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NSFW alphabet w/ Hiromi Higuruma
ft. fem reader ^.^
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A- Aftercare (what they're like after sex)
I think Higuruma takes a long time to recover after sex. I don't think he has a ton of experience so after he cums, especially from your manipulation, it takes a lot out of him and makes him go braindead for a bit. Once he recovered from his high, I think he'd be super attentive. Clinging to you and burring his head in your neck, asking you if anything hurts. He would insist on carrying you to the shower or bath and bathing you, washing your hair and body, etc, making sure you were all clean of your shared mess before taking you back to bed.
B- Body part (their fav part of their own, and their partner's body)
This one might be obvious, but I think he really likes his nose. I suspect he might've had insecurities around it before but once he figured out how much you loved it, both in and out of the bedroom, he grew to love it. How he can put a body part such as a nose to benefit your pleasure makes him ecstatic beyond belief. As for your body, I think he really loves your waist.
Higuruma gives me the vibes that he's not huge on PDA, but he loves holding your waist as you stand in line for a treat. His hands seem to find the slope of your waist so naturally whenever he's on top of you and kissing you. His grip tightens as the kiss grows deeper and hotter. It's just a comfortable place for him. Your waist also gives him the perfect leverage to pull you down on his cock, immobilizing you when you try to run away from his deep thrusts.
C- Cum (anything to do with cum)
Higuruma cums a loottttt. I think it ties in with him being so sexually inactive for so long, so when he finally gets to put his cock to good use, he cums thick, long loads. He leaks a lot of precum too. Whether your kissing, or you graze his hand underneath the table at dinner with friends, rubbing his cock over his clothes while you kiss, getting him fully hard- he's always leaking. This leads to frequent boxer changes and an impressive stash of boxers, but he can't help it.
As for his favorite place to cum, all over your pussy or on your face. Those places are his and his alone, and he loves to see your most intimate spots covered and marked by his seed. He's not the type to take pictures in case his phone gets hacked, but every time he shoots his seed over your folds and inner thighs, he makes sure to spread you open nice and wide while he rubs his cum around on your sensitive cunt, memorizing how pretty it looks.
He craves the desperate and needy look on your face when he cums there. You always look too eager to pleasure him and aren't shy in the slightest about showing that. Your disheveled appearance is only enhanced in beauty by his white ropes of cum. The way you look at him as if he hung the stars in the sky like he isn't painting your face white makes his cock throb, ready to give you another load. He just can't fathom someone as perfect as you craves him so bad, it makes him feel hot all over.
D- Dirty secret
Higuruma is a panty sniffer 100%. You're constantly wondering where your new panties go and you never guess it's your loving, sweet boyfriend who's stealing them. He loves eating you out, and when you're too busy working, too tired, or out of the house, what better way to simulate eating your cunt than placing your panties over his mouth while he jerks himself off.
He would be so nasty with it too, licking and sucking your wetness against the fabric, trying to taste you with his hand firmly around his cock, eyes shut as he tries to picture you sitting on his face, suffocating him with your thighs as he licks and slurps up your arousal greedily. He also loves jerking himself off with them, especially if your panties were recently removed, so he can still feel you. But the harsh rubbing of the cloth on his cock can get a bit obnoxious, and nothing stimulates his cock more than your scent, so he prefers the first option.
E- Experience (do they know what they're doing?)
I don't think he has much experience at all, if any. Maybe after a long day, he went to the bar to drink away his worries after a hard trial, and some girl ended up wrapping herself around her arm and persuaded him to take her home, but I can't see him having done anything more than that.
Despite his lack of experience though, I think he knows what he's doing fairly well. He kinda wings it, using his arousal and excitement to lead him in doing whatever feels right, but it ends up working for you and him both.
Higutuma is a very good listener, and he's extremely attentive and has an amazing memory, so whenever he finds a spot on your body that makes you tick, you better bet it's engraved in his brain and it's not going anywhere. When you two first had sex, he was so excited and it clearly showed in his actions. He's had so much he's wanted to try with someone, and now that he finally had someone to try his fantasies with, he was going a bit crazy.
He was grinding himself against you while kissing you in a frenzy, loud breaths and deep groans mixing into the kiss. He was sucking at your neck and trailing his kisses down to your chest, where he made sure to abuse your nipples thoroughly, so much so they were sore the day after. When it came to working you open for him, Higuaruma was so excited. He always knew he preferred giving pleasure over receiving, the majority of the porn he's watched being guys eating their girlfriends out and things of that nature.
So when it came to you, put his very small amount of knowledge to good use. He knew what and where the clit was, but he underestimated just how good it made you feel. He got a bit pussydrunk as he was eating you out, rapidly shaking his head back and forth against you, sliding his tongue over your folds wherever it could reach, licking and slurping on you impatiently, and it always worked for you, leading to the most mindblowing orgasm every single time.
F- Favorite position
Missionary or mating press. It always starts as a missionary, but quickly leads to your body being folded into a dizzying position when he gets carried away, lost in how good your cunt feels wrapped around him. I think he's really into cuddlefucking too. He wakes up with a boner nine times out of ten and always relies on you to help him get rid of it, suggesting the interaction by slowly humping his hard cock against your ass while he wraps his arms tightly around your body, his head buried in your hair.
"I'll go slow, you can go back to sleep if you want. Just need to cum, 'm so hard." He whispered quietly. His filthy admission never fails to leave you a leaking mess as you nod, giving your consent. He thanks you plenty with his words and with his cock as he pulls your panties to the side, sliding his cock inside your cunt, stretching you open. He's so lazy with it, groans and gasps tickling the back of your neck as he humps into you, his head still foggy with sleep. A few times he's actually fallen asleep mid-thrust, waking up properly to his softened cock, stuffed deep inside your walls.
G- Goofy (are they more serious, or humerous during sex?)
Higuruma is not afraid to crack a joke. We already see a teaser of his horrible humor with Yuji in the manga, and I think that can very well translate in the bedroom with you if the time calls for it. I think for the most part, he's serious, but if he accidentally tickles you while he caresses and kisses your body, or his cock slips out while he's trying to put it in, you two will share a laugh, maybe followed by a horrible joke from the lawyer, which only makes you laugh harder, pulling him closer to you affectionately.
H- Hair (Are they well groomed? Does the carpet match the drapes?)
I can see both being true, he keeps himself clean, or he lets himself grow out a bit. I think when he gets busy with work, his hair down there gets a little long, but he'll gladly clean it up for you if you say something about it. I believe he keeps it relatively trimmed though, and he makes sure to keep his happy trail visible for you, ever since you voiced your liking to the trail of dark hair.
I- Intamacy (how are they in the moment? The romantic aspect)
Higuruma can get a bit nasty sometimes, especially when he's eating you out or fingering you, but he makes sure to praise you and express his love for you throughout it with his shameless words and actions. Most of the time sex with him is needy and carnal, but filled with love and admission of it. During more serious times, say if either of you needed comfort or if you two were celebrating something special, the moment might slow down and be more romantic and slow, and have more soft moments, giggles, slow kisses, etc.
J- Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He's horny all the time, like all the time, but before you he suppressed it a lot, being so busy with work and all. I can see him thinking about sex and getting off a lot, but the actual act of masturbation being a bit less frequent, maybe a couple of times a month. Since he met you though, he's had no reason to suppress his sex drive and now gets off with you multiple times during the week if possible.
A lot of the time when he gets off too (before dating you) he would be too worked up to put on porn, more focused on getting his hard cock out of his uncomfortable work pants and getting his hand around his cock than finding the right video to get off on. His imagination is great for a virgin/ someone with little experience, and usually, his fantasies with a faceless person will have him cumming in a few minutes.
I think when he met you, while you two were in the early stages of your relationship, or maybe even just when getting to know you, he would pump his cock to the thought of you quite frequently. Now that he had a face to go with his fantasies, he could cum in under a minute, pumping his cock over a piece of tissue in the bathroom or in the shower, needing to get his cum out of his heavy balls to the thought of you.
K- Kinks (one or more of their kinks)
Spit, 100% spit. Higuruma loves spitting on your pussy, pulling back after he's been eating you out for a while to spit your own weness back on your pussy before he dives back in and licks it all up. I also can see him spitting on his own cock before he slides it inside you, despite how wet you already are. Something about it is so hot to him, and you certainly aren't complaining when he does it.
When he first watched you stick out your tongue before he came on his cock, a brief image of him spitting in your mouth flashed through his mind, so he made sure to bring it up the next time you fucked. Once he got your consent, as he was balls deep inside you, tip abusing your g-spot, forcing your mouth open, he gripped your chin and told you to open your mouth, showing you further by opening his own and saying, "ahhhhh."
He smirked before closing his mouth and wadding up his spit. His cock twitched inside you at the mere thought of what he was about to do. Pursing his lips together he spat right into your mouth, his face heating up at the filthy action he had just done. "Good fucking girl." He praised you when you eagerly swallowed it up, a proud smile gracing your features after you swallowed everything and stuck your tongue back out to show him.
L- Location (favorite places to do the do)
I can't see him liking any other place but the bedroom/ your house. Anywhere with four walls where he was secluded from other people hearing or seeing you he we comfortable with. That doesn't mean he doesn't like a little teasing here and there in public though.
Your foot slides up his leg, slowly pulling the ankle of his slacks up before it drops and you continue in your pursuit. He always stopped you just before your foot reached his cock, swiftly paying whatever bill he owed before driving you home hurridly and pounding you into the sheets.
M- Motivation (what turns them on/ gets them going)
It doesn't take much to turn Higuruma on. It could be something as little as you interlacing your pink finger with his, to you straight up whispering in his ear you wanted to have sex, and everything in between. He loves it when you initiate things though, especially when you tease him as he's working, or send him a dirty text or picture, begging him to come home because 'you need him.' Higuruma is a simple man at heart though. A good ole fashion sexy lingerie under a robe will have him hard in under a millisecond, his cock inside you the next.
N- No (something they wouldn't do)
Anything too extreme or taboo... use your imagination with that as you will. Besides a few things I don't want to go into specifics about, I can't see him being opposed too much. His main priority is making you feel good, so I think he'd be willing to try a lot of different things.
O- Oral (preference on giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
I already briefly talked about this, but Higuruma is a munch till he dies. There's nothing he loves more than watching you squirm on his tongue and fingers. When you sit on his face and suffocate him as you bump your clit on his big nose, his eyes roll back in his head and he busts straight away in his pants. He gets so aroused from bringing you pleasure it makes him go crazy a little.
Once again, what he lacks in skill he makes up for in enthusiasm, sucking your clit, shaking his head back and forth, running his tongue along every single inch of your folds- anything to make you cum all over his face. Higuruma loved getting his cock sucked though. He insists quite often that ''It's not necessary'' or "You can do it next time" Simply because he puts other things above getting oral, but when you force him to sit down or corner him while he's working and leave him no choice but to get his cock sucked, he fucking loves it.
His toes curl and his eyes roll back in his head each time his fat tip bobs against the back of your throat. He sometimes finds it hard to relax as he's worried about your comfort, but he gets over it when you look into his eyes and nod at him, hiding your gags and chokes as you try to reassure him you like this, you want this, to let you make him feel good. And each time he surrenders, spilling his seed deep down your throat or all over your face, and he always makes sure to reward you by eating you out till you squirt.
P- Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)
Most of the time it's fast, rough, and loving with Higuruma. He's so sensitive and wants to be inside you so bad. He can never get enough of how warm and wet you feel around him, your pussy is just so inviting, he gets carried away often. His sweet aftercare makes up for it but in the moment he always turns into a completely different person, fucking you carnally.
The sound of your skin slapping against his and the squelching from between your legs only spurs him on, making him want to go harder, faster, to make you cum more, cry his name louder. He's so greedy, but when your pussy pulses around his cock and your body is wracked with pleasure, the same pleasure plastered all over your face, he can't find it in himself to slow down.
Q- Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
I think quickies happen fairly often considering his job (set in a modern au) but he's not always a fan of them. As I've mentioned, Higuruma is greedy, he rarely gets satiated after just one round, let alone one short round. Sure, he could make you both cum in under a few minutes, but he might almost regret it more than just toughing it out and fucking you how he really wants to later.
Once he's finished fucking you and filling you with his seed, he doesn't want to leave you, he wants to cum inside you again and again, then take care of you afterward. So it always sits wrong with him that he has to leave, and it always leaves his cock and balls throbbing harder than they were throbbing before he fucked you.
R- Risk (are they game to experience? do they take risks? etc.)
Okay, so you know how I said Higuruma only likes fucking at home? Well, balcony/ window sex is included in that. He lives in a penthouse high above everyone else, with no taller buildings surrounding him, making it perfect for when he's feeling a little risky and wants to rile you up a little.
He would fuck you against his freezing floor-to-ceiling window wall, a hand gripped around your neck, the other rubbing circles on your clit as he fucked into you slowly, making you feel every inch of him. "You think anyone can see you up here? Huh? Can see how you're getting fucked dumb on my cock? I bet they're so jealous they're not the one fucking you, god... they should be fucking jealous. Pussy is mine, watching is the closest they'll get to you, isn't that right?"
He knows no one can actually see you, but his words still rile you up regardless. He gets so possessive when he initiates something like this, only causing him to fuck you harder, better, making sure to ruin you for anyone else.
S- Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last?)
Higuruma's stamina is unmatched, even when he's tired he still has the need and will to fuck you till he can't move a single muscle. The first few rounds are spent working you open on his mouth/ tongue, and when he finally gets to the main course, he's full of energy and lots of cum to give you.
Most times you have to tap out and cut him off, and when I say most times, I mean every time. Higuruma gets drunk on seeing you orgasm, so unless you tell him "enough, no more" He'll keep going till one of you passes out, and if it's you who passes out? There's no guarantee he'll stop (with your prior consent ofc.)
If he's not actively trying not to cum, he usually only lasts a few minutes, under a minute, but he can stave off his orgasm to make you cum first most times. That's also why he makes you cum plenty of times before he fucks you though, because he can't always guarantee he'll last all that long when he gets inside you. That's where his stamina comes in handy though, once he bounces back he can cum over and over again. I think after his first orgasm he lasts a little longer, maybe going from 2 or 3 minutes to double digits, getting higher and higher the more he cums.
T- Toys (do they own any toys? do they use them?)
Higuruma has owned a pocket pussy before but likely doesn't have it now that you're together, seeing as he has no use for it. I think he was curious as to what it felt like to cum inside someone, so he bought the toy, but nothing could've prepared him for what it really felt like. I think he owns a few things like handcuffs, a blindfold, a shibari, a basic vibrator, candles, and the essentials in case you two are feeling up to something a little different.
He was actually the one to introduce the idea of a vibrator, a courtesy of one of his perverted fantasies. He doesn't use it often, but it's fun to fuck you while he holds the pretty blue vibrator against your clit, the vibrations often being able to be felt from inside you, bringing him more pleasure as well. You've used it on him once, but his cock is pretty sensitive so it was a lot for him, he prefers to use it on you.
U- Unfair (how much do they like to tease)
I'm on the pussy inspector Higuruma agenda, so I think he can be a bit of a tease. I don't think he's super into orgasm denial, seeing as how much pleasure it brings him, but I think before he's had a taste of you, while he's still in his rational mind, he likes to spread you open and sniff you, tap your clit and watch it twitch and your little hole clenches around nothing.
He often frotts his cock against the outside of your cunt, making his tip kiss your clit over and over before he fucks you, sometimes making you cum just like that. Higuruma also loves fucking you with just his tip, pushing it in before pulling it fully out, biting his lip as you whine and beg for more, it drives him crazy, but your begs always get to him, breaking his resolve sooner than he'd like.
V- Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)
Loud. So loud. He groans and whines against your pussy while he eats you out, curses and groans against your lips and the crook of your neck while he fucks you, he's so shameless. I think Higuruma is so good at dirty talking too, and he didnt even do it for your pleasure at first, it was just truly what he was thinking and he needed to say it out loud. Once he learned how much you loved it, it only made him that much more excited each time he spoke, knowing how much of an effect it had on you.
examples:
"You're so wet" ,, "Does that feel good? Yeah? You like my tongue that much?" ,, "Let me cum inside you, please, please let me cum inside." ,, "Right there? This ''ur good spot?" ,, "Take it, baby, fuckkk take what you need."
X- X-ray (let's see what's goin' on under those clothes)
Fairly trimmed, slightly tan shaft with a slightly lighter tip that gets flushed red the hornier he gets. 6.7 inches, girthy as fuck, fills you so nicely each time he fucks you, he leaks soooo much precum, it looks like he already came before you even took his boxers off (sometimes he does heh.) Uncircumcised, massive, firm balls that are extremely sensitive, he loves when you suck on them while giving him a blowjob, arguably more than he likes when you suck his cock.
Y- Yearning (how high is there sex drive)
I've already answered this heh (see letter J for more)
Z- Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep after)
Higuruma can and will not rest until he knows you're alright and relaxed. If you're cuddle fucking, he'll fall asleep instantly after cumming inside you, as do you, as for normal fucking otherwise, he's pretty good at staying awake long enough to change the sheets and wait for you as you shower (if he doesn't help you.) He might get a little sleepy but Higuruma is a bit clingy, he doesn't like to fall asleep without you by his side so that keeps him away till you're by his side and snuggled up with him.
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Ride Your King // Marius x Fem!Reader
Tags: light bondage, filthy talking, pussy eating, squirting, blowjob, cock riding, fingering, marking, scratching, praise kink, loud sex, rough fucking, huge cock, breeding kink, multiple rounds, fucking on the: floor, table, wall, bathtub, morning sex, fluff at the end--filthy self-indulgent porn
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“…how long are you going to keep me tied up?” He raises an eyebrow at you, a seductive smirk playing on his lips—oh, he’s absolutely loving this. You watch your fiance with a matching smirk, he’s sat on the floor with his legs spread in front of him, wrists bound behind his back by a silk scarf, his white shirt unbuttoned, damp with his sweat. He looks sinful, like a devil brought solely into your presence to seduce and pleasure you.
And for that reason alone, he needs to be restrained. You want to be in control this time.
“Until you make me cum,” you reply, sporting a confidence that you never knew you had but that’s what being with Marius does to you.
You hear him chuckle, his eyes dark with lust as he takes a full view of your body from top to bottom—clad in see-through lingerie, courtesy of him, with its lacy hem resting high above your knees. It’s so revealing you might as well not be wearing anything. He takes a deep breath, satisfied with your choice of clothing and looks up at you with a grin on his face.
“With my cock or with my mouth…which one do you want first?” He asks so casually. He tilts his head slightly to the side to get a better view of you. “Your choice, my Queen.”
A small whimper escapes you, feeling your cunt throb at his words, immediately providing images in your head on how this is going to end later—with you writhing under him and begging for more…
Marius’ eyes widen when you suddenly get on all fours on the floor, crawling towards him with a playful smirk on your lips. For someone so confident just a few seconds ago, he’s immediately flustered. “Jiejie…”
You can see his cock twitch behind his pants without you even touching him yet. The sight of him looking so desperate and needy for you makes you wet; feeling yourself begin to soak through the material of the lingerie that he’s bought for you.
Mustering all the confidence you have, you lean down and start unzipping his pants with your teeth, all while keeping your eyes locked with his.
He hisses through his teeth, lifting his hips off the floor, desperately trying to get closer to you only for you to push him back down by putting your weight on him.
“Don’t be rude, Marius…good boys must be patient. Are you a good boy?”
He inhaled deeply. “Only if you want me to be…”
You click your tongue as you slowly slip your hand down his pants, earning another hiss from him the second your fingers make contact with his cock. “Babe…shit…” He curses under his breath when you finally pull his cock out, hot and heavy in your hand—the prettiest cock you’ve ever seen. Your small fingers can’t even wrap fully around him, swearing it has gotten bigger since the last time you saw it.
You look at it with fascination, tracing the vein on the underside with your thumb, up to the tip, pink and leaking with precum. You latch onto the head with your lips before it could drip, licking it off with your tongue, relishing in the sweet salty taste of him while he’s struggling to keep himself composed.
You release him with a pop but keep your hand around him as you stroke him gently.
“Be a good boy and don’t cum until I say so…” His hips jerk upwards when you once again wrap your lips around him, taking him in inch by inch until your jaw hurts. His girth is simply too much for your small mouth—no amount of practice could get you to take him in whole, not without his help. So you settle for sealing your lips tightly around him, as deep as you can and swirl your tongue around him to stimulate him even further. You know how desperately he wants to grab you by the hair right now, to push you down even deeper, to fuck your throat until you gag—and heaven knows how much you want it too but you can’t give in just yet.
You lift your head slightly to look at him and gods above, the sight of him alone can make you cum. His whole shirt is now unbuttoned–you can see the blush blooming on his cheeks up to his ears and despite the blasting air conditioner, he is sweating, covering his beautifully sculpted body with a thin sheen of perspiration. Your eyes follow that one droplet of sweat trailing down his neck, disappearing between his heaving chest—the expensive material of his white shirt is now sticking to his skin.
“Nngh…jiejie please…” You hear him say in between grunts.
Locking eyes with him, you give an inward lick before pulling your mouth off only to immediately go back in, sealing your lips around the head of his cock and licking between the slit to swallow more of his leaking precum. “Fuck, baby–!”
Fuck is right. His cock feels so fucking good in your mouth, you can’t help but moan as you swallow more of him, feeling it twitch when it finally touches the back of your throat. You only manage to keep him in there for a few seconds before yanking your head off to breathe, leaving a trail of saliva hanging between you and his tip.
Marius’ eyes are rolled to the back of his skull, teeth biting his lower lip and nails sinking into his palms, willing himself not to cum even when he so desperately wants to. Knowing him, he’s already planning a hundred ways to get back at you after this and honestly, you’re excited for what’s to come.
Releasing your grip around his dick, you smile at him innocently before standing up, leaving him flustered and breathless. Marius struggles with his restraints, trying to free himself, the regret finally sinking in for letting you tie him up in the first place because all he wants is to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked. To bury his cock so deep inside all your holes and have you begging for more like you always do.
“Babe…what did I say about being patient?”
You seductively lift the hem of your lingerie dress, showing your soaking cunt, putting on a small show for him by rubbing your clit with one hand. The erotic display is making his cock even harder and you watch as it twitches, begging to be sat on. You pull away your fingers, showing him how wet you are before leaning down to smear it against his pecs. “Behave or I’m not letting you fuck me…”
Like an obedient pet, Marius immediately stops struggling, looking up at you with dark eyes slightly covered by his hair. You can sense his frustration but you know he’s just as turned on as you.
You step closer to him, bending down to whisper next to his ear. “Will you make me cum with your mouth, Marius?”
He smirks. “You ask as if I don’t already do that for you every morning, babe.”
Smart mouth; time to put it to good use. You roll your eyes and stand up, positioning your cunt in front of him, slowly pushing yourself against his mouth as you thread your fingers through his hair below you. He doesn’t waste any time, immediately latching onto your pussy before you can even prepare yourself, causing you to fall forward then grabbing onto the door of the wardrobe to keep yourself upright.
“Oh my fucking god, Marius—” Your fingers tighten around him to keep yourself steady as you push your hips closer to him.
He pulls back to spit on your cunt before diving back in—pushing his tongue in and out of your hole, feeling your walls clench around him, filling your ears with wet schlicking sound of him eating out your pussy sloppily. He licks a stripe in between your folds, relishing at the taste of your creamy cunt. And then he wraps his lips around your little nub, suckling on it gently and swirling his tongue around it—sending waves of intense pleasure throughout your body.
Marius knows all your sweet spots. The spot behind your ear he likes to caress that makes you sigh his name breathlessly. The spot inside your pussy that he likes to ram into with his cock because every time without fail, it makes your knees buckle as you come undone with a scream.
The little nub of your cunt that he loves to tease with his tongue because it gives you such an intense pleasure you end up squirting all over him like a fountain.
“God…Marius I’m cumming—”
He shoves his tongue back inside even deeper—the sudden intrusion pushes you instantly to the edge, making you gush uncontrollably into his mouth.
His tongue is caught in between your quivering walls, so he proceeds to swirl it around inside you, savouring your taste and prolonging your orgasm until he’s all but drenched in your release.
When you’re done, you step back with your barely stable legs and look down at him. His shirt is completely drenched now, your juices dripping from his chin and down his neck travelling all the way down his abs, flexing as he begins to move again to adjust his hands behind him.
The realisation finally sunk in that he had made you cum with his mouth alone, without the help of his fingers. Almost as if he could read your mind, “What’s wrong, babe? Missing my fingers already?” he laughs as he flips his hair back to keep it out of his face.
“No…”
“Let me go and I’ll show you how good my fingers feel inside you? Remember you need to prep before you can take me…”
A small noise came out of you at the thought. He’s right, it takes a lot of prep and foreplay for you to be able to fully take him in, and he always makes sure that you are ready before he even sheathes it inside you.
But no, you’ve decided that today, you will finally get used to his size. You want to feel the stretch of your pussy as it accommodates him.
“Mmmm…you’ve done enough. Just sit tight and enjoy…”
Marius’ eyes widened at that, but immediately followed by a proud smile. His cock stands stiff between his legs, his balls heavy with cum waiting to unload inside you. He relaxes his shoulders and leans back against the wardrobe behind him, cocking his eyebrow at you as an invitation to sit on him.
“Well then. Why don’t you come here and ride your King.”
His deep voice reignites the fire deep within your womb, making your cunt throb with the desperate need to be filled by him.
And so you position yourself above him, lifting the hem of your skirt just slightly so you can press the tip of his cock against your dripping entrance. He watches you intently, fighting the voice inside his head telling him to just push his hips up so he can finally be inside you.
Set in a squatting position above him, you finally, slowly push yourself down on him. “Oh fuck—” you curse under your breath at the feeling of his cock stretching your tight cunt, feeling every ridge and vein against your walls. You’re grateful for the foreplay because at least you’re lubricated enough to help him slide his way through and finally, finally—with a long satisfied moan, his cock is now fully inside you.
You lean forward and grab both sides of his face with your hands before kissing him, licking and biting as you slowly move your hips. He moans against your mouth, his impatience kicking in and then he’s suddenly pushing his hips up to meet you halfway—making you scream.
“Marius!”
“Fuck baby—I need you to move…please…”
Grabbing onto his shoulders, you pull yourself up slowly, leaving only his tip inside you just so you can hear him groan in frustration. Leaning down, you gently kiss him on the lips. “So impatient…”
And then you slam your hips back down, taking him in fully, mind reeling at how big he feels inside you. “Oh my god…” You start moving your hips faster, bouncing yourself on his cock, filling the room with the sound of your ass smacking against his thighs. String of curses leave his lips when you start grinding even harder, taking him in deeper.
“Touch yourself…let me see you play with that pussy while you ride me.”
As if entranced, you lift the hem of your skirt with one hand and start rubbing your clit with the other—making you gasp upon contact, the sensation sending electric throughout your body. But it doesn’t feel the same as having his fingers inside you. His long slender fingers, the way they would skillfully play with your clit and slide into you…you need his hands.
Just as you’re about to reach out behind him to untie his bounds, you suddenly feel his large hands on your hips, making you snap your head up to look at him with eyes wide in surprise that he’s escaped from the restraints. With a shit-eating grin, he slides his body down to lie flat on his back and with his hands still tightly gripping onto your hips he then starts fucking up into you with no mercy.
“Shit—Marius! Ah—too deep!” You scream, planting your palms against his chest as you fall forward from his rough thrusting. One of his hands move from your hips to rip the top of your lingerie off to fully expose your breasts to him so he can watch them bounce as he begins to fuck you even faster. “Marius what the fuck—”
He latches onto one of your nipples and starts suckling while his right hand starts kneading the other, so plump and soft in his grasp. Loud moans leave you with abandon, the perks of finally moving in together, isolated from the rest of the world, away from the ears of people. There isn’t a need for soundproof walls because you two are the only residents in this entire floor.
A high-pitched scream is ripped out of you when his cock presses against that sweet spot inside your pussy, sending you gushing around him as if a dam has been broken.
“That’s it…baby. Cum for me…drench me just like that…”
“Fuck oh my god—Mar…” Your whole body twitches and trembles on top of him as you ride the wave of your orgasm, leaving your whole body sensitive even to the slightest brush of wind against your skin.
His abs and thighs are drenched with your release so he wipes them with his shirt before they could drip onto the floor. While he waits for you to fully regain your strength, he makes a move to remove his entire pants before carrying you off the floor—with his cock still plugged inside you.
You wrap your arms around him and bury your face against the crook of his neck as you let yourself be carried onto the corner of the room, before he slowly places you down onto the desk, right on top of the floor plan layout that he had drawn just this morning.
Marius presses his hands against the underside of your thighs to keep your legs apart as he tantalisingly slides his stiff cock in and out of you. Meanwhile, you’re still drunk and incoherent, yet to fully recover from your release.
“You’re creaming so much around my cock, jiejie…so fucking wet for me…”
He watches with fascination at the way your cream is smeared on his dick every time he pulls out. He runs his fingers through your hair before yanking your head back, rough enough to make you gasp—and then he’s leaving open mouth kisses up your neck towards the back of your ear. “Mmmngghh…babe…” you sigh when he licks the spot behind your ear, his breath hot against your skin.
“Am I allowed to cum now? I’ve been a very good boy…”
Suddenly he’s pushing his fingers inside your mouth and you wrap your tongue around them instinctively, sighing as he slowly pulls them out and drags them down your body—leaving wet trails of your saliva down between the valley of your breasts and towards your waiting pussy. He pulls his cock out of you, leaving you empty and lets it stand erect between you. And before you can whine in frustration, your body jerks when his fingers suddenly make contact with your clit, still sensitive from your previous orgasm.
Marius flicks your nub with his thumb as he sinks two of his long slender fingers inside you—the sensation of having your hole stretched makes your eyes roll back.
“Will you let me fill you up, baby? Hmm?” He pushes in deeper, spreading them apart inside you. “Can you feel that? Your pretty little pussy is begging for my cum—it’s clenching around my fingers…” He hooks his fingers upwards making your body jerk against him, scrunching the paper beneath you. No words come out of you, just moans and pathetic whimpers, willing your body at his mercy.
“Yes please…want—”
“Mmm you want to be fucked so bad don’t you…To fill you up…” He starts pumping his fingers, in—and out. “...with load after load…” A third finger goes in, stretching your walls even wider. “...until you’re leaking…and dripping…all over the floor with my cum…”
“Marius…please…”
Without warning, he suddenly pulls out his fingers from you and immediately sheathes his stiff cock inside you—ripping out a scream from your lungs. Marius pushes your thighs apart even wider, holding tight onto your ankles as he starts fucking your wet heat with abandon. You grab onto the sides of the table, nails sinking into the wood to hold yourself steady as you take his rough fucking like a champ.
“My god…your pussy feels so fucking good…so fucking good…” He growls, somehow going even harder and faster, making your tits bounce wildly at every slam of his hips against your ass. He’s watching you through the curtains of his unkempt hair, damp with sweat and your release—eyes dark and blown with lust, promising a night full of hard, nasty and obscene fucking until your body is begging for respite.
Goosebumps rise all over your arms, nearing your edge as you begin to clench around his cock even tighter. The table moves and screeches against the tiles beneath you, knocking everything else off the table at the same time—pencils and papers rolling onto the floor. The sound of your squelching pussy and the wet smack of skin against skin fills your ear, stimulating you even further towards insanity.
Whimpers turn into moans and moans turn into screams. Marius grabs you by the hair again and pulls your body up before crashing his lips against yours, kissing you roughly, sucking and biting your lips—only releasing you when you start gasping for air. Occasionally his necklace would brush against your skin, pulling you back into a state of awareness every time your vision starts turning white.
Your arms are wrapped around him, fingers sinking into his back, leaving scratches deep enough to mark him. Meanwhile, he’s sucking into the skin above your collarbones, branding you with several angry red marks.
His cock begins to twitch erratically within your walls, signalling that he’s close to release.
“Watch me fuck my load inside you—” He folds your body forward so you can look at where your body is connected, his huge cock pumping in and out in quick rough thrusts, jamming himself so deep until he finally explodes inside you, spraying your walls with his scalding hot spend. Immediately after, you start gushing around him.
Your body convulses against him, the wave of orgasm comes crashing on you like a ton of bricks, so intense to a point of blacking out. Marius is not doing any better but he manages to hold onto your weight with one arm, pumping his cock with his other hand ensuring every single drop of his cum ends up inside you. Your gushing release is not helping in the matter, causing everything to overflow out of you, dripping between the crack of your ass and onto the paper beneath you.
The floor plan drawing is now ruined with splotches of wet marks, a combination of both of your fluids, seeped into the paper.
“Marius…the floor plan—“
He pulls you off the table and pushes your body against the wall beside you, tits and cheek pressed against the cold surface. Marius’ huge body pins you from behind, cock heavy and resting against your ass, twitching and ready for more. He slides his hand towards your pussy so he can splay your folds with his fingers, teasing your clit as he slowly eases his cock back inside you from behind, dragging out the most salacious moan out of you.
With your forearms on either side of your head against the wall, you stick your ass out instinctively to meet his thrusts, hips steadied by his large hands as he begins to jam himself even deeper. Your combined fluids fall freely down your thighs, both your ass and his hips completely soaked with slick.
The sight of your cunt creaming around him pushes him to the brink almost instantly and with stuttering hips and one particularly hard slam of his hips against your ass, he explodes again deep within you. You whimper breathlessly in pleasure, drooling on yourself as you relish at the feeling of his hot semen filling your womb.
“Nnnghh babe…we’re making such a mess.” You hear him say, keeping your hips in place as he pulls out of you suddenly to watch his spend leak out of you. There’s so much of it, and you feel so full of him—feeling it exit your body profusely, dripping messily onto the, thankfully, marbled floor.
Still, he’s nowhere near done with you.
“Time to clean up!” He chuckles lightly and then he’s throwing you over his shoulder, making you yelp in surprise but make no effort to resist. You’re just grateful that it’s finally time to clean up and rest.
Unfortunately for you, you thought wrong.
After stripping you both completely naked, Marius bends you over the bathtub and starts fucking you once again, sliding in so easily with the help of his previous loads inside you. The sound of the water running filling up the tub is drowned out by the obscene wet sound of his balls slapping against your pussy. Your tits bounce heavily from the force of his hard fucking, nipples grazing against the cold porcelain, making them even more erect and swollen, overstimulating you to the point of crying in extreme pleasure.
“Marius…oh my god…so good…please…want…” You look so debauched, with tears streaming down your face as you breathe with your mouth open almost as if the oxygen isn’t getting to your lungs fast enough.
Your delirious ramblings made him chuckle. He’s completely fucked you dumb that words fail you and yet all you want is more of him inside you. You’ll never have enough of him and him of you. He’s practically sex on legs, his mere presence and voice can make you come untouched. Most days when he makes love to you, it’s gentle and romantic, pampering and spoiling you with pleasure like a Queen. On some particularly unhinged days like today, he’ll fuck you like a whore, unforgiving and rough, until the sun is up and until you’re filled to the absolute brim with his cum and then maybe, he’ll stop.
The man’s stamina is something that needs to be studied, because what the fuck.
Marius pulls your body upright, lifting up your right leg and then starts fucking you where you stand, penetrating you even deeper with his cock in that position. He circles his hand around your neck, pulling your body taut against him so he can nibble on your earlobe. “Can you take more, jiejie…hmm?”
His hand moves from your neck to massage your breast, pinching and pulling on your nipple and then doing the same to the other one. You mewl under his touch, every movement pushing you closer to the edge.
“...please, yes. I can…want…more…”
“Fuck…” He growls against your ear, his movements quickly becoming more aggressive, determined to fuck you until your cunt remembers his shape. He lifts your leg up even higher, thankful for your flexibility because at this angle he gets to penetrate you even deeper, until the tip of his dick touches the opening of your womb. His large hand presses onto the spot just below your stomach, squeezing it slightly, mind going feral at the prospect of filling you up again for the nth time that night. Maybe you’re going insane but you swear your belly feels slightly distended every time he thrusts inside you.
Feeling the pressure growing in the pit of your stomach, you turn your head slightly and watch him through half lidded eyes; his brows furrowed, eyes focused on his cock going in and out of you, his hair damp with sweat, cheeks red and sweat dripping down his chin from the heat—he looks so fucking sexy, especially when he’s reduced to that because of you.
He notices you looking at him, and winks at you—but immediately throws his head back when your walls start to clamp tighter around him. His jaw clenches, pecs tightening as he will himself not to come undone just yet but you’re not making it easier for him as you deliberately begin to push your ass towards him, sliding him even deeper inside your tight walls.
“Shit…you little minx…”
“The bathtub is filling up…”
“Mmmm…you know what else is filling up?” He grins, rotating his hips to adjust himself in an angle before spearing straight into that sweet spot inside you, reaching a depth that makes your heart stop for a split second. You both moan loudly, coming undone together in explosive orgasms—your voice pitching to a hoarse scream as your cunt squeezes around him, coaxing every drop of cum from his balls.
You’re so sickeningly full of him that every plunge pushes more and more of his cum out, past your joined flesh until it drips onto the floor. Some of it leaks down the inside of your thigh so he pulls out, scoops it up with the tip of his cock and pushes it back inside you, not letting any more go to waste. “Mmm…let’s keep it all inside yeah? Good girl…” He slumps against you, grinning against your neck.
It’s difficult to think straight when you’re still in the midst of your orgasm so you nod lightly and rest your head against him, your body weak and trembling.
Still plugged inside you, he wraps his arms around you from the back and kisses the top of your head before leaning over to turn off the tap, just in time before the water overflows.
When he finally pulls out of you, you turn around and slide down his body, trailing your nails down his abs as you sink to your knees in front of him before wrapping your fingers around his cock. His eyes roll to the back of his skull and you hear him hiss the moment your tongue wraps around his cock. You begin to suck him off sloppily, his hips stuttering as he cums again at record speed, spurting semen inside the hot caverns of your mouth to which you swallow obediently. You moan happily around him, sending vibrations throughout his body, making him moan your name to the ceiling in pleasure.
You pull him out of your mouth and continue stroking him with your small hand, watching his cock twitch as it shoots more cum onto your face and bare tits, drenching you with his scent. The smell of sex hangs heavily in the air, absolutely not helping at calming down your libido.
When he’s done, and you’ve drained every single drop of cum out of him, or so you thought, you lightly tap his cock against your breasts, smearing the fluids all over your skin just to get a reaction out of him.
“You know babe…it’s almost as if you don’t want me to stop fucking you—” He laughs before scooping you off the floor and then gently places you inside the tub. Your body is welcomed by the warm temperature of the water, rewarding a brief respite that your body desperately needs after the sex marathon it went through.
Marius slides in behind you, adjusting you to sit in between his legs so you can lean back against him. He runs his fingers through your hair and starts gently massaging your head before moving down to the same to your shoulders. You hum contentedly as you relax under his touch, soft and gentle, a huge contrast from all the manhandling previously.
He lifts your arm and entwines his fingers with yours, his hand so big compared to yours. He brings your hand towards his lips and kisses your ring before dipping in to kiss the side of your head. “My wife…”
You chuckle softly. “Nuh-uh, not yet…”
He laughs and pokes your cheek playfully. “I just did things to you that are exclusively husband and wife things…”
You turn around and give him a look. “But you’ve been doing those ‘things’ to me even before you put this ring on my finger so—”
“Okay fine, you don’t have to call me out like that…” He whines and buries his face against the crook of your neck, nuzzling like a cat. “I guess I’ve always considered you my wife…mine and mine only…” His voice is muffled but you hear him clearly. He’s so sweet it makes your heart clench.
You pull away from him and crane your neck to plant a soft kiss on his pouty lips. Big baby.
“I’m yours, Marius. And you’re mine. My big giant baby…” You kiss him on the cheek. “Always so needy…’ And then the tip of his nose. “Who just so happens to be very handsome…” Between his brows. “...and extremely sexy...”
“Just like you.”
“Shhh…this is about you.”
“Mmmm yes please, praise me more.”
You clear your throat. “With an extremely big…giant…”
“...cock.”
“...heart.”
Your eyes widen with surprise, feeling his stiff cock pressing against your back. His hands start kneading your breasts, causing your body to burn with desire once more almost instantly.
“Marius…”
“I love you…need you…again…” He breathes against your skin, his touches making you melt against him willingly, ready for pleasure. He lifts your hips up, positions his cock against your hole and then gently sinks you down on him—stretching your cunt so deliciously.
The warm water sloshes around you, threatening to flow over the bathtub as he begins to bounce you on his cock. You grip onto the sides of the tub to hold yourself steady as he pistons into you from below, the position allowing him to reach deeper inside you and it feels so fucking good.
It’s only an hour later and when your fingers have turned into prunes did you finally finish bathing, for real.
In the comfort of your bed, you snuggle against the heat of his body, cheek pressed on his chest as you listen to his steady heartbeat. Soon after, with the exhaustion finally creeping in, you are both lulled into a deep slumber, safe and comfy in each other's arms.
When the gentle ray of sunshine hits your eye in the morning, you are stirred awake by Marius’ large hand squeezing onto the fat of your thigh. His eyes are still closed so he’s either still asleep or at least pretending to be. You reach up slowly to flick his eyelashes, too long for his own good as if he even needs them—and then poke his nose playfully.
“Good morning…” You whisper softly, in a sing-songy tone and then watch as his mouth curls into a smirk.
“Morning babe…” He responds, his morning voice husky and deep. He wraps his strong arm around you and pulls you close, pressing his morning erection against your clothed pussy. You mewl involuntarily, noticing how he’s already pulled his cock out of his briefs because you feel how hot and heavy he is against you.
This is mornings with Marius. You’re either stirred awake by him eating your pussy or with his erection pressed against you, twitching and begging for attention. You have no complaints though, since you’re as needy as he is—your libidos are never fully satiated. So mornings like these help you to at least get it out of your system so you can go to work without thinking about wanting to get railed in the middle of typing a report.
Marius moves closer to you and pulls your panties aside then starts rubbing his tip in between your folds, smearing them with precum. You wrap your arms around his neck and push yourself against him, so he can sink his cock inside you, joining your flesh once again.
The morning sex is always gentle, as he will rock his hips against you, fucking you slowly while he wraps you in a tight embrace. It does however turn into something hot and heavy a few minutes later, with you gripping onto the sheet as you are washed over with back arching, toe curling orgasms, yes plural, because Marius is just too fucking good at using his cock to let you leave the bed with just one.
It finally ends with him unloading inside you, filling your womb with a copious amount of cum until you leak messily onto the sheets, staining it white. Luckily for you, he’s learned how to do laundry and he promises to be the one to wash it whenever this happens.
On a hilarious note, you can imagine Payton jumping with joy at the thought of not having to wash whatever suspicious stains on Marius’ sheets ever again ever since you both decide to move out of the mansion. Bless the old man.
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a/n: are yall breathing cus i most certainly am not lmao dm me with your thoughts and share me more brainrot 💜
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i’ve got you ✩ miguel o’hara
masterlist
cw: miguel o’hara x fem!reader, miguel fucks you against a building 😝 smut, p in v, voyeurism (i guess), silly sex? idk - wc: 1,325
notes: inspired by this tiktok/art <3
You could feel your heart hammering in your chest as the cold cement pressed against your back, your teeth clanking roughly from the cold breeze. “Relájate mi amor, I’ve got you.”
Míguel’s voice dripped with amusement, your pupils blown in excitement as his warm body kept you safe against him. Your arms clung to his neck, your nails digging into his suit as he lazily rutted against you.
It was a strange feeling and it should not have excited you as much as it did. You were so scared it turned you on, a thrill zipping up your spine as you looked down to see how high the two of you were.
Your panties dampened as his hips dug into your own, “Miguel-we can get caught.”
You let out a quiet whine as he gave a particularly hard thrust against your clothed cunt. Miguel gave a lazy shrug, “This isn’t our universe, que important.”
You let out a delirious little giggle, unable to stop the soft moans that fell from your mouth as he continued to rut against you. The thought of getting caught was only riling you up even more.
You were too scared to move, in fear that you’d fall but your legs parted for him, rolling your hips into his harshly. “Fuck! Just hurry up and put it in.”
He gave out an amused chuckle, dropping one of his hands down to the waistband of your skirt to tug playfully. His hand continued to trail lower to lift the ends of your skirt. He stared at the dampened spot that had pooled on your underwear, clamping down on his bottom lip as his cock twitched in his suit.
“You sure you won’t drop me?”
His suit disintegrated from his hand before he slipped it into your panties, making quick movements as he ran his fingers through your puffy folds.
He scoffed quietly at your comment, feeling mildly offended but decided to ignore your question. “You’re so wet, cariño.”
Your hips bucked into his hand, it was with some difficulty as he purposely kept his touch light. He enjoyed that way you were squirming against him, “Mig-fuck! Stop teasing me.”
He tsked quietly, slipping his fingers out and you whined out in protest. “Thought you wanted me to put it in already?”
Your face felt warm as he repeated your words to you, “Yeah but you’re being mean.”
There was a soft pout on your lips and Miguel lurched forward, placing a lazy kiss onto your mouth. Your skirt still bunched at your hips, your legs and thighs bare as he fully caged you in.
Something tickled your thighs and as you pulled away from his mouth to look down you realized he had let his suit disintegrate from his hips down to his thighs. A quiet amused giggle fell from your mouth as you stared at his bare cock. Hard and leaking precum.
Miguel grunted quietly, “What's so funny?”
“Just-you should see how you look from my point of view.”
Another laughed ripped from your mouth and Miguel huffed quietly, “M’about to fuck you against a 20 story building and you’re laughing at me?”
“Stop being such a baby!”
Another happy laugh bubbled for your throat and Miguel couldn’t fight the smile that twitched onto his face at the sound. His face nuzzled into your neck to inhale your scent as his hands pressed against the wall to keep himself steady.
One of your hands fell between your legs, pulling your panties to the side before pressing your thumb to your clit. A sharp hiss left your mouth, “C’mon Miguel-“
“So impatient.”
He smiled against your skin, using one hand to guide his cock to your wet heat. He knocked the head of his cock against your clit a few times, his precum spreading messily against the small bud. Loud mewls left your mouth, he knew just how much you enjoyed it when he did that.
He dragged his cock between your folds a few times before he lined himself up to your entrance. Slowly sinking into you as your legs parted farther for him. Once he was deep enough he let his hand fall beside your head again, your cunt fluttering around him as your lips parted at the feeling. He was so big, it always surprised you.
When he was sunken to the hilt, your hips lazily rolled against his. Breathless little whimpers falling from your mouth as it all became so very real to you. You were 20 stories high, and Miguel practically balls deep inside of you.
Your fingers clung onto his back, eyes closed tightly as your head thumped against the cold concrete and a little “ow!” fell from your mouth.
Miguel mumbled breathlessly, “Cuidado, don’t want you getting a concussion.”
You grunted in annoyance, “Miguel, hurry up!”
His laugh rumbled against your chest and your eyes flew open to glare up at him, “Ya voy, ya voy.”
He was unable to disguise the amusement from his voice, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as he finally began to move against you.
Your face nuzzled into his neck, clinging to him as his pace increased. The thought of someone poking their head out and catching you two at any moment caused an excited thrill to tingle between your legs, your slick coating his cock as he pistoned his hips in and out of you, “Miguel-f-fuck!”
You cunt tightened around him and he let out a breathless little chuckle, “You're so dirty, ya know? Letting me fuck you out in the open, bet you wanna get caught-fuck.”
You whined out loudly as you rolled your hips into his, slipping one of the fingers that was holding your underwear to the side lower to rub insistently at your clit. Miguel’s knuckles were turning white, taut and tense as his balls tightened and his hands pressed tightly against the concrete walls.
Your cunt was so warm, a harsh comparison to the cold breeze that had settled in the random universe that the two of you jumped into.
Miguel briefly lets go of the wall to raise your hips, wrapping one of your legs around his waist and the angle allowed him to sink in deeper.
You gave out a loud cry and Miguel nuzzled your face away from his neck. He pressed his mouth to yours and lazily pried your lips open as his tongue fought with yours. His hips unrelenting and over the bustling noise of the loud city you could hear the squelching of your cunt. Swallowing his cock each time and Miguel grunted loudly into your mouth. He was swallowing all the noises leaving your plump lips eagerly.
“M’gonna cum-fuck!”
You let out a loud squeal, pulling away from Miguel’s mouth to take a breath of air. His cock twitched inside of you, his orgasm blinding him and for those few seconds Miguel actually feared he’d lose his grip and send the two of you down to the floor. Your cunt milked his cock eagerly, and feeling the thick liquid paint your insides triggered your own release.
Your cunt pulsing roughly as your hips spasmed against him. His name falling from your mouth like a prayer. Both of your chest heaved roughly. Miguel pressed his face into your neck to press lazy kisses on your skin, trying to calm the two of you down.
“Can't believe we just did that.”
A nervous laugh fell from your mouth, smiling coyly up at Miguel as he slipped out of you. His hips raised enough to let your skirt fall down to cover your legs again, “Gonna steal you away for this more often.”
You were about to agree but the two of you caught onto a quiet voice coming from the side of you, muffled but still close enough to make out the words, “Um, I think there are people having sex on the side of my building.”
translations:
relájate mi amor - relax my love
que importa - what does it matter / who cares
cariño - (term of endearment) cute - idk how to translate it directly to english so yeah 👍🏼
cuidado - careful
ya voy, ya voy - there i go, there i go
#miguel o’hara x reader smut#miguel o'hara#miguel o’hara#miguel o’hara x reader#miguel ohara#miguel ohara x reader#miguel o’hara smut#miguel ohara smut#into the spider verse#across the spiderverse#spider man#spider man 2099
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sex with aventurine of strategems
✎𓂃 top aven (bottom aven will eventually be served too dw except im hoping to make that emotional so it’ll take a bit hehe), i finished 2.1 yesterday and i’m not fine… angst fic/ character deep dive coming soon (idk when tbh bcs im busy); in the meantime, thirsting for foul legacy: star rail edition boss aven
aventurine in this form is so much bigger than you, it’s so easy for him to just pick you up and manhandle you like you’re nothing. and he loves doing that, picking you up effortlessly and tossing you onto the bed as you spread your legs for him.
his fingers are way, way longer and girthier
loves shoving them up your hole because you squeeze around them so sweetly
also loves hearing that squelch when he pushes three fingers deep into you
oh, you want to touch yourself? nu-uh, he’ll keep your hands above your head
it’s so easy for him restrain you, you’re so much smaller compared to him
and he will tease you to high hell with his fingers
he loves seeing the way you move your hips, trying to chase his touch
but no, darling, he decides what you get, how much you get, and when you get it
your cute whimpers won’t change his mind, even if he loves hearing them
or eating them up as he shoves his tongue deep into your mouth
loves having you moan into his kisses
he won’t stop using his fingers until you’ve wet the bed enough
like, dripping, squirting, anything, until you’ve soaked through the sheets into the mattress
he’s overstimulating you already and he hasn’t gotten to actually fucking you yet
he wants you a mess under him
he wants you to get addicted to his touch
he wants you to not be able to function without him
those are thoughts he has on a regular basis, but they’re amplified so much more when he’s in his boss form
he wants to “preserve” you, so that you’ll never be harmed, or taken away from him…
“please, please, please,” you cry, writhing and squirming desperately as you cum for the umpteenth time, “just, just fuck me already, please,” you push against his hand that has long since been drenched in your arousal, “please, your fingers aren’t enough, hngh…”
“not yet, darling,” aventurine coos in his distorted voice, “not yet. let me play with you, ‘kay?”
he’ll pull his fingers out very, very slowly and watch your expression twist into one of pure agony
you’re arching your back and trying to chase his fingers
he presses your hips back onto the bed, holding you still as he enjoys the sight of your gaping hole
and how you’re completely naked under him, while he’s still fully clothed
he loves the power trip he feels at that moment
he makes sure you can see all the slick on his fingers, and his tongue licks them clean
then he slowly traces your body with his claws, from your cheek all the way down to your inner thighs
if you’re still conscious enough to look, you’ll see the monstrous tent straining against his pants
(if whatever he’s wearing are even pants to begin with)
your hole twitch as you feel yourself getting hungrier and hungrier for him
and he sees that, of course he does
instead of giving you what you want, he’ll keep touching your body
avoiding your hole, though
if you cry, he might change his mind and give you what you want
although chances are he’ll say something like “you’re so hot when you cry” instead of finally gracing you with his cock
he will definitely taunt you and degrade you
“hmm? my darling can’t take it anymore?” he chuckles as his fingers circle your hole that has been clenching around nothing for the past few ten minutes, “look at you, so eager for me… so horny, so dirty…”
when aventurine finally frees his cock, you let out a soft, shaky breath when you realize how much bigger he is in his semi-emanator form. but you’re into that, you’re into everything that he is, anyway.
you try to touch him, obviously, seeing how hard and how much precum is already leaking
no. he won’t let you, not this time
he wants your hole, and only your hole
he grabs your hand and pushes it down
flips you around into doggy while he’s at it
he rubs his tip against you, grinding his hips into yours as he fucks your thighs
you can feel him on your entrance, but he just isn’t slipping in
no matter how much you wriggled around or tried to line him up
“agh, shit, please,” you start, the heat in your stomach slowly becoming unbearable as he teases you with his thick cock, “please, put it in, put it in?”
he does not put it in
until you actually burst out in tears of frustration and pulled your legs apart for him
“f-fuck me already…!” you whine, and he can see how ready you are for him, “please, please, i want you so bad, please, fuck me…”
he loves how pathetic you get when you’re all needy, it feels like you’re really addicted to him
he takes his time enjoying the sight
your hole is so, so, so slick, and he can see your every twitch and spasm
he can’t hold back anymore, you’re just too tempting
“just what i wanted to hear.” he finally grabs you by your hips and slowly pushes his way in
it’s a very, very tight fit even if he’s stretched you with his fingers
he stays still for a bit to let you adjust as he moans breathlessly into your ears
does not help you stay still at all
“mmh,” you sigh and try to move, but damn, it’s such a stretch that it burns a little. still, you’re not going to give up; you’ve been waiting for this for the entire night already, if you wait any more you might lose your mind. “hnngh, you’re so big!” you push against him, fucking yourself on his cock, “ah, ahh, you’re so deep…”
your whimpers are so loud, so shameless! aventurine shudders at the sight of you, on all fours, drooling and crying for him.
his claws dig into your skin as he snaps his hips into yours
you yelp at every movement he makes
you feel like you’re breaking whenever he hits your sensitive spots
which, let’s be honest, is practically wherever he touches
he’s fucking you into the mattress so good, but his hands are also roaming all over your twitching body
which means you get scratches everywhere
he changes positions so that you’re sitting on him, back to his chest
because this way he can rest his head on your shoulders as he abuse your hole
his mask is poking at your shoulder, but he’s trying his best to rest his chin on you instead of his mask
cut him some slack, he’s focused on fucking you silly
he’s looking at you the whole time he’s pounding into you
taking in how your eyes roll back, how your back arches and your toes curl
how, slowly, he’s taking away all your ability to reason and replacing it with his cock
he will lick up your drool and tears
but just his pounding is not enough – you need more stimulation!
you try to touch yourself because he just doesn’t want to touch you the way you want
he will smack your hands away
or interlock his fingers with yours so that you can’t touch yourself
“no touching,” aventurine groans loudly as he slams into you, “i want you to come only on my cock,” he hisses, “only from how good i’m fucking you, hmm?”
though, he sees your teary eyes and your half-open mouth, about to beg.
“aww, can’t take it? then, how about this…” he chuckles darkly, “let’s make a bet, shall we?”
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lengthy drabble. nsfw utc. mdni, 18+.
childe can’t keep his mind off you. you're like a magnet to him—no matter what you do, you pull him in. you can bet that if his gaze isn't on you, then something else is, whether it be his arm around your shoulders or a hand on your waist.
you've entranced him in a way that makes him need you like water—as if the very breath from his lungs would be ripped away from him if he's apart from you. his eyes are always searching for you- that is if you aren’t already by his side. yes, he's a teensy bit obsessed, but its all within reason! you're such a cutie; he's just making sure nobody tries to make a move when they see he's gone. you're his girl. nobody else's.
with that being said, loving you makes his business trips so unbearably hard. he can barely handle leaving the house every morning, how is he supposed to handle multiple days away?
he'll get back to his temporary home after a long day, all worked up and just needing you. lo and behold, you aren't there. poor guy has to fend for himself for a couple days. but he just can't stop thinking about you :( he can't help it!! you're the light of his life, and when you walk around looking like everything he has ever dreamed of and more, he can't help but want to indulge in everything you have to offer. unfortunately for him, you're a couple nations over.
despite the distance, he can't help but wonder what you might be doing. are you alone? are your showering? have you eaten? is your mind plagued with thoughts of him like his is with you? his hands drag over his face in a poor attempt to derail his train of thought, but the heat crawling up his body grows too hard to ignore. without even knowing, he's thought himself into a corner. he doesn't want to bother you this late, but he has to hear your voice.
picking up his phone as he lays in bed, ajax dials your number. "angel..." he muses as he hears the line pick up.
"hi, baby," you groan out—it might be late, but you're still happy to hear from your boy. "long day? i miss you."
oh archons. just hearing your voice makes his pants grow impossibly tight. "were you sleeping? i didn't mean to wake you," he hums, hit brows knitting in a frown.
"yeah," you yawn and stretch your limbs out over your fart too empty bed, "but it's alright, i miss you too much to be mad." you giggle out. "what's my handsome ajax doing right now?"
he exhales at your words. "oh, you know..." a blush creeps up his cheeks as he looks around the empty room, "missing you," he pauses, thinks, and proceeds. "missing the way you feel," he trails off, his free hand running over his growing tent. he continues through shallow breaths as he speaks mindlessly into the phone. "i miss your kisses," he undoes the zipper of his pants as he pulls the waistband down, "i miss your hands," he grabs his length as it hardens under his fingers, wishing they were your own, "i miss your mouth," his hips stutter as he spreads the leaking precum over his tip, "fuck—i miss your pussy..."
he continues his work as he babbles into your ear, a desperate effort to turn you on and have you somehow magically appear next to him so he could fuck himself dumb into you. his pupils dilate and a low groan erupts from his chest as he hears your soft mewls beginning to fall from the speaker. he's fucking his fist, trying his best to hold back his moans as deeps groans slip out here and there.
he loves you so much. he'd quit his stupid job if it meant he could stay buried within your cunt forever. "wanna fuck a baby into you so bad... jus' wanna be inside you all the time," he whispers out, his thrusts becoming frantic and rushed as he chases his high. "so perfect, i never wanna be away from you," he pictures you underneath him, legs wrapped around his torso as he pounds relentlessly into your core. "fuck—you miss me angel? y'miss me fucking you full? gonna let me come home and cum inside you?"
with whatever strength you have left from your own personal pleasure, you hum through the phone. that's all it takes for his release to come rushing through him, roped of white cum staining his tensed abs. you hear him panting through the phone.
"i'll be home soon, angel," he says sweetly, "you better keep your word." you can hear his smirk through the phone.
©𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑒𝑦𝑙𝑢𝑣 ’24
#very rushed. been awake for the past 36hrs.#childe x reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#tartaglia#tartaglia x reader#childe smut#tartaglia smut#genshin smut#pwp
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hear me out on this one it might be vanilla but imagine soap or ghost or price or konig i don’t care who is on deployment and you finally get them on the phone and it gets dirty and nasty real quick
This idea is so yummy with Soap 😮💨
warnings: voice kink, Johnny being a slut, phone sex, masturbation, switch! Johnny
Johnny was on deployment and he missed you so much. He's been gone for a few months now and he finally got some down time to call you for more than a quick few seconds on a payphone. When he got back to base, he went straight to his room to call you, practically skipping to his room in the barracks.
He dials your number on his phone and lays down on his bed on his back, waiting to hear the ring stop and your voice replace it.
"Hey Johnny." You say lovingly after barely three rings and he smiles.
"Hey bonnie." He says back, smiling even bigger than you.
"You just get back?" You ask and he nods, but then remembers you can't see him.
"Yeah." He says with an exhausted sigh.
"Aw honey you must be so tired." You coo at him through the phone and he feels his stomach flip.
weird, he thinks to himself.
"Yeah. Glad I can finally talk to you though. Never too tired for you lass." He says with a smile.
"You coming home soon baby?" You ask in your sweetest, softest voice, and Johnny holds back a whine.
what the fuck? He says in his head, confused as to why your voice is making him so damn needy like a stray dog.
"Yeah girlie, two more weeks." He says, reaching down to adjust his belt around his pants that seemed to get tighter since he started talking to you.
"Mm ok." You pout. "Gonna have a nice, hot, home cooked meal waiting for you when you get back. That sound good honey?" You ask in that same soft and sweet tone you have him panting at.
Johnny bucks his hips unconsciously at the sound of your voice coddling him through the phone and a little whimper escapes his lips.
"Y-yeah that sounds amazing bonnie." He says and you furrow your eyebrows at the stutter in his voice.
"You ok hun'?" You ask, concerned at why his tone changed all of a sudden.
Johnny unbuckles his pants and slips a hand inside his pants, slowly stroking himself over his boxers, precum making a damp spot in them.
"Yeah I'm doin' just fine dolly, just- keep talkin' to me." He says trying not to sound like he's jerking himself off, and you buy it.
"Ok well, today I went to the grocery store and I saw the cutest little puppy, literally the sweetest boy I've ever seen. Such a good puppy." You say the last part in a high pitched 'puppy voice' and Johnny's eyes roll to the back of his head and his cock twitches in his hands, imagining you saying those words to him, about him.
"Yeah?" Johnny says in a whisper "How- How good of a boy was he?" He asks and you furrow your brows again for a second, then you catch on.
"Oh he was the best boy. So good for me." You say with a smirk and you hear Johnny try to muffle a whine.
"Johnny?" You say so softly that if he wasn't so focused on your voice he wouldn't have heard it.
"Yeah bonnie." He responds exasperated.
"Are you.. jerking off right now?" You giggle.
"N-no." He lies terribly.
"Hm.. well if you were, I'd tell you to stop stroking yourself through your pants and pull it out for me." You say with a smirk.
Johnny's end goes silent for a bit, only the sound of a belt buckle clacking as he pulls his throbbing, leaking cock out of his pants, gently fisting himself.
"What else would you tell me to do bonnie?" He asks, almost begs actually and you clench your thighs together at his desperation.
"Tell me how much you miss me sweetheart." You tell him, smiling as you bite your fingernail, trying to hide the smile in your voice.
"Fuck baby, miss you so fuckin' much. Wish it was you jerkin' me instead of my fist." He says through dog-like pants, and you move your hand between your thighs and under your sleep shorts that were practically soaked through. Good thing you didn't wear panties underneath them so you can easily slip your hand down to play with your clit.
"Yeah? Miss you too honey. Can't wait for you to fuck me again." You whine desperately this time.
Johnny picks up on the change of your voice and knows you're playing with yourself and he takes advantage of your vulnerability.
"Yeah that's right sweetheart, rub that little cunny for me. Not as good as my fingers are they hm?" He says as he bucks up into his hand.
"Mm mm." You respond and he laughs.
"Fuck need to bury my face in ya' girlie. Miss that sweet little pussy."
Hearing each other's moans cause you both to get closer and closer to the edge, Johnny's cock leaking all over his hand and your pussy dripping all over your shorts.
"Come on bonnie lemme hear ya' moan my name." He says, fisting his cock faster and faster.
"Fuck Johnny, gonna cum." You whimper in that high pitched, soft little voice he loves hearing from you.
"Do it. Cum for me baby." He says and you squeak out a moan of his name while you cum in your little shorts on your living room couch soaking them.
Johnny hears you say his name over and over while you make a mess of yourself and your couch, and when you moan out a "fuck me like a good boy Johnny" he cums so hard he shoots cum on his chest.
You both pant into your phone mics, coming down from your highs.
After a second Johnny speaks.
"I can't wait to come home to you bonnie." He says after he catches his breath.
"I can't wait for you to come home to me." You say back and you both smile.
"Two more weeks." He says.
"Two more weeks." You reply.
And after you two say your goodbyes, I love you's, and goodnights, Johnny makes a mental note to talk to Price first thing in the morning about possibly making it back home to you a few days earlier than planned.
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Lin Kuei bros get pegged like little bitches
I had someone DM me asking me to do this so no request window :( sad
Tw/cw: separate hcs, hand cuffs in Tomas' part, Bi Han being a bitch, pegging obviously, AFAB reader rimming and anal fingering(m! receiving)
No beta I will die like a man
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Bi Han
No.
This man is not letting you anywhere NEAR his ass.
It took him an extremely long time to consider it, but once he did start thinking about it, it was only a matter of time before he actually let you.
You guys ended up having as long talk about it, mainly for Bi Hans comfortability.
When you guys actually got to the session, it was a lot of stretching. Like, a lot.
Bi han hasn't really ever thought of putting something up is ass and because of that he isn't stretched. So, like a good girlfriend, you did it for him.
A fuck ton of lube later and you'd be pushing the strap slowly inside him.
He was trying his hardest not to make any sounds and make it seem like he wasn't having a good time, but you could see his face twitching in pleasure as you pushed in further.
You stay for a minute or two for him to adjust, as per request, and you could see his chest rising up and down, much faster than usual. His breath became heavy and he was holding the sheets slightly. He was enjoying this, but he wasn't going to admit it.
Once you did start moving, every small bit of his facade started to fade. He was desperately gripping at anything he could: the sheets, pillows, you. Anything.
He was desperately holding onto you as his head fell back in pleasure, biting his bottom lip so hard he ended up bleeding.
Slowly, his groans became more and more audible. His fingernails were digging into you harshly as his cock began twitching and leaking precum.
He'd be cursing under his breath and you could hear him silently begging for release, saying please over and over
Once he did cum, it was the harshest you've ever seen. He'd let out a guttural moan as ropes of cum would spew out of his cock, painting both you and himself.
He'd be practically panting throughout the entire aftercare. His head would still be back as he overcame his high and he'd flinch at your touch.
He wouldn't look you in the eyes afterwards. He'd have a rosy blush painted across his face as he'd avoid your gaze.
He'd give it a 2.5/10. He'd pretend he didn't like it, but deep down, he gives it a 9/10. He's probably thinking about asking you to peg him more often
Kuai Liang
Very open to try it. You propose the idea to him, explain what it is, and he's willing to try it
Kuai Liang seems like the type of person that would try anything at least once, and pegging is no exception. When you get the strap and show it to him, it suddenly hits him that he's about to do this, but he overcomes that when he sees how excited you are
He was admittedly nervous, but having you rim him was all he needed to get that out of his head.
When you begin to ease in the strap, he's begging you to move, almost immediately after it's all the way in.
When you do start moving, he's squirming. Like, everywhere.
Hes panting like a dog and he can't keep still, his hands are very indecisive on where he thinks they should be, flying from your waist, to the bedsheets, to the pillows, to your waist again, to settling on hanging onto the headboard.
He'd probably also be crushing you with his thighs. Like, instinctively, youre in-between them and so he's wrapping them around you, pulling you closer while also crushing you.
He probably wouldn't last long, you can see him twitching after a few minutes and he cums soon after.
Luckily, he's pretty vocal during sex, so he was also vocal here. He was showing you he was being pleasured, so he has to give it a good score, right?
He gives it a 6.5/10. He doesn't dislike it, far from it, but he'd do it very sparingly
He was also very energetic afterwards and insisted on pleasuring you, something he'd much rather do than get himself off.
Tomas
100% recommended it.
He even went out and bought one for you to use before asking 😭
Once you said yes he'd be ECSTATIC
He's always been really into rimming/anal fingering so stretching him out was no problem.
He'd probably like... Want you to handcuff him to the bed before you pegged him.
Full on CUFFED to the bed. Legs too probably he a freak like that
Hes probably really into sensory deprivation which is why he wanted his first time to be like this, would probably go vanilla next time around
Once you got the strap in, he wants you to move, like, immediately
He's begging for you to move
So you do
And he cannot handle it
He's squirming, he's twitching, he's trying to touch you but he can't. All of them above. And he loves it.
He can feel you hit his g spot I've and over and his head falls back, mouth agape as he moans your name repeatedly
His back began to arch and you can see his cock twitch repeatedly. At this point, you can't even see his face, but you know it's contorted
Also wouldn't last long. Like, at all. He's so sensitive and knowing you, his girlfriend, is pegging him, something he always wanted, has him cumming very early.
He wouldn't be lying if he said this exact scenario has gone through his head consistently
And because of that, he practically screams your name as he releases
Back still arched, he'd be thanking you over and over for doing this and he'd fall asleep immediately after
He'd rate it a 10/10. Most definitely asking you to peg him multiple times a week now
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A/N:eil Gaiman????? What are you doing in my falafel??!!
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zhongli worships his lover <3
warnings: MINORS DNI, afab reader, zhongli is kind of possessive?, zhongli has 2 cocks, dumbification, body worship, overstimulation, implied cunnilingus, squirting, slight praise kink, slight religious undertones (implies that zhongli worships you despite him being the archon in the relationship.)
Zhongli had been fucking you for what felt like hours because of how sensitive your body had become, how your mind can't think of anything but how good you feel as he defiles you- all the while praising your body in turn. You absolutely cannot utter a proper sentence. Moans and curses are flying out of your mouth, and you're lucky when you manage to string together a few words because he has you so fucked out, practically going dumb on his cocks- he loves every second of it. He loves even more hearing you try to wail and whine anything of coherence that you can express.
At this point, all you can manage out is a cry of, "Zhongli... oh god-" followed by moans and incoherent babbles.
Which brings a smirk to his face, he only takes this as a way to tease you by retorting with, "no use calling out for your beloved archon when I'm already here fucking you."
He is the god here, and calling out for another archon won't save you. Yet, while he may be the archon here... you are the one being worshiped. He worships you in the way he assiduously touches your body. His goal is always to leave you wholly satisfied, to know that you are irrevocably his and you'll never need another. He wants you completely his.
And so, he is utterly ravishing you, looking at you with such adoration as your face contorts in pleasure. Because, to him it's practically a ritual, the way he devotes his nights to you with such zeal and passion for giving you pleasure that no one, human or god, could rival.
He wants the pleasure he gives you imbued into your body, your very soul, so instilled you'll never forget the feeling of his cocks, one pounding into your gushing cunt, while the other is hard against your clit, precum leaking from it. It's so lewd, but he lives to hear the sinful sounds that escape you as he fucks you, especially when you are so close to unraveling beneath him.
He practices pleasing you religiously, so regularly that he knows your body like the back of his hand, all your tells you're about to cum just imprinted in his brain. He sees the way your hands grasp at the silk sheets beneath you, the way your back arches, the way your breathing goes erratic, and the way your moans turn more whiny- he never fails to coax an orgasm or two out of you.
He can feel the way your walls clench around his length with each thrust, your body nearing closer to release. The sounds that fall off your lips, and their increasingly high pitched tone sound beautiful to him, like a meticulously handwritten melody as you moan his name, "oh, zhongli..."
He guides your body so effortlessly to the edge- so effortlessly into mind numbing pleasure as you cum, gushing around his cock and effectively soaking the sheets beneath you. He praises you for such a thing too, "such a good girl, making a mess for me..."
When he touches you, it never does not end with your legs shaking, and thighs coated with your own slick. There is never a time when he doesn't trail his mouth down your body, cleaning up the lovely mess he caused with his own tongue, rendering you overstimulated from the extra stimulation he provides to your swollen clit. He claims it's the best way, the only way, smirking as your thighs shake around his head.
and you wouldn't want it any other way, no, you don't need it any other way. because he is all you need.
▶ i genuinely spent so much time on this because i needed to get this idea out of my head and i hope y'all like it as much as i do <3
#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact headcanons#genshin impact smut#genshin impact drabble#zhongli smut#zhongli x reader
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hi ur writing is so so good, makes me go insane ur amazing
okay so could you do a normally dom!joel but one day he has the day off and reader doesn’t, so all he does ALL day is think about her. When she gets home he’s worked himself into a frenzy, desperate asf. So instead of his usual dominant self he’s desperate!joel whining and whimpering for her to touch him, make him cum, moaning in her ear and grinding against her.. all of that fun stuff 🤭
thank u for ur time, pls excuse the depravity 🙏🏾
hi nonie! loooved this request so much. i got a similar one from @luvrxbunny, so i combined them a bit and made it a lil longer. hope you both enjoy!
omg ur so amazing ily pls pls pls pls pls pls pls
can i have dom!joel with a praise kink 🙏🏾
he doesn’t even really realize it but reader does and she’s just pummels him with praise while he’s fucking her and he does feral, moaning and grunting in her ear
i’m sorry im so feral
way too damn needy
pairing: joel miller x f!reader
warnings: 18+ MDNI, pre-outbreak, language, smut, dom-turned-sub!joel, gentle-dom!reader, praise kink, masturbation, phone sex, blowjobs, face fucking, lil fluff
word count: 2.8k
What a way to spend his only day off in weeks. The weather’s perfect for playing his guitar on the porch, and he thought he’d even squeeze in a swim before getting started on building that new bedside table for Sarah. He had plans.
But instead, Joel’s stalking around his living room like a caged animal in an endless loop of waiting, waiting, waiting.
It’s like he’s been transported back to his teenage years when every guy in a relationship followed his girl around like a puppy, always at her beck and call. Wondering what she was doing, if she was thinking about him. Except he wasn’t even that guy in high school. Not then, and definitely not now.
There’s really no logical reason for him to be this wound up, totally unable to do a single thing on his to-do list just because you’re not home. Leave it to your company to be the only one in the entire country that doesn’t give their employees Labor Day off.
That’s probably a gross exaggeration, but what does he care? He’s been tragically affected by this clearly personal transgression, and has to wait…two more hours? Seriously? You normally leave around 5:30, which means you’re home by six, and he’s not sure he can wait that long.
The sad fact of it all is that he’s already wasted almost the entire day not enjoying all of those relaxing activities he’d planned for. What’s even sadder is that he’s been half-hard for most of it, intermittently pausing his ridiculous pacing to grind the heel of his hand into his crotch for relief. Petulantly waiting for you to get home and take care of it for him.
Well, another hour’s gone by, it’s 5 pm, and he’s officially past his limit. At this point, he's probably better off handling it himself, at least until you're finally back. Then, you’re all his.
He’ll fill you up with every last bit of pent-up frustration he’s felt since you left the house this morning, making you regret not just calling in sick. You might have to tomorrow after he’s done with you.
Joel drops onto the couch, laying to face the door so he’s the first thing you see when you walk in. Pulling his boxers and jeans down just enough to get his cock out, he wraps his hand around himself, immediately hissing out a breath through his teeth. Shit, he’s been hard for hours and just that slight touch already has him leaking precum all over his fingers.
For a moment, he worries that maybe he’s a little too worked up, that he’ll cum way before he gets the chance to make you sorry for making him feel so desperate. So needy. And that makes him mad.
It should be your fingers covered in precum, your plush lips sucking him down to the hilt, and your pretty pussy aching with the need to have him inside you. Funny how you’re always so good for him, except today when he needs you the most.
His hand starts to move languidly before he can stop it, the slide wet and tight, just like he knows you’ll be. But it’s not you, and that makes him even angrier. If he can’t feel you the way he needs to, then maybe your voice will hold him over until he can.
The phone only rings twice before you pick up.
“Baby, I’m busy right now. What’s up?” you answer, slightly out of breath.
It’s cruel, but Joel honestly doesn’t give a shit if you’re busy. Not when his mind is this clouded with thoughts of you on your back, breathing much heavier than you are right now. But he manages to keep that to himself.
“You comin’ home soon?” he asks gruffly, still tugging on his cock, head thrown back on the armrest of the couch.
“Uhh, probably leaving in about…a half hour?” Your voice lilts like you had to double-check the time. “Everything okay?”
“Any chance you can leave now?” he tries again, side-stepping your question.
The desperation in his voice is obvious, and it makes him feel even more pathetic. He wonders if you can hear it. Part of him hopes you can.
“Why, did something happen? Is Sarah okay?” you ask, clearly concerned.
“S’fine, everythin’s fine. Just miss ya, s’all," he lies shakily.
Of course, he misses you, but nothing here is fine. His angrily weeping cock is a testament to that. He's all but fucking into his own fist now, hips bucking off the couch as he pants into the phone.
“Joel, what—are you touching yourself? Jesus,” you mumble, and he can hear your heels clacking against the floor like you’re walking somewhere. Quickly.
“Been thinkin’ about ya all damn day. Dunno why you went into work on a fuckin’ holiday,” he grunts. “Should’a been here with me, on your back, beggin’ for my cock like a good girl.”
You inhale sharply and, though muted through the phone, he hears it loud and clear, dribbling more precum down his shaft. Unfamiliar voices start to filter through the speaker, so he’s guessing you can’t say much.
And that’s okay. He has no problem filling the silence. Joel loves talking to you while he’s getting off.
“Had me feelin’ needy today, babygirl. Y’know I don’t like that,” he says dangerously. Your heels hit the ground faster, and he subconsciously matches his strokes to your pace. “Thought I was losin’ my mind for a while there. Was just about ready to let you do whatever you wanted to me when you got home, s’long as I got to fuck that tight pussy of yours.”
A door slams in the background, then all he can hear is you panting heavily in his ear. But when you finally speak again, your voice sounds different. Less like his good girl, and more like someone who knows they hold all the power.
“Oh, poor baby,” you coo, catching him off guard. “Did I leave you alone too long?”
He can tell you’re mocking him but, for some reason, his resolve starts to slip away more and more with every violent throb of his cock. Maybe it’s desperation. Or maybe he just likes it.
“I’m so sorry,” you continue, murmuring sweetly in his ear. “I can make it all better…but only if you wait a little longer. Can you do that for me? Be my good boy.”
He bites back a groan, gripping the base of his cock hard to keep from cumming then and there. That's...new. And sexy as hell. He's still frenzied to the point of no return, but you also might've rewired something in his brain because he suddenly realizes he does want to be your good boy. Badly.
Fuck, he hopes you get home soon.
That last half hour of work was torture. You spent the entirety of it, and the car ride afterward, marinating in your soaked underwear, anticipating everything Joel has in store for you when you get home.
You're not sure what came over you on the phone, but it sounded like he enjoyed it. A lot. It’s a dynamic you’d never thought to try in your relationship, not with Joel’s domineering personality. The fact that he went along with it at all must mean he’s going through it, and that’s something you’re a little too excited to see.
The house is quiet when you walk in, save for the sound of your keys dropping into the bowl by the door. You turn to hang your bag on a nearby coat rack, and that's when you see him.
Joel, still lying on the couch exactly where you assume you left him after your call, with his hand squeezed tight around the base of his cock. He looks like a goddamn mess—sweating, hard as a rock, and leaking all over himself. His eyes are a little wild, more so than you've ever seen them. Christ, poor baby. You didn’t think your absence would affect him this much.
“Aw, sweet boy. Is all this for me?" you smile softly. He sucks in a breath, visibly twitching in his hand, and your smile widens. “Sit up, I can’t play with you like this.”
He complies immediately, and it sends a shiver up your spine. You love how well he’s listening, even though he almost looks like he's in pain after being in this state for so long. For that, you think he deserves a reward.
So, you give him one—the one he’s been waiting for all day. You undress for him, maintaining eye contact as you slip off your stuffy business attire, finally ridding yourself of your oppressively sticky underwear.
Dropping to your knees between his legs, you gaze up at him affectionately, mouth inches away from his drooling cock.
"Tell me what you want," you lean in, pressing your lips against the smooth, velvety skin. "Still wanna fuck me? Get me on my back, begging for it?"
Your tongue darts out to taste him, and you moan, licking a wide stripe up to wrap your lips around the tip. He's salty and heady, and so fucking delicious, but he still hasn't answered you. Instead, his fingers thread through your hair, guiding you down halfway and back up, shallowly fucking your mouth.
"I—fuck, please...," he's struggling with his words, whimpering around each syllable. "—baby, I waited...been good, did what ya said."
You nod your head understandingly, or at least try to as you continue to let him thrust into the inside of your cheek. His eyes are hyperfocused on the way your skin bulges around him, each stroke sending a shockwave of pleasure straight down his tightening balls.
"Christ, you feel good. Worth waitin' for, so fuckin' worth it," he rasps, his fingers tensing in your hair. "Need ya to—," he repositions your head so he can thrust further, deeper until he's nudging the back of your throat, "—ngh, make me cum. Suck harder, baby, please."
Soft, hiccuped moans escape his parted lips, increasing in volume when you start to drool around him, down your chin and onto your breasts. You can tell he's about to burst, feeling his skin growing taut against your tongue.
"M'gonna—haah, gonna...," desperation clouds his eyes, still dictating his every thought and move.
But you don't let him because that's not what he said he wanted earlier. He's allowed to buck into you a few more times before you pull off with a loud pop, and the needy, frustrated whine he lets out almost makes you reconsider. Almost.
"I'm gonna make you cum, I promise, but not with my mouth," you tell him, voice tinged with disappointment, wrecked from the force of taking him like that. "You were doing so well for me. Come down here, keep being my good boy and I'll make you feel good."
Plopping down on the carpet, you spread your legs so he can see how wet you are for him. It's only gotten worse since earlier, slick coating your thighs, shiny and all the more inviting. You lay back, trailing your fingers up your belly to your breast to tweak a nipple, sighing as you reach out to him with your other hand.
Again, he obeys, his desire to empty down your throat all but forgotten. His shirt is quickly discarded, followed by everything below his waist, and then he's shifting onto the floor between your legs.
"There's my sweet boy," you coo, running your hands up his chest through a smattering of coarse, dark curls, and it rumbles under your palms as he mewls sweetly at your praise.
He leans over you, hovering like he's waiting for permission to touch you, but he doesn't need it. The only thing you're trying to do is guide him, not control him. You want to make sure he gets exactly what he was so patient for.
"Wanna feel you, babygirl. Let me—," he amends what he was about to demand, "...can I touch you?"
You bite your lip nodding as you smile up at him, and he wastes no time dropping down to bury his face into the crook of your neck, sucking wetly as he presses his body flush against yours. You writhe underneath him, just as pent up as he is by now, the realization triggered by how incredible his naked body feels on top of you.
"Fuckin' hell, you're soft," he moans into your ear, propped up on his forearms. His cock brushes against your inner thigh, and his moan turns guttural, raw like it clawed its way out. "Mmph, I can't—"
He lurches up to crash his lips into yours, kissing you sloppily, hungrily, as his hips finally dip to drag against where you're soaked and aching. But not for nearly as long as he's been, and right now, he comes first. You need him to know he can have you. That he doesn't have to wait anymore.
"Don't...don't fight it. You've been perfect, you deserve it," you gasp out, and his hips jerk, your words forcing a low keen past his lips and into your mouth. "Take, baby. Take what you need."
Joel doesn't take, he seizes, laying claim to every part of you. Like he's afraid he won't get another chance if he doesn't take full advantage of what you've given him right now.
He faintly reminds you of a puppy lacking object permanence, believing the next time you leave, he'll be stuck waiting for you to come back to him forever. God, you're not even sure how you fucked him up so badly, but it's clear by the way he's handling you that he won't let you go again.
He moves quickly. One moment, he's leaning back on his heels, digging his fingers into your waist to yank you up onto his thighs, and the next, he's fucking into you as hard and fast as a bullet train. His cock somehow feels thicker, heavier than it ever has when he breaches your cunt, and the stretch has you clawing at the carpet beneath you.
"Missed you all day, wanted you all goddamn day," he growls, plowing into you forcefully enough to make your brain go fuzzy. "Fuck, babygirl, you got no idea what I've been through."
Christ, that feels—it feels...Christ. He's hitting something. You have no idea what, but it feels ungodly, like if he keeps going just like that, you'll cum without his fingers on you at all. It's happened before with Joel, but it's rare—and it's only when he's deep, lighting up all of your nerve endings at once. Fuck, he's being so good today.
"S'okay, you're okay," you gasp, clenching down around him when he suddenly pounds into the spot dead on. "I...I'm here now. Just keep going there, right there."
He nods frantically, gritting his teeth as you continue to tighten around him.
"Good boy," you mumble deliriously, your back arching completely off the ground as your orgasm rocks you.
"Shit, you—'m not touchin'...fuck, baby, you cummin'?"
It hits him all at once, what's happening, and then he's cumming, too. He's loud through his entire release, alternating between drawn-out moans and hiccuped whimpers as he fills you up with a whole day's worth of pent-up frustration.
Thrusting until your aftershocks have subsided, he grinds in deep one last time, letting you milk him completely dry before he pulls out. You're boneless underneath him, your eyes glazed over while his are finally clear for the first time in almost ten hours.
He lowers your body onto the floor and crawls over next you, pulling your body against his. His embrace is warm and pleasant, and enough to pull you out of your post-orgasm stupor. Wriggling in his arms to get more comfortable, you tilt your head back from where he'd tucked it under his chin to grin up at him.
"So you missed me, huh?"
He rolls his eyes, back to his usual, not-totally-depraved self, but you already know the answer. He just spent the last hour showing you exactly how much.
"Thought I already made that clear," he confirms gruffly, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "Next time, could ya maybe just use your vacation days? Please?"
"Sure," you laugh, nuzzling into his neck. "I'll save them up just for you."
You reach up to scratch your fingernails across his beard, your other hand petting the soft curls at the nape of his neck. A soft noise rumbles low in his chest, but he tries to play it off by clearing his throat. Playfully raising an eyebrow, you continue your ministrations and it happens again.
"Baby, quit, 'm not a dog," he deadpans, even as he leans into your touch, his body betraying him.
"You sure about that? Because you sure were needy like one today."
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Kinktober Day 21 - OVERSTIMULATION with Shoto Todoroki
Dom!reader x sub!Todoroki
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As your strap slipped in to Shoto's slick hole, he let out a groan and shifted his hips back to press it in deeper.
"So needy, aren't you?" He shook his head in denial, but he kept pressing his hips back. You gave him a knowing smile. "Well, if you want it so bad, why don't you ride me, princess?"
His face scrunched up, he didn't want to do any work! He just wanted you to rail him. But he knew he couldn't disobey, and he wanted to cum so much, he was so needy.
As you layed back into the pillows, he slowly started pushing himself up and down on your strap, picking up speed and letting out whorish moans.
You faked a yawn. "You can do better than that, pretty boy."
He glared at you, but he noticeably picked up speed and added in some extra grinding for show.
You could see him leaking precum, and he was quickly reaching his release, all pent up from previous teasing.
"Close already? You can cum when you want, just put on a show for me."
He hated how much control you had over him, he hated that he was so needy. But he made him moan extra loud, grinding down and opening his mouth for you.
As he reached his high, you watched him fall apart, grinning.
As cum spurted out of his cock, he collapsed on you, riding the waves as you petted his dual colored hair lovingly.
As soon as he started to recover, he exclaimed a quick 'what?' as you lifted him off of your strap quickly, placing him on his back.
Once he was in the position you wanted, you thrusted sharply into his hole, hitting his prostate on the first try.
"No no no I- I'm sensitive!" He could barely get out what he wanted to say with the way your sharp thrusts jumbled his brain. "Please, no I can't~ AGHh"
He felt you everywhere, he couldn't do it, he felt so much better when if was you fucking him, but it hurt and he couldn't take it and~
Before he could manage any other thoughts, he came with a broken "noooo", and this time, you didn't even give him a pause, lifting his legs onto your shoulders and shoving in even more brutally.
He could barely make a sound, it was too much, and the last thought he remembered having was how he wouldn't be able to walk the next day.
You grinned at his fucking out face, he could take one more, right?
Well, one more turned into two, and two turned into one last one before he passed out.
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The next morning.
"Ack!"
You were awoken to Shoto crying out, and you groggily turned over to see him on the floor.
"I tried to get up, but..."
His face flushed with the implications of his position as you smirked up at him.
"Not able to walk, are you? Not since you had so much fun last night."
With a wink, you bundled back into the blankets as he glared at you.
~~~
The end!!
That was really rushed, but I hope it turned out well!
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I Just Want To Be The One You Love(Virgin!Naruto x Fem!Reader\Virgin!Sasuke x Fem!Reader)
warnings: virginity loss, unprotected sex, making out, kissing, vaginal play, smutty themes, post-war Naruto and Sasuke
pairings: Virgin!Naruto x Fem!Reader and Virgin!Sasuke x Fem!Reader
a/n: This is the first post from my poll! I hope you all enjoy! It's been a hot minute since I wrote for either Naruto and Sasuke!
Smut under the cut!
He’s so shy and timid about everything. Especially since you’re a little more experienced than him. But it’s the way you’re so soft and sweet with him that makes him just absolutely melt into your touch.
He never thought he’d be able to have a love like this. Naruto figured he’d probably just end up alone once again despite being the hero. With everything else that has gone on in his life, he never knew to expect such a sweetness that is you.
The man cums within minutes. He looks up at you as you ride his cock, and he’s just a whining mess. Naruto can’t control his noises either, which is no surprise.
Naruto looks up at you, his eyes hooded as the lust takes over him. You two have been kissing and making out for a good while now, and he feels his cock might explode if you don’t show him even the least bit of pleasure. You just don’t want this to end too fast, considering it is his first time.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, pressing another kiss to your lips. “I’m so lucky.”
You giggle, “I’m the lucky one.”
You slowly maneuver yourself to straddle him. Then you help pull down his pants and boxers. Your eyes widen a bit when you see his length. He’s quite well-endowed. It’s so thick too with such a pretty pink tip. You’re pretty much drooling at just the sight of his erection. He blushes at your reaction, trying to hide his cock.
“Fuck, you’re huge,” you let out.
Naruto chuckles nervously, “I-is that good?”
You nod your head, “Yeah, baby. But I’d love you just the same if you weren’t.”
He feels his heart fill with love. You’re truly an angel to him. You’re always so sweet and so kind, knowing just what to say. You begin smearing the precum that’s leaking out of the tip before you stroke him. Naruto whimpers and his hips buck up for a bit more stimulation.
“You like that, baby?” You ask, cocking your head to the side.
“Fuck yeah…”
His voice is raspy and full of lust. It doesn’t take long for you to strip down and you guide the tip of his cock to your dripping pussy. He’s not sure if he should look as you take his virginity. He worries that just watching your cunt swallow up his cock might make him cum immediately. You giggle at how cute he looks like this.
“You ready?” You question, looking into his hooded eyes to see what he truly wants.
“Uh huh, please.” He pleads softly.
Slowly, you begin sinking down on his cock. The noises coming from Naruto are feral and wild. He’s never felt such warmth like this before. It’s so intense and it’s wet and slippery too. He begins panting as you let him bottom out. The pulsing and squeezing from your walls would definitely be enough to get him to blow his load right here and now.
You begin rocking your hips, tentative at first and then with a bit more vigor. Based on the look on Naruto’s face, you know this isn’t going to last long at all. But you also know that based on his stamina, it shouldn't take long for him to recover and to be able to fuck you for longer.
“So good,” he whines. “So fucking good.”
You giggle softly and lean in to kiss him. The moment your tongues touch, he’s a goner. With loud grunts and desperate moans, Naruto pumps into you. His warm, thick cum begins coating your insides as you help him ride out the rest of his high pleasurably. Eventually, you slow to a stop and lean in to kiss him again.
“I love you, Naruto.” You tell him so gently.
“I love you too,” he rubs his nose against yours. “Can we do it again?”
Sasuke is a bit more brooding after the war. He’s not really sure what he wants. But when you two meet up after he comes home from his walk of atonement, he finds himself completely smitten with you.
He’s definitely nowhere near as experienced as you are, but he doesn’t even let you know that. Any kind of fumbling or slight error on his part, he passes it off as something he wanted to do. It ends up with lots of surprising things for you.
Sasuke lasts a little longer than Naruto, but not by much. When you let him slip into you the first time, he becomes completely addicted to the feeling of you surrounding him.
It’s after a few drinks of sake that you have Sasuke come up to your apartment with you. You’re both a little tipsy, but there’s so much warmth between the two of you. You’ve never seen Sasuke quite like this and it really warms your heart. Once you two reach your bedroom, Sasuke finally takes initiative and he cups your cheek.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for some time now,” he tells you before he presses his lips to yours.
You’re almost breathless at this kiss. He’s so good to you. You know what people think of him, but you’ve never wanted to believe that he was truly an awful person. He’s gone through so much in his life, and you’ve always wanted to just be a friend to him. But now you think you might be something more…no, you know you’re something more.
Within seconds, the two of you are making out fiercely. Teeth clashing and tongues rubbing together, fighting for dominance. Sasuke pushes you onto your bed and he crawls on top of you. You’ve never felt this way before; both like prey and like a lover. It excites you in ways you never thought you’d experience.
“You’re so cute,” Sasuke comments, blushing a little from how intense all of this is.
“You’re so handsome,” you compliment him right back.
Then the kisses turn a little more sweet. Sasuke helps you undress and you help him undress as well. The more of his body you uncover, the more you find yourself becoming aroused. He’s so damn gorgeous. Even with the few scars scattered here and there, you still find him to be so breathtaking.
Sasuke leans against you, kissing your lips with hunger. His fingers gently part your wet folds, and he teases your clit to make you whine. You let him play with your pussy for a few minutes, just getting you even more wet than you were just from the kissing. Then he looks into your eyes to make sure you have no regrets. When he sees the love you hold for him, his heart melts.
“C-can I…” he tries to figure out the right words for this.
You cup his cheek, “Of course, Sasuke. I’m yours.”
He doesn’t need to hear anything else. He spreads your thighs and begins stroking his long cock. You’ve never seen one that size before. You wonder if all the Uchiha men were blessed as well as Sasuke is. Then he spits into his palm and spreads it over the already leaking tip.
There’s a moment of silence before he slowly pushes into you, and already his head is whirling from the sensations of your tight walls pulling him in. They pulse in such a way that he needs to control his breathing so he doesn’t cum right away. Sasuke wants to last long enough to get you to cum.
“Is that okay?” He asks, and you nod eagerly.
“It feels so good,”
He can tell considering your walls are just fluttering around him wildly, trying to accommodate for his large size. His hand grips your hip and he begins pumping into you. It’s a little sloppy and inexperienced at first, but eventually he finds his rhythm. It becomes a little too much when you moan for him and begin cooing words of love.
He lets his thumb come to rub your swollen clit, and he tries to angle his hips perfectly so that you can feel the head of his cock brushing up against the sweet spot inside of you. It’s when you start squeezing his cock with those tight and warm walls that he knows he can’t last much longer.
“Hnnng…gonna cum!” He cries out and holds onto you tighter.
Sasuke snaps his hips faster and sloppier until he’s cumming deep inside of you. With every spurt of cum, he pumps into you harder and deeper. Eventually, he just slumps on top of you. When he feels your hands in his hair and your lips on the top of his head, he knows he’s in love with you.
“We can do it again,” Sasuke suggests.
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Johnny and his sweet S/O 18+
John 'Soap' MacTavish X F!Reader
summary: literally just a little smut drabble. Johnny cums in his boxers while eating you out :D
Happy Easter to those who celebrate!
Warnings: 18+ smut! oral(f), fingering, cum tasting
“Johnny! Please… please mm’so close.” You whine and moan. Your fingers tug gently at what little hair you can grasp at while Johnny’s tongue is doing wonders on your clit. He sinks two thick fingers into your sopping hole. The action causes your back to arch and force your pussy closer to his face.
Johnny groaned into your heat. His sweet little girlfriend was whining so prettily for him. His cock was trapped, throbbing and leaking precum in his boxers. They felt so tight and with the way his cock rubbed against the mattress below him it was hard to keep himself from cumming. Your sweet sounds only egged him on more, wanting to make you cum all over his tongue was making his cock ach for release. “S’good Bonnie, perfect pussy.” he mumbles against you, his hot breath and rumble of his voice making your body shiver. “Gunna cum dove, make a mess f’me?” You nod dumble, just able to make eye contact with him before another pleasurable shock hits you and your eyes are screwing shut, mouth open in a little ‘o’ as soft gasps leave your pretty lips. Doubling down on his efforts he picks up the pace just a little, making sure to suck your clit and swirl your tongue around it.
Within moments your high crashes over you. You feel your pussy gushing over the stimulation and you can't hold back any of the lewd sounds you were making. Sounds that were like music to Johnny's ears, or cock really. All of his senses were clouded with you. Your moans and whimpers, hands urging him forward, the taste of your slick all had his cock twitching and coating his boxers white. He pulled his fingers from your cunt and replaced them with his tongue. You mewled and whined at the over stimulation but he couldn’t stop, not until he was satisfied and his cock stopped twitching.
When he pulled away he couldn't help but smile at the mess he made of you. Your pussy was dripping and the mess you made of his bed was evident. Your eyes were half lidded and legs twitch a little when he pulled them down from his shoulders. “Did so good f’me Bonnie, sweet thing cummin so much.'' He kisses your thigh and leans back on his knees before getting off the bed.
You look at him curiously and sit up, only mildly aware of the mess you made. “Where are you going?” you ask him with a little tilt of your head.
He gives you a sheepish grin, a little embarrassed to admit that he already came. “Well Bonnie, ye already made me.. Well y’know.” he says, voice a little quieter than usual.
You adjust to be on your knees, looking up at him with big doe eyes, a small smile plays at your lips. “Really?” you ask sweetly, eyes trailing down a little to see a little dark patch on his jeans. To say you weren't a little proud of yourself, you’d be lying.
Chuckles he shakes his head a little in shame. “Aye.” he admits. His hands go to his belt and slowly undoes his pants enough to shimmy them down a bit. He slides his hand into his boxers and feels how much he really came. You watch him with blown pupils as he gathers some of his seed on his fingers to show you. Your breathing hitches at the sight, he came a lot, and you didn’t get to feel it. Unconsciously you leaned forward, closer to his hand until your tongue could dart out and lick along the bottoms of his middle and index finger. Your eyes flutter a little when you look up at him, the taste of him making you moan when you swallow. “Fuckin hell Dove.” he groans, cock twitching at the sight.
You give him a little pout of your lips. “Next time I want to feel you cum Johnny.” you whine.
At that, Johnny felt the blood rushing down fast. “Ya? Need to feel me t’fill you up Dove?” you respond with another dumb nod. “Looks like we're just gettin started then aye?” Johnny smirks down at you before crawling back over your body, finishing what he started and giving you what you really need.
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"Don't look at me" + tomura (nsfw maybe?)
“𝑫𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆”
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It was a rainy day. It had been pouring for hours, and there was nowhere to go other than staying inside the hideout. For the others it was extremely boring, since there’s nothing much to do inside. But not for you. You were in Shigaraki’s room. Precisely on his lap, while he played videogames, grumbling in annoyance whenever the enemy would attack him. He was wearing a loose baggy shirt, his hair messy and most of it falling on his pretty face, you had to remove it for him so he could actually see. And not forgetting to give a small kiss on his forehead too.
It was your favorite activity to do, and his too, having you on his lap and focusing on the game. Though the both of you knew how this all ended: Tomura losing the game because you just like to move too much, him getting pissed off and taking it all out on you He secretly loved it, you were the only person who he gladly lets him distract from his games as he punishes you afterwards by bruising your cervix.
“I want you..” you murmured, needy for him while grinding on his lap. You could feel him getting hard. He let out a grunt and bit his lower lip.
“Fuck..be patient” he said, while moving his hips upwards, grinding on your clothed cunt. He was already losing lives on the game, his mind now filled with nothing but fucking you senseless.
“No” you pouted, sliding your drenched panties on the site. “Let me ride you Tomu, you can continue playing the game..”
“You and I both know that’s not gonna happen the moment you sit that pretty cunt on my cock” he smirked, his crimson eyes flaring at you with lust and desire. You giggled, giving him a heated kiss and he already threw the controller away. His hands found your hips, going underneath your shirt to grab at your soft skin while you lowered his pants and took out his cock. It was already hard, veins decorating it while his tip was leaking pearly white precum. Tomura’s size was beyond average for sure, and you licked your lips in anticipation.
No lube was needed, you were totally soaked for this man. His cock slid in pretty easily, the both of you letting out a soft moan on each other’s mouths while you started moving your hips. To you, riding was your favorite position, you felt as if you were in control and loved each sound he let out while you moved and slammed your hips down on him.
And what you loved most, was seeing his face. The way his eyes rolled back and his mouth fell open, the way a blush covered his cheeks as he got needy to cum inside of you.
“Don’t look at me” Tomura said, burying his head on your neck. You knew he didn’t like the way he looked, but you would never stop showing him how gorgeous he is, how the only sight of him makes you squirm in your seat and your panties wet.
“N-No!” You pulled him gently by his hair, making him look in your eyes. “You’re so pretty Tomu, fuck- wanna to look at your face as we both cum. You make me feel s’good~” you moaned, and you could clearly see the flush on his face, his cock throbbing inside of you while you praised him. His breathing got heavier while he thrusted up at you, desperately reaching his high while you squeezed down on him.
“Cum for me baby” he whispered on your lips, looking in your eyes, the insecurities already gone away in that moment. “Fuck m’gonna cum too-"
You both came at the same time, both clinging to each other as Tomura bit down on your shoulder, letting out a low guttural growl.
“Mmhm love you. F-Fuck I love you” he moaned while still thrusting the cum deep inside of you, not letting a single drop spill out. After this he’d just stay there, his dick buried in you while he held you close as you cockwarmed him. And then you’d go again, and again, until his balls were completely drained and the both of you were overstimulated.
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dusty eyes (18+)
day 18/31 of the august writing challenge
today’s word: choice
contains: high!steve x high!reader; reader topping steve; gender unidentified reader; there aren’t really any words used for reader’s genitals other than ‘tight wet heat’; self-degradation (on steve’s end); slight breath play/choking (steve receiving); breeding kink ofc; mentions of oral (steve and reader receiving); steve is absolutely insane in this
You have to pin Steve’s hands to the bed, giggling at his neediness. He’s stoned. Really. And so are you. You’d gotten high specifically to fool around and have fun, but Steve’s having a little too much fun. His face and chest are flushed, eyes - well, eyes wide shut. He wiggles under you, whining.
“Steve,” you urge. “Listen to me.”
“‘m listening!”
“You can either fuck me, or I can fuck you. What do you want, honey?”
“Fuck me,” he answers immediately. “Jesus, please fuck me. Been waitin’ all day.”
“Good choice, needy,” you smile, leaning down to kiss him. He tries to grab you again, so you lean down onto his hands a little harder, pushing them into the bed. “You have to stop. Be a good boy for me and stay still. Got it?”
Steve takes a deep breath and nods, body relaxing. He’s always so fidgety when he’s high. If he wasn’t so turned on, he’d be pacing or running. It takes a great deal of strength for him to relax, but being under your control takes nothing. It’s heaven for him.
“There you go,” you whisper, kissing the tip of his nose. “Keep your hands up by the pillow.”
“Mhm,” he whispers. If he wasn’t so fucked up, his eyes would be wide as he watches you crawl down to his cock. He swallows hard and goes to move his hands to your head but stops himself just in time.
“Be good,” you warn. “I can stop, baby.”
“Please don’t,” he moans. “Please suck my cock, honey, ‘s so hard for you, please make me cum.”
Your stomach flips at his words. You pull his underwear down to free his leaking, aching cock. You’re always blown away by how pretty it is. Pink head, a vein running up the underside of his shaft, a few freckles. You kiss one of them, the head of his cock dripping precum onto your forehead. He gasps and arches his back slightly. “Oh, baby….”
“Y’want me to gag on you?” you ask. “Get you nice and wet so I can fuck myself on it?”
“Oh god, please,” he pants, fingers clenching the pillow behind his head.
Steve speaks complete gibberish once you start working your tongue on him, and even more gibberish when you finally mount him. You rub yourself against him, giggling when his eyes literally roll back into his head.
“Fuck, honey,” he moans breathily, bucking his hips up. “Please? Please?”
“You can beg harder than that.”
He’s temporarily distracted by the feeling of you, so eager to be inside your wet, tight heat. His cock pulses and kicks as you tease him. A little slap wakes him up from his haze, and he moans a little too loudly at it.
“Please fuck yourself on my fat cock,” he begs. “Wanna see it split y’open. Wanna cum deep inside you, baby. Let me knock you up - ohmygod please let me knock you up. Take my cum. F-fuck me like a good boy.”
“Wow,” you whisper, slowly sinking his tip into you. You pause, biting your lip at the stretch, but Steve is about to lose his mind.
“Honey,” he says through gritted teeth, knuckles white as he fists his pillow. “Fucking take it, take all of it. Make me your whore p-please!”
“Easy,” you coo, heart pounding. You reach up to gently wrap your hand around his neck. You apply no pressure, just a light grip, until Steve starts begging again.
“Fuck yeah,” Steve breathes, cock twitching again. “Choke me, shut me up, do whatever y’want to me.” He’s on the verge of tears now, so you relent, sinking slowly all the way down his pulsing shaft. Your fingers squeeze a little, just enough - his breathing is already labored from the weed and you don’t need him passing out on you. Ever.
“Thank you,” he rasps, hips pushing upwards as if his cock could possibly go any further. You feel impossibly full, a pressure building inside of you. “Thank you, baby, mmph. You feel so good on my cock.”
“Jesus Christ, Steve,” you breathe. You’ve never seen him like this. So insatiably needy and talkative. You’d have to ask Eddie to remind you of the name of this strain. It’s got you going, too. You feel close just from him being inside of you. “W-want me to move?”
He nods, mouth agape, eyes shut. He looks angelic. You squeeze his neck a little more and his eyes snap open. “Oh, please? Please ride my cock, get off on me.”
“You wanna be my little plaything?” Your brain feels like it’s spinning in outer space. Your stomach flips as you lift up, the loss of the heat and fullness of Steve giving you a moment of reprieve before you sit back down suddenly. You both moan.
“Uh-huh,” he says desperately. “Wanna be your fuckin’ dildo.”
You swallow hard and watch his face as you ride him. He’s so beautiful, red cheeks and glassy eyes and furrowed brows. Pink lips pouty. His neck on display underneath your grip. His chest broad and fuzzy. He’s so pretty that you want to scream about it - so instead, you lean down to kiss him messily. He moans and licks into your mouth, head lifted to press himself tightly against you. He’s trying to speak to you while you kiss - something about how good it feels - and his desperation has you clenching around him. You reach down with your free hand to touch yourself, moaning into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” you pant, pulling away for a moment, the stimulation building a fire in your stomach.
“Let me,” he begs, lips and chin spit-slick. “Let me touch you, make you cum, please?”
You nod, letting him use those big hands on you. He’s still good, not fucking up into you and letting you control the pace. He seems to be less worked up now that his hands are on you, but he moans and whines unabashedly, sweat gathering at his hairline.
“Your cock feels so good,” you moan, riding him harder, making the bed squeak. “Wanna keep it inside of me.”
“Use me,” he begs. “Get off on it, ffffuck.”
“Want you to cum.” You feel close enough and you know he does, too, from the way he’s pulsing and somehow growing inside of you. “Wanna feel it, Steve, wanna get knocked up.”
“Shit!” he wails, now breaking the rules and fucking up into you. You let him, though, needing a break. “You - oh - oh fuck - yeah - mmmmph - gonna - make me a - a fuckin’ - daddy -“
You choke him just a little harder to shut him up because if he continues, you’ll lose it before he does. He gasps, mouth agape, face scrunching up before he cums with a loud, high pitched groan. He keeps fucking into you, but he’s not as dexterous as he is when he’s high. You replace his hand and touch yourself, cumming right as he finishes. He cries out as you clench down on him, overstimulated and spent, his blunt nails digging into your hips.
You take your hand from his neck and let him catch his breath while you catch yours.
“Sit… sit on… my face,” he gasps, trying to pull your hips towards his mouth.
“Are you serious?” you slur incredulously. You’re pretty sure your orgasm made you ten times higher.
“Not done w’you yet,” he rumbles, still trying to tug you upwards. “Wanna taste us now.”
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gojo satoru + gn! reader | 1,101 words | mdni | handjob, spit kink, cum play, degradation (gojo receiving), pet names (good boy), edging, established relationship, i'm sorry gojo is a little freak <3
he’s doing it again. walking behind you as you pace around the apartment, pink lips barely concealing a mocking grin. he enjoys this. enjoys pushing and pushing some more until your irritation builds. you can feel it on the tips of your fingers, nails pressing into your palm. you can feel it in the way your throat constricts around your words. and you can feel it on your tongue, a hundred insults coating it, mean and cutting.
gojo is impossible to argue with. has a cheeky rebuttal to each of your arguments. it’s just a little game for him, fun even, seeing how far he can bend you before you snap. he always regrets it after, expensive gifts follow dramatic apologies. but there’s just something about the heated look in your eyes he can’t get enough of.
“satoru.” another warning. “i’m not joking. can you be serious for one fucking second?”
“i am being serious!” he’s not. “you’re so hot when you’re mad.”
you take a deep, steadying breath. that’s the last straw. “you should be gagged.” then you’re pacing around the room, arms crossed, letting him know he’s being a man-child. he’s irritating. he’s irritating you. your temples throbbing with anger, eyes piercing.
and among all your huffing and puffing and lecturing you don’t notice how he’s sitting on the couch with his legs spread, hand running over the seam of his slacks. and you don’t notice when unzips his pants either, pulling them down just enough to take his hardening cock out. his fist lazily pumping up and down his length.
but the sound of a low and breathy oh fuck stops you dead in your tracks. “what the fuck are you doing?”
he has no sense of shame. “i told you, you’re sexy when you’re mad at me.”
“and you’re a disgusting little pervert.”
he doesn’t stop. “yeah, guess i am.” his dick throbbing at your words and the particularly sour tone of your voice.
you’ve had this feeling before. a weird little itch, the need to put him in his place. gojo might be the strongest but he’s always been weak for you. and you’ve always known. and you have been so nice about it, pushing it down, never giving in to your needs. but now, now you want to see him beg. maybe even cry a little.
hands push against his shoulders as you straddle him. excitement throbbing in his veins, pulsing in his neck. his cock is sitting so pretty against his stomach, all flushed and leaky and twitching just for you. satoru thinks he’s won, arms thrown over the back of the sofa, bottom lip tucked between his teeth, waiting to feel your lips on his neck. but all his delusions come crashing down on him when you wrap your hand around his plump balls and squeeze, just a little too tight for comfort. and you scoff at the strangled breath he lets out in response.
“you like it when i call you disgusting?” you bring your other hand to the tip of his cock, fingers gently feathering over it, smearing the little beads of precum around it.
he nods.
“no, no. use your words.”
“y- yes, fuck.”
your thumb is pressing into the fleshy head as you rub circles around it, fingers wrapping tightly around his shaft. he tries to push his high-pitched moans back down his throat but you just squeeze harder and they come tumbling right out. and you find a twisted sense of satisfaction in ruining him.
then you focus your touch over his slit. it’s relentless and unforgiving. and satoru is whimpering. it’s too much and not enough at the same time. and, oh god, his cock is leaking, jumping at every ghost of a touch.
“come on,” he chokes out, “you’re so mean.”
“i thought you liked it when i’m mean?” you coo, pressing into his frenulum. “ask nicely.”
“please,” his breaths laboured, “move your hand.”
“nicer.”
“please baby,” he whines, “just make me cum, please. i’ll do anything.”
god, you love it. you love it a bit too much. the desperation that seeps out of his every pore, that pours out with every whine and whimper. he looks a little bit pathetic, lids heavy and blue eyes glazed over. and he’s being so, so good for you. he deserves a small reward, right? you trace your pre-covered fingers over his glossy lips, slide them inside his mouth, push against his tongue. it’s soft and fleshy under your touch as drool pools over it, coating your skin.
the spit mixing with his precum as you slide your hand gently down his length. he throws his head back, trying to steady his breathing. but the air is knocked out of his lugs when you tightly grip the base of his cock. he’s staring at you with wide, glassy eyes, full of a million pleas but he doesn’t have the words to voice any of them now. just blabbering a string of quiet little please, please, please.
you work your fist over his cock so excruciatingly slowly, your other hand still squeezing his balls. the squelching sound of slick skin against skin. his face twists in pleasure and his knuckles go white as he cutches at the pillows. it’s almost maddening, but he’s never felt better. switching between fast strokes and running the tips of your fingers over his shaft, he groans at every change of pace. every time he gets close you pull away, giggling at him.
“do you want to cum?” there's such an innocent tone to your voice, your lips pulled together in a pout. the strongest reduced to such a state, lips hanging open, the most slutty moans you have ever heard crawling past his lips, lithe fingers gripping at anything within reach. you don’t expect an answer. “awww i know, baby, i know. come on, be a good boy, cum for me.”
in an instant, he’s twitching in your hands, cum dripping between your fingers and down your wrist. and it’s so warm and thick and milky white. there’s so much of it too. your body trembles as you bring your hand to his lips. the power you wield over him so exhilarating. but he doesn’t even hesitate. tongue peeking out to lick his release off your skin, the taste slightly sweet in his mouth.
gojo huffs out a laugh, chest still heaving. “i should annoy you more often.”
“satoru, you’re an idiot.” you push his face away.
his large hand wraps around the back of your neck. “yeah, yeah, now give me a kiss.”
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