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lilmashae · 2 months

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tu ne t’interesses pas au sexe? ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

your shy boyfie giving into temptation !

you invite him over to spend the night and after a long night of movies and conversations accompanied by takeout , you're beat — planting a kiss on his temple before excusing yourself to take a shower.

you were already driving him up the wall (as was he , with his legs far apart , leaning back into the frame of your bed — the semihard print of his bulge visible through the thin material of his pants.) , however , you wouldn't do anything about it because as far as your concerned , 'he's not interested in sex.' it was a conversation you two'd had a while ago — he was nervous and you could accept that.

but when you got out of the shower in that flimsy little shirt he might've forgotten how to breathe; the combination of the thin translucent cotton of your shirt accompanied by your tiny sleep shorts and puffy lips made his cock grow heavy in his pants.

when you kiss each other goodnight , and you turn over — now 'asleep' the last thing you expect to hear is the shuffling of bed sheets and muffled whines. unbeknownst to you , your supposedly innocent and sweet , 'easily nervous' boyfriend had tugged his pajama pants down just enough for his cock to spring free... and here he was , jerking off to the image of you , fresh out of the shower.

he knew it was wrong , and sure , he even felt dirty , getting off with you right there in your bed with you beside him. he wanted nothing more than to slip 'just the tip' of his shaft into your heat — however , he was hesitant — scared to cum within an instant of entering your cunt.

"shit..." his teeth sunk into his bottom lip , hushed moans of swears ripped past his throat.

you weren't really asleep... who can sleep that easily? giving into curiosity , you'd turn around , wondering 'what's all that noise?' — to see him sluggishly tugging at his prettily curved dick... the tip leaking pearls of precum that dripped and traces the adorning veins of his cock. arousal pooled into your panties — seeping into your shorts , realizing he had yet to catch you , catch him in the act. however , you were aware of how close he was — heavy breathing and pants suffocating your ears in the small room.

you watched as milky white fluid spilt , dripping down his hand as he continued to go — overstimulating himself , quietly choking out your name before you cleared your throat. "y/n , y/n..." you mimicked his breathless whispers , watching his eyes grow wide hearing your soft , tired voice. a little giggle slipped past your lips and you grinned , " 'not interested in sex?" again , mimicking him.

at this point , he's beyond shame — still stroking himself with flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. "...can i watch?" you're so pretty , gently smiling and sitting up your elbows , asking to watch him touch himself — how could he say no? especially if you'll let him cum on your boobs or maybe in your mouth or hands (if he gets lucky , he does) ! ♥

anton ♥ sohee ♥ felix ♥ sunoo ♥ yeosang ♥ soobin ♥ huening kai ♥ bang chan ♥ hyunjin ♥ mingi ♥ winwin ♥ jisung

guidelines and disclaimers | trying to upload a lot in the next few days because my birthday's wednesdayyy ! and i'll probably be very busy for the rest of the week 🩷

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simonrillleyyysss · 5 months

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grrr i love ur blog sm 💕💕

wld die for puppy play with really gross perv köni

thank u bb!!!!!

ohhhh he kills for his puppy!!!!! would never let you set a foot wrong, always correcting you on your mishaps—he just loves his puppy

so when you get into an argument and respond a bit too aggressively to him? he’s immediately grabbing at your leash, yanking you closer to him with a sudden tug, watching you stumble to find your footing, almost collapsing atop the austrian.

‘m’sorry—really sorry! didn’t mean to—‘

your pleas fell to deaf ears, feeling his cock harden in the restrictive confines of his boxers, hand curling around the leather in his hand, free hand moving to tug at your hair, wincing.

‘tut mir leid? you’re sorry, are you?’

he almost growled, red hair dangling over his face; eyes glaring down at yours—moving to unbutton and discard of his sweatpants, chucking them beside you, before grabbing you by your hair, shoving your face between his legs!!

you nuzzled against his semihard so pathetically!! :(( sniffling as your nose bumped against the bulge, fingers moving to gently tug his boxers down, looking up at him with big doe eyes and fluttering lashes, his hand sliding down to wrap around his cock, precum leaking from the pretty tip!!

would have you suck him off, holding you by your hair as he fucked his cock into your throat, tears falling from your eyes with choked gurgles, his hand yanking on the leash between his palm; freehand pressing against the back of your head!

‘that’s a good pup, Fühle mich so gut ‘hum meinen Schwanz herum—‘

he cooed with faux sympathy, wiping your tears away as your lips wrapped around the base of his cock, whining before pulling back up, cheeks hollowing as you sucked at his leaning tip, his eyes fluttering shut, groaning.’

‘stay,’

so bossy!! would make you sit there with his cum on your tongue, pulling out—reaching over to squish your cheeks, watching his cum pool out of ur mouth:(

loves spanking!! misbehave? will grab you and fold you across his lap, large palm leaving red strikes across your plush arse, cackling at your cries of pain.

‘warum weinst du?you made me do this, puppy.’

will make you follow him around the house with ur leash :33 dragging you along harshly, making you sit on your knees for hours while he read his book, only giving your head soft pats :((

#könig x reader #i love nasty konig #konig smut #konig x female reader #könig lemon #könig modern warfare #könig smut #könig x fem reader #könig x reader smut #könig fanfiction #simonrillleyyysss #dead dove do not eat

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maskedcop10 · 7 months

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He liks to show off his XXL codpiece, Always semihard underneath

#leather

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cynicaltirade · 8 months

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pretty please more ted plushophilia but inside it. your writing is so good. love love love. -🍒

:33 < For you 🍒 anon, as my first anon, anything! Words can not ever express the amount of joy writing Ted brings me. Fair warning - this one is dark in tone but not in actual subject matter, but there are trigger warnings so please check those out. To skip anything included in the TW, please skip to paragraph 13!

:33 < I think it shows that I'm more use to writing SFW slow burns rather then smut lmfaooo. Anyways, I tried my best and that's all that matters!!!

How to sleep 202 (Plushophiliac Ted Nivison ep 2)

:33 < Part 1 - not a mandatory read to understand, but if you want full context, check it out!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI

TW: Addiction themes, relapse themes, and a slight paranoia mention. There is no actual addiction or relapse, but it can be read that way. None are romanticized or glorified, but the author straight up just doesn't know how to write someone feeling guilty over doing something they said they wouldn't do again without it sounding like an addiction/relapse.

Contains: Plushophilia (attraction to plushies), corruption themes, the usage of "violating" but only once, shame, gooning themes, lots of shameful feelings, probably inaccurate feelings of polyester but author doesn't care

Word count: 1,450 exact!

Once again, this is the "muse" of this work!!!

It had been a couple weeks since the initial "incident". Ted wasn't exactly proud of himself for stooping so low as to fuck a stuffed animal, but the memory of how amazing it felt still haunted him. He had done some research on the topic now though, turns out it's actually a decently common paraphilia. Still, He didn't want to go down that rabbit hole. There was too much shame and, further more, what would he even do if someone somehow found out?

Maybe though, maybe it would be ok if Ted just watched plushophilia porn. It didn't feel nearly as violating to watch other people fuck stuffed animals then to do it himself. Despite living alone, he decided to lock his bedroom door and close his blinds. Maybe he was just being paranoid, but then again you could never be too safe when hiding disgraceful porn habits.

Feeling as though his privacy was secure, Ted sat down at his computer and got onto the plushophilia subreddit. It only took him a few minutes of scrolling before he was rooting around in his black pajama shorts for his dick. There were just so many utterly fascinating ways people expanded on the base desire to fuck their plushies. Some folk would cut holes in the bottoms and occasionally mouths of their plushies. Other people would even going as far as to put flesh lights in the hole, or put a strap on their plush. Both seemed so trivially easy to accomplish and like they could feel simply divine...

Still though, his ego and pride couldn't afford to fuck a plush again. No matter how nice the mental image of the plush's fur getting slicked down with precum, or how amazing it would feel to fuck into the plush like his life depended on it. No, Ted needed to just settle to porn. Although, nothing was stopping him from having "Mr Buns", as he had so affectionately named his stuffed rabbit you had given him, from watching. Just watching though. He shouldn't... no he couldn't do anything to Mr Buns, the guilt would be too immense.

Thank god the bookshelf where Ted kept Mr. Buns was just a short reach away from his computer desk, he really wasn't in the mood to get up and walk with a semihard on that he was nursing into a full erection. He went through video after video of people griding on their plushies, each one strengthening his longing to feel the soft silky fur of Mr buns again. He really shouldn't... he... hm... maybe just rutting against the plush wouldn't be too terrible, but he wouldn't make a hole.

With a deep sigh, Ted pulled the stuffed rabbit into his lap and awkwardly positioned it just over his crotch. He felt disgusted that his cock was already springing to life more so then it had when he had started. Regardless, he pushed past the feeling of shame and pulled his pants down fully. He lined his cock up with the space between the rabbit's thighs and began pushing between the once again soft fluffy fur. Thank god he had cleaned it after his last "one night stand" with it, this would feel horrible otherwise.

There it was again, that immediate jolt of pleasure shooting up his spine as soon as the fur brushed along his cock and down his stomach. Yeah, this is ok. It's ok to rub you cock against a stuffed toy that a close friend gave to you. The thought made him blush, knowing you would be utterly disgusted with him if you caught him doing this. He could ignore that for now though. One last time jerking himself off with Mr Buns, that's it. That's all he'd allow himself.

Oh, but the feeling of the fur enveloping him felt oh so nice. He rutted into the plush again, continuously fucking just the head of his cock between it's thighs since that felt the most stimulating. It didn't take long before that comforting fuzzy fog he felt last time was returning to his mind. It made the shame of the whole situation so oddly hot once again, and he sure as fuck wasn't complaining. It was so easy to slide his dick between the thighs of the stuffed rabbit over and over. It was so easy to let the weirdness of his interest go and just enjoy the feelings. It was so addicting to let his dick do all the thinking while his mind floated back into that hypnotizingly pleasant pool of pleasure. He could just turn his mind off, grind into the plush, and not even worry about how embarrassing his whines of bliss were.

There was something so sweetly overwhelming about watching others fuck their plushies while he fucked his. Still though, it made him wish for more. It felt so tantalizing to reach down between the stuffed rabbit's legs and rub along the seam. Knowing there was something so soft and untouched just inside... but he really shouldn't. Ted shouldn't ruin a gift from his friend like that. Although... if he kept Mr buns under his bed, no one would see it and therefore no one could judge him!

Yeah, yeah that's right! He was just cock drunk and wanted a hole to fuck. It wasn't because it was a stuffed animal that he was fucking that he was getting off to, no it was just a sex toy hole to fuck that's it. That's it, that's all. This is ok. He reached down and opened the drawer of his desk and rooted around for his scissors. Ted hesitated for a moment though as he was about to snip a hole between the legs of the stuffed rabbit. It was too late at this point, he might as well get it over with.

Snip

Just like that, Ted was forever differentiated from the majority of humanity. He was one of the vast minority who actually modified a stuffed animal to be fucked. At this point though, with how foggy and heavy his mind was, he didn't care. Swiftly, he rooted around his desk looking for a condom to keep the stuffing from getting in his urethra. Thank god he found one.

Ted's cheeks burned a bright red as he struggled to roll the condom on from how shaky his hands were in that moment. It wasn't his fault that his nerves were getting to him even when he was cock drunk! He felt so... naughty, dirty, improper... but all in the best way possible if that makes sense? Oh the feelings were all too confusing!

To keep his thoughts from spiraling any further, Ted grabbed the stuffed rabbit like a flesh light and quickly lined his cock up with the hole he had just snipped between the stuffed rabbit's back legs right under the tail. Without giving himself the chance for a second chance, he pushed himself into the slim tight hole and it was heaven. The soft fluffy polyester filling felt so silky smooth and thick around his cock. The feeling alone was enough to tear a groan from Ted as he bottomed out in the plush. Shame burned on his cheeks as he shuddered.

It only took him a moment to recollect himself before he started thrusting into the plush. Feeling the stuffing move to make room for him, watching the bulge form in it's little stomach every time he bottomed out, the way it fit so perfectly in his grasp... the memory was already burning its self into his mind. The fact he use to think just rutting against the fur was heavenly was idiotic compared to the reality of this.

He persisted in his purrsuit for pleasure. His cock disappearing deep into the soft fluffy stuffing being a memory that would permanently seared into his memory. Little bits and pieces of stuffing came out with each withdrawl, most getting stuck in Ted's pubes or even on the stuffed animal's fur. Still, that was no reason to pause. He was right on the edge and he sure as hell wasn't going to be edging himself away from it this time. He wanted to stuff mr buns and he wanted to stuff him NOW.

With that being said, it didn't take long before Ted's cock was throbbing through each burst of cum spewing from it. His mind blanked, vision almost going white as he clung tightly to the rabbit from how hard he came. It didn't cross his mind at first that wearing a condom would make clean up much easier then last time, but as he was coming down from his high, he was quite thankful.

:33 < Ok, so this ended up being a lot more heavy then even I was expecting. This is my lesson not to write porn when listening to my everyday playlist I guess! little secret: there is a second scrapped version that had a lot more religious guilt built into it but i decided to scrap. TBH, I probably won't be writing any more plushophilia fics for a bit since I truthfully struggled a lot to write this one haha. I may, MAY, do a rewrite of this later to make it lighter in tone/sound less like a relapse story. Please let me know if you would be interested in it!

:33 < Feel free to send in more requests for fanfics, head cannons, drabbles, ext! I love writing about the chuckle sammy guys, genuinely and truly. Honestly, my goal for this tumblr blog is to provide a space to talk about LEGAL (emphasizing legal because some of y'all are creepy) weird/uncommon/obscure kinks/fetishes!!! I'm willing to at least hear about/research most anything.

:33 < Dividers Credit: @cafekitsune

#ted nivison #ted nivison smut #smut #smut fic #fanfic #asks #🍒 anon #anon request #addiction tw #addiction themes #relapse tw #relapse themes #content warnings #plushophilia #corruption #shame #cathartic writing

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adelaideoldburg · 4 months

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SSO MOODBOARD

Colby: a semihard orange cheese made from cow's milk.

#sso #ssoblr #star stable #star stable online #adelaide oldburg #colby #moodboards

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xxshadowbabexx · 3 months

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MHA Kinktober #1

Day three: Sero x Denki x m!reader

WARNINGS: threesome, top Sero, bottom Denki, switch reader, overstimulation, crying, rimming, multiple orgasms, Denki is dating both you and Sero, but you and Sero are not dating.

Bondage. That, was new.

You and Hanta weren’t entirely surprised when your lovely, shared boyfriend suggested the idea. Both of you were aware of how much he enjoyed being submissive and under his parters control. What did surprise you, however, was that Denki wanted both you and Hanta to try it with him.

See, you and Hanta were both dating Denki, but you weren’t dating each other. You were both friends, sure, but this? This was something different entirely.

You were nervous, scared that you wouldn’t preform as good as Hanta, or that you would feel jealous of how he commanded Denki’s body. The other part of you was excited. Excited to see how fucked out Denki would get from the both of you. Excited to see your pretty boy all tied up for you. Or rather, you and Hanta.

As it was, you were almost to Denki’s apartment, where Hanta had arrived thirty minutes prior to get him tied up for the two of you, although he promised the play would not start until you showed. God, you had a semihard just thinking about it.

Reaching his apartment, you unlocked the door with the key Denki had given you for your sixth month anniversary, and let yourself in. His living room was as cluttered as always, and you made a mental note to chastise him for it later as you made your way to his bedroom. Once in the bedroom your jaw dropped, nearly to the floor. If you had a semi before, your dick was now hard enough to be registered as a weapon.

Denki was on the bed, face down ass up, with his arms tied behind his back, thighs tied apart, and the black rope was tied in decorative knots all down his spine.

He looked like sin.

You wanted to eat him.

As much as you wanted to ram your cock into his tight little hole and make him cry, you knew that you couldn’t be that selfish, and turned to Hanta.

“So, where should we start?”

He got a wicked grin and laughed “Honestly, I wanna use his mouth right about now, you can do whatever.”

You smiled as Hanta pulled his cock from the confinements of his jeans and grabbed Denkis jaw. It’s time for a fucking meal.

You perched yourself on your knees behind Denki’s ass, just observing at first. You let your eyes wander over the golden freckles that littered his body, which hardly anyone knew about since he had the least on his face. You admired the curve of his supple ass, and then his pretty hole which you loved to abuse.

You licked your lips as Denki wiggled his hips in anticipation. You knew that if his mouth was free he’d be whining and asking you to ‘please hurry the fuck up’. Smiling, you leaned forward and pressed soft kisses onto the swell of his ass, lightly nibbling the fat before turning your attention to his hole.

You used your hands to spread his ass cheeks, giving you a better view before diving in.

You loved eating him out, you really did. His soft skin felt heavenly between your teeth and his taste was so sweet, but more importantly you loved how he squirmed. How he needed more as your tongue worked its way inside him. Needed more as one of your hands kneaded his ass and the other stroked his dripping-pre-cum cock slowly.

You loved how he moved, jerking into your hand before grinding down on your face. You moaned, and heard him choking on Hantas cock.

As much as you didn’t want to, you pulled back. You smiled contentedly to yourself as you watched your spit pool on his hole and dribble out. Spanking him, you stood up and pulled your cock out of your sweatpants. Lining yourself up, you pushed yourself in to the hilt in one swift motion. His velvety walls gripped your cock like a vice and it felt oh so sweet. You could hear Denki’s muffled moans from you and Hanta filling his holes heavenly. You and Hanta shared a knowing smirk, Denki was about to break.

He clenched magnificently around your cock as he came, shooting ribbons of white hot cum all over his mattress. The feeling of him tightening around you, and knowing you made someone you loved so dearly feel good had you groaning out.

All you could focus on was pounding in and out of him.

God, he was such a fucktoy. A literal living fleshlight. But you were torn from your thoughts with Hanta moaning your name.

You turned to look at him, and the sight was beautiful. Shirtless and sweaty, moaning in pleasure with his jeans pulled down enough to allow him to fuck Denki’s mouth.

Without warning, Hanta leaned in and captured your lips in a searing kiss. Your lips locked and fought for dominance, both used to Denki easily submitting to you. Hanta tasted tangy and fresh on your tongue. Fucking delicious.

You moaned into the kiss as you felt your balls tighten, shooting seed into Denki’s ass. When Hanta moaned back into your mouth, you knew he was cumming too.

You both kept kissing as your hips slowly stilled and your cocks pulled out of Denki’s well used holes, causing both of your seed to spill out of him in generous amounts. But neither of you were done yet.

You and Hanta shared a look, nodding, before you stripped completely and laud belly-up on the bed. Hanta used his muscular arms to pick Denki up, and place him on top of you, inserting Denki’s dick into your hole, your cock rubbing against his abdomen. Lastly, Hanta lined himself up with Denki’s hole, inserting himself in.

Hanta took a moment to adjust, before he started thrusting into Denki, in turn causing Denki to thrust into you. You all moaned together as the position stimulated all of you perfectly.

Denki was near tears from the overstimulation. It was so perfect, and he couldn’t handle it. He loved the feeling of Hantas thick cock stuffing him, and the feeling of your walls squeezing him oh so right.

You wanted to hear Denki’s pretty cried, but he looked so pretty now, and you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him.

Denki’s cock slammed against your prostate in an absolutely sinful fashion. You knew that there was no way you were lasting in this position. Thankfully, it looked as though Hanta and Denki were both teetering on the edge too.

It was a chorus of moans and strings of vulgar words and the three of you came simultaneously. But Hanta wasn’t fucking stopping. He kept thrusting with that same brutal pace, pulling orgasm upon orgasm out of both you and Denki, until Denki had tears flowing beautifully down his face, and you could barely whimper his name.

Drawing one last orgasm from the three of you, Hanta slowed his pace until he eventually pulled out.

“Why the fuck didn’t we do that sooner?”

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13tinysocks · 8 months

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cant wait to read next chapter and experience cody rocking a semihard dick for the majority of time spent within 2 feet of joan. love that little horny freak

Oh he gets a lot more than a semi

#BEHEHHEHEHEHEHE #anon #reply #not minor safe

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writingsofhubris · 1 year

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Don't you see? We could light up the night You and me, we could be such a sight c2

[AO3] [C1] Rating: E WC: 1,726 Tags: Oral Fixation, blow jobs, Marriage Proposal Fandom: Spider-man (Raimi) Ship: Otto Octavius/Reader Disc: What're boyfriends good for? Soothing Oral Fixations. Pt 8 to Misadventures

The whipped cream was starting to dry around the rim of your mug. Almost crusty, almost too far to save. You took the chance to lean over the rim, tongue swiping every bit of the liquid off, a soft sigh when you got it all. Another swallow of the warm liquid, and you hummed, your head leant back on the sofa. Your eyes closed, and the music in the speakers drifted into your ears. Loud enough to zone out to, to allow your mind to run wild. Thoughts of some indecent actions, of fantasies that had plagued your mind for too many hours.

Your mug was lifted to your lips again, and you slurped a mouthful of whipped cream into your mouth. A soft dollop of cream took the chance to land on your nose.

Otto’s finger came out of nowhere. A thick finger ran down your nose, from bridge to tip, collecting the sticky substance before he stuck it into his own mouth. The tip of his tongue darted out to clean the pad, a lewd demonstration only for you. Your eyes widened more, and one of Otto’s actuators moved to turn down the music. More manageable now, Otto’s question fell from his lips.

“How’s your cocoa?” Otto asked, hand dipped down to tilt your chin up to look him in his eyes. As he did, you allowed your eyes to dart over his skin, spying a mark you’d placed only a few days previous. Your tongue darted out, tasting an errant drop of chocolate left on your lips.

“Delicious.” At your words, you took another sip, eyes directed over the lip of the mug, up at Otto for a moment. The quiet spanned between you. “What are you doing up here? I thought you were working today.”

“I got distracted.” With his eyes still stuck to your lips, you realized it wasn’t the lab that had distracted him. Errant thoughts must have flitted through his brain, driving him to distraction.

“Can I help with that?” You shifted on the sofa, kneeling on the cushion now. Your lewd thoughts had only doubled in intensity with his presence. Otto took the rim of your mug between his fingers, large hand covering the mouth, and pulled it from your hands to his own lips, a draft taken with a slight bob of his throat. With how close he was, your hands moved to hook into the belt loops on his hips to tug him just slightly closer to you. Otto stepped easily, his hands moved to rest on your upper arms, fingers rubbed against your skin. “I’d be happy to help you focus again. Join me.” Your hand quested from his hip down to the semihardness pressing against his slacks.

Otto didn’t need more offers, instead taking the spot next to you, hot chocolate still in his hand.

“How are you going to help me focus?” He tilted his head to the side when you kissed his jaw, an offer of more skin waiting to be marked. Your hand settled back between his thighs, gently rubbed his length, nothing more than a tease.

“By forcing you to waste some time.” Otto smiled, wary as he understood.

“Then by all means.” You half dove in to open his pants, belt and zip no match for your eager fingers. In part due to the sweetness of the hot chocolate, you could feel saliva pooled in your mouth, already eager to have Otto’s cock in your mouth.

You took the moment to stroke his cock, guiding him to your tongue, licking a stripe up the side. Otto’s sigh was just what you needed to hear, and your efforts started in earnest. Every inch of his cock was touched by your tongue, the saliva wetting each inch to the air. When you pulled away and gently blew on the skin, a shot of cold sent through Otto, he gasped, an actuator head snapped closed. The giggle that wanted to slip from your lips was stayed deep in your chest. Instead, you let your mouth close around his shaft, swallowing him down to the base. Once he was warmed back up, you kissed a trail from the head of his cock, down to his balls.

Otto’s testicles were heavy on your tongue. Closing your eyes, you pulled each testicle into your mouth. Your tongue pressed them about for a moment, a warm, persistent massage to the sensitive spot. One of Otto’s balls fell from your lips when you gently tugged the other into your lips, moaning around him; musky, almost gross, but purely Otto. You let it slip from your lips, and licked a stripe from the base of his shaft to the top of his dick, your tongue swirled around the rim of his head.

“Fuck…” The explicative fell from Otto’s lips without realizing it, trying to keep his hips from a sudden thrust into your mouth. Otto made an effort to be patient, allowing you your entertainment. Your lips sealed round the side of his cock, tongue ran over veins as you slid up to rub your tongue over his frenulum. Otto’s gasp was sudden, and his head met the back of the sofa, gasping out as you suddenly sucked on the pleasurable spot. His hand moved to rest on the back of your neck, firm pressure ensuring that he didn’t thrust up as he wanted to. It was just his shaky breathing that kept you going.

One of your free hands wrapped around his shaft, just to guide him back into your lips, and you slipped him back down your throat. It was slow to slide all the way, enjoying the stretch of every inch by the time he hit the back of your throat. Otto could stretch any part of you so fully that you almost forgot what it felt like to be empty, and if you could live with his dick down your throat, you wouldn't complain.

Pulling back off him, you hummed softly around the head, and tasted a shot of salty precum on your tongue. Your hand shifted over his cock, too slow to let him cum yet. You weren’t done drooling on him, worshiping his cock.

“You’re teasing,” he whispered, trying to level his breathing. Unable to respond, you hummed, unsure if you were agreeing or disagreeing with his assertion. All you knew was that his cock was perfect in your mouth, and you weren’t able to think of anything else.

Another swallow around him, and your lips again met the base of his cock, a pool of cool saliva hit your lower lip. You were prepared to pull off him and clean up with just your tongue, when Otto’s hands took the back of your head, and pinned you in place. His hips pistoned up, fucking into your mouth and throat almost too quickly. Otto didn’t listen to the whines that fell, each thrust up into you hard. You almost saw darkness at the corners of your eyes when his salty cum was fucked into your mouth, as spurts hit your tongue and the back of your throat. You had to swallow, Otto’s cum disappearing down your throat. He let you pull off with a noisy gasp, tears, spit, and cum streaking your face. Without a second thought, Otto pulled you into his lap, gently cupping your chin to bring you in to a kiss. He used it to wipe off some of your tears, some of the mess from your face.

“Think you’ll be able to focus now?” Your voice was almost lost to you, until you cleared your throat, and looked for your hot chocolate. The hot chocolate that was a mess on the floor, clearly hit by an actuator in Otto’s excitement.

“Finally.” You pressed to his front, the warmth of his body soaked into your body. Metal bit into your stomach, but his arm wrapped around you, pulled close into him. “You’re too good for me, pet.” He somehow could always pull a smile from you, and your head shook.

“You’re too much of a sap, Doctor Octavius.” Your hand rested over his pectoral, feeling his heart through the yarn and skin. “But you’re mine.” Your head settled on his shoulder, taking a few seconds before he disappeared in a flurry.

“Thank you for being a wonderful boyfriend.” Your name slipped through his lips, a soft caress of the syllables that you’d never tire of.

“Thank you, Otto. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend, either.” You shifted just slightly on Otto’s still exposed lap, and felt a little, hard box cut into the inside of your thigh. Your legs tightened around his hips, and you felt it harder. “What’s this?” A small press of your thigh pinned the box between your legs.

“Nothing.” That sputter you were too familiar with was in his tone, that blush that told of a secret hiding nothing from you. Evil villain or not, he couldn’t hide a damn thing from you. You counted the seconds, forcing an uncomfortable silence between you.

Then, his hand reached into his pocket, and pulled out a small, velvet box for you to appraise. Your favorite color, in a soft fabric.

“Otto…”

“I wasn’t planning for this to be the place…”

“With your pants down?”

“At the top of the list.” A bubble of laughter popped from your lips, anxiety flooding through you. With fingers that shook, you opened the lid of the box, and felt the air escape from your lungs. His rich eyes met yours, waiting for you to look up at him. The head of an actuator twisted just to the side, watching carefully.

Nestled into the fabric was a small ring, sturdy and understated. With fingers still shaking, you reached in, and pulled out the ring.

“You're… You’re supposed to say something, Otto.” The statement was just to prod him, to try and hear that question, ensure you didn’t misunderstand the question.

“Will you marry me?” Your gasp fell from your nose, and you nodded.

“Yeah. I want to marry you, Otto.” He took that ring, and slipped it onto your finger. A perfect fit. His lips met the metal on your finger, and a metal arm wrapped around your back, pulling you tighter to his torso.

“I want to marry you, too.”

Tags! @niffysboxers @yesalwayswelles @overlookedfile @arandomnerdsblog578 @unitedfandomsoftheworld @emotrash1 @randomfandomtrash28

#.w #otto octavius x reader #x reader #otto octavius

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rjzimmerman · 2 years

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Excerpt from this story from the Washington Post:

Every year, farmers in France’s central region of Auvergne repeat the same process. During summer and fall, their cows graze in pastures, eating to their hearts’ content. It’s only during this time that farmers can produce salers, a highly regulated semihard cheese with the same buttery depth as a well-aged cheddar.

That seasonal cycle remained uninterrupted for over 2,000 years until last week, when salers became the latest casualty of severe heat waves wreaking havoc across Europe, where human-caused climate change has intensified temperatures. France’s severe drought shut down the cheese production that had continued through two world wars, collapsed monarchies and the fall of the Roman Empire.

The decision to halt the cheesemaking was based on two factors: the meadows’ utterly parched state and the rules that regulate salers’ production.

In France, the dry spell has been so severe that the country has 62 regions with restrictions on water usage — including Cantal, where salers is produced. But it’s not only a drought; wildfires have also raged, displacing thousands of people. This year’s infernos have already scorched more acres there than any year before.

#France #cheese #drought

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elysiumxii · 1 year

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5 for Sei and Helios cause..nature~

SM*TTY GIF ICON MEME 5 MM for Sei & Helios

"Which once do you like? The cactus or the succulent? Apparently these ones flower!" Helios chimes happily, a plant pot in each hand as he holds the spikey cactus aloft and looks down at it. They, just like him, enjoy a lot of sunlight and would be perfect for the window ledge in their bedroom. The space wasn't big, but Helios intends to fill every inch with something green, growing and alive.

When he doesn't receive much of an answer he looks up and it only takes a few moments for him to place that far away look in his boyfriend's eyes, and he lowers the pots with a scoff. "Are you still thinking about it?" He teases, the corner of his lips curling in amusement. Sei had been spacy with far off looks all day, since the evening before they'd fully gone all the way together, finally. It seems that there were certain moments that continued to play in his boyfriend's mind, like some dirty mini movie.

"Sei! You're not taking this seriously-" he scolds but it is mostly in jest as he watches the dancer come back into himself, leaving Helios to laugh as he sets the pots down and moves over to him again. "Are you going to be like this every time we make love?" He coos, pressing a hand to Sei's chest as he leans closer to lightly brush their noses together. Yes, it was making love, because they were in love. That doesn't mean it can't be nice and dirty though.

As an idea strikes him, Helios hums as he glances around. A quick look over each shoulder before quickly grasping his lover's hand and pulls him away, to a more secluded part of the garden store, where they sold the bigger plants. Here there was thick foliage as large, sprawling plants spring from pots and around the corner a small little nook, that it doesn't take long to have Sei positioned into. He himself fully hidden from view as he grins and lets his hand smooth over his boyfriend's clothed crotch. "Shhh.." he whispers, before there is the tell tale sound of a zip lowering, and the scuffing of shoes on the pavement slabs as Helios lowers down onto his knees in front of him.

"If it's all you're going to think about, I guess I have to help you back into the here and now" he murmurs up to him, quickly having the weight of Sei's semihard cock in his hand, as he slowly strokes him from base to tip and back down again in a few lurid strokes. Keeping the hardening member close to his face as he grins up at him. Voyeurism, now that's something Helios didn't see himself being into, but as he presses a loving peck to the tip, he's starting to feel a little hot under the collar himself.

"You tell me which bits you keep remembering" he murmurs as he smooths his lips and tongue over the head, fingers gripping the shaft before he starts to take him into his mouth. Mixing his movements between slow licks with the flat of his tongue, and gradually gobbling him deeper with muffled moans around him. Hungrily devouring the thing of his dreams and hopefully encouraging that side of Sei out to play, the side that liked to fuck his throat.

#replies;helios #irrwicht #tw;nsfw #can't take these two ANYWHERE!

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whats-wild-to-you · 1 year

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Can I request for something please? You and Jay are hanging out with mutual friends and then he leaves to go to the toilet or something. Somehow, bugs become the topic of discussion and then you recall an encounter with an insect you really hate but it wasn’t that big, and just as you say that Jay comes back and hears it and assumes you’re talking about his 👀 And calls you out. You can decide on the ending, sorry if it is specific but I read something similar and it’s stuck in my head now 😅

that IS oddly specific 😅 ok so let me get this straight. Jay thinks y/n is talking about his 🍆? okay, but if not then, wow, this is going to be a weird one for you 🤣

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“... and then he left me there!”

“Wow, Jay, you need to take better care of your girl, man!” Junwon jokingly says but Jay just looks at you instead.

“I didn’t leave you there! I said I’d come back.”

“Four hours later! I thought you had forgotten about me!”

Your friends erupt in laughter while Jay hides his blushing face in his hands.

“I’ll make it up to you!”

Hushed oooh’s and aaah’s can be heard as Jay inches closer to you.

“I’m never going to the gym with you again.” You retort, pushing him away softly.

The topic changes just as Jay gets up to go to the bathroom.

Suddenly you see a bug flying and scream at the top of your lungs, catching almost everyone by surprise.

Sunghwa snorts loudly, because he knows you’re afraid of bugs, while the rest wear a puzzled look on their faces.

“Calm down. It was just a ladybug.”

“OMG, I hate bugs! Last week one somehow got in my car and I almost called in sick at work. Can you imagine?”

Your friends all laugh, while Sunghwa just shakes his head. “Actually I can. I bet it was a tiny one too.”

“It wasn’t that big, no.” You say tauntingly, and the room erupts in laughter again.

Just then Jay comes back, and the laughter dies down.

“What’s not that big?” He asks.

“Nothing.” You and a bunch of others say, but you can barely keep it together and break out in laughter again.

Jay inches closer to you, whispering in your ear. “Are you talking about my dick?”

“OMG, no!” You snort out loud just because Jay’s accusation is so ridiculous.

But you can tell he’s not convinced, since everyone at the table is giggling.

“My dick is not small!” He announces to the room and chaos ensues. Drinks are being spilled, jaws are being dropped and weird looks are being exchanged.

“Babe, really! I wasn’t talking about you!”

You can’t get through to Jay though, seeing as he’s a bit drunk. After a while he tells you he wants to go home, so you say goodbye to your friends and walk with Jay to your car. Since you didn’t have as much to drink as him, you offer to drive home. Jay gets out of the car the second you arrive, making a beeline for the apartment. You quickly follow him inside, seeing his clothes laying around everywhere.

“Does this look small to you? Huh?” He suddenly asks, emerging in front of you stark naked, his semihard penis daggling in between his legs.

“OMG! What are you doing?” You snort, and squeal when you realize Jay is slowly walking towards you.

“I’m going to show you what this thing can do!”

#Jay Park #more soju please #park jaebum #park jaebeom #park jaybum #ask response #anon request #anon ask #ask me anything #send me asks #asks open

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