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[esthervalea]

Happy Valentine's Day (Sub!soap x Dom!reader)

!!TW!!- ( - reader is a bit mean, overstimulation, bondage, edging, usage of sex toys (vibrator/anal bead), teasing, Soap tearing up and slightly crying, handjob, begging - ) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was Valentine's Day inside the 141, The many happy cheers and laughs among every soldier, Some soldiers received gifts, roses, flowers, teddy bears, and even love letters while you received nothing, you went to your barracks empty-handed. Once you open your barracks turned around only to be greeted by Soap Mactavish on top of your bed with a pretty pink rope wrapped around his thick body, And a pretty pastel pink bow placed on top of his crotch which was no growing harder by the second

Soap's face grew flustered like a red tomato, immediately trying to speak but he was gagged by the white gag inside his mouth, keeping him shut while trying to squirm around on the bed. Once you got over your shocked state. Your expression now had a smirk, That same smirk that made Soap's spine shiver from excitement, once he had stopped squirming around on the bed, You walked closer to him letting your heavy brown boots hit the floor with a Thud. You immediately removed the gag from his mouth letting him drool slightly from the corner of his lips

"Happy Valentine's Day..?" Soap spoke with a slightly awkward yet playful tone, Your hands graze down on his lips before moving down to his neck, his chest then his stomach causing him to squirm from your touch, Your fingers and touch leaving goosebumps in his skin, Your fingers traveled down until it reached that pink pastel bow on top of his crotch that was now a bulge, Your hands went down to his bulge rubbing your fingertips letting your warmth radiate past through the fabric of his cargo pants causing him to let out a soft moan sounding suspiscously close to a whimper. Until you remove your hand away from his bulge causing him to let out a whine feeling the loss of physical contact. "P-please just touch me already!" Soap spoke letting out another whine again, begging for you to just touch him already and give him release.

Your hands went on his black belt unbuckling it before rolling his cargo pants down revealing his black underwear that was the only thing covering his cock from being shown. His breath hitches feeling your gaze go down to his bulge clearly showing and poking out, Your fingers went to his bulge gently palming it. A wave of pleasure washes over his whole body and expression causing him to let out moans and whines while squirming on the bed, The pleasure getting him closer to the edge of release. "I'm gonn--" He got caught off when your hands suddenly pulled away from his desperate crotch making him whine in frustration already. His mouth opened again letting out heavy pants while trying to speak* "Noo! please! please!.." He pleaded desperately for release or for your touch back on his crotch

You finally gave in, but this time you removed his underwear letting his cock finally spring out after being trapped in his clothing, He bucked his hips closer to your hand desperate for your touch. Pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock already, Your hand went back to his now freed cock before starting to stroke it again earning a string of moans and curses from Soap, His eyes started to tear up from pleasure already while bucking his hips closer to you but the rope held him back, In response of his neediness your hand speeds up on his cock causing him to choke on his moans, He was so close, He needed it, No. He demanded release, feeling close to the brink of release and unable to hold himself back. He released all over your hand causing a white sticky mess on the tip of his cock and your fingertips, Soap panted heavily and closed his eyes figuring he was done now.

But he isn't, His eyes widened in surprise when he felt a lubricated anal bead directly at his hole. He gasps before letting out loud moans throughout your barracks, "Wai- I thought we were Mgh-!" He gasps cutting him off from his own sentence when your finger tugs the ring of the anal bead pulling it out of his hole with a Pop every time a bead leaves his hole, His eyes were now filled with tears constantly letting out a sobbing moan from his mouth as his knees buckled from the pleasure. "Too much~ so much!" Soap babbled full of pleasure to form sentences, Once all the beads were out of his hole, you plopped every bead back into his hole causing him to let out a moan and a sob, His thighs shaking now from the overstimulation you were giving him.

His hands tugged against the pink ropes, His brain split in half to try and get away from your touch or lean in even more for your touch Before he could react. The anal bead was pulled off by your fingers again causing him to choke on his sobs, His cock already leaking tons of precum, dripping down his length and onto your bed covers dirtying it. Soap looked up at you with tears in his eyes and cheeks and a flustered expression on his face, "No more..!" He whined before a Buzz met his ear, His back arched when a vibrator was placed directly on top of his tip causing loud moans and gasps from his mouth to be heard.

His legs shook even more from the vibrations before his cock spurted his seed onto the bed sheets, dirtying it even more. Soap gasps out loudly feeling the waves of pleasure and vibrations from the vibrator wash over his whole body like a wave, He tried to stop your hand that was holding the vibrator but the pink pastel ropes held him back from grabbing your hand causing him to let out a big whine, You suddenly turned the vibrator back on causing his eyes to widen in surprise and pleasure. Once you have turned it on he thrashed on the bed immediately letting out sobs and moans

His cock shook declaring that he was gonna cum soon, He started to sob louder as the vibrations grew stronger, He was about to cum when you pulled away the vibrator from his twitching cock. He thrashed again letting out sad pleasured whines when you pulled away, You couldn't help but let out a laugh seeing Soap thrash under you from the loss of contact, Finally you decided to be merciful and placed the vibrator back on and turned it on at the highest allowing him to get the pleasure he desperately needed back, His fingers clutch the pink ropes holding him back tightly as he spurted out his last orgasm on the bed sheets again, He panted heavily letting his orgasm die down. His eyes slightly droop while his whole body softened up

You leaned down to whisper into his ear "Goodnight pretty boy, thank you for the Valentine's gift" You pulled away before removing the ropes on him and changing him into proper clothing What a nice Valentine's Day gift right?

[esthervalea]

Cw: Cuckholding kinda (all three of you are together but Ghost is watching in the beginning), Degrading, Humiliation, Crying, Small cock, Threesome sorta, Overstim, bondage, feminization, Dom/Switch/Sub relationship, Mentioned chastity at the end! lemme know if I missed anything!

MINORS, AGELESS, AND FEM ALIGNED ACCOUNTS DNI

DomTop!Male Reader x VerseBot!John “Soap” MacTavish x SubBot!Cuck!Simon “Ghost” Riley

Imagine Ghost is sat on a chair, facing where you and Soap are on the bed. He’s tied down as a vibe is pressed against his small cock, hips trying to squirm away but unable to escape pleasure as a thick plug is nestled against his prostate.

“Look at him Johnny, look at how pathetic he is.” You’d moan, pounding into Soap. He’d lift his head up, letting out a moan of his own as his eyes trace Ghost. A devilish grin on both your faces.

“P-please. I-I can’t cum again.” Simon pleads, eyes teary as his tiny cock twitches. The vibe attached to him wet from his previous loads.

“What do you think, Johnny? Should we let him loose?” You’d ask, grinding deeply into Soap. Making him clench around you and bite his lip.

“Nah, I think his useless little cock should cum a bit more. After all he wasn’t satisfied being our little cum dump. Said he wanted to use that clit he calls a cock.” Simon pathetically whines, cock spurting as his body shakes.

“Aww, you made his useless clit cum. Made him squirt like the bitch he is.” You’d cruelly laugh, pounding into Soap. “Might reward you for that.”

Both you and Soap watch as Ghost throws his head back, hips trying to squirm as the vibrator makes his cock stay hard. Soap moaning as you press down on his arched back, and slam into him.

“This could have been you, Simon. But nooo, you wanted to use that tiny prick. Wasn’t grateful for our real cocks giving you pleasure.” You’d scold, smiling as Ghost starts to sob. Nodding along to your words.

“Wonder how you’re supposed to use that thing, it’s barely bigger than a clit. What, you want to rut uselessly against Johnny? Hoping your prick can at least tease his hole?” Twin moans reaching your ears at your words, making your hips slam harder into Soap.

“Only useful thing you’ve got is that cunt on you.” You laugh, groaning as Soap flutters around you. Both of your eyes watching Ghost’s thighs shake, his sobs becoming louder. Knowing he’s close once more.

You lean down over Soap, grabbing his chest and pulling him up. You continue to slam into him, enjoying his choked out moan as you change positions.

“Tomorrow, you’re getting the same treatment as him.” You whisper in his ear, feeing him grow stiff in your arms. “Didn’t think you’d get a punishment too, hm? You’re the one who encouraged him to act up.” You reach a hand down, keeping him against your chest with your other arm. Beginning to stroke him, his pre making it a nice wet glide.

“Gonna be the last time you cum for a while. Gonna lock your cock in a cage, let Simon use you with a strap. Really make sure your hole gets used.” And with a loud cry, Soap’s cum splashes onto the bed. His hole clenching around you, making your hips stutter.

You pull out, and let him slump onto the bed. You walk over to Ghost, who’s still so close to cumming. “Think you can cum once more, Simon?” Watching as he pathetically nods, teary eyes looking up at you.

You huff, untying him and turning off the vibrator. “Then you’ll cum on my cock. Need to drive the point home, that this.” You grab his cock with your pointer finger and thumb. “Is just your clit. Unable to be used like a proper cock.” And he whines, nodding as he gasps for air.

You help him stand, and bring him to the bed. Positioning him so he can lay down on his back, and gently pull the plug out so you can slide in.

“Johnny, play with his clit. Or suck on it, I don’t care.” And with that, you’re pounding into Ghost. Making his teary eyes roll back as his cunt is finally used properly.

Soap sneaks a hand towards Ghost’s cock, rubbing it exactly like a clit. “Come on, Simon. Be a good girl, give us one more.” Soap whispers, pupils blown out as he watches Ghost arch.

Not long after does Ghost clench around you, making you groan as he cums. Your hips driving into him stutter, your load filling him up.

Good lord, finished this up after tumblr ate the original draft 😭🙏🏽

[esthervalea]

Being mean to TF141 Men

NSFW CHARACTER RECEIVING CW: Ball busting, edging, overstim, knife play, blood mentions, spanking, sounding, degrading, pussy/cock/ball slapping, impact play, fisting, bondage, free use, dumbification, crying. Lemme know if I missed anything!

MINORS, AGELESS, AND FEM ALIGNED ACCOUNTS DNI

This is some kinky stuff so ☠️ fair warning!

Gaz:

- Loves it when you spank him. Will sit there, spread across your lap teary eyed and begging for more. Also loves how right before you start to rub cream onto his red cheeks, you grab his ass roughly and spread him. Loves the feeling of you looking at his hole, exposing it to the air.

- Loves getting degraded sweetly. For example “What a good, dumb little whore. Doing such a good job, slut.” That mix of praise and degradation, has him leaking like a faucet

- Loves getting his pussy/cock slapped. If you do it while he’s riding you? Expect the loudest and most sluttiest moan, and the way he clenches around you is heavenly.

- Very much loves being overstimulated. Never cums as hard and over and over when he’s being fingered and sucked off at the same time. If you focus on the tip, and really press against his prostate? He makes this cutest whimpering/sobbing sound.

- Loves sounding! Loves the feeling of cool metal sliding down his cock hole. Loves the feeling as it finally slides all the way down and hits his prostate. Finger him and hit his prostate as well, literally goes dumb. When you pull the rod out, and start to stroke him as you finger him? Cums the next second, tears in his eyes.

Soap:

- Loves his balls being played with roughly. Will absolutely melt into a puddle if you grab him while he’s being bratty. A firm grasp, slight twist, and he’s instantly whining and submitting.

- Edge him! Wether you have a thick vibrating plug in him that you can control, with a cock ring around him. Or while in bed as he’s tied down, eyes full of tears as he hoarsely begs. He loves it so much, that when you finally let him cum he’s asking when you’re gonna do it to him again.

- Degrade him! Don’t be sweet with it either! He will purposely rile you up in order for you to be mean to him. Loves it when you pin him down, roughly mark him up, all while calling him a stupid little whore. Bully him! He will cum!

- Huge fan of impact play. Loves seeing the results after, especially if you slapped his chest. Loves when you do it before you’re sent away on a mission, because he can play with the bruises as he uses a toy modeled after your cock. Loves how you kiss his bruises tenderly after, rubbing ointment into them.

- Overstim him after edging him! He becomes the most teary eyed puddle! Will beg you to keep going, even after his cock is all red and barely spurting cum. He becomes so stupid during these sessions, barely able to say anything other than “more” and “please”.

Ghost:

- Fist him. He loves the stretch and burn, loves the feeling of your knuckles against his walls and bumping into his prostate. Loves looking down and seeing a bulge in his stomach. (You don’t go deep though, he does need to recover and be able to walk semi properly the next day… Even if his gait is off and wobbly)

- Loves when he’s tied down and you rub your palm against his tip firmly. Loves how it brings tears to his eyes as he tries to uselessly buck away. The sensation is so overwhelming, all of your focus on his sensitive tip. Has him whimpering and begging for you to stroke him instead. But of course you don’t listen, and make him cum just like that as his thighs clench and he wetly whimpers.

- Degrade him like Gaz, but differently. For example “Dirty boy. I should make you lick my fucking boots, pig.” Call him sweet terms of endearment while degrading him. “Absolutely filthy, sweetheart. Enjoying licking up your own cum off the floor?” Makes him moan so whorishly.

- Likes when you make him bleed, wether that’s because you dug your nails into his hips or thighs. Or because you bit his shoulders, or bottom lip. Loves the sting of it, and how you clean up the cuts after. Cums on the spot when he feels blood trickle down his skin.

- Loves being used like a fleshlight whenever and wherever you want. Loves trying to keep quiet despite the fact your hips slapping against his ass is audible. Loves trying to muffle his noise while you literally don’t care and pound into him.

Price:

- Pain slut. Whip him, paddle him, burn his cigar out on him. Slide into him after roughly and barely prepping him, gets so loud and melts at the burn and stretch. Really mark that bitch up, fucking loves it.

- Knife play. Loves the fact that you know how to use a knife. Loves how you can drag it across his skin just enough to make little beads of blood form. Loves when you put the handle in his pussy, or in his ass as you hit his prostate.

- Step on his balls, step on him! Loves the feeling of your boot pressed against him, will grind up into the feeling and moan so fucking loud. Loves when he’s naked and you step onto his already leaking hard cock. Teary eyes looking up at you, muttering how he can’t help it as his hips start to move. (Even if you punish him, he’ll cum. So lock his cock in a cage after you let him get his fun. Greedy bitch.)

- Loves it when you degrade him with his rank. “Should let the whole base know what a fucking slut you are, Captain.” Or “Think we should let everyone run a train on you, show them that you’re just a pathetic whore. Hm, Captain?” Gets him going like no other, makes him clench around you and nod dumbly.

- Loves being free use while off base. Will walk around in a flimsy pair of shorts that you can just pull down easily. Plug him up after your done, and pull his shorts back up for him. Don’t even say a word, just bend him over and he’s instantly throwing his ass back against your crotch. Loves walking around all plugged up with your previous loads. He’s all fucked out and dumb by the end of the day.

[esthervalea]

leaving ghost tied up while you do chores around the house, maybe you’ve tied a vibrator wand to his crotch so no matter how he moves he can’t get rid of it. he’s probably overstimulated as fuck and teary eyed by the time you get back to him

adding to my last ask with him being tied while you go and do other stuff— im imagining him gagged as well. the doors left open so all you can hear are grunts and heavy breathing, he starts to whine when the pleasure slowly turns to pain and tries to lift his hips to get away from the vibrator

Oh absolutely. It takes a lot to get Ghost whining. The man is almost incapable of it in my mind. You really have to break him down for him to whine, and then it's the most pathetic sound in the world. He sits, bound and gagged, with a vibrator strapped to his cock, for hours. He can hear you tidying up, prepping dinner, sees you walk by to turn the shower on(he knows you wouldn't go anywhere you couldn't hear him, couldn't hear him tap out if needed) and he can't escape the buzzing. He growls for a while, tries to coax you in to the bedroom, just so he can see you. The vibrator is on low enough to keep him hard, but not high enough to make him come and it's agonizing.

He ruts his hips against it, bucks to try and get some sort of friction, maybe that will help, but it doesn't. It just adds to the agony, makes him tug at his bindings harder, growl louder. You don't seem to care. He stops growling, hangs his head to watch his cock, to try and will himself to come, to do anything to escape the heat the coils tight in his stomach. His breaths are heavy and purposeful, his body still as he tries to ignore the feeling, mind over matter. He's a sniper, he can hold position for hours, but this is torture. He comes and it's pitiful, it doesn't ease any of the tension in his back, doesn't ease the ache in his muscles. It barely makes a dent in the tightness in his stomach. He feels ruined by it.

Then the whining starts. It's pathetic really. He came, and it feels worse somehow, because now the vibrator is painful against his cock. It pushes him back to hardness simply through oversensitivity. He bucks his hips to try and get away from the feeling, but there's nowhere to go. He whines and feels the pinpricks of tears against his eyes, wonders if you'd take pity on him if he cried.

He's come two more times, two more ruinous orgasms that do nothing to help the gnawing pit in his stomach, before you decide to check on him. "Oh my big strong boy," you coo, settling on your knees in front of him, "you're sure you can't get out of those restraints?" Your breath on his cock nearly makes him come again. He pulls at his ropes desperately, watches you press your lips to the red head of his cock, your tongue darting out to clean the come off him. He throws his head back and whines for you, bucks against your lips without a care for the punishment you'll give him. You wrap your lips around his cock and it's hell, torturous and slow as you ease down to the base and back up. Your tongue burns him, your mouth is a furnace that leaves its lovely mark on him with each wet kiss you press along his length. "Then I guess you can stay in them a little longer," you tell him, standing again without so much as a proper orgasm.

Ghost sits up straight and lunges after you, barking his pleas against the gag. You smile, lean close to bare your teeth at him, and he growls. "Be a good boy," you order, "and I might let you fuck me after dinner."

[esthervalea]

thinking about domming ghost tbh. this is so tame but i need him so bad — gn!reader, nsfw under the cut

thinking about how you probably mark his neck and chest up underneath his balaclava and shirts. you leave him such pretty hickeys, dark and purple, maybe a bit red in his flesh. when they’re fading, he doesn’t complain when you push his mask up just far enough for your lips and teeth to suck and nip, your other hand gripping his hip.

ghost who didn’t think he had a submissive bone in his body until you had your first long and slow kiss. where he tries to overtake you in the kiss, but he’s pleasantly surprised and dizzy from how you don’t let him—you kiss him until he needs and even then, he gasps for air between kisses as you continue, wanting to get his head all fuzzy.

ghost who quickly finds out his (sexual) threats don’t work on you—you cock an eyebrow up and he finds himself with his cock in your palm, swearing and grunting as you tease his tip; a punishment for his attempts earlier. ghost was never a begger until you found out how to push his buttons just right.

ghost who only whimpers when he can’t think straight, when you bring him so much pleasure that he can barely form any words besides your name and “please”. he’s so embarrassed when you bring it up that he straight up gives you the silent treatment until you stop talking about it—or when you slide your hand underneath the waist band to touch him again.

[esthervalea]

─── ⌜ mona lisa. ⌟ ─── simon “ghost” riley x you. sub simon. dom male reader. blowjob. gun kink. loaded gun play. boot grinding. hint of blood kink. ( alternative for this. )

imagine simon on his knees, mask rolled up to his nose, as he took your hard cock down his throat. you stood, back against the wall, as your hold on your pistol just slightly trembled. it pointed at simon’s head, finger resting on the trigger guard. ready to curl if he disobeyed.

mind you, that you were in the middle of a mission. he begged so sweetly, you couldn’t resist. the enemies were outside, patrolling as they chattered nonsense with each other. the walls hiding the sight of simon gagging on your cock. his eyes looked up into yours, maintaining eye contact as he looked so dazed.

a silent plead to press it harder into him. you did, his helmet blocking his head. his crotch lowered to the vamp of your boot, rocking against it. he moaned around your cock, sending vibrations – like lighting a fire up your spine. his calloused hands were bare to you, free from the confines of his gloves as they were bloody. you held them up to his nose with your other hand, however, as the stench of an enemy’s blood marked as the reminder of his victory had him turned on.

it didn’t help that you had faux disappointment set on your face, taunting him, degrading him. “fuck, just like that, baby.” you groaned, hips bucking into his warm mouth, “i wish you could see how pathetic you look. god, price would be so fuckin’ pissed at you.” you teased, “but this is our dirty little secret, isn’t it?” you hummed, raising a brow in expectation at him. he bobbed his head in response. eyebrows furrowing as he struggled to please you, heavily breathing through his nose as the enemies grew near.

“mmph...” he moaned, muffled, as he grinds harder against your boot. he swallowed around your cock, tongue teasing at the underside. you dragged the gun down to his masked cheek until it reached his neck, and holy fuck, you weren’t disappointed. you could see a very faint outline of your cock in his throat and he looked so beautiful like this. eyes teary and mouth wide open just to accommodate with your size. the intensity of the situation only made his arousal grow, the taste of your pre-cum sending blood south. he was worthy to be a painting; your very own mona lisa.

they’d call him insane, for sure, and simon wouldn’t care – because they’re right. he’s insane, solely for you.

masterlist main @yarelia

[esthervalea]

141 Men reacting to reader with very impressive size

Minors and Ageless and Fem aligned accounts dni, I block as soon as I see it.

Cw: Crying, gagging, rimming, choking, rough sex, face fucking, slight puppy play, a bit primal, a dash of dominance, watersports (will have - so you can skip if you want), cum play/facials, picture taken, recording, sex bulge, overstim, sex toys, sir kink. Lemme know if I missed anything!

Gaz:

- At first he thought you were just joking around, didn’t believe you were 12 inches and as thick as a soda can.

- Was all smiles and taunts as he unbuckled your pants. “You don’t have to lie about your size, I’ll like you regard-“

- Even while soft, you were fucking massive. Instantly hushed him up, making you smirk down at him as your cock twitched.

- “What’s wrong, love? Thought I was small, yeah?” “Tha-that is not going to fucking fit.” “It will.”

- He searches the best and easiest positions for a virgin, because even if he isn’t he knows your cock is going to make him feel like one.

- But you’re sweet to him, letting him lay on his stomach as his hips are held up by a pillow. Kissing and rubbing his back, muttering softly into his skin. You take your time with him, making his body relax before you even begin. Making him melt into the bed, and trust that you’ll be gentle with him.

- Soft moans filling the air as you slowly eat him out, making his hands grasp the sheets as he spreads his legs a bit more. Grinds against your tongue, hole becoming just as lax as his body.

- Sighs in relief when you slowly add a finger to his hole, but groans when you pull your tongue away. You don’t add another finger until his walls go completely soft with the intrusion, adding more lube and slowly adding another, repeating the process.

- By the time you’ve worked him up to four fingers, his cock is a leaking mess and he’s panting. “Please! Just fuck me already!” He moans, biting his fist when you take out your fingers.

- Despite how relaxed his walls are, you take your sweet time putting in your fat tip. His eyes widening at how big it feels already, body shuddering in nervous arousal.

- By the time your just halfway in, he’s already breaking out in a sweat. Guttural moans leaving his lips as you stretch him open. “It-it’s too much! It-it’s not g-gonna fit!” He gasps out, feeling the way you decide to just slowly and continuously slide into him.

- Tears prick his eyes, but you give him time to adjust. Kissing his shoulders and the back of his neck as you lean over him. “I know, I know sweetheart. Just breathe through it, I won’t go until you’re ready.” You reassure him, feeling as he slowly starts to calm down and relax against the bed again.

- He starts to move his hips, soft gasps falling from his lips. Burying his face into the bed, gripping the sheets as he moves back slightly against you. And of course you let him do what he wants, kissing his back until he gives you the go ahead to use your cock.

- “Please, I’m ready!” He whines, moaning when you hold his hips still and reposition yourself to get a better grip.

- And he’s so tight around you, but his walls melt around your length. He wails when you start to fuck into him.

- “O-oh fuck! It-it’s too big! S-slow down! I c-can’t ta-take it!” Head tilted back as his hips move to meet yours, making you huff with amusement. “You can take it, you are.”

- But you do slow down, however, you keep your thrusts hard and deep. Grinding into his prostate, changing the angle of your hips to make sure he feels every inch of you slide against his prostate. Making him choke on his own spit, fat tears falling down his face.

- He cums just like that, crying and shivering at the feeling of your cock deeps in his guts. Making him feel like you’re hitting the back of his throat.

Price:

- Unlike Gaz, he wants you to make it hurt. Wants you to take him so roughly he forgets his own name. Gets on his knees the second you tell him your size, eyes already pleading as his shaking fingers pull down your pants.

- Grinds against his palm, only able to take a third of your length has his eyes rolling back. He pulls off grabs your hips, and demands “Make me take it, fuck my face.”

- So of course, you listen to your Captain. Grabbing the sides of his head and reveling on his gags. His fingers tightening on your hips as you bully your cock into his throat. Hips stuttering as inch after inch is fucked into him.

- By the time you’re fully into his throat, his nose nestled against your curls, his eyes roll back as he cums untouched. His throat tightens and vibrates as he moans around you, making you cum into his throat, forcing him to swallow.

- When you pull out, he coughs and wheezes. Teary eyes looking up at you with need, practically ripping off his clothes with an eager hunger.

- While he is a bit of a glutton for pain, you do make him take at least three fingers (when you would usually do four). Ignoring his huffing and grumbling. When he gets like this, grab his chin roughly and growl into his mouth. “I’m going to fuck you the way you want, but you will behave and take what I give you.”

- Makes him settle, makes him patient.

- Slide into him while you’re both standing, hand on his throat to make his back arch. Loves the way you force him to arch and slide into him in one long, burning, stretch. Makes him instinctively go on his tiptoes to slow you down, but don’t you dare. You tried at some point, and he growled. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

- Practically starts drooling at how full he feels, hand on his stomach as he groans. Don’t let him adjust either, just start fucking into him. Goes pliant in your hold against his neck. “That’s it pup, just need to be held by your scruff and fucked to stop barking. Yeah?”

- Makes him clench, and whine. Nodding desperately against your hand wrapped around his throat. Body jolting with each of your thrusts, knees weakening.

- You’re so thick and long, that when you let go of his neck and hold onto his shoulder, he looks down at his stomach and almost cums on the spot.

- He can see your cock, see as you slide out and thrust back in. Makes him reach a hand down to start stroking himself roughly.

- Even if you cum, or he cums, keep going. Keep going until he pisses himself, cock unable to spurt out another feeble load. Make him unable to think. Fuck him so good that he pisses himself. And if you are still hard, make him kneel in his puddle of piss and cum, and cum on his face. Rub your load into his skin and dirty his beard, and if you have to piss? Clean your cum up with it.

- Take a picture of him all dirty, kneeling in his own mess, eyes still teary. Gives the camera the biggest smile.

Soap:

- Drools the first time he sees it, and is instantly spreading his legs. He’s already plugged up and ready, just lube yourself and slide in… Even then the stretch makes him cry out, hands gripping your shoulders.

- He is a size queen, but even his biggest toys aren’t as thick or long as you. Makes him bite his bottom lip as his thighs tremble in your grasp. You really make him feel the stretch by fucking him on his back, holding the backs of his thighs to keep his knees against his chest. His blunt nails digging into your skin, moaning loudly at the sight of your cock disappearing in him.

- Record him, phone propped up to capture how you really fuck into him. Makes him louder when you say “Should send the recording to the lads, make them see how well you take my cock.” Has him fisting his cock quickly as he desperately nods, his hole clenching around you.

- Get a good shot of your cock fucking into him, he wants to see how his pink hole swallows every thick inch of you after. Turns him on when you both watch it later as he rides you.

- Flip him flat onto his stomach, hold yourself in a plank, and thrust. “D-deep! So deep!” Makes his eyes roll back and his jaw drop open, cock weeping as it’s trapped between his stomach and the bed. Gets so incoherent and loud that you have to push his head into the bed, making you readjust your position. Knees on the outside of his legs, hand on his head as you fuck into him. Makes him weep when you thrust in hard and deep.

- Cums from the friction of the bed and feeling of your cock practically hitting the back of his throat. His cock twitching back to life when you pull out and spread his cheeks to record his hole leaking your load.

Ghost:

- Actually gets intimidated by your size just like Gaz, but tries not to let it show.

- Was happily on top of your lap, grinding down as he kissed you. Pausing when he feels you start to harden.

“What the actual fuck, is that?”

- Takes him a bit of time to warm up, tense despite your assurances that you’ll go slow.

- It isn’t until you offer to let him ride you that he settles down and relaxes.

- Makes you prep him nice and slow, soft hums of pleasure building in his throat. Head rolling back as his thighs hold him up above your lap. Hips rolling down on your finger, strong calloused hands holding onto your shoulders.

- When he deems himself ready, he slowly sinks down onto your cock. Already shaking as just the tip breaches his hole, mouth falling open at the feeling.

“I don’t think it’s going to fit.” “You haven’t even gotten the tip in yet, try.” “Fuck.”

- He lets out a breathy exhale, trying not to gasp as the bulbous head slips in. He’s so tight it almost hurts, making you his and grab his hips, your feet planted firmly onto the floor.

- Low groans escape his mouth as he slowly sinks himself down, becoming low whines when he reaches the halfway point.

“I-I can’t.” “You can, you will. Just let gravity do all the work love, let go.”

- He nods, trusting you to hold his hips as he lets himself sink down. Slow his descent, and watch as his mouth drops open. Loud pants echoing in the air.

- When you’re finally all the way in? He crumples against you, resting his chin on your shoulder as he breathes harshly. His hands gripping your upper arms, as you can feel his hole spasm around you.

“Good job, Simon. You’ve taken it all, just relax for me. I’ve got you.”

- In that moment, something in him snaps. A warmth curling in his gut at your calming words and soft praise.

- Tears build up in his eyes, as he slowly begins to bounce in your lap. A low raspy “T-thank you s-sir.” Falls from his lips, turning into a wet moan when your grasp on his hips tighten.

- When he starts to whine, thighs trembling as sweat pours from his body, you take over by fucking up into him. His nails digging into your shoulders as he starts to babble.

“S-sir! Feel so fuck-“

- A loud whine interrupts his sentence when you grab the back of his neck and bring him down against your cock. Jaw slack as you bully your cock into him. When you begin to stroke his length?

“S-sir!” “There you are darling. Taking me so well.”

- Moans right into your mouth as he cums, tears falling from his eyes, body going lax in your lap.

- Makes you finish inside him, and stay put.

“I need to pull out to clean you up lov-“ “Who said we’re finished?”

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Rolan discovers he likes having his nipples played with...

Yummy, yummy, YUMMY!

Rolan is going to be sooooo embarrassed! MDNI +18!

It obviously happened on accident; it was a very hot day in the city of Baldur's Gate, and while Cal stepped up to watch the shop Rolan was busy sweating away reorganizing stacks and stacks of books. Normally the tower didn't get this hot, but today it was scorching and though tieflings have heat resistance that doesn't mean they don't sweat.

So somewhere between lifting heavy stacks and deconstructing some of Lorroakans lingering spells his shirt just had to come off. Now getting some relief from his sweat drenched clothes Rolan continued to work. What Rolan wasn't aware of was a Tav. you who continued to watch the show of their sweaty boyfriend hard at work. A person can only handle so much watching before needing to make their presence known. So using some fancy footwork you learned from Astarion, you snuck over and grabbed your wizard from behind. This was normally an innocent move, but when your hands brushed against his nipples he let out a whine, a whine you thought was sudden surprise, but what Rolan knew was from the brief touch.

Days of thought processing and on Rolans part so self exploration, him laying in bed fisting his cock as his hand flicks and tugs on his nipple. Tugging to that moan inducing self pleasure Rolan is cumming all over his stomach and seeing stars. Now he just needs to ask if Tav is willing to try it.

Finally when our shy wizard works up the nerve to ask you if are willing... well, it's less of a verbal ask and more a silent plea. As you looked down at him pushing him further and further in your needy core, feeling his cock throb with every tightening quiver. Rolan just couldn't help it anymore, so he takes one of your hands splayed against his chest and lowers it down to his perked nipple. You look at him confused for a second as he keeps his head turned, his eyes shyly shifting from your eyes to somewhere else, praying to the gods your not judging him. Finally, he breaks,

"Well... would you...you know..."

Biting back a laugh you lean down and slide you tongue against his sensitive ear, making him shudder and his cock twitch, a moan soft and whinny slipping from his throat.

"Ask me proper Rolan..."

Rolan swallows and brings his golden eyes back to yours, "Please...touch...pinch..."

In all honesty you would have done anything he wanted after that whinny plea. So caressing turned to light pitching, then that turned to twisting, till finally you where flicking your tongue on his soft bud and he is cumming with a cry. His hands squeezing your hips in a bruising grip as he falls apart underneath you. Rolans wet eyes looking up at you with such admiration as a smile of relive comes to his lips. Gods you spent the rest of the day kissing and teasing him further.

A few weeks later You and Rolan where on a walk to the forge, you had begged him to tag along and being sweet and needing a break from the tomes Rolan agreed to joined you to pick up your commission from Dammon. When you two arrived the smile on Dammons face widen as his eyes flicked from you to Rolan. Dammon grabbed the small bag with your commission inside and gave you a wink before chimming out.

"Have fun you two."

Rolan was admittedly confused till a few moments later when you two were somewhere private. You passed him the bag, and gave him the go ahead. Rolan smirks at you as he opens his present and pulls out a delicate chain, with two clips attached. Rolan felt all his blood rush from his head and before you knew it you were being dragged back to the tower, Rolans tail slightly raised and swaying in excitement to try out his new accessory.

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i reckon retired! john has some trouble getting his cock hard and he can’t fuck you at the pace he once did bc his hips lock. he gets leg cramps as he ruts into you from behind and now gets out of breath quickly. he doesn’t cum as much as he used to and doesn’t get horny as much as he used to.

he’s embarrassed that he can’t take care of a young sweet thing like you and feels insecure about your sex life now. he trims his grey pubes the moment they appear and takes viagra pills when date night rolls around, he doesn’t want you to see him as some old frail man with a flaccid cock.

he even considered asking simon for help, planned for weeks on how to ask his lieutenant to fuck his missus nice and hard. he just wanted you to be stuffed by a proper cock, to be filled to the brim with hot spurting ropes of milky cum.

but your fine with john the way he is, the sex is slow but sweet. he spends more time eating your cunt now and lapping at your nipples. he tries new toys and lets you top him more. it’s a dream really, to have him pliant and needy under you, lapping at your folds for hours and overstimulating you like never before.

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John Price sucking on your nipples and playing with your breasts after having been deployed on a mission for God knows how long, thinking about the provoking photos of your glorious tits you’d send him driving him insane.

He buries his head in between them, flicking your nipple with his tongue just slightly as he pushes them into his mouth. Groans settle in his throat as he softly squeezes them, soft flesh pushing in-between his fingers. Both breasts given the same love as slowly kneading the other breast that its not currently in his mouth.

His cock so stiff, leaking precum just the idea of wanting to breed you, to have your tits full of milk so he can suckle on them any time of day, makes him rut against your leg. His beard softly scratching your skin as his lips never leave your breasts as he endlessly keeps his lips around them occasionally sucking whilst in his sleep.

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hiii kin < 3 do u think we could get more butcher ghost plz … he’s been on my mind literally the time since YESTERDAY wen a big butcher man at the shop in my town complimented my dress & gave me xtra meat 🙏🏽

YOU'RE KIDDING??? Ok but now I'm legit jealous ;;

Okay but...Butcher!Si would definitely do the same :(( Ofc he always gives you some extra meat anyways, only choosing the best and freshest cuts to leave specifically for you, but this time it was a little bit different.

This time you needed to buy a whole chicken because your neighbours were coming over, a lovely older couple that helped you so much when you first arrived in town and you always want them to get the best possible hospitality whenever they come over so you decided to make some lemon roasted chicken, and who would be better to supply it than the lovely, older and huge butcher, Simon!

The thing is you don;t understand (at least not yet atp) what you do to the poor man's heart and cock. When he saw you strutting in, all cute and dolled up in that flowy yellow summer dress with that bright smile on your face, Simon felt like his breath was punched out of his lungs at once.

He'd compliment you in that gruff, low tone of his, throwing only a 'You look pretty', and everything else was kept inside his head, the fantasy of ripping the dress from your body and taking you up against the wall would have to wait until after his shift when he gets back to the privacy of his shitty flat so he can jerk off until he overstimulates himself <3

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“Such a beautiful pain is it not? To love someone who you were never meant to love. A knight and a princess can never be.”

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world

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One-Frog-One 🐸

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Hello again!

May you draw a doodles of Kuairumi? I need more Kuairumi content ☹️❤️

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hoard - part 2 (full comic on patreon)

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Keeping him in line

Warnings: Gunfucking, facefucking, shoe humping, sub Dutch, he's like super pathetic honestly, humiliation (Dutch Receiving), degradation, gender neutral reader, dom reader, the reader is SO fucking mean, Dutch deserves it tho, masochism, pain kink, anal, smut, all consensual dw, I like to think this could've stopped the downfall of the gang

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Thinking about being an "old friend" of Dutch.

Used to go out robbing with him back in the day, until some crap went down. He thought you died, and you thought the same for him. But after the blackwater incident, a long overdue meeting happens when you both try to rob the same train.

Thinking about him "Inviting" (practically begging) you to join him, even though you both know you're doing damn well on your own.

Thinking about once you graciously agree, he's consulting you for every little thing, saying something along the lines of "let me consult the missus/mister" before he plans any jobs, finally taking SOMEONE'S advice other than his own. Treating you like Hosea, like himself. A higher up, a leader, despite you having never set foot in this gang in over 10, 15, years.

Thinking about him insisting that you don't have to do any of the "dirty work" if you don't feel like it. Barking orders at others to "take care of it" while dragging you back to his tent for no reason at all, other than to just smoke and drink and chat about everything and nothing.

Thinking about others being weirded out and slightly jealous of all the praise and approval you get from him, with even Molly questioning if he's sweet on you. Everyone is thinking it, that maybe he had something going on with you in the past. But, even when he was with Annabelle? He had never treated her this kindly.

Thinking about him catching glances at your fingers while you handle your gun, the way you draw it and shoot in the blink of an eye. Watching your hands move as you play poker at camp, making everybody else at the table go broke.

Thinking about him watching the way your chest heaves in and out after a gunfight. Watching the way your silver tongue talks them into money and out of trouble, even better than he or Hosea can.

Thinking about him stating he needs to "take a break" with Molly due to him "needing some time alone" while she watches him talk to you the same way he used to chat with her, but with actual longing in his eyes.

Thinking about you talking to him, almost down to him, with a certain smug look on your face as he looks at you with a certain devotion on his. You calling out the flaws in his ideas and plans, doubting him, doing things that would get anybody else labeled as a traitor. But not you. Anybody but you. As when you do it? All he can do is sit there and take it.

Thinking about you pushing him down by the chest where he sits anytime he does something or says something that you don't like. Knocking his drink out of his hand in front of everybody when he gets too out of line.

Thinking about punishing him for his behavior at night, taking long drags of his cigar and putting it out on his arm as you grip his hair and shove his face into his bed as you fuck him into the sheets.

Thinking about you leaving bruises on his neck after you choke him too hard for being too mean to one of his boys or after one of his infamous plans fuck up once again.

Thinking about making him rut up against your boot as you face fuck him, saying he isn't deserving of even touching you, and if he wants release he has to work for it himself. Stating that your shoes better be shining when he's done down there as he rubs his dick against your spurs, desperate for friction.

Thinking of you fucking him with his own gun after he begs you for more, with you degrading him for getting a hard on. Asking him what the Pinkertons, what his gang, would think if they learned that Dutch Van Der Linde himself is no more than a common whore. One barely good enough to fuck. Saying that maybe you should turn him in, that way you can use the money to buy a whore that actually does what they're told.

Thinking about him crying into your lap as he begs for release, and all you do is laugh at him and shove him off, leaving him alone and aching after you climax and he doesn't. Knowing that he needs this punishment to keep him in place.

Thinking about him palming himself for the rest of the night and choking himself with a tie you got him a long time ago, fucking himself stupid with your gun which you left in his tent. But it's not enough. Such a greedy boy. It's never enough for him.

That's why you have to keep him in line. It keeps him sane.