#“mommy please” as he has another man's dick in his mouth

[cwcthzl]

nsfw // richie looks like the type of guy who would find calling his partner 'mommy' extremely hot despite being an homosexual and i find it exceptionally amusing

[kitten4sannie]

dolce and gabbana

pairing: san x guest! reader (fem)

genre: pure smut with a tiddlywink of plot

summary: san can’t seem to get you off his mind after sitting next to you during the latest D&G showcase, so he has no choice but to get you on his dick instead.

w.c: 3.3k

warnings: some alcohol use, subby until he’s not! san, dommy mommy who folds instantly when san asserts himself! reader, both reader and san mutually go after one another despite knowing one of them is MARRIED (hoes will be hoes what can i say <3), reader’s husband is a dick ofc, misogyny (from said husband), cheating, seduction, exhibitionism, mommy/daddy kink….. (i’m weak okay,,), teasing, ITS BIG BTW AND CURVED……, only praise and pet names (omg who hacked k4s???), groping, fingering, kissing, dry humping on a couch in a very crowded room, one neck bite, san cums untouched, oral (receiving), squirting, one singular pussy slap, san puts reader into a mating press on her husband’s side of the bed just for funsies, manhandling, size kink, breeding kink, creampies (sannie cums a lotttt)

a/n: as a pudding since day 1 i am in absolute shambles thanks for asking <3 and YES im very aware i posted yesterday but the fic demons cannot be silenced!!! and just fyi i’m sure san was very grateful and absolutely brimming with excitement to be at the show!! the way i wrote him here does not reflect his actual feelings towards anything,, its just a silly fic and i wrote what i wanted lol. also i wish i could tell you how many times “dolce and gabbana that’s on my titties~” played in my head while i typed this out 😭😭 (also i did not proofread this whatsoever so forgive me if there are errors) but anyways, i hope you enjoy :33

song recs: la romana by bad bunny, rover by kai, planet goddamn by mac miller

San knew eyes would be on him. Why wouldn’t they be? He was dressed to the nines, his hair slicked back to showcase his alluring, feline-like eyes, his sharp, angular features that could give someone a fatal cut if they looked for too long, and most importantly, he was all decked out in a sleek black custom-made top that perfectly adorned his broad shoulders and chest, one that even cinched securely around his impossibly tiny waist. Of course it did. It had been custom fit and made just for his body. Even the tailor had jokingly mentioned that Michelangelo himself must’ve sculpted him to perfection in the heavens before San was born, but San wasn’t laughing. He perfected his body through his own sheer willpower and determination alone, to be the best that he could be for his own self — and if people just so happened to drool over the results of his hard work, then that was simply a perk.

Holding his hand up to shield his eyes from the many camera flashes, he continued to make his way down the walkway, offering many of the starstruck guests a courteous, though charming smile, wondering if their wandering gazes were due to his breathtaking ensemble or what was sitting just below it. The thought tickled him. It continued to amuse him throughout the afternoon, taking picture after picture with eager guests and wealthy tycoons alike, quite pleased with himself when neither man nor woman could seem to control themselves around him, their eyes always drifting downwards to look San up and down like he were next up in an auction, their mouths pressed to their champagne flutes in an effort to quell the thirst they felt, their free hands lingering just a little too long on the small of his back when they bid farewell to him.

San relished the fact that these poor starving individuals could never get a taste of him, no matter how incredibly rich or influential they were. None of them would get a bite of the forbidden fruit without permission from God.

It was then that the show started, various eye-catching models sashaying their way across the aisle to showcase the latest D&G collection, all displaying their own unique set of features and charm. All flawless and angelic in their own right, but they were almost predictable in that way — like mannequins made solely for the rich and beautiful to gawk at. San couldn’t help but look past them, only focusing on the expensive, tailor made clothes that were framing their perfect bodies. And after a while, he almost seemed to grow bored. Of what, exactly? He wasn’t sure. Maybe it was the sheer gaudiness of it all, the lack of self awareness for things that really mattered in the modern world, and the almost nauseating amount of self-sucking the rich individuals around him seemed to be fond of doing. San would’ve pondered it more when somebody near him gently patted his thigh, causing him to look down at the small manicured hand, the diamond ring around your finger glinting in the light like a warning sign.

“Are you bored like I am?” you whispered softly into his ear from beside him, giving him a quaint smile when he turned his head to face you.

San blushed, leaning slightly in your direction. “Am I that obvious?”

“No, don’t worry. None of these drones will be able to notice.” You motioned your head to the crowd around you, their phones in hand, all whispering to each other about how revolutionary the new collection was, despite it looking eerily similar to the fall one from the year before. “You could whip your cock out and no one would bat an eye.”

“Oh?” San studied your flirtatious smile, then looked down just to make sure his eyes hadn’t deceived him. Yep, the ring was still there — and it probably cost more than a starter house. Delighted by your forwardness, San took it upon himself to tease you, reaching down to slowly unbutton his slim-fitted pants. “Well, if that’s the case…”

Your cheeks turning bright red, you reached downwards to shield his crotch from view, looking up at him with wide eyes, your faces now impossibly close. “I-i was fucking with you! Don’t actually take out your dick…”

San’s sharpened eyes flitted from your gaze to your cherry red lips, letting go of his zipper to gently take your hand in his, pressing it firmly down onto his thigh. “Yet…?” he challenged huskily, wondering if you were like all the others and would yank your hand back, scoff in disgust, and pretend as if it had never happened. It was then that San felt you squeeze your warm hand into the meat of his thigh, your fingers just barely pressing into the inseam of his pants.

“You can be a good boy and wait till the after party, can’t you?” you asked in a lower, sultrier tone, pressing your lips to his cheek to leave your mark on him, your hand moving further up his thigh, only pulling away when you felt something hard press into your palm. Smiling sweetly, you leaned in again, this time allowing your lips to brush over his. “Good things come to those who wait.”

And just like that, you turned forward to focus on the models all gathering onto the stage at once along with the designers, clapping along with the rest of the crowd when they all took a bow. You blew a kiss to one of the designers who caught it and pretended to put it in his pocket.

Still breathless from your short encounter, San nudged your thigh with his own, biting into his lip and tasting the sweetness of your lipstick. You nudged him back, glancing at him through the corner of yours eyes, licking at your own lips, like a predator would before pouncing on their prey.

San couldn’t believe he had finally met someone like you. There was a serpent in his garden — and he couldn’t wait for it to swallow him up.

-

The after party was predictable as always — strangers binge drinking and snorting powder off of your previously pristine marble tabletops, others telling embellished stories about their latest trip to their private islands to various locked-in acquaintances, some off doing god knows what in your many empty guest rooms, and you could not, for the life of you, care about what your husband was currently cackling over with his close friends, focusing on the crackling wood sitting inside the fireplace you were all huddled near. When you inevitably ran out of champagne, you patted your husband’s leg so that he could remove his arm from your waist.

He looked down at you with indifference. “What is it?”

“I need more champagne, honey. I’m going to get some.”

Your husband’s face scrunched up. “Haven’t you had enough? If you drink anymore, you’re going to lose your nice figure.” He looked to his friends for validation who simply nodded along in agreement.

Your husband’s chauvinistic comments didn’t bother you anymore, just his persistent presence in your life. He was like a mosquito that was always trying to drain you, one that you could never seem to swat away. Well, nothing a little dick couldn’t fix. “That’s funny, because I seem to recall the tailor coming in this morning for an emergency visit to alter a certain suit,” you mentioned, this time pushing your husband’s arm away from you, surveying his now quiet friends with an unbothered look, before wandering off, not registering the insecurity driven ramblings that your husband was sending your way.

Once you made your way into the crowded loft, you searched your surroundings for what you were looking for, humming at the sight of the pretty boy from earlier sitting on the large plush couch in the corner, a half-empty champagne flute in hand, his attention on one of the models that had walked for your husband’s collection a few hours earlier. He was even more handsome now that you could study his captivating details, your eyes drifting over his bulky frame, from his large arms and shoulders, to his delicate waist, and down to his spread thighs, zeroing in on what was between them, knowing that the beautiful stranger was blessed in more ways than one based off what you had felt earlier.

Without hesitation, you slowly made your way across the room, your stiletto heels digging into the fur carpet below with each concentrated step, licking your red lips when the model placed one of her hands on San’s thighs and squeezed it, his suddenly submissive expression causing more knots to form within your core. You were going to make him yours.

San could barely hear the pretty model’s words over the loud music and the many overlapping voices inside the loft, not knowing what to say when she moved closer to him, clearly going in for the kill. It was then that someone stood over him, their heel nudging into his loafer. He looked up, his once hazy eyes opening wide at the sight of you standing above him with a bottle of champagne in one hand, your other hand already cradling his face. “M-miss…there you are…”

“Here I am,” you purred, running your fingers along his jaw, satisfied with the fact that your lipstick print was still visible on his tan skin.

San gulped, just about spilling the drink he was still holding onto, unknowingly spreading his thighs open further, as if he was giving you an unspoken invitation to climb onto his lap.

Humming, you lowered yourself into his lap, your plush thighs and ass pressing snuggly against his lower half. “Look at you,” you cooed softly into San’s ear, not caring to give the now fuming model any attention, lowering the cold champagne bottle in between your bodies, chuckling at the soft whimper he let out when it pressed into the exposed sections of his skin. “You’re such a good boy, saving a seat for Mommy like this. Aren’t you, baby?”

“Y-yes, I am, s-so good for you…”

“Then, be good and open your mouth,” you purred, lifting the almost empty bottle and pouring some into your mouth. San’s jaw slowly dropped, not knowing that he was already beginning to drool. You didn’t mind, clutching the sides of his heated face and pressing your parted lips onto his, transferring the sparkling alcohol to him, but not without running your tongue over his.

San brought his hands up near the sides of your ass, his fingers trembling, not knowing if he was allowed to touch you, whimpering into your mouth when you sucked the alcohol off of his tongue.

“You can touch, baby.” You reached for his wrists and brought his hands underneath the hem of your short dress, gasping when he squeezed the softness of your ass in between his ringed fingers and began to slowly guide your hips, your clothed cunt rubbing back and forth over his stiffening cock. “Mm, someone’s eager, hm? You’re a naughty one, making the main designer’s wife grind on your cock like this in front of everyone.”

“It’s…Mommy’s fault…” San murmured near your ear, rolling his own hips up into yours, making you feel every inch of his trapped throbbing cock each time he ground himself into you, biting into his lip at the sound of your breathless moans, swearing he saw your grimacing husband from over your shoulder.

“My fault, huh? Mommy should make up for it, shouldn’t she?” you sighed back onto his heated skin, pressing kiss after kiss onto his collarbones, dragging your tongue along the constellation of freckles he had on his neck, making him shudder underneath you.

“Uh-huh…” San moaned out, your hand suddenly squeezing into and sliding back and forth over his erection, your thumb repeatedly rubbing over the pronounced tip, knowing he was staining his expensive pants with sticky pre-cum. “F-fuck, I’ll cum if you keep doing that…”

“So sensitive, baby, you’re so cute…but you’re not the only one, you know? Look what you did to Mommy~” You gave his balls a gentle squeeze just to hear him whimper, before letting go, instead reaching for his hand again and leading it between your legs, moving your soaked panties to the side just in time for San to fill you up with two thick fingers.

“You’re so wet…” San groaned, unable to keep himself from adding another digit inside your slick hole, beginning to pump them in and out of you, allowing the both of you to listen to the obscene squelching sounds your cunt made each time he finger-fucked you. Something switched inside of San when you began to whine and whimper, and fuck yourself back on his fingers, your eyebrows screwed upwards, begging him for more with your teary, half-closed eyes. “So fucking wet just for me, huh? Hey, Miss, did you know your husband is standing just across the room? Think he’s hard knowing I just got his pretty little wife wetter than she’s been in her entire life?”

“B-baby, don’t tease me like that,” you whispered, not wanting the control you had over him to slip out of your grasp, grabbing onto his shoulders, accidentally causing pieces of his solid outfit to fall off and land onto the leather couch.

“It’s San, Miss, but you can call me Sannie if you wanna be a good girl for me,” he chuckled, shoving his fingers into you up to the knuckles, rolling your clit around underneath his heavy thumb. “And, I’m not teasing you, my love, he’s really watching us, and he looks like he wants to kill me.”

Just as you looked behind you to catch your husband’s displeased gaze, San began to ram his soaked digits into your spasming cunt, feeling his lips, tongue, and teeth on your neck. “O-oh my god, Sannie, oh, fuckkkk…”

Just as your warm arousal began to pour out onto his fingers and lap, San bit down into the area where your neck and collarbone connected, letting out a few stunted groans, his hips jolting up into yours, coating the insides of his designer pants with white.

“Did you just…?” you began, before San stuffed his fingers into your mouth, growing quiet and sucking your arousal off of them. He pulled them out with a pop, but you didn’t even get the chance to continue your question because you were suddenly being lifted up into the air, strong hands clutching your thighs, your legs hooked around San’s waist.

Your defeated, emasculated husband was just a blur when San carried you through the crowded room and up the stairs, not stopping until he got to the largest room at the end of the expansive hallway.

“Which side does your husband sleep on?” San asked, once he stood at the foot of the kingsized bed.

“On the right. Why do you–O-oh,” you gasped as he quickly laid you out on the right side of the bed and lifted your dress up, forcefully spreading your thighs open so that he could bury his face in your cunt, repeatedly lapping at your slit and clit over your soaked panties until he couldn’t take it, reaching up to tear your panties off with ease. “Sannie, baby boy, what’s gotten into you?”

San looked up at you with dark, dilated eyes, reaching up to his broad body to rip off the rest of his outfit, his solid muscles flexing as he closed his fingers around your waist, yanking you lower so that your cunt was closer to his face, looking like he was about to eat you alive. “Daddy’s hungry,” he simply replied, diving back into your cunt to lick and slurp up your juices, tonguing your hole just to feel you clench around him, his nose nudging your clit as he ate you out like a starved man.

Sooner or later, you began to shudder and pant, tugging at the ends of San’s sweaty hair, your thighs pressing into the sides of his head until he forcefully held them down, quickly moving his head up and down as he dragged his tongue roughly over your throbbing clit, his focused eyes never leaving yours. “S-sannie, I’m really, fuck– I’m gonna cum…!”

“Cum for Daddy,” he demanded gruffly, stuffing three fingers into your cunt and pounding them into your g-spot, lifting your ass up with his other hand so that he could catch the stream of arousal that suddenly squirted out of you, some of it inevitably soaking into the satin sheets below you. San licked your juices from his lips, going down to give your puffy cunt one last lick to savor your taste, before standing up from the bed and unbuckling his pants.

“Y-you….Did you get possessed by a demon?” you asked half-jokingly, unable to keep your thighs from trembling, wiping the sweat from your forehead with the back of your wrist.

“And if I did? You’d still let me fuck you, wouldn’t you?” San smiled devilishly, his dimples appearing, kicking off his pants and running his closed hand along his curved, dripping length. He pressed his thighs against the side of the bed, running the tip of his cock over your lips, watching fondly as you sucked and licked the beads of pre-cum that leaked from the slit.

“I would.” Lifting yourself up so that you could completely rid yourself of your disheveled dress, you reached up for the handsome stranger, licking the saltiness from your lips. “Now, come here and show Mommy just how much Daddy wants her.”

San wasted no time climbing back onto the bed and folding you up into a mating press, leaning back to send a few wads of spit onto your cunt, smacking his hand against the wetness for good measure, before he plunged himself deep inside you.

You just about screamed, not ready for San’s unusual size and shape, the curve of his cock rubbing deliciously along your tightening walls each time he pounded himself into you. “S–ann–ie…! It’s so big, fuck– so good!”

“Aww, poor baby’s never had a big cock stretching out her pretty pussy before, huh?” San cooed into your ear, pulling all the way out, just to slam himself back in, hitting your g-spot dead on, making you cry out deliriously. “You’ll never be able to go back to your husband after this. You’re gonna be begging for me to take care of you from now on….” San pressed his lips against yours, sucking on your tongue as you moaned out for him. “Want you to cum for me again, baby…Squirt on my cock, okay?”

“S-Sannie, it’s too much,” you whined out, dragging your nails down his broad back, your toes curling just as San punched your next orgasm out of you when his curved cock once again came in contact with your g-spot.

As you began to cry from the overwhelming pleasure, San licked your tears away, gently pressing his lips into your cheek and jaw, shushing you. “Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s here for you.” He clutched you close, holding still inside you, as his cock began to twitch. “Here it comes, princess, just for you.” A hot, creamy stream of cum began to shoot out into you, completely drenching your insides with his load.

You could hardly speak at this point in time, solely concentrated on the pleasure that still had a hold on your sore body and the warmth that was filling you up to the brim, suddenly realizing that your husband really wasn’t going to be happy with you. “Y-you shouldn’t have…nnnngh….”

San continued to roll his hips into you, his eyelids fluttering, groans spilling from his throat, your cunt still milking his pulsing cock for all it had, which was a lot, to say the least. Once there was nothing left to give you, San leaned down, pressing one last kiss to your lips, not caring that you had left your lipstick all over him. “Can I ask you something, baby?”

“Y-yes, San?”

San smiled, his glossy brown eyes glistening in the light. “When you have my baby, will you have the heart to tell your poor husband that it’s actually mine?”

Panting heavily and trying to process what the handsome stranger just said, you finally came to the realization that you let someone who didn’t even know your name possibly impregnate you. Well, at least you had something to talk about over breakfast with your husband, rather than hear him go on and on about his latest collection.

“I’m not sure about that one…”

“Can I ask you one more question?”

“Hm?”

“Should I name our baby Dolce or Gabbana?”

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[divinesolas]

deepest desires

summary: Though you have been married to aegon for a while now it seems he wants nothing to do with you and you worry you will spend the rest of your life miserable; but he ends up finding out a secret you've tried so hard to keep hidden and it brings you two together much to your surprise and delight.

w.c: 2.1k

c.w: sub!aegon, porn with plot, pegging, wooden strap, dom!reader, mommy kink, pathetic aegon, slight overstim, anal stuff, not proofread

a.n: dedicated to my lovelie @aegonswife | i will never shut up about the sub aegon agenda !!

You must have been horrible in your past life for the gods to curse you like this. To be married to a prince should be a wonderful thing yet you feel as though you have been sentenced to death.

You can recount on your hands how many words he’s spoken to you despite your many many many many, many, attempts to get him to converse with you. He will not even glance at you most of the time, well kept to his drinks and his whores. You suppose its a better fate than most at least it seemed he would not force himself upon you or abuse you.

Your wedding is a blur and your wedding night is the same, you remember him swiftly leaving after he released and you remember simply lying there and trying to fall asleep.

It took you awhile to officially move in with him as you stuff got stuck on way to the keep and you just so happened to be out the day it finally arrived at the keep so you had the maids bring your stuff into the room in your stead.

As he’s typically out all day and you did not expect him to be in the room while they were unpacking as it is mid afternoon you walk into the room and are shocked to see him standing in front of one of your opened crates with something you prayed he would never see in his hands.

You’ve always had very, different, cravings and lusts. When women would confess their sinful thoughts you realized you were the odd girl out. Many women wanted to get pinned down by their man and be taken in whatever way he pleased but you had always wanted the opposite. To be the one taking, to pin someone down and having a dick of your own forcefully shoving it into their hole.

When you discovered they had invented such a device that could give you the illusion of you having a cock you immediately used your allowance to track one down and purchase it for yourself. Thought you have never used the things you are now wishing you have never bought it has he clutches it in his hands and tilts his head at you, a look you’ve never seen in his eyes.

“This yours?”

You must look like a fish, opening and closing your mouth unsure of what you’re supposed to say. So you say nothing, instead choosing to run out the room like a madman and do not return until very very very late at night and are shocked to see him asleep in your shared bed. He barely even spent five minutes alone in your shared chambers let alone sleep in there. You quietly lay down next to him and fall asleep, praying he would not be there in the morning.

You had hoped that would be that and you would never have to speak to him again but he continues to follow you around like a lost puppy. Tailing behind you everywhere, your lessons, when you spend time in the garden, even your personal time in the shared room he is laying next to you as you read. The sudden change in his behavior is so jarring you cannot help but ask him about it but he just smiles at you, “You are much different than i thought you to be.” You have no clue what that means.

You grow a sort of, friendly? relationship with one another. You are still too nervous to truly say anything to him while he merely seems content laying besides you.

Everything sort of flips on its head when you are laying on the bed, a book in your lap as usual and the door opens. You are not shocked to see a clearly drunk aegon but are more than shocked when he flops down onto the bed and presses his head to your stomach as he lets out a groan.

“My prince?” he merely hums, “My head hurts.” “Maybe you should try and sleep my prince-” “when are you going to fuck me?”

This has you frozen and he looks up at you with his red eyes. “I’ve been so good why haven’t you?” Your mouth opens in shock as he flops his head back down and presses some wet, open mouthed kisses into the fabric of your nightgown. You stutter and are at a loss for words. He wanted you to fuck him?

“My prince if you wish to perform your marital duties you are free to at any time.” He whines and shakes his head, looking up at you with a pout. “No i want you to fuck me. I’ve been good i promise, i havent gone to any brothels, not since that day mommy i promise.” MOMMY? you liked being called mommy in his whiny voice a bit too much and you simply stare at the top of his head for awhile as you try to think of what to say.

“You still come home drunk.” He looks up at you and you merely blink at him. You are more than sure he will not remember this tomorrow so you will merely say what you need to to get him to stop talking about this. “And you reek of alcohol.”

“If i stop drinking and i stop coming home drunk you will fuck me?” “yes.” You are more than glad he will not remember this in the morning. He rolls off of you and to his side of the bed, his back turned to you. “What are you doing?” “Going to sleep so i can start my vow of sobriety.”

His snores quickly fill the room and you blow out the candle next to you and get under the sheets, staring at the darkness with a racing heart. He does not mean it, he will forget about this tomorrow and this will all be a terrible dream.

You are shocked as you wake up the next day and he is stilly lying in bed, merely staring at the ceiling until you flip the covers off and move to get out of bed, “Good morning.” “Morning.” You barely look at him as you move to get dressed for the day. Rummaging through the closet until you pull out a dress and hang it on your mirror. You look at him through the mirror, “Are you going to watch me get undressed?” “It is wrong to?”

You say nothing but simply stare at him until you slowly move the straps of your dress and your nightgowns falls to the floor and you are completely bare.

“So how long must i be sober? A day? a week? a month?” You freeze and turn your head back to look at him.

“what are you talking about-” “were you the one who had been drunk last night wife? must i remind you of what we had discussed?”

You bring the dress you had meant to wear today closer to your chest to cover yourself as you feel a sense of shame wash over you. “If you wish to mock me so then do it.” His head tilts at you as you stare down at the ground. “why would i wish to mock you?

“asking me to fuck you after you had found that horrid device you must mean to mock me…” He quickly stand and you back up until you hit the mirror and he is standing in front of you. “I do not mean to mock you. I had avoided you in the past because i had been under the impression you were just like every other lady at the court but i know now you were made for me, we were made to be together. I have wished to have a lady like you, to fill my wildest desires, i wish for you to do anything you wish. To rule body and use me like a toy. To fuck me like i am nothing but a whore on silk street.”

You stare at him with wide eyes as he drops to his knees and looks at you like you are a goddess. “I was born to serve you. I am at you every whim and every wish.”

You feel something overcome you as he stares up and you and you lose every ounce of self control you have.

“Stand.” He quickly stands up and stares at you eagerly noticing the new look in your eyes.

“Strip.”

He rushes to rip off his shirt and pants and awaits your instructions. You snap your fingers and point to the bed where he quickly moves to sit down on it. You walk over to him and grab his chin to tilt his head upwards. “You want mommy to take care of you?” He lets out a long whine as he nods his head feverishly.

“lay on your stomach.” he follows your instructions without complaining like a loyal mutt. He has no clue what youre doing but he can hear you rummaging around the room, your bare feet peddling against the ground for a few moments and he finds himself unable to lay still, wiggling and whimpering to himself as he grows impatient, on of his hands even begins to slide down to stroke himself before you slap his ass and he moans. “Thought you were a good boy huh? what happened to him?”

“no no i am i am i promise im sorry im sorry.” You slap him again, “I dont wanna hear it.” He continues to mumble and whimper until he feels you shove two oiled inside him and he lets out a high pitched noise and bites the pillow he’s pressing his head against.

“Loose. you're such a fucking whore, look at you.” He doesn’t not respond not that you expected him too but he gets louder and louder the more and more you continue to thrust your fingers in and out of him, reeling in the feeling of you presses kisses against his back and the way your free hand wraps around his cock and toys around with his tip.

“look at you, so fucking pathetic. I bet youve been dreaming of this for months huh, sick freak.” He babbles like a baby unable to form any words or any thoughts the closer he gets, precum pouring out of his tip that you use to pump him slowly. He is so close he can taste it, what hes been craving for so long, he wants it so bad he wants to please you.

Yet you pull away right as hes on the brink and he can barely control himself. Tears begin to spring from his eyes and be turns his head towards you, whimpering. “please.” “you’ll take what i give you.” “but mommy-“ “who said you can talk back?”

He sniffles, “im sorry mommy im sorry please i just wanna be good for you mommy.” his words are slurred and you cant help but feel your heart ache slightly and you grab his cheek, rubbing away his tears with his thumb, “you good?”

He nods, and leans against your cheek sniffles again. “I just wanna be good for you mommy.” You nod and press a kiss against his lips and when you pull away he chases after you lightly as he looks at you with glowing eyes. “You’re so pretty baby, such a good boy, mommys gonna take care of you okay?” “yes yes please please.”

He lets out a gasp as he feels your wooden strap begin to slowly push its way into his pulsing hole. You barely give him anytime to adjust before you begin to vigorously thrust in and out of him. Gripping onto his hair for stability.

The tears begin to pour down his face as he grabs his cock with his free hand, bringing himself closer to release as his hips move back to meet yours. You find yourself unable to hide your amusement as he grows more and more desperate, heaving and whining the closer and closer he gets to release, letting out incoherent babbles of nonsense.

When he releases he lets out a scream that your sure the whole keep could hear, his body shaking as his seed spills out onto the bedsheets below him, sobs racking his body. You press a long kiss against his lips and he shakily returns it. When you had thought you would be doomed to a life of misery it appears you were wrong as your life just got a whole lot more interesting.

[merakidoll]

≡;- ꒰ °𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲꒱

choso and yuki - the couple who was known for their love of turing people out. but maybe this time you turned them out.

warnings : chubby reader! bi yuki (DUH) - oral (f) kinda (m) as well! yuki’s high key obsessed with readers taste! spiting in mouths, kissing, hickeys. vaginal penetration (unprotected) don’t be like them. tribbing, reader has nipple piercings, don’t get it twisted with all this slutting out their doing yuki and choso are STILL in love! yuki real gay! fingering. pet names : precious, princess, sugar, mommy, daddy. lots of cumming - 17+

mirah note! : my first fic AHH! please let me know if you liked it, also thank you for 6k, mwah!🎀 3.1k words

s.w.i.n.g.e.r.s.

swingers. that was the perfect word to describe yuki and choso. they were in love, even a blind man could sense it, but they both craved excitement. while yes, their sex was amazing and passionate, all things that were love and lust. they loved the thrill of turning out someone new. pulling all of their tricks they were supposed to reserve for one another, and doing it to someone else. making them fall head over heels with a chilling orgasm, and tear bringing aftercare, and then leaving. just before they could open their eyes. an already pre written note saying “this was fun” with both of their names waiting on the hotel’s pillow.

and this one was no different … right?

you intrigued them by your pink aura - well clothing. but aura as well. you were so bubbly, bouncing in your seat as you took small sips of your sex on the beach, hair bouncing with each move as well as your breast; which is what the pair was staring at. the automatic arousal came when you turned slightly, and the two ball shaped imprints where right where your hardened nipples sat. that’s when yuki knew to go in. she went in as she usually did. “hi precious, i couldn’t help but see how pretty you looked tonight” her voice calming, making your thighs clench, your big eyes staring at the gorgeous women and mouth practically drying.

“o-oh?” yuki got closer, kissing your cheek that was caked with a sunset orange blush that complimented your melanated skin…. her red lip stick staining you, as if she was claiming her prey- which in a way she was. yuki always went in first due to her maternal nature. she was a sexy woman; a pretty figure with words that knew how to melt anyone on the spot. the sight of his lover making the pretty pink princess shudder in her seat made choso’s dick harden.

he has been hard, MANY times. but this sight ? how the moment between you two was as if it was only you two in the room, eyes staring deep into one another with the hot, sensual skin contact. that was different, he stopped his staring when your eyes met his. his heart stopped for a moment. a deep heavy breath passing his pierced lip, but he made it very unnoticeable. a slight wave with a charming smile that again visibly made you shake in yuki’s hands. “oh, you think he’s pretty precious?” she smiled convincingly, kissing your neck and taking a deep inhale in your vanilla scent. pussy throbbing at how delectable you would be to just eat up.

before you or choso knew it, you were getting walked to the exact place he was sitting. his heart pounded hard, sweat growing on his palms- but again he played it cool. irritation boiled in the lower pits of his stomach at wondering you had him this nervous. not only you, but his girlfriend. it was as if ten minutes with you already had her dominance peaking. she already exuded so much power now everyone was captivated by her and it made him nervously hard. but he understood why as soon as you were next to him muttering a small “hi”. god you made him want to stuff your cunt- and your smell, pre cum stained onto his calvin klien’s. pants getting so tight he felt like he couldn’t breath

“what a pretty thing” he said looking up from you to yuki who was still attached to you. her face imprinted in your neck, dark eyes looking up at choso and a hmm falling from her mouth. “wanna eat her up right pretty?”

choso didn’t respond, already ready to go, he wanted to make you feel so damn good. and the way you looked up at him didn’t help the situation. three adults with three clouded minds left the bar on a mission. it was uncertain when the steamy makes outs started. but you’re pretty sure it was in the cab.

yuki tilted your head back and whispred for you to open your mouth, and an unexpected moan from the slow drop of the man’s spit falling into your mouth then going right into a hot kiss almost had you cum on spot.

or on the elevator up to the hotel room, yuki trapping you against the hard body of choso, giving you sweet kisses that had you craving more. with your closed eyes, you moved forward to get another but was met with air. and if you weren’t being held, you would have fallen face first

“pay attention princess, you’ll get another soon,” he reassured when you started to pout ushering you out. you and choso watched yuki’s hips move as she walked to the room likeshe owned the place.

her hips swaying captivating you both, and it didn’t help when she turned around to catch you both in the act. her beautiful smirk taking you both out of a trances. “you guys coming?” walking into the room, the door open as if you were practically walking into a room of hungry lions.

you had expected this, but not in this good. this was way more than expected. you knew they were skilled in their area, knowing how to work one’s body until they fainted from all of the pleasure. it’s funny because that’s exactly what they’re doing to you.

they looked better naked, both having toned bodies that picked your curvy frame up like you weighed nothing. they tossed you around like their personal fuck toy and you were enjoying every moment. you had came once on their long slender fingers, and clit rubs with kisses as you laid in yuki’s arms like a princess. “tell him how good it feels sugar. awe my princess loves that cho!” choso smiled, moving his head to kiss your thick thighs moaning at how good your cum - coated, pussy smelled.

as soon as the first orgasm ended, the second began, yuki resting you onto the pillow and meeting her lover at the edge of the bed. you were confused. missing her warmth and a small “w-what” leaving your dry lips. you had missed the silent communication the two exchanged. so into cumming that it’s the only thing on your mind, and the add on praises wasn’t helping. but when a shared kiss came and it was directly on your cunt, you knew the night was only getting started.

“o-ohhh,” you cried, both of them draping one leg over their shoulder. their tongues working together, kissing and licking you pussy clean to watch it get messy again. choso and yuki were calculated on their movements. locking lips at any giving moment and the happy spot just so happened to be where your clit was. your legs shook again, the meat on your thighs jiggling while you tried your best to push them away and close your legs. but you had absolutely no control. you were too weak. yuki slapping your thigh with a muffled “don’t be bad” that you wish could have gone unheard but it didn’t and all you wanted to do was be good for them.

choso moved back with a glistening face, enjoying the view his girlfriend was providing. he noticed that you hadn’t even resonated the missing mouth. yuki taking all control and slowly making her way down to you pink hole that clenched in the cool air. he watched as your hand creeped its way down. grabbing ahold of her blond hair, and fucking her …tounge into you at your own pace. “y-yes! don’tstopppp! p-please” you begged while bobbing yuki’s head into your pussy and she let you, enjoying the moment, her eyes closed while her stomach churned wetness dripping on the floor.

she started to feel pleasure shoot through her body. choso taking the initiative to please her. fucking his fingers into her pussy and sucking her nipples. he watched how you screamed, moving faster wanting you both to cum together. he popped one of the hard buds out of his mouth moving to kiss her ear. “almost there,” he said, starting to scissor his fingers inside of her, her shaky body head still being bobbed and ears ringing, everything feeling so good; all it took was for you to clench down on her wet warm muscle, your nails digging into her scalp as your orgasms hit you- hard.

“OH! OHMYGODDUHHH” you shut your eyes tight while pushing her head away, not even seeing the beautiful sight of the woman cumming herself. she fell back onto choso, cream all over her face and cum in her mouth that she choked on from having too much going on with her body. choso watched you both lose your minds. as yuki came he still fucked his fingers into her, making her get so sensitive that when she finally stopped creaming all over his fingers and the floor, the room was silent. each woman needing a break. so he began to plot, eyes on you once he laid his love on the ground to catch her breath.

your were balled on the bed, hands holding your- what he could assume was a very sensitive cunt. he wonders if you thought they were done, if you thought you were leaving without being stuffed. yuki could practically tell what her boyfriend was thinking- and she herself was thinking the same thing just needed to regain her energy. gently tapping his thigh she looked in his eyes and nodded. oh, how you were so oblivious to the fun just not starting. “you okay?” he walked over to you, getting on the bed. you hummed with a mind still foggy, pussy throbbing intensely.

“words princess” his voice low and commanding that you opened you watery eyes and mumbled “y-yes daddy” making him groan. it not helping his hard cock that stood right on your face begging to be touched. this was your first time seeing it for tonight. while he wasn’t very long, choso had girth; the type to stretch you like you’ve never been stretched before and if he knew how to work it right, make it go so deep. and it’s choso we’re talking about - of course he knew how to.

“can you handle more” he slyly asked using the pads of his thumb to wipe off the mascara streak and cursing to himself at how pretty you looked; just like a fucked out princess. he has taken away your thought of asking where the women went. preparing yourself for yet another orgasm that was going to take much more out of you than the other two. his instructions were clear: sit on your knees in front of him. and you did just that, taking the little time that you had to look for yuki who was no where to be found. your heart tingling a little at not seeing her, wanting both of their attention. but when choso started to suck on your neck, you had forgotten about your train of thought.

whimpering and tilting your head so he could do more, he noticed your actions, licking from the mark he just created to his next one. “naughty girl,” his words went right to your core. where he slowly spread your legs and dipped his hand down to see if you were wet enough to take him- he already knew the answer. when your slimy juice dripped into his palm, he moaned against you, spreading your legs wider and putting his cock in between you. you back was against his chest, his nipples rubbing over your skin felt amazing. you could feel his cock rub between your walls; mouth opening in a silent cry when the tip of him touched your bud. “you ready beautiful? because god am i ready to ruin you”

“y-yes! yes please daddy” the name sent electricity throughout his body, his rough hands turning your head to kiss you, and you could taste yourself on his lips as your tongues danced around each others. his tip poking at your hole and pushing in, the fat head stretching you so much that you’re moaning loudly in his mouth. “that’a g-girl” he groaned, shutting his eyes while still kissing you, taking it deeper as your pussy took him deep all the way until you met the base. everything felt so full, a small print in your chubby tummy and choso gripping your love handles to pull you back onto him.

you breast jerking from his rough yet soft thrust. “feel good, baby?” he watched your face scrunch and your body shake and all it took was one little plunge. you were dizzy, brain going back to this cumcumcum state where all you could fathom was feeling good. he started slow, sliding his hand to wrap around you throat, gently squeezing the area and making you clench a patch of cream going around him. once you started to scream, “m-more! harder daddy” he did that for you - after all you were his princess.

you pussy felt so good, like the best warm hug after a crying session. except this time the warm hug is what had him crying. choso has fucked a lot of pussy, and ass because he was a women and man catcher. but nothing could compare to yuki or you for that matter. the way you both squeezed down on him, taking his dick just right. he fit like a glove in not only her - but you. and it was questionable if he would really want to give this up.

even with pumping his cock into and fucking you like the slut that you are, he longed for the dynamic that was three - you, yuki, and himself had. he questioned where she was missing her presence and all of his thinking subsided when she crawled on the bed like an animal hunting her prey- you

her eyes were darker, ready to taste the juicy pussy again. when yuki had disappeared she made her way to the bathroom cursing herself at how the taste of pussy, and choso amazing fingers had her losing her mind. the two lovers not knowing they were fighting the same internal battle- and that was not wanting to leave you. the sight that she walked out to after getting herself together had heat gushing to her core. she could hear your begs and moans, whimpers and pleads of you wanting to be fucked. but she wasn’t expecting the sight to look so damn pretty. the prettiest thing she’s ever seen.

she knew that you didn’t see her or feel her get onto the bed, and the look she gave choso told him to not mention it. laying beneath you she could see the way his cock fucked you. she could see how deep he was, how your hole took him in so well making a mess. she found the displayof your pussy taking his cock so ethereal that it would be cruel to not at least give where you both met a kiss. she moved her face close sticking her tounge out to catch the juices that splattered everywhere when you met his base. with once he moved out a little, she kissed your pussy and licked up to his cock. “y-yuki! fuck” choso’s voice cried his body shaking, his orgasm so close. “c-cum p-please!” you asked as fresh tears falling from your eyes, you pussy getting sensitive and the duo of getting fucked and licked made you feel faint.

what you both thought was one time because multiple, yuki going back to eating your pussy and occasionally licking choso, watching how he got sloppy with his thrust and you couldn’t stop clenching. “i’m t-there baby! fuck i’m there … c- cum with me, hm?” his breath grew short, his balls feeling full to the point they hung lower than before. “g-gonna stuff this cunt,” he closed his eyes seeing stars “g-gonna give you p-pretty babies and make y-you stay w-with me and y-yuk- SHIT!��� he yelled when she kissed one of his veins. yuki listened to his words, her pussy juices getting on the already filthy bed, enjoying the day dream of what’s he was saying.

and you were too. the idea of having their babies being theirs could only make you say “IMCUMMINGGG!” yuki didn’t move when you squirted all over her face, the mixture of choso cum too because, god, you were tightening around him too much that he couldn’t hold back. she let the messy wetness pour down on her, moaning to the taste like the best forbidding fruit and she wanted to have it all the time. she never knew she loved eating pussy that much until tonight. until you blessed her with your sweet nectar. now she feels you’re the only source that will help her survive.

choso pulled out, both of you falling on the bed. she took that time to do her final bid - to finally break you, making you cum one last time. your blurred vision moaned when her wet cunt met yours. “m-mommy” you said, bitting your lip “i-i can’t take ittt” you hiccuped when she started to hump into you. your messy cunts rubbing together and creating the best rhythm. choso wasn’t shocked, he knew his girlfriend had a thing for tribbing, calling it “the finale stretch” in this night long love making with their person of the night.

but instead of going rough as she usually did, she went soft, kissing your lips and praising how much she loved your cunt. now, you were theirs, and he didn’t feel upset, enjoying the show because all of their marks of claims were true. they had no intention on leaving you after a night like this. you teared up, your cunt sensitive and your next orgasm just two more humps away. you kissed yukis soft lips as your pussy came again. she could feel the gush of you get on her. how your clit rubbed against her fold just right, and you pretty little cries of “m-mommyc-cum!cumm” made her let go. god, she loved when you called her mommy.

when she lazily fell beside you, you instantly curled into their warm embraces falling into a deep sleep. usually the two would make their person stay up for aftercare; but this time, they opted for a quick clean and cuddled, already planning this new life with you. and they were gonna show you the best aftercare when the sun rose and they didn’t feel exhausted. because you were different.

the sun crept through the draped curtains, hitting choso who felt a cool sheet beside him first. he instantly sat up, seeing his girlfriend laying next to him. but not you.

instead, what was on your pillow waiting for them was a note, and a thong.

“this was fun! thanks xoxo”

[chaepink]

DAY 5: HEAT IT UP! | TEMPERATURE PLAY

gojo loves being a brat and by the amount of times he has been one, he's gotten use to your punishments. so you decided to try something new on him.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ PAIRING ⸻ gojo satoru x reader

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WARNINGS ⸻ dom!reader, temperature play, ice play, edging, brat taming, punishment, crying, bondage, mommy kink, blindfolding

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WORDS ⸻ 1.2k words

KINKTOBER EVENT

You always knew your boyfriend was just so pretty. With his breathtaking blue eyes that you love to see tears fall from, to his luscious hair that you love to pull on, it's common knowledge that he's attractive.

But at this current moment, you like to think that he looks even more pretty: wrists tied to the headboard, a blindfold covering his eyes, head tilted back to reveal his neck, and legs spread to expose his hard dick.

You grin at his figure and coo at him. "I've barely touched you yet and yet you're shaking, baby." Sitting in between his legs, you let your hands roam up and down his legs, earning a shiver from the man.

You see his adam's apple bob and your hands pause on his thighs, mere inches away from his hardened dick. You're teasing him, he knows it.

Though you know that it's not enough to break his bratty demeanor yet.

Gojo grins at you. "What? You think im shaking cause of just this?" His tone is laced with cockiness to rile you up. "What are you going to do next, spank me mommy?"

A sly smile makes its way onto your face. "That sounds enticing but not today. Though I would shut my mouth if i were you, gojo." Before he could retort back, your hand ghosts over one of his nipples, immediately feeling it get stiff. Your action has him biting his lips to keep his noises in and you quickly put the nipple in your mouth, your tongue swirling around it before biting it. Gojo has always been a sucker for when you touch his sensitive nipples and you know it's a quick way to break his bratty demeanor.

Though you have another way to do so as your other hand reaches to grab a ice cube that you've placed in a bowl on the nearby nightstand.

"ah! s-shit is that are you can do?"

You chuckle. "Of course not, gojo." You immediately put the ice cube on his other nipple and oh do you love the reaction it emits from him. As the coldness touches his sensitive nipples, you watch his mouth open into a 'o' and his breath quicken. A drawn out whimper leaves him and his back arches, almost as if he wants the ice cube to press against his body even more.

"o-oh god!"

The contrasts of your warm mouth and the coldness of the ice has his head spinning. While the blindfold on him prevents him from already seeing anything, it heightens his other senses, making him extremely sensitive to your touch. Is this what you meant when you said you wanted to try something new?

The ice cube circles around the nipple as his other gets bitten, sucked, and licked. Little 'ah!'s and gasps leave him and when the ice cube begins to trail down his chest and melt, he sucks in his breath.

You finally pull back from his chest and lean in to whisper in his ear as the ice continues to move downwards to his stomach and finally his inner thigh where you hear him let out a whine.

"Where do you want the ice, gojo? Tell me." Ragged breaths escape from him. Your tone is innocent but he knows you're far from it. He knows that you know where he wants it but you want him say it himself. You want him to beg for it.

"mommy please!" You tsk, shaking your head.

"darling," you coo, "you know what i want to hear, dont you?" Gojo nods.

"put... put the ice on my dick? please?" You chuckle.

Without warning you put the ice cube directly on his tip and watch as it melts, the cold water dripping down to his base. He begins thrashing in your hold and throws his head back, curse words flooding out his mouth.

"fuck!"

You glance at his face and widen your eyes when you see his blindfold begin to darken and sniffles fill the room. But realization dawns on you. He's crying.

"are you really crying, gojo? just from some ice on your dick?" Gojo pouts at where he heard your voice from. "s-shut up! 'm not..."

You drag the ice down his dick and watch as it melts and mixes with his pre cum. "mhm, right." You feel him try to subtly grind against the ice.

Gojo's breath quickens at the unusual sensation but as it continues, the feeling quickly becomes addicting. It's not long till the ice melts all the way and he's begging for more.

You can only chuckle at his eagerness. "This is supposed to be a punishment, gojo. And yet you're enjoying it." Gojo shakes his head as if his thighs aren't shaking, dick isn't leaking pre cum, and moans haven't been leaving his mouth.

"Don't lie. You really are such a whore, aren't you?"

Gojo swallows but still shakes his head, making you let out a disappointing sigh. "Still acting like a brat?" You take another ice cube from the bowl and drag the cube from the bottom of his dick to the top, making Gojo let out a girlish squeal.

A hand on his thigh keeps him from trying to close his legs and the rope tying his hands to the headboard keep him from touching you. Though of course he could escape if he wanted to but his head is too mushy right now to even remember just how strong he is.

His loud noises are music to your ears. And you have a idea to have more leave his mouth.

You lean down and drag your tongue drags along the length of his dick, tasting the bitterness of his pre-cum and the coldness of the ice. The feeling of your warm tongue and the cold ice hits him like a train.

Gojo's reaction is immediate. His back arches as his a loud moan rips from his throat and you're surprised when cum shoots from his dick to make a mess on his chest. You immediately pull back a little with widened eyes as Gojo's chest rises up and down. Did Gojo just cum from just that?

After calming down from his orgasm, Gojo realizes how quiet you are and lets out a whimper. "I-I didn't mean to cum, I swear!" You see the blindfold covering his eyes start to damp again.

A cold feeling on your fingers makes you realize that you still have ice in your hand. You quickly see that some of Gojo's cum made it on the ice and with a small grin on your face, you lean towards him.

"It's okay, baby. Can you open wide for me?" He quickly does what you say and opens his mouth, tongue sticking out in anticipation of what you're gonna do. When you place the soiled ice cube on his tongue, his mouth immediately envelops it and he moans when he tastes himself on it.

However when your hand suddenly wraps around his dick, Gojo gasps in surprise and whines when he feels you start to play with it, his dick immediately hardening again.

"Did you forget that you're being punished, Gojo?" You tsk at him. "Don't think we're over yet." And Gojo whimpers at that.

note : this was kinda rushed, i just wanted to finish this as quick as possible since it's super late </3

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[mingwrites]

Any thoughts on ateez and subspace?? Literally anything I'm just curious

omg DEFINITELY thank u for asking nonnie,,,

ateez & subspace

seonghwa had entered subspace just a few times before. typically, it would happen right after a concert, when the man had just been on top of the world and in full control of thousands when it came to his fans' excitement. you would be lying if you said the switch in him didn't give you whiplash, but it also made sense; after such a high high, there was nothing left for him to do but be put in his place. after looking out for his fans all night, he needed to be looked after. and you took good care of him.

hongjoong got you into subspace on the regular. he loved punishing his naughty little kitten when they acted up-flirting with other men and wearing provocative outfits when he couldn't rip them right off you. he was a born leader in every way, and he loved to, needed to assert his dominance. he stripped you of your humanity in those moments, leaving you a whining, begging mess of a hole.

the first time yunho saw you in your subspace, it freaked him out a little. he wasn't used to having that intimate and profound power over another person and seeing you mindlessly beg for his dick, beg to be punished, beg to be nothing more than a little fuck-thing made him feel...weird. as much as his dick liked it, he worried about you. so he played your game, made you his fuck-thing, before pulling you back up for air with the most gentle and loving aftercare you had ever received.

yeosang entered subspace once. you were experimenting, trying out pegging, and you had him on his hands and knees. "on your elbows," you told him, and he obeyed, laughing a little bit out of discomfort as his ass was left sticking up in the cold, still air. "good boy," you whispered in your deepest, most sultry voice, and the moan that came out of him was something you never thought you'd hear; it was high pitched and breathy, innocent like a child yet filthy like an animal. "thank you, mommy," he said before you had your way with him.

san found it amusing to see you in subspace. it stroked his ego to see you submit your entire being to him, your legs spread wide, cheeks flushed and as a whole, disheveled. his favorite thing in the world was being your daddy-taking care of you the way you needed him to, having your permission to use you the way he needed, and making you all his. his second favorite thing was cuddling you afterwards.

mingi reacted similarly to yunho upon seeing you submit to him completely. he almost didn't know what to do with himself at first. but he grew into his role as your dominate, seizing the opportunity and taking full advantage of you, more specifically your body. abusing every hole, making easy work of your tits and your clit, turning you into a helpless plaything-this man knew how to make the most out of you, and he loved doing it.

wooyoung entered subspace just about every other night. as a switch, he's familiar with both roles and has no problem diving into either head first. this doesn't mean he's a good submissive, however. the brat of all brats, wooyoung managed to make your life hell even when in subspace. "mommy, that's not good enough," "i need more, please, mommy," "i'll be a good boy, just let me cum!"

jongho would never say it out loud, but he loved when you slipped into subspace. it made him feel so big and powerful, while his fragile little darling sobbed for his dick, fingers and mouth. sometimes, he would get rough and manhandle you because the sight and sound of you completely sent him into overdrive, making him forget to be gentle with his baby. he only got shy after you returned to normal, often commenting on his eagerness or his strength, which caused him to blush and giggle.

[baby-dr1ver]

kinktober &lt;3

titles

f1!grid x reader

charles

to be honest with you, I see Charles as more of a pet name kinda guy. I don't think he's into being called 'daddy' or 'sir'.

Charles is the type of guy to give you soft pentanes like "love" "baby" "lover" "sweet girl" "pretty girl" or any French name, when he's being really romantic with you. When he's in a rougher mood, he'll pull out "slut" "my slut" to get himself riled up, and he likes the way your pupils dilate when he calls you that.

Charles is such a little marshmallow, I just don't think he's be into that.

carlos

I think this ones obvious....Papi. This man won't even be balls deep in you yet and he'll demand to hear papi come out of your mouth at least once. He'll be fingering you so slowly, using that little come hither motion to hit all those sensitive spots, making you beg for it.

"c'mon hermosa, I know you can do it."

"por favor papi, necesito que me folles. basta de estas burlas." That bastard would pull his fingers out just to rub your clit to keep you on edge. "Aye, buen trabajo bebe, such a good girl for me." next thing you know he's got his cock out and he's fucking you like there's no tomorrow. Just to hear your little 'uh uh's' and 'papi!' mixed in.

lewis

I mean c'mon now, sir hamilton! On a real, I for sure see him being into 'sir'. He'd love the submissive tone you'd take before he ever got your clothes off. You'd be at some club celebrating his podium, and when he asks if you could grab him another drink-you'd lean down in his ear and whisper "yes sir" the way his dick would twitch-

by now you know you've got him locked in. especially when he's got you on the dance floor, letting your hips move against his in a way that would make anyone blush. He'd touch you over your dress, over your breast, gripping your hips. Now you're whimpering, begging even "please s-sir." You'd lead his hand down, right under your dress to cup your pussy. "need you to touch me sir, p-please." at this point, Lewis has got you halfway out the club so he can fuck you in the backseat.

lando

.....mommy?

your gonna tell me this man isn't a switch? As if you wouldn't have him sat in a chair, hands interlaced behind it, gently stroking his cock - aiming to overstimulate him? You're gonna tell me that he wouldn't whimper and moan, pushing his dick up into your hands, trying to get you to go faster? "ah! please mommy can't take it a-anymore!" You'd giggle and lick around the head of his cock softly. "Poor baby." You'd mock pout and Lando would itch to reach out for you, to hold your hand, or your hair, anything he could reach. Looking at the way his lips tremble and his legs shake, the way he begs, you finally gave in. "don't worry baby, mommy will help you."

okay now, that aside, I feel like Lando would like the occasional 'daddy'. but you have to be strategic when you use it. When he's worked up after a race, placing 8th and needing to have some sort of control. He'd have a tight grip on your hair as he forces you on your knees in the middle of his driver room.

"that's it baby, love daddy's dick down your throat huh?" He'd moan as he write literally pushes his dick repeatedly down your throat.

or: when he's gotten a good pole position, and he's feeling really cocky. when you can feel the confidence radiating off of him. The way he eyes you after the race, the possessive hand around your waist. he would just radiate, scream, daddy.

oscar <3

my baby Oscar. everyone see's him as this sweet, shy, reserved person. never would be the type to take control in a situation, level headed. And they aren't wrong, he is! however....he's a sucker for his name. he feels titles are weird after other relationships, you've called other dudes daddy, sir, papi, whatever. his name is his and his only.

the days when he's had to watch half the grid flirt with you as if he wasn't there. having to endure every giggle, blush everyone else gets.

you'd come back to the hotel and he'd slam his things down on the bed. "are you seriously upset?" Oscar would roll his eyes, "No quite frankly I'm not, none of them have you screaming their name every night. it's me, I'm the only person who can get you that way."

"Oscar...." He'd smirk and stalk over to you. "yeah that's right, it's MY name, MY name you're moaning so loud every driver in a mile radius can hear it." Oscar would have a hand around your throat, slowly pushing you back to the wall. "You're my girl understand, no one get's to touch you like I do."

oof I'm sweatin'

[taurder]

Saturdays

top!dom!reader x sub!peter b. parker (earth 616B)

contains: breeding kink, degradation, slut shaming, praise kink, begging, daddy kink, fingering (character receiving), mommy kink.

you loved saturdays, and so did peter. they were the day he didn't have to worry about mayday's whereabouts, since it was the usual day mj could take care of her and give peter the day off. so he had the entire day to hang with you more privately, and that always meant fucking in every surface available in your apartment.

today in particular peter had been really desperate to get you to fuck him, barely giving you time to undress when he was already asking for your fingers, being kind enough to fetch the lube himself so you wouldn't waste another second.

Your fingers inside his needy hole while his chest was pressed against the kitchen table were enough after some minutes to make him cum without warning. "k-keep going. please take me already, issfine" you were surprised that he was already slurring his words out, but you smiled at the neediness of your lover, groping his ass with both hands first just to make him whine and push back at you.

"someone's really horny today, huh?" you cleaned your fingers in his lower back, chuckling at his shivering for the anticipation, arching his back and extending his hand to one end of the table to hold himself. "if you really want it then ask for it. you think i'll fuck you just because your slutty ass is craving a cock inside?"

his dick twitch at the mean words and you smiled while getting more lube in your dick, watching him wiggle his ass and turning to see you while he beg. "please, daddy. i- i really want you inside" you got closer, taking with one hand his waist, the other guiding your cock at him. "yes! yes yes yes please– oh god, thank you so mghhh" you cut his words by getting completely inside in one thrust.

peter's wording became worst every time you hit his prostate, making him moan loud as he barely could hold back his strength to not break a piece of the table with the way he was holding into it. you grabbed him with both hands now, sliding in and out fast, pressing him further into the table and making his body grind against it.

"ah, ah, ah, ha- harder. want-mGHH. ah, ah, da-aah-ddy" he always got so cock dumb when you had your way with him. you give him a slap, making him yelp breathlessly before repeating a variation of your name and the word daddy, so prettily that it got you thinking.

"maybe i should knock you up so you can really make me a daddy" you felt in your dick when the words made him react, his body stopping a second but his walls getting tight, keeping you in. "you'd like that? you think i'm deep enough to put a baby in you?"

you slid deeper, and he moaned louder, a trail of saliva already making a big wet stop in the table where he couldn't keep his mouth shut. you fuck him harder, rougher, not able to stop spilling dirty words seeing how much it affected him.

"c'mon peter you already are a dad, you want to be a mommy now?" his next whine was high-pitched, you knew he was close again. "i"ll fuck you good, make sure it takes. all day full of cum, just how you always like to be" the wet noise the lube created in every thrust was just as sinful as your words.

"come for me again, mama. milk my dick as you desperately want" peter's face was now against the table, he had given up on talking, just mumbling and letting out moans as his eyes went up in his head. you reached for his dick then, squeezing it at the same time you felt your own climax near and with another moan from the horny spider-man you both came.

his seed painted the floor again, legs tensing up but he hold his position for you, making sure you came deep inside him. and you did. staying there until peter could close his mouth again after riding his own intense orgasm, and you slid out loving the view of his abused hole twitching for the loss.

"you're an asshole" was the first thing he said, his brain and mouth able to function better now after some minutes. he was blushing, holding back a pout as you cleaned his legs and then his cheek from the dried saliva. you smiled raising an eyebrow at him, pinching his belly. "don't let our baby hear you saying that".

he push you slightly, his face redder. you've just found out your lover's newest kink, and you intended to explore it fully.

[ardorwritesfanfic]

Blue Lock Men and their Kinks

A/N: I’ve been itching to write some Blue Lock stuff lately, so here’s some smut with my favorite boys! Also, the title says kinks, but it’s more of what they’re like in bed!

Genre: Headcanons, smut

Featuring: Isagi Yoichi, Chigiri Hyoma, Bachira Meguru, Kunigami Rensuke, Itoshi Rin

Warnings: Lactation kink, praise kink, daddy kink, sub-Dom dynamics, pegging, hair pulling, bondage, mommy kink, reader is AFAB.

All characters are aged 20+!

MDNI!

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi is a switch, and he doesn’t really lean one way or another

When he doms, he’s a soft dom. He really just wants to take care of you!

When he subs, he’s very obedient.

He will do anything he can to please you, even if that means he has to beg for a taste of you~

Definitely has a praise kink. Whether he’s domming or subbing, please tell him how good he is!

Practically cums instantly if you call him a good boy~

Isagi’s favorite parts of you are your tits and your thighs, so thigh fucking and titty fucking are a must!

“F-Fuck your tits feel so good around me. I’m gonna cum on that pretty face of yours!”

Mostly moans and grunts, but sometimes when he’s truly desperate, he’ll whimper.

Prefers slow, intimate sex. Loves to feel and bask in how close you two are.

Isagi does also have a slight breeding kink.

Relishes in the idea of cumming inside you, especially if you tease him with it.

Can get a bit territorial with you, especially when it comes to a certain green haired man~

Will mark you up just to prove that you’re his, if you’re comfortable with it, of course!

Isagi is a dream with aftercare. He’ll grab a wet towel to clean you up, and offer to grab you some water afterwards!

If he’s subbing, he’ll be extra clingy afterwards. Running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp are the easiest ways to calm him down after an intense session.

Chigiri Hyoma

Chigiri is a switch as well, but he leans more towards being dominant.

He likes to tease you when he’s domming.

“What’s the matter, princess? Dick too good?” He’ll say with a smirk plastered on his face.

Loves to take it painstakingly slow with you, just to see how long you’ll last.

When he’s subbing, he’s a little bit more of a brat.

Very snarky, and will egg you on.

However, all of that changes when you peg him~

The once snarky man suddenly is too overcome with pleasure to say anything.

He whines, whimpers, and moans, struggling to keep himself quiet.

He’ll be even louder if you tie his hands to the headboard.

He’ll whimper even more if you lightly tug at his hair while either riding or pegging him.

Chigiri’s chest is also very sensitive, rubbing his chest and playing with his nipples will drive him crazy.

Loves to be called pretty boy during sex, doesn’t matter if he’s dominant or submissive.

Will litter you with hickeys, especially around your thighs.

Will praise the hell out of you too!

Likes to cum on your tummy and on your face, and he won’t want to cum inside you unless you’ve discussed the potential outcomes.

Chigiri is also amazing with aftercare!

He’ll cuddle you for what seems like hours until you both calm down.

He’ll run a bath for the both of you, and set out face masks and other relaxing care items.

He peppers kisses all around your face, and praises you for how well you did.

He expects you to do the same for him, please tell him how good he was for you!

Will let you play with his hair afterwards, helps him calm down.

Bachira Meguru

Bachira is also a switch, but leans more towards being submissive (guys I promise this is the last switch sjfjrvjejdj)

Bachira honestly gets really wild during sex.

Nothing about this man is slow and sensual. All it takes is one mention of sex and he pounding into you like it’s the last time he’ll ever fuck you.

Definitely has a mommy kink, as well as a lactation kink to go with it.

You literally can’t keep him off of your tits.

Will take every opportunity to suck on your nipples and mouth on the fat of your breasts.

He enjoys being told what to do, and enjoys being denied even more.

He will hump your leg if that’s the only way you’ll let him get off.

Like Chigiri, he also enjoys getting pegged.

He will beg you to fuck his tight little asshole until he makes a mess on the bed.

“Please, please fuck me, mommy~”

Definitely moans and whines like a bitch, he just can’t help it!

Loves being tied up, especially when you peg him with his hands tied behind his back.

Doesn’t necessarily like being degraded, but loves it when you call him your slut.

Cums in spurts, covering his tummy with it.

Bachira has a lot of stamina, and it doesn’t take long for him to get riled up again and ready for another round.

If he subs one session, he’ll usually Dom the next one, and he won’t go easy on you.

He’ll continuously pound you from the back while groping your tits.

When he’s finally done, he gets super clingy and cuddly.

He’ll want reassurance that he was good for you, and that he made you feel good.

Aftercare is more for him, but he make sure that you’re alright once he’s out of subspace.

Kunigami Rensuke

Kunigami is a dom.

He just wants to take care of you!

He definitely has a daddy kink. You’ll earn a lot of animalistic grunts and growls if you call him that.

Not only that, but he has a size kink as well.

He loves manhandling you into position, throwing you around like a rag doll.

He’ll pin your hands together with his one larger one, and watch your face contort in pleasure as he pounds into you.

“I know baby, can’t move when I have you pinned like this. Guess your completely under my control~”

His preferred speed is slow and hard, drawing out every moan he can from you.

Of course, he will fuck you into the mattress at warp speed if that’s what you do desire.

Kunigami loves marking you up, establishing his dominance over everyone that looks your way.

He’ll leave visible bite marks along your shoulders and chest, as well as your thighs.

Typically he grunts during sex, but you’ll earn a growl if you really push his buttons.

Kunigami also has a slight exhibition kink, and is ready and willing to do anything public with you.

He’ll nonchalantly finger you under the dinner table while you’re out eating, pretending that nothing is happening.

He’s also open to using a remote controlled vibrator with you, and will use it whenever he pleases.

He eats you out like it’s his last meal, and he’s good at it too.

Kunigami also has a slight breeding kink. Loves seeing his cum drip out of your abused pussy.

The thought of you round with his child turns him on just as much.

Aftercare is great with him and he’ll make sure your taken care of.

He’ll rub soothing lotion on all of the bite marks he left you with, on the handprints he left on your ass, etc.

He’ll get a cool towel for your forehead, and another to clean you up.

He’ll praise you to no end, expressing just how much he loves you and how good you were for him!

Itoshi Rin

Rin is absolutely a dom, there’s no way that he’s any different.

Rin definitely leans more towards soft dom.

While he can be overpowering and strict, this is the only time he gets to be truly vulnerable.

He’s very passionate and affectionate when fucks you. He litters kisses all over every inch of your skin.

He slowly fucks you, making sure he feels every inch of your aching walls around him, as well as making sure you feel every inch of his dick.

“Does that feel good, love? Wanna make sure you feel every inch of me~”

Is obsessed with your tits, there’s not a single session that goes by where he’s not touching the soft mounds of flesh on your chest.

Loves sucking on your tits, and definitely has a lactation kink.

Since Rin is incredibly tall, he also has a size kink.

He relishes in the mere idea of how big he is compared to you, how easily his dick could ruin your tiny cunt.

He simply towers over you, and can lift you with ease.

Rin’s chest and stomach are incredibly sensitive as well, and any light touching of that area can elicit quiet moans from the normally stoic man.

Rin has a breeding kink, he loves stuffing you full of his cum.

He prefers to cum on your stomach if cumming inside you is not an option.

Seeing you in his jersey is an instant turn on, he’ll fuck you right then and there.

Rin is very possessive over you as well, and simply telling him that you’re the one thing that even his brother can’t take away from him will get him all hot and bothered.

He also has one hell of a praise kink. Adores when you tell him how good he makes you feel.

Aftercare with Rin is quite lax.

Normally, he’ll just rub your sides comfortingly, whispering praises as you both calm down from your high.

Rin tends to get sleepy after sex, and it doesn’t take him long to fall asleep.

He’ll still make sure your thoroughly taken care of though, before he drifts off.

[joelsbeard]

pre-outbreak!joel when you're pregnant ❤️ part 2

part 3

He would be the most supportive and sweetest man, going to every doctors appointment with you and keeping track of your baby's developmental milestones.

The first time you get an ultrasound of your baby he's at your side and holding your hand in both of his and periodically bringing it up to his mouth to kiss 🥺 and the both of you have tears in your eyes. You have the same reaction when you get to hear your baby's heartbeat for the first time, and you both swear you could listen to it for hours if you could, and he has his lips pressed to your hair while he tells you that he loves you 🥺. He looks so proud when you go back home and he puts the ultrasound on the fridge 🥺 and he has another copy that he likes to carry with him in his wallet or in the car.

You get an app to track how big your baby is getting every week, and he thinks you're so adorable when you update him to say "our baby is the size of a mango now!" or "the baby can probably hear us talking to her now!" 🥺

Speaking of which, he loves laying next to your belly and giving your baby girl kisses, and he's always talking to the baby lol. He always loves giving your belly a lil rub or keeping a hand on it or just holding it.

When you start to get bigger and your back gets more sore he always comes up behind you and lifts up your belly for you so you can relax and feel less pressure on your back ❤️

Luckily you both are at home when the baby has her first kicks, and as soon as you feel them you're yelling for him to come as quick as he can, he doesn't know why you're calling him in at first and he thinks something might be wrong but then you go " she just kicked!!! 🥺" and he rushes over to put his hand on your belly so both of you can feel her kicking ❤️ and both of yall are crying lmao

from then on she always kicks when she hears her daddy's voice or when he puts his hand on your belly bc ofc she recognizes her daddy ❤️

You go to the pool and the beach more often towards the end of your pregnancy so you can relax your sore body and just float in the water, and he'll dig you a lil belly sized hole in the sand so you can lay on your stomach ❤️

He always compliments you, saying stuff like "you look so beautiful and glowing and round with our baby and i love you 🥺❤️" and he reminds you of it more often when you start feeling down about how big your stomach is getting.

When he leaves the house he always likes to say bye to you and the baby 🥺 he'll squat down in front of your stomach to give it lil kiss and tells the baby not to give mommy too much trouble while he's gone.

After your first trimester and you start getting hornier (lmao) you start not just waking him up for your food cravings, but also when you're in the mood lol. One time you wake him up at 1 in the morning and you're like "babe! baby" and his cute sleepy ass turns and he's like "hm? do you want me to get you something from the store now? do you need anything?" fully expecting you to give him an order for pickles and ice cream or some late night taco bell, but then you're like "no, i'm horny and i need your dick :( can you please fuck me?" and he's all "aww is my baby bein needy right now?" and he's cooing to you n shit. It ends up being a very late night for you two lol.

When your belly gets big enough he loves seeing you waddle everywhere he thinks you're so adorable

Look at this adorable man he's such a sweetie omg ❤️ your mannnnn

damn these pregnancy hc's got me in a chokehold i don't even think im done with these yet. We need more pre-outbreak! joel with his pregnant baby mama!!!

[fushigur0slut4]

"One more time"

I'm not even gonna put warinings just know it's Dom reader afab and mommy kink

Nanami's finger slipped on the the keyboard from the amount of the sweat that was coming from him. Not because he was stressed but because of the way your youngest was lapping and his dick and stopping when he was about to cum.

You done it about 5 times by now and kento has reached the point to where he gives up typing whatever document he was typing.

"Shit" kneto let out ragged breaths as his dick twitched in your hands. He laid back on his desk chair. "Fuck sweetheart let me finish this first, then you can do what u want'

Kento looked under the desk expecting a response from you. You shook your head then aggressively latched your mouth on his tip.

Kento moaned unashamedly. You grabbed his dick and started bobbing your head up and down with your tounge moving skillfully around his shaft and rubbing your tounge on his Feneluem which put him on the edge.

"W-wa-ait stopp shiit" kento shook head side to side already being sensitive from the other times you edged him.

How you loved seeing your Fiancé moaning mess. You removed your mother from his dick and he was about to give out but went back to typing his document with a scowl on his face.

You started stroking his dick lightly just with your figertips then started stroking it roughly the removed ragged breaths from nanami's mouth you stopped just for then fun of it then started kissing around his upper thigh as you knew that's what gets him off.

His dick twitched and a drop of pre came out and you gave it a kitten lick.

Kento fully gave up typing, and closed his macbook. He lifted up his shirt and grabbed it with his teeth then started begging "please p-pleaae honey plea-Ah h-help me.. "

You gave his cock another kitten lick and got up from under the table you smirked at him than sat on his lap facing him. "You call me mommy or mistress got it babe" you told him .

"Yes mommy" he responded Sumbmissevly "such a good boy for mommy, now what should I help you with? " kento moaned as a response

Nuh uh, use you big boy words" "t-touchme"

You did exactly as he wished. You pecked his cheek then started toying with hot pink nipples you pinched them rolled them sucked on them and bit tthem "m-moore mistress, gi-gve me mare" Kentos words slurred as he told you that. You didn't respond and rolled your tounge around his nipple and pinched the other one. After about ten minutes of doing that. Your hand gripped his cock tightly

He moaned like it was the best thing in the world. You squeezed his tip then started stroking him at an almost inhumane speed

" ah-Ahh_oh agh-no st-op mommy, no no mistress I'm gonna - I'm gon"

Your pace didn't falter once while stroking him you used his pre as lube to make your strokes easier and before the both of you knew it he burst moaning like a bitch In heat you loved the sound of it.

Even as he cummed you continued stroking him not stopping once. Kentos hips thrusted into the air begging you to stop as he was sensitive but his pleas fell on deaf wears.

"No-n-no m-mommy, stoop i-it I- I"

The pleasure he was feeling as u overstimmed him making him a moaning mess. You squeezed his balls and tickled them , making kento moan louder.

You started rubbing the flat of your palm against his tip giving him a burning sensation

"No-no-no-no m-mommy, m-mistrees -nooo "

You rubbed your palm rougher against his tip and stroked harder. You kissed and sucked around his neck putting him on adge. You knew he was close as he started bucking his hips further and further into the air

Nooooo f-fuuuck m-mommy"

Not even a second later thick white spurts of cum flee out of his dick. And kento swore he couldn't stop Cumming. His cum spilt all over you still moving hand and his abdomen.

You stood up and admired the sight in front of you. A handsome blonde man with disheveled hair and rock hard abs, and you can't forget his half hard 6.5inch dick with cum dripping down it.

Kento groaned tiredly thinking you were done until you pulled out the cock sleeve.

"No mo-honey I can't cum anymore"

Kento whined

It seemed like is body didn't want to cooperate with his words as his dick twitched you pulled out the sleeve

"Come on baby you know you can cum for me again,

One more time"

[fetishfairytales2]

Besties 9 (Story)

This was originally written as a continuation of a story by @wittlesissyb4by called Besties. Check out all their fantastic stories on Tumblr and SubscribeStar.

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I wiped my cum-covered finger across his nose and the bit of his lips that were poking out from the gag. "There you go, sissy, enjoy!" I said with a chuckle, wiping the rest of the cum off on his hair. "Looks like you were super desperate to get off, huh sissy?" My eyes widened and I nodded excitedly, "Yeah, I bet you were just dying to cum, right?" I laughed as his face turns bright red with humiliation.

“Remember,” I rubbed his head gently and ran my nails down his skin. I smirked as his hips begin to move faster in response to the vibrator. “I told you not to make any messies! But you just couldn’t listen could you?” I mocked, pressing the vibrator closer to his cock. “By the the time I’m done with you Brandi, you’ll be begging for your chastity cage back.

I couldn't contain my laughter as I saw the fear in his eyes. I enjoyed watching him squirm as I silenced him with the pacifier between my fingers. "Oh, you love sucking on that little dick, don't you, sissy? I mean, Daddy Conner's twice as big and Mommy can't get enough of it!" As I lightly tickled his thighs, I could feel myself getting turned on all over again. Seeing him struggle against the vibrating Hitachi was a major turn on for me.

He moaned in pain as his body fought against the increasing intensity of another orgasm. I leaned in closely, my hair brushing against his thighs. I playfully giggled, letting my breath graze his naked balls. "Aww, does little sissy feel extra sensitive?" I taunted, putting on a baby voice. "Is Mr. Buzz Buzz being a meanie to you? Poor thing!"

“Isn’t this what you wanted Brandi?” I laughed over the buzzing of the wand. “How about a little distraction? Your mommy sent me something special just for you. And trust me, I know you'll love it!” I snuggled up to the loaning sissy and held my phone in front of his face. “Here, take a look at this,” I giggled, forcing it into his face. “Oh, and don't even think about resisting, Brandi. You know you want to cum again and again. I pressed the vibrator even firmer against his cock. “And you're not getting off this bed until you've drained every last drop from those pathetic little balls of yours. So pay attention, cucky!”

I clicked on the video Heather sent earlier and grabbed Brandi by the hair, forcing her to watch the screen. Watching her immediately start crying was literally the most hilarious thing I've ever seen. Poor Brandi’s freaking priceless. He was being forced to cum watching the love of his life be a total whore! The video was so hot too! Conner was recording Heather being a total slut and begging for him. She's on her knees, naked and looks like a total hottie. Her nipples were rock hard, and her tits were bouncing around while she looked like a total pornstar on her knees playing with herself. And then she looked up at the camera with these desperate, horny eyes and said "please, sir, can I taste your cock?" Wow she was really going all out for him!

“Fuck this is hot,” Conner was mosnjng, gripping his hard cock and stroking it on camera as Heather willingly humiliated herself. "Mm," he moaned with satisfaction, "tell me why you're such a desperate little whore, darling." Heather shuddered and started moving her hands faster, clearly getting closer to an orfasm. "Because my loser of a boyfriend has a tiny, useless dick. Now he’s a fucking sissy and I need a real man like you! Please, sir!" She begged, moaning and twisting her nipples as Conner watched and laughed.

The camera was showing Heather, her hair being gripped by Connor as he pulled her towards his massive dick. She delightfully licked and kissed every inch of his hard cock, taking it deep into her mouth and licking all around. With a smile right into the camera, she exclaimed, "Mmm, I love your cock so much, babe." "It's way bigger than his little sissy clitty." I could literally watch Brandi dying inside. It was so much fun.

“Fuuuck” Connor moaned as Heather pleased him. She was really going to town on him, holy shit! She even licked his balls, sucking them one by one before going back to his dick. She was throwing herself at him! Connor’s groans were getting louder as Heather worked to make him cum. "Oh yeah, that's it, baby," Connor commanded, pulling her closer by her hair. "Take it all the way in! Shit, you're such a filthy slut..."

For Brandi, watching his girlfriend get railed by another dude was too much for him. And then adding the vibrator? Oh my god, he was crumbling right before my eyes. This is the ultimate revenge on such a fucking loser. Watching the woman who controlled him get controlled by someone he hates. It was amazing!

“Pretty hot, huh?” I smirked wickedly as I brought the toy even closer to the tip of his pathetic little dick. "Let's go, sissy," I taunted, playfully stroking the head of his cock. "Cumfor me like a good little cuckold, picturing your girlfriend begging for another man's cock. And every time you try to look away from the delicious video Heather sent you, I'll make you cum again. Got it?"

He nodded through his pathetic moans and tears, his eyes practically bulging with desperation and need. I knew at this point I had complete control over him. His breaths started coming faster and his moaning grew more urgent as I squeezed my grip on the toy even tighter. I watched his body shudder and shake, knowing he was on the brink of another forced and painful orgasm.

"Cum for me, cucky," I taunted, blowing in his ear and rubbing his convulsing chest. His breathing grew heavier and heavier until finally he let out a loud moan, his body quivering. His orgasm washed over him, causing him to shoot his load into the diaper below him again. I grinned triumphantly; “that one looked like it hurt sweetie!”

I kept stroking Brandi’s sensitive dick and snuggled back into his chest, playing the video again while he trashed in his bonds. Heather had Conner's hard cock out of her mouth and started to stroke it with her hands. She smirked and licked up his entire shaft, moaning seductively. I made sure to hold onto Brandi's head tightly, making sure he didn't miss a single second of the show. "You see, Sissy?" Heather teased, glancing at the camera with a smile. "This is what I do with any man who isn't you!"

"You better watch close, you diaper cuck," Heather laughed with a wink into the camera again, while Conner continued to run his fingers through her hair. "Daddy and I have decided that you’re going to be our sissy fluffer!" Grinning, she eagerly took Connor’s impressive shaft deep into her mouth, making sure to make a show out of deep throating him. "And let me tell you, if you don't suck Daddy’s cock like a little sissy porn star, you'll be in for a world of punishment! So you better make sure you know how to do it right!" With a seductive wink at the camera, she went back to work sucking like a slut.

Heather gave Conner a sly smile as she felt him begin to shake, knowing he was on the edge of orgasm. She skillfully used her tongue and mouth to please him, tracing along his shaft and then taking his balls into her mouth. She then moved down even further, teasingly licking around the base of his cock. "Oh yeah, baby," Heather moaned, muffled by his dick. "Just let it all go, cum all over my face!"

Heather was all over him, still stroking and working him over like her life depended on it. When he started moaning louder, she begged again; “please cum for me Daddy!” And boy, did Connor deliver. He shoved her face deep on his cock and held her there by the hair for what seemed like forever. Heather eagerly takes it all in, not wasting a single drop. So fucking thirsty. She even made sure the camera got a good shot of his load in her mouth. What a kinky bitch!

“We’re not done yet,” Connor grunted, grabbing Heather by the hair and holding her there. “Keep going,” he moaned, ordering her to stay still and keep stroking. Heather eagerly did as she was told, her eyes filled with arousal and anticipation as she continued to jerk him off. "Check it out, sissy!" Heather exclaimed, looking up at the camera with excitement. "See how much a real man can cum?"

Heather closed her eyes and let out a satisfied moan, the ropes of cum coating her face and lips. Kissing the tip of his dick, Heather looked up at Conner with a submissive expression. "Thank you, sir," she beamed, before glancing at the camera with an evil smile. "When I come home later and give you a big kiss, remember: you're tasting a real man's cum, sissy!"

Editor’s note: We are getting towards the end of this story, different stories starring the same characters will follow!

[kaciidubs]

What i gotta do to get your thots and opinions on puppy sub! Seungmin and or kitty sub! Jeongin 😡👉🏻👈🏻 i got a nickle and the DVD set for "Buffy the vampire Slayer" take or leave it👁👄👁✌🏻

Babes, all I needed was puppy sub! Seungmin and kitty sub! Jeongin, the rest is just a bonus [that I'm taking still] 😈❤️‍🔥

❣ Mentioned: Mommy kink [Seungmin], Submissive Seungmin and Jeongin, Dom Fem! Reader, degradation kink [Seungmin, slightly for Jeongin] ❣

I, for one, am a puppy sub! Seungmin ADVOCATE - just seeing how that man is naturally a menace has me itching to see what it takes to break him down and have him willing to do your bidding. He's not an easy one to tame at first, but once you show him you're not messing around or backing down, he's feeling an unfamiliar - yet warm - sense of calm, safety even.

Those wide brown eyes go soft when you trace your fingers under his chin, a soft smirk on your lips, "You're such a good boy for me, pup, yeah? Puppy just needed someone to put him in his place."

The only thing that floats in his brain are the praises you're throwing his way, the way he wants to keep hearing your voice call him a good boy - your good boy. He blinks up at you from where he's knelt on the floor in front of you, eyes watching every move you make in anticipation.

"If you make me feel good," you start, spreading your legs wider to show off your glistening cunt, "I'll think about letting you hump that poor little cock on my leg as a treat."

He whimpers, his all-too-hard dick straining against the confines of his boxer briefs.

"Well?"

Glazed brown eyes snap up to meet your expectant gaze, and he swallows, "Yes, mommy."

Don't get too comfortable, though, Puppy still has his rebellious days.

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Kitty sub! Jeongin - this one... oh, this one has me drooling just thinking of it. Kitten just wants you! Wants to please you, cuddle you, anything as long as it involves you, you, you. Getting him to submit is as easy as getting him to smile - look at him once with soft eyes and a curl of your lips, and he's a goner.

"What's my kitty up to?" You hum, watching as Jeongin makes his way over to you, just to plop himself on the couch and nuzzle into your warmth.

"Nothing... Had a good day, just wanna cuddle you."

Any other time, you'd let it go with a smile and a kiss to the crown of his head if it weren't for the way the nuzzling of his head slid down to your chest - rubbing his face against your t-shirt and, subsequently, your breasts.

"Kitten..." You give him a warning, though it's snuffed out like a flame once you see him mouth over the fabric with a whine, hands coming up to paw at the offending cloth.

"Wanna..." He whines breathlessly, unrelenting in the way he rubs his head against your breast, "Wanna please you - please? Wanna be in you-"

Tugging his head back with a hand in his hair, you look at his pitiful face; usual sharp eyes now dilated and begging - pleading for you to let him have what he wants.

And how can someone deny a kitten that cute?

"Oh, you poor baby... Kitty's so happy you don't know what to do with yourself, huh?" His bottom lip juts out and you can't help but coo audibly, "Alright, kitten, let's play."

I could [and probably should] go into some more kinky detail about other things collars, butt plugs, leashes, puppy/kitty playdates but I'll save that for another time 🤭

[ohnococo]

Okay I’ve got multiple questions in one of your up for it! (If not, that’s totally okay!)

Who from jjk do you think would be into BDSM, have a spit kink, have a foot fetish, have a praise kink (giving and/or receiving), have a piss kink, and have a bondage kink

Oooooh I have THOUGHTS but to keep it concise: (spoiler it is NOT concise but I’m leaving that there to expose my own foolishness. thoughts on where I put people below the cut)

Cw for cbt, piss, bdsm, bondage, everything in the ask.

BDSM

For clarity’s sake, I mean actual participating member of the community.

Naoya - please I know it’s not popular but this man wants his sack stomped so bad. He wants his dick squeezed so hard it hurts riiiight when he’s about to cum. He wants to call someone mommy and he wants them to make him cry, like SOB.

Kenjaku - they want to try everything tbh so the lifestyle makes that easier. Once they get into Geto’s beautiful body and find out about fetlife??? Kenjaku is getting arouuuuund, humans are so much more open with their proclivities these days and they love it. Particularly loves shibari, caning, breathplay.

Spit Kink

Gojo - he wants spit in his mouth and he wants it BAD.

Geto - he wants to spit in your mouth, have you open wide for him, fingers pressed gently to your tongue, and let it drip slowly down into your mouth. Loves letting his spit drip slowly down to get you nice and wet before head too. Eye contact the WHOLE time.

Foot fetish

Gojo - dude is just a toe sucker. Sheepish about it because this one is more well known and he got teased for it early on. But he sees some painted toenails or pretty feet?? His balls are tingling. He’s gettin at them feet any chance he can get too, and if you give him a foot job? He’ll do anything for you. Like he’ll fully have to talk himself out of telling himself he’s in love with you.

Nanami - okay this one isn’t a full on fetish for him buuuuuuut he offers to give you a foot massage that segues into sex suspiciously often. He shows it in little ways though: kissing the arch of your feet when your legs are over his shoulders, starting from your toes when he slowly kisses his way up between your legs. Oh, and the deep yet pathetic little noise he lets out when you press your foot to his cock over his trousers.

Praise kink

Ijichi (giving AND receiving) - he gives the love he wants to receive and does it happily. Telling you all the things he loves and appreciates about you gets him hard, like the sweetest little affection boner. Likewise for hearing any bit of praise from you. Like it’s fully dirty talk for him, you can be on the phone praising him while he jerks off and he’ll cum so hard (same for him rambling out praise to you until he cums).

Yaga (giving) - he just gives me service too vibes and praise is a BIG part of that for him. As stoic as he comes across in real life he’s always paying close attention, and quickly picks up any little thing you could possibly be given praise for. He has to tell you, encourage you, let you know how much he loves seeing you be so good, and it makes his heart and cock swell.

Choso (receiving) - tell him he’s good enough, please! Big affection boner guy, big positive reinforcement works type. So those wires get crossed into a praise kink easily.

Piss kink

Gojo - he’s a little freak, you won’t convince me otherwise ✋🏼 I’m not just talking pissing while you’re getting fucked. He wants you to piss ON HIM.

Sukuna - he falls more towards the like omorashi end of things. He doesn’t care if you feel like you have to pee, you’re close, just cum and if you piss on him you piss on him 👀

Naoya - this is another dude that wants to get pissed on. He also lowkey likes the humiliation aspect of being forced to piss.

Bondage kink

Gojo - he likes being forced to keep his guard (and infinity) down to get bound properly, he almost feels held like this.

Toji - it really really takes the right person, but he just likes the attempt to restrain and control him by someone he trusts.

[gojoandtojisleftnut]

𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

Chapter 5: he has me by my heart

A/n & possible tw: I’ve missed this story. we’re back though. -> fem!reader, pet names, crying, mentions of alcohol, sexual assault attempts, violence, mentions of blood, eventual comfort, secret mutual pining.

Reminder: Kaori is tsumikis mommy and Hikari is megs mama (rip).

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You feel like you’re about to explode. He’s so close to you. Your lips are inches apart. His hand cups your cheek “Toji” you breath not really knowing what to say. All you know is that you want him yours but you can’t have him. But he leans closer and you both close your eyes until -

“Toji did she leave?” Kaori is about to step in the living room when you push him off you. Toji stumbles back and tries to reach for his wallet from his back pocket pretending he was taking out money to pay you. And you? you continue putting on your shoes with shaky hands. “Oh you’re still here sweetie?” She finally walks into the room looking between you and her husband. “Yah I was just about to pay her.”

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It's been a week. A long ass week with your thoughts filled with him, filled with his scent, filled with the feeling of his rough hand on your cheek. You haven’t seen him since the day you babysat little Megumi and Tsumiki, you haven't heard from him since. But what do you expect? he’s married and you mean nothing. You keep reminding yourself that you know nothing about the man. Why cant you get him out of your head? Maybe you were in love with a stranger. But falling in love is something that takes time, right? Maybe your walls were still up. Maybe you were afraid to get hurt again. Maybe you were so mentally fucked.

It’s been a week. A long ass week with his thoughts filled with you. Your scent still lingers, the feeling of your soft cheek on his hand. He hasn’t fucked his wife this past week. He rejected every advance, he just can’t. ‘Could it be love?’ he thinks. Last time he fell in love it turned him into a worse man than he already was. Her death turned him to a worse man to be precise. His little blessing was the only reason he remarried. That’s what he reminds himself. He cant leave for you. His son is safe with Kaori. But with you everything is so uncertain, right?

Toji is out this night. He hates alcohol and it surely isn’t helping him right now. Losing another game of poker to underground fuckfaces, he scoffs. “What’s wrong Fushiguro? You haven’t got your dick wet and forgot how to play?” A scrawny looking man mocks him. His rotten teeth on full display, the smell of whiskey coming out his mouth irking Toji even more. “It’s not my day today, piss off” Toji says as he gets up to leave, throwing his cards on the table, making the man laugh even more.

The moon is beautiful today, it always is in your eyes. Walking along the peer. The sound of waves hitting the shore and the faint passing of cars is the only thing you can hear. At this time of night, at this part of your little city it’s always quieter. That why you love it. You seek that peace in your life. Maybe, just maybe you seek someone to be that peace for you. Too focused on your thoughts and the beautiful full moon you didn’t hear heavy footsteps approaching you, nor did you see the man coming from behind you, stopping you with his hoarse voice “what’s a beautiful little girl like you doing out this late, huh?” He comes around you now facing you. His decaying teeth and smell of booze making you cringe. His long hair looked like straw. His dirty hands grab you by the waist and that moment your flight or fight instincts froze. “You know what happens to girlies like you who walk around at night alone?” he asks with his nose buried in your hair. “Please leave me alone, please” you manage to say between tears. His hands grope the side of you breasts while you try to push him off, now fully sobbing.

“Somebody help please!! Please!” you scream still trying to fight him off “shut up you little whore” the man spits, smacking you across the face. Your tears have now made everything blurry, his hands now traveling the the hem line of your skirt.

Toji had been walking for so long. The night was so beautiful, he wondered where you were. Maybe you were fast asleep, maybe out with friends. He decided to walk towards the Juicenet café. He knew your shift had ended hours ago, but visiting it made him feel somewhat closer to you. Plus he could sit by the peer located in front of the shop. The salty air could help him clear his mind a bit.

The faint screams were becoming more prominent the more he reached the peer. The voice sounding more and more familiar. That’s when he saw you. That’s when he saw him. The guy from the poker table from earlier, with his grimy hands going up your skirt. The eyes he loved seeing being full of life are now shut and full of tears. He throws his cigarette on the ground and sprints towards you “Y/n!” he barks. Toji grabs the man from the back by his collar pulling him off you, making you fall to the ground crying, in the process. “What’s got you so mad Fushiguro, we can share if you want” the man sneers. All Toji can see is red. He instantly punches the older man. He doesn’t stop until he’s lost a few of his teeth and his nose is bleeding. Toji turns to you and takes you in his arms, “Baby” he whispers with soft eyes. He looks back at the beat up man with you still in his embrace shaking “Get lost before I fucking kill you. And I swear I’ll do it if you come near her again.”

“I’m here baby, shhh.” He cradles you laying in his strong arms, his left hand coming up to wipe your tears. Bloodshot eyes looking back at him. Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful, he thinks “I’m gonna take ya home okay? Just tell me where you live and I’m taking you there. Okay?” You simply nod and he gets up with a grunt, carrying you home bridal style.

When he walks in he takes a look around your small apartment, it feels homey, it feels and smells like you. He places you on the couch, and sit by the edge. You wipe your eyes with shaky hands muttering a soft “thank you” to him. He smiles a bit, sadness hidden behind it. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there earlier doll.” His hand reaches at moves a piece of hair from your face. “It’s not your fault Toji. Don’t apologize.” Your eyes meet his green ones and you both stay silent for a little while. “I feel so disgusting I want to take a bath” you break the silence, closing your eyes, trying to delete the memory of the man assaulting you. Toji sighs agreeing “I should get going then, you have my number if-” “Are you hungry? You can stay and eat something while I wash, your house isn’t that close and I heard your stomach growling before”. He laughs at your remark ‘that’s my girl,’ he thinks “okay”, he breaths and you nod getting up and walking towards the bathroom.

Where you selfish that you wanted to keep him with you a little more?

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Taglist: @ys2800 @ackerfam @megumimind

[aajjks]

she’s a freak for her man 🤭⚠️

mommy issues!JK

“yes” you pant. “tear it off—do whatever you want”

with your permission, jungkook tears the brown dress off with ease and you keep your eyes locked with his the entire time. the only thing you have on are a lacy pair of bubblegum pink panties and you’ve practically soaked them all thanks to your fiancé who insists on being the hottest man on the planet.

jungkook tosses the torn dress aside before diving back for another sloppy kiss, giving your neck some attention, and then your breasts. he gropes and fondles both of your tits before taking one in his mouth. he sucks, licks, and even bites your hard nipple and gives the other the same attention while listening to your moans for motivation.

you’re singlehandedly the sexiest woman he’s ever laid eyes on and watching you take what he’s giving you is his second favorite thing to do while number one is eating you out until you come all over his tongue and face. as he trails his kisses lower and lower, he arrives to those same cute pink panties and teases you again by licking your pussy through your panties.

“please, baby” you beg. “please stop teasing me. i’ll do anything” your hands comb through jungkook’s long locks before getting a good grip on it but not too tight. after a little more teasing, instead of taking your panties off he pull them to the side and uses his tongue to lick a long stripe on your soaking pussy.

the moment his tongue makes contact with your soaking honeypot, you throw your head back in pleasure before releasing a sigh. “aah~ fuck, right there” you moan. “right there~ don’t stop baby. please don’t stop” jungkook swirls his tongue around you clit and slides his middle and ring finger inside your sopping pussy. he curls his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion before switching to a scissoring motion to stretch you out.

your legs are on either side of jungkook’s face, just the way he likes it and his assault on your pussy doesn’t stop. he pulls his fingers out and uses his thumb to stimulate your clit while his tongue dips in and out of your little hole.

“j-jun-kook i’m gonna c-cum” you moan as your grip on jungkook’s hair gets tighter and tighter but his assault on your poor pussy doesn’t stop. instead, he encourages you to use his face to make yourself cum and when you do, not even five minutes later, you’re cumming all over your fiancé’s face.

~🫧

“Oh fuck mhmm you’re so hot…” he licks up, lapping at whatever you’re giving him, he’s a mess and you’re a mess too thanks to him, he’s never had you this soaking wet and he’s so proud of him.

Just as you cum all over his face, Jungkook cries out, praising you and his hand rests on your pregnant belly, lapping at your cum.

You always taste so delicious, he kicks off his pants and the boxers, it’s a struggle but he does it for you because his dick needs to be inside you.

Oh it aches so bad. You’re such an erotic little dream that his dick has never been harder.

“Oh mama you’re driving me fuckin insane, he drops your legs on the bed before taking his soaked fingers in and out of your wet pussy and he licks them right infront of your eyes.

“Mhmm yeah…” he groans at your taste. Jungkooks mouth finds your breasts once again as he begins to suck on one gently, “m’need you to lactate mama…” he groans again.

Looks like you got a secret mommy kink as he teases you- preparing to shove his cock inside your heat with ease, and as he does, it fits inside perfectly, sliding in with ease.

“Oh fuck fuck mhm..”

Jungkook buries his head in your breasts as he begins to move his hips against yours, stretching you out with his length, “a-ah ynnnn!~” he growls, it’s hard for him to be slow- “mama I need to go rougher, faster and harder- please tell me you want it… oh my fucking dick hurts it’s so hard…. All for you!”

“Come tell me mama… tell daddy that you need my dick to absolutely destroy your pretty pussy.”

He teases you, he’s so needy right now but he doesn’t want to hurt your precious baby, so he needs you to give him the green light, fucking you full of his cum as you’re pregnant gets him only more hot and bothered.

Your hands grab his covered back because he wasn’t patient enough to take the coat and shirt off, “hmm why don’t you take my clothes off?”

He says, slamming his dick in your pussy at a fast pace, trying his best to be gentle.