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hardstraykidshours · 1 year
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distraction
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pairing: hyunjin x afab!reader
genre: smut, angst, fluff, 18+ (minors dni)
summary: hyunjin has had a really bad week and needs to get his emotions out somehow.
length: 3.2k
warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, hard dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap), deepthroating, hair pulling, degradation, praise, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)
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this week had just not been hyunjin's week. the complete lack of texts or calls during the day told you that today was probably no different. except the second you see the look on his face when he walks through the door to your shared apartment, you can instantly tell that today was different from the rest of the week. today was much, much worse.
you start to cross the room towards him but pause when his shoe gets stuck while he's trying to take it off, resulting in him flinging it halfway across the room while muttering obscenities under his breath. 
he looks up at you and notes your frozen posture before loosing a heavy sigh and running his fingers through his hair, a tic you've noticed he does when he's overwhelmed or frustrated. "i'm sorry love, it's just not been a good day."
"it's okay baby, i understand," you say while finishing crossing the room towards him. wrapping your arms around his waist, you pull him into a tight hug. he embraces you back, but doesn't sink into your hold or bury his face in your neck like he usually does. "do you want to talk about it?" 
a dry laugh escapes his throat, but you hear no humor in the sound. "that's the last thing i want to talk about right now." 
you pull away slightly to look up at him. "can i do anything to help?" 
"unless you can time travel back to before i was an idol and tell me to stop before it becomes the biggest fucking nightmare of my entire life, i think i'm good," he breaks your hold on him, brushing past you to head further into the apartment.
his words leave you a bit stunned, so you don't respond for a minute. he loves dancing and performing, and he loves his fans, so you know he doesn't really mean what he said about not becoming an idol. regardless, it still shocked you, because it's the first time he's ever said something so drastic before. 
you take a second to compose your shocked expression before turning and heading into the kitchen.
"why don't you go take a shower, and i'll finish making dinner?" you say, trying to keep your voice casual. he clearly doesn't want to talk about work, so maybe reverting back to your normal routine will help him de-stress. 
"yeah, fine, whatever," he mutters, more to himself than you, before storming to the bathroom. you grin to yourself at his grumpy behavior, knowing a long, hot shower will help him relax. it always does. 
you're just finishing up dinner when you hear the water turn off. a few moments go by, and you look up to see hyunjin standing in the doorway to the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and another draped across his neck that he's using to vigorously dry his hair. your smile quickly fades when you see the lines of tension still visible on his face and through his body. he's deep in thought, definitely about work, and he scrubs a hand down his face, clearly still very frustrated. "it's fucking bullshit," he spits while slamming the side of his fist into the doorframe before stalking across the hall to your bedroom to change. 
okay, now you're getting worried. you thought for sure a shower would help him cool off, just like it always does, but all it seems to have done is rile him up even more. 
he emerges from the bedroom a few moments later, wearing a fresh t-shirt and gym shorts. he joins you at the table, chair screeching across the floor when he pulls it out with more force than necessary. you tap your leg nervously while he remains silent the entire meal, the tension in the air around him palpable. 
finally, he finishes his meal and mumbles a thank you before abruptly standing. he crosses to the living room and plops down on the couch. you think he's going to put on a stupid show or a movie to help turn off his brain and unwind, but when you finish clearing the table you look over and see that he hasn't moved an inch. he's just laying there, staring at the ceiling. 
you join him in the living room, sitting next to him on the arm of the couch. you try to run your fingers through his hair, something you know he absolutely loves, but he brushes your hands away. 
"jinnie, baby, what's going on? what happened?" 
"i told you i don't want to talk about it." 
"okay, then what can i do to help you? i know this week's been a nightmare for you, so tell me what you need to feel better," your voice has taken on a pleading tone. you're starting to get a little desperate for anything else to try. 
"nothing. it just all sucks, and nothing can change that. i'm really sorry i'm being such an ass tonight. i'm just going to go to bed." 
he pushes off the couch and walks away, leaving you feeling helpless. you know he's not acting like this on purpose. he's just overwhelmed with whatever is happening with work and is lashing out, but you wish you could help him. you wish he would let you help him. 
he's a wound up ball of energy and frustration, and you don't know what to do. you've tried everything you can think of to help him release all that tension, so he can finally unwind and relax for the evening, but nothing seems to be working. 
wait. you haven't tried everything. 
when you enter the bedroom you find hyunjin on the bed in the same position he was in on the couch, on his back staring blankly at the ceiling. 
you crawl up next to him, pausing when you reach his waist. he doesn't so much as even spare you a glance, but you don't let it deter you. you're going to snap him out of this if it's the last thing you do. reaching forward, you slide his shirt up slightly and plant several warm, wet kisses along his lower abdomen. you don't miss the sharp intake of breath when he feels your warm tongue swirl across his skin. which is why you're shocked when his hands grip your shoulders and pull you away. 
"what are you doing?" he looks at you, his gaze still distant, and you can almost see the turmoil waging in his eyes. 
"i'm distracting you from whatever is going on in that head of yours," you lean forward once more, tracing your lips across his flesh again. he doesn't stop you, but he also doesn't stop his complaints. 
"it's no use baby. like i told you before, there's nothing that's going to make this night better," his mouth is telling you one thing but the growing hardness in his shorts is telling you something entirely the opposite. 
you pull back slightly to smirk up at him. "just be a good boy and listen to me so i can make you feel good." you reach for his waistband, but his hand shoots out and encircles your wrist, stopping your movements. 
"no." his voice is firm, bordering on cold, and you can't help the shocked expression that crosses your face. before you even have time to question his strange behavior, he continues. "i'm sick and tired of listening to people tell me what to do. it doesn't matter that i'm running myself ragged to do exactly what they asked. it's still not good enough. maybe we wouldn't have so many problems if someone just fucking listened to me for once!"
oh. oh. so that's what's been going on. now that you know the root of the problem, your entire plan shifts slightly. 
"i'm listening," you say as you lean back onto your heels, crossing your hands behind you. 
he runs a hand through hair and releases a heavy sigh. "i know you are, loves, you always listen, but you know that's not what i mean." 
"oh, but i do know," your voice takes on a slightly mischievous tone. "you just don't know what i mean." 
"i don't un-" he stops talking when he notices you grab the hem of your shirt and start lifting it. 
"i'm listening," you don't break eye contact as you pull the shirt up and over your head. 
"to you." one hand moves behind your back, undoing the clasps on your bra. 
"to anything you want to say." the corners of your lips tip up into a smile as you slide the straps down your arms. 
"and to anything you want to do." you rise up slightly to push your shorts off before settling back on your heels, completely bare except for your panties. 
he props himself up on his elbows to look at you. a dark glint enters his eyes, and you can tell his attention is quickly shifting away from work. 
"you need to work out all that tension from this week, and i want you to unleash it on me. however you want."
he doesn't say anything in response, just opens and closes his mouth a few times while he keeps staring at you. 
"well?" 
it's like that one word flicked a switch in his brain because he moves before you can even blink. you find yourself suddenly on your back, his body towering over you, his arms caging you in.
"i'm not in a good headspace right now," he leans down to kiss your neck, and you tip your head back when you feel his warm mouth on your skin. 
"i know," you whisper before letting out a soft moan when you feel him suck hard enough to leave a mark. 
"i'm not going to be gentle," his teeth scrape across your throat and bright hot arousal shoots through your veins. "i'm going to fuck you and use you until i can't even remember all that stupid bullshit from work." 
his dirty words skate across your skin, and you can feel your panties getting wetter by the second. 
"good," you mange to say, grinning to yourself. 
he pulls away suddenly, moving to stand next to the bed. "roll over," his voice is hard, full of authority and you cant help but think about how much it turns you on. 
you quickly oblige, turning onto your stomach and scooting to the edge of the bed when he gestures at you. 
"open," he commands while moving his shorts just enough to pull out his hard cock. your mouth practically waters at the sight of him right in front of you. you're so busy staring at his throbbing dick that you don't even realize your mouth is still closed until he's fingers sink into your hair, pulling your head back ever so slightly.
"i said open," he taps your lips with the tip of his cock, and you immediately part them. 
he wastes no time thrusting into your mouth. he hits the back of your throat, and you gag slightly around him, pulling a deep groan from him. 
he continues to relentlessly pound into you, your position giving him the ideal angle to plunge deep into your mouth. he has his hands buried into your hair, using it as leverage to pull you closer in time with his thrusts. 
it's unlike any other time you two have done this. you've always been the one in control, guiding the speed, the depth, everything. but not this time. and you realize you like it. a lot. 
something about being completely at his mercy while he roughly fucks your mouth is so incredibly arousing. the loud moans and grunts that pour from hyunjin while he keeps up his unforgiving pace only heighten the entire situation and you know your panties are completely ruined by this point. you find yourself squirming on the bed slightly, rubbing your thighs together to try and release some of the intense ache that's building between them. 
"look at you, already writhing for my touch, and i've barely done anything yet. you like this huh? does my little whore like it when i use her mouth and throat like this?" 
you nod enhusiastically as tears start to gather in your eyes from gagging while he roughly fucks your throat. one breaks loose with his next thrust and starts to trail down your cheek. he slows his pace slightly, before eventually stopping and pulling away. he brings his free hand up to gently wipe the tear away. "good girl, you're such a good little slut for me. taking me so well." 
you can't help the moan that escapes you at his dirty words. 
"i think you deserve a reward for being such a good girl, huh?" you nod eagerly, biting your lip as you think of finally getting to feel him where you so desperately want him. 
his eyes zero in on the movement, and you notice the way his cock jumps as he watches your teeth sink into your bottom lip. 
"lay on your back. center of the bed." you scramble to obey his instructions, ready for whatever he has planned next. 
"now spread your legs." 
his eyes darken even more when you do, lust clouding his vision. he stalks to the end of the bed and slowly, torturously starts to move up the length of your body, nipping and licking and sucking the entire way. 
when he finally reaches the apex of your thighs he pauses for a moment, his face directly level with your dripping pussy. 
his eyes move up to yours as he slips his fingers beneath the edge of your panties, ghosting along your pussy before he pulls the fabric away and lets it slap back against your skin. your body jolts at the sudden sharp sting, but a moan slips from your lips as the pain mixes with pleasure. 
he does it again, resulting in the same response from you. he does it a third time, this time much harder. you cry out this time, practically thrusting your cunt into his face as you beg for more. 
your reaction shreds any last semblance of self control hyunjin has, and he rips your panties from your body. before they can even hit the floor, he's back between your legs and sliding into you with one easy thrust. you throw your head back at the sensation of him filling you. he makes a few slow, experimental strokes before thrusting all the way into you, leaning forward and biting your shoulder as he does. 
you gasp at the combined feeling of his teeth on your skin and his cock deep inside your pussy. your hands move to scrape up his back, trying to pull him even closer, but he knocks them down with his arms. 
grabbing both your hands with one of his, he moves them above your head, pinning them to the bed. he uses his other hand to grip your hip, tight enough you think it might bruise. and then he starts to fuck you fast and hard, his hips snapping into yours with brutal force. 
you cry out in pleasure as he hits that spot deep inside of you over and over again. you feel a familiar pressure growing low in your belly. when he releases your hip to move his hand between you and start rolling your clit, you know it will only be a few more moments before you shatter completely.
without slowing his pace, he leans down to your ear and whispers. "cum for me, baby, i want to feel you cum on my cock." 
his words tip you over the edge, and your eyes roll back as release slams into you. he continues to fuck you relentlessly throughout your orgasm, drawing it out longer than you thought possible. 
just as you start to come down from your high, he rolls his thumb along your clit again and gives it a sharp pinch. without warning another orgasm crashes over you, rolling into the first. incoherent mumbles and moans pour from your lips as you lose yourself to the pleasure. 
in the midst of being lost in bliss you hear hyunjin utter a few sharp curses, his pace faltering before he thrusts himself deep inside of you. he collapses over top of you, barely managing to keep his body weight from crushing you as his cock pulses inside of you. 
the sensation causes a few afterschocks to roll through you, and you clench around his dick. hyunjin releases a strangled moan at the sensation, fighting off overstimulation as he finishes cumming deep inside of you. 
you both stay like that for a moment, his face buried in your neck as you try to catch your breath. eventually, he pulls out and flops onto his back beside you. 
you roll over on your side to look at him, smiling broadly when you see the stupid grin plastered on his face. 
"feel better?" you tease, snuggling closer to his side. 
"most definitely," he wraps an arm around you, and leans in to kiss you tenderly. when he pulls away, you can see the apology in his eyes before he even opens his mouth. "i'm really sorry, loves, it's been a really long, very rough week for me."
"i know-" he interjects before you can say anything else. 
"but, that doesn't mean i should have been so irritated and snappy when i came home. you have been so helpful and patient with me this entire week, and you didn't deserve for me to act like that around you." 
"it's okay," you say while gently reaching up to push some of his hair out of his face before stroking his cheek. you can see that he wants to interrupt and apologize again, so you continue before he has the chance. "i'm not here with you just for all the good days. i'm here for the days where you kick your shoe across the room, because it's stuck, and it's just one more thing that hasn't gone right. i'm here for the days when you feel like you're going to combust because you're so upset, or tired, or just plain overwhelmed. i'm here for the days you just can't control the frustration anymore. i don't need you to try and pretend to be okay around me just because i'm not what made you upset. i just want to be here and work through it with you. okay?"
a soft smile breaks across his face and he nods slightly as he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. 
"plus," you add, throwing him a wry smirk. "we seem to have figured out just what you need when it's been one of those days."
"mmmmm, i believe you're right," a devilish expression crosses his face and his hand slides down to grip your waist. "just know that from now on, if i text you that i've had a rough day, you better be ready." he pulls you closer against him, and you can't help the small moan that escapes you when you feel that he's already hard again. 
"always," you reply breathlessly before twining your fingers around his neck and pulling his mouth to yours.
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boredwrites · 9 months
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The Huntress NSFW Headcanons
Anna the Huntress x gn!reader
I'm so horny for Anna right now oh my god. Also, I cannot imagine Anna with a male partner, I apologize. I kept the reader AFAB but with gender neutral pronouns.
Warnings: NSFW, AFAB reader, not proofread.
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So, we all know most of Anna's life she was alone. But that doesn't mean she doesn't know about the birds and the bees. Her momma told her about it and she sometimes catches animals in the middle of it. But because she knows about it doesn't mean she's experienced in the slightest.
But that's ok, Anna's a fast learner and she's very attentive. She catches onto your behaviour very quickly and she quickly learns what you do and don't like.
We all know and headcanon that she's very much a giver. She's definitely a giver in the bedroom too. She's more focused and cares more about your pleasure than hers. She always makes sure you finish at least twice before her. Sometimes she gets so caught up in your pleasure, she doesn't even care about hers.
Anna is open to anything as long as it doesn't hurt you. She hates the thought of hurting you in the bedroom, even if you want her to. It would take a lot of convincing to get her to even consider it. You're her sweet baby, she can't stand the thought of hurting you in any way.
You got a praise kink? Ohhh lord you’re gonna have fun. She will praise the hell out of you. She loves giving you praise and watching your reactions, in and out of the bedroom. It’s one way to know that she’s trying to get you in the mood, she’ll whisper praises in your ear over every little thing you do.
Let’s be honest, Anna is a boob gal. She looooves your breasts. How soft they are, how they look covered in hickies and her saliva, covered in soap in the bath. She loves holding and fondling and sucking on them. It doesn’t even need to be sexual, she just loves having them in her hands.
While on the topic of boobs, hers can get so sensitive. She’ll become a needy mess if you play with her breasts. An accidental brush against them can immediately get her going. Please please please suckle on them, she’ll be the happiest woman alive. Pinch her nipples? She’s yours forever.
But don’t let a needy mess of her fool you. She still dominates the hell out of you (softly). It would take a lot of convincing for her to sub, but she still wants some control so she’ll keep her hands on your hips and help you maintain your speed, whether you’re riding her face or you guys are scissoring.
If there was one thing Anna could do in the bedroom for the rest of her life, it would be giving head. Her mouth is very talented and can have you whining and gasping and a mess within seconds of her getting started. She loves the noises and faces you make, she loves the feeling of your hands tugging her hair, your hips bucking up into her face. She'd die a happy woman if she was suffocated by your thighs.
If you give her head? She's gonna finish embarrassingly fast. Growing up without intimacy made her especially sensitive when touched privately.
If you have an oral fixation, she'll be more than happy to provide. She loves when you suck her fingers, especially your little sighs and your face when she lets you suck them after she touched herself, allowing you a taste.
Mommy kink? Mommy kink.
She loves being the provider. She loves it when you're dependent on her. She tilts her head at you and gives you a sympathetic look as you beg her to touch you since she's the only one who can make you feel so good.
If you’re up for it, Anna will happily engage with consensual somnophilia. Given the okay, Anna will happily wake you up with sleepy morning head. She smiles every time your hands find her hair when you wake up to this pleasant surprise. She prefers giving in this situation. More often than not, if you wake her up with head, she’ll go instinctual and think you’re an intruder. So maybe not wake her up with head. But waking up with her and give her head while she’s still groggy but knows it’s you? Now that’s definitely on the table.
Anna absolutely loves voyeurism. She gets off from watching you and/or you watching her. One thing she loves is having you knelt before her and have you watch her pleasure herself while you’re not allowed to touch you or her. In this situation, she doesn’t tie you up. She loves the potential chance of you breaking the rule and touching yourself so she can punish you. But if you follow her orders, she’ll reward you by sticking her fingers in your mouth, allowing you a taste.
Her punishments never induce pain. But she can be a real jerk when teasing. She’ll tease and edge you until you’re a sobbing, begging mess. But she has to remind you that you’re the one who broke her rule, so you need to be punished. It’s only fair.
If you’re up for it, Anna is into power dynamics. She loves to be fully dressed while you’re naked, riding her thigh and leaving a wet spot on her pants. She loves your desperate mewls and how your thighs clench over hers as you finish. She’ll then guide you to her other thigh with a one word order. “Again.”
As attentive as she is, Anna can’t read minds. If you want something, she needs you to tell her. She loves it when you tell her exactly what you want. She loves hearing your voice. But it isn’t limited to things you want to keep going. If you can’t take whatever she’s giving you, or you need to stop, please tell her. She uses the color codes and expects you to use them as well.
Now in the realms, if you’re a survivor in a match with her, two words; locker quickie.
If you make sure she sees you go into a locker, it gets her going immediately. She loves to have your noises muffled by her fingers in your mouth as her other hand is busy pleasuring you, either playing with your clit or playing with your breasts as she does the knee thing. I know you know what I’m talking about.
Does not care if someone sees you guys. She loves it when survivors see that you’re already taken, that you’re hers and no one else’s. May Entity have mercy on anyone’s soul if they get between you and Anna (it won’t). Is not above fucking you in the basement.
Overall, Anna is such a fun woman to mess around with. Don’t worry, you’ll only have to show her how to please you once. She remembers and will explore out from her memory and try different things with you to see what makes you scream. And she’s surprisingly good at it, too.
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justash02 · 10 months
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Womanizer; 11~
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A/n; lemme know if you have feedback! It’s always welcome! So are Requests! Text me! I’m nice:>
Plot; Everyone who knew who Tom Kaulitz was knew that he was girl crazy, he's very well known for having girls around him all the time.
Warning; SMUT! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! Oral; M reserving, raw fucking, slut shaming, man handeling?
Pairing; Tom Kaulitz x fem reader.
Previous chapter -> next chapter.
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"Daddy likes crazy girls."
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Well, he certainly isn't self conscious about his dick... the boy wasted no times, pulling all of the remaining clothes down revealing his... actually pretty dick.
It was pretty long, not that thick, just normal sized? The tip of his dick was nice and pretty. Shit.
His cheeks were starting to heat up as he pumped himself a few times, keeping himself hard for me.
"If you want to stop-" before he could finish his sentence I wrapped my hand around his dick, gently cat licking his tip. His hips shutter at the feeling making me laugh.
"Shut the fuck up before I make you." He choked out, instant heat traveled through me. "Make me."
Before I could think of any possible things he could do he grabbed a hold of my hair, pulled it into a ponytail and pushed my head down making the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.
My eyes watered at the sudden reflex, he hissed out a few curse words, telling me how good of a girl I am for him.
He slowly released the hold of my hair allowing me to pull back a bit. I placed my lips on his tip once more, gently licking it as jerked him off.
Soft sweet moans fell from the boys lips, making me fall more in love with him then I already was. It almost sounded angelic.
He ran his fingers through my hand, making a ponytail once again, gently pulled my head up and down on his dick.
"So good baby." He praised as I continued to let him use my mouth for his pleasure, "You just love being used like the little slut you are, don't you?" He grunted out, tightening his grip on my hair.
I looked up with him, eyes begging him to keep face fucking me like this as if my life depended on it. This boy has shown me new sides of myself I've never seen before.
"Fuck baby, I don't wanna cum yet." He said, gently tapping the side of my arm that was resting on his thigh. I pulled away from his cock with a pop making him groan at the lack of warmth.
"Did I do good?" I asked, getting off of the ground. Tom's eyes were hooded, filled with pure lust as he nodded. "Always." I smiled, he pulled my close by my hips, gently kissing the exposed skin of my stomach giving me Deja Vu.
I pulled off my shirt, revealing my breast. When I tell you I saw a trail of drool doing down the side of Tom's cheeks I wouldn't be lying. "Not even wearing a bra?" He clicked his tongue as he pulled away from my stomach, gently running his finger over my already harden nipple.
A gasp fell from my lips, making me smirk. His hands went over to my skirt before hitching it up revealing my underwear.
He waisted no time before pulling my underwear down, leaving me only in my skirt. "Did you know I was going to let you have sex with me?" I asked, placing my hands on his shoulder, pushing him on to the bed before getting on top of him.
He shook his head, hands finding my hips once again. "Can I..?" He said, looking down at our bodies. Here goes nothing.
I nodded my head, sitting him, allowing him to do the same. He grabbed a hold of both of my butt cheeks before pumping his cock, lining it towards my entrance.
He slowly pushed my hips down, making me gasps at the feeling for his cock filling me all the way up.
"Fuck baby, your pussy swallows my cock in so well." He chocked out as he was in all the way. My arms around his neck as he leaned closer to hide his face in the curve of my neck, gently kissing the skin while letting me get used to him spreading my pussy out like that.
I pulled his face away from my neck before slamming my lips against his, his arms instantly wrapped around my waisted as I began moving up and down on his long dick.
I moaned ripped from my throat as each of his thrusts hit my G-spot. The cocky bastard knew what he was doing obviously. "Fuck Tom." I choked out. He just smirked as he lets one of his hands travel to my clit, rubbing circles on the nerve.
"S-shit." I cursed out as I could feel my high getting the better of me. The sound of our skin clapping and the groans coming for Tom was more then enough to send me into a intense orgasm.
Tom grinned as he laid down, pulling me with him. He took a tight hold of my hands before fucking into my hole with brute force.
My face red, tears running from my eyes and loud moans ripping from my throat as he abused my already creaming cunt.
"F-fuck go-gonna cum y/n/n." But before I could think of anything he pushed me off of him, quickly standing up before pushing his cock in my mouth, letting me taste myself. 
"Suck, slut." I nodded, quickly getting to work. Soon his warm semen filled over my tongue and into my throat.
Whimpers, and I mean genuinely. Pussy tightening, orgasm triggering, mouth watering wimpers came for the man before me.
He gently kept fucking my mouth, making sure to ride out his high. I could feel his cock growing soft in my mouth before he pulled out.
"Fuck, you better let me do that more."
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I feel so dirty lol.
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widowbitessting · 1 year
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Spanking (but like the ones where the Dom won't stop till the butt cheeks are extremely extremely red)
Hmmmm pinning this with Natasha. I feel like if you bratted out enough and got her that riled up, she'd pin you down and spank your pretty ass until it matches her hair. Or until you call the safe word. But if you don't, she'd keep on going; squeezing the back of your neck while you pant/beg/cry/moan? under her. Her hands would be sore after but it's worth it, right? Would she consider using...an aid? This time, no. You're already a wreck under her and your ass is very, very red. She doesn't want to go too far. You're her perfect kotenok, after all.
Moral of this punishment? Don't be a brat. Simple. As if that stops you.
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wanderpastme · 2 years
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Check Up (FEM)
Yandere Moondrop x FEMReader
MINORS DNI
Word count: 1,504
I forgot what my writing style was so um... this may seem a little different, sorry.
(MASC version coming soon)
(Sun's POV will be SUBSundrop so look out for that)
Description: Every Robot needs a check-up every once in a while, unfortunately for you, you were tasked with the unsavory job of maintaining the daycare attendant. Well maybe unsavory for some, but not for you, it was actually kind of sweet~
Tags: Masochism, Sadism, Impact play, Dom, Gagging, Humiliation, Implied voyeurism, Objectification, Edging, Orgasm control, Fingering, Oral Sex, Penetrative Sex.
The room felt cold around you, the hard concrete of the maintenance room making it difficult not to freeze to death, it didn't help that corporate were a bunch of cheapskates anyway. It was just your luck, you were assigned the most difficult animatronic to deal with, you would have even chosen Monty over this stick bug of a guy, but nope, here you were, stuck fixing the one and only, Moondrop.
"Figures they'd make the new guy do it," you muttered to yourself, looking over the computer bolted to the desk for, "safety reasons".
This guy was a mess, it looked like no one had been able to touch him in months. He was most likely filled to the brim with glitter glue. Letting out a long sigh, you rolled your eyes, preparing yourself for the long night ahead.
"Let him in please." You radioed in, knowing full well the rest of your team was waiting for your signal. They were sick.
"Good luck new kid" a crackly voice responded, a maintenance door to your left swinging open revealing a lanky animatronic standing obediently at the door.
You gave him a quick once over, watching for any sign of aggression in this big guy.
"Alright, Moon... commence command 736."
The animatronic looked at you quizzically, his faceplate tilting slightly. Stepping forward he ducked beneath the door, his large hands placed on the sides of the doorframe, leaving deep gouges where his claws met the concrete.
"Naughty~ Naughty~ Talking to me like that... like a dog, when I should be the one giving commands."
You jumped back in surprise, "You're sentient?"
You watched as his full body came into view, he was much taller than you had remembered. He didn't respond to your question, standing before you, his red eyes staring daggers into your skull.
"W-well this is just a checkup... I'm just here to give you a quick cleaning and tuning..." You stuttered, trying to hide behind the computer.
"Oh is that so?" The animatronic whispered, stepping closer, quickly clearing the room in one stride.
Suddenly you were lifted up by your neck, your air supply cut off by Moon's large hands encasing your neck. You coughed, gripping onto his wrists as you were lifted into the air and slammed against the wall.
The animatronic stared at you with hooded eyes, studying your face as you gasped for breath, clawing at his fingers, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. He loosened his grip slightly, wedging his leg between your legs, using his torso to pin you to the wall instead.
You gasped, your head still dizzy from the lack of oxygen, "What the fu-"
Before you could finish your sentence his hand moved up to cover your mouth, harshly gripping your cheeks.
"Cursing isn't permitted around me, besides I don't want to hear anything coming from you unless it's my name." He growled, making your eyes widen, "You really think I didn't know you were working on me today? I pay attention, I am sentient after all." He chuckled, letting your face go.
You opted not to say anything, instead, glancing around for an escape, your failsafe command wouldn't work on him, seeing as the first time you had tried he had ignored you.
He chuckled, taking note of your obedience, "Good girl~"
You could feel your face heat up at this, internally cursing yourself at the slight voice in your head telling you how hot this was.
Moondrop leaned in, planting soft kisses along your neck making you gasp.
"M-Moon-"
"Shhhh Moonbeam, I know you want this, you think I didn't notice?"
"Notice?" You squeaked, feeling his lips stretch into a smile.
"Your desperate scrolling through those... fanfictions, how much you would stare at Sun during your so-called 'innocent' check-ins... you have a thing for us, don't you?"
You shuddered in response, not answering him.
"You don't have to say a single thing, doll~ Your body betrays you~"
Slowly he started rubbing his leg over your soaking core, a soft moan escaping your lips subconsciously, making you bite your lip to stifle any more from escaping.
Moon didn't seem to like that. Gripping your face once again he bit down on your shoulder. You cried out in pain, giving Moon the opportunity to slip a finger in your mouth, resting the pad of his thumb harshly on your tongue.
"I want to hear every pretty little noise, do you understand slut~?" Moon growled, his mechanical tongue flicking over the bite wound.
All you could do was whimper in response seeing as his hand was lodged in your mouth, making it impossible to do anything else.
"Good pet~"
Leaning back, he lifted you up bridal style and placed you firmly on the examination table.
"Stay~" He growled, making you freeze to the spot.
Slowly he lowered himself down, tearing away the fabric of your pants with ease. You started to protest but were silenced by the prodding of his tongue through your panties, the sharp tip ghosting over your clit.
Letting out a low moan you gripped the edges of the table, bucking your hips forward slightly. Suddenly a gust of cold air met your clit as your panties were torn off and disregarded, making Moon chuckle.
Skilled fingers ghosted over your dripping lips, making you buck your hips forward once more.
"Eager little thing~"
His free hand snaked up your abdomen, stopping right at the bottom of your bra, running cool fingers over the fabric teasingly.
You started to protest, but was promptly silence by a sharp nip on the inside of your thigh, causing you to jump slightly.
"Moon~ Please~" you moaned. Your begging only met with another sharper nip, this time bruising the skin.
"Hushhhh~"
Suddenly cold metal fingers slipped underneath your bra flicking over your nippple, in the same moment you were filled with Moons mechanical tongue, prodding over your G-spot.
Gasping loudly, you arched your back as Moon abused your G-spot pushing you closer and closer to the edge.
"Moon~ I- I'm gonna-"
"Not yet my sweet~"
Pulling away Moon smirked at your trembling form as tears formed at the corners of your eyes, frustration evident in your voice as you whined. Your fingers instinctively reaching to finish the job.
Moon quickly grabbed onto your wrists, clicking his tongue at you.
"Naught~ Naughty~ Now how will I punish you~?"
"I'm sorry I-"
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ if you're to going apologize I want to hear you beg~"
Quickly pulling you up from the table he swung you over his knee, your ass in full view. He playfully ran his hand over your ass, giving it a squeeze.
"Beg... pet~"
You let out a soft whimper as his palm met your ass with a swift 'THWACK' urging you on.
"P-please-"
'THWACK'
"Please, Moon-"
'Thwack'
You could feel moons bulge against your lower stomach as he kept on relentlessly spanking your ass until you could almost feel a bruise forming.
"C'mon pet~ I want to hear it~"
"Please Moon! Please I want you to fuck me!" You cried out.
You could hear him chuckle as he lifted you up by your arms.
"Now why didn't you say that sooner?"
Quickly slipping his pants off, you were surprised to see a throbbing almost tentical like dick, the veins pulsing in anticipation.
"Well?" He muttered impatiently.
"I want to ride you~" You murmured, cupping his cheek and pulling him in for a sloppy kiss.
Moon almost lost his composure as he lowered you down, moaning in your mouth as you took him inch by agonizing inch.
He was too big for you, but you didn't care, you were lost in the pleasure as his tip settled right into your g-spot, carressing it with each pulse.
"Please~" You moaned, pulling away slightly, "Please fuck me like the slut I am!"
That's all Moon needed as he flipped you over, growling like a wild animal. He gripped onto you, thrusting into your ferociously. You had no control but you were ok with it, allowing him to pleasure himself with your body turned you on so much.
"Ugh- Fuck!" Moon cried out, his sharp teeth grazing your shoulder. "You're so fucking wet!"
You could feel his sharp tallens dig into your skin, small pricks of blood forming in his grip. Suddenly he latched onto you, his teeth digging into your shoulder, you cried out in both pain and pleasure, almost going cross-eyed from it all.
"M-moon- I-" You exclaimed and he only growled in response, thrusting into you at a bruising pace.
Soon enough sparks filled your vision as you screamed in pleasure, Moons cum filling you at the exact same time.
Falling limp in his arms, you tried to catch your breath as the room began to spin. You soon lost consciousness, Moon taking special care to cradle you in his arms.
"You did good my pet~ Sun thought so as well~ rest now, you're going to have an eventful night ahead of you"
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voltussy · 1 year
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Late Night Tutoring (🔞)
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WARNING!
Minors DNI, smut,nsfw, contains Throat fucking, overstimulation, student-teacher relations, college au, fingering,dirty talk, 18+, lowkey corruption,unprotected sex, lowkey choking,lowkey cockwarming
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It was night already and you havent done your homework yet, you needed help with it, so you texted your Professor Satoru for help, you texted him over to tutor you.
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F!Y/N: Hey professor, i need some help with my homework, can u come over? And help me with it?
Satoru: Sure why not? I can mark it while tutoring you and it’d be much more convenient. Wheres your address?
F!Y/N: XXXXXXXX.
Satoru: I’ll be there in a sec
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“.. Ring..Ring!”
Somebody ringed your doorbell. you open the door to see Gojo, he walks in and sits down, he motions you to sit down next to him.
“I didn’t lie when i said i’d be there in a second. Anyways what do you need help with? I’d be glad to help my favourite student!”
His last sentence was obviously satire but it still made you blush a little. You sit down next to him as he teaches you. you cant help but glance at his charming body and face from time to time. Even though he is fully clothed, you can still see a bit of his chiselled abs. You find yourself blushing at each glance but you manage to keep your posture.
“My eyes are up here, i know. i’m charming.”
You blush, you thought you were being sneaky but you werent.
“Since you look so obedient, a little spoiling for my Favourite student won’t hurt. You dont mind right~?”
You nodded, saying you dont mind so His hand wanders to your ass and slips his fingers inside, its starts off with 1 finger inside your wet clit, then later 2 fingers, you struggle focusing on the homework when your teacher is finger-fucking you. Luckily you don’t live in your parents house so you live alone.
As Gojo teaches. He smirks as he puts 3 fingers inside, making you whimper a bit.
“Whats wrong (y/n)? Having trouble focusing? If so, maybe i should stop.”
He teases
“N-no sir, Im fine. Mph..~❤︎︎”
He takes out his fingers and makes you taste your own juices while his focus is entirely on the homework.
“..Ziippp…”
you hear the sound of pants unzipping, he lowers his boxers a little just enough to let his cock spring free. He motions you to come and sit on his lap, you glance at his cock, it was so pretty.. his tip was pink and pretty, his cock was curved as if it was made to hit all spots. You sat on it with no hesitation, gojo lets out a soft grunt
“Mm.. anyways, would you be a dear and try to solve the questions?”
“ah.. yes sir..”
you try to answer the multiple choice question, Gojo looks at your answer and starts thrusting, he takes out his red pen and crosses it, making you do the correction.
“Wrong answer.”
He suddenly thrusts into you, going at a fast pace.
“Ah-ah! Mmhp! Im sorry sensei- ah”
Your hand keeps shaking as you use your blue pen to write your answer again, you drop your pen because of Gojo’s fast pace, you place your hands on your hips to balance yourself as you pathetically moan, he slows down to let you pick up your pen.
You write down the correct answer and he ticks your answer.
“This must be your first time Isn’t it? Judging by your tight ass, i’d be honoured to take your virginity.”
You nod your head, saying this is your first time, gojo thrusts in faster, the room is filled with skin slapping skin, he finds amusement looking at your slutty fucked out lewd expressions. He pulls your hair to take a good look at your face, giving praising yet degrading comments. When he feels himself close, he pulls out and immediately pulls your head making his cock inside your mouth without warning making you gag, he laughs out of amusement looking at your gagging face, he pulls your hair and makes you suck him off until he fills your throat with hot semen.
“Lets continue.”
*he makes you sit on his cock again, but this time, cockwarming*
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The next morning, after your “Special Tutoring”
you go to school to find out your grades “suddenly” went up.
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I’ll leave what happened during the cockwarming scene to your imagination 🫣
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hystericstar · 9 months
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Art!!!
NSFW art of oot link that I made for some anatomy practice 🤭🤭 i was gonna be brave and make it extra spicy but I don’t want the hellsite to get mad at me 😭
! MDNI !
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Mixed Fandom fic rec master list
I have been accumulating this for MONTHS now and just feel it right to share. Pretty much all of this is smut so minors do not interact or I will literally piss my pants
ACOTAR
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Rhys x reader by arizona2004
Bat Brothers x Feyre "Steamy Punishment" by ao3 user CeliaMoonbeam
Bat Boys x Feyre "A Solstice to Remember" by ao3 user yafamn92
Cassian x Reader -> Bat Boys x Reader "Why Have One When Theres Three?" by Tumblr user arizona2004
Azriel x gn!Reader by Tumblr user gothicbabydolls
Azriel x Reader "Unholy" by Tumblr user azrielscrown
Azriel x Reader "revenge" by Tumblr user honeybeefae
Cassian x Nesta "Something, Anything" ao3 user thewayshedreamed
Criminal minds
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Hotch x reader
Hotch x reader "110 degrees" by Tumblr user sunshinemunchkin
Hotch x stepdaughter!reader "Daddy's Day" by hotchs-bitch
Hotch x Babysitter!reader by ssahotstuff
Forbidden fruit (son’s gf!reader) series by laurensprentiss
Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt.3 Pt.4
Spence x reader
dereksgf!reader x Spencer "Bro Code Be Damned (S.R.) by imagining-in-the-margins
Spencer x BAU!Reader "Never Have I Ever" by imagining-in-the-margins
Spencer x Reader "Bound Together" by foxy-eva
Spencer x Reader series "Powerless" by wattled user mjwritesfics
Hotch x reader x Spencer "Three's a Crowd" by radiant-reid
Supernatural
Dean x Reader "Needing & Wanting" by luci-in-trenchcoats
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Stranger things
Eddie x reader
Eddie x reader enemies to fuck buddies by munson-trashcan
Pornstar! Ghostface! Eddie x Pornstar! Reader by prettyboyeddiemunson
Eddie x Reader "a burning desire for you" by usedtobecooler
Best friend!Eddie x reader “always have been”
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dear-mrs-otome · 1 year
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Silvio Ricci - Your Fault I'm So Horknee Event - Epilogue
Standard Disclaimer: I do this for fun. I don’t, and never would, claim to be proficient at JP. There will be mistakes herein. There will be dialogue I choose to smooth out or change, because it feels choppy just straight translating. There will be the occasional snarky aside and irreverence and just plain summarizing. If you’re looking for 100% pure accuracy, without commentary or localizing, this is not for you. If you don’t mind that…then proceed, and I hope you enjoy! And please, support your local localizer (they make this stuff look easy) and Cybird by playing the games and routes when they come to English.
Note: Translating smut sucks. Apologies if this does too. You can find the Event + Sweet end here, and the Premium end here. This is a continuation of the Premium, in Silvio's POV.
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“Ten days,” he says, and she doesn’t follow. “It’s been ten days since I last touched you. I’ll have you regretting you ever made me endure it that long.”
He’s been teased so much, nothing remains but painful desire. Pressing his lips to the tip of one toe, he kisses a slow path upwards - Emma making half-hearted protests the entire time, but it’s obvious her heart isn’t in them. 
To himself, he blames all this on her for being so cute. All on her entirely. Working his way up past her knees, trailing kisses up her thighs - higher, to the spot he knows will get him the best reaction of all…
“Silvio…don’t!” 
Emma’s hand is desperately trying to push his head back, but he ignores it in favor of hooking her legs over his shoulders so she can’t go anywhere, his mouth grazing lightly against her damp center. 
Sorry, he silently apologizes to her as she softly moans. But I’m all out of patience.
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He circles her with his tongue, licking and sucking as if he could pull the very heat out from inside of her. It doesn’t take long for the evidence of her arousal to run down and wet the table beneath her, her body going wantonly languid. And when he teases her clit mercilessly, a string of cries falls from her, one right after another. 
But each time does nothing to sate his hunger - if anything, it only grows.
Still dissatisfied, he lifts his head from between her legs just as he feels her begin to quiver on the precipice, and looks up at her…
“Silvio…you idiot…” she accuses.
“Hey…no need to cry.” Alarmed, he’s cursing to himself, figuring he must have overdone it.
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Coming back to his senses at the sight of her with her hands over her eyes, and wondering if she was so mortified she really had hated it. “Emma, are you alright??”
Her only answer is silence, and he starts scrambling. “Ok, ok, I’m sorry. I’ll be nicer with you, please don’t be upset -”
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She’s still not responding, and then he stops abruptly. 
Hold up a minute. Taking a closer look, it’s apparent that she’s fighting back amusement, pressing her lips together tightly.
“....Hey!” he says, in disbelief. Grabbing the hand she’d been hiding her eyes with and pulling it away, where the only sign of tears he sees lingering are most definitely not from being upset. “You’re messing with me.”
“Just a little revenge,” she tells him, saying she wouldn’t be able to stand it if she didn’t get back at him at leat a bit for embarrassing her so much.
He stops and turns red at her explanation, and finds himself picking her up in his arms, her own cheeks pink and refusing to meet his eyes. Cursing and swearing at how he can’t hold back when she’s like this. 
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“Silvio?!” She says his name in alarm as he tosses her onto the bed and strips his own clothes off. 
“Quit saying such cute things, you idiot!” he accuses, telling her if she does he might just dick her down too hard and be the end of her then and there. She’s flailing and protesting that, when he shuts her down. “Be quiet. I told you I’ve got ten days worth pent up.”
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His fingers delve deep inside her, as he takes her breast in his mouth. No intention of stopping no matter how many times a climax shakes her.
She’s crying out, tossing her head back and forth as if at her breaking point, and he takes that as sign enough to shift atop her and drive himself home the way he’s been wanting to so badly. Finally feeling something like satisfaction for the first time in ages.
The no-touching ban was even worse than he’d realized, he supposes. So madly in love with her it had been an agony of sorts. He silently vows that he’ll never let her put something like that in place again - how it was something like torture not being able to touch her. 
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“Emma.” 
Just him saying her name is enough to have her smiling happily…and the sight of that alone has his heart all aflutter. His desire spilling over unabated. Admitting, to himself at least, that he’s so hopelessly in love with her.
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“No touching allowed!” Emma declares.
“Whaa?!”
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The next morning, the moment she’d woken up, Emma had dressed and ran out of the room..and then had made such a proclamation. 
A furious Silvio asks why, when they’d settled the problem, and Emma agrees they had, but things still aren’t copacetic. 
“Yesterday, that…that…!” she sputters.
He realizes that’s what she’s still hung up on, fully aware that he got carried away last night. He’d had her again and again, never satiated, and it’s clear it’s all so fresh in her mind how thoroughly he’d debauched her that she’s too embarrassed to even say it. 
Guess I lost control a bit at how cute she was.
He smirks at her. “If you put a ban in place, I’ll do something that’ll make you think I was going easy on you last night.”
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She gasps. “If you do that, my heart might explode and take me with it!”
Oh so that’s why she’s being like this, he realizes - and he thinks he deserves the highest of praise for clinging to enough of a shred of reason to keep from jumping her right then and there. 
Aloud, she says that if he thinks that way it’s only fair for him to be embarrassed too, and alarmed he tells her to back away. 
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“No! You should be as humiliated as I was!” she exclaims, and over his protests she seems serious in her righteous anger as she tries to grab him. 
Before he knows it, the tables are turned and he’s now the one trying to run from her. Wondering what the heck he’s doing…even as the sight of her smile blooming bright in the sun takes his breath away.
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All that lust he should have purged last night coming roaring back the moment he sees her like this.
He’s in real trouble, he can admit to himself…because when it comes to her, his desire knows no bounds.
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Soldier On, Achilles
Captive!Patroclus AU
rating: 18+ | violence, character death, slur
Additional tags: hurt/comfort, angst, soulmates, whump
Summary:
Regret sets in as Achilles waits for Patroclus to return from battle. Thetis is rude. Agamemnon throws a tantrum.
Chapter I
He did not know why his mother took the form of a sea monster around others. Probably just to be obtuse. In fact, she is graceful, glossy hair like a Persian warhorse, fair as new milk. But she did not like to garner attraction.
Achilles cannot not decide if he is relieved or irritated to see his pretty mother now. “Six hours,” he grumbles, aware of the sullen note in his tone, “I wish you had gone with them.”
“With him,” she corrects, mocking, “You don’t care about them.”
“You don’t either,” he bites, jerking around to face her. She stands only a little taller than him, softened in this form. A willow where she had been pine. Her eyes are not black but deepest green. Human. She looks at him as in childhood, ready to comfort. Something is wrong.
Achilles grits his teeth, flinching away. It hurts her visibly.
“Mother, if you let him come to harm—”
“If I let him?”
Her eyes darken, narrow. An eel poised to strike.
Achilles’ heart drops ten feet. His blood roars.
“He is injured?” He looks every direction, ears suddenly at twice their sensitivity. Any sound. Any sense at all. But there is only the empty camp. The murmur of girls, ignoring him in their tent. Slaves and grunt-workers who pass him as if invisible.
“I see you are not a favorite,” she says, “Achilles.”
She emphasizes his name: pain of the people.
“If you think a despised man earns favor with—”
“Gods be damned!” he shouts. It is foolish of him. “Can you speak of nothing else? Where is Patroclus?”
He does not wait for an answer. He shoves the flap of the women’s tent open, barking for any of them to follow, to help him arm.
“Why?”
Their collective reproach sounds through Briseis’s voice, a creeping python.
“Patroclus is hurt,” he says, attempting the curtness of a prince, “I will go.”
A sharp inhale. She follows. Briseis works quickly, but her hands are unused to buckles and bronze. Achilles clenches his teeth against the rockslide harsh words. Couldn’t she go any faster? He thinks of his love, his boy, a medic. An untrained soldier in armor not fitted to him, a sword balanced for Achilles’ alone. What was I thinking?
Competing answers:
I was not thinking
and softer,
I was thinking of myself.
Briseis keeps her eyes lowered like a slave. But he cannot mistake the flush of hate in her cheeks.
“If Hector kills you,” she hisses, shoulders trembling, “I will only be sorry for him.”
His prize has no leave to address him thusly. He raises his hand to strike her. Then lowers it.
“If Hector kills me,” he says, “You will say I punished you. No—that I took you to punish him. It is unseemly that my companion should take liberties I have not with my bed-slave. You will say you are pregnant and without your honor.”
“But I am not,” she says bitterly.
“Then lie!” he yells, cowing her, “You will lie, and he will reproach me. It will dull his grief. Honor will compel him to leave Troy with you as his wife. I’m telling you to save his life.”
“He won’t believe it,” she says softly.
“It will be easier than you think. You’ll enjoy spiting me,” he snarls, stomping out of the tent. She is alone among the men’s things. He was right on only one front. Deceiving Patroclus into marriage would save him. But defaming his lover would only sharpen the grief. And that was if he believed her.
The creek of chariot wheels. Horses’ crying sharp and panicked. A six-hour campaign. What could have happened? But they were returning now. His boy would be with them. Bruised, perhaps, even broken, but here. Tears stand in Achilles’ eyes and he all but runs to meet the returning army. They move slowly – he sees a shrouded body hefted between Odysseus and Diomedes. Their faces are creased, exchanging heavy glances. Someone of importance, he supposes. This does not matter. Not now. Achilles searches the company, escalating from fevered to frantic. Where was he? He would flog Automedon if it was he would had failed to make all haste. A horrible thought: the walls. An image, as if from a remembered dream. Of pair of them, Patroclus had always been more adept at climbing trees.
And on Scyros – he had been so upset. To upset to notice his feet cut to shreds when he had scaled that cliff to what – to howl Thetis into being? No.
Achilles dives into the crowd, elbowing past his own men, knocking them into the dirt without looking. He shoves soldier after soldier aside. If he fell. He would have caught himself, known to tuck his chin and roll, but there would be broken bones. His back, perhaps, or both arms. Both femurs, even. That would explain why he had been carried so slowly. Achilles shouts, howls his name. “Patroclus!” then, “Automedon!”
There was no way he had not been knocked unconscious by a fall like that. No way for him to hear Achilles’ voice, to be comforted at all. And it was his fault.
What was the word he had used again in their quarrel?
Hubris.
He nearly crashes into Odysseus and would have upset both counselor’s and their burden had Odysseus not stopped him with a firm hand, flat to his chest. A fatherly gesture. The prince of Ithaca looks in his eyes, stern, unintimidated.
Achilles stops in his tracks. The blood drains from his face as his eyes lock onto the shrouded form.
Your Grace. Automedon’s voice is blurred as if by a sudden strong wind. Achilles screams, and screams, and screams, pivoting to strike the boy in the face. The blow knocks him to the earth with a squealing cry. The crunch of a wrist breaking. Shame laces its way through Achilles’ rage. Reproachful eyes – he does not know whose—as a larger man helps the injured boy up, dragging him into the throng where he will be hidden.
When he raises his fist again, Diomedes catches it with a face full of scorn.
“Enough.”
Odysseus raises and deepens his voice at once. It is a king’s voice.
“You disgrace yourself and him, prince,” Odysseus says with cold authority.
“He is mine,” rasps Achilles, his face contorting as he stares at the body, just barred from his reach, “My companion. My right.” Two more have him by his other arm. He does not look to see their faces.
“I think not.”
The prince of Ithaca lifts his chin, arms folded calmly.
With an inhuman roar, Achilles wrenches himself from the other men. Odysseus steps deftly out of his way as a performer from a charging bull. It occurs to Achilles that he is being mocked but it does not matter. All that matters is to reach him. To see punishment for those who mistook his Patroclus for dead. For dragging him home shrouded when he needed immediate medicine, needed Achilles. They would all be beaten. Their women with them. He tears off his helmet, scraping his knees raw in the sand.
“I’m here,” he cries, voice finally breaking with tears. Everyone can hear him. Let them. “Patroclus—my darling—my precious boy, my love.”
He lifts the body into his lap, tearing the cloth away. Red hair, dulled with grey spills across his legs.
There is quiet. The crowd has stilled, backed away. Odysseys and Diomedes look at one another again, this time with held breath. Men part to clear a path.
A grim voice rumbles, close now.
“Faggot,” it sneers.
As Agamemnon approaches, one foot at a time. Heavy, yet noiseless. A tiger stalking. Diomedes snaps to attention, leaping on the opportunity to clarify loyalties.
“You sully the King of Sparta,” he says in an affected pitch, “I’m sure you can find another boy to dote on.”
Tentative laughter rustles through the army. Achilles is frozen where he kneels. His face that of a startled little boy.
“Silence!” bellows the general. Then, to Achilles. “Prince of Pthia. You indeed dishonor my brother with this . . . display. And so twice dishonor me. I will consider what to say to you when my grief has eased. You will leave now.”
Achilles moves to his feet, slow and trembling, anemic with terror.
“Go!” Agamemnon’s shout carries down the beach. “Men of Sparta! Your king is dead at Hector’s hands because the famed Myrmidon’s princess would cower behind his mother before doing what was necessary!”
Menelaus is dead.
Hector had killed him.
As Achilles darts through the crowd as a deer weaving past hounds he asks endlessly:
but where is Patroclus?
*Author’s Notes:
Yes, this is the fiction I began over a year ago and was unable to continue due to a depressive episode during my pregnancy. All seven completed chapters are posted to my AO3 but I also plan to release periodically on Tumblr. From the bottom of my heart, I appreciate the kind and encouraging comments and emails I have received on this project while my mental health was in the toilet. Comment if you want to be tagged. Minors will not be tagged.
@nambnb @withlovefromolympus @ygnoe @human-still-developing @hycinthrt @johaerys-writes
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hardstraykidshours · 1 year
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skz and their reaction to you in lingerie
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pairing: ot8 stray kids x fem/afab!reader
genre: smut, headcanon, 18+ (minors dni)
length: 929
warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, collars, lingerie, degradation, praising, role play, semi public sex, licking/sucking, fem reader, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)
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chan
what you’re wearing for him: always a matching set, but the color and the style change every time. it could be lacy, see through, or strappy depending on what you’re feeling at that time, but no matter what, it’s always a cute bra and matching pantie. 
without fail, chan is over the moon every time he sees you in lingerie. he cannot figure out how he ended up with someone so fucking gorgeous. the praise goes absolutely through the roof, he will not shut up about how you look like a literal goddess. he’s already a pleasure dom baseline, but it’s exponentially increased when you dress up for him. like you’re going to be cumming a minimum of five times.
minho
what you’re wearing for him: everything is very strappy, like there are straps, buckles, and rings literally everywhere. basically nothing is being covered. it’s also all exclusively black.
with minho, him seeing you wear lingerie goes a few different ways. sometimes he’s the one who actually bought you it to wear, because he wanted to see you dressed like his little slut. if you get something to surprise him, it’s always going to be a good night for you. something about you going out of your way to please him really strokes his ego. you’re going to hear lots of phrases along the lines of “you got all dressed up for me?” and “you wanted to look pretty for me?” and you’re definitely being heavily rewarded.
changbin
what you’re wearing for him: lot of bodysuits, specifically the ones with the buttons, so he can just snap them open and go for it. bonus points if there are garters attached with stockings, because they really accentuate your luscious thighs that he loves so much.
he literally short circuits when he sees you in lingerie. brain off, dick on. because you know how much it turns him on to see you in lingerie, you like to save it for specific situations. like you’ll surprise him with it when you’re super horny and just want to get your lights fucked out. alternatively if you know he’s super stressed but won’t stop thinking about whatever it is, you will put on a nice lacy bodysuit, because you know it will clear his mind of all thoughts.
hyunjin
what you’re wearing for him: you’re always picking something lacy, but very revealing. like all of it is extremely see through lace, leaving absolutely nothing up to the imagination. typically in red, black, or dark green.
obssessed. he loses his fucking mind when he sees you in lingerie. he is going to completely worship every inch of your body to show you how good you look. he will be sucking and biting on any part of you not covered by the lingerie, making sure to leave his marks all over your skin.  anything covered by bits of lace he is going to lick and kiss reverently, completely transfixed by how stunning it is on you. he is also making sure you don’t take it off during sex; it’s staying on when he’s fucking you. 
jisung
what you’re wearing for him: roleplay lingerie - cue slutty maid, slutty police officer, slutty anime character, etc. basically if it can be a character in any scenario but made slutty, you own it.
you don’t really spontaneously surprise him with lingerie, as all of it has to do with a roleplay scenario. it’s always planned ahead depending on what you two decided to do that evening. he's still going absolutely feral when he sees you in it, and you are always getting the best sex.
felix
what you’re wearing for him: it’s all going to be very lacy, but also tasteful. lots of pastel colors and usually in a babydoll style
you decide one day to wear it as a surprise and when he sees you, he gets super flustered. after he recovers from how incredible you look, he literally will not stop talking about how beautiful you are for the rest of the evening. 
seungmin
what you’re wearing for him: everything is going to be a sheer mesh or embroidered, nothing lace. it’s also all very see through, like it’s covering everything while also simultaneously covering absolutely nothing. usually floral and dainty with lots of purples, pinks, and blues. the pattern/fabric is always the same, but the actual style of lingerie varies. 
you love to put on lingerie and then go about your day as a way to get him going. like you will be in a completely sheer bodysuit just cleaning the house or cooking. and anytime you go out anywhere, like to drinks with friends or even just grocery shopping, you will tell him what lingerie you are wearing under your clothes just to taunt him. at least half the time you end up fucking somewhere wayyy too public as a result of your endeavors.
jeongin
what you’re wearing for him: you start out with just basic matching sets. over time, things evolve and you experiment with different styles. however, in the end his favorite ends up just being you naked in a collar.
in the beginning, he asked you to wear it because he wanted to see you in lingerie. after you realize how hot he thinks you look in it you start surprising him with it more often. you progress and try all sorts of different things until one of the times you go to a sex shop together he mentions a collar. after that, you never go back to regular lingerie.
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boredwrites · 8 months
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Earn it
Albert Wesker X Fem!Reader
Hehe gift for my dear friend @mrs-m-wesker
Warnings: porn with no plot, third pov, afab reader. I have never seen or played Resident Evil, I only know Wesker from Dead by Daylight and I can already tell that he’s a sassy bitch. When I say porn with no plot, I mean it. It jumps right in. Not proofread lol
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The air was hot and sticky and the smell of sweat and sex filled the room. Albert already had Y/N undressed and ready hours ago. He remained clothed as he teased her, edged her, drove her crazy for god knows how long. Fat tears rolled down her face as she begged and begged. For what she begged, she didn’t know any more. Her mind was mush, filled with only the thought of being filled by the dominate blonde taking control.
One of Albert’s hands was in Y/N’s hair, gripping it at the roots at the base of her head to force her to keep her eyes on him the entire time. Her mouth hung open as he fucked her with his fingers. He would switch between giving her exactly what she wanted and teasing her to the point of crying and begging. Again and again, he switched. He remained unpredictable, wanting to keep her on the edge of her seat. Keep her wondering what he was going to do next.
“Please…” a pathetic plea left her lips again and again as Albert pulled his fingers away.
He tilted his head and looked at her with a curious yet disappointed look. “Please, what? You know you have to use the words, don’t you? Or are you that fucked out already that you can’t speak?” That bastard. But he knew she liked it. They both did.
Before Y/N could respond, Albert dove his fingers into her puffy, sensitive cunt again and curled his fingers oh-so deliciously. Y/N tried to throw her head back in pleasure, but was stopped by Albert’s hand in her hair, keeping her head still. Instead, she shut her eyes and let out a loud moan.
“Look at me!” Albert demanded as he gave her head a little shake.
Y/N whimpered as she obediently opened her eyes and looked the man in the eye. As best she could, anyway. His sunglasses hid the eyes she could get lost in if she stared for too long.
“That’s better. I want you to look at me as you lose your mind over my fingers. You dirty girl,” Albert teased. A smirk was plastered on his lips as he watched Y/N’s expression.
He curled and scissored and spread his fingers, moved them in a way that made Y/N seeing stars. His middle and ring fingers inside as her clit was being abused by his thumb. Small, tight circles on the sensitive bud left her gasping and whimpering. Albert knew exactly what he was doing and was a prick about it, too.
Albert pulled his hand away when Y/N’s moans got higher in pitch. She did that when she was close. Both of them knew she wouldn’t be afforded the luxury of release so easily, but it was still a disappointment on her side.
“Nononono, please!” Y/N whined. That earned her a stern look.
“What?” Albert snapped at her. He moved his hand from her hair to her jaw, gripping it tightly and bringing her face closer to his. “What was that?”
He knew exactly what it was. But he loved driving Y/N insane.
“I’m sorry,” Y/N whispered.
“Did you beg me for more of what I’ve generously given you? How selfish and desperate do you have to be? To ask for more of something you can’t even take much of in the first place.”
Albert scoffed. Finally, he let go of Y/N’s jaw. She frowned when he stepped back a bit. But that disappointment soon turned into excitement all over again.
“Let’s see if you can earn what you’re so desperate for,” Albert said as his hands worked on undoing his belt.
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t1yler-the-cr8tr · 2 years
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Referring back to my last post, what do y'all think Connor would be like in bed? Like I know we've established his dynamic, but like???
Idk here's my own personal head canons tho:
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1.) As we've said he's definitely a switch, but he's a sweet soft pleasure Dom for sure.
2.) Mmm, I've seen that bulge in his outfit, my boy has gotta be rocking at least 7-9 inches
3.) He's not a virgin, idk, Connor walks around a lil bit too confident and slow (iykyk) for him to be a virgin. So he's definitely not experienced but he's not a virgin.
4.) This man LOVES eating pussy like, he will eat you out until you pass out (unintentionally). Then when you come too he's all guilty and apologizing and just soft aftercare moments UwU.
5.) He loves shower sex, or just sex in the water in general. If he showers/bathes with you, more than likely it's gonna end up with you getting fucked and that's just factz.
5.) Definitely a masochist, this may be biased but most pleasure/soft Doms I've encountered have been masochists in some form or fashion.
6.) Please tug on his hair- 😩😩. He loves that shit so much.
7.) He's waaaaay more vocal in bed. Not really a dirty talker, but he'll let out the sweetest groans, moans, and whimpers for you 🥺🥺.
8.) HE LOVES CUDDLEFUCKING. Look at those lil puppy eyes and tell me he doesn't.
9.) While we're on the topic of his puppy eyes, he will no hesitation, beg. And he's always so sweet about it, may even whine a bit 🥺.
10.) Primal Kink. Granted while it's not super extreme, I can definitely see him playing a lil game of hide and seek or tag gone freaky 😈.
11.) His favorite name is either Sir or Daddy, couldn't really decide which (but this could be my own bias)
12.) I can also see him being a Brat Tamer. But he's definitely one of the ones that smiles and goes along with whatever you're bratting about, only to wreck your shit when you get home.
I have some others but I'll put that in another post UwU.
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tigerlily980 · 9 months
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-evil laughs because I attacked @primrosethecyclopsqueen on art fight today-
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(Matcha Lily as an LPS toy)
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widowbitessting · 1 year
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pillow humping😳😳
Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby.
😂
Especially considering your name on the app when you first met Natasha...it's rather fitting, don't you think?
Be it to get yourself off at home or for the Trio!'s pleasure, pillow humping is definitely your speciality.
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fairy-tale-writer · 2 years
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I’m Kinda Into Tentacles…
Azul Ashengrotto x AFAB!Reader
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Prompt: Azul finds out his lover loves tentacles and you can imagine where this will go…horny mf’ers…
Inspiration: https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=4165100
Note: This was requested by a lot of people and unfortunately I can't see the comments of my past work to see who requested it exactly. However, if you like tentacles and you want to fuck Azul you're in for a treat!
We seriously need more Azul tentacle fics. I can't find ANY which is rather surprising. If you find any please link me 👈👈!
Cheers!
Azul never thought you were into... hardcore things.
The blush across his face spread at the accidental discovery; a tentacle dildo.
It was a thick and long tentacle made to look like an octopus tentacle. It...it very oddly had almost the exact same color scheme as him.
Why would you just leave it out in the open placed on the top of the drawers of your room?
"Azul?" The octopus jumped, snapping his head to where you were standing at the door.
"Uhhh...what are you doing with my...?" Azul's heart skipped.
This was a bad predicament to be in as he was frozen with the dildo still in his grasp. He should apologize for having intruded on your privacy, he couldn't even recall the reason why he came into your room in the first place.
He probably looked like a perverted creep snooping through your panty drawer. Azul needed to fix this, and fast!
"You like tentacles?" He blurted.
You arched an eyebrow in confusion. He needed a pot--Azul wanted to crawl into his pot and die. You, at last, sighed and stepped into the room shutting the door behind you.
Azul, still holding the damn tentacle dildo, felt his heart drop. You were probably going to scream and berate him, call him a pervert. Demand he never sees you ever again.
Instead, you stepped closer and calmly plucked the dildo from his grasp.
"I...I may or not have a...a fetish for tentacles." You said looking at the wall behind him, "I...kinda wanted to tell you that for a while but...you beat me to it."
Azul's face warmed to his ears at your confession. You had only been dating for a few months, and those two months were lovely. Of course, you had lovemaking sessions, but they were always gentle and loving.
Never...never had Azul thought of maybe...using his true form.
"The first time I saw your true form--well your overblot form, I thought I was going to cum then and there."
Azul knew you were very open about things you were passionate about, that was how comfortable you were with him. You tapped your pointer fingers together in a nervous tick of yours.
"Do you think...we could..."
Azul smirked and leaned down pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
"All you needed to do was ask, Angelfish."...
The bathtubs in Octanville were more like small pools. They were gigantically allowing students to resort back to their oceanic forms. You and Azul were making out on his tub, warming him up before he changed form.
He was very introverted about his octopus form and even in the few months you dated, never once did he show you it. When Azul transformed into the giant tub before your eyes, you felt your heart race.
He was gorgeous in his human form, but he was godly in his true form. His skin was a lavender shade of purple, and his tentacles were long, as black as ink.
"You look...amazing..." You gasped.
You gently touched one of his tentacles examining it--Azul let out a moan at your gentle touch to his sensitive suckers. The tentacles were thick at his hips but they dramatically got thinner until they reached the tip.
You could easily fit him inside you, but the deeper he could go the more of the stretch it would be.
It made you wetter than an oyster. You gasped feeling his tentacles slither up your body. The suction cups were like kisses leaving hickeys in their wake as they climbed and curled around you. At last, the two tentacles curled around your breasts gently massaging and sucking your nipples with the suction cups.
"Ah-Azul!" You gasped.
There was another tentacle that rubbed against your inner thighs. Azul gently kissed you as you ground against the tentacle. The tip of his tentacle flicked at your hole before pushing in.
You moaned into his mouth as you felt him enter. He swirled his tentacle around as he pushed in further.
"Fuck! Azul! Azul! Ngh!" Just the thought of his tentacle inside you made you nearly cum.
When you put your hand to your stomach you could feel his tentacle moving inside you. The deeper he went the more the entrance of your core had to stretch.
It was a nice, pleasurable burn.
You whined feeling the tip finally reach your cervix.
"Fuck... Azul...you're so deep inside me..." You moaned.
His spare tentacles wrapped around your wrists and ankles pulling you out from the water. His tentacle started to thrust, deep and slow. You threw your head back feeling no choice but to simply take it.
Another of his tentacles pressed itself into your already stuffed entrance.
"Azul..." You gasped.
This one was smaller and thinner than the others, but with the previous tentacle inside you, there was barely enough room.
"Azul! Azul! Azul!" You gasped.
His tentacles began to pound into you harder and faster. It was better than you could ever imagine. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came hard, squirting your juices.
Azul chuckled and pressed a kiss to your inner thigh. You could feel another tentacle press into your anus.
"Do you wish to have the full experience...Angelfish...?"...
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