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norrisleclercf1 · 7 months

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Omgggg can you please do more of the Lorenzo and Carlos. It is sooo sooo cute <3

Maybe something with teenage Lorenzo again about carlos getting into a crash and Lorenzo being by your side trying to stay strong for you but ends up breaking down and you have to remind him he’ll still be your baby even if he’s getting older

A/N: Ugh poor Lorenzo, he wants to be so strong for his family that he forgets he's still their baby

"Oh there goes Carlos Sainz into the barrier, I think he flipped multiple times. We're cutting cameras from the wreckage and RED FLAG they're red flagging the race!" Lorenzo felt his ears ringing and the bones of his hand grinding together from your grip.

"Carlos," The sound you make was not human as you watch the screen. "Carlos, are you okay?" Carlos's mechanic's voice filters into the static filled headset. "Carlos, are you okay?" The question is repeated over and over again that Lorenzo can't take it anymore ripping off his head set and throwing it.

"Mama, we have to go. Come on." Lorenzo pulls your headset off as he sees this faraway look in your eyes. "It's worse than Zhou's." You whisper and Lorenzo has to bite his lip tearing it between his teeth.

"Y/n! Lorenzo!" Lorenzo looks up, hearing the panic voices of his Uncle Lando and Charles. "I'm sorry, we have to go. The medics are going to want us to follow them." He wraps his arms around you whispering in soft Spanish that Papi would be okay.

"We can drive," "No," Lorenzo snaps, taking a deep breath he remembers to keep his emotions in check. "No but thank you Uncle Charles. You two have a race to drive, I'll text you with updates." Lorenzo turns you around leading you to the 2nd medical car as it drives them to the hospital.

"Is he talking?" You ask the medic who makes a face, but quickly wipes it away when he notices that Lorenzo is staring at him. "Mama, let's not bother him okay. Let's take deep breathes yeah? Papa is going to be okay. He's strong." Lorenzo whispers, pulling you in as you take the deep breathes.

"We're here Mrs. Sainz." Rushing out of the car, your son hot on your tail as you skid to a stop. "Oh, dios mi bebe, Carlos!" You gasp seeing your husband on the gurney being wheeled into the emergency room. "No, wait please let me, let me hold his hand." You beg, Lorenzo pulling you back as you cry for Carlos.

"Mama, let them work." Lorenzo swallows, blinking fast to keep himself from falling apart. He needed to be strong, to be the wall. Carlos taught him that, that when he was gone, he was the leader, and right now it was looking like it'll happen sooner. "No, no his ring. He wouldn't want it cut off, please his ring mi hijo." You beg.

"Okay, okay I'll get his ring." Lorenzo leads you to a private waiting room. "I'll be back, Mama." Kissing your head, he leaves you running to the area they took him away. "My father's ring, please. I need it." One of the nurses turn, shocked to see a 14-year-old boy. "Oh sweetie, here." The nurse whispers handing him a bag of his father's race suit, everything he was wearing.

Lorenzo says thank you and moves to the waiting room and sits down waiting for any news.

The hours ticked by, but soon a doctor comes by, a bunch of medical jargon but basically his Papa suffered some serious injuries, but they could go and see him. Walking to the room, you seemed to have come back, back to your normal self, knowing your husband was going to survive.

You step into the room, but Lorenzo stays at the door leaning against. He didn't want to crowd his father, but at the same time he couldn't stand seeing him like this. You whisper in a mix of Spanish and English in Carlos's ear. His heart rate picks up slightly, which has you laughing pushing hair out of his face.

"Lorenzo, come here." You whisper, holding out your hand. "Yes, Mama." He mumbles, slowly moving to your side. "It's okay, he's going to be okay." Lorenzo nods, you stand whispering about getting coffee.

Lorenzo takes you spot and drops his head. "I'm not ready, I'm not ready." Lorenzo whispers finally letting out his emotions from the day. "I can't Papa. You, I need you still. I know I'm a man now, but I can't. Mama, I can't." Lorenzo gasps, shoulders shaking holding his father's hand.

"Lo, baby." He snaps straight turning to you as he wipes his eyes fast, sniffling. "I," "Shhhh, it's okay. Papa is going to be okay, and you aren't a man. You're still our baby, always our baby." You mummer, running your fingers through his hair. "I'm not ready." He sobs, burying his face into your stomach.

"Lo, you're older but still our child. I should've been the strong one, not you. And I'm so sorry for that, but remember this; it's doesnt matter how old you get, you're going to be our baby for a very long time." Lorenzo nods, sniffling as he just cries it all out.

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velvetmud · 1 year

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Anal with Joel? Maybe fucking while you’re both lying on your sides, so he can use his free hand to play with your tits or finger your pussy while his cock is in your ass 🥵

another favorite omgggg. kept it short dirty and sweet too

warning(s): explicit 18+, cum play, anal stuff, bareback, dirty talk

joel gets sent straight to heaven once all of your holes had finally been claimed with his cum. hell, he’s even shot his cum on your belly button. he can still recall the sweet, sick feeling of rubbing his thick seed deeper into your skin. marking you.

tonight’s no different. it began with him just teasing you, no ulterior motives. playfully giving you a good smack on your ass after telling you some dad joke he learned from ellie and her book.

then, like clockwork he’s flicking the tv on to drown out the noise, already grinding down on the mattress while he preps your ass with his tongue. ruthlessly gliding up and down both your holes and up around your clit. slurps all the cream you melt for him.

joel’s smirk is vicious while he fingered your ass open, gasping at the tight muscles clinging around the finger.

“jesus, this one’s extra tight,” he mutters in awe, sliding it in and out gently, keeps kissing on your needy clit.

your hips jerk against his tongue, muffling the unstoppable whines pouring out of you. he loves to watch the ribbon that’s tying you down snap, free of any pain or worries. he only wants to make you feel pleasure.

when you’ve both lost the same level of patience, he pulls his fingers out and gives both your holes one last kiss. heaved his body up to lie beside you, nudging you to scoot so that you’re side to side. he’s close enough that you feel every breath he takes on your ear, feel his bare hard on nestle between your cheeks, rutting.

without thinking, you reach around behind you to grab the veiny base. the lube he’s smeared is enough to feel slippery as you line him up and stick your ass out. he licks his lips and marvels at you taking charge. grabbing his dick like it’s a dildo for your own pleasure. the slick bulb of his head slips in your ass with little to no struggles, drawing out a sigh in unison out of both of you.

“yeah, put it in yourself. just like that, girl. fuck. you get withdrawals from my cock, sweetheart? I think you do,” joel says, voice low while his heavy breathing slows down his sentence. you moan out and nod, sliding down another two inches and back up again. he pulls back a bit to watch, his mouth practically watering when his cock disappears between your cheeks.

he sneaks a hand over to your front, scooping his fingertips in your wet neglected pussy. it easily draws another squeal out of you, your hips taking turns fucking his dick and riding his fingers.

“god fucking shit, can’t go without this pussy for long either, baby. I just can’t stay away,” he confessed, taking to a jackhammer-like pace with his hips. forcing your ass to take him all the way up to his balls. “always craving it.”

“wish you could scream for me. sound so pretty when you’re whinin’ like a bitch.”

he rips them out to suck the juice dripping down his wrist, smiling when you howl in the blankets like a woman in labor. his mouth forms an o-shape but he’s left speechless when you ride him as fast as a pogo stick. your ass clenched around him while you start making figure eights.

his palm finds your chest and grabs a globe, rolling a nipple with his thumb. bites down on your shoulder as his hips stuttered trying to keep up with your pace.

“gonna cum in this slutty ass f’you keep fucking me so good, I—shit that’s right.”

he plunged his fingers in your slick pussy lips to smooth over your clit, squeezing your breast with the other.

“yes, yes I want it, need your cum—“

“mmm, that’s right. keep begging. keep begging ‘til I give you what you want,” he demands, rough everywhere all over you as you both get closer.

“love fucking this sweet pretty ass. looks gorgeous on me, taking that dick,” he says through heavy panting, feeling your walls clam up to trap him inside. “there we go. good girl.”

his fingers stayed inside as you rode out your orgasm on them, sweaty and glowing underneath him. the sight of your eyes closed and mouth wide open doesn’t ever get old for him.

he busts his load while he’s still in deep, gnawing on your shoulder with a protective growl. making sure every spurt stays inside, you arch your back further into him and laugh at his verbal exaggerated reactions.

“shit, girl, take it—take it all, fuck.” he finished, catching up to his rapid heartbeat. kisses your cheek and your hair a couple times, but still not daring to pull out. the two of you bask in the dreamy afterglow, refusing to pull apart even an inch. he sticks to your back and quietly brushes some of your hair crowding his face.

you let your head fall to the side so he can smother himself in your neck some more.

“one of your favorites?” you tease him, feeling how deadweight and boneless he’s become. still not making any move to pull himself out.

joel chuckled as he sucked lazily on your neck, slurring most of his words. “mm, every hole’s my favorite. gonna have to fuck that mouth full later too, baby.”

ask is always open to ideas!! im working on a few rn, thaaaank you for any love and engaging and all that good stuff 😌😌:)

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irisposts · 8 months

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I feel like Ellie would have played basketball…

could you do making out with Ellie in a locker room after practice??

also I literally adore your writing🫶(no fr it’s got me giggling and twirling my hair and shit)

"Ellie, we can't," you protest softly.

Ellie closes the gap between you, her eyes darting left and right to check for any onlookers. She presses her palms against the gym lockers, trapping you between them. "There's no one around," she insists, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

You can't help but let a grin break through, the idea of sharing an intimate moment with your girlfriend, tinged with the thrill of the possibility of getting caught, is intriguing. Yet, you wrestle with your reservations. Ellie's popularity at the university is undeniable, but it also comes with the baggage of unsolicited opinions and unnecessary drama. Both of you have neither the time nor the inclination to deal with such matters. So, you had pleaded with Ellie to keep your relationship private, confined only to the two of you and your closest friends. Even your teammates are unaware of your romantic involvement.

"…I'm sweaty and gross," you lie, though there's a hint of truth in your words.

Ellie chuckles, playfully pushing her hips against yours. "Then we can smell like hot garbage together," she quips, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes.

You let out a mock gasp, raising your hand to lightly slap her chest. "Gross!" you exclaim, a smile tugging at your lips.

She leans in, her lips dangerously close to your ear. "Admit it, the thought is a little exciting," she murmurs, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

You bite your lower lip, caught between your rational side that screams caution and your daring side that longs for adventure. Ellie has always been the one to push boundaries, to embrace the thrill of life. And, in this moment, her energy is infectious.

You meet her gaze, your resolve wavering. "Okay, maybe just a quick kiss," you concede, your heart racing.

Ellie's grin widens, victory evident in her eyes. "Thought so," she teases.

As your lips meet, a rush of electricity courses through you. The initial hesitance is quickly replaced by an intensity that has been building between you two. Ellie's lips are soft, her touch gentle yet demanding. The world around you fades into the background as you lose yourself in the moment, forgetting about the gym, the lockers, and everything else. You gasp at the pads of her fingers that skin along the curve of you're waist. Her fingers slightly digging into the flesh.

Just as the kiss deepens, a sound startles you. You both pull away in a flash, hearts racing, eyes wide. It's a false alarm—a ball hitting the court nearby—but it's enough to bring you both back to reality.

Ellie's cheeks are flushed, and her eyes sparkle with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. "Maybe… maybe we should find a more private spot next time," she suggests with a sheepish smile.

You chuckle, nodding in agreement. "Definitely. As much as I love the thrill, I'd rather not have an audience."

Ellie presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, her affectionate gesture reassuring. "Deal," she says.

You link your fingers with hers, feeling a sense of comfort and excitement all at once. Despite the close call, you can't deny that there's something exhilarating about stealing moments with Ellie, about embracing the unpredictable adventure that she brings into your life.

I AM MONTHS BEHIND ON THIS OMGGGG SO SORRY. BUT ALSO THANK U OMGBSJSKW Hope everyone enjoys this, I’m trying to comeback from my long hiatus :") haha

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writer-by-the-sea · 1 year

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omgggg can you do one where elliott and farmer get married and they have sex the first time as a married couple? maybe in front of the fireplace, with praises:)))♡

NSFT / GN! Reader

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Laid out before me, trembling and shy, blushing but determined… The light from the fire dances across their skin, casting shadows down their curves and down between their thighs. They hold their knees together, thighs rubbing together as they bring themselves their own small taste of pleasure while they wait.

I stroke myself slowly, just watching my newly married spouse. The person of my dreams, someone who knows me so well, who captured my heart with ease; now gazing up at me with hooded eyes. Their patience slipping as they spread their legs and welcomed me for the first time as a married couple.

After a day of dancing, laughter, and all of our friends there to celebrate our wedding, I needed them now more than ever.

Their arms went around my neck as I lowered myself into them, our lips coming together in a soft kiss. My tongue slipping past their lips and into their mouth, my cock easing into their entrance as I deepened our kiss.

“Elliott,” they moaned, their head thrown back as I pushed my full length into them. Their moans create the greatest song that I could ever hear, a symphony of moans as I lifted my hips and thrust back into them.

My thrusts are slow, teasing as I ease myself in and out, my lips trailing down their neck; sucking and biting to leave as many marks as I can. The mermaid pendant hangs from my neck, laying between us and our hearts.

“You feel so good,” I whispered into their ear. “So good.”

My hands gripped their hips, holding them in place as I began to fuck a little harder, a little faster, my hunger to fill them with my seed growing stronger as we continued on. Our sweaty bodies moved together in perfect unison, the fireplace only adding to the heat between us.

Suddenly, the farmer placed a hand on my chest, stopping me. No words were spoken as they locked their lips to mine, our tongues sliding together as they urged me to flip onto my back. I could only gasp as they began to ride me, their hips grinding down on me as they took my cock even deeper.

I never wanted this moment to end. The feeling of the one I love taking my dick so perfectly, rocking their body, their hands on my chest as they bounce up and down on me. “Keep going,” I said with a grunt, my nails digging into their thighs as I held back from finishing so soon. So hard to resist, with them above me like this, moving their hips with ease, gasping every time they lower themselves completely, taking my cock so well like no one ever had before. “You’re so good, love. So… fuck—“

“I can’t—“ the farmer gasped, picking up their speed, their fingers dragging across my chest. “I can’t hold on anymore.”

“Cum on me, darling,” I cooed. “Cum all over my dick.”

We were moaning together, their thighs shaking as they came. I wasn’t far behind. I sat up, my hands grabbing their ass and slamming them down onto me as I finally finished inside of them. Shot after shot of my cum filled them, days of waiting and excitement rushing out of me and into them.

The farmer laid down on top of me, panting and exhausted. I brought my hands into their hair, gently brushing my fingers over their scalp as I brought our lips together once again.

And between us the pendant still laid, around my neck where it would remain for the rest of my days.

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imagine--if · 2 years

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soft!yandere riddler and touch starved reader plsss 😩🖤 maybe he's smothering her with affection and eddie's cooing at her shyness and finds it adorable as she's blushy and enjoying it thank you omgggg

A/N: You're welcomeee what the hell I squealed multiple times while writing this 😍 Dm or comment anywhere if you wanna be added to my taglist! 😄

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Fluff, suggestiveness, obsessive soft yandere Eddie 💚

Words: 566

You're so tense, Edward can feel it, as his arms encase your body and press you impossibly close to him. His green eyes drift up briefly to glance at your expression in the wall mirror opposite you both, but you aren't uncomfortable, you aren't annoyed. He smiles against the skin of your neck and chuckles softly to himself after catching sight of the pink blush dusting your cheeks, your eyes wide and lips firmly shut. You don't know what to do with your hands, and so his fingers slip between yours, guiding them to clutch his arms while he delves in needily to kiss the crook of your neck.

A staggered breath leaves you and you squeeze your eyes shut, the warm, perfect sensation washing over you, but you don't know what to do with it, how to return it. The sloppy kisses stop for a moment, and Edward looks up from your neck, resting his cheek against yours as he cradles you from behind and whispers in your ear.

"Open your eyes, my love, I want to see them. Don't hide from me, you're doing beautifully... relax, angel..."

And so you give in to his words, your eyes fluttering open as you let yourself lean back into Eddie. He smiles happily, kissing your cheek in satisfaction as his arms tighten around your middle, his head going back to your neck as he continues biting and licking in between kisses. You look up at the ceiling breathlessly, your fingers absentmindedly stroking the skin of Edward's arms, and he hums contentedly at the action, stopping his kisses to nuzzle into your air and take a deep breath in. You watch the mirror as he breathes out with a dopey smile on his face, almost as if he's high, and meets your gaze in the glass.

"You like this, don't you?" He mumbles into your ear with an adoring smile, warm breaths fanning against the side of your face. You nod with a small, shy smile, and Edward smiles back in a daze. "Tell me, darling. Tell me you like it."

"I- I like it," you say quietly, flushed by the intimacy of the whole scene, and Eddie listens hopefully, staring at you in the mirror. "I really like it. I really like you too, Eddie."

Edward grins, excited giggles escaping him as he rocks your body against his.

"Well, I love you to death," he states unashamedly, and your breath catches in your throat. "You need to remember that, sweetheart, okay? Always..."

And then he's back to littering your skin with passionate kisses, slowly making his way up to your face before turning you to him properly. Edward eagerly presses his lips on yours, a bit more experienced now you've been doing this for a little while, dragging you onto his lap with a desperate whine. You melt into his embrace as easily as he does into you, and your fingers move from his arms to card through his hair, sending a shiver down Edward's spine as he deepens the kiss, only parting for air when you do. He slumps against your body with a pleased whimper, and you smile at him, hesitantly rubbing his back affectionately and resting your cheek against his head.

"Good girl," he praises you gently, nuzzling into your touch. "That's it, sweet baby, don't be shy... you keep doing whatever you like."

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daddynattt · 1 year

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kate having a crush on you but you are with nat

you and nat are that couple that is so touchy in public and makes out at parties, and one day nat sees how flustered kate got when nat grabbed you by the throat to kiss you. nat moves to kate’s ear and tells kate, “you are so red, baby, i’m sure if you asked my princess for a kiss, she would give it to you, but the secret to getting her to say yes is to be nice to her daddy.”

-🧸

omgggg i love you for this. i’m making you my wifey also cause yes. (something about nat and kate with reader does things to me. should i write a fic?👀)’

you’re all at a party right now.

“i’ll be nice i swear!” nat will just smirk and run her hand up kate’s arm, leaving goosebumps along her skin. “yeah? gonna be a good girl for daddy?” kate just nods dumbly as she looks at nat, biting her lip as nat touches her, wanting to see where this goes. nat will grab kate by the throat the same way she did to you, ghosting her lips against kate’s. “cmon, let’s not keep my princess waiting any longer” she will walk away towards you and kate will just follow behind her like a lost puppy. nat will sit on the couch you’re on and pull you onto her lap, and you instantly wrap your arms around her neck as you make out with her, not noticing kate there. kate will be all red again and nat pulls away smirking. “baby, kate over here has a little question to ask you. isn’t that right sweet girl? go on, ask my princess” kate is just blushing and looking at her feet. she stutters over her words and becomes too shy to ask. “cmere, come sit on daddy’s lap. want you both sittin pretty on my lap” you smile at kate and put out your hand for her to grab as you pull her to you. kate sits on nats other thigh and nat wraps one arm around each of you. “think you can put on a little show for daddy?”

this is just 🫠

#my asks #🧸#i need this ????

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poutyniall · 2 years

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GIIRRRRL omgggg ur writing is addictiveee i cannot-

i just read ur ass grab/spanking drabble/ask thingie and oml I NEED a detailed imagine of the spanking in the bedroom like omggggg im actually losing it rn

AAAAAAAAAAA thank you sweetheart! I think it's kinda trash but I hope you like it

You're currently in the kitchen, Yoongi is sitting on a chair and you're sitting on Yoongi's lap. Or, more precisely, you're sitting on his dick in the sense that his dick is buried balls deep inside you, just the mere burn from stretching you out makes you clench hard around him. There's something extremely hot about the contrast between him being fully clothed except for his hard dick - now hidden inside your body and, therefore, technically cannot be seen - and you, completely exposed to him, sight and touch, except for your pushed down bra hanging over you hips. You don't know how you ended up like this. Well, you know, a kiss, a touch, a bite, a lick, a squeeze and neither of you could wait to get to the bedroom. He could have fucked you pressed against the wall, on the floor, bend over the table but he let you push him down on the chair and watched you straddle him, brush your fingers over his length and give it few strokes before gently grabbing it to rub the tip up and down your slit to gather up your juices to then hold it still and slowly sink down on it, the both of you sighed at the feeling. He loves when you try to take the lead, how you try to act intimidating but your burning cheeks give you away, which is precisely what's happening now before his eyes. He can see how you're slowly withdrawing after the fleeting moment of courage you've had, starting to feel self conscious, doubting yourself and overthinking way too much about something that doesn't require that much thinking. That's why he lands a spank on your right buttcheek, the sound of his hand landing on your bare soft skin echoes in the room and he savors your yelp and the way you clench harder round him, arching your back so your boobs are now pressing against him, he can feel your hard nipples brushing on his shirt. ''Eyes and mind on me, kitten'' his raspy voice makes you shiver. He leans in and catches your lips for a kiss, his tongue slips in your mouth to meet yours, exchanging moans and chills. When he pulls away a string of saliva connects your lips. As he leans in again to bite down on your bottom lip he spanks your other buttcheek. ''C'mon kitten, show oppa what you've got.'' he locks eyes with you, a little smug smirk on his face. Both of his big hands are on your ass and he grabs it tight to help you start moving, because of course he's the one who's actually in charge. As you begin to pick up the pace, wrapping your arms round your neck and letting your hands slide through his hair, he keeps kneading your ass, rubbing his hands on your skin before landing quick spanks, loving the heat coming from the skin he hit. The mere thought of his red hand print on your pale skin makes his dick twitches. He catches one of your nipple between his lips, sucking and nibbling it, getting drunk on the moans spilling from your mouth, the heat of your body, the scent and the taste of your skin with a hint of sweat. Still grabbing your ass, squeezing the soft flesh, he increases the pace and bury his face on the crook of your neck, his heavy breath breaks on your wet skin making you shiver in his arms. ''Touch yourself'' he murmurs right next to your ear, so you tug at his hair to tilt his head back and bring your other hand up to his mouth to put two fingers inside it, watching him sucking on them before pull them out and slide them between your bodies, reaching your clit to rub it, adding even more sparkles to the fireworks you're already feeling. You cum as he lands one more spank on your ass, tightening and clenching around him as if you wanted to swallow him up, which make him bite down on your shoulder as he spouts his cum inside you. Still catching your breath, you brush away his sweaty hair from his forehead and place a soft kiss on it. Licking his lips and nibbling his bottom lip, he takes a handful of each of your buttcheeks and lifts you up just enough to slide out of you and watches hypnotized his cum dripping out of your pussy and slowly glide down your inner thighs.

#yoongi smut #boyfriend yoongi #yoongi imagine

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tojigasm · 3 years

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I'm not even a virgin anymore and but I want Toji to take my virginity- how the hell am i supposed to deal with this?

Omgggg anon yesss soft!Toji taking ur virginity ugghhh, he'd be so soft and so gentle, I might revist this later and make a longer version T B H

Cw: 18+ minors dni, virginity loss, soft toji + toji kisses (he luvs u), teasing, praise

Words: 802

Toji who holds you in his lap, large and calloused hands rubbing and squeezing at the flesh of your ass as he kisses you. Plush lips sucking on your swollen ones and jean-clad thighs spread underneath your small body.

Toji who cups your plush cheeks in his big hands, giving you soft kisses, comforting your shivering body. you're so nervous and Toji knows, oh Toji knows.

Toji who lays you down on your bed gently, hand cupping the back of your head and the other helping you pull your shirt off. He looks at you with such adoration, such utter rawness you can feel it in your bones.

Toji who kisses down your chest, naming ever single thing he loves about you; sucking bruises into your soft skin. Kissing the underside of your breasts, he takes one into his mouth while massaging the other - the size of his hand dwarfing your chest.

Toji who kisses down your stomach, squeezing and biting at your soft tummy, "god, you're so perfect," he groans, wild blue eyes locked on your own.

Toji who spends what seems like hours between your legs preparing for you to take his cock, sinking his thick fingers into your cunt and sucking on the bud of your clit. You writhe beneath him, large hands holding your hips down to the bed. He's greedy with the way he eats you out, tongue lapping at you soaked folds - "Goddamnit..." his hips jut the bed, "fuck-" he inhales deeply, "you taste so fucking good."

Toji who makes you cum at least three times on his fingers before he even considers fucking you. Curling his digits to stroke against the spongey part of your heat, "Gotta' get you ready, baby," he shakes his head when you give weak sob; you're so sensitive - but that's how he wants you.

Toji who kisses you so slowly and so softly you nearly cry. He holds one of your hands in his own, the other spreading the velvet folds of your cunt. "you okay, sweetie?" moving his hand to rub his thumb into the plush of your spread thigh. You sob again, he's so gentle.

Toji who taps his tip against your entrance, teasing you but still gauging your reactions before he's bending over you and sinking his cock into your tight heat. He's so big, so thick he has to stop halfway; letting you adjust to the delicious stretch his length provides your gummy walls.

Toji who let's you hold onto him as long as you need, nails digging into his tanned skin and tears pouring over your raw cheeks, Toji who wipes your tears away with the pads of his fingers. he holds your hand in his, pressing soft kisses to your neck and whispering praise in your ear. you're shivering beneath him, shuttering breaths and hitches sobs crawling up your throat. "So good fr'me, you're doin' so good fr'me, baby, 'm so proud."

Toji who goes as slow as he can once you tell him it's okay to move, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, body trembling and shivering as your mind struggles to abide by the euphoric pleasure he offers you. "Stay with me, pretty girl." he kisses you.

Toji who moves to kneel between your legs, balls slapping against your ass, picking up one of your smooth legs, he presses soft kisses to the inside of your ankle, reminding you that he loves every part of you.

Toji who moves you into a mating press, heavy balls resting against your folds, a pap! pap! pap! coming from his balls when he thrusts into you, "feel good, babycakes?" he smirks down at you, his dark hair tickling your forehead.

Toji who rubs his thumb against your clit, his thrusts becoming sporadic and lazy, "fuck, oh fuck..." he groans into your ear, a hand coming up to grasp the leg thrown over his shoulder for support. "oh shit, hnnnghh" he whines, he fucking whines and suddenly you're cumming around his cock, walls contracting and tightening around his girthy length.

Toji who gives a few more weak thrusts before pulling out of you, letting his seed run from the lips of your cunt. Kissing your swollen lips and stroking your cheek with his hand, "Did so good fr'me, baby"

Toji who runs you a warm bath and washes your sticky body, your back against his bare chest, big hands massaging the inside of your thighs. You hiss lightly when he rubs a little too hard, "Sorry, baby," he presses a kiss to the back of your head, bringing his hand to cup your jaw, turning your face to meet his own.

Toji who places a gentle kiss to your lips, sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away and pressing your for heads together.

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jinkicake · 4 years

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Nice Hickey

Bokuto, Iwaizumi, and Tendou with a s/o who loves to leave hickeys on them.

Bokuto Koutarou x Reader

Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

Tendou Satori x Reader

Anon,,,, uhhh you know me..... I went feral writing this. Please, do not act surprised. Iwaizumi riles me up like no other, on gawd this man sends me into orbit. I can’t keep doing this with him,,,,, gggggggg. Anyway, ummm </3 ?

SMUT

WC- 1,825

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Bokuto Koutarou

Bokuto loves to kiss you, especially on your neck. In his mind, neck kisses mean he is going to get his dick wet

To Bokuto whenever he kisses your neck it is like his own silent way of saying he wants to fuck you. Or make love,,, whatever your preference is…… I’m not really a make love kinda girl heheh

With that being said….. Whenever you kiss along Bokuto’s neck or give him hickeys, he thinks he is going to get his dick wet. “Kisses leads to sex, does it not?”-Bokuto

Bokuto is SO BEEFY and THICK, omgggg could you imagine holding onto his broad shoulders while pulling on his thick hair as you suck on his neck

Leave Bokuto breathless, do not be afraid to mark him up…. Pretty boys like Bokuto deserve it

If someone points out his hickey Bokuto is like…. "What? What is a hickey??? Konoha, what are you talking about??"

Then the blonde rolls his eyes and pokes his finger into the bruise on Bokuto’s neck

Which makes the drama king yelp really loudly and hold his neck, covering any marks you left

I think Bokuto can get really shy and timid when someone talks about sex LMFAO stupid, I know but I feel like he’s just like oh,,,,, and gets really embarrassed

But then he will forget about it ten minutes later and play volleyball like it’s nobody’s business, all while Konoha is standing there like wtf…… just happened again?

“It’s a heart,” Bokuto sighs to himself as he looks in the mirror. He was changing out of his practice clothes to his school clothes so he can walk home when he noticed the mark on the left side of his ribs. “cute.” He finds himself muttering and starts wondering if he would be able to sneak into your house tonight.

Bokuto finds himself lucky.

A few hours later, after your family had gone to sleep, you’re sneaking Bokuto in through your front door.

“You have to be quiet.” You give him a pointed look and Bokuto nods, innocent radiating off of him, right before he walks into your door. “What did I tell you, Kou?!” You whisper-yell and Bokuto dips his head sheepishly. Instead of saying anything else you place your hands on his back and push him into your room.

You continue to nudge him all the way to your bed, letting him fall onto your blankets and pillows. Even the simple touch of feeling his muscular back sent a kiss of heat down to your stomach. Eagerly, you climb on top of him and rest your thighs on either side of his hips. You flip your hair onto one side of your neck and stare down at Bokuto, your eyes flicker from his golden irises to his lips before a smirk appears on your face.

In a very teasing manner, you lean down to ghost your lips over his own then you ignore him at the last second. Instead, you go to kiss his collarbone, you let your lips rest over his pulse along his neck before sucking on the skin. Bokuto immediately grabs your hips and pulls you flush against him, a moan flying past his lips before he can even stop it.

“What did I tell you?” You snap and Bokuto can only stare at your lips, nodding at whatever you’re saying. You sigh and roll your eyes before leaning down to his ear. “You need to be quiet Kou, can you do that for me?” At the very obedient nod you receive, you know he won’t be able to stay quiet. You’re still willing to risk it all though, just for him.

Iwaizumi Hajime

Please, I just thought about that fan art of Iwaizumi shirtless,,, gaaawwwd I need a minute

I can’t get over the thought of being able to mark up THE Iwaizumi Hajime,,,, it’s making me acting up,,,, he’s so pretty and gorgeous and big,,,,,,, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh TTTTTTTTT and Iwaizumi would probably hold your hips as your lips work his skin and every time the pleasure gets too much he’d squeeze you in his hold,,,,,,,,, I know he would grind up into you too and buck his hips all while groaning so deliciously and omggg im literally panting-

Anyway, Iwaizumi is such a shy wittle baby.... You know he is rather private about his affairs,,,,,

He’d be so cute if you left hickeys on him, he’d turn so red and his blush would be so precious

I feel like he’d get embarrassed if his friends point out his hickeys, like if he got called out on it

Hanamaki and Oikawa would snicker in the corner of the locker room like the gossips they are, pointing and laughing at Iwaizumi

And of course, Iwaizumi is like “what the fuck do you guys want” and then Oikawa is like ‘oh, allow me’

Then he’d point out his bestie’s hickey and make comments about Iwaizumi getting his ass handed to him by you

Of course, Hanamaki is in the corner in TEARS like the clown he is and Iwaizumi can neither confirm nor deny Oikawa’s statement

Then the locker room would go all quiet and that would just make Hanamaki wheeze even harder like baby boy needs a fucking inhaler

“H-Hajime,” You cry, drawing out his name as Iwaizumi continues to thrust into you. His biceps bulge as he pins you against his chest with his arms wrapped around your waist. Iwaizumi grunts and rests his forehead on your shoulder, pinching his eyes together in an attempt to focus on anything but the way you’re squeezing around him so tightly.

“Relax, baby girl.” He says and kisses your shoulder, his lips leave a trail of fire in their wake and you arch into him. Your chest rubs against his own and Iwaizumi bites his to tongue to hide the way he moans at the feeling of your soft breasts.

Iwaizumi Hajime is not delicate when you fucks you, he doesn’t know how to be delicate. He leaves too many marks and roughs you up to the brink of tears, but afterwards he is always so sweet with you that it could give you a toothache.

Something has Iwaizumi on the edge and you can’t figure it out. If only you knew it was because he saw the hickeys littering his hips when he was getting dressed for school yesterday. It fueled him with an insatiable need that only you can satisfy.

“Please, Hajime, more. I need more.” You beg and begin to lick his neck, your hot tongue makes Iwaizumi’s hips stutter slightly and causes a shiver to run up his spine.

“Oh, I can tell by the way you’re sucking me in. I can barely move.” Iwaizumi pants against your shoulder and you wiggle your hips at his words. It’s so hot, too fucking hot.

Iwaizumi wants to keep teasing you, wants to keep you begging just like this. He wants to see how much you will say and do, just how pretty you look when you are begging for his cock. With that thought in mind, he keeps thrusting into you but doesn’t notice the way his happy trail stimulates your clit. The little patch of hair makes you nearly sob and you bite down hard on Iwaizumi’s neck, no doubt leaving a mark.

“H-Hey!” Your boyfriend barks weakly and you continue to fall into a sloppy mess on his lap. “All this for my cock? Hmm?” Iwaizumi can’t help the pride swell in his chest at just how weak he makes you.

Tendou Satori

Tendou,,,, Satori the precious light of my life

This motherfucker….. the second your lips touch your neck he’s like ‘oh a b0ner!”

And then he tries to play it off like,,,,,, “Angel, I’m just happy to see you~~~”

Tendou loves when you leave hickeys on him, he adores being pampered in your affection and just lusts over the feeling of your hands running across his chest as you grind shamelessly into his lap

And yes, he loves when you leave marks like hello! A mf wants to show off,,,

He’d walk around practice and act like he has the biggest dick, not like anyone can see his hickey though because you teased him by only leaving a tiny barely visible mark just below his ear

Tendou loves to brag about you and talk about you and think about you, so whenever someone aka Semi calls him shameless….. Tendou is like “oh you mean THIS? This lovely hickey my s/o left for me because they love me so much?!”

And then Tendou would call Semi a virgin and walk away like won an all kill

We all know damn well Semi isn’t a virgin, next.

Even though Tendou loves when you give him hickeys, just know that the only thing he loves more is giving you some hickeys of your own~~

You moan softly against Tendou’s skin, sucking a bruise into his pale neck before pulling away. Tendou always looks so hot underneath you, maybe it’s the agitation twitching in his fingers from not being in charge or maybe it is the way his eyes darken like he won’t be able to hold back anymore. Whatever it is, all you know is that you love when Tendou is underneath you.

Tendou, however, doesn’t like it nearly as much as you do.

“No, it’s my turn.” Tendou growls and flips you over onto the bed. Just seconds before you were on top of him, grinding against him slowly as your lips teased his jawline. You kept nipping at any spot you saw fit, under his ear and above his collarbone, anywhere you knew got him weak. Tendou settles down between your legs, dipping his hips to thrust his clothed core over your own. He smirks when your head tilts back against the pillows and your chest arches into the air.

“Mine.” He mutters as he claims the valley of your breasts. He pulls down the front of your shirt, no doubt stretching the neckline in order to mark you up as his own. Tendou wastes no time in lapping at your skin. His tongue licks a broad stripe up before latching his mouth onto the top of your right breast, he sucks on the skin and gently bites down with his teeth.

You bite the inside of your cheek, pinch your lips together, you do anything to keep your moans from slipping out. You’re still pissed at him for stopping your previous actions. Tendou glares up at you, his red irises pick up on your annoyed face and he sneaks his hand under your shirt to pinch your nipple in retaliation.

“S-Satori!” You gasp and lightly tap the back of his head, appalled at his bold actions.

“There we go,” He grunts and rolls his hips against yours once more, ripping a moan out from your throat. “ah, there we go.” Tendou hums in appreciation at the noises and heads right back to marking up your chest.

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tennessoui · 3 years

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omgggg yes number 45 gimme some number 45 obikin PLEASE

ok,,,,,,this is no. 1 Soulmates + no.45 in love with best friend's partner but it kinda got away from me so it's almost 2k and also like there's world-building im awful at snippets. This is obikin but also mentions of qui-gon/anakin BUT it's a fake relationship. it's not in the story, but the premise obi-wan doesn't know is that anakin needed coruscanti citizenship to get their healthcare for his mom, and qui-gon decides to help him out by marrying him to give him automatic citizenship i uh might continue this if people like it because it was fun to write whoops

“We met at the spaceport three days ago,” Anakin says with a demure little smile, curling further into Qui-Gon’s outstretched arm. The soft lamplight glints off the golden band Anakin’s wearing on his finger. Obi-Wan has had a hard time looking anywhere else since arriving in his old master’s quarters, has had a hard time thinking of anything else except that he’d always imagined Anakin wearing a more bronzed shade of gold.

It had been a shock to hear that while Obi-Wan had been out on a mission, Qui-Gon had returned to Coruscant with a husband in tow. Yes, alright, short courtships aren’t rare anywhere in the galaxy, especially between soulmates.

But Obi-Wan knows intimately well--better than anyone else in this room--that Anakin and Qui-Gon aren’t, in fact, soulmates.

Mace seems to be thinking the same thing because he states, with a slight question in his voice, “I was under the impression that your soulmate had passed into the Force, Qui-Gon.”

“We’re not soulmates,” Qui-Gon corrects placidly, arm moving away from Anakin’s shoulders--Obi-Wan can breathe again--so he can fiddle with the cuff around his wrist, which hides the faded name of his mate. “But now that the Jedi Order has lifted its marriage ban for non-Soulmate couples, I thought, why spend the rest of my life alone?”

Anakin catches Qui-Gon’s hand and places a kiss on the back of his fingers. Obi-Wan is going to scream.

When Anakin looks up to the assembled Jedi watching, he doesn’t look at Obi-Wan once. It’s the worst thing in the galaxy, the fact that other than very briefly an hour ago, Anakin hasn’t looked at him at all. It’s been five years. “And I’ve met my soulmate, but they…decided they didn’t want to stay with me, that they didn’t want me.”

Obi-Wan inhales sharply at this and forgets to bite his tongue. “Maybe your soulmate had other obligations that they had to fulfill,” Obi-Wan bites out.

He’d thought Anakin ignoring him had been awful, but that’s nothing compared to the pain of having him look at him with eyes as cold as Hoth. “I think I’d know more about my soulmate than you would, master Jedi. Ah, I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten your name.”

Obi-Wan almost tells him to check his wrist if he needs a reminder about Obi-Wan’s name, but the words get stuck in his throat.

It’s probably for the best.

Obi-Wan’s spent five years and the duration of a war hiding the name of his soulmate from the Jedi Order, and he can’t say it now. His other half has made it quite clear that he can’t say it now.

“Excuse me,” Obi-Wan says, standing suddenly. He knows he should stay, should sit through the rest of the intake interview the Council gives to all non-Jedi sentients that marry a Jedi, soulmates or no, but he can’t. He’s the youngest person to sit on the Council in written history, he’s survived a war, trained the stubbornest Padawan of her generation, and this--this--looking across the table at Anakin Skywalker, dolled up and petty and full of hatred for him as he wears another man’s ring, Obi-Wan’s former master’s ring--this is going to be the thing that kills him.

Luckily, no one tries to stop him as he leaves. Maybe they think he’s just reacting to the fact that his fifty-eight year old master came home with a twenty-five year old husband. Maybe everything he’s feeling is written out on his face. Maybe he should never have tried to hide Anakin away. Maybe he should have called for extraction from his deep cover mission as soon as their hands had touched and their soulmarks had appeared. Maybe these past seven years should never have happened.

Force knows Obi-Wan would sleep easier if he had never walked into that Tatooine bar. If he had never met Anakin Skywalker.

He tries to meditate in his favorite spot in the Room of A Thousand Fountains, but it’s an impossible task. Mostly, he sits in a classic lotus position and broods.

A few hours later, when Obi-Wan thinks he’s recovered some of his composure, the person who’s always been able to ruin it sits himself down in front of him with a lot of unnecessary noise.

“When you talked about this place, I thought it sounded like the biggest waste of water in the entire galaxy,” Anakin’s voice sounds...normal. Like they’re picking up the thread of a conversation they had just dropped a moment ago, as if five years and a wedding and a war don’t stretch between them.

But if Anakin wants to talk to Obi-Wan like they had before, he’ll try his hardest to meet him there. Slowly, he opens his eyes. Anakin’s lounging back, still wearing the ceremonial robes of a Jedi’s bride, the loose blue silk barely hanging onto one of his shoulders. Obi-Wan wants to close his eyes again, immediately. “The greenery wouldn’t be able to survive without the water.”

Anakin nods, looking around as if slightly disinterested by it all. When he’d been eighteen, he’d soaked up every story Obi-Wan could tell him about the Temple, about the Jedi. Those piercing blue eyes find him again. It’s as if he knows Obi-Wan’s thoughts, because he smiles in the most humorless way. “I used to think I’d live here, and then I could see for myself if the beauty was worth the excess.”

“And?” Obi-Wan asks. It’s all he can get out of his throat. It’s very clear what Anakin isn’t saying. That he used to think he’d live here with Obi-Wan. That they'd be--that they'd be.

“Now I understand that there’s no winning that argument. What one man sees as a waste, another might see as a treasure.”

Obi-Wan can’t do this. He thought--maybe he could--but. He can’t. “I’m sorry,” he says quietly, moving to stand on his feet. “I hate to leave, but I must attend to--”

Anakin scrambles to his feet and latches onto Obi-Wan’s covered wrist. “Do you?” he asks intently, his hold tightening. “Did you?”

“This--this is most inappropriate, Chosen Skywalker, please remove yourself from my person.”

Anakin, blast him, moves even closer. Obi-Wan wonders if he can hear his heartbeat from that far away or if it’s just in Obi-Wan’s ears. “You have to tell me,” he demands. He’s always demanded things from Obi-Wan. Stories, and kisses, and comfort, and promises. Obi-Wan had given him everything he’d asked for, up until the very end.

Unsurprisingly, nothing has changed.

“Tell you what,” Obi-Wan snaps, yanking his wrist away from Anakin’s touch. Even through the covering, his skin feels burned. “Tell you that I hated having to leave you? Tell you that I’ve thought about you every night since then? Tell you that there was a war, that I had to fight, that I didn’t choose to go? That I had a duty to the galaxy, to the Jedi, to my family?”

“You had a duty to me!” Anakin snarls back, squaring his shoulders and shoving forward into Obi-Wan’s space. “I was your soulmate and you left me and I waited and you never once called me, never once tried to visit! And then the war ended and you never came back!” His voice breaks and the flood of words Obi-Wan desperately does not want to hear breaks with it for just a second. “Why didn’t you come back? I don’t...I don’t care that you had to fight. I knew I couldn’t leave with you, not until I had freed my mom. But you just. You left.”

“I’m not the same man I was, Anakin,” Obi-Wan says softly. His voice shakes and he has to turn his head away from his soulmate’s watery blue eyes. “The war--it changed me. It hurt, to fight and kill and strategize on how to more effectively fight and kill the next day. Four years of that, and I knew at the end I wasn’t fit to be anyone’s soulmate, least of all yours.”

When Obi-Wan had first met him, Anakin had been laughing. His head had been tipped back, curls falling over his shoulders. The noise had been loud and honest. He’d been radiant in the Force. It had taken weeks for Obi-Wan to really believe something so bright could be the other half of his soul.

“I wanted to,” Obi-Wan whispers. “Every night I wanted to, and it only got harder after the war ended. I never stopped wanting to. Wanting you.”

“How am I supposed to believe you?” Anakin asks. Obi-Wan wants to ask him why it matters if he believes him or not, but Anakin’s words from earlier float back to him. They decided they didn’t want to stay with me, that they didn’t want me. He can’t let Anakin continue to think Obi-Wan didn’t want him, not when he wanted him so badly he ached from it.

With shaking fingers, he moves to pull down the collar of his robes, just far enough that he can pull out the japor snippet he’s worn around his neck since the day Anakin gave it to him. He slowly lifts it over his head and presents it to his soulmate. Anakin’s eyes are wide with wonder as he stares down at the necklace, worm almost smooth by how often Obi-Wan had rubbed the carving with his thumb. “Always, Anakin,” Obi-Wan murmurs, reaching out to grab Anakin’s hand and dropping the wood carving into his palm. He carefully folds the man’s lax fingers around the necklace.

Hating himself for doing it, but needing to do it anyway, he brushes his lips over his fingers in a ghost of a kiss. Beneath his mouth, the wedding band feels warm from Anakin’s body heat. It’s a shockingly cold reminder.

“May the Force bless you and your Chosen, and reunite you at every end of your every day,” Obi-Wan whispers the Council’s official blessings for newly-wed couples into Anakin’s skin.This is the last time he’s ever going to touch him. He doesn’t want to let go.

He must. He does.

#qui-gon definitely knew anakin was obi-wans soulmate when they started talking #he was like my dumb former padawan will not let himself be happy #so im going to wingman the shit out of him #by marrying his soulmate so they have to see each other again #and hopefully even talk about everything!#this cannot possibly go wrong #(it did)#but obi-wan and anakin end up together because qui-gon and anakin have their marriage annulled to the relief of everyone #asks #obikin #my fics #if all these prompts are going to be 1500 + words I do not know how fast i will finish them #but im trying #it's doing wonders for my writers block #prompt fill

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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ANOTHER VICTORY

Michael “Riz” Ariza x Reader

Anon asked: I just want you to know I had a dream where I had sex with Riz and he was PACKING below the belt 😏 and it was great and Omgggg I will pay you if you can write a nsfw fic about that. (Also include doggy style bc that was the position 😏😏) please and ty so much ❤️❤️❤️

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: NSFW, smut and Riz being daddiest.

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford 💘

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. Gif credits to: @fromthesixteenthfloor

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With the cardboard box of Jose Cuervo on the bar, you tie your hair in a pony-tail to place the bottles in the shelving hanging on the wall. Ray came with Happy last night, and the prospect is pretty gentle with you. You two also have a lot of things in common, so always it's nice to see him again. You're laughing about one of his bad jokes, watching sideways the tensed jaw of Riz, some meters away, sitting on a table and playing poker with some Mayans and some Sons'. He's not even paying attention to the game.

“So, when you finish?”

“Ah...” Turning to your wrist to watch the clock, you calculate the time. “One hour, more or less, why?”

“We can go to that new foodtruck you said last time”.

“Sure! I would like it. A friend of Letti works there”.

“I'm done”. You hear Riz's rough voice, seeing how he throws his cards on the table, getting up of his chair.

Walking towards you, he grabs your forearm turning you to a strange confusion, whilst he's practically dragging you through the hallway straight to the dorms. You don't ask. You know exactly what is going on, with a naughty smile on your lips. He opens the door of the room you used to use, pushing you inside, before closing it back. He looks furious, but not at you, but because of Ray and his little shame of flirting with you.

You're about to cross your arms, trying to look outraged, when he nails his hands on your hips pulling you into his body with a dry hit, crashing his lips with yours. Growling at the slight lash of pain, you tangle your hands in his hair, enjoying the dirty and angry kiss he's giving you. His hands moving fast, lifting up your shirt over your head to throw it somewhere, while yours are traveling down to the belt. He's hard because of the excessive and exaggerated situation, and you can't help but feel blessed because of his jealousy. He's not the kind that could hit another man, but fuck you harder to mark his territory and make himself sure you're satisfied enough to not find another guy.

“What 'you gonna' do, papi?” You ask with a husky voice and your lungs looking for some air.

He doesn't answer, getting you undressed as you unzip his jeans walking towards the bed. And when he can, he turns you under his hands to make you kneel on the mattress spreading your legs enough to enjoy the view for a second. He doesn't even need to play with you, 'cause he knows you're wet enough when he behaves that way. Supporting your weight on your knees and on your palms, he guides his reddened glans between your legs, till he's able to pound you with all his strength making you moan loudly with closed eyes.

“Shit, Riz...” You growl, tangling your fingers in the sheets, while he nails his on your wrist.

Every thrust is angrier than the last, hitting your soul without regrets as you like. You're sure that someone turned on the radio outside of the room, just to not hear you. It's a little uncomfortable, but you love screaming out his full name when you finish.

“Oh, god... just like that, papi”. You gasp biting your lips, arching down your back to rest your chest on the bed sinking your head between your arms.

Riz spanks your ass two times, making you squirm for a second. You enjoy a lot the sex with him when he's riled up. 'Cause it's not because of you, but he takes it out on you giving you such pleasure, always being careful of not hurting you. One of his hands tour your back, tangling it in the pony-tail to lift you up with a jerk, fitting his body better between your legs and your back supported on his chest.

Thrusting you with a non-stop move, he puts that hand grabbing your throat, looking desperate for bite your neck twisting it and leaving a wet trail of saliva. Your groans get louder placing your fingers around his wrist to make some pressure on your skin, while his other hand goes down your low belly till find your disregarded clit.

“Fuck, baby...” Riz moans on your ear, stroking your wetness with his forefinger, drawing an imaginary road through your back with kisses, pushing your chest again to the mattress.

His hands holds your waist now, pounding you faster with his head leaning slightly back. His gasps dancing with yours all around the room. He's a self-confident man and he trusts you blindly, but Happy's prospect drives him insane in a bad mood, and he hate everytime that kid is swarming near you, as if he thinks that he could have a chance with you. But you're Ariza's property and everybody knows that fact. Not as a trophy, nor a possession, nor a piece of meat in a barbecue, but the love of his life, being bewitched by you.

Maybe sometimes he has a weird way to show you that he loves you, but it's part of his charm and you like it. Licking your lips, you start to feel how close you are of cumming because the pleasure he's drowning you into. Riz pulls himself out with a disappointed growl in your throat, turning you over the bed.

“I wanna see you cum, baby”. He says laying in top of you, forcing your legs to wrap his waist.

He digs his hardness without expecting, arching your back a little because of it, looking for his lips to kiss him and suck his tongue in a soft lick, whilst your moans floods the room. Some heat chills run through the skin of your thighs, bristling it. He loves your face when the ecstasy wraps you, seeing that it's the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

“Fuckin' Michael Ariza!” You scream out, closing your eyes and your mouth opened, while he chuckles without stopping till he fills you with his seed, with a guttural howl full of pleasure.

“Me vuelves loco, mi amor”. (You drive me crazy, my love). He whispers tiredly on your ear, kissing gently your neck and your collarbone, trying to recover his air.

You laugh covering your mouth for a second, caressing lovely with your feet his legs. Shaking your hair then, you get comfy under his body, still inside you.

“I bet you will can't to have lunch outside”. He says then, kissing your lips slowly and enjoying them.

“Yea', congratulations. You always win”.

“This is my most desired victory”.

“I'm pretty sure, Rizzy. But now, get outta' my room, 'cause I need to take a shower and keep working”.

“At your service, mi reina”.

Pulling himself out and cleaning the mess he made, he gets dressed back while you're staring at him with a funny smile on your face. Before leaving, he leans to you with a hand placed on your neck, to give you some last kisses all around your cheeks and temples.

“I love you”.

“Yea' sure. Go fuck yourself”. You chuckle pushing him to get up.

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burnedbyshoto · 5 years

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Ready Player One

Kinktober Day 5 ~ kink: thigh-ridding

pairing: shigaraki tomura x fem!reader

warnings: smut, cussing

word count: 2,475

a/n: day five omgggg.....so.....remember when I said someone should write about thigh riding shiggy....I caved

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Being friends with benefits was one of the best things in life, and also the worst things in life. You knew that men were always attached through physical intimacy. Ride their dick, suck their dick, let them pound you with their dick? You had them for as long as you needed.

So it was always wonderful being able to have a dick with no relationship. Somedays the hormones were undeniable and insatiable and you needed that extra help. That’s when friends with benefits seemed the best! You didn’t have the time and energy to invest in a loving relationship, not with your career. So the occasional ‘are you up’ text was the best thing you could have.

But it also had its downsides. It wasn’t the cliche issue, you weren’t in love with the guy who was giving you dick! As you said before, there is no time for a loving relationship, so there was no time to fall for anyone. The downside was that your stupid friends with benefits refused to cave to your needs. You had an agreement, if someone was horny out of their goddamn minds, you had to help out! No questions; it didn’t matter when or where; you had to!

What you couldn’t understand is why your friend-with-benefits was ignoring you. Nothing you did was getting his attention. No matter how much you begged did he look. His eyes focused in on his stupid fucking game while you begged to get dicked down.

“Shiggy,” You snap again, your upper lip pulled into a snarl. “I. Am. Horny.”

Shigaraki has the audacity to ignore you. Speaking into his mic to some other gaming nerd somewhere in this goddamn country.

Sure it didn’t fucking matter when you were in the middle of the damn store buying groceries! He fucked you behind a stack of boxes that day! But now that you needed some fucking dick, nope, the rules didn’t apply.

“Stupid, spoiled, son of a bitch,” You mutter taking a seat on his mattress. Why did you even agree to be Shigaraki’s fuck buddy? Well, Dabi was too lazy half the time and m.i.a. and a girl has needs. Toga would attempt to kill you in her passionate love affair, and you valued your life. Sako was a hard no. Spinner felt like a baby brother to you. Twice was too old.

It could only be Shigaraki.

Unsure of what you could do, your eyes roamed his body in -attempt to find that ‘aha’ moment. You could suck his dick underneath the table, but that would be helping him. Not you. Right now you could give two fewer shits about if he got off, you only wanted yourself to get off.

You also knew taking his pants off and using him for penetration alone was not a good move. You may be a villain, but you sure as hell weren’t a rapist. Also again, it would be beneficial to him, and right now you could give a rat’s ass about what he wanted.

You could also masturbate on his bed, but what was the fun in that? With that stupid headset on, he would most likely not hear you unless you were moaning like some porn star! Better yet if he didn’t hear you, you couldn’t make him feel stupid for ignoring your demand to get fucked. You needed to get him back for not wanting to dick you down when you wanted.

His thigh was bouncing in its typical manner whenever he played video games. He was always bouncing it to calm himself down. It was the stupidest thing, you thought. Why would he need to calm himself down over a video game that lets you respawn as many times as you needed? Ridiculous.

It hit you.

Oh yeah. That seemed like the perfect way to get yourself off and also make him pay for putting you through this garbage.

Really all you needed was a fucking quickie, but boys and their video games were the worst.

Standing up off his bed, you slipped off your shorts revealing a modest black thong you had been wearing. There was never really any need to dress up nice for Shigaraki. But you did enjoy not wearing your ugly panties when you needed to get fucked. You pulled off your shirt, leaving you only in a white sports bra.

You heard Shigaraki curse, and your eyes snapped over. You were hopeful that he had noticed you changing and was now going to join you. But your eye twitched at the sight of his red screen, the words ‘You Died” illuminating across the screen. Shigaraki raked his fingers through his hair.

Sighing you walked over, making sure to keep your current wardrobe choice hidden. “Shiggy, please?” You whisper into his ear, the one not connected to his mic so as to not get picked up by any other nerd listening in to him.

Shigaraki shoves you away with his shoulder, his fingers jabbing towards the screen. “I’m busy.”

You just about snarl as the screen illuminates the start-up page. Giving him a thirty-second waiting period before respawning him.

“Yeah, I’m still here.” Shigaraki snaps into his headset, “They got me at the Old Tower… yeah, I didn’t see them at all. No, we got them next time.”

Your nostrils flare as the waiting time is now less than ten seconds, and in two smooth movements. You shove Shigaraki’s chair slightly backward and straddle his thigh. His eyes snap over to you, his red irises dark with irritation.

You cock your eyebrow up as you can hear the sounds from his headset. “Better not die again,” You quip, a sarcastic grin on your face.

“Ready Player One!” The game announcer calls, and Shigaraki’s attention gets snapped back to the game.

“I am ready.” You sigh as your hips roll against the rough fabric of his jeans. The shivers the shoot through your body as you do so causes you to bite on your tongue to keep from being too loud. You were horny as hell before you started this, so you had no idea how long you were truly going to be able to last.

You smile realizing that Shigaraki’s legs have quit bouncing. You also note that he’s silent as the muffled voices of his teammates hit your ears. Your hips fall into a slow rhythm of sliding up and down his thigh. Your fingers trailing from your hipbone all the way to your breasts.

A muffled moan escaping your mouth as your fingers squeeze your aroused nipples. Even if it was through the fabric of your sports bra, it's enough to make your body shudder.

The heated pressure of your cunt is raising quite fast. In response to that, you drop a single hand towards Shigaraki’s inner thigh. You do this to stabilize yourself. You do it so that you can grind your dripping cunt up and down his pant leg at a faster face. Shigaraki, however, didn’t see it in that way as he hisses softly at the touch.

A gasping laugh escapes your mouth as his leg tenses underneath you. “Your leg feels soo fucking good,” You gasp as you finger roams up your neck, tangling in your hair.

“Stop.” Shigaraki snaps at you, his eyes shifting from you and back to the screen.

Muffled voices fill your ears again as his teammates try figuring out what he’s saying stop to.

Your hips jut out, now circling themselves into the same spot at your silently chant Shigaraki’s name. Your head tilts backward as you moan. The continuous pressure of rubbing your clit on his pant leg catching up to you. Your pussy feels like its soaked through your thong as you cry out his name.

Clear as day, Shigaraki lets out a low groan.

“Dude, what was that?!” You hear someone yell in his headset, and you laugh as you drag your sports bra above your breasts.

“Nothing, keep fucking playing!” Shigaraki seethes, and you quirk your eyebrow. Oh, you were definitely going to get him to snap in front of these friends of his.

Shigaraki’s eyes now flashing from his screen to your perky breasts like he was playing on two screens. Your hands roll both your nipples within your thumb and forefinger. Your hips start creating figure-eights on his thigh.

You grind your hips even further into his thigh. Gasps escaping your lips as your pert nipples feel overstimulated. Your tugging fingers never stopping once. His name is a hopeless cry in your mouth as you were slowly increasing in sound. “I’m so fucking close,” You whine as you drop your right hand to press against your throbbing clit.

An entirely too provocative moan escapes your lips. You gasp as Shigaraki’s thighs begin bouncing again, further increasing your stimulation. The overall motion becoming way too much as you curse over, and over, again. You’re eyes trained on Shigaraki who is now staring at you. Breathless pants escaping his mouth as his screen turns red.

He was dead.

“DUDE--”

Shigaraki crumbles his headset into dust and shuts off his computer. Throwing his controller to the side as your body convulses on top of his leg. The pressure built higher and higher, and his hands forcefully ground you deeper into his lap.

“Oh my--fucK!” You shriek as you come hard on his lap, pants continuously pouring out of both of your mouths as your hips still. Your face flushed and warm from coming off of your high.

Smacking his hands off of your hips, you stand up, grinning at the wet patch on the fabric of his jeans. Your legs were wobbly, but you felt like you were on top of the world.

“Thank you for that,” You sigh as you press your lips against his chapped ones. “I’ll see you later?”

You only bother to fix your sports bra as you pick up your shirt and shimmy on your shorts. You walk to the front door, opening it as you grin.

The door slams before you can get out, his pale hand keeping it in place as his raging boner ground into your ass.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”Shigaraki sneers as you roll your ass into his crotch, a smirk on your face.

“Going to bed now,” You state with no issue. “Did you need anything?”

“Well because you can’t seem to fucking listen to me, I’m horny now too.”

A grin overcomes your features as you turn around in his arms. Your leg hooking around his hips to draw him nearer as your lips press against his.

It’s a passionate kiss, bodies grinding into one another. The feeling of his hands tracing the sides of your torso. You pant into his mouth as his tongue dances with yours.

Your pull away suddenly, opening the door and slipping out. “Sorry! I’m super tired!” You apologize as you turn around and bound down the hallway, a giggle in your step.

You can feel him stalking after you down the hallways, but you don’t care. He started this, and you sure as hell were not going to be the bigger person in this scenario.

Slipping into your room, you let him in with a smile. “How may I help you?” You ask as you throw your clothes on the floor. Stripping off your shorts as you move to your dresser to pick out some pajamas.

As you bend down, his hips are on your ass immediately, and you moan softly at the sensation.

“I’m going to fuck you just like this, and don’t you dare try fucking moving.” Shigaraki snarls as his fingers crumple your thong into ashes, and you smack his legs.

“Don’t fucking ruin my clOTHES!!!” You shriek as he unexpectedly rams his full length into you. A mewl rips from your throat as your hands grip the handles of your drawers.

“You’re such a fucking whore,” He snarls, his hips slamming into you without you being ready. “I bet you wanted to get noticed by those fucking idiots.”

“M-Maybe if they heard me they would’ve fucked me instead of you!” You gasp as your face pressed against the cool wood.

His hand reaches around your shaking thighs to press firmly against your aching clit. Your body tensing at the pressure. “You’re fucking mine,” Shigaraki insists, the tip of his finger curling on your sensitive clit. “Do you understand?”

Your pussy clenches at those words. His body ramming into your at such a delicious force your arms quivered. You were desperate as they tried to keep you from falling completely into the dresser. He grabbed your hair, tugging it harshly as you cried out his name. Your spasming cunt was once again building in pressure.

“You better be quiet,” Shigaraki hisses. His opposite hand moving to grasp your breast in his four finger hold. “I don’t want anyone walking in on you taking my cock like the fucking slut you are.”

You gasp as your hips continue to rock back into his, the rhythm of your fucking making you almost delirious. Shigaraki growls out curses as he moves his hands back to your waist. Slamming your body at a higher ferocity into his hard cock. Your hands slamming against the wood for greater support.

“God, you’re such a disobedient slut, trying to get me to fuck you like this? Was this your plan all along?” Your head nods vigorously, your unsteady pants filling the room. Your hips are no longer able to keep up with his insane speed. “I want you to come around my cock, can you do that for me?”

A pained mewl escapes your mouth as you nod your head again, “Yes! OH my god!!”

Your pussy clamps around his cock, unable to hold back your orgasm as you come hard around his moving dick. You moan out loudly as pleasure-filled waves shoot down every ligament in your body.

Shigaraki grunts, his hips never slowing down as he chases after your orgasm. His hips are merciless in his own quest for release. He chuckles at your staggered groans. Your hips weakly shifting back into his until he moans loudly. His cock releasing his hot load into your pulsating cunt.

He stills, leaning against your dresser for support until he removes himself from you.

Your breathing heightens, you’re barely able to stand back up to stare into his lust-filled eyes. A satisfied groan leaving your lips as you can feel his cum seeping out of your pussy. Dripping down your legs.

“Don’t ever do that again,” Shigaraki mutters as he presses a kiss against your lips. “Next time, I won’t be as kind.”

A smirk endows your face as he leaves, his jeans unbuckled still. You lick your lips softly, you were definitely doing that again.

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thirstyandbeautiful · 3 years

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Do you think.. you could.. write thigh riding with Daniel? Like you did with George? Idk maybe he would catch you looking at his legs and just .. know what you’re thinking about? You’d be kinda shy at first but he would guide your hips and just .. omgggg getting horny here 🥵

“What are you looking at, love?”

Your eyes bounced up from Daniel’s lap to his face, where a smirk pulled at one side of his face as he looked at you expectantly. You looked back down at your phone in your lap, mumbling a quick ‘nothing’ before opening your instagram app to mindlessly scroll.

“Seemed like you were thinking awfully hard.” Daniel got to his feet, crossing the short distance between the two couches before he plopped down next to you, his thigh touching yours as he spread his legs and threw his arm over the back of the couch behind you. “Wouldn’t want you to hurt that pretty little head.”

You scoffed. “Shut up.”

You refused to look at him, still zeroed in on your phone cause you knew, you just knew, you’d get all flustered if you looked at him now and that was what he wanted. You couldn’t just give him what he wanted, never. You crossed your legs to assuage the tingling between them, and sighed when it didn’t help.

Daniel giggled next to you and leaned in to kiss your cheek before you suddenly felt his lips against the shell of your ear.

“I saw you staring. If there’s something you want, just ask, Princess.” He kissed the soft spot behind your ear. “Tell me what you were staring at.”

Daniel started nipping, licking and kissing at that soft spot on your neck and you couldn’t help but melt. Your phone fell to the other cushion as you let it drop from your grip, your head tilting to the side as your eyes slid shut, just enjoying the sensation of Daniel’s mouth on your skin. You lifted your left hand and cupped the side of his neck, encouraging him to stay where he was.

“Tell me.” Daniel’s teeth were sharp against you now.

“Your thigh!” You jumped with the harsh bite, your hand dropping from his neck to squeeze the appendage in question. “I was staring at your thigh.” Your words escaping amongst the harsh pants of your breath as you whimpered.

Daniel leaned back on the couch, wrapping one of his arms around you to haul you to his side, one of your legs bent over his lap as your front molded to his side. You looked up at him and pulled him to you so you could kiss him. Your tongues and lips pressed together as you eagerly moaned into his mouth.

“No, no, no.” Daniel chastised against your mouth.

He hooked his arm under the bent leg over his lap and pulled you so you straddled his inked thigh. You placed your hands on his shoulder and looked at him confusedly. When you tried to lift your leg so you could sit on his lap, he pushed your leg back in place.

“Daniel, I-”

“You’re gonna get off, just like this.” He told you.

You bit your lip and stared at the hungry expression on his face.

“Come here, baby.” He cooed at you.

He cupped your face in his large hands, pulling you down to kiss him, the kiss quickly going deeper and deeper as your lips moved faster and faster. Soon you were moaning into his mouth and him into yours. Daniel’s hands fell to your hips, where they squeezed and pulled on the soft flesh. You were pulled into rocking yourself on his leg. You whined against his mouth, and Daniel bit your lip in reply.

You had never ridden a thigh before, but it was quickly becoming your favorite thing. His thigh was so wide, so firm, so warm. Your grinding gave relief to your aching clit and soon you were being much more forceful about it, no help from Daniel needed. You dry humped his leg, panting into his mouth as the pleasure mounted. Daniel pulled your hair, making your head drop back. When he latched on to the skin of your neck again, he began growling encouragement and dirty things between all the nips and licking.

“Wanna see how wet your leggings are after this.”

“You gonna cum on my leg?”

“Dirty little thing, you’re gonna get my cock next.”

“So fucking hot.”

He growled into your skin, his hand in your hair firm as you moaned to the ceiling, not a single embarrassed cell in your body. Your whole body was humming, chanting, desperate to cum as you rode your man’s leg. You tensed your legs around Daniel’s and finally fell over the edge, your whole body tightening as you came just from rubbing your clothed cunt across his body.

“Fuck, that was hot.”

Daniel pulled your face down, his grip gone from the back of your head. He pressed his lips to yours gently before pulling your leg over him, letting you settle in his lap. You whimpered when your core brushed against the unmistakable heavy heat between Daniel’s legs. Daniel shushed you before leaning forward on to his feet, lifting you in his arms while you snaked your arms and legs around him where he held you up.

“We’ll finish this in bed.”

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iamkatehardy · 5 years

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Abba (Alfie Solomons x Reader)

Request: Definitely in the mood for something with a Daddy Dom Alfie and a Little, obedient reader who's always trying to please her Daddy 🤤😍 ; As the anon who requested Daddy Dom Alfie, I suggest the scenario be Alfie having the reader tied up and just using her to blow off some steam 🤤 she's not allowed to cum, and when she does by accident, he punishes her with the overstimulation and has her orgasming repeatedly and she just has to lie there and take it for her Daddy omgggg 😍

Warnings: Smut; Mentions of cancer (First paragraphs only.)

A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble, but I got carried and now it’s almost 4k words (almost exclusively smut)😂😂 Hope you enjoy it! (I’m not a smut writer, but I tried.) Let me know what you think!

Abba

Everybody knew Alfie was sick. A couple close people told him to have a break, advising him to quit working so hard and make an effort to take care of himself, but he just wouldn’t listen. At least when he was swamped with work, he wouldn’t think about his deteriorating health as much as when he was home alone.

Cooking was difficult for him and his house was a complete mess, but honestly he no longer cared if he was living on a shit-hole, or about himself; he’d always refuse to let any of his sisters help him, considering they had their own families to worry about. He never wanted to be a burden, especially when he was sick; it would only make him feel even more powerless, which was something he frankly hated.

His sisters were, however, deeply worried about his condition and whether he would be well enough; if he kept dragging himself to his own circle of self-pity and self-condemnation, trying to keep everyone away from him, he probably wouldn’t. Whether Alfie liked it or not, they had come to a decision: they would hire a housekeeper to help them keep an eye on him.

In the beginning, it hadn’t been easy at all. You had to be extremely careful when dealing to him; not only he had a filthy temper, his trust was hard to earn and he would rarely let someone see the man inside. He didn’t get involved with people, he wouldn’t want to; that was only until you walked into his life. When you came into his life, it changed for the better; somehow, you brought him hope.

It wasn’t long before your relationship was beyond the professional realm; you both maintained an unusual physical and emotional bond that provided him all the comfort he could ask for, making him feel rejuvenated. You cared for each other on a genuine way.

Alfie saw you as his little girl and that was the only reason that kept him going. It had two sides; he loved to pamper you, make you feel special, protect you… But within four walls it was a complete different story, as he also loved to be strict and punish you, having the dominance he craved for.

There were times when he was down; on those days he would just stay late, working even after everybody left the bakery. Although he initially refused company, you just couldn’t let him alone in those moments, because you knew it was when he actually needed you the most.

Once he took too long to show up that night, you decided to visit him on the bakery. You knocked softly on the office door and poked your head into the room.

“May I come in?”

When he saw you at the door, he put the paperwork aside and removed his glasses, rubbing his tired eyes.

“What are you doing here at this ungodly hour, pet?”

“I’m bringing you your dinner.” – You closer the door and come closer, putting a couple food containers on his desk.

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to come, baby girl.” – Speaking softly, he gave you a warm smile and opened his arms for you to come to him.

“You work too much, Alfie, enough to forget yourself; and when you do, I’ll be here to look after you.” – In a second, you were sitting on his lap, affectionately fondling his messy hair. Gentle nibbling kisses covered his neck, then his jaw, before you finally stopped on his lips.

At the touch of your lips, he gasped with delight and his arms automatically encircled you, pulling you closer to him. Feeling lucky to have you there, he bent his head and blissfully slanted his lips over yours, losing himself in the kiss for a moment.

“Now, I’m not leaving until you eat every single bite, Alfie.”- Gently grabbing his collar, you began planting small kisses all over his face.

“And who the fuck said I wanted you to leave, sweetie?” – A raspy chuckle escaped his delicious lips, as he tenderly bit your neck, setting your skin afire.

“Abba…” – The feel of his hot lips and the teasing flutter of his breath against your neck sent jolts of electricity down your spine, making you thoughtlessly whisper.

Abruptly, he grabbed your wrist; his original intention wasn’t to tease or fuck you, but whenever you called him daddy, he lost control. He could feel his desire to dominate you growing inside him.

“You know you make me feel things when you call me that, don’t you, kitten?” – His tongue danced slowly across his lips, as he met your gaze.

Rubbing your nose on his cheek and then on his nose, you just nodded sheepishly in acknowledgement. When his hands caressed your thighs and he made you straddle him, you could already feel the heat taking over your body, especially your core. As you gasped lowly against his mouth, your first reaction was to grind your hips against his hardness, aching to feel his body filling yours.

“Ah, fuck me.” – His desire overwhelmed him and he gripped your ass tightly for moment, pulling your hard to his erection that grew by the second.

Instantaneously, your rationality was gone; leaning nearer, you quietly murmured in his ear, leaving a trail of wet kisses and small bites along the way.

“No, abba, fuck me. As only you can.”

All you could focus on was his smell that was driving you crazy, his blazing eyes devouring your whole body, his hands exploring the skin beneath your dress.

“You like to play with fucking fire, innit, pet?” – He pecked your lower lip, slightly nibbling on it, before tracing it with his tongue, asking for entrance.

“I know abba.” – While teasingly playing with his shirt buttons, your tongue danced on his, making his pulse soar.

“A’ight, you’re pushing your luck, baby girl.” – Tugging your hair back, until you arched your body towards his, he exposed your breasts with his free hand, cupping the fullness of them and running his tongue over the softness of your nipples.

“Alfie…” – As you reached between your legs and clumsily untied his pants, your hands trembled.

He pushed your hand away, unfastening his pants quickly and pushing them down. As he pushed your underwear to the side, your hands pumped his pulsating cock roughly, before positioning it in your wet entrance and sliding it inside you, finally feeling his every inch, as his swollen head dug inward.

Grunting loudly, he thrusted himself inside you rhythmically, slow but as deep as he could go.

Throwing your arms around his neck, you rode him slowly, your inner muscles clenching and unclenching to the rhythm of the ascent and descent. Craving for his touch, you looked lustfully into his eyes, before you desperately attacked his mouth. It was so sensational; the throbbing of exceptional his cock made you dizzy. His name left your lips on breathy sighs, in a frantic plea for more and more.

For whatever reason, in that moment he couldn’t punish you even if he wanted to. He just wanted to please you, to be one with you. At times, he felt as if it was much more than just sex; it was the synchronized heartbeats, the need to savor your lips against his, the way time seemed to stop for him when he tried memorize your every feature.

“I love you, abba.” – Thoughtlessly whispering, you rested your forehead on his for several seconds, slowly intertwining your fingers on his.

“What the fuck did you just say, (Y/N)?” – He remained still inside you for a moment, grabbing your chin so you would look at him.

“I said I love…”

“I love you too, dove.”- Sweetly, he cupped you cheek and gave you a tender smile.

Still yearning for you, he tenderly wrapped his arms around your body, thrusting slowly in and out of you once again. As you got closer to climax, your pussy tightened around him, heating up. Your shaky breaths against his lips and your fingers digging on his back told him all he needed to know; he increased the pace of his thrusts, until you trembled in his arms, drenching his manhood in your wetness as his spunk flooded your innards.

Before heading home, you just stayed in each other’s arms, completely taken by calmness and tenderness, unaware of how much time had actually gone by.

The following day, you woke up early; Alfie was still asleep so you quietly went to the kitchen to bake him a cake for breakfast. Humming lowly, you were whipping the batter when he came behind you, stealthily, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“FUCK.” – The fright made you jump and spill the batter over yourself. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath.

“No cussing in the house, baby girl.” – Smirking playfully, he slowly slapped your ass.

“Fuck off.” – You rubbed some batter on his nose.

“Don’t push it, or I will punish you. And I fuckin’ promise you, I won’t be lenient this time, pet.”

When he mentioned punishing you, your insides tingled and desire throbbed through your veins.

“ Alright, abba…” – After putting the bowl aside, you teasingly caressed down his chest and stomach, stopping nearby his torso, just above his cock.

“(Y/N), what have I fucking told you about…”

“Shush…” – Gluing your lips on his, you slid one of the straps of your nightgown down your shoulder, letting it fall, to give him a full view of your bosom.

“What are you up to, baby girl?”

Slidding the other strap down your shoulder as well, you just shrugged, without a word. Your nightgown fell to your feet, revealing your naked body, in its entire splendor, to his appreciative eyes.

“You’re fuckin’ nuts, innit?” – His bewildered eyes were fixed on you, while having wild thoughts about touching you, caressing you, feeling you.

“Yes, I’m fairly crazy about you. So why don’t you come and take it, daddy?” – Walking backwards, you gestured for him to follow you.

He followed you to the bedroom. Every single time he tried to touch you, you moved away, watching his frustration grow and a look of impatience cross his features.

“Come here, pet.” – He growled huskily, his manhood becoming harder and needier.

Without a word, you laid back on the bed, eagerly spreading your legs wide for him.

“No, no, no. Get on your fours, baby girl.”

“Anything Abba sheli (my daddy) wants, I will gladly do.”

Once you positioned as he told you to, he used some of his old leather belts to tie your arms and legs to the bedframe.

“What did you think, baby girl? That you could fuckin’ tease me forever and get away with it, innit?” – He teasingly ran his thumb over your slit, giving your clit a light squeeze.

“No, daddy!” – In response to his touch, you instinctively jerked your ass up; your slippery pink pussy was obscenely open, ready for him. – “I misbehaved.” – You bit your lip so hard that you could swear you tasted blood.

“And what happens to bad girls, pet?” – Caressing your ass, he swirled one of his thick fingers inside you, until you moaned.

“They get punished, abba.”

“I can smell your arousal and it’s such a wonderful scent, sweetie.” – He said hoarsely, thrusting the finger inside you, painfully slowly.– “You’re wet for me, dying to be fucked hard, aren’t you?” – Laughing seductively, he undressed and stroked his length from tip to base slowly, while you watched.

“I fucking am.” – Your head fell back and your mouth was agape, almost watering for him. You could feel your pussy spasm with anticipation.

“Watch your mouth, pet.” – Placing himself behind you, he used his cock to tease your clit. The friction of your wet folds against his swollen cock head made your knees weaken. – “A’ight, you know the fucking rules, don’t you? You are not allowed to cum until I say so, understand?”

“I perfectly understand, Abba sheli.”

“Oh, you’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” – One of his hands slid up your back and gently gripped your hair, pulling your head back.

“Only for my daddy.” – You grinded your hips against him, taunting him.

“That’s what I like to hear, pet.” – Bending over you slightly, he guided his cock inside you; your wetness making it easier for him to stretch you open.

“Do anything you want to me. Please, be as rough as you want.” – Desperately grabbing the sheet in your clenched fists, you writhed under him.

“Heaven knows how tempting that offer is, sweetie.” – He roughly pounded into you, more times than you could count; with each thrust, your breath quickened with desire, turning him on more and more.

Feeling his cock pulsating inside you, you yelped. His hoarse moans of pleasure echoed through the whole house, as he found the perfect angle and his body slammed yours and fast and as fast as he could. His ragged breathing only ramped up your own desire , as his veiny cock was buried to the base inside your wet cunt, your muscles clamping tight around it; although you could feel it twitching and firing jet after jet of hot cum inside you, he wouldn’t stop thrusting.

If you told him you were nearly cumming, he’d stop, just to torture you; so you didn’t say a word. And before you knew it, it was as if the earth stopped moving, the only thing that existed was the heat and ecstatic pleasure between your legs. When the orgasm hit you,with the power of a train, you weren’t ready for the massiveness of it; it was so intense your whole body shook and you screamed at the top of your lungs, in ecstasy, rolling your eyes to the back of your head. Climaxing violently, your pussy oozed out a mix of his cum and your own sweet juices that dribbled down your ass cheeks, your legs and his balls.

“What did I tell you?” – He slapped your ass cheeks hard.

“I couldn’t help it, daddy.” – You panted heavily; your eyes were closed and your knees were giving in.

“Bad girl. Do you know what happens when you break the fucking rules, dove?” – Flashing an evil seductive smile, he untied your arms and then your legs.

“I have a vague idea…” – You nodded, your head still buried on the pillow, trying to get your breath back.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” – Effortlessly, he turned your body around, making you face him, by grabbing your chin firmly.

You thought he was going to slide his cock until your throat, to clean the mess you made, like he usually did, but he had something else on his mind.

“So you wanna cum, innit?” – Squeezing your chin lightly, he lowered his head, to whisper in your ear. – “I’ll be fucking until you are sore and you’ll be cumming until next week.” – He nibbled your earlobe. – “I’ll leave you breathless. First, I’ll finger that little pussy and rub that bud until you fucking cum… And then, when your body is ready, aching to have me inside you, I will enter you and I won’t stop fucking that tight, wet, little pussy until the only thing you can do is to scream my name, to the point where your throat will also be sore. How do you like that, pet?”

The heat all over your body felt like a wildfire, it was hard to think and formulate an answer. The only thing you could think of was your pure animal need to have him thrusting inside you.

“And you’ll take it, for daddy.” - He aroused you with fierce kissed all over, touching you and rubbing his body against yours.

He knelt between your legs and flicked his tongue up and down the length of your slick folds, sucking, licking and gently nibbling, enjoying savoring you. Writhing under him, you grabbed his hair and jerked your hips to his face.

He knew what heaven was when your pussy sucked his fingers that skillfully worked inside you and your legs began to shake. While he drove you insane, you moaned his name loudly, over and over again. His fingers thrusted faster and faster, and the gentle movements his tongue had been doing on your clit became harder.

“Fuck, daddy, I’m gonna cum.” – Your body arching from the pleasure he gave you. Your nails dug lightly on his neck as you thrusted your hips. The climax was close, building inside you at breakneck speed. Your toes already curling with pleasure and you knew you were going to explode at a major orgasm.

“Do you want me to stop, pet?” – He teasingly asked.

“No! Please don’t.” – Pressing your fingers in his scalp, as he stroked your soft spot, you could feel yourself moist with arousal, almost melting around his fingers.

Sucking and flicking his tongue on your clit, he stroked your insides quickly, a sensual caress to your very soul.

You were squirming under him, huskily moaning is name, asking for more. With each thrust of his fingers, you yelped, until you finally exploded; you were just a moaning mess and the sheets bellow you were soaked in your wetness. His tongue simply savored the juices that dripped out of your core; he kept sliding it in and out of your pussy, back up to your swollen clit. The orgasm made your body dissolve into a violent flame that claimed every inch, every nerve, every cell. Shuddering beneath him, a second wave of hot fluid dripped from inside you and you screamed his name loudly, until your voice cracked. When he was done, you were panting, exhausted, overwhelmed by all the sensations.

“If you think I’m fucking done with you, you’re dead wrong, baby girl…” – Biting his lower lip, he pressed his thumb against your oversensitive clit.

“I don’t know if I can take it anymore, daddy.” – You sighed loudly, watching as his lips parted into a sly sexy smile.

“Won’t you make daddy cum, pet?” – He laid on top of you, tirelessly kissing your neck, knowing you loved it. His fingers caressed your breasts gently and you could feel the urgency of his need, the desire coming from the depths of his being, he was getting rock hard just thinking about possessing his little girl.

You nodded absentmindedly, you found yourself wanting to please him as much as he pleased you. Kissing him passionately, you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“You know what, sweetie? I got a better idea.” – He sat on the edge of the bed, motioning for you to sit on his lap.

You slowly crawled to him and straddled him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“No, not like that…” – He adjusted your position over his lap, so your back was against his chest. – “Daddy wants to see everything.” – Pressing his erection against your opening, he jerked his head to the mirror on the wall. Cupping your breast in his hand, he put your hair aside, kissing the back your neck, gently enough to make you shiver. – “Do you know what else daddy wants?” – He brushed his nose on your ear.

“What?” – Turning your head softly, you stroked his beard with your fingertips.

“Daddy wants you to touch yourself, while he fucks you.” – Your legs were spread enough so he could see your beautiful lady parts through the mirror, so he wanted to make the most of it.- “OK, dove?”

“Yes, abba.” – Reaching for his lips, you planted a soft kiss on them.

Ever so slowly, he placed his cock inside you and guided your hand to your pussy, making you rub your bud steadily but softly, with his hand over yours.

Sighing lowly you closed your eyes, taking him deep inside you, riding him slowly at first, until you picked up the rhythm.

“Don’t close your eyes; this view is amazing, baby girl.” – Chuckling lowly, his free hand caressed your breasts, teasing your nipples, while his mouth worked your neck and shoulders.

Daddy was always right; the sight in the mirror was indeed incredibly sexy. His cock slid faster inside you, sinking to the depths of your core; a burning sensation sparked down his every nerve with each contraction of you pussy around his length.

You tried to grip him, but once again, he guided your hand to your sensitive spot.

“Oh, god!” – Jerking your hips against his, until his manhood was fully inside you, you felt as complete as ever and faced the mirror, seeing his face of pure ecstasy.

His fingers, along with yours, worked your clit faster; the pleasure rose and high pitched gasps left your lips.

Alfie moaned lowly in your ear, before biting your shoulder; gripping your thighs roughly , he pushed hardly inside you.

“Don’t stop touching yourself.” – His chin was resting on your shoulder and you could feel his warm breath against your skin.

You nodded and complied, touching yourself with more intensity, as he watched in delight, through the mirror.

“Like that, daddy?”

“Fuck. Just like that, baby girl.” – He caught the sensitive flesh of your earlobe between his teeth. – “Now let me hear you calling out my name.” – Sucking your neck hungrily, he cupped your breasts firmly, gently squeezing them and increasing the ache between your legs.

“Harder Alfie, please.” – After a moment, you laid your head back, against his chest. The blood pulsed too fast through your veins, as the heat coming from his bloated manhood basically turned your insides into mush. Crying out his name, you stroked your clit faster.

The rhythm of his hips increased and his cock throbbed violently inside you. The mix of the verbal and physical stimulation was too much for any of you to handle. Panting hotly, he thrusted tirelessly inside you, over and over again.

You insides were shaking; the core so soft and wet, pulsating with every thrust of his cock.

He grunted loudly on your ear as his cock erupted, spurting shot after shot of cum, filling you with his seed and pumping it into your pussy. He decided to literally take the matter into his own hands and caressed your bud with his thumb while fucking you wildly deep.

Your breath was irregular and you grinded against his groin, as your face showed the glorious ravishing pleasure that was taking over your body. After only a few more strokes, you were screaming his name again and your hungry pussy was spasming and creaming around his thick shaft. Pure pleasure exploded through your whole body, filling your mind.

Exhausted and panting, you let yourselves fall back on the bed, rolling and kissing. Your blood vessels were still pulsating and your bodies were tingling from pleasure all over, from head to toe.

Alfie’s hand searched for your, gripping it as if he would never let go; he twined his fingers on your own and pulled your back into him, spooning you and burying his head in your hair. Holding you, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, he kissed the top of your hair.

“I like me better when I’m with you.” – He exhaled deeply, placing his arm around your body and hugging you into him tightly.

“Good, ‘cause I’m never leaving, abba.” - Closing your eyes, you took his hand and kissed it fervently, with a lovely, silly, happy smile dancing on your lips.

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