#—anon 🌸

[eunseok-s]

Hi i’m sorry for asking but are you writing for woozi and soobin again since they’re proven “innocent” (idk how to word it)?:/

Hiiii, you're absolutely fine, don't worry :) i haven't been keeping up to date with the situation but i did read up on it so i will be writing for them again. i haven't written anything lately because i've been unwell :( but i will write again soon :)

[chikaras-garden]

Imagine you go to buy some furniture with Jason (or dick), and all they can think about the entire time is how easy it'd be to fuck you. Would he be able to bend you over that counter over there? Would it be too high? Too low? Would you somehow get hurt?

The idea for this was instant. Like a fever dream. 

“Nah,” Jason says, patting his palm against the kitchen island you point out to him. With each option, he spends a full two minutes pacing around it, bending to inspect the countertop, the cabinets—how thorough he is would be admirable if he actually liked anything. 

Hands in his pockets, he strolls back over to where you’ve been waiting for him to decide. “That one’s too tall for you.”

Almost ready to give up, you half-heartedly point to the one next to it. “What about this one?” 

“C’mon, baby,” he scoffs. “That’s got wheels.”

Incredulous, you ask, “Why can’t we have wheels?”

“You’ll get hurt.”

“Huh?”

“Can’t have you slipping on me,” he tuts, already strolling away. “Broken jaws aren’t sexy.”

You stay right where you are, growing more confused by the second. “I’m not going to break my jaw while I’m cooking, Jay.”

He pauses and turns just enough to look over his shoulder. His eyes glint with an I know something you don’t know sort of mischief, and one half of his mouth twitches into a shit-eating grin. “Didn’t say anything about cooking, kitten.”

You blink. Your cheeks grow warm. Oh. Oh. Oh, God.

“Jason Peter—”

“No wheels, less than three inches higher than your waist, no pointy door pulls, and I think you’d look nice against a white quartz top,” he interrupts, firing off wish list items like bullets, as if he’s not talking about the ideal qualities for a kitchen island on which he plans to rail you. “Let’s keep looking, baby; might have to bend you over a couple of these to see how comfortable they are for you.”

[chxrryhansen]

Steve with a MASSIVE breeding kink mmmmffffgggg…. 🤤

- 🌸

hi baby🥺 i’m so sorry that it took me this long to get to your ask, steve is such a family man so this always makes me go wild.

₊♡₊˚ 🎀・₊✧

“oh fuckkk”

you moaned as steve continued to thrust inside of you, hitting your cervix and bottoming out with each thrust.

“yeah, you like that? you like it when daddy fucks this slutty hole?” he taunted from above, his blond locks sticking to his forehead in concentration, angling his hips just right, hitting your g spot.

“love it daddy, so so much, you fuck me s’ good.” you whined, hips writhing on his thick length.

he let out a deep groan as your cunt clenched around him, “such a good little whore for daddy, always letting me fill you up with my fat cock.. maybe it’s about time you let me fill that pretty pussy with somethn’ else, hmm?”

you threw your head back in ecstasy at the thought of how good his cum filling you up would feel, letting out a high pitch, almost pornographic moan.

“fuck. you love idea of that, huh baby? it’s okay, daddy’s gonna’ fuck this slutty cunt til’ my cums leakin’ down your legs for days. can’t wait to see your tummy grow n’ watch you mother my children.” he growled, his arm wrapping around your throat, squeezing harshly, forcing you to look up at him.

the room echoed with the sound of skin clapping, his hips pummelling against your ass, sure to leave bruises from the brutal force of his thrusts.

“please can i cum, daddy? wanna’ cum s’ bad.” you managed to choke out against his harsh grip.

“such a greedy girl, go ahead baby, soak daddy’s cock.”

you let out a scream as you came, the knot in your stomach finally letting loose, your cream forming a white ring around the base of steve’s shaft.

“shittt. look at the mess you made, sweet girl. creaming all over daddy’s cock like a fuckin’ whore. squeezin’ me like a fuckin’ vice, fuck. you’re gonna’ make me cum. gonna’ breed this pussy so good, get your belly all swollen n’ full of my kids.” he breathed, his abs tightening as his load came shooting out, ropes of hot, sticky, cum filling your cunt to the brim. still continuing to cum as it began leaking out of your pussy and down your thighs.

he always did stay true to his word.

[minswriting]

pleaseeee some smut with glasses spencer?? just imagining riding him while he has his glasses on, and bc they’re fogged up he goes to take them off but reader stops him and she’s all like ‘you don’t need to see, you just need to feel’ AAAH okay feral for glasses Spencer I’m sorry - 💫

nsfw | mdni

you were currently riding spencer with your forehead pressed against his as you bounced up and down on his cock. the both of you were breathing heavily, taking in the pleasures of the activity the two of you were doing. spencer was wearing his glasses, a rarity of course but appreciated so very much. which is how you guys ended up in this situation.

“god you fill me up so good,” you whispered hotly, your breath fogging up spencer’s glasses. spencer let out a moan as he pulled his head from yours slightly, just enough to reach his hand up and try to take his glasses off. but you grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “keep them on,” you murmured. “even if they fog up, all that matters is feeling,” you said as you purposefully clenched your walls around spencer’s cock.

“oh fuck,” spencer groaned, throwing his head back in pleasure.

after that, it didn’t take long for spencer to cum at all and for you to follow. spencer in glasses never failed to turn you on immensely.

[nottsangel]

hey bbyy,

how have u been?? sorry ive been mia!! a good nsfw rafe concept been obsessed w the idea of rafe just praising the shitt out of u while he fucks u so deep like ughh.

-🌸

hi baby! no worries!! i miss u though!

“fuck, you’re so pretty” rafe praises as he pounds deep into you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot. his forearms are resting besides your head, supporting himself while he kisses your hickey-covered neck. your mouth is agape with your eyes closed, unable to speak as he increases his speed.

“you feel so fucking good baby, so fucking tight, oh my god” rafe groans as he grips under your thigh and pushes your leg up, allowing him to go even deeper inside of you. you’re moaning his name, certain that the neighbours will complain about it later. “such a good girl for me, you’re taking this dick so well princess”

all nsfw daydreams

[yeonzzzn]

AM I WRONG FOR CRAVING ILLEGAL CAR RACER ShyBestfriend!HEESEUNG WITH UNDERCUT, LEATHER JACKET who notices you standing next to your shitty boyfriend who came to watch the race but dragged you with him. You're shocked to find your best friend in this situation, and before the race even begins, he stares at you—no, STARES at you—gets into his supercar, gives you a sly wink, and then takes off at top speed. And after winning, he chooses you to be 'one of his girls' for tonight, linking his hand with yours, dragging you into his car, as you boyfriend watches helpless. (can I be 🌸anon please 🥺?)

NO STOP BC I LOVE THIS??? LIKE HELLO?? this is perfect??? street racer heeseung is a WEAKNESSSSSS. also yes of course you can be 🌸 anon🩷

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one of your girls tonight: lee heeseung

pairing: heeseung x afab!reader word count: 1.3k

The last thing both you and Heeseung thought you’d see tonight was, well, each other. 

Heeseung had just pulled his leather jacket on his body and zipped it up when he glanced out into the crowd and saw you standing there looking right back at him, eyes wide and filled with surprise. 

What were you doing here? 

It was the question both of you were asking each other at this moment. 

Heeseung apologizes with his eyes, pleading with you to forgive him, but you aren’t being so forgiven. 

You pulled your phone from your back pocket, sending a flurry of text messages to your best friend. 

You: WHAT THE F U C K LEE HEESEUNG You: When were you going to tell me you raced ILLEGALLY?!? You: You’re so fucking dead after this race.  Heeseung: oops?

You sent daggers in his direction, dropping your eyes back to your phone and thumbs typing fast. 

Heeseung honestly was trying to not laugh and smirk at you, seeing you being so protective over him was pulling at his heartstrings. 

Heeseung: Before you send whatever paragraph about being pissed off at me, I am sorry I kept this a secret.  Heeseung: But why the fuck are YOU here? You: bf likes these races…dragged me alone. 

Heeseung didn’t respond after that, locking his phone and shoving it back into his pocket. 

You glanced back up at your best friend, worry written all over your face. The Heeseung you knew was anything but an illegal racer. He was shy and clingy to your side at the college or when you’d both be out and about. So to see him in this setting…

“Who would have thought it,” your boyfriend snickers, wrapping his arm over your shoulders, “Didn’t think Lee would be into illegal racing.” 

Heeseung glared at your boyfriend and how close he was standing next to you. He never liked him, he was terrible to you and treated you like shit. The number of times Heeseung wants to rip you from his grasp and show you what it feels to actually be in a loving relationship…

Heeseung was so in love with you that it made him crazy. Your boyfriend knew it too. He knew Heeseung raced and hated him just as much. He brought you here on purpose. 

The officials for the race started shouting orders for every racer to get ready. Heeseung ran his hand through his hair, pulling back the front pieces to reveal his undercut that made every female in the crowd go crazy. 

You wanted to bite each of their heads off for screaming for him. Because deep down, you were in love with him too. Heeseung was a good-looking man, you don’t blame them for being weak in the knees for him. 

The other racers started pointing at other females in the crowd, picking who they would take home with them after the race. Heeseung just scoffs at them as he stands beside his car, ready to climb in before looking back into the crowd at you, seeing how your boyfriend was clinging to you but your eyes were on him—HIM—not your boyfriend. 

Heeseung knew what he had to do, but first, he needed to win the race. 

So he climbed in, starting the car and mentally preparing himself. He’s won plenty of races before, but there was more on the line tonight than just winning: It was you. 

A girl wearing a sexy skimpy outfit, walked into the middle of the street, waving her hands in the air with the flags blowing in the wind. She smiled wide, looking at each car. 

Time slowed for Heeseung just then, he looked back into the crowd, staring directly at you. He smirks and gives you a wink, seeing out of his peripheral vision the girl waves the flags down, signaling for the race to start. He takes off at top speed, eyes now back on the road. Heeseung swears he saw you blushing before he looked away. 

The track was like any normal circular track, except ya know, everyone was here on the track illegally. Heeseung just had to push forward, stay ahead of the crowd, and hug the inner corner of the track when he turned. His heart was pumping faster than it normally would, but how could it not? You were the prize. 

Heeseung stayed ahead for most of the race, taking that corner with ease but his rival racer came up on his close, getting ahead by a few inches. Heeseung glances at the rival racer, seeing him smirking and laughing, giving Heeseung the middle finger. 

He was pissed now, adding another reason to win this race. 

They took the second corner. The clock was ticking. His heart was racing. You were waiting. You were waiting for him. You covered your hand over your mouth and glued your eyes on Heeseung’s car as he slowly gained up on the other driver inch by inch. The finish line was fast approaching, but it felt like a thousand years to you and Heeseung both. 

Heeseung barely got a couple of inches ahead of the other driver, his car passing through the finish line first. 

“FUCK YEAH!” Heeseung screams, bumping his fist into the roof of his car and turning into the grassy area spinning in one full circle before coming to a stop. 

“Show off,” you mumbled to yourself, tears in your eyes. He did it. He won. And you got to witness it. 

Heeseung climbed out of the window, watching as the rest of the racers fasted the finish line, then ran across the street. 

You pushed your boyfriend off you, placing your hands on the cool railing of the fence, lifting your leg to it, and pushing yourself over. You felt it deep in your heart that Heeseung was running to you. His heart calling for you like yours was for him. 

“YN!” your boyfriend yelled, trying to grab you by the belt loop of your jean shorts but barely missing. 

Your feet had just touched the ground when Heeseung was two steps away and then none. His body crashed to yours, arms wrapped around your waist and lifting you up. Your arms wrapped around his neck in the same motion as his lips connecting to yours. 

Heeseung’s fangirls cheered, and the other racers chanted his name. Heeseung never took home a girl after a race, but tonight was changing that. All because of you. 

He felt dizzy standing here kissing his best friend—kissing you. It felt like a dream. 

“Break up with him,” he whispered between the kisses, setting you back down to the ground and cupping your face, never once leaving your lips, “Date me instead.” 

You could hear your boyfriend screaming at you and Heeseung. Curses leave his lips and struggling to jump the fence because of the other drivers keeping him from doing so. Heeseung was thankful. He didn’t want to have to flat out your boyfriend in front of everyone, that would be embarrassing. 

You finally pulled from Heeseung’s lips, taking his hands in yours and looking back at your boyfriend, “It’s over, you’re a shitty person and I didn’t deserve how you treated me.” 

His face reddened with anger, but Heeseung found it hilarious. He pulled you to his chest, giving your now ex a smirk as he dragged you off down the street and to his car. 

Heeseung helped you climb in, then rushed around and got in, pulling you back towards him for a kiss. 

He finally got his “One of his girls for the night” except you’re now one of his girls for the rest of time. Because he isn’t letting you go. Heeseung could see it now, all the future races and seeing you standing in the crowd cheering for him and waiting for him. He couldn’t be happier.

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[jesuistrestriste]

im convinced that art donaldson loves thighfucking— any type of non penetrative sex, really. i think that man would be eager and willing to fuck your thighs, feet, tits, hell even your underarm. its a different type of vulnerability and intimacy…. i hc he picked up the fetish when he started watching porn, figuring it wouldnt be as wrong bc it’s not “real” sex…..

ooooh my god. yes. he does.

when you’re too tired to let him stick it in properly, he’ll ask if he can slip it between your legs or your breasts or against your tummy. all he needs is some skin-on-skin contact and he’s set; plus if he doesn’t come inside you, you two don’t have to worry about birth control. and that’s a win-win, is it not?

art moans into your neck, thrusting himself shallowly between your thighs as you squeeze them together, and his tip strokes your clit every now and then. his strong hand grips your hips and he mewls as he feels himself dribble pre down the inside of your pretty limbs. he fucks himself with your thighs, and lets you do whatever you want.

but—sometimes you’ll lazily scroll on your phone while his hips jolt and his cock kicks against your warm flesh, and it only makes him more hot. more eager.

he wants you to pay attention to him!

just because he’s not actually having sex with you doesn’t mean that he wants you to disengage.

so he’ll fuck your thighs until his balls are slapping your skin and your frame is being shaken up by the force of his movements. he’ll whimper and groan, fingers digging into the softness of your body, while he tries to warn you about the mess he’s gonna make.

as he cries out, his load will squelch and mush stickily between your legs, but he’ll keep himself buried there until he’s too overstimulated to keep his pelvis rocking.

such a little freak.

[sylenth-l]

bungie feeding us Andal and Cayde lore this dlc 😭🙏

(Hunter journal lore) Cayde used to draw Andal?? romantic.

And a direct reference from Cayde? The fondness in his voice had me kicking my feet- I WANT MORE.

Ignore me fangirling over here

I DEMAND TO SEE THAT DRAWING

I hope Cayde's style of drawing Andal is on par with his style of writing about Andal

[princessbrunette]

ooh piercerbf!jj convincing his girl to let him pierce her nipples (for his pleasure) and praising her the entire time, as well as after. - 🌸

ooooh omg.

‘₊‧꒰ა 🧸 ໒꒱ ‧₊’

“not scared right?” he smirks as he prepares the needle, his own lip ring gleaming in the warm lighting of his small piercing office.

“a little scared.” you giggle, rubbing your hands on your thighs to soothe the nerves. he grins, walking over with the forceps and drags his stool over with his foot, eyeing you.

“you’ll be fine. alright, whip ‘em out babe. it’s the left one first.” he watches as you pull you tank top down, revealing your boobs. “there’s my girls.”

“i can’t believe you do this with other girls everyday.” you pout, for a moment not even focused on the needle in his hand.

“please, i’m a total professional. your titties are the only titties on my mind trust me.” he pushes the cool metal of the forceps against your skin to pull it taut, preparing the area before he’s finally ready to pierce you. “alright babe, any last words?”

“is it gonna hurt?” you whine, white knuckling your tank top in your hands as you brace yourself. he shakes his head with a less convincing scoff, scooting toward to position himself.

“nah. a little pinch. gonna count to three alright? look at me, don’t look at that.” he licks his lips, lining himself up. “deep breath. one, two…” he slides the bar through your skin and you mewl in pain, tears slipping out as you try to stay still. “good girl. look at you, huh? you’re a pro.” you’re not focused on what he’s doing down there, simply focused on breathing through the pain.

“jayj, that killed— and that was not on three!” you moan, and he grins, eyes flickering up at you.

“whoops. you’re doin’ great. really, my best customer.” he leans forward and drops a kiss to your forehead before swivelling round to your other side, lining up for the next piercing. “you want a minute? or shall i just… get this last one done and dusted?”

“just do it, jj.” you pout, glancing down at your pierced, sore nipple. it did look really good.

“thats my girl, hell yeah.”

‘₊‧꒰ა 🧸 ໒꒱ ‧₊’

[deviouz]

. . . WILDFLOWER !

a/n: just a little drabble about satoru and a chubby coded!reader <3

“Satoru, what are you doing?”

“‘m just admiring you.”

From your sprawled out position on the couch, you lifted your head up and glanced away from your phone to look at Satoru. He had nestled his way between your legs, toned arms going to wrap around your middle while his head laid on the plush of your stomach. From what you had gathered, he looked content. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, and his eyes closed, allowing the white of his lashes to dance across his cheeks.

A sudden bout of anxiety flooded throughout your mind, rendering your muscles tense and nails digging into your palms.

You weren’t blind. While Satoru was the ever attentive boyfriend, there were only so many times you could resist the dread that wracked your skeptical mind. You were aware of what other people said, sometimes when out of audible range and sometimes not. The beauty standards were unfair and scarcely regarded your body type as something to be viewed as beautiful.

“You’re thinking again,” came a huffed out voice, dragging you away from the depths of your mind, “you’re tense. What’s wrong?”

Forcing your muscles to relax, your head dropped back down, cushioned by the pillowy fabric beneath.

“Nothing.”

Satoru groaned, long and definitely played up for a dramatic flair, ever so in character. “You know I can tell when you lie, right? It’s my super power. I’m like Daredevil.”

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes. “When were you gonna tell me you have superhuman hearing?”

Satoru caged you between his arms, leaning over you with a smirk. “What do you think the glasses are for, sweetheart?”

His head dipped down, nose briefly brushing against your own before his lips captured yours into a gentle kiss. It conveyed every emotion he felt about you — happiness, safety, and an overwhelming amount of love.

The kiss could have lasted hours, for all you knew. By the time the two of you had separated, Satoru’s lips were a little pinker and swollen, pretty eyes garnering nothing but a profound adoration and fondness.

“I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met in my life.”

Although the words were whispered, they rang about in your head, reverberating into your very core. The stunned look must have given you away, as Satoru was quick to cover your face with kisses and continue whispering compliment after compliment until your eyes glazed over with tears and lower lip began to tremble.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know. Don’t forget that, okay?”

[eunseok-s]

Hello! How are you? Hope everything Is ok..

I’m sorry if my question makes you unconfortable, but what happened that you decided to not write about Soobin and Woozi anymore? I’m a Moa and a Carat but I’ve never heard or seen anything bad from them and I haven’t been very active on social media... Could you please explain?

Thank you and have a nice day/night!

Ps. (I hope you understand my message, English is not my first language..)

putting this under a read more.

hi lovely!!! no you're okay, it was very late last night when i made the post. i was upset from being ill and tired. but apparently they recommended/read a manga that contains cp. a lot of people are saying it was heavily edited in SK, i've never watched or read it so i can't confirm that but it just made me feel uncomfortable. apparently the author is a p3dophile too?? as i said, people will read what they want to but i just don't understand how people can consume content like that and enjoy it.

people are saying this is a hate campaign by some antis but nct's taeyong owns 11 volumes of the manga and soobin said he enjoyed the plot but did not recommend it to fans.

[chikaras-garden]

Demonhead Damian when his lovely sugar baby is angry and giving him the silent treatment, how does this possessive man handle this?

Hot anger flares in your chest as you stride through the halls, and every assassin in your path knows not to get in your way. When you look like that—powers sparking, eyes alight—everyone knows that it’s more dangerous to cross you than to feign ignorance when the Demon Head inevitably questions them. 

The guards avert their eyes when you burst into Damian’s chamber and accuse, “You dismissed my maid!”

As he sits behind his desk, his eyes slowly rise to meet yours. Then, his eyebrow quirks—just a little. “Removing one of your friends? That is all it took to convince you to speak to me again? To think I had considered having her killed.”

“I am still angry with you,” you point out, inclining your chin in the face of his blatant nonchalance. He’s not afraid of you? Good. You’re not afraid of him, either.

He tilts his head, corners of his mouth twitching. “Come to me, princess.”

You scoff. “Hire my maid back.”

A beat of silence passes, and then he lets out a long-suffering sigh. “Very well. But I do expect you back in my bed this evening; sleeping alone is…”

This time, he’s the one to wrinkle his nose.

“…inadequate.”

[lacunazai]

do you think different versions of dazai would have different kinks? 🌸

oh absolutely. pmzai, beastzai, adazai, merzai and love of my life kitsunezai. they'd all have different areas ( as much as all relate to being a freaky bastard )

adazai is a freak. he's into bondage, tears, praising and degradation, pain and being coddled. etc. he's a freak all around and would most likely do any kink you ask of him. he's happy to be here and seeing you in pleasure makes him harder. he's down to fuck you or be fucked literally all night. take control or let him do it! a solid baseline for the dazai aus

beastzai takes more control then adazai. he likes collars, bondage, leashes, things of the like. he's rougher most of the time, unless you catch him on a vaunrable night. he'll prefer to be the top, to take most of the control and deny your orgasms or force more out of you. but he's also soggy and pathetic and will weep and let out such wonderful loud sounds if you take charge. he cannot hold himself back and the sheets will be soaked one way or another, whether with tears cum or other. he's a masochist, sorry. blood, knife play and gunplay are something he'll never turn down. to bounce you on his cock and threaten to pull the trigger when you slow down? okaaaaaay.

merzai is definately a weirdo, but there's less legroom for things to do. he doesn't like bondage, not on himself at least. a mermaid tail is already difficult to fuck with. he's stronger then you anyway, he doesn't need them. if orals a kink he's definately got it, there's nothing he loves more then holding you down on a rock and eating you out sloppy. his tongue is freakishly long as a bonus. less mentioned but he's VERY into oviposition. the thought of filling you warm and full with his eggs gets him so riled up. not fully a kink just more of a fascination, but he'll do pussy inspections too. he just wants to know about humans more!

kitsunezai oh god kitsunezai. he's like adazai, basically into everything. he's less sexual 24/7 then the other dazai's, as much as his sex drive is high he's not grinding against you every night and begging for you. he'll offer up praise, or maybe degrading on normal nights. but nothing too crazy, he's a spirit. he has a small reputation to uphold. but during his heat seasons everything switches. he's willing to try anything like that, he wraps his tails around you and begs you to let him pump a litter into you. breeding, bondage, pain and tears. anythings on the table! have fun exploring cause you won't be able to walk or sit down tomorrow.

pmzai is a little more nervous about it, when he touches you his hands are shaky and he's not fully secure in what he's doing. as much as he'd like to in his mind, any of the things he'd be turned on by he's almost too afraid to do in practice. he doesn't like being degraded and tossed around, ( he's quite vaunrable sometimes. ) he's so into praise, he trembles when you call him a good boy. guided orgasms and gradually being eased into allowing you to wreck him. ( sorry pmzai fans he would not want anything in him at all for a WHILE that shit terrifies him )

[minswriting]

Min!! Congrats on 900 followers! I love your work so so much, you inspire my work, you are so incredible and talented - I love you i love you i love youuuuu!!!

I have come with a dirty request. I would like season 3ish Spencer, being taught by reader how he should touch her since he’s not that experienced and then Spencer flusteredly being like ‘could you show me how you touched me last time so I can remember how to do it myself’ AAAA just like something about TEACHING that SOB that knows everything itches something deep and horny in my brain. Xoxo 🧸

AHHHH THIS IS SUCH A LATE RESPONSE IM SO SORRRYYYY however i love this request so of course i will write it. my apologies for being so slow with stuff lately guys. life be getting in the way 😔😔

nsfw | mdni | spencer reid x reader | fingering (f), squirting

your relationship with spencer was still relatively new. you guys had been dating for about a month or so and have only done a few sexual things to one another. he had watched you get yourself off before, taking in the movements of your fingers at the different parts of your cunt. and he desperately wanted to make you feel good too.

so, one night, after spencer had gotten home from a case, the two of you were sat on his couch, watching some old movie. and he just looks at you randomly and goes “can you teach me how to please you like you do yourself?”

it caught you off guard for a moment. you didn’t comprehend his words right away but the moment you did, you couldn’t help but smile. “is that what’s been on your pretty mind tonight?” you asked, looking at your boyfriend.

spencer simply pressed his lips together in an awkward smile, nodding his head. “uh…yes?” he said, sounding unsure.

“of course i can teach you,” you exclaimed.

which led to the two of you on the couch as you sat in between spencer’s legs, back to his chest, with your pants and panties off. your legs were spread and you held spencer’s hand in yours. “firstly, you take your finger and you spread the wetness around.” you said softly, bringing his hand down to your pussy and guiding his pointer finger up and down your slit, spreading the wetness around. “it’s not a necessity but it helps just lubricate everything.”

“you’re so wet,” spencer whispered in awe as he gently moved his finger up and down you slit.

you let out a breathy laugh, nodding your head. “for you? always.” you replied. you then guided two of his fingers to your clit. “this, this is the-“

“the clitoris, a sensitive area located on top of the vulva. it’s a primary sensory organ of female sexual response,” spencer interrupted, going into factual mode for just a moment. without thinking about it, he began rubbing your clit gently.

you let out a soft moan, your eyes fluttering shut. it never failed to turn you on when spencer spewed random facts. it also very much helped that he was a quick learner because your brain always went to mush when your pussy was being played with. “y-you just keep doing that for a little while,” you stuttered, holding onto spencer’s arm as he rubbed your clit.

spencer didn’t say anything in response as he just looked at you from over your shoulder. tentatively, he leaned his head to your shoulder blade, kissing your skin gently. the action sent shivers down your spine as he began kissing towards your neck.

after a few minutes, you had decided that you needed to be filled, grabbing spencer’s hand and stopping his movements. “now, you’re going to insert a finger,” you brought his fingers to your hole, grabbing his middle finger. “this one,” you exclaimed. “you’re going to insert that finger inside,” you whispered.

“like this?” spencer asked as his digit slowly entered inside of you. your walls fluttered at the intrusion, clenching around his finger. “you’re so tight.”

“mhm,” you said before swallowing. “and now you gently thrust it in and out, slowly at first before adding a second finger. and if you curve your finger,” spencer did just that, causing you to jolt and let out a moan. “that is the g-spot.” you whimpered.

“so if i do this,” he began thrusting his finger in and out of you gently, making sure to make a “come here” motion with his finger inside of you. “it’ll feel good?”

you moaned, nodding your head. “very good,” you replied.

spencer simply moved his finger in and out of you at a slow pace, making sure to graze your sweet spot each time. he couldn’t help but press himself against you, his cock so hard from touching you. after a few minutes, he added a second finger, moving his fingers at the same pace.

“f-faster, please,” you whimpered.

and spencer complied. he began moving his fingers faster, hitting your spongy spot each time. “like this?” he asked hotly into your ear.

“just like that,” you moaned, throwing your head back in pleasure. “oh my god.”

the room was filled with the sound of spencer’s fingers moving in and out of your pussy. the noise just getting wetter as his fingers began squelching. and without any warning, you squirted around his fingers, whining and moaning in his arms. “oh fuck,” you moaned out.

it didn’t take a genius to realize you had squirted for the first time. spencer smirked to himself, unable to help it. “that good, huh?” he asked a bit smugly as he continued finger fucking you so good.

you whined, nodding your head. “so good, spence, oh my god,” you replied. you could feel the heat tightening in your abdomen as your orgasm approached. “so close, so close.”

spencer let out a soft moan as he could feel his cock twitching in his pants from this whole scenario. he continued working his fingers inside of you, determined to make you cum.

and with a choked moan, you began cumming. you arched your back against spencer as your thighs clenched around his hand. you let out a high pitched moan, toes curling as you came. and spencer just watched it all as he fingered you through your orgasm.

without any warning, spencer shuttered as he came in his pants from the sight of you cumming on his fingers. “o-oh,” he moaned, ropes of cum painting his boxers and pants.

and when the both of you came down from your highs, spencer pulled out his fingers and the both of you breathed heavily, leaning back to relax. after a few minutes of silence, you spoke “i have never squirted before,” you said in disbelief.

spencer hummed, smiling goofily at you. “glad to be your first then.” he replied, kissing the back of your head.

“and i can’t believe you came in your pants.” you replied.

“oh shut up.” spencer exclaimed.

it was safe to say that fingering you quickly became spencer’s absolute favorite thing in the world.

[thatgirlyourejected]

SO about the sagau do they ever notice the creator/"imposter" coming back over and over and over again? (could i be 🌸 anon btw)

Sagau au part 2

Pt. 1 Pt. 3 Pt. 3.5

Oh they do notice, but to them you are an abomination, a mockery of their beloved god, who for all they care clawed their way out of the abyss, and just won’t stay dead. They are blinded by their devotion, to a sinister degree. To them their god is untouchable, so sacred that there is no possibility they would leave their throne, and grace their filthy souls with your pure presence. It’s an unfathomable possibility.

It is funny how blinded they are, that it truly does make them filthy souls, as each kill their own creator.

You do have those whom pity you; Childe, Albedo, and Traveler.

[cream-stew]

im back <<<333 all your works are so so interesting and i saw the horny reblogs you put and omg now i’m hehehdh can i request a dom kazuha and sub fem reader ? where he uses a vibrator on her in their room at the crux and he leaves for a while, and comes back to her crying and begging for him ? - 🌸

🔞minors dni

warnings: sub afab reader, use of sex toys, fingering, reader is tied up, creampie, spitting

// note: sorry for letting your request rot in my inbox for months hehe I'm a bastard <3 I hope you like this !

you're kissing and rutting against his thigh like normal, all wet and drippy in your panties already, and you can't wait to have his long cock inside you again, but he seems to have other plans today :(

he coaxes you into letting your wrists be tied to the headboard with rough rope, then your legs spread apart and tied to different bedposts so you can't even close them. he gives you some respite afterwards as he pushes your soaked panties to the side and plays with your pussy, pushing two fingers inside and scissoring them before pulling out already to taste your juices. he repeats this a few times, in between spitting down on your folds to get you even wetter, and you moan his name over and over, begging for his cock while he ignores your pleas.

when he seems satisfied enough, he pulls his fingers out of you for good and pulls the panties back in position, covering the creamy mess he made of your pussy. he moves away to retrieve something, and you start squirming in earnest when you realize it's a bullet vibrator :(

he turns it on with a grin and slips it into your panties, pressing it right against your ignored clit, and he gives you a light kiss over your stomach. "I'll be back in a few, ok? there's some stuff I have to do"

you whine again, trying to buck against the vibrator, but it's on its lowest setting and it's just not enough to make you cum :( you try to beg him to fuck you before leaving, but he just chuckles and leaves you to your devices... how mean </3

he comes back over half an hour later, and even if you realize how merciful that was, you're still so annoyed that he even left at all...

frustrated tears slide down your warm cheeks as you pant, resuming your begging immediately as he steps back inside the cabin, and he's so happy to see you in this state that he jumps over you in seconds!

he pushes your panties to the side again and his cock is immediately there to plunge inside, tho he switches to keeping the vibrator pressed against your clit with one hand, so the added stimulation has you cumming before he's even settled inside your warm pussy :(

he laughs at you, finally putting the vibrator aside, and he starts focusing on his own pleasure instead, fucking you at a steady pace as he looms over you, his head dipping down to catch one of your puffy nipples into his mouth. he sucks desperately on it as he goes to town on your sweet spot, making you cry out in pleasure and cum again in no time.

his breath is coming in short puffs now and you can tell he's about to cum soon too, so you start begging him to fill you up. he's tortured you enough already for today, so he agrees easily, and in just a couple more thrusts he's pumping his cum deep in your pussy, adding to the lewd mess he'll have to clean up afterwards, but hey, at least you're both sated <3