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Alright, who’s gonna write this for me?

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I actually hollered out loud this is so funny 😭

“She’s busy“

Playing with fire here texting your lads man "she's busy" as a joke. A/N: highly requested

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For anyone interested, Yes my requests are open! There are requests that have been sitting in my inbox for months tho 😭 Just an fyi

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Me writing the Sylus cheater fic while this is my bio:

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YOUR PROFILE PICTUREEE UHFFFHDHF IM DED

As you can tell i’m really enjoying this event, here’s some of my fav Raf photos i’ve captured 😛

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Mwah 💕

Helloooo how about sylus x reader angst?? Such a fan of angst. Thank you 🥺

Broken Bond

Sylus x reader

He's been cold lately.

Sylus was never known as a man of emotions, he was known for his cold and frightening exterior.

But you, you got a side of him no one has ever seen before. Well, until her.

Now that she, Ms Hunter as he liked to refer to her, was here you felt as if you were no longer seeing your lover but the cold boss of the N109 Zone.

Now, you didn't want to jump to conclusions, perhaps you were just being emotional. Perhaps you were being insecure and there really was no changes. You just don't recall being ignored or blown off this much. You understood he was a busy man, but not seeing him for days at a time without warning? That never would have happened before.

You continued to ask Luke and Kieran where he was and their answers were always the same,

"With Ms Hunter." They never liked seeing the hurt in your eyes at their response, after all, they were practically your sons by now.

"It's nothing but business!" Kieran would try to add. "He loves you very much!" Luke would pipe up. But you didn't believe them. That spark of love you both had was slowly fizzling out.

You began to distance yourself from Sylus' base.

Maybe he would start to notice your absence and reach out to you, to call for you back home. But instead it was silent. Your phone sat still. Instead of Sylus, it was the boys contacting you saying how much they missed you. How empty it felt without your presence at the base.

One last time. One last time you told yourself.

You made it over to the base for the last time. You made your way to Sylus' bedroom. The shared place of comfort that you loved so much suddenly crumbled as you opened the door. You were met with the sight of Sylus and Ms Hunter with their lips locked. Their eyes were closed as they were connected in a kiss.

Shock took over your body, you only snapped back to reality after Ms Hunter opened her eyes.

She smiled into the kiss as she starred directly at you.

Rage filled your body. Storming out you slammed the large door behind you leading Sylus to finally realize your presence.

You stormed down the hall to be met with a frantic Luke and Kieran. "What's wrong Miss!" You stopped yourself before you almost yelled at them, they aren't Sylus. It wasn't right for you to take your anger out on them. Instead, you wrapped your arms around them both as you squeezed them in a hug.

"Don't forget I love you guys, ok?"

"Wha-" Luke began to say before You stormed off once more.

You heard footsteps trailing you, then a voice.

Sylus. He yelled your name hoping you would stop but instead you pretended you didn't hear him. He screamed it once more. This time you whipped your head around. "What Sylus?" You barked.

"It wasn't what it looked like, Kitten." He said as he tried to reach out for your hand. You dodged his hand as if it would burn you. "Don't give me that bullshit Sylus."

"She kissed me, I didn't kiss her."

"No? You seemed you were enjoying it quite a bit though? Your eyes were closed and you were leaning into her. Who knows what would have happened if I didn't walk in." Your words were laced with pure malice at the man you once loved.

"Kitten-" You cut him off. "Stop with that fucking name Sylus! We were supposed to be soul bound!

But apparently I was just a piece of ass that was convenient for you until you found the next. Fuck off, Sy."

He scoffed, "You really think that's all you were?"

"Clearly that's all I was if you were willing to throw it away without a second thought." Looking at your wrist, you ripped off the bracelet that looped around it. The bracelet that Sylus had gifted you for your anniversary. The bracelet that held half of the red jewel that was shared between the two of you.

Throwing it to the ground, you stepped on it. A loud crunch could be heard.

"Now, there are no more ties between us.

Goodbye, Mr Qin." You said as you slammed the entrance door once again behind you.

Taking a moment to breathe, tears steamed down your face. You held them in, not allowing yourself to cry in front of him. But now they streamed like a waterfall down your face. A heartbroken sob escaped your mouth.

And that's how your soul bonded love ended.

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Helloooo how about sylus x reader angst?? Such a fan of angst. Thank you 🥺

Broken Bond

Sylus x reader

He's been cold lately.

Sylus was never known as a man of emotions, he was known for his cold and frightening exterior.

But you, you got a side of him no one has ever seen before. Well, until her.

Now that she, Ms Hunter as he liked to refer to her, was here you felt as if you were no longer seeing your lover but the cold boss of the N109 Zone.

Now, you didn't want to jump to conclusions, perhaps you were just being emotional. Perhaps you were being insecure and there really was no changes. You just don't recall being ignored or blown off this much. You understood he was a busy man, but not seeing him for days at a time without warning? That never would have happened before.

You continued to ask Luke and Kieran where he was and their answers were always the same,

"With Ms Hunter." They never liked seeing the hurt in your eyes at their response, after all, they were practically your sons by now.

"It's nothing but business!" Kieran would try to add. "He loves you very much!" Luke would pipe up. But you didn't believe them. That spark of love you both had was slowly fizzling out.

You began to distance yourself from Sylus' base.

Maybe he would start to notice your absence and reach out to you, to call for you back home. But instead it was silent. Your phone sat still. Instead of Sylus, it was the boys contacting you saying how much they missed you. How empty it felt without your presence at the base.

One last time. One last time you told yourself.

You made it over to the base for the last time. You made your way to Sylus' bedroom. The shared place of comfort that you loved so much suddenly crumbled as you opened the door. You were met with the sight of Sylus and Ms Hunter with their lips locked. Their eyes were closed as they were connected in a kiss.

Shock took over your body, you only snapped back to reality after Ms Hunter opened her eyes.

She smiled into the kiss as she starred directly at you.

Rage filled your body. Storming out you slammed the large door behind you leading Sylus to finally realize your presence.

You stormed down the hall to be met with a frantic Luke and Kieran. "What's wrong Miss!" You stopped yourself before you almost yelled at them, they aren't Sylus. It wasn't right for you to take your anger out on them. Instead, you wrapped your arms around them both as you squeezed them in a hug.

"Don't forget I love you guys, ok?"

"Wha-" Luke began to say before You stormed off once more.

You heard footsteps trailing you, then a voice.

Sylus. He yelled your name hoping you would stop but instead you pretended you didn't hear him. He screamed it once more. This time you whipped your head around. "What Sylus?" You barked.

"It wasn't what it looked like, Kitten." He said as he tried to reach out for your hand. You dodged his hand as if it would burn you. "Don't give me that bullshit Sylus."

"She kissed me, I didn't kiss her."

"No? You seemed you were enjoying it quite a bit though? Your eyes were closed and you were leaning into her. Who knows what would have happened if I didn't walk in." Your words were laced with pure malice at the man you once loved.

"Kitten-" You cut him off. "Stop with that fucking name Sylus! We were supposed to be soul bound!

But apparently I was just a piece of ass that was convenient for you until you found the next. Fuck off, Sy."

He scoffed, "You really think that's all you were?"

"Clearly that's all I was if you were willing to throw it away without a second thought." Looking at your wrist, you ripped off the bracelet that looped around it. The bracelet that Sylus had gifted you for your anniversary. The bracelet that held half of the red jewel that was shared between the two of you.

Throwing it to the ground, you stepped on it. A loud crunch could be heard.

"Now, there are no more ties between us.

Goodbye, Mr Qin." You said as you slammed the entrance door once again behind you.

Taking a moment to breathe, tears steamed down your face. You held them in, not allowing yourself to cry in front of him. But now they streamed like a waterfall down your face. A heartbroken sob escaped your mouth.

And that's how your soul bonded love ended.

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It’s weekly “Mina has a headache” time!

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The new lead is gonna be a woman???

Kidding it’s just me. I made an edit, what if I was a love interest! let me know what you think :)

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he got his masters in cuntology with a concentration in motherlogical studies from the university of servington.

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#needthat

Had to tell her that dick off limits I hop on it at night, I'm a menace.

pairings: rafayel x possessive!reader

cw: unprotected sex, cowgirl, overstimulation, whiny!rafayel, crying, dom!reader, cum play, sub!rafayel, playing with paint, needy!rafayel (come on, it's him we're talking about), possessiveness, jealousy (sorta), he loves possessive women sm

You can't convince me that Rafayel isn't a whiny sub while you're riding him.

You didn't like the way women were so touchy and flirty towards him during his art exhibition earlier. But you know damn well, that Rafayel is still going to be the one crying later.

His back was laid against the floor of his studio. He panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. His white-collared shirt fell off his shoulders, buttons not in place. He whined against your touch-- body reacting to every move you make.

He flutters his lashes, eyes glassy as he looked at you with his blue orbs, his gaze filled with love and lust-- face flustered as he whimpered.

His lips quivered, feeling his gritty cock inside your warm pussy. Just right after Rafayel entered your tight hole, he immediately came.

Can't resist how it sucks his whole cock so good--your walls clenching him inside.

Resting his head against your bare chest, whimpering like a puppy, apologizing to you like a blabbing mess.

You did this to him.

This man will let you; use him, make you do everything to him-- just to please you.

Oh god, what would the sea even react if they found out how freely and unhesitantly their sea god submits himself to a mere human?

You can't help but grin, adoring his pitiful state. Feeling his cum leaking out of your throbbing hole, dripping down to his cock. You leaned over and pulled him into a heated kiss, earning a moan from him between.

Hot tongues dancing inside as he savors the taste of your plump lips.

You pulled back from the sloppy kiss, his lips swollen as he looked at you with his lustful eyes. Saliva connected your lips and his-- the look on his face was begging for more. You caressed his cheek with your hand; Rafayel leaned into your touch as he placed his hand over yours, moving his head and placed a soft kiss on your palm.

You leaned back, the way your tight hole swallowed his whole cock, the way it clung to it-- makes it hardened more as it twitches inside of you.

Your soft hands resting over his pelvis-- soothing it circles with your thumb as you smeared his cum and your juices together.

"Mon amour, p-please... 'lease, use me as you please." He begged, as if he were pleading you to take control over him. His mind went hazy; he was in pure ecstasy. Keeping his pace-- pounding his cum deep inside your womb.

He's so desperate-- to feel you, touch you, and be inside you.

Trying to catch your breath, you placed one hand on his chest while the other reached out for the brush with wet paint. Holding it, you positioned it against his pelvis, which was already smeared with his cum and your juices.

Fuck, he finds it hot when you're in control-- dominating him as you please. And most especially-- how possessive you are.

As you ran the brush against it, you wrote something with bold, capital letters. Rafayel pursed his lips, his body quivering with every stroke of the brush.

After finishing, you threw the brush away. He leaned in to see what you had written:

"MY PROPERTY. ♥"

He loves possessive women!

masterlist

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Tag Game: Get to Know Me

I wasn’t tagged but this was cute and I wanna do it!

Last Song: Lotto - EXO

Last Movie: I have no clue because I don’t watch them often

Last Book: Where’s Molly? - H.D Carlton

Last TV Show: Chicago Med

Sweet, savory, or spicy: Sweet (Sour if you will)

Relationship Status: Single

Last thing | Googled: Adult Romance MangaPlaza 😭

Looking forward to: NCT concert!

Current obsession: LADS & romance manga :)

Tag Game: Get to Know Me

Tagged by: @razrogue (Thank you hun 🩵)

Last Song: Big Boogie - Pop Out

Last Movie: Captain America: New Brave World

Last Book: Bad Guy by Kenya Goree-Bell

Last TV Show: The Rookie

Sweet, savory, or spicy: Sweet & Spicy

Relationship Status: Taken

Last thing I Googled: Last day to file taxes

Looking forward to: King of Envy release

Current obsession: Twitch & Solo Leveling

tagging w/ no pressure ; @kookieluvs @tamaki-simp @sayangrafayel @mephisto-reporting

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Oh i’m definitely writing something

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I was actually clawing at my sheets reading this. HOLY FUCK???? This post will be living in my brain forever thank you

glorious evol-ultion!

✶ L&DS x gn! reader

word count ✺ 2.9K

summary ✺ you discover you can use your evol to make your own strap-on, & it lets you feel everything.

warning ✺ minors DNI! pegging, top! reader, bottom! LIs, misuse of evol lol, reader is gender neutral & afab. individual warnings for each blurb. based on this post. reblogs & comments are very appreciated <3 happy belated valentine’s day

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Xavier — cockwarming, bratty! Xavier, dom! reader, degradation, pet names (my moon, bunny), maybe hints at somnophilia, Xavier is so disobedient but he’s cute while doing it so…

You rest your head on Xavier's shoulder, nipping kisses into his skin. His skin is flushed all the way down his back and across his neck. You peer over at his unnaturally quiet form. You bite down on his skin harder, fishing for a reaction.

“What's on your mind, bunny?”

Finally, you get to him. His breath comes out ragged, and he thrusts imperceptibly backwards. You wouldn't have noticed if your focus wasn’t completely on him. You reach down, wrapping an arm around his waist and holding him flush against you. He tries to grind against your strap again, but you're ready for his bratty behavior this time. You hold his hips still against your own, denying him the relief you know he’s craving. You’ve denied him over and over again, and you’ll keep denying him until he learns his lesson.

He lets out a long, low moan, tipping his head backwards. He peeks over at you with desperate eyes.

“My moon, please, please, please fuck me. Need you…hng– so bad.” His voice is sweet and patient, but you know it’s just a cover. You pull him closer, which makes your strap fit deeper in him.

You grit your teeth as you feel him clench desperately around you. Or, technically around your evol. But your evol is so strongly connected to your own senses that the energy you’ve poured into your phantom dick feels so real.

You drag your teeth over the soft cartilage of his ear. “Don't act so innocent now, Xavier. You were a fucking brat all day. What makes you think I'll give you what you want?”

He groans in frustration. His hand shoots out to wrap around his throbbing, aching dick, not caring about the consequences. It takes you a split second to realize, and when you do, you slap his hand away.

You tut, jerking his chin so that he has to look back at you. “Such an impatient fucking brat. That’s why I need to train you, bunny.”

He cries out desperately at the lack of attention to his cock and his prostate. He pleads, too far gone to care about how much he’s submitting to you. “Please, baby. I know you need it too.”

You squish his cheeks, watching as he pouts into your touch. “Do I? I can control myself, unlike you. You’re just a dumb bunny, desperate to get off without a care in the world. You get too desperate when you fuck a hole, or when you’re getting fucking. I need to teach you, or you’ll be too horny to think straight.”

Xavier cries out again, but he doesn’t make a move to get you to stimulate his prostate, so you reward him with a sweet kiss. He tries to deepen it, but you pull away with a smile. You snuggle into him, taking a deep breath into his hair. You run your hand back down his chest, resting it gently over his waist.

“Come on, Xav. If you’re a good boy and sleep like this, I’ll fuck you when we wake up, okay?”

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Sylus — belly bulge, missionary, service/sub top! reader, creampie, overstimulation, hints at multiple rounds, sylus is a size queen, little bit of dacryphilia, praise (r receiving), sylus talks you through fucking him

It’s hard to breathe with Sylus’s tight hole wrapped so beautifully around your strap. You get it now, why he gets so lost in pleasure when he fucks you. And now that you’re fucking him, you never want to stop. You feel like some kind of uncontrollable beast. Your kisses against his lips are spit-slicked and downright hungry. Your thrusts are fast and mean. Nothing on this Earth can pull either of you away from each other.

Sylus, to his credit, takes your pace like he was made for it. He’s laying with his back arching off the mattress, and his legs around your waist keep your strap deep inside him. Thank god for your dedicated hunter training, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hold yourself up above him this long. 

You feel like a desperate mess. Even your evol is out of control. It leaks essence against his hole, making your strokes wet and easy. You wonder if you can fuck him hard enough to draw an actual orgasm out of your evol strap. The thought makes you moan, and you fuck him harder and deeper, deserate to see yourself leaking out of him.

The pleasure is so overwhelming that you blink in surprise when his large hand comes up to brush your cheek, drying your tears. You hadn’t even realized that you were crying. 

Sylus gasps at a particularly deep thrust. “So good, sweetheart. You’re fucking me so good. Can feel you in my throat.” His words slur together because of the pleasure, and you take it as a motivator to keep going.

You squeeze your eyes shut. “Fuck. Don’t say that. I won’t be able to hold on much longer.”

He grins. His next words are slow and tantalizing. “Who said you had to hold yourself back? Give it to me, sweetheart. I can take it.”

His words and his roaming touch send you spiraling. His legs hold you against him so tight that you can barely pull back, but you make up for it with how deep your thrusts are. You just want to fill him up as much as you can.

Sylus throws his head back against the pillow suddenly, and his hands claw desperately at your biceps. You wish you had your phone, so that you can record his loud, whorish moans. You stare down where you're being sucked into his desperate hole, and that's when you notice what made him lose his composure.

Your strap is girthier than it had been moments ago. And if you focus, you can feel how much deeper it's reaching. Your innate desire to fill him up has made you a perfect fit for him. 

You stare down at his stomach, mesmerized. As you continue fucking him, your hand reaches out shakily to press your hand against the bulge that has formed from your enlarged evol cock. You keep pressing, even as Sylus convulses around you. He releases all over his own chest, and you fuck him through his orgasm.

Your eyes roll back as you feel your evol spill into him, hot and thick. 

You gasp, trying to catch your breath from all the energy you'd exerted. When you come down from your high, you stare with wet, pleading eyes at Sylus, who looks dazed. You pat the bulge in his stomach lovingly, making him twitch at the overstimulation.

“Sy, can you give me just one more? Please, I promise this will be the last one.”

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Zayne — cowgirl, zayne is on top and in control, reader is desperate and drunk on zayne’s hole, finger sucking, oral mention (r receiving), zayne bounces on it like a professional

You thrust your hips upwards on instinct. You know you’ve made a mistake the moment you do, but you can’t help yourself. You curl your fingers into the duvet to control yourself better. It takes a few careful breaths to remember the instructions that your boyfriend had given you. 

It takes everything in you not to thrust your strap deeper into Zayne’s hole. How can anyone blame you, with the sight before you? Zayne is just sitting so prettily on your lap. His thick thighs press against your hips on either side, and his poor, neglected cock rests on your stomach. It spurts pre cum every now and then, but otherwise, Zayne is the epitome of control.

He stares down at you, and you can practically feel the scolding at the tip of his tongue. He moves to lift off your strap, and you reach your hands out to hold his hips down, keeping him in place.

You babble desperately, hoping you can convince your boyfriend to forgive you. “‘M sorry, Zayne. Didn’t mean to be bad. You just feel so good. Please, I wanna make you feel good!”

He tuts disapprovingly. His hands caress your skin gently, trailing up your hips and waist. Your eyes flutter shut as he brushes his thumb over your bottom lip, his other fingers pressing against your cheek. You take his thumb into your mouth like you know he wants. You know your eyes are wide and wet and dumb as you stare up at him desperately, silently begging for more. He presses his thumb against your tongue, watching you drool all over the digit.

“Are you going to be good and let me use you, my love?” His voice is calm and grounding, and it brings you back to him. 

During any other circumstance, Zayne would loathe to use you for his own pleasure. He has spent many, many evenings unwinding with his face buried between your legs. But today is different. You want…no, you need this. You’re still not used to your evol-powered strap, but that's okay. That’s why Zayne is here, to help you think with your head instead of with the energy coursing between your legs.

You nod, hoping he can see how badly you need him to use you right now. And because it's Zayne and he always knows what you need, he lifts off your dick slowly before sinking back down. 

You gnaw on his thumb as he finds a rhythm, watching his face pinch in pleasure as he bounces on your strap. His heavy-lidded eyes peel open so that he can look down at you. You whine around his finger, pleading. For what you’re not entirely sure. Zayne pulls his thumb out of your mouth with a soft ‘pop’.

Before you can complain, he leans down, arching his chest into yours and capturing your lips against his in a sweet, soothing kiss. 

He pulls away slightly so that he can stare into your eyes, but a string of saliva keeps him connected to you. His smile is gentle.

“So good for me, my love. Do you think you can cum inside me like this?”

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Rafayel — backshots, rafayel is a good boy i promise, he’s also cockdrunk, marking & slapping (m receiving), creampie, mention of a threesome with a certain someone….., rafayel is glued to your strap 24/7

“You didn’t answer my question, Rafayel.”

Poor Rafayel doesn’t answer. How can he, with the way you’re pounding into him? The grip you have on his waist is intoxicating. With each thrust, you dig your nails into his skin, knowing it will leave crescent-shaped marks later. 

It will just add to the other marks you’ve painted across his body. You’re no artist of his talent, but there’s something about the way that you can use his body like your own private canvas that makes you want to leave as many marks as you can. 

Rafayel still doesn’t answer you, or even acknowledge you at all. He’s too busy drooling over the covers and moaning out incomprehensible praises. His arch is deep as he presses back against your mean pace, and you’re certain he’s too cockdrunk to realize that you’re even speaking.

You land a sharp slap against his round ass, which is already red with the impression of your palm. He cries out at the impact, so you caress him gently in apology, watching it jiggle with every slam of your hips against his.

You sing-song his name mockingly, “Raf-a-yel. Is my good boy still with me? Or is he too dumb to answer?”

He whimpers in response. “No, ah! I-I’m here! ‘M your good boy, I promise.”

You reward him with another deep thrust. “So answer me, where do you want me to cum on you?”

You and Rafayel have been experimenting with your evol, and you’ve made the wonderful discovery that your dick can cum at your will. You’ve been testing the evol strap in as many ways that you can, in every location and every position that comes to mind. And Rafayel is being so good, helping you discover your favorite ways to fuck him. So far, full nelson has made you cum the most, but something about doggy is making you feral. Something about seeing Rafayel so desperate, so pliant, so vulnerable to your touch…it’s exhilarating.

Rafayel seems to agree, if the way his cock leaks onto the bed is any indication. He would do anything you asked him to, in this state of mind. You don’t know what to do with that kind of power over him. 

“I-inside, please?”

You reach down, stroking his neglected cock mercifully. He fucks himself back against your cock, matching the rhythm of your hips and strokes. 

“Please,” he gasps out. “I’m so close!”

You smile down at his arching back. “Yeah? Gonna cum for me? Come on, I want to see you fall apart on my cock.”

His arch gets deeper the harder you pound into him. Your rhythm is so off now, it's a joke. He can’t match your thrusts anymore, so he just drops his upper body against the bed and lets you have your way with him. His whines get so loud and needy, and it encourages you to push you both over the edge, until your evol fills deep inside of him.

Rafayel’s hands scramble over his back, searching for your’s blindly. You soften, intertwining your fingers with his as he comes down from his high. He flops onto his back, legs all jelly-like. You lay beside him, massaging his legs comfortingly.

“I have an idea for next time. You know that friend you made in the N109 Zone? What if we—”

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Caleb — sub! caleb, mean! reader, oral sex (r receiving), boot humping, make up sex?, degradation, dacryphilia, reader & caleb match each other’s freaks, little bit of angst, little bit of s&m, caleb straight up worships reader

“I’m sorry.”

You deliver another slap to his face. There’s no strength behind it, but you need Caleb to know how upset he’s made you. You could never bring yourself to actually hurt him. But he left you, and you’re so angry.

Your voice is hoarse as you say, “I thought you were dead. You– you let me think you were dead. And now that I have you back, you think you can leave?”

He opens his mouth to explain again that he needs to go to Skyhaven for whatever stupid reason, but you don’t want to hear it. You grab his chin and force him to look up at you. You can only imagine how you look—tears of anger and grief streaming down your cheeks with your evol strap fisted in your other hand.

You stare down at him coldly, though your heart twinges at the tears falling down his own cheeks. You drag the leaking tip of your dick against his pouting lips, smearing your essence against them. Your evol mixes with his salty tears.

“How about you make it up to me?” You ask coyly. Truth be told, you’re not all that mad at him. You’re grateful that he’s alive. But if he’s offering himself to you like this, if he’s on his knees begging for your forgiveness, you’ll take, and take, and take.

You press your tip against his lips messily, watching him lick it gently. You know he doesn’t mean to tease you with his kitten licks, but you’re impatient. Your brows pinch in pleasure as you force him to take you deeper into his mouth. His cheeks hollow, and he grabs your hips for stability as he slides your dick in and out of his mouth. 

He pops off, letting your strap slap against his face gently. He nuzzles his face against it, staring up at you like nothing else exists but you and him. “You have the power to command me.”

You stare down at him. His eyes are large and desperate, and he looks up at you like you’re a divine being for him to worship. Your hand digs into his hair, tugging on it just because you can.

His voice is low and pleading as he whispers, “Use me. Use me, because I am yours. I will always crawl back to you. They can’t keep me away from you.”

His promise makes you smile. Because that's what his words are—a promise that he will never leave you again.

You have to reward his loyalty. You press the sole of your boot against his aching cock. You can feel how hard he is, even over his pants. When he lifts his hips, grinding up against your boot, you give him more. You’ll always give him what he wants.

As he finds relief in grinding and humping your leg, you press your strap back against his eager lips. Your fingers dig into the back of his head, and you fuck his mouth fast and hard. More than anything, you need to see your cum all over his face. To claim him.

You make your own promise to him, “If you ever try to leave me again, I will lock you up, and I’ll make sure no one takes you away from me.”

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Guys this isn't usual Mina but my friend and I found this tiktok audio saved from like 2021 in my saves. We can't figure out who the voice belongs to, if anyone recognizes it please let me know. It's driving us insane

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Can I pay someone to do my college homework I don’t wanna

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Guys, incoming fic idea.

Credit to qedvd on Twitter 🖤