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nottsangel · 6 months ago

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Bsf theo bullying you into cockwarming before bed. 🫠

bsf!theo is too much of a sweetheart in my eyes so i changed it to brothers bsf!theo if that’s ok <3 n i hope the italian in this makes sense lmao sorry if it doesn’t !!!

“hey, where’s the—” theo begins as he suddenly bursts into your room, but his words quickly trail off and his eyes widen, a smirk tinged with disbelief spreading across his face. you squeal in shock, instantly jerking your hand away from between your legs and hastily pulling your skirt down, covering your dripping, exposed cunt. meanwhile, pornographic sounds echo through the room from the speakers of your phone, which you clumsily dropped in panic.

“what the fuck is your problem?! you fucking asshole! leave!” you yell with narrowed eyes and a tight jaw, your cheeks on fire as you can feel your heart pounding in your throat. you try to reach for your phone that has dropped to the ground, stretching your arm as far as you can, but theo quickly seizes it right before your eyes. “theo! i swear to fucking—” “dio santo, what the fuck are you watching? fuckin’ disgusting.” theo snarls in disgust, chuckling condescendingly as his eyes are glued to the screen, the loud, pornographic sounds making your cheeks heat up even more.

“theo…. GIVE IT TO ME NOW!” you scream at the top of your lungs as you try to reach for your phone, but he jerks it away right before you can snatch it out of his hand and holds it above his head, staring down at you with an amused, mocking look on his face. you jump up, huffing as you stretch your arms as far as you can, but to no avail. “you better be quiet before your brother hears. you don’t want him to find out that his sweet little sister watches this kind of porn when she’s all alone, huh?”

your breathing quickens out of sheer anger, as if steam could practically come out of your ears while you glare at him with furrowed brows. “i mean, if it was just ‘normal porn’, fair enough. but this… nah, that’s just… fucking embarrassing, porco giuda.” he taunts, nodding disapprovingly as he stares at your screen with a mocking expression of shock on his face. “give. it. back.” “oh, don’t worry. i will give it back to you, piccola.” you let out a sigh of relief, the tense muscles in your body gradually relaxing as you start sit down, but then he speaks again. “but only if you watch more of those videos with me.” “what the f—” “while you sit on my cock.”

you scoff in disbelief, blinking rapidly as you stare at him, thinking he must be joking, yet the same serious, intense expression doesn’t falter from his face, making you realise he’s dead serious. “wha— why the fuck would i want that?” “hm. ‘cause you’re fuckin’ dripping, idiota.” he smugly gestures with his eyes towards your arousal trickling down the insides of your thighs. you look down at where here’s staring and quickly press your legs together, a mix of embarrassment and fury raging through your entire body. “you’re a bit slow sometimes, you know that?”

you’re ready to yell at him again, to call him all the horrible names you can think of, but you don’t— instead, you grab him by his shirt and frustratingly push him onto your bed, causing him to gaze up at you with the cockiest, most arrogant smirk ever, clearly just at surprised by your unexpected behaviour as you are. “don’t think i’m doing this because i want you, alright? it’s just— you just happen to have a dick!” “yeah, yeah. you hate me, i get it. c’mere before i change my mind and tell your brother.”

he grasps your wrist and forcefully pulls you onto his lap, biting his lip as his firm hands wander towards your ass under your skirt, squeezing it roughly. your hands hastily reach down to his crotch, eagerly unbuckling his belt while he shifts his attention to your phone and scrolls through the endless videos, trying to pick the perfect one. “and you know what? maybe i’ll let you move if you’re able to sit still enough while watching them with me.”

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blueberrisdove-sideblog · 2 days ago

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Caleb touching and sucking mc’s tits for the first time after seeing her on a low cut top without a bra. He was very nervous but couldn’t help it🤍

．— ℱ）𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ：fem!reader ．nsfw．boob obsessed Caleb．tit fucking ．boob sucking ．submissive Caleb ＆ other stuff!

Caleb wasn’t the type to lose control easily. He prided himself on his self-restraint, on keeping a level head even in the most tempting situations.

But when you walked into his room wearing that low-cut top—without a bra—he felt his entire body betray him.

He tried not to stare. He really tried. But the way the fabric clung to your skin, the soft curves of your tits teasing him with every movement, made it impossible. His mouth felt dry, his fingers twitching where they rested on his knee.

You flopped onto his bed, stretching your arms above your head, and his eyes immediately dropped to the way your chest lifted with the motion. He bit the inside of his cheek so hard he swore he tasted blood.

“You’re acting weird,” you teased, tilting your head at him.

He scoffed, but it sounded too forced. “No, I’m not.”

You followed his gaze, then glanced down at yourself, a knowing smile playing on your lips. “Oh…” Your voice was light, teasing. “Are you staring at my—?”

“Don’t,” he muttered, rubbing his palm over his face.

But you only giggled, shifting closer until your knees bumped his. “Do you wanna touch them?”

Caleb stiffened, breath catching in his throat. “What?”

You reached for his hand, guiding it over your chest, and his fingers curled instinctively around the soft warmth. His entire body tensed. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think.

“Fuck pipsqueak,” he exhaled, barely above a whisper. His thumb grazed over your nipple, feeling it stiffen beneath his touch, and something primal stirred deep in his stomach.

Your breath hitched, the sound so quiet yet so devastating that his restraint snapped. He leaned in, pressing his lips to your collarbone, kissing his way down to the exposed skin of your chest. His tongue flicked out, testing, tasting, before he wrapped his lips around your nipple and sucked.

A sharp gasp left your lips, and your fingers immediately tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. He groaned against your skin, his hands gripping your waist as he took more of you into his mouth, sucking harder, letting his teeth graze just enough to make you shiver.

“You—fuck, Caleb,” you whimpered, arching into him, and that was it. That was the sound that ruined him.

His hands roamed greedily, his mouth moving between your tits, kissing, licking, devouring every inch you offered him. He didn’t even know what he was doing anymore—all he knew was that he needed more. More of your skin, more of your moans, more of you.

And from the way you clung to him, breathless and desperate, you needed it too.

Caleb was completely unraveling beneath you. The way his breath hitched, the way his fingers trembled against your skin—it was addicting. He wasn’t in control anymore, and you loved it.

“Pipsqueak,” he groaned, voice shaky, like he was barely holding himself together. “You’re—fuck—y’know what you’re doing, don’t you?”

You hummed, sliding your hands down his chest, feeling the way it rose and fell in uneven breaths. His cock strained against his pants, so obvious, so desperate, and the way he twitched beneath you sent a thrill down your spine.

“I dunno,” you murmured, trailing your fingers lower. “You’re the one shaking, Caleb.”

He let out a choked noise when you palmed him through the fabric, his hips jerking up into your touch. “Shut up,” he tried, but there was no bite behind it. If anything, he sounded needy.

You tugged at his waistband, watching his breath stutter as you freed him from the confines of his pants. His cock was flushed, leaking at the tip, and he twitched at the cool air. You pressed a teasing kiss to his stomach, grinning when he sucked in a sharp breath.

“You’re so hard already,” you whispered. “Is it ‘cause I let you suck on my tits, Caleb?”

His face burned. “Pipsqueak—”

You cut him off by pressing your tits together around his cock, watching as his head fell back against the pillows. His lips parted, breathless, and you felt a rush of satisfaction at the sight.

“Shit,” he whimpered, hands gripping the sheets. You rolled your hips slightly, adding just enough pressure as you moved, and he cursed under his breath.

He was falling apart so easily.

“You’re so sensitive,” you teased, lifting yourself slightly before pressing back down, letting his cock slide between the soft warmth of your chest. “You like this, don’t you?”

He let out the most pathetic whimper, his hips bucking up into you. “F-fuck, yes.”

You leaned in, letting your breath ghost over the head of his cock, and his entire body tensed. His thighs trembled as you flattened your tongue against the tip of his cock, licking up the precum that had gathered there.

Caleb moaned, gripping the sheets tighter. “Pipsqueak—please—”

You smirked. He was begging now?

“Please what?” You dragged out the words, slowing your movements just to watch him suffer.

His head snapped forward, eyes blown wide with desperation. His lips parted, trying to form words, but all that came out was desperate, breathless whimper.

God, he was so easy to break.

And you weren’t done with him yet.

Caleb was falling apart beneath you. His chest heaved, his fingers twitching where they gripped the sheets, completely at your mercy. His cock throbbed between your boobs, slick with his own precum, and every time you moved, his breath hitched like he was this close to losing himself.

“Look at you,” you murmured, pressing your chest together tighter around him. “So needy… you can’t even handle this, can you?”

He whined, actually whined, his hips jerking up involuntarily. “F-fuck, please—”

“Please what?” You slowed your pace, teasing him, watching his face twist in frustration. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted as little breathless moans spilled from them.

“Please—ah, shit—please don’t stop.” His voice was wrecked, desperate. “I-I can’t—fuck, I need—”

You smirked, shifting slightly to let your tongue flick over his tip again, tasting the heat of him as he shuddered beneath you.

“Need what, Caleb?” You licked up the underside, slow and deliberate, watching the way his muscles tensed. “Say it.”

His fingers flexed, then clenched the sheets so hard his knuckles turned white. His body was trembling, barely able to handle the way you had him trapped between your softness, teasing, dragging out every second just to watch him crumble.

“I need—fuck—I need to cum,” he gasped. “Please, pipsqueak, I—ahh—please.”

God, he was pathetic. A trembling mess beneath you, completely at your mercy, begging like he’d fall apart if you didn’t let him have it.

You smirked, pressing your soft tits even tighter around his cock, moving faster, watching the way his body tensed, the way his thighs shook.

“Then cum for me,” you murmured, licking your lips as his breath caught.

Caleb let out a choked moan, his hips bucking up into the warmth of your chest, his entire body shuddering as he finally broke. His grip on the sheets tightened, back arching as he came undone, spilling between your pillowy tits with a wrecked gasp of your name.

You watched him, drinking in the way he trembled, the way his body sagged into the mattress, utterly spent. His breath was ragged, eyes hazy as he stared at you like you had completely ruined him.

And maybe you had.

His fingers twitched, weakly reaching for you, but he didn’t have the strength to pull you close. You leaned over him anyway, pressing a teasing kiss to his sharp jaw.

“You’re so easy, Caleb,” you whispered. “I might have to do this more often.”

His breath hitched, and even in his wrecked state, you could feel him twitch against your thigh.

Yeah. He was definitely yours now.

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shattered-crystals · 1 year ago

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waitttt new tagging system idea just dropped

#b #♡anon #i'm so smart #not sure it'll stick though lmao

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suskz · 10 months ago

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Saw jockchan x nerd reader. I was wondering if you could write something about swim captain Chan x quiet female reader ?

pairing: SwimCaptain!Chan x Quiet!fem!Reader

t/w: smut ; semi-public sex ; secret relationship ; oral (f!rec) ; jealousy ; exhibitionism kink (but no exhibitionism) ; unprotected sex (be smarter, don’t do that).

w/c: around 1,8k

a/n: It’s 1:45 a.m. here, I’m going to sleep now. Hope you like it! ♡

18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

There are 25 minutes left until the end of the training session when you arrive.

"Come see me at training today, it will bring me luck for tomorrow’s championship." This was his sweet request this afternoon, and you naturally said yes; it's just a pity that you arrived an hour late.

Your quick steps to take a seat in the stands can’t be heard by the guys as they talk near the pool, but Chan notices you the moment you enter.

His head turns in your direction and he smiles at you, waving a hand at you. You do the same, returning the greeting.

Immediately, his eyes shift to Changbin and Jisung though, members of the team, who seem to be arguing, and he approaches them.

It doesn’t take you long to understand that they were arguing about who is the fastest swimmer of the two, as shortly after they are giving each other challenging looks as they get into position and enter the water when Chan gives them the signal.

You like seeing him in leader mode in moments like this. It’s extremely hot, but also really cute when he turns in your direction to look at you, shaking his head in exasperation, making you giggle.

But your attention shifts a little further away from you when you hear a girl speaking.

"Did you see him? Now you can’t say he isn’t gorgeous." One of the two girls says to the other.

“He’s freaking perfect, oh my God,” the other girl comments. “What did you say his name was?”

“Bang Chan; I’ll give you his Instagram.”

Your teeth clench at the last sentence. Are they talking about Chan? Your Chan?

The same Chan who kisses, fucks, and cuddles you every day?

You briefly consider letting them know. You should turn to them and tell them to their faces, but there’s something holding you back, keeping you still. And this thing prohibits you from letting them know how things really are, so you sit there in silence, enduring their annoying compliments about him for what feels like endless minutes.

Yes, his body and muscles are stunning. Yes, his voice is sensual and his laugh is sweet. Yes, he has an irresistible gaze. Do they really need to keep repeating that?

When the training ends and you think you’ve finally gotten rid of them, they’re in front of him before you can make a move.

You watch them from afar, standing and waiting, trying to appear as normal and indifferent as possible while they congratulate the captain for his hard work as a leader. Ah, and also for his hard work in the gym.

He chuckles with his dimples showing, first shaking his hands in front of himself in a gesture of denial, but ending up scratching the back of his neck as he thanks them cordially. The two girls look at each other and giggle.

But a few minutes later, it’s you who finds yourself in the locker room with him, his hands on your hips and his lips on yours, feverish and needy.

“Were you jealous?” He grins teasingly, but deep down he feels immense tenderness and perhaps a little embarrassment knowing that you love him so much that you can’t stand other girls complimenting him in that way.

You don’t respond, looking at his bare chest and hoping he’ll stop.

His smile grows, “I saw how you were looking at them, your eyes were burning flames.” He stifles a chuckle as you raise your head with a guilty expression.

“Was I that obvious?” You ask, your cheeks starting to blush, embarrassed by your exaggerated reaction.

“Yes, but I like it.” He leans in to kiss you again, but soon his hands slip under your shirt and you break the kiss.

“Chan, we can’t do this here.” you whisper against his lips. All the other guys from the team are just meters away, taking a shower. You risk being heard, and you don’t want that to happen.

“But I need you now.” he whispers on your neck, starting to leave warm, wet kisses.

You don’t respond, but you tilt your head to give him more space and don’t stop him, and he takes this action as agreement.

He licks and sucks on a patch of your skin, leaving a red mark that will be prominently displayed for days. He might get completely hard just at the thought of you walking around with the mark of his presence on your body, even if others don’t know whose it is.

He pulls away and admires it, then gives it one final kiss, making you hiss from the slight pain.

Needy, his hand grabs yours and pulls you into the bathroom. You don’t resist; you follow him, silent, and together you enter one of the showers, closing the curtain. The one in the corner, with an empty shower next to it.

And then, Chan turns on the water, wetting both of you, although not completely.

“Chan, you finally came in, why did it take you so long?” Changbin yells from a few showers away.

“I just had a moment with Y/n.” Chan responds casually, as if he weren’t currently lowering your shorts and underwear at the same time.

“Oh, she’s already gone?” This time it’s Jisung’s voice.

“Yeah, she went back to the dorm.”

There’s something, something that arouses both of you at the idea that you’re doing something you shouldn’t be doing while his friends are there, just meters away from you, unaware.

His fingers move skilfully between your folds, rubbing your clit with one finger quickly while two of his other fingers hold your pussy lips open as your hips move back and forth instinctively.

When his fingers enter your cunt, they do so easily from how wet you are and from all the times his cock has been inside you.

You take his face in your hands to bring your lips closer to his ear so you can talk to him, “We don’t have time, put it in already.” You whisper, and his cock twitches in the tight shorts he’s wearing, reminding him of how damn tight they feel.

He withdraws his fingers and turns you around, replacing them with his dick, entering you slowly to allow you to more easily suppress any sounds that could be heard by the others.

His hands hold the lower parts of your cheeks to spread them apart to get in deeper as he moves inside you. It’s not the best position, but you can’t bend over because you’d risk slipping.

Your moans are silent. Your heavy breaths are fortunately hard to hear with the shower water running and their voices humming.

Chan tries not to fuck you too hard to avoid the sound of your skins slapping together. Because you’re not alone, and no one must hear you. Even though, maybe, he actually wants someone to hear you. He wants someone to find out about the dirty things you’re doing without their knowledge, right there near them. Maybe he secretly wishes someone would open the shower curtain and see you in this situation.

And maybe you want it too.

But these thoughts don’t stop both of you from freezing at the sudden sound of Hyunjin’s voice. “Does anyone have shower gel?”

His movements pause only for a moment. He should feel embarrassed, mortified to hear his friend’s voice so close to you in such a situation, but instead, it sends a jolt of pleasure to his cock, and he immediately starts moving again.

You look at him with an expression now fearful, but this arouses you as much as it does him.

Jeongin’s voice is quick to respond, “I do, here it is.”

“Thanks Jeonginnie, love you.” Hyunjin thanks him in his sweet voice.

Chan pulls out of you, but before you have time to say anything, he turns you around, grabs your thighs from behind, and lifts you, pushing you against the wall. His arms slide under your knees and spread you open, re-entering you.

“That’s better.” he whispers against your lips, and you nod in agreement with quick breaths.

The pleasure intensifies for both of you. A soft moan escapes his lips, not being able to hold it back, causing him to bite his lower lip and hide his face on your shoulder, his ears turning redder as he failed to contain his pleasure.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling strands, causing his hips to buck up in a harder thrust, making your head slide back against the shower tiles.

It’s at this moment that the others start coming out of the showers, and soon they are out of the locker room after greeting Chan and telling him to hurry up.

When everyone is out, you both look at each other, then chuckle.

“I couldn’t hold back anymore.” you admit.

“Me neither.” he says.

“I noticed.” you tease, and he looks at you with narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows in an offended look.

You clench around him on purpose, eliciting a needy moan from his lips. In response, he thrusts into you, and this time it’s you who whines.

“You’re as needy as I am.” he grins, resuming his movements. This time you’re a bit freer to let out your voice, but you need to hurry. His thrusts are faster now, reaching deeper spots inside you, being able to fuck you harder, eliciting a series of staccato moans from you.

“Touch yourself.” he orders and you immediately obey, without needing to be told twice.

His movements become more erratic. He’s close, and you can tell by the way his cock twitches inside you and releases small droplets of pre-cum.

His moans grow deeper, and he closes his eyes, trying to hold back from coming with all the self-control he has to make you reach your climax too, with him. But it’s difficult for him, and soon he has you back on your feet, giving a few final thrusts before pulling out of you and stroking his cock quickly through his orgasm.

He tries not to throw his head back in pleasure, wanting to see the ropes of his hot cum covering your pussy and thighs as you stand there with trembling legs.

Your mind is still fogged with pleasure, and you don’t notice what’s happening until you feel his tongue on your clit, which makes you let out a whimper. You look down to see your boyfriend on his knees with his head between your legs, looking up at you.

You run your fingers through his hair, and he pulls away, “You need to come quickly, someone will be coming for spot checks soon.” He warns you before returning with his tongue between your folds and two fingers inside you, stroking at your sensitive spot.

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lon3lyqu3en · 52 minutes ago

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If I were dating you, I'd give you anything you desire. No matter the price

"I feel so special! Why say if when you can make that come true love!"

#♡anon

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wildernessuntothemselves · 2 years ago

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"Gotta wait for them to heal though or it will hurt though so no fun yet 😔💪, (...) BUT THEN AFTER A FEW WEEKS AND THEYVE HEALEDD WELL YAYY"

Cute drabble. Love to see the appreciation for nipple piercings. But, as someone who has it, I gotta say that at the day you get them "excitement" will be last thing on your mind, for a couple days even the touch of the lightest brease hurts like hell. And it can take up to six months to fully heal 💀 depending on the person. Now I've had them for so long I forget they are there sometimes.

Now back to beomgyu. Didn't he say, jokingly or not, that he wanted a bellybutton piercing? It would look really cute. Specially if he got a personalized one with his s/o name engraved on the piece (way safer and less dumb than a name tattoo, I guarantee) as a surprise for them. Or the same thing, but on a heart shaped tongue piercing... uuh I am getting ideas. Really cute way of showing who he belongs to. His favorite color is pink, so i am imagining a silver heart shaped tongue piercing with the engraving, bioplast transparent with pink glitter ring nipple piercings and a simple bellybutton piercing in silver with a single pink heart, and if you ad to that a few small white and pink ink tattoos scattered over his body that would be the most insanely mouth watering sight ever. Oh wow, to witness that would be paradise. The long wait for all of that to heal would be very much worth it, definitely.

~♡anon

btw, I am aware it wasn't you that wrote the little story about gyu with nipple piercings. just leaving my two cents because of the tags, to maybe give you well informed inspiration hihi

i appreciate the info as i did wonder how long it would take to not hurt (when i had my helix earring put it, damn it took MONTHS for it to not be painful) but i think this is a case where the magic of fanfics can take over and we can just pretend that they heal quickly. kinda like how characters in fics have sex unprotected all the time without worrying about STDs or pregnancy lol

love all your ideas though, thinking of a subby yandere gyu who just wants to prove that he's all yours after inadvertently making you jealous.

#mort talks #♡anon

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savoryi · 2 years ago

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♡ lovecore tsukasa tenma reply icons for anon!

♡ please like + reblog if using ^-^

#project sekai #wonderland x showtime #wxs #tsukasa tenma #pjsk tsukasa #reply icons #pjsk #♡anon #♡icons #♡project sekai #♡savoryi

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vampzity · 9 days ago

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can I request yunho cock warming while playing video games

why ofc anon!! ty for this lovely request hehe ^^

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don’t hate the player | J.YH

pairing: bf! yunho x f! reader

desperate to spend time with your boyfriend, he ask for you to sit in his lap as he plays his video games. perhaps he’ll give that to you, that and some more.

[warnings]: MDNI 18+!!, smut, cock warming, unprotected sex, praising, degrading, hair pulling, breast fondling, clit play, pet names (princess, baby, bunny, slut), anything else i missed … ?

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“Baby c’mere.”

You looked up from the bed, noticing the familiar warmth in Yunho’s eyes as he called out to you. His hand tapped his lap softly and he gave you a soft smile.

You got up, walking over to him as he quickly put his game on pause and moved out from the desk to give you some room. He looked up at you, his hand coming up to caress your jawline carefully.

“Wanna sit?”

You nodded your head happily, about to climb into his lap when he stopped you. He looked down at your legs, his hands coming up to tug at the strap of your sweat pants. He looked back up at you, a smug smile appearing across his face as he adjusted himself in the chair. You watched as he pulled his cock out from his sweatpants, it slightly hardening as he stroked it softly.

You stood there, your face heating up as you eyed his leaking cock. He snapped his fingers in your face, catching your attention before his fingers pointed to your pants once again.

“You can’t sit on me like that princess.” he pulled you close to him, lifting up your shirt slightly to kiss your waist. “Take em off for me.”

You felt his lips press against your stomach, inching down to the band of your sweats. He looked back up at you, a soft smug showing on his face.

“Please?”

You nodded, dragging your pants down your legs as your underwear followed. Yunho watched intently, his hand coming up to caress your thighs softly. He slipped his fingers between your legs, feeling the slight bit of your arousal coat them. His ran circles around your clit, watching as your knees buckled from his touch.

He met your helpless eyes, his thumb now swirling around your bud slowly. You whimpered quietly as you felt his lanky fingers play with you, only making you feel more desperate by the second.

Yunho moved his fingers, his hand grabbing onto your thigh and pulling it toward him. He pulled your thigh over his leg, your cunt just hovering over his cock.

“Take your time baby, I know I got some length.”

You held onto his shoulders, one of your hands holding his dick in place as you lowered yourself onto him. He entered you slowly, feeling your walls clench around him as you adjusted yourself onto him. Yunho groaned out in relief, feeling his cock twitch.

“Fuck, fuck. So big.”

You began to grind in his lap, throwing your head back as his tip brushed against your cervix. Yunho titled his head at you, grabbing his controller from the desk. he wrapped his arms around you, bear hugging you in place to stop your riding.

You whined out in mercy, watching as he ignored you to continue playing his game.

“I asked you to come sit.” he rolled his eyes at you, his fingers smashing at the controller as he tried to maintain focus.

“Not ride me like a slut.”

He continued to play the game, leaving you to sit and wallow in desperation as his cock poked and prodded inside of you. In which he wasn’t paying much attention to. Yunho would jump, yell, angrily pound his fingers into the controller all while his movement dancing around inside of you.

You squirmed, you whined, you did everything possible to get him to pay attention to you— to let you ride him into the sunset. Just for him to ignore you completely.

“Please Yunho, feels so good.”

He scoffed at you, his eyes glued to the screen as you sat there in agony.

“No. If you ask me again, I’m making you get off of me.”

You rested your head on his chest, whining in defeat as his cock twitched inside of you. He placed his chin on your head, his hand rubbing your back softly. Your hands squeezed the fabric of his shirt, squirming slightly against his cock. Yunho let out a soft breath, trying to contain himself from pounding into you.

“You really want it that bad bunny?”

You nodded, keeping yourself nuzzled in his arms. He pulled you out of his grasp, his hand moving your face to meet his gaze. Your face was completely red, embarrassed from how you could do nothing but sit there and accept what he was doing to you.

A small smile crept on Yunho’s face as he kissed your forehead softly. He placed the controller on the desk and pulled his headset off, letting a small groan escape him as he adjusted himself in his chair.

His thumb caressed your cheek softly before he leaned down to your level. His lips brushed by your ear as his hand snaked to your waist.

“And if I give you what you want, will you behave then?”

You agreed quickly, biting your lip. Yunho sighed, a soft chuckle leaving him as he tilted your chin upward to meet his gaze once again. He leaned in for a soft kiss, sucking at your lip as his other hand held into your waist firmly.

“Well I’m all yours princess. Let’s make this quick, yeah?”

He moved your hips against him, your body tensing at the sudden feeling of his tip grazing you. You moaned into his mouth as he kissed you, feeling your walls close in around him when his hand moved upward. He groped your tits, fondling them in his large hands as his thumb flicked your nipple.

Breaking the kiss, you threw your head back, quickening your pace just slightly as he curved inside of you.

“You like that baby?” His gaze was fixated onto you, watching as your eyes were squeezed shut from the pleasure.

“Mm, so good.”

Your hands rested on his shoulders as you attempted to ride him quicker. His hand squeezed your nipple, earning a small whimper from you as you succumbed to the pleasurable pain. Yunho watched as you did all the work, multiple pants escaping you as he groaned to your rhythm.

“Fuck, baby. Keep going like that.” Yunho had both hands on your waist, mouth agape.

“Keep fucking me like the needy slut that you are.”

He watched as you used all your strength to bounce on his cock, his angry tip knocking at your cervix with every moment. Your wet folds coated his length, only making it easier for him to slide in and out of you. You clenched around him, your sweet moans mixing with the sound of your arousal.

Yunho held you down, stopping you just for a moment. He rolled his chair away from the desk and to the body mirror— which only he could fully see as your back was faced toward it. He smirked playfully as he admired your figure in the mirror, seeing at how you were too embarrassed to even catch a glimpse yourself.

“What? You don’t wanna see how dirty you get for me princess?”

His hands cupped your ass, pushing them up and down to signal for you to continue. Taking the hint, you rode him again, giving him a front row seat to his cock moving inside of you.

He watched your folds pulsate around his girth, only edging him further as he was already trying his best not to cum inside of you so quickly. He spread your ass slightly, getting a better view of the arousal seeping from your aching hole.

“What a pretty sight.”

You burrowed your head into Yunho’s neck, your whimpers turning into deep moans as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge. He moved his hips slightly, abusing you with his harsh thrusts.

“I’m gonna wear out this pretty pussy of yours.” He grabbed onto your chin, pulling your face to meet his lusting brown eyes.

He thrusted his cock into you, keeping your hole spread as a small white ring formed around his length. He watched as you closed your eyes, your mouth dropping as breathless whimpers escaped.

“And when I’m done?”

He flicked your nipple, feeling your cunt clench around his length as your movements grew faster. His free hand cupped your cheek, pushing your body up and down on top of him.

“Gonna cum Yunho..”

Yunho admired your state, his fingers squeezing at your sensitive bud as his cock rammed into you. He kissed your forehead softly, wiping the small amount of sweat that accumulated on your head.

“Is that so bunny?” you nodded your head, pleading to get off as he stretched you out. “Must you always be so needy?”

Yunho pulled you off of him, getting up slowly as your pleasing whines filled his ear. He flipped you over, making you face his PC while his tall body hovered over you. He arms wrapped around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder, his breath hitting the side of your neck.

“You gonna keep whining or let me help you?”

Your breath hitched at his words, making you turn your face away in embarrassment. He kissed your cheek softly, sticking his cock back into you without a warning. You held onto the desk as you felt him ramming into you, showing no mercy.

His arm stayed wrapped around you, his other hand running up your back. He grabbed onto your hair, pulling your head back softly.

“Feel so good princess.” he angled himself in you, his tip hitting your sweet spot just perfectly. “Wanna cum in this little pussy.”

You moaned out in pleasure, your hands gripping the desk as you struggled to keep yourself upright.

“Maybe next time you’ll learn not to rush me, yeah?”

Yunho fucked you relentlessly, abusing your poor cunt with every thrust that he dealt. His cock leaked into your hole, desperate to release and fill you up.

“Fuck, I hate to hurt you like this baby.”

He left go of your hair, his hands holding onto your waist as his thrust grew harsher. He threw his head back, groaning furiously with every slam into you.

“But you take me in so well.” He moved your waist against his own, a mixture of your shared moans and skins smacking echoing throughout the room.

Within seconds, he poured his hot load into you, fucking himseld through his arousal as your own mixed with his. His thrusts slowed and he sat back in the chair, holding you ontop of him as he rested his head against your back. He placed his ear against your back, hearing your fast heartbeat.

“You gonna sit here and behave now?”

You nodded out of breath, trying to regain consciousness in your legs. He laughed to himself, running his hands along your thighs gently.

“Good. I wouldn’t like to ask you to again.”

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nottsangel · 8 months ago

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cleaning up bloody mattheo after a fight 🤤🤤 and he’s still clenching his jaw and angry 🤤🤤 but he doesn’t want to scare you 🥹🥹

“this is going to sting” you warn as you press the cloth drenched with alcohol to his face to disinfect his wounds. to your surprise, he doesn’t show any pain—no flinching or screaming—making you raise an eyebrow. you analyse his facial expressions and realise the adreline is still pumping through his body— his jaw is clenched, eyes are narrowed and his knee is restlessly bouncing up and down. you aren’t even sure why he got into a fight in the first place, but you figured it’s best to give him some time to cool off before bombarding him with questions.

“fucking idiot. i should’ve hit him harder. fuck!” mattheo hisses, eyes fixed on the wall ahead, not even blinking as his tongue exasperatedly pokes the inside of his cheek. you feel uneasy, trying to keep your mouth shut to avoid infuriating him further as you dab the cloth against his wounds— but curiosity gets the better of you, and you can’t help but wonder what happened before you entered the room. “why did you fight, mattheo? what even happened?” you blurt out, your eyes moving to his narrowed ones, gazing at him with a worried expression.

“it’s not important.” he quickly mutters, shaking his head in disapproval as the memories rush back, yet still avoiding your puzzled gaze. you let out a defeated sigh, fully knowing that pushing further isn’t the smartest move— but you just can’t let it go.

“mattheo, just tell me what—”

“he called you a slut, alright? and i just— i just couldn’t let him get away with that shit. so yeah, i punched him, just like he deserved.”

your brows furrow with both empathy and concern as you gently cup his face with your hand, thumb brushing over his flushed cheek. “oh, baby…” you sigh softly, followed by pressing a gentle kiss to his head. “i’m proud of you, you know that?” mattheo’s brows knit together as he turns to meet your eyes for the first time, confusion evident on his face as he was fully expecting you to lecture him. “what— why?” “because he looked way, way worse than you do right now.”

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kitzophrenia · 2 years ago

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Psst

You're really cool!

-♡

Awhh, thank you, ♡Anon! You're really cool, too:)

I hope you have a great day/night<3

#♡anon #idk if thats what they wanna be called or if im just dumb lol

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blueberrisdove-sideblog · 8 days ago

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hicc gymnastics roomie mydei fucks the shi outta of bratty reader ToT

૮ ˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა warnings : nsfw/smut, fem!reader, vaginal, doggy style, hair pulling, implied dubcon, sub and dom dynamic.

You knew exactly how to piss Mydei off. It was easy, really—just a few snide remarks here and there, a teasing flick of your fingers against his toned arms when he was stretching, a deliberately careless attitude when he was trying to focus on training.

"Mydei, you’re such a tryhard," you’d giggled earlier, flopped lazily on the gym mats while he practiced his parallel bar routine. "Are you training for gold, or just compensating?"

He didn’t answer. He never did when he was in the zone, but you saw the tick in his jaw, the tension in his shoulders. And that was enough to make you grin.

The problem was, you weren’t expecting him to snap tonight.

You weren’t expecting him to pin you down in your shared dorm after practice, his knee shoving between your thighs, his fingers wrapping around your jaw as he forced you to look at him.

"You’ve been testing me all damn week," he growled, voice low and rough. His golden hair clung to his forehead, sweat from hours of training making his muscles gleam under the dim light. "Do you think I’m just gonna let you get away with it?"

Your breath hitched. Your bravado wavered for a second—but you weren’t about to back down. "Oh? What, are you gonna discipline me, big shot?"

His smirk was sharp, dangerous. "That’s exactly what I’m gonna do."

He flipped you over like you weighed nothing, pressing you down into the mattress, his hand sliding into your hair and yanking. Hard. A whimper tore from your throat as your back arched involuntarily, pushing your ass against his hips.

"That’s more like it," he muttered, his free hand gliding down your spine, shoving up your tank top to expose your bare back. Then lower, lower—until his fingers curled around the waistband of your shorts and yanked them down, taking your panties with them.

You gasped as the cool air met your skin, but the sound turned into a moan when he shoved two fingers between your folds, spreading the slick gathering there.

"Bratty little thing," he mused, dragging his fingers along your pussy, rubbing your clit just enough to make your hips twitch. "You act like a pain in the ass, but look at you. Dripping for me already."

You bit your lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a response.

He laughed—low and knowing—before pulling his fingers away. You barely had time to whine before you felt it. The thick press of his cock against your entrance, the blunt head rubbing against your slit, teasing, taunting.

"Mydei—"

Your voice cut off into a sharp cry as he thrust in, stretching you open in one slow, agonizing push. Your nails dug into the sheets as he bottomed out, filling you so deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach.

"Fuck," he groaned, hips rolling as he pulled out just enough to slam back in, the force knocking the air from your lungs. "This is what you needed, huh?"

His grip tightened in your hair as he set a brutal pace, his cock pounding into you with every thrust, pushing you further into the mattress. Your tits bounced with each snap of his hips, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room, mingling with your gasps and his rough grunts.

"Mydei, s-slow down—"

"Not a chance." His hand slipped down your body, fingers finding your clit and rubbing harsh circles, sending shocks of pleasure through your core. "You wanted my attention so bad. Now you’ve got it."

You clenched around him, body trembling as the pressure built in your stomach, hot and unbearable. His name spilled from your lips like a plea, like a curse, and he drank it all in with a growl.

"Come on," he muttered, hips snapping harder, sharper. "Be a good girl and cum for me."

And you did—your pussy spasming around him as your orgasm ripped through you, leaving you shaking under him, barely able to hold yourself up.

But Mydei wasn’t done.

He kept fucking you through it, fucking you harder, chasing his own high. His grip in your hair tightened as he pulled you up, forcing your back against his sweat-slicked chest. You were barely coherent as his thrusts grew erratic, his breath ragged against your ear.

"Taking me so well now," he muttered, voice rough. "Not such a brat anymore, huh?"

And with one final thrust, he groaned, burying himself deep as he came, warmth spilling inside you. You moaned, body spent, muscles trembling from overstimulation.

For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, of Mydei’s lips ghosting against your shoulder. Then, he chuckled, pulling out, watching the way his cum dripped down your thighs.

"Maybe I should fuck the attitude out of you more often," he murmured, dragging his fingers along your sensitive clit, making you jolt.

You turned your head, just enough to glare at him. "F—Fuck you."

His smirk was all sharp edges. "Oh, you will."

Mydei’s grip on your hips was firm, keeping you from collapsing completely onto the mattress. Your thighs trembled as the aftershocks of your orgasm left you weak, your pussy still clenching around nothing, oversensitive and leaking with his cum.

But you weren’t stupid—you could hear it in his breathing, feel it in the way his hands lingered on your body, possessive and wanting. He wasn’t done.

"You’re still mouthing off after I fucked you dumb?" His voice was lower now, almost amused, but there was that same dangerous edge to it. His fingers ghosted over the curve of your ass before smacking it, hard, making you jolt forward. "Guess I haven’t fucked you enough yet."

You barely had time to register what was happening before he was forcing you back onto all fours, spreading your knees wider, pressing his cock against your swollen entrance again. Your body shuddered as the thick head rubbed against your sensitive clit, your hips twitching involuntarily.

"Mydei—wait, I—"

"Wait?" His laugh was a breathy, condescending thing as he dragged the tip along your slick folds, teasing you, letting you feel every inch of him. "Now you wanna play nice? Cute."

He didn’t wait. He never waited.

With one sharp thrust, he sheathed himself inside you again, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. Your breath hitched into a broken moan, your walls fluttering around him, still overstimulated from the first round. Your arms gave out beneath you, your cheek pressing into the sheets as he set a brutal pace immediately, hips snapping forward with no restraint.

"Fuck, you’re still so tight." His voice was rough, his hands gripping your waist like he was anchoring himself. "Like this pussy was made for me."

Your hands curled into the sheets, breath coming in short gasps as he fucked you deeper, harder, dragging his cock along all the spots that made you keen. Every thrust pushed you further into the mattress, the wet slap of skin against skin echoing in the room, filthy and obscene.

He let go of your waist just to grab your hair again, yanking your head back so you had no choice but to arch against him. His lips were hot against your ear, his breath ragged as he growled, "Tell me, does this feel like I’m compensating now?"

You whined, legs shaking as he rolled his hips just right, his cock pressing against that spot inside you that made your vision blur. "F-fuck—"

"Yeah?" He smirked against your skin, biting down on your shoulder just enough to make you yelp. "What was that? Didn’t catch it, baby."

He let go of your hair only to slide his hand beneath you, fingers finding your clit again. You gasped, body jerking as he rubbed harsh, fast circles, pushing you closer to the edge.

"Mydei—" You choked on a sob, your walls tightening around him as another orgasm tore through you, white-hot and overwhelming. Your thighs shook as pleasure crashed over you, leaving you utterly spent beneath him.

But Mydei didn’t stop.

His hips stuttered, his thrusts growing erratic as he chased his own release, panting against your skin. "That’s it," he muttered, his fingers digging into your hips as he fucked you through your high. "So good for me now, aren’t you?"

You could barely respond, your body limp, completely at his mercy. That seemed to drive him even further—he groaned, his grip tightening, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, filling you up again with a sharp, low curse.

For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, of his chest rising and falling against your back, of the way his cum dripped down your thighs, sticky and warm.

Then, after a beat of silence, Mydei chuckled.

"Guess I’ll have to keep fucking that attitude out of you."

His hand slipped back down between your legs, fingers teasing your oversensitive clit again, and your entire body jolted at the sensation.

You barely had the strength to turn your head, glaring at him through half-lidded eyes. "You’re a fucking menace."

Mydei smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to your shoulder, deceptively soft. "And you love it."

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sceletaflores · 5 months ago

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Hear me out. Logan likes having his girl sit on his lap at any given moment. In private, he LOVES having her sit on his lap while cockwarming. He needs to feel close to his woman as much as possible because he does NOT play around when it comes to being loyal to a woman

nat’s note: oooo anon you’re so right…i’m sick just thinking about it. this lowkey got super fluffy but oh well i guess i'm just feeling soft today lol thanks so much for sharing <3 hope you love it!

• feat. logan howlett x fem!reader • 18+ SMUT MDNI •

Contrary to what most people might believe, Logan has a soft side.

Sure, it’s rare that you get to actually see it, but it’s there nonetheless.

It’s a tangible thing, as undeniable and alive as the very heart beating away in your chest.

This morning was the biggest hint Logan was in one of his once in a blue moon good moods, waking up to him dragging you back against his chest, not an inch of space between you. His strong hands wandering the soft planes of your body as he pressed kisses along the back of your shoulders.

It was like that for the rest of the day, like he had to have at least one hand on you at all times.

Soft touches in passing, big hands on the small of your back or your hips. Resting on your thigh as you both sat on the couch, cozied up against his chest after he dragged you into his lap the second you sat down.

You love every version of Logan, but something extra special always blooms in your chest when he gets like this.

He shifts slightly, not to change position, but just enough to remind you he was there, still inside you, still holding you close.

This was different than your usual sex. Logan falling into bed and insisting you get on top only to stop you when you fully sank down onto the dripping length of his cock.

There was no rush to move, no need to chase anything faster. It was like time had slowed down just for the two of you, a way to keep you suspended in this moment a little longer.

"God, you feel so damn good," Logan growls softly, his hand sliding up to cup your breast, thumb brushing over your nipple in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. "Could stay like this all day, y’know that? Just you and me, baby."

You hum contently, arms circled around his broad shoulders so your fingers can toy with the soft hair curling around the nape of his neck.

You're not sure how long it's been, how long you've been pressed against him. Wrapped in strong his arms, thighs flush with his so the thick length of his cock can fill you completely.

It feels like it's been both hours and minutes all at once. The soothing beat of Logan's heart against your own chest, his hands rubbing soothing circles over the skin of your hips, coaxing you to relax further against him.

“Tell me how good I make you feel, honey,” he commands softly, his voice low and rough, vibrating through you like a hum from a deep, primal place.

You can't help but moan softly, feeling that delicious, lazy pressure building between your legs, tightening and building with each pulse of his cock inside you.

"Logan," you gasp, your voice barely a whisper as you arch your back, trying to create more friction. "You feel so good."

“Yeah? You like that, baby?” He chuckles, fingers tightening around your breast, rolling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "You like keeping me nice and warm? Like the way my cock feels inside of you, hm?"

You nod, the heat pooling in your core igniting every nerve ending. “I want you to say it,” he urges, running his thumb along your bottom lip slowly. The easy movement slow and deliberate, like he's savoring the way your body responds to him.

“I love how you feel inside me, Logan,” you breathe, losing yourself in the intoxicating rhythm of his body against yours. “You’re so big, so deep…”

“Fuck, that’s it. Just like that.” His hand slides up your side, gripping the side of your face with a possessiveness that sends a shudder through you. “You’re mine darlin', and I’m gonna make you feel so damn good.”

“Yours,” you echo, a rush of heat pooling low in your belly.

Logan’s lips find your ear, his breath hot against your skin. “Say it again,” he mutters, his voice dripping with a mix of desire and affection that makes your start to heart race.

“Yours,” you whisper quietly, surrendering completely to the weight of his body and the heat of his presence. “Always yours.”

"Fuck," Logan groans, hands falling to your hips again, guiding you to start rocking back and forth slowly. "Tell me how good I am to you, baby."

"Oh," you squeak out, body slumping against his more heavily as his words course through you. "You're so good to me, Logan..."

“Good girl,” he growls, the praise making your pulse quicken. “You were fuckin' made for this, made for me. Just look at you, taking every inch,” He adjusts slightly, angling himself deeper, making you cry out as he hits that spot that makes your whole body light up. “Can you feel how deep I am? How much I want you?”

You choke out a soft whine, hips starting to grind against Logan with more purpose than before. Your hands fall to rest on his shoulders, nails digging little crescent moons into his sweaty skin.

"Look at you," he says, voice going hushed like he's talking more to himself than he is to you. "Takin' what you need. Who's it for? Who's this cock for, baby."

You feel a rush of heat creeping up your cheeks at the raw intensity in his voice, but you can’t help but respond. You pick up the rhythm, sliding back and forth, the sensation making you dizzy with pleasure.

"Fuck, Logan," you groan lowly, voice small and breathless as your head lolls back to the ceiling in pleasure. "It's for me..."

"Who loves you?"

It catches you off guard, his words washing over you like a warm cloud of haze that travels all along your overheated skin to settle between your legs. Flaming the fire you feel raging inside of you.

“You love me, Logan,” you pant, the words spilling from your lips without hesitation.

And then, as if a dam had finally burst, he shifts the pace. Hips surging up to meet your frantic grinds, each thrust becoming a powerful wave that crashes into you.

You can feel the new urgency behind his movements, a beautiful mix of need and love that leaves you gasping for more.

With every stroke, the intensity builds, drawing you closer to the edge. “Logan, I’m—” you start, but he cuts you off with a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue sliding against yours as he takes you higher.

“Not yet,” he murmurs against your lips, his breath mingling with yours. “Not until you say it again.”

The pressure inside you grows, and you feel yourself teetering on the knives edge.

“You love me!” you cry out, the words flowing like a river, freeing you as the dam breaks and pleasure surges through you.

Logan follows you into the depths of that pleasure, his release flooding you as he groans your name like a prayer, a promise, a vow.

You cling to him, holding on as if he’s the only thing anchoring you in this universe.

As the waves of bliss slowly fade, you both linger in the afterglow, hearts still racing in sync, bodies intertwined.

You lean against him, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your palms, the steady thump of his heartbeat against your cheek, his lips pressing soft kisses into your hair, and for a moment, time stands still.

“Can we just stay like this forever?” you ask, the vulnerability in your voice wrapped in sincerity.

“Forever sounds nice,” Logan murmurs, pressing another soft kiss into your hair.

You realize that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, because this is the side of Logan you cherish most. And the selfish side of you wants to keep it close to your chest.

You're proof enough that Logan Howlett has a heart, and that's all that matters.

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