
He also learned about your boyfriend, Naoya or nincompoop, same thing to him. The guy was a massive asshole but no matter what he did to you, you always came running back to him so Satoru decided to end your relationship for good. It was easy, just a threat and a little bribe and that was it. But he did feel guilty when he saw the breakup go down, you looked so hurt, so broken and he wanted nothing more than to go to you and put the pieces of your broken heart back together. But he couldn’t, just not yet. He still had some business to handle before he could swoop in and be your superman. After dealing with your past one night stands and your now ex boyfriend he had to get himself ready for you. The main thing was to get rid of all the pictures he took of you and get rid of any clothes stained with the blood of said past one night stands and your ex boyfriend, they weren’t too injured but they knew not to go near you ever again and knew not to go to the police.
Call him old fashioned but he had some polaroid pictures of you stored in his bedside drawer along with some panties he snagged from your apartment. He needed to warn you about leaving your spare key in such an obvious place but that was a problem for another day. He’s had this day planned for months and now he could finally execute it, he knew after one night with him he could snag you in his trap to make sure you were his and only his and if that wasn’t enough to convince you then he had his methods but he was sure his plan would work. It was foolproof.
His fingers pumped inside you at a leisurely pace while you whimpered and moaned against his lips. He wanted to take you right then and there but just as he moved his hand to undo his belt the elevator stopped at the top floor. The doors opened to reveal his penthouse apartment. He slipped his fingers out of you and moved his hands to the backs of your thighs, “jump.” You hooked your arms around his neck and jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist as you met his lips again. He walked inside and kissed you back deeply. His fingers dug into the flesh of your ass as he ground your hips against his. He moved back slightly, panting against your lips, “where do you want me to fuck you? Or should I choose?”
You could barely think, let alone make a decision, “you choose, I just need you to fuck me.” He chuckled and crashed his lips back against yours as he made his way to the balcony. Why not make your first time with him memorable? Plus, he had it planned anyway. He walked out with you and dropped you onto the couch, he moved between your legs and hiked your dress up ‘accidentally’ ripping it in the process then moved down to your panties, ripping those off you and tossing them to the side. He had more for you tucked away in a special drawer anyways. Once they hit the ground he spread your legs and dropped his head down, latching onto your clit and sucking harshly. Your eyes widened and a gasp of his name left your lips. He ravaged you like a man starved and you were in complete euphoria. His mouth licked all over where you needed him most and before you knew it you were crying out his name as your orgasm washed over you but he didn’t stop. His tongue kept running over your folds, cleaning any traces of your orgasm off of you as he moved to rip another one right out of you.
You moved your hands down to try to push his head away, it was pleasurable but it was too much for you in one sitting. “S-Satoru please, fuck I’m too sensitive.” He pulled off and placed his palm over your cunt, gently rubbing into it. His lips, cheeks and chin were soaked in your juices, his pink tongue poked out to clean his lips and he chuckled. “Sorry beautiful but I haven’t had enough. Just let me do as I please and then I’ll fuck you. All you need to do is feel good for me, okay?” He moved his hand away and kitten licked your clit before pressing a kiss to it. “Okay.” You couldn’t deny him and you couldn’t deny yourself, he was someone you needed to fill the void during a time like this. Someone who could make your mind turn to mush and make you forget about everything in the world.
After two more orgasms you couldn’t even think of anything but his name. If it wasn’t for him spelling his name out on your cunt then you probably would’ve forgotten that too. He pulled away from your swollen cunt and moved to undo his pants, he quickly got rid of them and his boxers, showing you his cock. Your eyes widened at the sight, even in your already fucked out state you couldn’t deny that his cock was one of the biggest you’ve seen in a long time. Hell, it was probably the biggest you’ve had.
His tongue clicking against his teeth pulled you out of your trance and you looked up to meet his eyes, now darkened with lust. “And here I thought I warned you enough about staring. It’s not a polite thing to do but I’ll let it slide for now.” He dropped down a bit and hooked your legs around his waist with one hand while the other hooked around the deep neckline of your dress and yanked it down, the thin spaghetti straps snapping from the sheer force. “Oops, didn’t realize how strong I was.” He winked at you and before you could wrack your brain around a possible response he slammed his cock into you. The stretch alone making you cum around his cock, making this your fourth orgasm of the night. “Hm, how many was that now? Three? No, it was four. Hm, I’ll make you six times before I fill you with my cum.”
Without warning he snapped his hips into yours and started pounding into you. You couldn’t even question whether he meant that he was going to make you cum two more times to make it six or if he was going to make you cum six more times on his cock but you prayed to whatever god out there that it was the former, you didn’t know if you could handle ten orgasms. Your ex would only bring you to two orgasms before it was over and when you were alone the most you could bring yourself to was three, maybe four on a good day before you were out of it. But with the way the night was going, you began to think that it would be the latter rather than the former and as his hips continued drilling into yours. After each orgasm he pulled you into different positions, on all fours, on top, in a full nelson so you could see his cock drilling into you, he bent you over the couch and bent you in half in a piledriver so you could feel him even deeper before he lifted you and made you hold onto the railing of the balcony as he pounded into you. You could barely hold yourself and your throat was growing hoarse from all the screaming you’ve been doing.
His hand snaked around your hip and went down to rub your swollen clit, “just cum for me once more, you can do it for me baby.” Your legs shook and if it weren’t for his tight grip on you then you’re sure you would’ve fell, “Satoru! Satoru fuck!” He groaned and continued thrusting into you, “cry my name out louder, let everyone in this fucking town know who’s making you feel like this. Cry it louder.” He snapped his hips into yours harder, each time you screamed out his name. He needed to hold himself back just a little more, just one more orgasm for you and then he’ll fill you up. He could finally mark you as his, finally keep you as his. He wouldn’t need to fight anyone off, he wouldn’t need to resort to any desperate measures to keep guys away from you. He wouldn’t need to bribe the police and doctors to keep the random attacks hidden from the public. All his work wouldn’t be for nothing, he’ll finally have you.
He’ll finally have you.
It took a few more thrusts for you to cum all over his cock which instantly triggered his own orgasm. He dropped his head down and bit down on your neck as his hips continued moving, thrusting all his cum inside you. His arms moved up and wrapped around you tightly when your grip on the railing finally let up. “I got you. I got you.” He pulled out and scooped you into his arms, you were limp in his hold but still had a fucked out smile on your face. He leaned down to kiss you, whether you reciprocated it now meant nothing, the first time your lips met sealed your fate. There was no escape now, you were his and his alone.
“S-Satoru?” Your voice was barely above a whisper as he walked back inside the penthouse to his bedroom. “Yes beautiful?”
“Where have you been all my life? If I met you sooner so much would be different.” He didn’t know what caused those words to fall from your lips, maybe it was all the orgasms and the booze, maybe you actually meant it but it still made his heart swirl in his chest.
“I’ve been around all the time, you just didn’t notice me.” He set you down on his bed and removed the rest of your dress in exchange for one of his shirts. God you looked so beautiful, one picture wouldn’t hurt. Instead of his handy disposable, he took out his phone and snapped a few pictures of you. He changed into pajama pants and laid down behind you, pulling you to his chest. “All mine, you’re all mine now.” This was the start of your forever with Satoru, you wouldn’t need anyone or anything else but him and he’ll make sure of it.
He’ll do anything for you, love knows no bounds and neither does he. Maybe he’ll have to dig back in his bribery stash but that wasn’t important now, now he had you and that was all he needed and it would be all you need.
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myfictionaldreams · 1 year
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Day 31: Voyeurism/Exhibition - Remus + James/Sirius
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Kinktober Day 31: Voyeurism/Exhibition - Remus xf!reader + James/Sirius 
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dom/sub, dubious content, making out, james/sirius being meanies, flirting, anxiety, teasing, voyeurism, exhibition, masturbation (male), listening to sex, thigh riding, oral (f receiving), praise kink, intense orgasm, multiple orgasms, spooning sex, sucking fingers, size kink, squirting, cockwarming, nicknames, no use of y/n
A/N: Here it is, the final kinktober day!  Thank you to everyone who has read, left a comment or liked any of the chapters, I really appreciate every single one of you. Bring on next year!
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It was late in the evening, almost everyone had already retired to bed but not the four of you. James and Sirius were positioned on the sofa, discussing the latest game of quidditch that they’d played against Hufflepuff, not that you were listening.
No, you were more invested in the soft lips that were steadily moving against yours, the faint rough feeling of stubble brushing against your cheeks and the overwhelming smell of Remus’ cologne turning you into a puddle in his lap. His tongue began to gently move against yours, head tilting to move deeper, your fingers gripping his collar as if your life depended on it as he was leaving soft strokes against your skin.
It was only as pure silence surrounded you, making you keenly aware that James and Sirius had stopped talking did you stop. Pulling away from the kiss abruptly, you glanced over to see them both watching you intently, sly smirks on both of their faces.
“Don’t stop on our account darling”, Sirius remarked, eyes almost black as they trailed up your body. Heat enveloped every inch of skin as you quickly hid your face in Remus’ neck, pure embarrassment pulsing through you.
“Aww don’t be shy” Remus coos at you, attempting to pull your head back so you were forced to look up at him. “You can’t be embarrassed by a little bit of kissing when they hear us most nights”.
Even more heat radiated from your body as your heart began to pound in your chest. “I thought you put a silencing spell around the bed?” you asked, begging in your mind for him to be lying.
“I do… some of the time”, your eyes drop, hands falling into your lap.
“Oh, Remus you feel so good! ah, Remus just like that! Please Remmie don’t stop!” Sirius teased in a high-pitched voice, James laughing along with him. Your thoughts were on overdrive, thinking about the hours and hours you’d had sex with Remus and they’d actually heard some of it, heard your most vulnerable and intimate of moments.
“Alright, boys that’s enough” Remus chastises them whilst laughing at your expression, pulling you closer to his body. “Let’s go to bed baby, get away from these meanies”.
Remus helps you up and you could hardly look him in the eyes let alone his friends as you rushed up to the dormitory. Heart still pounding as you removed your trousers, and shirt and slid into bed before your boyfriend had even made it into the room. He too removes his clothes before climbing into bed, lying in the centre and holding you on his chest just as James and Sirius entered the room.
With a flick of his wand, the curtain around Remus’ bed began to close but not before James muttered, “goodnight sweetheart, don’t keep the noise down tonight”.
You tried to ignore him and cuddled in close to Remus, closing your eyes but you couldn’t stop thinking about it, even as your boyfriend's body heat warmed your body, lips kissing your hairline softly and hands gently massaging your spine to help relax you. It didn’t work, however. Had they actually heard you? Been listening to the numerous times that the two of you had had sex? But also, why were you becoming slick between your legs at the thought of the two of them in their beds getting turned on by just you having sex?
“Remmie” you whispered, knowing sleep wasn't going to be coming to you anytime soon.
“Mmm,” he responded, opening his eyes to look down at you, his large hand settling on your head, massaging it just the way you liked it.
“Do you actually let them listen to us?” you kept your voice quiet so the others couldn’t hear you.
Remus smirked in the darkness, then began shifting in the bed so that he moved down, turning on his side so the two of you were face to face, his warm breath caressing against your cheeks. His large fingers cradled your cheek, thumb stroking against your cheekbone in a positive distraction as you were quick to nuzzle into the soft touches.
As he answered, he slide his thigh between your legs, letting it rest against your pantie-covered centre, “would you be angry if I did?”
“But why-why would you do that? It’s so embarrassing Remus” you muttered with anxiety dripping in your tone.
“Shhh sweet girl, it’s not embarrassing, it’s liberating” as he spoke, your boyfriend shifted closer, kissing your cheek where his hand had been caressing, once again trying to distract you. “Do you know how fucking hot it is knowing that just your sweet moans are making other guys touch themselves, wishing that they were me? I couldn’t be greedy and keep those beautiful sounds of you cuming to myself now could I?”
You attempted to respond but found yourself stuttering over your words, not sure what to say, instead of being embarrassed, you were being turned on by his confidence-boosting revelations. “But-but that-”
Remus’ lips are on yours, cutting off your unknown sentence, shutting you up effectively.
“Want to know something? Whilst you’re making these soft little moans that I love so much”, Remus moves his thigh higher, rubbing against your cunt. “I get you all to myself whilst they’re only left with their hands, therefore, I. Win.”
Your skin felt like it was burning, hands delicately trembling on his shoulders as his sinful mouth trailed open-mouthed kisses down your chin and jaw.
“Remmie” your head tilted back as you moaned his name, still trying to remain quiet. Remus continued to hover over your body, hands gripping onto your waist, his thigh still rubbing against your cunt, leaving you wanting more, a good distraction.
“What do you want? Do you want me to stop?” he asked in a teasing manner, not giving time to answer before his head was moving south and his full lips were sealing around your peaked nipple, sucking it into his mouth. Your back arched, trying to move closer, hands gripping painfully into his hair, holding him to you. Releasing your nipple with an audible ‘pop’, he looked at you in the darkness, “or do you want me to keep going?”
You were so lost in his touch, you weren’t even sure you could respond. It was like there was an angel and a demon on either shoulder, one begging you to continue, needing him to touch you more but the other bellowing to stop, knowing James and Sirius were likely listening to the encounter, feeling embarrassed.
Remus felt the tension and rested his weight on his arms on either side of your head, “I won’t continue unless you talk to me, I want to hear that pretty voice of yours”.
As he spoke, his thigh moved rougher against your soaked pussy only causing you to moan rather than talk, eyebrows knitting together as your fingers moved from his shoulders to his defined chest, you knew what you wanted.
“I want you Remmie, please don’t stop” you finally coherently spoke, eyes closing as you zoned into the pleasure that was shooting between your legs. Your boyfriend didn’t respond with words, instead, his lips were instantly on yours, feverishly kissing, nipping your bottom lip until it snapped back, tongue dancing with yours until both of your lungs were aching from lack of oxygen.
With less than an inch between your faces, he whispered into the darkness, low enough that the other boys didn’t hear, wanting the reward for you and only you. “Good girl, my good girl”.
You groaned at the praise, feeling confident once more as he shifted down the bed, easing your panties down with him before his hands eagerly gripping onto your thighs, pushing them back until your knees were almost either side of your head, completely exposing your dripping cunt to him, he could see the wetness even in the dark.
All you were able to do was grip his hands on your thighs before his tongue was pushing between your folds, lapping up every drop like a starved man. The thick muscle delved into your quivering hole, stretching it slightly before sucking your throbbing clit into his mouth.
He watched over your mound, eyes watching your every movement. Seeing the way you were so intensely being pleasured, his mouth touching every part of your pussy with skilful licks.
Turning your head to the side, you were conscious to muffle your moans, hiding your face into the pillow. “Let me hear you, it’s ok baby, you’re safe with me, let me hear you”.
The kindness in his voice had you melting on the spot, especially as he released one of your thighs to inch two fingers into your cunt whilst simultaneously sucking on your clit. You didn’t need to be told twice as you released an almighty, throaty moan that caused Remus to smile against your bundle of nerves.
This was when you heard another distinctive voice in the room, muffled and quiet like they’d been trying to hold it in, but another male definitely grunted “fuck” from one of the other beds. However you truly didn’t care, the thought of Sirius and James in their beds, hands wrapped around their cocks as they listened to you being pleasured by your boyfriend had your centre burning and clenching hard around his fingers.
Remus chuckled as he felt your arousal heighten, “knew you’d like it, baby”. With each passing second, he increased the speed of his fingers, curing them deliciously against that beautiful spot that had you nearly seeing stars, thighs trembling as that tightening coil appeared in your abdomen.
“P-please” you begged, not needing to ask for what, Remus knew exactly what as he pumped his fingers harder, licking back and forth against your clit, still watching your every movement from between your legs. Pure, shocking pleasure erupted through your body, clenching and shivering as you screamed out, twisting away on instinct as his touch became too much.
Remus’ hands massaged up and down your spine, soothing you through the intense orgasm, his cock painfully hard from seeing you mewl and twitch on your side. “You did so well baby, good girl, that’s it, take a deep breath”.
Hazily, you followed his instructions, taking a deep breath, hips still bucking as the pleasure soothed down until a light hum settled over your body leaving you blissfully satisfied and shyly grinning up at him in the dark.
Remus smiled back, kissing your bare shoulder as he spooned behind you, his clothes having now disappeared at some point as his warm skin met your back. One of his arms settled beneath your head as you nuzzled into it, smiling as his cock brushed your slightly overstimulated centre. His tip was soon pushing in, your warm wetness spasming around his veiny length, loving the pain and pleasure that came from his thicker size.
“Fuck,  you’re so tight”, Remus grunted, lips kissing lazily against your neck as his other hand moved your leg over his, giving him better access. Another male moan could be heard from the other side of the room, and the faint sound of slapping from a fist up and down a cock.
“Ah you’re so big!” you moaned, feeling absolutely full of his cock. Remus hummed, gently biting your shoulder as his fingers trailed over your peaked breasts, tweaking the nipples that only caused your cunt to clench.
Remus knew he needed to go slower in this position, not wanting to hurt you as he began pulling out. You were openly moaning, not caring who heard as your walls were caressed by his member, in and out he slowly moved, making sure to push all the way in until your cervix was bumped before withdrawing.
Your hands were trying to grip onto the back of his head but kept slipping and ended up falling into his hand that was until your head, his large hand easily being able to hold both of your hands so you were at his mercy.
The spiral of moans that were leaving your lips was only echoed by the two men that were listening, both of their eyes closed in concentration and only adding to the smirk across Remus as he had you all to himself.
Feeling your muscles relax slightly, Remus increased his speed, the bed shifting with his thrusts, thighs slapping together as you repeatedly shouted his name like a song. He was just so big for you, almost sure that if you glanced down you could see the bulge of his cock appear and disappear with his movements.
This also meant that you were already close to cumming again, wanting to feel that tightness building, needing it to take over your body. Remus did too as he once again increased his pace, furiously fucking you from where he lay on his side behind you, hand moving between your legs to rub on your clit, swiping back and forth.
“You hear them baby? Hear how you’re pleasuring three men tonight, not just me, gonna make us all cum just from those pretty little noises”. You almost cried out just by his words, feeling wetness slashing out as you began to squirt as the peak of your orgasm was taking effect. “That's right, squirt over my cock, cum for me baby”.
He hadn’t even finished his sentence as you followed his instruction, cunt pulsing around his member, squeezing him tight as he didn’t stop fucking you, each time he pulled out, more squirt would coat his cock and thighs.
Remus didn’t give you time to recover as he chances his own high, feeling you relax again beneath him in the post-orgasm state, his fingers that had been playing with your bundle of nerves now pushing against your lips. You opened automatically, sucking his fingers, finding comfort in the moment.
“Good girl, suck my fingers, that’s it, taste yourself on me” Remus grunted against the back of your neck. At the same time, a boisterous “fuck yes” was yelled followed by a string of heavy moans as James came into his hand.
In your cock-drunk mind you half processed this fact, still sucking on his fingers as you clenched your cunt, causing Remus to moan desperately, his hips moving hard and fast until, “fuck- yes, ah” he quivered, stilling his hips as his cock throbbing, releasing his cum into your warm centre. Only a second later and Sirius was shouting with his own release, breathing hard, sweat glistening on his brow.
You smiled around Remus’ fingers, feeling him also smiling against your shoulder. He didn’t pull out, he never did in this position, only removing his fingers to touch your cheek, turning your face to the side so he could kiss the corner of your mouth before collapsing onto the bed.
“Good girl, get some sleep” he whispered quietly, again for only you to hear, not for the other two in the room.
Not another word was said as you relaxed into his hold, feeling his cock becoming softer but still wedged into your cunt, his cum ready to spill out and you felt a thrill go through you as it usually did during your sleep, leaving you to wake up in a sticky mess that Remus always felt a possessive obsession with seeing. The scent of sex was thick in the air, hot and humid as everything had changed between the four sleeping in that dormitory, the morning was sure to bring fun activities. 
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Day 16 of Kinktober 2022
Summary: he's always been obsessed with your tits.
Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!
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Kirishima Eijirou was a "tits over ass any day" kind of man. It seemed as if every ten seconds had him reaching up your shirt to manhandle one of his stressballs.
"They're just so... Squishy... -a-and soft-"
That's exactly what your boyfriend said when you asked why he was so enamoured with them. Once deep, scarlet hues are now reduced to a thin ring around wide pupils, and past swollen lips lie sharp teeth that you find yourself wanting embedded into your breasts.
You love his obsession with your breasts. You're proud of your body, the self love that you'd been teaching yourself rearing it's head and finding a way to the light. Although, Eijirou, the sweetheart that he is, just loves your breasts because they're yours.
He lays behind you on the couch while the TV plays a movie that neither of you are really paying all that much attention to. The light illuminates you both, setting the mood in the otherwise dark room, while Kirishima fondles your breast absent mindedly. He's just doing it for fun - just because it's there, really, but that doesn't explain the sudden twitch you feel at your lower back.
Oh.
"Hey babe, what's up?...
"I want-... I- I want-.… To fuck them..."
Sorry, what?
Surely he doesn't mean...
"You wanna fuck who, now?"
He just snorts and mumbles into the back of your neck, giving you goosebumps as you feel his chest rumble against your back.
"No, silly... I wanna fuck your tits..."
Huh. Well at least you're not stunned and confused anymore. Now your just stunned. The idea seems fun, and the thought does bring a familiar heat between your thighs. You just wonder what's brought this on.
In reality, he's always fantasized about fucking your tits. It's the very image that gets him off when you're not there to help him, but he's finally got the confidence to ask for it now.
"... Alright. I don't see why not~"
He's almost cries at the relief of not being rejected immediately, rolling on top of you before you can say anything against it. Suddenly, your chest is met with cold air as you're stripped of your shirt, your bare breasts being massaged and pushed together.
He just loves to squeeze and play with them, though he wastes no time unzipping his fly and pushing down his pants. His cock, already at full mast, is an angry red at the tip, leaking precum all over his hand while he moans and shivers, staring at your tits like a man hypnotised.
You slowly push your tits together for him, giving him a teasing smirk as he practically drools, too aroused to be his usual, gentlemanly self. In seconds, he's kneeling over you with a hungry look in his eyes, pressing his cock between the little valley between your breasts, groaning at the contact. Pleasure shoots up his spine as his head is flung back, his eyes tearing up and his hips rutting shakily.
Each time the little head peaks out from the top of your breasts you reward it with a lick, and he practically falls apart exactly like you wanted him to. He's never came so quickly in his life, but you don't mind even as your face and chest is smeared in his spend.
He almost faints.
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kingkatsuki · 1 year
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Squirting | Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku x Reader
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𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦.
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Kinktober masterlist.
Summary: Midoriya is having trouble trying to make you squirt, luckily for you Bakugou is on hand to teach him exactly how to do it.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, pwp, cucking (kinda), fingering, squirting, dirty talk, one little bit of degradation, praise, multiple orgasms, Bakugou is v v mean to Deku and very much in love with reader, not proofread!
Word Count: 4.5k.
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Your sex life with Midoriya was satisfactory, sometimes it felt like you shouldn’t complain. Hearing stories over drinks with Momo, Mina and Jirou about their conquests or relationships and the Pro-Hero men that couldn’t even find time for them during busy work weeks, nevermind find time to copulate, you felt lucky that you’d ended up with Midoriya Izuku. Because at least if nothing else, he scheduled intimate time for you both. Even marked it on a little calendar you kept pinned to your kitchen fridge, giggling over the word “smash” written on every other Sunday.
What did it matter if you had to fake a few orgasms, pretending to finish early so he wouldn’t continue fucking into your tight heat when you were bored and on the edge of climax. Waiting patiently for him to reach his peak before scurrying off to satisfy yourself in the shower. You were content, and that’s all that mattered.
Over time you’d both had conversations about spicing things up in the bedroom. Talking about various kinks or positions you’d like to try, Midoriya mentioned a certain roleplay scenario where you pretended to be a damsel in distress with Pro-Hero Deku swooping in to save you, thanking him for his service with your pussy. In exchange, you’d revealed one of the things you wanted to try more than anything else was to see if he could help you squirt.
Of course, Midoriya immediately began to research how to pleasure you. He wouldn’t be the perfect, dutiful boyfriend otherwise. But all the pages he seemed to read online, the videos he watched, nothing seemed to help in his endeavour to make you squirt. So in the last ditch effort, he decided to pick a friend who would be willing to help, someone he could trust, someone with no strings attached—
“Bakugou?” You tugged at the hem of the Deku shirt you were wearing, trying to pull it further down your thick thighs, “What are you doing here?”
“You didn’t even tell her?” Bakugou stood, mouth agape in your shared bedroom, turning to give his friend a glare, “Fuckin’ Deku.”
“I told her! But we hadn’t arranged a day yet…” Midoriya mumbled shyly, lingering by the door.
“The most basic thing you could do and you didn’t even do that.” Bakugou scoffed.
“No, no. I promise, she knows!” Deku continued, “She wants to. We’ve discussed it.”
You wished he’d had the courtesy to at least shoot you a text, you would’ve had a few minutes to mentally prepare yourself or if nothing else put on a cute set of lingerie. You suddenly felt so vulnerable in front of the number two hero, wondering whether he really wanted to be here or if he had been promised something in return like you had with Midoriya’s fantasy.
“Do you want me to leave?” Bakugou looked at you as though you were the only person in the room, wanting to know what you wanted him to do.
“No,” Your face felt flush as he gave you a sly smile.
You looked like an innocent lamb prepared for the slaughter, and Bakugou felt like the big bad wolf ready to devour every inch of you. He felt debauched when Midoriya had approached him in his office one evening to ask for his help with something, already prepared to say no before he’d even heard what it was. But thank whatever Gods above that he didn’t, because it meant that he was now standing in the same room as you.
“Okay, sweetheart. Guess I’m stayin’,” Bakugou gave you a soft smile as he took a step closer to you, “You wanna tell her, or can I?”
“You can,” Midoriya came to stand beside Bakugou as you sat at the foot of their bed.
You weren’t naive, you could see there was a reason that the hulking Pro-Hero Dynamight was standing in your room and that you’d discussed with your boyfriend numerous times. You just hadn’t expected him to bring home the man tonight, you felt completely unprepared and an apprehensive ebb swirled inside your tummy. You couldn’t deny you’d held a crush on the Pro-Hero since Midoriya had introduced you years ago, it was hard not to when he was absolutely gorgeous. Aging like a fine wine as the number two seemed to hold a similar soft spot for you in return. But you’d never expected to act on it, so this moment had your heart fluttering in anticipation.
“Deku said you wanted help with somethin’?” Bakugou continued, “Said he wanted help to make you cum?”
The blatant explanation had your cheeks flushed and your cunt throbbing from his crude tone, biting down on the inside of your cheeks to stop the debauched moan from leaving your lips.
“To squirt-” Midoriya clarified.
“Same fuckin’ thing.” Bakugou rolled his eyes, moving to squat in front of you at the foot of the bed. His large palms pressed against your thighs as vermillion eyes stared up at you softly, gauging your reaction, “So? Do you want me to help you squirt, sweetheart?”
His palms felt warm against your skin, making you wonder how much warmer they’d be just before he ignited them for his quirk or in the sudden aftermath. Wondering if they’d be warm enough to scorch your skin and leave a mark, a reminder of your time together. You felt him squeeze your supple skin softly as he waited for your answer, obviously wanting consent before he continued further. You gave him a gentle nod as you worried your bottom lip between your teeth.
“‘m gonna need to hear you say it, princess.” Bakugou pressed, “Deku does too.”
“Yes,” You replied simply, watching Bakugou’s lips curl into a grin as he began to soothe his hands along your thighs, the calloused palms catching against your softness as he groaned low in his throat.
“Do you have a safe word?” You scrunched your nose slightly at the question, you’d never really felt the need for one with Midoriya before. The positions and kinks you’d both explored in the bedroom hardly warranted one, and often if you just told him to stop he would.
“No.” You whispered.
“Jesus,” Bakugou turned his head to glare at Midoriya, “Do you guys do anything?”
“We do—” Midoriya countered, “We just never need one. She says stop and I stop.”
“Well, I’m gonna fuckin’ need one.” Bakugou turned back to you, “If I do anything you don’t like, or it’s too much and you want to stop. Anytime, say boom. You got that?”
You found yourself nodding before you remembered what Bakugou had said before, “Yes.”
He grinned up at you, “What’s the safe word?”
“Boom.”
“Good girl.” The praise sent a jolt of electricity directly to your clit as you tried to squeeze your thighs together to give yourself some much-needed friction. A movement that didn’t go unnoticed by Bakugou as he gave you a coy smirk, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll get to you in a second, okay?”
“What if she says boom during- you know? By accident?” Midoriya mumbled.
“What? You’ve fucked her so good you’ve got her screaming ‘boom’?” Bakugou snorted.
“Well, no but-”
“So I think she’ll be safe,” Bakugou stroked your cheek, “What do you think, sweetheart? You wanna change the safe word?”
“No,” You whispered, earning a grin from Bakugou.
“Atta girl,” He squeezed your thigh in confirmation as he turned his attention back to Midoriya.
“What do you actually do together?” Bakugou snorted, “Do you even know where the clit is?”
“Of course I do,” He mumbled, “I’ve made her cum.”
“What about the g-spot?” Bakugou continued, uncaring for Deku’s endeavours in the bedroom as he was more enticed by the sight of you nervously staring down at him.
“The what?” Midoriya mumbled.
“Jesus.” Bakugou rolled his eyes, “No wonder you need fuckin’ help.”
Bakugou stood from his position between your thighs as he held a warm hand out to you to move you to stand.
“Will you take your shirt off for me and get on the bed?” His gruff voice was soft as you found yourself nodding before he’d even finished asking.
Moving your hands down to the hem of the shirt you were wearing to leave yourself in your pair of cotton panties.
“Is this part of it?” You whispered.
“Nah, I just wanted to see your pretty tits.” He grinned as you saw Deku scrunch his nose in irritation behind you.
Bakugou had a completely warped sense of power having you completely naked while he remained fully clothed. Also seeing you sat there in what was obviously a shirt you’d stolen from Deku had him irritable, not wanting to make you climax while you were wearing the shirt of another Pro-Hero. It was bad enough that you weren’t his in the first place, you deserved better.
“You’re so pretty,” Bakugou groaned as he stood beside the bed, eyes roaming your exposed skin, “Deku’s so fuckin’ lucky, ain’t he?”
You looked over at your boyfriend who was watching the scene intently, a sweet smile on his face when his gaze met yours, an evident bulge thick in his pants.
“Do you mind if I touch you a little first, to help you relax?” Bakugou moved to kneel on the bed between your thighs as he hovered over you, still fully clothed.
“Don’t kiss her,” Midoriya called out from behind.
“Shut up, Deku. You wanted me here, you don’t get to bark orders at me now.” Bakugou spat, but to your disappointment, he avoided your lips as he pressed a gentle kiss against your collarbone.
“This okay?” He whispered as he reached up to cup one of your breasts tentatively, your nipple pebbling beneath his palm as you released a soft sigh.
The calloused pads of his fingers moved to pinch the sensitive buds as he twirled and twisted them between his digits, pulling more pretty noises from your throat as he felt his cock throbbing beneath his sweats.
“You like that, huh?” Bakugou smirked, leaning down to capture the other between his lips as his teeth grazed the sensitive skin. Shamelessly clenching your thighs together as your hand immediately moved to the back of his head to thread your fingers through his messy mop of hair, nails grazing his scalp as you tugged roughly. Causing Bakugou to groan against your skin, sending pleasurable vibrations through you.
“Is this necessary?” Midoriya spoke as he sat down on the bed on the other side, causing Bakugou to pull back from your chest with a snarl. The cool air in the room cooled Bakugou’s spit against your nipple as you shivered beneath him.
“You want me to get her to squirt when she ain’t even horny?” Bakugou scoffed, “You slide it in dry, dumbass?”
“We have lube.” Midoriya mumbled, “If it’ll help?”
“Fuckin’ hell.” Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to control his temper, were you really happy with this idiot? “If she’s turned on, it’ll be easier to make her squirt. You know that right?”
“Oh-” It was as though a lightbulb had been illuminated in Midoriya’s mind, as you knew he was probably fighting the urge to grab his phone to take notes, “I get it, keep going.”
“We’re gonna take these off so I can help Deku make you feel good, sweetheart. Is that okay?” Bakugou thumbed the edge of your basic panties, wishing you’d picked one of your sexier pairs today but he was still staring down at you with the most intoxicated look in his eyes.
“Yeah,” Bakugou began to tug the cotton down your thighs as he noticed the silvery strings of slick connected between you and the fabric. Wondering if he’d manage to commandeer them by the end of the night as a depraved souvenir, “Fuck.”
In hindsight, it was probably a terrible idea for Bakugou to agree to this when he was so completely in love with you. If he had asked Kirishima for his opinion before answering he knew his best friend would’ve shot it down in an instant. Telling him not to get himself involved and end up hurt, that having a taste of you would only make him want you more. And now Bakugou could confirm this was true. It was as though he’d been led through the gates of heaven and been shown paradise, and now he didn’t want to leave. The moment he’d coveted for so long was finally happening, and now he’d had a taste of you it wasn’t enough. He was greedy.
“I’m not sure I can do it, I’ve never before-” You mumbled shyly.
“That’s cause shitty Deku doesn’t know how to do it,” Bakugou replied with a grin.
“No, I mean. I’ve never- even with myself—“ You trailed off, hoping you wouldn’t have to be subjected to the embarrassment of explaining.
“Oh fuck,” Bakugou groaned, “That’s so hot. You been trying to make your pretty little pussy squirt all by yourself, sweetheart?”
You gasped at his blunt words and how they had your clit throbbing harshly.
“How have you been trying to do it? You got toys or you use those little fingers?”
“Both. Mostly m-my fingers,” You whispered. You’d tried toys before but none had been tailored specifically to help women squirt, little bullet vibes or clit-sucking vibrators that seemingly did little to help in your endeavour.
Bakugou sucked in a breath at your response, trying to stop himself from cumming in his pants at the admission as he imagined you alone in your bed trying desperately to get yourself off with your little fingers and silicone toys to no avail. Oh, he’d show you how to cum and he’d have you cumming hard.
“You’re pure sin, sweetheart. Pure fuckin’ sin.” Bakugou groaned, “Don’t worry, Dynamight’s got you now.”
Bakugou moved his fingers to stroke against your outer labia, groaning at how soft you felt as he began to spread your folds between his thumb and forefinger as he caught sight of your tiny clit peeking out for him. Shamelessly staring at you as he committed the sight to memory, knowing that this would be the subject of his motivations on those lonely nights when he’s fucking his fist to the thought of you.
Dragging his fingers between your folds as the calloused tips caught your clit, causing your hips to buck as he continued lower. Circling your tight entrance as he began to press his middle finger inside you, feeling your tight walls beginning to squeeze around him.
Shit, you were so tight. Did Deku even fuck you at all?
“She’s so tight,” Bakugou mumbled through clenched teeth as he began to wiggle his finger inside you.
“I know,” Midoriya grinned as he watched his friend touch his girlfriend.
Bakugou continued languidly pumping his finger inside you as you felt his blunt nails dragging along the ridges of your walls, sweet whines spilling from your lips as he finally managed to slide another inside you to begin stretching you out around him. He was tempted to swoop down to taste you, but he didn’t want Midoriya to stop him before he’d even begun as he continued pumping his fingers inside you. His thumb pressed against your puffy clit as he heard the sinful groan that left your body, your walls clamping down around him as he watched your eyes clench shut in pleasure.
“When she gets close you wanna start curling your fingers towards you.” Bakugou curled his fingers as he pressed them against the spongy spot inside you.
“Curl my fingers?” Midoriya mumbled.
“Yeah? Like this,” Bakugou pulled his soaked fingers from your cunt as he showed them to Deku, his cock throbbing at how they glistened beneath the lights in the room as you made a sound of irritation at the loss of contact.
“Don’t whine, baby, don’t whine. I gotcha. I’m not gonna leave you unsatisfied.” Bakugou smirked, moving them to slip back inside your body, “Gotta show this dumbass how to please you right, don’t I?”
You sighed as he resumed position, continuing to pump his fingers inside you as you felt the tightness continuing to build in your stomach as he worked you towards your climax.
“And if you wanna speed things up you can put your palm here,” Bakugou moved his free hand to press against your pelvis firmly, increasing the tension as you bucked your hips, “See? Doesn’t that feel good, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” You choked on a gasp as your walls began to tremor around his fingers, Midoriya’s cock throbbing in his pants at the sight as he palmed himself through the fabric.
Bakugou’s fingers were constant on the same spot inside you, flicking his wrist with each pump as he felt your legs trying to clamp down around him. His thick thighs pressed between them to stop you from avoiding the sensation as he continued his precise movements.
“I feel funny.” You tremble, your hands fisting the sheets beneath you as you feel like you might need to pee. The shame and embarrassment throbbing inside you as you try desperately to hold yourself back, cowering away from your bliss.
“Don’t fight it, sweet girl.” Bakugou cooed gently, “Just let it happen.”
An unfamiliar sensation began to swirl in your pelvis, the coil inside you tightening as you cried out, writhing against the sheets as the sensation began to consume you.
“Stop, oh my god. It’s too much.” Tears began to cling to your lashes as you thrashed beneath Bakugou, his hand against your pelvis keeping you steady as he continued his movements.
“She said stop,” Midoriya’s eyes were wide with worry as Bakugou definitely did not stop.
“She’ll tell you to stop, but she’s got a safe word for a reason. Don’t you, sweetheart?” Bakugou pressed, vermillion eyes looking up at your face, “Do you wanna use the safe word?”
“No,” You managed to choke out, “Oh my god-”
Bakugou kept his thumb constant against your clit as his fingers continued beating against the same spot inside you repeatedly.
Your climax came so abruptly that you didn’t even register it at first, a jumbled mixture of words tumbled from your lips as you felt yourself come undone. Your mind was hazy with euphoria as both men stared between your thighs unabashedly, watching the clear stream of liquid spurt from your cunt and soak the sheets beneath you.
Tears began to stream down your temples as Bakugou pulled his fingers from your spent body, his thumb rubbing soothing circles against your puffy clit to help ease you down from your high as Midoriya stared down at you in awe.
“Wow,” Midoriya whispered breathlessly as he stared down at the filthy sight in front of him, the sheets damp beneath you as you tried to blink back the white spots that blanked your vision.
Watching his friend doing such illicit things to you shouldn’t have made him feel so needy, so desperate. Groaning beneath his breath as he watched the steady rise and fall of your chest as you tried to regain your breath, reaching out to palm one of your tits as you sighed blissfully.
“Good girl,” Bakugou squeezed your hip softly, his grey sweats now soaked with your arousal, “Did it feel good?”
Your walls continued throbbing as you nodded your head, your entire body aflame as both men stared at the mess between your thighs.
“Fuck it,” Bakugou loomed over you as he brought his lips down to your messy slit, dragging his tongue between your folds.
You jolted in surprise as your lips parted in a muted cry, feeling his tongue prodding against your tight entrance as he lapped at your release like a man starved.
“You already made her do it” Midoriya mumbled as he palmed his cock, his boxers felt as wet as the sheets beneath you as he tried to adjust his skin against the sticky fabric, “It’s my turn now right?”
He sounded like a child asking to play with a toy at Christmas, his palm wrapped around your thigh as he tried to pull you in his direction. Feeling Bakugou’s lips curve into a snarl against your cunt as he growled in irritation.
“Listen, I’m helping you out it’s the least you could do.” Bakugou pulled back from your cunt with a smirk, his chin glistening with your essence as he crudely wiped it off with the back of his hand, “Alright your turn, dumbass. Let’s see if you learnt anything.”
“Okay,” Bakugou moved to give Midoriya more room as your boyfriend settled between your thighs, his hands stroking against your soft skin as he gently dragged his fingers through your slit.
“Do you think you can do it again for Deku, angel?” Bakugou cooed as he lay beside you on the bed, his scent intoxicating as the warmth of his body heat began to surround you.
“Mmm, yeah.” You hummed, breathing a soft sigh as you felt Midoriya press a solo finger inside your fluttering walls.
“Is that good, baby?” Midoriya whispered as he began to pump it inside your pliant body, feeling your walls throbbing around him as you nodded your head.
“More,” You mumbled, keening as Midoriya happily obliged. Two fingers now pumping inside you as you began to roll your hips to meet his movements, feeling the pleasure beginning to build inside as you climbed towards the same peak.
“So fingers against her g-spot.” Bakugou guided, his hand moulding your breast, uncaring that it was covered in your drying slick as he thumbed your nipple. Your back arched off the bed as you leaned into his touch.
“Where?” Deku mumbled.
“Jesus,” Bakugou rolled his eyes as he moved back between your thighs to settle beside Midoriya, “Did ya not listen to anything I just fuckin’ told ya?”
“No, no, I did.” Midoriya mumbled, “I mean I can’t find it.”
You could feel Midoriya’s fingers messily jabbing inside you as they searched for the coveted spot, shifting uncomfortably beneath him as his nails began to catch against your spongy walls.
“Fuckin’ dumbass,” Bakugou grunted as he gave a final, lingering squeeze to your tit before shifting his body to settle back beside Midoriya, shouldering him roughly to make room between your thighs. Taking one of his fingers as he hooked it inside you beside your boyfriend's, the sensation causing you to gasp as both men filled you up. Bakugou deliberately wriggled his digit until it pressed against the exact spot inside you, almost as though it was already muscle memory, Midoriya following suit as he felt the smooth ridge along your walls.
“That— right there.” Bakugou groaned as he watched your face contort in pleasure, “See how much she likes it?”
Thrashing against the bed as you leaned into their touch, “More.”
Feeling the extra stimulation from the stretch of both men inside you at the same time as they continued to press against the spot, attempting to match each other’s rhythm but it was still off-kilter as Midoriya pressed away from you as Bakugou pressed against it. The sloppy movement actually left you feeling even hotter and bothered as neither allowed you a moment of respite, moaning sinfully as you felt the pleasure building inside you once more.
“Slutty girl,” Bakugou smirked, watching your face contort in pleasure as he kept his movements consistent.
Midoriya had never called you anything like it, and it left you feeling warm and craving the sound again. Wanting to hear Bakugou spew all kinds of filth against the shell of your ear as he helped you vault into the feeling of pure ecstasy.
“Put your hand there, man. Let her feel it— that’s it.” Beckoning Midoriya to place his hand on your pelvis to try and increase the tension building between your thighs while simultaneously holding your writhing body steady, “You like both of us at the same time, hah?”
“Fuck,” You choked on a gasp as a jolt of pleasure surged through you to descend directly to your core.
“Keep hitting it, she’s clenching.” Bakugou continued, flicking his wrist with more urgency, “She’s close, you gonna show Deku how pretty you are when you’re squirtin’ for him, yeah?”
“Yeah,” You cried out, the pleasure inside you overwhelming as you felt yourself being thrust into your bliss until the sensation was promptly stolen from you. Groaning indignantly as you felt tears welling in your eyes at the loss of sensation.
“Fuckin’ idiot.” Midoriya pulled away early, causing Bakugou to curse under his breath as he swiftly added another finger to resume his friend's movements.
Midoriya’s eyes widened as he spewed our apologies, resuming his movements inside you, “I thought she already came.”
“Just keep goin’ you’ll know when she’s done,” Bakugou snarled, biting his tongue to stop himself from starting a fight with his friend just as you were at the height of your climax.
“I’m gonna- I’m- oh my god,” The sensation was so overwhelming as you were plunged into paradise. Screaming as pleasure consumed you, your walls clamping down around both men's fingers as you came undone. You didn’t think you’d be able to squirt twice in a row, but you were proved wrong as a stream of liquid began to seep from your body.
Both men kept you riding through the pleasure as more clear spurts of liquid continued to spill out against their forearms and collect against the sheets. Pressing all four of his fingers against your clit to frantically rub it from side to side as drops of liquid began to spray beneath them. Making an even bigger mess than before as both men continued to watch in awe.
“Don’t pull back now, dumbass. Are you fuckin’ stupid or somethin’?” Bakugou snarled as your boyfriend pulled back thinking you’d already climaxed, “She’s still cumming.”
More desperate cries sounded from your lips as Bakugou prolonged your pleasure, you’d never felt quite so lightheaded as you did at this moment. The euphoria completely consumed you until all you could see were those same pretty eyes staring down at you, your cunt throbbing around his fingers as he began to slow his movements. This time allowing you to close your thighs around his hand as you reached out lethargically to wrap a hand around his wrist to stop him from torturing your overstimulated sex.
"Love yo-" Bakugou stopped himself before the words slipped out, hearing Kirishima's irritating voice at the back of his head, "Love this fuckin' pussy."
“S’too much,” You whined, feeling Bakugou’s fingers still inside you as he stopped tormenting your smooth walls, cherishing the aftershocks of you throbbing around him.
“Poor, baby.” Bakugou feigned sympathy, “But it felt good, didn’t it pretty girl?”
You were nodding before he’d even finished the question, unable to remember a time you'd felt so attractive and desired by someone. The look of absolute adoration in both men's gazes as they looked down at you with lust-blown eyes had a heightened pleasure soaring through you.
“You did such a good job for us, sweetheart. Looked all pretty and shit squirtin’ for us.”
“I didn’t think I could,” You mumbled shyly.
“Clearly hadn’t been doin’ it right, hah.” Bakugou grinned, finally pulling his fingers from your slick heat as you whined from the loss of contact.
“Can’t believe you’ve never done this for her before, asshole.” Bakugou scoffed, his cock throbbing painfully hard beneath his soaked sweats as he tried to commit the debauched sight of you to memory, “What else do I need to teach you, Deku?”
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kinktober masterlist!!
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
word count: 1.2k
warnings: roomate!steve, free use agreement (fully consensual), an allusion to sex, hair pulling, degradation, a little bit of bondage, penetrative sex, edging
a/n: shoutout to the loml @ddejavvu for helping me out with some characterization!! dedicating this one to her as 1/2 of her birthday present!! <3
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When I had first seen Steve’s ad for a roommate, I hadn’t paid any mind to the lack of a rent price in the ad. I figured he would let me know if he actually wanted me to move in. So after he showed me around and we talked for a bit about all the major stuff, I asked about it. And he gave the most intriguing answer I’ve ever heard.
“Well, I’m gonna offer you two options. You could pay half of the rent, so about $900 a month or…you could-could pay nothing.” This option seems to make him nervous, as he shifts slightly in his seat.
“Pay nothing?”
“See, that comes with a catch. If you choose to pay nothing then I would cover you and…you would have to return the favour.” A hint of red colours his cheeks. While I admit it suits him, it gives me a hint as to where this conversation is going.
“And how would I do that?”
“By being a-available at all times.” He smiles sheepishly and fiddles with his hoodie strings
“Available for…what exactly?”
“Sex.” When he says it I think I’ve misheard him. But…he couldn’t have said anything else. He takes my staring as a cue to explain further.
“Well…that sounds bad. You don’t have to have sex with me, especially not right away. And you’re perfectly welcome to pay your half of the rent and completely forget about this. But I like you. And my job is…pretty stressful. So if you would be okay with me relieving that stress with you, I’d be happy to cover the full rent.” He smiles softly and I take a second to process all this. I mean, I did think he was really cute. And definitely my type.
Also, I didn’t have many other options for an apartment. This place was in a good neighbourhood, I had my own bathroom, a nice kitchen, and plenty of natural light. I would be crazy to give that up. And I would be even crazier to give up living rent-free in exchange for having occasional sex with my very hot roommate.
“You know what? Sure. You’ve got a deal, Harrington. Just don’t be a perv.” His laugh is boyish, grinning as he sips his water.
“You’ve got my word.”
So, I moved in a week later. Frankly, it was a great deal. Steve was incredibly sweet and we ended up spending a lot of time together. Which of course, had its perks.
“Holy shit,” I whisper into the hot room, as Steve collapses next to me, panting.
“Holy shit is right. I figured it would take at least another month before we hooked up.” He smiles at me and I can’t help but return it.
“I really thought the only times we would do anything would be whenever you wanna take your stress out on me,” I say as he tugs me close, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head.
“Well, I had to give you a little preview of what you’re signing up for. Would hate to condemn you to mediocre sex.” He chuckles and I smile up at him.
“I don’t think anything about you is mediocre, Steve Harrington.”
After that, he really took advantage of our agreement. He started off slow, wandering hands when I was doing the dishes, gently groping me if I was near, a lewd comment every once in a while. Honestly, I liked it. It made me feel so wanted. I found myself craving every glance, comment, and touch.
When he finally upped the ante, bending me over the counter one night after dinner to fuck me with almost no warning, it was practically a dream come true.
And boy did Steve know it.
“Fucking stupid motherfuckers.” I hear Steve cursing under his breath as he slams the front door behind him. I pause my movie, turning to look at him. He’s toeing his shoes off, furiously tugging at his tie. I know how much he hated the thing. It represented everything he hated while working at his dad’s firm.
“Bad day?” I question, finally gaining his attention. The second his eyes focus on me, they darken.
“Mhm. Very…stressful.” He crosses the room quickly. His hand gently pushes my hair away from my face before gripping it tightly. Steve knows to grab at the base of the hairs, so it doesn’t hurt as much but I still wince.
“I-I can help with that?” I peer up at him and he breaks for a second, smiling fondly.
“You’re such a good girl…turn around?” He grips the fabric of his tie in his hands, making me grin and turn. The second I’m situated, he smacks me with it. It barely stings, but the surprise makes me yelp.
“Be quiet. Don’t wanna hear you.” He grips my wrists in one hand, wrapping his tie around them. This was not a new thing, so I don’t squirm. Steve enjoyed having my hands bound while he used me.
I try not to move as he tugs my pyjama pants down just enough to expose my ass. Luckily for him, it was laundry night so I had forgone panties.
“Such a slut.” He mumbles, ever a fan of degradation. His hand runs over the fat of my ass, squeezing the flesh appreciatively. He pulls away to undo his pants, the metal of his belt buckle clicking as he drops the leather to the floor. A small part of me is disappointed. I’d been hoping he’d spank me at least a few times. It always hurt so well.
I feel the head of his cock line up with my entrance and I bite my lip hard to keep from moaning.
“Fucking hell…” He curses as he starts pushing in. He goes slower than normal, maybe trying to make this last extra long. Steve was always a big fan of spending hours bringing both of us to the edge, just to stop so that we could do it all over again.
“Please…” I whisper before I can think. He stops and I tense, ready for him to spank me hard.
“I told you to be fucking quiet.” Before I can apologize, he slams into me. I gasp, barely able to catch my breath as he starts pounding into me.
“S-such a stupid toy.” He moans softly, nails digging into me. Moans continue to slip out of me as the head of his cock slams into that spot that makes me go crazy. He doesn’t bother reprimanding though, focusing on chasing his release.
“This pussy always feels so fucking good.” He groans. I can feel my orgasm building, the coil tightening with every deep thrust. I know Steve is on the edge, so I have to cum before he does. No way does he spend extra time on me now that I made noise.
“Shit!” He curses and I feel him cum. As his thrusts slow, my orgasm ebbs away. I whine weakly but he just chuckles and pulls out slowly. Cum slowly leaks out of me and runs down my thighs as Steve leans down to whisper in my ear.
“Don’t you know? Toys don’t get to cum.”
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Best friends (Stucky x Reader)
Best friends Stucky x virgin!Reader Warnings: smut, smut, smut, smut
Summary: Bucky has this amazing idea to give your virginity to Steve while he watches.
A/N: Kinktober 2022
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Bucky is your best friend.
Bucky is your best friend.
Bucky is your best friend.
Ugh, you could kill him with your bare hands right now!
"What?" Your voice fills the small kitchen of your apartment. The TV is muffled and forgotten in the living room. Your favorite mug lands on the counter with a loud thud. Hot tea splashes out onto the cheap surface. Your eyes are wide, and your breathing is ragged as you watch the two men at the doorway. Bucky and Steve stand beside each other with crossed arms and smug smirks.
Ugh, the urge to punch them in the face!
"This is my best idea ever!" Bucky almost shouts with excitement. You are sure even your neighbors can hear him. "Okay," you breathe out with a feigned calmness in your voice."You lost your mind." "I did not!" "Then you have a stroke!" "Don't be such a meanie!" While you two argue, Steve continues to smirk and stare at you. Your leggings hug your legs deliciously while the worn t-shirt is bigger than you in several sizes. The fabric is familiar to Steve. It was Bucky's once. Your hair is a mess, and your face is free from makeup. The blonde man is sure he never saw you without lipstick before. You are still pretty. You are always pretty. The mention of his name wakes him up from his thoughts. "Steve, there is no way you agree with him!" Your eyes are on the blonde man now, waiting for his reaction. He shrugs, smirking. He is definitely not against the idea. "It would be so horrible?" You open your mouth to answer but can't find your voice. Having sex with Steve? You are sure it wouldn't be horrible. Losing your virginity like this? Yeah, it sounds like a lifetime of humiliation and shame. Your attention turns back to Bucky. "I can't believe you did this behind my back." Worry flashes on the brunette's expression before he steps closer to you until he can reach your arms. His long fingers smooth along your soft skin, holding your hands in his warm ones. "You told me you want to lose your virginity." Heat washes over your cheeks, and you don't dare to look at Steve, who is still at the doorway, watching and waiting. "I told you I would do it, but you are afraid it would change things between us." "And you asking your best friend to have sex with me while you are watching won't change things?" You ask. Your voice is high and breathless. "Well, you can trust Steve, and me being there is just an extra." A cheeky smirk pulls on his plump lips. Yeah, you know about Bucky's kinks and his history with Steve. And Steve… You know you can trust him. Even if you and Bucky are closer, thanks to the years you worked at the restaurant together, Steve is still your friend. "Bucky…" "Come on," the brunette coos, pulling you closer to his warm body. "It will be fun." "You and I have entirely different ideas about fun," you groan. You still feel humiliated, but can't deny the slight throbbing between your legs. "You say this because nobody ate you out before." "Bucky!" Your whine is muffled by his chest, but their laugh is clear and loud.
"So, what do you say, sweet girl?" Steve's deep voice is right behind you, making you jump and gasp as you look over your shoulder. "Are you sure you want this?" You ask him. You can't help but still feel a bit humiliated. Your best friend has to ask his best friend to take your virginity. It's not like you couldn't get laid if you want to, you just don't want someone you barely know but getting to know someone is not in your priorities. Steve moves closer. He presses his hips to the small of your back where you can feel his hard answer. "What do you think?" "Okay," you exhale. "So… how… how are we going to do this?" You can't believe you say yes to this madness, but here you are. "Let's go to your bedroom first," Bucky answers, leading you to the small room with Steve still on your heels. "It will be more comfortable here."
Excitement and hunger roar up in your belly while you stand at the end of the bed. Steve is in front of you, and Bucky takes his seat on the sofa at the wall. A satisfied smirk plays on his lips, and in other circumstances, you would make sure to wipe it off, but right now, you are too busy with the other man. Steve's arms slide around your waist, hugging you close as he stares down at you. "We will start it slow, okay?" He asks quietly to not to break the moment between you. "And we can stop at any moment." You nod. "Okay." He dips closer until your lips meet. It starts softly. Your first kiss with Steve is barely stronger than a light brush on your tingling lips. Like a warm breath. A soft breeze. He moves back, and when he sees the impatient dizziness on your face, he grins and kisses you again. His tongue dances along your lower lip, nibbling on the soft flesh until you open your mouth, and he invades you, moving his hand to the back of your head. The slight pull on your hair makes you moan, and the kiss soon becomes all tongue and teeth. Steve feasts on your lips, letting his hunger for you lead him for long seconds. "Was it your first kiss?" He asks. His breath fans over your face. Bucky scoffs in the background, and you groan as you glance at your friend. "Shut up!" Then you look back at Steve. "No." The story of your first kiss is a long story. Well, not that long, but rather awkward. "Are you ready to go further?" With a deep breath, you nod and let him take off your t-shirt. Bucky's t-shirt. "Do you have a lot of Bucky's clothes?" Steve asks, letting the worn fabric fall on the ground. His gaze runs over your bare upper body without shame. "I mean…" "She has all my sweaters," Bucky chimes in. Steve chuckles and moves his hands to pull down your leggings. "Oh, you, shut up!" You snap at Bucky again, stepping out of your pants. Your whole body burns under their heavy stare, but the light conversation helps you to stay calm and collected. You have to force yourself not to hide your breasts with your arms. Steve wouldn't let you anyway. "Don't listen to him, Y/N," Steve says, cupping your jaw to pull your attention away from Bucky. "He is just jealous." No. He is not. All three of you know that. Even though Bucky would love to participate, he enjoys just watching the same. Watching you getting bare in front of his hungry eyes makes him hard and horny. His half-hard cock is pressed against his jeans. You are just as beautiful as he imagined when you first mentioned your lack of sex life.
Steve kisses you again while his hand moves from your arms to your ribs until he cups your tits with both hands. He gropes them, playing with the soft flesh. His thumbs brush over your nipples, flicking and teasing the buds until they are hard under his rough fingertips. Your back arches, pushing your chest into his palms some more. "Do you like it?" Steve asks. "Are your pretty nipples sensitive?" "I…I guess." The words leave your swollen lips ragged. "Steve!" You cry out when he pinches and pulls on one of them. The light pain goes straight between your legs. Your clit throbs in sync with the beat of your heart. "Oh, they are," he smirks smugly. "Let me have fun with them, sweet girl. Let me taste them." He doesn't even wait for your answer. His lips latch on one of the hard buds, sucking it into his warm mouth. His teeth graze the sensitive skin, and his tongue flattens on the bud. He hollows his cheeks as he starts to suckle on your breast. Your hand is in his hair, pulling on the soft strands. "Steve," you cry out his name. Your voice is whiny and impatient. Steve and Bucky groan at the same time. The brunette is still on the sofa, stroking his own cock through his jeans. "Sweet girl," Steve chuckles, leaving your soft tits to kiss and nibble on your skin to stop under your ear. "What's the problem, Y/N?" "I…" You don't know what to say. You need so many things from the man you don't know where to start. "Yeah?" He teases. "How do you feel? Tell me." "I… I'm burning and aching," you reply, tasting the words on your tongue. Your skin is too tight, and your pussy is too empty. "Ah," he coos. "Our sweet girl is aching." You notice the word 'our' but say nothing about it. You are too busy with Steve's wandering hands, and you don't hate the thought. Being their girl. His arm curls around your waist while his other hand slips into your panties. "Your pussy aching?" He asks, cupping you between your legs. His middle finger glides through your soft folds. You soak his hand within seconds. "Take off her panties," Bucky orders hoarsely. He can't wait to see your sweet cunt. And the view of your naked body is prettier than he ever imagined. You step out of your panties automatically when Steve pulls them down on your legs. The apex of your thighs shines with your juices, and the blonde man's fingers are thick and long between your folds. "Do you want to taste him, Buck?" Steve asks suddenly. Your eyes widen. Even though you agreed Bucky would stay on the sideline, the thought of him between your leg doesn't seem so horrible. Steve smirks at your reaction and the slight disappointment on your face when Bucky walks closer but instead of falling on his knees, he takes Steve's fingers into his mouth. The view of your best friend sucking on another man's finger makes your pussy gush around nothing. "I think she likes it," Steve states, pulling his fingers in and out between Bucky's lips. He makes sure he is wet enough with the brunette's saliva before gliding his hand back to your pussy. He opens you up while kissing you again. "Such a shame he can't take care of you," Steve teases with feigned sadness. "Because, sweet girl, he is the devil himself with his mouth and tongue." You moan and grind yourself against his hand. His palm grazes over your clit, smearing your wetness all over your pussy and mound. "Lay down, baby," Steve says, breaking the kiss. "Let me taste you properly. I have to make sure you can take my cock into your pretty pussy." You do as he says. Your whole body trembles as you let yourself fall back on your bed, legs open, waiting. "Look at that, Bucky," Steve breathes out. "So pretty." "And she tastes so good," the other moans. His eyes are on your pussy, amazed by the beautiful view of your juicy center and swollen tits. Your nipple still glistens with Steve's saliva. "We will see," the man hums, kneeling down at the end of the bed. Soon, your legs are over his broad shoulders, and his face is between your legs. You hear him breathing in your sweet scent, and his groan runs through your spine. "Steve," you cry. "Please." "I'm coming, sweet girl, it's okay." And with that, he laps up on your folds, gathering your wetness on his hot tongue. He licks and slurps on your folds until he finds your throbbing, aching clit. He closes his lips around the sensitive bud, sucking on it like he did on your nipples not long ago.
Meanwhile, Bucky stands next to the bed. His cock is free from his jeans, his hand around the thick shaft as he strokes himself. His movements are slow, savoring every moment of you moaning and begging for more. "Don't forget your fingers, Steve," Bucky comments cheekily. "Don't forget what I taught you." Wet, slurping sounds fill the room that stop for a second when Steve growls into your pussy with distaste. "Oh, god," you moan. Your fingers dig into the cover under you, and your back arches away from the bed. It feels like Steve sucks the soul out of you, and you have nothing against the idea. Steve's fingers soon find your entrance, propping the tight hole to stretch you out and get you ready for his throbbing erection. He makes sure he goes slow and soft, not wanting to hurt you. "Cum, Y/N. Cum in Steve's mouth. Show him what that pussy can do." Bucky's order is sudden, but your body recognizes it immediately. Pleasure flares up in your veins as your chest swells with oxygen. Steve's grip on your hip is hard and tight as you grind against his lips and fingers. He devours everything you give him, slurping and drinking on your sweet nectar. Your thighs close around his head, keeping him in place until you are spent and dizzy. Small shocks shake your body when your orgasm ends. "Did you ever make yourself cum like this?" Bucky asks. His hand is on the base of his thick cock, keeping himself from cumming. Your breathing is rapid and heavy as you shake your head. No. And you are not sure you could ever do it. When your legs fall from his head, Steve kisses up on your whole body until he reaches your lips. The taste of you on his dominating tongue is overwhelming enough to make you excited once again. "Take it off," you murmur between kisses as you grab his shirt to tug on it. You feel his smile on your lips before he backs away to undress. "You are so pretty," you hum, still dizzy after your orgasm. Both Steve and Bucky laugh at your loose tongue. "You think so, sweet girl?" Steve smirks. "Yes." He really is. His skin is smooth on his broad muscles and the air gets stuck in your lungs when his jeans fall on the ground too. His cock is thick and hard. A bluish vein runs on the side of his shaft. The head is red and wet with pre-cum. "That's pretty too," you admit quietly mostly to yourself, but Steve and Bucky hear you. "Sweet girl," the blonde chuckles. "And what do you think about Bucky's dick?" He asks, moving up on you until your bodies are pressed against each other. His breath is warm on the side of your face. He leans on his elbow while his other hand caresses your side, drawing the underside of your breast and flicking the hard nipple. Your gaze wanders to Bucky, who still stands at the side of the bed, cock in hand, eyes on you. His cock is thicker than Steve's, but not that long. His balls hang heavy and deliciously. Licking your lips, you drag your eyes up on the man until you meet his lust-filled gaze. "Bucky's pretty too." "What?" Steve asks, nibbling on your neck. His deep baritone rumbles over your heated skin. "What is pretty, baby?" "Bucky's cock." "She is already cockdrunk," Bucky laughs, but he can't deny the satisfaction your words cause in him. "We are going to have so much fun with her," the man above you replies. "But first, I have to break that sweet pussy of hers."
His hand leaves your boob to grab himself between his muscled thighs. He drags his cock up and down over your folds, mixing your juices and soaking his length in your honey. "What do you say, sweet girl?" Steve asks. "Are you ready to take me? This pretty little cunt is capable of taking my cock?" "Yes," you rasp. The need is heavy in your lower belly. "Please, Steve." The man coos, kissing the tip of your nose before pushing his erection against your gaping hole. He moves slowly and softly, pushing his cock into you patiently. He lets you adjust around him, making sure your tight walls stretch without causing pain. "How do you feel, Y/N?" Bucky asks, watching your expressions. A small grimace pulls on your lips. "It's uncomfortable." "It will get better," the blonde man promises, stopping. His balls jerk at the urge to push into you fully and the force that keeps him doing it. "Tell me if it's too much." "No," you reply stubbornly. "Move deeper, please." "So polite," Bucky groans, kneeling on the bed to lean above you for a searing kiss. His movements are fast and forceful, drawing your attention away from the uncomfortable feeling between your legs. He fucks his tongue into your mouth, letting saliva escape between your lips while Steve pushes deeper. The slight pain is still there, but you don't have time to care. Letting yourself submit to Bucky's lips is more important. When the brunette decides to back away, Steve is in you entirely. Your walls loosen around him, making you calm down and enjoy the moment. "Are you okay, baby?" Steve asks. "Yes," you nod rapidly. Excitement runs through your body. He can fuck you now. "Move, Steve. Please fuck me." And he does. He goes slowly, moving in and out of you with small movements until he is sure you are really okay. Your legs curl around his waist, and your heels dig into his ass to urge him more. A breathy chuckle escapes his lips, but he does as you want. And finally, Steve is fucking you. He pounds into your tight hole, pushing his hips against yours while you moan and writhe under him. His strong arms cage you between his hard body and the bed. He uses your pussy, enjoying every flutter of your walls.
Bucky jerks himself in sync with Steve's thrusts. His fingers are tight around his length, imagining your hot cunt around himself. He can almost feel it, the hotness, the softness of your body, your mewls next to his ear. His lower belly tenses and his muscles are taut as he tries to hold himself back. He doesn't want to finish before you. "Are you gonna cum?" Steve asks breathly. His hips snap against yours rapidly, chasing your orgasms with force. "Cum around my cock, sweet girl. Make a mess on it so we can mark you with our seed. Did Bucky tell you that? How will we finish? We want to cum on your skin, baby. We want to mark that pretty, tight body with our semen." "Steve!" You cry his name. Your head presses against the bed, eyes closed. The man bites into the curve of your neck and shoulder to push you some more. Electricity runs through your body as the hot coil snaps in your belly. Pleasure floods your senses, burning your veins and nerves. The world stops moving for long minutes. There is nothing but you and the delicious stretch in your pussy. You gush around Steve's cock, gripping him to the point he can barely move. A hoarse groan breaks through his throat as he almost rips himself out of you in haste. His cum splashes on your folds, coating your pussy and mound. He can't tear his eyes away from the beautiful view. He can see your hole fluttering and begging for his cock. Bucky's throaty groan seems far away even though his warm seed is on your skin, covering your hip and stomach. He can't wait to see your pretty face and tits soaking in his seed. Maybe next time. The moment his orgasm passes, he has other ideas to continue the night.
Your mind is still dizzy, and your body shivers and jerks with pleasure when you feel Steve's fingers around your ankle as he holds up one of your legs. "Are you ready for dessert, Buck?"
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mcplestreet · 1 year
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𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔇𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫: 𝔠𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤
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minors DNI
pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader x Steve Harrington
summary: when Steve asked you what yo thought of your best friend you were hesitant to admit you’d had a crush on eddie in the past. you soon come to learn it was an incredible decision
content warnings: oral sex (f receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v sex, hair pulling
word count: 2.6k
tags: @corrodedhawkins @my-my-only-angel @gayskittlelesbian @heavenlyhandscribbles @canislupus-exe @angeliiaa @mlmmetalhead @keevathediva @frogydude233 @eddieverse @licktomsass @yourmommaissofine @m-rae23
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In freshman year of school, in the height of your rebellious phase, you had a big fat crush on Eddie Munson. His hair that had grown out enough to have beautiful curls, his wide puppy dog eyes, the smell of cigarettes that clung to him nearly constantly.
In your junior year, after joining the cheerleading team, you had started dating Steve Harrington. You knew he’d been flirting with Nancy Wheeler for weeks so you suppressed the crush that had developed at an alarming pace. When she started dating Johnathan Byers instead Steve took it in stride and asked you on a date only a week and a half later. The rest was history.
In your freshman year of college, when Steve and Eddie had become close friends by a strange twist of fate you’d been too busy studying to be around for, it didn’t bother you that their dynamic was flirty. Even with both of them being bisexual. Steve treated you like a queen and only had eyes for you. And Eddie after a few beers or a joint.
In your freshman year of college, when Steve and Eddie had become close friends by a strange twist of fate you’d been too busy studying to be around for, it didn’t bother you that their dynamic was flirty. Even with both of them being bisexual. Steve treated you like a queen and only had eyes for you. And Eddie after a few beers or a joint.
Which was why when Steve asked you what you thought about Eddie you answered in an instant that you adored him and that, aside from Robin, he was your favorite friend of Steve’s.
“Yeah but, like… if we weren’t dating and he asked you out what do you think you’d say?”
Though he asked you still found yourself nervous to tell him about the crush you’d harbored for Eddie in your younger years.
But he wasn’t upset, not in the slightest, Steve’s eyes lit up at the confession.
And so two weeks later you found yourself in Eddie’s trailer, smoke still curling in the air from the joint Eddie had rolled for you to quell your nerves with Steve sitting at Eddie’s desk and watching hungirly while Eddie’s lips trailed down your neck and his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt.
The temperature between your legs climbs to impossible heights while you grip onto the fabric of Eddie’s shirt, head tilted back into the mattress and to the side so you can look at Steve through lust lidded eyes. He watches with hawk-like concentration. Though a part of you feels like maybe you should be embarrassed or bashful you find that it’s nearly impossible to do so wholeheartedly. Especially when the chill of Eddie’s rings in contrast with his warm skin sends shivers down your spine.
“She said she used to have a crush on you,” Steve says as Eddie pulls you upright to pull your shirt over your head.
You mutter complaints while Eddie grins at you, hands trailing up your now exposed sides before finding the clasp of your bra. “When was this?”
“Her freshman year,” Steve answers when you stay silent.
Eddie undoes your bra with ease, eyes devouring you as he leans you down onto your back once more. “Was that the year you cut your own bangs?”
“Yeah,” you say weakly, face flushing with heat at the fact that that’s the main thing Eddie remembers about you while you had been head over heels for him for a few months.
His knee settles between your thighs, under your skirt and pressed tightly against your clothed cunt which clenches around nothing at the feeling, while he peppers kisses across your chest before taking your nipple between his lips, the other in his fingers. A gasping moan falls out of your mouth while your back arches against him. Sparks shoot off of your nerve endings while Eddie laps and nibbles on your now perky buds.
Eddie nudges his knee against your pussy that’s slowly beginning to ache for stimulation, earning a whine from you while you unconsciously roll your hips against his leg in hopes of relief. You feel him smirk around your nipple and graze his teeth over the sensitive skin before pulling away to look down at you, and for the first time since Steve had presented you with your current arrangement you allow yourself to fully admire him. It was a way entirely different from Steve but he was beautiful.
“Is she always so needy?” Eddie asks, teasing but not cruel.
“No, not always,” Steve answers. “Maybe she still likes you.”
Eddie’s knee moves away from you, leaving you cold and aching, but quickly replaces it with his hand before you can respond with anything more than a whine. He runs his fingers over the wet spot on your panties and his smirk doubles in size. “I think you might be right.”
He pulls his shirt off and tosses where he had with your clothes and you run your hands along his chest, tracing your fingers across his tattoos, before he leans down and settles between your hips and pushes your skirt up. His fingers once again find where you’ve soaked through your panties, running small circles along the spot and pressing a few kisses. “She loud?”
“She can be,” Steve tells him. “If no one else is around.”
Eddie hooks his finger into the stained cloth, resting it against your slick folds. “You gonna be loud for me, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” you breathe out and will yourself not to grind into his hand and betray how desperate you are for him.
But he seems displeased by your answer by the look on his face. He forces one finger inside of you and harshly curls it in the back of you. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you,” he says. Though you can hardly hear him over the cry of pleasure you let out.
He doesn’t stay inside you much longer. Just as you begin to adjust to his presence he pulls out of you and yanks your panties down your legs, positioning them to rip the lacey material off before putting them over your shoulders. You quiver with anticipation as he slides his hands up your thighs.
Eddie captures your throbbing clit in his mouth, lapping up your arousal and licking marvelous circles. Your hands fly to take in fistfulls of his curly hair while your back arches and collapses and whines and whimpers chase each other on their way out of you. He moans against the nub of nerves, the sound making his lips vibrate against you. You clench your thighs around his head but he forces them back into the mattress with his elbows.
“If you finger her too she’ll cum in, like, two seconds,” Steve suggests, having moved at some point to prop his chin up in his hands. Though when you tilt your head to the side you can see from where you’re sprawled out that his hard dick strains against his jeans he makes no attempt to provide any relief, and you wonder if he plans on taking a turn with you once Eddie is done.
He sucks harshly on your clit before detatching himself from you, to which you let out a loud whine of complaint and wiggle your hips towards him. “Not sure if that’s a good idea, then. Cause I’m nowhere near done with her.”
“She can handle it,” Steve assures him.
Eddie gazes curiously up at you for another few moments before pushing two fingers inside you up to his rings. You clench around him immediately, earning a low groan from him, and pant out his name in a plea for more pleasure. He provides in an instant; licking and nibbling and sucking on your clit while his fingers curl against your g spot. Bashfulness has long since left you and you unabashedly grind your hips against Eddie’s face. He moans openly into your throbbing pussy and you know you’re embarrassingly close to proving Steve right. But you hardly care as you chase the orgasm Eddie’s so graciously provided you.
You climb and climb until you fall headfirst into ecstasy, practically screaming as your cum gushes onto Eddie’s mouth and fingers that he happily laps up. He fucks you with his fingers through orgasm and when you turn your head to glance over at Steve and see the hungry look on his face you’re hit with another wave of pleasure at his obvious enjoyment of your situation. You twitch and writhe against Eddie’s mouth and fingers as your orgasm that he prolongs as much as he can.
Once ecstasy crosses over into aftershock Eddie finally detaches from you and climbs over you, crashing your lips together and transferring the taste of your arousal into your mouth. You can feel the bulge in Eddie’s jeans against you as he rocks his hips slightly and you find yourself whining a wordless plea for more into his lips which, thankfully, he must pick up on when he pulls away to rip his jeans off.
Eddie’s just about as big as Steve and yo’rre sore with anticipation as he crawls back into his spot between your knees. He takes his dick in his hand and rubs his dripping cockhead along your enterence. When he makes no move to push into you even when you whine and wiggle your hips towards him your arms collapse beside your head while you let out an exasperated groan. “So you’re both fucking teases? Great,” you say sarcastically.
They both laugh while Eddie continues prodding at your folds. “It’s hard not to be when it’s so easy to get a reaction out of you, baby,” Steve says. You let out an annoyed huff and roll your eyes but have no verbal reaction. “Maybe if you ask nicely he’ll give you what you want.”
You look up at Eddie who grins down at you devilishly. You can practically see all the things he’s thinking about doing to you in his big and beautiful eyes and the thought sends a shiver down your spine. “Please Eddie,” you whine, half heartedly pawing at his hand holding his dick. “Want it so bad. Don’t make me wait anymore. Want you to fuck me.”
For a moment you think he might make you beg more but in a moment of blinding bliss Eddie pushes into you balls deep in one stroke thanks to the wetness you’re still soaked in. You nearly cry out loud enough for the back half of the trailer park to hear at the sensation of Eddie filling you up for the first time, and through the noise you can hear Eddie let out a long groan of his own as he grabs your waist and adjusts your position to his liking. With his fingers digging into your flesh he starts rolling his hips against yours at a crescendoing pace that has moans racing out of your mouth.
Once he’s settled on a pace that’s steady but quick and rough in a way that makes lust cloud your vision he moves to hover over you, one of his hands slipping under your head and grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling it back. A harsh gasp rips from your throat as you arch your back against him.
“Oh she likes that,” Eddie notes, wrapping some of your hair around one of his fingers while keeping his grip secure.
“She loves getting her hair pulled. Practically wants you to rip it out,” Steve tells him. “How’d you know?”
“Just seems like the type of little slut to want her hair yanked on.
You reach up and smack his arm weakly. “Shut up.”
He grabs your arms by the wrist with the hand that isn’t tangled in your hair and harshly pins it into the mattress. “You better watch that pretty little mouth.”
“Or what?” you challenge, trying, and failing, to keep moans out of your voice.
Eddie looks over at Steve with a raised eyebrow. “She always so bratty?”
“Only when she’s really turned on,” Steve replies. You mentally chastise yourself when your face flushes red and your walls flutter around Eddie’s cock. His lips twitch into a smirk but he otherwise doesn’t react. “She definitely still likes you.”
Eddie yanks your head further back into the mattress as he roughly pounds into you. Proving Steve’s previous answer correct the sound of your pleasure bounces off of Eddie’s bedroom walls and echoes out into the trailer park for anyone in the nearby area to hear were they outside. But you can hardly care about anything else other than the delicious way Eddie’s cock splits you in two.
With your head forced back Eddie attacks your neck with his lips and begins to suck on your skin and nibble at it with his teeth. You glance over at Steve, having been known to get jealous once or twice in the past, and find that he’s watching unblinkingly with his bottom lip between his teeth and his dick still straining untouched in his jeans. You think about going to school the next day and listening to the jokes your friends will make about the fun night you had with Steve, all the while knowing it was his best friend who had marked you up while he fucked you.
As you gaze over at him with Eddie’s cock buried in your cunt and his head in your neck you think about him getting up from his chair, ripping his clothes off, and tag teaming you. Of hanging your head off the back of the bed and Steve fucking your throat. You thought about feeling nothing other than the bliss and euphoria provided by your boyfriend and his best, and your favorite, friends. Of being completely filled up by them. At their mercy.
The thought has you digging your nails into Eddie’s shoulders while you become impossible tight around him. Eddie lifts his head from your neck and gazes down you with eclipsed eyes and parted pouty lips. “You gonna cum for me again?”
“Fuck, yes!” you shriek, digging the back of your head even further into the mattress and Eddie’s fist as your breathing begins to get increasingly rapid and pleasure begins to take command of all your senses. “Don’t stop, Eddie. Please don’t fucking stop.”
Eddie groans loudly as the motion of his hips begins to stutter. You wonder if maybe he’s close too, which sends you hurtling closer to climax. “That’s right, sweetheart. Put that pretty mouth to good fucking use.”
Embarrassment has long since escaped you. “God don’t fucking stop, Eddie. Please, I wanna cum so bad. I’m so close, please, Eddie, please.”
You beg and plead yourself to orgasm, words eventually becoming incoherent shouts and moans while you gush a small tsunami around Eddie’s cock that fucks you through it all. Your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath while fireworks go off inside you. Your head collapses to the side so you can watch Steve’s reaction to it all.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum too,” Eddie pants, hanging his head down into your neck. “Where do you want it?”
“Don’t pull out,” you answer, the pleading tone never leaving your voice and your gaze never moving from your boyfriend.
Eddie doesn’t last much longer than that and soon he fills your already dripping pussy with his seed, letting out the most delicious sounds into your ear as his thrusts become more sporadic. His dick pulsates inside of you as he rides out his own release while his cum leaks out of you and onto his already stained bed sheets and mattress.
He takes his time pulling out of you, in not one bit of a rush to do so, and before he does completely Steve pushes himself from the chair and kneels down beside the bed. He leans over and places a soft and lingering kiss to your parted lips and runs his hands through your hair. “You did so good babygirl,” he praises, and your eyes flutter shut at the kindness of his words. “But now it’s my turn.”
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Day 21 - Size Difference
Pairing: Jason Todd x f!reader
Warnings: if you’re under 18, go! away! don’t talk to me about respecting boundaries when I, a simple lesbian, am asserting boundaries rn and you’re ignoring them!!
Summary: Jason is big. You love that about him.
Note: cockwarming is an easy way to get a UTI...even tho it’s kinda hot
Kinktober Masterlist
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You kneeled in the middle of his bed and watched as Jason approached. He was drying his hands on a towel and the slow, calculated movement had you licking your lips in anticipation.
“Hi,” he greeted you. Jason cupped your cheeks and pulled you in for a sweet kiss. You hummed in appreciation as he pulled back, his thumb stroking along your jaw.
“Good patrol?”
He nodded and you gazed up at him. God, Jason was a tank. He was tall, but he was no string bean. Jason was pure muscle. You traced the lines of his biceps in appreciation and tilted your face to lean into his touch. He chuckled and ran his nose along your temple.
“What do you want, sweetheart?”
You leaned up and ghosted your lips over his before whispering your desire into his mouth, hands tugging at the waistband of his sweats. “Want you to fuck me.”
He grabbed your thighs and yanked you forward, causing your back to hit the mattress. Jason stared down at you, spread out and wanting, from where he stood. He watched as you inched your shirt up, exposing the fact that you had foregone with underwear tonight. His eyes darkened and he reached down to palm himself through the thin fabric of his pants.
Your eyes darted down to take in the large bulge that tented the front of his sweats. Jason noticed your gaze and he tugged his pants down, revealing the thick and long cock that you were eager to get inside of you.
“Need any prep, baby? Or did you start without me?”
“Started with you. You took too long.”
He leaned over you, looming and large and oh so delicious. “Sorry about that. Let me make it up to you.”
You spread your legs in anticipation, your knees coming up to bracket his hips as he guided his dick to your pussy. Jason ran the head along your slit and shot you a devilish grin.
“Yeah, you definitely got started without me.”
“Don’t take so long next time, Todd.”
You gasped as he first entered. Only the head split your folds and already it was so much. Jason always filled you to the brim and had you crying on his cock. The first time he had fucked you, he didn’t expect you to take him fully but you were determined. It had taken a while, but you had finally worked up to being able to fit him fully inside of you.
Fuck, you loved the feeling of him filling you up and carving you out. He consumed you, devoured you, and left you with a remnant of pleasure running through your veins. Jason’s hands skated over your skin and pressed your hips down as he rolled his hips and slid further in. You opened yourself for him fully, willing him to bottom out and shoot his cum into your cunt.
And when he was done fucking you, you would beg him to stay in you. Sated and warm, you would fall asleep with his softened cock resting between your folds, filling you even when he wasn’t rock hard. When you woke up in the morning, aching and sore in the best ways, your big bear of a man would curl around you and pull you close…and fuck you until you couldn’t think straight.
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Needy Baby - Wanda Maximoff x Reader [Kinktober]
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Summary: Wanda wakes up in the middle of the night, and is surprised by the contents of your dreams next to her. You don't mind that she can't wait until you wake up.
Warnings: (+18), smut with bottom!Wanda, top!reader, somnophilia, strap-on use, praising, creampie, first-time squirting, established relationship. | Words: 1.208k
A/N-> I wasn't sure how to write this kink, but I imagined they would have an agreement on the consent beforehand. Anyways, good reading everyone.
Kinktober Collection | General Masterlist | AO3 | Wattpad
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Wanda shifts in bed, groping the mattress in search of you. You sleep deeply next to her, and you must be dreaming because you let her go during the night and she woke up once your warmth was no longer with her.
She knows it's late because it's dark, but cannot be that much, because she can hear the distant sound of the New Year's Eve party you both ran away from earlier after Steve started telling stories. The original intention was to make out, but after spending all day handling the preparations, you were both exhausted and fell asleep as soon as you fell into bed.
But now, seeing you sleeping so peacefully next to her, the buttons of your dress shirt half open - it was Wanda's work in the hall last night - the witch can't help the direction in which her thoughts fly.
She bites her lips, watching your chest rise and fall, and reaches a hand into your hair, stroking it and smiling when you sigh lightly, even in your sleepy state, enjoying her touch.
She moves closer, kisses your cheek and then your neck, studying every reaction of your body only to be surprised when you gasp slightly.
Curious, Wanda calls you softly. Once, twice, but all you do is sigh again, shifting on the mattress. Licking her lips, she traces a line across your face to your forehead, where scarlet threads leave your fingers for the magic to do the work of peeking out a little.
Suddenly, Wanda's mind is invaded by the vivid dream you are having. It's about her, not so surprising, but the content - the two of you in that same bed, tearing the sheets and breaking the wood as you thrust inside her, lost in her sighs and moans against your lips - leaves her speechless for a moment.
Wanda ceases her magic with her cheeks and body on fire. Her trembling hands help her steady herself on your waist, and she kisses your face and your collarbone as she makes a familiar hardness emerge from inside your pajama shorts.
Looking up at your still-sleeping face, she feels a warm wave of love and affection fill her chest beyond arousal. She sighs, sitting on your thigh as scarlet threads pull off your shorts, and she busies herself with unbuttoning the remaining buttons of your blouse.
You don't wake up, you must be so tired. Not even when she adjusts the toy at her entrance, and sinks down slowly, filling herself little by little and sighing breathlessly to the ceiling of the room, one hand firmly on the headboard - though a shallow breath escapes your lips. 
Wanda tries to go slowly. She can feel the stretch, the strap filling her completely in a back-and-forth motion that makes her legs twitch. But you, still trapped in your vivid dream, moan her name and she loses it.
Something like a whimper escapes her lips as she increases the speed, and the sounds of her gasping breaths mingle with those of the toy friction inside her soaked cunt. You begin to move as Wanda's hips lose their rhythm.
You know what is happening before you open your eyes, and Wanda bites her lips at the mischievous smile appearing on her lips once you begin to wake up. 
"Go back to sleep." She whispers affectedly, but you are already adjusting your feet in the bed, your hands moving up her thighs to her waist. "Babe." Wanda whimpers in a plea, but you open your darkened eyes at her, taking guide of her movements with a strong grip on her waist.
"Don't stop, I wanna watch you cum." You retort in a husky voice, forcing against her hips more roughly now, and Wanda lets out a needy squeal, bringing her other hand to the headboard. You gasp lightly - the toy is Wanda's favorite because it is enchanted and you can feel all of her. And now, you are very close to the edge.
You release your hand from her waist to her face, leaning in to kiss her. "You couldn't help yourself, could you, my love?" You tease in a low voice, using your free hand to draw circles on her clit with your thumb, making her whimper with pleasure. "So needy. You couldn't even wait for me to wake up to fuck you properly."
She arched her back, the movements of her hips failing as she reached her first orgasm, but you forced her down, sinking her into the toy again and making Wanda gasp loudly, but all you do is swallow the sound with your own mouth.
"Since you're so greedy, give me another one." You tease, thrusting your hips upward with force and speed. Wanda hugs you in desperation, moaning uncontrollably as she digs her nails into your back.
"Do riti! Oh, baby, je toho priveľa, prosím - bože, tak dobre..." Hearing her curse in Sokovian made you grunt affectedly, but she was being too loud and the party was still going on in the compound. You moved your hand to grab her face, meeting her lost look of pure lust.
"Be quiet, Wanda, you don't want everyone to know what we're doing." You tease against her lips, giving a particularly hard thrust that makes her choke. "Imagine if someone finds you being so needy. You can't even wait for your fiancée to wake up and to be dripping all over me." You punctuated your words with hard thrusts, and Wanda struggled to breathe. "Maybe I should fuck you in the living room so everyone will know that you only cum hard like this with me."
"Miláčik!" Wanda cries out affected, her body tensing before spasming uncontrollably, her hot cum squirting into your lap makes you moan affectedly, moving your hands to squeeze her ass and force it against you. Her walls squeeze your cock to your limit, so you let go, cumming and staining her walls white. Wanda moans deliciously in your ear at the sensation, and as you settle down, your hand caresses her back.  
"Fuck, that's new, are you alright?" You whisper hoarsely once you can breathe normally, and Wanda giggles against your neck, kissing the skin before turning her gaze to your face.
"You make me cum like that and you still worry if I'm alright." She teases brushing your lips together. "I'm more than alright, Y/N. Fuck, I can't even feel my legs."
You chuckle shyly, the sexual confidence that makes Wanda shudder dissipating into a kindly sweetness in your gaze and touch. "Glad to help, darling. You look beautiful on top of me, you know that?"
She rolls her eyes, her cheeks rosy as she brings her hands to her face. "You know what? I can't wait until we're married so I can wake up on top of you every day." She whispers before kissing you, and you smile against her lips, sighing a little as you are still able to feel her inside, twitching slightly.
"Do you want to go back to the party, or stay here?" You ask between one kiss and another, and when Wanda bites your bottom lip and begins to push you gently back onto the bed, you already have your answer.
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Dictionary-> Do riti! Oh, baby, je toho priveľa, prosím - bože, tak dobre (Fuck! Oh, baby, it's too much, please-Oh god, so good).
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Misunderstanding
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Summary; Your boyfriend and his band are hosting a Halloween themed show for the holiday. Things are going well until Eddie suddenly decides that he wants to fuck his girlfriend on stage.
Warnings: voyeurism, Creaming, penetrative sex, Cockwarming?, Spitting, Humiliation, Mean!Eddie, Overstimulation? Eddie plays the drums in this sorry.
You sway your hips to the beat of the current song that your boyfriend was playing. You were dressed in a short dress that went along with Eddie's outfit because he wanted to match.
He kept meeting your eye throughout the whole night and you could tell he was becoming more and more impatient throughout the songs that he was playing. The song came to an end and you heard “We're going to be taking a quick break and then we'll be back guys.” Your boyfriend said through his microphone putting his sticks down.
Some people let out a whine as they didn't want the band to stop playing and others took the time to get something to drink or use the bathroom. His bandmates took this time to go catch some groupies that were eyeing them all night so it was just the two of them left on the stage.
“Come up here baby” You had a little smile on your face as you had your way up on the stage. He pushed his chair back with a lustful look in his eyes. As soon as you made it close enough to him and cupped your face into his hand and slammed his lips into yours.
Letting out a small whimper Eddie lets out a deep groan with finally being able to feel his lips on your moving in sync like waves in the ocean. He detaches your lips and attaches them to your neck letting his tongue roam your neck he lets his hands travel to your legs and lets his hand creep under your dress. He uses his pointer finger to feel the dampness collecting in your panties.
In a hurry he pulls them off and puts them to his nose, his eyes rolling into the back of his head when he smells your essence on them. “Fuck you are so perfect baby, I just want to take you right now”
You let out a small chuckle that he took as you mocking him. He quickly wrapped his huge hands around your neck causing the air from your lungs to disappear. He was about to say something until one of his managers came in.
“You guys can finish up later, the next set is starting” Eddie takes this with a grain of salt and moves one of his hands to your cheeks squeezing your lips together your lips are now in a pout. “Open your slutty mouth now” you try to open your mouth as much as his hand would allow Eddie to move closer to your face and let a glob of spit travel onto your tongue.
It feels like it travels down your throat and you swallow it. He rubs his thumb on your cheek before you feel a sharp pain on it making your head be forced to the other side. The pain hurt but it turned you on and actually put a smile on your face. Your boyfriend wasn't mean to you for no reason. He genuinely thought that you were making fun of him (which you weren't) but you're not going to tell him that you liked him when he would mean like this.
Someone clears their throat and you try to scramble off the stage forgetting that someone was still there but Eddie grabs your waist. “No you don’t, you're going to sit on my cock during the rest of this performance since you think this shit is funny.”
He drags you over to his drum set unbuckling his black pants and taking his cock out of his boxers. You could already tell he was hard just by looking at him and he grabs your wrist. Rubbing the shaft he rubs it against your pussy for a couple of moments before slamming his cock into bullying his thick cock into a tight pussy you let out a loud gasp feeling his cock fully stretch your walls out.
Tears sprung in your eyes as you didn't have any time to adjust. Eddie's bandmates were already making their way up the stage not even batting an eyelash when they saw you sitting on your boyfriend's lap. Before you could say something or even protest everyone started flooding the doors and surrounding the stage.
He picked up his sticks and you closed your eyes to hide the fact that you were in pure bliss right now. He leaned close to the microphone. “I hope you guys don’t mind that I have my lady here with me, you guys know how it can get with them sometimes,” he said and the crowd laughed.
You were trying so hard not to show any kind of emotion but the feeling of thrusting his hips into your stomach was doing so many things to you right now. Looking down you see Eddie's foot pressing down pon the petal to hit the drum as he bounced up and down along to the beat of his music. Looking into the crowd you saw how everyone was enjoying themselves in their costumes under the orange lights in the stadium.
Then as the song picked up going to the chores so did Eddie’s pace. He leans over to your ear “Everyone in this crowd can see how good you're being fucked, How does that feel?” he asked and you said nothing the pleasure you were feeling was way too strong. “Answer me right now before I pull out of you and actually show all these people how hard you're being fucked, sweetheart.”
“It feels good Eds, so fucking good I’m going to cum soon daddy.” The ending of the song was approaching and so was your orgasm. “Cum all over my cock give me everything you got” trying to keep your straight face you turn your face into his shoulder as you felt the knot at the bottom of your abdomen about to snap.
With one last hit of his drums, you cum sinking your teeth into your boyfriend's shoulder to block out your screams Eddie reaches down secretly rubbing your clit and riding out your orgasm, feeling you cream all over his cock clenching your walls around him causing him to cum deep inside you. Suddenly you cry out again as another song begins.
You forgot that that was only the first song of the second set.
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑—𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟏
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Dom!commoner!mattheo, sub!princess!reader, p in v, unprotected sex, light degradation
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Your dress was bunched up around your waist, not even wasting time to get off all the fabrics. Your legs tightened around Mattheo's waist, he was looking down at you as he thrusted harshly. The sound of fabric rustling was loud, your breathing getting faster and faster.
“God look at you, getting fucked by me, everyone would be so disappointed in you princess if they found out” he said, a smirk on his face. You wanted to form words, give him a little snarky remark back and have him maybe even punish you the next time you two could meet up.
“Open your mouth” he ordered, his hand coming to your jaw after you opened your mouth. His other hand was between the both of you, fingers rubbing your clit.
Mattheo spat into your mouth, his hand closing your mouth.
“Swallow” he ordered and you obeyed. Swallowing as a smirk came onto his face. You moaned and stared into his eyes, his hand moved to rest on your neck.
“Good fucking whore” he whispered, your legs wrapped tighter around him. The fabrics scratching your skin and his, the corset dug into your skin and made it difficult to move your upper torso but you couldnt focus on it. His fingers snuck down your clit and rubbed in circles.
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♡︎𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎
Day 2 of Kinktober 2022
Summary: while visiting to drop off your husband's bento, he pulls you into his lap to give himself a little stress relief during work.
Props to my beta for today @sasualblxd - thank you so much again! <3
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Buff, muscled arms hold you down by your waist, circled around you and sat firmly in place. The both of you sit in his office at work, the bento box you had dropped by to gift him with sat waiting for him on the desk neatly, set aside for lunch.
Daylight spills through the gaps in the blinds while the sound of pen scratching on paper is filtered to the back of your mind, the only thing occupying your thoughts right now being your husband.
Keening whines slip past your bitten, plumped lips as you shift on Izuku's lap, causing a hand to trail back to your waist from where it was rested at your belly and hold you firmly. You can't even see if you've affected him in the slightest.
His breath on your neck is even, though it still raises the tiny hairs there and gives you goosebumps. It feels like every sense has been dialed all the way up to eleven, every press of his chest against your back or twitch of his fingers setting you alight.
Warmth pools in Izuku's lap, where the two of you are currently connected, and you have no idea how the poor man's jeans are going to survive the flow of slick that leaks down his cock. You're soaked.
You had soaked through your underwear before he even took his pants off.
It was just a nice, simple gesture. Bring him his lunch, because he left it on the counter on accident. You didn't mean for it to turn into this.
He had beckoned you closer with a curl of his fingers as you were just about to leave, taking your wrist in his hand and guiding you slowly to sit on his lap. At first you were a little bit bashful, giggling at him and telling him to get on with his work, but then his expression had darkened. He gave you a mischievous smirk that had you melting in seconds, and for a minute you're stuck thinking about how much he's grown from that shy, awkward boy into someone much more confident, more himself.
That is, until you felt his lips press a soft kiss at your neck, accompanied by a hand up your skirt. Immediately you were bright red, eyes wide and jaw clamped shut as his hand slid further up your thigh. The pads of his fingers were a little rough from scarring, but otherwise soft and very gentle against smooth skin, carressing stretch marks as they ascended.
Eventually, after what felt like hours, his fingers pressed against the soft fabric of your new underwear and slowly massaged the warmth beneath. It didn't take much for your breath to shorten and your underwear to darken with slick, and your legs shook a little as you sat across his lap, half facing him. You slapped your hands over your face to hide your expression, and keep him from observing you, but that just wouldn't do for him, and he easily pulled the offending appendages away. Sometimes you forget how much muscle is hidden beneath that baby-face of his.
He chuckled at your squirmy reaction, tearful eyes locking with his and giving him that much more satisfaction. He really could be a horrible tease when he wanted to.
The hand at your pussy started to rub a little harder, pressing down over the panties to dip into you a little and leave you grinding down against his lap and fingers for more, and soon enough he was pushing your panties aside to slip two thick fingers inside of you without saying a word, busying himself with leaving dark hickeys at your neck and covering every inch of skin with a kiss.
Your mouth finally opened in a silent moan, and a hand reached back up to cover your mouth so that his co-workers in the neighboring rooms didn't hear anything suspicious, and luckily Izuku didn't seem to have a problem with that while he worked on fingering you open.
His breath had started to get short too, and you had most definitely picked up on the bulge that was pressed up against your ass.
He's always loved every second of having his fingers inside of you to feel the soft, spongey walls and the twitching of your insides around his digits, left sensitive from the scarring even after all these years. But he didn't mourn the loss of the feeling once he pulled them out, rubbing his fingers and thumb together and smirking at you while he exposed your juices, watching in amusement as you turned your head away and shut your eyes out of sheer embarrassment.
Now, you're sat facing forward on his thick cock while he does his paperwork, writing reports for recent missions and putting his signature on damage or rescue forms.
Another bead of slick rolls down to pool at his balls and he shivers at the feeling. He can't get enough of it when you're dripping around him, and he can't help but be proud of how fast he had you soaking through your underwear for him. That must be a new record.
"Good girl..."
His voice is smooth and shows no sign of desperation or tension even as his cock twitches inside of you, sending a jolt of pleasure straight through your core and causing another wave of slick to leak from you. Izuku sighs at the feeling of your warmth pooling around the tip of his dick and your insides spasming around him, every small twitch taking him closer to his orgasm.
Pink lips shine and catch the light as your tongue darts out to lick them, and you grind down against him once more to feel that pleasure, your back arching and your thighs squeezing together, but you still receive little to no reaction until he's done, and his hands rub circles on your waist and pull your hair out of your face gently.
"Okay, baby. You want some more?~"
His smile is soft and genuine as he peeks his head forward for you to see him, and his chin rests on your neck. The greenete's voice is smooth like butter and peppy as always, but there's an undertone of lust and hunger that you just know is there, lurking behind innocent freckles and kind eyes.
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KINKTOBER DAY EIGHT — FACESITTING WITH EDDIE MUNSON
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*:・゚ summary — eddie convinces you to ride his face.
*:・゚ warnings/tags — fem!reader, she/her prns. face sitting, face fucking, reader is a little self-conscious, doubtful, encouraging eddie!!!!
*:・゚ word count — 1.7k
Eddie has you sprawled you atop his bed, thighs spread, held open by his meaty palms, and you sit there, palming your tits lazily. You’re down to completely nothing, he’s still in his shirt and boxers. You don’t think it’s all that fair.
“Eddie?” You call. He looks up from where he’s laying on his stomach, face between your legs. He smiles, all toothy and lovesick.
“What’s up, baby?” He asks, squeezing at your calf attentively. 
You turn your knee inwards and he stops you, palm flat. “You’re being very quiet.” You say matter of factly.
He kisses your knee with wet lips, “M’thinking.”
“Yeah?” Your voice becomes quieter the closer he inches to your cunt. “That’s scary.” you giggle.
He nips at your skin and chuckles. “That’s mean,” He kisses your leg where he’d bitten you, “No, thinking about you. About us.”
“Eddie?” You ask again. Your heart beats fast with worry and your face screws up. You sit up a little so he can see you better, leaning back on your elbows.
His grin puts your thoughts at ease. But still, he looks mischievous. You nudge him with your foot when he doesn’t elaborate.
After a beat, he says, “Want you to sit on my face.”
Your breath catches, “What?”
Eddie chuckles, “Want you to ride my face, baby. Like when I eat you out, but you’re on top.”
You laugh like he’s joking, But when he doesn’t join in with your unsure laughter, break out with a stupid joke, your voice rises in pitch, “I’ll squash you, Eddie.”
He kisses further up your leg until he’s at the width of skin between your cunt and thigh. It tickles and he grins when you shiver, “That’s the whole point.” He says into your skin, voice low and sultry.
“C’mon, Eddie.”
He looks up at you, eyes stern but still with that stupid grin, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding, you won’t squash me. But it’ll feel good. Promise.”
The thought of sitting on his face scares you, but the way your tummy tingles and your thighs instinctively move to rub together has you thinking that it might be okay. It could be…fun.
Eddie crawls up your body until he’s leaning up on his hands beside you. His face hovers above yours and your cheeks tickle when he breathes out. Moving down to catch your lips with his, he says, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, you know that right?”
You would never feel pressured with Eddie. Never. You nod reassuringly before turning to kiss his forearm beside your head. “I know.”
“But…” He pauses, “I think you’ll have a lot of fun.”
“How do you know that?”
Eddie looks offended, face screwed up, “You think I don’t know my girl?” He pokes you in the side of your ribs and you squirm, bursting into a fit of light, airy giggles. “I know how much you love it when I fuck you with my tongue.” Your breath catches but not because of the tickling. He knows you too well. Reads you for filth. But, who wouldn’t love it? “But, I’ll love it more if you’ll sit on my face.”
 He’s working you up, you can tell. You hate that it’s working.
It doesn’t take much more convincing. Just some reassuring before he’s laying flat on his back, naked and too ready, and you sit at his side.
He pats his chest, skin slapping, with a smirk he knows you detest, “C’mon, baby. Up here.”
You roll your eyes, “I hate you.”
He tuts, and braces your legs until you’ve climbed over his chest, thighs on either side of his ribs, “No. You don’t.”
He palms at your thighs, tugging to ease you down. You lean down until your centre is snug against his chest. Eddie shivers at the wet warmth, still grinning stupidly when he watches you settle. Folds spreading below his pecs.  
You spread your hands over his chest, bracing yourself for what’s to come.
You, you think, giggling.
Eddie palms your thighs, smile turning confused, “What’s so funny?”
You shake your head, “This is so stupid.’’
“You think?”
Eddie looks at you, genuinely concerned. Brows high and pinched. You melt when he massages your skin lovingly. You feel so eased it’s a little scary. Maybe it can be both, you think. Daunting because you’re outside your comfort zone, but calm because you’re doing it with Eddie.
“No, no.” You shake your head, “No, I’m being stupid.”
“What? No, you’re not.” He says, soothingly, “Just take a breath, yeah?”
You do. You breathe deeply as he grasps your thighs to shuffle you closer up his body. You stop when you hover just above his neck. His breath feels hot against you and you clench unthinkingly. “You’ll tell me if you want me to get off?” You squeak, bracing the headboard with a too-tight grip. Your hands shake around the wood.
“My mouth might be a little full, baby.” He chuckles.
“I’m serious, Eddie. Pinch me or something.”
He pinches you and can’t help but glare at him. Stoic, he says, “Okay, yeah, I’ll pinch you or something. Just, fuck, sit on me already baby, Wanna taste you.”
“Okay.” You say breathlessly.
He guides you until you hover above his face. You close your eyes before he leans up to kiss your clit. You still don’t have the strength in you to sit completely on him yet. Still wary.
Slowly, he kisses at your skin. Over your folds, wet with anticipation, hot lips roving over you. He darts his tongue to catch your bead in his mouth and you jolt. Your legs kind of buckle and he takes his opportunity to pull you flat against his face, nose pressing into your mound.
He hooks his arms over your legs and pulls until you’re completely snug against his mouth, like the space between you is too big. Like he can’t get you close enough. With a probing tongue, it runs down to your weeping hole to gather your slick, dragging it back up to flick around your clit.
With every exploring lick, you jolt and twitch. Eddie laughs through you and it only causes more twitching. He pushes up under the hood of your clit and swirls, and swirls and swirls. Laps at you like he’s a thirsty man. 
His fingers press cruelly into the dough of your thighs and you have to stable yourself against the bed. Chancing a look down at where he’s sat below you. His head bobs back and forth, and his fringe crushes against your clit with a numbing pressure. It tickles and you can’t help but squirm against his face.
You push down with your thighs to balance yourself, bringing your hands to his forehead to brush away his hair from his face.
Grinning and messy, he pulls back from you, wet with a glistening sheen of your slick. Groaning, he says, “Fuck, baby. Makin such a mess.” Slurping, he darts his tongue back out to catch the dribbling wet like he can’t waste any. “Taste so fucking good.”
“Eds.” You whine, tugging at his hair probably too roughly. Hating the teasing in such a compromising position.
“Okay, sorry.” He doesn’t waste any time in wrapping his lips back around you. He’s slurping and licking, and if you had it in you, you’d be embarrassed. But, it’s too late for that now.
At a pace that has your fingers flexing through his hair and your legs shaking, he laps at you, pulling you close again. With his nose prodding into you just above your clit. You feel your high building in no time when he slides his hands along to use his thumbs to spread you open.
He explores your hole with his probing muscle for a quick moment, licking his way back up to flick at your clit again and you clamp your legs around his head, shoulders digging into your ass. Unravelling in his strong grip, he palms and licks until you feel yourself jolting with overwhelming pleasure.
You rock yourself against his wet face, trying to search for a release that feels excruciatingly close. Your legs tingle and your tummy aches in the best possible way. A whimpering, stimulated mess. When the feeling begins, you grind down, using his hair for stability.
Fucking yourself along his tongue, a searing heat overwhelms you, cunt clenching around nothing as you moan and cry out. You seize up around him and your knuckles turn white where they grip the headboard when his head switches movements, wriggling his face against the flat of your cunt, nudging every last nerve ending. 
When you begin to pant heavily, you remember yourself and where you’re sitauted. “Fuck,” Pushing yourself from his face and down between his legs. Squeezing your own legs shut. 
There’s a beat of only panting and sniffling before he sits up, smiling madly. You blink, panting out a sorry.
He chuckles deeply, “Fuck, baby. That was insane. You’re insane.”
You push yourself onto your ass until you sit. He pouts, “Stop, c’mere.”
He reaches out for you and let him grasp your arm and willingly pull you into his lap. You can feel his hard-on underneath your bare ass, pushing up against you. He kisses your neck, travelling up to your cheek with sloppy, wet kisses, stopping where your eyebrow ends, right across your temple. “Did,” Kiss. “Did you have fun?” Kiss.
Beaming, you say, “Yeah, I think I did.”
“You think?” He asks indignantly, a little faux offended, “Babe, you squeezed me so hard with those pretty thighs I couldn’t hear.”
You slap his chest, “Stop it.”
“It was quite rude actually. Couldn’t hear you moaning for me.” He laughs.
“Oh, poor Eds.” You entertain his teasing for a moment. He’s too cute.
He presses his nose into your neck, kissing for a moment and there are only the noises from his mouth before he nudges your face and says, “Oh, Eddie!” He moans, voice all high to impersonate you. You clamp your hand around his bicep, “Fuck, Eddie! Don’t stop! Fuck feels so good!”
You nudge him in his side and frown, “Stop. I don’t sound like that.”
He pecks you once more, “You’re right, baby. You sound much prettier.”
You roll your eyes like he didn’t actually do a good impression of you. You do kinda sound like that. You hate him.
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frownyalfred · 1 year
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I love bitches who are single-handedly keeping a pairing on ao3 alive. like you go girl! write that kinktober prompt!!
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cellophaine · 1 year
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Shy
Kinktober Masterlist
Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader
Warnings: Abs riding – a hint of sub/dom dynamic, sweet talk, praise kink, cum eating.
Author's Note: I finally got around to writing this prompt that was on my list for forever! I just want to go 😖👹 on his delicious yummy abs holy crap somebody take the wheel 😵‍💫
*Everything in italic is flashback*
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You knew how it went. It always started out innocent until one of you wanted something from the other. 
… damn him and his abs. 
Matt was shirtless, reclining on the spacious couch with you lying on his side, your head on his chest. He was laughing at a joke on the TV, but you couldn't register what was on since you had tuned it out a while ago, ever since you placed your hand on his midriffs. You leisurely caressed the dibs and ridges, feeling the smooth skin with little bumps of tiny scars. Your legs squeezed together to relieve the tension of something that was missing. You squirmed a little in your position; your mind wandered far away from the cozy living room, wondering if you could make yourself come on his–
"What are you thinking about?"
You blinked, lifting your head to look at him. His unsighted gaze had turned to where you were, a small grin on his lips that softened his face with all the faint wrinkles. 
"You seem distracted, and you're squirming a lot."
You put your hand on his chest, moving it in a soothing pattern to ease his concern.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to distract you. You can go back to–"
"No no, you can tell me. What's wrong?"
His hand gently squeezed at your side, imploring you to be honest with him.
"Nothing's wrong. I just … I wonder if– you know what? It's really stupid."
You tried to sit up, but his hand stopped you. Instead, Matt pulled you closer so you would sprawl on top of his sturdy frame; his other hand gripped your chin to keep you facing him, making it impossible to hide.
"Tell me."
You took a deep breath, knowing there was no point in delaying the inevitable.
"I want to … ride your … abs."
Matt didn't say anything for a moment, and you felt your stomach drop in anxiety over a stupid proposal.
"Never mind I said anything. It's–"
"I'm surprised you didn't ask me sooner, sweetheart."
The smirk on his face was sinful, and you knew you were in for a day spent in bed with him. Or on the couch. Either way, you wouldn't mind.
And now, here you were, moving on top of him fervently like there was a fire you couldn't put out. Your arousal painted a sheer coat of translucent essence on his abdominals. You moved back and forth, swivelling your hips, revelling in the effortless glides of your wet folds on his smooth skin with all the pronounced definition underneath. It tied a knot in your lower belly in a foreign style, and you eagerly worked yourself up to unravel it. His hands grabbed at either side of your thighs, helping you move with ease. The grasp wasn't painful but tight like a pair of shackles, anchoring you to his heavenly body. Matt was laid back, completely in control, while you lost your mind over the strange feeling, your head thrown back with needy moans spilling out of your mouth. You repositioned yourself to move your hips just right, making your clit rub on the dibs and rise. The repeated friction drew more arousal from your core, leaking juice all over his muscles with your frantic movement. That fresh wave of pleasure hit you, causing your face to burn with the embarrassment of doing something so filthy. So debauchery. Your hips slowed as you held back your moans, and your head dipped slightly in self-consciousness. Matt's hand came up and searched for your face. He gripped your chin, pulling at your bottom lip so it would relax. 
"Don't get shy on me now, sweetheart. Get what you want from me."
As if he could sense your hesitation still, he persisted.
"Don't think about it too much. Stay with me. Can you do that for me?"
You shyly nodded, which earned you an approving smile from him. You resumed the motion, working yourself up again. Matt's hand slipped underneath your sweatshirt, covering one breast and kneading with his calloused palm. The rhythm of your breathing became short and heavy, unsteady with each glide of your sensitive bundle of nerves on his abs. His fingers teased your nipple, playing with the aching nub. You whimpered, feeling overwhelmed with your senses being toyed with under his influence.
"That's it. That's my good girl."
His praise went to your head, sending a pleasant wave of bliss to your core, encouraging you to chase that high. You moaned wantonly as Matt tweaked your nipple; his hand on your ass pulled you towards the definition of his abs, magnifying the sensation. Hearing you let yourself go seemed to affect Matt too. His chest and neck were flushed, and his lips parted as he took a deep breath, taking in the scent of your arousal. His cock was so hard it ached, creating a tent in the sweatpants he wore. You moved faster on top of him, and you were close; Matt could feel it. Upon your desperate whines, he flexed his abs; his hands helped you move faster and faster. The dam broke, and you came undone with a choked cry, your hands braced on his chest to hold yourself up. You caught your breath, his hand tenderly stroking at your hips, coaxing you down from the orgasm. Your eyes fluttered, feeling hazy from the exertion. But they snapped wide open when you saw Matt gathering the wetness on his stomach and bringing the fluid to his lips. You watched as he sucked on his fingers, moaning at the taste. Even after what you just did, you still couldn't help but blush. 
Matt pulled you down with him, unabashedly searching for your lips with his own. You could taste yourself on him, and you shivered at how it turned you on. When you parted to pull air into your lungs, Matt whispered against your lips, a mischievous glint hidden in his tone. 
"We should do that more often."
You felt your face heat up and couldn't help the giggle that escaped at the suggestion. You buried your face in Matt's chest, closing your eyes as you felt the rise and fall of his ribcage and the beat of his heart underneath your cheek, steady as ever, grounding you.
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Ruin You
kinktober day 5 - corruption kink
Pairing: Klaus x Fem!Reader
Summary: Klaus takes a lot of pleasure in ruining the Salvatore's sister.
Warnings: Some strong language, smut, oral sex (f receiving), rough(ish) sex, unprotected sex.
A/N: Reader is a vampire if it wasn't obvious.
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"Look at you, little Salvatore." Klaus smirked from where he was positioned between your legs, his hand splayed out across your bare stomach. "Such a mess for me."
You could only respond with a desperate moan as he dragged his tongue through your folds, making you squirm beneath his touch.
"Klaus." You panted, unable to keep your eyes open as he pushed his tongue inside you.
Despite your current position, you didn't like Klaus much. How could you? All he'd done since coming to Mystic Falls was make your brothers' lives Hell. And although you hated him, you couldn't deny that you were attracted to him.
Which was why you were currently flat against your mattress with Klaus' head between your legs. And as he continued to work his mouth over you, you struggled to keep still, heat beginning to pool in your belly.
But before you could reach your release, he pulled his mouth away, smirking at you as he climbed up the length of your body.
"Such an innocent little thing aren't you?" He growled, tracing his finger down the length of your throat. "Your brothers will be furious if they find out what I've been doing to their sweet sister."
"Yeah well they're not gonna find out." You argued, your skin seeming to come alight at the touch of Klaus' fingertips.
"We'll see about that love."
He quickly slipped your t-shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare before him. And then he dipped down, lazily dragging his lips across your chest before getting up to step out of his jeans.
He was back on you in seconds, already dragging the tip of his cock through your folds.
"Klaus." You whined, bucking your hips up toward him.
He just pressed his hand against your stomach, keeping you flat against the bed as he teased you. "Look at you, you're bloody desperate for me to ruin you aren't you?"
"Klaus." You whimpered, not even bothering to argue with him. You just wanted him inside you. "Please."
"As you wish." He chuckled before pushing himself all the way inside you, making you cry out at the force.
He gave you no time to adjust to him before he started thrusting himself inside you at an already bruising pace.
You let out a pained sound at the stinging feeling of his dick rubbing against your walls but he didn't let up. He just continued to forcefully slap his hips up into you, one of his hands curled around your shoulder to keep you in place.
"What a sight you are." Klaus said proudly, a devilish smirk on his face as he pounded into you.
You could only respond with a loud moan as you squirmed beneath his hold, the pressure in your stomach building.
"Harder!" You pleaded, screwing your eyes shut as Klaus continued to thrust himself inside you.
"You sure about that love?"
"Klaus...please..."
He just let out a quiet laugh before pushing himself into you even harder, making the bed shake beneath you both. You were surprised the bed hadn't collapsed yet.
The sound of skin smacking against skin echoed loudly around your bedroom and you hoped to god that nobody was in the house because it was too late to be quiet now.
And after a few more hard thrusts inside you, you felt the fire that had been building in your stomach finally explode, a wave of pleasure crashing over you as Klaus continued to slam into you.
You practically screamed when you came around his cock and it didn't take him long to reach his release as seconds later, he was twitching inside you.
Klaus groaned when he finally filled you with his release, slipping out of you and stepping back to look at his work.
"Bloody hell." He breathed out, a proud smile expanding across his features as he stared down at you. "You're a mess, little Salvatore."
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