#//what if someone cums in him and he's like 'oh good job! now clean it up :>' while he's either laying down or standing right over them-

[insertpinkchiphere]

//Got hit with an idea for Lambda

[littlepuppers]

A thought to add to that fantasy:

The owners end up having to go on a trip again a month or two later, and seeing as you did such a good job last time, they ask if you can watch him again for two weeks. Even though you really don't want to, they pay really well and you could really use the money, so you end up in their living room as they hand you the keys and head off on their trip, his snout pushing between your thighs before their even out of the driveway...

mmmm yesss i mean unfortunately i need the money and they pay so much bc he’s a big dog and eats a lottt so i have to keep dog sitting him.

as we’re in the driveway, i push his snout away from me and walk inside. i pour food in his bowl and get myself a snack. i remember not to bend over or lean down too much bc of what happened last time. and i wore that stupid skirt again. why?? because i have to be presentable for the owners, they know my parents and will report back or get someone else if i seem like i’m a slacker. anyway, i literally can’t ignore the fact that his huge dick is just out bruh like have some courtesy.

i’m there for a couple hours watching movies and chilling on the couch while he’s on the floor. I fall asleep to the peaceful sound of gunshots from an action movie.

OW WHAT THE FUCK. i wake up in a panicked state feeling claws scraping my thighs. i look down and this damn fuckin dog has his head under my skirt and is nuzzling my pussy rn, licking it way too harshly. wondered why i had such an intense wet dream. ewww disgusting i push his head away but he’s not budging, he muzzles deeper and is tongue goes inside me. it goes in wayyy too easily bc im fucking soaked. WTF buddy get out please..i feel his huge tongue lapping at my walls and my legs start shaking. fuck i’m like about to cum in a dogs mouth this is so sick. my thighs start tightening around his head, then he stops.

dude. what. there’s no way this dog just edged me. fuck off.

he gets up to leave but then bites onto my skirt and drags it up all the way to my face. i playfully bite onto it, taking it from him and giggle. but all of a sudden his paws pin down both of my arms and i realize what position we’re in. oh my god no no no no no NO.

his hips go down and he starts bucking them trying to find my parts. so gross please don’t, not again. i squirm trying to dodge his scary MASSIVE doggy cock. he then lays his upper body down on me, putting all his weight on and pushes harshly into me. FUCK. god what the fuck. he ruts into me in and out so fast and hard, it hurts. i think his cock is getting bigger…oh shit. noooooo no no. please don’t. i try to push his paws off my arms and he snaps at my face, i flinch away and tears start running. he licks them off my face while still pounding me. the squelching sound and my whimpers fill the room it sounds so fucking inappropriate. i feel his knot trying to get in “NO BUD GET OFF!” he pops it in and finally stops thrusting. the feeling is overwhelming and i cum immediately as it goes in. buddy whines and barks in my face. i feel his liquid flood me. fucking disgusting. im still sniffling from earlier but i take deep breathes while his knot goes down. he continues to lick my face till im ok. that’s kinda nice. but not nice bc he knotted me without permission. “no treats later buddy” i say and then he starts shifting his hips, i gasp as he slips it out of me. i hear the liquid drip onto the floor and feel it gush out of me. sweaty and panting, im still laid out on the couch, legs spread, and there’s a disgusting doggy cum mess all over my pussy.

fuck…i look down and see it left his huge puddle on the couch. great, now i have to clean it all up. i get up carefully and start walking when my legs give out. i collapse on the floor, my legs are too shaky to walk. buddy walks over to me and is sniffing me, especially down there. he whines. i think he feels bad and wants to clean me up. i slowly and carefully spread my legs and he puts his head down, licking up my thighs and on my pussy. fuck it’s sore and feels really overstimulated, but um, kinda good ig. his head comes up and he licks my face, spreading his cum on me GROSS. i push him away and he trots away, growing another hard on. i roll my eyes, glad that didn’t go anywhere. i get up, less shaky now, and go to get the cleaning stuff.

i clean up the mess and forgot about his cum, now crusted, on my cheek. gross. i wash it off and sit back on the couch, exhausted even more now. i refuse to sleep near him again. what a gross horny dog. what is his deal seriously. he lays on the ground near me and stares at me, panting, his red cock out on the ground as well. god, can’t believe i have three more days of bullshit.

IM SO WET WRITING THIS

[finsplurtz]

stupid idea — scaramouche

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! scaramouche

— contents : rim job , ass eating lolll , jerking off , mean scara

warnings : none I thinke:3

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“That’s fucking disgusting, absolutely not.” Scara said sternly.

You and this guy have a .. strange relationship. Not dating, not yet at least, but you’re sure he has the tiniest bit of feelings towards you….

Cause he only lets you fuck him, he doesn’t even imagine letting someone else do him.

You guys try many things, today you had asked him if you could eat him out. He had never let you before, it was always fingers and lube back there but you really want to see how he reacts.

“please, scara? It’ll feel good, I’LL be good..” you get closer and look into his eyes begging him.

“I don’t see what the point is. It’s a stupid idea and overall not sanitary.”

“are you saying you don’t clean down there”

“THATS NOT WHAT IM SAYING. THE ANSWER IS NO.”

“ugh scaraaa..~” you whine frustrated before rolling your eyes and turning to walk away.

Well that night he called you cause he wanted to fuck. He irked when you told him no.

“are you serious….fine I don’t care I’ll find someone else.” He never really did, he doesn’t trust anyone enough.

These kept happening for the next two weeks and it really started to eat at him. He was getting fed up and pent up so he had to get you in him fast.

“Fuckface, listen here.” You turn you head to him listening.

“You can.. ugh do whatever the fuck you want with me but im telling you I won’t fucking like it. You better get me off tonight.” And with that he stormed off. You felt a grin tug at your lips gosh you’re a fucking animal

Now he’s sitting on the bed staring at you.

“……..well are you going to tell me what to do!?” He asks visibly upset.

“Oh uhm just.. turn around and ass up” scara scoffs before turning around and resting his head on the mattress, lifting his bare ass up in the air.

“fucking idiot..disgusting.” He mumbles under his breath. He’s 100% sure he’s going to hate this, the thought alone makes him want to fucking die.

You begin by running your hands over his smooth bottom, placing gentle kisses all over his ass.

He’s mad as hell staring off to the side waiting for something else to happen.

You spread him open to get a good look at his beautiful puckering hole, all ready for your slick tongue to rub against it.

You decide to slightly tease and blow hot hair against his hole but only lick besides it. You feel the boy under you tense up.

You do this for about a minute or two before you finally run your tongue over his entrance earning a small flinch from the guy.

You’re kissing it so slowly and passionately, taking you’re time and slowly starting to ease your tongue in.

He feels hot and he’s starting to close his eyes in relaxation, his back arching a bit more as he feels your tongue slowly enter him.

Didn’t take long for him to start slightly squirming under you as your hole tongue pokes at his insides.

“ugh..so…wet…~” he’s gripping the sheets and rubbing his face against them, his legs trembling ever so slightly.

You bring your free hand down to his hard dick and start pumping as you eat him out.

“augh..~ fuck so…mmmgh” you feel yourself twitch at his pretty noises, thrashing around your tongue even more and squeezing his dick tighter.

He began to get loud and throw his ass back on you, your other hand went down to push his chest further into the mattress bringing his ass more to you.

“oh shit..! imma fu—ckin….c..come..” he’s panting against the sheets, his eyes rolled back. You pump him faster and he his legs give out on him the second he releases making a mess under him.

“Ha..ha..hnngh..~” you pull back and admire your artwork, teasing by running your fingers over his now sensitive cum coated tip.

That rim job alone got him extremely exhausted, he wanted to knock out. You pull your aching dick out of your pants and slap it against his loosened wet hole.

“all ready to be used, dear..~” you coo making him whine in response.

a/n; i’m rlly trying to cook here give me a second

[ncroissant]

PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS CAN YOU MAKE A FIC WHERE WE EDGE SUB!HUSBAND! FRANCIS AND THEN FUCK HIM DUMB AFTER BECAUSE HE'S BEEN SUCH A GOOD BOY AND MAYBE OVERSTIM HIM PLS PLS

sub! husband! francis mosses x dom!doppelganger! gn! reader

summary: punishing your puppy husband (pt. 1 here)

wc: 1.3k

content warning: nsfw, established relationship, anal, cock can be read as a strap, dom/sub dynamics, nipple play, overstimulation, humping against objects, public-ish sex, francis getting through the window, hand job, dirty talk, doggy francis, collaring

author's note: hi my lovelies, i'm so sorry for the long hiatus, finals season had be worn out! i'm back now, but will be posting slower than usual :( happy to still lots of engagement on my page, u guys are the sweetest!! anyways thanks for the ask anon:) hope u guys enjoy this one!! not proof read, minors please dni !!

when he heard the door click, he felt anticipation welling up in his stomach.

you creaked the door open, looking down at the mess your husband left. the pillows were messily arranged on the couch, probably soaked in his cum and his clothes were abandoned on its armrests.

there sat your needy husband, sitting on the carpet in front of the door. he was sat flat on the ground, knees spread, balls rubbing against the floor. his fat cock was barely contained in his tight black panties and his neck was collared with a long, red leash.

he didn't need any instruction on what to wear or what position to be in while he anticipated your arrival, he already knew.

"hi honey," you cooed, walking up to him with disinterested, ruffling his hair. "what with the mess, hm?" you looked around, acting as if you didn't notice the mess before.

he whimpered, hips grinding against the carpet like a puppy. "o-oh, 'm sorry, dovie. just wanted to get ready for you," he pouted, looking up at your with his big, doe eyes.

he looked so pretty when he looked up at you, so desperately wanting you to compliment how he looked or how sexy he looked sitting on the floor, awaiting your next command. anything to elicit praise would make him literally cum on the spot.

"yeah, i see that. but surely 15 minutes is enough time to clean up around here, right?" you tilt his chin up, smiling down at him menacingly. he mirrored your nod, looking more distressed by the minute.

you let go of his chin to his dismay, bending down to pick up his leash. "c'mon pup, you know the drill," you tugged at his leash, pulling him forward. he fell on his hands and knees, crawling behind you.

you brought him to the bedroom, leading him to the window. "on your feet," you instructed as he quickly followed suit. he was expecting a spanking, overstimulation until he was soaking the sheets white, but this was different.

"up against the window, francie. hands up here," you guided him, his cock flushed against the window, as he peered over at the city.

from this view, everyone looked so small. even so, it was still embarrassing for francis to be naked in front of a window. "what're we doing, dovie?" francis bit his lip, looking back at you with an antsy look.

"well since you love letting everyone know how much of a slut you are, i thought maybe i should indulge you a bit more," you pressed a kiss against his ear, placing your chin on his shoulder.

"begging so desperately for me to play with you over the phone while i was on the job," you whispered, dragging your fingers down to his v-line. "you wanted someone to watch you play with yourself, right puppy?"

he winced at the coolness of your fingers when you gripped the base of his cock. his legs were shaking, the little people feeling much closer than they actually were. "n-no, i was just...hnngh..." he breathlessly moaned.

this was turning him on a lot more than he thought. he was in the comfort of his own home, but still felt like he was display for the entire city. watching the way you played with his cock, stroking slowly.

"are you gonna be more honest with me, honey?" you murmured, your palm rolling over the tip of his cock. he jolted, feeling himself get close. he's been close, long before you stepped through the door, awaiting the punishment in store for him.

"uh-huh...nghh...i-i'll be...g-gughh, good," he was basically gurgling on his saliva, drool dripping down his lips. "f-fugh, fuck, just the tip, hngh?" he questioned, feeling his cheek smush against the glass.

you switched to stroking, pulling back at his foreskin. his eyes rolled back at the action. "such a perfect boy, hm?" you praised, toying with his slit with your thumb. "should i be more honest with you too, honey?"

he jutted against your hand, feeling his hips stutter. "m-mhm! please, dovie?" he huffed, his fingertips greasing up the window.

"honestly, i'm not gonna stop until this entire window stained in cum," you grabbed his chin, forcing him to look forward. "'n if someone sees you from their apartment, i want you to be a good boy and give them a big smile."

there was an apartment adjacent to yours, relatively far but still visible to see people through their windows. francis felt his cock throb at your confession, nodding rapidly at your wishes.

your hands were stroking at the perfect speed for him to cum, but he knew better than that. a drop of cum leaking out meant a day without cock and quite frankly, he could not survive even a second without a cock buried in his stupidly tight hole.

"pretty panties today, honey. these new?" you tugged at the band, letting them snap back onto his pale skin. he jumped, accidentally pumping himself into your fist like a flesh light.

once he started, he couldn't stop. his hips were fucking into your fist, he felt himself getting close. "oooOOGH...'s so, fuck, hnngh," his hands balled into fists, eyes closed to imagine you doing more than just jerking his leaky dick.

you released your hold on his cock, his nearly bursting tip brushing against the glass. "tryna be cute, huh?" you chuckled, completely removing yourself from him. "looked like you real close, huh?"

"unghh...dovie, 's so, so hot. 'm so f-full of cum," he whined, smearing his pre-cum against the window. his mouth hung open, panting like a dog, leaning his cheek against the window once more.

"someone's not listening, hm?" you rubbed the bulge of your cock against his nearly exposed ass. he mewled out a moan, tears spilling out of his eyes. he was so close.

you had continuously lead him close to an orgasm, only to let go of him and let him cry his little heart out from the lack of release. his eyebrows would furrow and his lip with jut out in frustration.

and every time he'd complain, you'd reach your hands up to his nipples to turn him into a crying, moaning mess.

you'd pinch and pull at them. waving your fingers over them making him puff his chest out. you'd flick at them quickly, watching as he squirmed in your hold.

"yeah, that's what i thought," you laughed, giving them one final poke.

and when you finally deemed him worthy of a good orgasm, you'd give him so many until he was physically out of cum.

"ahhhnngghhh! 's t-too much, dovie!" he exclaimed, eye crossed, head fuzzy. "y-your cock 's soo deep, hngh, feels good, oooNGH!" he threw his head back when your hit his prostate, making him cum.

your window was more than stained, cum dripping down to your carpeted floors. "too much? didn't you beg for this, puppy?" you tugged at his collar, hand gripping onto his waist.

you thrusted deeply into him, grunting at the impact. "s-someones, hic, watchin' me, dovie, mnngh..." he mumbled, making eye contact with the guy who was jerking off to the sight of your messy husband, cum splattered all over his tummy.

"remember what i told you, honey? give 'em a show," you urged him, fingers prodding at his puffy nub, tugging them towards the window. his tongue stuck out, a smile gracing his lips.

he looked so slutty. tears and drools rolling down his face, cock grinding against the cum-stained glass and his bright, pink nipples pressing up against the window.

your perfect slut.

"say cheese, dovie," you cooed, thrusting into him one last time, cum spilling into his hole. it filled him so well that it was dripping down his inner sides, legs shaking.

your fingers slowly rubbed his nipples, as he twitched from his nth orgasm, huffing wildly. he swallowed, throat dry from all his moaning. he got into position, legs spread, ass pressed deeper against your pelvis with your cock nestled in him. his eyes trailed to the guy who watched you breed him for the past hour.

"cheeeese." he smiled.

[star-suh]

Do Your (Blow)Job

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

cw: office au, handjob, blowjob, assjob (i just made that up, don't know if that's how it's called 😭), teabagging, rimjob, facial, cum eating, just yn pleasing mingyu, creampie, there's no sex here btw, blackmailing, sort of exhibitionism, semi-public sex, spanking but just one time.

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it's 4:00 am and the alarm is ringing and yn gets up to turn it off, "god, i hate my life," he exclaims, muffling his screams with his pillow. today his boss called him early because he had a very important meeting and yn was the perfect person to make sure everything was fine.

“he's such an asshole, making me go at five am when the meeting is at nine ugh!.. i hate his ass with passion” he was murmuring while walking quickly towards the building.

yn started to hate his boss, mingyu, when he unexpectedly began to overload him with work, yes, he is his secretary but that doesn't mean he has to do everything, now he did not have a moment of rest.

mingyu made him go to the other side of the city just to buy his favorite coffee and not to mention the times he had to clean his office after his "meetings" with daughters and sons of important industry people to “seal deals”.

like always, yn went to get his boss’ coffee, he came just in time, way before the meeting ended, "here's your stupid coffee” he murmurs as if mingyu were in front of him. “shit!! i need to go to the bathroom” he exclaimed going to his boss’ thinking that he wouldn't notice because he was busy.

the meeting was over, unfortunately for yn mingyu arrived at his office and locked the door. yn was too busy checking the elegant bathroom that he didn't hear his boss arrive "this looks much more luxurious than my entire house”.

mingyu unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick, he started stroking it while watching a video on his phone that one of his many hook ups sent. thick pre-cum drops rolling down his thick shaft “fuckk” he moans quietly.

suddenly the bathroom door opens and mingyu yelps in surprise, both stare at each other for seconds but it felt like hours, yn's eyes went down staring at the other’s hard dick, “oh my fucking god it's huge” he almosts yells that last word.

“shit yn what were you doing at my bathroom” mingyu questioned, turning around to hide his dick. then an idea came to yn's mind “damn boss you're such a pervert” he smirks “it would be a shame if someone finds out that such a respectable gentleman is a naughty man”.

“fuck off” he says angrily “what do you want?”; “an increase in my salary and to stop overloading me with unnecessary work" the other responds quickly. "mhmm… smart" mingyu praises "ok, deal".

yn was ready to leave when a pair of strong arms pushed him against the door, mingyu was behind him, his thick dick rubbing against yn's clothed ass "where are you going? as my secretary you should already know how i like to seal deals" his deep voice making yn's knees feel weak "but mingyu... boss.. i don't.."; "what happened with that confidence from before? i thought you were a tough one”

yn's hands were going up and down his boss’ dick while he squirted more lube on top of it “fuck your doing a good job” he said throwing his head back due to all the pleasure he's feeling. yn decides to speed up the pace, wanting to see his boss' dick squirting jets of white sticky cum, he feels the dickwa aas throbbing and getting ready to came but mingyu stopped him, “not yet, i want to use you properly”.

mingyu unzipped the other's pants and pulled them down along with his underwear “holy fuck look at this ass” he spanks it leaving his hand printed on it “if i had known that you have all that under your pants i would’ve made you my bitch a long time ago”. he puts his dick right in between both cheeks and starts to rub it, the friction producing a pleasurable warm sensation “if this is how it feels outside it must be way better inside, don't you think?”, yn was too flustered to speak “y-yes boss.. i’ll make sure to make you feel good” he bit his lip trying to contain his moans. “you better do, but that's for another day”.

“come in” mingyu said when someone knocked on the door, it was one of his employees. they started to talk about business and all that while yn was under the desk sucking his dick. he was being careful to not produce a moan or a wet sound, if someone finds out about what he is doing he would be doomed.

as if it was a tasty lollipop yn kept sucking and licking mingyu's salty pre-cum “mhmm” he let out a not so quiet whimper that mingyu has to disguise as if he was yawning “i'm kinda tired so can we talk about this tomorrow?” mingyu demanded and the employee just nodded and left the office.

the taller pulled yn out from under the desk and sat him on top of it, discarding his pants “it's my turn to make you feel good”, his face was now inches away from the other’s hole, his breath making yn’s hole to clench. “it looks so tasty” mingyu’s said in a low whisper as if he was hypnotized by that sexy ring of tight muscles. the boss keep teasing yn, kissing around and blowing air around that desperate hole “please, just do it already” yn cried, tears starting to form on his eyes, mingyu laughs “okay as you wish, sir”.

mingyu bury his face in between yn’s ass, his tongue reaching deep inside that hole. mingyu was trying so hard to reach yn’s prostate with his tongue that his grip was leaving marks on the other's ass, “fuck” yn bit his finger trying to contain his moans, he slowly pushed his hips back and forth trying to meet his boss’ tongue thrusts. after some minutes mingyu and yn were reaching their climax, mingyu’s dick smeared and dripping a mix of pre-cum and lube, his face smeared in thick saliva with some of it dripping down his chin. meanwhile yn kept stroking his dick “keep going i’m c-close” and as he said he came spurting white ropes of cum over the shiny glass of the desk.

mingyu stopped his rimjob, threads of saliva connecting his face with that ass, god he really loved eating it, “look at this sloppy mess” he says getting up and jerking his dick right above the puckered hole. with some final strokes he aims the tip to the hole so all the cum goes inside of him and to make sure that no drop is wasted he used his fingers to maintain the hole open.

yn with his face down against the desk rolled his eyes back when he felt the warm liquid going deep into his insides.

“come here” mingyu grabbed yn by the shoulders and make him kneel again “look at you, you're a hot mess… and that made me hornier” his dick got hard again and he started to stroke it his balls resting on above yn’s nose and mouth so he can play with them, the intoxicating smell of it making him feel dizzy “give me that load sir” yn begged while kissing the other's shaft, “that's the idea” mingyu says as he came again covering his secretary’s face with his cum then scooped it with his tip and put it all on the other’s mouth who licked clean the other’s dick, not leaving a single trace of sperm on it, “good job” the muscular man whispers and slaps gently yn's cheek who just smiles feeling proud of what he did.

people started to notice how mingyu's meetings with members of other companies lasted less time, many assumed that he had found a partner and that was why he stopped his habit of sleeping with them, but actually mingyu no longer sell deals with them he now prefers to celebrate the deals with his secretary.

[da-rulah]

"oh, and my love, did i mistake you as a sign from god?" from sleep token's the summoning >:33 could i rq cardinal copia?? sfw / nsfw idm just wherever your creativity takes u!! <33

This song gives me all the vibes. And for Cardinal Copia, this is what I got out of it. I'm sorry if it's not your thing but I couldn't think of anything else that fit this lyric better... This got a little kinky😈

NSFW 18+, MDNI! Cardinal Copia x f!reader

TW: dom/sub dynamic (f dom), dominatrix, control, power play, ropes/bondage, cum play, emotions and soft domination.

Copia's neck was starting to hurt, his head bowed down and staring at the stone floors of the chapel beneath his knees. His hands remained behind his back, arms tied from his elbows to his wrists in red shibari ropes.

But he knew he wasn't allowed to look up. Not yet.

He heard your heels on the stone, and naturally his body tensed in welcome anticipation. He'd waited patiently for you to come back to the chapel after stripping him down, tying his arms and instructing him to stay put while you'd gone to slip into something more comfortable. Of course, making him wait was all part of it; to make him uncomfortable, antsy, nervous.

You came to stand in front of him, stepping between his spread knees to make sure he could see the heels you'd put on. He'd be getting more acquainted with them soon...

He was already painfully hard, his mind racing as fast as his heart thinking of all the things you might do to him, that you'd done to him in the past. He could never get enough of you, like a drug he was terminally addicted to. You would be the death of him...

But this was his release. His job was so demanding, so stressful and he had to be the authoritarian he was crafted into as a Cardinal. All of that went out the window during playtime with you... He could let go, let someone else take charge for him and literally beat the tension out of him if that's what he needed. But there was a complication...

He was becoming too obsessed with you. You were the most beautiful woman in the world to him, the perfect mix of cruel dominatrix and soft lover. He kept finding excuses to be around you day to day, just to catch glimpses of you if that was all he could get. Other times, he'd specifically call for your assistance on a task, just to spend time with you. He knew this was purely transactional on both sides and yet, he was falling into a trap...

"You haven't moved, have you?" your voice sounded so assertive, particularly in the stone setting of the chapel - which you'd locked up for tonight so as not to be interrupted. This was a fantasy of his, to be overruled in the one place he was supposed to have the most command. Lucifer would certainly approve.

"No, ma'am," he confirmed, his voice quaking a little.

"Good." You lifted one of your feet, placing it flat onto his thigh and gently applying pressure with your stiletto hell. Copia winced, but his cock twitched between his legs, precum dripping to the stone floor.

And of course, you noticed.

"You're making a mess, Cardinal. Maybe you should clean that up, hm?" It was a rhetorical question, more of an order than a suggestion. And he knew how you worked by now. You stepped backwards and watched with a smirk as he shuffled backwards, dipping his body down without the use of his hands to keep him steady. His face hovered above the stone floor, his tongue darting out to lick at the mess like a cat lapping at a saucer full of milk.

You were very pleased with the Cardinal's progress from your first session together. He'd never been outright defiant, more like inexperienced. Not at sex - far from it - but at letting go, and understanding what you were asking of him without being direct. He'd come leaps and bounds since then.

"Such a good boy," you praised as he finished, still never looking up at you. You hadn't given him permission yet...

You stepped back a few paces, up the first step in front of the pulpit. "Come here."

He walked on his knees towards you, wincing at the pain and stopping short of the step, too awkward to lift his knees but he had a feeling you wanted him beneath you.

Slowly, you raised your heel again, this time lifting his chin with the toe and allowing him to look up at you. His eyes travelled the length of your leg, dreamily observing the stockings you wore for him, held up by suspenders that sat over a stunning black lace bodysuit. He took in every curve, slowly marvelling as saliva pooled in his mouth until finally, he looked up to see your stunning face, beautifully lit in the candlelight and framed by the incredibly intricate stained glass windows behind you.

You were like an oil painting, more beautiful than if Michelangelo himself had painted you. And with the backdrop behind you illustrating his fantasy playing out, it was sending him spiralling.

To him, you were a damn succubus... A demon sent for him and him alone to tempt and defile. He'd allow you anything you wanted from him, follow any command.

"Forgive me for speaking out of turn..." You straightened up at the sound of his voice, glaring down at him. You hadn't given him permission to speak, nor asked him a question that warranted an answer. But you were intrigued...

He'd never spoke out of turn before and frankly, you were curious to see what was so important that he must tell you and suffer the consequences of disobedience.

"You have never look so bewitching... I-I'm all yours, body and soul."

Your eyes widened, taken aback completely. Of all the things you expected, that absolutely was not one of them. You had no smart retort, nothing to say in response at all. Instead, you did something you had never done before, crossing a boundary you set when terms were agreed upon on day one.

You crouched in front of him, meeting his eyes. You could see the fear in them, almost regret as he swallowed his fear and readied himself for the inevitable punishment for speaking without permission. But instead, you moved some of his hair away from his face with gentle touches, then tilted his chin up a little to make it easier to plant your lips to his.

Kissing was a big no-no. You shouldn't have done it, but you felt so drawn to him, compelled to give him a part of you like he just had.

He didn't hesitate to kiss you back, quickly overcoming his shock in favour of savouring something he was sure you would probably never do again. It ignited something within you, a fire raging in your body. You couldn't help escalating it, your kisses turning desperate. Copia wanted nothing more than to hold you close to him, to pull you into him and take you on the chapel floor with an equal balance of power; even if it were just for one night...

But his hands were still tied, and you had a scene to play out. He was sure you'd snap out of it soon and punish him harder than you ever had. Perhaps you'd call this whole thing off, and he'd never get to be with you again. The thought terrified him.

You pulled back from the kiss, your hands wrapped around the back of his neck and forehead pressed to his. You sighed, twirling your fingertips in the locks of hair at the nape of his neck. It was growing out - you liked that.

"Copia..." you breathed, chuckling softly at the absurdity of the situation you found yourself in. Feelings were never supposed to factor into this, but you'd be lying if you tried to tell yourself there wasn't something there. "We should talk," you whispered, finally meeting his eyes.

"Maybe another time, when I'm not kneeling at your feet with my arms tied behind me?" he laughed quietly, shy and unsure of himself.

"Oh, of course..." you moved to untie the ropes behind him, but eh stopped you. "N-no... Please," he begged, "I need this. I-I... don't want you to stop."

You stopped fiddling with the knot, resting your palms on his shoulders and searching his face for any sign that he wasn't sure about this. But there was nothing but pleading; he still wanted this, and so did you. This was as much of a release for you as it was for him. There was plenty of time to talk later.

"Whatever you need," you curled your finger under his chin, lightly tilting it up as a gentle re-introduction into the scene. "Now... do not speak again until you are asked to. Understand?"

He nodded, knowing better than to verbally respond.

The scene in the Chapel continued, but neither of you could deny the little extra softness in your dominance that night. You were more careful with him, less brutal. Still lording over him as he wished, still assertive and clearly in power.

But your harsh persona had turned into something softer, slower in every move you made. Copia couldn't help but be even more in awe of you, watching you take control of him in such a delicate way that felt more fuelled by passion than anything you'd ever done together before.

He was more sure now than ever that you had been moulded in the image of the darkest, most beautiful goddess.

[tomurawr44]

Hiii i just discover your account it's so cool ! What about shigaraki with a darling that litteraly worship him ? 🧐

Have a nice day/night✨🛐

TOMURA/READER WHO WORSHIPS HIM HC!

A/N: gulps nervously in my tomura collection worth $1k+.. what..worship this guy? hah, never heard of it

(cough sidenote: utahime/urame whatever her name is and sukuna or xielian and huacheng...)

WARNINGS: nsfw under the cut! ooc tomura?, subby-ish tomura

oh my god this boy is sweating, confused, scared, angry.

he's sweating because he's shocked and nervous! how would he even react to someone holding him in their arms and whispering praises into his ear?

he's confused, where did this come from? why does he deserve this? are you serious or are you being sarcastic?

he's scared because there's an odd feeling in his chest that hurts yet feels so good, it outweighs the feeling of hatred that burns so deep within him.

he's angry because he thinks your a spy or is playing a cruel joke on him, that one day this will all just stop or your just using him to your own gain.

you have to try and try for weeks on end to show that your not going anywhere and that you genuinely worship him for who he is.

once he settles in and realizes your treating him like some sort of god, or how people idolize and admire stain/all might with genuine love in your heart he short circuits for awhile.

he lays in your arms quietly as he feels you kiss around his body and tell him that he did such a good job, how handsome he is, how much you love him, how much you care and how much all you wanna do to him is..take care of him.

he'll try and push you off and say something along the lines of 'you're being annoying/stupid, cut it out' or he'll say something cocky, 'you really see me as a god or something, huh? that sounds about right for a king like me.'

once it genuinely sinks into all of him that your being real and not playing with him, it all goes to his head and his dick he becomes more cocky but whenever a plan fails he falls so much harder than he would've if you weren't around.

he loves your kisses and will sulk if you don't give him atleast 5 per 10 minutes like you usually do.

cup his face and shower him with kisses, praise, tell him how handsome he is as your cuteness aggression kicks in and you squeeze his cheeks like they're your life line.

head? blank. mind? off.

even though he becomes more cocky/egotistical, he still short circuits and shuts down for a moment because..what?

he doesn't know what he did to deserve you (besides being a gross ugly gamer boy who should go eat a cup noodle) but he definitely thinks it's because all his hardwork and dedication to master got you by his side.

please be patient with him, if he ever sees you upset with him he might actually go insane.

NSFW under the cut!

he loves getting a handjob from you while he suckles on your chest and you whisper sweet things,

he cums so fast when you hug him from behind, one hand stroking his cock and the other playing with his nipples and stroking his chest while you whisper praise into his ear and leave hickeys on his scarred neck or shoulders.

when you praise him, sometimes it just immediately gets him erect, even if you didn't say anything inherently sexual.

he will watch with eyes blown wide or barely open (depends on how long you've been going) as you suck his cock and treat him with utmost care.

yes he is a pillow prince.

he loves it when you treat him like a valuable jewel that could shatter at the slightest touch, your gentle squeezes, your slow and tender kisses, your praise, it all swirls in his head and makes him cum, even if it's just foreplay.

he loves the aftercare, when he's laying down on his stomach and a pillow on his chest as you carefully use wipes to clean his cock, makes him hard all over again.

the aftercare where you shower with him? now he's not sure, he'll say he can bathe himself yet the soft moans he lets out whenever you lather soap on his body or dig your fingers into his hair says he would rather have you bathe him.

cuddles, cuddles please. he needs that.

atleast an hour or 30 minutes of you cuddling him, petting him and telling him how good he did for you, he will sulk if he doesn't get this.

when he's the one mostly in control he's so rough and mean, well..as rough as a lanky twink can get.

he loves watching you cry for him or having you tell him how good you feel, goes straight to his cock.

tell him to go harder, faster, deeper or tell him you're about to cum quick, he loves it, he loves it all.

when your giving him oral, he will just straight up hump/facefuck you, he loves the adoring look in your eyes, it makes him so hard.

—Ake 2024

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#380

“Boy, that took you long enough.  Did it come out clear three times in a row?...  Good.  I don’t want no fag mud on my hog.  I will beat the shit out of you if I go to fuck you and you ain’t clean.  And it won’t be the fun kind of beating the shit out of you.  It will be your responsibility to keep your hole clean.  You understand?

“…You seem to be taken aback by what I’m saying, or when I told you to go clean out not one hour after we first met.  Look, I’m 63 years old, I don’t have the patience for beating around the bush.  I’m blunt.

“When Leonard assigned you to train with me, he knew that I only train faggots.  I know him, and he would not have brought up my name as a seasoned trainer unless he told you that I’m a fag fucker.  For the next 11 weeks, you will be the fag I mostly fuck.

“What did he tell you about me?...  That I have been ‘A truck driver for forty years and that I’m a total top.’  Ok.  Did he also tell you I have a fat sausage?  He probably did; I use his cunt from time to time, and he loved to brag to the other fags that he can take me.

“Oh finally, that car is pulling out of here…. 

“Strip….  I said ‘Strip.’  Now listen here you little faggot.  I don’t know what you thought was going to happen between us, but that’s my rig.  My rig!  It’s not the company’s.  I create the rules.  They are not negotiable.  At the end of the eleven weeks, you will be a damned good truck driver and well trained cum dump.

“Look you can see a mile up the road.  Not much on the road right now, we have plenty of advanced notice if someone should approach let alone pull off.  Now strip.

“Faggot, you are going to learn very fast that I think about sex just about all the time….  Wait, let me guess, you don’t like being called a ‘faggot?’  For fuck’s sake.  OK, I won’t call you Faggot.  Does that make you feel better… Cunt?

“Cunt you will leave this pecker alone.  Now turn around and show me that cleaned out cunt.  Whew!  That hole sure is pretty.  That prettiness won’t last a minute.  Spread your legs and put your fingertips on the asphalt.  Your master is coming in.

“One thing you will learn is, I love to fuck.  When I’m waiting for a load to be unloaded, I fuck.  When I have to refuel, I fuck.  When I am driving, I’m thinking about fucking.  I always have a small bottle of lube in my pocket for times like this.  Now hold still.  I’m going right to the root, and I expect you to scream your fucking head off.

“I love fucking a naked cunt outside in the middle of the day, especially far from anyone to hear the screams.  Now scream!  Oh hell yes.  Scream motherfucker.  You don’t want to hurt, then accommodate me!  Your focus in on my cock, always.  Always.  When we are driving across the country and you are tied up to the bunk with your cunt facing the front, your focus is on my cock.  When I am asleep and you are driving naked with a large butt plug in your cunt, your focus is on my cock.  When I bring you to a cruise spot and have anonymous men use your cunt, your focus is on my cock.  When I am taking a belt to your ass, your focus is on my cock.  When I bring you back to my home in Minnesota and install you under my rimseat, your focus in on my shithole first and then on my cock.

“You got all that?...  Cunt!  I don’t give a shit how much pain my dick is inflicting.  If I did care, the answer would probably be ‘Not enough.’  Don’t worry, after a day or two, you will be stretched out enough so that this is not that much of a struggle.  Hell, I already feel your cunt relax to accept me now. 

“This is your life for the next eleven weeks.  This is why you will be douching out daily.  I’m also going to control what you eat, that’ll make the clean out process easier.  It’s going to be pretty much non-stop butt fucking for you, with some blow jobs and ass eating to break up the monotony. 

“…What was that?...  You don’t eat ass?  You don’t want to stick your tongue where another man shits?  Believe me, I understand.  That’s why I don’t do it.  And when you get your own rig, you won’t have to. 

“Don’t you dare try to stand up when I am fucking you in this position.  Yes it’s an uncomfortable position.  I want it that way.  I said, don’t stand up.  In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t give a shit what you want or don’t want. 

“You keep up this idea that your opinion matters, I will give a shit….  Literally!  I am not into that scene, but I will totally shit in your mouth to get you to understand that your opinion is as useless to me as your pecker. 

“You know what?  Stand up.  Look at me….  Look at me Cunt.  Yeah, face slaps are my thing too. 

“I’m ready to end this now if you want.  I will walk back to my rig, and I will leave you standing naked in this lot.  You want to stay with me, you agree to do what I say when I say it.  No asking not to do anything.  And what I will give you is free driver training, free lodging, I’ll pay for your food, all the expenses along the way, and finally and most importantly all the sex you ever wanted from men like me. 

“I know where the active cruise spots are.  I have driver contacts across the country that like to fuck faggots like you.  I know where the last remaining truck stops that still have communal showers.  You’ll definitely get gang banged there.  There are some other places, like this biker roadhouse where faggots get used.  That’s only the beginning.  Summer is approaching, and the fag fuckers come out to play in a big way.

“This is the only time I will make you this choice.  You want me to leave you here or do you want to be transformed into a cum-guzzling and ass eating cunt, one that can drive a truck?

“…What was that?...  That’s as I thought.  But don’t call me ‘Sir’ as you haven’t earned the right to.  You are to refer me as ‘Master.’  Once you establish yourself with me, without future problems, I’ll let you call me ‘Sir.’  And if you do a real good job, after the end of the eleven weeks, I might let you address me as ‘Dad.’

“Ok get on your knees and suck your ass juices off my cock.  Don’t think.  Just do.  Stick it in your mouth.

“Atta boy.  You are taking your first step on the right path.

“I plan on taking you there tonight, to that biker roadhouse.  They require all faggots to be locked up in a chastity cage.  They have a guy there that will fit you with one exactly to my specifications.  You’ll wear it for your duration with me. 

“I will pay for your entrance.  They charge faggots to be used by them.  Faggots from all over the area arrive, pay, and get stripped.  They are secured in one of several stations for the night.  There’s one that is bent over to lick boots all night.  Another is on urinal duty.  There’s a glory hole station and a rimming station.  There’s a full toilet station.  Piss me off again, and you might be secured in there.  And they have ways of making the faggots comply. 

“Get up and get back into position with your fingertips on the asphalt….  There you go.  Fuuuuuck…  Cunt, your cunt feels so good.  You’re not screaming this time.  Good.

“For you, I was going to have you installed at the glory hole station.  I’m going to switch it up to the ass eating one, get you under one of their rimseats.  There’s this one that your lay down on a small platform in one room, and you scoot your head through a hole in the wall.  Your head comes out into the bar area under what they call ‘The Throne.’  Your legs are lifted up, spread, and secured to the wall, leaving your cunt open for any type of pussy play.  That’s sometimes reserved by faggots weeks if not months ahead. 

“I’ll contact the owner and the man that likes to sit on the Throne for hours on end.  He’ll let me know if it’s available.  Regardless, you will be installed at one station through the night.  I’ll use you early on, but I’ll go back to the rig to spend my down time. 

“The thought of that is really getting me going.  Can you feel my cock getting thicker?  It loves it with thoughts of faggots used in a way that god intended.

“We have about some time before we need to get rolling.  Now that you know what the next three months will look like, I’m going to enjoy my new accommodating cunt for a bit.  Try to hold your position.”

[tomsbly]

Ken number FIVE — Rex!

CW: Incest (I absolutely do NOT condone it irl, but this is a work of fiction. Putting this warning in so people who aren’t into that will enjoy the morph only and move on!)

Rex was always the typical younger brother: energetic, obnoxious, bratty, yet always everyone’s favorite. His behavior was always overlooked since he played sports, was doing alright at school and was one of The Boys. After blowing up on TikTok, he solidified his title as the popular, hot, fuckboyish guy. And his older brother, Cody, hated that.

He really, really wanted to be genuinely happy for his younger bro but his insecurities got the best of him. The timing was awful too. Rex, freshly 18, would be graduating high school this year and he was at his peak. Cody… Cody was not.

Being three years older than his brother, he was already in college, yet still living with his family. It was cheaper that way. He wasn’t really passionate about learning, but he didn’t have any other possibilities, or so he thought. He worked part-time, but the job sucked, he couldn’t work full-time because of college and he couldn’t even start a family since he and his long-term girlfriend broke up. While his brother was being his best, Cody was horny, alone and depressed.

With his newfound popularity, Rex found a lot of friends, mostly boys, muscular and fuckboyish, just like him. Since his parents weren’t at home most of the time, just him and Cody, he started inviting them over to hang out. You know, like the boys they were. They would play video games, listen to music, just chill and have a good time. But after several weeks it got kind of boring… Their solution? Alcohol. Cody was 21, so Rex begged to get them beer or some shit, so they can spice things up a little bit. Cody was hesitant at first, but then he thought:

“Why not? But only if you will all behave and won’t wreck the fucking house. You will be the ones cleaning up after.”

The boys agreed, so Cody got them some beer and vodka, too much vodka maybe. After leaving the teens with the booze, he went upstairs to his room to get some sleep. Two hours later, he was woken up.

Moans…

Loud banging…

Groans…

A loud “I’m coming… fuck…”

His heart sank to his stomach. Oh no. What has he done?

Cody ran downstairs to see the boys all naked, having some kind of an amateur, fucked up orgy. There were clothes everywhere, cum on the walls and empty bottles of lube on the floor. Rex saw his brother first, pulled out his dick out of his friend’s hole and slurred:

“Oh hi, Cody… We… um… we went a little wild, hehe… Do you wanna-”

“Rex, what the hell? You promised me everything’s gonna be alright!”

“Everything’s alright, bro..!” Rex was growing really tired at this point. “It is kinda your fault that we all fucked… you got us booze…”

“I- Rex, please…”

“Please what..?” Rex sighed. “Cody… if you get to fuck one of us, will we make it up to you?”

Rex smirked at Cody. He knew he hadn’t had sex with anyone in a while.

Cody blushed. He was exposed. And so was his bulge. Rex saw that.

“Oh… someone’s excited..!” Rex got on his knees and now was facing his older brother’s throbbing dick, still inside the boxers that he started to pull off.

“You know I can take care of you, Cody… Just don’t be mad…”

“Rex!” Cody recoiled. “I can’t fucking do this! You’re… you’re my brother! It’s wrong… I- I just…”

“It was also wrong to buy us alcohol…”

“How much did you drink?”

“Oh, enough to not… not think about… the future… or today… just let me suck you off and we’ll forget about it…”

“Rex, I-”

But even super drunk, Rex was quicker. He took off Cody’s underwear, now admiring the dick he only got glimpses of before. He started to suck his older brother off. Cody was shocked, but his bro’s mouth felt too good to stop. He gave in. After a minute, Rex looked up at Cody.

“Dude… I’m kinda… done… I can’t…”

“Oh, so you won’t even let me finish?”

“I…”

“Turn your fucking ass around.”

Rex was too out of it to not oblige. Cody spread his bro’s ass cheeks and a single drop of cum leaked out of his brother’s hole. Even though it was used today already, it didn’t stop Cody. Nothing could.

“I just need to cum somewhere, dude. And show your friends how it’s done.”

Cody grabbed onto his brother’s hips and started pounding his hole. With each fast, aggressive, almost careless thrust Rex was more and more lost. He didn’t know what to feel. Was it pleasurable? Forbidden? Embarrassing? He didn’t know and could only whimper as his older brother was close to finishing. None of Rex’s friends were in the right state of mind to stop this. Or remember it.

Even though the boys were all hungover the next morning, they did their best to clean up and were trying to piece together the events of the night. Rex’s best friend, Dawson, could actually remember the fact that they had sex and wanted to talk about it privately. So they came up to Rex’s room and he told his friend everything. Rex was shocked, but at least he lost his virginity to his best bro. But Dawson wasn’t the only one who remembered that night. Cody did too. And he heard everything. It was great to know that his brother was oblivious to who’s cum stained his underwear, so he kept quiet. For a few months, at least.

After several weeks, Rex developed some pregnancy symptoms. He obviously brushed them off as a stomach bug or stress or sleep deprivation or… He soon ran out of excuses. His “oh, it will go away in a few days” bloat didn’t go anywhere, so he was beginning to worry. He could still hide his "bloated" belly under a hoodie at school, but it was April already. This won’t work for long, especially at the gym.

He always went there with his friends, his bros. They all wore either tight or super loose clothes to show off their bodies and loved to go shirtless. But Rex couldn’t do that anymore. His friends were questioning the fact he wore a 3XL t-shirt all the time and didn’t take it off at all. He was so confident before, what happened. Dawson noticed it first. One day they went to the gym alone. After their normal workout, it the locker room, Dawson asked Rex that question.

“Dude, what’s going on with you? You can tell ME, you know…”

“Daws, I- I don’t really wanna talk about it…”

“About what?”

“Ugh…”

Rex turned to his friend and lifted up his shirt to reveal his three-month bump that he tried so hard to conceal. Dawson was puzzled.

“You’re afraid of a… bloat?”

“It’s not a fucking bloat, dude. It’s not going away. I don’t even gain weight anywhere else, so it’s not fat. And I am sick a lot… I just… I don’t know…”

He took off his shirt completely, putting his belly on display. Dawson got closer and touched it. It clicked.

“Dude… Do you think I knocked you up that night..?”

Rex’s heart sank to his growing stomach.

“I… Wh… I can’t! You can’t! I can’t have a fucking baby! I- It’s not…”

“Rexy, please, calm dow-”

“HOW THE FUCK CAN I BE CALM WHEN I FIND OUT THAT I AM FUCKING PREGNANT WITH YOUR CHILD. I AM FUCKING EIGHTEEN. I AM A FUCKING ALPHA, DUDE.”

“REX, STOP IT FOR FUCK’S SAKE. IT MIGHT NOT EVEN BE A PREGNANCY, WHAT THE HELL DUDE??”

Rex shut up. They changed without talking to each other. They caught a few weird looks from men on their way out, but it wasn’t as bad as Rex trying to buy a pregnancy test. He told the cashier it was for his girlfriend, but did it so awkwardly that they only chuckled in response.

As soon as he got home, he locked himself in the bathroom and did the test. The five minutes of development felt like an eternity. Then, he looked at it.

Positive. Of course it was positive.

He couldn’t believe it for a few seconds, but then it hit him. He could be a father. He could give birth. It was terrifying. He clutched his belly and started crying. It was too much. Even after sex ed. I happened to him, and now what?

He was crying loud enough for Cody to hear him. He knocked on the bathroom door.

“You alright there, dude?”

“…”

The crying has stopped, but something was definitely up.

“Hey, what happened, man? Can I come in?”

Rex opened the door without saying anything. Cody came in.

“Why are you crying, dude. You haven’t cried like this in a while…”

Rex didn’t know what to say. He was holding on to the positive test in the pocket of his trousers.

“Please… Please don’t tell mom and dad…”

“What… Did you fucking kill someone?”

“It might be worse…”

Rex took the test out of his pocket and gave it to his brother.

“It’s mine, Cody…”

“What the- DUDE. That’s- That’s… cool..?”

The thought of his brother being pregnant with his child struck Cody mid-sentence.

“I don’t fucking know what to do. It’s Dawson’s… He told me that he fucked me that night you bought us booze. I found cum on my und- Fuck, dude, it’s so embarrassing.”

Cody was trying to come to his senses. He couldn’t figure out if his brother possibly being pregnant with their child was creeping him out or turning him on.

“Did you think about abortion? I mean, it’s so early to have a kid.”

“I want to talk to Dawson first. Maybe he wants it, even if it’s not from a girl… I just… I can’t…”

Rex hugged his older brother and started crying again. Cody didn’t bring himself to tell the truth, so he hugged Rex with his left hand and put his right on his bro’s belly.

“It will be okay. I promise. If you decide to keep it, I’ll help you out.”

Rex didn’t stop crying.

He told Dawson about the baby the next day. As Rex thought, he was actually down to become a dad. Probably because he wasn’t the one carrying.

Rex kept the baby.

He and Dawson graduated during the first week of May. Even though it was getting hot in California, the robe covered Rex’s belly up. They didn’t know if they were in a relationship at that point. They separated from the friend group and only hung out with each other. Dawson started to feel something towards Rex, but he still wasn’t sure. Rex was only able to be free with Dawson. And his brother. He was only comfortable being shirtless with him and Cody. Only they could touch the bump. Dawson was very gentle. He began to kiss and rub his bf’s belly and Rex didn’t resist. It felt nice. It felt warm.

The fact that he kind of disappeared from social media didn’t help his image. The last things he posted were some selfies from when he was only about 10 weeks along. His fans started to question his absence and it was getting to Rex’s head. He should do something, post something, come clean to everyone.

That’s why he decided to take some pictures on their upcoming vacation. Rex, Cody and Dawson planned to go to Miami for a week to relax. Rex was hesitant before, but now he was the most eager of the three to go. Dawson couldn’t make it because of his new job he took up and Rex and Cody went alone.

The next few days were spent on the beach, tanning, swimming of just napping in the shade, Rex’s preferred pastime. The pregnancy was getting to him. Reaching the fifth month of pregnancy, Rex’s energy was fluctuating. He would be filled with energy one day and just barely making it out of bed the next day. Most of the time, he just wanted to sleep. After six days of this, Cody wanted to do something different. He wanted to go out. Maybe he could find a girl to bring back with him.

Rex was absolutely against it, his sleepiness and gravid belly were the reasons he stayed at the hotel napping and looking through the photos taken by his brother a day before. The beach, their lunch, and a ton of photos of the bros: Rex putting on sunscreen on his belly, him sunbathing, eating lunch, him and Cody flexing on the beach, Cody’s sunburnt back, his nudes… Rex shivered and brushed it off. He chose one picture to post, taken at the balcony of their hotel room. No caption, no hashtags, the photo will say it all.

2 AM. Rex finally decided to post this picture, so everybody could find out what happened first thing in the morning. He texted Dawson that he’s going to finally do it and tapped “Post”. As soon as the picture was online, he turned off his phone. He just wanted to sleep calmly for a final time. Five minutes later, a drunk Cody opened the room’s door.

He was shirtless and barefoot, his shorts barely staying on his hips, covered in stains.

“Heeyyyyy maaaaan, how’s it goinnn?” If it was obvious to Rex before, Cody was really drunk.

“Dude, what the- How much did you drink?”

“A few beers, some shots, I don’t really remember. Does it even matter?” Alcohol made Cody go angry in seconds.

“Yes, it does. We’re not even home. What were you thinking?” Rex gulped.

“Don’t you fucking remember the night I got you knocked up? You were so drunk you can’t even remember how you begged for my cock and let me breed you?”

Rex’s heart skipped a beat. Cody sobered up in an instant. Rex felt a flutter in his belly. His baby kicked for the first time.

Their baby.

[rodolfoparras]

Imagine fucking the spot from every last hole of his and having your cum leak out of all his orifices 😫😫😫

Content warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI, Spot X Top Male reader, sub spot, dom male reader, group sex (M/M/M/M), sensory deprivation, mild degradation, Power dynamic, non human anatomy (let’s say spot can’t feel a thing but likes to be used for sex)spot basically being a cum bucket, author does not care for grammar and spelling errors for once. Anon I know u didn’t say anything about group sex but I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this and churned this thing out in an hour and it’s a lot so brace yourself Also pls don’t consider this a proper Drabble this is just me rambling djdjd

Spot is down on all four, blindfolded and surrounded with people he doesn’t know.

He knows that because he can feel rough hands digging into every inch of his skin. He can hear a choir of heavy grunts and gasps mingle with the sound of skin slapping together. He can almost taste the cocks thrusting into him. He can even smell the scent of sex lingering in the air.

Some would feel scared to be rendered in such vulnerable position but Spot isn’t, matter of fact he had wanted to do this.

See once you and spot started getting intimate you couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to fuck all of his holes and fill them up to the brim with cum but you couldn’t do that alone of course and would need help from some people.

So one day you had suggested the idea to him and he had easily agreed to do it.

You had given him a week to prepare, a week to back out if he needed it even but he never did instead he came with you to the decided location, only dressed in a simple black blindfold.

He hadn’t gotten much instructions other than to get down on all fours and use his safe word if he needed to.

So here he is, down on all four blindfolded and surrounded with people he doesn’t know.

He knows that you’re there as well, can hear your voice. He just doesn’t know if it’s your hand on his shoulder. All he knows it’s a rather demeaning grip, uncaring if they’re being gentle with him, only meant to sturdy the person in question as they’re trusting their cock into one of his holes.

He can feel another hand on him, blunt nails sinking into the supple skin of his ass as they thrust their cock into the spot just under his buttocks.

He can also feel fingers shoved into the hole on his face while someone’s thrusting a cock into the spot on his neck.

He should feel embarrassed. These unknown people are treating him as if he were nothing but a form full of holes where you could just shove your cock into it, cum and leave it gaping for more.

But for some reason he doesn’t feel embarrassed, instead he feels rather proud with how good of a job he’s doing right now.

See the group of people will each find a hole, and fuck into it until someone cums. Once someone does, they rotate to find another hole and when they find it, they do the process all over again til they manage to reach their goal.

So far they’ve rotated rather quickly, spot’s surprised that he isn’t filled to the brim right know because he can almost taste the bucket loads of cum at the back of his throat, can feel the many cocks at the very pit of his stomach but it takes a while until squelching sounds can be heard along with the sound of something dripping to the floor.

“Oh god looks like you made a mess,” he hears you say, false concern dripping from your tone.

And that’s when he realizes. You’ve actually managed to fill him up to the brim to the point where cum is leaking out of his holes and dripping to the floor.

And Spot is slightly embarrassed, doesn’t know what to say, just stays kneeling on all four, blindfolded and surrounded in puddles of cum.

“How about you clean it up for us, yeah?” He hears you speak again. There’s an echo of agreements, even some laughter can be heard.

He quickly snaps out of his embarrassment and scurries to do as he’s told. However before he can go any further someone’s pressing a boot clad foot against his shoulder, halting him from going any further.

“Only with your face Jonathan” he hears you say again, can almost see the smile on your face in his head.

“Of course sir” is all he says in response before he lowers his head to the ground.

[destroy-me-baby]

Leon Kennedy headcanons? (Please, Bitte, include Ashley somehow thank you)

Leon Kennedy NSFW hcs + Ashley

Requests are open, see pinned post.

Content Warnings: mentions of sub/dom dynamics, begging, orgasm delay/denial, edging, punishments, “mommy/daddy” and “sir/ma’am” used as a title, overstimulation.

This is nsfw, if you are underage or uncomfortable with the previously mentioned content, please continue scrolling.

Sub!Leon hcs:

- Oh you have no fucking idea.

- This man is desperate for affection and praise, I can practically smell it on him.

- Mostly an obedient sub, especially RE2 era Leon, but anything after that he will get a bit brattier.

- Mommy/daddy kink for sure. He loves it when his mommy or daddy is kind and gentle with him, and will pull him into their chest for aftercare as they rub his back.

- He’s a softie at his core, he wants to be taken care of and to care for others. Definitely giving me some service sub vibes, he will practically beg to eat you out or suck your dick.

- “Please, can I make you feel good? Please untie me, or sit on my face, or whatever you want as long as I can make you cum? Please??”

- Speaking of begging, when you overstim him he tends to go nonverbal, mainly just whines, whimpers, and the occasional “please-“ mixed in here and there.

- But when you edge him? Or G-d forbid straight up deny him? It’s a whole different story.

- “Please- please can I cum? I’ll do whatever you want, I promise! Please??“

- To the point that any soft dom would probably cave and give him what he wants.

- Hard doms though? I think Leon would prefer soft, but if he got around a dominant who’s a stickler for the rules, all that training will come in handy right away.

- “Yes sir/ma’am, right away sir/ma’am.”

- Like I said, RE4 and up Leon is more of a brat. His main recurring offense is back talking. Nothing crazy like outright insulting his dominant (unless it’s someone like Luis, let’s be honest with ourselves), but he’ll definitely argue.

- “Why do I have to be tied up so tight? I thought you just said I’ve been good?” “What do you mean I’m not allowed to cum? Why the hell not?”

- Takes his punishments like a champ. RE2 Leon not so much. Expect some crying and lots of aftercare, and he will be apologizing throughout.

- “M’sorry, I won’t do it again- I’ll be good from now on! Please stop!”

- “”hates”” being spanked. Heavy emphasis on those quotation marks.

Dom!Leon hcs:

- This man is a fucking TEASE.

- He’s not a hard dom by any extent of the word (once again, unless it’s someone like Luis who gets him all riled up), but he loves verbal teasing.

- “What’s the matter, princess? You want something?” “You wanna cum? Too bad, so sad. You’ll just have to wait.”

- You know all those dumbass one-liners? Yeah. He’s not above doing that to someone during sex. He will make puns, and he’ll do it shamelessly just to watch someone’s face contort in a mixture of laughter, disappointment, and pleasure.

- Will have his partner do little challenges every once in awhile. For example, keeping them stuck to a vibrator for a certain amount of time, and asking them to hold back their orgasm until he says so.

- Which brings me to toys. Leon is more than happy to do everything himself, but he will never be opposed to using vibrators, flogs, gags, whatever you want in addition to himself. He may be desperate for praise, but he’s not so insecure as to get jealous over a piece of plastic or silicone.

- As previously mentioned, he wants to take care of people so bad. Either sub or dom, he wants to feel like he’s doing a good job, and like he’s worth something to someone.

- No matter what type of scene it was, expect very soft aftercare. He’ll leave kisses on each sore wrist and ankle, and walk his partner through every step of the way as he gets them a water, cleans them up, etc.

- “You did so well, I’m so proud of you.” “Here, honey, let me hold you until you catch your breath.” “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”

Bonus hcs - Ashley

- To be entirely honest, I’m not a fan of Ashley in a sexual context, nor is it something I think of.

- But she’s definitely not an innocent little woman like Capcom may have portrayed her as in the original.

- She may have a reputation to uphold as the president’s daughter, but let’s be real, this is a grown ass adult, and despite her situation in the fourth installment she had her eyes on Leon from minute one.

- Of course, when they first met she was more concerned with getting out of that church alive (as was her savior), but once they got a minute and she saw those muscles?

- Holy hell. That’s about all you can say.

- I don’t ship Leon and Ashley whatsoever personally, but if they were to be intimate I feel like it would be to blow off steam. Maybe calm their nerves for a bit while they’ve got a moment alone and momentarily safe.

- No BDSM dynamic, but Leon would definitely take the lead.

- “Let me take care of you, Ashley.” Whispered in her ear and she’s GONE.

- He would definitely eat her out, and they’d better hope there are absolutely no enemies nearby otherwise the whole village will be on their backs. She is loud.

- Leon likes his partner to be loud. It makes him feel accomplished. Win-win.

[ryiju-muunie]

toji nsfw/sfw alphabet challenge? 🤭

ALPHABET CHALLENGE

18+ viewer discretion is advised

GN!reader/Toji Fushiguro Warnings: this isn't serious, HUMOORRRRR, alphabet challenge Word count: 3205 DESC: alphabet challenge!!

Hi! So I had literally no idea what this was until I did some digging on AO3! So if this is a little off, don't pay it any mind. I have no idea how I'd tag it, if I even would, so read at your own risk! Nothing bad or triggering though, so you're safe anon!

ALL EYES ON RAFAH

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

I’m gonna level with you, my guy didn’t know what aftercare was until you brought it up. He wasn’t opposed to the idea, in fact, I think he liked it. Toji liked the thought of being able to baby you and make sure you felt alright after pounding you to Mars. 

Typically, he’ll pull out and give himself a minute to regulate. You know, let his pulse get back to normal and piss (UTIS ARE REAL GUYS). Sometimes, if he’s too tired you can expect a simple kiss on the forehead and coos about how you did so well. He’s not very affectionate, but he can be. Zenin will wrap a lazy arm around your waist and pull you closer, cuddling up to you.

Most times though, he’ll help you out of bed and into the bathroom. There, Toji would help you clean off. Now, this isn’t just a one-person effort. He expects some aftercare too. Even if you’re dazed, he at least wants to know he did good too. He would never admit it, but your approval does something to him. Emotionally … and sexually sometimes.

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

As we can see from my many Toji fics, my guy likes ass. He doesn’t care for how large breasts are, although he does enjoy them, or how big a man’s balls are. He likes ass. Any kind. 

I think if he’s bisexual his gay awakening was John Stamos and his ass. (Don’t ask me how I know this. I’ve seen things…)

Not to say he wouldn’t like it if he got to squeeze someone's tits or fondle some balls, but the real thing that takes his heart is a juicy ass. Toji likes to fondle it till the cows come home, making you sore from the pinching and prodding. Even if you didn’t have a lot of cake back there, he’d still make it sore. Safe to say anal is on his job list. 

Now, his favorite body part of himself? I bet you’re thinking “Oh it’s his cock, for sure.” Nerp! I’m gonna say, it’s his back. I think while he’s too broke to afford a good gym membership, all his fighting and killing teenagers makes him buff. And with all that arm moving, his backs bound to get pretty neat, huh? I don’t know, I can just picture Toji flexing his back to you and grinning about how he found at-home workouts to make it look better than ever.

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

Cum! Or should I say … cum shots! I recently learned there’s such a thing as oozers and gushers. Oozers have cum that slowly drips out, like lava, from their tip. Whereas gushers shoot it. I think contrary to popular belief, Toji would ooze. At first, he didn’t like that. He knew girls liked the stuff in porn and when he couldn’t emulate it, he was pissy.

But now he’s learned to be okay with how he cums! Anyways- the main meat of what I’m trying to say is, now that he was comfortable, he wanted to cum everywhere on your body. It was a hassle for you since you’d have to clean it off. Although, he did offer to help. 

He just loved to see your tongue hang open as he stroked himself to completion, letting his cum trickle down all over your pretty face. While Mr. Zenin doesn’t do it often, since he prefers penetrative sex, he’ll never miss an opportunity to cum on your body.

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

He’s a dilf (A) and (B) he’s old. Yeah yeah don’t boo me I’m right- whatever! I think Toji is more experienced than he lets on. Maybe even a bit embarrassed about how many women he’s slept with. He doesn’t want you to think he’s a man whore, or was, and he doesn’t want you to think he feels trapped. Quite the opposite, he likes monogamy a lot! 

But yeah, I believe he was a man whore in his prime. Yet, he wasn’t happy. Sure, he was popular with the ladies (and men), and yeah sex is fun. It didn’t compare to being loved. Nothing does. He was just using it as a shitty coping mechanism because he couldn’t handle his own feelings. Now that he’s older, he’s glad he settled down and met you. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This is going to be oddly specific so try your hardest to keep up since I’m not sure if this is a real position or not: But reverse cowgirl, sitting, on a chair. Which, I just learned is called backwards cowgirl. Fun. Toji’s very particular I feel. He had certain positions that he knew would hit just right for you, or really anyone he hooked up with in the past. He plays to his strengths and one of them was his literal strength. 

He’s strong, maybe it’s the lack of cursed energy, but he’s strong. So he enjoys manhandling a lot during sex, to show off I suppose. And he’s an ass man. This position was perfect. He could hit all your good spots and show off his muscles, by planting his hands on your hips and bouncing you on his cock. Not to mention, he’d get to see your perfect ass bounce. 

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

Toji is as serious as they come (cum pfft) during sex. He doesn’t break or smile often, going into a sort of dom head space. Although, he isn’t opposed to laughing if a funny noise is made or he accidentally slips out between thrusts. He doesn’t find sex to be serious in general, but he doesn’t go around laughing every five seconds. 

He enjoys being dominant and intimate, but he can laugh at himself.

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

I don’t think Toji really shaves as much as he thinks he should. He shaved his shaft with a cheap razor he got at the dollar store. And being from the dollar store, he’s terrified to bring it to his balls. One too many Reddit threads on how he could cut himself, get an infection, and die had been burned into his brain.

Instead, he opts to trim. So he’s well groomed but on the hairier side. Think, a nice lumber jack.

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

As mentioned earlier, Mr. Zenin is serious until there’s a laughable moment. He takes your pleasure very seriously even if he doesn’t show it. Just as he takes your praise. He doesn’t really know how to ask for it, so he relishes every single time you babble about how good his cock feels. 

Toji isn’t a very romantic guy, I don’t feel. Sure, he’ll buy you flowers if he asks, but he finds that spending time together and doing nothing makes him feel closer to you. He enjoys it when you’re both sitting on the couch scrolling on social media, with your legs entangled at the edge of the couch. Or if you’re watching a movie and your arms are touching. 

It’s the simple things that let him know you’re there, you’re alive and breathing. That’s romantic to him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s a little stupid, okay? Toji masturbates to the thought of you sometimes because he forgets he can. It doesn’t cross his mind when he can fuck you instead. Occasionally he’ll be alone in his room or on the couch and realize that he has free will (and a right hand). 

But no I don’t think he masturbates often. If he does, it’s always to a photo or video of you. I like to think he has a whole dresser drawer full of sex tapes of the two of you, alphabetized. But unlike Dennis Renolds, there’s no weird ball angle and he asked first.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Toji is notorious, for me at least, for being a character associated with breeding and daddy kinks. Which I like. But if he’s an ass man (coming full circle here) he’d be into anal too, right!!!?? I think it’s one of those things he won’t suggest unless you do, then when you do he’s scarily on board. Already taking off his pants mid convo, too.

I also think he has a mommy kink. Not like, he’d want to be called mommy, but if his partner was a big-breasted woman he’d want to suck her nipples and call her mommy, type of thing. I believe he could be submissive if he met someone more deranged and broke than himself.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Since Toji’s favorite position is backward cowgirl, I think his favorite place to fuck you is a recliner. So, maybe it’ll turn backward into reverse. He doesn’t care. He loves seeing your curves from behind, when you grab onto his calves for stability, or the little faces you make.

He can sit back comfortably while his hands do all the work. Sometimes, when he gets tired he’ll let you bounce up and down on his dick until you reach your high.

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

It’s your scent. Perfume, cologne, whatever you wear he loves. He loves to smell your hair after you get out of the shower and grind against your ass, messing up your clean body with his cum. Now I want to take this time, since I haven’t been serious in the slightest, to write something humorous. 

Toji likes your smell so much, it makes him hard almost instantly. Imagine your horror when you went into a Macey’s and sprayed the body mist into the air and he turned red. At first, you didn’t realize he was erect until he tapped your shoulder and gruffed into your ear, “Babe.. we need to go.” 

“Wh,” you narrowed your eyes back at him, “I’m not done. Can you hold on for five seconds?” You went to continue but his eyes shot down, as did yours. Raging. Tent. Pressed against your side.

“Are you serious.” 

“Just like.. A blow job in the bathroom couldn’t hurt, right?” He raised a perverted eyebrow. 

It did end with a blow job in the bathroom. And now you don’t go to Macey’s with him anymore.

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

While Toji is into some pain play and bondage, he draws the line at drawing blood or seriously harming you. So no knives. Although he’d be into having you hurt him like that, he just can’t stomach the thought of hurting you to the point where you bleed. On himself, he doesn’t mind.

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

My man loves to give head more than receiving it. Everyone loves a good blow job (cut back to the Macey’s incident), but he just can’t get enough of your unders. You think your regular scent makes him hard? The scent you give off between your legs sends his head reeling for more. 

Since being a retired man whore, he’s good at any type of oral. Blow jobs are a breeze and he could eat pussy with a gag on. 

He does love it more when you’re struggling to fit his length in your mouth. It’s funny to him, before turning oh-so-hot, how you gag when he mouth fucks you with ease. He won’t be gentle on you after you get used to the sensation of your mouth full, ramming into you with enough force to knock the wind out of your lungs.

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

Guys, we know the answer to this. Fast, rough, hard, quick, ruthless. Don’t make me get a thesaurus. If you had to fuck two Toji’s to figure out which was the real one, one was sensual and the other was fast-paced, you’d know who your man was. 

He makes sure you feel pleasure with every thrust and every spot he hits. So it doesn’t hurt, but it is quick. It takes you a quick second to adjust as he pounds into you, but you can’t help but enjoy it. It feels so good, even if the first few times you got rug burn.

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

While he likes to take his time and fuck into you for hours on end, not everyone has that time. So more often than not, you’re left with super intense quickies. On the weekends or during a holiday, you’ll get a super long session full of teasing, slow and rare strokes, and heavy makeout sessions. But every week? It’s maybe thirty to forty-five minutes.

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

As I’ve written before, Toji loves experimenting. He’ll do anything once even if it doesn’t pay off. Just as long as he’s going with the flow and pleasuring you, he doesn’t mind if it ends up not panning out.

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

Typically, as I’ve previously mentioned, your sexual sessions last for half an hour or a little longer. But Toji is a horse. He can go for hours on end and several rounds. Maybe this has to do with the fact he’s a retired man whore, or maybe that he holds out to please you just a little while longer. You on the other hand, are normal, so you both don’t go for as long as he could go for. If you tried, you’d be an overstimulated mess on the floor!

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

Mr. Zenin used to swear off toys until he met you. He doesn’t own a Fleshlight, but he does partake in the usage of cock-rings. He likes to wear one as he fucks you, just to last an extra minute longer for your pleasure. Many of the toys he owns aren’t for him, though. They’re for you. Fleshlights, sounding rods, anal beads, vibrators, dildos- Everything for you!

He loves to see how overstimulated he can get you, watching your body shake and convulse with every motion and movement. Then when you’re cuming, he feels like he’s hit the lottery. Just to make you see stars, is enough fulfillment for him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Toji is such an annoying tease, it’ll piss you off. Yeah, he fucks you hard and fast, but the build-up can take hours. First, it’ll be a hand resting on your thigh, slowly moving upwards. Then he’s touching you in a sensitive area, making you groan with desire. But … just as quick as the man is touching you, he’s getting up for a beer. 

This same pattern can continue for hours, even days if he’s being a bitch. When he finally does fuck you, it releases all that pent-up sexual tension in a huge orgasm. An orgasm you’re never prepared for.

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

Toji is a groaner and a moaner- unless. If you, stick with me here, fuck him for as many hours and as many rounds as he can last, and then some, you’ll start to hear different sounds. It’s low and gradual, how needy he’ll get and how whiney he’ll get. You can even expect some begging if you hold out. 

But regularly? He whispers the nastiest filth inside your ear instead of moaning, he lets you do that. He’s never been a loud guy in that sense, so he just never got in the habit of making noise. Although, when he hits that perfect angle, he might make a louder noise than you’d expect from him.

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

This might lose some of you but HERE ME OUT- Toji loves getting it up the ass. He doesn’t typically share this kink or turn on with anyone, aside from you. You had suggested it and he wasn’t a bitch, so the man accepted. He, however, did not expect to nut all over your freshly made bed multiple times. 

Your pink dildo rubbed against his prostate and made him whimper. Him!!! Now, it’s only reserved for special occasions since Toji was embarrassed. But every time his birthday rolls around, he’s a bit more excited than usual. Especially when you brought home a monster dildo. 

You’d only ever used standard ones with him, so when your husband turned forty you thought it was time to upgrade. That was the first time you ever made a grown man cry from orgasming so much.

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

Now I think this means their body? Anyway- I think Toji is built well and maybe a bit muscular, but not body builder level. He’s too broke to afford the gym, so as mentioned earlier, he probably does at-home workouts with cheaper weights. He walks with you in your neighborhood and all that fun stuff, so he’s pretty healthy. 

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

Because his ability to last is so high, I was going to initially go with he has a super high sex drive. But the more I thought about it, I think it would be kind of low. This means when he fucks  he fucks. You can turn Toji on easily, but for him to get horny on his own takes something massive (or small like the Macey’s incident). 

There’ll be days where he just wants to sleep next to you and others where he can’t keep his hands off of you. I think it all depends on his mood. So maybe low-ish to average sex drive, I’d say.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Last but not least!!!!! This one is gonna be a bit angsty. 

Toji doesn’t really sleep after you both have sex. Sometimes he’ll be tired enough to doze off beside you, but he’s always alert. He protectively spoons your back and cradles your body, ensuring you can’t escape his limbs. 

He had never been loved before, remember his man whore days? Every person he’d sleep with would leave him in the morning, for him to sit in a pool of regret. Now with you, it’s domestic and comforting. But there’s always that fear of you leaving in the morning and never returning. The first time you two slept together and you got up in the middle of the night to get some water, he’d never admit it, but Toji was terrified you would leave him. He had opened his heart to you, intimately, and if you left he wasn’t sure what he would do. 

Then you walked in, a tired smile on your face when you noticed his worried gaze. Your words put him at ease as you whispered, “I’m back.” 

[syringesyrup]

6/17 Phantom & Swiss?

i got confused but i DID MY BEST!

nsfw below cut

The closet isn’t the most comfortable place for them to do this, in Phantom’s opinion. His face is pressed into the wall, and he’s knocked over two bottles of cleaner already. He feels a bit ashamed, doing something so nasty in a closet full of cleaning supplies.

“Hey look,” Swiss had said as he closed the door on them. “they prepped just for us.”

That was then. This is now.

Now being Phantom having to stuff his tie into his own mouth and conjure up every ounce of self control he has in this mortal body to make himself stay quiet.

Swiss yanks at his horn, pulling Phantom back into a rougher thrust. It makes the smaller ghoul’s eyes water and he chokes on the cloth in his mouth, groaning quietly as he stares back and up at Swiss.

Swiss grins down at him. It’s bright and white despite the darkness of the small space and it only makes the hot bubbling feeling in Phantom’s gut boil and threaten to spill over.

Swiss gives him another thrust, bordering on too much, and Phantom sobs into the cloth. It’s beyond soaked at this point and not doing the job it was supposed to do. Phantom whimpers, his ears drooping as his eyes start to roll back.

“Shh.” Swiss snakes a hand up and places it over his own lips. There’s a golden glow in his eyes that dances with a blood red. Just another thing that makes Phantom’s cock leak and drip onto the floor. He’s going to have to clean that up. There’s a lot he's going to have to clean up in here.

“You want ‘em to hear?” Swiss tilts his head down at him, putting on an innocent face as he adjusts his grip on Phantom’s thin black horn and gathers some of his hair with it. He tugs again, making Phantom’s boots slide against the floor as he kicks up at the sensation. He moans again, rocking himself back against Swiss’ hips.

“Ohh.” Swiss coos with that same sinister grin. “I bet you’d like that though, wouldn’t you?”

The shame hits Phantom before he can even register what Swiss has said to him. Yes. He wants to say. I’d love it.

He’d be honored to let everyone hear how good he was getting it from Swiss.

“Bet you’d love if someone just yanked that door open right when you cum, huh?” Swiss laughs as he leans down, pressing his chest to Phantom’s back and sliding a hand under him. He slides his hand over Phantom’s cock, slicking it up with his own pre as he begins to jerk him in earnest.

Phantom kicks again, making a strangled noise against the cloth between his teeth as Swiss grinds into him. Swiss breathes in, bathing in the sweet scent Phantom releases as Swiss’ hand slides over him in rough strides.

Phantom’s eyes roll back again. He’s so close he can fucking taste it. He swears he can taste Swiss too, deep in his throat despite the fact that Swiss’ dick has been nowhere near his mouth during this.

What a shame.

“Oh, who could it be?” Swiss hums. “Eeny, meeny, miny-“ Swiss sing songs before he pulls Phantom’s tie from his mouth, releasing the smaller ghoul from the prison he put himself in.

“Rain.” Phantom moans, long and drawn out like the water ghoul is the one fucking him.

“Ah.” Swiss smiles. “You’re lucky he isn’t here. He’d make a mess of you, lovebug.”

Swiss’ ear flicks as he snakes a hand around Phantom’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly. Phantom gasps, reaching up to grab at Swiss’ arm.

“Or…” Swiss grins against his ear and Phantom is so close. Too close.

“We could…” And Phantom is right there. His thighs shake and a broken little whimper falls from his lips, coming out shaky as Swiss squeezes his throat.

“Let him watch?” Swiss breathes, licking into Phantom’s ear as he gives him a rather hard thrust that slaps against Phantom’s ass. The smaller ghoul reels back, arching against Swiss as he comes hotly into the multi ghoul’s palm with a wrecked cry.

He comes down slowly, not even realizing that Swiss came with him. He lets the multi ghoul clean him up, peppering him with kisses and praises. Phantom sighs, falling into his arms with a low and fucked out groan. Swiss chuckles, wrapping his arms around the smaller ghoul and kissing his forehead again.

Swiss’ phone goes off. He groans, unwrapping his arm from Phantom as he fishes his phone from his pocket and peers down at it. The brightness makes him squint in the surrounding darkness before he brings the phone to his ear with a raised brow.

“Yellow?” Swiss says into it, making Phantom smile.

“You know I can hear you two, right?” A voice cuts through. “My room is right under that closet.”

Phantom and Swiss stare at each other.

“Heyyy Rainy.” Swiss smiles nervously. Phantom swallows hard, a bead of sweat already forming at his temple. He’s in for a long night.

[mrschristensen]

Kinktober Day 11 (10/11): Quickie starring Leo Campoli

Kinktober Masterlist

WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Leo/sub s/o, quickie, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), possibly bad/inaccurate Italian (I WAS USING TRANSLATE IN MY DEFENSE), pet names (mi dolcesa/my sweet, mi amor/my love), backshots, semi-public sex (kinda?), creampie, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Leo was finally on his break, and he was the only one running the shop since his family had gone out to do whatever they had to, he really had no idea; he didn’t necessarily care, because his lovely girlfriend was his number one focus.

-> note: It’s a bit short since the smut is… quick (I’m so funny I know). Also… I posted this last night (the night it was SUPPOSED to be posted), but for some reason it didn’t? It’s fine 😭

WC: 343 words

“Ugh… feel so good, mi dolcesa,” Leo grunts quietly as he rammed into his girlfriend from behind who was bent over a counter, pawing at her hanging breasts. “So perfect for me.”

She could only moan in response, her brain turned to mush as she got some of the best sex she’ll ever have. She knew they had to be quick, because his break only lasted so long and his family could be back at any minute, but he really didn’t care, on the other hand. He always thought with his dick rather than his brains.

He was pounding into her greedy hole at a fast, deep pace, trying to drag an orgasm out of the both of them as quickly as possible. He needed to cum, he needed to make her cum, but he also needed to make sure he didn’t get a total ass whooping if someone were to find out.

“C’mon, c’mon…” he whispers in frustration. He felt like he was close, yet so far away. But the thoughts of being caught ran through his mind, and it amplified that feeling. Oh, great. Now having sex in public places was going to become a thing.

Eventually they both came, of course cumming inside her. It was his favorite place, for sure (though he loved to cum literally anywhere on her), but it was needed more now than ever. Whatever mess they could prevent would mean less work for him to clean and tidy up before anyone came in.

He gave her a quick kiss on the lips as they finished getting dressed, “I love you so much, mi amor,” he murmurs against her lips, feeling her smile a little bit. He returned it with his own sheepish grin, simply reveling in the moment before she had to leave. He watched her wobble slightly out the door, and it made him chuckle; what he knew for sure now was that he definitely did a good job. She wouldn’t be able to walk straight for the rest of the day. Oh well.

[hegoeshardasfuck]

dirty mind

wordcount: 0.7K

tags: sexting, unresolved sexual tension

synopsis: as much he's a good Weapon, he's also a bother sometimes

authors note: written for day 2 of kinktober! might be late to port some of them onto tumblr, but i hope ya'll enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59395495

Soul should know better than to reach for his phone as he waits for Death to declare his mission, but it's just so boring being a Death Scythe. He doesn't really ever get wielded by Death anyways, just lounges about. No wonder Spirit ended up spending so much time at Chupa Cabra's.

There's nothing to do except sit and wait.

And bother Maka.

He grins as he takes his leave with a dumb excuse of heading off for a walk. Death doesn't care enough to stop him, he never really used Soul anyways. He much preferred his twin pistols even now.

Soul meanders aimlessly until he finds a hidden little corner he's known of for years now. He drops down on the ground and opens up his phone before texting Maka "hey," with a slutty amount of y's.

yeah soul?

mmmmmmmnothing

bullshit

i just cant wait to get home

?

its sooo boring working for DTK these days, death scythe is not a good job

things were better when your hands were on me 24/7

im flattered

at least we still live together, no? god i cannot imagine living apart

itd be awful

yeah you got plans tonight? the usual

nothing?

nada zilch im free if youre free

someones eager

what do you have in mind? the usual actually wait are you teaching rn?

nope kids are all off on missions

okay great the usual being me fucking you hard

how hard?

stars

what happens if i fuck you? what then? you and i both know theres a strap under the bed, one that you looove to ride on

i doubt you could make me see stars

then gimme more to work with make this conversation something to read back on when youre on the job

alright alright well to start off our night i think i'd eat you out strip you down, piece by piece hold your thighs, one in each hand and work my way up i'd bite

how much?

bloody amounts

hot

now, i'd bite alllllll the way up your thighs not stopping for even a second, not even if you gripped my head by then i'd already be deep in your cunt fingers and tongue, one hand on your ass

so we're seated?

im on the ground

like the dog you are

you know i'd bark for you any day of the week

and you're on the edge of the bed my hands are in your hair pulling you closer

right right, im mashed up against you in the pussy having a great time leaving no scraps behind absolutely eating

soul.

getting off track sorry queen where was i......... right im in the pussy you cum once

im a little bit worn clawing into your scalp

i dont mind it at all when i can finally back away to breath i wipe down my lips then im back on you slowly pushing you down to the bed

slowly?

hastily i am hastily pushing you to the bed not slamming you, but im not going slow this definitely isnt our first time

definitely not

so youre down, laid out before me so pretty and i immediately start kissing on you lips, neck, chest, all of it nothing new but i should touch back on old territory

mhm

one hand on the mattress one hand on your leg usually you do the work ride me peg me fuck me itll be different tonight though

oh? you really think so?

i know it i'll take you so slow its agonizing missionary style too youll be begging before you know it if you thought i was a tease before im beyond unbearable now every single inch of your skin is gonna be mine only my hands will truly know it my lips as well i could go for a few rounds as many as you like no time for breaks in between creampied thoroughly by the end of it all i think thats where i'd call it a day lick you clean, make sure you're perfect we could sleep afterwards or watch a movie

you better hold true to this tonight

we'll see if DTK gets a mission for me might be too worn out if he does

youre a fucking tease

and you love it

i know

[slowlyhardgoatee]

You ain’t done yet, faggot. Not by a long way. You did a good job licking up my cum and piss off the floor, but now you’re gonna get it straight from the source. See, I ain’t washed my cock since I was balls deep up your unconscious cunt. You were out for a good while and I blew two or three loads of cream up that hole, boy, as well as a bladder full of piss. But if there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s having a dirty dick. So, now you’re awake. Lucky you. You get to clean my dirty cock off, faggot. See all that slime all over it? That’s off your cunt. Probably a mixture of mine and your Owner’s cum, your natural pussy juice and my piss. You made the mess, faggot, you clean it up. Open wide, pig. Now. 

That’s it, boy, every inch needs cleaning. Get it right down the back of that throat. Yeah, boy, that’s what your cunt tastes like. I hope you like- 

Hold on a second, faggot, are you playing with yourself? Oh no. No no no don’t you fucking dare. Hands off. In fact, give ‘em here. New rule, boy. Every time you’re sucking on a cock from now on, there’ll be a decision to make. Either your hands get cuffed behind your back for the duration of the blow job, or your hands go up on the bloke’s chest and you work his nipples for him. It’s up to him, of course, your opinion obviously doesn’t ever matter. Me, I like getting my nips tugged on while I’m raping a boy’s throat. Hands up, pig. Yeah, fuckin’ pull on ‘em, boy. Harder. You do not, ever, touch your tiny little pin-dick without permission, d’you hear me, faggot? Not even to piss. The sooner that cock cage turns up, the better. I look forward to locking it myself before making you beg me to piss all over your face. 

Ah, if only your slut of a wife could see you now, eh? Servicing four blokes’ cocks one after the other without a word of complaint. It’s like you really know your place. Now keep tugging on them nipples, pig boy. It’s time to swallow my cum. You ready, faggot? Here it comes… here it comes… tug on ‘em, fucker, you fuuuuuucking dirty little SLUT. FUCK yeah, boy, swallow it all. Good pig. Now hold still. Time you swallowed a hot load of my beer piss, and all. Don’t you fucking move, boy. Here it comes. 

Aaaahhhhh, fuck yeah that feels so great. Drink it down, you slut. Y’know, I only live up the street and I had booked a plumber to come out to my house next week - pipes are backing up so using the bathroom is kinda iffy right now - but now I know your toilet pig mouth is gonna be readily available, I can just come round here when I need to piss, can’t I? I might just cancel him and get someone to rip the bathroom out entirely. Set up a fuck sling in there instead and have you over whenever I want. Sound good to you, pig? Hahaha - don’t even bother answering, boy, that pin-dick of yours just got rock hard. Too bad for you it’ll end up locked up in a cock cage for the rest of your life and be completely ignored. Hey Terry, when did you say this faggot’s cock cage turns up? Is it next week? Yeah? Hmmm, that’s far too long away for my liking, boy. Tell you what, guys - you three keep passing this faggot around between you. I’ll run home real quick - a boy I was chatting with online last month begged me to buy a collar and cock cage for him, but I haven’t mailed them to him yet. Cage’ll probably be a little too big for this pig’s needle-cock, but it’s better than nothing. Least then he can focus on being a full-time hole without getting distracted by his pathetic excuse for a pecker every five minutes. You guys carry on belting and breeding his cunt. I’ll be right back. 

TO BE CONTINUED…?