#“i can crack and massage you” “is that a promise? 🥺”

[peridot-tears]

WIP Wednesday: Cowboy!FDB, Chiropractor!LLH, Fighter!DFS

“This entire town feels like a fever dream,” Di Feisheng finds himself saying. “K-pop aesthetics next to Old West buildings like we just walked into an old American film. Now our traditional Chinese medicine in a covered wagon.”

He gestures at the anatomical poster on the wall, which charts out every meridian point in the human body. A matching bust sits on a shelf next to it.

“When in Rome,” Li Lianhua says, pulling up a chair at the small table and gesturing for Di Feisheng to do the same. “Tea?”

“No thank you,” Di Feisheng says, but Li Lianhua is already on his feet again, pouring from a kettle into a teapot. That wasn’t a question, then.

“May I ask,” Di Feisheng says when Li Lianhua has rejoined him, ��how old are you?”

“Twenty-eight,” Li Lianhua responds, pouring out cups for them both.

So he’s only two years younger than Di Feisheng, and not just an older gentleman with the best skincare routine known to man. Interesting.

“Thank you.” Di Feisheng takes a sip. He can’t taste anything, but the bouquet tells him it’s jasmine.

Li Lianhua asks, “I assume you’re a brawler?”

Di Feisheng, baffled by the buffalo, the wagon, and the man, almost forgot why he’s here.

Almost. “I am,” he says, “and I need to work the knots out of my back.”

“Not just knots,” Li Lianhua says. “You’re clearly a grappler, so I take it that your shoulder has hit the ground more times than is healthy. It should be seizing up any day now. The thin fabric on your robe tells me that you know it’s easy to choke a man if his collar or lapels are thick enough. You’ve trained for it, so you know how it feels, but still, it’s a miracle you haven’t gotten a neck cramp yet. You’re lucky to have found me—I can crack you and massage you. Whenever you’re ready, you can get on the table and we can start now.”

Yes. Di Feisheng loves a man who understands him. He didn’t even know you could get neck cramps from too much choking. He nods vigorously, following Li Lianhua’s instructions to shuck off his clothes down to his neiyi, lying on his front so Li Lianhua can probe his back.

Li Lianhua tuts as he trails cool fingers across the landscape of knots and muscles. “Di-xiansheng, you’ve done a number on your opponents, but you’ve also done a number on yourself. We call that ‘equivalent exchange.’”

[koolades-world]

Can you do some crack headcanons for Obey Me where some accident causes MC to temporary get wings that are not only huge af but also let them fly super fast? Like a singular flap could cause MC to almost bump into the ceiling at Diavolo's castle alone. They can also zoom through the air at high speeds and you can just hear the "ZYOOOOOM"

One thing I can imagine is Lucifer teaching MC how to fly and immediately regretting it cuz he's the only one who can get even remotely close to them when they're flying and MC finds it funny to fly away from him(it's also out of fear of what will happen once he gets them)

hi! haha yeah of course! this is too funny can kinda imagine mc going splat like a in a cartoon LOL

let's set the scene: solomon fed you something weird that he cooked up in a cauldron after promising you something you want, and this makes you grow these super large, super strong wings. he swears they'll go away eventually, but it's up to you if you believe that or not. how does your man react?

Mc with temporary wings

Lucifer

kinda like a disapproving dad for accepting yet another strange potion from solomon

despite this, he takes you under his wing (haha get it?) and teaches you how to control them

once you get comfortable, you invite him to play games that he pretends he doesn't have time for but always joins in on. he secretly really enjoys having someone to

gosh,,, sky tag 🥺 the silly potential is endless since in the sky, there are no expectation for either of you

Mammon

probably also would have taken that offer from solomon

as another wing haver, he can help you out a little

the first time he tried to give you lessons, you accidentally smacked him in the face and sent him into the wall behind you

after that, he’s much more careful, and once you get the hang of it, he's teaching you his crafty ways

Levi

manages to reference at least three different animes he's seen around the situation

he thinks your wings are so cool but won't admit it

at one point, he takes you diving at Siren Beach for fun since you would be able to move through the water quickly with the large wings. lotan joins and you end up finding lots of cool stuff!

afterwards, he helps you dry off your wings since that wasn't exactly something you thought about before you got in the water

Satan

he's quick to ask solomon about how he made the potion out of curiosity

also asks if he can study your wings and watches you as you learn to fly

kinda goes science mode on you

since he knows how tiring carrying around that new weight must be, so he gives you lots of tasty food to replenish your energy, and offers you massages! (he learnt from simeon, the best)

Asmo

over the moon! he thinks they're so beautiful and almost wants to ask solomon to give him a pair too

he will accessorize you even if you run away, so expect lots of him hustling after you with all his ribbons and bows in hand

"Mc, sweetie, you're gonna look so cute!" is holding the ugliest old lady esque bows ever

teaches you all his favorite arial tricks even though both of you realize early on that you don't have the agility required with how large your wings are

Beel

can't comprehend how fast you are with those things

even though he also has wings, you fly circles around him with yours (if you even have the control for that)

quickly introduced you to aerial sports and the two of you find games to play together, even though it's kinda hard considering how different your wings and skillsets are

since they're only temporary, he wants you to make the most of them, and takes you sight seeing!

Belphie

you're literally just a pillow as far as he's concerned now

they're perfect for wrapping himself in and if you wanted, you could hide the two of you in them

when you're practicing flying, he yells out all sorts of useless "useful" tips, such as not to run into something you've already hit

he just sits on the sidelines, wrapped in a blanket, watching lazily amused

[bitchkay]

"Whatchu doin' wit all dat ass lemme touch it🍑"

CoD characters giving backshots😈 Pt. 1

Rating: Explicit(18+ mdni)

Sex headcanons/scenarios.

What else do you even know me for? I'm either writing sickly sweet fluff to the point of a toothache or the dirtiest raunchiest smut you ever read and if it's neither of those its outta pocket and unserious. How long's it been since I posted an actual list of headcanons so be grateful🙄✋🏽/hj

*random order*

First of all

Guy's a hair puller-- you did not hear that shit from me😶😶

Guy doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself I think he should do back to kindergarten--

Bro is banging you like BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH--

Watching the ripple of ya ass cheeks upon contact

The recoil on that thing😳

Guy is PRESSING your back into an arch like bro it can only go so far what you tryna do crack my spine--

Yes.

Guy is 100% blowing your back out like hes trying to break your back.

Don't even think about running from it cus that man is pulling you right back on the dick

If yall clapping cheeks but yall not clapping cheeks you not really clapping cheeks

You gripped the sheets below you until your knuckles turned white

Guy kneeled behind you, hands pressed firmly against the curve of your back as he fucked into you at a fixed pace. The sound of your sex echoed off the walls as your skin clapped together at a fast rythm. Your body bounced forward with every hard thrust of his hips; your surprised the headboard wasn't slamming against the wall

"Mmph--!! Slow- slow down!" You cried out throwing your head back.

This was entirely too much all at one time. Although you didn't expect anything less from Guy.

Your arms reached forward almost attempting to pull your body away unsure if craved more or had enough. Your attempt proved futile as Guy yanked you back onto him, gripping you one hand on your waist the other ankored on your shoulder.

"Come back here."

With your back in a deep arch he pulled you back into his thrusts as he tugged your body up, tipping your chin back to kiss your lips upside down with a gentleness that contradicted the rough assault on your pussy.

"Too... too much... can't take it.." your breathing laboured and your eyes glossy and wet. You can't count how many times you've cum already tonight.

"Yes you can. I know you can." Guy pecked your lips one more time before pining you to the bed picking up an unrelenting pace slamming into you with more energy than before.

You moaned loudly feeling that familiar feeling inside your pussy as you felt Guy pull and push inside you. The fat of your ass cheeks rippled upon contact, his balls slapping your clit; you felt so sensitive feeling every detail of Guys cock against your walls.

"You asked for this so take it."

Rio sees the curve of your back, the very arch of your spine

and his eyes roll back--

Bro thinks he died and went to heaven

Just the sight of you face down ass up he felt his cock twitch

Rio always seems to deal with this inner turmoil in his mind when you get intimate

"I wanna ruin them😳" "I wanna love them😚" "I don't wanna hurt them🥺" "But they're so sexy😳" "they deserve to be cherished🥰" "I wanna see them absolutely mindless with pleasure at my hand👁👁" "Stop, I need to be gentle with them😥" "I'm at my limit😶"

He's always torn between making sweet love to your body and fucking like mating rabbits

His brain short circuits when you throw it back on him.

What ever happens next is between him and god now, he's out

He apologizes in advance for what he's about to do and promises to give you a back massage and indulge in a warm bath when he's done cus he's about to be really fucking you now

You have the sexiest back he's ever seen.

Rio is so painfully hard at this point. The way your back arches beautifully and the way your plump ass cheeks bounce off his lower stomach as you grind on him needily. He's not thinking straight anymore.

He let you do your own thing for the last little while and fuck yourself on his cock. He couldn't get enough of you. Suddenly he found his hands on you ass cheeks kneading your thick flesh in his big hands.

"... Rio?"

"Forgive me."

"Forgive you? What are you apologizing for-- Mmm!!"

As if on cue you felt the full length of Rios dick roughly fuck into you. You felt it twitch inside you as it kissed your cervix, reaching your deepest spots.

"Ohh... fuck..." you gripped the sheets beneath you as you felt the familiar drag of his cock as he pulled out, thrusting back in with as much ferocity.

"Urg..." Rio hung his head, moaning out as he repeated the action, already loosing himself to the feeling. "Dear creator..."

You moaned as he tugged you back into his thrusts, your body squirming beneath him. Moaning his name as he fucked you, the lewd wet sound of your bodies clapping echoing off the walls.

"Oh my-- oh my god! Rio!" You moaned loudly wanting to bury you face in the pillows.

"Ah... oh... you're to- you're too good--!" Rio moaned fucking into you, your pussy gripped him like a vice, it was hard not to get addicted when you're always so warm, wet and... tight.

Your brain was turning to mush. You couldn't help but cum on his dick, your overstimulated body shuttering as Rio pushed you over the edge.

"Ah... that's... you're so pretty... so pretty when you finish..." Rios hands ran up and down your back softly as he sped up his pace. "More... need more"

Toa would much rather see your face but shit he like this😈

I feel like Toa like switching positions a bit

Like I said he would much rather look at your face but a little booty never hurt no one😋

Toa is one that's always holding you around your waist

Enjoying the hot drag of his cock between your folds before he needs to feel his skin against yours

He'd lean over you and pull you up so your back is against his chest, arm draped around your middle, the other anchored on the head board as he fucks you from behind

The skin to skin contact makes it 10× better

You both ignore the way sweat sticks to your skin as Toa kisses your shoulders praising your sweet body

Don't expect him to let up anytime soon

"Ahh..."

You moan hotly as Toa fills you up, your back flush to his chest. He hushes you as he kisses the side of your face, holding you around your middle reassuring you.

"Shh... you're doing so well pretty... so good..." Toa kisses your ear as he buries himself inside you, his pelvis flushed to your ass.

He thrusted in with such purpose if he wasn't holding you up you're sure you would've fallen face first into the pillows. Toa with one hand gripping the headboard, fucked into you kissing the back of your neck trailing kisses down your back as your moans rung throughout the room.

Good thing he used that soundproofing spell.

"Hah ahh... fuck... Toa, please..." your head hung as your back arched feeling a trail of drool rim your lips. You didn't even know what you were begging for but you know you need more of him.

"Yes..." Toa picked up your head with the arm that was wrapped around your middle, turning your head to kiss your lips, licking up the drool before it fell.

His pace increased; with your body now ankored from your chin your back arched deeper making him feel like he was in your stomach.

"Ah-! Oh my--!" One of your hands went up to cup his cheek pulling him to your lips needing to occupy your mouth muffling your moans.

Toa kissed you back, his tongue exploring your mouth groaning as he felt your pussy clench around the length of his cock.

"Mmm... that feel good?" He panted in your mouth, his arm going back around your waist pulling your body right up against him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Toa! Please... more.."

"More? How could I ever say no to you~♡"

This man is a freak.

Bro also dosen't know how to keep his hands to himself like they always on the move, like stay in one place boy!

Roy will truely make you crazy the way he has you like this

He's holding your waist, holding your hips, he's kneading the thick of your ass in his hands while he goes at it with you

Bro is holding your thighs too his hands are everywhere!!

If its permissible his hands are in your hair too and he's not opposed to tugging on it a little bit

wraps a hand around your neck to pull you back for a kiss--

Will hold you flush against his chest with one hand around your neck and the other on your clit while he coos in your ear--

He's gently pressing your back into an arch with one hand, holding and kneading one of your ass cheeks with the other while watching himself disappear inside you

And he's moaning too

Like bro is moaning

Saying shit like how good he feels, how good you feel, how pretty he thinks you are

Bro won't shut the fuck up💀

And he loves when you look back at him😩

But dont get it twisted you a freak too

"Ohhh~ right there baby~ right there~~"

You threw your head back, letting out a pornographic moan, your back arching as you moved your hips back against him.

"Mmm... creator..." Roy groaned as he felt you tighten arround him, his hands situated on the meat of your ass, pulling you back into him.

You felt heavenly, he could barely contain himself. Your pussy hugged his cock like a sleeve, pulling him back in every time he pulled back. You were so slippery... so warm... tight. Roy could drown.

"You feel so good Heartspell... taking me so well~"

He thrusted forward savoring your wetness as you dripped down his shaft, the wet clap of his hips meeting your ass sounded delightfully filthy as he sped up almost as if he was looking to peirce your heart with his sex.

"Oh~hh mmm... Roy... so good..." you slurred gripping the sheets below as your pressed back against him meeting his thrusts. Your delirious moans echoed throughout the room as your pussy made the most wet obscene noises.

"Oh you're so wet~ 'love me so much don't you?~" Roy caressed your thighs up and down as he lengthened his thrusts pulling almost all the way out before pushing to the hilt in a fluid motion.

"Ah-! Yes...! Yes, I love you so much! S'good to me..."

"Yes I am~ Winsome thing you are~"

His praises punctuated with a long deep thrust, shaking your body forward with each movement. It was hard to describe your pussy as anything if not soaking wet. You coated Roy's hard cock in your sticky translucent fluid making it easy to slip in and out of your lurid pussy.

"Oh... you're so good Heartspell~ I'm making you feel good?~" his eager thrusts grew erratic, holding your waist as he deep dicked you into the mattress.

In his pursuit his cock accidentally slipped out of your pussy, rubbing through your folds against your clit in attempt to slip back in inside dick dripping in your essence.

"Oops i--"

You reached back grabbing his dick as it slipped out stroking it as you teased your folds pushing it back in. You turned your head back, looking Roy in his golden yellow eyes blown out by lust as you fuck yourself back on him, slowly, almost teasingly.

"We're... we're not finished... I haven't gotten my fill of this dick yet...~

Oh you definitely have his heart under a spell alright.

Lynt can be insatiable sometimes however👀

Lynt will drive you CRAZY the way he stroking you

Lynt is truly making love to your body man

Slow purposeful strokes as he enjoys your body knowing your just aching beneath him

It's like you're both under a spell, stuck in a trance as you moan in sync

He's holding and kneading and touching on the thick softness of your ass cheeks while he do it

The way Lynt slowly thrusts is delicious, you're clawing at the sheets below you

This can go on for hours and you still can't get enough

"Mmm~ fuck!"

You gripped the pillow tightly, your brain turning to mush off of the slow drag of Lynts cock in your pussy. The man gripped the thick of your hips as he pushed into your pillowy wetness.

"You're so warm~..." Lynt sighed as he pulled you into his thrusts, your cunt fluttering around him. "So good~..."

It felt like he was going deeper each thrust, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every drag. You wiggled your hips as you pushed back on him meeting his thrusts, feeling yourself drip down your thighs.

"O-ohh~" Lynts hands moved from their place at you're hips, massaging your back and waist affectionately before going back, holding the sweet fat of your ass.

"Mmm!" You buried your face in the pillow arching your back further as you felt him twitch inside you.

Your cunt pulsed and convulsed hugging Lynts cock so nicely he couldn't help but moan. You left a wet sheen on his shaft, a white ring left at the base of his cock, the sight making him groan; proof he's making you feel good.

"Augh~ ... creator you're amazing~"

Don't let that pretty boy smile fool you this man is a demon!!

Dia is beating your back in.

Your face is buried in the pillows while the wet slap of your sex echos throughout the room

He loves the sound it makes, proof of the intensity of your fucking

Dia will lean over your back, one hand on your waist and kiss your back spewing a mixture of filthy words and praises all while hitting you from behind.

*moans loudly*

He's gently holding your back in it's pretty arch as he goes at you like he has no intention of stopping

Arms wrapped around you like he loves whispering sweet nothings in your ear while he fuck you from behind like youd done something to personally offend him.

Let's not forget hes handsy too

Kneeled behind you, Dia holds your hips steady as you ease back on him, impaling yourself on his cock.

"That's it... don't hurt yourself~" he caressed your waist and thighs as you pushed down all the way until your thighs were flush. "I'm fully inside lovesong~"

He kisses the back of your neck, wrapping his arms around your middle letting his hands wonder your naked skin.

"Dia..." you sigh his name, calling out as his hands cup your breasts paying them attention

"Yes? Something wrong?" He says teasingly, knowing exactly what it is you want.

You move your hips, a needy whine leaving your lips at the stimulation. If the way your pussy gripped him was any indication, you were wildly horny.

"Why don't you tell me? Say it outloud." You're reactions fueled him, your embarrassed face was adorable to him.

"Give it to me... please move."

"So demanding~" he cooed "Not that I mind~"

Dia held you firmly by the waist looking down the curve of your back, his eyes moving towards the fat of your ass, one hand moving to grip it moving it around to watch the flesh jiggle around his palm.

"You needn't do a thing, lovesong♡. Hold fast for me."

Even with his warning fresh in your mind, nothing could've prepared your for the absolutely mind fuck that followed.

"Fuck! Ah--!"

One hard thrust sent you falling face first into the sheets a loud moan crawling up your throat. It felt like he had your g spot on a target hitting the bullseye with perfect aim. You instantly felt yourself get wetter and your moans increasingly growing in volume like his dick hit the shut off switch to your brain, reduced to your baser instincts.

"Ah! Ah! Mmmm..." you buried your face in the pillows, gripping the sheets so hard your knuckles turned white.

You writhed beneath him, unconsciously fucking back on him meeting his thrusts, moaning out profanities and moans of pleasure.

"Relax love... relax..." Dia caressed your back soothingly cooing sweet words in contrast with his hard pace.

"Mmmm... Dia..." you moaned out his name turning your head, wanting to see his face.

"Yes love song... you feeling good? You can tell me if it's too much," Dia leaned over, kissing your shoulder before kissing your cheek lovingly.

"More..." you whispered, whining as his pase slowed.

"More?"

"Need you... wanna be filled with you... with everything you have to give... keep going please~"

A fan favorite this one

Fenn also likes switching positions a bunch cus duh

But hes still gon beat your back in

He really feels like he can do whatever he wants like this

Like he can start banging you real rough, shoving your face into the pillows and you can't do nothing about it

Or he cann go at it real slow and sensual, massaging your back, shoulders and ass cheeks while praising you on your pretty arched back

If you tell him to stop he will in a heartbeat so he can and will go crazy if you let him

If you throw it back on him he'll freeze

You just threw him in a loop hold on let the man regain his composure

He'll let you do your thing like yes fuck him back

But even still hes still like👁👁

Gets a lil possessive when he deep in it lowkey

Eyes glued to your ass cheeks

Bro is in love💀

You lasted longer then when you're riding him that's for sure

"Yes... just like that treasure..."

Gripping the edge of the mattress you eased back on him moaning as he reached your deepest spots. Fenns dick curved just right to have you writhing beneath him almost wishing it can pierce you through.

"Mmh..." you ducked your head into the pillow muffling your sounds as you wriggled your bum desiring more friction.

Fenn caressed your sides, rubbing your back from your shoulder blades to the soft mounds of your ass. He was in a lovey mood today, and as much as he loves to see you're face as you fall apart, he couldn't deny he liked the view.

With a deep thrust forward Fenn watched as your ass bounced off his hips.

"Ah-!"

"So pretty... You're really pretty." Yup he was pussy whipped.

No, more than that, he was enamored with you and your tight cunt.

You fucked back on him meeting his thrusts, gripping the sheets as you both chased your climax

"Auhh... s'deep..." the curve of Fenns dick was so delicious you couldn't help but want more. With a slight leftward curve combined with him fucking you on an angle it left like he hit your g-spot with every thrust with pin point precision.

"You're so wet treasure... so nice and messy for me.~ Does it feel that good love?"

"Yes! God yes!"

First of all Lance eats your ass first

Licking it from the back strong grip on your thighs as you put it in his face

Gotta make sure you ready for him after all🥴🥴

*moans loudly*

One of his favorite positions😈

Especially when you get into it like😩

Fuck

He got his hands all over you, holding your waist as he pulls you back into his thrusts

Kneading your ass cheeks watching himself disappear inside you

Don't you dare hide your moans, he wants to hear you

Yeah moan extra loud just for him

He looses it when you fuck him back, the sound of cheeks clapping bouncing off the walls

Leans over to kiss your back spewing declarations of love before getting back to it

Banging your back in the way you deserve

Worshipping your backside as it should be

"Oh my god!"

With a tight grip on the edge of the bed you threw your head back, a loud moan flying out of your lips. Lance leaned over kissing your shoulders as he pulled you back into his thrusts.

His wild pace almost made it hard to breathe as your ass bounced off his lower abdomen. Both your bodies were slick with sweat as you fucked, the bed groaning under your weight.

"Yeah~ that's it~♡" Lance said through gritted teeth kneading the fat of your ass as he speared you on his cock enjoying the sight of you beneath him loosing your mind at his hand. A ring of white gathered at the base of his cock with every thrust, your thick fuck cream making this even more filthy.

"Mm mm mmm!!" You bit your lips moaning as you subconsciously fucked back against him chasing the pleasure. "Ahh!"

"So good~ moan more. I want to hear you."

"Ahh!" You nearly pulled the sheets off the bed in your iron grip tossing your head back again, your back in a perfect arch as you moan loudly, any regard for your volume thrown out the window. "Yes yes yes!!"

Lance leaned into your exposed shoulder again nibbling on the skin, not slowing his pace as the sound of your sex echoed off the walls.

"Mmm... always responding so beautifully to me~"

You could barely form a coherent reply. Using one hand to reach back, you grabbed around for him until you found his arm. Lance taking the hint curved his hand around yours, lacing your fingers together, then pinning your hands to the bed as he sped up his pace.

"Oh- oh fuck! Mmm!!" You squeezed his hand as your body nearly jumped forward, your free hand scratching the bed. "Lance~♡... I'm so... mmm shit... I'm so happy... keep loving me... keep loving me~♡"

"Oh love~...how you entice me... I'll give you what you want~♡"

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[shingisimp]

warm me up [s.mg]

song mingi x female reader

when naked morning cuddles take a turn, you're left to rely on your boyfriend to soothe your pain, but you come up with a much better suggestion...

warnings: smut, size kink (reader is very small), mentions of pain (specifically stomach cramps that aren't related to periods!), implied body image issues from reader (big bellies are beautiful), swearing, so much fluff, mingi is just the softest boyfriend ever plz 🥺

words: idk how to find out yet

note: hello my loves! this is my first fanfic i'm posting to tumblr! i've been writing fanfic for around 3-4 years and finally wanted to upload one myself. i'm not expecting much- i just hope that you enjoy this. this post is super self-indulgent as i suffer from suspected endometriosis, and so this was written when i was having pretty painful stomach cramps as a result of that. otherwise, please enjoy, like and reblog this! mwah!!

works under the cut <3

today would've been perfect. beams of golden sun streamed past the crack in the shut curtains, warming the expanse of your chilled, naked back as your front lay flush with mingi's own, both on your sides as if to face each other. his chin became nestled into the top of your head, bowing down occasionally to allow the man movement, only for him to bury the very tip of his nose into your hair. you smelled sweet, clean but not like cosmetics- it was just you, and mingi adored it. it reminded him of cotton bedsheets, the early morning sunshine, foaming bubbles suspended in steamy bath water, home. he sighed deeply, content, arms thrown about your waist and tightening softly, enough to remind your dozing mind of his presence. you reciprocated mingi's gentle exhale, air blowing onto his torso, and he giggled at the tickle that rose goosebumps to his skin.

everything remained blissful, everything remained perfect. and it would've stayed that way if it weren't for the cramping of your stomach. it came in waves, washing intense pain over your body right when you had managed to settle enough to feel calm. when the pain struck again, your face crunched its features into one, forehead pushing into mingi's chest as your whole body became stiff and sore. he took the brute of your actions, because no matter how heavy the dull ache was that he felt from your limbs clamping around his body, it didn't amount to the crippling sensation that shot through you, and he knew that. mingi shushed you softly as you whimpered, nails digging bluntly into his bare skin.

"you're so brave, baby," his tone was sweet, voice deep and soothing. silently, you allowed your shaky breaths to fall into sync with his, clenching your jaw before mingi brought a hand to stroke your cheek. the simple gesture reminded you to relax it, nudging your head under his palm and coaxing your boyfriend to play with your hair. he did so happily with a warm smile, mesmerised by the way your hair would flow around his digits.

"i don't feel it, oh god-" involuntarily, your body seized once again. a dry sob choked from the back of your throat before mingi urged you to silence once again, still weaving your hair between his digits. he began massaging your scalp, hoping to at least lull you to sleep. he knew you couldn't rest like this, however, but he'd still try.

"i'm so sorry you have to go through this, my love. it'll stop I promise, you'll feel okay again," reassurance usually didn't go so far with you during pain days (an all-too innocent name for what described almost weeks of agony) but you were desperate to feel better, and so ate his words up and swallowed them quick, in hope that they could quell the pain.

"here, let me move a second. i'll rub your stomach, yeah?" the genuine act of affection offered was quickly denied when you shook your head suddenly, curling further into mingi's chest.

"no! no, i'm so bloated... that can't feel nice for you,"

"baby, what will feel nice is if i can do something to help you. your stomach is beautiful, bloated or not. if you feel comfortable, i'd love to help you," he was always a gentleman, a bubbly, childish, sweet gentleman, and now showed no exception. of course, after some convincing and a lingering kiss pressed against your strained forehead, you gave in to his offer, barely nodding before mingi climbed over your body- he didn't want you to move, even though that would've been easier. now, his chest lay flat against your back, arms around your waist to knead softly at your stomach. you mewled, releasing the breath you held as his palms provided the gentlest amount of pressure to your pained tummy.

finally, you were able to relax, body sinking back against his own completely. you were at his mercy, mind rendered numb and empty of all thought. and thats why when your ass pressed up against his cock, you gasped softly.

"i know it hurts, baby..." poor mingi sounded so clueless, still stroking his hands in circles over your stomach as you tried your hardest to not think about it. it wasn't so much arousing as it was distracting, and soon you found yourself shuffling your ass against him, only trying to get comfortable with the sensation of his cock against you in such a domestic way.

he wished that your actions didn't affect him in this way. you were exhausted, hurting, and you sought care and attention. but how could mingi stay so focused when you just didn't keep still? the motion provided enough arousal to him that his cock began to harden under your influence. he gulped, slowly edging his hips from you, before you whined out at the lack of contact.

"but baby-"

"min~ you're warm, and you're moving your warmth away from me," as to not draw suspicion, mingi swallowed roughly and just hoped that somehow you wouldn't notice; oh did you notice, alright.

you couldn't say or do much when your boyfriend's hardened cock pressed at your backside, but when your cramps became overwritten with the sensation of arousal, your eyes glimmered with opportunity. maybe you couldn't get the pain to go away, but you could definitely use a distraction...

perhaps it was mean of you to begin grinding your ass back against mingi's erection, but how else could you prove you were okay? You knew he wouldn't take your word for it...

he hissed, sliding a hand down to grip your hip firmly in place and whisper in your ear: "(y/n), baby, not now... Not when you're like this,"

"i need the distraction, min. it helps my stomach,"

"a hot water bottle would help your stomach; i'll go get one. it can warm you up-"

as he was mumbling his words and beginning to move, you had flipped your body around as quick as you could in your position, gazing up into his hooded eyes. yours were glossed over, wide, reflecting need in their surface, and mingi couldn't resist you like that- you knew so.

"i want you to warm me up, you do it so much better. please, i want you," you moaned quietly, throwing your arms loosely around the man's shoulders as you willed him to cave in. his hands instinctively held your back, warm palms against your skin, and you sighed happily. the timid smile, the bliss that pooled in your eyes, the weight of your relaxed frame against his at the intimate touch all swayed mingi in your favour. who was he kidding? he wanted you too, and the raging boner pressing at your core was more than enough of a clue. when you settled into his lap once more, tugging lightly on the red hair at the nape of his neck, that's when mingi's self-restraint snapped, the final thread of his composure frayed, before his lips captured yours in a firm kiss.

your bodies melted under each other's influence, weak to the gasps and needy whines that escaped your mouths. each of you swallowed the sounds, hands greedily roaming each other's nude bodies. mingi cupped one of your breasts, fingertips toying with your nipple and pinching a mewl from you. when mingi separated his lips from yours, he pressed your foreheads together. a moment was spent exchanging deep, passionate gazes, breath mingling as the two of you panted lightly.

"are you absolutely sure you're okay with this, baby?" the man asked once more. it was endearing and polite, of course it was, but you wanted him now, and asking only meant you had to wait longer. you smirked, rolling your eyes playfully before tugging him forward into another kiss. now, your core began to grind down over his bare cock. neither of you could suppress the moans that bubbled from your throats as mingi's cock glided between your folds, his tip prodding at your clit with every movement. his face contorted into an expression of strained pleasure, eyes narrowed and teeth grit together as his neediness became somewhat painful. this is why you loved being on top, slightly in control of the pace, to witness the man's face and the way its features changed under the influence of your body, and now was no exception.

"you're- hmph... you're way too pleased with yourself considering i'm not even inside of you yet," mingi was referring to the smirk that had seared itself into your face. you bit your lip back in response to prevent said grin from curling up into a full-blown smile, rocking your hips slower now over his lap.

"i like your reactions, that's why," you smiled, but the cockiness soon crumbled once your boyfriend spread one of his large hands across the small of your back and pulled you closer before proceeding to flip you two over. now, you were beneath him, body cradled by the mattress, bedsheets and blankets. your lips collided in another breathless kiss, mingi's travelling down your body before wrapping his tongue around one of your nipples. your expression faltered, mouth agape and eyes rolled back as you threw your fingers into the man's hair. hopelessly, you tugged him forward, moaning profusely at the feeling- mingi always knew your nipples were sensitive, and adored the reactions he could get from stimulating them alone. One day, he'd try and see how much of a mess he could make of you by toying with nothing but your breasts, but right now, your core sliding over his cock wasn't something he couldn't wait for. still, mingi couldn't resist the cheeky comment that followed once his lips detached from your nipple with an audible pop.

"i like your reactions, too,"

you rolled your eyes at the shit-eating grin he sent you, giggling when he leant back down for another kiss, one that quickly led to the both of you swallowing each other's moans. you couldn't take much more teasing, pulling away with a gasp as you spewed your words.

"min, baby, please.. n-no more teasing. i need you, now. fuck me, please," it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the way your clit throbbed as your hips ground up around your boyfriend's cock. it had become something your body did without command, out of control, and that's exactly what you felt- you could no longer dictate your actions as you gripped the base of mingi's aching cock and began to push the length inside of yourself, jaw falling slack when you moaned at the stretch. "f-fuck, (y/n), you didn't warn me-"

"didn't want to- mhm! Just wanted you to fuck me."

part of you, admittedly, was scared of losing focus, of getting distracted and feeling that familiar cramping sensation in your lower gut, rather than the swirl of arousal you had become so used. to. the last thing mingi wanted to do with you was rush you, aware of your fragile state, but when you dictated the pace, he had no choice but to follow...

a chain of shaky whines rolled off your tongue, and at that point, it was safe to say that your cramps were no longer at the forefront of your mind. now, your body swam in a numbing sea of pleasure, complete with mingi's firm grip on your hips and his mouth latched around your remaining nipple that he made a mental note previously not to neglect. you couldn't be anymore thankful for the fact, either, as you arched your back to receive more of the feeling. he chuckled at the pitiful whine you let out, pulling at his shoulder blades to lessen the already-minimal gap between your slick bodies.

"move, please babe. y-you know i can't handle this," you were such a helpless sight, whimpering as his cock stretched your tight hole beyond what any toy (or man, for that matter) could achieve. and just as you thought he couldn't lodge himself any deeper inside of you, mingi's hips became flush against your own, breathy exclamations of satisfaction shared between you both. your thighs trembled as his palms wrapped around the circumference of the soft muscle, nimble fingers squeezing and moulding the skin as he liked, adoring the way your body behaved for him. when he arched his neck up, mingi's hooded eyes met your own, lids heavy with arousal and a peaceful kind of neediness, an accepting gaze that had your heart catching in your throat- the words 'i love you' stuck as your tongue swirled around itself and became trapped between your teeth when the man rocked his hips back and forth slowly. you cursed your boyfriend's name, your tiny hands shaky as they tugged mingi's hair and pulled his body forward with all their might- you were already shaky prior due to the pain, and your breathing had been laboured since your body cramped and convulsed. his lips crashed into yours before he picked up the pace, thrusts more intent and fluid. soon, you two had established a smooth, slow, deep rhythm that pricked goosebumps all over your body and rendered you both breathless.

"mhm! god, b-baby, feels so good." you whined, allowing your body every sensitive reaction- including when your eyes rolled to the back of your skull. hot pleasure seared through you, mingi's hands spreading even more heat wherever he dragged his palms. His fingers squeezed around your thighs, past your hips until they rested on your stomach, the place that started all of this. mingi slowed his pace to focus more on rubbing steady circles against your tummy, satisfied when he heard your moans simmer to peaceful hums. you adored how careful he was with you, part of that due to how much bigger his body was than yours. he wished to wrap his limbs around your body and keep you sheltered from everything sometimes because you really were just that small pressed up against him. his hand alone completely covered your stomach, fingertips grazing beneath your breasts, and he wished to savour the sight of you so meek and reliant on him to feel better. that's all mingi ever wanted to do- absolutely spoil you rotten, because you were his princess, his one treasure. every stroke of his cock inside of you came with an insatiable need to pull as much pleasure from you as he could, it became his mission, his one true focus. and so, it came as shock to you when mingi slid his hand between your bodies and twisted his wrist in an awkward position, just to make sure he could rub circles against your clit.

his actions were met with moans and whines from you, of which mingi bent forward to swallow each and every one before pressing his lips to yours feverishly, failing to conceal just how enamoured he was with you.

"fuck, baby-"

"i love you, (y/n). fucking hell i can't ever get enough of you" mingi cut you off with a groan, following his declaration of love with the increased pace of his hips slapping against your own. your legs began to shake, an action of which you tried to warn mingi was approaching as your orgasm bubbled in your stomach. his fingers pressed firmer against your clit and your back arched, eyes rolling to the back of your head whilst chanting mingi's name like a prayer as his thrusts brought you to heaven. every moment was heavenly with him, every smile his lips curved into, every laugh and giggle his chest shook with, every single thing about mingi was complete perfection, right down to the way he held your shaking body as you came. Like he did with everything, mingi praised you, rubbing his large hands over your body and holding your tiny ones in his own. he didn't even think about his own orgasm until it became impossible to ignore, spurred on by your desperate whines and tightened core as you clamped down around his cock. he didn't even have the time to pull out (not that you were letting him by the feel of things) before mingi was nudging his face against your neck and moaning against your skin, filling your aching, exhausted body with his warm cum. the sensation was just enough to completely, finally soothe you, melting back into the bed with your boyfriend rolling down into the space beside you.

he pressed kisses against your sweat-slick skin, wrapping his arms around your waist and drawing you into his chest.

"how are you feeling, baby?" mingi was adorably breathless, eyes covered by his dampened red hair, of which you pushed aside to press a kiss to his forehead.

"mh, much warmer now, thank you,"

tysm for reading! <3 tags below :)

[puffpasstea]

A/N: I’ve been having some weird glitches and technical difficulties. I’m not sure if my posts aren’t going through or if I’m not receiving notifications about people seeing them. Please let me know if this is showing up for you? 🥺 it’s not as good as I’d have liked but I know I haven’t posted in a bit so I wanted to get it out for you guys. Lots of way more talented writers have done subspace blurbs way better than I ever could. But I haven’t seen any dom space and subdrop/ domdrop blurbs out there. (Unless I’m just not coming across them. If you know of any, send them my way!) so I wanted to write my own.

summary: dom!h experiencing drop.

warnings: angst? ————

It wasn’t unusual for Harry to be as eagle-eyed as he is tender after sex, so she hadn’t really thought anything of it. Not when he ran his fingers over the red and bruised patches of her skin where the crop had hit her repeatedly, and tried to subtly watch for signs of wincing, or whimpering, or any other indication that he’d injured her. Not when he examined the sides of her neck thoroughly, where his firm grasp had left finger marks. Not even when he’d silently kissed down her body after they’d gotten out of the bath as he massaged her tense muscles and helped her get ready for bed. All of that affection and attention was normal for Harry. It was part of the reason she’d learned to trust and open up to him. He’d always made her feel safe, respected, and cherished. But, looking back on it now, perhaps there was something off about him last night?

She’d been too out of it to notice that maybe he was being quieter than usual. Harry’s been known to crack a few corny jokes afterwards. Usually, that’s his not-so-secret way to assess if she’s out of subspace without asking her or making her feel rushed.  He’d make a couple of jokes and wait for her reaction to see if she’s feeling alert enough to hear and comprehend his jokes. Of course, she’d figured it out pretty quickly after she noticed him watching her carefully as she rolled her eyes at his puns. but, something about his cheesy dad jokes, so soon after he’d railed the shit out of her, made her heart melt so she never confessed that she was on to him. Going back over it in her mind, she doesn’t recall him making any jokes last night. And, come to think of it, while he did hold her in his arms in bed all night, he wasn’t as chatty as usual. They’d normally have a running conversation about whatever was on Netflix in the background, or he’d lull her to sleep by talking about his day or by asking about her schedule for the next morning. He’d promise to take her out over the weekend or mention a restaurant that he wants them to try sometime. He did none of those things last night. She feels so insensitive for not noticing any of this until now.

“Harry?” She pokes her head into his home office and sees him, at his desk, staring mindlessly at the computer screen.

“Hmm?” He whips his head instantly at the mention of his name. She can tell she’s startled him, and the look in his eyes as they lock on hers makes her sad.

“What’s the matter? Are you in any pain?” Harry asks, gesturing for her to come closer.

She smiles, relieved, thinking that he wants her closer so he could hug or kiss her. “I’m not in pain, Harry…”

She leans over his chair, but instead of planting a kiss on her lips, Harry’s moving her around, examining various spots on her body with knitted brows and a critical gaze.

“Wha- what’s happening right now?”

“Jus’ makin’ sure you’re all good.”

“What do you mean-” and then it hits her. “Oh, Harry…” She takes his face in both of her hands and kisses him, deeply, causing his investigative touch to freeze around her body and his eyes to flutter shut instantly.

He’s breathless when she pulls away and he avoids her eyes, looking down at his feet. She stands in the gap between his legs and coaxes him to look at her but Harry buries his face into her torso and wraps his arms around her waist instead. She’s officially alarmed at this point but doesn’t want to say the wrong thing and risk him withdrawing into himself again. He’s been hiding in his office all day and this is their first interaction since last night. So, she runs her hands through his hair and scratches his scalp gently, hearing him hum into her body like a purring cat.

‘Missed you today” she mumbles, kissing his hair. “You’ve been holed up here all day.” She feels Harry stiffened against her. “Hey, what’s the matter?” she peels herself from him and looks down into his eyes.

“Nothin’” he’s barely audible.

“Talk to me” she squats to be at eye level with him.

“I’d really better not.”

“What do you mean? Have I done something wrong?”

“ No! No, no. Of course not. It’s-” Hearing her question Harry’s eyes shoot up to meet her and he grabs her wrist, urgently, for a brief moment before he notices the marks left behind by the restraints he’d tied her in last night and immediately lets go.

Baffled by his hesitation, she loses patience. “It’s what, Harry? What is going on with you?”

“It’s this.” he says, bringing her attention to the cuff marks on her wrists that she hadn’t noticed were there. “I- I can’t touch you. I don’t wanna open my mouth- I’m scared I’ll say the wrong thing and you’ll think I’m a monster! I- fuck, I mean, I did this to you!”

“Harry, I would never think you’re a monster!”

“Why not? Hmm? Why the hell not? I hurt you! Who does that?! Who the fuck gets off on watching someone they love feel pain? It’s-”

“Hey, hey, stop. Look at me. Harry, look at me, please!” She brushes his curls out of his eyes and smiles at him. “I like pain. Okay? I do. I want you to hurt me. I promise. You’re not hurting me when you do these things to me. Not at all! You’re making me very, very happy.”

He’s stunned into silence. 

When she sees, from his eyes, that he’s trying to take her words in, she gives him more. “Do you know how much love and trust I have for you to even let you do that shit to me? I wouldn’t let just anyone tie me up like that, immobilize me, wrap their hands around my neck and fucking choke me, if I didn’t trust that they’d stop when I needed them to. If I didn’t know for a fact that you’d rather cut your hand off before you use it to harm me I wouldn’t let you anywhere near me.” 

Harry was smiling now, blinking back tears, his dimples gradually growing. 

“Yeah?” was all he was able to say without giving away the lump in his throat.

“Mhm.” She went back to running her fingers through her hair as she spoke. “This is just dom-drop. Your brain tricking you.” 

Harry nodded knowingly. 

“We have a safeword, remember? If I really felt hurt, I coulda used it to tap out, right?”

“R-right.” He sniffled.

“And I know that, had I done that, you’d have listened. Honored out agreement and stopped immediately, yeah?”

“O-of course. Would never make you keep going if you didn’t want to.”

“Exactly. And I know that. I promise. I could never imagine a world in which you are anything but attentive and responsible.”

Harry let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding and wiped his tears away with the back of his arm. “I love you.”

“I know. And I love you too. Now come to bed and cuddle me, I’ve been waiting all day.”

[littlefreya]

Walter x impact play? I would love to see your take on it 🥺🥵

Summary: Walter and you play a little game of testing your boundaries when you ask him to spank you.

Pairing: Walter Marshall x female reader (no mention of ethnicity or body type)

Warnings: 18+, smut, light BDSM, consensual impact play, spanking with a belt, mentions of bodily fluids. 

*No permission is given for reposting my work, copying it or parts of it and claiming it as your own.

A/N: Not beta’d and I am on pain killers. I’ll die on my mistakes like August Walker falling off a cliff, kissing a hook and diving into an exploding helicopter.

Please, please, please comment and reblog if you enjoyed your work. It will be much appreciated. 🖤

Leather Kisses

The soft pads of your fingers traced the length of his leather belt, sensing the smooth texture against your flesh. Lazy on your trail, you met with the cold brass buckle that rested over the now elevated bulge.

Walter's gut tensed, his cock twitching within his worn jeans at the shy yet whimsical exploration of your pinky on his groin.

"Always so serious, detective," you uttered seductively, allowing your gaze to meet his. Brooding as ever, he remained silent, save for his heavy breath, but you had no need for words, for his glare spoke loudest; the glossy exterior fractured, like damaged blue crystals that held a primal predator frozen in time. 

Asleep.

Not forgotten. 

It's only been a couple of weeks since you started dating, and though Walter kept himself shrouded in veils of composure, something feral hid amidst his ribcage, and the more you coiled around him, the more it seeped through the cracks. 

You needed to see him bare, to feel the real him unleashed - skin to skin, fangs in flesh.

Shifting from the edge of the bed, you climbed to his lap and rested your belly on his sturdy thighs. Your green plaid skirt rode up the back of your legs, exposing the rounded pillows of your rears. Walter halted his breath, bemused at your position, though his hand instinctively laid upon your rear, gently massaging your supple skin.

Under his sweet caress, you moaned. His big hand was tender, almost careful as if he feared his own strength. 

"What are you doing, love?" Finally, he spoke, rolling his thumb close to your panties line.

Nibbling your bottom lip, you squeezed the side of his leg and embrace yourself for what you were going to ask. 

"I want you to spank me."

A short moment of silence took over the bedroom. Walter let out a nervous scoff. Although you couldn't see his cheeks, you knew that he was touched by a crimson kiss beneath that thick mass of beard. 

"I am not sure if you are joking or..." 

"I want it," you repeated. "I can see it when you look at me. I can tell. I'm the bad girl you want me punished, want me had."

You paused then and leaned back to glance at him; the thick veins of his neck throbbed with unbidden hunger, and his crystallised glare broke into million tiny shards. Again, you could see your submissive reflection cascading upon it.

"Take off your belt, use it upon me," you demanded and to prove a point slipped a single finger below the buckle and gave it a little tug. "Please, Walter, don't make me beg for it."

Absentmindedly, he clawed at your ass, his nails leaving deep crescents. Your eyes fluttered shut at the slight twinge, already preparing yourself for what was to come. 

After what appeared like an inner battle, he reached for his belt and began to fumble with it. "If I'll go too far..."

"I will bring you back to me," you promised, the blood jittering through your veins at the swoosh of the leather as he removed it from his waist. 

"Safeword?"

"Rigor mortis." 

Walter's face darkened by a severe scowl as he wrapped the belt around his hand in a way that kept the buckle from hitting your rump. As he peeled your panties to the back of your knees and lifted your skirt, you decided to avert your gaze, focusing on the handles of his dresser while bracing yourself for the impact that was to come.

"I will count to 3, repeat with me, ok?" he warned.

You nodded and inhaled deeply, your breath a shuddering gust.  

"One..."

"One."

A sudden sting burnt through you, making your spine freeze as the leather landed on your flesh with incredible speed. It took a moment for a whimper to make its way from your squeezing throat while the electric spasms still rummaged through every nerve. 

But another flame bloomed amid the coals, a different tingle rattling between your folds that shyly twitched with your shaky breath. 

Wary, Walter watched while you squirmed on his lap, his chest rising and sinking intensely. "I'm sorry, it was a bad idea," he murmured lowly, ready to let go of the belt when you lifted your head and stared forward. 

"No, again!" you requested and clutched at one of his knees, preparing yourself for another blow. Walter reached to sense where the leather burnt your rear, feeling the flesh seething at his touch. He rubbed your soothingly and then possessively clutched your cheek before he replaced his hand with another whip of the leather. 

This time both pain and pleasure entwined, pulling a loud gasp of surprise, which urged Walter to smack you again, this time with no need for reassurance. Though had he needed one, you would welcome him to press his fingers to the damp spot in your panties and see for himself how much desire the pain he caused you evoked. 

He was not free from it either - his clad cock swelling below your belly, the beast inside him preparing for its meal while he seasoned your flesh.   

As he swatted the strap one more time, and you both groaned in a harmony of arousal, you knew that for sure; the two of you would make a wonderful pair.