#very smutty
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Mating Season was such a good fic!! I think s Vic sequel might be cool 👀 wonder what that big boy would put both his mates through
Mating Season Part 2
Pairings: Vic'tao (Male Yautja) x AFAB!Reader x Uihoy (Male Yautja)
Warnings: rough sex, mean Vic'tao, slight gay sex, dom!Vic'tao, knotting, biting, blood, scratching, dirty talking.
Word Count: 5176 (Yeah....)
Summary: You were peacefully taking a stroll through the ship only to stumble across two needy males. As there mate, you couldn't just leave them be!
Author Note: Anon, you are a mind reader. I didn't even know I needed to write this until you asked this.
Masterlist
Ao3
Part 1
Mating season wasn’t just a single day or even a week thing. It lasts up to three weeks for the big, burly aliens you have, confined to a small space ship in the middle of the universe. Despite there not being a female Yautja around for their pheromones to hit up on. It seemed like your human hormones were enough – maybe even more – to drive your mates crazy.
Yet, as the human you are. There was only so much you could handle from these rough, high-stamina hunters.
Earlier in the week, you had been caught by Uihoy and promptly bred on the ground in the middle of the ship. The time had blurred together until he was last spent inside of you. He had just enough energy to roll over onto his back and had you passed out there. A wonderful, sweaty, sticky mess for Vic to walk into.
Said two were still in the middle of their rut, thick in the bushes if you must, somewhere on this ship. It wasn’t like you were seeking them out. Bad timing, you guessed.
The storage was filled with a thick sent of sex. That should’ve been your first and last warning to turn around and immediately leave. If you wanted to save yourself the ability to walk for the next few days, that you should’ve just left. Instead… you thought better to stop and stare. Like the dumbass you were.
Before you was a sight to behold. In all honesty, you wish to be able to snap a picture of how Vic had Uihoy roughly – probably painfully – to the ground. The off yellow hips of Vic repeatedly pounding the flesh of Uihoy’s purple ass. Similar to the position said purple Yautja had you in, he was face down, ass up.
One of his arms was trapped behind him on his back as Vic held it there. Uihoy was spilling not only pre cum but drooling and a blabbering of words to the space. A part of your heart ached at the sight to relieve of the discomfort he looked to be in.
Until both sets of eyes snapped to you. Vic’tao’s movements stopping immediately to observe you in a predatory sense. Even with Uihoy taking a cock up the ass, he looked like he wanted to pounce on you all over again. To rut into your cunt all over again, forcing you to take his seed and knot. His mandibles trembled as he clicked to Vic’tao in Yautja.
Shit.
The only warning you were given was completely discarded as the two stared at you. Vic’tao’s upper mandible quirked up to an alien grin. His tongue slithering out to taste the air, to scent the arousal you could feel already building up inside of you. You were glad to ignore the warning. Who even likes walking?
“Choose,” Vic’tao spat out the words, spit flying from his mouth. Without even needing more context, you knew they were giving you choice to either to turn around and leave or to join in. To ease that ache you knew they suffered.
You took a single step towards the two. That was all they needed to untangle themselves from each other. One second, you were freely standing. The very next, you found yourself pinned to the wall next to the door. Hands, burning hot palms sliding across the expanse of your stomach, leaving behind goosebumps in their wake.
A long, thick tongue was shoved into your mouth and partially down your throat. It stole the breath you had in your lungs. “Do you know how badly I want to breed the two of you? How badly my cock aches at the thought alone of knotting my mates?” Vic’tao’s voice snarled lowly. His hot breath fanned over your face. He stared directly into your eyes, his filled with blazing heat you knew you would burn in.
He pulled his tongue out to lick up the column of your throat. You couldn’t help but swallow, throat bobbing with the movement. “I want to remind myself of the feeling of you clenching down on me as those sweet noises are made for us. Just for us. I want to see those pretty eyes of yours rolling back into your skull as I breed you, knot you. I want to stretch you over and over and over. Watch as this –“ he diverted a hand cup your clothed sex – “drips with our seed until your womb is full, when you can’t take another load. Then, we’ll know we’ve bred our mate like the good like hunter you are.”
In the span of half of a minute, your underwear was soaked with your arousal in record time. Those words, with his husky, lustful voice had your knees shaking already. You released a shaky, airy breath as all you could do was stare at him. Like a deer caught in headlights.
That grin that graced his face grew wider. “Is that something you want?” he teased, despite the state of arousal he was in. Your breath hitched, body trembling with a heavy need for them. It was like their rut was spilling into your blood.
“Yes.”
Your mouth was captured back his tongue all over again. Even with the height difference, his back bent awkwardly, he pressed his body against yours and trapped you to the wall of the storage room. One hand stayed on the skin of your torso while the other ran up to wrap around your throat, feeling the racing of your heartbeat.
A startled gasp that turned into a grumbly hum ripped from your throat. You relaxed into the wall again as the second pair of hands tore the shirt you wore from your body in one swift move. You shivered at the open air drifting over your skin. The heat from those hands groping at your newly exposed skin easily chased away any cold that dared to seep into your bones.
“Little Hunter was destined to be mate, o-our mate,” Uihoy’s voice sounded over your desperate panting. “Ready to be filled with seed, to be bred and claimed again and again.” His massive hands palmed at one of your breasts, wiggling between Vic’tao’s and your bodies. “Our mate to mark.” He pinched at your nipple and tore a keen from your dry lips.
Uihoy leaned in close to run his slithery tongue over the shell of your ear. The two of them had you completely trapped and at their will during their rut. Only the need for knot you on their minds as they desperately wanted you.
Lust shined in your eyes as you continued to soak your poor underwear through. The scent of your arousal mixed with their own pheromones. A perfect mix of chemicals to dunk themselves in. You released a needy whined that had Uihoy tensing, eyes glazing over.
An action that Vic’tao took notice in. The yellow and blue Yautja’s instincts roared to life. Control. He wrapped a hand around his other mate’s next and pinned him next to you. Trusting you, Vic focused on the purple male now in grasp and got so close to his face that their mandibles grinding against each other.
Heat flared inside of Uihoy’s eyes but he instantly relaxed next to you. Vic’tao slithered his tongue out to caress Uihoy’s for a soft moment before the hand tightened. “You will not touch our little hunter, got it?” he spat in Yautja to his other mate. He watched the way Uihoy’s eyes revealed his emotions. They boldened with a dominate aura before turning into calming seas. The purple Yautja tilted his head back the best he could to show how submissive he was becoming.
This was up to Vic’tao’s standards. The yellow Yautja grunted, hand still firm around Uihoy’s throat, before his attention returned to you. Your throat bobbed noticeably to which the horny Yautja couldn’t help but grin fiercely at.
His boiling skin was once more pressed against your small body. The hot, twitching member trapped between the two of you didn’t go unnoticed in the haze of your mind. Your hands shakily reached to stroke it but they were caught in a grasp that was nearly bruising. A hush growl vibrated against your skin. “You are mine. You are ours. You will take what we give you.” And you trusted them to take you places you’ve never reached before.
Vic’tao’s hips rutted to rub his stiff cock along your smooth skin. In the heat moment, you were able to gain a moment of clarity. Your eyes locked onto his flamed ones. “V-Vic… you need to wash.” The realization must have hit his brain as well. He grunted before lifting you up.
Instinctively, your legs wrapped around his skinny hips, arms circling his neck to hold on. His hands splayed across the expanse of your thighs, claws digging into your fragile skin. He buried his alien mouth into the crook of your neck. Teeth and a long, wet tongue created marks and a mess in their wake there.
The Yautja began a path to the bedroom, feet stomping along. “Come,” he barked towards the only other being in the room with the two of you.
It wasn’t long before he dropped you in the nest of furs and pillows the two have gifted you. Vic’tao was quick to enter the bathroom. From the spot in the concave bed, you heard water running. Your body was hot, breath quick as you rapidly grew impatient for the short time it would take him to clean. Your eyes darted over to Uihoy who had shadowed like a lost puppy.
You made a keening noise and motioned for him to come over here. Uihoy was more than happy to receive some attention and listened to you. Like Vic’tao, he was completely undressed, cock standing tall and leaking precum.
Once in reach, you pulled on the back of his knees to kneel down. Like the good boy he is, he followed orders. You hastily bend down to lick up a stripe of precum that had spilled from his fat tip. The size of his member easily matched his heavily, thicker body type.
The shuttering breath he made filled your blood with courage. Until a roaring snarl filled the air. A snarl you knew all to well. With one last, teasing lick, you straightened up to look innocently over Vic’tao.
Before your vision could register the yellow blur, you were shoved into the stomach of Uihoy. His twitching shaft was squished against your chest and to the side of your neck.
Fingers carded through your hair before yanking back and turning your head. Another hand grasped at the fabric of your loose pants and tore them clean from your hips. “I’m going to pauking breed you, mate. You are ours!” he snarled before you felt the narrow tip of his cock at your folds. Without pause, he shoved the entire length of him inside of you.
His free hand grabbed at your hip, talons creating cuts and drawing blood in his fervor. Cries dribbled from your lips as he pounded into you with all of his might. He let go of your hair to place a hand between your shoulder blades. That kept you firmly trapped and at his dominated will as he took you.
There was a minute pause that he pulled out of you and flipped you over onto your back. Instead of being on Uihoy’s torso, he had moved you next to him. Your legs were shoved all the wall to your chest, knees bent over his shoulders as he entered you again. His hips slapped against yours with a force you didn’t know he possessed. The skin along you bottom was flush with blood.
With a hand, he pressed a palm on your lower abdomen. His body shuttered before he snatched your hand to push it to the same spot. “Feel that?” He stopped his thrusting for a moment, hips wiggling against yours. An action that had your head thrown back on the furs. Vic’tao added more pressure before starting up his brutal pace from before.
It struck you hard. His length. You could feel the slight disturbance at each thrust right here. The place where the head was speared into your stretched cunt. “Yeah… yeah you pauking do. You feel me deep inside of you, the only place I should be. So deep I can fill your womb with my seed,” he growled lowly as the lust in his eyes was glazing over his logical thinking.
Vic’tao added even more pressure that had you seeing stars. As you desperately wanted to reach below and shakily rub at your neglected clit, you didn’t have the strength to lift up an arm. Yet the way his hips pounded against yours with fervor done the trick.
The way your walls began to clamp down on him was alerting him of your end. Just one drip of the bucket he’s going to fill. In his mind, he could care less about your pleasure but his need to fulfill the need to create a new generation. To have you as the loving, caring, parent of their children. To see you round, heavy with their child, knowing it was them that filled that beautiful cunt with their seed.
His cock pulsed deep inside of you. That sent you hard over the edge. Electricity raced through the nerves of your body, firing off on all cylinders that blinded you with white light. The scream that fought to be let loose was caught in the lump in your throat, trapped, like you were. Your entire body shuttered, trembling from the extreme pleasure that flooded your system.
As you fell back into your body, you went lax on the bed, eyes softly closed as you revel pleasure. Until the prickling of overstimulation began to pick up. You released a whine from the uncomfortable feeling building up inside of you. Your arms weakly reached up to push against Vic’tao’s chest.
One of his massive hands snatched your wrists and pinned them above your head. Vic’tao leaned down close, heat blazing in his orange eyes. “You will take what we give to you,” he growled lowly and emphasized his words with three harsh thrusts. Those directly hit your clit and had you clenching down on him like a vice grip.
The breath in his lungs was stolen from the feeling. His hips stuttered. He gasped harshly before he spilled deep inside of you. Vic filled your channel and womb with potent seed. His hips rutting against you as his knot swelled to lock his shaft within you. Nowhere for his cum to go besides into you.
A rumbling purr started in his chest as he leaned down on his elbows to nuzzle his cheek to yours. You released a pathetic keen, going lax once more as the stimulation died down. His arms caged around you. “You feel so good, little hunter. Perfect cock sleeve for me.” Your eyes nearly bulge out of your head at his words. Yet, your brain was too tired to attempt to think on how he knows about cock sleeves.
Next to you, you felt a body shift and lazily turned your head to gaze at Uihoy there through teary eyes. In the throws of your pleasure, you forgot that the poor Yautja was there. Weakly, you reached out and settled a hand on his weeping shaft twitching against his stomach. His erection looked painful and so, so needy for release.
Uihoy choked at your touch, hips rutting up and gain more friction. One of his hands whipped out and tore you away from him. “N-no, no-not-“ he paused to gather his thoughts. “Inside of, of hunter.” Despite the haze that clouded your mind, you understood what he was getting to. This was their mating season.
“You’re going to have to rip my cold, dead body from the depths of this cunt if you want a turn,” Vic’tao butted in, hips thrusting once. You gasped at the sudden stimulation and arched your back. “And it seemed our little hunter doesn’t want me to leave anytime soon. Not till I’ve had my fill.”
Vic’tao licked up the column of your throat before nipping at your jaw. “And I’m nowhere near done with you, mate.” His teeth continued to leave an array of scraps and drops of blood in their wake. In the aftermath, he let his tongue loll out and lick your coppery tasting blood. Something he wanted more of. In general, he wanted more of you. Just you and everything you were willing to give to him.
This was something he continued to do for the course of twenty minutes. Until he could finally pop his knot from the depths of your warmth. Vic’tao felt the way his spend gushed from your stretched hole and onto the bed. He rumbled deeply in his chest in displeasure but reminded himself he’ll just have to do all over again.
His instincts began to grow in his blood, controlling his actions as he moved you to his liking. Back on your stomach, mostly, he hiked one of your legs up as far as possible. One hip was hovering over the ground as he situated his lean body between your thighs. His hips were snug to yours, cock hard and dripping all over again. He placed his hands on either side of your head and caged you to him.
At this new angle, he had you partially facing the poor purple Yautja desperate to breed you. But Vic’tao wasn’t a fair partner. He never has been.
He pulls his hips back so the tip of his cock poked just slightly through your soaked folds. “I think it’s unfair how he got to pauk you first, don’t you think? I should’ve been the one to stretch you out, hear your cries first as our need to breed boils in our blood, in our DNA,” Vic snarl above you before snapping forward full force.
Your jaw dropped in a silent scream. Vic bullied his cock back into you, eyes locking onto the other needy male in their presences. His protective, possessive instinct fronting at the sight of competition on who breeds you. “V-Vic,” you stuttered, his name falling from your plush lips. Lips that always look good stretched around his shaft, watching your throat bulge as he claims every hole.
“Already cock drunk? We have all the time in the whole universe, Treasure. All the time to satisfy my needs,” he snickered smugly. Not a moment was paused. Vic continued his brutal pace from before.
Tears pooled in your eyes when the coil in your belly tightened. Your body trembled once the pleasure grew too high to withstand. Words fell from your lips yet none of them were understandable.
Vic growled lowly in his chest as he trapped you to the ground, forced to take him. “I’m going to make you full, filled to the brim. I’ll make sure it takes. See you waddling around. Pauk, I wanna see that. See that we bred our mate,” he rumbled into your ear without stopping. “Want my knot again?”
Unable to properly answer him, you desperately nodded your head. One of your hands wrapped around his arm next to your head for stability. If he hadn’t put his arms there, the force of his thrusts you have you sliding away from him.
A snarl ripped from his throat as he slapped his hips hard then stopped once only the tip rested inside. Your muscles rippled around nothing but spent seed, pushing more out onto the furs. You could just barely feel him sitting there, paused, waiting for something.
Short, thin tresses touched the bare skin of your shoulder. “I asked you a question,” his voice was sudden in your left ear. Vic emphasized his words by sliding the head of his cock through your soaked folds and hitting your sensitive clit. Your body jumped and tensed at the feeling. A low chuckle vibrated against your skin and caused goosebumps to arise. “Tell me, do you want my knot again?”
Your eyes widened before rolling back into your head. The skin of your bottom lip was chewed on softly. You swallowed, throat bobbing with the action. The Yautja wanted to hear you say it.
“Yes.”
The pointed head of his neon green cock speared through your folds once more to hit your cervix in one fluid motion. Your head whipped back to bounce again Vic’tao’s shoulder. Teeth, sharp and lethal grasped onto fragile skin and punctured into flesh. You screamed out, velvet walls clamping down on the long shaft deep inside of you. He did not stop the constant thrusting of his hips that slapped against your sensitive skin. It seemed like your scream and reaction fueled him on.
Blood trickled from the juncture of your neck and stained the fur underneath the two of you. Your entire body was tight, a coil ready to snap from one last ounce of pressure. Tears dripped down your cheeks.
He released the hold he had on your neck to fervidly lap at the coppery tasting blood spilling from the new mark. Deep inside of him, he hope it would scar, a mark forever there. The flavor of you on his tongue drove him wild. He leaned up back onto his hands, grabbed the back of your neck, and pinned you flush to the bed. Only the one hip was still cocked up to allow him better access to breed you.
His orange eyes glazed over fully as any logical thoughts left his mind. His free hand raked down the length of your back, leaving behind cuts. Blood pooled at the new wounds. The scent wavering into the air that had him drooling all over himself.
“You’re going to take my pauking knot, mate! You’re going to take it!” Vic roared with determination as his thrusts grew sloppy and uncoordinated. Your hands clawed at the furs for purchase but found nothing to keep you sane to ground yourself.
All the noises he ripped from you or created himself were completely obscene. The slapping of soaked skin to the howls and mewls of pleasure coming from you. It could have a porn star blushing. Even in your thoughtless mind, you were loving every, fucking second of it. You had drool rolling down your chin with salty tears. All you could do was hold on for the ride.
Your body trembled, the pleasure growing too strong for you to handle. The coil deep within your belly finally snapping, releasing a tsunami wave of ecstasy throughout your entire form. A high-pitch, broken cry fell from your lips. You gushed around the cock deep inside of you, walls on the verge of pushing him out.
The sensation of you strangling his cock had the Yautja shoving his hips flush with yours. In the haze of overwhelming ecstasy, you didn’t feel the strain of his knot swelling again inside of you. He locked his cock inside of that sweet heat of yours, shaft twitching and releasing his seed. His eyes were clenched shut, chest heaving for air. The only thing he feel, smell, taste was you. Only you on his mind.
Sweat dripped down onto your skin, soaking into your own sheen covering your body. The Yautja rumbled a content groan and lowered himself back onto his elbows. His own weight used to keep you pinned the ground, trapped and knotted. The way you should be. Their mate…
As the twitching of your body ceased and your mind finally clears enough to think, you take in the situation. First thing seen was the spent shaft of Uihoy and his cum staining his skin. The Yautja was lazily stroking himself, eyes never leaving you or Vic. Little spurts of sperm kept leaking from the fat tip of his cock as he soaked in the sight.
Despite the dryness of your throat, you spoke up. “I-I tho-ought you want t-o come insi-de.” It was a hearty jab at the bulky, elder Yautja. The male snorted. The hand stroking himself reached lower to cup his balls.
“There’s plenty here, Little Hunter,” he growled, an upper mandible quirking up. Your walls fluttered around Vic. Said alien grunted and rutted his hips accidentally. “Vic will need a break. During break… Uihoy will take mate, knotting mate like the way Little Hunter deserves.” You couldn’t help the mewl that sounded from your sore, scratched up throat.
Vic’tao chuckled next to your ear and licked the shell of it. “Our Little Hunter enjoys that idea, Uie,” he spilled and relished in the feeling of you squeezing him in a vice grip. “Really enjoys it.”
Uihoy rumbled a thick, short purr. “Is that so?” It looked like the dynamic between the two had changed back to their average selves once more. The older Yautja leaned up to rest on an elbow. While staring straight at you, he talked to Vic. “Tell me, does mate clench down on knot knowing Vic bred Little Hunter?”
Involuntary, you did the thing he said you would. A whiny keen passing your lips as you buried your face into the blankets. Vic grunted above, nails biting into the furs. “Y-yeah, our treasure really loves the idea of being bred by two strong, lethal hunters who provides for them,” Vic’tao taunted, pulsing inside of you. You twitched at the feeling and groaned in the furs.
“That’s something you want, isn’t it?” he whispered into your ear. The lowness of his voice cause vibrations. “Definitely is. Don’t fret a thing, Treasure. We’ll have you bent over, bouncing off our cocks, drowning in pleasure.”
You mewled into the blankets again, body tense. “Aww, poor thing,” Uihoy rumbles and leaned forward. His fingers carded through your hair before softly yanking on it to bring your head up. Both of your eyes met, his harsh, passionate ones to your submissive, soft orbs. “Could have mate on cock all the time. All. The. Pauking. Time.”
He tilted your head to expose your other shoulder. Smoothly, the Yautja sat up and ran a finger over the soft skin. A grumbly groan, one that you felt more than heard, sounded from him. “This spot looks a little bare, doesn’t little hunter think?”
“I don’t think they can,” Vic teased. You huffed and wanted to elbow him but wasn’t able to do so. The yellow Yautja slithered an arm underneath your torso before rolling over. His movements were careful due to the knot still lodged inside of you. You groaned at the change of positions. He had you on your back with him, easier on the two of you.
Everyone knew how unfair he is. Vic knocked your legs apart to showcase his neon green knot shoved between your folds. “Pauk, this tight heat feels so good wrapped around me.”
Deep from Uihoy’s chest, he snarled, eyes narrowing on his Yautja mate. He moved to be knelt between your legs. The cum that he spilt was slowly dripping down his chest now. “You’re just gonna have to wait, Uihoy,” Vic taunted and even used two fingers to spread your folds further apart. Not like his knot was doing that well enough. “See how I fill our mate’s heat? That’s how you do it.”
Your eyes widened. Shit… next round will be with Uihoy and Vic’tao is riling him up!
Uihoy placed his hands on your thighs and further spread them apart. While keeping eye contact with you, he leaned down and kitten licked your exposed clit. Heat spread throughout your body at the new touch as Vic kept your nub on display for his mate. “Filled them first,” Uihoy jabbed back lapped at you. You arched your back with a whiny mewl. “Had Uihoy’s seed first.” He had harder pressure that had you gasping and eyes rolling back into your head.
Now, the two of them were competing against each other. Here you were, stuck in the middle.
“Now, our mate has my cock deep inside of this delicious heat you can only remember to be in. My seed is coating those walls of theirs, filling up their womb to be bred currently. Look at you, stuck waiting for my knot to go down. You are only getting the scraps of leftovers, oh great elder.” Oh double shit. His tongue paused on your clit, eyes looking from underneath his brows, past you, and up at Vic’tao. You felt the way Vic tensed for only a moment before going lax.
That poor Yautja was going to get it after the knot deflates. But for the moment, you enjoyed as Uihoy returned to loving on your clit softly. Instinctively, you covered your mouth with a hand, eyes closed. The quietness of the room echoing your sounds back at you.
“Vic’tao,” is all Uihoy had to say to have the hand removed.
“Now, that’s better,” Vic purred, cock throbbing inside of you. You yelped, body shuttering but bit your lip to contain the noises. Uihoy just stated Vic’s name again.
Departing from between your legs, Vic’tao glided his hand up to cup one of your breasts. Two fingers pinched and tweaked at the perked nubs there. Unable to keep silent, you cried out, legs fighting against Uihoy’s hold on you.
Your walls kept clenching, fluttering around Vic’tao’s long cock inside of you. His knot was pressed against your g-spot. From the soothing stimulation and the fullness, you could feel the end rising like the morning sun. Your free hand clawed at Vic’tao’s sides for purchase. They never caught anything in time.
A hoarse, broken cry filled the air. You suffocated the shaft within you with a vice grip, fluttering around him with powerful muscles. All of your muscles tensed one last time, unable to give much.
It ended quicker than before but left you boneless on top of Vic’tao. Softly, you whined, body twitching one last time, then relaxed.
“Our good mate,” Vic’tao rumbled into your ear. “Such a good mate for us.” His hands petted down your sides. You moaned again, eyes closed.
There was a presences hovering above you. Weakly, you opened your eyes to find, Uihoy leaning over you. One of his hands reaching up to cup your cheek. “Apologizes to do this.” Uihoy snaked his arm underneath your back and pulled you up. From there, he kept moving you up. The knot that was snug inside of you slipped out with a gush of mixed fluids. You barely had the energy to shutter.
Uihoy gave an closed mandible kiss to your temple and set you on the clean side of the bed. The corner of his eyes crinkled as he looked down at you. Then, the Yautja pulled away, head snapping over to look at Vic’tao still on lying down. The last thing you saw was the predatory look on his face. All you could do was snicker quietly.
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heath ledger!joker x reader
smut 18+, p in v, fingering, teasing, orgasm denial, oral (fem receiving), daddy kink, bondage, aftercare.
“fuck yes!” i moan loudly. my wrists are bound above me to the headboard as the one and only joker fucks me with his tongue and fingers. the one and only joker i call my boyfriend, the love of my life.
“oh fuck.” i cry as he pulls his mouth away and looks up at me. his scars are gleaming with my juices in the moonlight reflecting through the cracks of my curtains. “j- please.” i beg.
“what?” he asks. “fuck me. i needa feel you.” i sound pathetic. “patience, dear, patience.” he coos. he digs back in with his mouth and fingers attacking me.
“oh yes!” i moan loudly. “fuck.” i say as i put my legs over his shoulders. he hums against me and i clench around him. “please. let me cum.” i whine. i buck my hips at the pleasure he’s giving me.
he pulls away, pulling his mouth away, and fingers out. “no. please. j, i need it, i need you.” i cry. “i told you, it needs to last all night.” he says and sucks off my juices from his fingers.
“fucking delicious.” he smirks. “please.” i whine. “darling. if you cum now, you wouldn’t feel what i want you to. that’s why you need to wait. it’ll be amazing.” he explains his logic. “oh my god.” i cry, a few tears slipping down my cheeks.
“aw, look at you. so pathetic.” he taunts. “just please. i need your cock.” i beg. “please daddy.” i add.
he quickly strips off his slacks and pulls down his boxers. his harden cock hits his slight toned stomach and he lets out a small his. “hm.” he hums as he slowly strokes himself. “please.” i whine.
he gives in and climbs on top of me. he lines himself up with me and thrusts in. “yes!” i moan as he gives me what i want.
“feel good?” he asks and continues to brutally thrust into me. “yes, j, yes!” i moan. he connects his lips to my neck while fucking me. “you’re squeezing me so tight.” he pants.
“who’s is this?” he asks. “who’s pussy is this?” he asks. “yours, all yours.” i moan, looking at him directing in eyes. “yeah. that’s right.” he thrusts into me harder.
he moves my legs so he’s thrusting into my at a different angle, hitting the deep spot inside me at a different angle. “yes, daddy. fuck me.” i moan. “yeah? what do you think i’m doing?” he smirks. “ah! god. i’m close.” i warn.
he pulls out and i let out a pathetic whine. “please.” i feel more tears slip. “i was close.” i cry. “i know. i could feel you. you just need some patience.” he drags his tip up my folds. he taps it against my clit and i let out a gasp from my sensitivity.
“please. fuck me.” i beg. “i need your cock daddy, i need it.” i’m not holding back, i’m begging and crying.
he lines himself back up with me and slowly slides in. “yes.” i moan. “couldn’t not give you want you want.” he smirks as he continues to fuck me like animals. “feels so- fuck, good.” i moan.
“oh j.” i gasp. “fucking me so good.” i moan. “you’re a vocal one.” he smirks as he points out. “yes, fuck.” he sighs. there’s a brief moment of silence where yoh can just hear our heavy breathing and the squelching sounds coming from me.
“daddy-” i cry out. he presses his lips against mine as he continues. “ah!” i moan against him. i pull against the handcuffs as the bubble builds up in my stomach.
“i’m close.” i feel more tears slip down my cheeks. “not until i say so.” he warns. “oh my god.” i groan. he gives me a few more thrusts before if shapes into me needing to pee.
“j- daddy. i need to pee.” i say. “oh just you wait. you’re in for a treat.” he coos. i feel more tears slip and he softly rubs the side of my face. “please.” i beg. “i need it.” i add.
“okay. cum.” he sighs. i let go and i feel a gush between my legs. i finish loudly around him, crying, moaning, and yelling his name and other curses. “oh fuck, yes!” i moan.
i fade out and i come back to him beside me, catching his breath. “worth it?” asks. “yes.” i pant. “see i told you, it’s better to wait sometimes.” he smirks. “mhm.” i nod and cuddle up closer to him. i feel my legs hit a wet patch and i look up at him.
“you squirted, like a fountain. it was magical.” he explains. i get embarrassed and a little bit grossed out. “it was sexy.” he softly rubs my shoulder. “i need to do laundry.” i point out.
i try to get even closer to him, taking in the smell of gasoline, gunpowder, and sweat, smells 5 years ago i would never find comforting. “darling, sorry for not seeing you.” he apologizes. “it’s okay. you were busy, i get it.” i softly smile.
“how was the warehouse? everything go okay? everyone in line?” he asks. “mhm. i didn’t run into any problems that i couldn’t fix.” i smile.
“i got you something.” he says. he gets up, putting on his boxers and digging into his coat pockets. he pulls out a medium sized jewelry box. “j.” i smile, sitting up and pulling the blankets up to my chest.
he opens it to see a dainty silver necklace with a small diamond hanging off of it. “it’s gorgeous.” i smile. “bought it this time.” he smiles and i softly laugh. he takes it out of the box and i turn my back to him, lifting up my hair as he sets it around my neck, clasping it behind my neck.
i drop my hair when he pulls away. i lay back down and he joins me. “thank you.” i smile. “mhm.” he nods. “you missed it, i made roast.” i point out. “is there more?” he asks. “i think so. check the fridge.” i nod. he gets up and disappears into the kitchen.
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#heath ledger smut#ledger joker#ledger joked smut#very smutty#dark knight joker#heath ledger joker#joker x reader#aftercare#smut than fluff#p in v
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Ok ok ok. Hear me out. I got something in my mind. Let me cook let me cook… a bit????
Juicy plot #1
What if you’re like an erotic streamer, I don’t know what they called. Like you decided to fuck a stranger you see on the street, your chat is like yes, do it. That guy! Coincidentally, Toji walked by and boom that’s the guy you want. At first he was ready to tell you to fuck off, but looking down he saw a beautiful girl, boobs almost spilling out and saying she wanted to fuck him on stream. How can he say no. He agree, and you bring him back to your “studio” and he’s ready to fuck you raw! That’s all I got for now.
Juicy plot #2
Shuu and you are married and are going to pound town, unaware of a break in. It’s Toji if you don’t know lol. Toji saw you two fucking, he got super hard from it and got caught red handed. You got another plan up your sleeve, which is asking Toji to join you and shuu in a threesome. Your husband pounding you from behind while you suck on toji’s cock.
#jjk smut#jjk x reader#fushiguro toji#jujutsu kaisen x reader#toji x reader#shuu x reader#toji smut#very smutty#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu toji
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Don't Cry Over Spilt Wine
Universe: Baldur’s Gate 3
Pairing: F!Tav x Astarion, brief F!Tav x Gale but it's not flattering lol
Rating: E
Prompt: When Gale’s proposition fails to leave Tav satisfied, Astarion saves the night.
Warnings:
I wrote this when Gale was really, really getting on my nerves in Act 1 because of the apparent bug. I didn't realize it was a bug at the time. I've since grown a bit more fond of him because I feel bad that his ex is literally asking him to unalive himself but the characterization for him in here is nooooot nice. So, stay away if that offends you <3 I will not be rewriting it lol
Dirty, dirty smut. Also if you’re not into blood, this ain’t the right pairing/fic for you.
Tags/Tropes: I’ve written a foursome and somehow this feels filthier than that, vampire sex, blood sucking, cunnilingus, blow job, vaginal sex, gale is a unwilling cuck, astarion is superior and he knows it, astarion actually enjoys the sex, they ruin a perfectly good party, Tav has a vampire kink?
Excerpt: “Darling, you’re sitting in front of a naked vampire with over two hundred years of experience. You didn’t really think I came out here just to hear about how Gale is terrible in bed, did you?”
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#astarion#smut#very smutty#does anyone else get uncomfortable reading their own smut?#tav x astarion#gale im sorry lol#gale is kenough#fanfiction#bg3 astarion
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Anakin Skywalker x Autistic!Reader (Well… Technically, Writer) Head Canons Part 2 (NSFW)
Part One
[no one asked for this. I don’t care if it’s unnecessary. Just let me have this. I’m happy to introduce you to my friend, the door, if you don’t like it. 😌 TW for panic attacks and body insecurity. DW, Anakin is a sweetheart in bed. I don’t care if it’s not canon. CW: f!recieving oral, unprotected PiV (reader is on birth control, and both participants are up to date on tests. But please, use protection!), Anakin uses the pet name “sweetheart” an egregious amount causing me to have an influx of heart flutters]
Being on the autism spectrum is something that Anakin has never had a problem with. He loves you.
However, the concept of being intimate with him is a little scary for you. Not because Anakin scares you- how can you be scared of him when you can’t stay away from him for long periods of time?
You’re just afraid of what he’ll think of your body, or if he’ll even still want you. Especially when you don’t have any experience with sex.
Well… other than the occasional self pleasure sessions that you have late at night.
Anakin’s never even given you a hickey before.
Today, you decide to push your luck.
It’s a little forward, the way you pose the question… but Anakin is very excited to know that you’re interested in taking a big step in your relationship with him.
However, he can sense that you feel… afraid of being intimate with him. “Y/N, it’s okay if you wanna be celibate forever, you know.” You shake your head. “No?”
You hug him tightly, telling him, “I don’t want you to get bored of me.”
His face falters when he hears that. His arms tighten around you, now feeling increasingly protective of you. “Y/N, I’ve been with you since before the war started. You really think I’d leave just because we haven’t had sex?”
“I… I don’t know,” you reply with a shaky voice.
“Sweetheart, look at me.” When you do, he kisses you softly. When he pulls away, his breath is starting to slow. His voice is quiet, and it sends shivers down your spine. “You’re a fool if you think I’d leave just because of a dumb reason like that.” You can’t help moaning in response to his voice, which is starting to make you wet. “Want me to make you feel good, Y/N? You just say that, and I’ll do whatever you ask.”
You whine softly. “I do. I’m just… scared.”
His eyes soften when he hears that. “No, don’t be scared, my love. Why would you be scared?” He sees the way you’re avoiding eye contact now. Then he senses the pain and sadness in your heart. There’s so much of it. It’s almost enough to make him cry.
“Put your arms around me, sweetheart,” he whispers softly. When you do, he lifts you up and carries you to your bed, gently setting you down on it and lying down next to you. He sighs as he pulls you close and puts your head on his chest. “You don’t love yourself, my star?”, he asks you in a very sad tone.
“Anakin-“
He shakes his head and holds you tight when you start crying. “I’ll do anything to prove that I love you,” he says quietly.
“I’m sorry, Ani.”
“Why would you be sorry? There’s nothing to be sorry about, Y/N,” he says with tears in his eyes. Clearly, the fact that you feel so bad about your body makes him sad because he absolutely loves you.
“I keep leading you on. I don’t wanna lead you on,” you cry softly in his chest.
Anakin doesn’t think that at all. As a matter of fact, he’d rather wait for you to get to a calmer place than rush into sex while you’re still feeling extremely upset.
So, he keeps his arms around you while he leaves kisses on the top of your head. You feel safe in his arms, loving the way he rubs your back to keep you warm.
Almost half an hour later, you finally feel calm enough to rub your clothed crotch against his. Anakin’s breath hitches when he feels your groin pressing against his own, but again… he’d much prefer to take his time to help you feel safe and comfortable with him because of how vulnerable you’re going to be.
“Hold on, sweetheart,” he says as he puts his hands on your hips to stop you. “We’re not gonna rush this.”
“But I need you-“
“I know, but I want this to be good for you. Okay?”
You nod, desperate for him to do something- anything- that’ll help relieve the ache between your legs. “I… what’s first?”
“Do you want me to be on top?”
You nod. You feel as though his body is a blanket, so warm and comforting. “Ani… have you done this before?”, you ask softly as he settles on top of you.
“No, I haven’t. But I’m sure we’ll figure it out as we go,” he says in a velvet like tone. He dips his head down and gently kisses your lips. There’s almost nothing else to think about when he’s kissing you… except for him. He is everything to you, and in turn, you’re everything to him. He is so deeply in love with you, and even if you don’t know why he’s still with you after all this time, it hardly matters. Because now, he’s deepening the kiss, and you allow him to put his tongue in your mouth.
And soon after, he pulls away and starts to kiss your jawline.
And then he’s kissing your neck. You don’t even notice that one of his hands has moved until you feel it brush against the seam of your clothed center. You squirm at the sensation of his middle finger gently rubbing circles around your clit, and then he starts to suck on the sensitive part of your neck. Your hands immediately go to his hair, moaning softly in his ear as he continues to draw those little circles on the fabric covering your heat.
At the sound your voice quietly calling his name, Anakin pulls his head back up. His fingers keep moving, slow but never stopping. The expression on his face is reverent and full of love for you. “Do you like what I’m doing to you, sweetheart?”, he asks you softly. You can’t verbally reply, but you give him a nod to indicate that you’re enjoying what he’s doing to your body right now. He smiles at you, then gives you a kiss on your forehead before he tells you, “I really can’t wait to give you even more of this, my star. You deserve so much of it, this love I have for you. And it’s gonna make you feel so good… even if it’s just for a moment.”
Your heart is beating fast in your chest. The way Anakin is looking at you is almost too much… and yet, you want more from him. And still, his middle finger moves around your clit. “Oh, that’s… good,” you whine softly.
He smirks at those words, drinking in every reaction from you. “Yeah?” He looks down at his hand, then back up at your face. “You want more from me, Y/N, hmm?” You nod, absolutely desperate for him to do anything to help you find that relief. He takes his hand off your center, then cups your face. “I love you,” he tells you. “You know that?”
“Anakin, please do something-“
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m getting there.” He gives you a soft kiss, moving his hands down to the hem of your shirt. He pauses for air to tell you, “Lift your arms, my love.” You do, and he removes your shirt from your body. You feel chills as he touches your exposed skin, stroking your naked sternum as he looks at your body with a smile.
Underneath his gaze, you feel intensely vulnerable… and scared. “I’m not ready for you to see my breasts,” you blurt out when his eyes fall to the undergarment covering them.
His eyes immediately soften as he registers the look on your face: terrified and ready to cry. Anakin sighs and then pulls you into his arms, holding you close to comfort you. “It’s okay, Y/N. If you’re not ready to show me any part of your body, you just tell me. Okay? There’s no pressure.”
You start sobbing in his arms when you hear that. “Thank you,”
He smiles, then pulls back to sit up. “Let me make it even, my star,” he says as he begins to pull off the clothes on his torso.
You’ve seen his naked chest before- you’ve laid on it, cried on it, slept on it- but never in this context. It’s never been in a context this hot, this erotic… this emotional. And Anakin can tell that you’re eager to reach out and feel his chest. So, he gently takes your hand and holds it on the spot where his heart is. As you take in the way that his heart is beating against your palm, Anakin smiles softly and pushes some strands of your hair behind your ear. “Does that feel better, sweetheart?”, he asks softly.
You nod. “Way better.”
“Are you just saying that because you can see my nude chest now?”
“Obviously.” Your voice is shaky, but yes, you feel way more comfortable now that you’re both equally exposed to each other.
He grins and moves back into the position he was in before, kissing your lips softly before kissing your neck again. But then, he goes to your ear and whispers something that makes you shiver: “I wanna kiss you down there, sweetheart.”
You know exactly where he’s referring to… and you feel excited about that concept. “Please, Anakin,” you say quietly.
He smirks, then goes on to kiss your stomach. He looks up at you as he presses his lips against your skin, his gaze filled with love and lust.
When he pulls your pants down, his mouth is watering because of how wet you are right now. He looks up at you with a starved expression as he asks, “Is this all for me, Y/N?”
You whimper in anticipation as you nod. You shut your eyes, feeling intensely vulnerable knowing that your partner is about to eat you out for the very first time. You hope it won’t be the last.
“Uh-uh, sweetheart,” you hear him say, “Open your eyes. I want you to watch me taste you.” When you open your eyes, he has his arms hooked around your thighs. “Look at me. Right into my eyes.”
You do… and that’s when he begins to kiss the crease of your thighs. You feel yourself dripping onto the mattress beneath you… and you start getting wetter as his lips get closer to your core. And then comes the first lick. It’s followed by a kiss… a very wet, warm kiss. You try not to be too loud or react too strongly to his mouth and his lips and his tongue… but that’s just it. He needs you to react to what he’s doing.
Through the Force, Anakin can feel how tense and anxious you’re feeling. It doesn’t sit right with him, so he stops and wipes his mouth before he crawls up to meet you face to face. Before you can even ask him why he stopped, he puts his arms around you and holds you. “Y/N, you don’t have to do this. You know that? I’m not in any rush, sweetheart,” he says in a soft, gentle voice. You tremble as you feel his hand holding the back of your neck, and then you start crying because you’re scared that he’ll get tired of dealing with you. But the truth is that he wants to help you, and he doesn’t care how long it takes to bring you to an easy place.
“I’m sorry, Anakin,” you whimper into his chest.
“It’s all right, my star. You just tell me what you need.”
After a few minutes, you find a bit of strength to say, “I’m still really wet.”
That instantly makes him harder than he already was… and he crawls back in between your legs to continue eating you out. And this time, you’re unable to stop yourself from making sounds.
Anakin’s tongue flicks against your clit in a teasing manner, which causes you to put your hands in his hair and moan. He responds with a groan against your folds, then follows the teasing motion with a slow lick upwards.
The sensation is a little overwhelming, and you gasp in a high pitched manner. This makes him pull back and ask, “Too much?” You nod. “Sorry, sweetheart.”
But he works you up to that point slowly. Then, he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking lightly. You cry out in pleasure at the feeling, your eyes shutting closed as he does the action again.
And while Anakin Skywalker’s mouth is on your core, he speaks to you. “You like this, Y/N?”, “Damn, you taste good, my star.”, “I’m gonna do this to you every chance I get. You want that, sweetheart?”
You can’t respond to him with words because he’s making you feel so, so good. Every action feels better than the one before… and with a final suck on your clit, you come hard. And Anakin laps it all up, and he enjoys the taste of your release.
You’re still catching your breath when you smell yourself… coming from Anakin’s breath. You open your eyes to see him getting ready to kiss you. Immediately, you turn your head away to stop him from pressing his dirty lips against your own. The action confuses your partner, and it even hurts him a bit. “Are you okay, Y/N?”
“Please wash your mouth? I really don’t want an infection,” you say with a frightened voice.
Whatever hurt Anakin was feeling is quickly gone. He smiles as he gets up and goes to the restroom to disinfect his mouth. It’s a few minutes before he comes back and puts his arms around you, holding you tight and kissing the top of your head.
He pulls back with a soft smile on his face as he takes your cheek in his palm. “You still want me, sweetheart?”, he asks in a silky tone.
You practically cling to him like your life depends on it. “Please.”
“All right. Give me a second,” he says before he stands and begins to take his pants off. The minute you see his cock… you panic. How is it supposed to fit inside you?! It’s not monstrously huge… but it’s an impressive size.
You feel like the world is caving in on you now, not even noticing that Anakin has moved to take your shoulders and try to get your attention because now you’re actually having a panic attack.
The thoughts of all the things that could go wrong are so loud, and you can’t hear your partner’s kind voice telling you to look at him; you can’t hear him telling you to take slow, deep breaths. But then you feel his lips gently touching your own, followed by his hands on your cheeks as he pulls away. Your eyes are wet with tears, and your breath is still laboring from the panic attack.
But Anakin’s here to help you- still rock hard, but that’s not important right now. What’s important is getting you back to a calm place, and bringing your breath to normal. “That’s it, Y/N,” he tells you softly. “Just keep breathing, nice and slow. It’s okay.”
“I’m sorry, Anakin,” you say as you try to hold back sobs.
He shakes his head and wipes away your tears with his thumb. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, sweetheart. I completely understand if you’re having second thoughts-“
“It’s not that.”
Anakin tilts his head, then asks, “What is it then?”
You sigh and confess, “I think I might be too small for you.”
He can’t help but smirk. “Lay down,” he whispers. And then, he pushes your legs apart. With three fingers, he stretches you out to prepare you for his cock. The look on his face tells you everything: he’s really looking forward to being inside you, and even more excited to give you the love you’ve always deserved.
[I'm not sorry for the images this conjures up. 😌]
And when you’re all stretched out, Anakin gets on top of you again. Slowly, gently, carefully… he places his cock inside of you. You both moan in unison as he settles in your core. “Oh, that’s good,” he murmurs to himself. That’s when he remembers that he forgot to ask you something really, really important: “Are you on any birth control?”
“Yes.” And that reminds you: “Were you tested for anything?”
He nods. “You?” You nod. And then… he looks at you with a seductive expression. “Just relax and let me take care of you, sweetheart,” he tells you softly. His hips start moving back and forth slowly. He kisses you, his arms around you now. Every movement elicits a moan from you, and he enjoys each sound. Not only does it turn him on, he also finds it endearing.
“Anakin… I love you,” you moan as you look into his eyes, feeling every thrust.
He kisses your lips softly and replies, “I love you too, my star.” Kissing down your neck, he adds, “You feel so good around me.”
You’re sure you’re dripping onto the sheets below… and now, with what Anakin just told you, it’s probably a lot more wet.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart,” he says in the voice that often summons butterflies in your stomach… and they always seem to fly very low. [shut up. I love Nerdy Prudes Must Die. Okay? Fuck off] “So, so beautiful.”
He sucks on your neck, holding you tight in his arms while you moan. There’s not much that you can say right now, only his name and how much you love him. Oh, how you love him. This gorgeous man, a Jedi, and he’s your partner… your other half.
Anakin stops nipping at your neck and speaks to you. "You're so tight, Y/N. You feel so fucking good. I don't know how long I'm gonna last, but I'll try my best." He presses his lips on yours before he continues talking. "You're so fucking beautiful, sweetheart. Such a shame you don't love yourself the way I love you. Kriff, I love you, Y/N."
You gasp in a high pitched manner when you feel his hips moving a little faster. Every move is incredible. You honestly don't know what you were so afraid of. This feels amazing- Wait... what is that smell? Was it you that farted? Never mind. Best not to dwell on it. Besides, it's definitely normal for that stuff to happen... according to the average sex ed course.
There's not much else to think about, just Anakin Skywalker and his cock. And his face. And his eyes. And how gently he kisses you when you moan his name. "Does that feel good, my star?", he asks you softly.
"Yes, Anakin," you just barely manage to answer.
"Am I making you feel good, sweetheart?"
"So good, Ani," you sob softly.
Tenderly, he moves a strand of hair away from your eyes. "Y/N, you are the greatest thing that ever happened to me," he whispers as he thrusts even faster. "I love you more than anything. And I am so happy you're letting me do this to you. And I want you to know that you deserve to feel this good. And I'm gonna make sure you feel good every day for the rest of your life, and mine."
Those words, and the constant moving in your core, bring you to tears. Anakin always seems to wear his heart on his sleeve... but this just takes the cake. "I hope I can do that too, Anakin," you manage to reply.
He laughs and says, "You already are." He brings a hand down and gently begins to rub your clit in slow circles. "'Just you being here is enough, sweetheart." You gasp as you feel his cock moving a lot faster, and the circles on your clit get faster too. "You feeling okay?", he asks softly.
You nod, wishing you had the words to describe how incredible it feels to be physically loved by him.
"Good," Anakin whispers softly before kissing your lips. You're not quite sure how long it's been since you started, but you know one thing: you never want this to end.
But all good things must come to an end, you see. Stars burn out, suns set... but life goes on. And when the end arrives... it arrives in the form of you and Anakin having a simultaneous orgasm. While you clench around his cock, it pulses inside you, releasing his seed. It's warm, thick... but it's all inside you. All you can hear is Anakin's groaning as his thrusts slow. Your bodies are covered in sweat from all the sexual activity, and Anakin's breathing is heavy.
Reluctantly, he pulls his cock out of your core, taking a minute to observe the white liquid coming out of you. He smirks as he brushes the pad of his thumb over your inner folds, coming into contact with your clit- still extremely sensitive. You gasp when you feel his touch... then again when he strokes down. You nearly lose your mind when he does this a third time, and you're slightly annoyed. "Stop!", you cry out sharply. Immediately, Anakin jerks his hand away from your core, a sad expression on his face. The look in his eyes makes you feel bad for yelling at him, so you mumble, "Sorry."
He shakes his head and hovers over your face, softly kissing your left temple. "Don't be, sweetheart," he whispers tenderly.
You feel a little awkward now, but then, you kiss him.
He kisses back, then pulls away. "We better get this mess cleaned up," he says with a light grin.
Anakin is very gentle when he helps you wash up. He's careful not to look at your breasts, opting to focus on your back instead of the front. You do the front yourself... though it's hard to focus when you feel him trailing soft kisses on your shoulder. It's less passionate, more affectionate... as though he's afraid you'll melt away in the bathtub, and that's purely based on the way that he wraps his arms around your waist and holds your stomach.
While you wash your hair, Anakin doesn't stop dropping these soft kisses. He breathes into the shell of your ear as he whispers, "I can't stop thinking about your perfect body, Y/N."
You can't help but shake your head, immediately unhappy with the way he just described you. "I'm not perfect, Anakin," you murmur.
Big mistake. Anakin holds you even tighter, pulls your body closer to him. He hushes you before you can say anything else. "Of course you are, sweetheart," he says. You stay quiet when he praises you even further, even though you don't believe a word he says. Yet still, he loves you. And he's incredibly protective of you. When you start to cry, he holds you even tighter. “I’m right here, my love. I won’t let you go. How could I let you go after all this time with you?” There’s a tenderness in his voice, and even more tenderness in the way he’s holding you. All this affection… and it’s for you.
You both dry off with warm towels, getting into comfortable clothes for bed- Anakin insisted on changing the sheets himself because... of course he did. Oh, and obviously he's got no shirt on.
Your head rests on his chest, and he runs his fingers through your hair. Anakin has a smile on his face as he holds you in his arms. He's still thinking about how good it felt to be inside you... and he knows for a fact that he desperately wants to make love to you again.
"I love you, my star," he whispers to you when you close your eyes.
And no surprise: you dream of Anakin, and how good he made you feel. Not just physically, of course. But he genuinely makes you feel happy, and safe, and loved.
[uhhhh... this took way too long to write. lmao]
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FINISHED!!!
***Seven different smutty endings***
*ADULT CONTENT*
#ao3#x reader#gxg smut#smut#fanfic#smutty#explict#gxg#very smutty#lesbians#game of thrones#daenerys x reader#cersei lannister x reader#melisandre x reader#ellaria sand x reader#margaery x reader#brienne x reader#daenerys targeryan#cersei lannister#melisandre#margaery tyrell#sansa x reader#sansa stark#brienne of tarth#lesbian fic#smutt#finished
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To the tall and humble
buddie | nsfw | explicit
He showed up to work late. Ten minutes, but still, late. It's not like he had wanted to, but more like he had no choice. Christopher had had a bad night.
Now, he wasn't expecting to find his team already geared up, ready to roll. Most importantly, he wasn't prepared to find one member missing. Buck.
"Hey, guys, where's-"
"He has a thing. Day off" said Chimney, cutting him off mid-sentence.
Eddie nodded, unexplicably upset. Many times they worked 'minus one', but this time it felt odd. Buck was his partner -in crime-, and they did everything together. Who was Bobby going to pair him off with?
He was about to tell them that he'd change, when everyone simply stared ahead, following something moving behind him. He frowned, then turned around, having to squint momentarily.
"Hey, guys! Wanted to show off my attire before the wedding. What do you think?"
Dressed in a complete tux, undervest and all, Buck stood at the entrance with his arms open, looking down at his team, all of whom cheered, laughed and commented. Except Eddie.
No, Eddie was blinking repeatedly, jaw slightly loosened. "Hey, Eddie, you okay?"
Buck's words took him out of the trance, inhaling more air than his lungs could store. "Hey- ye-yeah" he muttered between coughs, which he covered with his fist. "All good, yeah. You look... great."
His praise sounded backhanded, and probably the hand gesture he used to signal Buck's outfit didn't help, but the younger man still smiled. "Thank you, Eddie. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom. Didn't have time to pee before leaving the apartment."
As he powerwalked away, Eddie's eyes followed him, analyzing his every step.
"You good, Díaz?" asked Hen, her sassy tone sipping through her teeth.
Silence filled the room, because until Buck was out of sight, his mind would not compute, and by the moment he was gone, and he looked back at his team, Bobby, Chimney and Hen all had their eyebrows raised, smug expression.
Eddie glanced between them and the door Buck disappeared from, breathing in and out and shaking his head. "Yeah, no."
Like a madman, he ran away from his friends and into the bathroom, basically kicking the door down on his way in. "Buck" he said with determination.
The younger male turned around in confusion, his hands on his unbuckled belt. "Hey, what's -?" he tried to question, but had no time to finish, as Eddie was invading his personal space in a matter of seconds.
"One word and I'll stop."
He didn't require further explanation when Eddie was kneeling down in front of him and pushing his hands out of the way, taking control of his belt.
Buck's breath hitched, his hands in the air, big, blue, wide eyes and mouth ajar as Eddie moved his fingers in one single motion to unzip his pants and pull them slightly down, slipping his thumb over the hem of his boxers, pressing at the hip bone. He looked up, hesitantly.
Their eyes met halfway. The lust on Eddie's and the shock on Buck's. Neither of them said anything. There was nothing to say.
The older man swallowed, licking his lips before returning to his task. He pulled the boxers down as much as he could without making them drop on the dirty bathroom floor, and gripped Buck's cock, staring at the head as it hardened in his hand. "Fuck, Buck."
"Just... just...."
The trail of precum was tempting, so in a leap of faith, Eddie closed the distance, licking the stripe all the way to the top. Once he did, he closed his mouth and savored it. "Holy fuck, Buck...."
Their gazes crossed again, this time Buck's eyebrows were contorted upwards, pleasure on his eyes. "Pl-please" he whispered, cupping Eddie's cheek with his palm.
"Okay" he replied, bracing himself before taking him whole, making it bump with the back of his throat. Buck moaned at the lack of gag reflex. Holy shit, holy shit, holy SHIT.
His hand moved from Eddie's cheek to his hair, his fingers curling at the shape of his skull. He had little hair this time of the year, so he couldn't pull, but the intention was the same. Faster.
Eddie's muscles tightened as Buck's hips bucked. "S-sorry."
But Eddie wasn't having it. He grabbed Buck's ass and pushed him forward, his lips forming a perfect 'o'.
The message was clear, so he rushed, working his mouth diligently as Buck made unholy noises a few feet above him. His own hands now traveled down his legs, squeezing wherever he could get a little meat. This man was going to be the end of him.
In minutes, minutes, Buck was tapping him on the shoulder as a notice, releasing himself down Eddie's throat, a streak of white making its way out of the corners of his mouth as he tried to swallow it all. It was just so much.
He eventually pulled away, leaving Buck to feel the cold air after the hot machine his tongue had been. Eddie fell back, sitting on his own feet, wiping the cum with his wrist. His breathing was heavy, nothing abnormal for what they had just done.
Buck looked around before slowly pulling his boxers and pants back up, putting away his -still- painfully hard cock. He tried to buckle his belt but his hands were shaking. That's when Eddie stood up, getting closer to him, taking the belt -once again- from his hands and doing all the work. At the same time, he looked up, eyebrows raised, small smirk. "You feeling good?"
"Y-yes."
"Good" said Eddie, his voice softer now.
They stood there for a second, looking at each other for what seemed like years before Eddie was grabbing Buck's face and pulling him for a kiss. Not as hungry, but just as meaningul. Buck kissed back, a faint moan escaping his lips as he melted.
Finally, Eddie took a step back. "We'll talk about this later, yeah?"
All Buck could do was nod as his partner left.
(i hope you like this one! i was inspired by my own incorrect quote lmaoo fghjk)
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Things had gotten comfortable.
Shuichi wasn't sure exactly when their relationship had changed when Tomura had gone from being the Boss he mildly respected to possibly his best friend to his lover. The change was gradual; it was almost like being swept away by the relaxing pull of a stream. They hadn't fallen for each other in a rush, but they also hadn't known each other for that long, yet Shuichi felt like Tomura was the first person to really understand him. He wasn't sure if Tomura felt the same, but Shuichi tried to be there for him through the bad nights and shitty days.
Though, he certainly preferred the days like this. The ones where they got to be lazy. Where they didn't need to feel like villains or outcasts so much. Being closer to Tomura now, he had learned so much about him, and one was that the man was surprisingly clingy and touchy. He supposed it wasn't so surprising that his Boss was a little touch starved, considering his quirk and upbringing.
So, on days like this, they sat in Tomura's room, on the ratty, worn-out sofa, pressed close together for no reason other than they wanted the contact. There was plenty of room to spread out, but Tomura kept them close. If Shuichi shifted away, then his Boss would wrap an arm around him and keep him where he was.
Tomura had his head on his shoulder, his attention wholly wrapped in the video game he was playing, fingers dancing on the controller as he performed expertly. Shuichi always enjoyed watching Tomura play. Seeing him so relaxed made it pretty easy for Shuichi to sink back into the cushions and just enjoy the company.
Shuichi gave a soft yawn; his eyes glanced over to the mini fridge where Tomura kept some energy drinks. He didn't want the day to end too quickly, so he shifted away from Tomura, intending to grab one and then come right back; however, he was stopped by Tomura's arm wrapping around him, his hand pressing hard into his abdomen. Shuichi was always a little surprised at how strong Tomura was despite his lanky form.
"Uh, Tomura-" Shuichi pointed to the mini fridge, intending to tell his Boss what he was doing, but he was cut off.
"Sit." Tomura never took his eyes off his game, managing to play reasonably well with one hand.
Shuichi sighed and settled back down, dipping his head onto Tomura's shoulder this time as the arm didn't leave. "So needy," he teased, a huff of laughter escaping him and brushing against Tomura's neck. He felt his boyfriend (they were boyfriends, right?) shiver from that, and Shuichi smiled to himself.
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Can you pls make a yautja x AMAB! reader fanfic with body worship? (Specifically the readers thighs.. :›)
ALSO I LOVE ALL OF UR FANFIC S RAHHHHHHH
Worship My King
Pairing: Uihoy (Male Yautja) x AMAB!Reader
Warnings: bondage, mlm, lots of dirty talking, soft sex, hand job, thigh worship,
Word Count: 2148
Summary: In confines of Uihoy's ship, the Yautja is on his knees to worship you. He's got you restrained, at his whim. You are his to play with, to love on.
Author Note: Thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying them. That's what I'm here to do!
P.s. I'm working hard at requests. I had to close my ask box as well because I hit about 15 requests. Sorry but it was necessary.
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Worn hands knead the flesh that made up your thighs. Bump followed in their stead. Your legs shook, trembling with effort to stay open. As much as you desperately wanted to snap them close and trap those gorgeous, purple hands between them; Uihoy wanted you to keep them open. Be good for him. A good boy.
The heat stopped just shy of the apex of your thighs. A keen built up in the back of your throat. You struggled against the intricately ropes wounded around your arms, all the way to your shoulder. They completely retained you, leaving you at the mercy of whatever Uihoy willingly gave to you for his pleasure.
From his spot between your shaking thighs, Uihoy rose on his knees, hands leaving your body to rest on either side of your head. The large male had you trapped at his will on his ship, in his bed. Uihoy leaned down, covering you with his shadow as he deliberately moved his mouth next to your ear. His warm breath tickled your delicate skin. You shivered.
“Good boy, keeping legs open for Uihoy,” he rumbled into your eardrum. The brass voice caused your forgotten cock to twitch on you abdomen. Left untouched once he removed all clothing from your form and tied you up.
A hot, blazing tongue grazed along your jawline and slid away once at your chin. Your hands clenched at the fur blankets laid beneath your jittering body. The unreleased energy sizzle behind flushed skin. Uihoy placed a hand around your neck and squeezed just a minute fraction of his strength. The way you cried out, shaft jumping up was a sight to consume.
Pre-cum leaked out, leaving behind a white trail on your skin. Uihoy’s eyes locked onto yours before maneuvering himself, slowly crawling backwards till his head was hovering above your belly button. You watched with rapture as the male lowered himself, gaze locked onto you. Time slowed. His tongue slithered out and lapped at the pre-cum, muscle curling to bring it into his mouth.
The sight had you fighting the restraints harder than before. Anything to make him take more, do more to you. But he’s hunter that’s perfected the patience needed to survive in this universe.
His hand tightened significantly and pinned you to the bed. “Still, little one,” he demanded, sight still focused solely on your face. Trapped, your chest heaved with shuttering breaths. Yet, you didn’t listen.
With a short groan, the purple male crawled back up your body and crowded you to the bed. His face invaded yours, pink muscle flickering out to taste your skin. He settled some of his weight mindfully on top of you but careful to keep your weeping cock untouched. “Said to still, Treasure,” he hissed out with a little more force than before.
Your wide eyes peered into his. “Please,” you begged airily, pleading for something more than fleeting touches he offered. Uihoy chuckled with his brassy voice and rested his forehead on yours.
The grasp on your throat fell away for it to only drift down to your nipples. The added stimulation had you biting at your bottom lip to stop a pathetic from tumbling its way out. “What’s wrong, Treasure?” he taunted with honeyed tone. Both of your thighs locked at his sides. An attempt to pin him to you. Anything to gain friction to your abandoned shaft that red and angry. A prominent vein popping out.
All he had to do was rise to his knees, place a hand on your own, and spilt your legs. The strength he used was nothing compared to what you’ve seen him exert. Like it was nothing to him.
“Pauk, look at little one.” His hand hovered mere millimeters above your cock to the point you could feel his heat washing off of him. “Look in need for Uihoy. Poor little thing.” It hurt so bad in a good way when he brushed his coarse thumb along the underside of your weeping member.
And the pitiful cry he received was music to his ears. Your cock was abandoned all over again. His hands returned to your chest and left goosebumps in their wake once more. Underneath him, you kept squirming for any attempt for his hands to return south at where you needed him the most. But the hardened warrior focused solely on your torso.
Sharp and lethal talons ran across fragile skin. One wrong move could slice the flesh wide open. Your muscles bulged at the feeble attempt to break free from the strong bonds. The amount of pressure you put on them caused pain to buzz in the back of your head. That was the last thing you could care about though.
A massive grin was pinned to Uihoy’s face at the sight of your struggling. Your legs trembled as they were lifted to curl in on yourself. One of your thighs trapped your cock which in turn gave friction. Your eyes rolled up at the new, relieving sensation. You didn’t stop, hips rutting weirdly, barely enough, but a way to gain any friction.
All of that was stopped when a pair of massive, strong hands each of your thighs from the middle and spilt them open. They were swiftly pinned to the bed under the weight of Uihoy. Said male cocked his head with an honey, concerned look. “It seems there was a lapse of judgment. These handsome thighs… need more attention.”
Uihoy curved his spine and began to lay a line at the start just below your knee of kisses. From there, he slowly created his own path to the apex of your thighs. A bundle of hope bloomed in your chest until the mandible kisses resumed on the other side. You could sob at the lack of anything more than teasing from your mate. He wasn’t giving you anything more than fleeting touches and whispered promises. You groaned in frustration and jutted your hips up in protest. But the stern hand holding down your thighs prevented the riot.
The Yautja tilted his massive head just enough to peak at you from underneath his brows. “Does little hunter know what do to Uihoy?” he purred then shifted forward enough to grind the bulge in his pants against your thigh. A light bulb appeared over his purple head. “Pauk… theses thighs would look so good wrapped around Uihoy’s cock.” He ran his claws down the inside of your thighs. “Isn’t that right, little hunter?” And you keened in response. Anything to get him to touch you. Properly.
“Yeah, of course, little one would. Desperate for anything, even if Uihoy shoved cock down that tight throat… but that’s not what Uihoy wants. No,” he trailed off softly and focused back on your thighs.
Once he scooted back enough to bend over, your mate laid kiss after on your bare skin. It took you a moment to think through the clouds but come to realize, he’s loving on every mark on your thighs. Even ones you’ve gained before knowing they existed.
Your chin was buried into your chest while you watched with rapture. Uihoy went over each scar or stretch mark that marred your flesh with care that lover would give. And fuck, if that didn’t make you ready to burst, then you didn’t know what.
His hands drifted back up on the underside of your thighs before stopping at the swell of your cheeks. In the cloudy fog clogging rational thinking, you didn’t pay attention to what they were doing.
A pink tongue slithered out and followed the curve of a particularly long scar on the inside of your legs. The memory of how badly that had hurt flashed to life but was swiftly shooed away at the gentle love Uihoy provided.
“Love,” you sputtered, muscles straining to fight him. “I, I need you.” It wasn’t hard to admit that but a new wave of heat burned your face.
Sweat prickled at your forehead the longer this went on without relief. Uihoy loved, licked, kissed at what flesh that made up your thighs. The male took his wonderful time.
Every time you attempted to push against him for something more, he only had to slightly flex his arms and release a minute snarl. One he sounded off when his fingers ghost next where your balls rested and you jutted up for more. “Fucking hell Uihoy!” you snapped finally and fought like your life depended against the ropes.
They creaked and groan. But despite giving it your all, they refused to fray.
Hot, fresh tears began to pool at the corner of your eyes. Uihoy felt his painful unsheathed shaft twitch, dampening the inside of his pants at the gorgeous sight. You whimpered, face pulled down into a frown with frustration flickering like flames in your eyes.
Uihoy snorted and leaned up to rest on his knees, eyes drinking in the sweat that coated your skin. “What does little hunter want?” he teased, head cocked to the side like a confused puppy. The grin that painted his face widely mocked you. A look you desperately wanted to smack off before jumping the male and riding him to kingdom come.
Between clenched teeth, you bite, “you know what I want.” Harsh, violent words he’ll forgive you for. If he was in your position, he would be acting the same. Specially, if his cock looked as painful as yours did.
He tsked and shook his head. “Do better. Little hunter knows words are what it takes.” You tell him what you want, he’ll do it. Beck and call. You had two mighty hunters wrapped around you nimble fingers.
The lump in your throat was forced down and you turned your face away from him. The moment you did though, purple flashed across your vision. A firm grasp latched onto you chin and forced you to look back at Uihoy. “Don’t look away from Uihoy. Tell what it is little one wants. What little one needs.” You keened, biting nearly harshly at your bottom lip before giving.
“Touch me, please.” He raised a brow. The hand on your thigh began to caress the supple skin there. You growled in frustration. “No! My cock. Touch my fucking cock!” you practically screamed at him. The male’s grin turned evil.
“Wish is Uihoy’s command.”
A wrapped firmly around your painfully hard shaft. Just the touch of it sent ecstasy up the length of your spine while settling in the pit of your belly. It hurt in the most pleasurable ways.
The soft lights that luminated the ship were covered, your body blanketed by a shadow. Uihoy’s heat drifting down onto you. “This is what is needed, isn’t it?” his voice whispered directly into your ear. But you couldn’t hear him from the rushing blood nor focus on a single word from the pleasure.
“Need mate to tied little hunter up and play until begging, begging for Uihoy. Take whatever Uihoy wants, little hunter will allow.” You choked on the air sole in your lungs as the grasp began to move. Your eyes spun backwards, back arching off of the bed completely. Your balls drawing up.
White blinded your vision, not a sound registered in your brain. The pain that exploded throughout every nerve in your body was unexplainable, but you wouldn’t stop it. Your cock sputtered, spasmed with each new shot of cum, a nearly never-ending stream that painted your stomach and Uihoy’s hand white. Each rope nearly hurt from how good the release of pent-up pressure was.
Then, you collapsed onto the bed, drained, soul sucked dry. Your eyes closed, chest heaving with lung gasping breaths. Every cell part of your body vibrated with energy but slowly faded while you drifted back down.
Hands pet up and down the length of your thighs. “So good for Uihoy,” the Yautja’s brass voice rumbled in the air. The hair along your arms and legs prickled with dying electricity. Your body gave one last twitch before settling into the furs both of your mates have hunted for you.
Uihoy purred softly for you. A fur blanket was used to wipe the spent cum off of your stomach. It was promptly discarded to the side. He crawled up and rested next to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. The vibrations he sent off rolled over your skin. “How was that?”
With your eyes still shut, you hummed in content with a smile twitching your lips. “Yeah? Good boy,” he whispered and licked up a lone stripe of sweat.
One of his hands palmed at the flesh of your thighs again. “Never get used to these. Gotta let Uihoy markup… or tie?” he groaned at the new idea and nipped at you. In the afterglow, you began to drift off, protected by one of your lovers.
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☀️ prompt x rockstar!eddie
@oneforthemunny summers writing game is stuck in my mind so my prompt is ☀️
☀️- eddie comes home to see you sunbathing...topless;) can be dom!sub! if you'd like, or sweet smutty goodness. whatever you'd like it to be! have fun with it!
ofc i had to do rockstar!modern!eddie
smutty smut smut 18+, she’s a brat ngl, p in v sex, spanking, in public kinda (they’re in their backyard which to me is huge), he’s soft for like 0.2 seconds, degrading.
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of course it’s risky. but the sun is perfect today and i just had to. and tan lines suck. so i went topless. my phone has rung a gazillion times, all probably from eddie, but it’s over at the edge of the pool while i’m in the middle, floating on a neon pink floatie.
“is this why you haven’t answered your phone?” i hear eddie’s voice. i open my eyes and turn to eddie while they’re getting adjusted to the light. “yes.” i smile and turn back. “oh my fucking god.” he rolls his eyes.
i smirk as i hear him grab my phone, place it not on the edge of the pool. i zone out until i hear him jump into the pool. “eddie.” i gasp before it’s too late and i’m being flipped over.
i pop my head out of the water to see him standing and laughing like an idiot. “that’s not funny!” i scream at him, splashing water. “oh. this is how you’re gonna act.” he raises a brow, voice getting stern.
“you pushed me into the water!” i whine. “and? i know you know how to swim.” he retorts. “i didn’t want to get my hair wet!” i whine. “oh. you poor baby.” he mocks me. “oh my god.” i complain, rolling my eyes.
“okay. i let you have your fun. say sorry or i’ll punish you.” he threats. “i didn’t do anything wrong.” i cross my arms over my chest. “oh? okay. get out.” he gets stern, an ache forms between my legs. it was already there from seeing him wet.
i get out and try off as much as i can before he’s snatching the towel from me. he sits down in front of me and i bend over his lap. “don’t even need to be told. maybe there’s some good in you after all.” he smiles and runs his hand down my spine.
“i am good.” i whine. “sure you are.” i can practically hear him roll his eyes. “read that number.” he holds the phone in front of me, the missed calls in red. “how many did you miss?” he asks. “17.” i pout. “mhm. good girl.” he nods, setting my phone down. the praise makes me even more wet.
“and you will count every. single. one.” he grits the last part out. i blush as i feel him slowly and softly remove my bikini bottoms. “remember the safe word?” he asks. “mhm. peppers.” i answer. “good girl.” he says, hand softly rubbing my back.
when he got like this it sends my head into a dizzy. the sweetness of his touch, words, and voice. just for him to treat me harshly a moment later.
i can’t get into my head too much before i feel his palm crack down against my cheek. “one!” i say. he does it again, this time slightly harder. “two!” i cry out. he does the next 2 quickly, back to back. “three, four!” i whine. “mhm. see you are smart. just make dumb decisions.” he pauses for a moment.
he continues again, swapping between compliments and sweet nothings that make me blush and want to hide my face. to harsh words that make me blush in embarrassment.
“ten!” i cry out after he spanks me. “mhm. only seven more.” he nods. “please.” i cry, my cheeks tear stained and in between my legs soaking wet, not just from water. “what? want more or can’t take it anymore?” he asks.
“touch me.” i beg. “aw. that’s cute. but not enough to not be a slut.” he shrugs, spanking me hard this time. “eleven!” i cry, that was the hardest so far. “look at you, so pathetic.” he smirks, bringing his hand down again. “twelve!” i cry out, loud.
“hush, the neighbors are gonna hear, and call the cops.” he warns. “you want that though, huh? sluts like you.” he spanks me. “t-thirteen.” i stutter. “good job. only 4 more left.” he coos. “i can go fast if you want.” he offers. “please.” i beg. “okay.” he smiles.
his hand falls down to between my legs where he glides his pointer finger over my core. i let out a gasp as he removes his finger. he doesn’t give me a warning before his hand is against my flesh.
“fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen!” i cry out. “mhm. good job. you did so good for me.” he coos, softly rubbing my back, not the area he attacked. he wants me to feel all of the pain so the lesson sets in. even though we all know that’s bullshit and it won’t.
“wanna continue? we don’t have to.” he offers. “no please. fuck me.” i whine. “okay.” he smiles. he quickly moves me so i’m laying against the chair and he’s on top.
he doesn’t say anything, just connect our lips. he softly moans into the kiss when i reach for his hair. “ed’s.” i whimper. “i know baby. just let me kiss you.” he responds. eventually he pulls away and pulls down his shorts.
i look down to see his harden cock straining his boxers. i reach down and softly palm him. “shit.” he hisses. i smirk and he removes my hands to pull down his boxers. he quickly strokes himself to get fully hard as he gets situated and lines himself up with me.
he slowly slides in, never breaking eye contact with me. “eddie-” i moan. “shit.” he sighs as he’s fully in. “move, please.” i whine. “patience.” he rolls his eyes but gives in, he starts to thrust into me.
in no time, like my moans fuel him, he’s fucking me rough like there’s no tomorrow, just how i like it. “oh fuck.” i moan as quiet as i can, knowing our neighbors probably can’t hear and or don’t care.
“shit sweetheart.” he pants. “eddie.” i moan. “yeah- fuck.” he groans. “oh fuck.” he grunts. “you feel so good.” i whine. “yeah? who owns this pussy?” he asks, thrusting harder. “you- fuck. you do eddie.” i moan.
“yeah. that’s it. good girl.” he pants. i can see sweat forming on him and i can feel it forming on my chest. “you look so good.” i moan. “hm? this doing it for you?” he asks. “yes.” i pant, looking down at his chest, covered in a layer of sweat.
“oh eddie.” i cry out. “i’m close.” i whine. “be my good girl and hold it for me.” he says. “edd-ie.” i whine. “come on. don’t be a brat.” he snaps. “okay!” i moan.
he continues to fuck me and i hold back until i realize his thrusts are getting sloppier. “please.” i beg. “fuck. yes. cum.” he pants. “ohmygodohmygodohmygod.” i chant as i finish against him. in the heat of my moment he finishes inside of me.
we both come down from the highs and collect ourselves. “feel good?” he asks. “mhm.” i nod and softly kiss him.
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Hey there. Just wanted to ask if you wanted to write a little something delving more into the kinky punishments yandere!cody Rhodes would give. Thanks in advance! (I love your work by the way! ❤️)
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Ok, but I could talk about this for ever! 🤤
Warnings: very smutty! Includes overstimulation, the use of drugs(to make a person horny, NOT AS IN ILLEGAL THINGS!!), and cock warming. Do not continue if this will trigger you!
Over stimulation-
Your chest heaved as you felt the familiar tension building in your stomach. Your arms and legs were pulled tightly to each corner of the bed, leaving no room to move. The Machine thrusting the large dildo into you was at its highest setting, and you could hear the squishing of your liquids. On top of that you had a vibrator strapped to your clit. Your entire body shook from the feeling of move organism then you could count. “P-pl-please! I can’t again!” You sobbed, turning to look at the man who had gotten you into this predicament. He had sat silently the whole time, just watching you. You closed your eyes feeling pain shoot through you as you came against your will once again. As your chest heaved you heard Cody stand up and walk over. He gently took your face in his hand, whipping one of your tears with his thumb. “Are you ready to apologize?” He asked. This morning you had told him you would never love him, and here you were. You shook your head lightly, making him tut at you. “Maybe a few more will make you ready.”
Drugging-
You squirmed, rubbing your legs together lightly. you were fairly familiar with this punishment. A drug that made you so horny it hurt, and often times Cody would refuse to touch you once he forced you to take it. You were burning up, having shed what little clothes you were allowed to wear to try and stay cool. Admiring defeat you slowly made your way to the living room he was sitting in. “Hello princess.” He greeted, hearing you come in. You climbed on the couch and curled up next to him. “Hurts..” you mumbled. “What does princess?” He asked again, making you whine louder. “Oh well, if you can’t use your words I guess I can’t help you.”
Cockwarming-
You wanted to move so badly, feeling Cody stretch you as you were sat on his lap. He had put on some random movie that he seemed to like, and decided to punish you for trying to hide in the bathroom this morning. You would let out small gasps anytime he shifted, but he still ignored you. Just watching his movie.
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Okay Anon. This one's for you, Kitten
TW: 18+ No minors or doom shall befall thee. Smut! Smutty Mcsmut Smut. NSFW Rough sex, teasing, dirt talk, mild name calling, oral(fem receiving), unprotected PinV, FemReader, spanking, semi public. Idk what else. PWOP. If you try this at home, I don't want to hear about it. Just kidding, message me.
Thanks @loveshotzz my Jedi smut master
A Big Fat Tip
Leaning forward, you reach your hand inside your bra, cupping your breast, tugging it forward then repeating the process on the other side. Checking your reflection in the mirror, you're pleased with the result. The swell of your tits visible, the hot pink lace of your bra just peeking out from your black tank top. After dabbing a little coconut-flavored gloss on your lips, you adjust your denim skirt, making sure it's sitting a little high on your hips to show off the soft skin of your thighs. The clock on the wall lets you know your last client of the night will be walking through the door any minute. The other girls all left a half hour ago; you may have scheduled him after closing on purpose. Sick of all the flirting and innuendo, you wanted to see if his mouth was good at anything besides talking.
Eddie strolled through the door like he always did, full of swagger with a cocky smirk on his full lips.
"Hi, Babydoll. Don't you look nice tonight?"
His eyes travel up and down your body as he walks past you to your chair.
"Thanks for coming in so late," you say as you flip the open sign to closed and lock the door. "I hope you don't mind if I lock us in," you say as you flip the switch, turning off the lights in the waiting area at the front of the salon. "A girl can't be too careful when she's all alone."
"I feel bad that you're staying late just for me" He hangs his leather coat on the hook beside your station before taking a seat in your chair, legs spread wide, his jeans tight on his thighs.
"That's okay, Eddie. You can give me a nice fat tip to make up for it." Shaking out your cape, you drape it over his shoulders before you lean forward, your face right beside his, your breast pushed against his shoulder. "What do you want me to do to you?" You ask, looking at him in the reflection of the mirror.
"It depends on what you're offering." His cheeks turn a faint pink, and his lips twist. Only Eddie can blush and still look arrogant. Your skirt rides up higher as you give the hydraulic lever a few pumps with your foot before walking around the chair to face him. Moving close with a leg on either side of his, your breasts at eye level, you lean towards him and push your fingers into his hair, lightly dragging your nails along his scalp. "Hmm. Maybe something different? Are you open to trying something new?"
His hand sneaks out from under the cape and gently runs along the back of your thigh, watching your face as he gages your response.
"I'm open to whatever you want to do to me."
"Well, I think I'll need a little direction." Your fingers continue through his soft curls until you reach the back of his head, using your grip on his hair to tip his head back. His mouth is just inches from yours. "What kind of cut would you like? Dry? Or wet?"
His hand is getting bolder. His fingers move to the inside of your thigh, ascending to the edge of your skirt.
"I like it wet. Very wet." He looks at you from under hooded eyes, pupils dilated, the tip of tongue resting on his upper lip. Deciding the game's not over, you back away from him.
"Come on then, let's go shampoo." He stands to follow you, but when you turn away from him, his arm slides around your waist, yanking you back against his chest.
"Wait a second. You haven't shown me everything you're offering." His lips brush the shell of your ear. The muscles of your stomach contract as a wave of lust rises from inside you. He spins you to face the mirror and roughly tugs down your tank and bra until one of your tits is completely exposed. The sudden cool air on your red puckered nipple has you gasping and pushing your ass against what feels like a long, thick cock.
"Don't you think your favorite client deserves some special treatment after the way you've been teasing?"
Both of you watch in the mirror as his fingers push into the skin on your chest, dragging them down slowly. He roughly kneads your breast until he catches your nipple, pinching it between two fingers before giving it a hard tug. Moaning, you grind against him harder.
"I'll ask him when he comes in," you say, trying to sound cool, and unaffected, but your words come out in a breathy rasp. His eyes flash, and you know you've hit the mark. He turns you, cupping your chin with one hand while the other cradles the back of your head.
"Careful, Doll, brats get spanked."
Then his mouth is on you, tongue delving inside, desperate and possessive. He backs you up against the wall-mounted station under your mirror, lifting you onto it, sending bottles and tubes of hair products crashing to the floor. His mouth stays on yours while his busy hands yank down the other side of your bra, his palms overflow with your supple tits, handling you roughly, riding the border of pleasure and pain. He stops without warning, yanking off the cape and loosening his belt before taking a seat in the styling chair directly in front of you.
"Show me your cunt." He says it casually, still playing the game. Slowly you start rocking side to side working your skirt up your thighs, not stopping until it's around your hips, all the while keeping your eyes on his.
"No panties? You really want to get fucked, don't you?"
Not answering, you bring a hand to your breast, rolling your nipple and whimpering softly. He adjusts the hard length that's straining against his tight jeans.
"You're not following directions. I told you to show me your cunt." Dropping your breast to hold on to the edge of the narrow worktop, you spread your legs for him, your glistening pussy on the counter's edge. He moves forward in the chair, two of his fingers sliding between your wet folds. He spreads the slick moisture all over your bare pussy. Your head falls back as he plays, your entrance throbbing, aching to be filled. His hand disappears, returning with a light smack on your pulsing clit.
"Fuck," you moan. The smirk returns to his face, knowing he just won. "Did you work like that all day? Your naked cunt barely covered? Walking around like a slut?" His hand comes down on you again. First, you yelp then you start babbling.
"No, Eddie. I took them off for you. Just you."
"Well then, I better take what's mine." His face dives between your legs, eating you like he's starved. The wet noises are so loud you can hear them over your panting. His nose bumps your clit as he licks and slurps and fucks you with his tongue. He sucks your clit as two fingers slide in and out of your needy hole.
"You're getting tight, Sweetheart. Are you gonna come?"
"Yes, Eddie. Fuck, I'm so close. You're gonna make me come so hard."
A sob escapes your mouth when he pulls back, leaving you on the edge of orgasm. He leans back in his chair.
"You think it's that easy? That I'm just gonna give it to you? You've got to work for it, Baby." He pops the button on his jeans and lowers the zipper. He pushes his pants down enough for his red leaky cock to spring up toward his belly. "You're gonna come riding my dick, and I'm going to watch." Sliding off the station, you remove your skirt with shaking hands while you drip down your thighs. "Ah, ah. Lose the rest too." He watches as you unclasp your bra, letting it slide off before pulling your tank over your head. If you weren't so needy, you might be shy being naked with him fully clothed except for his veiny cock dribbling cum from the slit. Licking your lips, you can almost feel him in your throat. You want him so badly. Noticing your stare, he pats his lap. "Next time, Baby. Come slide that pretty pussy onto my dick." Turning your back to him, you watch in the mirror as he helps you onto his lap, spreading your legs so you can watch his cock disappear into your pussy. He groans as you slide down his length, taking him so deep he bumps your cervix. The stretch makes you feel full and completely drunk. Using the armrests for leverage, you start bouncing on his cock.
"Not so fast." His hands move to your hips, trying to slow your motion.
"Eddie. I need to come. Please. I need it so bad." You slam yourself up and down on his cock, whining and pleading for release.
He wraps an arm around your middle and stands, pressing you forward. Reaching out, you grab the edge of the station as he fucks you from behind. His hand comes down hard, reddening your ass.
"You'll get to come when I say so. I'm the client, remember?"
He slows the pace, moving steadily with intentional force. Heavy balls slapping your slippery pussy with every thrust. It's not enough; your body is a live wire, and you can feel your pulse beat in your clit.
"Move your hands onto the mirror. I want to see your tits when I'm fucking you."
He stops long enough for you to place your palms on the cool glass. The reflection ratchets up your desire. Hair a mess, pupils blown out, parted swollen lips, beads of sweat running down your neck. And Eddie, black eyes, lip caught between his teeth, the look on his face letting you know you're about to get fucked into oblivion. Then he starts to move. The new angle has him hitting that spongy spot inside you, making you curse and cry out while stars burst behind your eyes. His fingers dig into the flesh of your hips as he pounds into you, his eyes watching your tits bounce with every hard thrust.
"Good Girl. Look at you taking my cock." He slaps a hand onto your breast and pinches your nipple. Your inner muscles clench around him. "Fuck. I'm gonna cum in this tight cunt." His fingers finally make their way to your aching clit, rubbing you hard and fast. The muscles in your legs tremble as you finally start climbing toward your peak.
Yes, Eddie. I want it. Please." A fluttering starts inside you, moving fast towards the edge. "Of course you do. Fucking take it. Take. It. In. Your. Fucking. Cunt." He groans out each word from his clenched jaw, punctuating them with a violent thrust pushing you against the mirror. His hot cum fills you as you scream his name tipping over the edge. He breathes hard in your ear, holding you up. Tremors wrack your body as you come and come, harder than you ever have before. Unable to hold yourself up anymore, your hands slide down the mirror until you reach the worktop of your station, resting your head on your crossed arms while you come down. He slides out of you with a hiss before tucking himself in his pants. He's still catching his breath as he zips up and fastens his belt. With your eyes still closed, ass still in the air, you whimper into your arms as he parts you with thumbs watching his cum drip out every time you tighten up.
"Put me down for the same time next month."
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#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#joe quinn#very smutty#extra smutty#stranger things fanfiction
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Final chapter of I’m not boring is out! Bummed that this one is done but also, yay! This is the college AU with cranky baseball coach Katsuki and dorky college professor Izuku. Incredibly self indulgent smut hahaha
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***POSTED 16 CHAPTERS AT ONCE***
***SMUTTY LESBIAN X READER FIC***
***SHAMELESS ADULT CONTENT***
#ao3#x reader#gxg smut#smut#fanfic#smutty#explict#very smutty#gxg#love triangle#shameless#cersei lannister x reader#sansa x reader#daenerys x reader#margaery x reader
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NH Month 2022 Day 25: Hokage & First Lady
Any Way You Desire/First Lady Needs A Break- EXTREMELY NSFW One-Shots. My smuttiest works to date, proceed with caution!
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let’s say, hypothetically, I had a completely unhinged, ridiculously h word, kind of angry Sammy blurb ready to post tonight. would anyone be interested? lol
#i think i got a little carried away#very smutty#oops not sorry though#having a serious sammy moment
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