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#x gn reader smut
ramayah · 2 years
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personal trainer | itto aritaki
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GENRE. smut + fluff
CW. public sex, gn!reader, belly bulge, mentions of blood, praise kink, anal [not mentioned but spit is used as lube], top!itto/bttm!reader, pet name usage, perv!itto, itto being an overall, mentions of ‘ rut ’ [this is NOT a/b/o]
NOTES. wrote this on a whim [aka, not proof read 🤷🏽]— anyways, the paragraphs that are BOLDED [paragraphs ONLY] are itto's imagination.
WC. & TAGS; 2.2k & @asukases [call me 💕]
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Sweat dripped down your body, groans and muffled whimpers left your trembling lips. For four [4] hours, you’d been working with your–somewhat–new personal trainer and long-time best friend, Itto Aritaki.
An absolute ripped man with the body of a Greek god was your best friend and trainer; how lucky could you be?! He wasn’t your trainer because you thought of your body in a negative light, you are absolutely stunningly gorgeous, but it was a New Years Resolution. A promise, even if it was to yourself, is one you'll never break. Even if it was in a drunken state.
“ You're doing great, [name]!” Itto complimented, handing you a icy bottle of water, “ We only have a few more to do today and you’ll be set until our next session!” His sharp toothed smile, his kind words, and all his efforts were more than enough to motivate you.
The two of you were on the more remote side of the gym, not to far from the public’s eye and surely not too close. It’s the perfect spot, in both of your opinions.
Itto was stood a few feet away from you, arms crossed over his chest with his hands curled. He watched intently at how you gripped the steel bar with strength—if only you did him like that. Rest assured, he’s much thicker than that bar. He’d be thrilled to see you try and wrap your whole hand around the base of his cock, your dainty hands trying your best just to get him all aroused as you kitten licked him tip. It’d be the most heart pounding sight ever.
God, his imagination could go so many places.
Your intoxicating smell wafted through the area where you two were set—what if.. you smelled like him? Every single day you came in? Would the other gym members stop asking you out? Stop asking if you had a lover or if you were married? Itto’d make you all his, with just his scent. The possibilities were endless, universal. Itto’s lingering gaze traveled farther than he intended it two; just like always. He stared at your thighs—your thick, sweaty thighs. What if he gripped them so tightly that you'd whimper any time that he would caress your thighs? That'd be lovely, absolutely charming.
The shorts your had on weren’t helping his growing situation, not in the slightest. It gripped around your waist, like his hands would, and it shaped your ass so carefully that he couldn’t do anything else but stare. Just to have the chance to grip your ass with his full strength in order to dig his nails into your skin and leave marks, he’d do anything—anything.
Without realizing, he had closed his eyes and started to chew the inside of his cheek.
“ Itto!” You'd cry, your wrists bound together by his large hand, his other hand held a deadly grip on your hip while his nails clawed into your skin. The burning sensation made tears stream down your face. “ Itto, please!– I can't take it anymore!” He'd then shove your face down into the pillow on order to muffle your whines, pleads, and begs for him to stop or slow down. Without any hint of mercy, he slammed his hips against against your body. Loving the way you clenched onto him so tightly as if you didn't want him to leave the warmth of your body. Shaking thighs, messy face and hair, trembling breathing pattern, scratches and scars showcasing his imprint on you; everything about this situation was so.. beautiful. Absolutely stunning.
Before realizing it, again, you had grabbed his hand and were dragging him into the bathroom closet near the both of you. A question came from him: “ What– Aren't we working out?” He was confused why you had taken him to the bathroom.
It was confused about what you meant by ‘situation down south’. Then, you pointed a finger towards his baggy shorts and made him look down. “ Oh.. oh! Oh.” Itto gulped down the non-existent clog on his throat that didn't allow him to speak for the quiet ten to fifteen-ish seconds that you two both endured. “.. my phone,” he croaked, “ it's my phone, heh, might need to check some messages!” Itto started with a shimmy, then a fast sprint to the biggest stall; his breathing pattern was shaky, unlike usually.
You felt bad. Was it because of you? Surely it wasn’t; Itto didn't think of you that way. And of he did, 0% chance he did, he would've told you so. He’s very straightforward, he always told what was on mind. So he would tell you so, correct?
You walked up to the stall after hesitating for a few minutes and knocked on it. “ I can, uhm, help you.” Then you quickly added, “ Only if you'd like me too! No.. no pressure.” Because what if he said no? That would be awkward, it definitely be awkward.
No response. Not a single breath allowed itself out of Itto’s; his little [huge] situation was was all because of you, no one else. Therefore, you were obligated to help. Is he right or is he right?
Itto heard the sound of your running shoes retracing your steps back to the entrance before a plead came out of his throat: “ I'd like for you to help me, [name].. please.” The painful feeling if his cock throbbing was too much to handle with just his hands.
—♡—
You were on your knees as Itto’s large hands were grasped on the back of your head, gripping on your loose hair. Your hands, however, were both gripped around his cock, jerking off whatever your mouth couldn't fit. Your tongue laid flat against his curved cock, bobbing your head against his cock and feeling of it hitting the back of your throat was more than enough for tears to start pricking at your eyes. You gagged each time it hit the back of your throat; but your throat felt like heaven. So tight and wet, God. It was better than he ever could've imagined.
But he wanted more; so much more.
Itto's hands that were planted firm on the back of your head shoved your mouth further on his dick, making you take it all down your throat. Gags were all he heard came from you; but he didn't care. Not one bit. It was your fault and he was sure to make you pay.
A slurred ‘Itto, please’ came out when he finally released you after his cum was down your throat. His cock was covered in saliva. The lingering taste of his cum was on your tongue; little drops of it mixed with your spit dripped down your chin. Your hair was messy and loose, your eyes were bloodshot and your face was covered in multiple streaks of tears. It was such a pretty sight for Itto; a very, very pretty sight.
The grip you had on his thighs made him realize what he had just done. “ I’m– I’m sorry!” he cried as he grabbed your hands and helped you to your feet. The mess that was smeared all over your face was carefully wiped away with tissues that Itto had on hand. Itto’s index finger carefully wiped your lips in a slow paced manner, trying so hard not to stare at them; but he failed.
After nervously biting your lower lip, an inquiry came from you: “ Do you want to kiss me?” It came out as a whisper; nothing that was truly meant to be heard by Itto's ears, but you couldn't help it. You wanted to kiss him, so badly. Which shouldn't make your nervous after the ‘agreement’ between you two.
“ Yeah, really badly.”
—♡—
One thing leg to another and here you two were: your back pressed up against the stall door, your legs wrapped around Itto’s waist with your pants and underwear long discarded, leaving your with your shirt and socks on. Itto on the other hand held the underside of your thighs with his nails digging into flesh. He now wore a loose ponytail with some strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.
“ Fuck, you're tight.” Itto hissed before bitting his lower lip. You were so tight around him that he felt like he’d snap.
Small sobs came from you as he tried his best to slowly ease himself into you; “ It’s not gonna—hic – fit! It’s too big!” You sobbed and whined, cock twitching at the fact he was intruding on your insides so painfully. It made your thighs tremble, it was hard to keep them open for him, but you had to. It felt so good but so painful. Itto started to press kisses against your shoulder, neck, and face. “ Calm down..” He whispered against your neck, he wasn't even halfway in. Itto was a good 9.5 inches, and with only the tip in it would surely take some time for him to fit himself fully inside of you.
“ Ah–” You choked on your own voice when he shoved himself fully inside of you; you could feel his cock twitching inside of you. Shaky, reluctant breaths left your trembling lips as your pressed your hands to his chest, “..don’t move.” You whispered, trying your best not to let out the cry that wanted to erupt from your throat. “ I’ll wait until you’re ready,” Itto whispered while pressing kisses on your shoulder blade in an attempt to calm you down.
You stayed in that position for a while, trying to stop your legs from trembling. It too a few exhales and inhales for you to finally let out a quiet ‘ you can move’. Itto almost didn't hear it. Whilst nesting his head in the crook of your neck [on your shoulder blade-ish], he started with slow paced movements and set a rhythm for himself to follow.
Soft whimpers came from you as you tried your best to stabilize yourself; “ Itto, Itto, Itto..” You whispered, toes curling at the painful grip he has on you. “ Oh, God.” You mumbled, cock twitching as you started to feel euphoria from how his dick twitched slightly against your walls, not even you knew you were so sensitive. “ Oh, Itto—” A sharp hiss came from you once he started to move faster; hushed groans started to come from him.
“ God, baby, mmm..” You bit your lower lip from the euphoric feeling that was starting to grow in the pit of your stomach. “ You feel so good, [name]– so, so good.” Itto huffed whilst thrusting his hips upwards repeatedly. “ Oh God, fuck–” Hushed cries came from you; not purposefully, but due to the immense pleasure, and other than cum, it was all you could produce. “ [name], [name], [name]–” Itto's ragged breathing, the way he grinded himself against you, the way he fit and twitched so great inside of you— it was more than enough to get you riled up.
Ropes of cum spouted from you cock, covering your skin and Itto's shirt.
“ Wha– What're you doing?!” You truthfully thought that by you cumming, he would come as well. Dumb idea. Truthfully, it was a dumb idea. He carefully dropped your legs and turned you around with your face pressed up against the door. “ God, you're pretty. Seems like you're missing my cock all ready.” You could hear the cocky tone in his voice, but you didn't say anything because you knew he was right. Itto rubbed his dick against your hole, groaning at how god you felt against him. “ Fuck, fuck.. You're perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
Itto eased his tip inside of your twitching hole for a second time, a loud, exasperated gasp mixed with a sigh came from you.
He didn't waste time and fucked you like an animal in his rut. “ [name], oh god, [name]!” Itto half moaned, half breathed against you neck. It felt so much better than his dreams. So, so much better. Tears started to stream down your face once his cum has started to fill your insides. “ God,” Itto huffed out, check heaving up and down while pressed up against your back. “ Haah, ah..” You breathed, holding onto the stall door trying to get your thighs from trembling.
“ Oh, God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean– well, I did mean to do ‘this’–” Itto said, referring to the earlier non-accident, “ But I didn't mean to make you such a mess; I'm sorry.”
You grabbed Itto’s hands, placing them on your hips as you leaned into his chest.
“ One more— one more time, please.”
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sweetheartmotives · 10 months
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🍻•°Yandere Bartender°•🍻
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Desc and possible Tw:
I wanted to explain and expand more on my first fic of Micah, But It made a bit of a turn! I do Plan to make more of them, so feel free to request.
[Micah is suggested to be male-bodied in this. But they use They/Them!]
Yandere themes, Jealousy, manipulation, consideration of cutting off friends, Sexual themes, Dubcon, use of sexual drugging (aphrodisiac), foreplay, and fingering.
Let me know if I missed any!
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It was a Saturday night, and your friends had invited you to go out with them. You accepted the offer, I mean you had nothing else to do anyways. What's the worst that could happen?
Bartender wanting to kidnap u 🫠
You all rode in an Uber. You all knew it was reckless to drink and drive. In the backseat of the car, you and your friends are discussing your options for bars or clubs. You decide to visit the recently opened, more modern bar. It's widely popular on social media, especially for Its bartenders, but also for the beverages.
One of your friends started gushing about the bar's extremely attractive bartenders, and how they could potentially score a date or a hookup tonight.
Another friend chimed in to remind them that you were all only there for drinks, As you all had work in the morning. After you decide, You tell the Uber driver to head there. After a 20-minute drive, you all finally show up.
You and your friends get out of the car, while one of them pays and tips the driver. After your friend is done, you all head in. The bar was pretty calm for a Saturday night. You and one friend went to find seats as the others went to look at the online menu.
You eventually find a spot at the bar counter. You all sit down, Chatting it up with each other, Your friend quietly gushes over one of the bartenders. "Wow… look at his muscles.. I want him to strangl- " Your friend was cut off by a different Bartender.
"Hey, what can I get you all tonight?" They were charming, You had to admit it. You and another friend had ordered a very popular drink you both saw on the bar's social media, It was a pretty sunset color.
"Ah, good choice, that's one of my favorites" The Bartender flashed you a smile as they handed you your drink, You smile back. You and the Bartender started chatting, They told you their name, Micah.
"What's your name? Of course, if you don't mind me asking that is." They talked so smoothly. It was nice, you liked it. "(Name), Nice to meet you" you say politely.
"(Name).." They said, trying the name out. "Your name is as pretty as you, You know that?" They give you a wink
Micah serves you and your friends drinks, as well as they flirted with you the entire night.
You don't remember a lot. But you do remember the bartender, Micah, helping you and your friends into the Uber. Your friend was flirting with them, They didn't sound very interested.
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A week and 2 days later (〃´▽`)
You and your friends go out for drinks again, you've had a long week and your friends convinced you. What's the harm? As soon as you get there, Micah calls out to you, They saved you and your friends seats at the bar counter.
"Heyyyy! I saved yall seats." They point to the closest seats possible to them, As They flashed their signature charming smile.
You and your friends sit down, Micah immediately starts talking with you. They start Complimenting you and say such nice things that you just can't help but blush.
"Thank you Thank you!" Your face is warm, and from what you can tell, it's all red.
Micah smiles, then they bite their lip. Hearing you repeat thank you makes them feel some type of way..
"Truly, it's my pleasure to make such a beautiful individual feel good." They meant physically and mentally. But still, they took you and your friend's orders. After they get done, They ask you the million-dollar question.
"So.. Are you free this Friday?" As soon as they say this they slide you your drink and give you a wink.
"Yeah, Why?" You know why, you act like you haven't been flirting left and right over [Social media] or at least you hope their gonna ask you THAT question..
Switching to Micahs pov:
(The rest of the fic is in their pov!)
"There's a new restaurant downtown, Care to join me?" They say very nonchalantly. Inside they are nervous as hell. What if you say no?? Or worse.. What if you have a SECRET PARTNER THEY DIDN'T FIND OUT ABT?
"Of course." You say it so smoothly.. They can't hide their excitement.
"Wonderful! Let me make you another drink, Don't worry I'll pay." They're holding the urge to squeal. They were so happy you said yes! But.. They have to keep up the "I'm chill and charming" act. Which they are those things but not at this very moment.
Cut to your little date (*ゝω・*)
Micah was waiting for you outside of your home. You gave them permission to pick you up, I mean they already knew your address so it wouldn't have been a problem anyways.
They were listening to;
Five Nights at Freddy's By The Living TombStone.
Micah turned it down as soon as they saw you approaching, You looked stunning. Micah couldn't find the right words to say, They unlocked the car and you hopped In the passenger side.
"You look absolutely stunning, my dear." They took note of how you giggled and blushed.
"Thank you! You look nice as well" They loved when you complimented them, it made them feel so nice.
"Ready to go?" They got lost in your eyes. So beautiful.. they finally snapped out of it when they heard you repeat your question "Ah. Yes my dear my apologies it's hard not to get lost in your eyes."
They start the car and you both head off to the Restaurant! Hehe they love you sm~ (*≧ω≦)
You both arrive, They open the car door for you. How Honorable, Such a charmer am I right? :) They also open the restaurant door for you, You both walk in and they talk to the host. As soon as they've done that, you both head to your reserved spot.
You both head to the 4th floor, via elevator. You find your spot which is by the window and you sit down. It has a beautiful view, the city lights are so pretty at night. Micah sits across from you, Monika posing.
They finally speak up. "How do you like the view? It took a lot of looking for this seat, But it's worth it, right?" They truly wonder if this spot is to your liking. "Yeah, it's very pretty. Thank you!" They nod. "It's no problem, dearest. Anything for you ♡"
A little later after you've ordered your drinks (ノ∀\*)
You chat about regular things. Work, hobbies, music taste, pets, etc. The waiter comes by your table with your drinks and takes your orders.
"I'll have The Beef Wellington." The waiter nods and writes down Micah's order. "I'll have the [Your order]" "It'll take 25 minutes." With that, the waiter walks away.
You two continue to chat. More about family, possible pets, what future you want, etc.
"I wanna have a spouse, Someone that will be mine til death." Micah said with confidence.
They're referring to you, reader :3
"[What future you want], It's ideal to me." Micah nods at that.
After a little while, your food arrives. You Both thank the waiter and dig in. "So dearest, Do you like your food?" Micah questions, You nod. "Yeah, I'm really glad I got this." You say enthusiastically. "I'm glad you like it, dearest."
After your both done eating, Micah pays and tips the waiter. You both leave and they open the car door for you, You happily get in. Micah gets in as well, they start the car and you both leave.
Their very very happy, They turn on music and you both happily sing along with the lyrics!
After the long drive;
They drop you off at your home. They're very, very happy. You told them you were pleased with the Date, and you were excited to have another date with them sometime.
They jerked it to you as soon as they got home 😭
After a few more dates and hangouts, You started dating; Micah at the start of the relationship They got more touchy and cuddly, they always asked for your opinion, you were allowed to go out, and you could move freely without someone always at your hip, It was pure bliss. suddenly after 5 months of dating, Micah became so possessive and passive-aggressive towards your friends.
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"Dearest, must you go out with them? You went out with them last Friday! I don't have work today, silly!" Micah said, now sitting up on the couch.
You had been dating for 8 months, and they convinced you to move in with them. "Mic, I haven't gone out with my friends in 2 weeks.." You sighed "Am I that bad to be around, Dearest?" Micah sighed and started pouting.
"No of course not mic.. It's just my Friends have been blowing up my phone asking to hang out. I love being around you, seriously!" You gently smile to Reassure them.
Dramatic sigh Micah started to pout again. They dramatically close their eyes and fall back onto the couch. "Dearest, I just don't get it. you guys can go out when it's not my day off! Please just stay with me.." Micah started to beg now. They were seriously considering making you cut your friends off. "Mic." You say sternly, Making direct eye contact with their closed eyes.
"My friends want me to go out. I'm gonna go out with them!" You explain. "I feel bad enough that I have to cancel 90% of our plans just to hang out with you" You deeply sigh, obviously annoyed with their "Don't leave me!" Attitude.
"Please, dearest.. I really.. really.. wanna take our relationship to new levels.." Micah sits up and looks at you, all needy.
"..Mic why tonight? The night I wanna go out with my friends?" You question "I just feel like it.. Dearest pleaseeee" Micah starts to whine and beg
What a manipulator! >:(
Micah clings and begs you the entire time you get ready. They ask you to eat something, just before you go, You agreed.
Micahs in the kitchen, humming and happily skipping while trying to find the chocolates they got you.. When you look at your phone, texting your friend, They switch the regular chocolate out with the aphrodisiac chocolate. They come back and hand you the chocolates. The chocolates are switched into a different packaging, so you won't be suspicious. Unless you already are?
"Here you go, dearest.. You look so stunning, don't go around looking for other partners!" They give you a wink. You and Micah chat as you sit on the couch.
You eat the drugged yummy chocolate they gave you! Why the rush, reader? :)
You talked for 30 minutes.. during that time you felt so warm and fuzzy inside. So.. Turned on.. Micah noticed you shifting around awkwardly, The chocolates actually worked!
Micah doesn't waste any time, They scooted over to you and started to kiss you. Eventually, They move you onto their lap and you both start to make out.
You're drooling, it's so messy. They have you suck onto their fingers, then they pull down your bottom clothing and underwear with one hand. Micah's fingers come out of your mouth with a wet Pop! They move their fingers to your hole, as they sloppily kiss you again. They push one in, and then another. "Mmmm!" You let out a surprised moan at the sudden feeling.
You do foreplay for God knows how long.. you've long forgotten about your friends. All of your clothes are fully off;
Suddenly, you're bouncing on Micah's lap. They can't seem to control themselves. Up and down.. so fast.. Your moaning and grunting, Micah's just teasing your nips.
Micah still has their clothes on, just their pants unbuttoned. They hold your hip as you bounce. You're drooling and moaning, their pace is so fast. It's mind-numbing..
"Good.. you're doing so well dearest. See? We could have fun here, I told you so~" Micah starts to be rougher, Practically slamming into you. "Ah! Nghhh~" you moan, You can't help it.. "What's wrong dear? Am I going too fast?~ Too bad. You wanted to leave me all alone, while I was so needy for you! You deserve punishment.." Micah kept teasing and degrading you. Things along the lines of, "Beg for forgiveness" to "Your sooo needy~"
"Sorry, sorry, m'sorry! No more! Ahh~ ahh~ ahh!~" Micah only giggles at this. They start purposely going faster, just to hear your cute little whimpers.
"Dearest..~ Are you really sorry?" They talked so smoothly, and their voice Deepened. "Yes.. yes.." You say in-between loud moans. "That's what I thought.. Okay. I forgive you. Hold on tight dearest~" Micah starts to go faster and deeper inside you.
You're screaming and moaning their name. Finally, They release a hot, warm load inside you. With one final scream-moan of their name, you cum.
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Excuse my handwriting haha! Anywho, I procrastinated because of the smut and general writing of the fic! I struggled with it greatly, I cringed at the thought of Someone reading it, But i'm just saying to myself "go for it!" Sorry if it's bad or confusing I do apologize!
I hope you enjoyed reading, as I procrastinated and enjoyed writing it!! (*>∇<)
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sin-sidejob · 9 months
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Glenn Dolphman x GN Reader
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warnings: NSFW, 18+, MINORS DNI, gender-neutral pronouns with no talk of sexual anatomy for the insert beyond having a hole and them grinding against their hand, monster fucking technically, oral, blowjob, oral male receiving, soft smut, unprotected oral, fish dick, a literally prehensile dolphin-man mutant penis (WHY DO I WRITE FOR Y'ALL — I say while this is willing and of my own volition) content: as said above, so said below. Fish penis. Also, this was supposed to be a short set of headcanons that evolved far away from me. VERY far away from me lmao
He’s learned to give, to press the blunt end of his nose to your clit while fucking you with his tongue, using his webbed hands to pry your legs and keep them apart as they lay over his shoulders while he plays with you. 
Glenn’s gotten good at it. At pleasing you until you're crying and incoherent, reduced to tears and a heaving chest as you struggle to catch your breath, orgasms wrenched out of you pliantly, manually in earnest. Taking care of you is second nature, something he takes pride in. It’s the receiving he’s not used to. 
Before the surgery, he had no issues with receiving head, or sex in general, but after the operation, he struggled with it all, reduced to overwhelming insecurity that infested his first marriage, his conscious, forever lurking in his mind.
Getting him to trust you, trust that you won’t laugh at him, won’t grow disgusted with the sight of him takes time. The first few times you have sex with him at all are in darkness, the lights off as you feel and touch instead of see. 
He always focuses on you with lights on, claiming that something so pretty needed to be seen — Glenn always retracts his words saying he means it for you, but not for him. And you try to be understanding, but you love him, and you love all of him. 
You finally manage to get him alone, back home early from a half day at work, getting a bit too invested as he feels you up with his hands to realize you’ve planned something, biting up his neck and raking your nails down his back until he’s lax and just melted enough in your hold to not question your wandering hands as they undo his belt and begin lowering his pants the slightest fraction, dragging them down until his bulge props out, resting atop his open fly and beneath his belly, straining his boxers that have darkened the slightest bit, precum soaking through the worn plaid of the fabric.
“Baby,” he’s drawling, accent about as thick as he is, eyes peering down at you as your hand squeezes at his backside where the flesh of his hip leads to his ass, making him groan, nearly growling, darkly as he glares at you for a brief second, “what’re you doin’?” 
“Treatin’ you right, tryna’ make you feel good,” you murmur, smoothing your hands up and down his sides until you glide one across his belly, atop the surface of his white tank, and slowly breach your hand beneath the waistband of his boxers, resting at his pelvis patiently in case he rejects, “If that’s okay?” 
You blink up at him, patient and concernedly scanning for any sort of rejection or apprehension. It's that care you give him, so openly and unabashedly, that makes him so weak at the knees for you.
He struggles, blinking for a moment before relaxing into you and nodding, kissing your temple before letting you press against his neck once again. Glenn barely, if ever, struggles to give into you.
“S’okay, just —" he hesitates, looking between the both of you before meeting your gaze, "be kind?” 
You coo, murmuring something soft akin to an "always," fawning over him and how gentle he can be for you, smoothing your hands underneath his shirt across his belly, through the sparse hair across his chest, and back down to linger at his pelvis once more, giving him time to back out before you drift lower, feeling coarse hair against your fingers before you manage to wrap around the base of him, unable to connect your fingers at all. 
Glenn’s felt your touch on him before, having your much smaller hands handle him before you settle atop his dick, but never when your touch and attention are solely devoted to him. 
It's entirely different, and it leaves him gasping in weak, deep breaths that you feel against your touch, in tune with how he twitches in your palm, shaking as you slowly squeeze at the base of him and shift your hand up, allowing your other hand to lower his boxers down to the middle of his thighs so you could openly stare and watch what you do to him. 
“S-sweet Jesus, gonna’ cum just from that.” He’s groaning, feeling you lick a stripe up the side of his throat as you squeeze again, one hand cupping his balls while the other just barely shifts your palm around him — you're being ever so gentle, and it’s driving him up a wall. 
“Don’t go ruining the fun now, I’ve just started,” you trail off, pressing kisses to his sweat-slick skin before you pull off and part, stepping back in a way that makes him fear you’ve changed your mind. You ease him though as you sink down onto your knees, peering up at him beneath your lashes and looking as wicked as sin as you do so, even more as you press a kiss to the weeping head of his cock and relish in how he squirms. 
“Can I please you, big guy? Wanna’ taste you.” 
You’re blinking up at him, still pumping the part of his dick’s base that you can fit in your hand, and its the prettiest sight he’s seen in a long while. The way you want him, crave him, need him as he is now. Glenn tenderly cups the side of your head with his palm, wary of his nails and how sharp they can be, as he nods and gives you assurance to continue. 
“Go ahead baby, s’fine.” 
You immediately wrap your lips around his swollen cockhead and suck. Hard. Hard enough to draw a near whine out of him and send his other hand clutching at the wall, white-knuckling once your tongue tenderly laps at the precum drooling from him. You hum as you watch him, eyes wide and glassy as you taste him finally and get what you want. He's saltier, no more than expected, but he tastes better with how much you've waited for it to grace your tongue.
Watching, you see his breath quicken and how he cranes his neck, arching his head back the first time you swallow around him, hollowing your cheeks and sucking hard
“Fuck, right there baby, doin’ so well,” he’s cursing and sighing all in the same breath before he returns his gaze down to you and sees you swallow around his length before taking him in further, gagging loudly as the head of his cock brushes at the back of your throat and it twitches, writhing against your tongue, prehensile nature rocking back as you feel it slide against your tongue. 
It feels so different from how it moves between your legs, wriggling against your walls until it fits snug and tight just before he fucks you so hard your legs give out. But now? As you bob your head, taking him down your throat as your fist pumps around the literal half of him that you couldn’t take, you can feel the drool and spit drip down your widely-spread lips and trail down your chin, dripping over your neck and chest as you feel his hips shake, struggling to not buck into you. 
You leave his balls untended until you realize he won't give in, won't use you as you want him to, fuck your mouth in earnest. That's when you tug, fondling them in your palm while you hollow your cheeks again and get him folding.
It's hard to breathe around him, stuttered inhales and exhales through your nose as you choke around him happily, but he pulls you off after he thrusts harshly into the back of your throat and hears that wet, lewd gag you let out — hesitant to let you continue like that until he sees how blown out your pupils are and how you look up at him and dart your gaze between his face to down at his cock, where it drips the spit you've soaked him with, down his thighs to wet his boxers and down his balls to where they tense. There are dewy strings of spit and precome webbed between his dick and your gaping mouth, breaking apart once you wipe your lips off with the back of your hand, cocking your head back to look up at him.
"Why'd you stop," you croak, voice already hoarse as you breathe shakily, wanting to get back to having your mouth around him until you can swallow him down. You stare at him, wondering if he needed a break, shifting on your knees.
“Thought I was choking you, got’ya off —“ and you’re giggling before you can help yourself let alone have him finish a sentence, and you pat his thigh before scooting closer on your knees, readjusting.
“Glenn honey, I wanna’ choke on that dick until I can’t breathe. Wanna’ inhale you, how you smell, how you taste.”
You can hear him swallow, nearly cartoonish in how he gulps after hearing your words, flushing and staring at you with wide eyes.
“M’greedy baby,” you say, smoothing your hands over his thighs, keeping him warm and on edge still, watching his dick as it twitches for you, needing the relief you bring, “I want your all. Wanna’ choke on this thing and sound sick as hell whenever I speak the next few days knowing you fucked my throat like a little cocksleeve.”
He’s groaning and guiding your head back down to him, and you obediently part your lips and settle his twitching cock upon your waiting tongue, taking him deep into your mouth until the drooling head smears precome down your throat, making you huff through your nose as your eyes water. Glenn’s watching for your signs and signals in case you need to tap out, but you wave your hand and let him know to move, to fuck you.
He uses you instead.
Pistoning his hips back, he pulls out until the cockhead remained behind your slick, spit-soaked lips before thrusting back in and hitting your throat, repeating over and over as you relax and hum around him, a hand going to pump his shaft while the other curls back around his ass to guide the tempo and speeding things up, hollowing your cheeks and suckling as you feel him begin to shake and waver.
You smooth your hand around his ass after squeezing cheekily, nearly smiling around his dick before he glares and pointedly knocks back, making you gag around him as he feels your muscles contract, groaning out your name aloud as he tightens the hold he’s got on your head, cupping the side of it as he’s mindful of your hair.
You bob your head, flicking your tongue around the side to the prominent, pulsing veins and lap at them between thrusts, peering up at him as you feel your eyes water and overflow, tears joining the spit and cum that dribble down your face.
Glenn peers down at you, and groans weakly at the sight, raking his nails against the underside of your head below your hair, watching you drool over him so messily, beginning to take his thrusts easier as his hips flick back and forth
His hips stutter as he fucks your throat faster, muttering curses beneath his breath, stitching together praise for you with how he's nearly about to cum, going on about how your throat feels like a vice, doesn't wanna' leave your throat without painting it white and feeling you swallow all his cum.
It leaves you whining around him as your hand that was placed on his thigh sneaks down, wedged between your own legs as you grind against your fingers, pressing your digits to your soaked underwear and fucking yourself just barely as you suck Glenn off, almost smiling when he catches you.
"Gettin' off on this? That cock-hungry for me, little thing?" Glenn groans, eyeing you with blown-out pupils, getting a little cruel as he sees how much you like it, pressing your hips down into your hand as it cups your sex and that you're getting off on it, "choke on me, baby, you can take it. Be good for me and swallow." You pump him with your fist a few more times, gagging on him before feeling his balls tense up just before he cums, forcing you to take him a bit further down your throat as you swallow as much down as you can, feeling him shudder and waver around you before you clean him off with your tongue and tender mouth, licking clean your fingers as you rise on shaky legs to pull his pants and boxers back up.
His head is leaned back, eyes shut and still tender as you tuck him back into his boxers, opening his eyes to watch as you struggle to lift back up his jeans over his ass and bulge and attempt, moving to help you in your efforts as he lets out a breathy laugh, working them up his hips.
Glenn kisses you soundly, grunting once he tastes himself on your tongue, pulling back to see your glazed-over eyes and how achy your knees must be.
"C'mon sugar, let's get you off your legs," he guides you onto the couch, chuckling when you immediately crawl into his lap once he settles down beside you, letting out a huff once you adjust against his waist, "You good?" "Mhmm," you hum, voice rough to a laughable pitch, truly sounding sick, pressing your face against his neck "you enjoy that?"
Glenn huffs another laugh, smoothing his large palm down your back as he presses his head atop yours.
"You sure made a memorable first."
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adrians-ass · 1 year
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Introduction Post
I’m going to try to include as much as I can here. My name is Adrian,I am a transgender male who is bisexual. I am a MLM/NBLM blog. The only references to female genitalia or pronouns will be on posts involving female or AFAB readers and characters. I’m an xreader blog. I will write for lots of fandoms, if your fandom isn’t on my list, dm me and ask about it. I’ve probably just forgotten to add it. Will write fluff, smut, angst, yandere, mostly everything.
Smut, must give me kinks do work with and what to avoid, i don’t want to set anyone off
I get intense with yanderes so warnings will be posted
I will not write rape and underaged sex/romace
For yandere i will write things like physical harm, force feeding, kidnapping, killing, no regular self harm, water sports, etc if its not listed and I wont do it, ill tell you in dms and you can tell me what you’d like it to be replaced with
This list will be updated later with limits and such.
Requests must have a character, preferred pronouns and a prompt. If i’m feeling it that day I may accept an “*insert character * x reader” request. Women and fem presenting people are welcome but asked to not interact or fetishize.  This blog is for my fun, not a job, so posts may not be regular. I will do requests for art and multipages fanfic but that must be a commission.
Yes i draw good dw lol
Mainly will do head cannons and long one shots
Fandoms(more I forgot, just ask)
Arcane
Arcana
The Boy aka Brahms Heelshire
Resident Evil
The Walking Dead
MHA
Squid Game
Stardew Valley
Stranger Things (No Billy)
Moon Knight
Error143
Fnaf
Helluva Boss
Some Studio Ghibli
HunterxHunter (No Hisoka)
SPIDERVERSE
There are lots more that I don’t remember so just ask anything
I will also have a monster masterlist!
I’m very much a monster fucker, and I’ll do any monster. Will be arranged by genre, monster and gender.
Messages are open and please feel free to ask.
These masterlists will be separate and eventually I’ll have another blog, but you don’t get to know what its about until it’s up. :D
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chososlilprincess · 5 months
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Virgin Choso who doesnt know why he feels hot one day when he looks at you, something twitching in his pants and his face turns pink from…embarrassment? He doesnt understand these new feelings that come with having a human body, and he doesn’t know why he’s reluctant to ask someone about it. Not you atleast, he couldn’t ask you. What if you thought he was weird? or creepy? why does he even care? he’s never cared about silly things like what others think of him.
When he eventually confides in his younger brother Yuji, he tells him something he can’t pick whether is terrifying or exciting. “its normal bro, you just like her,” he tells him like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “and when you like somebody they often make you feel uh…horny,” Yuji said grinning. Choso gets more and more embarrassed as Yuji tells him the basics of the birds and the bees.
Now Choso was in his bed, rock hard in his underwear after thinking about you for a little too long. He thought of what Yuji told him to do when his cock starts feeling weird, he had to ‘jerk off’ which his brother had told him would ’help the ache in his dick but make his feelings for you worse’
Choso sighed and reached a hand down to touch his cock, not yet reaching into his underwear. He sucked in a breath, it was terribly sensitive. pathetic.
He thought about you as he rubbed himself with his hand, thought about how you look when you laugh, about your pretty fucking eyes. The prettiest ones he’d ever seen in his almost 200 years of living. He shudders, and when he looks down again there’s a wet spot forming in his underwear, right where his tip was placed.
He feels dirty, he feels like a pervert. Thinking about his pretty friend while doing something so nasty. It feels wrong. But he needs it, he craves it.
He reluctantly pulls down his boxers, watching as his cock springs up, and it hurts. He thinks of you again, about that one time you stumbled over your own feet, and put your pretty little hand on his chest so you wouldn’t fall.
He touches his tip and he whines. fuck. it’s red and sensitive and little beads of what he assumes is pre cum, leaks out.
He starts playing with himself, grasping his length softly and stroking it once. He lifts up his tshirt and puts it in his mouth, to not make too much noice. it feels so fucking good already.
He begins stroking it slowly. up and down, just doing what feels good. He spits in his hand and brings it back to his cock to continue jerking off. He whimpers.
He’s so desperate for you to like him, for you to touch him, for him to be yours. And for you to be his. He closes his eyes, and he pictures you next to him, your smaller hand replacing his own, stroking him, telling him you love him. He thinks about kissing your pretty lips, holding your cute face in his hands. He thinks about being inside you,
his dick twitches as he groans, spilling his sticky load on his stomach while his whole body shakes. He stares at his mess, breathing heavily while he comes down from his high.
fuck. He wants you so bad, he needs you.
and Yuji was right, the ache in his now softening dick is gone, but the ache in his heart only got worse.
part two here
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v1x3n · 1 month
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mellowwillowy · 7 months
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A Husband Duty (GN, NSFW)
Instead of another normal love making session, you ask him to do more to you (FIC, junkie reader, IMG., more in Husband...)
—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕
Yan! Husband who just loves you so much that it turns into another worshipping session instead of fucking you raw without any condom on.
Yan! Husband who just eats you out / gives you head nonstop until you are overstimulated, the whole bed is wet with your cum and drool, his boxer drenched in cum as he ruts himself against the bed sheet.
Yan! Husband whose fingers teased the insides of your clenching hole, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl and eyes roll to the back. Yes, just loll out your tongue and he'll take it for granted with his mouth, sucking and licking it while he relishes in the way you whine.
Yan! Husband who will actually cum undone just from lapping up your sweet nectar, drinking it all like a thirsty man who is lost in the Sahara desert.
Yan! Husband who refuses any of your attempts in giving him head, nuh-uh, he wants to focus on you and you only. He is already wetting his boxer with his cum, what more do you want? Splatter it all over your face and hair? He'd be so fine with just your hole ♡
Yan! Husband whose cock twitches so much when it is only the tip that enters you, imagine the whole thing filling you full and deep, he is already shaking from the ejaculation, cumming deep inside you. Do you think he is done as a '5 second, take it or leave it?'
Yan! Husband who has a questionable way of ejaculating but his stamina is not to be doubted. He will pound himself deep into you while his sperm paints your insides white. Every time he pulls out, the cum would immediately pool out from your hole only to be refilled with another. (Honestly, as expected from someone inhumane)
Yan! Husband who will not stop kissing you, be it your face, lip, body, or anything as long as it's you. Can you imagine the amount of hickeys you'll be waking up to? These will surely show the servants and others just how cherished you are in his hand.
Yan! Husband who will coax more of your sweet moans, pushing your limit further with every session you have with him, yes, he will fuck you till the sun rises if you can accommodate to him. The idea of it makes his cock twitches again, he needs to be clamped tight by you.
Yan! Husband who will not stop abusing your sex, pleasuring you with his fingers as he gives you a second stimulation while he is still hammering his cock into you.
"W-why, why do you have so much c-cum, in you-!?"
"I don't know dear, maybe it's because of you. You are driving me nuts every day!"
Yulian is such a healthy man ^^ how much litter does he have left to fill you up? Ah, the bulge... it's so arousing to see your stomach bulging with his cock and cum.
Yan! Husband, the King of Aftercare, bathing you with the finest body care, roses floating while his face nuzzled up in your neck. Please, don't do anything you will regret, you don't want him to hammer his cock into you again, the whole bathtub might be his cum instead!
Yan! Husband who kisses you to sleep, letting you rest after hours of fucking you dumb. It seems like the euphoria is gone and he has regained his sanity, evident from how he's thinking how to cover all these hickeys and bite marks.
Yan! Husband who presses his lip to all those marks, kissing it better while occasionally licking some.
Maybe he shouldn't help you cover it after all.
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youronlydarlin · 3 months
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Just Loser! Simon who's unknowingly a sex god
He says shit like "Did that feel good..?" everytime you two fuck. As if he didn't just give you the most back arching, toe curling, brain numbing orgasm of your life.
You'd be panting like a dog beneath him, eyes rolled to the back of your skull and still he'd be asking "How's that feel..?" Like sir. This isn't UberEATS, why do you keep asking that? Do you want five stars??
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toruslvt · 26 days
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Thinking about overstimulate Gojo Satoru, who keeps whimpering and trashing around saying "Slow down" or "too fast can't take it" which resulting us to tie his hands above his heads FSFSGAHGSHAJAKSJSJ
⋆ mdni. + gn!reader, riding satoru to tears. ‹3
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“stop being so whiney” you huff, struggling to contain the white haired erratic trashing underneath your body, straddling his hips. although you tell him to stop, you don’t really mean it, how could you when Satoru is a sight for sore eyes, all flustered, panting with those pretty puffy lips half open.
another whine comes out of him, looking up at you with pleading eyes, “feels so good, babe, I can’t think straight”
he continues, “slow down a bit, ple— a-ah, oh fuck...!” he cries, back arched and hands shaking, digging into the plush of your thighs, each smack of your ass on this milky thighs brings a sharp inhale of air to Satoru’s lungs, his cock twitching and drooling so much precum into your hole the sound is disgustingly loud.
if Satoru were to be honest, he doesn’t want you to stop, he’s too deep into the pleasure borderline in pain his mouth just splurts whatever words come to his brain, torn into slamming his hips up to fuck your pretty tight hole, or push you away and get a moment to breath and regain a bit of control. with your boyfriend there was no in between of him mercilessly fuckin’ you to tears, or you making him cry instead.
“stay still” you hiss, attempting to push his hands away from your hips, your waist, thighs, wherever his slender fingers found purchase.
yet all your words fall to deaf ears, “baby....! please, no more!” Satoru cries again, toes curling and almost kicking in the bed at the sublime, painful pleasure.
you curse low, considering the current situation was not going anywhere, so you slide back slightly, —continuing to bounce on his cock so hard Satoru’s groans and whines grew louder, blindly reaching for his eye bandages and struggling to wrap them around his wrists, and then to the headboard that rhythmically squealed under your movements.
“k-kinky” he croaks, an attempt of a laugh bubbling in his chest but quickly replaced by a loud moan, head tossed back as your hole sucked another orgasm out of the blue eyed spent cock.
“if you still have energy to joke around then you’re not fucked enough”
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ghouljams · 3 months
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König with a voice kink... He's so used to the screams of war, so used to the dull drone of responding to orders, that the first time you groan over a stiff shoulder he's gone. He thinks about your voice with a hand around his heavy cock, he records you talking and plays it back for himself. You don't even have to say anything sexy, he listens to you discussing plans and remembers the way you murmured praises in his ear. He finds some shitty editing software for his phone and starts splicing his secret recordings together, just to hear you say things you'd otherwise never let him hear. He's obsessed. Tries to make your recorded voice his alarm but wakes up hard one too many times and switches back to the normal blare.
He can't sit through meetings with you without his dick getting hard under the table. It's really your fault for sounding so sweet, for being such a break from the screaming. If you didn't look at him like that when you talked he wouldn't be in this situation. If you think about it this should be flattering, you can reduce a man of his stature to begging with a few words, can get him drunk on the noise you make. You could use this fact to your advantage, if König wasn't so determined to fuck you like a dog in heat at the first sign of your interest.
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teddybeartoji · 2 months
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gojo feels like he's gonna DIE if he doesn't get to kiss you after you've just swallowed his cum. he's instantly tugging you up or he's dropping down to his knees beside you (whichever is the fastest yk) and he's just on you. lips locked, heavy breathing; his hands are just fucking all over you. he's sucking on your tongue, moaning into your mouth at his own taste. he's such a freak<333333333333
and i think he gets even more turned on if you make fun of him for it a bit. call him disgusting or call him a perv and he's popping another boner<333333333333
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wwwbestgoredotcom · 1 month
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Francis Mosses NSFW A-Z ♡♡
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I love him <33
Reader is gn but has female anatomy.
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A-ftercare (What're they like after sex)♡
Very very tired. Everything he says afterwards is either slurred or murmured. Very cuddly tho. Will not let you go. Very sappy afterwards too; telling you he loves you and how pretty and perfect you were/are.
Takes him a second to do it but eventually gets up to get you some water while you go to the bathroom (always pee after sex!).
B-ody part (favorite body part on you & him)♡
On you, he loves your hands and lips. He holds your hand a lot during sex even if hes absolutely destroying you. And he loves your lips because he just likes kisses (and how they look wrapped around his dick). Between tits or ass tho, I think he'd prefer boobs (not pun intended). Even if their small, he looves them.
On him, he'd say his hands are his favorite. He likes the way the have so much effect on you. Like when he fingers you or grabs onto your hips or thighs or when he grabs your hand during sex.
C-um (anything to do w cum basically)♡
I think he'd prefer to cum on your stomach or ass. Though I do think he'd cum inside every once in a while. When you suck him off, he let's you take control of his dick tbh. If you want him to cum all over your face, then he will. If you want it in your mouth, then he will. If you want it on your boobs, he will. He just wants to please you fr.
D-irty secret ♡
I feel like he'd have plenty of them. A main one tho is that he's stolen one of your panties and jerked off with them before. He felt guilty afterwards so that was the only time he did that. The others are small enough for him to forget about it
E-xperience (his past experiences)
I feel like he had NO BITCHES before you came (tee hee) along. He was a quiet kid and just focused on himself, maybe had a couple gfs and intimate moments but you're probably the first "real deal" to come into his life in terms of love.
F-avorite position ♡
He'd like the classics. Like missionary, cowgirl, doggie, etc etc. He'd probably like missionary and cowgirl most. Missionary because of the intimacy. Cowgirl bc sometimes he wants some but he's tired (and boobs).
G-oofy (how serious/unserious are they during sex)♡
He's pretty in the middle. Sometimes he likes to slowly fuck you while you two have a normal conversations so sometimes there's jokes thrown in there. But if it's rougher/faster, he's more serious.
H-air (what kind of hair they got down there)♡
I think he trims it. Keeps it tame. He doesn't shave it clean tho, unless you tell him to, then he might. For the rest of his body, he does have some hair but not a lot.
I-ntimacy ♡
Oh this boy is INTIMATE. The kind of mf that looks at sex like "love-making" instead of just "fuck". Loves praising and listening to what you say. You say harder and he goes harder, you say slower and he goes slower, etc etc. Most of the sex you two have will most likely be when he's tired/half awake so all the praise and such are slurred in such a beautiful way yk.
J-ack off (how often does he jack off)♡
Other than what I said in the dirty secret section, he doesn't really do it anymore. Why imagine you when he has you right there?
K-inks ♡
Praise - he likes receiving and giving praise. He likes talking you through it, telling you how good you feel and how much he loves you.
Marking - he'd like to leave hickeys on you, not for a way to "claim" you, but just because he wants to and he likes your reaction to it when I sucks on your sweet spots.
Overstimulation - he likes to BE overstimulated. Sometimes he wants to keep going but his body doesn't or he's too tired so he just begs you to just ride him til he cries or passes out.
Nipple play - he likes to pinch and massage your boobs a lot. Even if you're not having sex, his hand lives on your boob. Most of your foreplay is him sucking and nibbling on your nipple, pinching your other one while he fingers you.
L-ocation (their favorite locations to do it)♡
I feel like he'd only want to do it at home. He doesn't like public stuff. At home tho, he'd do it anywhere; on the dinner table, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, living room, anywhere. He could do it in the car tho. Maybe if he gets too worked up after a date and your apartment is too far away.
M-otivation (what turns him on)♡
Tbh. Everything. Skin tight shirts, your sleepwear (no matter what it is), etc. He likes when you take care of him too, just loving him turns him on.
N-o (some turn offs)♡
I'm so sorry yall but I think he'd say no to bdsm. Like maybe SOME parts of it he can do but like hard-core bdsm is a no.
He wouldn't want to actually hurt you in any way. Spanking is ok if it's not full force but like actually causing you pain is a no.
And he wouldn't like shit with pee, poop, and vomit. Shits nasty.
O-ral ♡
Oh bro. He EATS. Man can eat you out for hourss if you let him. He was a little shit at eating pussy at first but with more practice, he gets better and better. Like I'm talking about EATING pussy. There's no kitten licking with him, he is in. There.
And he loves when you suck him off. He talks while you do but they're all murmurs so no one knows what he's saying. He fucks your face gently (unless you tell him you want it rough) everytime. Mutters praises all throughout it and let's out of raspy moan when he cums.
P-ace ♡
Unless he's dead tired, he goes at whatever pace you want. When he's dead tired he wants to go slow and sensual. But if he had energy, he'll go at whatever pace you want him to go at. He starts off slow but if you tell him to go harder and harder he will beat that pussy numb.
Q-uickie (opinions on quickies)♡
I think he'd want to take his time with you so quickies are eh to him. If you seriously cannot wait but you can't leave wherever you are for too long, he'll take you somewhere private to eat you out till you're satisfied (or suck him off until he's satisfied).
He will leave an event for the day to have sex with you tho. If it gets that bad.
R-isk♡
To keep it short, he'd be down for experimenting as long as it's not in his "no" list.
S-tamina ♡
Again, depends on you. If you wanna ride him till the sun comes up, he'll thug it out for you. He likes overstimulation anyway. But tbh he rlly only goes for 2 rounds until you have to take over.
T-toys (toys they own)♡
I don't think he has any toys for himself. And he wouldn't really care if you had your own toys. He's fucked you with your toys before; like a vibrator up to your clit while he fucks you or a dildo in you while he sucks on your clit.
U-nfair (do they tease? And how often)♡
He doesn't really edge or tease you, but when he does, it's on accident. Sometimes he pulls out to cum on your stomach and accidently edges you. He doesn't mind when you do it to him. Feels good.
V-olume (how loud are they during sex)♡
Loud asf. Like I said, he talks during it, like murmuring and slurring his words. He's a moaner and whimperer too. Occasionally groaning but not really.
He LOVES when you're loud tho. He encourages it actually. Turns him on more.
W-ild card ♡
To add onto "volume", he talks dirty so much, even if it's under his breath. Like omfg the filth that comes out of his mouth is so unexpected.
Also, the amount of times you two were getting rough with it and he got that phone call (ykwim), he doesn't stop. He slows down a bit but just continues while you struggle to not blow you're cover.
X-ray (what's in those pants)♡
He's pretty average. Long, kinda thin, a vein on the top of his shaft from the base to the middle of it. He's about 6-7 inches, and he knows how to use it. Tbh I can't decide whether he's circumcised or not so you can personally decide that.
Y-earning (how high/low is his sex drive)♡
Surprisingly high. He's down to fuck whenever. Unless he's literally about to knock out cold. But if he's awake then so is his dick. He barley asks for sex tho, he wants YOU to initiate it. He just gives hints.
Z-zz (how fast he goes to sleep)♡
Like I said before, he's literally so tired afterwards. Once he makes sure you're okay and comfy, he snuggles close to you and sleeps.
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heartsforhavik · 2 months
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superfan! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader
✰ warnings: stalking, obsessiveness, breaking and entering, nsfw, masochist yandere, overstimulation, thigh riding, bondage, male masturbation, unhealthy behavior, average yandere tendencies, male yandere oc (he’s very pathetic and perverted, it’s giving “step on me” energy.) gender neutral reader
✰ a/n: heyyyyy guess who isn’t dead.. i literally open tumblr every 3 minutes i just haven’t been posting. but i’m hereeeee lol. here’s a random yandere oc post, sorry it’s not mortal kombat. (tbh i have faded away from my mk obsession and now i am obsessed with until dawn, the quarry, tlou, and rdr.)
part two here!
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superfan! yandere boy that buys all of your merchandise and streams your music on loop 24/7. even while he sleeps.
superfan! yandere boy that commissions artists to draw you and him together in different styles. some of them may depict him on a cute date with you, and some are more explicit and depict you stepping on him or choking him.
superfan! yandere boy that sneaks into your concerts if he didn’t manage to buy a ticket. no matter how strong your security is, he will always manage to find a way in and pretend he's just a regular fan.
superfan! yandere boy that will even sneak onto your house and film you through your window for hours, and then he would go home and touch himself to the footage of you.
superfan! yandere boy that wants to buy meet-and-greet tickets to see you, and be able to feel your presence up close and be able to speak to you personally. but as much as he craves your attention, he knows he wouldn't be able to handle it and would crumble immediately the second you look him in the eyes.
superfan! yandere boy that pays people to stalk you and take pictures of you when he can't do it himself. especially ones when you have a wardrobe malfunction.
superfan! yandere boy that goes to sleep every night fantasizing and dreaming of you. his particular favorite wet dream is of you letting him ride your thigh, grinding against your skin as a desperate attempt to feel any friction on his cock. your hands would roam around his body as he relishes in your attention, no matter where you touch him. any small nudge or brush against his skin would set his heart on fire and oh no where'd his pants go-
superfan! yandere boy that thinks you could do no wrong. you said something offensive and got yourself cancelled? he is your number one defender and would be threatening your naysayers on the internet. he would even go as far as to learn to hack just so he could delete their accounts.
superfan! yandere boy that almost WANTS to get caught. he knows he wouldn't be able to handle your attention, so he avoids it, but a part of him wants to get caught and outed for his perverted, stalker ways. he wants to hear you cuss him out and degrade him. he wants to see the disgusted look on your face as he is exposed for everything he did. spit on him, kick him, treat him like vermin, he doesn't mind. he gets off on the thought of you punishing him. he has a particular fantasy where your punishment for him is by tying him up and overstimulating him until he is crying, whimpering, and almost fainting. but he would still beg for more. no matter how long it lasts. it could be a week long and he still wouldn't be satisfied.
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konigsblog · 2 months
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hickeys with simon riley...
;simon notices your possessiveness and neediness.
cw: thigh riding, afab!gn!reader. mdni
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your face is buried in the crook of simon's neck, lips sucking hickeys onto his bare, veiny neck while he cups the crown of your skull firmly. his other large hand guides your hips, watching you rub your swollen, puffy sex against his thigh, moaning at the friction of his jeans against your sensitive, wet clit. your hands grip his broad shoulders, kissing down his collarbone while he chuckles at your neediness.
“such a needy thing’, rubbin’ that pussy against me, sweet one.” he chuckles hoarsely through deep grumbles, his tight grip leaving indents along your hips and waist, kneading the flesh and fat on your thighs between his thick, calloused fingers.
the softness of your body against his scarred, rough fingertips has simon grunting and gazing down at your throat heavy eyelids, chuckling at your needy state. throwing his head back as you lick his neck slowly, moving to his jaw where you layer hickeys and dark bruises all over his skin. you feel so possessive, but you can't stand the lustful glares simon gets, you want everyone to know he belongs to you... :(
don't worry, simon will treat his needy one just right, covering your neck, collarbone and jaw in dark hickeys as he unfastens his leather belt, preparing you to take him whole, to make sure you know who you belong to.
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porcalinecunt · 26 days
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(𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃)𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 ♡︎
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🎀 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ having the body of a cyborg came with it’s perks, including turning boothill into your own personal porn bot a plug away! ~ ♡︎
·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
cw — afab!reader. mean dom!boothill. improper use of usb ports. pornography. manhandling. overstimulation. edging. pussy drunk boothill. no pronouns for reader.
◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : saw someone on tt mention inappropriate use of boothill’s usb ports, and i couldn’t help myself. <33 as usual, enjoy!
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“..and i’m supposed to plug this in?”
Boothill spun the harddrive around his fingers, staring at it with both curiosity yet suspicion. it was a hot pink color with a heart sticker sloppily slapped onto the front. you handed it to him without saying a word, leaving him beyond dumbfounded.
you simply nodded, trying hard not to burst out laughing. despite the glaringly obvious USB ports that were carved into his waist, he swore to have never actually stuck anything in them. by anything, of course, were any harddrives that could’ve been packed with whatever info or footage that would’ve automatically made it’s way into his memory. he didn’t want anyone’s weird porno or stupid memes to burn into his motherboard and live with it.
yet he had a hard time saying no to you. hell, he’d never say no to you unless it’d kill you. then again, it was probably a random assortment of cat videos you came across on your feed. it wouldn’t hurt to take a peek. right?
holding up a reluctant thumbs up, you plugged the harddrive in and awaited his reaction with anticipation. boothill never looked away from your reaction, quickly noticing something was rather…off about your face. your lips curled into a seductive grin, biting down on your lower lip while hearts practically carved your pupils. your cheeks and nose were flushed a slight pink that faded to a hot red color.
yet, it was already too late for him.
his vision suddenly became a hot pink blur, the gears within his body had began to spun widely while the mini fans tried to cool down his heating body. the blood red target in his eye morphed into a pink heart while he spaced out at what was being shown in front of him.
nothing but pure pornography, some of the most explicit, flooding his memory and infecting his circuits with the love virus. boothill felt his head spin from the lewd imagery, bouncing from clip to clip of multiple sex acts all at once. from simple missionary to subs being bent in half by their ridiculously larger doms, there was even one where they were in full nelson. legs high up with thier sopping cunt in full view. it was all too much.
“so this..is what y’want me to do to ya…”
the cyborg chuckled, overwhelmed with his sudden libedo. he looks over at you with hungry eyes, flashing his shark toothed grin the moment you nodded.
“why didn’t ya say so, dollface..?”
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“a-ah! m’sorry! m’sorry boothill..! i-i was only p-playing..ngh!”
your clothes were torn clean off without a damn given, leaving you bare and vulnerable as the cyborg pumped his cock in and out of your sopping pussy. just like how you wanted it, bent in half in full nelson with your legs held high as only boothill’s arms kept you from falling. his pace was unforgiving, hungrily stuffing you full like your his last meal on death row. despite your body already stiffening from the position, boothill showed no sign of stopping. his eyes, bright pink with hearts dialating for pupils, full of burning desire and a greedy lust that clouded his judgement till his mind went blank.
it was as if the cyborg was built for fucking, his only goal being to push you beyind your human limit.
“zip it, sugar. you're gonna take m’dick even when i’m done with ya, you hear?”
boothill hissed in your ear with a mean rasp, shark-like teeth nibbling away at your earlobe. the ticklish feeling only added to the intense overstimulation that turned your brain into mush. you felt the familiar knot in your stomach close to snapping for what seems like the tenth time tonight, until a sudden emptiness snapped you back into reality. looking down, you noticed how boothill pulled himself out, leaving you hanging. a whine came out of your throat almost instinctively at the neglect.
“boothilll..! i was so clo!—“
you’re words were rudely cut off as the ranger threw you onto the bed with you laying on your back. he wasted no time crawling on top of you and pressing his heavy body against yours. trapped, you couldn’t even move an inch as you squirmed under his touch. he practically caged you.
“keep whinin’ like that and I'll leave ya empty. got that?”
as difficult as it was, you pressed your lips together and screwed your eyes shut in a desperate attempt to keep quite. your cunny spasmed around his length as he kept going with his violent pace. even with the harddrive, you could never imagine boothill going this far. you truely underestimated the strength of the virus that infected his mechanical body with such libido, yet you don’t regret it. you continued to cry out as your limbs grew numb, your senses going blank in an orgasmic euphoria. you were teetering towards the fuckin’ edge.
you sobbed out babbles of “‘m gonna cum!~” over and over again like it was automatic. finally, the knot snapped in two as stars filled your vision. if he wasn’t made of metal, you would’ve left some nasty scratch marks.
on the other hand, the ranger watched in pure awe as his pretty baby fell apart on his dick. your fucked out expression, teary eyes and pouty lips covered in spit, only fuled him for more. you couldn’t even get a breath in as you were picked up and flipped onto your stomach, ass high up in the air.
“you think ‘m done yet sugar? hehe, that’s cute.”
you could only sigh in response, unable to do anything about your own mess. lesson learned, never fuck with a machine you know so little about.
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