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lil drabble for a request…☆
fatgum x eraserhead x rock lock x present mic
warning label 🏷️: 18+, foursome..kinda, two couples fucking in the same room, sexual bets, chastity cages, as always…my writing is a warning of its own.
for @princeasimdiya12
The blonde in question had a shit-eating smirk and an abundance of confidence that he would win. And maybe it was Shouta’s competitive side, or his inability to cave in when he was nagged on something for hours on end, but here he was spread open on the table of an abandoned office in the agency, waiting to prove he could hold off an orgasm. Even more embarrassingly, Fatgum was slotted between his legs, keeping them wide as he gawked down at the pathetic caged cock between them. Then there was Rock Lock on the other side, hands groping and digging into Hizashi’s pale thighs and already seemingly pressing his cockhead inside.
Hizashi’s eyes rolled back as he accepted the length, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Shouta couldn’t deny the tug in his abdomen at the sight of his friend, but his attention was drawn back between his own legs at the subtle push of Fatgum’s leaky tip against his hole. His girth was impressive to say the least, nice and fat as it bullied its way inside of the underground hero. Aizawa was quick to bite into his lower lip, breathing roughly through his nose as the towering man filled him to the brim.
“Shit-,” a sharp curse slipped him as Fatgum nestled his dick within him, all the way to the hilt so that his balls could rest comfortably against Aizawa’s tailbone.
“Y’aright, Sho’?” There was a sweet smile on the massive hero’s lips, but his voice was laced with a bit of concern.
“I’m fine…you’re just ..-“ He huffed, his thoughts lingering on the tip of his tongue.
Big? Deliciously rubbing against every ridge of his inner walls?
“Just get on with it,” Aizawa finished, a groan bubbling in the base of his throat as the man finally gave a nice thrust.
The heft of his hips knocked into the sleepy hero, slamming their bodies together and rocking the table with the sheer force of it. Then the steady rhythm followed. Across the table, Rock Lock was far too interested in the blonde before him, pounding his solid black cock repeatedly into Hizashi’s tight ring of muscle. Though the force wasn’t as harsh, his strokes were deep and calculated, searching for that one spot. It only took one slight adjustment before he found it, his cock ramming into Hizashi’s prostate skillfully.
Aizawa felt like his ears were ringing, listening to his friend’s obscenely loud moans was jarring, arousing, and gratifying. He just had to last longer than Present Mic and he would win this silly bet, whatever winning entailed. Outlasting Hizashi would have been a cakewalk had it not been for the fact that the other men were in a bet of their own: who could make their partner cum the fastest. So Fatgum and Rock Lock were nothing short of determined, drilling into their respective fleshlights for the night, filling the room with the echo of clapping flesh, sticky squelching, and the harmonies of Aizawa and Hizashi coming undone.
The loud blonde was turning whiny, reaching out with clammy hands to paw at Aizawa’s face, pulling him into a sloppy, desperate kiss that was awkward at the upside down angle. It was all teeth, tongue, and panting breath but no one seemed to mind. And just as Shouta was sure he would win, Fatgum’s large warm hand was encasing his balls, fondling them just in time with his dick brushing against the spongy spot within him. It was over then as the raven haired man let out a grunt against Hizashi’s mouth that was parted in awe, his cock finally dripping hot semen through his cage.
“Fat! That’s fucking cheating,” Rock rolled his eyes, snapping his hips still within Hizashi who couldn’t help but cum when Aizawa was moaning into his mouth.
“Can’t cheat at a game with no rules.” Fatgum chuckled lightly.
“I win, Sho’.” Hizashi purred.
This only made Aizawa exhale, brain too foggy to argue, “I suppose. What do I owe?”
“I want to fuck you after the big guy.”
Aizawa would take it to his grave, the shiver that ran up his spine.
this is short n cute ,, i won’t tag the fruit bats only because this was a request 🏷️
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Day 11: Anorgasmia
Taishiro Toyomitsu x AFAB!Reader
Warnings: inability to cum/orgasm denial, minor degrading
(this is absolutely me writing about my own struggles, so I will understand if this flops big time.)
You have tried for years to make yourself cum. But no matter how much lead up, prep, toys, positions, or relaxation techniques you try, your body refuses to give you release. The pleasure builds and builds before being let go in a dull flop. Because of this, you grew convinced that there was something wrong with you. That you had a broken vagina. It definitely caused some major issues when it came to becoming intimate with a partner. Which is how you ended up here. Months into a relationship with a loving and generous pro hero, and still a virgin. Slowly, as the relationship grew more serious, you desperately wanted to go further with him. His wide smile only grows when you bring it up.
"Oh! Sugar you mean it!? I can't wait to have you cumming on my tongue!" His eyes light up with pure joy, but your heart drops. You were going to disappoint him when he realizes that is never going to happen. When you don't match his excitement, he is quick to question you about it. "Are you sure this is something you are ready for? I've told you I don't mind waiting, so don't feel like you have to do this for my sake." His large hand rests on your thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
Just feeling his hand so close to you makes your cunt throb. You have to tell him. Keeping this from him won't make anything better. And pretending it's not a thing won't make you cum. "Taishiro... I have this thing... Where no matter what I do, I've never been able to have an orgasm... So please don't blame yourself. I promise that I can feel and enjoy all the stimulation. But I just can't have a pleasurable orgasm." As you ramble out your explanation, you don't notice a flash of sadism behind his eyes.
His strong arms keep your thighs spread wide open, his mouth latches onto your cunt as your slick coats his chin and cheeks. Your hands are tangled in his hair, begging pathetic. Though you aren't sure what it is you are begging for. He has set a torturous pattern of circling your clit and fucking you with his tongue until just before the dull release. You are only given a few moments of rest before he starts back up again. Truthfully, you aren't sure how long it has been. Minutes? Hours? Who knows. But he shows no sign of stopping.
During one of his brief breaks, his eyes lock on yours. "I don't think you could be any more perfect if you tried. Your pussy is the best thing I've ever tasted. And to find out that you'll never cum? Oh sugar. Do you know what that means? It means I can bring you right to the edge over and over again and you can't stop me. You can't cum anyway. So why give you that extra flick of my tongue? It would just end with a sad ache. Instead I can just keep doing this. You'll be dripping this delicious juice for me all the time." His golden eyes had gone dark. "You'll be so desperate for you all the time. Soon enough you'll be begging me to stuff every inch of my cock into you."
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thinking about eddie first thing in the morning. how he's notoriously difficult to wake. always straining to remain in his dreams, whether intentional or not, petulantly reluctant to break through that heavy blanket of sleep. so by the time he shuffles out into the kitchen, mismatched socks pulled on his feet to shield his toes from the poorly insulated laminate in the trailer's kitchen — you've probably already been up for a while
the fading scent of his aftershave from the day before just barely lingers, overtaken by the smell of last night's cigarettes and a warm, musky scent brought out by sleep that's just eddie. it never fails to make your stomach flip, it happens every time he plasters himself to your back to leech some of your warmth. and the way his fingers always manage to find the bare skin of your hip beneath your shirt, even with his eyes half-closed. it's like clockwork, the grunted "g'morning" that gets muffled against your skin as his face has already burrowed into the warm curve of your neck.
then there's the innocent, sleepy kiss he places to your neck before the smell of freshly brewed coffee actually processes in his brain enough to realize you've got a full pot ready and that you're already grabbing his favorite mug from the cabinet and filling it up for him, completely unprompted, and he'll audibly groan in thanks, god he loves you.
you separate only because you both know that he absolutely cannot be trusted *not* to spill hot coffee over the rim of his cup when he's still half-asleep, but that sliver of distance allows you to take in the mussed bedhead of his curls, flat to his head on one side and fluffed up beyond belief on the other. you're wordlessly straightening out his bangs with gentle fingers as he takes the first few long swigs of his coffee.
and with a little caffeine in your favorite boy, he finally perks up, becomes a little more himself. and that's when your day truly starts
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Kinktober Day 10: Dirty Talk
A/N: okay so this was one of my favourites to write, in my opinion, the filthier the mouth the better, hehe. 18+ only!! Includes sexual themes and dirty talk!!
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You were almost there, your releasing crawling down your spine to settle on your lower back. That familiar warmth began to encompass your skin, kissing every inch that Azriel’s lips had already touched tonight.
He didn’t relent. Not when you cried out for him, not when you sobbed for more. He gave you what you asked for; his cock and that filthy mouth of his.
“More,” you choked out, unable to form anything more coherent than one singular demand.
His eyes darkened from above you, his forearms resting either side of your head to keep his body from crushing yours. Azriel quirked a brow, leaning down to nip at your swollen lips.
“More? My good girl wants more, huh?” He rasped through each thrust. “I don’t think your swollen little pussy can take it, baby.”
Your body thrashed in desperation, head nodding and shaking at the same time, unsure how to convince him quick enough that you could handle it.
“I can!” You shrieked, bucking your hips to meet his own. Azriel’s cock was buried so deep in your cunt that his tip pinched your cervix every thrust.
He growled, primal and hungry. “Yeah? What do you want, baby? Want me to play with your ass, too?”
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You’d take anything he offered—so close to the edge that even just his voice was spurring you closer to diving over. Your legs clamped around his waist.
“Keep talking, Az…oh fuck!”
His pace quickened, his fingers that curled in your hair tugged harder on the roots at your scalp. This was heaven. Pure fucking heaven.
“Does my good girl want her other hole stuffed, too? You wanna feel so full of me you go dumb?”
Filth. Pure filth. You’d never felt so riled up in your life. So dirty and sexy and turned on. Your hips continued to roll against his, your puffy clit rubbing against the sparse hairs that trailed down below his bellybutton.
“Gods,” he huffed. “You hear that? Hear how soaked that little cunt is? How greedy you are, taking my big cock like a dirty little girl?”
It was coming, you were coming.
“Yeah, come on my cock, baby. Make a mess all over my cock…” He felt you spasm around him, felt your walls close in and your arousal gush across his length.
Azriel leaned down to watch his soaked cock pummel into you, creamy white with your come. “Good fucking girl.”
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some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs
* body language masterlist
* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
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Kinktober 2024 Masterlist
a/n: I am FINALLY ready to start writing again (thank you law school apps for getting me back in the habit), I am super pumped to finally participate in kinktober this year! I'm going to keep this masterlist updated throughout the month. lmk if anyone wants to be added to the taglist!
Day 1: Pussy Slapping - Rhys x Reader
Day 2: Somnophilia - Azriel x Reader
Day 3: Foursome - Bat Boys x Reader
Day 4: Hatefucking (feat. Bruises/Bites) - Eris x Reader
Day 5: Monsterfucking - Tarquin x Reader
Day 6: Pet Play - Nesta x Reader x Eris
Day 7: Squirting - Nesta x Reader x Cassian
Day 8: Handjob (feat. Titty Fucking) - Cassian x Reader
Day 9: Threesome - Elain x Reader x Lucien
Day 10: Impact Play - Azriel x Reader
Day 11: Hair Pulling (feat. Deepthroating) - Eris x Reader
Day 12: Thigh Riding - Tarquin x Reader
Day 13: Overstimulation (feat. Temp Play) - Lucien x Reader
Day 14: Rough Sex - Azriel x Reader
Day 15: Praise - Elain x Reader
Day 16: Exhibitionism - Helion x Reader
Day 17: Aftercare (feat. Wing Play) - Azriel x Reader x Eris
Day 18: Double Penetration - Azriel x Reader x Rhys
Day 19: Dacryphilia (feat. Bondage) - Dark!Azriel x Reader
Day 20: Public Sex - Rhys x Reader
Day 21: Omegaverse - Alpha!Cassian x Omega!Reader
Day 22: Dirty Talk: Lucien x Reader
Day 23: Masturbation - Helion x Reader
Day 24: Edgeplay - Rhys x Reader
Day 25: Breeding - Eris x Reader
Day 26: Breath Play - Azriel x Reader
Day 27: Wax Play - Lucien x Reader
Day 28: Mirror Sex (feat. Cockwarming) - Rhys x Reader x Feyre
Day 29: Bath Sex - Eris x Reader
Day 30: Massaging - Cassian x Reader
Day 31: Face Sitting - Nesta x Reader x Cassian
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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, in the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and i’d still ride.
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I am not immune to big scary looking punk bf fucking you in your pretty pink princess room on a bed of stuffed animals
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Pairing : min yoongi + f!reader
★: drabble, corruption kink, fingering , fellacio mention , lots of nicknames, virgin!reader — lmk if i missed any!!
W/C: 585
A/N: IM BACK. FINALLY. This took longer than expected cus i was slacking off a lot 😭 but here ya go! Tysm to anon for rq this! It’s my first time writing corruption so please. Have mercy on me.
☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ This is strictly fiction. Any scenario or situation should not be taken seriously. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆。𖦹°‧★
Yoongi is a big fan of corruption kink. There’s literally no doubt.
He loves watching your innocent eyes look up at him, all glossy and bright, as he slowly sinks you down on his lengthy cock. He breathes out heavily. The way your soft lips and tongue wrap around him and the way you look at him for guidance. “Thats right.. just like that doll… taking me in so well.. you’re doing such a good job f’ me…” You couldn’t help but blush at his remarks, immediately feeling yourself pool in your panties.
When he found out you were still a virgin, he couldn’t help but get excited. He loved the idea of molding you just the way he wanted to.
Your back rested against his chest as his slender fingers guided your own tiny fingers down your glistening slit. Soft whimpers and whines escaped your lips as yoongi teased your needy cunt. “How does it feel, baby? Doesn’t it feel good..?” You nodded while breathing shakily. “Gonna make you feel good , ‘kay? Thats why im here.. gonna make you feel so good, you wouldn’t need anyone else..” he whispered lewdly in your ear before licking your lobe.
He pushed your fingers inside your sopping hole, and you couldn’t help but gasp at the contact. Your virgin hole stretched out to the size of yours and yoongis fingers combined, making you writhe and whine. “Behave yourself doll..” he said, landing a small slap on your sensitive clit making you buck your hips. “…or else im gonna leave you right here and not touch you ever, got that?” You gulped before nodding, holding onto his arm that was wrapped around your shoulders as you closed your eyes and let the feeling take over. “Relax baby..” you exhale softly as you feel his fingers inch inside your cunt.
Loud squelches bounced off the walls, indicating how needy you were. “nasty little girl… you are so fucking wet..” he whispers in your ear before his hand drops to your throbbing clit and starts drawing small circles on it. You gasp and shiver as he continues playing with your clit and you can feel yourself getting wetter with each tug. Your fingers feel a spongy mound on the wall of your vagina. You throw your head back as yoongi curls your finger into the mound. “Feel that doll..? Thats your gspot… it’s supposed to make you feel even better.” Yoongi pressed onto the mound more, as well as stimulating your swollen clit. You moan lewdly, earning a dark chuckle from the older man. “Y-yoongi… feels weird..” the small circles turned into rough tugging and pinching as he heard your words.
You couldn’t help but whimper at the action. “T-too much..!” You try pushing his hand away. “No no baby… that means you’re almost there.. dont you want to come around my fingers? Dont you want to make me proud? Aren’t you my big girl?” You whine and nod. “Dont worry.. i will help you through it, Do you trust me?” You look up at him before giving him a big nod. He smiles at you before increasing his pace.
Your combined fingers went in and out of your sloppy hole as you almost reached your high. Your breathing started faltering, and then all of a sudden you see stars as a stream of warm, clear liquid leaks out of your cunt. Yoongi smirked at the mess you made and placed a kiss on your head. “My nasty girl.”
A/n : THANK YEW FOR READINGGG might be a little rusty so please excuse it 🙇🙇🙇🙇 this was supposed to be a blowjob drabble but i changed my mind 💀 BUT I JS LOVED THE IDEA OF THE BJ THING SO I KEPT IT. might write more on that hehehe
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Finnick Odair who, no matter how long it will take him, will find you the prettiest seashell to bring home to you from the beach.
Finnick Odair whose dream date is either a midnight swim or a sailboat ride at sunset
Finnick Odair who wakes up earlier than most, pressing kisses to the side of your face as you sleep, giving you a quietly sweet goodbye before he goes for his morning swim
Finnick Odair who kisses you softly; gently; tenderly. He shows you the delicate love he was never shown.
Finnick Odair who would kill to be a girl dad. He wants to teach her to swim. He wants to plait her hair that is the familiar golden caramel shade of his own.
Finnick Odair who tells you he loves you at least 5 times a day simply because he doesn’t want you to forget.
Finnick Odair who either creates or has specially made a ring made out of freshwater pearls and sea crystals to propose to you with.
Finnick Odair who is constantly reminding you to do the simple things that you forget to do. Like take your jewellery off before showering or going to bed, or making sure to put sun cream on when you’re sat on your beloved beach.
Finnick Odair who loves you the same way he loves the ocean, and the same way he loves sharks, and sea shells, and starfish and golden sand and the sun.
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what do you think about brattamer boys?👀 like reader is having a massive attitude and is being spoiled and the boys aren’t having any of it😋
Now that you bring it up……..
Ok here’s my contribution to Kinktober 🙈👀
Bat boys x Fem!reader head canon
I have IN DEPTH thoughts a feelings about what the different bay boys would consider brating and how they would respond to it.
18+ under the cuff, please and thank you 🦇💌
Rhysand
So, being a spoiled brat would be almost impossible with Rhys, because he loves to spoil you and would never say no to anything materialistic
He would just call you his princess with a kiss to your forehead and splash that cash.
BUT - there the best way to brat with Rhys is by making him jealous 😏😏😏
This man has a sincere fear of things being taken from him, and he’s not afraid to claim what is his.
So maybe you leave your hand on another males arm too long
Or you make sure Rhys sees you flashing that smile he thought was only reserved for him at someone else
Rhys would slide up next to you, casually sipping his drink as he scans the crowd, feigning nonchalance
“You don’t think I know what you’re doing, darling?”
“What’s that?” You blink back innocently
Rhys grins, shaking his head slightly, violent winking out of his eyes, instead filled with darkness. “Careful. You’re only making it worse for yourself,” He murmurs before drawing a long sip and walking away.
You decide to push your limits a few more times that night.
When the party winds down, Rhys is no where to be seen. So you make your way back to your room.
You don’t make it far, before your pulled flush against him, one arm firmly wrapped around your waist, the other squeezing at your jaw, turning your yelp into a whimper
“I told you you’d pay for your behaviour, pet.” He all but snarls into your ear.
He releases you, pushing you forward, herding you to your room
Rhys isn’t much of a spanker, but he adores squeezing and toying with your flesh so you wake up with an array of bruises and markings that are only his
He makes you suck him off for almost half an hour, pulling his cock out every time he was close to the edge, forbidding you to touch yourself the entire time desire your pleas and wetness pooling from you
And when he does fuck you, he does it against the window, claiming this is what you wanted since you had flirted with the half of Velaris that night anyway
He is soo attentive with aftercare, checking in on you, cleaning you, rubbing ointments to your bruising skin
He pulls you into his chest, cooing at the whimpers you make when he tries to tuck you in
“M’sorry sweetheart, but you were so naughty for daddy today, and we had to set that straight, didn’t we?”
You could barely nod in agreement, lost in that after-sex haze as you drifted off against his chest
Cassian
As the War General, and most skilled warrior in all of Prythian, Cassian has had his fair share of being the disciplinary figure throughout his life
Which is exactly why you choose to brat on the mountains of Velaris, during an excruciating hike
“I said keep moving, initiate,” Cassian’s eyes were fixed to you, his facing growing sterner by the second
You stayed seated on the ground, crossing your arms triumphantly. “No.”
Cassian rolled his eyes then - you had been playing this game for almost five minutes now
Fine,” He gritted, a hint of excitement laced in his voice
Cassian pried you from the floor and threw you over his shoulder before you could scramble away
“ Let me down!”
But he kept on walking, moving you both to a more private section of the landing you were on
“Oh no sweetheart, you wanted to stay, so we’re going to make the most it.”
He hauled you off him, bending you over a boulder and kicking your legs apart.
“Wider,” He growled in your ear as he leaned over you, coiling his hand in your hair like a bandage
It took all you had not to whimper in anticipation as he jerked your pants down and ran his hardened meat against your slit
It was certainly not the first time you had provoked him in this way, and you knew exactly what you were doing when you had started bratting
What you didn’t expect was for Cassian to take you in broad daylight, while the rest of the group hiked ahead
“So. Fucking. Stubborn.” He ground out between thrusts.
“Is. This. What. You. Wanted. Huh?” For. me .to .fuck .you?”
“Poor baby, doesn’t even know how to ask for what she wants. That’s aright honey, I’ve got everything you need right here, and I’ll give it to you, one way or another.”
It’s those very words that are your undoing -well, at least for your first orgasm
Azriel
Oh no
Oh no no no no no no no
You are in big fucking trouble
Because taming your brat isn’t just a kink for Azriel, it’s a fucking art form
As a spy, Azriel knows how to evoke certain behaviours, how to break and fold and bend his victims to get the information that he needs
Soo he delights in the process of getting you to break and fold and bend (for entirely different reasons)
Certain toys evoke a certain kind of moan from you, certain phrases make you whimper or look up at him with those big doe eyes, others make you close them so tight like you couldn’t bare how it makes you feel
All of this was a game to him - and he took his sweet time doing it
That’s why you know, when you started bratting from the morning, refusing to drink water, giving him cheek when he suggested you eat something beyond drinking coffee, and purposefully broke so many of his rules throughout the day, you were working up to a verrrrrry long night
And let’s be real, Azriel is a service dom. He only ever wants you to be well taken care off.
So that’s why when you refuse his care, he has to do his very best to set you straight
“And what else did you do today, baby girl? Did you drink any water?”
You would have answered, if it wasn’t for your own panties stuffed in your mouth, your hands bound behind your back as you lay ass-up, Azriel’s hand stroking your bum lightly, soothing the spank he just emitted
“Answer me, sweetheart.”
You shook your head, tears streaming down your face. This part hurt so good.
“Hmmmm,” Azriel growled, before landing another spank.
He cooes immediately, soothing it again. “You know I love you, right baby girl? So that’s why when you refuse to let daddy take care of you, I have to teach you a lesson.”
Azriel fucks you like a rag doll as he uses you for hours, telling you this is the “only way you’ll learn”
Did I mention edging?? Yeah you’re not cumming for at least the first few hours
But when he does start controlling your orgasms, he doesn’t stop.
He ignores your pleas to stop spanking and stop making you cum, but you really are just his toy for the rest of the night (and morning), as he proves to you exactly who’s in charge with a dominant tenderness only reserved for you
He rocks you after, saying how much he loves you and he’s sorry it had to be this way, and if you were a good girl the next day, he’d give you a treat
He’s incredibly observant the next day, watching you become soo agreeable and following everything he said.
You did it because you couldn’t bare another night like the last, and Azriel hid his smugness from you. Brat. Tamed.
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I am damp
reader trying to crawl away from eddie’s huge dick when he’s fucking her from behind, it’s much bigger than she expected. she doesn’t think she can’t take the full thing but just he pulls her back and goes, “where are you going sweetheart? my cock too big for you? thought you could take it.”
OMG YES!
listen, he would go absolutely feral. imagine it’s a little game you two play: you pretend like it’s too much and try to get away, and he just pulls you right back in before absolutely pounding the shit out of you. he would make sure you were safe and consenting, so he would have a safe word set up for you. he’s pounding you from behind, in his favorite position, your eyes rolling back as the pleasure overwhelms you.
at one point, you try to crawl away from him and he pulls you back, holding you down by your hips. “safe word?”
“no,” you gasp, moaning as he pushes himself deeper into your sopping pussy. “don’t need it.”
“poor thing,” he says, his grip on you bruising as he rails into you. “what’s wrong, baby? am I too big for you?”
“mmm hmm,” you whine, clenching around him as he pounds into your sweet spot. “you’re so deep.”
“I thought you could take it, sweetheart,” he says sweetly, grabbing your hair and pulling your head up. “you said you could.”
“i can,” you gasp, moaning as he pulls out almost completely and slams back inside. “daddy…”
“that’s it,” he praises, slapping your ass hard as he continues to fuck you. “keep taking my cock like a good fucking girl.”
“please,” you beg, moaning as you could hear the sound of him fucking you. “please..”
“please what?” he asks. “use your words, sweetheart.”
“please make me cum,” you say.
“oh, I plan to,” he says, reaching around to rub your clit. “but don’t think we’ll be done when you do.”
“what do you mean?” you ask.
“i mean that im gonna keep going,” he says. “we’re not done until i say, and i’m nowhere near being done with you.”
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this is my favorite.
MDNI Sometimes Eddie gets worried he’ll freak you out when he worships your pussy, how he enthusiastically kisses it and rubs his nose in it when you both are and aren’t wearing panties. Fuck sometimes he even talks to it, busting open the bedroom door to see you on the bed in just a pair of panties and a T-shirt, decompressing the day. He'll throw himself onto the bed and grab your thighs like a madman mumbling “I need to talk to you” and you blush thinking he means you. But then you feel him spread your legs open and lay a sloppy kiss on your clothed cunt and you realize he meant her. He’d muzzle himself against it and give muffled compliments about “how much I missed you today baby” and “are these panties new? They look great on you”. Going as far as briefly looking up at you before going back to your cunt and saying “she’s just jealous, ignore her” before using his tongue to get a taste. Wiggling it under the seam on the side and using sheer determination and impatience to get to what he needed.
He was always worried he was the weird one, no matter how many times you’d told him otherwise. Until you came home one day in a mood he’d never seen you in before.
You hadn’t had much time to see each other leading up to now, both being too busy with work. Knowing that, Eddie was expecting the usual ball of needy energy distance always turned you into. But when you walked in you were different. You were still needy, yet this time you weren’t letting him walk anywhere without practically hanging off of him. You were always whiny, letting out tiny huffs and groans whenever you would readjust yourself in his embrace. Eddie felt you were borderline fussy.
As soon as Eddie had finally got you two to the bedroom you automatically sunk down to your knees and wedged yourself in between his thick thighs. Fussily struggling with his belt, getting so frustrated it wasn’t cooperating fast enough that tears started to well up. When Eddie reached down to help you and locked his eyes onto your state, wide wet eyes, pouting lips, and slightly messy hair, it all clicked for him.
The moan of relief that slipped from your mouth when his heavy cock and balls were finally freed was briefly acknowledged, Eddie’s surprised reaction to the way you lounged at his sack taking over. Rolling and wiggling your tongue around him while closing your eyes in content made Eddie’s heart swell. His slightly musky scent filled your senses deliciously. Feeling the weight of his cock resting on your head as you looked up at him caused a pool to form in your already soaked panties. He looked so big from your point of view. You reached a hand up and began rubbing his tip in circles, spreading the precum. Letting out a frustrated whine as you tried and failed to fit both of his soft heavy balls in your mouth at once, Eddie cooed at you and ran his fingers through your hair. He loved seeing you like this, desperately trying to get as much of him in your warm mouth as possible. “I missed you so much, you have no idea. I’ve thought about you all day.” You said quietly as you transitioned from his balls to his weepy tip. He almost answered you until he realized…
you weren’t talking to Eddie.
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MDNI: smut
eddie munson and his huge fucking dick that you swear you can take, you can. but then he’s sliding the the tip in and you’re already whining because, as it so happens, you underestimated the size of him. just like he said: he’s too big.
you’re bracing yourself on his shoulders, nails clawing into his pale skin, leaving angry crescent moons behind. you’d feel sorry for him if you weren’t biting your lip so hard you’re scared it’s going to split, because god, eddie’s so thick— and you don’t know how your little cunt is going to take him. but you’re not going to back down, you’re far too stubborn. but fuck, the stretch is something monsterous.
he’s taking excellent care of you though. being so kind. “‘m sorry honey. i know,” he’s saying, kissing you on the forehead, rubbing your weepy clit apologetically with his thumb. he isn’t even half way in yet, but there’s already tears sparkling on your lashes. “you’re so good for me. so brave. let’s go slow, yeah?”
you’d been all bark, and you’re a little humiliated because he’d warned you. eddie’d tried to prep you well. fucked you on his tongue, got you nice and wet and throbbing for him. but, there’s only so much you can do. when you’ve got a heavy dick like his, well, it’s bound to happen.
“eddie.”
“oh angel,” he coos again. he takes his kissing to your cheeks, your throat, your collar bones. “almost there. you’re such a good girl. taking it like a champ. let me make you feel good, yeah?”
and he does.
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