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teamatsumu · 6 months

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kinktober 2023 -> day 16

daddy - miya osamu x reader

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A sizzling noise broke through the relative quiet of the kitchen, accompanied by your out of tune humming. The smell of spice filled your nose and made your mouth water slightly as you swerved the vegetables around in the pan. It felt almost nostalgic to be doing this, considering you hadn’t cooked in quite a long time. You never had to, your boyfriend took care of that almost every day. And you were beyond grateful for it. You didn’t like cooking, and you weren’t too good at it.

But recently, things had really picked up for Onigiri Miya, with Osamu on the verge of opening a new branch in central Tokyo. His hours had been long and strenuous, and he came home later and later. You had decided to lessen his load as much as you could, which included taking over some of his home chores and the kitchen duties. Of course, it would be nowhere as good as Osamu’s expert cooking, but it was one less thing to worry about for him.

And while your food wasn’t great, it’s not like it was inedible.

You were brought back to the present when there was a click and the door squeaked open, signaling Osamu’s return. You smiled and turned back to the pan, waiting for him to make his way into the kitchen. You listened to the sounds of him toeing his shoes off in the genkan and sighing heavily, making your smile falter. He was probably tired as hell. He really needed to slow down a bit.

“Hi baby.” Your words were laced in affection, turning to look at your boyfriend as he lumbered into the kitchen, his cap bunched up in his hand while the other ran through his dark hair. He deposited the cap on the kitchen island, making a beeline for you and wrapping his arms tight around your waist from behind, head digging itself into your shoulder.

“Tired?” You asked rhetorically, feeling at ease with his hands finally on you after a whole day of being apart. Osamu hummed, reaching out to the knob for the stove and turning off the fire.

“Hey-” Your protest was cut off when Osamu lifted his head enough to lay a small kiss on your neck, his lips moving up to tickle the shell of your ear.

“I appreciate the gesture, babygirl,” he whispered, large hands squeezing your sides. “But there’s somethin’ else Daddy really wants right now.”

Your body reacted instantly, like it always did when Osamu used that word, and you could feel as he pushed his hips into your ass, that Osamu was ready to go. He was already throbbing, so hard against the swell of your ass that it made your breath stutter. Your lips parted when Osamu started placing the smallest kisses over your skin, stopping at the collar of your shirt to trace his tongue along its edge, biting at your shoulder a little. You felt your mind muddle, your pussy throb with need, your eyes glaze over and you slipped, straight into the role that you and Osamu had crafted together for you.

“W-what does Daddy want?” Your voice was husky and small, pushing your hips obediently back into the erection in Osamu’s pants. He hummed in approval.

“I wanna taste my baby.” He whispered back, fingers slipping into the waistband of your shorts. “Then I want my baby to lay back and take as many loads of Daddy’s cum as she can.”

You clenched hard around nothing, feeling yourself grow wet at the thought. Miya Osamu had many talents, and one of his best ones was how well he ate pussy. With the kind of mood he was in, you were certain he was going to leave you a whimpering, drooling mess.

And you were right, half an hour later, you were wailing at Osamu to stop, your cunt overstimulated beyond belief, your thighs covered in your juices, legs shaking, Osamu humming into your clit as you came again, wetting more of his face, his jaw, running down his neck, while he remained completely unbothered, holding your legs apart with an iron grip, tongue and lips working over every single part of you with a desperation you hadn’t seen in him for a long time. Osamu was often tired when he came home these days, but you didn’t know there was a kind of exhaustion that could lead to this.

By the time he resurfaced, tongue running hungrily over his coated lips for any remaining taste of you, you felt he had transferred all his exhaustion to you, leaving you boneless and numb, pussy tingling and clenching like mad. And yet, you still wanted more. You whined and reached for his shoulders, trying to pull him closer with your shaky legs, yearning for his cock to fill you up just the way you liked it.

“Daddy,” you cooed in your best voice, pouting at him. “Can I have your cock now, please? I’ve been a good girl, haven’t I?”

Osamu hummed, a little smirk lifting one corner of his mouth as he played with a strand of your hair, damp with sweat. He tucked it behind your ear so tenderly it made your insides squeeze. Leave it to him to be romantic at a moment like this, with your legs spread open around his waist and his cock gliding over your weeping pussy.

“Ya’ve been so good, babygirl.” He affirmed, making you close your eyes and bask in his praise. “Takin’ it like a champ. And now ya want my cock, too? Daddy’s really spoiled ya, haven’t I, princess?”

You whined and nodded, hips jerking up instinctively, to which Osamu grabbed your thighs, pushing them up until you were bent into a mating press. Your breath hitched, realizing just how rough this was about to get, and the thought nearly made your eyes roll back. And when Osamu finally filled you up, when his dick carved its way into your walls, hitting parts of you that made your toes curl and your chest squeeze, you understood exactly why he wanted to do this after a tiring day at work.

Osamu sighed as if a load had just been lifted off his shoulders, draping his torso over your body until you were unable to move, rendered motionless to just lay there and take what he gave you. It filled you with a primal satisfaction, being at his mercy like that, just taking what Daddy gave you, trusting that he would take good care of you. As he always did. Especially when you two were like this, when he felt overwhelmed and wanted to take control, he could come home and take care of you, reassure himself that he was still good, that he was capable of handling things, and protecting those he loved, and as he fucked into you, thrusts harsh and rough, listening to you whine about how good it felt and how he did it just right, Osamu felt like he was whole again. That he was himself again. That he could do this.

“Daddy ‘m gonna cum.” You babbled out, crying and weeping at how good his cock felt plowing into you over and over again, how your insides were melting and caving, fluttering around him, ready to fall apart as soon as he told you to.

“Good,” he rasped, face flushed red and hips picking up the pace even more, the sounds of skin slapping against skin growing even louder as Osamu’s breaths grew irregular. He was on the verge of cumming, and he wanted to do it with you. “Come on, baby. Cum all over Daddy’s cock. And take his cum while yer at it.”

And so you both allowed yourself to fall apart, you allowed Osamu to fuck his load into your tiny hole, spilling over and running down your ass until it met the floor. You let your nerves fire up, pushing and tugging until you were breathless and overstimulated, until you had gone completely limp in Osamu’s arms, not even registering the fact that Osamu was as hard as ever, still fucking hard into you and showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. Not that you were protesting.

Afterall, you let Daddy do whatever he wanted.

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aizawalovesme · 7 months

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⭒ 𓍢 LUSTOBER 2023

⟡ Overstimulation with König. ꜛ

MDNI I will call your mom !!!!!

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Cw & Tws /// Overstimulation, No pronouns, Overuse of pet names, no use of Y/N, semi brat reader, female reader, might be slightly out of character, dyslexic writer who uses autocorrect, dom könig, könig gets embarrassed because he doubts himself, semi sub reader, "brat taming", reader humps königs thigh, a lot of cursing, I was listening to old animation meme sounds (not at all important I just wanted you to know this), google translate is used !!!,

Notes /// ummm. . . Did I put this off until 2am on the 5th? ....no........... anyways !!!!!!! I'm such a slut for Valeria she could call me a bitch and I would get down on my knees and apologize. Also I've never written smut before so feedback is appreciated!?!!!!!?!?!?!

König looks up at you as you whine, walking into his office. He has been back from work for about a month. He cocks an eyebrow under his mask as you come up to his desk, standing right in front of him. "What is it, Liebling?" He asks in that sweet honey tone that makes your heart melt and thighs clench.

"I want attention.." You mumble, leaning into his shoulder. He hums at that. "Peculiar, isn't that, Häschen?" He asks as he continues to do his paper work. You whine again and he takes a deep breath, then sighs. "On." He says as he leans back.

"what?" You ask with furrowed eyebrows. He looks you dead in your face and blushes lightly, feeling embarrassed. "You. On my lap. You can stay here until I finish working. I shouldn't be long, Liebling."

You sit on his lap, legs on either side of him as you lean your face into his neck. He picks back up his pen and continues filling out his paperwork. You sit still for a while, ignoring the ache in between your legs. When it begins to be too much you squirm, needing some friction.

He pats you on the back, "schatz, quit squirming gonna fuck up my hand writing." König says with a tone that makes you fucking clench. You stop and he goes back to work. You sit still for as long as you can until it aches.

You grind into his thigh lightly. You bury your head into his neck as you grind harder. He glares at you, "Quit." He commands. You mumble an apology and stop. He continues writing.

You really try not to, but feeling his semi-hard brush against your clit with one of his hands on your ass, massaging the skin lightly, makes your hips involuntarily buck against his cock.

He glares down at you as he slams his pen down on his desk. You feel your cheeks go red as you apologize into his neck, trying to explain that you couldn't help it. He chuckles and takes you off of his lap, causing a whine to leave your lips.

He turns you around so you're facing the same way as him and pulls you back onto his lap, semi-hard poking your ass as he takes off your shorts, leaving you in just your underwear. You whine as he spreads your legs on his lap, massaging and tying with your thighs.

He works his way to the hem of your panties, and slides one finger under them, toying with your slick cunt. You groan in pleasure, having expected to be toyed with and left for your own afterwards, like his usual punishments.

He pulls your underwear all the way off, leaving your bottom fully naked. You shiver as the cool air hits your wet pussy. He starts to circle your clit with one finger, and slides a hand up your shirt to play with your perky nipples. He watches as you get so worked up, and slides his fingers down to your cunt, now two rubbing up and down.

He brings his middle and pointer fingers to your mouth, "Suck." He says and you comply, circling between and around his fingers as you lightly gag. He takes his wet, warm fingers down to your cunt and slides one finger all the way in with no warning.

You moan at this, he adds another and you feel so full. Your hips buck as his other hand circles around to your clit, middle and pointer circling your clit as he starts to fuck into your pussy at such a mean pace..

He feels you begin to clench and he starts to suck and lick and bite on your neck. You feel that knot building deep in your stomach. You moan louder as he begins to circle your clit faster. You moan as you feel an orgasm rush over you, eyes rolling at how deep königs fingers are.

He doesn't stop, even as you squirm. He lifts you up, finally taking a brief stop as he puts you on the edge of the table, legs spread as he gets down on his knees and pulls up the top half of his mask.

He begins to lap at your clit like a starved man. You moan as your hips jerk, still sensitive from your orgasm. He pulls something from his bottom desk drawer that you can't see due to your eyes rolling as he circles your clit am fast, then he stops. You look down through teary eyes and see a toy, specifically the long vibrating dildo he bought for punishments.

He starts to slip it into you after lubing it up, and goes back to eating your clit. You see stars before it's even a third of the way inside of you. Your eyes roll as he pushes the rest into you, pulling it almost all the way out before slamming into you. He created a steady pace all while absolutely devouring your clit.

You moan and lay back against the desk. He uses his free hand to slide your shirt up and toy with your nipples. You feel the knot building and it snaps just as fast, Cumming all over the toy. König doesn't even stop. He doesn't even slow down. You moan and whimper and cry as he pushes you comfortingly, brushing your hair out of your face as he stops playing with your sore nipples, then goes back to doing what he was, hand on the other nipple as you feel the same knot building in your stomach.

König can just.. tell. You feel him go even faster as the knot snaps, leaving you sobbing.

And if he helps you bathe, brushes and washes your hair, cooks for you, and carries you around all night, that's your business .

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firerose18991 · 6 months

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The Graveyard Shift

A/N: TeeHee happy halloween

Info: multiple people x reader (Jean, Armin, Eren), abuse of power, Vampires~~~, Set in a 90’s horror movie setting, Fan-girl syndrome, age difference (because they're vampires🤠), bisexual themes 👉🏽👈🏽(my boyfriends kiss), cunniligus

Wrd cnt: 3k

Minors DNI

Your kitten heels clicked along the damp city streets following the warm glow of the theater lights. The smell of rain and asphalt kicked into the air with each car that passed you by. It was the perfect night for your concert. Positively horrifying, no decent young lady would find herself going out at this hour unaccompanied. But your favorite up-and-coming band had finally gained a big enough following to have a mini tour across a few cities. Naturally you couldn’t miss the chance and bought tickets for you and a friend. But something always comes up to derail your plans and you found yourself on a train to a new city just for a chance to see the performance all by yourself.

But no one would think you looked out of place after all, it was Halloween. It was a chance to be something different just for the night. So you wore the tightest, sexiest, Most-shows-boobs-est vampire costume you could find. Hair, nails, makeup, the works. The furthest thing from what you were in your little day-to-day office job. Along with a concert the band was doing an exclusive meet and greet with the winner of a costume contest set to take place some time during the concert. You’d be damned if you came all this way, and looked as good as you did, to not win that spot.

You arrived at the concert hall and punched your ticket. The concert was taking place in the small bar section of the theater. They were an older group and thus had more mature fans, you'd half expected to be the youngest person there tonight. A small crowd had already gathered waiting for the show to start. You did feel a bit out of place seeing all the wacky costumes people had shown up in and thought maybe you should have dressed a bit more practically for a concert, however small it was. But when the frontman of the band, Eren, stepped up onto the small platform you knew you made the right decision.

He was wrapped in leather, wheeling a coffin onto the stage

“Mortals, Welcome” he said chillingly into the mic. “The moon is high in the sky, tonight we will lull your minds into a completely powerless state and one of you will be claimed as our dinner.” He struck a powerful chord on his guitar and quickly picked up into the first song of the night.

The coffin flew open and almost like being levitated the bassist, Armin, lifted out joining in song. Finally the curtains in the back of the stage pulled back to reveal the drummer, Jean.

Indistinct whispers bumbled throughout the crowd as the performance flew off. Even for an initial song you could tell whatever they had planned for the night would be incredible. You moved closer toward the stage followed by many others to get a spot as close to the performance as possible. The night took off and you were transported by the music only ever brought out of your trance whenever there was a chance for your eyes to meet Eren’s. He was so close you could touch him, you don’t know how you still had the resolve to hold back after all this time.

You stood on happy eggshells the whole concert just waiting for your moment. Hours of melody washed over your body.

“Alright I know what you're all waiting for…more drinks! next rounds on me!” he was met with a confused cheer. “I’m joking! I didn’t know my audience was a bunch of zombies tonight.”

“Let's see those costumes!” Jean yelled from the back, striking the symbols, the crowd riled with the same enthusiasm.

You made your way to the line forming by the steps to the platform and waited to step up. The curtains were drawn back to conceal the band once more. Each contestant went in front to show the audience before stepping behind the curtain to meet the band and receive a judgment.

Each person that stepped up received a few reactions from the crowd and after they met with the band, exited from behind the curtain with a number in hand.

When it was your turn you stepped onto the stage, glowing in front of a sea of people. You earned wild wolf whistles from the crowd followed by hollers and applause. You did a small curtsy before stepping behind the curtain. You hadn't accounted for the small step between the front of the platform and the back and as you stepped through, lost your balance in front of the band(your tail end was probably also seen by the audience)

There was no catching yourself in time, you flopped straight down, only having time to shield your face from the floor.

"Oh wow" someone snickered at the back

You got up with a groan, you were already mentally beating yourself up for being so clumsy.

"Are you alright?" Someone said approaching you.

Armin offered out a hand to you and pulled you like you were weightless from the floor.

"Thank you" you said, feeling the tears already well in your eyes.

His hand traced up your arm. He tugged your dress back in place over your shoulder and bra that had popped out with your tumble. He then proceeded up your neck lightly pulling your chin to face him.

"Are you hurt?" You looked up at his chiseled face contorted with genuine concern.

"I'm okay" you sniffed "Just embarrassed." You brushed away a small tear.

"Well you look stunning. Don't worry about it." Armin put his arm around you and walked towards the rest of the band.

"Hey love birds." Jean jeered, earning him a snack on the shoulders from Eren.

"What's your name?" Eren slithered up beside the side of you that was unoccupied. His hand rested on your bum giving it a firm slap before doing so.

"Have some class" Armin pulled you closer into him and away from Eren.

"I'm just having some fun, don't hate me for it. Your costume is nice." He drawled while scanning you up and down with his eyes.

It made your body flush, though you were unsure if you should appreciate his compliment.

"Thank you." You unconsciously leaned more into Armin.

"You gonna show off the costume?" Jean piped up from the back of the stage

"Oh um" you gingerly separated yourself from Armin and stood on your own.

Jean whistled "Now I know what the fuss was about. She might be our winner." He grinned devilishly showing off some extra sharp canines.

"Why don't you hang out with us until this contest is over." Eren guided you further onto the back of the stage to have a seat

"Over here sweetheart." Jean motioned you towards the drum set he sat behind.

He pulled you down onto one of his lap

"Wouldn't want you falling again." He lazily wrapped an arm around your body.

You tried to turn to pout at him but his arm was difficult to squirm under.

The trail of contestants that succeeded you waited for your emergence from the curtain. Finally Armin poked his hand out from behind the curtain signaling for the line to keep moving in its natural order. You awkwardly watched as the remaining contestants came through the curtains and showed their costumes to the band and received a number before exiting again.

You suddenly felt anxious for them to show you off in front of the whole crowd after sitting there receiving side eyes from each contestant that passed.

“Don’t stress too much, this'll only take a minute.” Armin said as the last person cleared the stage.

“Wasn’t I supposed to go down and come back on stage?” You asked.

“Well if they have a problem with it they should’ve picked better costumes. How’d a kid get our theme better than the rest of them?” Jean jostled you playfully.

“But I-" Before you could finish your thought the curtain was beginning to open.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for coming here tonight in your finest and grandest. Unfortunately, there can only be one winner of the night. May I present to you, the Vampire Queen!" Eren presented you to the audience still firmly wedged under Jeans shoulder now walking you to the front of the stage.

You'd become appreciative of the support as your knees felt like they'd give way to touch any second.

"You're doing great." Armin joined the rest of you on center stage and patted you on the shoulder.

The crowd cheered beneath you, though some whispers made it to the stage about the "slutty" costume. They concluded the concert with your presentation and of course free drinks for the night.

You were led out the performer's exit, the roadies moved their equipment out to the tour buses. You were left on the sidelines while they directed them. The crisp fall air wrapped around you and you shivered from your place on the sidewalk.

"Sorry to leave you hanging sweetheart, let's head inside." Armin's voice flushed your body with warmth.

Again you were tucked under his arm being led to the bus. It was an odd place for a meet and greet but with the small venue they likely weren't working with much. Armin sat you down on a plush couch in the common area before stepping back out. You sat back and sighed, taking some of the pressure off your feet.

"Anything for the show?" Eren entered the bus next, taking notice of your deflation.

"Hm?"

"Your costume. Looks great but it can't be comfortable. Anything for the show right?" He sat next to you offering a cool beverage from the kitchen that you accepted.

"Heh, I bet you know all about that." You sat up a bit, some of your twisted hair fell out of its styled bun after a night of being held back.

"Someone's gotta peel off all this leather." He slipped onto the couch. "I'd be happy to give you some tips." As he was beginning to pull you in closer to him the door to the bus opened.

Jean and Armin busted into the vehicle. They took seats near you and Eren moved to kneel down in front of you. You felt whisked away by the scene of it.

“Well this isn't your average backstage experience, we like to leave a lasting mark.” Eren kissed the back of your hand. “With your permission of course.”

You hadn’t realized how deep into the vampire act they were.

“Sure” You giggled.

“Wonderful.” Eren took your hand and flipped it over to kiss the soft side of your wrist.

His lips lingered on the area until it began to tingle. All you saw after that were growing white fangs puncturing into your skin. You stiffened from the shock of it. You were only able to nervously whimper and look to your side. Armin’s hand came to your face and pulled your head to lean on him.

“You’re doing so well.” he cooed.

You stiffened more feeling Jean sniff around your neck. There was no pain but watching Eren continuously drink from your wrist made you feel faint. A whimper escaped your lips and Eren dislodged from you. He lapped at the wound left behind furiously. Armin pulled at his hair to get him away

"Don't worry I know my limits." Eren sat back on the floor watching your dazed face and Jean's fangs getting closer to your neck.

They pierced through, this time there was a hint of pain and pressure. Your breathing picked up from the fear and proximity.

"Easy there, she's feelin' shaky." Eren still held your trembling wrist.

Jean unlatched after a few more seconds of relishing. You turned to Armin in fear, expecting him to do the same. He leaned toward you, all you saw were the white fangs peeking out of his mouth. But you were met with his soft lips.

"That didn't hurt, did it" He teased

You shook your head meekly. Though the experience was shocking to say the least, you hadn't felt any pain from start to finish.

"Now let's see how we can serve you." Armin, despite what his frame would indicate, was strong enough to hoist you from the bench and into his lap.

You sat facing Jean and Eren teary eyed and still a bit scared.

"Let me know if they're bothering you." He placed a reassuring hand on your hips.

"Sorry for the rough treatment, just couldn't resist you anymore." Jean swiped his tongue over his previous bite mark before suckling down to your collar.

He moaned faintly with each point of contact, overtaken by your sweet scented blood. You watched as Eren spread your legs. He peeled away the thong you wore to make the outfit look its best. A sound emitted from the back of his throat as he rolled the stringy covering down your legs. All the while you'd felt Armins hands caress your curves or give you an encouraging pat on the ass. Eren dove to taste you.

After a little while you tentatively moved your hips to match the pressure of Eren's tongue, now swiping through your folds. His lips enveloped you with teasingly light suction. Armin ran his other hand down Eren's hair and pulled your thigh up to give him better access. Eren's tongue slipped flush against your walls, causing you to tighten around the muscle. As you moved in tandem with Eren you began to forget your woes.

When Armin's lips ghosted on your neck where Jean had bitten, all you felt was the warmth of his breath as his teeth sunk into you. Your mind was hazy. You reached a hand up to caress Armin's chin as he gorged himself. He almost couldn't stop himself after seeing how divine you were. But surely there was more to savor.

As Eren finished you on his tongue Armin dislodged and cleaned your neck. He hummed at the sweet drops that prickled out for a while.

"Let's move somewhere more comfortable."

Jean picked you up and brought you to the bedroom at the back of the bus while the other two composed themselves. He placed you on the bed, contemplating whether or not he wanted to leave the costume that was struggling to contain your tits on or off.

"Mm I don't know if one night will be enough to enjoy ourselves." Jean reached down to his pants zipper as it strained to contain him.

"Then let's use our time wisely." Eren draped himself on Jean's shoulders and slithered a hand around him to unzip the leather get up.

Armin laid on his side next to you. He traced on your abdomen and watched you quiver through the leather.

"Hurry up while she's still interested." Armin half scolded the two after seeing Eren begin to tease Jean through his briefs.

He nipped at Jean's earlobe before letting him proceed between your legs.

"It'd be a shame to ruin this outfit." Jean made his decision.

The metal zipper of your dress was pulled down slowly and everything spilled into place. You'd earned some excited hums from Eren as the corset and skirt were removed from you. The cold made you shrink into yourself. Armin and Eren, who had taken residence on your other side, pulled your hands and legs away to give Jeans access to all of you. Your whimpers were met with praises and the promise of warming up soon.

"Are you ready my Queen". Jean looked at you genuinely, his hands remained on your skin as he waited.

Something stirred in your form this action and the heat flushed straight between your legs.

"I'm ready." It came out more as a breath but he got the gist.

Jean started with his fingers slowly at first. He worked you up through the ever growing puddle in the mattress and Eren's left over spit. Your stomach churned burning for something to satisfy. Jean only hummed as his fingers pressed dulcet patterns into your walls as he worked. Armin's hand was running along your stomach.

Jean used his unoccupied hand to start peeling down his leather pants. Eren took to whispering filthy nothings in your ear. Your toes curled against the mattress before Jeans had even entered you. He withdrew his fingers and Armin handed him a condom.

Jean slipped on the protection and positioned himself between your folds.

He was oh so tender as he pressed into you. You arched up from the bed, satisfaction spreading through your limbs as he delved further. Armin and Eren fondled your soft chest as you heaved from the growing sensations.

"Fuck, spread so well baby girl. Y'know just how to take me." Jeans husky voice had your stomach curling itself inside you.

Your breath caught more of your voice with each exhale until small mewls came from you. Jean rolled his hips, pulling the pleasure out of you.

"Mmm there." You moaned when he'd hit a particularly tender spot.

He pushed to hit it again. You trembled and squeezed around him. Your orgasm clawed through you, it took a bit for you to come down from it. Your body melted into a puddle of limbs when it was all over.

"I hope you have the appetite for more."

More fangs and lust clouded your night till sunrise.

A/N: hot dog I've been working on this since last Halloween🤪

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tiredlilguy · 7 months

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[DILFTOBER] [NSFW] [CURRENTLY ON PAUSE]

lost? main masterlist page. / welcome page.

desc: yo, in fashion of october being every writer/artist's time to shine and crack out daily to weekly stuff, i am joining >:D this october for me is going to be dilftober (with my fav dilfs). this is only going to be an event for this month, and i will be pumping out five fics this month! masterlist will get updated accordingly on this one as well as their respective fandom lists... i hope you enjoy :O below is what to look forward to~

key: scenarios - [s] layout goes like: [character]|[kink]|[title]

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WEEK 1 (starting off like i usually do... with a stormbringer character ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) iceman|size + food play [s] WEEK 2 kento nanami|overstimulation + breeding + sensory deprivation [s] WEEK 3 shouta aizawa|bondage [s] WEEK 4 oda sakunosuke|virginity loss [s] WEEK 5 lucifer morningstar (obey me!)|edging + decryphilia [s] (BONUS!) WEEK 6 kishibe (chainsawman)|waxplay + orgasm control + h*nd h*lding [s]

enjoy ;) ya filthy animals

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psychedelic-ink · 2 years

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kinktober '22 ║ XX

pairing: javier peña x steve murphyx f!reader x horacio carillo

genre: smut, minors dni

word count: 2.1k

summary: after another day of being unsuccessful in catching escobar, you offer the boys another way of relief.

warnings: foursome?? gangbang??, oral (giving/receiving), rimming (receiving), fingering (vaginal/anal), spit as lube, double penetration, for the sake of this fic no one is married, handjobs, alcohol consumption (everyone is aware of what's happening reader does get a little bit tipsy tho), creampie

a/n: this has been haunting me since I first started watching narcos, and kinktober is the perfect time to write such filth so yeah, this is dirty, also so much fun to write-- enjoy xx also this was supposed to be less then 1k words

MLISTS . LIBRARY. TAGLIST . KINKTOBER '22

You dreamt of it before but never expected it to actually happen.

It’s late. Very late. Everyone has already returned to their homes and to their families. Meanwhile you –having absolutely no one except for Steve, Javier and Colonel Carillo– are cooped up in the Colonel’s office, all four of you on edge for having Escobar slip from your fingertips once more.

Javier is the one to pull out a bottle of whiskey that he hides in the drawers of his desk.

“For rough days,” he’d said. “And today has been a rough one, wouldn’t you guys agree?”

The liquor burns at first, but at the second glass it goes down easier, the burn not something that you look forward to. By the fourth one you’re still aware of your surroundings and who you’re with, but you have that certain buzz in your veins, warming you up from the inside out that makes you giggle constantly.

“Well she seems gone,” Steve muses, tilting his glass to his lips and swallowing the rest.

“I’m not!” you exclaim, sticking your bottom lip out. “I’m totally fine, don’t ruin this for me Murph,”

Javier is sitting next to you, you feel him shift, his fingers slowly starting to scratch the back of your neck. You lean into the touch, the ticklish sensation making you keen and ache for him. He’s a flirt, you know this, but that doesn’t mean you didn’t enjoy it from time to time. You hear Carillo’s soft chuckle, his chest trembling as he rolls the glass between his fingers. You meet his glance, a soft smile tugging at his lips when you do. With a heated face, your eyes trail down his body. He’d opened up the first three buttons of his shirt, giving you a delicious view of his chest. It’s unprofessional but you had to admit you oogled him from time to time, wanting to squeeze those magnificent pecks since the first day you met him. He must’ve noticed your looks, he startles you by clearing his throat and you find yourself curling further into Javier’s heat with embarrassment.

“Cute,” he hums, his eyebrows raised. However his smile never wavers.

“We should head home,” Steve suddenly says, oblivious to the tension crackling between you and Carillo. “It’s late and we need to get here early tomorrow,”

You’re devastated when the other two agree, Carillo already heading to grab his coat and Javier making a move to get up. Without a second thought you hold him in place, your fingers wrapped tightly around Javier’s arm. His gaze drops to you, surprised and confused. You can’t let them leave. You just can’t. Not when your arousal is pulsing between your legs, heat licking your skin, begging for them to ease the flames.

“Don’t,”

Your voice cuts through the air like a bullet, Carillo and Steve both freeze at your tone, six pairs of eyes glued to you. You let out a stuttered breath, not really knowing what to say or how to go about it. Luckily Steve fills the silence with the obvious question lingering in the air.

“What’s wrong, bird?”

“I think–I think we shouldn’t go home…not–not yet,”

Javier relaxes back, his arm sneaking around your waist and pulling your flush against his chest. You see a smile cheating at his lips, eyes sparkling with understandment.

“And why shouldn’t we? Do you want something from us?”

Fuck, you can’t handle the teasing in Javier’s voice. Your heart is about to burst through your chest.

“Maybe…we can have some fun?” you swallow thickly around the knot rapidly forming in your throat. Carillo closes the door. “It’s been a hard day. We–We can unwind? If…If that’s alright?”

Steve’s grin is wide when he meets your gaze, he playfully nudges Carillo in the shoulder, and in return Carillo gives him the most offended look he can muster. It makes you giggle, Javier’s grip around you tightens.

“I think we should be asking the Colonel,” he muses. “It is his office after all,”

Carillo doesn’t answer, instead he struts towards the blinds and closes them, the sound reverberating within the somewhat small office. You haven’t realized the breath you were holding until he turns to you and Javier, his gaze locking with yours.

“Just in case someone decides to show up,”

Everything happens so fast after that. You find yourself stripped naked on all fours, Javier is behind you, eating you out in the most enthusiastic way possible as Carillo lays underneath you, his shirt now fully unbuttoned while his tongue dances across your tits. A moan ripples from your throat, taking full advantage of this Steve inches closer, his cock firmly in hand, he nudges your lips with the tip, a dollop of precum staining them as he pulls back.

“Can I?”

You stick your tongue out, looking up at him between eyelashes eagerly. You spread your fingers across Carillo’s broad chest, you can’t help but squeeze them as Steve pushes in between your lips, cock throbbing against your tongue. However, you gasp away when Javier pushes two fingers inside, his tongue moving up to tease your asshole. He groans into you, fingers digging into your thighs.

“Fuck you taste so good baby,” he rasps, a series of slurps following. “Do you think you can take two of us?”

“Prepare her well and she can,” Carillo chimes in from between your breasts, his large hand cupping the side of your left tit. His gaze finds yours, softening in an instant, the change in mood makes your clench around Javier’s fingers. “Isn’t that right, amor?”

You nod as you move towards Steve’s cock once again, taking him halfway into your mouth, you feel Javier’s tongue pushing through the tight muscle, your body tenses at the unfamiliar penetration. Steve’s thumb brushes the side of your cheek, pulling your squinted gaze up to face him. He’s looking down at you softly, a small smile on his lips. You’ve never seen him look at you like that before. It makes your heart beat even faster, your insides a flurry of emotions.

“Relax sweetheart, Javi will take good care of you– And if he doesn’t we’ll kick his sorry ass,”

Much to your surprise, Javier doesn’t retort, instead he hums and wiggles his tongue forward, curling his fingers at the same time. Stars burst across your vision, and before you know it the tip of Steve’s cock is touching the back of your throat. You swallow around him, hungrily swirling your tongue around the tip. He lets out a strangled noise, he pulls his hips back and thrusts forward, his thumb still delicately caressing your taut skin.

His precum coats your tongue, at the same time Carillo draws your stiff nipple into your mouth, teeth gently nipping the sensitive nub. A muffled shout vibrates around Steve’s cock and his hips stutter forward, burying more of himself down your throat. Javier continues to fuck you with his fingers as he pulls back, your hear him first, then feel the wetness across your gaping hole. Your insides clench around his fingers and he inhales a sharp breath.

“Looks like someone liked that,” he teases. “I’m going to loosen you up with my finger now, alright?”

Looking up at Steve you nod, he turns to Javier and does the same.

“She’s good, you can go on,”

And he does.

You’re surprised at how much you feel with only one finger inside of you. The stretch of it makes you squeeze your eyes shut, eyebrows knitted together as you breathe heavily through your nose. Steve’s thrusts trail into a soft roll of his hips, allowing you to breathe.

“She’s so tight,” Javier grunts, pulling his finger out and slipping the same finger past his first knuckle. A whimper falls from your lips. “–mierda,”

Carillo looks up to you with a questioning gaze, a look that goes unnoticed by you. With an idea shaping in his mind, he sneaks a hand down between your bodies and begins to draw quick circles around your clit. Arousal pools between your legs, slick dripping down your thighs and his fingers. Your mind spins, body burning as you start to bob your head up and down Steve’s length. His fingers slide to the back of your head, blunt nails scratching your scalp. With the help of Carillo, Javier soon slips a second finger, then a third– Sweat coats your skin, a tingle running up and down your spine again and again. You moan around Steve’s cock, his balls laying heavy on your chin, spit dribbles down the corner of your lips. Carillo moans into your skin before pulling away from your tits.

“Do you think you are ready for us?”

“Y-Yes,” you say, throat already sore. You stroke Steve’s cock as Javier positions himself behind you, slotting his length into where his fingers were not moments ago. Carillo aligns himself with your throbbing sex, the mushroom tip fitting inside of you nicely. A mewling gasp tears away from your lips. “Fuck–”

You feel like you’re about to burst at the way they fill you up, you continue to stroke Steve’s cock with enthusiasm, your grip tightening around his length. He lets out a shuddered breath, his head falling back as he shallowly thrusts into your fist. When Javier and Carillo start to move in tandem with each other, you fear that you might black out at any given moment. Every thrust knocks the air out of your lungs, uncontrollable moans and a string of curse words etched into your lips as they fuck themselves deeper into you. During all of this, Steve’s cock finds its way back between your lips, fucking your mouth as the other two claim your from the inside.

The noises that echo within the office are down right sinful. Steve is more silent then the other two, Javier being a tad bit more verbal than Carillo. Javi calls you every pet name imaginable, praises and good girl’s falling from his lips as he pounds his hips into yours. With a half-ear you also hear Carillo but you hear only Spanish, not a clue of what anything he says means. He grabs your breasts, squeezing them while canting his hips into yours. Your cunt flutters around him, your insides squeezing them both. You moan around Steve’s cock, he throbs and twitches on top of your tongue.

Heat pools in your lower stomach, folds soaked with slick. Your orgasm breaches you suddenly, all your muscles seizing as you gush around Carillo’s cock. The sounds you make are muffled thanks to Steve’s cock, the men inside your groan with unison, you can feel both their cock’s twitching, ready to burst.

“Where should we cum?” Javier asks, and Steve pulls out of your mouth momentarily.

You take heaving breaths, pleasure overwhelming and still tickling your skin. Still, you manage to answer.

“Inside–” you gasp. “I want all of you inside,”

Carillo groans, his hips stammering. You hear him whispering out a fuck before fucking into you with impeccable strenght and speed, Javier hisses behind you, his cock throbbing. He can feel the other man moving inside of you, making his balls ache with the need to release. You swirl your tongue around Steve’s cock and suckle on the tip, he’s the first one to go, cumming down your throat in thick ropes. You swallow around him, moaning at the taste.

The corners of your vision turns black when two men fills you to the brim, most of it spilling outside as they ride out their orgasms by fucking their spend deeper into you. Your head falls onto Carillo’s broad chest, your mouth decorating his pecks with wet, open mouthed kisses. Their thrusts slows down into a halt but they remain inside you, Steve disappears for a moment and comes back with a glass of water, he presses the glass rim against your lips. You drink eagerly, most of it spilling down your throat and landing on the colonel’s chest.

Javier pulls out with a groan, not forgetting to place a fleeting kiss at the small of your back. You shudder at the feeling, you feel Carillo’s lips at the top of your head.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, you hiss when you feel a paper towel at your backside.

“Sorry,” Javier says, sounding genuinely apologetic. “The colonel doesn’t have spare towels in his room,”

“I have shirts, you can use one of those. Don’t hurt her,”

A small chuckle parts from your lips. “It’s fine, I just wasn't expecting it,”

None of you returned home that night, lost in each other's bodies until morning came.

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paperbag-prncss-writes · 6 months

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From Tirol with Love

König x F! Reader

(Read Here on AO3)

Summary:

Callsign Moon and König are on a mission in the mountains. The change of weather forced them to hide out in a hut. Eventually one thing lead to another and they were blowing their steam off.

It is cold. So bloody cold. The blond woman pulled her balaclava further over her nose, so she could protect her face from the freezing air, which felt like cutting her skin. The bright reflection of the sunlight on the snow-covered mountain was almost blinding her. Quickly she tucked her ski goggles back to cover her eyes.

It was early February, the snow was fresh and it was a windy day. Under other circumstances, she would have never gone skiing on a day like this. However, today they are in a hurry. When KorTac received the mission to catch up on a target, who was planning to flee from Italy to Austria over the Alps, they quickly need to secure a possible route, so they could catch up on him.

It was her colonel König who formed different teams to find new routes over the glacier, after an avalanche last week made it impossible to cross the borders by the known route. König himself wanted to cover up the route over the Weißseespitze via ski. As a partner, he picked one of the sergeants, Call sign Moon. After working under König’s supervision for two years Moon was confident on skiing, but the cold always hits her hard. She could never get used to it.

Two clicks confirmed Moon’s boots are securely attached to the skis again. She grabs the ski poles tight and patiently looked at König, waiting for further instructions. She is glad her balaclava hides her grin so well, because she could not stop rolling her eyes when she sees him. He looks so ridiculous. Normally, at the base, he wears this stupid black shirt over his face, but here on the mountain, he really choses to wear a white shirt over the face, so he could blend in with their snow camouflage? Like the balaclava would not cover his face enough already? It looks just like a negative from what he usually wears. This man really put some afford into his outfit. She would have never guessed he is so vain.

König took a last look on his GPS before he gave Moon a nod. “Are you ready? We need to go 3km west - downhill.” Moon slides closer to him, “Yes, ready when you are.” König gave himself a push with the ski sticks to slide down the mountain. He leads the way down, close to the original route. Moon was right behind him. She could not see a difference on why the old route would not be passable anymore. She could only trust König in what he was doing. Suddenly he stops, Moon stops right beside him. He was almost half a meter taller, she lifting her head so bad to meet his gaze. “Did you hear that?”, he asked. Moon tried to listen to any noise, but the only sound she could notice was the wind, howling deep. “No, what do you mean?” König was silent for a brief moment, trying to find more of the noise he heard. “It was a thunder. Looks like it could be another avalanche somewhere. We need to find shelter.” Moon’s stomach turns. This was the worst-case scenario. Her mind went almost blind if König would not have pulled her back into reality. “There is a mountain hut close by. Follow me.” He started to slide further down and Moon was close behind him. Moon was focused on every little noise while she slides close behind him, not like she could change anything about the situation, but there was nothing else she could do.

Just as König promised, they arrived at the mountain hut shortly after. They entered it immediately only to see the last time it might have been used was a while ago. It was a bit dusty, but still cosy somehow. Moon was happy to take she skis off her boots and stomps on the wooden floor. König moves around and checks if they have everything they need for the moment, “There is a bit of wood, so we can light the fireplace.” He slides his feet out of the heavy boots, so he can move around better. Moon just turns around, “What do you mean? How long are we staying?”. König chuckles, “As long as we need to. At the moment it’s not safe to go out.” The cold floor sends him shivers up the body. He piles up a few logs of firewood and lights them on fire. While watching the fire to burn higher and take over the whole log, he started to undress himself. Taking off the jacket and hanging it over a chair, facing the fireplace, so it can dry. He sits beside the fire and waits for it to warm him up.

Moon could not stop starring at him. König in his compression clothes was a hell of a sight. She knew he worked out, but his body was looking good in this tight shirt. Quickly she brushed this thought off, he was her Colonel after all. She got out of her jacket as well. The place was tiny, so it did not take long until her eyes catches a book. She flips the pages and reads a few entries. It’s the guestbook wanderer left when they passed the Alps and seek shelter at this hut. Moon looks out of the window and wonders how peaceful this hut could be, if there wasn't an avalanche threatening at the very moment. She did not even realize when König was suddenly standing behind her. He was massive compared to her. A thunder caught his attention. His eyes piercing the area trying to find the place where it was coming from. The echoes made it hard to locate. His reflexes worked to quick. Before Moon could even notice, his hand was on her waist and he pulled her over, “Away from the window!”, he screamed. He could move her over so quickly, like it was nothing. The snow masses dash down the mountain, only hundred meters away from their mountain hut. The thunder was threatening, but it was a close call. Moon grabs to the next thing to hold herself, but it was his chest. His body felt hard, no tense, but his warmth was comfortable… Moon blushes and stumbles, “Th… thanks, Sir.”

The shock gave her body shivers. She sits on the bed and tries to calm herself, while König sends an emergency call. They would need to be rescued from the mountain, the snow masses are not safe to enter. After a while, König turns to her, mounting so intimidating in front of her. “They’ll try to send a rescue team tomorrow at sunrise. The weather is changing right now. We need to stay here over the night.” Moon nods and pulled her knees in to keep her body warmth close. If they wait this out, they will need to safe resources. It is not the first time Moon is rescued out of a mission, but this time the threat isn't human.

König puts another log in the fire before takes a seat by the window. “Try to get some sleep, Moon. You’ll need some stamina when we make it out tomorrow. I take the first watch.”

Moon rolls her eyes. Why would he take a watch anyway? It's not like they would expect any human enemies any minute when an avalanche just rolled past them. Maybe it is just a soldier habit to have a watch over sleeping teammates. Or maybe it was, because this hut only has one bed.

Moon only keeps her compression clothes on and rolls over on the bed, facing the wall. With all the gear off she only recognized now how sore her muscles felt. The tension could finally wash off. Yet, she was not tired, but wants to use the time to relax at her best. She closes her eyes and listens to the cracking of the wood in the fire. Her breath got calm and the room gets darker.

Eventually König came to the conclusion there is no need to keep a night watch. He figured Moon was asleep regarding her calm and relaxed movements. He tries to be as calm and slow as possible to sneak under the blanket. Of course Moon noticed the sudden movement on the bed, “Oh, sorry Sir, is it my turn already?”. She wanted to get up, but König puts a hand on her shoulder and pushes her back into bed. “Negative. There’s no use watching the pitch black darkness. We’re safe here. Let’s get some rest.” Moon turns around again. She tries to play it cool being in one bed with her colonel, but there is nothing they could change about this situation. König was trying to get comfortable in the bed, but it was a difficult task regarding his massive build and the additional person in the bed. After rolling around a few times he found a position, that was ok for him, resting his hand on Moons shoulder. Moon was feeling her cheeks blushing. As much as she tries to act it professional, but she could not ignore the feeling of his body pressed against her back any longer. It was making her nervous. It’s been God knows how long since somebody touched her and she could not lie, but König was feeling way too comfortable. If… there was not a growing stitch on her bum. She considered for a moment, if she just wants to ignore it, or speak up, but decided it is better to get it off her chest. “Colonel… please tell me that’s a pistol you took in bed with you.” König chuckles, “What? A soldier like you shouldn’t be afraid of heavy weapons.”

Moon folded. She was not prepared for him being so cocky. But after all... he still has a nice body and she was touch starved. Did she get him right, or was her imagination running wild with her at the moment? She did not even notice her body reacting to him. König came even closer so he could whisper in her ear, “You should know I can feel you clenching down there.”. He gently slides his big hand down her back till it stops at her waist and draws little circles. Moon was glad the room was dark and she was facing the wall, otherwise he would notice her blushing so bad. “Sorry, Sir... it's just... haven't been touched by anyone in months...” she stuttered. It was a lie, it was even longer now - years maybe. The grip in his hand was growing stronger, he pulled Moon closer in. “Oh? Isn't that exciting?”, he whispers with a smirk. His hand carefully slides under Moon's shirt. His fingers traced the curves of her waist, like he was testing the waters.

His touch sends shivers over Moon's whole body. She bites her lip in anticipation where this behaviour would lead to. König's hand slides further up till he cups her breast. “Is this like you remember it?” Moon holds her breath. “... similar.”, she pressed out between her teeth. While his fingers continued massaging her breast and playing with her nub, his other hand grabs her hips tight and pulls her into his lap. “Want me to remind you how it's like?”

Moon cursed his name in her mind, whimpers is all she lets out, once she feels his big cock pressing against her bum. “Sorry, I didn't hear you, little one.”, König whispers in her ear. “...yes.” she muffles in her pillow. “That's better...” His hands started caressing her tights. Even through the fabric of her compression pants, she could feel his hands being to gentle on her. Eventually he pulled her in on the waistband of her pants. He was getting more demanding. Moon answers with desperate whimpers. He pulls her pants off, giving himself more access to her to feel her soft skin. His hands slipped so easily between her legs, feeling her heat, sweat moisten her skin. Moon moans and bites her pillow to dampen her noises, when his fingers reached her slit – tracing her puffy lips up and down before he circles her bundle of nerves in a slow pace. “What's that? Already so wet?” One finger enters her, he growls, feeling her sucking him in so easily. He pumps his finger in and out while his thumb rubs her clit in circles. “You're really desperate, aren't you?” “Please...” “Please what, Hasi?” “I need to feel you...” König was knuckles deep in her, feeling her gummy walls clenching, desperate for him to feel. He inserted a second finger, stretching her, making her feel full. “Look at that... you're doing so well.”

König moves around, grabs her waist and turns her on her back. He hovers on top of her, squeezing the flesh of her tights. “How come, you didn't let anyone touch you for so long?” Moon gets hold on the waistband of his pants and pulls him closer. “There was nobody I liked.”, she said seductively. König gives in and rubs his cock over her swollen clit. “But you like me?” It was more of a statement than a question. Moon only nods, biting her lip to swallow her moans. König pulls down his pants, letting the tip of his cock trace her slit up and down. Her juices coating him so well. He presses his his cock slowly into her pussy, carefully not to hurt her – he wants her to get used to his size. “Slow, and gentle... you're doing so well.” Moon takes a deep breath in, feeling him stretching her so wide. Her nails digging deep into his shoulders, pulling him closer. König notices her eagerness, her pussy sucking him in, but he wants to go slow on her. “You listen to me, Hasi. I want you to get used to me, feel me. And when you come, you scream my name.” Moon wraps her legs around his hips, rolling her eyes back as he goes in even deeper.

König thrusts in and out in a slow but steady pace – his hands pinning her hip into the bed, giving her no chance to move. He enjoys the cute little noises Moon makes under each thrust way too much. It encourages him to go a bit faster, his thumb rubbing over her clit. He feels her pussy clenching around him. “That's it, Hasi. Taking me so well. You're amazing.” Moon's legs started shaking, he hits her g-spot just too good. Being so touch starved didn't help much, König was pushing her right to the edge. “Come on, Hasi. I know you're close. Come on my cock, let me feel that sweet pussy sucking me in.” It only takes two more thrusts to push her over the edge. Her core was pulsating, trembles washing over her body. “Fuck, yes König! Yes!”

König couldn't hold it any longer, her pussy was choking his cock. He painted her gummy walls all white. He is almost collapsing on her. His head laying on her shoulder as he whispers, “Actually, it's Lukas.” Moon smirks, “Alright.... Lukas.” “So, was this like you remember your last time?” “No... this one was better.”

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hornyhornyhimbos · 6 months

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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨: 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐬'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

What is up, my fellow sluts and whores? Well, other than the obvious 😉

Sorry, anyway, it has been a hot minute since I have posted on here (apologies on my end, my brain is fried lol) but today I'm here to change that! I have put together some good ol' slutty fanfics for you guys to indulge in. Candy's not the only treat you're getting this year 😌

As always, this celebration is not limited to just this account. There will of course be SFW fics on both @reidsaurora and @honeysuckleharringtons if those tickle your fancy as well!

▪︎ October 25th:

Steve Harrington 🕯 Pitchin' A Tent?

In which Reader and Muse try on their old scouts uniforms in hopes of using them for Halloween costumes.

▪︎ October 26th:

Aaron Hotchner 🕯 Michael Myers and Chill

In which Reader and Muse completely abandon their horror movie in favor of more desired activities.

▪︎ October 27th:

Jonathan Byers 🕯 Love Potion No. 9

In which Reader and Muse accidentally consume a serum of desire and have to find some way to rid themselves of their pent up feelings.

▪︎ October 28th:

Luke Alvez 🕯 Seven Minutes In Hell

In which Reader and Muse are paired for a game of 'Seven Minutes In Heaven' at the office's annual Halloween Party.

▪︎ October 30th:

Eddie Munson 🕯 Oh, Bite Me!

In which Reader proceeds to tease Muse in a haunted house.

▪︎ October 31st:

Spencer Reid 🕯 It's A Scream!

In which Reader and Muse simply cannot wait long enough to take off their costumes after a long night of keeping their hands off each other.

mutuals! feel free to share the sluttiness!

@dungeons-are-too-cold @rupsmorge @reidsbookclub @writer-in-theory @serenity-lattes @foxy-eva @reidselle @battymunson @reputationmunson

celebration post art: me!

halloween dividers: @firefly-graphics

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myliteralhyperfixations19 · 2 years

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kinktober Day -Breeding

warnings: missionary | Dirty talk | Breeding | a touch of praise and degration

wc: 980

a/n: Might be a new favorite.Enjoy! And Let me know what you guys think. No character again so use your imagination but if you need some help check the tags. ;)

it all started a month ago. When your loving fiance asked you if you were ready to have a baby with him. Stating his baby fever hit an all time high and you guys were ready. You answered agreeing with him, ready to have a little boy or girl running around. the idea had crossed your mind over the years, while you were not married yet, you were gonna be and you guys had been together for years already.

All month he talked about it,bringing it up every time the two of you saw a baby. All of that leading up to now,his hands under your shirt rubbing your stomach in soothing circles. It was a typical Saturday night for the two of you just simple tv watching in bed, when he asked the question.

“Canfuwetrynmysnow?” his muffled voice asked, it was late and his faced was buried into your stomach with his hands still rubbing.

“I have no idea what you just said babe” you giggled,looking at your fiance as your hands started to caress his face on your stomach. He sighed happily before repeating himself

“Can we try for a baby now please?”

Your eyes widened and you looked at him in disbelief. “Why?”

“I think we're ready and I want you to have my babies” he mumbles into your stomach, his nose rubbing against the valley of your clothed breast.

“Okay,”

“Okay?” he shoots up with a look of disbelief on his face.

“ You can knock me up, I'd be happy to have your babies.” You smile at him,having already thought this through. You grabbed his hand and put it on your stomach. “Fill me up”

He stared at you for a second before his face broke out in a wide smile. He placed his lips on your neck, giving you soft kisses before he began to suck and bite roughly,leaving marks for you to admire tomorrow. Snaking one hand down he rubbed your pussy. his fingers collect all the wetness that had formed on your entrance, due to his prior teasing, and bring them to your clit..Soon his fingers changed pace, starting to rub your throbbing clit faster. You whimpered, your hips pushing into his hand wanting him inside you already.

“so fucking wet,” Hewhispers lowly into your ear, a slight hint of pride in his voice. Knowing that he could get you this riled up with just touching your soft body, made his cock throb in his sweats.

“Fuck, please, fuck me.” You begged.

“Does my pretty slut want my dick already?” he asked, nipping lightly at your neck.

You nod your head vigorously, letting him know how bad you wanted him. He smiled at you, almost laughing at how quickly he could turn you into putty in his hands. He grabs his hard cock out of his sweats,already leaking with precum from touching you. He then positions himself at your opening. you‘re so wet for him, but even then you still squeeze around his dick when he pushes into your warm cunt, only getting tighter the more he continues.

“F-fuck, your so big”you whimper as he fills you up and stretches you out. The slight sting that you feel hurts a little, but it’s a good kind of pain. one that you always enjoy.

“Yeah? God im gonna fuck you so full of my cum baby. Tell me how bad you want it.”

“I want it so bad, I want to make you daddy, i want your babies,” you can hardly think with him inside of you, it just feels so fucking good already. You close your eyes and just enjoy the way his length fills you up so nicely. He grabs your hips and starts slamming into you,burying himself deeper into your dripping cunt, his breathing shallow and moans quiet. He moans loving the way your pussy sucks him in, and as he gets louder you getting wetter. You just love hearing your man be just as lost in you as you are in him.

he brings the hand that’s holding your hip to your jaw, hooks it into your open mouth as his middle and ring finger press down on your tongue, saliva pooling around your lips and dripping down your chin.

“s-so close,. oh my god,” your breath hitches, as you moan out and a little bit of tears leak from eyes.

“me too, baby. gonna fill you up with my cum, just like we want”

A few more thrust of your hips has you cumming all over him, white hot pleasure spreads throughout your entire body. Soon after his thrusts become erratic as he gets closer to his climax. He groans only being able to give a few more hard thrusts before he came too, filling your cunt to the brim with his cum and pressing his cock into you as much as he could.

“You did so good for me,” he says, kissing your forehead lightly. Both of you take a second to breathe before moving. He moves out from between your legs and lays next to you. Reaching out an arm and pulling your bodies close.

“I can't wait for you to be pregnant, starting our little family.” He says placing a kiss on your lips.

Curling into his chest, exhausted you respond, “I can't wait either.”

#eren jaeger x reader #bucky barnes x reader #tony stark x reader #fic recs #fic prompt #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #kinktober #smutober #ftm breeding

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mortal-mayhem · 2 years

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♡.¸¸.·Drugging·.¸¸.♡

Smutober - Day 2

Warnings: Smut, fem-based reader, aphrodisiac, slight overstimulation, rough sex, etc.

Notes: Just so you're aware going in, this is fully consensual! Wukong and Reader are an established couple who've had discussions of Blanket Consent before.

Usually, Wukong's and Mk's dialogue would be orange. But, for easy reading, Mk's will be yellow instead.

ㅤ

You let your mind wander as you scrubbed the plate in your hands. The window above your kitchen sink gave a pretty view of the night sky, the artificial lights of Megapolis on the horizon.

Living outside of the city was nice. You had perfect privacy, and plenty of space, and the quiet was always nice. It didn't take too much for your friends to visit, either.

With that said, nothing could have prepared you for the sound of something crashing outside your home.

You jumped, nearly dropping the plate in fright. Turning around to face your front door, across the kitchen and living room, you froze.

After a few seconds, nothing happened.

Maybe you were more tired than you thought? It is pretty late. Deciding you should hurry to bed, you turn back to your sink.

Only to let out a yelp as the door slams open.

"MONKEY KING, NO-!" You heard, but before you could turn around arms were wrapping around your waist and a tail around your thigh. You tensed in surprise.

"Peeeeacheees~," the monkey slurred his speech, resting his chin on your shoulder. He rubbed his cheek against yours, a dumb grin on his lips, "I missed yooouu~"

"I- Wukong??" You stammered, trying to pull away from his embrace to turn around. It didn't work, "Not that I don't want you here, but what's with the sudden visit? And the crash?"

"Oh my gosh, I am SO sorry!" Mk, who had chased Wukong inside, spoke from behind you both. You heard him struggling, then felt the monkey's grip on you grow tighter, "He just flew off and I kept telling him to leave you alone but he wanted to see you so bad and I'm so sorry about your yard-"

"Okay, okay!" You laughed, placing the half-washed plate in the sink. Instead of pulling away, since that didn't work last time, you decided to sort of shuffle around until you were able to see. Wukong let you, opting to shove his face into your neck. He was letting out a deep rumble.

Over his shoulder, you saw Mk still struggling to pull the king off of you. He wasn't making any difference.

"Now-" You started, making the successor look up at you with guilty eyes, "What's going on?"

ㅤ

It's a good thing you're used to the shenanigans these two get into by now. But, even so, you'll still never be prepared for this monkey's dumb decisions.

You sat on your couch- Well, really it was Wukong who was on your couch, with him forcing you to sit on his lap. He held you close, his face stuffed into your neck while his tail lazily traced up and down your thigh. The situation made your face warm, but you kept your cool as Mk explained, sitting across from you in your 'granny chair'...

Mk, being as animated as they are, threw his hands in the air as he spoke, "And instead of asking what it was, he just- took it! AND DRANK IT!"

Wukong had decided that his student deserved a treat and took him to a village not too far from here. After going around the shops for a bit, they ordered some food.

It was then that an older woman in a cloak approached them, offering a special drink. Mk was suspicious of this, but the royal was sure of it is fine. Something about how the drinks they had there were the best for fun.

Mk didn't take the drink, but Wukong did. And by the time the monkey had downed the drink, the woman was gone, so he didn't get to ask what it was.

"So.." You started, trying to readjust yourself into a more comfortable position. The king whined, upset that you were trying to move, "He's.. drunk?"

"No- At least, not just that," Mk sighed, standing up. He walked over to you both, poking the top of the king's head until he looked up with a pout, "See?"

You looked at the royal inquisitively, blinking owlishly. Noticing your gaze, Wukong happily stared back with half-lidded eyes and a lovesick smile. Where his pupils should be were pink hearts, and he had a blush dusting his cheeks.

"That's.." You trailed off, eyebrows furrowing in worry.

Mk breathed out, nodding.

"He wasn't even talking... Not until he got here, at least."

You three sat in silence for a few minutes, save for Wukong's.. purring?

"... What do we do-?"

ㅤ

After a few failed attempts at getting the monkey to let go of you, you and Mk decided he'd go look for help while you kept an eye on the king.

"I don't think he'll be going anywhere," the boy had laughed, watching as his mentor snuggled into you.

ㅤ

So here you are, stuck in your living room with a lovestruck monkey that won't let you go.

You would've put something on TV if you could reach the remote, but it's on the table and Wukong doesn't want to let you out of his grip for anything.

He's focused on nuzzling his face into your neck right now, making you giggle from his fur tickling your skin. This seems to encourage him, making him purr louder and his tail thump against your leg.

Sadly though, your back was starting to ache from sitting in the same position for so long.

"Sunshine," You cooed, grabbing his attention. He looked up at you, one of his sharp teeth caught on his lip. You snickered, leaning up to rub your nose against his, "Not that I don't want you to- But if you're going to hold me for so long, why don't we lay down?"

In the next moment, you were on your back, faster than you could process. You stared wide-eyed up at him as he hovered over you.

He began to pepper your face with kisses, making you giggle and blush. And as he trailed his lips down your neck, settling his head on your chest, you brought your hand up to his head to gently scratch at his scalp.

You stayed like that for a while, thinking nothing of his fidgeting. It was when you heard his breath growing faster that you looked back down at him.

"Sunshine..?" You called, hearing him whimper in response, "What's wrong, baby?"

He shuffled, breathing heavily as he pressed his crotch into your leg. Oh.

You felt his hardness quickly growing against you, shuddering as he looked up at you.

He let out a low growl as his eyes darkened, the pink hearts shifting to a deep red. He slowly lifted himself above you.

"Wukong.." You breathed, face warm.

He brought his hips down onto yours in an agonizingly slow grind, making you whimper. You felt his cock straining against his pants, pressing into your warmth. You tensed, placing your hands on his shoulders.

You try to speak, but before you can his lips are pressed against yours.

His hand reached up to gently grip the back of your head, grinding into you as he kissed you, deep and passionate.

You closed your eyes, kissing him back gently. And as you pulled back for a breath, you felt a change.

Your body began to feel warm. Your legs were shaky and your eyes rolled back. You heard him chuckle, his teeth pressing into your neck now. His free hand slid down your body and to your shorts. He licked and sucked your neck, making you feel lightheaded. When did you get so sensitive?

You felt his fingers slip into your underwear, teasing that sweet little bundle of nerves. You let out a quiet moan as you felt his fingers grow slick with your arousal. Your eyelids fluttered, lost in the feeling of him. It's like everything else in the world disappeared, leaving just the two of you.

And the king lifted his head, watching as your pupils changed shape with each blink. He grinned at the feeling of your thighs clenching around his hand.

"Sweet peach.." He cooed, and your attention snapped to him.

"Sunshine.."

Your voice was shaky. Your body felt so hot, so weak. His fingers slid down your heat, using his thumb to play with that sensitive nub. He circled his index finger around your entrance.

You whined and whimpered as his finger slowly pressed into you, and he chirped in delight. Your back slowly arched, your toes clenching. You felt so sensitive like you were already teetering on the edge.

He pressed another finger into you, one of your hands flying down to grip his forearm.

"Fuck, fuck.." You breathed, legs shaking. With a curl of his fingers, you saw stars.

Your back arched as your mouth opened in a silent scream, your mind going blank. You couldn't think about anything but him.

He watched with a lovesick gaze as you came undone, smiling sweetly. His tail slowly swayed behind him in delight.

You didn't come down from your high right away, still feeling the waves of pleasure course through you as he pulled his fingers out of your shorts.

He started as the pink hearts in your eyes faded to red at the sight of him licking your slick off of his fingers.

ㅤ

Fingers latched onto clothing, pulling it off and throwing it to an unknown corner of the room. He pulled you into his lap again at some point, back facing him as his cock slowly inched into you.

His hands trailed up your body, balancing on his knees as his tail, wrapping around your waist, lifted you up and down on his dick. He teased and tweaked your nipples, cock twitching in desire at your noises. He wasn't quiet, either, groaning and growling as he felt your warmth wrapped around him.

He felt you tighten around him as you came once more, licking up your neck as you squealed. He didn't stop his quick pace, not even as he felt himself fill you up with his cum. He fucked it all back into you, throwing you on your side and lifting your leg over his shoulder.

Time and time again, he brought you to completion on his cock. On your back, folding you in half. On your knees, face pressed into the cushions. He fucked you with an animalistic urge, leaving you crying and begging for more each time.

It wasn't until the fifth time he filed you that he slowed to a stop.

He had you held up by your knees, dropping you up and down on his dick in time with his thrusts. His head was resting back on the couch, eyes closed in pleasure as he listened closely to your sounds. You don't know how many times you've cum by now, losing count after 4.

His cock hit so very deep inside of you in this position, making you moan and cry out. Your eyes were rolled back into your head, tongue hanging out of your mouth. Until now, you always thought those faces were an over-exaggeration. Now you know better.

His tail squeezed around your wrists, holding them behind your back to keep them out of the way.

You felt yourself reaching that peak again, babbling nonsense as your love growled. He twitched inside of you right before he held you still, keeping you in the air as he rut his hips up into you at a rough, quick pace, pushing you over that edge.

And as you clamped down on him in your ecstasy, his cum shot up into you again. Your voice was hoarse as you cried out, body shaking and twitching.

And finally, slowly, he gently slid you down to settle on his cock, keeping him warm as you both basked in the relief.

Your breathing gradually eased into taking slow deep breaths, exhaustion finally taking over your body.

"Fuck.." You heard him finally speak with a sigh, his tail carefully releasing your wrists. He set your legs down, opting to wrap his arms around your waist instead. He leaned forward, nuzzling his face into your hickey-covered neck.

"Thank you, baby.." He cooed.

He slowly lifted you off of him, watching as his cum poured out of you. He sweetly shushed your whimpers, moving you into his arms bridal style.

"Let's go get cleaned up, yeah?"

He gazed into your eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours. The hearts were quickly fading from his golden hues. You could only hum in response, too tired to talk. He chuckled, pecking your nose.

ㅤ

After a long bath and an explanation, which included his several apologies, you were resting with him on your couch once more, newly clothed and clean. He took it upon himself to pick up your discarded clothing for you.

Turns out, that little drink he had was a lot different than he remembered. It used to just bring out the wild side in him. He figured that, since he had someone to call his own now, it reacted much differently.

You didn't mind, you told him. You'd both already talked about blanket consent, so you weren't worried. Maybe just plan next time.

"Next time, huh?" He grinned, arm wrapped around your shoulder as you leaned into him.

"Shut up.." You grumbled, cuddled up in the blanket he got you. You snuggled into him as he chuckled.

You both jumped as the door slammed open, a slightly roughed-up Mk standing in the frame.

"It took me several hours and a lot of side quests-" He panted, smiling tiredly as he held out a box of... Tea?

"But I finally got an antidote!"

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #sun wukong #lmk x reader #lego sun wukong #lego monkie kid x reader #lego monkie king #lmk sun wukong x reader #sun wukong x reader #lmk wukong #monkie kid wukong #lmk wukong x reader #wukong x reader #sun wukong smut #lego monkie kid smut #lmk smut #smutober #aphrodisiac

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kokonutcrunch · 6 months

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little do you know im into this

Little do you know im into this- Ghostface!Billy Loomis x reader

“You can see me?” You asked, glancing around your house with the house phone tucked snuggly against your ear.

” ‘Course I can, doll. Blue really does wonders for you.”

His cocky tone made you scoff as you glanced down at the baby blue pajamas that clung loosely to your skin.

You hummed, twirling the phone cord with your finger. "who is this?"

”Who do you want it to be, doll?”

The low, raspy voice asked softly. His tone was filled with confidence and amusement, despite the fact that he was on the other end of the line.

"Hm.. i dunno~" you leaned on the counter the phone was connected to, finding some kind of fun in the conversation.

"How about you play a guessing game with me, doll?" His tone remained playful and light. There was something about his voice that made you feel at ease, almost as if he were the one doing you a favor.

"I'm sure you could figure me out in a flash~"

You laughed softly to yourself. "Alright then... is it one of my friends?~"

Guess number 1

"No, but you're getting closer~"He chuckled as he spoke, taking a deep breath before he continued. "You're gonna have to work a bit harder, doll."

"Hm... someone ive met in the halls at school?~" you asked, hopping onto the counter you were leaning on and sitting on it.

Guess number 2

"Mmm, warmer~"His tone shifted, adopting a more flirtatious edge as he spoke. "You're almost there, doll. I believe in you~"

You were pretty sure who the mysterious man was by this point.

"Hm.." you thought for a moment, wondering who you knew was weird enough to do this kind of thing to someone. "Billy Loomis or Stu Macher?"

Guess number 3

"Ding-ding, you got it right. Billy Loomis. You're getting the hang of this already~"

He laughed softly, his tone still maintaining its playful edge.

You giggled, "do i get a prize?~" your finger twirling the phone cord once more.

"You absolutely do~" The man's tone shifted for a second, growing more serious as he spoke.

"You get to keep talking to me." He laughed softly. "That's an award in and of itself, doll."

"Youve been watching me for a while, right? Why dont you come on over? Im friendly~" you swung your feet back and forth, phone pressed snuggly against your ear.

"Ah, a little flirting in the morning, huh? I think you know what I'm here for, doll~"The man chuckled softly, shifting his tone to an even more playful edge.

"But if you really wanna invite me over, that's fine by me~"He snickered. "I am curious to see what you look like without those jammies on."

You giggled, leaning back slightly on the counter. "I can show you if you hurry~"

"Mmm, I just might have to take you up on that."He laughed loudly.

"I'd have to see what's underneath those jammies first, though." His tone was as playful as it was flirtatious.

"You want me to take them off right here?~" you laughed softly, messing with the thin strap that held up the pajamas on your shoulder.

"I mean, it would make your invitation that much more tempting~" He chuckled softly, taking a deep breath as he spoke.

"You'd get me to rush over in no time~" His voice still had that edge, that tone that shifted between flirty, teasing, and almost sinister.

"You can see me, right?~" you grabbed the string and slowly started to move it down your shoulder, revealing some of your chest.

"I can see you, doll." Billy watched you slowly move the strap down your shoulder, his sharp green eyes staring right at you.

As you exposed your chest, Billy made no move to stop you from continuing. The man just watched, his voice still maintaining that flirty tone.

"Good~" you switched the phone to your other hand and started to move the other string down, exposing more of your chest.

"You're making this difficult for me, doll."The man chuckled.

"Keep that up and we'll have to get together right now."As you exposed more of your body, Billy could be heard breathing heavily on the other end of the line.

"Thats my plan Billy~" you giggled, messing with the pajama top more and revealing more of your chest.

"Is that right?"The man chuckled again, his voice filled with both amusement and something else. "Looks like I have a reason to rush over right now."

As you exposed your chest, Billy could be heard breathing even harder on the other end of the line.

"Excited?~"You teased, continuing to slowly strip your pajama top.

"You could say that~"Billy chuckled softly as you continued to remove your pajama top.

"Do you have any idea what this is doing to me right now?" He asked softly, his tone slowly growing more desperate.

"Why dont you come over and show me? Hm?~"You stopped the motion of removing your pajama top, teasing him further.

"Mmm, I think I just might." Billy chuckled softly, his tone shifting as he continued to speak.

"Don't you worry, doll. We can continue your little game after I get over there~"Your teasing only served to amplify his arousal, his desperation. He was beginning to pant on the other end, his voice becoming raspy again.

"The doors unlocked and no ones home. Ill be waiting~"You twirled the phone cord with her finger again, crossing one leg over the other.

"You won't have to wait long."Billy chuckled softly, his arousal reaching new heights as he spoke. "Be right there, doll~"

Not even giving you time to react, Billy hung up, causing the phone to ring for a moment before the line went quiet.

And without any time to react, you quickly heard a sharp knock on the door. You laughed to yourself and hopped off the counter.

Walking towards the door, you opened it.You opened the door to reveal none other than Billy Loomis himself, sporting an adorable smile on his face.

As he looked at you, Billy's dark brown eyes widened."Well hello, doll." He chuckled softly, looking you up and down. "Looks like you're not wasting any time~"

"Not at all~" you giggled, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him inside. A wicked grin spread across his face as he crossed the threshold, his eyes fixated on the sight of your exposed chest.

"I think I'm gonna quite enjoy this~"He chuckled, his tone still filled with that flirtatious edge.

You closed the door and locked it, walking over to the couch in the living room and making Billy sit on it, placing yourself on his lap. You rested your chin on his chest and looked up at him with half lidded eyes and a small, seductive smile.

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SHOULD I FINISH THIS?🤭

#The spirit of halloween possesed me to write this #MEOW #Billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #Billy loomis scream #Kokos ips(in progresses)#smutober #I cant finish anything i start #Ghostface #Ghostface billy #Billy loomis smut #Fem reader

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aizawalovesme · 7 months

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⭒ 𓍢 LUSTOBER 2023

MDNI I will call your mom !!!!!

⸼ ⭑ aizawalovesme 2023 only on tumblr

October 7th :

⟡ Overstimulation with König. ꜛ

cw/tws : in post

https://www.tumblr.com/aizawalovesme/730577690652999680/%F0%93%8D%A2-lustober-2023-overstimulation-with?source=share

October 12th :

⟡ Gunplay with Ghost. ꜛ

cw/tws : Gunplay, N/A

October 16th :

⟡ Knee/Thigh Grinding with König. ꜛ

cw/tws : N/A

October 19th :

⟡ Edging with Ghost. ꜛ

cw/tws : N/A

October 25th :

⟡ Clit Rubbing with König. ꜛ

cw/tws : N/A

October 30th :

⟡ Accent Kink with Ghost. ꜛ

cw/tws : N/A

October 31st :

⟡ Roommate sex with Ghost and König. ꜛ

cw/tws : N/A

Hello !!!!! I'm going to do a Lustober this year !! I'm pretty new to writing smut. My bf is away so I'm deciding to do this to pass time!! I'm autistic and my spintrest is Ghost and König so that's all I'll be writing for so I can stay motivated!!

#konig smut #konig mw2 #konig cod #konig x reader #smut #lustober #smutober #smutty fanfiction #simon ghost riley #ghost #simon riley x reader #simon riley

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rotten-hearts-sharp-teeth · 7 months

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"Bound by wild desire... I fell into a ring of fire"

I couldn't decide which version to post so you get both.

'Toxic Love' October prompt featuring my Hellsing OC Sabine and the Captain. There will be a NSFW follow up to this later in the month 👀

#my art #hellsing #hellsing ultimate #hellsing oc #the captain #hans gunsche #sabine #werewolf #werewolf oc #fated mates gone wrong #alone wolf #smutober #hans and sabine #horrormance #size difference

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arewordsenough · 7 months

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Rated Explicit - 1.8k One Shot - M/M - Explicit Sexual Content

Summary: It's a very special day for Nolan and Brett. The McCall pack mating bite ceremony isn't quite what Nolan expected, but it will certainly serve to make the moment even more memorable.

Based on a prompt from one of my readers.

Featured group/pairing: Nolan Holloway/Brett Talbot

Key Tags: Mating Bite, Exhibitionism

The first SMUTober fic is here! The next two will be multi-part adventures first in Riverdale and then Teen Wolf.

#SMUTober #teen wolf fanfiction #gay smut #brolan #nolan holloway #brett talbot #my edit #my writing

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psychedelic-ink · 2 years

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*the banner (& mastelist overall) is heavily influenced by my dearest @inklore 's kinktober masterlist and I urge everyone to go and check her deliciously smutty list out 💜

— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ‘𝟐𝟐

hi lovelies! my favorite time of the year has finally arrived-- under the cut you'll find all the things I've written for this years kinktober, the list will be updated as we go, enjoy 💜

(🖤) indicates dark content/check trigger warnings

i made a taglist for kinktober which you can join but if that's not your thing you can simply follow my library blog and turn on notifs!

before reading anything please thoroughly read the warnings since some of them include heavier kinky scenarios

i won't be listing the ones i plan on writing as to not limit myself to a list and so I can change characters/kinks as i please and without worry. the fics listed below have already been written and scheduled to post

main masterlist

1 | me & mine: pero tovar x reader x ezra | double penetration

after coming to a new city, you find yourself in your hotel room with two unbelievably attractive men.

2 | marked man: pero tovar x reader | dry humping, squirting

despite the fact that you shouldn't, you can't help but continue to visit the prisoner that you still didn't know the name of. An unexpected visitor shows up.

3| daddy issues: matt murdock x reader | blood kink, boxer au

you're tired of seeing him getting purposefully beat up every night. matt tries to reason with you.

4| poison & wine: duke leto x reader x din djarin | spit roasting

the razor crest is low on fuel and din knows the perfect pit spot.

5| dear friend,: ezra x reader | phone sex, dirty talking

you've been friends with ezra for a while now. after talking on the phone and making plans to meet up tomorrow, ezra thinks he hung up. you can't help but listen in as he gives a woman you don't know the time of her life.

6| save tonight: frankie morales x reader x santiago garcia | cuckolding, degradation

frankie comes with you with a proposal that you're eager to accept.

7| river: din djarin x reader | dacryphilia

din likes it when you cry for him.

8| choke on flowers: dieter bravo x reader | cult, blackmail 🖤

dieter is a mess, but you enjoy being with him nonetheless. but things start to change when a friend of his comes for a visit.

9| careless: frankie morales x reader x jack daniels | lactation kink, titjob

you get hit with a drug that makes you lactate, frankie and jack are more than eager to help you out.

10| stupid for you: steven grant x reader | orgasm denial, brat taming, mirror sex

steven wants you to admit he's the best you ever had, as always you don't make it easy for him

11| one touch: javier peña x reader | somnophilia

you've been set on trying to convince javier to take what he wants, for him to let go and he finally does.

12| like that: modern!pero tovar x reader | knife play

there's a storm raging outside and you go down to the basement to look at a Pero's knife collection while he's gone.

13| loverboy: tom!peter parker x reader | choking, breathplay

you get trapped in your sweater, peter has a unique way of helping you out.

14| 3 AM: dbf!santiago garcia x reader | dry humping, quiet sex

santi comes to your room for a visit at 3 AM.

15| hit the road: jack daniels x reader | consensual noncon

It's late when you leave the office, you feel a pair of familiar eyes watching you.

16| heat waves: dieter bravo x reader | temperature play, food play

dieter wants to try something new.

17| is forever for you?: jake lockley x reader | corruption kink, sex toys

jake is always eager to teach.

18| no brakes: din djarin x reader | hate fucking

you have a bounty on your head, din takes the job.

19| tag, you're it: frankie morales x reader | pray/predator kink, gun kink

once a month you and frankie play a game.

20| after hours: javier peña x steve murphy x reader x horacio carillo

after another day of being unsuccessful in catching escobar, you offer the boys another way of relief.

21| pumpkin seeds: poe dameron x reader | sex pollen, outdoors

you and poe fin yourself on a pumpkin infested planet, however the flowers that surround them seem to be poisonous.

22| arise sun: william tell x reader | pussy slapping

William Tell is a dangerous man. You should’ve known better than to piss him off.

23| one more hour: marcus pike x reader | monsterfucking

you and marcus are asked to investigate an old manor that might have stolen paintings. however, due to problems with your schedule, Marcus heads there before you, getting himself cursed while investigating. You find him, or at least something that you think is him, at the manor two days later.

24| home economics: javi g x reader | voyeurism

Javi sees you naked for the first time which should be a good thing, but you have idea that he can see you through the window.

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