#things you cant do with a tongue piercing
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Random Obscure Things You Can’t Do with a Tongue Piercing:
I made this list for fun, but who knows, maybe it’ll be useful for fellow writers or anyone weighing the pros and cons of getting a tongue piercing...
1. Play poison dart frog :(
2. Blow bubbles with bubble gum
3. Lick a beater (doable, but that mfer gets caught on all the prongs)
4. Stick your tongue out at people (normally), or do so without looking like a fool. I used to do it habitually, it was like a whole thing, but it becomes much harder cause you have to allow room for the piercing to pass through your teeth as well, and its much less forgiving than a squishy tongue.
5. Get hairs from your mouth easily? Idk. It gets wrapped around the stem and for some reason they’re just really hard to pull off.
6. Have normal levels of spit. I’ve never in my life had issues with producing too much saliva but I do now. Drooling becomes wayyy too easy and I spit while talking on accident. I don’t think this happens to everyone, but it’s a known thing.
7. Lick/eat popsicles and ice cream bars easily. It can hurt when it gets super cold, and also gets caught on things. This subsides the longer you have it, and might also only apply to people who are more sensitive. Like my teeth? Cannot handle the cold, so naturally my tongue struggles too. Easy way around it - just use your lips instead but it’s still not the same as before (and this doesn’t apply to ice cream biters... you heathens)
8. Keep your tongue in your mouth! (Jokes) It’s addicting to play with, and for someone like me who can’t help but fidget, I often play with the piercing without even noticing.
9. Blow raspberries (might be possible depending on placement)
10. Kiss without it hitting the other persons teeth. It made for a very strange first kiss imo, but it becomes easier with practice.
11. Do tongue tricks.... so sad my skills have gone to waste. Hot dog is about all I can do now, but once upon a time I could do clover, 180°, spoon, and the s-shaped one.
12. Be seen as a prude. A lot of people jump to the dirty side once they see it, but not all!
13. Make the waterdrop sound with your mouth. Another one that’s kind of doable, but really difficult. Used to be able to do it and impress people but alas no longer
14. It can be uncomfortable to lick something solid? Not that you ever do that much anyways... but like, say you lick someone’s arm or a wall or something - it’s much more likely to drag along the surface, and it tugs a little. It doesn’t hurt, just not super comfy. Squishy things are fine tho lol
15. Same idea as no.14, but licking things that aren’t very lickable is also very uncomfortable, even more so than solid things. Like blankets, fabric, paper... you get my drift. And yes, this is tried and tested. You’re welcome.
16. Always be 105% comfortable with the piercing. You get used to it, and barely even notice it most of the time, BUT, and it’s a big but, every once in a while it can feel so overwhelming. Like, if I’m overstimulated, half the time my body pinpoints on it, since its always in my mouth. There have been times I’ve wanted to rip it out because I was so overwhelmed, but of course as soon as I calm down, it feels fine again.
17. Eat super sticky things. It’s fine for the most part, but can get tricky. I have a hard time with Starbursts – they like to wrap around the piercing stem, which is hard to deal with! Jolly Ranchers are also more difficult, as the piercing sticks to the candy and then gets pulled when it moves.
18. More to come!!
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Poly Relationship w/ Baji, Chifuyu, and Kazutora pt. 2
♡ NSFW, fem reader, biting, oral, hair pulling, breeding kink, just smutty stuff in general ♡
note: This is another request by @mirai-006, hope you enjoy 🌸
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Dom, Sub, or Switch?
💞 Baji is definitely topping a majority of the time, he'll only let you be on top if you're riding him
💞 Chifuyu's a switch and doesn't really care about whether he's on top or not, he's just glad to be with you
💞 Kazutora's a switch, but leans more towards being submissive
Kinks + General Stuff
💞 Hair pulling, all three of them like it (Kazutora can cum just from you pulling his hair)
💞 Obviously Baji is into biting and marking you up, he especially likes biting your neck, shoulders, and thighs
💞 They all have a breeding kink, so you ain't gonna be walking anywhere for a while
💞 Chifuyu is obsessed with your thighs and loves when you give him thighjobs
💞 They run trains on you and love seeing how dumb their dicks make you
Oral Preferences
💞 Chifuyu prefers receiving, he just thinks you look so pretty with his dick in your mouth
💞 Baji doesn't have a preference, he's always down for either
💞 Kazutora prefers giving, this man has an oral fixation
How They Initiate Sex
💞 Chifuyu only asks if he thinks you're in the mood, so you usually end up initiating things
💞 Kazutora nervously asks you and stumbles over his words while he asks (just drag him to the bedroom at this point)
💞 Baji is blunt about it, he'll casually ask you for sex regardless of where you are and what you're doing
Piercings?
💞 Baji doesn't have any piercings, he's putty in your hands if you have nipple piercings though
💞 Chifuyu has industrial piercings and whines when you touch them (he has sensitive ears fr)
💞 Kazutora has a tongue piercing and loves to press it against your clit while he's eating you out
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Taglist
@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katshimizuu @happy-trenchcoated-impala @rinshawty @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies
#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyo revengers smut#tokyo revengers x reader#baji smut#kazutora smut#chifuyu smut#they're everything I need in life fr#WHY ARE THEY SO DAMN FINE?!!
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oral fem receiving and ghost w a vibrating tongue piercing 🫡🫡
the way my jaw DROPPED, I had no idea this was a thing oh my god anon I hope your skin is clear and your crops flourish, thank you for your service
warnings: mdni (18+), oral (fem rec), fingering
He's had the tongue piercing for a few years, getting it a few months after you started dating.
You LOVED it, he's nothing if not a giver, always ready to eat you out like a man starved.
He comes home one night and finds you in the bedroom,
"Have a surprise for you"
He doesn't give you time to ask what it is, instead, he grabs your ankles and tugs you down flat on the bed, pulling off your pants, he wants to kiss you but knows he cant otherwise the surprise will be ruined.
He kisses your inner thighs instead, his hands roaming over your stomach before he uses the tip of his tongue to leave kitten licks on your pussy.
You're panting as he ghosts his breath over your wet sex, silent pleas from your eyes begging him to touch you.
He licks a flat stripe through your folds and you furrow your eyebrows at the different feeling,
"Do you have something in your mouth?"
He just stares up at you and smirks, pushing his finger in his mouth to turn it on, the spit-soaked digit teasing around your entrance as he leans back in.
You let out a high-[itched whine as the vibration this your clit, your thighs clenching around his head as he moves it over your bud.
He works his fingers in time with his licks, pressing the piercing harder against your clit as you writhe underneath him.
He licks circles around the bud, the vibration sending shocks through your body as your fingers tug at his hair.
His free hand holds your stomach down to keep you from moving as our hips twitch, arching into him.
He curves his fingers inside you, hitting that sweet spot over and over as he works the piercing up and down your clit.
You clench around him, your orgasm bubbling in your chest and he flattens his tongue, pressing the piercing directly into your bud, sending you over the edge.
He keeps the vibration on you, your hands gripping at his roots as you cum with a sob, your slick coating his fingers, he smirks against your skin.
He lightens the touch of his tongue as you come down, your hips twitching with every stimulation, placing a few kisses to your thighs and stomach before turning off the vibration and sucking your juices from his fingers.
He leans over your body, his face inches from yours as you catch your breath.
"You like your surprise"
All you can do is smile, your hands tugging him into you for a kiss, you run your tongue over the metal, the taste of yourself mingling with your saliva.
You pull back, your breath heavy,
"Your turn"
#simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley#cod mw2#cod mw x reader#ghost cod#ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#mw2022#simon riley smut#ghost smut#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost x reader#call of duty mwii#ghost mw2#reqs💌
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Hii! Could you please maybe do one of where the reader and Tom are like on a break from each other, and the reader and him end up being at the same party and he gets all touchy with this girl and the reader gets jealous and she ends up making out with this guy out in the crowd and Tom sees and gets jealous and ends up beating the guy up and the reader and him get into a heated argument in the car on the way to his place and he ends up doing yk as soon as they get there but in a angry way 👀
(sry Im really bad at explaining. And if you cant do it I totally understand, plus your writing is AMAZING, like seriously I appreciate all the time and effort you put into your writing I could never 😭)
BELONG TO YOU - T. KAULITZ
synopsis: you and tom had decided to take a break from your relationship a few weeks back, and you hadn’t seen him until now, at some random party, flirting with another girl. you want payback, but tom notices straight away, acting on his jealousy.
content: angst & smut
a/n: this is such a good idea omgg these types of fics are my fav to read and write. this took me three days omg i made this like unnecessarily long & detailed sorry about that.😭 thank you so much for the request and ur kind words anon!! 💞 also this clip is so hot like hello rail me pls.
my eyes burn into his figure from across the room, fingers clutching the plastic cup in my hand so hard that the material begins to crumple, though i don’t care. i am far too immersed in the interaction taking place in front of my eyes, watching the way he places a hand on her thigh, whispering things into her ear with that same playful smirk i had seen too many times, completely oblivious to the fact that i am here, seething with rage at the sight. god knows how long i had been watching the pair for, time had seemed to stop altogether the second my eyes landed on him, all i know is that i am getting closer and closer to losing my sanity.
it didn’t matter that i was a considerable distance away. i noticed everything - the way his tongue poked out of his mouth and repeatedly brushed against his lip piercing, the lingering touches which, though failing to reach the cleavage spilling out of her tight dress, were pretty close to getting there - too close. not that it matters too much that his hands hadn’t reached the most intimate parts yet: his eyes were already doing the work for him, staring so intently at her overtly prominent chest that he should’ve made physical contact with them and put me out of my misery, tearing away the only remnant of hope i had left - hope that he wouldn’t stoop so low and give himself to the first girl that he saw.
though i know that my expectations are way too high for someone like tom. he hadn’t cheated whilst we were in the relationship, but outside of it, he couldn’t help himself. and, even though we hadn’t actually broken up, ‘giving each other some space’ as he called it, it seems that his morals haven’t at all changed, and i am the last thing on his mind - my chest heaving up and down in utter rage as his hand travels suggestively further and further upwards, fingers dipping underneath her dress slightly. that was it. admittedly tipsy, i strut toward him, stopping just a few feet away from him, now in front of a semi-attractive guy who seems to avert his gaze to me almost instantly. i don’t even have to look in tom’s direction to know that he has spotted me, i can feel his eyes on me, burning intently into my figure.
indirectly aiming to maintain tom’s attention as i soak it all in, i go that extra step further, whispering a small ‘hi’ in the boy’s ear, making sure to flutter my eyelashes, noticing the way a subtle smirk etches upon his soft lips. my hands trail aimlessly up and down his chest, his own slipping to rest comfortably against my lower back, the words ‘you’re cute’ falling from my lips, smooth as silk. it didn’t matter if i meant them or not, i am not looking for a conversation, and i think he knows that too, our intentions pretty much mutual. tom doesn’t have to know that though.
all he has to know is that two can play at whatever game he thinks he has started. though the second he spotted me with whoever had his hands roaming my body, he had stopped playing, no longer finding the small blonde beside him as interesting as he did five minutes ago. i am more than willing to carry it on, messily colliding my lips with the stranger’s, the kiss sloppy and heated - everything that i want it to be. my tongue finds its way inside his mouth, deepening the kiss even more, my hand moving to the back of his neck, fingers raking through his soft brunette curls. his own hands travel further downwards, cupping my ass and using it to bring our bodies closer together, the kiss soon becoming more heated than it was before, fuelled by the alcohol in my system and the jealousy i felt, somehow trading it all in for intense anger, eager for tom to feel the way i had just a few moments ago.
‘you wanna get out of here gorgeous?’
his voice is low as it vibrates through my lips, his words slightly muffled, thanks to both the almost deafening music reverberating through my ears, and the close proximity between us. knowing that i wouldn’t think of doing anything more with this guy, i still nod my head slowly, purely to intensify tom’s jealousy, sensing his presence slightly closer than it was before, somehow easily identifiable through the crowd.
the guy smiles against my lips, kissing me roughly once again, though this one is much shorter than the last - not because either of us want it to be. he is harshly pushed away from me, my eyes opening in a mix of confusion and shock, frantically scanning the room for any clue on what had just happened, the answer becoming crystal clear as i spot tom inches away from him, hands balled into fists against the stranger’s chest.
a small crowd begins to accumulate, my hands pushing through desperately, scrambling my way to the front, the entire thing escalating impossibly fast, tom’s fist colliding with the boy’s cheek with such force he stumbles backward, body slamming against the wall harshly. but that isn’t enough for tom. he continues to land strong punches to his face, the guy finding some strength to fight back, though they are completely pointless, having little effect on tom. after a few harsh blows, the boy is defenceless, lip swollen with blood trickling just below it, a large red mark printed across his cheek.
my fast steps make their way over to tom, who is clearly just as angry as he was before he had beat the shit out of that poor guy, his cold expression failing to waver even when i grab his shoulder, turning him to face me in one swift motion.
“what the fuck? have you lost your fucking mind?” i shout over the loud music, noticing that the people seeking entertainment from the ordeal had returned back to their own company, all immersed in random conversations, or making out with someone they had never met before - not that i was in any position to judge, i had done the exact same thing moments ago.
“have you?” he shoots back, voice a level louder than mine, oozing with rage, carrying thousands of harsh words yet to be spoken.
“take a look at the guy with the fucked up face thanks to you, then think about asking me that question again! what the fuck is wrong with you?” i question, eyebrows knitting together, wondering how he can dare to turn this on me, ignoring the fact that he has just left someone with a bloody nose, seemingly unfazed by it. his eyes scan mine, narrowed slightly, a few wrinkles lining along his forehead as he does so. i hadn’t seen those eyes in so long and, despite the indisputable fury within them, it is impossible to deny how much i had missed them, regardless of the circumstances.
“we aren’t doing this here, not in front of this crowd.” he shakes his head forcefully, grabbing my hand and attempting to lead me away from it all, my body hesitant to do so.
“why? i’m not leaving.” i state confidently. he tilts his head to the side, mouth falling open slightly, his eyes squeezing shut as he appears to be in a fight with his own mind, clearly contemplating something, the decision seemingly difficult to make.
“well i am.” he replies, shaking his head slowly, turning around to walk away.
“what the fuck? are you serious?” i ramble, chasing after him shamelessly, not yet aware of how humiliating it is that he has me wrapped around his finger. my hands clutch at his jacket, wrapping firmly around the material as i pull him backwards, just before his hand reaches to clasp the door handle.
“you don’t seem to care about us anymore.” he shrugs, expression fixed, though despite the hostility it shows upfront, i can sense the sadness behind it. “so why the fuck should i?”
he shakes his head at my silence, looking for something, anything, that hints to a response, no matter how small and totally ridiculous. i stay quiet, in total disbelief of his ability to manipulate this whole situation, somehow attempting to put me at fault, as if he hadn’t had his hands all over that girl. he doesn’t seem to care about his own mistakes, focusing purely on my actions, choosing to act as a saint despite knowing deep down he is far from being one. it is this realisation that prompts him to turn around once again, his back to me as he tugs the door open, walking through it without looking back. yet i refuse to let it end like that, hurriedly following him, not considering the consequences.
“what are you talking about? seriously, instead of being such a pussy and walking away, fucking talk to me!” i demand as he momentarily stops in his tracks, eyes glued on my own, his jaw clenched. i no longer need to raise my voice, the music drowning itself out, but that doesn’t stop me, the volume of my words far louder than they need to be.
he reaches his car, hands moving into the pocket of his baggy jeans as they scramble for his keys, pulling them out without a word, though i still have plenty to say. “i’m talking to you!”
finally, he turns to face me, expression still harsh; not giving away anything that he truly wants to say. for some strange reason, he seems to hold back, restraining his mouth from acting out ahead of his mind, this unexpected, especially considering just minutes ago he hadn’t restricted himself from making particularly rash decisions, the smear of blood on his knuckle concrete proof of this.
“what, are you deaf, hm? my words not registering up there? i’m speaking to you, answer me!” i know exactly what buttons to press, exactly how to make him crack, and, once again, i do so with some success. he briefly hesitates, letting out a heavy sigh, seemingly reaching his breaking point as his mouth opens, ready to pour out the thousands of emotions he has kept in thus far.
“some fucking break this is.” he mutters, shaking his head slowly, his hand clutching the car keys with such strength his knuckles begin to turn white. “i say that we need some space and then catch you with some random guy’s tongue down your fucking throat. really seems like you missed me.”
not waiting for me to respond, he opens the car door, climbing into the driver’s seat hurriedly. i don’t know what compels me to follow him, perhaps it is my desire to find answers, possibly i am eager to continue this argument, or maybe i just missed him: his voice, his presence, everything about him somehow being exactly what i need. whatever it is, i am far too lost within him to care, my body acting ahead of my mind as i enter the passenger side, tom’s eyebrows furrowing in confusion. he doesn’t object though, clearly needing me as much as i do him, a brief look of relief taking over his expression, silently wishing that i would give in since the argument began despite his initial standoffish-ness, thankful that i have.
“don’t act like you’re all fucking innocent! the only reason i did all that was because i saw you with that slut! you clearly don’t love me anymore, not with the way you looked at her!” each word pierces him right in the chest, the daunting realisation of what he has done hitting him faster than ever. but it is the confession that i think his love for me has diminished that strikes him the most, his face softening when i utter those words. despite this, his voice is still harsh, volume meeting my own.
“don’t be ridiculous. you know she meant nothing.” he states, this apparently sufficient reassurance for his actions, the car silent for a moment as he starts it, hands on the steering wheel. i don’t know where he is going, far too frustrated to even care, wanting nothing more than to carry on this argument, in no position to let him off the hook.
“do i?” i scoff, face harshly turning to him. “i don’t see you for two weeks, and when i do, your hands are all up on some girl. the fuck am i supposed to do with that?”
his hands forcefully clutching the wheel, jaw clenched as he looks ahead, i know that he hears every word i say, processing them with ease, yet he stays quiet for a second, an uncomfortable silence in place of the harshness of my utterance, making the words ten times harder to digest. he knows that i am right, that it would be hypocritical for him to be mad at me right now, but that doesn’t stop him from being angry. in fact, his stubbornness only increases despite the realisation that he is just as guilty as i am, if not more.
“what was i supposed to do, hm? i didn’t have you, i just-” he trails off, a heavy sigh leaving his parted lips, head moving backwards to rest against the back of the seat, one hand coming upward to rest on the bridge of his nose. though the hesitation suggests otherwise, he knows exactly what he wants to say, but he can’t bring himself to utter the phrase, perhaps out of shame, or reluctance to admit how he truly feels. whatever it is that holds him back, i am no longer interested in his skepticism, wanting clear answers, not the mixed signals that i am receiving.
“what? you just what? stop being so fucking weird and just talk.” i order, turning in his direction, eyes burning into his features regardless of his hesitance to do so, strangely scared to look in my eyes.
“fuck…” he begins, exhaling shakily, almost preparing himself for the effect that his words are bound to have. “i missed you, okay? i missed you, and i didn’t know what else to fucking do.”
“don’t be stupid. i know that’s bullshit, and so do you. be honest with me, have you fucked someone else? since we went on whatever you want to call this weird distance between us.” i know that i shouldn’t have asked such a stupid question, the answer bound to disappoint me. for some strange reason, i want to hear him say the words, to make me realise that i’m not as important to him as i thought, that in reality, he can find someone prettier within a heartbeat. because the false hope that i continue to hold onto doesn’t seem to fade, even after watching him with his hands all over another girl.
“of course i fucking haven’t.” he scoffs, shaking his head as his face twists in anger, shocked that i would even ask such a question, the thought completely unheard of, apparently. “what, you really think i care that little? your expectations of me really that low?”
“you expect them to be high after i see you acting like that with her? you’re unbelievable.” i state, briefly looking over at him, his eyes fixated on the road, though i notice the quick glances he throws my way, assessing my expression, not giving the impression that he is going to apologise anytime soon.
“you know what? pull over, this was a mistake. we should’ve just stayed away from each other.” i say, turning to look at him, my hand moving to the door handle, desperate to get out of the situation, soon realising that we are never going to come to a solution, instead the back and fourth of our arguing will only continue until it becomes out of hand, unless i put a stop to it now.
he refuses to stop, the pressure his foot applies to the gas only seeming to increase, the speed of the car getting faster, making it pretty clear that he doesn’t plan on letting me leave.
“i’m not letting you go, not when it’s this dark out. you should know that i care about you too much to do that. i want to talk about this.” he replies, his voice assertive yet calm, the desperation behind it more evident than ever. the surroundings soon become familiar, having travelled along this road thousands of times, it would be impossible to not recognise it. countless times i had seen the same houses, same trees, same buildings either side of the road, each small detail reminding me of how much i had become used to this area, able to distinguish it much easier than i realise. the familiar house comes into view, it’s four walls holding more memories than any place i had ever been. thousands of nights of passion, mornings of lazy affection, afternoons spent simply enjoying each other’s company spent here, each one unforgettable - to me, at least.
but the comfort it brings me isn’t enough to make me forget about the situation, instead it makes me resent it even more. “why am i here? you want to ridicule me even more, yell at me for kissing that guy some more, rub it in my face that you had your hands on her-”
“you’re here because i want to you be. please can we talk about this? instead of being so fucking stubborn, just let me talk, for once.” he interrupts, confessing his feelings as they spill freely from his lips, eyes finally brave enough to look into my own.
“why should i?” i scoff, stepping out of the car as he does the same, hurriedly catching up to me, my steps towards the front door heavy and fast. his hands fumble with the keys, swiftly unlocking the door and opening it for me to step inside, all whilst i continue to ramble on, a mix of upset and anger sounding from my lips. “you have your hands all over her, and when i do the same thing, you don’t like it? and then you say you did it because you miss me? you’re the most frustrating person i’ve ever met, you know that? nothing is ever simple with you. you mess with my fucking head, and you don’t even care! why? why do you have to make me so-”
as much as i want to continue the sudden burst of rage, eager to show tom the frustration i feel right now, my words are abruptly cut off by a soft pair of lips, the harshness of them mirroring the venom within my tone, silencing my rushed speech in a way too tempting for me to dream of refusing. without thinking, i quickly kiss back, soon reflecting the hunger that tom displays as his lips move against mine, hands moving to my waist to pull me closer, my own behind his neck, his black braids tangled between my fingers.
“you drive me fucking crazy, you know that?” he breathes out between kisses, my mind too lost within the moment to even respond, his words barely registering. “so stubborn, but fuck, i need you, can’t live without you...”
i moan against his lips in response, deciding that actions speak far louder than words, channeling all the built up frustration into the kiss, parting my lips to allow his tongue to slip inside my mouth, my own entering his. the process of his arms hoisting me upwards, legs wrapping around his torso roughly and walking sloppily into the living room, our lips never parting is all a blur, my back ending up flat against the couch, tom’s body situated in between my legs, hovering over me. it didn’t matter that five minutes ago i could’ve punched his face. truthfully, i could do the same right now. however i decide to exercise my anger in the most pleasurable way possible, figuring that if he is trying to apologise, this is a pretty damn good way of earning my forgiveness - the silent promise of feeling him inside me meaning i’d probably accept whatever half-hearted attempt he put together to make amends, if it meant that we could get to the point faster.
my hair is disheveled, lipstick smudged, traces of the deep red now present on tom’s lips, proving just how desperate the both of us are - whether i am willing to admit it or not. his hand travels upwards, fingers grazing the soft skin covered by my hair, eventually making contact with the zipper of my dress and carefully tugging it downwards, despite his kisses being anything but. it is so wrong, knowing that he has entertained someone else not even an hour ago and he is touching me now, but it feels so right, against all of my morals, every part of me willing to make my body his and his only. my mind silently thanks whatever higher presence up there for gracing me with tom, though the things that we are doing forbid us from ever reaching heaven, not that it matters, because the feeling of his lips against mine is pretty damn close to it.
“fuck- i love you so much baby, so much…” he trails off, pulling away momentarily to allow his hands to take my dress, sliding the material down my body, exposing it all inch by inch until the soft cotton is bunched at my knees. his lips are curved into a small smirk, so subtle it is almost unnoticeable, though once his eyes flick between my face and now bare figure, i know that it is real - his being in some sort of trance as it rests above me, giving away his silent admiration. eyes twinkling as they take in my curves, perfectly defined, adorned with smooth skin, begging to be touched by his calloused hands which now reach outwards from his sides, giving into the temptation.
he is careful, despite the look on his face suggesting that he wants to be everything but. he desperately tries to hold on to the gentleness, hesitant to spoil moment of passionate bliss that resumes as his hands continue to run along my stomach, moving further and further upward. but deep down, he wants to ruin me, to give up the sweet act that he is putting on, and i want it just as bad - each second that he continues to be tender, his actions restricted and mild, slowly tortures me.
“why are you holding back?” i breathe out, eyes locked on his hands as they finally make contact with my breasts, moulding the flesh into his palms. i can sense the way he pauses slightly, refraining from applying any pressure, instead maintaining his steady movements, gaze locked on my breasts as he drinks in the view, mesmerised by the sight as if he hadn’t seen it a hundred times over.
“we don’t have to rush, i want to be gentle-” he speaks, voice slow and soft, though i have passed the point of caring about taking our time, the concept of it long gone. because i could spend an eternity like this, completely connected with him, and it still wouldn’t be enough.
“be gentle tomorrow.” i interrupt him, eyes flickering to his lips, wanting nothing more than to feel them against my own once again, tired of his accidental teasing.
his eyes meet my own, the lust within them taking over, my words barely considered as he acknowledges them immediately, capturing my lips in a kiss. it is rough, lacking that hesitance he showed moments ago, because now he has my permission, he no longer cares about being gentle, able to act out on his desires the way he needs to.
with a simple tug, he takes down his jeans, discarding the denim somewhere on the floor, far too focused on my exposed body in front of him to care where. if his demeanour didn’t give away his desperation, the bulge in his boxers said enough, his length brushing against my leg through the material as his head dips downward once again, reconnecting our lips in another heated kiss. i shift my hips slightly, mouth falling open once his dick brushes against my clit through my panties, the sensation, though only slight, enough to restrain my ability to kiss back.
he quickly senses this, hands moving to my panties, fingers hooking under the material, slowly raking them downwards, letting the lace pool at my feet. his arms lift upwards once my fingers make contact with the hem of his t-shirt, making it easier for me to remove the heavy fabric. i sit upwards, face inches away from his own, lips ghosting over each other’s whilst i pull the t-shirt upwards and over his head, releasing it onto the floor.
within seconds, his boxers are lost somewhere on the floor, joining the piles of clothes scattered around the room. his dick presses against his lower abdomen, the sight only making the aching between my thighs intensify, just about ready to get on my knees and beg, if he doesn’t put me out of my misery in the next few seconds.
and he does - just not in the way that i want him to. instead, his lips move downward at an agonisingly slow pace, eyes never leaving my own, even when he begins to place open-mouthed kisses along my stomach, his teeth grazing over the skin ever so slightly, though the sensation is enough for small whines to leave my lips, hands reaching for his head, fingers running over the rough bumps of his braids.
“shit- you’re so beautiful, so pretty schatz…” he praises between kisses, hands coming upward to pry my legs apart as they instinctively clench together at the pleasure. if it weren’t for his body in between them, they probably would’ve closed completely, not that tom would ever complain about being in such a position - especially not now when he had been without it for so long.
“please…” i whine, back arching slightly off of the couch, his teasing movements no longer enough. i need one thing, and he knows exactly what that is, his desires mirroring my own.
“shhhh. i know baby, i know.” he coos, head finally moving from my stomach as his whole body shifts upward, his forehead now resting against my own, lips placing small kisses all over my face, attempting to distract me from the feeling of his tip aligning with my entrance. he is foolish to think that anything could divert my attention from this sensation - i have been waiting for it for so long that it is the only thing on my mind, mouth falling open once it finally becomes a reality.
his lips curve into a smug smile at my reaction, watching the way my face contorts when he pushes inside of me, his length stretching out my walls as they clench around him. my mind is hazy, tuning out everything else around me, nothing else seeming to matter once i have gotten what i want. sure, thirty minutes ago i resented him, wanting nothing more than to hurl words of irritation at him until my throat turned hoarse, but it seems that i’ll be reaching the same conclusion anyways - the way his cock slowly thrusts in and out of me eliciting moans from me that are bound to leave my vocal chords sore. this doesn’t stop me from vocalising my pleasure though, inaudible whines not far from screams leaving my parted lips once he speeds up his pace a little.
“that’s it baby, let me hear those pretty sounds. show me how much you missed me, mhm?” he grunts, his own mouth hanging open a little as his hips continue to grind against my own, knowing exactly how to move, paying close attention to when my noises would become particularly loud, angling himself to elicit those same sounds from my lips, eyes squeezing shut whenever i do so.
somehow he hadn’t reprimanded me for when i would squirm a little, back arching ever so slightly, legs closing tighter and tighter around him. instead, his eyebrows would furrow when i do so, my movements drawing him deeper inside of me, so deep that i swear i can feel him in my stomach. even if he had scolded me, reminding me to be good, to behave myself as this is what i wanted, he knows that his words won’t stop me from acting out, especially when i know he is too lost in his own pleasure to even consider halting his movements - my climax guaranteed regardless of how much i irritate him so, why not misbehave a little?
“fuck- stay still.” he finally orders once i squeeze my legs around his waist one too many times, my hips lifting instinctively from the couch. his hands firmly place them downwards, fingers digging into the skin ever so slightly, providing just the right amount of pain to make me go close to insane, a moaning mess beneath him. he starts to circle his hips swiftly, his dick moving in and out of me at a different angle, and god, that’s all it takes. that is all i need for my mouth to fall open in a silent scream, quickly acknowledging that his tip no longer brushes weakly against that sensitive spot inside me, it hits the flesh directly.
if i had the ability to speak, i would be encouraging, no, begging him to carry on, to keep his movements going, his cock hitting every spot inside of me that causes me to moan that little bit louder, legs to squeeze around him just a little tighter. but he is perfectly aware of the effect he has on me, knowing the reaction that he elicits out of me is one of unmatched bliss, so he keeps going, much to my relief. through the small part of my vision that isn’t overtaken by the tears that soon begin to cover my eyes, i study tom’s face, his expression causing the already prominent knot in my stomach to tighten even further.
if the pleasure he brings me isn’t enough, the evidence of his own tips me over the edge - his eyebrows knitted together, sweat lining his forehead as he moves in and out of me, mouth open with his tongue occasionally swiping across his bottom lip. he stays relatively quiet, though i know exactly how to elicit small sounds out of him, noticing the way deep groans sound from the back of his throat when i clench around him, almost inaudible words of encouragement that follow his moans prompting me to repeat my actions, noticing the way he twitches inside me as i do so.
“gonna cum, c’mon baby, cum with me.” he prompts, bending downwards to plant quick kisses onto my lips, his thrusts now slow and deep, pushing me over the edge as i manage to nod my head, hands reaching to clutch his biceps. my nails dig into the skin once i feel his hot cum shoot inside of me, an elongated ‘ohhhh’ leaving his lips as he throws his head backward, hips lazily rocking back and forth at an irregular pace, one final thrust being all it takes for the knot in my stomach to quickly unravel.
my eyes squeeze shut, mouth falling open as a high-pitched moan escapes it, back lifting upward off of the couch once his pointer finger reaches to make contact with my clit, rubbing slow circles over it as my release washes over me. he continues to move in and out of me, fucking his seed further into me, his heavy breathing sounding through the silent room. he collapses on top of me, not bothering to pull out just yet, instead using the little energy he has left to softly run his fingers up and down my arm in an attempt to slow my rapid breathing, taking notice of the way my entire body trembles slightly.
“you okay schatz?” he mutters, his low voice vibrating against my bare skin, lips inches away from my breasts as his head rests in between them, placing a lazy kiss there. i mutter a small ‘mhm’, noticing the strain that the small utterance places on my throat, silently cursing myself for being so vocal, though deep down i know that i don’t really regret it, the sex warranting every sound i let spill from my lips.
“you still angry?” he asks, the soft smile that graces upon his lips telling me that he knows the answer to his question before i even open my mouth. he chuckles lowly, squeezing my waist and moving closer, intertwining our legs together, our bodies tangled as we lay on the couch.
“depends if you plan on touching someone like you did that girl again.” i shrug, honestly still a little frustrated at what i had witnessed, the thought making me seethe with jealousy. even after i had tom inside of me just moments ago, the small amount of satisfaction it brings me isn’t enough, wishing that i could somehow go back in time and stop the entire thing from ever happening, realising that my life would be better without knowing he had entertained someone else, even for a few minutes.
“what girl?” he grins, beginning to place sloppy kisses on my neck, hands running up and down my waist. he knows exactly what i am talking about, continuing to sweet talk me, all whilst his lips continue to work against my neck, tongue running soothingly over the skin after his teeth nip against it. “the only girl i want to touch is you, baby.”
“you know what girl.” i breathe out, trying to continue the conversation, my head tilting backwards to give him more access, failing miserably to maintain my composure as his kisses hold me under his trance, getting me just as worked up as i had been ten minutes ago, before he had pleasured me.
“hmm, i don’t care about her.” he mutters against me, his voice vibrating above my chest, sending chills through my body, the feeling soon soothed when he moves on top of me once again, trailing the suggestive kisses lower and lower, hovering just above my breasts. his eyes are half-lidded, filled with tired lust as they peer innocently at me, the intent behind them crystal clear as they darken just before his mouth opens, his voice low. “why would i? just want you beautiful. need you all to myself…”
tired moans leave his lips as they continue to work against me, leaving no part untouched, his kisses becoming slow and sloppy. though he doesn’t show any intention of stopping, muttering small compliments in between kisses. ‘so beautiful.’ he mumbles, taking the skin between my breasts and slowly sucking on it, teeth digging in momentarily, soon pulling away once he is satisfied with the small bruise left in place of his soft lips. ‘love you so much.’ he whispers just before his tongue swipes over an existing mark, head tilting to the side to press open-mouthed kisses just below it. “shit- so fucking perfect.’ he mutters, lips hovering above my breast for a few seconds, breath fanning over it, watching the way my chest falls up and down, anticipating his touch. ‘meine schatz, all yours.’ he murmurs, taking my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, his free hand kneading the flesh of my thigh, slowly continuing to work against me, noticing the way my whines become lazy and restricted.
he looks upward briefly, my own eyes on the verge of closing, completely exhausted, entire body aching as it manages to calm down, no longer trembling the way it was moments ago. his hands reach upwards, fingers threading through my hair, removing any knots within it. his own eyes struggle to stay open, yet he forces them to, holding back on falling asleep until he knows that i have, instead resuming his fingers’ slow movements through my hair, paying close attention to my breathing pattern, humming in satisfaction once it becomes slow and shallow, signalling that i have finally let exhaustion take over. even when he falls asleep, he refuses to reduce his hold on me, bodies tangled together as we are finally at peace, belonging to each other once again.
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hey bb hope ur allgoods !!! i was reading that anonymous sayint “leah letting lessi top would be a whole lot of ‘you’re not doing it right’ and I WAS SWOONING !!! could u write a blurb about that like leah letting lessi be top FOR ONCE and she’s still interfering!! all goods is cant love you xx
hey love i don't write smut but so many of you have asked for this or this w reader so i tried to write it without it being direct smut?
you're not doing it right II a.russo & l.williamson
"i still say you can't do it." you smiled knowingly toward leah, hands folded behind your head as you lay half naked on the bed awaiting alessia to join the two of you, leah sat on the other side of the room manspreading like the polite young lady that she was.
"i can too, watch your mouth." leah warned making your smile widen. "that was quite a top thing of you to say love." you teased her with a grin, making the blonde roll her eyes but bite her tongue from saying anything further as your other girlfriend returned.
"baby you don't need to prepare for this, ignore her. pretend its just us!" you smiled softly to the striker who was clearly apprehensive about the idea.
"we've done plenty of things without leah before." you continued slyly, glancing to the eldest blonde who glared your way but remained quiet, observing from the love seat in the corner.
"except its not just the two of you. i said she could be in charge which means really you have to top both of us darling." leah smiled smugly, alessia's eyes widening in realization as you sat up and grabbed her hands.
"shut up leah. stop winding her up!" you warned the defender sternly who held up her hands with a cocky smile, settling back into the chair.
"you shut up." alessia warned suddenly, her hand grabbing at your jaw and turning your head to face her, your cheeks flushing slightly pink at the change of tone.
"don't be a brat and we'll be just fine."
an hour later and you had to wave the white flag, absolutely exhausted as alessia rolled off of you, leaving you naked and panting to try and catch your breath.
the blonde sat up on her knees, staring at you with lust filled eyes as her piercing blue orbs roamed the dark red and purple marks littering your tanned skin.
"switch. your turn!" you finally caught your breath somewhat, gesturing for leah to swap with you as alessia hurried to help you to your feet, slipping one of her jerseys over your naked body, your legs shaky as memories of what had just occurred flashed through your mind.
you winced a little as you sat down in the love seat leah had just been occupying moments earlier. a few choice words from you had wound up in the italian really showing you just how dominant she could be when pushed, and it was safe to say you'd struggle with sitting down for the next couple of days.
leah had done surprisingly well at keeping quiet throughout the whole ordeal which could probably be attributed to just how horny it had made her watching you and alessia go at it.
it left the english captain more than ready for it to be her turn, having to use all of her patience not to jump the both of you mid way through.
"you know you look quite good underneath me love." alessia started strong with a smirk as she straddled the older blonde, confidence built up from her last hour spent basically destroying you. "don't get used to it." leah chuckled as alessia tutted in warning, you watching on with a shift as alessias hand gripped leahs neck.
"baby you're not doing it right, you have to squeeze from the sides not the-" leah started to correct, you coughing obnoxiously and shooting her a warning look as the blonde rolled her eyes but fell quiet.
"you better keep that mouth closed unless its moaning my name." alessia warned smugly, not thrown off by the older girls commentary, still riding out her high from her time spent with you, and the satisfaction that during it leah could only look and not touch.
"put her in her place lessi baby." you watched on with a smug smile which quickly dropped as both blondes shot you a firm warning look, silencing you without even needing words.
it seemed to go well at first, you shifted as you watched on with hungry eyes, leahs moans filling the room only interrupted by the sounds of their lips smacking together as the defender withheld her urge to take over.
"no no, higher." leah ordered with a breathy moan, nudging alessia up a little as the girl sucked on her neck, the italian smacking her shoulder and warning her to be quiet, but did what she asked regardless.
which in hindsight was not her best move.
"no, more." leahs hand grabbed the back of alessia's head, pushing her face back into her neck as she tried to pull away. alessia however wasted no time grabbing the blondes hands and pinning them by her head.
"you do what i say, not the other way around." the italian warned with a scowl as leah rolled her eyes but nodded. "and don't roll your fucking eyes at me." you couldn't help but smile smugly at the look of surprise which flashed across leahs face at the younger girls authoritative tone.
once again it seemed the power balance had restored as alessia quickly regained control, leaving leah a mess of moans and whiny begs once more. but it seemed old habits die hard as not long after the commentary from the english captain started up again.
"no put your knee there instead."
"less no use your tongue."
"no that's not how you do it you move them in circles."
"less you're not doing it right you-"
"oh my god, i give up!" alessia finally snapped as she had enough, sitting up and rolling off of the older blonde, yanking a shirt out of the drawer and storming off to the bathroom, slamming the door after her.
"you're just gonna leave me like this!?" leah yelled out after her in disbelief, sitting up resting on her elbows, naked body heaving a little at the abrupt stop. "don't look at me, you did that to yourself." you shook your head as the blonde turned her needy gaze your way.
"go and apologize to her, now leah." you ordered, standing to your feet with a slight wobble, crossing your arms firmly over your chest. "leah." you warned a little firmer this time. "i was just trying to help her!" the blonde frowned with a slight pout.
"she didn't need your help, you're just a control freak." you accused as leah scoffed. "leah, baby. bedroom activities aside we all know who calls the shots in this relationship, so go and apologise to alessia, now." you moved closer, staring down at leah with a dangerously calm smile.
but it worked as the blonde sighed, slipping a shirt over naked form and sitting up. "i knew you couldn't do it though." you added on with a small chuckle as the defender pushed herself off the bed.
you hissed as her hand suddenly and swiftly smacked your backside, glaring daggers at the cocky smile which followed before she turned around and headed for the bathroom, sighing before opening the door and stepping inside.
and when the two of them emerged a little while later, leahs hair a mess and a smug smile on alessia's face you couldn't help but shake your head knowingly, both blondes collapsing into the bed either side of you as you melted into them and alessia grinned.
"so lee baby, did i do it right?"
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BIRTHDAY GIRL
pairing - sub!joshua x dom!reader
summary - when all you want for your birthday is to dom your loving boyfriend. however, things take a turn after you realise joshua has a particular, sensitive spot.
a/n - idea came to me when i saw a pic with one of his nips out... yeah im down bad ＞︿＜
NSFW CONTENT ! MDNI !
SMUT warnings under the cut !
SMUT WARNINGS: nipple play, praise, pet names (sweetheart, ((pretty)) baby, love, babe), reader gets called joshua's "birthday girl" but besides that there's no indication of their gender. SO so cringe i do not know how to write smut ╯︿╰
if there is one thing joshua hong hates, it’s giving up control in the bedroom. watching his lover struggle to take the pleasure he gives them is his favourite thing in the world (besides maybe, well, you). so how was he here, laying completely naked on the bed, with a fully clothed you hovering over him ?
well, today is your birthday. that’s why. despite joshua insisting the day be all about you, you had one present in mind. dom him. to have him feel the pleasure he gives you. and what better way to do that than to straddle him onto the bed, threatening to stop when he puts his hands on you ?
joshua had never looked prettier in your eyes. lips red and puffy from your intense make out session, a blush spreading from the tips of his ears down to his chest, and your favourite part: the collage of marks left on his neck from your wandering mouth. his chest was heaving up and down with his ragged breaths.
after meeting your eyes peering down at him, a lopsided grin appears on his face. “fuck… you enjoying this nearly as much as i am ?” he huffs out through his staggering breaths. your head tips back as you let out a laugh. “yes sweetheart. thank you for letting me do this.”
“anything for my birthday girl hmm ?”
you share a quick peck, giggling into the kiss, before he slips his tongue into your mouth, moaning at the feeling of your lips on his.
while the two of you breathe into each others mouths, your hands begin to rake down his chest, and his groans quickly turn to whimpers, making you quirk your lips. “oh ? seems like i’ve found a sweet spot huh ?” a smirk is evident in your voice. he looks up at you, his eyes completely pitch black with lust.
an idea begins to form in your head. making eye contact, you tweak his nipple, watching intently as his eyes roll back at the sensation. his mouth drops open and lets out a wanton moan, as his hips cant up to gain some friction.
you watch in awe as he gains his breath from the intense surge of pleasure he felt burn through his body. he looks up at you, eyes wide and curious, you mirroring his look.
you thought you knew all the in’s & out’s of josh and his pleasure, but you had clearly missed this key point.
the two of you stared at each other, arousal evident in your faces. the eye contact felt electric, nothing being heard except joshua's panting. while continuing to curiously stare into his lust blown eyes, you continue your ministrations. pinching his nipples, the same reaction occurs. “f-fuck! oh my fucking god” whimpers erupt from his mouth, eyes clenched tightly shut from the onslaught of pleasure he’s feeling. still trying to contain some of his dignity, he attempts to bite back the lewd noises escaping his plump lips, biting down hard enough to draw blood. you could've came from the sight alone.
“my pretty baby likes me playing with his chest hmm ?” you’re wearing a sadist grin on your face, realising the new leverage you have over your boyfriend. “let me hear how good i’m making you feel love, don’t hold back for me." your praise does the trick, as his teeth release his bottom lip, and the sounds you so desperately wanted to hear filled the room.
“y-yeah fuck… feels s’good, so fu-“ his groans get cut off after he feels the wet heat of you mouth envelope his chest. a wail loud enough to concern the neighbours pierces through the air, as joshua’s brain turns nothing short of mush.
his hips are now consistently bucking up into the air, desperate for some kind, any kind of pressure. the continuous arching of his back causes you to lift up with him. but you don’t let the movement stop your eager mouth from biting & licking around his nipple.
he glances down to see your eyes, way too doe eyed & innocent to reflect your current actions, staring back at him, his nipple stuck between your perfect lips. the sight alone makes a shudder run through his spine, as his head falls backwards onto the pillow, the pleasure to much for his body to contain.
"y'look so pretty for me joshy" your words are barely audible, mouth still fluttering around his tits. his chest is drenched in your saliva, and your positive he can feel the growing arousal pooling between your thighs, resting atop his abs.
you reach one hand forward to hold his hand that is desperately pulling at the sheets below, while your other moves to his other nipple not completely engulfed by your mouth. you synchronise the movements of your finger with your tongue, tweaking and flicking in whatever way causes the best reaction.
you continue to lazily lap at his chest, licking languidly, his eyes boring into yours doing nothing but rile you up more. you skim your tongue around his nipple, before enclosing it around the pebbled flesh, letting your teeth gently scrape against it.
joshua, who can seemingly never shut up in the bedroom, has been reduced to nothing but a mumbling mess, his brain officially short circuiting. his hips continue to violently jerk after every small movement. most of his words are incoherent, starting a sentence before a harsh pant rips through.
“fuck oh my god. fuck so- shit, so good. i’m- fuck. please”
“it’s okay baby, i’ve got you. so fucking gorgeous hm ?” you mumble, seemingly unable to remove your lips from around his nipple for even a second.
"please- please i- fuck- babe please, i can't-"
his breath hitches, a plethora of pleas, as well as a couple whines of your name, fall from his lips. you can tell he’s enjoying himself, but you didn’t know to what extent he was.
when you finally decide to suck on his chest, he loses it. you watch as his mouth drops open in a silent scream, noises that could only be described as pained sobs tumbling from deep within his chest. his hips rutt pathetically up into the air one last time, before you feel his thighs under you begin to shake.
his whole body begins to quiver under you from the weight of his orgasm, as you continue your onslaught on his chest, helping him ride out his high.
once you determine that he has come down, you detach your lips from his red, swollen chest, & patiently wait for him to catch his breath.
“fuck. fuck sorry love. sorry. i didn’t mean to cum like that” he flushed red in embarrassment from realising he came untouched like a horny teen. through his panting, he lifts his hands up to cover his beat red face.
“hey, sweetheart look at me ?” you attempt to pull his hands away from his face. “y’did so good for me, baby. did so good for me.” you lean down to place kisses all around his face, ranging from his cheeks, to his forehead, before eventually landing on his lips.
joshua brings his hands up to your face, cradling it while brushing some hair out of the way. “still. happened so quickly. m’sorry i ruined your present baby” he flicks his thumb back and forth on your cheek.
“ruined ? josh.” you grab his cheeks, mirroring his action. you stare into his eyes. “that was the hottest fucking thing i’ve ever seen.” he completely flushed from your words, attempting to shy away from your gaze. incoherent mumbles of “babeeee stop” escape his lips, still avoiding your eyes.
“no babe seriously, that was ridiculously hot. like out of this world fucking hot. shit i wouldn’t have been surprised if i came untouched too.”
“don’t say it like that ! that’s embarrassing !” his giggles ring throughout the room, a smile tugging at your lips from your favourite sound.
"seriously, shua, thank you for letting me do that. best present i could’ve ever asked for.”
he looks up at you, with fondness in his eyes. the two of you share a loving kiss before josh speaks up.
“well.. i know you wanted it to last a bit longer.” he flips you over, so he’s hovering over you. “how about… i eat you out... before we go for a round two ?”. as he awaits your response, he grabs your hand and begins kissing your wrist up to your shoulder.
you pretend to think for a moment, before a grin overtakes your face. “you’re on hong”.
first attempt at writing smut, please lmk any tips i can approve on !
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ok hear me out imagine giving Danny/Ghostface the BEST head.
The type of head to make him stutter
he’s running his hands through your hair, praising you but also kinda degrading you while tears brim his eyes
asking for female pronouns/pet names but if your not comfortable I 100% understand I just love your writing and would like to see your interpretation on this :D
Hmmmmmmmm, I do like the thought of reducing Danny to a moaning mess >:]
Danny sputtered, his breath hitching as bit back a moan, hips stuttering and thrusting upwards. He ran his fingers through you hair, grasping it from the roots and soothing you, his hold neither harsh and rough, nor soft and caring. He was a mix of pleasurable arousal and thrilling danger. Danny was temptation, a creature of pure sex and wicked ecstasy, he was what you craved and what you needed.
He knew that, he knew of your codependency, of your adoration and of your loyalty, yet he couldn’t deny you. The Ghostface, a serial killer created for simple thrill and vile greed, couldn’t tell you no. He, deep down, was a weak, weak man for things he liked; you, being the thing he valued the most.
“Fuck- doll, you’re-” he cursed, throwing his head back in a sobbing moan, holding you head down as he gave a few shallow pumps.
You choked a moan, eyes squinting the tears away from your sight at the sudden change of pace. Your throat contracting and closing around his length. You glared up at him, hands moving from their prior spot on his inner tight, thumb rubbing circles on his sensitive skin, to hold his hips, trying to stop him from canting his hips. Your noisy gag made him chuckle, his rapaciously deep sound sending a hungry chill down your spine.
“Oh, can’t take it, doll?” Danny drawled, masked face tilted down to gazed at your teary eyes. A cruel smirk danced across his lips, eyes glinting sinfully. “What’s wrong? Too much for you, pup? You were a slobbering mess a while ago, drooling for meat, hmm?”
Your piercing eyes met his, staring at him with heated eyes, a promise of devastation swimming in yours. He liked when you stared at him like that, it made his hair stand on end and blood pump adrenaline into his system.
“You don’t like that? Or is it being called pup?” He cackled, voice booming in the small cabin you were hiding out.
He cooed afterwards, rolling his hips with a crooning hum from his throat. You gaged once more, nose pushed into his neatly trimmed bush and chin glued to his heavy balls. His chest rumbled, seemingly pleased with your submission. Until a yelp left his lips, legs tensing and body spamming under you.
Your fingers clutched his sac, playing with the heaviness between your fingers. Kneading the soft, wrinkly skin while you tightened your throat around his girthy length, moaning and groaning. Every little sound you made sent vibration through him, teasing his engorged and angry head; and every contraction squeezed his cock made him tear up. He cried and shook, his sensitive cock throbbing inside of your warm and wet throat.
“F-fuck!”
He twitched, mewling loudly as he threw his head back. His fingers dug into your head, gripping onto your locks harshly as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, the fat of your tongue pressing against the vein running along the bottom, it was wide from the base and thinned out when it reached the mushroom-like head, spreading across his cock like rivers running their course.
He throbbed at your erratic pace, his balls tightening and fingers curling in your hair. You moaned, his rough actions and pleading cries making your cunt pulsing, drooling in anticipation for him after you’d served him. He came with an arched back, eyes rolled to the back in complete ecstasy. Heady, salty cum filled your mouth, the warm substance coating your tongue and rolled down your throat in big waves.
Danny’s voice sputtered, body spamming into his high, toes curling inside of his boots and cock spurting ropes and ropes of cum. He peered from the corners of his eyes as your cheeks bloated with him, your throat bobbing with every gulp. His shivered, pleasure rolling in his guts when you swallowed his cum, taking a part of him inside of you. It played into his need of ownership, marking you in ways others couldn’t.
“Christ, doll,” he panted, riding out the peek of arousal, running his fingers through your hair gently, lovingly caring. “Thank you. Let me help you, that little cunt of yours must be feeling neglected, no?”
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cant stop thinking about sukuna treating me so good while on my period…. 🤭🤭
Awww your boyfriend Kuna will make sure you feel better ♥️
Pairing: Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female)
Genre: fluff + some mentions of smut
Word count: 500
Warnings: 18+, reader is menstruating, small mention of blood, period sex if you want (only as an option), making out. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
Modern boyfie!Sukuna cannot stand the thought of having no control over this thing that causes you pain and puts you through an emotional rollercoaster every damn month. He is so worried when he sees you burst into tears over the smallest things. The only tears he wants to see on you are those of joy when he says something sweet to you or brings you roses or when he has you on his cock, and the tears spill over because it feels so good. It is unacceptable that your period makes you feel so bad!
And so your boyfie Sukuna does anything he can to make you as comfortable as possible. You are his princess, so you will also get treated like one!
"Why are you getting ready for work? Come on, princess, stop doing all that shit and lie down!"
"But I have so much to do, Kuna!"
"No, you aren't going anywhere today. Fuck work! I will write an e-mail to them saying you are sick!"
You have to admit that he is pretty cute when he is so indignant. And it makes you feel so loved to see this protective side of Sukuna. You aren't immune to the warmth spreading through you when you see the unveiled worry in his maroon eyes. And those strong tattooed arms wrapping around you and hugging you to Sukuna's tall and very warm and comfy body are very convincing, too.
Of course, you stay at home. You slip out of your work clothes and put your sweatpants on again, smiling when Sukuna hands you one of his comfy hoodies.
He makes sure you take painkillers and that you rest on the bed. And Sukuna is right next to you. One of his large hands is on your tummy the whole time, rubbing soothing circles on it.
He picks your fave show to re-watch with you and brings you sweets and cooks for you. He is so caring that you can't help but fall even more in love with him. Especially when you see his boyish grin when he is like,
"See? It was a good idea to stay home and let me look after you. Sukuna 1, stupid period 0."
And then Sukuna kisses your neck, being a tease once again, running his pierced tongue slowly over your sensitive skin, licking you, kissing you, sucking on your pulse point until he has you squirming needily and your hand lands in his soft pink hair to pull him into a deep kiss.
A long makeout session with Sukuna is the perfect way to forget about your cramps. His tall, muscular body lies half on top of you, warm and comforting. And his tongue in your mouth feels so good that it makes your head spin.
And if you need more, Sukuna is very willing to give it to you. He isn't squeamish about the blood or about periods in general. If his princess feels better with his cock in her aching pussy, he will make sure to have you on his cock for hours, trying to fuck your pain away.
But whether you want sex or not, what Sukuna will definitely provide to you are cuddles. He is softer than usual, sweeter. Holds you even tighter than on other occasions, snuggling against you like the world's biggest heating pad. Your back is pressed to his chest while Sukuna's muscular tattooed arms are wrapped around you, one hand rubbing your belly and the other holding yours, making you feel warm and taken care of.
You can't stop smiling when Sukuna murmurs sweet nothings in your ear. That sexy, low voice laced with so much affection. There is still some of his usual teasing, but always followed up by a sweet "I love you, princess." Not wanting to risk another emotional outburst and instead just make you feel loved and taken care of.
I hope this could make you feel better if you are on your period atm <3<3 Kuna being so adamant about making you feel better and "win" against this menstruation thing is so funny to me aahahhaa I love him so much!!
Thank you for reading! Reblogs and comments would be very sweet <3
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obsessive!Simon ‘ghost’ riley
fem reader
CONTENT WARNING:
stalking, mentions of harm, very manipulative Simon, mentions of panty stealing, mentions of breeding, and cunnilingus.
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Simon and you were fairly close, you grew up together, well.. atleast he watched you grow up. You were his childhood bestfriends little sister. He watched you go in and out of relationships. Each time seeing you cry over those boys. Why couldn’t you notice him, patiently waiting for you for years. He knew your schedule he knew how easy it’d be to fit him into the schedule. You didn’t tell him your schedule but it wasn’t hard to secretly follow you… dumb little princess. Imagine if it was someone other then him?? :( You’re so lucky he has some morales. He knew you were going to a club this Saturday what a coincidence.. you’d see your brothers childhood bestfriends for the first time in 6 years.
God you were a fucking minx on the dance floor, shaking your hips to the rhythm of the music, ultimately teasing him. He knew you didn’t know what you were doing but he couldn’t help but want to grab you and pull you to the bathroom by your hair, pounding you against the sink. But he also knew he had to wait, stalk his prey until its close enough then poun-
“hi~” He recognized that voice, fuck. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t realize you were walking towards him.
“hello sweet heart.” he says making you blush.
“wait- Simon?!” you say recognizing him by his voice. He knew he changed but he didnt know he changed this much. His blonde hair almost a light brown was shorter since he last saw you. He used to have longer hair hut he cant have that in the military. The piercing he used to have in his nose was gone. You wondered if his tongue piercing was still there. He wore diamond studs in his ears and a fitted long sleeve shirt rolled up to his elbows revealing a tattoo or two. He didn’t look like a boy your brothers age anymore. He looked like a man.. an attractive man to be that.
“yup, [name] you still look the same” He smiles, such a pretty smile for a twisted man.
“haha.. yeah well i made it into engineering school!” You say biting on you inner lip. Little did you know he knew that. He knows what teachers you have when you have them and who you hang out with, and you were walking right into his trap.
“oh thats nice, come sit ill buy you a drink” He says tapping the bar seat next to him. You sit down and order a drink.
You two end up talking for hours, having great conversations. You seemed tipsy so he suggested he takes you home since he didn’t drink other then a rum and coke. You two were now siting in the car looking out the window, music quietly playing on the radio. The ride to your house wasn’t long, he walks you to your door and you smile sweetly. You poor angel not knowing this was all planned… “would you like to come in?” you ask.
“sure, princess.” He puts the keys in for you and opens the door. But as soon as the door shuts your lips are on his. Your back against the door. He kneels down and pulls down your pants and lacy underwear. “such a pretty pussy.” He mutters kissing your thigh, He then grabs you putting his face in your cunt holding you up.
“F-fuck si!” You moan. All this hard work all these years where he’s been planning this, all the times he snuck into your house jerked himself off over your sleeping body. All the dirty underwear he’s stolen without you knowing. All of that and more was worth it as he was now sucking and licking your clit. Making your legs start shaking, he was eating you out like a starving man who’s been kept from meals for 5 days. Your hands go to his hair and pull at his hair, making him groan against you.
“so wet my god” He groans causing you to whimper and squirm against him. Not to soon later you were cumming all over his face. He stands up and holds you close to his chest, petting your head and you mutter incoherent things.
He carries you to the bed and sets u down. Hugging you and cuddling into your breasts. he didn’t care he was hard as hell, he finally got to hold his precious doe. Ofcourse he did want to stuff his seed all up in you but one step at a time… one at a time he reminds himself….
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What if your older brothers best friend anakin stays the night at your house and you sneak into bed with him because you had a nightmare <3
esp if you’ve known him for a very long time, no one batting an eye when you’re being touchy with him, play fighting on the couch. you know you’re pushing your luck when you turn up at the guest room door where he’s staying, in the tiniest pyjamas and a pout he can’t resist saying something about “cant sleep, had a really bad dream ani, i don’t know what to do.”
he’s half awake, so probably not thinking straight because he knows if he was fully awake he’d know this was an awful idea. he lets you duck into the room anyway, looking around the hallway before shutting the door saying something along the lines of “alright, jesus kid, come on, be quick about it.” whilst ushering you to bed.
you’re all sleepy and pliant which makes you extra touchy, pushing your warm body up against his making him freeze for a moment. “sorry, m’just scared.” you offer as an apology, and he pities you so he’s rubbing your back, tonguing pensively at his lip piercing as he pulls you closer, your body practically straddling his thigh. he doesn’t miss the mewl you let out when he lifts his thigh beneath you a little, pressing it to your cunt.
it doesn’t stop there, your hips squirming, anakin giving in and groping you as things spiral quickly out of control. “fuck, c’mon are you trying to get me kicked out? stay quiet for me.” he’d be all mean about it bc he just feels so guilty for fucking his best friends little sister under the same roof :(( but you came to him, so it’s technically not his fault right?
#anon#modern!anakin prompt#modern!anakin#bbf!anakin#anakin skywalker drabble#anakin skywalker prompt
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could you do some nsfw dating sapnap hcs please 🥹
omg yes ofc!!! thank you for requesting 🥺 💜💜💜
this can be read normal (?) reader or streamer reader doesnt really matter. but it is fem!reader (i tried to make it gender neutral but kinda failed miserably 😅)
so enjoy! or dont.... :) m.list
bf!sapnap who would very boldy initiate any sort of action between you two.
he comes up behind you and wraps an arm around your torso, nuzzling his nose into your neck. his other hand coming down to sneak under the waistband of your pants.
planting wet kisses up and down the side of your neck as he says, "how you doin, peaches?" the question being completely rhetorical.
bf!sapnap who will tease you relentlessly if you try to initiate anything.
"peaches, are you horny?" he asks condescendingly in your ear. his hands running up and down your sides, groping your ass as you kiss his jaw and whimper in his ear. "yea?"
"nick, i swear to god-"
"horny girls cant get mad," he tells you, pulling your face away by wraping his hand around your neck. "youre the one begging me to fuck you."
bf!sapnap who would eat you out for so long that his beard would rub against you, leaving you red and raw. its a serious problem
bf!sapnap that never really asks for it but turns into mush if you ever go down on him. he wouldnt be able to hold eye contact with you. and honestly, you wouldnt be able to either.
both of you looking at eachother, tears in both of your eyes. his beautiful a green eyes would pierce into you and you have to just close your own, focus on pleasuring him as best you can.
bf!sapnap who happily licks up your cum. or his own. if he happens to 'forget' a condom one night, he will pull out and finish on your pussy despite you begging him to cum inside you.
if you havent finished yet, he'll dip his head between your thighs. he will lick up all the cum he left on your pussy lips, moaning at the taste while trying to get you to cum on his tongue.
he will try to save as much of his own cum as possible cause he swears you taste better when your juices are mixed together.
bf!sapnap who, again, never really asks for it but loves the idea of you riding and grinding on his thighs.
if he ever catches you looking at them while hes sitting, he will subtly pull up his shorts to show more skin. he'll even ask you to bring him something and when you walk on over, he'll reach up and caress your own thighs, talking to you sweetly and looking up at you with bedroom eyes.
you would blink and when you open your eyes, youre on his thigh, trying to mind your own business as he bounces his leg up and down. flexing it while talking about how he things he should work out his thighs more.
he wants to see you creaming on the flexed muscle of his thigh. by the time youre cumming, his dick is hard and achy.
bf!sapnap who wants you screaming and moaning while hes fucking you, regardless of what hes doing to you. he loves hearing you say his name and babble about how much you love how he fucks you.
bf!sapnap who says your an amazing singer on stream the day after you were crying, moaning, whimpering because of him fucking you.
"yea, yn is a really good singer," he smirks looking at that chat flying by. "my peaches has really good vocals."
im strangely proud of this one? but im sorry if the dialogue sounds off for him, i tried! -Nony
#sapnap#sapnap x reader#sapnap x you#sapnap fluff#sapnap x y/n#sapnap smut#sapnap x streamer reader#sapnap x streamer#smut#dteam smut#dream team smut
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NSFW headcannons for Laxus, Gajeel and Cobra
ofc my first post is just plain filth, finally decided to start publishing my writing somewhere, I'm working on some actual fics but for now, I thought id just post something quick
bottom! GN! reader
any warnings will be before each of their sections
Laxus
includes ; rough sex, dom/sub undertones,exhibitionism, impact play, spanking, biting, marking, praise kink, creampies, breeding kink, aftercare
- can be very rough but can also be surprisingly tender, though it may take a bit of time into your relationship for you to start seeing that side of him
- likes being in control, having you at his will, being able to do as he wants with you
- not big on PDA but still likes to let people know your his
- if you tease him too much in public he'd definitely drag you to a more secluded location and fuck you till your legs can't stop shaking
- loves seeing his handy work after hes done with you
- marks, bites, scratches, especially loves seeing you covered in his cum
- impact play, this man definitely loves leaving marks on your ass from spanking you
- he's just obsessed with hearing you whimper and whine every time his hands come down on you, leaving your ass red and your legs shaking
- likes to praise you, telling you how good you are or how tight you feel around his cock
- loves seeing you on your knees ready to please him
- again loves seeing his cum on you but especially loves creampies (might be a slight breeding kink there....)
- also really likes being sir or maybe even master
- likes making you know you belong to him
- actually pretty good at aftercare, he likes to just lay there with you in his arms for while
- likes when he can feel your breath still hitched and body trembling from the rough treatment
- may just end up falling asleep but if not you'll help you clean up, he'll just bring a washcloth in instead of making you get up to go to the bathroom
- he can be surprisenly gentle moving the cloth over your skin even when he has such rough hands
Gajeel
includes ; bondage, retraints, degradation, dacryphilla, rough sex, choking, slight dumbifaction, marking, also very brief fisting mention
- loves tying you up and restraining you, likes how helpless it makes you look, how easy it makes what he wants to do to you
- pretty vocal, likes telling you how you belong to him or how pathetic you look taking his cock
- dacryphilla kink, seeing you start to tear up from how rough hes being and/or from the pleasure just drives him crazy
- loves choking you out too
- also leaves a lot of marks and bruises all over you
- might even get you a little collar and chain for you to wear so he can grab on it when he's ruthlessly fucking into you
- likes it when you act like a brat, likes having at least a little challenge gives him more reason to fuck you into submission
- gonna make sure he leaves you all dumbed out from his cock
- oh and he definitely has his cock pierced, it'd be nice and thick too
- loves leaving you gaping
- fisting kink if your into that
- very high stamina you're always gonna be left exhausted and sore when he's done with you
- not the best at aftercare kinda just leaves the cleaning up to you
- he honesty gets a little upset when he sees you cleaning up all his handiwork
Cobra
includes ; degradation, dubcon, intoxicated sex, aphrodisiacs, humiliation kink, edging, overstimulation, exhibitionism
- has a filthy tongue, loves seeing your reaction to him telling you all the dirty things he wants to do to you
- definitely teases you whenever he notices your having dirty thoughts though
- constantly calling you a slut, his slut
- likes it when your intoxicated, your just so cute like that how can he just keep his hands himself
- he can make a aphrodisiac that he loves using on you
- actually cant help but naturally produce the aphrodisiac when he's in heat
- obsessed with giving you head, loves tasting you and hearing you moan
- especially loves hearing you moan his name, massive turn on for him
- if you teasingly whine his name he won't be able to control himself
- such a big tease, he can't help it just seeing you get all embarrassed and flushed gets the blood rushing down south
- if he walks in on you pleasuring yourself he'll force you to carry on as he watches
- will bring up whatever dirty thoughts your having and use them to his advantage
- edging and overstimulation kink
- hearing you beg for him to fuck you or finally let you cum drives him crazy
- likes fucking you in public, teasing you about how anyone could just walk in and see how much of a filthy whore you are
#x gn reader#fairy tail#laxus dreyar#gajeel redfox#ft cobra#ft laxus#ft gajeel#x reader#smut#x reader smut#fairy tail smut
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Wednesday relationship hc's
Omar lemme tell u sumn...go home n get the gun GO HOME! RUN!
me casa su casaaaaa babyyyy
which meansss she steals things from you when you come over to her dorm and leave without remembering to grab it when leaving
So she keeps them in a little spot for you though you don't know she has everything there.
If you're lucky you can choose her -possible- ootd
She doesn't like doing things..unless she's doin em with you
if you're dorm is across the whole school then you're going home with her no excuses
she wouldn't want bae getting in trouble with ms. Thornhill
would never join you in dancing and singing around the dorm room but it makes her heart swell nonetheless
Uncle fester and the whole family love you like their own
She lovvvvveeeeesssss showing you her cello skills and if you asked (kissed) her nicely she'd play you a piece
You two go everywhere together and if you cant, she's negotiating with Weems
She doesn't use tiktok only watching when you're watching on your phone
Some days when she's out investigating she can't help but think what you’re up to if you're not around and trying to plan sumn out with you after she's done.
Hates pictures but when she sees you, taking out your phone capturing the love of your life in many places you've visited together..
she posin like her last name hadid
You to Wednesday is more than just her s/o her world, her love, her soul and more..
She's never understood why her parents love, talk, kiss, hold, look, even talk about each other in the way they did, until she met you of course
Always observing you 25/8; burns, cuts, scrapes nd once she sees em she gettin to work
she absolutely adores your piercings (tongue/nose hoop got eem simpin)
she's wrote about you b4 many many times jlyk
Arts and crafts Friday
even tho she deeply resent every Friday she likes spending time with you
obsessed wit ya fr
You learned how to do acrylics from your sister and now you wanna try on her even though yk she don't like things bothering her
especially when she's writing
she'll still get them tho 🤷
you're are basically her guardian angel and she already knows that but would she tell you?
no
looks over you in many ways; doing your homework, making sure you drink water, checking up on you if you're sick, making Thing spy on you if you're out with friends
why would you even ditch her in the first place-
Hating affection but once you say 'i love you' she's all over you nd you betta have nothing on your schedule today cus you're staying with her in her bed
#wednesday addams imagines#wednesday addams#jenna ortega icons#jenna ortega x reader#wednesday 2022#wednesday x reader#wednesday addams icons#bianca barclay#ajax petropolus#wednesday netflix#thing addams#wednesday addams x reader#wednesday imagines
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hii! what kind of alpha do you think katherine would be and how she acts towards her omega? <3
A/n: omg Hiiiii!! I see u in my notifs alot ����
Katherine Pierce as your alpha Headcannon
Character: katherin pierce nèe katerina patrova (The vampire diaries universe)
Reader type: G/n, omega, afab
Warning/notes: SFW & NSFW themes, nsfw stuff will be under the cut, MINORS DNI, OMEGAVERSE AU, true mates (soulmates)
Getting together (sfw)
- okay so this girl didnt know what to do when she caught feeling
- ofc she wants to jus pull u into her arms and hold u forever
- BUT
- shes under the impression u hate her along with the rest of ur friends (the mystic gang)
- and many supernaturals tbf girlie got some enemys
- also why shes unsure
- the last thing she wants is to hurt u or be why u r hurt
- your her fragile little human at the end of the day
- she confesses when shes trapped in the tomb (season 2) and a little whoozie from not having blood in her system
- elena pushed u in for her to feed on u in exchange for information about the originals
- she was 75% sure kat wouldnt kill u
- still kinda a dick move tho 😒
- kat imediatly feeds on u sinking her fangs into ur neck
- after a few mouthfuls her senses kick in
- her eyes go wide AFFFFFF
- from ur scent she can tell ur her true mate
- whimpers as she pulls away
- feeding u her blood for ur wound as she holds u closer
- knows now that she cant leg u go or ignore her feeling bc ur destined for eachother
- glares at elena
- elena is like ????
- “i gave u blood now u give me answers”
- que kat picking u up and speeding to the centre of the tomb
- she kisses ur healed neck softly as an apology
-“u should get better friends”
- “she didnt bite into my neck and almost kill me katerina”
- 😳😒 “i object to the first part, but say my name again?”
- “Katerina~”
- girlie is jus 😳 bc she loves how her name sounds on your tongue
- she shyly asks if she can kiss u
- you smirk at her and say youll give her a kiss everytime she tells u something about klaus and why elenas in danger
- pouty huffy baby but will agree.
- u gave her MANY kisses
- made u sit in her lap tho
General relationship hcs (sfw)
- PROTECTIVE
- she sees everyone and everything as a threat
- an unfortunate side affect from running for 500 years
- JEALOUS AF
- wants ur undivided and devoted attention 24/7
- she doesnt share whats hers
- so so so sooooo many kisses
- hugs hugs hugs
- your chair is her lap
- no arguments
- you will sit there with her arms round u as she kisses ur face and neck
- FEEDING ON YOU (if ur okay with that)
- your blood is the sweetest shes ever tasted
- shes sure its a mate thing bc u taste so divine
- loves jus having u on her lap sharing soft kisses
- trailing her kisses to ur neck and around ur mate mark
- kissing to your shoulder and sinking her fangs in
- rubbing ur back when u whine in pain
- drinking from u eyes closed and moaning in delight
- pulling away gently and kissing you
- biting into her lip till it bleeds into the kiss so u take her blood to heal urself
- did i mention cuddles?
- this a touch starved baby
- wants u in her arms all the time
- KISSES
- head kisses
- nose kisses
- cheek kisses
- any type of kisses and shes a soft soft baby
- insecure of your love sometimes
- questions why ur with a monster like her
- u jus tell her how much u love her and how perfect she is
- speaking of love
- when u told her you loved her she jus
- 🥺 “why?”
- </3333
NSFW
- OH UR FUCKEEEED
- shes rough
- R O U G H
- this girl will fuck u into a coma on a soft day
- choking
- spanking
- clit spanks / pinches
- nipple pulling / pinching
- marking (biting, scratches, bruises)
- ties u up
- owns a leg spreader but hardly uses it bc u cant out power her
- breeding press is her go to
- having u on ur back under her
- knees pushed to ur chest
- wrists tied to the headboard
- pussy spread wide for her
- her dick fucking hard fast and deep
- balls practically spanking ur ass and pussy as they hit u with ever thrust
- her hands propping her up
- hammering her hips into u
- biting and kissing at your neck, jaw, shoulders and chest
- occasionally feeding
- kissing u and sucking on ur tongue
- degrading u
- praising u
- calls u her little cock slut, cum dump, dirty whore etc
- fills u with 4-7 loads before popping her knot
- rubs ur clit till her knot goes down
- then she’ll pull out and round 2 starts 😉
AFTERCARE
- shushes ur whines as she pulls out of u
- kisses every mark on ur body so sofly
- praising u as she does
- soft soft touches and kisses
- speeds out to start a bath running
- uses every fancy and extortionately priced bathing product
- scoops u up and and places u on the sink counter
- kissing your head with a coo at the whine of how cold it is against ur bruised ass
- speeds off to change the sheets in vamp speed
- comes back and kisses you softly as she pulls u into her arms as she leans to flick the water off
- climbing into the bath with u
- setting u on her lap as she leans against the side of the bath
- your back against her chest
- slowly and gently washes u as u fall in and out of sleep
- the heat of the bath and all the relaxing products lulling u to sleep
- holding you until the water runs cold
- gently getting out with u in her arms and setting u onto the towel she placed atop the bed
- towelling u dry so soft and gentle as to not wake you
- picking you up and placing you under the covers
- getting in after you and pulling u into her arms softly nuzzling into your neck
A/n: I LOVE HER SM 🥹🥹
#the vampire diaries smut#the vampire diaries reactions#the vampire diaries x reader#the vampire diaries imagines#the vampire diaries fluff#tvd smut#tvd#tvd reactions#tvd x reader#tvd fluff#tvd imagines#the vampire diaries#katerina patrova#katerina x reader#katerina imagines#katerina headcannons#katerina patrova x reader#katerina patrova imagines#katherine pierce#katherine pierce x reader#katherine pierce imagines#katherine x reader#katherine imagines
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summary: Jason Todd with a virgin!reader
warnings: Mentions of sh/self-harm, smut, NSFW, slight nipple-play, thigh-riding, grinding, terribly rushed towards the end (sorry).
PAINT THE SHEETS RED.
He would be stunned to know that you are a virgin, surprised would be an understatement, Astonished even, that fact that no one has marked or kissed those pretty pouty lips sends his mind into a frenzy, and the fact that he will be the first to get under your clothes and ravage you like the meal you are sends all the blood rushing to his southern areas.
Although his desire is growing and burning in the pits of his stomach, although his thirst and lust for you might turn him feral with the thought of his cock and only his cock being the first to paint those pretty pink walls a pearly white, he wants to take this slow— he'll wait. Even if it eats at him from the inside— he'll wait until you two have bonded, until a relationship has blossomed, a trusting relationship.
When the time comes, and the time will, he won't be able to hold himself back, he won't be able to control his hunger, the poor man has been starving himself just so you could get comfortable around him, just so the guilt of forcing you to feel uncomfortable won't pressure him into feeling shame, shame littering his wrists with red cuts of remorse.
The second the words spill from your lips, you don't need to tell him twice, he already has you pinned to the couch, his hips pressing you down as his lips devoured yours in a desperate manner, he cant control himself anymore, his tongue is already plunging deep into the depths of your mouth, rubbing up against the inside of your cheeks, your teeth, your lips, the roof of your mouth, not an inch of you is not marked with a wet trail of saliva.
He's practically shaking, his shaky fingers roaming his fingers over the flesh of your thighs and hips, his fingers squeezing and kneading the flesh of your waist, he let out a string of muffled groans as his fingers slipped to the valley between your breasts, his thumb swiping and teasing the hardened nipple that pierced through your flimsy shirt.
He told himself that he shouldn't rush this, rush this precious moment, this milestone but how couldn't he? He couldn't tease you if he wanted to, his mind clouded with the things he could pleasure you with, the positions he wanted you withering and moaning in.
He didn't give you space to breathe, just how you like it, his mouth breathing and swallowing every string of moans that slipped from your lips, his hips pressing down against your aching folds as he spread wet kisses all over your chin, he'd be constantly asking you if what he was doing was okay, if you felt good and comfortable enough for him to continue with hips and his fingers.
"Is this okay, baby? Does that feel good? I just want to see you moan baby, I want you to feel good, Angel, that's right—moan for me, let me hear those pretty moans..."
A big, big praising type of guy, he'd only degrade you in a tender tone if he were to punish you, but that's not until a few decades where'd he finally find the courage to.
You'd find yourself desperately rutting your hips against his, that pulsing and throbbing between your legs becoming more and more uncomfortable, even with the slickness that coated the thin material of your panties, and that's what made Jason click.
He'd grind his thigh against the divot of your folds, biting his lip as he added that sweet, delicious amount of pressure against you, his fingers kneading, squeezing and digging into the soft flesh of your hips as he forcefully rocked you back and forth, encouraging you with a slow yet rough pace.
"Tell me that feels good, baby— yeah... Do you like that angel? Oh god, you're already making a mess on my jeans..."
You felt your stomach tense and coil, an unfamiliar intense sensation as you felt your soon release pinch your clit, your toes curled as he bent down over you, his tongue darting over your lips outlining them and tasting you with fierce vigour, his lips supple and pouty making the kiss ever so sloppy and hot,
Finally, he'd pull back his thigh once he sucked in every whimper and moan that quivered your lips, feeling you throb through his jeans before sliding his arms underneath your thighs, gripping the flesh and hovering you above his hip.
He's the type to kick the door down, not bothering to slide it open as he gently placed you on top of your shared bed, an amusing grin curling at the ends of his lips as his lips smashed against yours once more, his pace is fast— desperate and rushed.
His fingers already fumbled with the buckle of his belt, fidgeting with the leather.
A/N: LISTEN I know this was short, not really but I know this didn't have enough spice so I think I might make a part 2?????
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piercer!cm punk who unintentionally talks you through your appointments. “breathe” he’ll say before the needle shoots through your skin. your body wincing.
your industrial was a bitch of a process but his raspy voice made it ok. maybe even better than ok. “need you to actually take care of this one”, breath warm. slipping over your ear gentle. “so youre not back and forth, havin to see my little old face all the time”. his teeth and the tip of his tongue playing with the labret on his lip. and you swore he was doing it on purpose. to make you squirm. the piercing in his lip shining as he gives you a little smile.
“its a nice face to look” you say. too busy checking your ear out in a handle held mirror.
he snorts. “yea right”, swatting your leg playful like. and you want to melt. his hands warm. fingers long. strong feeling. they must do other things, besides pierce needles.
you’re wincing again when its time for your labret. something you decide to get because you “like how his looks”. and he cant help but to think about how good it’d look on you. hooked over such a cute bottom lip. possibly tasting like metal and whatever lip balm you spread over it.
your lip twitches just before he can apply the antiseptic. his eyes rolling a little. for someone so afraid of the pain, youre constantly putting yourself through it. he may have a little masochist on his hands “relax”, he gives. deep and soothing. the tip of his hand patting your knee. because youre both comfortable enough for that to happen. this isnt your first piercing. youre a regular of sorts. a bothersome regular with poor pain intolerance and a bad habit of letting your piercings close.
he did your ears months ago, and before that a few months prior too. re-pierced your nose multiple times as well as your eye brow. he didnt mind it though. not if it meant seeing you.
he liked your little squirming and the fidget of your impatience. he liked regulating it. getting you to relax for him.
it’s pain when the needle goes through your lip. a whimper escaping that makes him hum. something short and acknowledging of your pain. his hair slicked back and his gaze rolling over the fleshy way of your lip. he cant even help it really. whether hes caught or not. youre just something worth grabbing his attention. something worth a double take. a second or third thought even. temptation.
and he does this thing after he puts the ring through your lip. “atta girl”, a pat-rub combination against your leg. just above your knee, where an intricate tattoo design colors your skin.
you like the way praise slips off his tongue. a little too much.
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