hushed-woodsman

[hushed-woodsman]

Can we pls get more of masochist yandere I love him so much!!

For you anon <3

Tags: PT.1, bratty masochistic yandere slowly pushing to dominate him, dirty talk, he's trying so hard to seduce you, bunny costume, "miss/mistress," 18+

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“Hey roomie~ I wanna show you this new thing I bought. I hope you'll like it!” You groaned at the sound of the cheery high-pitched voice, hating how sweet his voice sounded. You could practically hear him jumping from excitement. His foot lightly tapping the ground in impatience. "I wore it all for you, y'know? It'd be rude if you didn't look."

"Don't tell me it's another one of those shirts that says 'I belong to her' or whatever. Those were fucking childish."

Scrolling through your phone, you didn't bother making eye contact. A part of you enjoying the exaggerated whine coming from him. "First of all, mean! Second, it's nothing like that. It's totally different. Come on, come on. Look at me! Please. Pretty please?"

A tired sigh unintentionally escaped your lips. All he ever caused was annoyance and a headache. You finally took one glance at him before going back to your device. Pausing for a second to register what you saw. Your eyes traveling back to his figure, scanning him up and down from his bare thighs to his exposed collarbone. He was wearing black over-the-knee socks, with a bunny costume tightly hugging his torso. Accessorized with detachable white cuffs and collar with a set of fluffy ears and tail to complete the look.

“Ta-da~ Don't I just look so cute? Hm?” He brought his hands cheeks and posed for you, one of his legs lifted in the air behind him.

"W-what the hell?!" The words left in a mumble. An unexplainable feeling stopping you from looking away. "I should've predicted that you were gonna do something like this."

He had recently convinced you to let him move in with you. Surprising you by breaking into your house with a smile and a prepared meal on the table. Proving his commitment by coming day after day until you gave in. The long romantic dates, the humiliating begging by your feet— all finally worth it when you helped him unpack his boxes.

You finally managed to turn your head. Trying to find something interesting on your phone to distract you from what you saw.

"Awe, come on! Why'd ya look away? It's good material and I got it at a good price! Don't tell me you don't like it..." His words weren't a way to guilt-trip you, but instead an accusation. As if he knew, without a doubt, that it was something you liked.

Realization settled in. "Have you been going through my phone, you fucking creep?"

"Mhm, you know I have. There I was, on my nightly visit to your bedroom, when I saw that someone forgot to close their incognito tabs. It was a real treat~" He giggled evilly, the teasing grin on his face growing as your eyes widened. In a chilling whisper, he said, "I know how filthy your thoughts are. There's nothing you can hide from me." His hands rested on the couch armrest while he leaned down to kiss your cheek. Making a 'mwah' noise before pulling away.

You involuntarily gulped. An embarrassed warmth flushing your cheeks and some place else. "That is a huge invasion of privacy, you asshole! Shit. How did you even managed to guess my password— no, what the fuck do you do during your nightly visits?!"

"ANYWAY, we never take anything further than kissing... And I'm tired of jerking off. So I thought this will help our relationship. I mean, seriously, don't I look fuckable?" He turned around to show you a view of his backside. Harshly slapping his barely-covered bum. "I would fuck me."

"I have a lot more self control than you think. We won't do anything of the sorts. Our relationship, if you can even call it that, needs more time. I don't fucking know how to love an annoying shit like you."

"But don't you want to have a good time? Again, with your tenseness... You need to relax. Making out is really nice and all, but it causes a problem down there... y'know?" He gave you a sly grin. It made you recall the times you caught him with your panties stuffed in his face. "I hope you didn't forget you're the one responsible, so for once, take care of it! It's all your fault."

He plopped down on the couch with crossed arms, the force of his anger bouncing the cushions slightly. A pout on his lips and a playful glare in his eyes. He circled his arms around your shoulders. Giving you a hug from the side and starting his whining. "I'm impatient, roomie~ Dammit, please! Please, please, please! I feel like I'm gonna EXPLODE soon. Augh!!"

"..." You refused to even look at him. Afraid of the flutter in your heart growing.

He continued, taking advantage of your silence to persuade you. "Don't you wonder what I sound like in bed? Don't wanna know how I'd moan your name?" He leaned in way closer. Your body stiffening at the breath fanning your face. A shiver sent right down your spine when he moaned in your ear. "Oh please, miss, please fuck me faster~ Ah~!"

You couldn't look at him, quietly mumbling a curse in defeat. Hands clutching your pants. Hoping he didn't hear how your voice shook. The truth was, you didn't want to deny him any longer, conflicted with how soft you were becoming to him. A part of you wanting to just throw him over and ride him, yet another, more sadistic part wanting to make him cry frustrated tears and beg you to just let him hump your leg. Ultimately, you were unable to stop the dirty scenarios flooding your head. The feeling of arousal growing longer by the minute when his lustful eyes met yours.

You mustered up your strength, "no."

"N-no?" His eyes widened in shock. He thought he had you convinced with his amazing performance.

"No."

You pushed him off of you. Immediately going on your phone. He exhaled a loud huff and leaned back against the couch, arms hugging himself instead. Blankness crossing his features. Why were you so difficult?

A few seconds of silence was shared until he got a new, brilliant idea.

He cleared his throat. Adjusting his fake bow and pushing a random object off the coffee table. "Oops! Better get that~"

He bent down in front of you, in a way that his round buttocks rubbed against your lap. Another way to evoke you.

"Answer's fucking no. Horny bitch." You kicked him away and he gasped in surprise. Dramatically humphing. Slowly losing his cool.

He stood up straight and stomped his feet to the ground. The sexy bunny outfit not making this situation any easier. He came off as adorable, rather than threatening.

"You aren't impressed by my big ass? I worked hard on it, y'know. Don't you just want to hit it? Punish me for dressing so naughty? I won't stop until you put me in my place. There are sooo many other outfits I can try on. So just spank me already! I won't give up. If this doesn't work, I'll just try again and again and a— Who are you texting? I swear I'll find them and kill them! You're supposed to pay attention to ME!"

His hands formed fists when you didn't respond. Fuck, he was getting tired of this. An exhausted moan left his mouth. He fell to his knees in front of you, burying his face in between your tights. Soft cheek nuzzling up against your leg. "Please. Just head pats. At least praise me, call me your bunny. I'll be satisfied with that..."

Finally, you put your phone away. A surge of satisfaction in your chest at how you made him docile only by ignoring him. Your fingers grazed the tip of the fluffy fake ear. Pathetic eyes looked up to observe your movements. Silently asking for more affection.

"Good pet." You praised. Your hand lightly scratching the back of his head. "That's so much better. You were gonna give me a fucking headache with all that whining."

"Ahh, it hurts." He looked so pitiful as he whimpered.

"What hurts, bun?"

A lazy smirk formed on his face. "My pants... they feel so tight~"

You rolled your eyes, You felt a bit dumb for thinking he was actually going to be satisfied with mere praise. Your grip became harsh, fingers tugging the strands of his hair up. He moaned— his eyes closed in pleasure while his bulge twitched against your leg.

"M-mistress, please..." He begged as your spit landed on his lips. He licked the liquid slowly, not breaking the eye contact. Groaning at the humiliating act. "Don't you wanna let me use my skillful tongue on you? Please just sit on my face. I want to taste you, so so so bad!"

"Licking my panties isn't enough for you anymore? Huh? Did you get bored of them that fast? Pity." You teased, pulling one last time before letting go of his head.

He winced. Fixing his hair, and soothing it with pets. "Miss, you treat your poor bunny so harshly. Not that I don't like it. Can I... tell you a secret? I'm wearing one of them right now~"

"Ugh, you fucking disgust me." Your insult only caused him to greedily grind his hardness to your leg faster. He loved the look on your face. "Shit. Stop moving your hips!"

"Mmh, but I want relief, miss. I need it."

A harsh slap rang through the room. He gulped. His movements immediately stopping to obey you. "You'll get relief when I fucking give you permission. Understand that, dumb rabbit?"

"Finally— I mean, yes, mistress. Anything you say!" An endearing smile reached his eyes. "You have no idea how long I waited for this~"

You, too, felt excited. Thoughts swimming through your head about how you'll proceed with this. His fingers spread out to form a V, his tongue flicking up and down between them, giving you an idea of what you wanted to do. Thighs clenching together as you imagined it in your head. "Maybe we'll finally see whether you were lying about your skills, hm?"

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making 781 rishen give head to a toy while amab reader fucks him from behind, calling him a good boy and saying he’s doing such a good job 😌😌😌

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Muffled noises of pleasured cries take turns to dance around the bedroom. Blended together with skin against skin, the small huffs of breaths that you allow to pass your throat. Adam’s apple bopping up and down as you groan at the tight feel around your hard dick.

You push the dildo in Rishen’s mouth further, while jerking him off with your other hand, trying your best to keep yourself steady to pound away at his poor, fluttering hole.

“F-Fuck, look at you. Good boy, Rishen.” Pant after pant, you grin down at your boyfriend, speeding up your thrusts and squeezing at the tip of his cock. The sensations causing him to gag on the fake silicone dick and roll his eyes back into his skull.

Drool tirckles down his chin, making a mess below on the sheets to match the stains of cum. Oh the sight makes you sigh in satisfaction.

A small pop sounds from his mouth as the cock is pulled out, allowing some of the wonderful moans he makes flow freely.

“D-dios— Se siente tan bien.” He whines out, hips stuttering backwards into you. However, tan skin meets the soft sheets quick after. As your hand shovers her down into it to bone prone him and speed up the pace.

“Uh-uh. I said no moving amor.” You chuckle, shoving the dildo back into Rishen’s mouth and moving it to the back of his throat, which takes the toy in like an old friend. Red lips sucking around it desperately, while the moans and whines muffle once more.

You take this oppertunity to shallow your thrusts and slowly go down in pace once more, to accentuate the rough plunges of your hips against his poor ass.

“You hear that?” Tears well up in his eyes at the grunt by his ear, a small moan passing through his lungs. While you continue: “Hear that pretty ass squelching for me all wet while you’re squirting cum all over.” Barking out a laugh, you squeeze tight at the base of his dick and pull the dildo out so far until the tip is the only thing in his mouth.

The heated chuckle in his ear sends him in a dizzy round of arousal once more, the blood pumping to his throbbing cock as he so shamelessly chases the dildo in your hand to put it back in.

“Lay there and take it so good baby. Such a good boy.” You whisper, grabbing his ass hard as a pair of harsh hips piston into the other.

Any sound that had previously been dulled by the sounds of Rishen choking on cock, rips through the air of the room once more, when you pull the dildo out of his mouth completely, licking it clean and tossing it aside on the bed for later if needed. Your hands grip onto the plush flesh of Rishen’s thighs to push her up against you as much as possible.

Back arched and ass receiving a rough pounding, the man below tears away at the pillows. Toes curling as the knot in his stomach recoils and a hard orgasm overtakes him. Cum spurting out of his dick, while you shoot the hot strings of seed inside of him too. Pulling it out after fucking the rest of the orgasms out of him, you watch with a smile as cum trickles down his pretty thighs.

But you do think it is quite a shame letting all of his cum go to waste on the sheets. So why not flip him over and suck him off, while he chokes on your cock this time to clean up the mess he made you make inside of him.

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[hushed-woodsman]

headcannons for cuddling with bayani?

CUDDLING HCS (SUPERFAN! YANDERE BOY X READER)

WARNINGS: sfw, kinda fluff, slight angst, worshipper yandere, kinda insecure bayani as usual, established relationship, lowercase intended, gender neutral reader, i do not condone yanderes

A/N: hey y'all... happy 2025. it feels so weird to say that. i posted my first fic on here a little over a year ago soooo thanks for sticking around with me for so long. i think my writing is still improving and i'm still not very satisfied with a lot of my work, but i really appreciate every single like and reblog i get. thank you guys! (p.s i've actually been writing x reader fanfics since i was 8 years old. you'll never find my old wattpad accounts...) btw i know the banner below is actually from some random manga i've never heard of BUT i was scrolling thru pinterest and saw him and i was like "yeah thats bayani."

BAYANI is utterly clueless on the topic of physical affection. he's completely inexperienced when it comes to anything romantic in general. let's say you suddenly curled up to him while you two watched a movie. he froze and didn't know what to do. his anxieties drove him mad enough to distract him from the movie. should he put his arm around you? where do his legs go? should he lay his head against yours? your comfort is his top priority, so he'd gleefully mold himself into whatever position makes you happy without any regard for his own enjoyment. but should he directly ask you what position you favor? would it paint him as stupid to not already know of your preferred cuddling positions? his worst nightmare is looking like a fool before your eyes.

but as his overthinking worsened, you simply wondered why he froze and took his stillness as a sign that he was uncomfortable. you scooted away from him, and he frowned. did he do something wrong? oh crap, he really did embarrass himself in front of you. maybe he should speak up about it and ask why. if you broke up with him because of it, at least he'd know why.

"did i make you uncomfortable?" he muttered, quiet enough for you to hear but not loud enough to be clear.

"what? no, i moved away because i thought you were uncomfortable. i'm sorry that i did that, i probably should've warned you first..."

silence followed your words, with nothing but the sounds of the television and bayani's quick, uneasy breathing.

after choosing his words carefully in his head, he stammered. "well, i- uh... liked it. i just... didn't know what to do."

"oh, thank goodness. i thought i did something wrong," you laughed. "okay, here's what you do..."

you carefully moved closer to him, resting your body against his and laying your head on his shoulder. then, you moved his arm to wrap around your shoulder and gently pushed his head to the top of yours.

"there we go. see? just like this."

with his chin on top of your head, he directly felt the vibrations of your giggles overwhelming his senses and distracting him from the erratic beating of his heart. it always made him giddy to spend time with you, but being gently directed on how to please you gave him a new, fuzzy sensation in his body that he silently hoped would never end.

his existence is for your happiness. he is nothing but a toy for your enjoyment and amusement. your desires and needs are to be met at your command with no question from him. without you, he has no purpose-- nobody integral to serve. it may seem like a miniscule moment to you. a laughable misunderstanding, even. but to him, he is ashamed of himself for not immediately synchronizing with your needs. he'll remember that moment and take note of it for next time-- it'll haunt him every time he tries something new with you. even if you reassured him that you don't mind, his insecure nature will drive him to absorb every individual second of that memory and dissect it far more seriously than you can imagine. it’ll motivate him to be a better boyfriend for you.

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Benefits of a Shapeshifter GF

Ever been so in love you wanted to climb inside of your partner? Now you can. In fact, wear her as inconspicuous clothing despite the fact that underneath she’s stuffed your holes and you’re on the verge of cumming while out and about.

Now you have a living toolbox for every sex toy and scenario you could ever want. Want a vibrator attached to your clit? Done. Want to be tied down and fucked by the largest dildo you can take? Done. Want to fuck yourself on a tongue the length of your arm? Done, done, and done. She can make every fantasy come true.

Don’t need to worry about strange men coming up to you, she can just split in half and eat them without even making a mess. Problem solved and awkward situation avoided.

Oh yeah and all the kinky sex stuff, she can feel it. Your own dirty fantasies make being her pleasure too. Nothing better than making her cum so hard she can’t keep her shape anymore. Just mind the sharp teeth.

Gives the best hugs.

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Going to a party this Saturday. Push up bra, low waisted jeans w my thong's straps visible as they encompass the fat of my hips and show beneath my cropped v-neck

oh all the whorish things i could do

suck a dick in the next room, get fingered upstairs, even makeout in the same room as everyone else

but what are all the whorish things that everyone could do to me?

you know, when i cant find my phone and am struggling to walk from one side of the room to the other so that i can find it and call and uber and end this godforsaken party by going to bed...

everyone's begun trickling out and it's just the host and a couple of his mates who are staying the night, now, waving the last guy out and giving a girl her bag before her friend drives them home.

then the man helping me find my phone turns on my the minute the front door is locked.

"C'mon guys, get her upstairs"

I'm barely in control of my body - my force weakened as i struggle against the arms that hold either side of my body and strongly walk me to the stairs

but i cant make it up.

my body collapses into the stairs and a groan leaves my mouth. i want to leave; i dont want to go upstairs with these boys. i cant even make it up the stairs. my body is too weak from the alcohol of too many drinks to count over the course of the night.

"You aren't going to come up? We're being nice to you here trying to take you to a bed but you're gonna resist? fine, fuck you, you can take it on the stairs instead like the bitch you are."

there isn't a flat surface to lean my head back against, a man's hips hammering his cock into my mouth as my head limps rests against the edge of the stair, mouth loose and motionless, groaning around his cock lowly as he uses my orifices

i can feel and hear two others spitting on my pussy and dragging it over my folds and playing with my pussy for their entertainment. Pushing a flap left and right to toy with a pussy that wasn't being protected by a sober, private girl like i would normally be.

I could feel their spit dripping from over my pussy to my asshole, and before i knew it I could feel either hole being penetrated - my body manhandled into a better position whilst no no nononoNO'S- left my mouth at the thickness of the cock that began moving mercilessly in my tight hole, balls slapping against my skin as if bruising my self-worth

"God, you gotta see her tits swinging when you fuck her - lemme take a vid to remember - that's gotta be the most shamelessly whorey pair i've ever seen..."

I tried to cover my face with a face, but the hand beneath me gave out instead, and so my body collapsed into the stairs beneath my body. The man holding the camera courteously picked me up and held my up by a shoulder so that my tits still swung for the camera in front.

"Sent to the groupchat, they're replying... Yep, they appreciate the view just as much."

Another cry left my mouth and I felt something tap against my cheek to shut me up. Someone yielded their hard cock in their hand, and appeared to have slapped it against my face to shut me up. I tried to open my mouth to let them just put it in - my drunken brain not working for itself as it urged me to let the man get his release in my mouth

but instead, he continued to keep rubbing his shaft over my face - letting the tip rub against the socket of my eye and the length press into my cheek, letting it movie over either of my wet lips

"Oh the boys in the groupchat really like it. They say they're comin' over in 5 to get some themselves. Hope you're ready for a good long night tonight bitch, because you aren't gonna be able to walk out the door tomorrow morning. Oh no, we're gonna fuck you dumb tonight, then use your broken-bitch body to get us off tomorrow morning, too."

[hushed-woodsman]

Who wouldn’t like this sight?

Your handsome and adorable boy, taking you deep inside his puffy little cunt, clenching around you with tears flowing down his flushed face. Such a gorgeous thing he was, shaking and whimpering while hesitantly raising his hips, just to clumsily slam down again. He was normally better at this, but today, he has overstimulated himself so much that he can barely keep himself from breaking down! His hands desperately held onto your shoulders as he bend over and pressed his forehead against your chest, heaving, gasping for air.

At the same time you just watched him and enjoyed the spectacle. He was so confident that he could get himself off after all. Then his gaze turned to you, glossy eyes with raw need as he slurred over his words, “n-need you..♡ please~ fuck me, break me, wanna feel you so deep inside…” his trembling hand moved down to point at his belly, he repeated circled a specific spot and whispered, “right here ♥︎.”

Since he was asking so nicely, you had no reason to object right? With a swift move, you changed the position so that he was lying on his back. Such a pretty view, you can see his messy little face so well~ “Tell me again baby, what do you want me to do?” You already knew, of course you’d know after he moaned it into your ear a thousand times, yet you still wanted to hear him say it again. He blinked his tears away, thinking for a moment before grinding himself back against your cock.

“W-want you to fuck my womb and breed me- make me yours, p-please, make me your girl~~ ♥︎♡♡”

Good answer, now time to give him exactly what he wants

Your favourites ♥︎

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Hooking up with a puppy hybrid then finding out they mate for life and now he’s sticking to you like glue, ready to make pups.

Or!!

Being the owner of a sweet puppy hybrid who’s been very antsy lately. He’s been sniffing at your crotch and insisting on sleeping with you every night.

But one day he comes to you, tent in his pants, asking if he can practice mating with you.

“J-just practice! For when I find a mate, you know?”

Your precious pup is obviously distressed and in need of some relief, so of course you agree.

Little do you know, most hybrids mate for life. Now that he’s marked you, he becomes incredibly possessive and starts acting like your mate.

Now he refuses to even look at the female hybrids you try to introduce him to, only wanting you.

And that complicates things… just some thoughts.

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his ritual every day when Adami comes after work.

Pss

here is the template. I don't know the author because I took the art from Pinterest(((😢

[hushed-woodsman]

Pervert roommate! omega… especially with bonehead dense gentleman reader.

like he’s telling you that his heat is in a few days, pretty hands poking at your chest as he practically climbs you. he thinks it does the trick to lure you into his bed but the next day wakes up to find his home without you in it since you left to give him privacy

and he fantasizes too,, sniffing your underwear and gym equipment thinking of how you’d stuff him full

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doll-like

or donna with doll joints tattoos !! <3

available on inprnt

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Priest(ess)!Reader is the one responsible for welcoming the new year by summoning its respective zodiac creature.

Consequently, you make your way to the temple with a mild frown. You're not looking forward to this particular encounter, but it is your job and you have no choice. The candles are lit, the prayers are chanted, and a massive serpent monster suddenly appears before the altar.

"So," begins the naga with a deep, rumbling voice, "are you finally ready to accept my offer?"

You click your tongue.

"I'm not going to be your mate. Stop flirting with me," you warn, slapping its tail away. "This is a holy ground."

"You've had 12 years to think about it. I'm not taking no for an answer," he concludes, eyeing you with greed.

His gaze becomes rather entrancing, and you find yourself swaying lightly to the colorful ripples.

[hushed-woodsman]

it only took a night

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Robert Eggers you must make a Carmilla movie next

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yeahhhqwaa

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reverse somnophilia with kylar—as in through the depths of the twinkling night, they can’t help their creaking footsteps from making its way to your thoroughly sleeping form, restless slip their way through an opened window you’ve oh, so thoughtlessly left opened like the forgetful boy that you can be.

but, doesn’t that explain enough on it’s own? that being, an unspoken invitation left by yours truly for him to eventually sneak his way towards your snoozing self—merely unperturbed by the way his quivering figure hovers above your own. prettily dozing away for him to do as he so pleases and that is, to settle himself underneath the woollen covers as well, as though this is where he irrefutably belongs so. him, your curled up form that remains blissfully aware of a foreign presence intimately pressed against your own. . . ah, there it is—found it.

for you see, he’s inadvertently uncovered an unknown secret of yours during one of his numerous trespassing trips of laying upon your single bed, too. one which you’re sorely left unaware of, judging by the way you hadn’t taken proper measures of not purely sleeping in your mere underwear. the sudden grasp of your welcoming arms finding themselves encircled around the width of his rather. . . skinny waist, singular leg hooked upon his hip like it’s the most natural thing to do, as per expected—you cutely cuddle the nearest thing within your reach, in your sleep, but not only that either. simultaneously humping along the familiar curvature of his backside, dribbling cock neatly resting between his asscheeks.

and funnily enough, he doesn’t make the slightest movement so as to potentially startle you. gleefully lets himself be used so, as your unsuspecting stress toy in your slumbering wake. since you certainly need the resulting relief, don’t you? or so, his deluded self has properly convinced himself of such—that he’s surely helping, is all! rubbing along the straining bulge of your leaking cock head firmly pressed against the stretchy material, subconsciously squeezing his squishy thighs to further aid the eventual release, which you seek yourself.

no, no—he really can’t help the stifled whimpers that spills past bitten lips meant to be silenced. cranes his neck partially to the side to witness your utterly adorable expression you’re presently wearing while you’re practically fucking someone’s clothed behind. hitched breath faltering and uncaring for the possible name that may slip out as you’re doing this. solely concentrated on delightfully drinking in the deepening furrow of your brows, flutter of your curled lashes and quivering of your glistening lip. further coaxing you into finishing for your rewarded efforts of crudely grinding yourself against a willing kylar, and finish—you do. rumpled sheets laid askew in the desolate room itself, sticky seed spattering amongst the mattress’s extended space, but more importantly. . . covering the surface of his shorts like a candid trophy meant to be flaunted, which he won’t as this is meant to be only his to witness.

so maybe, the loner breathlessly lays there for a couple more minutes to savour the feel of your body nicely close to his—despite being unconscious of such. steals a glimpse downwards to where his cute, little cock lays untouched and pressed against the inward part of his thigh. doesn’t let himself chase any sort of release either because, in the most pervasive of ways, he finds it hotter that you’ve involuntarily neglected him of such an orgasm. let him silently leave once he’s done his part of satisfying your sleeping form underneath various blankets as though he was never was here, to begin with.

and maybe too, do you awaken in the morning with a noticeably apparent flush to stain the fullness of your cheeks. inwardly cursing at having another salacious, wet dream to be the barren cause as to why your briefs are now stupidly painted shear in your translucent cum. jolting upwards at robin’s curious head peering to the side from your door left ajar while claiming it’s nothing—you’ll be the one to clean this filthy mess and slip on your school uniform on time.

unbeknownst to the fact that the dark headed boy adds another stained shorts of his to his growing collection, disgustingly admires the sheen of your fat load now adorning the fabric of his clothes. sometimes wears them as though they’re a part of himself, too.

perhaps, he’ll make due to consequentially have your pulsating cock catch on the rim of his puffy hole next time and then, hold your dripping seed in his ass to school.

yeah, maybe. that’s an idea.

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THREESOME | feat. top!reader, unspecified!bottom male & female character.

your hands held her thighs, feeling her skin beneath your fingertips while your tongue licked and sucked her clit. making her squirm and arch her back, eliciting a soft, needy moan from her as she started rolling her hips. riding your face while you were taking your sweet time eating her out.

on the other side, he was bouncing and riding your cock, his hole clenching around your length as fucks himself on you. loud, pathetic moans escaped his lips at the sensation of your cock stretching his walls as his weeping and throbbing cock leaked pre-cum. he grasped onto your thighs for support and kept going, tthe sounds of skin smacking against skin and their shared moans filled the room.

it was like something out of your erotic fantasies. he was so full of muscle and irresistible while she was so gorgeous and alluring, and here they were—fucking themselves on you like animals.

she let out a needy whimper when your tongue swirled around her clit, teasing her a little as a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine. he was still riding your cock as if he was determined to make you cum, his pace getting more quick and sloppy because of it. his eyes rolled back when he felt your tip kissing his sweet spot, a guttural moan escaping his lips at the sensation of it.

you could feel your their orgasm approaching them and were so desperate to chase that sweet release, the way she kept grinding on your face as she moans and gasps at your tongue on her pussy and the way he was clenching around your cock tightly and riding you with abandon. it made your dick twitch in arousal and excitement.

her body convulsed on your face as she rode her high, her orgasm hitting her hard as she gushed into your mouth with a moan. triggering his climax as well, his body trembling as his cock spurted out cum, landing on your abdomen.

a groan escaped your lips as your release came in last, you emptied out your warm seed inside him. eliciting a soft gasp from him as he let out a quiet whimper, the three of you were moaning mess as your bodies were dripping with sweat. the smell of sex filling in the air as they both came crashing down on the bed, laying down as they both sandwiched you in between them.

you couldn’t but wonder off in your thoughts, smirking to yourself almost as they lay there beside you while sighing in contentment and holding you close.

this should happen again more often.

[hushed-woodsman]

idk I just liked the "🫦"