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wondersn · 1 month

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TIE.

pairing : sunoo x fem!reader

cw : smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex, hair pulling, rough sex, slapping, a bit dirty talking. not proofread

word count : 2.6k

a/n : this is my first time writing a smut, please bare with me.

partying with friends late at night isn’t a great idea especially when you just sneak out to your peacefully sleeping boyfriend. you know you were doomed when you saw the glaring sunoo walking towards your direction as you were dancing with the girls. he got even more mad at your fit, seeing how revealing it is.

“sunoo…” you mumble and put down the glass of vodka as he held your wrist and dragged you away from your friends. “how did you kno—“ your words were cut off by a harsh “shut up” of him. eyes coldly glaring down at you as he dragged you outside the club.

“i’m sorry i did n—“ sunoo cuts your words off again, “i told you to keep your mouth shut” he snapped and opened the door of his passenger seat. you couldn’t fight back anymore and enters the passenger seat in defeat, you were at fault anyway.

the whole ride was quiet yet you can still feel the anger of him while he drives so fast, not even sparing a look at you. gulping thickly, seeing sunoo mad was terrifying, he’s cold and mean when he’s angry. he’s not the usual bubbly and soft boyfriend right now, those cute smiles and giggles were replaced by a cold glare and silent treatment. he surely barely gets mad, and when he did, it means you did a really big BIG mistake.

entering your both shared apartment, you were about to go to the kitchen but a hand tugged on your wrists, pulling you back.

“who told you to sneak out? it’s already 2am, don’t you know how dangerous it is?”

you gulped at his words, heart thumping so fast inside your chest, you’re in a great trouble. sunoo is trying not to yell or snap at you, he’s just concerned after what you experienced the last time you clubbed alone. you were drugged and was almost taken advantage of but luckily, he had a friend who saw and helped you get back home safely.

“i’m really sorry..” you whispered and looked down, unable to meet his fiery gaze. you got even more nervous when he scoffed at you, for sure he rolled his eyes on you just now.

“what are you wearing? this is risky, do you really like all that attention for wearing this? hm?” he raised his eyebrow at you as he tugged on your halter neck top that exposes your cleavage.

“n-no i just wear it since i’m with the girls..” you tries to reason out, looking up at him but you immediately regret it as he’s looking down at you in a mean way.

“do you know how easy it is to make you so expose to everyone’s eyes?” he still raised his eyebrow on you. a gasp left your mouth as he puts aside your top, exposing your left bare breast on him. “see? tsk, you’re not even wearing a bra to at least cover yourself” he said and scoffed as he gave your nipple a pinch which you yelped in tiny.

hid touch is sending fire through your veins, making your blood boil and your heart race. you can feel your core starting to ache, needing him to touch you there. you arch your back, offering him more of your skin, hoping he'll take it. but instead, he pulls away, making you whine in disappointment.

“such a whiny slut” he said, his voice laced with amusement and arousal. you couldn't help but moan at the sound of it. he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "you really think you can get away with this?" before you could respond, his lips were on your neck, sucking and nipping at the soft skin there. you arched into him, unable to contain the desperate need that coursed through your veins.

“this doesn’t mean i’m not mad at you anymore for sneaking out” he said between his breaths, his hand still roaming over your body. you gasped as he pinched your other nipple, rolling it between his fingers. your hips arched into his touch, craving more.

suddenly, he pulled you with him until you were standing on your toes. you gripped his shoulders, feeling dizzy from the sudden movement and the height. sunoo leaned down, his face inches from yours. his eyes were dark and intense, and you felt like you could drown in them. "but i can't resist you when you look like this," he whispered, his lips brushing against yours.

his touch was electric, making your body tingle from head to toe. he ran his hands down your sides, cupping your hips before lifting you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. you moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, pushing your body flush against his. you could feel him growing harder against your core, and you ached for him to be inside you but it seems like he won’t give it to you easily.

sunoo broke the kiss, breathing heavily as he looked down at you. his eyes were dark and intense, holding you captive. he leaned down, kissing your jaw, your neck, your collarbone. his lips trailed downward, sucking and nipping at your breast before circling your hardened nipple with his tongue. you arched your back, crying out his name as pleasure coursed through you.

he starts walking towards your shared bedroom while carrying you in his arms . your heart pounds against your ribcage, anticipating what he's about to do. you feel his erection pressing against your core, making you moan in eagerness. he kicks the door open, revealing the bed in the center of the room, already turned down and waiting for you.

he carries you over to the bed, lowering you down gently on your back. your breath hitches as he straddles your waist, his hips perfectly aligned with your core. he leans in, his lips brushing against yours before claiming them in a fierce, demanding kiss. his hands roam over your body, cupping your breasts through your top, teasing your nipples until they stand at attention.

you arch your back, eager for more of his touch. he moans into the kiss, the sound vibrating against your lips as he begins to unbutton his pants. once they're undone, he kicks them off, revealing his hardened length, ready for you. he positions himself between your legs, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance but not pushing forward, completely teasing you.

his lips leave your mouth to trail down your jaw and neck, sucking and nipping at your skin before moving lower. he spans your waist with one hand, holding you down against the bed as his other hand slides between your legs, rubbing circles over your sensitive folds. you moan loudly, arching into his touch.

his fingers slide lower, parting your folds, teasing your entrance before finally pushing two fingers inside you. you cry out, your body tensing at the invasion of sensation. he watches you closely, his eyes dark and intense as he slowly begins to thrust his fingers in and out.

he pulled out his fingers and leaned closer to your ear. “i won’t be gentle with you” he whispered, his breath sending shivers down your spine. you let out yelp as a harsh smack lands on your ass, followed by another and another. you arch your back, wanting more of the stinging sensation. he continues to spank you in quick succession, his fingers curling into your hips, holding you in place.

“can i tie you up, is that okay with you?” he asked still trying be soft with you, but wanting you to be his completely. you nodded, your heart pounding in anticipation. he smiled and went over to his bedside table, rummaging through the drawers until he found a silk scarf. he returned to the bed, kneeling between your spread legs. he looped the scarf around your wrists, tying it in a neat bow behind your back. you gasped as the restriction sank in, but the feeling of being so exposed and vulnerable only turned you on more.

he tugged onto your skirt’s waistband before sliding it up and over your hips, revealing your lacy black panties. he licked his lips, taking in the sight of you spread out before him, completely at his mercy. he leaned forward, kissing your inner thigh and sliding your panties aside before running his tongue up your core, teasing your sensitive flesh. you arched your back off the bed, moaning his name as he continued to lavish attention on your most intimate places.

his fingers left your hips, traveling up to pinch your nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers. he leaned in, kissing you roughly, his tongue thrusting deep into your mouth. your body tingled with desire as he teased and pleasured you. you felt his warm breath against your folds, and then the tip of his tongue, circling your entrance. you cried out, arching your back off the bed, as he began to lick and suck on you, driving you wild with need.

his free hand slid down between your legs again, this time finding your aching center. he began to stroke you in time with his tongue, his fingers curling and thrusting inside you as he took you closer and closer to the edge. you moaned and writhed beneath him, lost in the sensation of being so completely owned and worshipped.

your cheek pressed against the pillow as you couldn’t lift yourself as your hands were restrained behind your back, the scarf digging into your wrists, making them tingle and sensitive. you whimper and squirm under his touch, needing more of his attention as he teases you with his tongue and fingers. his other hand moves from your hip, over your thigh and up your inner thigh, teasing the sensitive skin behind your knee before moving back up, caressing your hip and finally cupping your breast through your top. he rolls your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, expertly teasing it again until it's hard and aching.

you feel his fingers begin to move inside you again, his touch growing more urgent and demanding. his tongue laps your sensitive folds as if he's trying to consume you whole. you arch your back off the bed, your breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds inside you. you're so close, so close to the edge, and with each stroke of his tongue and finger, you feel yourself getting closer and closer.

“ah so tight..” he moaned and throws back his head as his stomach clenched, feeling your muscles grip him. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his lips brushing against your skin as he held you down, taking you roughly. His hips moved faster, his thrusts deep and powerful, each one making your body stretch and accommodate him more. He could feel the heat between you, the wetness that told him you were close, so close to letting go.

the pleasure was building inside you, tightening your muscles, making it impossible to ignore the ache in your core. he growled, the vibrations of his voice sending shivers down your spine, and sped up even more, his hips slamming into yours in a brutal rhythm.

he saw how you struggle with your position, your upper body down, your hands tied behind your back while he fucks you rough from behind. your hips rise to meet each of his thrusts, your cries of pleasure filling the room. your body trembles with each impact, the bed creaking under your combined weight. he groans, his thrusts becoming even faster and more demanding as he feels you getting closer and closer to the edge. his free hand reaches down between your bodies, teasing your sensitive skin as he rubs your clit, circling and pressing against it.

“you want to be fucked like this, don’t you?” he smirked against your neck, knowing that he had you right where he wanted you. your body was his to control, to pleasure, to dominate. and as he felt your inner walls gripping him tighter and tighter, he knew that you were about to give in to the pleasure he was giving you.

his thrusts became even more forceful, his hips slamming into yours with a force that made your body jerk with each impact. his free hand moved up your stomach, over your breast, and cupped your mouth as he thrust deeper, harder. his other hand continued to tease your clit, circling and pressing against it in a rhythm that matched his own.

your moan were muffled against his hand as he fucks you roughly, his free hand teasing your sensitive skin, circling and pressing against your clit. he feels you starting to lose control, your body trembling with each thrust as you struggle to keep up with the pace he's setting. his hips slam into you harder, faster, and deeper, his cock stretching you to the limit, filling you up completely. he groans, his breath hot against your ear as he feels the tension building inside of you.

“so good” he growls softly and grabbed a fistful of your hair before pulling your back against his chest, effectively holding you still as he thrusts even harder into you. your moans fill the room, muffled against his skin as he feels your body begin to shudder underneath him. his cock throbs inside you, demanding release as his hips move faster and faster, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you.

“i’m gonna cum.. i’m gonna cum..” he moaned out, his hips bucking wildly as he felt the release building up inside him. he leaned down, biting your neck roughly as his hips continued to move, faster and harder, his cock throbbing inside you. you moaned, feeling the wave of pleasure wash over you, your body shuddering with each powerful thrust.

you whimpers as he bites onto your neck while he fucks your roughly before shooting his sticky warm seed deep inside of you. he moan loudly, his hips stuttering briefly as he empties himself into you. his weight presses down on you, his chest against your back as he pants roughly, his breath hot against your ear.

your body quivers underneath him, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling through you as he slowly begins to pull out. he reaches down and carefully unties your hands, pulling them up to rest on his shoulders. your turn around in his arms, your face flushed and lips swollen from his kisses. he smiles down at you, his eyes softening.

he whispers against your lips, his thumb brushing away a tear that trails down your cheek. you close your eyes, savoring the warmth of his body, the weight of his arms around you. you breathe in the familiar scent of his skin, mixed with the slight hint of sweat and soap. it’s intoxicating.

“i would sneak out again if it will only result you to fuck me hard and unleash that side of yours” you joked and sunoo scoffed, rolling his eyes sassily. he looked at you, your face a little flushed and her lips still swollen from his kisses. he felt the warmth of your body and the weight of your arms around him. you were so beautiful and he loved you so much. he leaned in and kissed you softly on your lips. "it’s a good thing i’m your guardian then. because i plan on fucking you every night for the rest of your life, and if that means sneaking out to do it, then so be it."

he teased and smiles playfully on his lips as he pulls you closer, your hips grinding against each other. you giggles, feeling the heat building up between your legs once again. "you know, you could just ask nicely and i’d probably do it without you having to sneak around."

“oh shut up you brat” he said and slaps your ass cheeks which you both laughs on. the after care was being him all gentle and caring towards you, making sure that you were okay.

#sunoo hard hours #sunoo imagines #sunoo x reader #enhypen smut #smut drabbles #sunoo smut #sunoo x y/n

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blueparadis · 1 year

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Shinji + edging you all day, denying you of your release until you beg him to cum inside of you. Gets carried away he went into breeding mode.

I miss you my sweet blue Paradis 😘 chuu~~

HUNGER ; SHINJI HIRAKO !

+. CWs —» f!switch!reader(s!her pronouns), $mut, edging, unprotected $ex, b*33ding k!nk, pleasure!dom!shinji, p0rn with little plot, aftercare, light undertones of angst, mention of aizen souske; word count — 1k

+. NOTES —» my debut post or a rather first thirst post for BLEACH. If you side-eye me after reading, then it's okay. I deserve that;-; || you can browse my tag index here.

Hirako places his member over her lower belly, smearing the tip with her arousal, and then, weighs his cock again aligning with her vagina murmuring, “What’re ya whining about?” He pushes the tip a little into her saying, “Aren’t you satisfied with this? You still want more?”, he speaks as if he does not know what he has been doing all this time. He speaks as if he does not wish to fuck you in all positions that a man could as if he is and will be able to keep all of it at bay.

He notices a sharp intake of breath as he pushes his cock inside her, seeing her squirm and squeeze her eyes shut. It’s amusing, really that after eating her pussy for so long, fingering her until she begged him to stop, she is still able to hold it back, that is not to cum without his permission, to keep it at bay. It is not just fucking anymore. At this point, both are eager to see how far they can push each other.

The corner of her lips curves in delight when Shinji begins to rub his length. “What’re ya so happy about?” and she had to bite her inner lip not to burst into laughter, to not let him realize how fucking needy he looked right now: skin glistening with sweat, eyes glinting with impatience and lips puffy from all the sloppy kisses he shared with her while fingering her.

“Play with your boobs.”, Shinji instructs as he watches her struggle underneath him, grabbing the bed sheets in tight knuckles, body arching in pleasure with ragged moans and all of it just not to moan loudly; just not to let anyone know that instead doing paperwork Shinji is fucking you in the dead of night. Not just anyone, just to keep it from his roommate, Aizen Souske.

She is well aware that this is only of his tricks to delay the process to have her helpless and under his control a little longer before he finally snaps yet she obeys. Shinji smirks watching her play with her boobs, pinching the nipples, biting her lower lip, and being unable to lock eyes with him. What a pretty little thing!

And, all he is doing is pushing his cock back and forth into her soaking pussy. It’s not even halfway in yet he relishes the feeling of complete control over her. And why would he not? When one of her hands occasionally keeps flying back to her pussy, to rub it rashly, paying no heed to his warning just to get a release.

The way her modesty keeps peeling off, slowly, like a budding flower is really tempting to watch. What a beautiful thing to witness! It is turning him on. She tries to sit upright to get more than half of his cock but is instantly pushed back upon the futon, any incoming defenses shut down by Hirako’s desperate kiss. It’s overwhelming. It’s unexpecting of him.

But Y/N gives in to his advances since she finally earned what she so badly craved. Shinji’s hands move from her inner thighs to her hands, long calloused fingers wrapping around her wrists firmly. Shinji’s lips move along her neckline to her collar bones and he ceases when he feels her hips thrusting against his; swift and sly, he would say but he is not surprised.

“Do— you feel —good?”, she asked out of nowhere in shaky breaths. Shinji’s eyes stilling in surprise yet his grips were still firm over her. “Had your fill … hirako?” and that is when he notices her sleepy exhaustive eyes.

“Think so.”, he says softly with a teeth-flashing grin.

Shinji hovers above her, adjusting the stack of pillows underneath her waist so that he does not accidentally sprain her while fucking, clasping her inner thighs cautiously before he begins to thrust his hips against hers. He is close, too close and it must have been all the teasing he did before. He did not take into consideration that it might have an effect on himself.

“I’m —”, and she swallows hard, body twitching tremendously as he hits her g-spot.

“Close?”, he picks up the pace, “I know you’re.”, ignoring the fact that the skin slapping against one another is getting louder, loud enough to wake Souske up.

Her hand desperately clutches onto his arms, nails digging as worry seeps into her heart. What if. . .what if Souske wakes up? Shinji’s grip grows stronger, tummy twitching, mouth open ajar panting and rushing. He has to pull out, pull out before he finishes in her.

Shinji’s hands approach his throbbing member as he tries to pull out.“What’re you—doing? Just —cum in —me.”, Y/N manages to mutter loud enough for Shinji to hear. But it takes a while for him to register it, her words that weigh more than she realizes. His arms curl around her waist as he jocks down, his chin grazing her cleavage as he says, “As you wish.”

He thrusts his hips with strong strokes, pacing up, hitting the perfect spot with perfect force until he empties his balls in her, pace decelerating body sluggish and exhausted; head rested on her cleavage as their breathing regularises.

Shinji moves away from her body. Silence engulfs the room for five minutes or so. His long hair strands, all in disarray as he tilts his head towards Y/N to get a glimpse of her face but all he could get was the view of her back. He pulls the cover over her naked body, to cover her yet no response. He notices the small rise and fall of her waist. ‘she fell asleep.’ he ponders as he walks up to the washroom as if he was not the reason for her exhaustion.

When he comes back, his eyes jump from the stack of papers and then onto her who is peacefully sleeping, still half-clad. He smiles as he heard her feeble snores, almost like soft purrs.

He clusters his hair and tied it in a bun like Y/N does like he noticed her doing all those times when she paid a visit in the middle of night to help him with his work and that too with her barrette.

He grabs a few papers and sits beside her on a separate futon. Before he focuses his energy to work he grazes the back of his fingers on her back. She arches and pulls the blanket over herself under the influence. His eyes land on the papers; he sees it now; he chose wrong. He should have taken you as his lieutenant and not Souske.

— @shoyoist ; @nymphoheretic ; @rozentias

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komelrebi-san · 1 month

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just a quick little nsfw drabble

for my wifey! @zhonglisbeloved

tw: MDNI!! dom! gn! reader x sub! him, cock can be read as strap

please, he begged. please, i need you.

naturally, you refused. you had work to do, after all. and plus, you've only just done this yesterday until he quite literally stopped being able to function. his body needed a break, at least.

but that didn't seem to be what he thought, obviously, because he only continued begging you. no matter how much you tried to coax him away, nothing seemed to work.

you'd be heartless if you continued to refuse him, seriously. who were you to keep saying no to him?

and so, there he was, face down ass up in front of you on the bed. his ass cheeks were swollen from spanking, bulbous tip an angry red from teasing. he looks pretty like this, you think. of course, he always looks pretty - large watery eyes, pouty lips, soft hair and chiseled chin. but he looks prettiest when he's like this - fucked stupid, helplessly horny and so needy until he's barely able to think anything besides you being inside him.

oh, how could he ever get off by himself again after he met you? you fucked him so good that his mind refused to think, his mouth refused to form words, and his fist could never feel as good as you being inside him. he's got no words to describe-

oh, shit. that's the spot. right there. the spot that you always effortlessly reached deep inside him that made his head go numb, made him see stars, made a waterfall of tears roll out of his eyes, made his legs shake and his cock get impossibly harder.

tug on his hair or reach forward to bully his dick? oh, he's done for.

it's too much, it's coo much! he's still sensitive- wait-

no, it's never enough. more. he needs more. again. please. he's begging you.

mhm, who are you to deny him when he's such a sweet little thing, begging for you like such a good boy?

---satoru, choso, neuvillette, xiao, venti, +your faves <3

#genshin smut #genshin x reader smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #smut drabbles #genshin drabble #jjk drabble #genshin impact #jujutsu kaisen

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taste-of-the-divine · 8 months

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rain down on me but it’s really vessel worshipping your body, coaxing your wet pussy to drip all over his lips as he pries your legs apart and sends shivers up your spine with kitten licks. —and his thick fingers inside you, delicious and curling, with his palm open to make space for his chin pressed against his little plaything.

oh by the gods, will you cleanse me with pleasure?

#rain is a banger #sleep token tmbte #tmbte #sleep token #sleep token fic #vessel #vessel fic #smut drabbles #drabble #sleep token drabble #sleep token smut #vessel smut

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sseen11 · 2 years

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AkiXreader!! word count: 2k.392 warning: (NSFW)smut 18+

a/n; I- he is so fine I just had to

Aki's fingers gently left the black Jacket, then slaying it after his shoulder and leaving it abandoned on the table near by the door of his room.

"Aki sir!" His shoulders stiffend, blades at guard before recognizing your voice and calming down internally.

Aki smiles. "You don't have to call me that anymore."

You hop in front of him, hands clasped behind your back and skin covered with a light sleep gown. Head leaning upwards, you grin up at his form.

"I like the way it sounds." You say, honestly. It did, it matched him, all office and heavy work on load shoulders.

He left it at that, eyes dropping a bit in exhaustion as he worked with the belt below his waist, few noises of fidgeting with metal heard in the dark quiet room. Your eyes shifted there, darkening.

"You look tired." You state, almost bitting your lip.

He nods "It was busy." His hands rise up to hang his belt on one of the hangers against the wall. He also shucks out his cig packet, letting them rest on the table.

You notice the tension in his body, muscles shifting now and then, seen from the thin white shirt over his chest. You creep towards him, standing right in front. His eyes narrow. Your arms raises, placed softly on his chest and running up to take the head of his tie. You loosen it, wriggling it left and right to smoothly slide it wide enough, circling it out of his head.

Aki's breath shakes, stilling for a moment before inhaling again. You bite your lip. His eyes watch you and this time, he slumps down with a sharp breath, head coming to rest on your shoulder. You freeze a second then hold his arms.

Aki's eyes drop fully, letting you unbutton the top button on his shirt, going lower and then with heavy trouble hauling it off him. His heart skips. You trial the tip of your fingers around his neck, brushing along his hair. Chuckling, you let out his hair, flinging the hairband somewhere near and immediately tangling your hands in his hair. A little too silky and soft.

"Hey. . .Um" you hesitate. "Can we?"

Your whisper makes him swallow, though he hums, the sound vibrating over your neck to run a chill down your spine. With your palm around his head, you lean it back up to met his lips with your own.

As most, it's smoke and ashes that you taste at first, fading away to leave your tongue with his saliva. Not the best, but you have gotten used to it and it wasn't surprising. Very unhealthy but he just wouldn't stop.

Your mouth moves furiously while aki's lips lazily try to move with yours. The connection slips, lips clumsy and mouth panting on the others face. It grew louder with each skate of your fingers on his chest, running up and down.

It was finally for sake that he placed his hands on your shoulders, forcing you to walk backwards towards the bed. You moan. His lips center around yours. Head falling on the mattress, you first fiddle with your own gown, aki hovering over you as you do so. Warmth creeps up your neck.

"Here." He says, reaching behind your supported form to unzip the zipper and making it easier to let it out.

You flash him a smile, pecking his lips and going in again for a Kiss, letting your tongue explore his insides and clash with his own. His tongue pushes down own yours, not even trying but somehow able to take control and flip the situation. He moans. You touch him some more, matching the speed of every drag of his tongue.

Aki's own hands wander down your waist, rubbing the bare skin there and eventually going lower to dig his fingers on your hips. You are already hot within, stomach burning with a flamming fire.

He keeps kissing you, on the mouth, face, neck, down your collabone and as much as that makes you arc, you are desperate for his heat inside you.

"Can we-" you are breathing heavily. "Can you please just,-" you stop yourself with a Moan.

"Yeayea." Aki's breathing trembles whilst he leaned forward to kiss you again before kneeling on either side of your thighs. You were already bare. That was easy. All he had to do was unzip his own pants and go inside you. It was troublesome though, muscles tired but cock desperate. With great bothersome, he is leaning over you again, mouth open and layed on the side of your throat. He licks, bites, gently at first to get you worked up. You already are, helping him line up with you but it ends with a fierce grind of his cock on your bare clit.

It makes you gasp out a whimper, fingers eagerly going around his shoulders. "Aki sir, please." You beg him. You are not sure to what. You want him to shove himself in you but it's impossible with each roll of your hips impulsively rubbing on his length.

Aki's head spins, fog taking over that your voice is a million distance apart for a hot moment and he is back in your arms throughout each lift of your hips.

Then suddenly, when he is supporting himself to get ready, your entrance meets the tip of his cock in a aimless rub.

"Y/n." He groans out your name, right by your near and making a knot tighten in your gut. And you are moving inside him as he twitches, wanting to feel every drag of his cock around your walls.

Aki's bottom lip Is between his teeth, head buried on the crook of your neck. You were letting out random babbles, shifting underneath him to fast for him to catch on. His muscles for surely broke the tight held strain, letting you do the lead.

Your attention diverts to his mouth on you, legs failing underneath his thighs. Peering at his flushed face once, though it's covered half way due to his medium length hair. The slight light from outside brings the blue highlights in the color, almost majestic along with his eyes when his head raises and eyes opening to kiss you on the forehead. You can't help but smile, feeling warm inside for two clear reasons.

It's only when he hisses as you start to clench around him when his shaft struggles inside you. It makes you whine low in your throat, chest heaving up and down quite rapidly.

Aki leaned back to get a hold of your knees, spreading them apart more and having more access to you. The movement makes you grunt, head pressing hard on the sheets underneath you. He pulls out. You whimper. His palm rubs your stomach, soothing the overloaded tightening. You can't help but wrinkle the bed sheets under you more, sometimes gripping and other time scratching, Aki apparently too lean back for you to hold him tight.

This time, he thrusts into you a little rougher, the gentleness a long last fairytale. It makes you lay on the edge of your burning coil though it makes him moan loudly with heavy breaths following behind. You are no different, your hips lift to meet him in a deeper state, back arching with each time you tighten in pain and pleasure.

With the way you are reacting, Aki is concerned, not surprised but still worried. You are aware of him holding back, not giving you all of him and every time you are trying to wrap him around your cunt, he hitches back the slightest at your desperate attempts.

You cry out breathlessly, eyes barely open but enough to give him a pleading look.

"Please." You try, one hand reaching down your stomach to rub at your own clit. It's not enough, doesn't feel as good as when he does.

"More more, please- just-," you whine out, trying to gather heat inside you but you are annoyed and frustrated, can't help but just beg for a hard shove of his dick inside you. The more you touch yourself, it makes you sexually exhausted, sweat rolling down your forehead and on the sheets under your back.

Aki's cock twitches at your craving but his brows frown but he helps you by reaching a hand under where yours is, replacing your thumb and rubbing it back and forth on your clit. Finally. You moan, a trembling cry jerking out of you.

"Yes, yes-," you cut yourself with a groan. "Faster. Faster." You urge him on, hands and hips not sure what to do, they are in there control, reacting to every touch on you from him.

As much as it makes Aki moan quietly, He frowns though accepting your request and applying pressure, going faster and touching just the right way on your clit and folds.

"I don't want to hurt you." He says, watching you struggle against the over sensation. It makes his hand almost reach to rub on his cock.

You are barely understanding his words, mind blanked and your heartbeat heard clearly in your ear, replacing the loud breaths from before. But his still too gentle hands is not helping you and your thighs rub together around his hands impulsively. He grips them again, tighter than before and something about him handling you makes you moan, eyes rolling back.

You respond with a loud whimper. "Can you cum inside me?" You ask instead, letting your mouth run on its own. And just in case, "please, I want you to cum inside me like before. Please please."

It breaks him, your wants not helping his situation and This time, Aki can't help but rub a palm down his cock, teasing the tip and pumping himself once before leaning down and stop your open mouth. His lips closes over you, moving in a circling motion, your body replying with a pleased moan at each sync.

You are rubbing on him again, apparently you are very sensitive because it makes you break apart from him and struggle to catch your breath.

Fucking finally, Aki thrusts in you once more, a start but enough to make you almost scream in over pleasure. You are letting out praises on how you feel, making him blush. He does it again, and once more. You choke on a sob. His hands are spreading your legs as far, the chill air spraying between your legs not helping your delicately desperate state.

Aki moans, light sweet sound, his head coming down to muffle his sounds in your mouth. That was a mess. Both your teeth clash, tongue barely holding up to brush it against the other. You are panting in his mouth and he is panting in yours. Your movement makes his cock slip now and then, the drag on your wall and drag on more of his prominent veins making you bubble out a half scream and half cry. He cries out your name, barely able to hold down your hips.

You are getting the best of him and when you wind your arm around his neck to hold something, it breaks his composure, hips snapping in a flash on you, so suddenly you jolt underneath him, the back of your foot dragging on the sheets. Your cunt wraps tightly around his length, taking all of him with pleasured whines. It feels so great, to have him stuff you full and it's so blissful that you are cumming around him, covering his cock in your slick.

Aki groans at the heat, now more warm and slipper inside you, your hips shift. He grunts, whispering your name in your ear over and over. It doesn't make things easier to calm down your desire.

"Good good. You are so good-" he gasps softly. Your clench at the praise, feeling so good everywhere. You are left sweating with pleading moans.

You almost scream when he pulls out, leaning back to get a break. Your fingers are clawing on the sheets, eventually slowing down in tiresome. Your legs fail beside him. Though your hands reach down to pleasure your left desire, it meets with with his cock. Doesn't matter, your grip it tight, control slipping out. Your eyes are closed shut as you squeeze his cock.

Aki's eyes widen, hand coming on his mouth to clasp the loud sounds escaping his mouth. It comes in a deep groan, eyes rolling back. You pump in his achingly hard dick. His shoulders drop in sensation, fingers twitching.

Your fingers hardly press on his tip. Your palm trace on the odd texture. Before long, Aki is coming in your hand wrapped around him. The substance is blocked from going everywhere because of your hand. You and him moan at once. The hot cool liquid covers yours entire palm, hand deciding to rub his bare cock with it. It feels so good having it in your hands, holding it securely in you.

Aki's mind is blowing, not sure where to focus but your touch feels so wonderful on his cock that his hair are sticking to his face, feeling so hot all over. When your hands slips from his shaft in tiresome, you leave it at that. The both of you are breathing heavily to catch their breath. Aki recovers first, leaning down to lay on your side, still breathing just a bit unevenly.

His hot breath fans on your skin. You are left whining at the frustration and sweatiness you feel, face scrunched up in pure annoyance.

After what definitely seemed a while, Aki leans on his elbow, getting hold of your slicked hand on your stomach. He smiles softly. "Let's get you cleaned up." You look at him, a little lower and the slicked hand comes down to brush against his also slicked cock. "We." You correct him, lazily passing him a grin.

He inhaled a sharp breath, blue crystals playing at amusement and mouth playing at a sigh.

You laugh at him, hugging his front in a affectionate touch. Your heart flutters.

Aki is frozen for the shortest second before relaxing in your arms and humming a pleased sound. He can't help but let his heart melt after skipping a beat. It warms him inside, making him happier than the events that took place.

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necrvdk · 9 months

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꒰ ㅤㅤtongue twisterㅤㅤ⏜ㅤㅤ᷎ㅤ♱⃟ㅤㅤb𝙚𝚠𝖺𝗿𝕖ㅤㅤ▐ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𖹭ㅤㅤㅤㅤgenshin men

pussydrunk!men that go dumb just from sliding their tongues trough your slit, spreading your lips and wasting no time on lapping up the juices his troath craved after a long day. pussy!drunk men that can't speak since they're so in love with your clit, sucking gently at the sensitive nub and rolling their tongues around it, falling head over heels over your sighs and adorable whimpers that match his groans.

diluc. tighnari. xiao. kaveh. zhongli. itto.

pussydrunk!men who see your cunt as a god, taking their time to pepper kisses over your sides, sliding up to your tighs then dipping their heads down again to meet a kiss to your clit. "so perfect f'me" a sigh, tongue spreading spit moving side to side, lips crashing up to each spot that makes your brain all fuzzy.

albedo ♡. baizhu. aether. kazuha. haitam'.

teeth marking down your tighs, pussydrunk!men who hiss their hot breath on your clit as a tease, spitting your entrance and spreading the wetness with their fingers. slapping your clit when you stop looking at him, pinching at the sensitive spot as two of his fingers move too slowly against your g-spot, sliding them off and sucking the wetness from the digits before sharing them with your needy sex.

tartaglia ! heizou. wanderer. kaeya.

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m-ayo-o · 5 months

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t h i n k i n g...

18+ nsfw hcs;

oral fixation

take it slow

ride me? if you can

possessive

sound of you

play fight me

quickies

m.list

#various x reader #thirsty posts 🧃#jjk x reader #bleach x reader #light yagami x reader #18+ content #x your fave #multifandom simping #em.rambles ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 #smut drabbles

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twoghostfaced · 10 months

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Switch!dom Ben Reilly writhing under you with his arms tied to a metal spreader bar as you stroke his cock up and down at a painstakingly slow pace. His occasionally buckling his hips to get some more action from you only earn him a slap on his thighs, making him wince as he mewls at the sensation. Clenching his thighs together only to get pushed back open by you as he lets out breathy moans, whining for you to move faster, tears starting to collect at the edge of his eyes, looking at you, pleading for a release "Please—" He moans out when your fingers brush his head, making him jerk his hips upwards as he pulls his head back, a loud whine escapes his throat "Please, I need more—" He begs softly, tears falling. You purr at him as you kiss his tears away, hands still moving as he cries "I'll be a good boy, I'll listen" He pleads, voice hoarse as he whispers the words out "Please, please, please— I need more— fuck!" He throws his head back when your hand picks up the pace, watching him slowly losing his mind to the ecstasy as his mouth gapes open, legs kicking the bed sheets, making it uncover the mattress "Close, so close— fuck!" He moans out as white strings shoot out of his cock and onto your hand, some land on his stomach as well on the bedsheets, his chest heaving heavily as he stares at the ceiling "Who says I'm done with you?"

#ben reilly #ben reilly x you #ben reilly smut #ben reilly x reader #atsv #scarlet spider #scarlet spider smut #scarlet spider x reader #smut #*switch!dom!ben #drabbles #smut drabbles

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hongcherry · 1 year

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needed me || lc (m)

"You're still thinking of him while on your Valentine's date."

❤️ Pairing: fwb!Chan/Dino x Reader (afab)

❤️ Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); PWP, smut, angst; Friends with benefits

❤️ Warnings: unprotected sex (be safe! esp in fwbs <3), fingering, creampie, dirty talk, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, markings/bruises (hickeys), 0.2 seconds of degradation, semi-emotional sex

❤️ Word Count: 2.3k

❤️ Project: For Freya (@angelwoozi) for our Valentine's Drabble Exchange! I apologize if it lacks in angst! I'm still working on "emotional sex," so this was a nice challenge for me. I hope you enjoy it! 🥰

❤️ Author's Note: Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! Please stay safe (in multiple ways heh), and I hope you all have a great day. Also, I decided to write in the present tense for once, so please ignore any incorrect tense changes LOL.

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The rising heat in your body is due to two reasons.

One being your Valentine’s date went poorly, and two being your body is still buzzing with need.

You had gone to your date’s place, fully expecting to get laid on this so-called love day just so you didn’t have to wallow in endless candy wrappers alone. However, as their hands had roamed your body and their moans filled your ears, you couldn’t help but imagine it was him instead. Him, who has been your friend for three years and fuck buddy for less than one. Him, who can draw out your mewls with the graze of his fingertips.

Although your date had touched you in places you enjoyed, it didn’t elicit the familiar feelings you have grown accustomed to. That caused you to spring from them, excuses flying out of your mouth as you hurried to grab your belongings.

It’s why you find yourself pressed against Chan’s door, his mouth moving against yours hungrily. One of his hands travels from your waist to grip your leg that’s hooked on his waist. He massages the flesh of your thigh as his tongue explores the cavern of your mouth. Your hands are gliding up and down his bare back—the results of his relentless workouts evident under your touch.

Chan pulls back to catch his breath.

“Should we slow down?” he asks between breaths.

You shake your head, eyes falling upon the faint, dark spot on his neck that wasn’t caused by you.

Chan had told you he didn’t have plans for Valentine’s this year, so you figured it would be no big deal for you to show up unannounced. What you weren’t expecting was for him to answer his door half-dressed, hair messy, lips slightly swollen, and a faint mark on his skin. Your heart had stopped a beat at the sight. You were well aware of the state Chan was in.

It wasn’t long before a woman emerged from his room, wearing just a tee and panties. The heat in your body had increased. You weren’t sure if it was because Chan was faring better than you at getting laid, or because he was fairing better than you without you.

After Chan told his “date” about you coming over to inform him of a family emergency, the lady left with sympathy that you didn’t entertain. Maybe it was best to play along, but you didn’t care if they believed it or not.

Seeing someone else’s marking on Chan brought a mixture of emotions; however, you decided to channel anger out of all of them.

“Why?” you scoff. “We’ve gone fast before.”

Your mouth connects with his again in hopes of returning to where you left off—to simply be in a state where you only felt his body on yours and nothing else.

“I know,” Chan pants when he moves away again, “but aren’t you upset that your date went bad?”

Right.

Telling Chan how rude your date was was a lie. The reason why your date went south wasn’t that your date was rude, it was because you couldn’t stop thinking of the person in front of you.

As if you would ever disclose that though.

He just…feels good. He knows your body like no one else.

“I’m over it,” you sigh and lean in; however, Chan stops you.

“You can talk to me,” he tries to reassure you, which only results in an exasperated groan from you.

“I don’t need to talk, Chan. I just need you to fuck me,” you argue.

Chan’s eyes roam your face for a moment.

“Fine,” he says before he crashes his mouth on yours. If you didn’t want to talk to him, he could at least help you feel better in a way he knew how.

You find yourself straddling him in his bed minutes later. You’re both left in your underwear, clothes forgotten somewhere along the way to his room—a trail that’ll be a morning reminder of how you are never asked to stay the next day.

That damn mark on his neck had become darker over time.

You try to ignore it, but it’s so blatantly visible you can’t help but glance at it every time you move away. You hate knowing someone else had touched him in an intimate way.

As you lean down toward his neck, you note that it shouldn’t matter if he was in bed with someone else.

As you lick and suck on the column of his neck, you recall how you’re not his.

As you create your own marks on his skin, you hope he can’t remember which hickey was from his date.

You hope all he will remember tomorrow is your mouth on him. You want him to remember how he’s moaning and gripping you closer as if he can’t get enough of you.

Chan doesn’t seem to care that you’re littering his skin with bruises as he yanks your bra and panties from your body. One of his hands grabs your chest while the other moves between your legs.

Your mouth finally finds his again, moans getting lost in each other's mouth as he glides two fingers in your wet heat. You’re grinding against his hand and shoving down his underwear.

“So damn eager,” he grunts while you pump his hard length.

“Just need to feel you,” you reply.

Chan’s fingers come back glossy with your arousal. He nudges your hand from him to coat his cock with it.

His room is filled with your moans when you sink down, fingernails clawing at his torso while your eyes shut briefly. There’s not a moment of peace as Chan snaps his hips into yours roughly. You have to press your palms on him to keep your balance.

“Shit, Chan,” you gasp. He’s large inside you, stretching you in the most addicting way.

“Always so tight for me,” he comments, eyes focused on where he’s gliding up in you.

Your sight lands on his face. His eyebrows are furrowed, and his mouth is open. You know he won’t meet your gaze, so your gaze lingers on him. Over time he’s stopped making eye contact whenever you were fucking. You wonder if it comes from guilt. Despite only catching him with someone else once, you’re sure he’s had other “partners” that's been in your position. You aren’t the only one who’s seen and heard Chan in this way.

The thought spurs your hips to move.

You want to be the only one who can satisfy him like this. You want to make him feel so good he will only come to you when he needs a release.

Chan curses under you. His hips slow, and he throws his head back as he lets you bounce on him quickly. A hand stays on your hips while the other runs through his hair.

“That’s it,” he praises.

Your walls clench around him, loving how blissful he looks. You want to keep going–give him everything you have–but your energy is being spent fast. Your hips gradually decrease in speed.

Instead of Chan moving you himself, he flips you over and pushes a leg up to get deeper. His mind is foggy, but somewhere in that smog is the image of you on your date tonight. You were dressed nicely; your appearance was fixed up in a way he’s never seen before. At least in a way that was never for him.

Always for someone else.

Always for someone unworthy.

He enters you again swiftly. There’s no gentleness as he slams his hips forward.

He recalls how many failed dates you’ve been on. How many failed dates he has been on just to spite you. He knows that’s childish. He doesn’t care about his dates in the way he should. He’s told himself that if the right person came along by chance, he will accept them happily. Though, each date never seemed to be the one.

“They never fuck you properly, hm?” Chan taunts as he continues to rock into you. “That’s why you always come here. You know I’m the only one who fucks you this good.”

Your grip on his arms tightens at his words.

“Tell me,” Chan demands and grabs your face to angle it.

Your eyes are wide in shock as they find his. His hold is gentle compared to his sharp, slow thrusts.

“T-tell you what?” you pant. There’s a whole gamut of emotions racing through you. You’re terrified he’ll make you admit he knows your body best, yet you’re also eager to tell him that it’s true.

“Tell me I fuck you better than anyone else,” he says.

“Channie–” you try to say, but he doesn’t give you the chance to finish your response.

“Fuck, Yn,” he huffs as he pushes into you once more before pausing. His hair is matted to his forehead, sweat covering his skin in an oddly beautiful glow. He stares at you–really watches you as if any slight movement will tell him what he needs to know.

“I don’t know if we should do this anymore,” he finally confesses after a few minutes.

Your eyes grow in size. An invisible hand squeezes your heart, and the pain has you holding your breath.

“Wh-what are you talking about?” you force out, but you’re afraid of his answer.

He leans back on his heels and looks down at you. The movement causes a slight shift, and you involuntarily clench around him so he doesn’t slip out. Chan sucks in a breath at the feeling.

“Don’t go on those dates,” he blurts instead.

Your head tilts in confusion. You’re trying to gather your thoughts, but it’s difficult. Out of all the times he wants to have this conversation, he chooses now.

“I’m tired of seeing you with someone who isn’t me. I can’t do this knowing you’re doing the same thing with other people.”

You swallow harshly.

You can’t believe he’s actually saying it, and for a moment, you think you’re dreaming.

“Chan, I–”

“Let’s just finish, so we can–”

“Hey, hey, stop,” you huff.

“What?” he questions as he averts his eyes.

“I only went on dates, because I didn’t think you wanted more,” you disclose.

Chan peers at you again, shaking his head.

“That’s not true,” he says softly and raises you from the bed. Your legs rest on either side of him, arms wrapped around his neck. You bite back the moan that wants to escape at the new position. “I’ve wanted more for so long, but we had made it clear we shouldn’t get into a relationship together.”

You nod, recalling the first night you slept with him and the agreements you both had set.

“I’m willing to start one now,” you answer, a little nervous even though you’re sure of his answer.

Chan smiles, lips finding yours for a short kiss. “Me too.”

Your body moves against his again, albeit more slowly this time. Chan holds you close as you roll your hips. The slow pace lasts for a few minutes until Chan adjusts himself, so he can rock into you roughly.

There’s something about his thrusts that feel different. They’re harsh, but not in the way they were before. They’re calculated and less frantic. Regardless, each push has you edging closer to your climax.

Chan knows you’re close by the way your legs are squeezing him and moaning louder. He whispers praises in your ear that have you crying out his name a minute later.

When he goes to pull out, you hold him tightly.

“Inside me, please,” you beg quietly.

“A-are you sure?” Chan asks. Although this isn’t the first time he hasn’t used a condom with you, he’s always pulled out.

Nodding your head, “Yes.”

Chan adheres to your request, hips moving with newfound vigor that causes you to mewl as you begin to feel overstimulated. However, it feels so good that you feel the tightness in your stomach builds again.

“Gonna come again, baby?” Chan asks with an air of cockiness.

“Mhm, fucking me so good, Channie,” you whine.

Chan’s hips begin to lose their force, and it doesn’t take long for him to thrust one last time. You suck in a breath when he fills you.

When Chan pulls out, his eyes are stuck looking between your legs. He gently lays you back and brings a hand to your clit. He rubs it hastily as he watches his cum spill from your spent pussy. He moans when you clench and more escapes from you.

You come for the second time with a plethora of his names. Chan smiles upon hearing them, watching your body shiver with pleasure. When you slowly ease down from your high, Chan pulls away.

“You okay?” he wonders.

“More than okay,” you smile at him.

“Let’s talk more about us tomorrow, okay?” he suggests and begins to climb off the bed.

“Sounds good,” you mumble, watching as he leaves for the bathroom. After a moment, you hear water running. You’re teetering into dreamland when he comes back. Your eyes flutter open, not knowing they had closed earlier. He takes your hand and guides you to the restroom.

“A quick shower then we can go back to bed. Can you do this without me? I want to change the sheets,” he kindly says.

Although you wish he would stay with you, you nod and step under the warm water. It feels relaxing and immediately you sigh at the sensation.

“Okay,” he replies then presses a chaste kiss to your mouth before he leaves.

As you clean yourself, you feel as though a layer of sadness is scrubbed away. There’s still more to discuss tomorrow, but at least you know you’re one step closer to being a real couple.

Despite your date not going the way you planned, you’re much happier with how you spent your Valentine’s.

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ikinremu · 9 months

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|| Nsfw || James Potter Headcannons

Loves and I mean loves eating you out - and is incredible at it. He loves the way you taste and the way you react to his tongue on/in you.

Any and all noises you make drive him insane. Knowing how good he’s making you feel just gets him even harder - he encourages you to be vocal too.

A lot of cursing when he’s receiving, primarily reacts with lower grunts and groans but on occasions where he’s feeling particularly sensitive will let out lighter whimpers.

Loves when you grab at his hair when riding him - he’s such a sucker for it.

Fucking you while you wear his Quidditch shirt is one of his favourite things to do - especially when Gryffindor won their game.

|| Aftercare ||

Always so gentle with you after sex - no matter what.

More often that not, he’ll run you a soothing bath afterwards. If not - you’ll likely be falling asleep together.

Always up to take a shower with you if that’s what you want.

Usually grabs some of his clothes for you to put on - he loves the way you look wearing them.

Likes to stay really close with you, but will always understand if you need some space.

#james potter #marauders #smut #marauders smut #james potter smut #headcannons #marauders headcanon #smutty #drabbles #smut drabbles #prongs #x reader #pov #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #prongs x you #p

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remuslovebot · 3 months

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requests are now open for the following

felix catton x reader

jacob elordi x reader

I can do fem!reader or gn!reader, please specify which one <3

#requests open #smut drabbles #jacob elordi smut #felix catton smut #felix catton x reader #Saltburn #jacob elordi x reader #jacob elordi #felix catton fluff #felix catton x y/n #felix catton fic

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atruewarrior · 8 months

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hi dee 🩵 for the smutty prompts, how about #12 & erwin?

Hi flo 💞 sorry this has taken forever. once again it's not as smutty as i was planning for it to be, but i can't help it lmao

smut prompts: #12 “Keep your eyes on me.”

e.smith x f!reader ; nsfw ; 0.6k words

Ribbons and laces lay strewn about on the floor. Beads of sweat glazed your skin and stained the cotton of your chemise. Strands of hair stuck to the sides of your face. Streaks of kohl painted the length of your cheeks.

Torn were the many layers of your lavish dress, and gone were the intricate updo and subtle makeup from earlier this afternoon. Your maids had spent hours upon hours on them, readying you for the horde of suitors, though you'd known it'd end this way. The way it always did when you'd be bold enough to taunt Erwin: with you crying in that delicate mixture of pain and pleasure only he knew how to rush through you.

The tightening around your throat made your lips part, parched from lust, and your eyes flew open to meet his through the mirror.

"Keep your eyes on me." Cool and collected came his order, and you couldn't help but incredulously smile at his cruelty.

How could he sound so lucid and corrosive while coaxing such embarrassingly incoherent noises out of you? And how could he possibly expect you to obey him when he was thrusting into you with a force and precision that shattered your insides and left your eyes no other choice but to roll backward?

You didn't. You couldn't. Especially not after he twisted one of your arms and pinned your wrist to the small of your back, pushing you against his palm a tad harder for his hips to fall into an even more crushing pace. Your eyelids fluttered shut to both weather and savor the ascending rhythm but snapped open they were again, this time from the forceful yank on your hair.

"You didn't seem to have an issue keeping your eyes on me earlier when you were flirting with every fucker in that ballroom, did you?" he hissed, his breath cold against your shoulder. "When you knew I couldn't do a fucking thing about it."

With his figure towering over you and your neck craned so far back, your gaze was able to directly lock on his this time. And though lightheaded, all you could think about was how the mirror didn't do it justice. His movements had stilled, offering you a chance to drown in those cerulean pools that’d had your soul anchored from the first moment you’d crossed them. Though the pain shooting up your back soon had you reasoning that if he were to fuck you like this, your spine would break.

As if privy to your thoughts, Erwin released you, your head lolling as his lips fell to your nape. The delicate kiss he pressed there was an apology, forcing another smile to your mouth, this time brimming with appreciation. Because yes, there were moments when he could be sweet; those few, fleeting moments during which the reality that you could never belong to him, that before long you'd be married off to some wealthy prince and shipped to a faraway kingdom, was pushed to the back of his mind, allowing his pure affection to speak and act on his behalf. Oh, how you wished they would last forever—how you prayed to stay locked in them for eternity. But his helplessness never indulged you enough, resurfacing to reclaim his senses and rousing you far too soon for your liking. And his only way to appease the rage was to take it out on you. You didn’t mind, though; it was a small and delectable price to pay for having seduced a man you knew you couldn't have.

“I love you.”

In response, you were violently pulled around and hauled up on the vanity, your legs instinctively spreading for him. He was anything but gentle as he grabbed your jaw, rough fingertips digging into your burning cheeks as his other hand stroked his length, your chest heaving from the anticipation of being filled again.

"Then keep your fucking eyes on me."

#there’s some angst I think?#writing: aot #my fics #smut drabbles #aot drabbles #erwin smith #erwin x reader #erwin x you #erwin smith x reader #aot requests #aot x reader

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taste-of-the-divine · 1 year

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ꕤ | Who's Begging Now? | Vax'ildan

— VOX MACHINA : cockysubby!vax'ildan x fdom!reader

✩ 𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙀: you put vax'ildan in his place, pretty little noises and all. ✩ 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊: drabble, 1.2k words ✩ 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: vax'ildan recieves + reader gives : dubcon, somnophelia, overstimulation, humiliation, degredation, deep throat, sex drugs, messy spit/saliva, begging to cum, orgasm denial/edging, ruined orgasm, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, aftercare // reader recieves + vaildan gives: deepthroat on vax's cock, gagging, humiliation outside the bedroom, being called ma'am.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙀: this was supposed to be way shorter but i got carried away but likes and reblogs are super appreciated :’)

𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘝𝘖𝘟 𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘈 | 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛 & 𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘒𝘚 | 𝘔𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘎𝘌

vax’ildan has been acting out of line lately— he’s bold, flirtatious, he’s always been so— but something’s changed, you can feel it. he’s gotten cocky. he talks back a little more now, he intentionally towers over you when you sit at the end of the bed. he pushes you to your knees now, too, places his cock on your lips and cheeks and smears it over those plump lips of yours that he loves so much— ah, correction: that he loves fucking, ramming, bruising, so much, with the base of his heavy cock. the feeling of his pubes tickling your lips and you gagging at the same is a familiar one— so much so that dick nuzzling isn’t practical anymore.

he enjoys being in charge; you enjoy letting him think he’s in charge. but now he’s getting too cocky— you hear him bragging to scanlan, grog, pyke, gilmore, anyone that would listen, about how he forces you to the floor, how you turn into putty in his hands, how you beg for him to fuck you like you want no one else’s cock but his.

but you know it’s all a fucking lie. what a pathetic piece of shit. fucker needs to be put in his place, so the next morning, right before he wakes up, you find secure cuffs for his wrists and ankles from somewhere in the house. he’s still sleeping but his cock is throbbing under the thin fabrics of his boxers, leaking precum at the tip. you mouth at him through the boxers first, and then you pull him free and take his whole cock into your mouth.

he wakes with a groan, tugs on the handcuffs. how fucking pathetic. fitting for you, you say, lifting off his cock. he’s incredibly hard, his hips bucking involuntarily, looking for the warm wet of your mouth and his mind is muddled, foggy, can only think about cumming. you drugged his drink the night before, just an aphrodisiac. he had a lesson to learn, and you had to teach him, all means necessary.

you jerk his cock— he moans and tugs at the cuffs— until his balls are tight and he goes light headed from how much blood is pumping through it, keeping it big and heavy. the veins pop angry and blue and purple, throbbing in your hand. his cock is as much of a drooling mess of precum over your fingers as is he is— head rolled back, lips parted, panting and begging you to drag your hands on the underside because that’s all he needs to cum. you don’t, because he forgot to say please, so instead, he says your name in prayer as his eyes goes crossed when you let your spit dribble down your chin and slide onto his sensitive cock head. you love watching him like this, love watching his body spasm and jerk at every touch, watching that his stupid fucked out face and that stupid fucked our brain trying to ask for something he won’t get. his whimpers are starting to sound like crying, voice climbing in pitch. his skin is flushed so, so, so pretty, you tell him this, between scolding him and asking him who’s the one begging to cum now? who’s the one that’s desperate? im going to tell the others about how utterly embarrassing you are.

he knows his answers to these questions, cries, me, me, me, I’m desperate to cum, please, ma’am, please— please don’t tell the others, please please, i’m sorry— and then suddenly your hand are wrapped around his throat and he knows he just fucked up. his eyes are wide, taking in your pissed off and disgusted face, and he can’t help but almost cum from how ashamed he feels. his dick throbs against his stomach, but you keep your eyes on him. i wasn’t asking, you stupid pet, you spit in his face. and that name, his favorite name that you use to put him into his place— it’s enough to make him go over the edge with fluttering eye lids as his mouth falls open, panting like a dog and making broken vocal sounds as his hips go taught and he cums. his head feels like there’s a million stars in there wanting to burst right out of his cock, and his cock needs friction while he cums because even though he’s cumming it isn’t isnt enough to get rid of the aphrodisiac that makes his balls aching to cum again. he looks at you, a whimpering mess with tears in his eyes, begging with them for you to do something, to make this go away, please I need to cum again, he says with his hazel irises.

you take mercy on him, he seems to have learned his lesson— you grip his cock in your hand an pump once, and like that, he folds in on himself as much as his bound limbs let him, a cry forming from his chest as he cums a second time, this time so much incredibly harder than the first that he almost goes unconscious twice throughout it. his eyes are white, he can’t even breathe, hips and cock twitching into and in your hand as you smear his cum over his sensitive tip. eventually his chest fills with air, but his face looks like he'd been properly fucked in the ass even though you've only used your hands and mouth. so pathetic.

when you’re done with the fun you’re having with him, you leave him there, bound to the frame of the bed slick in his own sweat. he learned his lesson, so after a few minutes, you come back with a glass of water and some fresh snacks from the kitchen. you take his bruised wrists and ankles out of the cuffs, massaging the cuts and kissing them better, cuddling him as he stirs awake from his sex haze. you kiss him, remind him that he’s yours, you love him, but firmly tell him he has no place lying about who’s desperate in the bedroom. he nods his face into your chest, tears welling in the corners of his eyes that you kiss away, whispering in his ear that you love him all the same. his arms wrap around your waist tighter, muttering that he loves you too, thank you, thank you, thank you ma’am, i won’t do it again.

#this was stuck in my head for a while #i needed an outlet for my dom tendencies #should i write a part 2 to this?#smut drabbles #vax smut #vox machina smut #sub!vaxildan #fdom!reader #vox machina #vaxildan #reader x vax #vax critical role #smut fic #vax my beloved #darker smut #aftercare #dubcon

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