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simping-on-the-daily · 3 months ago

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how do i meet the strangest men (they always seem to find me)

Summary: The bizarre armageddon, (Weirdmaggedon, you once overheard Ford call it) is upon you and the town of Gravity Falls. Spared from the human throne, the mastermind behind all this wants to share you with him and the man you once called a friend.

Warnings: Yandere content, not beta read we die like Eycludia, swearing, gore, Inspired by suggestive material but not NSFW

Notes: Based on @/yandere--stuck's drabbles and posts!! Title is from Possibly in Michigan, Ford is feral in a cute way and a dog, Bill uses all pronouns and she is transfemme thank you very much,,,,

Gravity Falls was a weird place.

It wasn't a ghost town- everyone here was a lively character, from Manly Dan to Old Man McGucket to Tyler Cutebiker’s horrifying puma-panther shirt abomination to the mailman who wouldn't shut the fuck up about her divorce from two years ago. It's chaos was almost relaxing, and at some point, the gnomes and manotaurs became a breather compared to panicking over last minute Summerween decorations and Northwest’s limo causing seventeen traffic jams in the span of two minutes.

This? This was not fucking relaxing. And it wasn't because of the gaping open wound over your heart, thank you very much.

Even above the chaos, you still felt yourself stressed by the very thought of the town’s circumstances. Bears doing choir and coffee turning to decaf? Sure, why not. A reverse waterfall of what you're pretty sure is blood and the water tower becoming a cannibal? That wasn’t ‘normal’. Those should've been Hades most horrific punishments, Sisyphus and Tantalus style, but no. It was real. And all of it was caused by the fucker in the corner.

Said fucker was currently playing fetch in the floating pyramids ‘penthouse suite’, using your bloody heart as a ball and throwing it to the other side, clapping when Dr. Stanford Filbrick Pines sprinted on all fours towards your still pumping organ. As he held it in his mouth, you felt a pain surge through your chest as his teeth dug through the layers, instinctively curling in on yourself.

“Good boy, Sixer! We’re making new records!” Bill patted Ford's head. Instead of fighting back, as he promised you and his family, Ford melted into the touch, gleeful smile on his face. Was Bud Gleeful dead? God, you hoped so. His shitty cars had no space in the apocalypse. A noise akin to purring was coming through Ford's vocal cords, and you knew that if Bill snapped his fingers and gave him a tail, it would be wagging so hard you'd get dizzy just from looking at it.

“Hey, sweetcheeks! Wanna give it a go?” Bill appeared in front of you, taking your hand off the human skin couch and placing your heart in it like mashed potatoes on a plate. The feeling of it felt gross, slimey in all the wrong ways. Bill intently waited, and you knew that despite his phrasing, it wasn't a question.

You still tried to postpone it, though. “Why not…..yours, this time?” You pointed towards the heart in your hands for clarification.

Bill laughed, hands reaching to where you assumed her stomach was as she chortled. “One day, honeypie! When your eyes won't explode and get in my eye. I like your gusto, though! I knew choosing you wasn't a mistake.”

You looked over to Ford, who was staring at you with lovestruck eyes, waiting for you to make the throw. God, that look was gonna fuck you up. With a sigh, you aimed back, elbow hitting the couch before you released and threw overhead.

You let out a pained whimper as you felt the agony of your heart hitting the roof with a strong thud. The moment it hit the ground, a few feet away from you, Ford scrambled to your heart, tripping on nothing as he ran towards you. With you on the couch and the scientist on his arms and knees, another surge went through your body as you realized how the scene would look from an outsider's point of view.

Bill gave a quick clap. “Impressive throw, snookums! We should go javelin throwing someday, just the two of us.”

You weren't focusing on him, though. All your attention was on Ford, and it felt like neither of you moved. You kept looking in his eyes despite trying to glance at anything else and god, there was a lot in this situation to get desolate or angry about, but damnit you couldn't be mad at Ford, you just couldn't.

For over thirty years, Ford's life revolved around Bill, whether she was Ford’s muse or mortal enemy. And being in a portal for thirty years? Of course Ford had some screws loose, twelve PHDs couldn't protect you from the natural mental decay that'd cause. To come back here, to think you're safe only for Bill to show her face and start the armageddon of shitposting? It wasn't surprising that Ford just……gave up.

Did he, though? Was Ford being mind controlled into this? Was he living in a reality where he wasn't on all fours with an ornate red collar choking him that had ‘good human’ written on the back? Was this the result of being human, of the brain being weird, like some sorta Russian Sleep Experiment or Yellow Wallpaper shenanigans? You didn't know, not really.

But you did know that you loved Ford, or at least cared for him enough to not put the blame on him. Both you and Bill know how he loved putting the pressure on all of his shoulders.

You gingerly placed your heart to the side, and cupped Ford's cheeks with your hands. Only then did you notice they were bloody, and you realized that there was gore nesting deep inside your fingernails with a mental sigh. Ford sunk into your touch, smiling such a happy smile and fuck you think your heart twitched.

“.....Good boy, Fordsy.” You settled on. “You're a good boy.”

You didn't know if it was Ford's tears of happiness or viscera from who knows where falling down your hands and dripping on your legs, but while yes, the sensation absolutely grossed you out, you didn't let go. Seeing Ford in this state was for a lack of better words, magnetic. It felt like a drug, an addiction you don't think your circumstances or Bill would allow you to be rid of.

But was that such a bad thing? Not when it was Stanford Pines who was giving you this exquisite rush?

“Hit the nail right on the head, babe!” Bill interjected, and with a quick snap of their fingers, they were now sitting in your lap. Your hands were taken off of Ford's face and wrapped around the triangle in some sort of hesitant hug. “He is a good boy, isn't he? And you are, too!”

With a gush of wind and a yelp from you, your heart was dragged back into your body, the hole in your body closing. You clutched your sides suddenly, insides now fucking freezing. This wasn't your organ, anymore, not really, it felt like an intruder in your meatsuit, the same way worms made nests in apples and that one unlucky time a fly flew into your ear during a picnic with you, Mabel and Dipper and the ensuing panic that came.

Dipper and Mabel, your stomach lurched with a freezing shiver. 'Let them and Stan be alright,' you prayed. A glimpse from the corner of your eyes caught a dash of pink from the bubble outside, and you felt goosebumps crawl up all your limbs like centipedes with human feet. 'Let them and Stan be alright.' you repeated with a plead.

“Gonna be honest, doll-eyes, I didn't get what Ford saw that was so special about you,” Bill mentioned with a flippant hand gesture, and though you knew you shouldn't give ten shits about what she thought about you, you still felt like shit regardless, like you were in the wrong. Did Ford feel like this too?

“But then I saw you in action, and boy oh boy, I almost turned pink by the sight of it!” Bill's arms were outstretched in a V shape, getting off your flap and floating up to your head. “And then it hit me.” They slapped themselves, and the sight of their pupil going in circles like they were dizzy was honestly sort of humorous, in a really fucked up way.

“You're the perfect middle line between me and Sixer!” She explained, stretching a limb to run it through Ford's hair, who snuggled your leg deeper in response. When did that happen? “And with us by your side, you could be a whole new extreme! Everyone likes a Mystery Trio, and we’ll be the best one this dimension could ever know! Ed, Edd and Eddy will eat their hearts upon seeing us!”

He cupped your face, just like you did with Ford. “You got potential, and me and this cute puppy here got the key, I just know it!” Their eye became a mouth, and as Bill interlocked his hands together, they placed a chaste kiss to your cheek and a more passionate on your lips and god fucking dammit, you hated the way your face flushed and how you felt Ford nuzzle your knee.

Your body only responded by scratching Ford's chin, and he responded with a squeal you could've never imagined him make until now. “Is…..is he gonna be like this, forever?”

Bill spined, an exaggerated way of shaking the head she doesn't have. “Sixer’s just as fun when he's a puppy just as when he's playing interdimensional chess with me! Which reminds me, we gotta introduce you to it sometime, we’d have a blast.” A snap of her fingers caused Ford to fall to the ground more than he already was, and you quickly heard content snores coming from him.

“It's a blessing as much as it is a burden for him. Every good pet human needs a break sometimes, and the best way to do that is to make the 'pet' part of our deal even more literal! No equations or worries in his pretty brain, all he needs to care about is pleasing the both of us!” Bill explained, summoning a cane and pointing to nothing like they were a teacher with a nonexistent blackboard.

“Both of us?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Pet human’s a good look for you, sweetheart! Pretty puppy? Not so much. Besides, I know how excited you got knowing what he'd do for you!”

“I think you're purposefully misinterpreting the context.” Trying to defend yourself, your outstretched arms hit a hard part of the human couch, and you instinctively clutched your hand in pain.

“I'm rarely wrong, honey! But being wrong to you? I could get behind that!” Bill adjusted his tie before giving you a quick forehead kiss. “When we get the kids and Oyster too, we can all be a big happy family! Like I've always wanted!”

‘Please let them be alright,’ you prayed for a final time, focusing on that instead of worrying about the unsettling look in Bill’s eye. Running your hands through Ford's hair, your heart sunk once more upon knowing how wrong this would look from an outside perspective.

You were worried that after a while, it would feel right.

#gravity falls x reader #yandere gravity falls #bill cipher x reader #stanford pines x reader #ford pines x reader #billford x reader #simper scribbles

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an-au-blog · 7 months ago

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more zosan reversed tropes bc uni wants me dead and this is my way of coping:

not fake dating, but where everyone is super convinced that they aren't ACTUALLY dating...

One day, Zoro and Sanji call everyone over and announce that they are getting engaged. It comes as a big shock to almost everyone because: 1. they say it too matter-of-factly, with disdain almost; 2. they never told anyone they were dating. Luffy, being Luffy is very happy for them and tells them they can't get married if he doesn't wed them as their captain. They respond that they never expected anything else. Robin and Franky congratulate them, Brook starts getting ready with the music, but Nami and Usopp? Nami and Usopp couldn't believe it. And they refused to let everyone else believe this lie. They decided that both Sanji and Zoro are lying, but why??

They make a makeshift investigation, but it turns out that Luffy and Robin genuinely believe them, Franky and Jinbei think it's none of their business and they can't bring themselves to break it to Chopper and Brook because they were too happy to attend a wedding. Soit was up to Nami and Usopp to prove to everyone else that there was no way they're dating.

At first they start looking at how they interact with each other. It was obvious they were faking it - they never started bickering and fighting and even when they just sat in silence Sanji would throw a ladle in Zoro's direction because he's snoring too loud. Or Zoro would make a biting comment about Sanji and it would start all over again.

But that was how they usually were, so it wouldn't prove much if some of their friends were so willing to accept their announcement at face value knowing they act like this. So Nami takes upon talking to Zoro in private, while Usopp talks to Sanji in private.

At first, Nami starts telling him how she would take money off his debt if he tells her the truth, but then he says the same thing that he said to the crew. That yes, the cook is a pain in the ass, but they love each other and want to get married. She threatens to tax him for lying, but he keeps insisting there's nothing else to say. She meets up with Usopp again, hoping that he did a better job than her, but he just said that Sanji caught onto him from the start saying it's for real and whatever he's scheming will not work.

They change tactics and switch partners, hoping that Nami will have more luck with Sanji, as he can't say no to her, and Usopp can try getting under Zoro's skin.

Usopp starts off by telling Zoro about how a great swordsman should have a nice and powerful partner, mentioning Hiyori, but then the unexpected happens and starts almost defending Sanji as his choice. "Sanji is stronger and nicer than her." "He's a worthy opponent and we already have the same priorities (Luffy)", "He's stubborn and driven, it's great." he says it all with a shrug and Usopp almost feels like he misheard him. "But you always fight?" Usopp says as a last resort. Zoro smiles widely "Yeah, it keeps me on my toes, my blood pumping. I love him so much, Usopp."

The sniper wasn't sure he wanted to prove they weren't a couple anymore. In fact he was starting to believe them. Nami came back with an equally defeated face. Nami tried using her charm, but Sanji kept going "Alas, my dearest Nami, Zoro and I are really getting married, unfortunately it is no joke. Unless you'd like me to take you out on a date!" And in desperation, Nami said "yes", but then Sanji flipped a switch. Saying there's no way, he was just joking and he'd never do that to Zoro. He's done self sabotaging and he really doesn't want to ruin things for them.

Robin overheats then and goes. "Oh, why didn't you ask me. I've seen them sneaking into toilets and private places like teenagers for months now."

And the theory had been debunked.

#zoro x sanji #zosan #sanzo #sanji x zoro #op

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myfictionaldreams · 2 years ago

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You Belong To Me // Mafia!Stucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: These girls knew you were dating Steve and Bucky, so why is it that they thought it was ok to have their hands all over them?

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, threesome, smut/angst/fluff, Dom/Sub, role reversal, possessive sex, jealousy, threats of violence, size difference, car sex, rough sex, riding, multiple orgasms, cum shots, creampies, breeding kink (kinda), handjobs, oral (m and f receiving), body worship, praise kink, marking, begging

Words: 8.9k

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“A strong woman may remain silent when people talk behind her back. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t notice. It simply means she chooses not to waste her energy on foolishness. She has more important things to do”. ~ A quote by someone much stronger than you that was for damn sure.

Anger was an emotion that you didn’t experience often and why would you? You were in a happy and safe relationship with two of the most powerful men in Brooklyn, the biggest inconvenience in your life was whether you had pasta or potato for dinner.

Today however, you felt an unstoppable rage that curled in the pit of your stomach, your blood pumping violently through your veins as it felt like you hadn’t blinked in over 10 minutes, jaw now aching from how hard you were clenching it.

“You look like you’re about to rip someone’s head off, Boss Lady. Do I need to be worried?” Sam Wilson asks as he leans against the bar next to the stool you were currently sitting on.

You didn’t rush to reply to your bodyguard, instead lifting the glass you held firmly in your grip to your lips, sipping the alcohol that was strong enough that it burned as it passed down your throat and into the infernal rage in your stomach. Your nostrils flared as you rested your glass back into your lap, trying to take a deep breath as you watched the scene in front of you.

There were two of them. Two women that knew that Steve and Bucky were both your partners, in fact, you’d been introduced to them as Mrs Rogers-Barnes as per Steve’s request, even though you weren’t married, it was just his way of showing who you belonged to. Especially as you were in public and there was nothing more public than the party you were all attending as guests for Steve’s good friend and ally Thor.

The blonde, long-haired giant was very much a lady's man and seemed to have invited half of the female population of Brooklyn. Not that this was an issue, it was actually nice to spend some time with women as you spent so much time around dangerous men and you also felt confident with Steve and Bucky around women, they never even glanced away from you, EVER.

So this was why you had left with Sam to go and get another drink, already enjoying the alcoholic buzz in your veins and wishing for it to continue, however, this gave the perfect opportunity for these two women to flock to your boys.

It had been funny at first, seeing them being completely ignored by your two hulking boyfriends, their back turning as soon as the two girls approached. But this didn’t seem to affect their confidence, persistence and audacity to then lay hands against Bucky’s arm and Steve’s back. This was where you had reached your limit and then when they physically pushed between your boyfriends so they had to look at the girls, well now you were seeing red.

Steve and Bucky were YOURS. Even though you could see them continue to try and move away, how dare these girls, - who knew that the boys were taken - continued to flirt and talk and touch what was yours and just how far they would actually go to get the boy's attention, you didn’t want to find out.

Finishing your drink in a single swig, you placed your glass back onto the bar, slightly surprised that it didn’t smash with the force in which you placed it, before sliding down from the stool. However, a firm hand wrapped around your upper arm, halting your movements as you turned your violent gaze away from the girls and up to Sam.

“What?!”, you asked, voice dripping with poison and promises of fury. Sam’s eyes widen slightly having never heard this tone from you before and you instantly felt remorseful, muscles in your shoulders relaxing slightly, “sorry”, you apologised for your tone.

“I know you’ve got some evil mastermind plan to go over there and whack them one, but don’t do anything out of anger. I’m more than happy to shoot my way out of a situation for you but we’re in a room half filled with gang members that won’t hesitate to shoot if there’s suddenly a fight”.

You released a heavy sigh knowing he was right as you glanced back at the girls, seeing them laughing obnoxiously whilst trying to push their bodies closer to your boys who still continued to try and step away. “Fuck, I want to punch them so badly”, you huffed under your breath.

Sam chuckled deeply, having never seen you this angry before, usually in these sorts of situations you’d be completely overwhelmed, anxious and upset. Clearly, the alcohol was acting as a liquid courage, your anxieties were pushed to the back of your mind.

“Yeah, I’m sure you do”, Sam continued, feeling uncomfortable with the way the girls were acting, noticing the way Natasha was now trying to move them away as she was the boy’s bodyguard. “I’m sure that Boss and Bucky would love nothing more than to see you be their knight in shining armour but I’m just saying - be careful for me… please? Make my life a little easier”, he joked, not letting go of your arm as he tried to catch your eye.

The corner of your lip quipped up slightly, looking up at him, his kind eyes meeting yours, “And what do you suppose I do? Let them continue to touch MY boyfriends? They’re mine!”

You’d never been this verbally possessive, never having been in this mindset before.

“You can do whatever you want Sweetheart and I’ll be there to back you up, no matter what, I’m just saying to take a breathe and think about what you’re doing”.

Sam was right, he always was so you took a deep breath, in through your nose and out through your mouth and straightened your spine. Sam seemed to believe that you’d calmed enough as he released the grip on your arm.

“You good?” he asked, resting his hands on your shoulders, giving you a little shake.

“Yeah, I’m good”, you responded.

Turning on the spot, you looked back towards Steve and Bucky who were now looking at you with a quizzical expression, eyes brightening as you finally approached where they were. However you didn’t stop directly next to them, no, you strutted straight for the girls who were a few feet away now thanks to Natasha’s perseverance but they still looked over towards your boyfriends.

You hoped you looked as deadly as you felt, a sly smirk on your lips, shoulders rolled back as you stopped in front of the two girls who were taller than you but this didn’t knock your confidence, as you spoke loud enough that your voice cut through the music, keeping it in a sickly sweet tone. “I see the way you’re looking at them”, you pointed your head in the direction of Steve and Bucky who were watching the exchange intently, Natasha to their left with a proud smirk plastered to her beautiful face and you could feel Sam close behind you still.

The girls looked up and down your body, their eyes full of judgement and disdain, one of them sucked on their teeth, tilting her head to the side, “And who are you supposed to be?”

You looked her directly into her soulless eyes, “Oh you know exactly who I’m supposed to be”. This confidence was something you’d never experienced before, gone was the timid, highly anxious girl, when it came to your boyfriends, no one would get in the way of your protection even if they didn’t necessarily need it. To be disrespected in front of you with the lack of shits given by the two girls, you weren’t going to let them get away with it.

One of the girls, who sucked her teeth stepped forward so you were only a foot away from each other, “and why the fuck would we give a shit about that?”

You didn’t back down, stepping close enough that you could smell her rancid cheap perfume, the tips of her shoes grazing yours, “Because then you’d know that they are taken. Do you both understand what the means? Get. Fucking. Lost. They are mine”.

The girls both choked on a laugh, “You don’t fucking own them, maybe they want a taste of us, I can guarantee they’d be begging for more”.

Now it was your turn to laugh at the sheer audacity of these girls. It wasn’t a dainty laugh either, no, it was one that you had to hold your belly because of the ache, drawing other people’s attention from around you. Trying to take a deep breath to gather yourself, wiping away at the corner of your eye to the tears that had gathered there, you could see that your laughing had hit a nerve as both of their girls’ jaws were tensed.

Good, you thought. It wasn’t the part about ownership that had you laughing, in fact, Steve and Bucky had made it more than clear that you had their whole heart but it was the part about begging for more. All it would take was a single look and you knew your boyfriends would be begging for more, to touch your body, to kiss your lips, to hear your moans, these girl's naivety was truly baffling.

Returned to look them both in the eyes, your orbs flicking from one face to another as you returned to your natural calm, words spoken lowly with every ounce of promise that you could muster. “If you touch or even look at either of them again, I’ll break your fucking hands. You don’t know what the fuck I’m capable of”.

Turning on the spot, officially finished with the conversation, not allowing the fear of actually threatening someone to take over and thankfully the girls didn’t shout anything back. This was a small blessing because you were one more word away from upsetting Sam and punching the one closest straight in the throat.

The two bodyguards and more important, Steve and Bucky were watching with expressions you hadn’t really witnessed before. Nat and Sam looked almost proud of you with gleaming eyes and smirks across their faces. Whereas your boyfriends, well from the obvious tents in their suit trousers, there was lust as you’d never seen before, mouths gaped open as you approached them all.

“We’re leaving”, you stated matter of factly.

“Why?”, Bucky asked, his voice soft and he looked almost like he was in a trance.

Catching his eye as you replied, “Because if they look at you like that again, I’m going to fucking kill them both”.

Not waiting for anyone’s reaction, having made the decision for them already, you reached to grab your boyfriend's hands, pulling them with ease as they stayed by your side as you all made towards the exit.

Natasha was by your side in a second to open up the doors for you all, she glanced in your direction, whistling lowly, “I like this side of you, Sugar”.

A heated flush encompassed your body at the compliment but it didn’t falter your steps as Sam now too rushed in front as you all arrived at the large SUV. Sam held open the car door for you as Natasha climbed into the driver's seat, Steve and Bucky following in close behind you and then finally Sam was in the passenger seat.

As soon as you were in the car, you were taking off your heels, needing some freedom from them. Your body was still trembling with anger and adrenaline, not even thinking of normal thoughts as you felt Steve’s warm body slide next to yours into the middle seat, followed by Bucky.

The car was only just starting when you were climbing into Steve’s lap, already having decided this when you had approached those girls, they were your boys, you needed to feel them.

“Baby”, Steve began hands on your body to help as you straddle his lap in the limited room, your leg awkwardly slotting between his thigh and Bucky’s. Any words he was planning on saying were cut off as your face smashed into his, lips moving against his in a bruising manner, almost violently.

Steve kissed you back with just as much passion, one of his vast hands cupping the back of your head and the other hand resting on your hip, helping as you ground your hips against his, the material of your thin dress riding up over your thighs with the movements. The mafia leader groaned deeply into the kiss, especially as your warm, wet tongue slipped into his mouth as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss further.

But you weren’t waiting another minute, pulling back, hand blindly reaching out to Bucky, feeling his rough facial hair beneath your fingertips and pulling him closer just for him to meet your lips as you moved your attention to him.

The car began moving but you didn’t care, or the fact that Natasha and Sam were in the car, they’d already seen the three of you fucking plenty of times before.

As Bucky’s tongue brushed against your lips, you opened yours just as eagerly as you had with Steve, groaning at the taste of him. Your hips continued to rock against Steve, who had moved his sinful mouth to your neck, his teeth nipping along the sensitive skin.

In all honesty, you were not thinking clearly, it was almost like the little devil on your shoulder had taken over your body. All that kept spiralling through your thoughts were those stupid girls’ faces as they looked at your boyfriends. THEY WERE YOURS. You needed to feel them, taste them, hear them, everything you possibly could just to soothe your inner demon, and insecurities, wanting to prove that they only wanted you.

However, as the car continued to move, Steve tried to regain some stability to the moment, his mouth removing from your jaw, “Honey, you need to put your seat belt on”.

Now it was your turn to remove yourself from your boyfriend, lips tingling as you also sucked in air greedily, looking at Steve and not missing a beat as you demanded, “Take out your cock”.

Steve also matched your speed, eyes flicking to the front of the car, “Nat, find somewhere to park right now”. Then his hands were pulling your face back to his, nose squishing against his cheek as he wrapped his two muscular arms around your body, trapping you in almost like you were his seatbelt.

Your own hand was still holding onto the side of Bucky’s head, the brunette was kissing your palm, the sensation tickling your skin and then his lips were wrapping around your thumb and sucking it into his mouth in a highly erotic move that sent heat straight to your cunt.

Pulling back from Steve momentarily and looking at Bucky, admiring the view and the way in which his usually bright blue eyes were almost black in colour with his blown-out pupils. “I want your cock out too”, you requested to Bucky.

“Yes ma’am”, he replied after releasing your thumb, swiftly undoing his belt and zipper, his hips lifting so his suit trousers and boxers could be pushed to his midthigh. His flesh hand automatically wrapped around his length moving steadily up and down to try and ease some of the tension that he was experiencing ever since he saw you stand up to his girls.

Thankfully the car pulled to a stop, Natasha and Sam didn’t waste any time before getting out of the car and you didn’t even check out of the window where they’d stop, only really realising that they’d found somewhere because Steve’s secure arms loosened around you.

This gave him the opportunity to reach for his own zipper but you needed to feel someone now and Bucky was already sitting there looking pretty and ready.

“Too slow”, you teased Steve with a huskier voice than usual as you began to climb over him to straddle Bucky’s lap, lifting your dress further around your hips, giving you the perfect opportunity to pull your underwear to the side and sinking down onto Bucky’s cock.

“Holy fucking shit”, Bucky gasped at your abrasiveness, having never seen you like this before, your pussy walls fluttering as you had to stretch and adjust to his size quickly. Luckily you were already drenched with arousal and need that helped you to slip down his length.

Bucky’s nibble fingers reached for your underwear, easily tearing the material into two and removing it from your person and discarding somewhere in the SUV. With your hands clutching the nape of his neck, fingers teasing the shaved hair as he massaged your hips, both sucking in a deep breath before you seemed to snap out of any restraint you’d been holding back.

As your mouth once again frantically found him, you began to ride him, hard and fast like it was a race to the finish line. The noises he was producing only encouraged your fucking, the vibrations from his moans, seeping into your chest from where it rubbed against his. You were both breathless but didn’t stop the kiss, almost like you were trying to prove a point, which in a way you were, just how far you could go to pleasure him.

The car was shaking with your momentum as you chased Bucky’s high, not your own, you didn’t care about cumming right now, you just wanted Bucky to feel good, needed to see him orgasm.

Feeling slightly dizzy from the lack of air, you finally pulled away, lips swollen slightly and shiny from the shared saliva, the atmosphere warm from being in a contained space, the sweat-coating body of your bodies. Your mouth wasn’t finished with its pleasuring though as you tilted his head back and hungrily kissed and nipped his neck, harder than usual, making sure to leave teeth indents and purple spots.

You were never one to mark up the boys, they always needed to remain professional looking and you did feel slightly like a loved-up teenager frantically fucking in the car but it was just one more way that you could show that he was yours.

“Tell me you’re mine”, you demanded, and his first response was to moan in such a way it was almost pornographic.

“I’m yours”, Bucky responded gruffly, hands squeezing your hips harder. It was your turn to moan, purposefully clenching your cunt around his cock tighter. “Fuck!” Bucky cursed into your ear, his grip now painful and sure to leave bruises beneath the skin but you didn’t care, it was motivating you more. “If you keep this up Doll, I’m gonna cum before we even get home”, he admitted, eyes closed in concentration.

This was like music to your ears, as you pulled back, leaning your forehead against his, your hips still frantically moving up and down. “Good, I want you to cum, right now! Please Bucky”, your voice was pleading to him as once again you squeezed your cunt around him, almost suffocating his length.

“Ah mama- fuck”, Bucky was almost delirious, unable to form a full sentence with how good he felt at that moment. Not only did he get to see you looking fucking sexy as hell standing up to those girls at the party but now you were riding his cock like a woman on a mission.

Your mind was still only on the end goal of him cumming, needing to see the pleasure in his face which was hard with the blurred motion of you riding him but as his mouth gaped open as he released a recognisable little noise that he always did just before he came, you slide of his cock and sat back on his thighs.

Both of your hands quickly wrapped around his soaked, throbbing cock, squeezing tightly and moving up and down at the same speedy space, paying particular attention to his tip, thumb stroking over the underside that was most sensitive.

Bucky looked almost feral, his entire body leaving the seat, lifting your body with it as he shouted, “FUCK! Just…right there! That feels so good!” With the momentum of both of your bodies, as he began cumming, the spurts of white globs shot up both of your bodies, coating his shirt and your dress and you didn’t stop, not until his cock finally stopped throbbing in your hands.

You were both breathing hard, particularly Bucky who looked shocked to the core, his hands releasing their grip on your hips to massage the tender area.

“I’ve never cum that quick before”, Bucky admitted, his head falling back against the headrest.

You felt almost powerful at this revelation, you had done this to him, only your body and words and caused such a reaction.

Glancing over at Steve who was lazily stroking himself, watching with half-lidded eyes, you were nowhere near done, using with an authoritative tone, “Take your clothes off”.

As Steve does as instructed, you leaned in close to Bucky, kissing his puffy lips softly, trying to have a tender moment as he whispered, “I love you”, against your lips.

“I love you too Bucky”, you replied with just as much sparkle in your eyes.

“An I am yours”, he reminded, stroking your cheek briefly as Steve finally settled next to you, now stark naked from head to toe.

Spending amount to appreciate his perfectly sculpted body, the muscles that flexed in the subtle light and the trail of hair that surrounded his red, veiny dick. Your mouth filled with saliva as you wanted nothing more than to wrap your lips around him but there would be time for that later.

With as much grace as you could muster, you climbed back over to Steve, straddling his thick thighs and a thought dawned on you. Realising that this might have been the first time you had been fully clothed whilst both Steve and Bucky were naked and it felt incredibly empowering.

Steve’s hand cupped your jaw, thumb brushing over your lip as he admired your beauty, “I like seeing you like this”, he complimented, his breath fanning across your face with the close proximity.

You don’t respond to his praise, knowing that if you did talk it would most likely be a pathetic moan and you needed to keep this persona up so once more, you raised higher on your knees, guiding his cock to your entrance and sank down his length.

Once again, you didn’t want to waste time and began slamming up and down his body, hips rolling with each slap. Now you moaned deeply at the sensation between your legs and at the sight of Steve’s naked chest being covered with smears of Bucky’s cum from where it was still weight on the front of your dress.

Steve’s head dropped back at the feeling of you riding him, exposing the beautiful length of his skin and once again something took over your body, the possessive little demon that wanted to mark and claim him as your own. You sucked a path up the side of his neck, biting harshly on the junction where his shoulder and throat met, making Steve sigh in pleasure.

Against the side of your leg, you could feel Bucky’s slacks rubbing against your skin, still all trying to squish into the back of the car so as you finished leaving a particularly dark purple against Steve’s collarbone, you looked over at Bucky.

“Take your clothes off too”

“Yes, hot mama”.

You loved how they both were doing everything you instructed without a moment's hesitation, only spurring you on more with wanting to see Steve cum just as hard as Bucky had. With your fingers delved into the slightly damp hair at the name of Steve’s neck, you held his head in place, making sure that he watched you ride him.

“I want you to cum too, fill me up with your seed, wanna feel you dripping out of me”. Steve’es eyes rolled to the back of his hearing such dirty words leaving your lips. You did want him to cum inside of you, but not yet but he didn’t need to know that just yet, as mentioned, you were only just getting started.

Steve’s hips suddenly started fucking into your harder, planting his feet firmly onto the car floor so he could push up to meet your movements. “That’s it, I want you to cum Stevie”.

Your boyfriend shouts loudly, enough for anyone nearby to hear, holding your hips down with plans to cum inside your cunt, but once again you managed to roll off just in time, only moving your hands up and down his shaft twice before he's coating the two of your fronts in his white hot seed, much like Bucky.

His body twitches and jolts as he tries to come down from his high before he all but collapses into the seat, looking at you with a dangerous smile, “I thought you said I could cum inside of you”.

Looking at him through half-lidded eyes, you replied in a sultry voice, “You will. You both will”

You’re looking at him and then Bucky. Both naked and there was nothing you wanted more than to carry on the fun games but you needed more space, needing to be out of the cramped car. Steve’s fingers drifted to your upper back, grazing over the zipper of your dress but you stopped his movements by pulling his arms away gently.

“I want to go home”, you explained to his quizzical look.

“We will baby, but I need you to cum first”. The way he said need, had your pussy throbbing more and you were aching to find some relief with your own orgasm but that still wasn’t your priority, still planning to make them both feel good.

“No, I want to go home”, you whisper, looking into Steve's eyes and he gave in almost immediately with a huff at not being able to give you the relief he knew you wanted. Bucky banged against the window as you sat back into your seat beside Steve who helped you to pull your seatbelt over your body, whispering in your ear how much he fucking loved you before pulling his own safety restraint across his naked body.

Now you could look out the window, you saw that Natasha and Sam had parked in a random, dark alleyway in an area you didn’t recognise. The two bodyguards returned to the car and didn’t comment about the lack of clothing or the thick scent of sex in the car, both just casually chatting with each other as the journey home continued.

Steve’s hand stayed on your thigh the entire journey and from the corner of your eye, you could see them both getting hard again which thrilled you massively. Finally, the gates to your home were in sight and then you were bidding your friends/bodyguards a good night and walking into the house.

You were still fully clothed except for your panties and shoes, whereas Steve and Bucky were stark bollock naked, erect cocks bobbing in the air for all of the guards and security to see but they didn’t care, neither did you.

Your steps stopped in the entryway to your home, hearing the soft click as the door shut and the flick of the switch as Steve turned on the overhead light. Glancing around at your home, you breathed in the homely scents and let the familiar setting calm the little nerves that were beginning to push to the forefront of your mind.

You began to feel embarrassed by your out-of-control behaviour, shoulders dropping as the confidence seemed to seep away into the wooden floor below. A solid, warm body stepped into your line of vision, a finger was crooked under your chin to force you to look up into Steve’s eyes which were calm and twinkling with love.

“You know we don’t want anyone else right? I have always, and will always just want you”, Steve spoke softly and earnestly.

“Yeah…Yeah I know”, and you did know this. In fact, it was probably the main reason why you hadn’t cried today and let the anger come over your body. Your boyfriends had gone above and beyond for you, to keep up their affections and remind you daily of your importance to their life, you did not doubt it for a second that these girls were ever truly a threat to your relationship.

Another warm body was touching yours to the right, Bucky now taking control of the direction in which your head pointed whilst also raising his little finger, “Just us until forever right?” Your smile reached your eyes now at his little saying, something he’d recently begun saying when you were feeling doubtful and you were quick to hook your own much daintier little finger around his, squeezing them together.

You still felt somewhat embarrassed by your behaviour though and felt the need to apologise, beginning to form the words, “I’m sor-”.

Steve didn’t want to hear this though, cutting you off with his lips and kissing yours feverishly before pulling back when you were breathless. “Don’t you fucking dare apologise for today, I’ve never been so fucking turned on seeing you so possessive and jealous. Like Bucky said in the car, I’ve never cum so quick before”.

“Really?” you ask tentatively, looking up into his face, making sure that he wasn’t just saying this to make you feel better but with the intense way his eyes bore into yours, you knew he was very much telling the truth.

Steve had another way of showing you just how much he meant it though as his fingers slide around your wrist, bringing your hand up to touch just how rock-hard his cock was. “Yes really”.

Your hand circled around his length, moving up and down slowly, feeling the soft skin beneath and the ridges from the veins and a drop of precum forming at the end as you moved up his cock. Steve shuddered at the sensation, eyes closing as he leaned into your touch, hips rolling in time with your movements.

You admired him closely, from his parted lips to the rosy hint on his cheeks from his flushed arousal, to the sprinkly purple marks across his throat that you had left earlier in the car. It made you feel powerful. Yes, he was your boyfriend and you saw him every day but knowing that he was also the leader of the Rogers Mafia gang and here he was, shuddering at a simple touch of your hand, it was elating.

Bucky was now desperate for your attention as his lips lowered to the shell of your ear, “Let me make you feel good, wanna taste between your pretty thighs”.

You wanted that too, in fact, you were almost desperate to be touched like that but you also didn’t think you were done just yet with making them feel good so you simply shook your head softly.

Bucky frowned, pulling back to look into your eyes, “Why not Mama?”

“Because I want to make you feel good”.

Your hand was still leisurely wanking off Steve who was breathing heavily through his nose, nostrils flaring before he choked out as your thumb brushed over his tip, “And you have made us feel good, baby”.

Bucky once again pulled your attention as he continued talking, “Seeing you today stand up to those girls like someone had taken over your body, that you were willing to go out of your comfort zone just to stand up to those girls, was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. I nearly came over and fucked you in the middle of the party if you didn’t drag us out of there anyway. I know you’re soaking for us Mama, let me make you feel good like you’ve done for us”.

Your thighs rubbed together at his words about fucking you at the party, sort of wishing he had just so you could have seen those girls’ faces but then you would have missed out on the fun in the car. The thought of both of their faces as they climaxed had you reaching for Bucky’s cock, joining in with tossing him off at the same pace as Steve, not quite ready to give in yet.

The brunette’s eyes closed at your touch, sighing as he felt the same tension rolling away as you pumped his cock with your hand. There you were once more, pleasuring both of your boyfriends. Both of whom towered over you, and you could spend a minute admiring the way they let you touch them and the power that you held causing a small smile to form on your face, especially as Steve grunted, hips jerking again.

Even though your hands were aching with how hard you were squeezing them both, your movements became more enthusiastic. Steve and Bucky were so exposed, not even in the living room, just standing in the chilled entryway, being wanked off by you.

They deserved this, you decided. Of course, they did, they always made it their mission to worship your body thoroughly and you wanted to replay the favour.

Your mouth opened as you were about to ask if you could suck them off but you decided against asking, the alcohol buzz had worn off in the car but the adrenaline was enough to keep you thrilled.

“Hands behind your back”, you suddenly demanded, still keeping your voice soft and deciding to try and keep up the control for just a little bit longer. Steve and Bucky were instantly placing their hands behind their backs, their chests broadening and feet spreading a little bit to help their centre of gravity.

Both of their eyes were on you now, the various shades of ocean blue staring down at you, waiting for your next instruction, but you didn’t give them one, instead you dropped to your knees.

There was an audible suck in of breath from men as they watched you descend. The wooden flooring was cold against your knees and you had to rise to your fullest length on them to reach both cocks with the length of their powerful legs. You began with Steve this time, licking the underside slowly, holding his eye contact and tasting the salty goodness of his sweat and cum and even a hint of your own juices from where they’d dried on him.

Kissing the tip of his cock and swirling your tongue around the sensitive area, your one hand gripped his base to stop it from bobbing around, whilst your other hand continued to move along Bucky’s shaft.

You couldn’t help but smile around Steve’s tip as you noticed that his shoulders and upper arms were flexing as he tightened his grip behind his back. He wanted nothing more than to stroke your cheek but he was good and kept his arms behind his back as you moved further down his cock with your mouth.

His girthy dick was heavy against your tongue and as it grazed the back of your throat, stroking the area that was your limit. But you made sure to start slow, now wanting to push yourself too much as you could only take half of his length into your mouth.

“Your mouth is always so good baby girl”, Steve praised, a hint of red flushing across his face with his increasing arousal. You hummed in approval, the ache in your jaw and knees worth it to see him slowly bit by bit losing control.

But then, you’re moving over to Bucky who steps closer instinctively to help you reach him and it was an automatic response for you to praise him, the words whispering across the tip of his cock, “Good boy”.

Bucky let out the smallest whine from the centre of his chest and there were notable goosebumps that spread across his thighs, nipples perking as he shivered with the sensation. It was the most beautiful sight you’d ever seen and you didn’t waste another second before pulling him into your mouth, pleasuring him thoroughly.

You spent your sweet time moving between them both, saliva coating your mouth as they teased to push further down your throat. You were surprised just how well they were following your instructions as well as they both kept in that stance with their arms behind their back, their eyes not moving from yours as you moved from Steve’s cock to Bucky’s and vice versa.

Their sweet moans were so beautiful, especially as you slipped further down to suck a ball or two into your mouth, your tongue lapping against the sack and enjoying the way they hissed at the touch.

“You look so good on your knees like that”, Steve complimented at one point as you sucked your cheeks harshly around Bucky’s dick. Looking up at the blonde man and removing yourself with an audible pop before moving back over to Steve and pleasuring him.

It was fun going from one to the other and being in complete control, knowing you were slightly edging them before going to the next boyfriend. Your knees were starting to hurt more now with how long you had been on the floor but you didn’t let this stop you, contemplating if you should get them to finish in your mouth or a different body part.

It also dawned on you that this was the first time you’d been in charge in any sort of intimate moment, both Steve and Bucky being the definite dominants in the relationship. But in truth, you were enjoying this little role reversal and with how feral you were feeling after the interactions with the girls, you were glad to have the liquid courage in you to go through with it.

However, being this dominant with two powerful men was also slightly tiring, trying to decide what to do next when all you really had planned was that you wanted them to feel good. But you also couldn’t deny just how horny you were, in between your thighs uncomfortable with need and soaked enough it was leaking down your thighs.

As you gagged slightly around Bucky’s cock, you could feel it hardening slightly against your tongue and hand as he grunted, “Please, mama”.

“Please what? Talk to me Bucky”, you encouraged, wanting to hear more sweet words coming from his mouth.

The man shuddered once more as your voice vibrated against the tip of his throbbing cock, and as he opened his mouth, you truly took him in and just how desperate he was. His metal arm was whirring at the shoulder with how much he was holding it back with his normal hand, knowing he wanted nothing more than to hold the back of your head in place or cup your face.

“Say my name again”, he asked breathlessly, eyes closing for a breath second as you smiled up at him, one of the most beautiful sights he’d ever seen.

“Which name?” you teased. “Bucky? Buckaroo?”, with each name, you kissed along the length of his member, still tossing him at the base though for stimulation, the same with Steve. “What name do you want me to use? What about James?” He hissed at this name, cock throbbing more and you made a mental note of this and continued. “What about punk? Barnes?... Good boy?”

Steve’s cock also throbbed in your hand at the last name but it was mostly because Bucky suddenly came and you quickly had to swallow the tip and drink everything he was willing to offer, the substance thick and salty as it slide down your throat.

Bucky’s knees wobbled momentarily, frantically praising your name like a song until the last drop of cum was being sucked out of his member. You made sure to pull off of him fully, not wanting to overstimulate him, amazed slightly as he didn’t soften, it continued to stand up proud between his legs.

Smiling up at Bucky again with accomplishment, you then looked over at Steve, squeezing his length harder as he grunted down his own chiselled body at you readjusting on the wooden floor to remain only facing him, giving him your full attention.

“Are you still comfortable down there?” he asked, licking his lips whilst checking in on you.

Holding his eye contact, you licked his thick tip, nodding to his question. Steve chuckled and then sighed into the stimulation, closing his eyes for a second to savour the feeling before looking down at you with a single eyebrow raised.

“I don’t believe you baby”, his voice was full of confidence. In truth, you were very uncomfortable, our knees screaming for some relief from the solid floor but also your pussy was desperate to be touched but you didn’t want to make it about you just yet.

From the corner of your eye, you could see Bucky squatting down to be eye level with you, his arms still behind him, “let us make you feel good”, he asked with hope laced into every word.

Pulling off of Steve, and leaned into his warm thigh, nuzzling into the hair that covered the muscle, “But I want to make you both feel good! You’re my boys and not anyone else’s, it’s my job to make you feel good”.

“And you’ve made us feel good but this goes both ways, you don’t understand just how much I want to be in between your legs right now” Bucky admitted, his eyes wandering over your still-clothed body, his cheeks just as pink-tinged as Steves.

Looking up at the man whose leg you were leaning on, you asked, “What do you think Steve?”, before risking a quick nip to his sensitive thighs with your teeth, admiring the way his cock bounded in the air as he jumped slightly.

Steve’s voice came out in a growl, “I fucking NEED to touch you, even if it’s just a kiss. I need you up and off your knees, I know they hurt and I don’t want you in pain, there’s only so much time I can let you worship me before I get on MY knees and fucking beg to touch you, baby, so please, let us touch you.”

Heat flooded through your body at the intensity at which he spoke, you thought you were desperate, but that seemed to not be as severe as the mental game going on in Steve’s mind right now.

Biting your lip to try and hide your grin, you finally succumbed, “Seeing as you asked so nicely. Do whatever you want to me”.

You weren’t exactly sure who had grabbed you first. All you were aware of were hands picking you up and instant relief for your poor knees and then the sound of ripping as your dress was easily destroyed. Then you suddenly found yourself staring at the ceiling of the living room, the soft material of the couch beneath your now naked spine.

Lips were crashing into yours, a hot body crowding over yours, pushing you further into the cushions, their lips completely dominating yours. Matching the urgency in which they moved, you felt the rough scrap of facial hair and could taste Bucky, smiling into the kiss as your fingers gently ran over his body, spending extra seconds of love over the scars that he’d accustomed during his life.

As you opened your mouth to moan, Bucky’s tongue swallowed the noise, not relenting with his movements. You were so lost in the body hovering over yours that you were unsure as to where Steve was until you could feel him on one of your legs, kissing the sore knee cap, massaging the area before straightening your leg, and then circling around to the back of the couch to do the same with the other leg.

The relief was unbelievable at being able to extend your legs fully now but there was even more relief as Bucky began to explore your body, sucking on each of your nipples greedily, an action you watched closely. With each in further down your body, he made sure to lick and kiss every area of skin in his path, leaving the skin tingling with arousal.

Both of your legs were then being pushed towards your chest, giving Bucky the perfect view of your cunt, presented to him like it was dinner and with the hungry way in which he was admiring you, you knew that was basically what had been offered to him.

“You’re so beautiful”, he praised, kissing your inner thigh. Steve then sat next to your head, finally able to stroke the pad of his thumb across your cheek, something he had been internally begging to do since getting home and seeing you drop to your knees.

“We’re always just yours”, Steve reminded you, needing the tender moment.

“I’m always going to be yours too”, you responded with love before glancing down at Bucky who was watching with a softened look in his eyes, “and I’m always going to be yours as well,” Bucky mumbled the words back to you, his warm breath teasing the wet area soaking your cunt. Glancing down his body, you caught sight of his cock, still fully erect and pulsating. “How are you still hard?” you asked honestly, he’d already cum twice and hadn’t softened a single bit.

Bucky smirked at your question with quiet arrogance, “I’m always hard for you”. As soon as he finished his sentence, his tongue was pushing into your folds, tasting everything you had to offer. He didn’t bother with teasing, immediately delving his warm muscle into your cunt a few times, before finding your clit and rolling it around with the tip of his tongue and sucking it into his mouth.

Your moans were animalistic and finally had some stimulation after being horny for what felt like hours. Steve’s fingers drifted over your lips as he admired your pleasured expressions, just like you had been doing to the two of them.

“Kiss me. Now!” you demanded urgently.

“Yes, ma’am”. He was leaning down without hesitation and you realised just how much you’d missed his lips since coming home, feeling the freshly shaved cheeks against yours that were such a different sensation to Bucky’s facial hair. They were both so different and yet so similar and they were both yours.

It didn’t take long for Bucky to have you clenched your thighs around his head, frantically feeling the orgasm building in your core. A couple of minutes of clit stimulation from Bucky’s tongue and two fingers grazing over your tender spot within your hole and you were cumming with heavy breaths and moans.

Steve pulled away from the kiss to watch your pleasure, and also allowed Bucky to hear your unfiltered moans, then you were heavily breathing, hands falling onto the couch with relief of finding your peak.

Steve drops to his knees beside the couch so he can whisper into your ear, “I’m going to take you upstairs, lie you in the middle of our bed and I’m going to fuck you until you’re full of my cum. Then after I’m dripping out of you, Bucky here is going to do the exact same thing. This night isn’t ending until you’re full of both of us”.

You’re pathetically mewling at his words, reaching for him and he quickly scoops you up into his arms. You knew your dominant persona was slowly fading as they both scrambled to make you feel good and you didn’t mind that as much, wanting what he said he was going to do, more than anything else in the world.

As the three of you enter your bedroom and Bucky turns on the side lights, you realised you were nuzzling into the side of Steve’s neck where you’d left the scattering of marks. Stroking a finger over the bruised skin, you whispered, “So pretty”.

Steve smirks at your words, liking the thought of you marking him to show that he was yours. Laying you back into the centre of the bed, Steve is quickly on top of you with as much urgency as Bucky had downstairs on the couch.

Hiking your legs up and around his waist as his face dropped to hide into your neck, he's pushing his pulsing cock into your quivering cunt. You were thankful that he didn’t wait, wanting your bodies to be moulding together, his hips slapping into yours and his mouth was now moving against your neck, sucking and biting to match the moves you’d been doing in the car.

You could feel just how possessive and frantic his touches were, reciprocating how you had felt and it only made your heart beat harder, moan louder and hips rocking faster to try and match his dominant pace.

“You’re mind”, he suddenly grunts, against your lips, biting your lower lip and letting it snap back a second later. Sitting up slightly on his knees, he holds your jaw firmly in his grip, making you watch him as he shifted his angle up, hitting directly into your g-spot and he moved with such speed that all you could do was hold onto his wrist and scream out his name.

Your orgasm had you seeing stars, cunt desperately squeezing in pulses around Steve’s cock, so tightly that he too couldn’t hold back as he came, pushing his length all the way in so you could milk him properly, your walls convulsing in time with his throbs. You could feel the wetness and warmth of his cum filling you up and as he pulled up, some of it spilling out and running down your perineum.

Steve sits back to admire his handiwork, pushing your legs apart, and watching his cum at your entrance. “There’s my best girl”, he praised, reaching down with a finger to scoop the drips that had escaped and attempting to push them back inside of your body before moving out of the way for Bucky.

Bucky was more than ready to fill you up, helping to turn you onto your side, sliding an arm under your head and resting your leg up on his hip as he spooned in behind you. Much like Steve, Bucky didn’t waste any time before sliding in, the two of you moaning at the sensation of having Steve’s cum there, it causing extra squelching noises.

Your tits bounded on your chest with each fuck of Bucky’s hips into yours, his mouth attack your neck with just as much aggression as Steve who was now sitting and watching the two of you with a content smile.

You were absolutely fucked out of your mind both from emotions and physically being exhausted, a faint hum settling in your mind and body.

“You’re doing so well for us, Sweet Mama”, Bucky praised against your cheek as he reached down your body to roll your clit in circles to match the rhythm of his pounding hips. The stimulation was almost too much but it was also exactly what you needed as you held onto his arm desperately moaning out his name.

“Buc-Bucky… gonna cum”.

“Cum for me then Doll, want you to cum on my cock, so pretty when you cum”. His praises were like magic for your cunt, as it squeezed tightly in arousal. Those, matched with his tight hold on your body, his fingers playing with your clit and cock fucking you hard, you easily found your pleasurable high.

He didn’t stop, chasing his own orgasm which you were glad about, reaching down to grab the hand between your legs, your clit becoming a little sensitive now so you bought his hand up to your face and nuzzled into his palm.

“Mine”, you mumbled, feeling a little bit subspacey now.

“Yours, all yours, only yours, FUCK!” Bucky felt like he was in heaven as his thrusts stuttered slightly as he finally found his release, pumping his hot seed into your core. Your eyes were struggling to stay open with how exhausted you felt, but you watched as Steve approached, just in time for Bucky to slip out of your raw cunt.

“How beautiful does she look?” Bucky asked Steve as he held up your leg. Steve’s eyes cleaned as he looked at the mess between your legs, both his and Bucky’s cum were leaking from your hole, mixing with your own juices.

“So fucking beautiful”, Steve whispered lightly, kissing your ankle.

Your eyes closed fully now, sighing into the mattress as Bucky kissed your cheek one more time before untangling himself from your body. It was Steve who was touching your body next but this time with a warm cloth, carefully cleaning in between your legs but cum continued to trickle out so he just left it at that, discarding the material and moving to the top of the bed, dragging you easily along with him until you were laid out on his chest.

You felt happy and content as Bucky joined you both in the bed, watching as Steve turned on the TV attached to the wall. Distantly, you could hear Bucky and Steve discussing what take out order to get, making sure to get everything you would usually get and saying they would wake you once it was there, you needed a rest.

Your heart swelled with love, happy to be surrounded by two men that absolutely adored you and no other stupid girls were going to ever change that.

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derangederensimp · 1 year ago

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You Made A Mess

Jujutsu Kaisen Smut

Toji Fushiguro x Fem Reader

Self indulged because it was my birthday.

Cw: Strong language, semi public sex, biting, rough sex, degradation, hickeys, spitting, sadism, masochism, pet names, thick thighs, slapping, choking, overstimulation, Blood, domination, role reversal, and Creampie. Fluff at the end Maybe more stuff that I forget. NOT PROOFREAD

MINORS DNI

“Aren’t you just a fucking slut, feels like you just got 10x wetter from being brought out here. You like the idea of being watched huh” Toji said, chuckling as the way your cunt squeezed against his cock. His grip on your jaw tightened from your lack of response. He hated when he’d talk dirty to you and all your reply would be is your body reacting and maybe a soft moan but that wasn’t enough for him. He wanted to hear your pleas of maybe how he was wrong and that you weren’t actually enjoying it is what he was assuming you’d say. His hips slammed into you harder making you cry out his name. “YES- fuck I-i enjoy the thought of people watching you fuck me”

“Such a dirty girl. I knew you nothing but unless slut. All your good for is a good fuck?” His breath was hot on your ear, hand slipping to your throat softly squeezing it to hear a wheeze in your breathing. Your third orgasm of the night approaching as his cock felt like it was rearranging your insides with each thrust. His roughness was the only thing you could ask for and the way he talked to you only made it better. Your mind was running blank as you were fucked out.

Cheeks hot and red, tears streaming down your face while your knees felt like they could just give out from under you at any moment but he had you pinned against the glass fencing of the balcony overseeing the city. Your cries and moans filling the air beautifully we’re like melody to his balls slapping against your fat ass. “If you don’t respond to me one more time I swear I will say the word and leave you here naked for the night and let you figure out how to get your release” his voice was rough in your ear. Each word he spoke he thrusted making sure he got his point across. Your poor g spot was overwhelmed and overstimulated begging for him to cool it down some your cunt clenched around his cock.

“I-fuck I have to cum Toji. I-I’m sorry!!-a-w” you whined, tossing your head back into his shoulder, his hand pushing your head forward so his mouth could go down to your neck. His teeth grazed your skin, making a shock go down your spine. “Then cum but I’m not finished with you next, I haven't even came once” he said before biting into your neck making you scream out his name. Your walls spasmed around him, squeezing your eyes shut as you gushed on his cock, he didn’t even let you ride out your high before he shoved himself right back inside.

He did wish he had you turned to face him so he could watch your face as he ruined you but all the outdoor furniture was out for cleaning from your previous time you two fucked out there. You made such a mess squirting all over the cushioning he was a proud man but you were a shy embarrassed woman just the way he liked. “You’ve made a mess again, are you going to be a good wife and clean it up when we’re done?” He cooed when he released his teeth from your skin. The taste of copper on his tongue seeing he broke some skin with his teeth, he knew he was in for it now.

Something in you snapped looking down at your shoulder and seeing a bit of blood “You will be the one cleaning Toji. I may not want to sit on bare furniture but you can” you wedged your arm between your bodies pushing Toji off you. His hand glided off your throat and he put his hand on hip and one of his cock pumping it slowly. “I’d like to see you move me princess” the smirk on his face enraged you. Stepping close to him you pressed your tits to his abdomen as a distraction, your hands roamed around his body till you got to his ass slapping it and massaging the mounds through your fingers.

His low chuckle was taunting you to keep going, kissing his chest and biting the skin making him groan in pleasure. Leaving red marks all over calming him to be yours. Reaching his nipple you looking up at him rolling your tongue out and giving it kitten licks, his stare down at you was devilish. You could tell he wanted to just ruin you but was holding himself back.

One swift push and your leg hitting the back of his knee put him on his ass onto the wicker bench. The balcony of the penthouse apartment you shared was cutely decorated but everything was ruined by Toji he made it his mission to fuck you everywhete saying it meant that the place was really yours when it was covered in your mess that he was the cause of. The colorful twinkle lights you hung shined on his sweaty face beautifully, for a moment you almost forgot you were trying to dominate him and give him sweet kisses all over.

Taking his cock in your hand you positioned yourself above him letting only the tip go inside teasing him over and over again watching his cheeks grow pink. His fingers digging into the plush of your thighs begging for you to just let him take control again. “Not going to happen, be good and take what I give you” you seethed into his ear, taking a fistful of his hair and pulling back it making his head bend back to give you access to his neck.

Licking up from his collarbone you sunk yourself on his cock to the base in one swift moment biting into his flesh. His hand flew to your ass squeezing it hard, his thigh flexed from beneath you. “What was that too fast for you?” You stared down at the man, resting your hands on his shoulders now for support. Bouncing yourself on his cock at a pace that suited you. “Shut your filthy mouth” he grunted squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling of your cunt clenching around him deliciously trying to milk him of his cum.

Putting your hand on his jaw you pulled down softly to open his mouth up more “if your good I’ll give you a reward Toji”, you piqued his interest. His eyes opening up slightly and staring up at you captivated by the look on your face, your cheeks pink and eyes heavy with lust. He wanted to just grab your thighs and force you hard on him till he came inside but he wanted you to make him cum. “Y-your fucking beautiful you know that. F-fuck” he groaned your pace picking up as you rode him. He kept his hands to himself other than gripping at your thighs leaving marks behind.

“Bite me” you asked softly watching the man from under you unravel in pleasure. Your own oragasm was coming quickly once again. This new position made his cock go deeper and the pressure in your stomach was becoming too much to bear needing your release and you hoped he would be joining you this time around. Your pace picked up with each bite he left but his next bite on your other shoulder drew more blood and then your breast that he graciously licked clean leaving a red sheen on his lips. Your own tongue coming to lick it up, pursing his lips and holding him still.

“Just like that princess, keep going like that and I’ll fill you up nice and pretty” he cooed. Tossing his head back into the bench he was losing his mind at how your body felt. The knot in your stomach felt like it could snap at any minute tilting your own head back at the feeling. “N-need help” you mewled out holding onto his shoulders.

“Gladly” he raised a brow. Putting his hands on your hips he slammed you down while he brought his thighs up meeting each pull with a thrust making you scream out his name over and over again till tears came down your cheeks once more.

“Cum for me princess” your walls clenched around him so tight his own orgasm hit, hot white ropes shot into your core filling you up to your hilt and a gush of your own liquid went onto his stomach and thighs. He kept going, making a ring of your joined juices on his cock and singing your praise thanking you for letting him cum and not making him wait any longer. You never felt more full.

“Open your mouth” you halfly blinked.

Toji would obey every command you’d give in a state like this, opening his mouth you held his jaw and spit into his mouth. His eyes went wide but back to half lidded his cock twitching back to life inside of you as cum seeped out of you and onto his thighs. “You are a freak, I know you can’t last another round so I’ll just let this die down” he kissed your neck softly pulling your body close to him.

Resting on top of him his hand coasted from your lower back to your shoulders. Your chests heave in a rhythm matching each others to catch your breath. “You are too good for me. I love you” he sighed. “I love you too, you are the best thing to happen to me” you mewled into his neck. He couldn’t help but laugh at the feeling tickling against his skin. “Did I make you bleed too much, he touched softly over his bite marks on your shoulders and breast” soothing over your wounds.

“Toji if you did I would’ve used the word” you kissed the corner of his lip with the scar. The only thing that could ruin this moment was your annoying ass neighbor that pounded on the door “FUCK OFF!” You both screamed in unison. Toji shifting from under you, hooking his arms under your legs and hoisting your core up to his mouth as he stood up walking through the tall glass doorway into your home. His tongue softly licked at your clit and lips sucking on it as he made his way to your room. Your body hunched over his head worried you’d hit the doorways forgetting all the doorways were tall and impossible for even Toji to reach the top of.

Softly laying you onto the bed he went into the bathroom and started up a bath for you. Throwing 3 towels and a hair towel into the warmer. Adding flowers into the water he waited for the level to get to where it needed to be before coming back into the room and picking you up. “My spoiled Birthday Girl, sorry I ruined your legs” kissing your forehead. Grabbing the shower head he rinsed both of your bodies with soap to get you clean before helping you into the bath with him. You rested against his body letting him massage your hair. The jets massaged against your thighs perfectly and the temperature was heavenly.

You sighed against him, closing your eyes and drifting off into sleep. “Happy Birthday you brat. I love you”

“Love you too” you cooed.

Putting you into bed after he dressed you in your favorite pjs he went out onto the balcony and cleaned what he could, mumbling to himself that he should just have fucked you on your bed it would’ve been an easy clean up instead. Once he was done he climbed into bed with you and pulled your body close. You put your head into the crook of his neck mumbling sweet nothings before falling back into a heavy sleep. He fell asleep soon after with a smirk on his face as for tomorrow you would be the one to clean up your mess for sure.

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weirdmageddon · 1 year ago

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the new zeltik video finally pushed me over the edge and made the connections between the bunch of details i noticed throughout totk seem more significant than i already thought they were. by myself i was hovering around these connections i came upon like “is this anything?” for a while, but after the video i was like “ok this is something”

alongside the theme of hands, i also noticed a secondary and more minor theme of blood and siphoning/circulation

most importantly

rauru rips into ganon’s chest with his bare hand like a badass to bind ganondorf’s heart, suck away and purify his dark magic. (btw and Not importantly ganondorf still has rauru’s finger holes in him and it’s pretty funny)

gloom seeps out from organically branching root-like structurs in the depths. if you watch closely you can see gloom slowly move inside them. they all seem to lead back to gloom’s lair where ganondorf is absorbing them. this is very evident in the cutscene where you finally make it to ganondorf himself and they show a close-up of this through thicker branches of these “gloom vessels”

gloom sucks away vitality from a person. fittingly, whenever a heart container is damaged due to gloom, you hear a heartbeat. gloom hands visibly siphon this vitality in more of a physical way. if you watch them they will sort of grotesquely pulsate when sucking the Juices out of link

is gloom ganondorf’s dark-magic infused blood? when the edge of the master sword cut mummydorf’s face, instead of blood it oozed gloom which boiled after making contact with a chip of the sword. rather than being magenta gelatin like malice, gloom is red and flat, staining surfaces like a liquid

phantom ganon is made entirely out of gloom. the compendium says it’s made from “the demon king’s own flesh and blood”. the dark clumps left behind from the gloom spawn/phantom ganon (with the depths talisman on them i guess to turn it into gloom antibodies lol??) also pulsate like monster guts

my idea is that this all goes back to those roots that pump this back to ganondorf to revitalize him. he was siphoned by rauru, now he siphons others to revitalize himself. there’s a lot of details put into this no way it isn’t connected

btw i didnt notice it at first but the landing pad for gloom’s lair is shaped like a heart like actually. it shouldve been stupid obvious

the gloom system is like a reverse circulatory system. instead of nurturing the periphery from a central location, it drains the periphery and delivers the nutrients to a central location. so like, oops! all veins. apparently after writing this i found an identical point from a forum post made ONLY YESTERDAY

“real world cardiovascular systems deliver vitality to the rest of the body from a centric location, while Gloom drains vitality from its surroundings and delivers it to a centric location”

and this “nurturance” line of thought made me remember how I thought at one point that the lightroots look a bit like hearts and the big roots are like the vessels. it wasn’t really a significant thought at the time until I made these newer connections. if we put them into my analogy, they would be the opposite to the gloom vessel system since they deliver light from the surface and emit it to the periphery (the surrounding area). i associate light with rauru, and he healed/nurtured link, so there’s just parallels and another reason that made me think of the lightroots. also the lightroots heal gloom-damaged heart containers

there are more minor but supplementary details such as

the sound of a heartbeat is featured very prominently in the E3 2019 teaser, and is literally the first noise in the game itself as the opening screens play. so it’s literally the first experiences we have with the game, both the game itself and in the meta about the game.

gaining an essence from a goddess statue, the heartbeat was not in botw (and of course neither was the miasma emitting from link’s entire body every time)

the gloom in link’s body reacts to every shrine of light blessing he absorbs into his arm and the joycons themselves pulse using the haptics

probably more shit i missed lol

the whole thing doesn’t really mean anything significant to the lore at all but neither does the hands theme. but it’s just definitely a pattern, potentially a minor theme, and deliberate choice in setting tone. i think it’s Something. im not a heavy zelda theorist tuber or anything but i’m very observant of patterns and i like to share them for deeper appreciation and contemplation/discussion

#loz #totk #totk meta #totk spoilers

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hitomisuzuya · 1 year ago

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hello, may i request Scara to reverse the situation and fvck us hardly after we make him cum with our hands? I dunno how to explain so very sorry if i made it sound weird. p/s: Umg thanks for opening the request, i love your blog sm!💖💖💖

Scaramouche x fem! reader. Smut. Rough sex. God Complex Scara.

a/n: Hello, dear❤️ Thank you so much. Sorry this took a bit to get to. I hope you enjoy.

You could feel it in the way Scaramouche's cock throbbed in your hand. You could hear it in the way he was moaning huskily, his thighs trembling in pleasure as he rutted into your hand.

He was about to cum.

The way you looked at him when you said, "Let me please you, Scara," It was worshipping. There was just something about you when you got this way that he couldn't get enough of.

You squeezed your hand generously coated in precum around his cock. He left out a husky gasp of pleasure when you leaned down to press some soft kitten licks on his cock in between pumps of your hand.

And maybe you heard the softest whimper whenever warm cum spurted onto your hand. You jacked him off through his orgasm, letting him use your hand to chase his high.

He eyes were pulled down into a lustful glare, watching as you licked your hand clean. You let out a small noise of surprise with how fast he moved to pin you down on the bed by your shoulders.

"Do continue to please me, doll. Scream for me while I fuck you senseless," Scaramouche said, leaning down to capture your lips up in a harsh, dominant kiss

A big part of him really did love it when you acted like this, it only made him want to exert his dominance over you even more, to make you submit to whatever sexual whim he had.

Blood welled on your lower lip when Scaramouche bit down on it, thrusting himself inside of you. He bottomed out in one harsh snap, making you gasp in pleasure into his mouth.

Pulling away, he gripped your chin to make you look at him. "Who is it that you worship and adore? Who is your God?" Scaramouche demanded, groaning in bliss when you walls clamped sensitive around his cock.

Grabbing a handful of your hair, he yanked your head to the side and sank his teeth into your neck. He bite down close to your throat, his favorite place to bite you when he was showing dominance over you.

Your back arched off the bed, bucking your hips up desperately to meet his thrusts, crying out whenever his cock kissed your sweet spot. "You! It's you, Scara!" You cried out, making him laugh as he sucked a deep bruise by your throat.

The way you were writhing and moaning beneath him was exhilarating to him. The way you started begging only made his cock throb more.

"Please cum inside of me, Scara! I need to feel you cum inside of me!" Your arms wrapped around him, your fingernails digging into his back.

"What a needy mouth you have on you," He hissed, grunting, picking up his pace when he felt his orgasm approaching. When you were begging so pretty underneath him like that, he couldn't possibly refuse you.

Your fingernails nails racked over his back when you squirted on his cock. Scaramouche hissed in pleasured pain, kissing his cock firmly into your sweet spot. Groaning, he pressed a deep, open mouthed kiss on your lips as his cum spilled inside of you.

You whimpered in pleasure while he fucked you through his orgasm. His tongue swept over some blood the welled to the surface of your lower lip. "I'm yours, Scara. I'll only ever be yours," You said, licking submissively at his mouth.

That was something that Scaramouche always wanted to hear. Never once would he get tired of it.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n

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raz-writes-the-thing · 1 year ago

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Unbidden (Doctor Who One-Shot)

Dark!Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader 18+ (no smut) / requests are open

Summary: The Doctor's gone too far this time.

Fic type: thriller/horror- please note there are descriptions of gore, violence and dark shit. no smut. I mean it, this is dark. Please heed the warnings.

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You’re in shock. You must be. There’s no other explanation for the way you’re shrieking and laughing and crying all at the same time. You can’t even hear the noises coming out of your mouth- you’re just… distantly aware of the burn in your throat and the tears streaking through the grime and the muck and the blood on your cheeks.

It’s spotty. All over. All over you, all over him, all over the ground and the walls. Red, crimson Dalmatian patterns that in almost any other situation would look like a pretty art piece. It still was, you supposed.

And it was like he hadn’t even noticed your reaction, bringing the blade down over and over and over and over into the now corpses’ chest, blood splattering everywhere with every single movement he made. Each time the blade came down felt like a physical blow to your chest. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Gods, he must be twenty stabs in by now, there’s nothing left but a big gaping cavity that reminds you of something you’d see in a cheesy zombie movie where his ribcage and upper organs used to be. But this isn’t a two-bit movie full of laughs and cheap effects. This is real. You can smell it. You can smell the gore, the iron, the horror. You can fucking smell it. You didn’t realise stuff like this would smell.

It feels like an out-of-body experience as you tear your eyes away to look down at your hands. They’re shaking uncontrollably, and as he rips the blade out of the corpse again, another splatter of blood appears over your fingers along with a chunk of organ that could be anything from heart to lungs to a kidney. You can feel your eyes bulging. You still can’t hear anything. Not even a ringing in your ears or a bassy vibration. Not even the jack-rabbit pump of your heartbeat.

There’s just… nothing. You can’t hear anything right now.

Distantly, you’re aware of the Doctor slowing down and eventually coming to a halt, giving the corpse that had been a person some fucking semblance of peace, finally. Your gaze filters unbidden through your outstretched fingers to find him watching you, something dark and ravenous in his eyes that scares the absolute fucking shit out of you.

You stumble back and away from him when he makes a sudden move, blade dropping to the ground in a sticky clatter. He’s covered in blood. Head to fucking toe. His white button-up under his pretty suit is unsalvageable. It’s almost black with blood, and it sticks to him in a way that you shouldn’t be paying attention to right now. You’re pretty sure it might be your brain trying to focus on literally anything else but the reverse Pollock on the ground in front of you.

The Doctor is up and cornering you in seconds. You barely have a second to register it before you’re stumbling backwards and he’s pressing you into the wall. Your hearing comes back with painful clarity all at once, and the Doctor’s voice suddenly has sound to go with the movement of his lips.

“See what I do for you, love? Oh yes, all for you. You’re mine, darling, I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

You don’t mention how for a moment there you genuinely thought he was going to gut you, too. He’d probably like the sight of your organs slipping through your fingers, actually. He’d probably find it hot, and beat off over y- no, stop it.

He wouldn’t hurt you… right?

You circled his neck with your arms, feeling the drops of blood seep into your sweater and cling to your skin. He was still murmuring sweet nothings into your ear, and if you were elsewhere, you might actually find them comforting.

But all you managed to let sink in as your eyes watched the blood pool larger and larger around the body on the floor was that you were his.

And he would never, ever- let you go.

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dewracle · 8 months ago

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III's ABC's

PAIRING - III x reader, III x polyves (Briefly mentioned)

WARNING - NSFW! Pantie thief, prostitution, exhibitionism, partner sharing? Sounding

AUTHOR'S NOTE - Honestly, III is a wild card in my eyes. There is a lot of random things he enjoys if you can't tell. I hope yall enjoy these! I might be expanding my III category sometime in the future

WORD COUNT - 1,073

Master List

❥ A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

➛ Can we admit that after he cums he just lays on you or lays there for a while just enjoying the afterglow ➛ He will eventually get up when the cum becomes uncomfortable, quickly getting you a wet rag and some water. ➛ If it’s bad enough, he’ll drag you into the shower and then just lay his head on you.

❥ B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

➛ His? He loves his hair tbh, he prides him on it and making it look good. ➛ Yours? God does he love your neck. Just loves biting into it and kissing the mark, loves the sounds you make.

❥ C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

➛ I am very sorry but he loves cumming in your mouth, just for you to spit it back into his mouth. ➛ Will finger his cum into you as well

❥ D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

➛ A panties thief. Dirty panties to be exact. ➛ Sniffs them while touching himself thinking of you, wanting to bury his face between your legs and consume you.

❥ E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

➛ Mm he knows a lot, has hired sex workers in his free time just to experience the world. (Don’t worry he was safe)

❥ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

➛ More on the basic side out of all the positions in the world. ➛ He likes cowgirl/reverse cowgirl. Loves being under you while you take his cock, use him however you feel fit. But also loves to grab a handful of your ass when you’re in reverse.

❥ G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

➛ He’s definitely goofy, making jokes the whole time, trying to make you smile while pounding you into whatever surface he is taking you on. ➛ Does get serious at times, growling softly in your ear because he wants nothing more but to make you scream.

❥ H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

➛ Mm hairless for the most part, if he does decide to grow any hair it's shaved quickly afterward. He just doesn’t enjoy the feeling and mess.

❥ I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

➛ He’s a goofy ball for the most part, does whisper and tell you how pretty you look underneath him. ➛ Hell if you’re on top of him, he says you are one of the prettiest angels he’s ever seen.

❥ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

➛ Half the time he doesn’t realize what he’s doing till it’s almost too late. ➛ He’ll slowly palm at himself, lost in thought, thinking about something he has done in the past. Only gets up and goes somewhere private when he has to choke back a moan

❥ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

➛ Power play. He likes fighting with his partner to see who can take control of the situation ➛ Voice kink. He mainly gets this from Vessel’s voice but he can and will melt for anyone with a good voice

❥ L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

➛ Kitchen, loves taking you knowing that the others eat there, always bringing up memories every time he’s in there ➛ Others’ bedrooms. Something about dirtying their room with his and your cum just sets him off.

❥ M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

➛ The adrenaline gets him going. He loves doing things that get his blood pumping… Which gets his cock hard.

❥ N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

➛ I feel like this is obvious with all of my NSFW ABC’s but no scat play… He just, literally makes him gag at the thought.

❥ O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

➛ Please suck this man’s cock, he is a whimpering mess when he’s receiving ➛ He also loves to give oral, he’ll have your cum on his tongue as much as he can. Will try to suffocate himself just burying himself in you

❥ P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

➛ Medium honestly, doesn’t really have a set pace that he enjoys, just savors the feeling of you wrapped around him

❥ Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

➛ I would like you to understand one thing… He does not mind taking you in front of the others… Quickies happen so much with him, honestly loves them bc he can take you whenever he feels like it.

❥ R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

➛ Oh definitely! As previously stated, he takes you anywhere and everywhere. Has had you on his cock while having a causal conversation with Vessel.

❥ S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

➛ He doesn’t last forever but he lasts a decently long time. If he cums before he beds you, he’ll last longer but then it's sometimes hard to cum.

❥ T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

➛ Has some toys but nothing really interests him as much as you. Has one set of toys that he’ll never let you or any of the others know about

❥ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

➛ The biggest tease out of all of them. He enjoys getting you all flustered before dipping to go play on stage. He just can’t get enough of watching you whine after he pulls his hand out of your pants.

❥ V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

➛ Quiet at first but slowly grows louder. ➛ His accent comes through a lot when he’s in pleasure and he’s almost embarrassed about it.

❥ W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

➛ That set of toys I mentioned earlier? Yeah, it's a sounding set… ➛ He loves the feeling of the smooth metal going into his cock

❥ X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

➛ He has his nipples pierced, but it was mostly done as a joke than anything

❥ Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

➛ Bless all of his partners, he is nearly always pent up, always ready to go again.

❥ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

➛ They barely sleep due to their nature… He’ll fall asleep after multiple rounds and will nap for roughly 4 hours before waking up again.

Master List

#sleep token #sleep token ii #sleep token iii #sleep token iv #sleep token vessel #imagine #headcanon #sleep token headcanons #sleep token iii x reader #sleep token smut #sleep token iii smut #smut

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twinliches · 7 months ago

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truth to be told I don't know how to fucking knit. when my new roommate moved in his mother was knitting socks in the kitchen and i said "oh I always wanted to learn how to do that" and she said "it's easy watch this!" and made a row in front of me, which i burned into my retinae and tried to unsuccessfully and then finally successfully recreate for three caffeine filled hours after getting myself some yarn. ever since then i have been frantically creating increasingly complicated scarfs but i have no fucking clue what i am doing. most real knitters would proably have an aneurysm watching me trying to fulfill my vision. i have to unravel most of them twice before it works out. throwing yarn at the wall until it sticks method. i am reverse engineering knitting techniques through blood sweat and tears. i could just look up any tutorial but i prefer it this way. keeps my blood pumping

#verdict is very much still out on the new scarf vis a vis unravelling #but i want letters on that bitch and by god i will get them

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sanjoongie · 11 months ago

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𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥: 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 / ℕ𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕝𝕖 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪

🥀Pairing: Blood Magic!/ Doctor! Kang Yeosang x Plant Magic! Reader (f) 🥀Genre: Smut 🥀Rating: 18+, Minors Do not Interact 🥀Au: Twilight Academy Au, fantasy, magic users, doctor au 🥀Trope: blind date 🥀Summary: after an unfortunate accident with your shears, you visit the doctor, only to be surprised by his magic. fate throws you into a blind date with the doctor and then your curiosity gets the better of you when the blind date develops.

🥀Kinks: dom! Yeosang, sub! Reader, utter control kink, magic bdsm (safeword usage), yeosang is always hard, sex magic!, pussy pump magic!, engorged clit and pussy lips kink, oral (f), praise kink, slight degradation kink, yeosang is a bit of tease but he just likes how confident you make him feel, penetrative sex with no contraceptive or barrier

🥀Warnings: mentions of accidental harm by way of a sharp object, blood, injuries being treated

🥀Word Count: 1,544

🥀Betas: @downtoamagicalland (for youuuuuu) @mejuii

🥀Day Seven: Voyeurism 🥀Mini Masterlist 🥀Day Nine: Long Distance Sex/ Praise

“Doctor, I have an emergency coming into your office,” the receptionist informed the doctor through the magic mirror.

The mirror twinkled in what you assumed in confirmation because the receptionist gave you a nod to go ahead.

You gripped your hand tightly, avoiding looking at the blood that dripped down both your arms. You had only made it to the doctors without fainting because your neighbor was nice enough to escort you most of the way.

What you had not expected was to be floored by how handsome the doctor was. He smiled pleasantly as you entered but frowned immediately at your wound.

You had been absentmindedly dreaming of the blooms of your future flowers while trimming some hedges and you may have cut yourself on the shears you used. It was your time of the month, so you weren’t using your plant-based powers, but that didn’t stop from your garden needing some tender loving care. You cursed yourself for not waiting a few days.

The really weird part was that when the doctor focused on you, your blood reversed its path down your arm and went back up. You watched with bewilderment as all the blood on you went back into your wound as if time had been reversed. Flabbergasted, you barely even registered as the doctor stitched you up with an accurate hand and then bandaged up his handiwork.

“I'll need you to come back in a few days for a check up, but as long as you rest and don't make that hand do any strenuous activities, you should heal wonderfully.”

That deep, melodic voice snapped you out of your reverie. “Excuse me?!”

The doctor's eyes danced in merriment. “You should probably avoid getting your hand wet too. Is it your dominant hand?”

Your mind went straight to dirty and you could have sworn the doctor was insinuating you shouldn't touch yourself with your wounded hand but you shook your head. “No. I mean yes. I mean--what the hell just went on here?!” You demanded.

The doctor began to putter in his office, putting away his supplies. “Blood magic. Don't worry your little white magic user head, I'm sanctioned by the council.”

Your eyes were probably as round as saucers but when your brain finally caught up, you said, “Well, that's cool.”

The doctor whirled around, confused but still beautiful. Then he let out a laugh of disbelief that made you shiver. Damn, what about this doctor wasn’t attractive? “That's the first time I've heard that,” The doctor admitted with a shake of his head.

“What else can you do with your powers?” You asked, curious now.

The doctor raised an eyebrow at you and it made your face heat up in response. He shrugged and cupped your injured hand. He turned it over, your inner arm facing upwards. He ran a well-trimmed nail up the sensitive skin, following the veins in your arms. “Your entire body is filled with blood. You figure it out.”

That had you walking out of the doctor's office with your head in the clouds, imagining all sorts of scenarios featuring the doctor.

Imagine your surprise when your mother peer pressured you into attending a single's blind date in the sleepy village where Twilight Academy was, and finding the doctor across from you.

“Kang Yeosang, nice to meet you,” Your smooth doctor introduced himself.

You frowned in confusion. “But we--”

“Please shake my hand,” Yeosang begged, “if you won't touch me, no one else will. But if you show them that it's safe, then I could play out this blind date like everyone else in this room.”

So, you not only shook his hand but impishly kissed the back of it. Some others gasped at your actions but you simply grinned at Yeosang. He was also shocked by the kiss but murmured a quiet thank you and you two began your blind date.

The rest of your dates paled in comparison to the handsome doctor but luckily enough for you, the both of you agreed to see each other again. So while the other’s filed out from the inn’s mainroom, with the owner sulking that no one wanted to ‘get a room’, insisting that it was very romantic, you and Yeosang lingered.

“Doctor--” You started.

“Please, my name is Yeosang,” The blood magic user insisted.

“Yeosang.” Even just saying his name gave you goosebumps. “Do you remember when I visited you a few days ago?”

Yeosang chuckled. “How could I forget?”

“Do you think…” You twisted your fingers as an anxious gesture.

“Yes,” Yeosang said breathlessly.

San the innkeeper, more than happy to give a new couple a room, shoved the key at Yeosang and gently pushed the both of you up the stairs. “Enjoy~” He chirped.

When you were naked with Yeosang, you pleaded with him to show you exactly what his powers could bring to the bedroom. He was cautious but when you told him that the thrill of the unknown turned you on, and with a promise on the safe word ‘tulip’ if it ever got too much, he began.

With his ability to control blood came the ability to control your entire body. You felt odd with your arms moving above your head, one hand encircling the other wrist. Then your legs spread and Yeosang rubbed his lips together. “This next one is one of my favorites.”

You felt a slight pressure between your legs and watched with wonder as both your pussy lips and clit became swollen and engorged. Yeosang knelt between your legs and when he blew on your cunt, you shuddered. You were infinitely more sensitive. And once he started to eat you out? You were in seventh heaven. Each lick, each suck, each gentle bite was more.

You mewled at the intense pleasure you were given. Yeosang made you cum a few times before you were begging for his cock.

Yeosang grinned, full of confidence and seduction. “You know I can control the blood flow within my own body, right?”

Your eyes move down to his fully erect cock. You licked your lips. How long could that man give you pleasure? “Please,” You whimpered again, “Yeosang, I need you.”

“Don't worry, Flower, I've got you,” Yeosang assured you.

Even the whisper of Yeosang’s dick along your wet folds had your hips bucking upwards, searching for more. Your swollen pussy lips were greedy for the stimulation. And when Yeosang guided the head of his cock to rub against your clit, you groaned so loudly.

“My cock isnt even inside of you,” Yeosang chuckled. “So desperate.”

Yeosang stretched you out, his girth and length not something to joke about. The strokes of his cock inside your walls were everything. He was quick to adjust the angle, as if he was using your pulse to let him know when you were the most excited.

“Such a tight, swollen, wet, tiny pussy,” Yeosang cooed at you, a slight mocking tone to it. “It's rare for someone to let me have this much control over their body. You must trust me immensely.”

You nodded, agreeing to anything as long as he fucked you like he was. Yeosang chuckled again, a firm hand on your hip. “Already dumb on my cock?”

“So dumb for you, Sangie,” You whimpered.

Yeosang cupped your face, suddenly tender. “You do wonders for my ego, Flower.”

“Fuck me stupid, please,” You gasped.

Yeosang bent you in half, your legs over his broad shoulders, doing as you commanded.

“So deep,” You moaned.

Yeosang hummed in contentment. “I can feel you clenching around me. You really do love this.”

You looked up at Yeosang with clear hearts in your eyes. “So good!” You cried out.

Soon Yeosang was pistoning his hips, a stray hand absentmindedly playing with one breast, but his eyes stayed glued to your face, always looking to see if it was too much. But all he saw was pleasure painted across your face and he felt proud that he could do this for you.

“Oh shit, Yeo-yeosang,” You began to stutter.

“I'm here, I'm close, go ahead, Flower, cum on my cock,” Yeosang encouraged you.

You let out a lusty moan and came the hardest you had ever in your entire life. It was wave after wave of pleasure, your cunt clamping and clenching over and over around Yeosang. Yeosang cried out, his lovely voice desperate and loud. He came deep inside of you, and at this angle and without a fertility spell, you were pretty sure he was going to get you pregnant.

“You were so good for me,” Yeosang praised you and your heart sang at the praise.

“Thank you, Yeosang,” You said to him, languid and satisfied.

“For the orgasm?” Yeosang couldn't help but laugh.

“No,” You shook your head, “For trusting me with your power.” You promptly fell asleep after delivering your message.

Yeosang stared at you in disbelief once again. He wasn't sure exactly why you came into his life right now but he was sure it was to help him heal. He’d wake you up after a nap and help you wash up. Then he’d see if he could coax you through another few rounds. He needed more of your curiosity and hunger for him.

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@smallfrye finally i wrote yeosang in this au! 😭

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