#//please do NOT feel obligated to match my length!!!

[wwefanficsxo]

Secret love

jey uso x fem!reader

contains: smut, teasing, oral (f!recieving), dirty talk, unprotected sex

MINORS DNI • 18+

You recently started a new job as a backstage reporter for WWE. Everyone seems to love you, but you have one secret you’ve been keeping from everybody.. You are in a secret relationship with Jey Uso.

You started dating him a month before you got hired with WWE, and you two decided to keep things private until you got more of a footing in the company. You wanted to make a name for yourself other than “Jey Uso’s girlfriend” and he respected that.

You two were really good at hiding the relationship. Nobody had any idea you two were together. Except for Jimmy, cuz y’know.. You can’t keep anything from your twin. You two would always disappear to a closet, kiss each other when nobody’s looking, and the teasing.

The both of you treated it like a game. See how much y’all could do to each other without anyone finding out.

• • •

Tonight is Smackdown. You just arrive at the arena and focus on getting ready for the show. You head over to the locker room to get changed into your outfit tonight, you were wearing some skinny leather pants and a tight black crop top to match, paired with some red heels. After you got dressed you headed over to get your hair and make up, just after you finish up, Jey walks in.

You look over at him and flash a quick smile, he returns the favor and walks towards you. “Hey ladies.” He says to you and the other girls around you, but you know he’s only talking to you.

“Hey, Jey.” You smile at him. He walks over to you and looks around, making sure nobody sees anything. When the coast is clear he leans down and whispers low in your ear. “Meet me in the closet. 5 minutes.” . Without giving you time to respond he walks away.

Five minutes go by and you make your way over to the closet, you open the door and Jey is already in there with his shirt off. “Hey, baby.” He says with a smirk, coming closer to you, his hands moving up and down your waist. “You look fine as hell today, mama..” Jey groans, still feeling you up. “Almost couldn’t contain myself in front of everyone..”

You run your fingers through his hair and stand up on your tippy toes to whisper in his ear.. “Well.. we’re not around anybody right now, are we?” You smile, moving your hand from his head down to his lower half, cupping his half hard length over his pants.

Jey flings his head back and moans softly. He moves his hands from your waist down to your ass, cupping both cheeks. “Take off your pants, babygirl.”

You quickly obliged, unbuttoning your pants and pushing them down your legs along with your panties, not breaking eye contact with Jey. Jey bites his lip and strokes his beard as you stand there half naked. He gets down on one knee and digs his fingers into your thick thighs, admiring your glistening center.

“Beg for it.” Jey demands, his mouth just inches away from your clit. “Jey, please.” you breathed, looking down at him.

Jey looks up at you and smirks. “Nuh uh mamas, be more specific..”

“Baby.. I’m craving your tongue all over my pussy.. Please..” You beg.

Jey didn’t respond, he instantly went to town on your pussy, vigorously lapping at your center and occasionally sucking your clit. All you could do was moan his name, over and over.

“Fuck, Jey..”

He continues flicking his tongue as fast as he can on your clit. He then takes his index finger and slowly pushes it deep inside you, in and out, in and out until your legs started shaking.

“You gon’ cum for me, baby?” Jey groans, still thrusting his finger inside you while sucking on your clit. “C’mon mama, I need your cum on my tongue.”

Those words from Jey brought you to the brink. You harshly released all over his tongue. He licked up every drop before standing up, looking in your eyes. “You taste so good..” Jey grabs your face and kisses you passionately.

“We should go..” You say as your lips are still pressed against Jey’s.

“I know, but I really don’t want to.. I need more” Jey groans, his hands glued to your ass. “Ima get a hotel room for us later.. I’ll text you the details. Get dressed and wait a little before leaving. See you later, mama.” Jey plants a kiss on your forehead before opening the door, looking both ways before making his exit.

You wait for him to leave and you put on your panties and your pants, fixing your hair and you make your exit as well.

• • •

The rest of the night you were in work mode, but all you could think about was what was gonna happen after work. The night finally ended, you went to the locker room and changed into a pair of short shorts and an oversized hoodie, grabbed your bags and made your way to your car.

After starting your car and placing your things in the backseat. You check your phone for a text from Jey with the details for the hotel. You put the address into your GPS and head over there.

You arrive at the hotel. You check your messages to get the room number. You step out of your car and lock it as you walk into the hotel, over to the front counter. “Hi, I need a room key for room 205..” You ask the hotel worker. He obliged and handed you a key. “Thank you!”

You make your way up to the hotel room, when you finally make it you unlock the door and walk inside. “Jey? You here?” You call out. You make your way over to the king size bed and lay down, making yourself comfy, scrolling through Insta and TikTok while you wait for Jey.

A couple minutes go by and you hear the door open. There you see your man Jey. Wearing some black sweats and a matching black tee, paired with the chain that always turned you on, and he knew it too. Jey looks over at you and smirks. “Hey, babygirl..”

You get out of the bed and jump into his arms, wrapping your hands around him and planting your lips onto his. “Hey, Daddy.”

Jey groans as he places his hands on your ass to support you. “I’ve been waiting for this all night”

“Oh yeah?” You run your fingers through Jey’s hair. “What exactly were you waiting for?”

Jey softly chuckles and looks at you with hunger and lust. “You already kno’, mama.” He tosses you onto the bed and stands over you. “Strip. Now.”

You lick your lips as you slowly pull your hoodie over your head, throwing it on the other side of the room. After that came your shorts. You decided to keep on your matching bra and panty set as you walk over to Jey.

“All of it, baby..” Jey growls, looking you up and down.

“Take the rest off yourself, Daddy.” You demand as you place a hand onto his chest, through his shirt.

“You tellin’ me what to do now?” Jey says as he cups both your breasts.

“Maybe I am.. You gonna do something about it?” You say with a smirk.

“Oh, you already kno’”

Jey leads you over to the bed, pushing you down. You let out a loud gasp as you fall over. The way Jey was looking at you.. you just knew you were in for it. Jey hovers over you, placing his hand on your neck, causing you to arch your back. He takes this opportunity to move his hands under you, unclipping your bra. He rips it off and throws it to the side. He makes his way down to your lower half. Grasping the top of your panties with his teeth. He pulls them off with his mouth, tossing them to the side as well. He takes off his shirt and makes his way back over to your lower half, using his fingers to explore your folds.

“Mmm, Jey.” You let out.

He quickly stops and goes up to your face, his lips pressed against yours. “Nah, you don’t deserve my fingers. You deserve this cock.” He says as he puts your legs over his shoulders, slamming into you instantly, hard and fast.

“F-fuckkk Jey. You feel so good inside me.”

“You’re so tight, baby.” Jey groans as he continues to slam into you. Leaving you a shaky, moaning mess with his deep strokes.

It didn’t take long for you to release harshly on his cock, screaming his name over and over.

“I didn’t say you could cum, babygirl..” Jey looks at you as his thrusts slow down, letting you come down from high.

“I-I’m sorry daddy.. You were fuckin’ me so good I couldn’t hold it..”

Jey takes a handful of your hair and pulls you up to his face. “Not good ‘nuff, baby. You needa be punished for being a bad girl..” Jey growls. “Bend over..”

You turn around onto all fours, bringing your chest down so your ass is in the air Jey licks his lips, admiring his view. Jey slaps your ass, hard enough to leave a red handprint. You squeal at the contact.

“Mmm” Jey groans as he slaps your ass again. “Such a bad girl..”

“Whatcha gon’ do about it?” You ask, looking over at Jey.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it.” Jey growls as he rams his length into your entrance, slamming into you ruthlessly. With the way he was fucking into you, all you could let out was loud moans and chanting “Daddy” over and over.

Jey felt your walls clench around him as he continued to slam into you. “You’re such a slut for this dick..” He says as he continues to fuck into you. “Ask for permission to cum this time, baby.. Or you won’t like the outcome..” Jey demands with a low growl, still slamming into your tight pussy.

“Mmm, Daddy.. Can I please cum on your cock? P-please..Oh, Fuckkkk. You’re so good.” You say in between moans. The way Jey keeps slamming into you, you won’t last much longer. He thrusts even harder, leaving you cock drunk, saying nothing but please over and over.

Jey grabs a handful of your hair, bringing you up to his chest, his length still ramming into your tight hole. “Cum for me, slut.”

Not even a second after he said that, you saw white as you released on his cock, Jey would follow suit, with one final thrust he shot his seed deep into you, slowing his thrusts before pulling out of you, falling onto the bed, meanwhile you’re frozen on all fours, still processing what the fuck just happened.

Jey pulls you down to him, kissing you passionately. “That was amazing, mama.”

You smile as your lips are still pressed against Jey’s, kissing him again.

All of a sudden you hear a knock at the door. You jolt up, quickly grabbing your hoodie and putting it on, along with your shorts. “Who is that?” You say nervously. Jey shrugs and makes his way over to the door. He opens it to see his friend, Cody, at the door. “Hey, Jey! What’s going on?” Cody says as he attempts to walk inside. Jey stops him. “Aye bro, I’m tryna sleep..” Jey tries to close the door but Cody quickly walks in, instantly making eye contact with you. You froze.

“Oh, um, hey aren’t you..”

Jey walks over to Cody. “Man, you can’t say anything about this..”

“What is this exactly?” Cody asks, confused.

“Y/N and I have been seeing each other for a lil’ bit. Before she even got hired on as a reporter. We wanted to keep things private so she can make a name for herself in the company without my help.”

“Ah, makes sense. Well I’m gonna go.. Uh, see you later Jey, Y/N.” Cody walks out and closes the door behind him. All you and Jey could do was stare at each other in shock. Eventually Jey lets out a loud laugh. You slap his arm. “That’s not funny, Jey!”

“Relax, baby. I know Cody, he won’t say anything.”

You nod at him as he holds you with a warm embrace. “We’ll be okay, mama. Don’t worry.”

“Okay baby, I won’t.” You say as you plant a soft kiss on his lips. You loved being Jey’s little secret, the love between you two was so strong. Eventually the secret will come out, but until then it’s just the two of you.

Thanks for reading!

[mad-hunts]

jokethur asked: ❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞

one might argue that the way barton huffed through his nostrils in a wry sense of disbelief at what he heard come out of the other's mouth, rather than at the terrible thing that was just said through his own lips without an ounce of shame, told you everything you needed to know about him; that he was a brutal and very unfeeling person. but honestly, even if those things were the least bit true, barton thought... he was only saying what everyone would be thinking in their heads if they knew what was really going on behind the scenes. they just wouldn't want to say it aloud for one reason or another, whether that was due to the fear of being ostracized by their peers, or frowned down upon by society as a whole. kind of like how he was currently by the man standing beside him.

barton took a long drag out of his cigarette and averted his gaze from one of the big, bright displays that decorated the skyline to meet the others eyes. the displays were showcasing what looked like the latest news: and that was what barton seemingly was making a comment on, as the death of a cop that was rather infamous for being a ' pinnacle of kindness and care to their community ' was the main headline for that day. except that man was everything but in reality. it was just so rich to be seeing him regarded as some fantastic guy, when barton knew for a fact that he was a sleazeball who he had seen hanging around his old boss, as he was secretly in their pocket and doing their dirty work. and if there was one person that barton held contempt for more than anything... it was the man who used to treat him like he was something less than human. or, less than dirt, actually.

but of course, barton would never tell the gcpd of his corruption because he knew that rainer (you have to put a face to the name for these people) would realize that it was him who'd sold him out. and besides... since when did he have faith in the gcpd, or even like the police? they were all a bunch of pigs to him. so, barton let him continue on with his little game of playing the role of the well-beloved police officer while he was helping people get killed on the side. he rolled his eyes then, ❝ well, if i had known that you were such a big fan of the police, then i likely wouldn't have said anything. but i rest my case: a lot of people do deserve to die, stranger, and he was one of them. so i don't feel sorry for him or his family at all. ❞

barton stated this all in a very matter-of-fact manner, blowing smoke out through his nose from his cigarette before he continued, ❝ i mean, where was this guy if he was so good whenever the city got flooded? i didn't see him among the people who were helping other's whenever everything went to shit. in fact, i bet he was probably sitting in some place really safe and warm whenever it happened, because i knew the real kind of person that he was. a total prick who certainly wasn't the golden boy that the news is trying to make him out to be, ❞ he flicked his cigarette down on the ground and smushed it underneath his boot, successfully putting out the fire on its other end. barton turned to face arthur completely with an unamused look in his eyes.

❝ now, are you done preaching to me about how wrong it is that i said that? you don't really know the first thing about the pig after all. but i do. though you didn't hear that from me, alright? ❞

[serabellyms]

i hate that feeling when i'm writing w/ a new mutual or a mutual that I haven't written with much and don't know what's too long of a reply that's gonna scare them off

so ig this is my way of saying to the dash: if you're not intimidated by long replies sometimes PLEASE let me know directly bc this vibe literally results in me deleting and rewriting replies to people multiple times when the first few were probably just fine to send and i'm instead overthinking how much content i'm putting in it when that particular mutual would've just gone with the flow--

[sea-of-flxmes]

// @lultimagoccia starter for you!

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        Ah, the land of the dead. The Underground, as they called it in Shibuya.

A plane of existence in which Reapers possessed superhuman strength and stamina. Where eating and sleeping could be performed on a whim, or never at all. Where functional wings could take any Reaper to the furthest reaches of the city (sky's the limit, baby!).

But now, reincarnated as a regular human, Nywe could no longer enjoy those otherworldly privileges. She was stuck again in a body that needed food and rest to function. A conglomeration of muscles, organs and bones that demanded her constant attention, from the growling of her stomach to her racing thoughts, impulses and nightmares.

        Oh God, the nightmares.

The last Reaper's Game Nywe participated in had been a monumental disaster. One in every two nights she would wake up with a start, her mind reeling from the horrifying things she had witnessed during those endless seven Days. If adjusting to a new body wasn't tiring enough, there was also her hectic life as an exchange student in Shibuya. Soon, Nywe started to lag behind on her studies, unable to keep up no matter how hard she tried. Despair eventually took over, and during a particularly intense moment of crisis Nywe had a epiphany:

        She had to get the hell outta there, and pronto.

So she packed her things, filled all required forms to take a sabbatical year, and embarked on a journey to reconnect with herself. Nywe visited one location after another with no clear goal in mind, until her travels brought her to a pizzeria on the edge of a small town.

Besides its logo, something else drew Nywe's attention: on the front door, there was a ❝ HELP WANTED ❞ sign. Curiosity got the better of her, and she stepped inside without a second thought; maybe she could start a new life far away from a city that threatened to devour her whole. ❝ Hello? ❞ Nywe spoke in a somewhat meek tone. ❝ I would like to apply for a job here—if you're still hiring, that is. ❞

[classiqals]

closed starter -> @dcccivcr

setting -> outside of the infirmary (or the royal family's quarters, whichever fits!) sometime late in the night, hours after the scandalous dinner and subsequent food fight.

" is she sleeping now? " tian feng's voice was quiet in the still halls, almost afraid to shatter what little peace had been secured after everything. soon, the sun would make it's crawl over the horizon- tian feng would likely watch it, still awake, and celebrate the return of another morning in another's bedchambers once more.

for now, he was restless, feet sore but unbothered. between the barracks to the perimeter to the infirmary to the royal apartments, the captain roamed, fingers switching for the sword at their waist anytime a mouse so much as squealed. catching sight of another, well, tian feng almost sighed in relief.

they asked of princess kaiming, recognizing the guard as her security detail, despite having only been back home for mere months now since his extended stay overseas in japan. he'd been promoted - youngest naval captain of china, and he wore this pride well, all tall shoulders and shimmering awards pinned to his light armor. " i should have come by sooner. "

[girlfox]

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒 from the uneven rise and fall of the fox's chest; it blossoms from a deep-rooted unsettling, the kind that is only unearthed in the presence of something greater than her, and far more dangerous. sucking in a sharp intake of air, ahri licks her lips, relieving them of their dryness, before running said appendage over thick fangs that jut at the fleshy inside. " this is wrong, " she whispers to herself, alarmed.

back presses against the rough exterior of a dark, ancient tree, it's leaves a canopy of shadow and buttery dancing light over honey skin. the wind whistles, and the birds chime in return: the sounds of the forest, as they've always been ... yet something in her belly twisted like a gnarled root. narrowed eyes flick to a mauled corpse hanging unceremoniously from a tree bough, blanketed in so much blood that she can't tell which part of the body it originated from.

「  ⠀⠀the mortality of humans was hardly ahri's biggest concern, yet the nature of this carcass—it was foul, incorrect.⠀⠀」

steadying her mental, ahri pushed off the tree bark, alabaster tails sweeping along the fresh earth as she embarked forward. ... if i could taste it, then ... upon her approach, digits would phantom along the body, collecting deep red ichor on her fingertips, before pressing them against her tongue. it wasn't much, but—fresh blood carried remnants of it's owner's essence, perhaps enough to peer into a glimpse of their recent memories, if she were lucky.

for a moment, nothing happens. the fox falls to her hind legs, crouching with arms resting on her knees, steely blues examining the body in silence. then, a rush passes through her mind like a gentle wave on a sandy shore, and she closes her eyes in response, opening herself to it's pull; every part of her tingles, but only subtly, as the essence is dull and small in quantity. in her mind's eye, ahri focuses on hazy imagery, like photographs that were taken in motion, far too blurry to understand ... a towering mass of darkness, one's heart pounding against their chest, the cracking of bone, and a deep growl. then, it was over.

a gasp forced it's way out as ahri's eyes flew open. what was that? she stands, " there are more of you, aren't there? poor, helpless human ... " perhaps if she could hunt down the monster's other victims, she could piece the memories together, and find whatever was throwing the forest into disarray and disturbing the equilibrium of souls.

before the thought could formulate to completion, however, a twig snaps somewhere in the distance behind her. not close enough for mortal ears to pick up, yet beastly appendages flick in it's direction, and the half - creature flits into the brush, pulling herself onto a tree branch, far enough up to avoid detection by normal means. there, she watches, waiting; limbs beginning to marginally glow with the cyan light of her magic, on the ready. ⠀⠀➸ ⠀⠀@dhampyir

[sweetiecutie]

Part eight: first time/virginity loss~ 🩷 Kinktober Masterlist 🩷

Pairing: John Price x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mdni, virginity loss, fingering, unprotected sex (don’t do that), fluff and soft, I don’t like the ending but dunno how to fix it

- You came to me like a smart girl that you are, made me so proud, - John murmured against your ear as two of his thick fingers were working your pussy open, stretching it out to fit his girthy cock inside. His thumb never stopped rubbing the swollen nub of your clit, causing your mouth to fall open in silent moan, your nipples pebbling up at the intensity of newfound pleasure.

- Yeah, you came to a real man who would treat you so good, not some stupid frat boy who’d fuck you in the back sit of his car and then act like nothing ever happened, - Price kept on whispering, placing small kisses on your temple and hairline in between each word, his beard tickling you slightly, adding to sweet sensation. Your wide teary eyes looked up right into his, making John’s heart skip a bit - how pretty you looked underneath him, so soft and sprawled out on his sheets; how those doe eyes sparkled, gazing at him with so much trust and need, how your puffy lips formed a perfect little pout, melting every bone in his massive body into mush.

John leant in, connecting his lips to yours in a slow sloppy kiss; skilled tongue sliding along your lower lip before slipping into the warmth of your mouth, nose bumping against your cheek. Price gladly swallowed a small squeal you let out as he added third finger inside of your cunny, pumping them in and out slowly, smiling into the kiss as you started buckling your hips up ever so slightly, matching the pace of his hand. Man hummed approvingly as he felt your small hands trailing down his chest and sides, clumsily trying to caress his burly body - your touch is tentative and unfirm, but oh how much John enjoyed your eagerness to please.

- You think you’re ready to take me? - John asked after breaking the kiss, his lips mere centimetres away from yours, piercing eyes gazing right into your soul. You nodded rapidly, mouthing small yeses. - That won’t do. Use your big girl words, hm?

- I want you inside of me, - you uttered under your breath, bright pink dusting your cheeks and ears, heart humping rapidly inside of your chest at the realisation of what was about to happen.

- Love, it’s no pressure. You say stop and we stop, get it? - Price said, his voice sounding as serious as ever, startling you slightly by the sudden change. You nodded in agreement, nibbling on your bottom lip as John slipped his fingers out of your hole, making you feel so cold and empty. - Now clean my fingers f’me.

You obliged happily, opening your mouth and taking three of Price’s fingers inside, soft tongue swirling around rough fingertips, tasting your soury essence off his skin. You watched with immense interest as John undid the button and a zipper of his cargo pants one handed, tugging them down to his knees. His cock, once free from confines of black boxers, sprung up to his stomach, standing tall and proud and incredibly thick. You gaped, glancing up at your lover in confusion - will that thing even fit in? John chuckled, satisfied with your reaction, taking his digits out of your mouth and pulling your hips closer to himself.

- Don’t worry doll, I’ll be as gentle as ever, - he reassured, wrapping wet with your saliva fingers around his thick shaft, pumping it a few times.

John aligned thick cockhead to your fluttering entrance, causing your breathing to hit hitch in excitement. First stroke was slow and smooth, forcing about one third of Price’s cock inside of you. The stretch burnt, but John did good job earlier, working you open on his fingers, slowly easing you into taking the whole thing. After a few long moments he continued, slowly pumping his hips back and forth, sheathing more and more of his length with each new stroke.

First small moan fell from your lips, John’s cock stretching your pussy to its limits, but his thumb caressing your clit relentlessly made it so much easier to handle. Your tits bounced with each slow thrust, making it impossible for Price to resist grabbing them and playing with your perked up nipples.

- Fuuuuck, you’re so perfect for me. My perfect little girl, all mine, forever mine, - John groaned out, holding you so tenderly, his brain barely functioning at the feeling of your rippling heat wrapping so snugly around his throbbing cock, bringing him to the edge embarrassingly quickly.

Your hands grabbed Price’s wrists for some kind of grounding; initial pain started dissipating slowly, giving place to warm pleasure to suffuse you. Your clit was throbbing. unused to such close attention, back arching up at the intensity of the feeling.

- John, I think I’m gonna- your words broke off as a sudden wave of pleasure crashed over you, washing away all the remnants of thoughts that still were in your head. Pure ecstasy was pumping through your veins, making you shake and tremble in your lover’s firm hands, clamping down onto his thick cock, bringing him closer to his own high.

- That’s it doll. Just like that, cum on my cock, make that pussy cream for me baby, - Price muttered above you, his stomach muscles flex upon feeling you clench around his needy leaking cock. But his hips never stopped, fucking you into and through your high, not planning on stopping anytime soon. Not until John showed you how much pleasure a really good sex may bring<3

[seungfl0wer]

*𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕*

Pairing: Minho x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warning: Reader Blindfolded and Tied, Oral (M), Slight Face fucking, Fingering, Slight degrading, Hint at Multiple rounds, Slight touch at free use, Creampie, unprotected sex (as usual). Slightly proofread. I think that’s all?

You can find the request here, very much enjoyed writing this such a good idea😩

-🩵

Minho has been stressed lately, although he won’t admit it you can tell. He’s been working a lot, it feels like he comes home crashed and just does it all over again. You thought to yourself ‘I don’t think he even realized today was his birthday’. Of course you didn’t wanna tell him it would make your surprise even better. It did make you feel bad however you’d make it up to him.

You lay some rope on the bed that matches the cute little red bow you have wrapped around your waist. It also matches the bows you have in your hair, you look like the sweetest gift anyone could ever ask for. You checked your phone looking at the time. You didn’t even realize there was a text from Minho reading.

😻: I’m on my way home. (Sent 15 mins ago)

A grin came across your face, he’d be home very soon so you got into position. You laid down waiting for him to come how the excitement in your tummy making you feel like you’d explode. You were so antsy fiddling with the covers as your mind wondered. ‘He’s gonna be so surprised’.

You heard the front door open, Minho taking his shoes off to discard them in the usual place. You could hear him looking around for you, his foot steps creeping towards the bedroom where you waited. You felt so giddy you could just squeal! You quickly put the blindfold on that you had on stand by. Laying back down you waited to hear him come through.

“Kitten are you sleeping already” his voice was quiet as he opened trying not to wake you if you were. His eyes widened as he saw you lying on the bed. A little note you had written before placed to the side. It said: “Happy birthday my love, do whatever you’d like with your present”

As he read it he looked over you, his cheeks heating up as his mind wondered. He let out a soft groan “I forgot today was my birthday honestly, but of course my sweet kitten didn’t hmm? All this just for me?” He said as he leaned down towards you placing a soft kiss to your cheek.

You nodded in confirmation feeling the bed dip on the side. “I’m all yours, please do whatever you want with me.” You knew he needed a verbal confirmation before he’d really do anything like this.

“Ah my kittens so sweet, gonna let me use you all night till both of us are spent?” He said as he slowly unbuckled his pants. He needed this, needed it more than you thought. Not just to let off steam but to be close to you, to feel you. He missed you a lot while he’s been working and this was just perfect to him.

“Open up that pretty little mouth of yours” he said his fingers ghostly touching your lips. You did as he asked opening your mouth wide for him. He tapped the tip to your tongue before slowly pushing himself into your warm mouth. He let out a low groan, his head falling back. He slowly pushed himself in and out of your mouth savoring the feeling.

He noticed the rope you had laid out on the bed making him smirk. Without saying anything he leaned back grabbing it. He took your hands tying them together before tying them to the head post. “You thought of everything didn’t you kitten?” He coo’d.

You nod as you hear him hum in response. He placed his hands on the side of your head as he pushed further into your mouth. He watched as you took it all so well feeling your tongue swirl around his length. He leaned back once more but this time it was to play with your clit. He rubbed perfect circles as he teased at your wet hole.

“You’re soaked” he said in a ghostly whisper. “Kitten use that dirty little mouth of yours, come on, make me cum” he said with a groan. You obliged as you bobbed your head, taking as much as you could. You swirled your tongue around his tip before taking even more of him. He groaned even louder in response pushing his fingers into your cunt now.

You moaned loudly at the feeling the sound vibrating around his cock. He closed his eyes at the feeling of you, your mouth melting stress away. He pushed another finger into you curling it slightly as his thumb toyed with your clit. His cock started to twitch in your mouth, he was close. You took him fully into you as deep as you could, breathing through your nose.

He opened his eyes slowly as he pushed as far back as he could making you gag. His cock twitched a few times before cumming deep back your throat. “Swallow for me- ah- all of it” he groaned. You swallowed it like he asked opening your mouth to show him making him groan once more. “such a good little slut” he said as he pulled himself away from you.

The loss of his finger made you whine making him chuckle a bit. “Impatience gets you now where” he said as he cupped your cheek, making you jump a bit. He leaned down nipping at your ear as he made his way to your neck. Kissing down your body as he left marks all over your chest. Small purple spots marked your body. He made sure to leave them in places people could easily see. He loved marking you “want everyone to know you’re mine. And mine only” he said.

He quickly positioned himself at your entrance slapping his cock against your clit before rubbing it up and down your folds. You rank at the ropes wanting to wrap your arms around him. He let out a tsk tsk before he chuckled again “what did I tell you kitten?” He said this time waiting for a response.

“I’m sorry” you said softly with a small pout.

“Sorry what?” He said tilting his head not like you could see it though.

“Sorry sir, I’ll be patient. Just want you. Missed you so much.” You admitted.

He let out a soft sigh before leaning down to kiss you “I’ve missed you to, I’ve missed you so fucking much!” He said his voice full of love and want. He glided his cock yo your wet folds one more time collecting all your juices. He pushed himself deep into you both your heads falling back as eyes rolled back into your skull.

He bucked his hips into his wondering your body playing with your nipples as he pushed into you. He watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared, your wetness soaking him. The sound of slapping skin filled the room mixing with both of yours noises.

He reached up to you taking the blindfold off. Your eyes squinted as the light was a bit bright after having it on for so long. You blinked looking up at Minho. God was he ever hot. His hair slicked to his head with sweat. His toned body so beautifully on display for you as his cock fucked into you. You leaned up wanting to kiss him but your hands were still tied up so you couldn’t.

He smiled looking down at your efforts before leaning down himself to kiss you sloppily. His tongue darted into your mouth as they wrestled for dominance. His hand came down to rub your clit once again. He pulled away from the kiss moving his body. He lifted you to your side holding one of your legs up as he moved faster into you. Hitting you in a new angle made it feel even deeper. His cock now hitting your g-spot.

His hand was now mercilessly toying with your clit. You felt so sensitive, the damn ready to burst at any moment. He leaned down once more to kiss you leaning his forehead onto yours eyes. He looked into your eyes as he went sloppy. His body twitched as he felt his orgasm approaching. “Best present ever, I couldn’t ask for anything more than just you” he said in almost a groan.

You smiled up at him wanting to say something but before you could get the words out you felt him twitch. He gave one last thrust pushing as deep into you as possible before cumming. The feeling of his hot liquid coating your walls and his fingers frantically moving made your high crash over you.

The damn breaking as everything flooded from you, you came hard around his cock. Clenching around him making him moan out. The sounds of you screaming his names mixed with his moans made the most porn a graphic sound.

He leaned his head onto your should you both panting now. He smiled looking up at you before kissing you lovingly. “Thank you kitten, I really needed this.” He said before kissing you once more.

You smiled back kissing him, you wanted to hold onto him tugging at your hands. You let out a sigh “Minho can you untie me so I can hug you” you said with a pout.

A small devilish smile crossed his face “not just yet, I think I’m gonna use my present a bit longer” he said nipping at your lip. That gleam in his eye said it all, you were in for a night.

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[holdmytesseract]

Hi love i wanted to request a drabble/blurb with tom hiddleston where he is getting ready with his pregnant wife for an event and she says something like i look like a whale or huge.....

Some reassurance, comfort and implied smut!!!!!!!

Nothing Less Than A Goddess

Tom Hiddleston x pregnant!Reader

Warnings: pregnancy stuff, insecurities, fluff, tiny bit suggestive smut

Word Count: blurb

a/n: Thank you for that sweet request, nonny! I hope you like what I came up with! 🤗

P.S. This gif is how I imagined him to look in that oneshot. 👀

You stood in the bedroom in your underwear, after just having stepped out of the shower. "Love, are you ready soon? Luke will be here in about twenty minutes." You heard your husband call out for you, from which you presumed to be the kitchen or living room.

"Umm, yeah, I, uh, need to get dressed and perhaps put on a little make-up, but beside that..." An answer came immediately. "Shall I help you, darling? Or do you get along alone?"

You wanted to think about Tom's offer for a moment, but your mouth was faster than your brain. "Yes, please!"

"Alright! Just let me take off my suit jacket and shoes again!"

Now you kind of had a guilty conscience.

"Babe, you don't have to get halfway undressed just to help-" But it was, of course, already too late. Tom appeared no minute later in the bedroom, just in a navy blue shirt and tie, matching navy blue suit trousers and - black socks. "Yes, I have to, darling. No excuses. It's my obligation to help you," Tom stated, while making his way over to you and pressing a soft kiss on your cheek; palms came to rest on your six-month baby bump. "After all, I'm this little bean's dad," he announced; wearing one of his dazzling smiles.

Well, that was true. He had a point.

You couldn't help but smile and placed your forearms on his shoulders; fingers buried in his long blond-brown locks. "Okay," you said; nodding. "Thank you." Tom smiled even wider and turned his head to press a soft kiss against the bare skin of your arm; his scruff slightly tickling and scratching you.

"Now, let me help you." You nodded and turned to pick up your matching white dress from the bed. Tom being the gentleman and caring husband he was, helped you even to step inside; making sure that you didn't lose your balance. Then he zipped the zipper of the dress up; warm fingertips brushing your skin. It sent a shiver down your spine.

Once you were fully dressed, you took a look at yourself in the full-length mirror. The dress was new. You had never worn it before. How could you, with the steadily growing baby within your womb? Impossible. That dress would fit you probably not even a month...

"And?" Tom stepped behind you; hands on your hips and pulling you against your chest. "What do you think?"

You bit your lip; giving yourself a once-over. You gently turned from side to side in his embrace; getting a look from each angle. "I-I, uh, I honestly don't know, Tommy... I mean, I like the dress. It's beautiful, but..." "But?"

You sighed; knowing that lying to your husband wouldn't work. "I... I feel like I look like a whale. I-I mean, I am huge..." You swallowed hard; feeling very insecure all of a sudden.

Behind you, Tom blinked in disbelief. "Apologies... What did you just say, darling?" "That, uh, that I look like a... whale..." Your voice was barely above a whisper. The words hadn't even left your lips entirely, when the Brit started to shake his head. "Oh, no, no, Mrs. Hiddleston. I see what you're doing - and it's not good. I won't let you walk down that dark path."

Tom turned you gently in his embrace; pointer finger and thumb cupping your chin. "Look at me, darling." You complied; your eyes meeting his stunning ones. "You are neither huge nor do you look like a whale. Do I need to remind you that you are pregnant and that it's more than normal for your body to change?" "Y-Yes, but-"

"Ah.Ah," Tom interrupted you immediately. "Apologies, darling, but no. No buts. If you are anything, then beyond beautiful. Stunning. The prettiest woman I have ever laid my eyes upon. Nothing less than a goddess." You gasped; feeling your heart skip a few beats. "A-A goddess?"

Tom nodded. "A goddess, yes. Your skin is glowing. You look more radiant than ever. Your curves are..." He took a short break; licking his lips and swallowing hard. "...absolutely delicious. Drop-dead sexy. To me, Y/N, you are even more attractive than you've already been. I can't take my eyes off you. Especially not since your pregnancy really started to show."

You were kind of overwhelmed by his words; not having expected this. "Y-You really think that?" You asked; still a bit uncertain.

Tom smiled; his other hand giving your hip a soft squeeze. "Darling, would I ever lie to you?"

Your eyes widened. "N-No! Of course not!" He kissed your forehead. "See?"

You blushed.

"Now do you believe me, or do I have to show you how much I desire your body, once we get back home tonight?"

You wetted your lips; suddenly feeling bold. Tom's words had finally gotten through. Especially the last ones.

"Hmm, perhaps, you should yes," you answered; hand playing with his tie. Tom chuckled darkly; his hand on your hip sliding down to give your ass a small, playful slap. "Gladly."

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[demigoddessqueens]

KINKTOBER 2024 - demon sex

MDNI, SMUT, NSFW

a/n - got into Last Kingdom, stayed for the monk, also here on ao3

Pairing: Osferth x succubus!reader

Word count: 0.7k

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As different as his life turned out, from priest to mercenary, Osferth still finds himself seeking refuge in old habits. Fortunately for you, it called to you like blood in the water.

The human still said his prayers before every night, despite the blood on his hands. You sensed that it brought him comfort in this brutal word, although your ideas of “comfort” to help him varied of the carnal ones.

Appearing as an enticing figure to the young man, you cooed his name as you kissed past his protests.

”I-I’ve heard of your kind before…a-a succubus…”

That dark laugh from you did little to soothe his unease. He said with such fear yet almost sounded enticed.

“D-demon, what would you want from me?”

You fondled his hair before pressing up further against him. Osferth swallows hard as he sees the fangs in your smile. A clawed hand grazes along the free skin of his neck before you pull him into a deep kiss. Thankfully this was only a dream as the monk let his moans ring out.

“Something only mortals like you can provide, and from hearing your pleas to your god, I would oblige to it.”

Your body is pressed tightly against his, and you draw him into a slow, deep kiss again. The stiff demeanor tries to prevail at first, but gradually, his lips move along with yours as his tongue slides into your mouth with a low needy moan.

“If I give you want you want, monster, but ngh—if I do, will you stop tormenting my thoughts?”

You cup a hand between his legs as he clenches his eyes shut.

“Only if you truly desire that, human.”

You work open his robes and tug the fabric down from his legs, freeing the now rock-hard manhood within. He's…prominent. Soft hairs lead down from his stomach to what your mouth waters at. While the rest matches his body, the tip is such a pink color it matches the blush on his cheeks.

Practically salivating at the sight, you utter a pleased little moan as you lower yourself between his legs until you can place a deep, lavish kiss to the crown of his cock. Feeling greedy, you begin to lap and suck more along the column of his cock. Osferth writhed and whined beneath your touch, struggling not to cave to the carnal pleasures he denied his body.

Why was he trying to deny himself? Hypocritical as that was. He’s been to brothels before with the others, yes! But he was a monk before. It was another to lie with another but a demon he’s heard countless horrors about?

Once you’ve had your fill, you gradually sink down onto his cock, moaning happily as it fills you inch by inch. You feel the tightened grip on your body, and see the way his eyes are wide in arousal. The way he bites at his lip to keep from crying out only spurs you on to get a reaction from him.

By the time you've taken him to the hilt, you're panting softly with you head tilted back as your body thrashes for him. You can't recall the last time you felt so perfectly full from a mortal and so absolutely satisfied.

The full length of his manhood swells and throbs in the throes of his orgasm. Seeing your taut body thrust upon him, Osferth took advantage of your brief vulnerability to flip you beneath him. Wrists caught above your head, you were the tiniest amuse at his forwardness.

”Don’t t-test me demon. I—ungh—mean it—ahh, hells you feel amazing!”

Your laugh was a mix of faux mocking as it blended with his gasps of overstimulation. He thrusted into you with more fervor but you could see those sharpened cheekbones contort in pleasure as the overstimulation got to him.

“We shall see, little monk.”

Osferth awakes in a cold sweat as he gulps down heaves of air to steady himself. There’s a throbbing between his legs and his cloudy mind swims with an image of a face he’s seen before. Looking between himself and the others sleeping, Osferth reaches down.

His cock is already slick from the obscure dream he had so it’s no surprise he’s threatening to burst at any moment into his hand. With one last whimper, the wet mess splays over his hand as the arousal leaves his body.

Before sleep claims him, Osferth could have sworn he saw another human shadow slink away from their camp.

[ospraey]

the icy chill of the river does not bite into maverick’s skin, the way it likely does for the others. his body temperature is already lowered, and while the water that flows over blackened fingers is certainly cold, he doesn’t find it too uncomfortable. the same cannot be said for gale, it seems ; he watches out of the corner of his eye as the wizard warms his fingers with a faint bloom of golden light, a contrast to the glittering silver of the stream. oh, to be able to warm his hands so easily. mav is faintly amused by the little trick, nearly smiling to himself as he turns back to washing his own hands — an expression that slips the moment gale’s voice reaches his ears. the way maverick stiffens is immediate and obvious, brows knitted, shoulders tense.

it never really washes off, does it? the words ring truer than he thinks gale realizes. the stains on his hands are a constant reminder of the things he’s done, proof of his guilt and shame. mav swallows, staring down at his fingers. is this really the first time gale has seen him with his gloves off? it must be — he’s usually quite careful to keep them on around his companions.

❝  it, um ... it’s not ... ❞ uncertain of how to respond, he wavers ; when he glances up, his gaze catches on gale’s outstretched hand, patiently waiting. hells. if only he knew. ❝ i’m not sure how much you’ll be able to do. my hands have been unclean for a long time.  ❞ and yet, the osprey finds himself shifting closer, hesitantly placing his small hand in gale’s. how strange it feels, to voluntarily touch someone without the barrier of his glove.

The river sings. She slips silver between his fingers, chilled beneath his nails, and even with the shiver of the gloaming noonlight, the water, wintry, nips like ice. Gale, washing his hands clean, doesn't mind it. He allows a taste of fire to warm the cold run of his skin instead, giving chase to the bite of the mountain-stream. Quizzically, perhaps even beautifully, his knuckles and fingers shimmer gold. How — brilliant. Hunched beside the bank, he lets wash all the bloodshed of the day, and for the wizard of Waterdeep, cleansing death seems so easy; yet, for their fierce, little osprey, the opposite holds true. "Ah. It never really washes off, does it?" Gale asks. Gods, his brother, that story he doesn't yet know... He hasn't the foggiest idea. Instead, Gale focuses on how poorly the river cleans his hands. "It's just a mite too cold, I believe. May I?" he asks, palm raised.

@ospraey liked for a starter.

[kquil]

REMUS LUPIN | 17:27 ⏤WHEN I WIN

SUM. : as an underground fighter, remus is compelled to keep you away from it all but your persistant devotion makes his resolve crumble

G. : best friend reader ; underground fighter remus ; muggle au ; modern au ; fluff ; slight angst ; longing and resistance ; there's a lot of tension here oop-

LENGTH : 0.6k

NOT PROOFREAD OR EDITED

“You don’t have to do this (Y/N),” Remus comments, voice soft and gentle as he watches you with tender eyes wrapping up his hands and knuckles with gauze. 

“Just let me, Remus,” you counter in a similarly delicate tone. The act helps you cover up the scars and bruises embellishing the skin of his hands, which offers some relief, but it’s immediately taken away as soon as you remember that this was all in preparation for his next fight. After bandaging up his right hand, you don’t let go and stay exactly where you are; standing in between his thighs as he sits atop a table backstage, “...why do you have to do this, Rem?” your voice is shaking and on the verge of crumbling away for rampant sobs to push through. In an attempt to tamper it all down, you play with his large, calloused hands and trace your fingers along the veins that protrude from his scarred skin. 

“You know why…” he lifts up your chin, trying to meet your eyes but you can’t look at him. Instead he holds both of your small hands with one of his and lifts your arms up so that he could tuck his face under them and bring you closer by the waist with his free hand. He locks you in his embrace and breathes in your comforting scent, it’s warm and intimate; you smell like home. He’s so lucky you’ve stayed by his side even though you have no obligation to.  

“Remus, please,” he didn't answer. Silence follows your plea and it persists even when he suddenly moves to drop down from his perch on the table, turn with you still in his arms, pick you up by the waist to sit you down where he once was. With your positions switched, he locks you in by placing his hands on either side of your thighs and presses his face into the junction of your shoulder and neck with a deep inhale. You are all he needs before a match. You’re his good luck charm, the only thing that can bring peace to his mind and help him rise to victory. 

He just hates seeing you so upset over him. He knows you deserve better, so much better than what he can ever hope to offer you, and he should just let you go so that you aren't tied to him but Remus is addicted to your devotion. You’re the closest thing he has to a loving partner. He wants you to know how much you mean to him in the hopes of becoming something more but he’d feel too guilty if he held onto you any tighter than he already is. 

“I really appreciate you being here for me…” he rasps beside your ear before proceeding to kiss your temple, “I love you,”

“What was that?” you ask, missing the words he had muttered into your skin. You had a vague idea of what he said but didn’t want to get your hopes up, your eyes gave away your hope, however, and Remus had to pull away before he lost the reins to his resistance. If temptation was personified, it would be you. 

Nevertheless, Remus settled for gripping your waist, his thumb sneaking underneath your shirt and fondly massaging your supple skin and groaning at the unsavoury thoughts pervading his mind. 

‘She’s my best friend, she’s my best friend she’s my best friend…’ he chanted internally for his own sanity

“Remus I-” you’re cut off by a rapid knocking at the door. 

“You’re up! Get out here!”

Remus presses a lingering kiss against your cheek and steps away from you, smiling fondly at the hand you subconsciously reach out to him with, “I’ll tell you what I said when I win the match,” without another word, he’s out the door, eager to get in the ring and win the match. 

Fuck being your friend, he’s making you his lover once he’s secured his victory. Like all the underground matches he’s won before, this fight was for you.

A/N : i don't know if there are any underground fighter remus fics out there but i am obsessed

NAVI.

[roleplayfinder]

hihi!!

I’m 22, she/her looking for other 18+ people to rp within the Arcane Universe with me!

Taken season 2 is coming out in a few months, I have such an itch to get back into the fandom and start writing again!

I am interested in doubling, whether it be oc x oc / cc x cc / or oc x cc — I am open to pretty much anything and everything !! However doubling is not a requirement, so don’t feel obligated too!!

Personally, I am looking for someone to write Caitlyn Against my Vi! In return, I can write pretty much any character of interest — LGBTQ+ ships welcome, of course!

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[motheruin]

TO CARE FOR THE WOUNDS OF THIS CATHEDRAL; was what this bishop had vowed upon first breath, through the splutters racking her frame, shaking her shoulders despite the emptiness of her throat. it had been the only form of respite at the time, as anything else, anything weaker, would lessen her gratitude toward the grace of this revival━━━this second chance she was undeserving of.

and yet now, as eremiya stood at the crest of the cathedral before the open space designated for prayer, there was nothing generous in her gaze. when she peered down upon the scattered flock of the faithful, it was with a countenance darkened by malice. the hope writhing in her chest was false; and to try a hand at mothering this hope would prove futile, as the truth was blatant, almost.

she would be deemed an outcast, no matter the efforts she spent catering to the optimism of the monastery's populace. they would peer through the cracks of her smile and see, first, the canines of a monster before they ever see the newly birthed light in her eyes.

But that is fine, he would have promised her, this is not the first. and she grew to accept his words as truth, undeniably resistant to the idea of fitting into the mold the church of seiros cut open for her. thus, she wore her smile as one would a plaster mask, nodding briefly to those she passed, deaf to the whispers they lay at the goddess' feet. marble tiles caused her heels to click, the only sound she, herself, created as she moved past pews and people. her stride came to a halt at the last pew, unable to bring herself forward anymore upon the realization that, outside, it was still morning.

the mere memory of sunlight reaching her skin shook her hands from where they clasped one another. it was not cowardice. it was survival. it was human flaw. it was━━━

eremiya's gaze drew west, to the soundless shift of a shadowed figure. and, thank goodness she had managed to catch the sight, for this person wielded inscrutability as if second nature. almost as if it darkness, itself, was theirs before it belonged to the world. ( ━━━belonged to her, she was vaguely reminded. was there significance in this indescribable selfishness if she had not known whom it was her gaze fled to? )

"is it entertaining to watch from afar?" she offered a conversation, turning her head to them but not inching closer; confident in the distance between their shadows, "i have not been here long but your presence, i've been told, is timeless. you lurk and do not speak. do not contribute."

truly, she ought to be angry. their ability to fit perfectly within the dark should twitch her mage hand and fill her heart with the selfish desire of wanting, but eremiya had not budged. instead, she continued, "does faith frighten you━━━"

coward. fool. craven.

"━━━stranger? surely there is a reason for your timidness."

partner tag : @beholdenning !

♡ ・ only do not leave me in this abyss ━━━ eremiya & denning

[pictureinme]

cheri cheri lady – kitten braden (3)

❧ you go to a peepshow. you meet kitten. your life is flipped upside down.

patricia 'kitten' braden x f!reader tags: voyeurism, oral sex, p in v, etc. (see ao3 for full list) parts: (1) (2) 3 (4) (5) (6)

The taste of cigarettes and lipstick flood your taste buds, her soft lips smiling into each kiss.

Your hands wander to her blonde curls, slightly tugging to bring her even closer to you.

“Kitten…” you murmur as the two of you catch your breath.

“Love, you’re an even better kisser than I imagined.”

“I aim to please. May we…” you motion to the general direction of your bedroom.

She meets your eyes with a look that could rival Marilyn Monroe’s lusty gaze, “Only if you carry me all the way there.”

Obliging, you scoop her up bridal style, laying her gently on the duvet. She tosses her gloves and scarf across the room.

“My knight…” Kitten reaches to unbutton your slacks, but you still her movements.

“Let me take care of you, okay?”

She pauses, unsure of something.

You backtrack, “Is that okay, love? Or are you strictly a giver…”

“I’m not exactly like you down there, Miss (Y/N),” she glances away, “I’m sorry, I didn’t think things would go so fast, I…”

You kiss her forehead gently, understanding, “Kitten, you could be as smooth as a doll down there and I wouldn’t give a damn. Come here.”

“(Y/N), you really are too much,” she kisses you with a fervor not previously there.

Climbing on top of her, you pin Kitten’s arms to the bed and move to kiss her neck.

“Oh, please be careful to not mark in obvious places… It isn’t proper for work, I’m afraid.”

You tease her with a bite, “Don’t worry, my Kitten. I’ll make sure they’re in all the hidden places.”

She smiles and whimpers as you move your way down to her chest. Kissing and sucking, you whisper adoration to her.

“Perfect little Kitten… What do you want me to do for you?”

Her eyes glance around nervously, “Whatever you’re comfortable with, truly.”

Nodding, you make your way to her thighs, “I’ll make you feel good.”

She sucks in a breath as you lift her slip up, revealing her matching blue panties.

“God, you’re beautiful…”

Kitten lets out another whimper, and you slide her panties down.

“May I use my mouth, love?” You look up at her with the most adoring eyes, and she can’t resist.

“Please, (Y/N).”

Beginning with a gentle kiss to her tip, you begin to wrap your lips around the length.

“Oh, heavens, your mouth…” she tangles her hand in your hair, urging you forward.

You move up and down, making sure to focus your tongue on the tip. Your hands grip Kitten’s thighs, stilling her unconscious thrusts. Her moans and praise have you speeding up.

“I’m so close, please, (Y/N). It feels so good, fuck!”

Nails digging into her thighs, you keep the pace going until she releases into your mouth with a long whimper.

Kitten’s chest rises and falls rapidly, her fingers still tight in your locks. She watches as you swallow, and she rushes to kiss you passionately.

“You’re the first person to ever go down on me, love,” she confesses into your mouth, “That was amazing.”

“That was my first time ever going down on someone, so I think we may be even, darling,” your breathing is equally as ragged, and your jaw slightly sore from the rapid movement.

She ghosts her hands over your thighs, looking at you expectantly.

“Only if you want to, Kitten… I’m content in just making you do that all night.”

“It’s only fair,” she starts to unzip your slacks, “And I want to hear you say my name.”

You inhale sharply as her manicured nails begin to tease at your panties, “You’re too good to me, I swear.”

“Just wait.”

Kitten pushes you back onto the bed, pulling your pants down at the same time. Moving your panties to the side, she smiles at how wet you are.

“Good to see you’re as wet as me, Miss (Y/N).”

“It’s your fault, Kitten.”

She cocks her head, and rubs a finger up your slit.

You moan at the unexpected touch, and she giggles, “So reactive. Let’s see what other noises you can make for me, love.”

Continuing to rub against your entrance, you start rocking against her.

“Ah, ah. Let me handle this,” she scratches down your hips, causing you to whimper her name.

Kitten enters you with one finger, curling and uncurling as you look at her sultry expression.

You whine, causing her to look up at you, “I need you.”

She smiles, continuing to finger you, “Be specific, (Y/N).”

“More, I just need more of you, please.”

A second finger joins the first, and your head falls back onto the bed. She moves to be above you, still fucking into you.

“Lookin’ like such an angel, love. You like it when pretty girls do things like this to you?”

She rubs your clit with her thumb, and you bliss out, “Only you, Kitten. You’re the first.”

Her eyes widen, and she adds a third finger, “Losing your virginity to a stranger, you really are a pervert. I love it, you know.”

You barely focus on her words, just on the way she fucks you while still looking so flawless. Her tongue flicks out to lick your cheek, and you melt.

“Please kiss me, Kitten.”

She wastes no time in doing so, and you feel yourself reaching a peak.

“Baby, Kitten, I think I’m gonna come, fuck!”

“Let yourself go, (Y/N), let go for me.”

She darts between your expression and her fingers moving in and out.

You shut your eyes tight, feeling her hot breath on your neck, and you let go with a flurry of moans and ‘Kittens.’

She fingers you through your orgasm, until you have to physically remove her hand.

Kitten looks almost as fucked out as you, with her curls sticking to her forehead. With her mascara smudged and lipstick gone, you think you fall in love.

[scottssteve]

intro post

hello!!! my name’s monty, i’m 20 years old n im looking for fellow 18+ marvel roleplayers. here are some facts/details abt me and what i roleplay!!! interact w this post or shoot me a dm and ill get back to you :)

ABOUT ME:

i live in the EST time zone and i work part-time, so my hours can be a bit all over the place. i also have ADHD so i can be quite forgetful, but i do my best to respond as quickly as im able to!!

i try my best to match the length of my roleplaying partner, but i can go a little overboard sometimes so please don’t feel obligated to match me when i ramble on in a response lol

i’m a okay with smut as long as we discuss it beforehand and everything. i’m also okay with some darker themes, but again, i would like to discuss it beforehand— we’ll play it by ear!!!

i can be very chatty ooc so don’t be afraid to talk to me! :) i’ll talk your ear off if you’ll let me

MY SHIPS/MUSES:

(i’m pretty open to playing various characters and various ships. i will not roleplay anything incestual or involving a minor.)

steve x bucky

steve x tony

thor x bruce

scott x steve (personal favourite!!!!!! pls rp scottsteve with me ill love you forever)

bucky x tony

thor x steve

steve x bucky x tony

tony x loki

peter quill x thor

tony x thor

tony x stephen strange

peter parker (college era, ps4 spiderman ish) x harry osborn (also college era)

peter parker (see above ^^) x johnny storm (comics)

im pretty open to other ships, so don’t be afraid to suggest any you’ve been into!!! i prefer m x m pairings :) i’m also open to oc x canon pairings (me as either)