#/But I feel like I made them even more slutty (sobbing and crying)

[lethal-spaceship]

Doodles n personal designs n shit.

I also do traditional doodles....

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 31- Ghost face!Miguel x Shy!Reader

*Requested by the many fans of tumblr. Happy Halloween!*

        Everyone had warned you about moving to Nueva York. The amount of dangerous people in that city were overwhelming. You were going to be eaten alive as your friends and family warned. You thought of yourself better and wanted to prove to them that you could survive. The shy and quiet you, who barely had to courage to say no. It was something you always struggled with, but you hoped that this new job would help you with it.

        You were hired at Alchemax as a lab assistant. You tried to fit in, but everyone was so self centered that you ended up being a loner. Everyone except one person. Miguel O'Hara. He had extended the hand of friendship to you, wanting to make you feel more comfortable around the place. You instantly fell for him. He was so kind to you and understanding. You had just wished that everyone was like him. You had wished you had the courage to ask him out.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Miguel asked as he tried to grab your attention. You flinched out of your daydream,

"Y-Yeah, sorry. I've been...tired lately."

"I've noticed that you've been taking on other people's work. You need to learn to say no," Miguel told you before typing away on his computer. You could only nod,

"I...know...I've also had trouble sleeping...N-News of that...Ghostface going around killing people has me spooked." Miguel glanced you way, handing you a bottle of water, "T-Thanks."

"You'll be okay, tomorrow's Halloween, that's the last day he goes out. Just stay home, okay?" You let out a small whimper, hesitating. "You are staying home, right?" Miguel asked, stopping his work. Tears almost fell from your eyes,

"I-I got...I was told to join some of the others...a-at a small...work...party," Miguel saw you shaking, "I-I...I couldn't say no..."

"Sí, ¿qué voy a hacer contigo? Mi pobre muñeca inocente. (Aye, what am I to do with you? My poor innocent doll.)" Miguel whispered, knowing that you knew nothing of Spanish. He took you hand, calming you down, "Don't worry, you'll be okay."

        You looked into Miguel's eyes, smiling softly as you calmed down. After wiping your tears away, you thanked him quietly before hurrying off to go back to work. Miguel watched you scurry off. He growled lowly as he walked to his trash. That invitation was in there somewhere. Your coworkers didn't care about you to invite you to some Halloween party. They had other plans, and now Miguel did too. Finding the paper, Miguel's eyes shined brighter than normal.

"Tendré que matar a todos y hacerme el héroe, sólo para ti, mi preciosa querida. (I'll just have to kill everyone and play the hero, just for you my precious darling)"

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        You stood in the corner of the small party, watching all of your coworkers enjoying themselves. You glanced down at your costume, wondering if it was too weird. Everyone else was dressed up in slutty and revealing outfits and here you were, with the costume you thought looked the cutest. You sighed sadly, wondering why you were even here. No one was talking to you. You were just there. Another sigh escaped your lips as you made your way to the upstairs bathroom.

        As you washed up, you heard faint screaming. You gasped and shut the light off, your heart beating faster. Loud thumps echoed from the staircase, causing you to whimper. Tears rolled down your cheeks as the loud thumping stopped right in front of the bathroom door. You hurried into the tub, holding yourself as you shook. This was not how you wanted to die. You cried as the door slammed open,

"BOO!"

"KYAAA!" You screamed, covering your ears. You heard loud laughter and raised your head to your coworkers,

"Ah man! Did you get that on video!?" One of them yelled.

        You stormed out of the bathroom, sobbing past everyone as they laughed at you. You made your way to the backyard since the front entrance was blocked off. You sat on the steps, crying your eyes out. They only invited you to make fun of you since you were so scared of Ghostface. You were just a quiet coworker, what did you do to deserve this? Upon hearing another scream, you whimpered in response. Were they trying to scare you again?

"I'll just stay here for a bit. They have to unblock the door soon," You whispered.

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        Miguel had watched the whole thing. His anger had reached a new boiling point. Fixing his mask, Miguel's grip on his knife tighten as he made his way inside. He was the one who blocked the door. Standing in the corner, Miguel watched you ran outside crying. Perfect. He was going to start with the stragglers downstairs. It was a big house and not too many people. The job needed to get new employees anyway. These guys were just dead weight.

        Miguel approached each person a little louder than he wanted. He was so fueled with anger that he couldn't focus. He just wanted everyone to pay for what they did. After his first kill, Miguel inhaled deeply. The smell of metallic blood filling his nostrils. He was not going to get now. He had taken out his anger during this month. It was the only time he could. Slowly making his way over to his next victim, Miguel resisted a chuckle as he thought of you.

        You were going to be his perfect little wife. Miguel was going to make sure you stay in the dark about his secret. He just wanted to keep you safe. He wanted to keep you protected and loved. When you first arrived at Alchemax, Miguel thought he saw an angel. A shy little angel who entered his life just for him. Miguel had hunted every single asshole who dared tried to flirt with you, or even scared you. Miguel was going to be your dark protector.

"AHHHHHH!" 

        There it was. The first scream of the night and not from a scare, but because of the dead bodies that laid under Miguel. Smiling through the mask, Miguel watched the girl run to warn the others. Ah yes, that was the start. Miguel inhaled deeply, getting enjoyment from true horror. He was going to enjoy his last few kills of the night. It was going to be another year until Miguel could kill again.

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        After calming down, you decided to leave. You rubbed your eyes once more before entering the house. It was quiet aside from the sound of thumping from upstairs. They were probably enjoying themselves. Honestly, you were mad at your cruel coworkers. You stopped at the front door, seeing that it was still blocked. Why were they doing this to you? The couch was far too heavy for you to move on your own. Looking for another way out, you gasped as you stepped in something.

"My shoe," You whimpered, looking at the red puddle.

        Following the puddle, you gasped sharply as you saw one of you coworkers dead. Your heart started to race again as screams came from upstairs. You hurried to the kitchen, wondering if there was a door there and froze as another dead body laid before you. This was bad. Ghostface was here and he was killing everyone. Tears began to roll down your cheeks again as you hurried to find somewhere to escape. Maybe there was a gate in the backyard?

"Please! Don't kill me!" One of your coworkers screamed as another ran down the stairs,

"(Y/N)?! You're still here?!" He yelled and gasped as Ghostface started to walk down the stairs, "Fuck it, I ain't dying here!"

        You yelped as your coworker grabbed you harshly and threw you in front of the staircase. You eyes widen as you nearly froze in fear as Ghostface stood directly before you. You couldn't move. His knife was stained with blood. You shook and closed your eyes, crying as you waited for the worst.

"No! Stay back!"

        You shuddered a gasp as you heard Ghostface leave to your coworker first. Quickly, you found a closet and hid in there until it was safe. You were frighten and scared. Covering your ears, you tried to stay quiet as you waited. Waited for Ghostface to leave.

"(Y/N)? Are you here?" That voice. You knew it all too well.

"M-Miguel! R-Run!" You cried out.

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        Miguel whispered some cusses towards your coworkers as he stabbed him. Now that everyone was dead, it was time for you. He knew that you ran to the living room, but where were you hiding? He stopped to clean his knife in the kitchen sink, washing all the blood off. Once that was done, he attached the knife to his thigh strap under his pants. He then took his mask off, putting it inside one of his cloak pockets that was big enough.

"(Y/N)? Are you here?" He called out, wanting to bring you out of hiding.

"M-Miguel! R-Run!" Those cries weren't meant for you.

"It's okay, I'm here now. I saw Ghostface head upstairs, quickly close your eyes and come out. I'll get you out of here."

        You were such a good girl for him. You crawled out of the closet with your eyes closed, your breathing still heavy. Miguel just smiled towards your shaken form, knowing that you were going to be in his arms in a second. With ease, he picked you up, holding you close. He could feel your heart beat. You were sobbing and holding onto him for dear life. You had no reason to cry now. Miguel was going to take care of you.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here," Miguel whispered as he stroked your head. You just cried into his shoulder,

"M-Miguel, I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"You have nothing to apologize for. I'll take good care of you,"

"T-They're all dead. I-I thought...I was next...Miguel...I love you. I love you. I'm sorry, I'm a scaredy cat and shy and nervous...I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner," You kept babbling, crying your heart out since you thought you were going to die.

"Dios mío, no me esperaba esto. Voy a follarte bien esta noche para que te olvides de todo esto. (My god, I wasn't expecting this. I'm going to fuck you go good tonight that you're going to forget all about this.)" He groaned lowly.

"M-Miguel?"

"It's okay, (Y/n), I love you too. I'll take good care of you."

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        You sniffled as you stepped out of Miguel's shower, rubbing your arms as you wore some of his spare clothes. Miguel was kind enough to take you to his home, wanting to comfort you for the night. You were nervous as you stepped into his living room. It was quiet. Miguel was taking a shower in his other bathroom. Who would have thought that Miguel was rich? You explored his place, still surprised by the turn of events.

        You ended up in the kitchen, noticing a knife in the sink. It looked so much like the knife Ghostface had. Shaking the thought out of your head, you made your way back to the living room. You wanted to forget about what happened tonight. You tried to at least. You knew you were going to have trouble sleeping again. Tomorrow was going to be harsher because everyone was going to be asking about the others. Asking why you were the only one left alive.

"W-What if they think I killed them?" You stuttered at the thought. Miguel approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist,

"Then they would be fools," He kissed the back of your neck.

        You shuddered at the affection Miguel gave you. Turning around, you pulled him into a tight hug. Miguel chuckled as he picked you up and carried you to his bedroom. Your cheeks burned up as he placed you on his bed. Miguel stroked your cheek, calming you down again. His smile instantly making you fold for him.

"Do you trust me?" Miguel asked you as he slowly climbed over you. You just nodded, "Good, there's something you need to know,"

        You whimpered as Miguel kissed your neck. His hands stroked your sides under the shirt you wore. He let out a low groan since you looked so good in his clothes. You let out a breathless moan as he cupped you breasts. Miguel was going to wait until you were completely in his grasp before telling you. After all, you couldn't say no. You were going to be his good girl forever.

"M-Miguel?" You whined softly as he took your shirt off, squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. 

"You're not going back to work," Miguel whispered as he started to grind his bulge against your cunt, "You're going to stay here. Make it look like you died with the others."

"W-What?!" You asked, but flung your head back as Miguel sucked on your breasts.

        You moaned softly as Miguel spread you legs, allowing him to rut into you rougher. You felt yourself getting wetter. The boxers he let you wear were too thin and easy for him to grind against. You tried to ask him what he meant, but you were being overwhelmed with pleasure. Miguel's hands were now resting against the boxers, rubbing your clit against the fabric. You body leaned into his touch, desperate for more. His tongue swirled around your nipple, making his way back up to your neck.

"You're going to stay here, baby." He whispered again, his fingers dipping under the boxers and circling your clit, "My beautiful angel. I can't let anyone have you. I can't let anyone harm you. You were always mine."

"Mhm~ M-Miguel~"

"(Y/N), don't be afraid of me. I will never harm you." Miguel watched as you bit you lower lip, moving your hips with his hand, "Así es. Déjame convertirte en la esposa perfecta. Déjame manchar tu hermosa inocencia. (That's right. Let me fuck you into the perfect wife. Let me taint your beautiful innocence." He groaned lowly.

        You whimpered a moan as you felt a knot tighten inside you. Miguel moved his fingers faster against your clit, causing that knot to tighten. You tried to rub your legs together, but Miguel kept them spread. He sucked against your neck, groaning as you cam from just him playing with your clit. His fingers dipped lower, two digits entering your tight, soaked cunt. You moaned again, your cunt squeezing his fingers as he pumped inside you.

"Ah, my sweet innocent little angel. Watching you break because of me is so delicious." Miguel groaned as you squirmed and moved your hips to his touch, "You're going to stay here. I'll make sure no one will ever hurt you again, understood?"

"Y-Yes! Yes!" You cried out as his fingers feverishly fucked your tight gummy walls.

        You whined as Miguel raised your legs over his shoulders. Your pussy clenched his fingers as he started to curl against your sweet spot. You flung your head back as he started to wiggle his fingers inside you. His thumb rubbed against your clit again, bringing you over to the edge. Miguel wasn't making any sense, but his words were making you wetter. Honestly, with how tonight went, you wouldn't mind being stuck in Miguel's home forever. He was your protector.

"M-MIG-" You screamed out as you reached another orgasm. Miguel pulled his fingers out, licking them,

"You even taste sweet," He hummed, holding his erection towards your twitching folds, "You have no idea the amount of men I had to get rid of to make sure you stayed innocent, just for me. Seré tu primero en todo... y tu último. (I will be your first for everything...and your last.)" He groaned.

        You whimpered as you felt Miguel's dick stretch you out painfully. His cock was so thick and long. Your pussy was convulsing around him, sucking him in while drool rolled down your lips. He was making you feel so full. You wanted to question him on what he meant by getting rid of people, but you started to get drunk off his cock. Another whimper escaped your lips as Miguel groaned, fitting his whole length inside you. You swore that he was pressing against your cervix, but you weren't sure. This was a first for you.

"Un ajuste perfecto. Fuiste hecho para mí, cariño. Voy a grabar la forma de mi polla en tu memoria. (A perfect fit. You were made for me, darling. I'm going to fuck the shape of my dick into your memory.)" He groaned, slowly pulling out of you, "Killing all those people made this worth it."

"H-Huh?"

        You moaned loudly as Miguel thrusted his dick back inside you, hitting your cervix with each thrust. You cried out as Miguel started to bully your cunt, causing you to turn into putty under him. You could barely feel your legs as the slapping sounds between you grew louder. His dick forming a perfect space inside your pussy. You trembled as you started to reach another orgasm, unable to take the pleasure that he was filling you with.

"Look at you, so fucked out on my cock. How does it feel to get fucked by Ghostface, baby? Does my dick feel that good?" Miguel moaned as you tighten around him, "Yes, it does, doesn't it. Why else would you be squeezing me this tight?"

"H-Hah~ Ah~ Y-You're....ah~ mhpm...G-Ghost...f-face?" You whimpered lowly. Miguel fasten his pace, enjoying the white ring that formed around his dick,

"Yes. I'm the scary Ghostface that killed those asshole coworkers of ours," He chuckled, stopping to fill you with his seed, "I told you that you'd be okay. I will never, ever hurt you. Only love you."

        You wanted to be scared. You truly did, but both your brain and your heart were only thinking about Miguel's dick pounding you still. His hot semen filling your womb as he kept fucking you dumb. You body twitched from overstimulation as Miguel started to rub your clit again. He leaned down to kiss you, biting you lower lip as you moaned for him. His grip tighten against your hips, rutting into you furiously. He wanted to make sure you knew that you were his.

"Awe? Tired already? I think I need to show you how many people I've killed for you. Here's the second victim." Miguel groaned as he cummed inside you again. 

"Mhm~" You muffled lowly, growing exhausted. Miguel chuckled as he pulled you to his lap,

"Tienes razón cariño. Vas a ser la esposa de Ghostface. Siempre puedo mostrarte mi amor en cualquier momento. (You're right darling. You're going to be Ghostface's wife. I can always show you my love anytime.)

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        When you woke up, Miguel was by your side with water, vitamins and breakfast. He had bathed you and put on a fresh pair of clothes. You recalled his confession from last night and grew slightly nervous. Miguel, the man you longed for, was the murderous Ghostface. He killed your coworkers and faked your death. You now belonged to Miguel. You wanted to be scared, but Miguel had proved to you that he was never going to hurt you.

        Maybe it was your blind faith or actually being fucked dumb, but you willingly agreed to stay with Miguel. You stayed in his place as his house wife, greeting him with love everyday. Miguel rewarded your love with his brutal sex, reminding you that you belonged to him. By next Halloween, Miguel returned to his Ghostface persona, needing to release some steam. You became his accomplish, making sure that he returned home safe and sound.

"How was my good girl tonight?" Miguel hummed as he slapped his dick into your soaked pussy. You whined into the bedsheets,

"D-Distracted t-the...ah~ police...s-sending em...mhm~ opposite side of...of....ah~ t-town~!" You cried out. Miguel groaned happily, harshly shoving his dick deeper into you to fill,

"That's my perfect angel. Well done."

"T-Thank you!" You moaned against him, shaking from the pleasure. Miguel hummed happily as he kept thrusting inside you,

"I think you deserve a reward. Why don't we try making a little Ghostface jr?"

"Yes! Yes!"

        Your vision blurred as you moved in rhythm to Miguel's thrusts. Your mind started to fill with lust as you became tainted by Miguel. You were just as bad as him now, but you didn't care anymore. As long as Miguel was there to love you and protect you, you were okay. You moaned loudly as you cam against his dick, burying your head into the pillow again. You were happy with you life now. You were going to protect and live with Miguel forever.

Forever as Ghostface's wife.

[fetishfairytales2]

The Cucky ALPHAbet, Pt. 2 (Story)

Credit for the original concept of Brandi and Heather goes to [no longer active] and their excellent story “Besties”. Credit for the original concept of the “Cucky Alphabet” goes to Safeword Ignored Comics.

Each of the bolded letters corresponds to the letter from the song!

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Late Afternoon…

Connor and I were so drunk that we could barely make it from the Uber to the front door. "Come on, loser," he slurred as he walked in, "quit being a fairy and get in here!" He stumbled through the house, laughing obnoxiously as he looked for Brandi. Impatiently, he made his way to the living room where he found her passed out on the couch. "Aww, isn't that cute," I giggled, "we loaded her up with so many tasks, she's exhausted." Connor snorted and grabbed Brandi by the pigtails. "Wake up, bitch," he laughed, yanking her up to her feet.

"Aww, my little cupcake," I smirked, looking down at Brandi in her tutu and wet diaper. "Did you tinkle in your Pampers because you're terrified of my man? Pathetic!" Connor spanked Brandi so hard it brought tears to her eyes. “That’s right bitch boy,” he slurred, “cry you emasculated little fairy.” 

I laughed watching my sissy cuck have a temper tantrum. "It’s okay sweetie,” I reassured her with a hand on her slumped shoulder. “You're such a good girl for being scared of him!" She looked up at me with the saddest eyes I had ever seen. God I was enjoying every moment of this. "You did this to yourself," I shrugged, "now you're stuck with your choices!"

"Come on, Brandi," Connor boomed impatiently and yanked on her pigtails like she was his little pet on a leash. I smirked at her terrified expression. "Don't look at me for help," I snickered. "You know Connor’s fucking me in front of you, and I definitely won't be sucking his whiskey dick until he gets hard..." I cackled as Brandi understood what she would be doing tonight. I could hear her pathetic whimpers as Connor threw her onto the bed. 

I climbed onto the bed next to my sissy toy’s shaking body and, very slowly, started to unbutton my shirt. "Oh my god, I want to see your massive dick in her slutty mouth, babe," I moaned, now only in my bra and tight jeans. "Dude, get that gross shit out of your mouth," Connor roared as he ripped the pacifier gag out of Brandi's mouth, almost taking her teeth too. He then quickly unzipped his jeans and threw his shirt on the floor, leaving him in just his boxers. "Kiss that fucking hot, hunky chest," I hissed in Brandi's ear

"Mmm, that's it, Brandi," I moaned, loving when we degraded her like this. “Kiss all the way down his abs and get all the way to his hips." Connor grabbed a hold of my ass, and kissing me deeply, pinning Brandi between us, her mouth just inches from Connor's massive cock. "Use your teeth on them," I giggled down at Brandi between kisses, just as I noticed her reaching the waistband of Connor's boxers. "Pull them down, slowly, with your teeth," I insisted, smirking at her. “Run your tongue around the shaft too…”

Helpless Sissy Brandi spent the next 30 minutes getting her throat stretched and gagging on Connor's cock. "Good girl, you're such a talented cocksucker," I laughed as I massaged her throat and stroked her hair. She couldn't stop crying and when I pinched her nose shut, she sobbed even more. "How does it feel?" I whispered in her ear. "How does it feel to fluff another man’s giant cock before he gets to fuck your girlfriend?"

“Finally!" I laughed, enjoying the sight of tears streaming down Brandi's face as she struggled to get Connor hard after his drunken night. "Move, bitch," he pushed Brandi aside. "Wait, wait," I snickered, getting a deliciously cruel idea. I bent over on all fours and glanced back at Connor, winking at him. "Let her be of use," I suggested. 

As drunk and horny as he was, Connor just shrugged in agreement, while Brandi looked at me with confusion and certainty that this wouldn't end well for her. I motioned for her to come closer and whispered in her ear as Connor stroked his dick behind me, getting even harder. “Don’t think of it like being humiliated,” I pouted at Brandi; “think of it as being helpful!”

"Come on, Daddy," I purred, shaking my ass as Connor got behind me. "Let me feel all of you... and let Brandi assist." Brandi hesitated until I gave her a stern look and cleared my throat. "Don't make me count to three," I warned her. She gulped and tremblingly reached for Connor's massive cock, guiding it toward my wet pussy. "Mmm," I moaned as Connor's head rubbed against my clit. "Good girl, insert it for Daddy. Do all the work to help him fuck your girlfriend. Guide him in with your hand."

As Connor teased me with his cock, I jangled the key to Brandi's chastity cage, getting her attention. "You've been such a good girl," I cooed, unlocking her plastic pink spiked cage as she stood in front of me. "Now, stay in your corner like a good little sissy," I demanded, as my real man started fucking me like a pornstar. 

With each thrust, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax as his massive cock brought me so much pleasure. Moans and curses spilled from my mouth as I gripped the sheets. "Oooh f-fuck," I moaned, staring into Brandi’s eyes as he stroked his tiny clit. “Mmm, go-good girl…” Connor was grunting harder now, right on the edge. 

I looked over at the suffering sissy again. “Y…you better not…fuck…cum bitch!” I scolded him. “I want…want you, oh fuck Connor!” He sped up as he reached orgasm, “don’t stop baby, please. I want our little slut jacking her little clitty while she stands in the corner watching us…! OH FUCK!” I shook, reaching my orgasm and collapsing to the bed.

“Oh my god!” I laughed, straddling Connor's strong body. "That was amazing, baby. I can not get enough of you." I pulled him close for a passionate kiss, only to be interrupted by Brandi's pathetic attempt to pleasure herself. "Poor little sissy, even Connor’s kisses are better than yours. Don't you dare touch yourself anymore, you're not allowed to get off like a real man. Seriously, what kind of loser just watches while another man scores with your girlfriend?"

Connor was laughing at the pathetic cuckold. “A pathetic fucking loser,” he answered for Brandi. She was crying again, but who cares? She was always crying. "She might as well be a girl with all that makeup she's wearing," Connor teased, making us both laugh. I kissed him, loving how he humiliated our little cuckold. "Get your ass over here, bitch!" Connor barked as I watched with glee. Brandi hesitantly made her way over to the bed, kneeling next to the real man in my bedroom. "Good slut,” Connor said as he roughly grabbed Brandi by the chin, “you still have my cum dried on your face. I want you to savor it bitch. Oh, and that's a nice dress you're wearing! Why don't you give us a little twirl?"

I had an idea, a very bitchy idea! I pointed at the foot of the four poster bed. “Oh my God! You’ll love this Brandi. You’re gonna be our little stripper for the night, got it?” Brandi tried to protest, but Connor grabbed her by the pigtails again and yanked her up. “You heard her, bitch. If she wants you to dance then fucking dance.” I giggled with excitement. “Let's see you wiggle that Pampered ass on the pole!” I cheered as Brandi reluctantly followed the command, slowly stripping off her tutu as she danced. “Wow, look at that sissy slut go!” I cackled as Brandi danced as best as she could. “So hot, she's such a good little whore!” I catcalled and whistled.

"Enough of this shit," Connor said, losing interest in watching the feminized loser strip in front of him. “Get him out of here while I go take a shower.” He walked into the bathroom shaking his head at how pathetic Brandi was. "You're no fun," I complained, rolling my eyes. As he left, I sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the crying sissy. "How could you?" Was all she managed asked, still sobbing. I grabbed my dirty thong off the floor and cleaned my pussy with them before tossing them at Brandi. "Put them in your mouth or I'll have Connor come back out here and spank you." Without hesitation, she gagged herself with the panties.

I just laughed at how sad Brandi still looked. “Seriously? It's been a whole year and you're still shocked? You cheated and now you're dealing with the consequences. Plus, let's be real, your dick is embarrassingly small. I'm a size queen, so if I had known before how small it was? We never would have been a thing. Gross. I can't deal with tiny dicks. Ew!” I pointed toward the door. “New game bitch, let’s call it role reversal, you’re going to be our maid! Go finish your chores and clean the house. NOW!”

[feelingpure]

I'm just remembering that Hawk forgot Tim's birthday, and I am once again spiralling.

Recap/ramble under the cut.

In this essay (lol) I will explain why this hurts me so much. In short; it's because Tim clearly cares a lot about it, and Hawk completely disregards it.

Alright, let's start from the scene at the club near the beginning of the episode, where Marcus and Hawk are talking about the upcoming weekend trip and Hawk confirms that he's going alone but that doesn't mean he'll be alone (okay, so he's planning on being a lil slutty on the trip if no one else goes with him, cool cool cool).

And just before Marcus leaves, he mentions the birthday.

Marcus: And, not that you care, but you missed his birthday. He noticed.

The way Marcus said that part... he noticed. TIM NOTICED. Tim noticed so much that Marcus noticed that Tim noticed. Idk, that line just hurt me, cause I'm just imagining sweet Tim crying over it while face down in his pillows. Not even a secret card, or a message via Mary? No, ofc not. Cause you didn't even realise when it was, did you Hawk?

So the next time Tim and Hawk get to speak alone.

Hawk: I've decided to forgive you. Tim: Forgive me? Hawk: You haven't called in three weeks. Tim: Four.

So it's been about a month since the end of the last episode. Tim knows how long it's been, Hawk doesn't. Interesting... and even though I've kept it in above, I'm not even going to talk about the "I've decided to forgive you." line, cause 😠. And I'm not gonna talk about Hawk trying to hint at (/mock?) Tim's feelings by quoting a line from a love sonnet either; 🖐️😩 we don't have time for all that! (But do go look up 'How Do I Love Thee?' and proceed to sob).

And as Hawk walks off (after telling Tim to meet him in 15 minutes for the drive to the place, after they bumped into each other by chance - definitely did not plan to ask him along, cool cool cool).

Hawk: Oh, and happy birthday.

The way he says this so smug... 😤 and Tim's slightly confused face and little walk away afterwards.

Then at the 'rough trade' bar.

Tim: Is this my birthday present? Hawk: It's more like an education.

Ugh, the way Tim looks around the bar with a face full of glee and excitedly asks if this is his present. 🥺 And Hawk just... nah, let me tell you about what goes on here. Like that's cool, but then no further acknowledgement of Tim's birthday? …Alright, cool cool cool.

Cut to Tim sat at the bar on his own looking at his watch. Then cut to Tim getting accosted by some stranger in the bathroom.

Stranger: Anyone that'd leave you behind doesn't deserve to keep you.

EXACTLY. Anyway... yeah thinking about how in the 1st episode we saw Tim showing Hawk his family photo album; so it's more than safe to say he at least told him his birthday? If not by then, by the episode 2 pillow talk.

I bet Mary, Luis and co. remembered. Marcus clearly knew. But Hawk, who he's the closest with and known for longer? Nope.

The same Hawk who was so confident when he told Tim to drop everything and meet him in 15 minutes, after not speaking to each other for a month. And Tim, who immediately ran to go meet him outside.

These are just the few moments that I remembered them mentioning his birthday, and I went back to watch them while typing this; I don't think it's mentioned again in the episode (but I might be wrong)?

And yes, this was mostly just me needing to get out some of my Hawk rage. The birthday thing might seem small to some, idky but it really made me * jaw clench, sharp exhale * once it clicked that 'he noticed'.

[bitchkay]

Double dog dare you to do nsfw headcanons for Quartus 🗿

I just know you’re gonna go crazy with it with what I saw in the post about Quartus you just made LMAO

[Ask received: oct 3rd 2023]

PLZZZ😭😭

Yk I posted that while i was at school earlier, I feel like my friends was looking down at my phone and seen all the horny reaction memes like 🤨🤨 but look, this is who we are and this is who we represent

Anyways 😋 *quickly makes a banner for him*

NSFW headcanons for court of darkness~

Rating: Explicit(18+mdni)

Hehehehehe😋

Disclaimer, I can guarantee you that every time I talk about Quartus I'm so fucking horny

Like so fucking horny.

Like he fucks up all my cognitive functions

But who said I wanted to think🥰🥰

Ok well first of all he doesn't really care about you

That's a given

He just wants a hole to fuck and I wouldn't be surprised if you were being passed around all of Obscurus (which honestly kinda slays🙄✋🏽)

He's pretty cruel too

Sometimes he doesn't even want to get off, he just wants to see you cry

Even if you've fucked all four of them (separately and all at once) you probably spend most of your time with Quartus, as if you'd have a choice though

Overstimulating you until it physically hurts to cum anymore shaking in your own mess or edging you for hours until you cum untouched, you're not finished until you're sobbing pathetically over his lap begging for some bout of mercy

Thick ringed fingers shoved into your pussy, squirting until your mess is all over the floor and you're dehydrated

He somewhat takes care of you though when you're done, making sure you're cleaned up and resting, tended to to some degree, he wants you alive at least

Wounds bandaged, bruises salved

Bare minimum of aftercare basically he just needs to know you're still alive and good

Well I wouldn't really call it bare minimum cus he still taking care of you but just not really showing you any affection which in my opinion is a big part of aftercare but be lucky that he looked twice at you after he got his nut in

Yes Quartus would fuck the absolute shit out of you until your reduced to nothing but a fuck doll but you still have free will in a sense where you're tied down to them but still able to move freely, none of obscurus really cares what you do as long as you back to satisfy their needs and answer their every beck and call

You're like a servant basically(personal slut)

You would go briefly into town to do some shopping ya know pick up some vegetables, do some lolly gaging and shit but by the time your back you have a cock down your throat and one in your ass

(If you even think to spill a word about iritium you're dead though. No hesitation. You are replaceable.)

Its definitely not an uncommon practice to be shared between Quartus and Secondus, Quartus preferring your front end, fucking your throat while Secondus takes you from behind

I think if Quartus isn't fucking your pussy up he's fucking your throat

His dick can barely fit in your pussy, imagine him shoving it down your throat😳

"Swallow it. Swallow. It. All."

Better have a good gag reflex cus he is not stopping if he triggers it and you throw up all over it, might even make you clean it up cus "you got my dick all dirty."

The man is vile

Disgusting even

That how I like them🥰🥰 /hj

He would have you touch yourself in front of him, guiding your movements until your an overstimulated mess

"What a slutty pussy~"

"Spread that pussy for me. Wanna see that cunt dripping."

And that's just before he gets his dick out

He likes when your nice and dumb for him, when nothing but moans can spew from your lips

He has an authority kink.

He doesn't care what title you give him, it's more about the power he has over you than anything

If you worship him like a god expect not to be able to walk for a few days

If you couldn't already guess he's a dom

Hard dom.

Can and will slap you arround like a whore degrading you at every turn

Don't you dare even think of being brat, he will not touch you

The worst punishment of all

He will command you to the bed with your face down ass up, you think this your punishment like you're about the get the best and roughest fucking of your life

Nah this is your punishment

He'll jerk off in front of your pussy while you beg and cry to at least see him, you wriggle your bum needily, your hole clenching in anticipation for satisfaction that never comes

The only thing you're getting is his cum landing on your ass as he finishes and a hard spank to your ass cheek before fixing himself up to get back to committing heinous acts against humanity, leaving you there unsatisfied and covered in jizz

He molds his dick into a dildo for you and loves to watch you fuck it

Making you bend yourself out of shape just to see how your pussy looks taking his dick

Often times you'll end up begging for his dick, wanting the real thing inside you nearly to the point of tears

The toy might be his exact replica but nothing compared to the searing heat that permeates through your pussy when he fucks you

Eventually he gets tired of your whining and gives in

"Beg for it. Beg for my fucking cock like the slut you are. Beg like I taught you to"

But not in the way you wanted

He fucks your ass leaving your leaky pussy neglected as you sob and cry as he folds your body in half

He grunts as your tight anus squeezes his cock, your pussy drooling all the while

He fingers your pussy as he fucks your ass until you cant take it anymore, massaging your g-spot until your a squirting mess and just holding onto the threads of consciousness

"Isn't this what you wanted?! You wanted your slutty holes filled, right?!"

Unless he's degrading you Quartus isn't really that vocal during sex

He'll grunt here and there but other than that he doesn't say much

You on the other hand, your voice is always bouncing off the walls of the room

If you're not screaming he will just fuck you rougher.

He wants to hear you yell, beg, scream all of that

If none of that is happening he's fucking you wrong

The only instance you're not breaking the sound barrier is if you're gaged

Whether that be a ball gag, his fingers, covering your mouth, maybe he tapped your mouth shut, he might even gag you with your soiled panties

I'm telling you this man is vile

If you ever have to go somewhere with him assuming you're also a member of iritium and not just a servant of obscurus or whatever the fuck, he's gonna pull some shit

The other members of obscurus are irritated by this mind but that still doesn't stop him from fingering you under the table

Shit if the meeting isn't urgently important the others might join in toying with you too

You are basically obscurus fuck toy anyway

Obscurus orgy🥰🥰

Being gang fucked by all of them🥰🥰🥰

"Fuck, you’re such a slut. Begging for all of those dicks. Are you satisfied now? With my cock down your throat and two more inside both of your holes? It’s almost admirable the way you keep letting us cum inside you. I know you like it. You’re such a greedy fucking cumslut, that’s why you’ve already swallowed two of my loads, but your mouth feels so good I just can’t stop. Maybe you could beg me to if you weren’t too busy gagging around me. Primius would take my place if I moved, but I bet you want that, don’t you? You want to taste every cock in this room. You want to feel every one stretching out your tight cunt and ass."

Being used by all four of them😁👍🏽

I need a lobotomy.🤭

This is dirty talk to me atp

Quartus choking you until you pass out👁👁

Like imagine he has you in a mating press, all folded up and shit

And he wraps a big veiny hand arround your throat putting just enough pressure to make you a little light headed

Yk just enough to feel it but not like life threatening like not wind pipe crushing

And he fucking rearranges your whole reproductive system until it's entirely too much

He pushes you towards your orgasm simultaneously pressing just the bit harder to make your eyes roll back and your body go limp

Porn.

Literally porn.

If yall talk about this and establish your okay with him continuing (🚨important🚨: ‼you're okay with it‼) in these situations when you pass out then expect to be fucked back awake too

If you're not okay with that then that's where it ends, fucked beyond belief and put to sleep by dick, he'll be back when you're coherent again

Let's talk boundaries for a sec cus I be saying this that and the third but dont get this shit twisted yall this mutually beneficial

Yall got an arrangement

Beg, cry, whine, bitch, moan, yall established what you are and aren't okay with way before yall started fucking

As you should by the way

Of course you're just his hole to fuck but you're okay with being a hole to fuck cus shit this shit mutually beneficial he got amazing dick he can lay down flip it and reverse it in this pussy

Yall fuck disrespectfully because yall want to be fucked disrespectfully

Yall use the traffic light safe word system

Red is stop immediately/we're done, yellow is slow down/this is good but no more, green being go, like continue, you're good

Only few times have you needed to say red but only because you literally left like you were going to die

Like yes you've passed out before and felt lightheaded, you know like you've definitely played around with your life before, consciousness wavering a lil bit

But if you genuinely fear for your life, or he do something you're not okay with at all, red, youre done, were finished

The procedure usually is he just stops touching you period

Stops what hes doing, backs away, if you're hurt, that's tended too, it's a full stop until further notice

For yellow, not much changes but he'll seamlessly change the position or slow down, change the method and stuff go from a full nelson to prone bone shit like that

I need to lick this mans body👁👁

I need him injected into my blood stream(sexual)

Let's talk about full nelson for a second actually😳

Um

Yeah

Hell fuck you full nelson in front of the rest of obscurus.

Humiliation kink but also like asserting dominance over the rest of them cus idk some kind of inferiority complex due to being the lowest rank out of the four or something--

Mostly humiliation though

He wants to see you cry and get embarrassed being fucked with your pussy on full display, your juices openly dripping down his shaft

Might let the others have a turn when hes done, depends on his mood

Pussy spanking.😳

No cus imagine😳

"My girl likes having that slutty cunt slapped? Yeah? It feel nice pretty?"

He holds your legs open and brings and large veiny hand down you on your cunt, a loud wet slap against your pussy lip, your clit throbbing in need--

Yall anyway--😳

Big dick

Between 8 and 10 inches which is certified monster cock status😈😈

I wanna be broken.

Also why he molded his cock into a dildo, he gets the close up of you struggling to take his cock but also the wide angle of you fucking yourself with it

Its thick too don't get it twisted

That shits thicker than your forearm

That mother fucker has an actual weapon on him💀

Fucking him has probably permanently altered the space between your legs💀

Bro opened up your pelvic floor

This why he gotta make sure you alive after you done

Quartus might kill people but he does that shit intentionally ok he do that cus he want too

This is not on purpose, bro was not trying to kill you this time💀💀

He doesn't do alot of foreplay but enough

"Yeah? You like getting that pussy stretched out? Maybe I should fuck you without prep more often. Dirty girl."

Theres alot of cock for you to take so it better be enough

And you take it everytime

Yay vagina powers for adapting to the size of your partners cock🥳🥳

Don't even think about running from it cus he'll just pull you tight back on the d like nothing

Cant take it? Welp should thought about that before, hes not stopping until he sees you cum

"Don't fucking push at me, lay back. And keep your hands to your fucking self."

You do it in doggy style more often than not

Nothing like fucking into you, smacking ya ass and shoving your face into the pillows

Got you seeing stars

Back pushed into a deep fucking arch, fivk completely recking your guts

It's so beautiful it brings a tear to the eye😢

I mean your also crying for other reasons but--

Nothing better than seeing you wailing on his dick saying "ish to much t'much!" but fucking back on him when he stops like make up your mind🙄

"I told you to stop squirming. Want me to spank you again, hm?"

Did I cover everything😁

[stupidfatslut420]

he took me out to a trail, he made me suck his cock in the car the whole way there so I had no idea where we were going... he made me leave my phone, keys and my glasses in the car so I was pretty much blind and helpless :( he dragged me out into the trees, choked me until I was getting lightheaded just to scare me even more. I kept trying to tap out but he wouldn't stop until he wanted to.

He restrained my hands with zip ties and made me get down on my knees in the muddy grass, then fucked my face. Like really hard. I puked a little. He had me up against a tree and forced his cock down my throat all the way to the base and used my mouth like a toy. I couldn't breathe and I kept struggling and trying to pull away in a panic, but he just kept my head against the tree and told me to take it, that I only get to breathe when he lets me... And he smacked me around really hard as punishment for even trying to pull away. I kept crying and saying sorry, because I couldn't help trying to break away to breathe when the panic set in. I probably looked so pathetic, drooling all over myself and crying, but I think he liked that.

Then he instructed me to put my face down into the mud, ass up. He told me he was going to rape my ass... I was terrified. I was literally an anal virgin and he knew that!!! He knew it was going to hurt so bad. I was sobbing and begging him to not do it. To please just use my pussy... He didn't care :( I think that made him want to do it more. I was squirming around and pleading with him, but he lined his hard cock up with my tight asshole and pushed anyway. It hurt so so so fucking bad. He barely got inside and I was crying out in pain so loud and completely panicking. He covered my mouth, threatened me with his knife, told me to shut the fuck up or he would kill me. Good god I know my pussy was so fucking wet at that point but he had no interest in touching it, or making me feel good at all.

He raped me like that until he came. His fingers deep in my mouth, gagging me so I couldn't keep screaming. He only took them out to choke me even more. He kept saying he would break my neck if I didn't stop fighting to get away and being so loud. He slid his knife over my cheek, poked my neck with it. I was crying so much.

I'm still so wet thinking about it :') and my poor slutty pussy still feels so needy. i wanted his cock in my cunt soooo fucking bad but I really don't even deserve that, honestly. It's not about what I want. I'm just a hole anyway

My fave grindr friend finally tied me up and raped me at knifepoint in the woods tonight and I'm so happy im completely blissed out rn yippeeeee yay wheee

[angel4astraea]

oh my god, what if the harbingers had a bimbo colleague??

like you're as strong as them, maybe even stronger but you're so thoughtless at times. as soon as you have enough money to go on a shopping spree, you're dragging childe along.

childe's smug when he hears the clicking of your heels, knowing exactly what you're after. he'll listen to you beg for him to come along and agree but only if you repay him for helping you pick out the cutest skirts, accessories--you name it.

he loves listening to you whine. "poor little thing," he'll coo. childe knows exactly how to get you back to his office after shopping, claiming he needs to sit down because his legs are tired. but then he'll let you sit on his lap while he works on papers, enjoying the feeling of your thighs against his crotch. childe will then ask for that favour in return, wanting you to park that pretty pussy on his cock.

"sit still dollie and milk my cock without moving, hm?"

la signora is more direct about her intentions towards you, just as manipulative as childe though. she'll dress you up, strip you down and do what she pleases. signora will make sure your panties match hers and will spank you if you don't match. so, so mean sometimes :(

signora loves hearing you cry about the fact that you can't sleep, ushering you to nurse on her nipples or suck on her clit. she'll always have a hand in your hair, keeping control of the pace or where your head is. she doesn't care if anyone catches you two, just as long as they get the memo that her pussy is tasty.

"ah, look at you slutty baby. make mommy cum, hm?"

scaramouche is so mean, even worse than signora! he'll degrade you and make you cry whenever he has the chance. it doesn't matter if you're his superior, you're just a little dumb bitch. scaramouche will stare at you in a cold way so that you'd cower, whine or get uncomfortable.

like childe, he'll sit you on his lap and expect you to be obedient. scaramouche loves humiliating you in front of your comrades. he'll make you put a purple gem butt plug and spread your legs to show it off (with no panties on, of course.) he has no problem zapping your nipples or clit, loving your little screams and how your body tenses up.

"you're so nasty, i mean, look at the way you're waiting for anything to make you cum. pathetic."

dottore however enjoys testing things on you. since you're so clueless, he likes talking with 'big words' so you don't understand. it's the easiest way to get you to agree on letting him use your body. dottore always expects you to strip down before you enter his office, inspecting your body after you enter.

dottore will get grumpy if there's someone else's cum inside of you or any markings from anyone else. he claims he needs to do a check up but in reality, he just wants to fill you to the brim with his own cum. he'll test out different things he made or bought such as nipple clamps, vibrators or anything he can get his hands on.

dottore also loves seeing you sob, especially when he enters one of your holes without prep. but don't worry, his cum will be the lube! sometimes he'll invite students from the academia to watch as he pounds you, telling them about the natural human breeding system. dottore will make sure you're plugged up after, watching as you fall after trying to stand.

"you see this? that is how you're supposed to get a woman pregnant! sooner or later, she'll have milk too!"

[dragon-riding]

general yan!Malleus smut hcs

anything posted and written on this blog is fictional and should not be recreated and/or idolized in real life

what better time than to post this in (slightly late) celebration of the twst eng localization (and as a belated happy birthday post for our dragon prince).

these are written with my own interpretation of yan!Mal for my reference. I say general because these kinks are ones that’ll pop up often in my writing of yan!Mal.

I hope you enjoy your stay here in the memory shop - perhaps leave a like or rb if the shop’s service satisfies you, or even drop by the front desk and chat with me, the memory keeper~

(I’ve made the main kink in italics since it seems like I have it scattered throughout all these hcs)

pairing: Malleus Draconia x afab!reader troupes/kinks included: yandere x willing darling, exhibitionism, extremely light dub con, possessiveness, no sense of TPO, begging, biting/marking, dumbification, mentions of lingerie/sexy clothing, mentions of multiple rounds, orgasm denial, blowjob/oral sex, praise kink, slight verbal degradation word count: 2.2k words warning: each bullet point is quite long in length (especially on mobile) despite my attempts to shorten them, reader gets compared to a bitch once in description context: You’re so sweet, aren’t you? Just his dumb little darling queen, relying on him whenever things go bad for you (which is almost always). It’s okay, because Malleus loves doing that! He loves taking care of your problems and you and everything in your life so just follow his rules and you’ll be spoilt rotten. 

What he expects

A warm body to come home to - completely pliable for him to fuck into. Don’t worry about preparing yourself, Malleus will do that himself so all you have to do is lay there and make those sinful sounds as he takes you from both ends, over and over and over again. Even better if you’re all shy and embarrassed about how lewd you sound, that’s fine too because he’ll just make you moan louder so everyone can hear you!

He decides when the two of you are finished, and he’ll hear no complaints from you. After all, you wouldn’t want to be denied his cum as his darling cumslut, wouldn’t you? You wouldn’t want to be denied cumming on his cocks after bouncing on the thick lengths for so long, wouldn’t you? Feels so good, doesn’t it? So just listen to him and keep cumming until he’s satiated.

You two will always be attached by the hip - he just can’t keep his hands to himself! Malleus will fuck you anywhere, anytime. It doesn’t matter if there are nearby onlookers because they will make themselves scarce, and if not, well, it wasn’t his fault some people wanted a look at you in your most shameful state: squealing and moaning as his cocks pound into your pussy, making you see stars. 

Malleus will throw them a bone. His darling is so lovely, so alluring and tempting that he understands. As long as they know who you belong to, there’s no problem with people staring at your sopping wet pussy being abused and toyed with according to his whims. Even as you sob out not to look, even as you desperately try to close your legs, it only makes you look so much more sluttier when you’re squirting all over yourself as your mouth squeals desperate “nooo!”s.

He’ll even play along and spread your legs, give them a better view of your slutty parts against your begging, whisper into your ear about the numerous people masturbating to the image of you, like you were simply a toy meant for their pleasure instead of their queen.

You’ll cum on the spot and because Malleus is mean, he’ll make fun of you for that until you’re in tears then soothe you with possessive kisses and comments that only he was allowed to fuck you so Don’t cry, my darling little queen. Look, I’ll give you more of my cum, hm? Shh, don’t cry anymore. It makes me want to bully you more.

On special occasions

You’re always so shy, so sweet and kind. The picture perfect darling for him that he loves and cherishes. He protects you like a dragon does to its most precious treasure in its hoard. When the day of his or your birthday arrives, it’s a given you won’t be able to walk after he’s done with you (well, you can’t walk either way after, he’s just so much more animalistic when something special is happening that you’ll feel the ache for even longer than usual!). 

Malleus will be a bit more feral on those days, he’ll want to imprint on you, bite you and claim you for everyone to see. He’ll take you at midnight, breathing birthday wishes into your skin as he fucks you dumb or demand birthday wishes from you and refuse to let you cum until he’s satisfied by the squealed and broken H-Happy bi- ah! ah! Birthday! he gets. 

On the occasion you decide to be a bit more bold, to seduce him yourself even though he was already obsessed with you with his entire being- well. You should prepare yourself.

What can you do to seduce him? It’s obvious. You wear some revealing clothes, flash a bit of skin and he’ll be clawing at anything separating the two of you, throwing anything out of the way and pushing your clothes away to reveal your wettening cunt— he can smell that: the slick dripping down your thighs, your arousal. You’ll never be able to hide how turned on you get and it only makes him bend you over the nearest surface faster, plunge into your pussy with the reasoning that he was just doing his duty as a husband and satisfying you.

Surprise, surprise! You really wanted to impress him, it would seem, so you’re wearing extremely revealing underwear... basically nothing! Malleus will pause for a moment, staring at the string in his hands as you squirm before chuckling lowly. He doesn’t know if he likes the idea of what’s his walking around in basically nothing but it was too good of a chance to pass up fucking you in such pretty clothing.

Don’t worry, he’ll forgive you after he’s satisfied, after he’s taken you enough that he can smell his cum off you. Surely, any other fae will be able to smell the same scent of cum and stay away, not that you were aware of it (a little reprieve for your fragile pride). But be careful, Malleus will purchase so many different outfits for you from then on... and you’ll have to put them on and satisfy him when he tells you to do so.

It’s hard to go into detail about all the different things you can do to seduce Malleus… so do whatever you want! Of course, only if it’s within his rules…

What he forbids

Oh dear, you won’t want to do these things when you’re with Malleus. Break his rules and you’ll find that little bit of freedom gone before you can even blink. That calmness on the surface is a lie- inside, he’s all rolling anger, spiraling into dark, dark possessiveness.

What is it, you may ask, that causes this entire mess, the catalyst of his anger? Of course, it’s his possessiveness! If you keep talking to people without his approval, he’ll get the urge to lock you away all for himself. Stop flashing your smile at them! Don’t you understand that was his property only, that you were his entirely? You’ll talk to the people he deems fit and those he disapproves of - you shouldn’t even look in their direction.

Don’t even think about making a joking comment about that one ‘handsome’ man because he’ll be livid, he’ll become out of control as paranoid thoughts start to overtake his mind. Could it be, he wasn’t satisfying you enough? You’ve become aware of other men? You were conversing with other men, interested in them? Now that just simply won’t do, Malleus will have to fix that immediately!

And by immediately, he means ripping your clothes off and fucking you on the spot. It doesn’t matter if you’re in another��s home, another palace, another kingdom. It doesn’t matter if you’re in a public space, if you’re in the middle of a busy street window shopping, in the showroom of a boutique getting fitted, in the middle of attending a ball— they’re irrelevant when Malleus needs to show you how satisfactory he is as a partner!

No one else will treat you like this, he reassures darkly, pinching and rubbing your aching clit. He won’t let you cum until you say you’re his, until you’re begging for relief even as people murmur at your shameless behavior. No one would dare gossip about Malleus for he was a king but you, you were a random woman he married, his most treasured toy as far as the people knew. And Malleus won’t lift a single finger to dispel the rumors, not if it only drives you further into his reassuring arms.

The double standards of high fae society show increasingly more obvious when it comes to you, their queen in nothing but name. They stare and point at your breasts hanging out, bouncing with each harsh thrust but not at the hand pinching your nipples, whisper and mock your brokenly leaking pussy but not the cocks that fill it with thick, sticky cum until you’re overflowing. The worst part? You’re so naturally slutty that Malleus has trained your body to get aroused from situations like these, you no longer have the choice to pick and choose what arouses your body because Malleus, your dear husband, does that for you already.

There are so many more of Malleus’ rules you could break, things he explicitly forbids but just describing one of them has taken so much time! So just sit back and relax - as his darling queen, there’s not much else you can do when he’s angry. Just let him take you in front of all those people! Let him assert his dominance over you, don’t listen to them, listen to him, he knows what’s best for you.

“Say it,” he growls, pushing you further down into the plush material of the resting couch, digging his sharp nails into your skin. You’re too overwhelmed by pleasure to speak, only able to drool and babble in an attempt, like a dumb bitch in heat. Cold air leaves goosebumps on your skin as the ballroom spins, dangerously tilted through your blurred vision. You’re naked, you realize faintly, you’re on your front with your ass lifted up, Malleus filling you up just right, putting you on display like a whore meant to entertain. You’re sure anyone could see the rim of your hole fluttering around his cock - it makes you squirt out a little load of cum, shame and humiliation forcing it out of you but the rest is cut off when Malleus pinches your clit harshly. “Say you’re mine and I’ll forgive you this time, my little darling. I won’t be so lenient the next time.”

On the topic of freedom

Ah, ah, ah, what a touchy subject you bring up. To Malleus, you have all the freedom in the world! You’re allowed to do almost anything you want as long as he’s around - even better if it’s something he takes joy in too. There are still certain limitations to your activities but Malleus thinks he’s given you the most freedom anyone could have. To others, that may not be the case but you should only listen to Malleus anyways, he’s your dear husband so of course you’ll believe him over them!

So what if you eat what Malleus dictates, go where Malleus needs to go, bathe when Malleus decides your nighttime activities are finished? It’s just Malleus being the best husband and looking out for your health! Your meals are all planned down to the smallest detail - you won’t lack in nutrition at all. He’s hired the best nutritionists to come up with your diet. The same goes for the rest of your life: what was wrong with being a good husband?

If you want sweets or snacks outside of your meal plan… you’ll have to convince him yourself but that shouldn’t be hard with the soft spot Malleus has for your teary eyes and trembling pout. He can’t resist kissing it away as he caves and lets you eat your sweets. It comes with a price, as all things do, but it’s not anything difficult. Just kneel and open your mouth, yes that’s a good girl, open your mouth and suck on the tip- oh dear he may have gotten a bit impatient but you can take it, right? Your mouth was trained to take in his entire length - don’t worry about the other one, he’ll slap it across your face and paint your face white when he cums. Isn’t he so generous? You get both a nice shot of cum down your throat and dessert!

If you want to go somewhere, you’ll have to account for Malleus’ exceptionally busy schedule. You can’t go without him! What kind of silly solution was that? Didn’t you promise to never leave him behind? Just sit with him through his boring council meetings and paperwork - it’s guaranteed to be less boring if you’re there to sit on his lap. He’ll make it up to you later when his schedule has freed up some time so don’t even think of going out behind his back! He’ll be so upset he may just leave you on edge, tied up for the rest of the night, plugged up with vibrators, in a precarious position waiting to be discovered. It’s all within his rights as your husband, of course.

If you ever decide that you’re not in the mood for some loving from your dragon… don’t. Malleus wants to love you every night, wants you to feel how passionately in love with you he is. Why are you declining him? Are you rejecting his love? The term ‘not in the mood’ isn’t in Malleus’ word bank, he won’t listen to any of your explanations - only try to prove himself right by arousing you with his tongue, fingers, kisses. You can’t stop yourself from getting wet when Malleus knows your body so well, has trained your body to react to the slightest provocation. ‘Not in the mood’ doesn’t exist for you physically anymore so you’ll have to fix that mentality of yours before Malleus does so for you… or maybe you’re actually looking forward to being fucked silly by your dragon prince? That’s okay, Malleus is more than happy to help.

[scaramouche-bully]

Hello! Can I request an Overstimulation one with Zhongli,Kaeya,Venti and a bottom reader? Gender neutral or female! If you do this,thank you!

— ☆ Overstimulation headcanons

Includes: Kaeya and Venti. 

[ Sub ] Gender-neutral reader

Contains: Overstimulation, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, humiliation, temperature play, orgasm denial/delay + degradation.

— ☆ Overstimulation headcanons - Xiao, Childe, and Scaramouche 🐏 [ GN ]  

— ☆ Overstimulation headcanons - Ningguang and Zhongli 🐑 [ GN ]  

[ masterlist ]

I’ve already written overstimulation hcs for Zhongli that I have linked above. But I wouldn't mind writing extra parts. However, I'd like to stick to two characters but feel free to request doubles. Also, thank you for all your lovely prompts/asks. I'd like to post daily so I have them saved for in-between days when I'm writing longer fics.

— ☆ Kaeya

While Kaeya likes pulling you to a barely concealed corner and fucking your brains out, he loves taking his sweet time to see just how many times he can get you to orgasm.

At this point, he knows your body better than you but he loves seeing what other places make you squirm. Using his cryo vision to the fullest as he moves his frozen fingertips over your skin.

He's barely touching your back but you're already arching away from him has him chuckling. Seeing your cute face look over your shoulder with teary eyes as you beg him to stop. You're so sensitive and he hasn't properly touched you once since you both started.

That comment irritates him a bit that he makes his fingers even colder before shoving them between your thighs and abusing your sensitive spots. Even as your wailing and cumming on his fingers, he doesn't stop.

You can't help the strangled whine that escapes from your throat as you sink further into the mattress as you orgasm again. You're desperately clawing at his wrist, trying to get Kaeya to stop, but your strength has left your body. Kaeya seems unbothered from your cries but the cruel gaze he has on says otherwise.

“Ah--ah, nno… Kae- s-stop…too much!!" you gasp as you cum once again on his fingers. Your body keeps heating up but the cold press of his fingers inside you has your body spasming. His fingers are knuckles deep now and mercilessly jerking in and out. You swear you can feel your mind melting with each thrust.

"Come on now, you were so desperate for it. Go on then, cum," Kaeya commands as he watches your hole simultaneously try and force his fingers out and suck them in at the same time. Maybe he is a bad guy, palming his cock to your crying and slutty face.

"I can't-" another sob breaks free as you attempt to push him away. It was too much. You've lost count of how many times he's made you cum just on his fingers alone but you think you might pass out if he makes you cum again. Kaeya tilts his head with an amused smirk as he finally removes his fingers much to your relief. He softly coos at you as he lifts you up and cradles you in his arms as you cry into his shoulder. Your little hiccups and whines of comfort are so cute to him. He wants to hear more.

"You were begging me to let you cum. Now you're going to be begging me to stop," he whispers in your ear before gripping your wrists in one hand and pinning them above your head as he pushes you back on your back.

"Now be good and scream for me."

— ☆ Venti

Venti loves pushing people's limits. He gets joy of seeing people's flustered or embarrassed faces and you're no different. In fact, you're his favourite and he loves reminding you every day.

He's an insatiable spirit. He knows that being an archon allows him more stamina compared to humans and he uses that ability to the fullest. Even when you've passed out he keeps going, even invading your dreams if he's feeling cheeky.

Whenever he's feeling writer's block for one of his songs, he'll stop by to visit you. Even if you're busy working he'll simply wave your concerns off and tell you to continue whatever you were doing.

You're suspicious of him but continue on even when he's kneeling down and prying your legs apart. Fiddling with the hem of your pants and ignoring your protests as he nestles himself between your thighs.

"Venti!" you squeal, knees buckling as he digs his tongue in you. Your hands dropping what you were holding as your grip onto his hair as he presses his face further. Luckily, being the anemo archon, he manages to catch you with his winds and seat you properly. In any other situation, you might have scolded him for using his archon powers for something like this but with his skillful tongue you end up choking on your words.

"Oh! You're done already? How dirty," Venti laughs as you orgasm on his mouth. Licking his lips and swiping at the leftover cum that's dribbling down his cheek. He can feel your flustered gaze at his actions as he merely grins up at you before diving back in.

“V-Venti-” You can’t even get his whole name out past your lips before your words break down into a wanton moan. You instantly tighten up, almost afraid you might break his tongue, as your toes curl and you suffocate him with your thighs. This only seems to make Venti more riled up as he grips your thighs and works his tongue harder. Somedays Venti wants to give up his archon duties and live between your thighs and hum his songs into you.

“I-it’s too much! Nnoh-- no-- no more,” you shake your head, tears filling your eyes before falling as you blink. One violent suck has your back arching as you try and cover your mouth from the high-pitched scream that spills from your lips. You collapse forward as you try to catch your breath as waves of ecstasy wash over you. You're past the point of trying to look dignified. You hear a bit of shuffling as the warmth of Venti leaves your thighs as he pulls you into a kiss so you can taste yourself. He thinks you look so pretty like that, eyes glossy as you try to catch your breath, just from his tongue. He wants to see more, see how far he can push you this time.

“Sing for me my muse.”

[xxbangchansidedishxx]

Pillow princess Mingi.

Warnings: Smut, forced Feminization, degrading, nipple play, size difference, Bottom Mingi, Top San, name calling, dirty talk, rough sex, creampie, cum eating, pet names, dacryphelia, teasing, butt plugs, cockslut.

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This is just a Drabble I posted to Twitter and decided to post here.

-Twitter: CherryCh4nnie

-Ao3: PuppyBoyChan

“Do you want it hm?”

Mingi Looked up at the elder with glassy eyes and his face blushed.

A soft whimper leaving his lips when San slipped his lubed up cock between his cheeks, letting it rub against his hole making it twitch and clench around nothing.

“I said do you want it princess?”

The rapper burned up at the pet name feeling his cock twitch. He didn’t trust his voice to speak but he couldn’t take the teasing anymore.

Defeated he squeaked out

“P-please Sannie, want it so bad.”

San just chuckled stopping his movements and instead gliding his hands up the youngers buff body to toy with his perked up nipples.

“You have such pretty tits Darling.”

He would tease squeezing the soft muscle and pressing them together to create cleavage.

The boy below him was squirming and protesting.

He shouldn’t be getting so turned on by this, they weren’t tits he was a man.

But the way Sxn was speaking to him and touching him expertly made heat coil up in his stomach even if he was ashamed to admit it.

“You love it really don’t you princess?I bet you could cum just by me playing with your nipples, maybe next time we can dress you up in a pretty bralette and I can fuck your pretty tits hm?

Would you like that ?”

The thought made Mingi Whimper out loud and his body arched.

He desperately needed to be fucked.

It was cruel for San to tease him like this really but can you blame him?

The sight of the tall buff man falling apart for him was mouth watering.

The way his face flushed, messy hair stuck to his forehead with sweat and plump pink lips hung open as he let out the most sinful deep moans and occasionally whimpers.

The way his body squirmed with need and tears started to fall down his cheeks as he begged and begged to be filled up.

“S-Sannie please I nngh need it s-so bad.”

His voice came out as a desperate plead.

He’d been so good really, so who was San to deny him?

He’d push his cock into the rappers hole agonisingly slowly, feeling the tight warmth suck him in he’d growl low in his throat.

They looked a sight with Mingi’s long legs thrown over the shorter mans shoulders as veiny hands were tightly gripping his waist, definitely enough to bruise to hold him in place.

San would begin to thrust rough and deep, making Mingi Cry out.

He sounded positively wrecked.

Debauched moans and sobs leaving his lips with every thrust.

“Doing so good for me hm? God it was like you were made to take my cock. My perfect little fuck toy. I wonder what people would say if they saw you completely ruined for me?”

San’s voice was low and the lewd words dripped off his tongue.

“Mmh am your good boy S-Sannie, f-fuck feels so good.”

Encouraged, San picked up his pace, now wrapping one hand around the others red leaking cock and jacking him off fast making his back arch and causing him to yell out.

“You’ve got such a huge cock it’s pathetic you could never fucking use it.

I bet you wouldn’t even be able to fuck me if you tried.

Instead you’ll have to make do with me filling you up.

You love having your slutty hole stuffed so much don’t you princess? Bet you never want it to end.”

The dirty words were the last straw for Mingi,with a broken moan his body convulsed as he shot ribbons of cum all over his abs.

Still thrusting into him San would collect some of the cum on his fingers, bringing them up to the panting overstimulated boys soft lips and rubbing them making them all messy before demanding him to suck.

He’d swirl his tongue around the digits, lapping his cum up like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

The image was so sinful that with a final thrust San would cum deep inside him, slowly thrusting a few more times to fuck his cum back into him before slipping his cock out, the rapper whimpering at the empty feeling.

“S-Sannie.” He’d pant

“Wanna keep your cum inside.”

God this boy was going to be the death of him.

San would reach in the bedroom draw for

Mingi’s blue jewel plug, rubbing it on his rim teasingly before stuffing it in his hole before any more of his cum leaked out.

The boy would sigh contently, holding his arms out gesturing for San to come and lay his head on his pillowy chest to which the blonde happily complied.

Although they were both sticky and sweaty they were content.

“You did so well for me darling.”

San would say, his voice soft as he props himself up to place a gentle kiss to the others lips, the salty taste of cum still present making his head slightly dizzy.

He’d place his head back on Mingis chest snuggling closer to him, wrapped in his embrace.

With heavy eyes and sleep taking over his body the younger would breathe out a slurred

“Thank you Sannie”

Before the two drifted to sleep.

[goldentsum]

━ pretty submissives pt. 2

CHARACTERS: tsukishima kei, kageyama tobio, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsurou

WARNINGS: smut, 18+ content, sub! males, dom! reader, bdsm, sex toys, whiny subs, bratty subs, bondage, oral sex, handjobs, ass play (male), pet play, age play, mistress kink, mommy kink, guided masturbation, voyeurism

AUTHOR’S NOTE: lol tis filthyyy <3 i am hiding my pain away with smut stfu- dont @ me wanting to cry but wrote porn instead- unedited bleggh

part 1 - miya twins, sakusa, suna

— tsukishima ♡

�� this brat likes testing your patience! tsukki may go subby but he won’t go down without a fight. that way it hurts his pride less-- 

• one time, he really tried to take back some dominance from you but you started degrading him and smacking his face.. he came in less than a minute.

• and that’s how you both knew tsukki was a masochist 

• put him back in his place and humiliate him! it may hurt his pride but the hard on between his legs says that he likes it--

• seeing the tall and prideful man on all fours with a tight leash on his neck and a mussel to stop that snarky mouth of his is feeding dangerously on your dom side

• tsukki would try and degrade you but when you snap back, he’ll get teary-- baby would try to serve some sadist type of shit on you but if you do the same to him, he’ll cry

• play and bite his lips until its all raw and red, he likes it. though, he’ll complain about it afterwards as if he wasn’t moaning like a whore just earlier. 

you smirked at the weak glare the man sent you. tsukishima was sitting on his legs, hands neatly on his lap. the strong act he tried to maintain before was going down hill and it was amusing. you snickered and you caressed his aching cock with your feet making him gasp and kneel over but you tugged on the leash, almost sending him on all fours. 

“didn’t i told you to keep your eyes on me, whore” you growled, a teasing smirk on your red lips. oh how tsukishima wants to wipe that arrogant smirk off your lips. he furrowed his brows and went back to his previous spot with small pants escaping him. 

you noticed the way he pursed his lips and tugged on the leash again, choking the man before you, “you have something to say to me, puppy?” 

tsukishima bit his tongue at that and shook his head, though he was beyond pissed at your prideful and arrogant play, he can’t really deny the arousal that was slowly beading on his cock. 

your smirk fell and you gripped his chin, “use your words. do you not want to talk? do i have to get your mussel, pup?” 

tsukishima’s breath hitched at the mention of the damn mussel, his cock twitching against his stomach. “n-no, mistress..” 

you hummed in satisfaction and leaned back a bit, admiring his nude body on display just for you. you licked your lips when his long cock caught your eye, the head was red and leaking with precum already even though you barely touched him. 

“you like this, tsukki?~ look at how hard you are” you teased, pulling the leash once again as the tall man was forced into your arms. tsukishima yelped and tried to steady himself by supporting himself on your arms. 

you sneaked a hand between his legs, caressing his cock. the blond closed his eyes tightly, gasping against your chest as you played with his body. 

stroking his cock with an amused smirk, you tipped his chin towards you. your darkened eyes stared into embarrassed and teary golden orbs. you squeezed his length, coating his dick with the precum that leaked out. tsukishima moaned and tried to close his eyes again but you weren’t having none of that. 

you halted your actions on his cock and slapped him lightly on his cheek, gentle enough to not hurt as much but strong enough to get him to pay attention to you. “none of that, pup. look at me. look at how your slutty body gets off with such dirty acts~” 

— kageyama ♡

• he’s a little :>>

• kageyama has an oral fixation, he likes using his mouth whether that’s on your fingers, nipples, or your clit-

• if you have a nipple piercing, baby boy would be in complete awe! he thinks it looks super good! or even if you wear rings! he likes the feeling of the metal on his tongue. 

• pretty boy looks good when he sucks on your fingers, that slick tongue swirling around your digits, coating them with thick spit. he gets super red and needy while he does it too! he looks at you with half lidded eyes, moaning around your fingers. 

• baby doesn’t even know his cock is getting hard while he plays with your fingers.

• please take care of him </3 he gets super anxious if you don’t say anything, kageyama feels like he did something wrong so reassure this baby!

• buy him toys and stuffies! it makes him really happy and shy~ <3 

• also not @ that one time where you caught him humping one of his teddy bears-- 

“now what do we have here?~” your voice cut through kageyama’s series of needy moans making him yelp and stop his constant humping. his ears turned red at the fact that you caught him doing such impure act. 

“m-mommy--” he sniffled, tears welling up on his pretty blue eyes. kageyama turned to you, a pout on his lips. he didn’t want you to think you weren’t taking good care of him cus you are! he was just feeling so needy today and you had to go to work. 

kageyama really tried to control his urges but the more he tried to ignore it, the more it intensifies as every shift of his hips made him more sensitive. 

you shook your head playfully at that and closed the bedroom behind you, stalking slowly towards the trembling man. he slumped on the stuffie and tried to reason but he was just babbling incoherent words. you hummed at his chattering and run a hand through his hair, wiping the sweat on his forehead. 

“is my baby feeling needy?” you cooed, you bit your lips at the beautiful sight. your boyfriend is so fucking beautiful. cheeks all red, eyes teary with tears of frustration of not getting to cum and sensitivity. your hand lowered down to his cheek, stroking the warm skin. 

your eyes darkened when your fingers trailed down to his lips and instinctively, kageyama opened his mouth, already licking the tip of your fingers. the dark-haired male whined around your digits when you started playing with his tongue, thrusting it in his mouth. 

“words, baby boy” kageyama’s eyes rolled back at your tone, moaning loudly. he opened his eyes and looked straight at you, lips trembling around your fingers. 

“p-pwease helph meh, mwommy” he babbled, slurring his words as he still tried to lick your digits.

“atta boy~ don’t worry, mommy will help you cum~” you cooed, removing your fingers out of his mouth and trailed down his stomach, feeling the flexing muscles, then towards his aching cock. you coated his length with his spit, thumbing the swollen tip. 

kageyama gasped and his hips moved at the sudden contact. you smirked down at him slightly as he held your wrist, though not really stopping you just something to ground him. “let’s hear those pretty moans, baby boy~” 

— oikawa ♡

• a wholeass confident sub. he knows he’s a good sub and he takes pride on that

• you can’t even reprimand him cus he follows your rules to the t. so headpats and cuddles for tooru pls <3

• though he follows your rules, oikawa doesn’t really pay attention to his body and it’s limits. all he knows is that he wants to make you proud and feel good. 

• so please take the time to appreciate his body, praise him. yes, he gets compliments all the time but when it’s coming from you and in that moment? it just feels so intimate that he’ll cry.

• kiss his skin, caress his body. make him feel loved and he’s all yours. <3 

• when he gets too into the play, he really forgets everything else but you. so what better way to stop and slow down than make him show you how he pleasure himself <3

• tooru doesn’t really masturbate all that much so he’s a little clumsy so guide him through it <3 HE GETS REALLY SHY TOO

• when you stare at him like that, admiring his body, praising him, telling him how much of a good boy he is, how beautiful he is? oikawa’s offering you his heart pls take care of it :((

you smiled at oikawa, his breath ragged with every slow stroke he does as he massaged his cock. your eyes trailed up and down his body, admiring the way he arch his back and the way his thighs trembles. 

“slowly, baby~ you don’t wanna ruin your orgasm now do you?” you said, leaning back on your legs on the mattress, getting a good view of his cock and his stroking. 

oikawa whined, eyebrows furrowed. the slow build-up once again was making him impatient and it was getting to him. he wants to cum so bad, you denied him a couple of his orgasms already. he hic-ed, feeling his tears trail down his red cheeks. 

you cooed at the sight and leaned closer to him, hovering above him. oikawa gasped at the slight contact of your clothed body on his heated skin. he removed his hands away from his cock and wrapped his arms around you. 

letting a hand caress his cheek, wiping the tear away. you let out soft praises on his forehead, kissing it several times as you do so. oikawa sniffled, biting his lips as he savor your affection. he was always a sucker for it, always the soft boy with a big heart 

“p-please... i want to cum” oikawa whispered, lips quivering as he wet it with his tongue. he gasped when he felt your hands on his cock. you grinned at him then went back to your previous position between his legs. 

you blew air into his cock making the man whimper on the bed, writhing around trying to make you move. you snickered at the pout he sent your way. 

“such a pretty baby, you are tooru~” you complimented and before he can say anything, you took him in your mouth in one go. oikawa choked on air at the feeling of your warm and wet mouth around his sensitive cock. 

oikawa moaned when you swiped your tongue on the red tip, swallowing his length as you bob your head. 

he gripped the blankets beneath him, eyes rolling back. you removed your mouth off him, jerking his length. “wanna cum, baby?” 

he sobbed and nodded his head frantically, feeling the band on his lower stomach threatening to snap once again as he pray that you would let him cum this time. “p-please! i want to cum! need it! it hurts!” he cried

you grinned and took him into your mouth again, moving faster. the pretty male gasped and his hips started jerking making you gag on his length. his eyes rolled back to his skull at the feeling of your throat tightening around him, his mouth wide open as he released several loud moans. 

you sneaked a hand to his balls, massaging it. your tongue traced the prominent vein on his cock and oikawa keened at that and came with a loud broken moan. you hummed in satisfaction and continued to bob your head, your hand jerking the rest of his cock. 

you lapped at the thick cum he released, slurping it up as he shivered and sobbed at the sensitivity. “t-thank you.... thank y-you” 

— kuroo ♡

• okay some of you may think he’s all dom and won’t sub but you’re forgetting something... he’s a simp. he would do anything for you! also, kuroo thrives for your attention!

•  he loves hard shit! i know it! bdsm, toys, bondage? perfecttt!! <3 

• kuroo tried pegging once and now he’s addicted! fuck his ass while you degrade him is his go to to de-stress 

• make him cum several times until he can’t feel his cock anymore. he loves the pain it brings. the sting. the sensitivity. 

• also because of the fact he screams and cries.. so his voice goes all raspy and his throat is scratchy

• choke him. collar him. he will propose to you <3 KSKSKS

• but after all that bdsm shit, please take care of his tired body. aftercare is a must for this baby or he’ll be so detached after. kiss his bruises. kiss his swollen and red lips. mutter sweet nothings to him. tell him how much you love him and he’ll sleep with a tired but soft smile on his face

“yes... yes, moreee. m-moree” kuroo chanted against your pussy, eating you out like a starved man. he groaned against your wet cunt, tongue swiping at your slit as he tasted you. his hands were on your thighs, pushing them together so he can feel your thick thighs against his face. 

he gripped your thighs, moaning like a bitch in heat. he slurped at your essence, eyes rolling back at your taste. his hips moving unconsciously. you moaned, caressing his hair, as you looked down at his fucked out expression with a smirk. 

“such a dirty boy~” you snickered when kuroo moaned lewdly at your words, his eyes rolling back to his head as his mouth worked on your cunt faster. he wiggled his tongue inside you, licking your gummy walls. 

“ahh.. fuck, tetsu” you moaned softly which only urged him to work on your pussy harder. you chuckled breathlessly at his eagerness as you turned your head a bit. you looked at his twitching cock. 

you put the cock ring earlier but the man was still leaking precum everywhere. his cock was so beautiful. thick and long, the tip red and swollen. you grinned and moved away from tetsu’s mouth. 

you heard the man whined at the lost of contact. you faced toward his shaking thighs and sat on his stomach as you turned your head back to look at him. god, he looks so pretty~ 

kuroo was panting, chest heaving heavily. his lower face was covered with your wetness as he constantly licked his lips. his eyes blown wide with lust. 

you smirked at him and touched his cock, snickering when the touch made him whimpered as he arched on the bed. paying no mind to his senseless babbling, you lowered yourself to his cock, using his trembling thighs to support yourself.

kuroo’s eyes rolled back to his head at the way your wet and gummy wall clung to his sensitive length and it was enough to make him cum but the cock ring was preventing him from doing so. 

he looked at you with teary eyes, eyebrows furrowed. you smirked and then face forward to reached for the dildo beside you, slowly inserting it into his prepped ass which earned you a husky groan. “make me cum and i’ll think about it if you deserve to cum as well~” you cooed.

kuroo cried when you started moving, your pussy clenching tightly around his dick, while your hands thrust the thick dildo in his ass, prodding his prostate. his hands flew to your hips, his half-lidded eyes watching your ass bounce in front of him, “f-fuck!” 

[muns0nslov3r]

please my slutty holes til i see stars 

this is gunna be a crazy one so buckle up angel.

warning : anal, anal play, spit kink, daddy kink, humiliation kink, dom!mean!steve, sub!eddie, rough, pain kink, gagging, choking, pet names ( angel, baby, pathetic whore, slut, useless, loser, perverted.), slight foot fetish.

—————————🔞💗———————-

eddie was strapped onto the bed, completely fucked out. cock aching, twitching, leaking, there was a puddle of cum on Eddie’s stomach, Steve looked at eddie reading through his journal reading every dirty thing in his journal about Steve. 

His foot rubbing against Eddie’s sensitive veiny cock. making him whine. “ i wish i could give Steve a blowie. Watching his sexy face covered with my cum” Steve said loudly as Eddie arched his back letting a tear roll down. 

“ your so useless your actually getting off to me stepping on your stupid cock? Jesus your such a perverted loser.” Steve slapped Eddie’s thigh pressing more down on the twitching cock. 

making him let out a whiney high pitched whine. “Let’s continue shall we?” Steve smirked biting his bottom lip as he flipped through the pages “ i want Steve just to ruin me until i see stars and cannot wait or see anything, i want him to do the worse to me”

 Steve lifted his foot from Eddie’s cock slapping it with his foot as another whiney groan left his mouth. “ god your noises are so pathetic, i should take some pictures of you looking pathetic and show everyone of your friends” he whispered in the boys ear making his eyes widen.

“ please d-don’t..” eddie sobbed at the loss of friction. “to fucking bad” Steve said slapping the boys face hard grabbing the camera pointing to him “say cheese whore” he said in a singing tone as Eddie looked away embarrassed.

“ you fucking wanted this look at the damn camera!!” he yelled harshly pulling his hair to make Eddie face the camera tears forming in his deep brown eyes.

“ that’s a good slut” he whispered taking pictures of him, watching his face flush after every click of the camera. tears spilling onto the boy’s hair and pillow “don’t cry you don’t have a reason to be crying”

little hiccups left Eddie’s mouth making Steve get a bit worried “ you okay angel?” Steve went by Eddie’s face as he nodded “ im f-fine” he sniffed smiling slightly “do you want to stop?” “ n-no it’s fine baby.” eddie kissed Steve’s cheek

“ if you want to stop let me know remember your safe word?” “Mhm.” eddie nodded “say it angel” steve rubbed his cheek wiping the tears away “purple” he smiled “good boy your doing so good” 

eddie blushed slightly kissing his cheek once more feeling Steve’s hand grasp his hair pulling his hair. he thought it was so sexy how he could change from such a sweetheart to such a controlling asshole. Which made him so flustered.

a whiney moan left his mouth bucking his hips up to feel friction as Steve’s hand grabbed it harshly giving it little squeezes. Making him let out a choked moan that didn’t even sound human. “ your such a pathetic whore.” he slapped the boys face again.

“f-fuck me..” he whined against his neck biting it hard making Steve pull his head away “ not if your going to act like a bitch” he said pushing his head down hard tears forming once again in Eddie’s eyes.

“ m’sorry! please fuck my aching hole please.!” he cried thrusting into Steve’s fist breathing heavily. 

“ pleaseeee!! i need your cock.” he arched his back groaning. Steve grabbed onto his neck gripping it so painfully hard, he could see stars “your so pathetic and needy” he laughed grabbing the camera once again taking a picture of him by Eddie’s face as he choked him silly. “Awh it’s not good enough” 

Steve whined taking another. and another. eddie could feel himself get lightheaded trying to pull Steve’s hand away struggling to breath as he took his hand off the boys neck making him gasp for air coughing.

Steve laughed at the sight going to his ankles untying them as he pulled his legs up getting onto the bed that had condoms and lube next to him. Steve kissed the red leaky tip making it twitch as  Eddie sighed slightly.

he spat on the metalheads cock licking it up and spitting on it again. Slapping it over and over, almost sending eddie over the edge.

“ You want me to fuck you silly slut?”  he whispered against his cock kissing it “yes please! fuck me daddy i need it so bad..” he whined bucking his pathetic hips. making harrington stare at his cock blowing cold air on it to hear eddies shivers.

he licked the tip grabbing a condom opening it with his teeth. eddie and him locking eye contact, sliding the lubed up cover on his shaft sighing at the touch on his strained cock.

he grabbed the lube lubing his cock putting it down as he slid into eddie making him cry out, hearing this made Steve hum in satisfaction.

 his hips snapping against Eddie’s skin so hard it’s painful, his balls slapping against the plump flesh of Eddie’s ass, the room filled with pathetic moans and wet noises from the lube in eddies hole.

his cock in pain the tip was almost blood red from the frustration from it not getting any friction or feeling to it. The mushroom  head still leaking. maybe he could cum hands free, he thought about the most dirtiest things and watching Steve’s pretty face, his hips, his chest moving up and down from his heavy breathing.

the sight was painful as eddie did end up cumming without touching his shaft making him let out the most sluttiest noise ever. Almost making Steve cum but he held back breathing heavily again watching the cum cover the softened cock. Tilting his head back gripping onto Eddie’s thighs so hard it could leave bruises. 

he was so close it was painful as one last thrust he couldn’t hold back making him let out a moan as he came so much. his cock twitching inside eddie

he slowly pulled out as Eddie winced arching his back.

Steve took care of the condom cleaning up Eddie uncuffing him holding him close “ you did so good. I’m so proud of you” he whispered kissing the boy on the lips nonstop.  he held onto Steve right his hole sore mainly his whole body is sore. Steve kissed his cheek that he slapped feeling bad.

they got dressed in some comfortable clothes cuddling as they watched tv just kissing eachother.

[fang-natic]

hide and seek

<omega!tsukishima x top!m reader>

author's notes: i jacked off, did some algebra, and then speedran this in three hours or something. i have two exams to prepare for. what am i doing

cw: noncon, a/b/o dynamics, locker room, semi-public, breeding, creampie, knotting, humiliation, light bondage, plugging, virginity loss, degradation, biting, mentions of blackmail at the end

He tried so hard to hide it. Took on this superior, know-it-all sporty persona and limited how many people he really talked to, but you could tell the moment you laid eyes on him. Even despite how he acted, you could tell he wasn't anything like the proud beta he claimed to be.

Maybe that's why you wanted him. You don't usually care, you're popular enough that you could have any omega you wanted, but the fact that he bothered hiding it made him desirable. That's why you corner him in the locker room one day, slamming him against the metal and kissing him before he knew what was happening, and by the time he realized you were already ripping away his shorts and boxers.

"Y/N-!" He grunts, struggling against you as you grab his small cock, tugging on it ruthlessly as he fights back a groan. "W-what are you-"

"You really thought you could hide it from me, didn't you? Tsukishima-chan," You growl, twisting your hand and making him cry out. "You're not as clever as you think, omega."

His face pales, anger and confusion getting replaced by fear in a split second. "I don't know what you're talking a-ah!" He tries to play it off, but you press a finger against his hole and he gasps, back arching. He's tight, as expected of a virgin, but he's already wet - no surprise, given how roughly you're handling him, and your pheromones that no doubt must be working against whatever suppressors he'd been using. You laugh, and press a little harder, and that little bit of pressure is all it takes for your finger to breech him. His walls clamp down on your digit, practically sucking you in, and if that wasn't just more evidence to the secret, slutty omega that he was, you didn't know what was.

The hands clawing at your shoulders aren't so much there to push you away anymore, as they are to help keep him propped up as his legs threaten to give away, leaning against the lockers with eyes closed and filthy sounds escaping his mouth. You lift up one of his thighs to give yourself more access, and thrust into him with two fingers, scissoring slowly so he can feel every inch of the stretch, can hear his own slick squelching with every slow push. Two fingers wouldn't be nearly enough to prep him, but you always liked it tight. As you press up against his prostate, his back arches, and he moans wantonly into the thankfully empty locker room.

His eyes shoot open when he hears his own whorish voice echoed back at him, and he slaps a hand over his mouth. Just as quickly, you grab his wrist and wrench it away, claiming his mouth in a rough kiss and biting his lip bloody, licking the metallic taste off of his tongue.

"Don't hold back, Tsukishima-chan," You croon as you pull away, a string of saliva still connecting to his mouth, as he blinks dumbly. "You should show off how much of a slutty omega you are. It's the least you can do after lying to everyone, isn't it?"

"M'not an omega." he insists, voice trembling.

You roll your eyes. "Yeah, right. And this little pussy isn't aching to get bred." You punctuate that sentence with a sharp press, digging into his prostate, and he actually squeals, knocking his head against the metal as you rub relentlessly at that little bundle of nerves, his tiny cock sticking straight up and leaking. You laugh, and pull your hand out in one sharp movement, before grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and dragging it up over his head, wrapping it around his wrists to keep them tied behind his back.

You turn him over, pressing his bare chest and face against the cool metal and making him yelp, gripping him by the bindings around his wrists. They're not very tight, and he could break free if he tried, but he's surprisingly pliant to your touch, and his back is flushed so prettily. His legs are weak, so you have to help prop him up with one hand on his hip.

"Still think you're not an omega?" You whisper right in his ear as you pull out your cock and line it up against his slick hole. You don't bother giving him time to reply as you force yourself in, with one powerful push. It's not easy, because you definitely didn't prepare him enough, and it's tight enough to almost hurt. But the sight of his face, his mouth dropping open in a gasp, tensing up and then going limp with pain even as his dick stayed erect, was enough to have you setting a ruthless pace. Each deep thrust slams against his prostate, rattling the metal lockers, making his eyes roll up; he couldn't even moan, and judging by the way his breathing was stuttered and erratic, you could guess that you were basically fucking the breath out of him.

"Nn-no-sto-" He manages, and you laugh and reposition your grip on his hips, driving deeper. "Hurts-"

"Don't lie to me," You snap, landing a sharp slap against his ass, and he cries out. "Look at you. You're taking me so perfectly, your tight hole is practically begging to get bred. It's practically milking me." His pale skin somehow gets even redder with your words. "You should thank me for breeding your dirty pussy. Go on, say 'thank you'."

He sinks his teeth in his bottom lip in resolute refusal. What a stubborn brat. With a growl, you land another slap against his other cheek, turning it bright red, and his shoulders actually shake with a sob, though you can feel his ass tighten up at the same time. "Well? Tsuki-chan? I can't hear you. I won't let you cum until you do." To make your point, you reach around and pinch the base of his cock, still dripping pathetically against his stomach. "Say 'Y/N-senpai, thank you for breeding my dirty pussy.' If you're so smart, you should be able to say that, shouldn't you?"

He's tearing up behind his glasses, struggling to focus on you. "Puh-please," He stammers, "I-I won't tell anyone, just-"

You click your tongue. "That's not what I told you to say," You tut, and you pull out, sitting down heavily on the bench. You drag Tsukishima down with you, positioning him so he's facing you, cupping his cheeks, and holding him over your waiting cock. "Did I already fuck the brains out of you? Last chance before I tie you up and leave you here for everyone else to find. I don't waste time with disobedient omegas like you."

He shakes in your grip, and you can tell he's having a hard time deciding what to do. Between knowing that he shouldn't be wanting this, that this should be his nightmare scenario, and the fact that he was finally allowing his omega side be satisfied for once, all those brilliant cogs in his head was burning out in a thick haze of arousal. His hips twitch downwards, his body betraying him, and tears finally spill out of his eyes.

"Th-thank you, Y/N-s-senpai," He stutters out. "For b-breeding my dirty pussy."

You smirk, and drag him down. From this position, you're able to fuck him deeper than ever, and his head shoots back in a wail as you bottom out. "That's a good boy." You wrap your arms around his waist and fuck up into him, pulling him down at the same time. His legs lock around your own waist, pulling him closer to you, and he's moaning without restraint now, fully given in to instincts and the sensation of being fucked. From this angle, you can bite marks into his collarbone and chest, and pull his nipples between your teeth, making him moan louder, drool spilling out the corner of his mouth.

When you finally cum inside him, it's enough to send him over the edge too, the sensation of hot seed filling him enough to his cock spurt over his bare stomach. He practically passes out against your chest, face nestled against your shoulder as you pull the t-shirt off of his arms, using it to wipe up the mess he left on his abdomen.

You lay him out on his back on the bench, spreading his legs apart to show off his hole, flushed and almost leaking your cum onto the wood. You chuckle, whipping out your phone to snap a few pictures of the pretty sight, before pulling a silver plug from your pocket and shoving it into his hole. You're tempted to leave him here like this, for all his teammates to find, but the whole point of blackmail was ensuring that you had all the cards to yourself first. You settle for grabbing a spare pair of shorts from your duffle and sliding them on him, before draping the soiled t-shirt over his torso.

You reach up and swipe a thumb at the corner of his eyes, beneath his glasses, clearing away the tears before you go.

[seita]

— haikyuu squirting.

includes: kuroo, kenma, yaku, bokuto, akaashi, + konoha.

p a r t   t h r e e ;;

⤸ last: two ⤿ next: four (coming soon!)

-ˋˏ nekoma ˎˊ-

— tetsurou kuroo.

≻ making you squirt is one of his all time favorite things tbh.

≻ he makes you squirt every chance he gets

≻ he loves how hard you cum, the way you tremble and the way your eyes roll back in your head

≻ it fills him with a sense of power and euphoria

≻ he’s simply a man who lives for your pleasure

+

he can’t fight the grin on his face as he watches the way your head falls forward, burying your face in your pillow. you can’t hold yourself up on your hands properly.

he doesn’t mind, he prefers this position more anyway. he grips your hips, angling them a bit to make it easier for him to his that sweet spot deep inside you.

“t-tetsu!” you sob, muffled by the pillow you’re crying into.

“what is it, baby? my cock too much for you?” he coos, “you gonna cum for me?”

you nod, lifting your head up to gasp when he reaches beneath you to circle your sensitive little clit. the bud had been completely neglected and feeling his rough fingers circling had you squealing, “please, i’m so close!!”

“oh yeah?” he grunts, “you gonna make a mess for me like i want, baby?”

you nod, your nails digging into the pillow case until the fabric creaks in protests. your mouth falls open but no sound breaks free as you dangle so precariously over that intense edge, ready to fall.

it builds and builds until you’re trembling and waiting for the coil to snap.

when it did, you choked on a sob and fell forward, only being supported by your boyfriends grip. he grunts as you gush around his cock and hand, soaking your thighs, his fingers, and the bed beneath you.

laughing, he pats your clit, forcing a few more squirts of your cum out before he backs off and lets you breathe, “that’s a good girl. givin’ me just what i want.”

— kenma kozume.

≻ honestly makes you squirt by accident 99% of the time

≻ it’s not that he doesn’t like when you do it

≻ he just doesn’t really like the mess

≻ but if you do squirt

≻ it’s fine

≻ no big deal

≻ he just carries on as usual. he’ll deal with the mess later

≻ all he cares about rn is making you cum again and again

+

“k-ken wait!” you suddenly cry out, making him frown.

he slows his movements, still holding onto your hips, “what?”

“i-i’m gonna make a mess...” you bashfully admit, covering your face with your hands.

he rolls his eyes, resuming his harsh thrusts. you squeal, grabbing onto the blankets beneath you, “k-ken! i-if you don’t s-stop i’ll--”

“squirt?” he scoffs, eyes locked onto your cunt, watching the way you cream around him -- coating him in milky white every time he pulls out. you’re close. he can tell. you’re spasming deliciously around him, “go ahead then.”

you shake your head, “b-but the mess!”

“we’ll clean it up later, just cum,” he snaps, bringing his hand between your legs to work your clit, “stop holding back.”

“k-ken!” you cry, wrapping your hand around his wrist.

you stare at him with wide eyes, your mouth falling open as you dangle enticingly over the edge. it’s so close. your whole body is tense. it’s building...and building...and building.

until you finally explode with a breathless cry of his name.

you gush at first, your cum dripping down his balls before your squirt, drenching his cock and abdomen as he fucks you through your orgasm. your back is arched and you crying out sweet love confessions as you cum nice and hard for him.

— morisuke yaku.

≻ another one who loves to make you squirt

≻ but.......it’s usually a punishment

≻ you look so cute when you get embarrassed

≻ the way you cover your face shyly after he holds up his dripping hand for you to see ≻ makes you watch him lick his fingers clean of your cum

≻ he rlly only does it if you’ve been a brat or done something to tick him off

≻ so if u want to squirt, just send him some nudes while he’s work or smthn

+

“you think you’re cute, don’t you?” he snarls, giving your sensitive cunt a sharp slap, making you cry out in shock. it leaves a buzzing sensation in your clit that ran all the way down to your toes, “sending me pictures of your slutty little cunt while i’m in a meeting?”

“i-i’m sorry!” you gasp, eyes rolling back when he stuffs three fingers unforgivably into your pussy, giving you a sudden, burning stretch that had you panting, “i-i just needed you so...bad!”

he scoffs, angling his fingers upwards, pummeling that tender little spot in your upper wall, “oh yeah? if you’re really sorry then you’ll make a pretty mess all over my hand. then maybe i’ll forgive you and you can have my cock.”

you nod, squealing when he uses his other hand to thumb at your swollen clit, making your thighs tremble, “fuck! mori! ‘m gonna cum!”

he doesn’t say anything, just grins. his eyes are fixzated on your cunt, watching the way your hole swallows his fingers desperately. it’s almost as good a sight as watching you stretch to take his cock.

the thought of you being stuffed full of his cock has him throbbing in his shorts, “cum. right now. make a mess all over me or you get nothing.”

the threat is enough to send you over the edge, mouth falling open as you cry out his name. he groans through your orgasm, watching the way your juices splatter all the way up his forearm.

“messy girl!” he laughs, pulling his fingers out. he continues to play with your clit, encouraging a few more gushes of cum from your spasming little cunt, “i guess you deserve a reward for that, huh?”

-ˋˏ fukurodani ˎˊ-

— koutarou bokuto.

≻ makes you squirt constantly

≻ but not by choice

≻ he loves it but

≻ tbh he doesn’t actually know how he does it

≻ he just fucks you or fingers you and...you end up gushing around his fingers

≻ who is he to ruin what is such a great thing

+

you love sitting in his lap. he feels so big and strong when he holds you, keeping your legs spread so he can fuck two fingers into your cunt. your head is resting back on his shoulder as he whispers filth in your ear.

he tells you how you’re such a good girl, that you’re so tight around his fingers, you’re absolutely dripping. you’re his filthy baby and he loves you so much. he adores to make you feel good, how he wants you to cum.

your eyes roll back and cling to his arm, your legs trembling endlessly as you keep them completely spread for him.

“kou,” you pant, your tongue feeling heavy in your mouth as you call out to him.

“i know, puppy,” he whispers, kissing your temple, “i can feel you squeezing. you’re creaming all over my fingers, see?”

you look down and feel your cheeks burn at the mess you’re making on his hand. his cock is impossibly hard and pressing into your back.

“want you to cum for me, puppy,” he coos, hooking his chin over your shoulder to watch your cunt swallow his digits, “go on, give it to me, please?”

who are you to deny him? especially when he angles his fingertips expertly as he grinds his palm against your hard clit.

you spasm in his lap, crying out as you sob and gush all over his hand. he grins, fucking his fingers into you as fast as he can, deft flicks of his wrist that only serve to make you squirt even more until you’re positive there is a puddle on the floor beneath you.

you’re panting and twitching in aftershocks as he pulls out, popping his fingers in his mouth with a groan. your cum is sweet and savory on his tongue as he swallows it down.

he doesn’t know how he does it but he loves when you squirt like that for him.

— keiji akaashi.

≻ only makes you squirt by request

≻ he LOVES when you do

≻ but he never wants to make you squirt if you don’t outright want to

≻ he’s a gentleman after all

≻ sometimes he’ll ask you if it’s okay

≻ other time he waits for you to beg him, in that cute breathy voice if he can make you make a mess

≻ and what’s he gonna do? say no???

≻ as if.

+

you were so sweet, so pretty as you bashfully asking him if he can make you cum extra hard today. he knew what you meant, having learned your little looks and vague requests.

still, he asks, just to watch you squeak in embarrassment and hide your face in his chest if “you want me to make you squirt?”

but you nod, and he feels his cock get hard immediately.

having you on your back, your knees pressed against your cheek as he slowly rocks his cock into your tight little hole is how he loves you. you become a babbling, drooling mess for him so quickly all while gushing and creaming on his cock.

you drip down his balls, already such making a such a mess despite the fact he hasn’t even made you cum yet.

“what’s got you so worked up today?” he inquires, thumbing your clit, making you arch and gasp desperately, “you’re so wet. i’ve barely even done anything.”

you whimper, “i-i’ve been thinking about you all day.”

your confession comes easily and it makes his heart flutter. he smiles, pressing his lips against your calf, “yeah? my sweet girl.”

you keen, biting back a smile that promptly vanishes when he hits your sweet spot. you arch, trembling beneath him.

“y-you’re gonna make me cum!” you announce, “please keiji.”

he nods, finally speeding up his thrusts. he continues to thumb your swollen little bud, watching your cunt eagerly swallow him balls deep as you spasm and clench desperately around him. he works you to your high, teeth clenched.

when you finally fall over the edge, you squirt, forcing his cock from your hole. he rubs your clit with four fingers, forcing out every drop of cum your eager little cunt has to offer him until you reach down and stop him, muttering soft thanks and ‘i love you’s.

— akinori konoha.

≻ another one who loves to make you squirt

≻ some days he can do it some days he can’t

≻ it doesn’t matter if you don’t squirt tho, bc you still cum no worries

≻ he just loves the mess of when you do gush for him

≻ the way your moans change ever so slightly, getting embarrassed as you announce that you’re gonna make a mess for him

≻ truly, he could cum from that alone

+

“work your hips, just like that,” he orders, gripping your hips as he forces you to grind on him exactly how he wants.

you let him, knowing there’s no reason for you to fight him. he’s the one who can make you cum, he knows your body better than you. and you’re proven right when you feel him nail your sweet spot, making your whole body twitch at the stimulation.

you’re not bouncing, it’s a slow grind that stirs his cock against your tender walls. this isn’t about him, he’s working to get you off.

the squeezing of your cunt is enough to stimulate him but not nearly enough to make him cum. perfect.

especially for what he has in mind.

you’ve already caught onto his plan so you let him control your movements. your nails pinch into his bare chest but he doesn’t mind. you’re dripping down his balls, making a mess but he wants an even bigger one.

“c’mon, pretty girl,” he grunts, the way you clench around him at the pet name making his cock throb, “cum for me. i know you want to. go ahead and squirt for me.”

“m-my clit, please, aki,” you beg pathetically.

he grins and finds the hard, neglected little bud with his thumb. a few quick clicks to the button sends you flying over the edge. you push yourself onto your knees, his cock popping free as he continues to thumb your clit, watching as you squirt all over his cock.

he smiles, “i love when you do that.“

he pulls you into his arms and presses his lips against yours, reaching down to stuff his cock back into your oversensitive cunt.

© all content belongs to seita 2020. do not modify or repost.

[angy-mouse]

Mouse I have come with my Jason Todd request, like I said I would. Chubby reader, obvs /lh

Jason being a total asshole when it comes to being a dom, edging and mocking/degrading his chubby princess and just refusing to fuck reader properly. Just because he loves listening to you beg and cry for him. But you're a good sub so he rewards you...eventually. And when he does, it's all overstim just to make sure he makes up for the like hour of orgasm denial.

Pls I need more Jason in my life /hj

-cryptid

I knew you'd come through Duckyyyy!

I hope I've come through as well with this. 1500 words, dumbification and name calling, subtle breeding just how you like it /lh

“Are you crying?”

Of course you were fucking crying. Your clit was throbbing like a racing heartbeat, and your folds felt bruised and sore- even more than that time Jason spanked them. You lost any sense of time an hour into the session, you only knew that was half a dozen blocked orgasms ago. A sob tore itself from your throat as the thick fingers rolling your bud stopped just as you thought you might get to come. Instead, they came up to your cheek, smearing your own slick as he gave you a moderate slap. It stung, but your cheeks were already so red and puffy from crying you’d never see the mark.

“Answer me,” he tsked, grabbing your chin. He shoved his thumb into your mouth, pressing it down on your tongue and using it to pry your mouth open. He laughed as you simply hiccuped, cold and cruel as he used his grip on you to shake your head around like a rag doll. “Fucking stupid little doll can’t even admit it. What do you have to cry over, huh? You’ve got the fucking Red Hood playing with your cunt, and you’re crying? Are you that much of a whore, you need more?” Your tongue flattened further as he pinched your jaw, maneuvering you to nod. “‘Yes, sir,’” he cooed in a high-pitched mockery of your voice that made your thighs squeeze together. “‘I’m just a slutty little whore desperate for your thick cock. Please, please fuck me like a toy and turn me into a killer’s cum dumpster.’”

It was humiliating. It made you sob around his thumb. It made you wet. It made your walls quiver.

“Pleeth,” you tried to get out, tongue rolling against the pad of his thumb. You thought maybe he’d let go of your jaw to let you speak, let you beg for him the way he wanted, but he just laughed again. 

Jason pulled your chin up, pressing your head back into the pillow as he roughly groped your tit with the other hand. His fingers were rough with callouses, years of training with any weapon he could get his hands on leaving their mark on him, and now leaving their mark on you as he swiped his thumb over your nipple. “You have to speak up,” he cooed, pinching your nipple. You could feel his grin in the air as you cried out, tongue moving uselessly under his thumb as you tried to form words. “Can’t believe you thought you could prance around my apartment in a fucking bikini without consequences.”

“Ith hot,”

“Such a dumb slut,” he scolded, but his voice had that deep rumble it always got when he was breaking- when he wanted to give you what you wanted. Still, he was a firm dom- it could be hours still before he gave into you, and he proved it by tweaking your neglected nipple. You flinched, legs trying to curl up to protect yourself, and Jason quickly yanked them back down, thick thighs straddling yours to hold you in place. “Thought you could flaunt this sexy ass body whenever you wanted? My body?” 

His thumb slipped from between your lips, and coated in your spit, he used it and his fingers to squish your cheeks together. He leaned over you, nose brushing yours, and squeezed harder when he realized you were staring at the thick muscles in his arm holding him up beside your head. “Focus. You are mine, dollface, get that through your thick fucking skull. These perfect tits are for me to suck on, that gorgeous fucking ass is mine to spank, these cute rolls and tummy are for me to grab and hold you, and this slutty wet pussy is made for keeping my cock warm. Do you fucking understand me?”

You nodded as much as you could with your face in his hand, grinding up against him, knowing you were smearing your slick on his pants, but you couldn’t care when you could feel the imprint of his thick cock against your poor clit. “Yeees, sir,” you whined, feeling more tears burning at the corners of your eyes. “‘M yours, I’m your dumb whore! Please! You promised you were gonna make me your cum dumpster! I want it! Please, please, I need you to use me!”

“Fuck,” he hissed, eyes practically glowing as he watched you cry for him. Jason let go of your face and swung his leg off of you in one move, giving you barely a second to cry out at the loss before he flipped you onto your stomach with ease. “Hips up and spread yourself for me, doll.” The sound of his belt flying out of the loops spurred you into motion, using every aching muscle to arch your back. When your fingers found your folds, you couldn’t help the heat that came to your face- you were wet enough to drown someone. But you were a good slut- for Jason, at least- and spread your folds with two fingers, feeling your hole clench as the warm air felt like an ice-cold attack compared to your sweating body.

Jason took his place- his rightful place- behind you, broad hands rubbing over the soft fat of your ass. “There, someone’s learning how to take directions,” he mused. One hand gripped tighter and the other was pulled back before you heard him spit. His slick tip nestled against your entrance like a kiss as he used his spit to lube up the shaft, precum dripping out of him and down your folds, clinging to your skin as if it knew it belonged inside you. “I’m going to give you every orgasm I kept from you, baby. I’m not going to stop until you’re fucking collapsing with my cum pouring out of you, got that?”

You knew he was giving you a chance to call color. It was a chance to tell him you couldn’t do it, couldn’t handle it.

“Yes, sir,”

He slammed in to the hilt in one thrust, spreading your walls around him and sending a sharp pain from your cervix. “You’re such a good girl,” he purred as he gripped the headboard above you, starting a hard rhythm of spearing into your cunt. “You’re my precious little doll, you know that, baby? Gonna give you everything, sweet girl,”

The friction of cotton on your face told you that you were nodding, and the wet trails on your cheeks told you that you were crying, but you didn’t feel it. You only felt Jason, the way your walls wrapped around him, lighting every nerve he touched. After so long being denied, your orgasm came easily, and as you were finally allowed to come you felt positively heavenly. Jason growled above you as your walls sucked him in tighter, but you couldn’t care when you were finally getting the bliss you’d been craving for hours. Your second wave came before the first one ended, and after that each new orgasm became indiscernible- just a constant state of pure toe-curling pleasure.

It didn’t take long at all for you to collapse, but Jason’s hand moved from your ass to cupping your pudgy stomach, holding your hips up for him to continue fucking you just like he knew you wanted him to. Your cunt burned, and you were crying more than ever, but it was perfect.“I’m going to come, doll,” he promised, leaning down to press wet lips to the back of your neck. “Gonna fill you, just like you asked, since you’re such a good whore for me.” 

And he did come, hard and hot, cock jerking inside you and covering your walls with his cum, so wonderfully it sent you tumbling after him, your last orgasm of the night ripping through you as you were pumped full like a breeding bitch, exactly how it should. His pace turned softer and shallower, easing you down from the painful pleasure as he slowly pulled out. He set your hips down slowly, trying not to disturb your full pussy. 

You groaned as you were flipped onto your back, distantly hearing a gruff laugh, but your eyes refused to open. “Baby?” You let out another groan as tender fingers brushed the sweat-soaked hair out of your face. “Need to see those pretty eyes and make sure you’re okay, doll.” He gave a light pat to your cheek, the opposite one he slapped earlier. You painstakingly pried your eyelids apart, groaning as the dying sunlight leaked through the blinds and assaulted you, but it was worth it to see Jason’s sweet smile hovering over you. “You good?” You blinked slowly, feeling like you could fall asleep at any second. “Baby. Are. You. Oh. Kay.”

A dopey grin pulled at your lips, and you pried your fist out of the sheets to slowly and clumsily form a thumbs-up. “Gooood,” you slurred. Jason laughed, shaking his head, freeing his fluffy hair from where it’d been slicked back with sweat.

“God, I didn’t know you could get dumber.”

[angelamajiki]

PARINGS: Pro Hero! Dabi x Sister! Reader

TW: yandere, incest, no con, voyeurism, choking, burning, unprotected/no prep sex, breeding/creampies, snowballing, public sex, degradation, lots of dirty talk

AN: WHEEWW my first fic in a while, so excited for my first join intro collab!! thank you to the lovely jo for writing it <33 enjoy

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Breaking news: We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcast rumours of villains running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. Road maintenance endeavour to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before.

Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city?

Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and don’t go out unless it is absolutely necessary.

Christ, what a load of bullshit the news was nowadays. Constantly whining and squealing about what heroes did and didn’t do, promoting fear-mongering like it was the hottest trend. Between your father and two older brothers dedicating their life to the cause of justice, the world always felt just a little safer to you, the naive little thing that you were. And tonight was no exception.

Despite the rapidly increasing crime rates, your judgment to grab a couple of drinks in the city with your friends was hardly swayed. The stress of it all was getting to you and you’d love nothing more to drink your heart out at one of the few spots still left open. It was a sleazy place, but it was fun. If anything, you found a bar in the area where your eldest brother was currently stationed patrolling.

Touya had always been protective of you ever since the two of you were children, and he carried that same possessiveness well into your adulthood. Always chasing off any potential suitors, keeping you out of trouble, and generally being a menace to anyone who thought they were good enough to be around his favorite little sister.

By the end of the night, stumbling around drunkenly was the only thing keeping you upright as you made your way out of the club and onto the street, looking for a taxi to get you home. Sirens wailed faintly in the distance, a mess of blue and red lighting up the darkened streets.

“Hey sweetheart. Need a hand?”

Grubby hands met your arms the same time the cool air of the night did, tugging and pulling at you to come closer, wherever that may be. Jaunts and laughter echoed off the buildings, only adding to the haziness the alcohol induced. “What’s a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here all on your lonesome?”

Weak attempts to push the group of assaulters off you were in vain as they groped and squeezed your body at their pleasure. “Come on, we’re just trying to keep ya company. Right, boys?”

“Stop..”

Your whine came across much more pathetic than you could have ever hoped, only earning more chuckles from the men. “Just relax, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you.”

Blue flames danced around the group of you, closing the lot of you against the building wall in a small circle of fire.

“Will you now? Last I checked, I'm the only man suited for that.” Touya was less than amused to have found out from Fuyumi that you traveled into the city given its state, even more so when he saw how drunk and disorderly you were being.

“T-Touya-nii!”

The men untangled themselves from you with ease, tossing you into the arms of your expectant brother, who was more than glad to pull you into a tight embrace. “Shit! It's the number three, Heatstroke!”

The comforting warmth of his body and scent of his cologne settled your frantic nerves, tucking yourself closer into his arms. “Honestly, it’s like you're asking for it at this point.”

Your heart sank low in your chest, but you couldn't find the strength to move away from him as he scowled down at you.

“Look at what you're wearing, you little tease. Bet you would have loved to have them violate you, huh slut?”

Never has Touya been so venomous with you before; it made your heart hurt, even more, to see your beloved nii-san be so cruel.

“Don’t you worry, that’s why your big brother is here to show you who you really belong to.”

Shoved against the wall, he pinned your trembling form with his right knee in between your legs and his hands wandering over your skimpy dress.

“You boys can stick around to watch; let a real man show you how it's done.”

Flames singed at your dress, burning it to ashes to expose you in the cool wind of the night. Hot fingers pressed into your skin, littering marks in their wake before they wrapped around your throat. “You were just begging for nii-san to come to save your slutty ass, huh, princess? I know you checked my patrol schedule before ending up at this dive.”

His hand tightened around your neck, his lips at your ear. “Wanted nii-san to come put you in your place, yeah? After fuckin’ teasing me all these years, you finally cracked me. Are you proud of yourself, little girl?”

A whine slipped from your constricted throat, your smaller hand gripping at the large one squeezing you with everything it had. “And now you've got an audience to witness my ownership over you. You're mine, little girl.”

Finally releasing your throat, his hands traveled down to your chest and groped at your roughly, pinching and pulling at your soft, sensitive nipples. Bile was rising in your throat as you drowned in your own fear, feeling him drag you into the depths of depravity.

“What’s the matter, imouto? I thought you said I was your favorite. You're hurting my feelings, y’know.”

“Touya, please-”

A scoff slapped you hard in the face as his knee jerked up against your cunt. “Don’t start with me. I know who you really are and what you really want, even better than yourself.”

His words stabbed at your heart, and his wandering hands only seemed to pour salt over the wounds. “You’re nothing more than my whore, little sister.”

Hips ground against your backside in a slow, teasing manner, groans pushing past his lips as he did so. “You have no one to blame but yourself.”

His erection was pressed flush against you, straining in his pants before he unzipped himself. At this point, you were more than sobered up running on fear and adrenaline alone. Your panties were ripped clean off with his free hand while the other stroked his hardening cock. “Look at me.”

The tip was aligned with your hole, rubbing slightly to gather the minimal wetness between your lips. “I said look at me.”

Teary eyes peaked up at him through wet lashes, silently pleading with a man who was not known for mercy.

“Good fuckin’ girl, so obedient for your big brother.”

With one snap of his hips, Touya fully sheathed himself inside of your tight cunt, groaning at the way you squealed for him. “Aw, you like that, huh, princess. Feeling good?”

A warbled moan was the only response you could give him as he slowly began to pull out. The alcohol had you buzzing enough to block out the pain of the stretch, and damn did you feel filled to the brim.

“Can’t wait to breed this greedy little cunt of yours.”

His pace was slow, agonizingly so. Touya couldn't help but savor every second of the first time having been inside you, especially after dreaming about it for so long. God, if it didn't turn him on to have an audience, knowing that these men knew he was fucking his sister.

What would the media think? God, the news cycle would be ripped to shreds tomorrow over this breaking story. But hey, no PR is bad PR.

The thought of finally having staked his claim in you almost had him coming prematurely, but he had to hold out for your very first time together, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Heh, your crying face was so cute. Those tears weren't shy by any means and neither were your sobs. It's alright, you’ll learn to love being Touya’s cocksleeve.

“Say you love me.”

An impossible request when you're being violated by the person you held dearest to your heart.

His pace had picked up brutally, slamming into you without care for his flames spreading wildly nor the group of assaulters who seemed to vanish once they had the opening to.

“I-I love you, nii-san! I love you!”

Your cries were shrill and whiny, echoing into the chaotic night. The grip on your hips was heating up, so much so that his handprints were burned into your love handles.

“Good girl, good little slut.”

His breathing was erratic, hot against your neck as he growled and grunted into your ear. “Gonna let nii-san breed this pretty little pussy? Yes, you are. I know you are because you're fuckin’ mine, bitch.”

Moaning out your name, Touya came deep inside your womb, thick ropes of his cum painting your insides. You were soon to follow thanks to his thumb against your clit, causing you to writhe and whine in his arms.

Utterly spent, you rested against the brick wall you were pinned to, feeling the cum drip out of your still filled hole.

“Let’s get you home and into my bed, princess. I gotta go have a chat with Dad and Shouto, let ‘em know you’re fully off limits now.”

— tagging: @libiraki @bonesoftheimpala @tomurasprincess @sightoru