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thejujvtsupost · 6 months
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Getting fucked into sub space with Toji 👀
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GOOD LAWD ANON I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK- someone bring me the fainting couch asap 😩
Notes: F!reader, praise kink, sub space, proper bdsm etiquette, unprotected sex, overstim- honestly this is just horny. Sorry not sorry.
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“You got one more for me, don’t ya? I can feel you squeezing baby, c’mon.”
Three times. You already came three times and he didn’t care that he hadn’t come once. But that was Toji, he was a little obsessed with you. He was obsessed with making you come, seeing your fucked out expression when you clenched and fluttered around him like you were made to take his cock.
You whine, you wanted to respond but you can’t say much aside from your whimpers that vaguely sound like ‘please’- not that you’re aware you’re making any noise in the first place. He’s rubbing your clit in gentle little circles, a complete contrast to his unforgiving, near animalistic thrusts into your sweet spot. All you know is it hurts so good and you’re gonna be sore but the pleasure is otherworldly.
“Yeah that’s right baby, let it go. I gotcha, come for me. ‘Need that pretty little cunt of yours t’come on my cock. Fuckkkk-”
He’s spilling into you as you squirt, you actually squirted; something you’d never done before. Your brain wasn’t registering anything after that for a long time- or maybe a few minutes? It didn’t matter.
Toji stayed inside of you as he came down, you were still fluttering around him like you needed him to stay- he wanted to despite the light overstimulation he felt; but it was more important he switched his focus. You needed him to be responsible and take care of you in such a vulnerable state.
You were boneless, and Toji took pride in your inability to do anything. He sat against the headboard and pulled you between his legs to surround you in himself.
With your body laid against his chest, the water from the nightstand was brought to your lips. You were given a kiss on your temple with simple order to “take a drink baby” while he held the glass. Coming inside of you was a close second, but taking care of you like this was his favorite part.
“You did so good f’me, so good. Love you so much. Followed all my directions like a good girl.” He reassured you, Toji always whispers so softly when you’re in the clouds, he doesn’t want to burst your bubble or trigger a drop by being abrasive or loud. You trusted him with this side of you and he took it to heart.
“When you’re ready we’ll take a hot bath and clean up, just drift off for now. I’ll handle everything.”
He was the best at aftercare, it was what he looked forward to the most.
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drainedfelsh · 2 years
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eddie munson and his romatic goth gf who dresses like tiffany valentine and they fuck to living dead girl <3 abt to write some GOOD concepts abt eddie and horror movies.
(If you don't know tiff here's her. She's so hot)
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Lascivious Pauline😛🖊
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fluffyartbl0g · 3 months
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Yes, they are all housemates or roommates (except for Vivi who's discord calling in another country RIP)
Part 2
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ozuzo · 26 days
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Happy 413 to the webcomic that changed everything! 💖
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tojisun · 6 months
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this is filthy but i cant stop thinking about konig wanting to use your pussy for cockwarming; just picks you up and drops you on his lap, spearing his cock in your heat slowly, pressing his moans on your temple, before groaning in pleasure when he finally pushes you all the way down; buries his cock so deep in you, the thick head of it kissing a spot that only he can reach, and slurs praises in broken german when you babble in pleasure. cant stop thinking about ghost preferring your throat for cockwarming; pushing your hair away from your face before telling you to get down on your knees, purring how pretty you look blinking your teary eyes up him, before telling you to open your mouth for him; tells you you’re such a good girl as he rocks his cock along your tongue before sinking into your throat, moaning at the heat and stretch and at the continuous spasming of your constricting throat, getting drunk at your muffled choking sounds. cant stop thinking about soap falling asleep with his fingers buried in your cunt; he pulled you towards him underneath the sheets, your back pressed on his chest, his arm slung over your waist, before his greedy hand slides down to your pyjama shorts, slipping inside, tugging at your panties to rub his thick fingers along your slit and then thrusting them in your pussy; he doesn’t rock them, doesn’t pump them, they’re just there, plugging you and making you leak.
hhhhhhhh sorry for the filth but i need em all ughhgh
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sunsetsimon · 7 months
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könig x reader nsfw
tit fucking, basically obsessed with your boobs, he's a huge pervert, mention of breast feeding kink
update: lactaction kink continued
inspired by this reddit thread i went through earlier.. also im a b cup so cant relate but still hot - sun
nsfw under the cut! mdni
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☼ god he’s such a fucking perv. he’s always looking at your chest, constantly breaking eye contact with you because he just can’t help himself. he loves low cuts and v-necks, but his favorite is when you wear baby tees. the way the fabric stretches over your cleavage, the cropped length exposing some of your tummy, he goes insane every time.
☼ sometimes he'll make you bend over to grab something just to look down your shirt. not having a bra on, he gets a glance of your nipples and he gets the quickest hard on. he imagines himself laying you on the table, fucking into you fast and hard while your boobs bounce in his face. hot tears of pleasure sliding down your face as you cum around him, babbling his name over and over. he'd pull out and pump himself a few times, shooting his load all over your chest, painting the prettiest fucking picture and he'd make sure to take a photo to use for later.
☼ he loves when you suck him off, soaking his entire cock in your spit before letting him tit fuck you. "god, wanna fuck these pretty tits, schatz," he practically growls, thrusting his hips while you hold them together, sticking out your tongue to lick his tip each time.
☼ even if you have a smaller chest, he's not doing anything before teasing you first. könig would kiss along your neck, dragging his lips down to your soft breasts, kissing your nipples before abruptly sucking on them. you gasp, back arching and pushing them further into his mouth. he massages the opposite with his hand, pinching your nipple with his pointer and thumb, loving the way you grind against him. the foreplay sends shocks straight to your pussy, making you soak your panties before he even touches you.
☼ oh fuck and if you get pregnant.. he develops a breast feeding/lactation kink. he's so ashamed of it at first, who is he to steal from your supply? but he can't stop thinking about it every time he sees you pumping, imagining you leaking as he pleasures you.
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sprout-fics · 11 months
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Werewolf König holding you down -or up- by your hips and just fucking you like an absolute fleshlight while he’s lost in the moon sauce. Send tweet
The monster Konig thot energy has been so strong recently here what-
(Werewolf sex, Mentions of breeding, Size difference, Werewolf dick, Possessiveness, Reader getting her shop wrecked)
“K-König, g-gentle-”
It’s a plea gasped against the darkness, one that echoes softly into the forest, muffled by the sounds of the werewolf above you, bent over you, pressing you into the damp leaves and soft soil. His massive frame above you brackets you in on all sides, one bulging forearm braced well above your head, the other securing your hips flush to his, dragging you back with every brutal, snapping thrust that has him burying himself deep inside you. 
König huffs in your ear, doesn’t respond to your plea. Yet his hips do slow from their vigorous, powerful thrusting to something mildly resembling gentleness. König still doesn’t try to keep himself from drilling the tip of his monstrous shaft against the curve of your womb, rolling his hips in a dizzying onslaught that has fire brimming in your blood. Your fingers curl into the soil in a vain attempt to ground yourself, face pressed nearly flat against the forest floor, ass hauled high in the air, skirt shoved up around your waist where it bunches under his claws. 
Gods, you must look a mess.
Your eyes are glassy with pleasure, with the intoxicating, delicious drag of his girth from your velvety walls, clinging to him with every retreat. The sensation alone is enough to make you shudder, make a consuming heat pool low below your belly. It fissures outwards, tracing along every nerve ending, rendering you boneless against him as he maneuvers you to his whim. With every roll of his hips to meet yours there’s a wrecked rush of air that exhales past your swollen lips, teethed raw by your vain attempts to contain your moans. Drool pools at the corner of your mouth, brow scrunched in suffocating pleasure as the monster above you drives into you with wild abandon.
There’s a whine, broken and pleading that tears at your throat, his warm breath fogging your nape, your shoulder, where he has to restrain himself from seizing your tender flesh between his teeth. Anything to satiate the beast inside of him, to tame the growling, rampant fever that stalks in his bones with the feral urge to claim, to breed.
There’s a pause for a moment as the beast growls into your ear, and the sound alone has you whimper, pliant and submissive under him like a pup. You don’t dare move, knowing König will only press you back where he wants you, cave to his desire to have you how he wants you. You go willingly, surrender to him and the monster coiled within his frame. The moon above you both hangs yellow and full, gleaming like the untamed glint in the eyes of your strange lover. 
König withdraws completely, and the loss of complete and utter fullness is so startling that you whine, try and press back to chase him. Yet the weight across your shoulders vanishes, and instead two massive paws come to grasp below your hips. With his terrifying strength König lifts you, has you fall back against his broad, hairy chest with a shuddering gasp. Your hands fall to grasp the fur on his arms, anchoring yourself even as the world spins around you, the cool mist a balm to your feverish, sweaty skin. 
Yet then you feel the tip of him catch against your stretched entrance, and there’s little warning before Konig lowers you down.
The moan that ruptures from your chest cracks your voice, cunt fluttering helplessly around his girth, stretching you wide around him. It isn’t long before König resumes his previous pace, battering against you as skin meets skin, as every thrust has a cracked cry bubble up inside you. 
“You are mine.” He growls in your ear, teeth skimming dangerously over the exposed flesh of your shoulder, threatening to add to the litany of marks there from his previous claims. You grasp at him, drag him closer as the teeth press down into the skin. “Nobody else.”
“My mate. Mine.”
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captainswhore · 28 days
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you see price sitting like this when you walk into a room post mission- and you know exactly what it is he needs.
he's licking at you and holding your thighs open with his rough palms- and you can't take it. his calluses and his beard and the fabric of his sleeves are rubbing at your legs just right- but not enough for you to lose focus on his hot tongue rubbing on you and in you and you've never been wetter in your LIFE.
his only problem? you're still moving too much. he can't reach where he wants to inside of you because you keep wiggling out of his way. his hands want to touch you everywhere- not just hold your thighs still. this is when he begins to squeeze at you everywhere, and tell you to rest your thighs on his shoulders.
"b-but price- hhnngh ohmygod- i c-can't. they're too big. thighs are too big"
you whine at the loss of contact, but then you look down and see him staring at you with massive pupils and a wet face. "lovie- my shoulders are broad for a reason. rest your thighs on em and i swear they'll have enough room"
and you listen, and you're crushing his ears with your thighs, and he's never been happier. the next time you look down? he's rutting into the mattress and you see his hips stutter when he groans into you and your vision goes white
(@chamomiletealeaf and i had SUCH A HORNY discussion about this and she told me to post it so here i am- and also omg photo creds to her. we've gotta reign it in lmfao)
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eddiesghxst · 11 months
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no thoughts just loser!eddie losing his shit when he sees you over at his house for the first time, rifling through his things like any normal friend does.. but you stumble upon a box.under his bed. it’s like slow motion when he walks into his room and sees you open the lid and he nearly drops a glass of water, literally biting his fist in pain, trying to stop you but then you’d only get more curious of what he was hiding.
you. he has polaroids of you except they’re the dirty cum covered kinds. he has your underwear with his stains in it. he has your perfume bottles, your rings (he would totally get hard seeing how tiny they are compared to his, and imagining the dainty stones on the rings on your ring finger like an engagement stone)
it’s like a fucking shrine for you and he thinks he’s gonna pass out as your eyes widen.
but you only turn to him and smile, and his knees weaken. literally almost fainting when you kiss him because you have definitely slept with his sweatshirts, came to the idea of eddie, etc. he’s just such a fucking loser but that night he makes you cum so much you see stars and he’ll have a scrapbooks worth of polaroids (just from that night alone lol)
anyways do you think you could write a lil something based loosely off that? 🫶
BESTIE I MIGHTVE DIED YES. YES YES YES.
also this ended up longer than I'd intended but who cares its pervy!loser!eddie
18+ — MINORS DNI
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Eddie’s not sure if he believes this is real. There’s no way this is real, right? There’s no way he has his best friend naked on his bed, covered in sweat and cum— his cum, at that.
He almost thinks it’s all another one of his sick, perverted dreams, but then he’s reminded that none of those dreams have felt this real. None of his dreams have felt this vivid to where he can actually feel the tremble in your hands as you wrap a fist around his wet cock, the shift of the bed as you clumsily scramble to your knees, the lewd and unmistakable shlick sound of your hand fisting his spent cock. It’s never been this vivid— that’s how he knows this isn’t a dream.
You’re blissed out and cock-drunk as you shuffle to lean on all fours, lowering your mouth to suckle on Eddie’s leaking tip. Your toes curl at the sound of Eddie groaning above you, a hand resting on the back of your head to shove himself further down your throat. “Take it all the way in, that’s it— fuck,” Your center throbs at his words, a wet gagging noise emitting from the back of your throat when Eddie’s tip meets the tight space. He curses with a groan, head dropping back for a moment before he looks back down at you with a lazy smirk.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear you gag on my dick, sweetheart.”
You whine, your hips grinding back against nothing, the cool breeze of his room sending shivers up your spine when it graces the wet heat of your cunt. Around you, scattered on the bed, are the many polaroids you had just discovered earlier. Snapped photos of you in bed, in the shower, getting dressed in your room; all images that would’ve sent anyone else running for the hills. Eddie was so sure you would never speak to him again when you found that box full of all things you, but to his surprise (and sinful delight), you were just as fucked up as Eddie, if not more.
Eddie’s eyes dart all over the bed; polaroids, lace panties and matching bras, dainty jewelry, lipsticks, and perfume bottles. Eddie Munson was a perverted thief, and it somehow landed him balls deep down your throat. 
He reaches down and picks up a particular Polaroid, one of his favorites; a picture of you laid on your stomach in your bed, one leg hiked up to form a comfortable sleeping position. You’d forgone your sleeping shorts this night, and Eddie took it upon himself to jack off and cover your ass in sticky ropes of his cum, snapping a photo as the white substance dripped down between the folds of your ass to stain your pretty panties (Eddie stole those panties that same night).
He takes the picture and holds it up between two fingers. “So many nights of wasted cum… you’ve got a lot to make up for, sweet girl.” His voice is low and teasing, and you whine against him, nuzzling his cock further down your throat until your nose brushes against the curly hairs surrounding his base.
Eddie’s knuckles are tight against your scalp when he pulls you off his cock, shivering at the wet gasp you take, bleary eyes blinking up at him as your spit drips onto his thighs. “Think you’ve been good enough for it?” He wraps a hand around himself and rubs his throbbing tip against your lips, humming in approval when you open your mouth to offer your tongue. He slaps himself against your tongue a few times, chuckling when you whine and squeeze your thighs together. You can feel the sticky feeling of his cum and your arousal sliding against the insides of your hot thighs, and your eyes roll at the sensation. You lean forward and nuzzle against his cock, “Please, Eds— want it so bad. I’ve been so good, I have.” Your words are nearly slurred; the only thing on your mind is the overwhelming urge you have to feel Eddie’s cum in the back of your throat.
You don’t see Eddie reaching for his camera, too focused on licking your way down to his balls. “Fuck— look at me, sweetheart, give me those pretty eyes.”
You slowly blink up at Eddie, wet lashes fluttering and pouty lips grazing his cock as you gaze at the camera. A flash and a snapping sound echo through the room before a white card come out the bottom, a curse falling from Eddie’s lips as he shakes the paper and tosses it to the side for later. He nods down towards you, “Love on it, baby; show me how much you love my cock.” You don’t wait for another second, licking a thick stripe up his cock, rounding your lips around his tip to suck eagerly. Eddie takes another picture, and you whine.
“Shit, I’m gonna come— keep sucking baby, keep taking me in.”
You shuffle forward, nose brushing against his pelvis once again, and Eddie takes it as permission to secure a hand atop your head and begin fucking himself into the back of your throat. Both of your hands are fisted into the sheets below you, watery eyes gazing up at the blissed-out Eddie above you. His hips falter during the last few thrusts; he doesn’t last much longer. 
“I’m gonna come… don’t swallow, okay?” You nod as best as you can, and without further directions, Eddie’s cum floods your mouth until you nearly choke on it. 
He pulls out of your mouth with a moan, instructing you to open your mouth and show him your tongue, which you immediately obey. He reaches for the camera once more, snapping one picture with you on all fours, gazing up at the camera with your tongue out, white sticky cum coating the inside of your mouth. He takes a second picture, this time with his hand cradling your jaw. The third and last picture he takes is with his hand still cradling your jaw, but his thumb is now pressed against your tongue, smearing his sticky mess across your tastebuds.
And when he tosses the newly printed photos into the pile of new Polaroids, he catches a glimpse of one clear picture of your pussy freshly fucked and covered in his cum. Eddie can’t help it when his cock twitches against his thigh once again.
It’s safe to say that Eddie had to get a new box the next day <3
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becca-e-barnes · 11 months
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I need more of needy Bucky who loses control from the feeling of being inside your pussy. I need him to fuck me like a rag doll and to carry me over his shoulder around the house like his personal flesh light.
Fuck, this has always been one of my very favourites to write. I really like to imagine that he struggles to last but he can keep going after he finishes 🙈 it's my lil filthy fantasy
But imagine spending the morning in bed with him. You both wake up around 6am and you spend the first little while just touching and chatting before a couple of hours of sex. Now it's maybe around 11am and after lying there together for a while, you're both in the mood for something to eat.
You pull a robe around you and that's just about as much as you manage before Bucky's scooped you up, carrying you to the kitchen.
"You don't need to carry me everywhere!" You tease, remembering that he'd carried you up the stairs to bed last night too.
"I know. But. Carrying you means. I. Can put you. Exactly. Where. I want you." He peppers kisses over your face and neck, tenderly capturing your bottom lip between his before he sets you up on the kitchen countertop.
There's no point arguing with him so you sit there quite happily. He makes up a quick pancake mix, washes some berries from the fridge, preps the coffee machine and sets the little dining table for the two of you.
Somewhere in between, you got a little distracted, perched on the counter scrolling on your phone. You hadn't noticed the way he's looking at you.
He's so caught up in the little things; the way the light hits your shoulder, the curve of your hips, the way the silhouette of your nipples are visible against the satin robe.
"Look at you, sitting there all sweet like your cunt isn't so fucking full of me."
That's got your attention.
You squirm a little, your body fluttering at how shamelessly vulgar he's being but nothing's stopping you from doing the same.
You spread your legs, exposing the slick mess coating your inner thighs. It's a mixture of your own arousal and Bucky's cum, dripping out of your sensitive cunt.
Your fingertips trail lazily over your exposed sex, your skin glistening in the natural light before you bring your fingers to your own lips, sucking them clean, giving him a little bit of a show.
"Tastes amazing, sweetheart." You groan, noticing the growing bulge in his thin pyjama bottoms. "But I lost track of how many times you came inside me this morning. You came so deep, most of your cum won't have dripped out yet. Bet I'm still totally stuffed full."
He sinks to his knees in no time, settling his head between your thighs, breathing in the faint smell of your arousal. His tongue presses flat to your sex, trailing from your hole to your clit and back, gathering as much of your combined release as possible.
He groans, low and pathetic, allowing his tongue to dip inside you as deep as he can bury it. He savours every drop of cum he earns back from your body.
When his tongue alone isn't enough, he slips a finger into you, followed quickly by a second, curling them against your sensitive inner wall.
"Bucky baby, please don't make me cum again." You groan, your fingers tangled in his dark hair but you know he's not giving you that choice. Not when his free hand is furiously stroking his own cock, desperate to ensure that when he's finished licking his cum out of you, he can flood your cunt with another load.
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theonewhowails · 5 months
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silly stuff i drew while reading Feel No Evil by @payasita , in which the Lamb does not know how to propose, Narinder does not know how to be alive, and neither of them knows what an obligate carnivore is
bonus? lmao
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daycare attendant's room references!
might as well post these since i have them lol
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Daycare references
Daycare Theatre references
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joelscruff · 1 year
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quickie (boyfriend's dad!joel x reader) 18+
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i wrote this so quickly, it's short and weird but i had a sudden rush of inspo and needed to write it. forgive me.
summary: joel is your boyfriend's dad and you're fucking him in secret. that's it. reader is of legal age. rating: 18+ explicit (minors, do not interact) warnings: daddy!kink, dirty talk, riding, unprotected p in v sex, creampie word count: 922
joel's office is upstairs but you still worry that he'll hear you, even with the door locked and your face buried in his shoulder. he holds you close and rubs your back, coaxes sounds out of you that you've never made before and lets you take what you need.
"daddy," you whisper, breath hot in his ear as you bounce relentlessly on his cock, loving the way his big hands hold your hips firmly in his grasp, guiding you but never forcing you, "daddy, daddy, daddy," each thrust is like nothing you've ever felt before, every single time. no matter how long this has been going on.
"that's right, babygirl," he breathes in your ear, voice low and husky, "there you go, take it, just take it."
your hands grasp his shirt tightly, buttons pulling apart inch by inch, tearing at the seams. he doesn't care. he never has.
"gimme your come," you whimper, ass slapping against his thighs as you shove yourself down on him over and over, feeling the head of his cock prod the deepest parts of you, filling you the way his son has never truly been able to, "please, daddy, need it so bad."
a knock at the door then, loud and abrasive. "anyone in there?" you hear a muffled voice from the opposite side of the wall; your boyfriend, waiting outside, looking for you.
"fuck's sake," joel groans, eyes rolling back as he starts to help you move, pounding into you steadily; this always happens, there's never enough time, it's always a rush.
"tell him... to fuck... off..." you whisper, breath hitching at every thrust.
"you know i can't do that, babygirl," he cradles the back of your head, pulls you in closer, "gonna give it to you now, hard and fast, hold on to me," you do as you're told, gripping his shirt tight in your fingers and shutting your eyes tight as he fucks you as deep as he can, cock pistoning inside you at a relentless pace.
another loud knock, a muffled noise from the other side.
"daddy," you moan softly, burying your face further into his shoulder, feeling the heat of his neck against your forehead, "daddy, please."
you're both painfully aware of the short amount of time you have left, knowing his son - your boyfriend - won't wait around forever. the last thing either of you need is for him to start getting suspicious, start wondering where it is exactly you go on thursday evenings during his stupid gaming tournaments.
it only takes a few more steady thrusts, a few more heavy bounces on his cock before you're keening against his skin, letting your orgasm ride as his cock stills inside of you, the thick warmth of his come filling you up, spurting deep and steady.
"daddy," you whimper, body going lax and loose in his arms.
joel groans in your ear, still coming inside you and holding you still. you feel your body shake, loving the way he empties himself completely, always making sure you don't miss a single drop.
"dad?" you can suddenly make out the sound of your boyfriend's voice on the other side of the wall, "where the fuck are you?"
"can he fuck off?" you hiss, voice breaking as you pull back in joel's embrace. he leans forward to press a tender kiss to the tip of your nose, relishes in the way you sigh contentedly, pussy still throbbing tightly around his length.
"i'm sorry, babygirl," he carefully pulls you off his cock, seats you on the couch beside him, "put your panties on, keep all that come inside."
you nod ferociously, wanting him to see how good you are for him, how you actually listen to him and do as he tells you, something you'd never do for the stupid boy standing in the hallway. you grab your panties from the floor and slip them back on, feeling warm dribbles of his come begin to pool inside the material.
"and shorts," he says, meanwhile tucking his softening dick back inside his pants and doing up his belt, "then go hide in the bathroom 'til i say."
"okay," you finish pulling up your shorts and reach over to kiss the side of his face, flushed and warm, "don't forget about me."
he takes your chin between two fingers and kisses your nose again, giving you a reassuring smile, "never, babygirl."
you rush into the bathroom, shut the door behind you and lock it. you listen with bated breath as joel opens the door to his office, hear your boyfriend ask where you went, if he's seen you.
"maybe she went home," joel suggests, "i mean, it's not like you pay her much attention anyway."
"so you haven't seen her?"
"no, son, couldn't tell you where she is."
your boyfriend groans, so loud it makes you smile. good, you think, make him think i went home, give us some more time.
"i'm headin' out," your boyfriend says obstinately, "if she shows up, call me."
"will do."
the door shuts and you wait until joel knocks on the bathroom door for you to come out. you instantly wrap your arms around him, press kisses to his cheek and neck, already wanting more.
"i'm sorry he's so mean to you, baby," he murmurs in your ear, reaches down and squeezes your ass through your shorts.
"i don't care," you whimper, cupping his cock through his pants, feeling it already start to harden again under your fingertips, "just want you, daddy."
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nanaslutt · 6 months
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Hiii hope you are well ❤️💜💕💕you're a amazing human being and I love your work 😘💖 requesting sukuna fucking you from the back while holding you in a choke hold with his big bicep (true form or not it's fine)?
Have a wonderful dayyy😭😭💜
This is uhhhhhhhhh read at your own discretion (ILY nonnie ty for the ask<3)
Contains: fem reader, true from sukuna, double penetration, blood, so much degradation, dirty talk, manhandling, rough sex, hair pulling, passing out, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, blood, dacraphillia, cumming inside, talk of pregnancy, dub con if you squint, mind break, strangling, breath play
MDNI
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"Fucking." thrust "Take it." thrust. Sukuna fucked his inhumanly large dicks in and out of your holes at an almost intolerable pace. He had completely filled you up, not a single ridge inside your pussy was being neglected as his massive cocks abusing your sore holes.
He had two large lands gripping your waist, while he dug his nails into your skin, making pretty streaks of crimson blood drip down your hips and thighs. One hand was dangling by his side, occasionally leaving harsh slaps against the fat of your ass, while his other—arguably the meanest limb—currently had you in a chokehold.
The massive curse would squeeze his arm around your throat and completely constrict your airflow before he loosened it for a couple seconds, laughing at you while you gasped and sputtered, choking down the oxygen he allowed you to. You were positive he had ripped you open at some point, it had been hours and you still hadn't adjusted to his cock properly. Every time he pulled back his hips and thrust his cocks inside you, you felt like your guts were being shoved out of the way to make room for him.
You had gone numb to his nails that dug into the flesh on your hips, too focused on the painful pleasure you were feeling between your legs. "Fuck! Fucking bitch-" He cursed, squeezing your neck tighter and leaving a mean slap on your ass when he felt you cum around him for the nth time that night. The pulsing and clenching of your walls made the pace of his hips stutter before he got ahold on himself again. "Did I say" slap "You could fucking" slap "Cum?" he snarled, spanking your ass so hard you swore it would leave a permanent imprint of his hand against your skin.
"'M s-ooryy, sorry s-ahh!" You tried to speak through his heavy thrusts, but he was having none of it. "Didn't say you could fucking talk either," The king emphasized with a particularly hard thrust, that made you dizzy as you yelled out in pain. "Gotta shut you up." He growled, pausing his hips for a second before he cupped his free hand over your mouth, completely covering your mouth and nose as he once again squeezed his bicep around your neck. "Try not to die." He laughed menacingly into your ear before his hips started up a bruising pace.
Your eyes immediately rolled back into your head at the overbearing stimulation. You were thrown into fight or flight mode when you tried to gasp against his hand but to no avail. Sukuna kept his hand firmly pressed over your face to ensure that no oxygen would enter your lungs. "Aww, is the little slut crying?" He giggled, staring down between the two of you at the mean arch he had you in, watching his cock leave your asshole, lined with streaks of blood.
"You wanted this, kept fucking around so I brought you into my domain like you wanted." He snarled, gripping your jaw with his current hold on your face and turning it to the side so he could get a glimpse of your expression. Your face had gone pale, save for the deep blush that covered your cheeks. Your eyes had lost focus, continuously rolling into the back of your head with each thrust he gave you, and your soft cheeks were wet with your tears—those same eyes had begun to swell up from how long you had been crying.
He was right though, your fucked up body was loving this, you would scream that from the rooftops if he allowed you to, but right now it was quite evident he didn't want anything to do with your voice. "Oh fuck." He laughed, his four eyes all staring into yours as you did your best to keep yourself awake, trying to maintain eye contact with the curse to the best of your ability. "You really are crying." He bared his teeth to you as he smiled maliciously, both of his cocks twitching at your fucked up expression.
He watched intently with bated breath as your eyes fully rolled back into your head, your body going limp in his hold as he smiled, "Yeesssyesyes, fuck." He groaned, before releasing his hand from your mouth and simultaneously loosened his hold on your neck. Immediately his big hand started slapping your face harshly, "You don't get to get out of this that easily." He laughed, watching you slowly regain consciousness against him as you coughed and sputtered into the air when you came to.
"How was your nap?" His laugh vibrated your body, at some point he had picked you up a couple inches off the ground, and you internally thanked him as you had lost feeling in your legs quite a long time ago. Your moans echoed loudly in the space of his domain, whines turned into screams when he scratched his nails deeper into the skin of your thighs, reminding you of his hold there.
"You're a fucking mess." He chastized, as you gasped and cried into the space in front of you. Your smaller hands came up to grip his bicep, using the little strength you had left in your body you push his arms towards your neck once more, silently telling him to choke you out again.
Sukuna's eyes shot up in disbelief, were you seriously trying to order him around right now? You had balls, he would give you that. "Oh you want to die don't you, bitch?" He snarled, releasing you from the chokehold he had you in and instead used two hands to wrap around your neck and strangle you while he fucked his hips into you impossibly harder.
“You like this? Huh?" He growled as your cunt unashamedly squeezed around his cock, "Such a fucked up human I caught." He laughed to himself while you gasped and clawed at his hands, leaving angry red marks on his skin. "What's wrong? Gonna pass out again? Huh?" He cooed, feigning remorse while he felt your body try to fight back against him.
Despite how bad you had wanted him to choke you out, your body was going to register his actions as a threat no matter what. "God, stop fucking squeezing or I'm gonna cum inside." He said, making you panic slightly. You weren't on birth control, but you weren't even sure if a curse could get a human pregnant. Sukuna was a special case, which made you even more confused. Not like you had the brain power to go over the logistics of that right now anyways.
He felt your cunt and ass squeeze his cocks simultaneously at his words, also noticing how you tried to shake your head at him, warning him not to. "Oh does that scare you?" He asked, unimpressed when you continued your annoying moaning and babbling, not answering him. "I asked you a question, brat." He growled, squeezing your throat harder for a brief second before he loosened his grip, allowing you to breathe.
You gasped and choked on the oxygen, trying to turn your head to the side to look at him when you spoke, making little progress in your efforts as his hold on your neck was quite strong. "N-no, do-nt cum insdie." You cried, making him smile at your weeping face. "No?" He repeated, pouting his lip out at you in faux sympathy, "But I want to." He said, shaking your neck in his grasp and making your empty head shake around like a bobblehead toy.
You had no strength in your body left to fight him, opting to face your fate and let him have his way with you, you would deal with the consequences later. You couldn't lie that the thought of this terrifying man filling you up in both holes for the first time didn't excite you. The rational part of your brain was slipping further and further away from you the longer he fucked you. He was hitting all the right spots inside you, and at some point, the pleasure had started to overwhelm the pain.
He noticed your body had stop stying to fight him, falling limp to his ministrations as he pressed his hips flush against your ass and rotated it in circles, "You want my cum inside you, human?" He asked, his deep voice against your ear sent goosepumps down your arms. "Wanna be my concubine huh? Ill keep you here forever," He groned, his hips still rotating in circles and massaging your sweet spots, "Ill fuck load after load into your used-up cunt, till I get you pregnant." His voice was pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm.
You knew this was fucked up but you couldn't bring yourself to care right now, he was working you over so fucking well. "Yesyesyes Sukuna~ S-sukuna pl-ease~" Your hoarse voice whined out, broken up by his thrusts. In any other scenario, he would've cut you down for using his name without permission, but right now, your cunt and asshole were milking him quickly toward his orgasm, he was too close to care. He groaned at your words, his large hands abandoning their place around your neck to grab your tits and massage them, digging his nails into the flesh there, hard enough to draw blood as he used your body to ground himself.
"Fuck- sloppy fucking pussy gonna make me cum-" He groaned. His eyes wandered up to your neck, and he shook his head at the dark purple marks that littered your skin there, he couldn't help but think how fucking pretty it looked. The sight brought him closer to his high as his hips started losing their pace against your ass. "P-please- c-can I c-cum" You wined. He smiled at you, proud that you remembered to ask before you so greedily orgasmed without his permission. He was the one who was so kindly fucking you after all, so he should get the say in weather you cum or not.
"You can cum after me." He challenged, wanting to see if you could really make it. From how hard and rapidly your cunt was pulsing around him, he didn't think you would last much longer. "F-fuuuuck fuckfuck." You whined as he fucked the moans from your throat. He shook his head in disapproval, "Such a naughty mouth, remind me to take care of that next time." He said in response to your cursing as one of his large hands abandoned its hold on your hip to push your lower back down into a meaner arch against him.
The promise of a next time almost made you cum around him at what was to come. You had no idea how you held yourself back, maybe it was your inner consciousness afraid of what he would do to you if you disobeyed him, but you managed to hold out long enough for the king to cum. "Fuck, take it all, if you let a drop go to w-waste, I’ll kill you where you stand." He promised, clenching his jaw together as the rope started to untangle in his stomach.
His head tipped back, his jaw going slack as the first suprts of his cum started flooding your cunt and asshole. The second you felt his seed fill you up, you came around him, your holes milking him through his orgasm as you came harder than you ever have. If it wasnt for his four arms that held your body up, you woulve gone slack against the floor, "Fuuuuck! Fucking" thrust "Take my cum" thrust "Yesyesyes" The curse groaned, biting his lip at the intensity of his own orgasm.
His cum filled you up to the brim, the feeling of his warm seed filling both your holes at once felt strange and uncomfortable, but also weirdly right, you felt like this was your purpose—like his words were true, maybe your purpose really was to be here and be at his beck and call whenever he needed to release his stress, or simply wanted to get off.
He didn't wait for your own orgasm to finish before he released your body from his hold, letting your weak body fall to the ground of his domain by his feet, his cocks slipped out of you with a lewd squelching sound as you twitched below him in your aftershocks. The mouth on his stomach smiled at you, matching his own expression before it opened to lick your blood and juices off of his orgasm, and swallowing it greedily.
Your eyes fluttered as you started to come down from your orgasm. The massive figure in front of you ran a hand through his sweaty hair before his heavy leg kicked you in the stomach, not too hard, but hard enough to make you cough and direct your attention up at him. Before you knew it his face was in front of you and his large hand was in your hair as he raised you up from the ground with that grip alone, making you wince and whine in pain.
He stood to his full height once more, dragging your head and pressing it flush against his dirtied cocks, smearing your cum and blood on the side of your face as he gave you a disgusted look, "Clean your mess, useless human." He spat, digging his nails against your scalp. You gripped your hands into his massive thighs, and looked up at him from underneath your lashes, practically looking at him with hearts in your eyes as you rubbed your head against his thigh before kitten-licking one of his dick's tips.
He huffed out a laugh of disbelief at how obedient you were. How did he manage to find such a perfect fuck toy? Let alone a human toy at that. He could work with this.
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gentlebeard · 7 months
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okay confession time: when lucius got on one knee to propose, i first thought he was gonna give pete a blowjob 💀
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