amab masc!reader x bot!price

Sure, he's your superior, but if Price gets you that hard whenever he calls you "sir," then who are you to deny him some role reversal?

And yeah, maybe you both realised it was a thing by accident, when he sarcastically said "yes, sir," just to be a little bitch, but the way you blushed and had to adjust your trousers certainly didn't go unnoticed, and it's not really his fault that he had to call you into his office later anyway. I mean, he could've avoided teasing you, calling you "sir" even then, but what's the fun in that?

Especially when it ended up with him pressed against the wall, one hand over his mouth to muffle his moans as you fuck him senseless, leaving hickeys high enough on his neck to be visible whatever he's wearing, pulling his hand away to hear his cute little begs and whimpers as he wanks himself off as best he can whilst you pound into him.

Breathing heavy when he calls you "captain," even though you're nowhere near that rank. His hole clenching around your dick, milking your cum from it and making him fall into you when you loosen your grip on him. Whining that he's not cum yet, pouting when you take his hands and pin them up against the wall again.

"Please, Captain, sir," he sobs, hips bucking against nothing, desperate for friction. When you reach a hand down, light touches to his cock to tease him, he cries out a far too loud "please," forcing you to shut him up with your mouth, sharing kisses as you move your hand up and down til he cums all over it, his teeth biting your lip as he moans out a final "sir," whimpering and leaning into you tiredly.

undeniably the reason why dan is so bratty and sassy is because of how much phil must spoil him. i imagine phil buys dan everythinggg and caves at dan’s will. whatever princess wants expect princess is a bratty twink with a wicked mouth.

Me to my wife: Hey let's try bedroom role play!

Her: Ooooh what kind.

Me: well I was thinking the inherit eroticism of two soldiers in a trench the night before a push into no man's land.

Her: Omg, yes! You and me are just two soldiers on the front line away from our family. Most of our squad is young men and women barely adults who probably won't live to see 22. We take comfort in each other's presence as the oldest in the squad.

Me: I don't wana die alone and unloved, what are we fighting for are we machines. *slumps into her shoulders*

Her: *gently caresses my face* You're not a machine, not to me.

@themechnamedwarfairy

I don't just want you... I want your dog also... I want to be owned by both of you..

My Kik is westtexaswoman

They went from officially becoming boyfriends to unlocking a new kink in about 5 minutes what the hell is happening

A booktuber I watch mentioned in her new video that she recently read her first omegaverse story, because it has made its way into traditional publishing. But when she was explaining what it was, she kept referring to the alpha as "the guy," because the majority of omegaverse in traditional publishing is het with male alphas and female omegas, which is so baffling to me. You take a genre invented to make men experience misogyny and then you take out the men experiencing misogyny? Women already experience misogyny!

what’s your go-to birth fantasy? if you have one.

Recently I've been loving slow, hard births, usually solo and in a secluded area also the specific act of humping a pillow while in labor has had an absolute choke hold on me recently

Mickey wearing a tool belt and blue jeans

With a pencil tucked behind his ear and his tongue sticking out as he measures something

Ian standing and watching him from the doorway until Mickey notices he hasn’t moved in about five minutes and his coffee is no doubt cold

“This doin’ it for you, Gallagher?” as he smirks and tugs at the tool belt, pelvis lightly thrust forward as he rocks on the balls of his feet

Ian’s never dropped to his knees so fast in his life