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FILL ME UP ❤︎

ᝰ.ᐟ rodrick heffley x fem!reader | duration: 1.1k

description: rodrick sees a perfect time to start the process of baby making.

content: nsfw 18+ ﾉ breeding kink ﾉ dom!rodrick ﾉ sub!reader ﾉ lil praise kink ﾉ dirty talk ﾉ aftercare mentioned ﾉ rodrick’s is in his twenties.

notes: ahhh, i know i did a slight rodrick smut headcanons before but this is my first full fic smut for him and i'm excited. i hope y’all enjoy this.

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“How was that?”

You ask, looking at Rodrick who has a smile on his face, you just got done singing a new song you wrote for the band. You were pretty nervous about it too, it was one that gave you writer’s block since you wanted to be perfect.

“You always sound good,” Rodrick comments, laying back on the couch manspreading; gripping onto the drumsticks he held in his hand.

“I’m happy you liked it.” You question, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips, you walk over to where he’s sitting, immediately taking your seat on his lap, taking his sticks out of his hand, placing it on the couch cushion, as his hands cups your waist, moving slowly towards your ass, squeezing it while he captures your soft lips with his after staring deeply into your eyes.

You knew what you two were doing was bad, intimacy between band mates was against the rules so no conflict were to ever happen if breakups were to concur but the magnetic pull that keeps bringing you two together since you met is so strong that you can’t just walk away from those feelings. Whenever he looks at you when he thinks you are not looking, it gets you all giddy inside, the butterflies that form in your stomach whenever you sing in front of him because his opinion always mattered the most out of everyone.

His hands grips the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head breaking the kiss for only a second, he unclamps your bra, discarding to the ground as you grind over his growing bulge that you can tell was aching to be released from the restraints of his jeans. 

Your hands travel down to his lower waist, unbuttoning his jeans, zipping down the zipper while you lift your body for a minute so he can take off both his jeans and his boxers, his hard cock springing up once it’s released. 

“Let me check the waters,” Rodrick says, bringing his hand under your skirt, feeling the wet spot on your panties, a smirk tugs on the corner of his lips as he pulls your panty to the side, lining up his tip to your entrance. “Look at my princess, all wet for me.” 

Your face heats up at his comment as you sink down slowly, biting down on your bottom lip as you enjoy every inch until you flush against his pelvis.

You hold on to his shoulders as you start to grind your hips slowly to get used to his length briefly before you start to bounce up and down on his cock. You squeeze your eyes shut from how good he feels inside of you. It was like your pussy was made only for him as it fits perfectly better than your ex ever did.

His hands grip your waist tightly as he guides your movements, the sounds of your moans mingling with each other filling the garage as if anyone was to walk by, they would hear what was going on and it excites you more.

“Oh fuck,” he groans, keeping eye contact with you as you continue bouncing, loving the squelching noises your pussy was making. You moans spill out your mouth as you’re loving every second of this. 

Rodrick arms wrap around your waist stopping all movement as he holds you while getting up, placing you on your stomach near the edge of the couch not disconnecting from your greedy cunt.

“If only you can see how pretty you are as you take all of me,” He comments, admiring the sight beneath him as he rolls his hips into you, soft moans escaping out of your slightly parted mouth as you grip the couch.

“Perfect, little pussy suckin’ me right in,” He groans as he keeps his pace looking into your pretty eyes. “Fuck— please…” you whimper.

“Please what? Use your words, tell me what you want, love,” Rodrick watches you try to form complete sentences as he thrust deeper inside of you, your moans filling his ears. He smirks once again, knowing he got you too fucked out to talk. 

Your boobs bouncing with each thrust, he looks at your sweat-slick belly, he reaches down to your breasts and his mouth trails down the valley of your breasts, biting and nibbling on the soft flesh, tongue swirling on the marks forming on your skin as his saliva leaves wet spots behind.

"So soft for me, (name), look at you" he huffs out, trailing downwards, reaching your stomach and something in his eyes change a shade darker, pounding into your cunt, the mewls in response from you drives him crazy, his mind going to places he shouldn't but the only thing that came to his mind was you full with his baby, your belly so round and soft. It would be one way to mark you as his, to stop all the guys from flirting with you after shows.

“Please… let me come,” you finally get out as you dig your nails into his back. 

“Go ahead, come all over my cock,” he groans as he uses his fingers to rub on your clit. Your cunt clenching around his dick, and your body starts to convulse, painting not only his cock but his lower waist as well with your release. 

“Good girl,” Rodrick praises in your ear as you try to catch your breath. “Gonna fill you up real good, would you like that, love?” He pounds harder and deeper as his cock twitches inside your cunt loving the sight of you nodding your head yes to his question, your gummy walls gripping him tighter. “You’d look so beautiful while carrying my child,” He places his hand on your stomach as he is picturing the sight. 

The mere images made his cock twitch inside you, your lewd noises of overstimulation just making it hard to back off from actually doing it, the pace he set is ruthless, pounding inside your sopping hole, slippery with your juices as he chases his end. 

Your lips parted, whined spewing out of your mouth as he fucks you, hitting the spongy spot repeatedly, nearing his own orgasm as he fills you up to the brim with his hot white spurts of seeds, his breath warm on your neck, your legs tightly wrapped around his waist, perfectly fitting inside, hitting the spots in an angle never before, catching up with his depleted air levels as he looks down at your fucked out state, hands connected while your bodies connected as well with his cock still buried deep to the hilt inside your warm core, the images still plagued his mind. 

Rodrick slowly pulls out and as he does, he watches some of his cum ooze from your hole, he scoops it up and pushes it back into your pussy earning a whimper to escape your mouth. “I know baby, just needed to make sure none of it goes to waste, let’s clean you up,” he picks you up in bridal style, you snuggle in his chest while he carries you inside your home, leading you to the bathroom, happy of what’s to come in the future.

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[emeritusemeritus]

Hello can I ask for George Wesley x reader at they wedding and I the end of the day it's end with hard domination sex, by the way I love what you doing ❤

Hello my love! Of course, it would be my pleasure! I wrote this as a part 2 to a previous wedding request I’d completed HERE, but it could easily be a standalone piece. Did I just write nearly 4k of pure sin? Yes, yes I did. Enjoy! 🖤

Warnings: where do I start… SEX. Pure smut, graphic smut, PinV, oral (both receiving), fingering, squirting, cum play, face riding, George has a wife kink? Possessive kink, honeymoon, wedding night, bridal lingerie, dominant George, DomSub relationship, soft!dom George. Not spellchecked or beta read.

Word count: 3.6k (I may be ovulating and got carried away)

Little Wife

You don't have to wait long for George to take control, already seeing the dominance oozing from him as he reached out for you. His hand held the side of your neck, resting there and cupping your cheek as he bent down to press a blistering kiss to your lips. In a move that was so impressive it should be studied, he reached out with his other hand and cupped your body, pulling you up and into his body, trapping you between the edge of the bed and the hard plains of his body. The kiss exposed the passion inside of him, messy and rugged that you knew would mess up your perfect lipstick, just as he was hoping to do.

Your hands scrambled to his collar, trying meekly to have him undressed but he wouldn't give in and instead used his right hand to grab hold of yours and hold it securely behind your back, tauntingly. He broke the kiss and his eyes looked equally in love and devilish before he used his leverage on your arm to spin you around so that you were facing away from him. Had hands immediately captured your hips and began wandering over the material of your dress, seeking out your breasts all whilst his lips attacked your neck with soft and teasing kisses, his lips barely leaving your skin. He squeezes your breasts through your dress as his lips attack your neck and you breathe out a sigh of relief, your nipples hardening to diamond strong nubs in the cups of your dress.

“Mrs Weasley,” George purrs into your ear, hands wandering to discreetly find the opening of your dress. You reach for his hand, leading him to the hidden zipper on the side and he wastes no time in slowly dragging down the zip, your heart pounding in anticipation of the reveal of what you were wearing underneath. He slides your arms out of the small sleeves and the dress pools at your feet, exposing you to George’s gaze, his last gift of the day awaiting him.

“Merlin,” he curses from behind you, fingers immediately caressing the soft fabric of your lingerie, following it down until he finds the bare skin of your bottom, exposed by the tiny little g-string that was hiding very little.

“Crawl onto the bed baby,” he commands, hands barely leaving your round bum. You raise your leg and begin to climb back onto the bed, giving a good show of your swaying hips and arse as you crawl, keeping your backside pushes out and your back curved. Deciding to be a bit of a brat, you roll over, exposing the front for him. You’d seek forgiveness later for not following his direction, but something told you that he wouldn’t even remember in mere moments.

“Godric you’re a fucking gift,” he growls, eyes greedily covering every inch of your body now he can see your lingerie from the front. Your breasts are heaving in the little cups of the bra with lace and tiny little satin buttons holding the piece together, so tight against you that it shows him every inch of your curves.

He’s quiet for a few moments, eyes hungry as he stares at your body laid out for him, ready to be claimed anew.

“Mr Weasley, please,” you beg in a sultry, breathy voice that gets his attention immediately, trying to bring him back to reality. In a tiny act of defiance, you pull open your knees, exposing the tiny slip of lace that hardly covers your waiting pussy and you watch with rapt attention as his mouth pulls into a little ‘o’.

“Now I really want to destroy you little bride,” he says darkly, his focus now fixed to the slither of fabric barely containing your pussy lips, no doubt a little wet patch present on the material.

“Your bride George.”

“All mine.”

He walks forward, knees against the bed as he slips off his jacket, discarding it onto the floor. He undoes the top button of his shirt, loosening the tie just a little before he sinks down to his knees.

You gasp when you feel his hot breath against the thin lace of your panties, lips dangerously close to where to need him the most.

“I don’t know where to start,” George admits with a little chuckle, his dominant facade slipping just a little. “I want everything.”

“I’ll give you everything my love,” you say, desperation evident in your voice.

You gasp when you feel the weight of his lips on your pussy, through the thin material, his lips pressing gentle fluttering kisses over the lace. His fingers join in the fun and you can feel him teasing your swollen clit through the fabric, teasing long strokes igniting the fire inside of you. You cry out when you suddenly feel your panties pulled aside and his long, hot tongue licking a long stripe up your pussy, panting your lips and exposing every inch of you to him.

“Fuck,” you hear him grunt as your hips rise, desperately seeking more contact. You whine, desperate to feel him again and you’re rewarded with his sinful tongue licking all around your throbbing pussy, catching your clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Need you to ride my face baby,” he pants, suddenly pulling away and climbing onto the bed with an extended hand for you to join him. “Come here little wife.”

You take his hand and position yourself directly over his face, taking the headboard beneath your hands as you work to steady yourself on legs that were already shaky with the sheer arousal you felt. His fingers hook in the side of your panties, pulling them aside again and you feel a twitch of desperation in your clit. He notices, of course he does, and looks up at you with a devilish smirk.

“Fuck, George!” You cry out when his lips suddenly surround your clit and he sucks on it with determination, tongue circling the little sensitive nub in the most perfect way. The position is perfect, his mouth directly where you need him. His left hand reaches up to steady you, taking a handful of your round bum cheek in his greedy hand and one of your hand slips into his hair as you slowly begin to ride his face, timidly moving your hips in a circle.

He moans again against your pussy, the vibrations making you gasp and cry out again.

“You’re so good georgie,” you whine out, “eating your wife’s pussy so good!”

He doubles down his efforts at your words, though you didn’t think that was possible. Your hole aches to be filled but the delicious torture of your clit is all you can think of. Your hips undulate above him and any thoughts of suffocating him are forgotten as you quickly ascend to your peak, his tongue working you perfectly. The curve of his nose is a blessed thing and even when your clit isn’t being directly stimulated, the tip of his nose catches it perfectly every time.

“I’m, I’m,” you try to warn him but your climax hits you with such a violent force that all you can do is push back your hips against his face and hold his head firmly in place where you needed him. As soon as those full lips lock around your clit and suck, you’re done for. You can’t contain your moans as your orgasm overcomes you, hands scrambling to squeeze your aching breasts as you ground yourself against george’s mouth and nose, squeals of overstimulation erupting from you.

You slowly climb off of George, now worried that you’d cut off his air supply of you remained there any longer. You needn’t have worried because as soon as you look at him, you can tell he’s perfectly content and maybe a little pussy drunk, his eyes glazed and his smiling face covered in your glistening juices. You bend down to kiss him, licking yourself off his lips as you do and you moan as you taste yourself on his mouth. You move to straddle him and feel the heft weight of his swollen cock beneath you, almost breaking out of the fabric constraints. You reach down for his purple tie and pull him up to sit so that you’re sat firmly in his lip. He looks dishevelled already and you can’t help but send him a sultry smile.

You kiss him again and it doesn’t take him long to recover, the dominant side of him returning as he claims your lips and your tongue in a sensual dual, overpowering you.

Your hands begin to pull at the knot of the tie to looses it and with nimble fingers, you undo the buttons of his shirt, his chest getting more and more exposed. Godric he’s hard beneath you but you don’t push it but rocking on him, wanting only your reward tonight.

“Did I say you could undress me?” He asks, his tone making you briefly pause your actions.

“I need to feel my husband, please George,” you counter with a desperate whisper, knowing he couldn’t resist that. You feel his cock twitch under you and you bite your lip to stifle the smirk, knowing that he may be the dominant one but you really did control him in your own way.

“Take off my trousers my little bride,” he instructs, hands caressing your shoulders, the flirty little ruffles of the lingerie catching his attention.

You slink down from his lip and watch as he leans back, head on the pillows as he watches you carefully. You undo his belt and the three buttons that are barely holding up with the size of his cock beneath and immediately you are met with the most delicious sight. His cock is straining through the material of his boxers, a wet patch evident just near his bulging tip and your mouth waters at the sight. He slips the trousers down his legs with ease but you hardly notice, eyes fixed on the delicious outline of his big cock. You need it, need it to fill you, every primal instinct screaming at you to take him in any hole you can.

“You can touch me beautiful girl,” he says softly, realising you were waiting for your next instruction, not pushing your luck when your reward was so close.

You waste no time in pulling down the boxers and watch in complete glee as the heavy cock bounces and slaps against George’s belly with a thud. He looks so swollen it could be painful, so big and thick that your pussy involuntarily clenched around nothing. You look up to his watching eyes as you move closer, enjoying the look of barely concealed desperation in his own eyes.

You don’t tease him, you can’t wait another second as you drop your shoulders, ass high in the air as you lean down and take his cock in your mouth. You moan out at the taste immediately, your tongue licking over the little slit on his fat tip and finding the salty liquid already leaking from him. He moans out like a wild man and you carry on, taking it as praise. You let your spit pool around him, getting him nice and wet as you take him deeper and deeper, hollowing out your cheeks as you slowly pull off him. He cries out again and you’re filled with pride, with sheer determination to pull more of those sounds from his mouth. You suck him hard and fast, cock hungry and mouth watering at the weight of his cock in your mouth. Your hand grips his base, stroking in perfect synchronisation with your mouth and he whines out your name.

His hands begin to explore your body as you take him deeper into your throat, fighting not to gag as you take him so deep, wanting to be his good little wife. It’s sloppy and messy and so very rewarding, your pussy leaking in pure arousal.

“Mrs Weasley,” George commands your attention, forcing you to look up at him with wide eyes, mouth still full of his big cock. He curses at the sight, head slipping back for a moment before his hand reaches up to grab your jaw, gently pulling you away from his cock. You look up at him with doe eyes, concerned you’d done something wrong.

“There’s no way I’m cumming anywhere but this little cunt tonight,” he says darkly, interpreting the slight sadness in your eyes. He kisses you and you both hum into the kiss at the taste of your arousals mixing together. “On the bed, Angel.”

You lie back on the bed, hair fanning in a halo around you as George looms over you, the muscles of his shoulders and back bulging as he leans over you. He drops onto one elbow and immediately brings his spare hand to your breasts, pulling down the material of the cups so that your breasts spill out, dangerously hard nipples attracting his attention immediately. You cry out when he feasts on your tits, lips and tongue leaving no place untouched as his teeth tease your aching nipples. He sucks hard on one peak whilst his fingers toy with the other and you find yourself raising your hips in delicious agony.

“Merlin these tits,” he growls, still feasting on your heaving breasts, “prettiest little tits I’ve ever seen.”

“George!” You cry out, almost out of your mind now with arousal.

He pulls back, eyes wandering over your figure and you can tell he’s considering taking it off before he fucks you and so you slowly reach up to the clasp beneath your left breast.

“Leave it,” he commands, voice and eyes dark. “I’m going to destroy you in this little pretty set my love, my pure little wife so desperate for her husband’s big cock.”

He suddenly reaches down and holds the side of your little g-string in his fingers before smirking up at you with a devilish smile. “These will have to go though.” You gasp when he suddenly tugs at the side of your g-string, breaking it and ripping it away from your body as if it was as easy as ripping a piece of parchment.

Your drooling pussy is completely exposed now for his eyes and you watch as he becomes transfixed upon your pink flower.

It’s instantaneous, the affect it has on him to see you laid out before him like a reward. He leaps forward and dives into your cunt like a man dying of thirst, his tongue is everywhere, licking right from your hole to the hood of your clit as you squeal out in overwhelmed surprise. His strong hands reach out to grab under your thighs and before you know it your legs are on his shoulders. But his face doesn’t stay pressed to your pussy, instead he sits up, looming over you once again. He kisses you with a burning passion and you can’t help but moan into the kiss when you feel the solid weight of his cock nestled up against your pussy. You’re limited with your movements with George’s strong body over you and your legs over his shoulders, but you undulate your hips to seduce him. His cock slips in between your wet folds but doesn’t slip inside and he groans right next to your ear at the feel.

“You’re so fucking hot baby,” he groans, moving his hips now which makes his cock run against you deliciously, the fat tip angling against your clit.

“I need you so badly baby, please fuck your wife george, need you too much.”

He chuckles, not making it easy for you. He reaches down with his right hand and grabs his cock, slapping it against your swollen clit. You cry out, head thrown back at the sensation and you can feel more of your arousal seeping out of your aching cunt. The veiny underside of his cock rubs against your clit so perfectly that you’re certain George was made for you and you reach out to grab his hair to pull him into a scorching kiss, tongues clashing. In pulling him up to kiss you, his body had shifted slightly and his cock was now hovering over your waiting hole, barely penetrating.

You knew with one small roll of your hips you could have him inside you, just a slight shift and he’d be exactly where you needed him. It was torture, the dichotomy between desperately needing his cock and wanting to be a good girl for him.

You hear him chuckle and you realise that you had pulled away from the kiss and had been biting your lip with a concentrated brow, trying desperately to be a good girl.

“Has my good girl gone shy? Little innocent wife scared of her husband’s big cock?” He teases, accentuating his point with a very deliberate roll of his hips. You gasp as he pushes his cock against you, still not penetrating but just angled perfectly so that he was pressed just at your opening.

“Wanted, wanted to be your good girl,” you gasp, finding it harder than ever to speak, all of your energy on not rolling your hips like your body was screaming for you to do.

Your words ignite a fire in George and he captures your lips again, clearly pleased with your submission to him.

“Take what you need my sweet little wife, it’s all yours baby,” he coos, hands shifting so that then entwine with yours either side of your head. You kiss him once more in a mixture of love and gratitude and roll your hips with a dramatic flair, allowing his big cock to push inside of you. You both cry out at the exact same time as you feel George’s cock slip into you, stretching you wide and pushing deeper.

The growl George emits has your muscles clenching around him even further, the stretch of trying to accommodate his big cock already making your muscles convulse. He rests there for a moment, giving you time to adjust as he knows you need, keeping himself pressed snuggly against you.

“Fuck you’re tight Angel,” he pants, drawing his hips back to allow him to thrust into you properly now. You cry out, relief coursing through your body at finally being filled just as you needed. You’d waited all day for this, from the minute you saw him waiting for you to walk down the aisle.

“So big George,” you gasp as he hits even deeper now, your body folded up like a pretzel with your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to reach deep inside you with ease. You can feel every inch of his delicious cock, the big swollen tip and the veiny underside that fill you beyond belief.

“My beautiful wife,” he groans, picking up the pace as he begins to drive his cock into you over and over, hitting all the right spots that leave you gasping and moaning out his name repeatedly. “Pure little wife letting her husband fuck her like this, Merlin that little lace looks good on you.”

You can barely hear his words, the blood rushing to your ears as you swim through the delicious pleasure consuming your entire being, rapidly building to an impressive climax. You can’t hold it back, nor would you want to, and you chant George’s name as your pussy clamps down around him. It’s a red hot heat that consumes you, an almost out of body experience as you cum around his cock. You can hear his own howls of pleasure but can’t register what is happening until you’re floating back to earth, feeling as if you were glowing.

“Fuck fuck fuck!” George chants as he pounds into you, balls slapping against your pussy as he fucks into you like a beast. You watch as his face contorts, hands moving away from yours to hold your thighs against your body, opening you up for his use.

His cum fills you with an almighty flood, the hot liquid painting your insides as he roars with his completion. He’s panting, sweat gathering in his hairline as he begins to come down from his own high and you smile up at him with a look of absolute adoration.

“You squirted Angel, fuck me you are bloody perfectly. Do you know how fucking hot that was? My little wife creaming all over her husband?” George’s words take you by surprise but it sinks in quickly as you realise just how wet you feel down there, knowing that George hadn’t even pulled out of you yet and probably wouldn’t for quite some time, wanting to keep you full of him.

“I love you so fucking much Mrs Weasley,” he pants, his voice no longer carrying that harshness of his dominant air, for now he’s just a man in love with his wife.

“I love you so much George Weasley,” you reply, pulling him forward so that he could kiss you once again, his now softening cock slipping out of your sore cunt. You suck in a breath when you feel his cum begin to slowly trickle out of you and groan when George moves to allow your legs to go back down beneath him.

He pulls you into a side hold, his fingers circling your nipple absently, breasts still exposed from your pulled down cups. He presses a kiss to your probably sweaty head and reaches for your ring covered hand, both of you gazing at your matching rings.

“Ten minutes my love and I’m ripping that little set off of you,” he says, voice dropping dangerously low again with a commanding tone. “Better rest up now sweetheart, there will be no sleeping tonight.”

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[rubendiasthoughts]

Hey besties! Hope you like this little headcanon 🤭 Thank you to the person who requested this ❣️

Sending so much love to all of you ❤

Ruben Dias being obsessed with reader's boobs - headcanon:

- Okay, so I feel like he would be very obvious about the fact that he loves your boobs. Like can you imagine maybe when he comes home from training and he says hi to you he would first wrap you up in his arms and kiss your lips, but then he's leaning down and pressing kisses to the top of your breasts before asking you "how's my girl today?"

-I could totally see the two of you having a dinner and maybe he sits on the opposite side of the table and you are telling him about something that happened to you that day, but you realise he isn't even paying attention to you and he's just blatantly staring at your chest. And you're like "Ruben, my face is up here" and he looks up at you, a smirk appears on his face and he goes "sorry, they just look so pretty, couldn't help myself" 🤭

-He would definitely be the type to take naps on your boobs. Especially if he had a bad day or something. I just see him coming back home and finding you laying on your bed, just looking through your phone and you can see something is wrong so you ask him what happened. And he would probably tell you he just had a hard day and you're like "what can I do for you baby?" and he goes "nothing, just stay like that" as he lays his head on one of your breasts, and then cups the other with his hand and he just closes his eyes, looking so content and comfy. And then he just sleeps, maybe you're gently scratching his scalp with your nails and he's just letting out these little hums.

- I feel like whenever you wear a low cut top he wouldn't be able to help himself but stare and he would tell you how pretty you look in that particular top and how it's his favourite and you should wear it more often. Or maybe if you are just doing something around the house and not wearing a bra, just a shirt I feel like he would go crazy (and especially if it's one of his shirts). Can you imagine him coming up to you from behind, wrapping one of his arms around you, while the other hand goes under the material of the shirt you're wearing and he squeezes your boob in his palm??!

- He would definitely cup one of your breasts in his palm sometimes when he's spooning you, and maybe even give it a little squeeze.

- He would 100% be sucking on them, biting them and kissing them whenever you are riding him. They are just right there in front of him, so he definitely wouldn't be able to resist. Maybe sometimes he would leave hickeys on them too. But also he would love to just stare at your tits when you're on top, watching them bounce.

-But also he would also suck and kiss on them before he fucks you as a part of foreplay. Can you imagine him hovering over you and he starts planting kisses from your neck and takes them down to the valley between your breasts and then takes one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tounge around it and then he gives the same attention to your other boob. And when he pulls away he would look up at you, thinking to himself how pretty you look, your head thrown back with a flushed face.

-Can you imagine if you were giving him head and he's like "take your top off for me, sweet girl" because he just wants to be able to see your tits. And he would so praise you, when you do take it off, saying things like "that's a good girl, you look so pretty".

-He would for sure love to cum on them and he would smear it around using his fingers and then he would bring them up to your mouth telling you to clean up your mess and suck his fingers clean. He would definitely love it if you let him take a picture of your breasts covered in his cum 🤭

-And he would so want to fuck your tits. Maybe you would be sitting on your knees on the edge of the bed as he stands in front of it. And he would say something like "push them together for me angel, just like that" and then he would slide his cock between them. And you would be looking up at him, his head thrown back, grunts leaving his mouth. And the things he would say to you!! Maybe something like "you are so good to me baby, so good" or he would just call you his good girl 🤭

[nausicaamusiclover20]

hey I hope you’re having a good day

Can I request a shot about current James x reader, cozy evening and it ends with smut shower?

Hello, thank you, I'm having a good day. I hope you're having a good day too❤ Sorry, I know you requested a smut story, but I wanted to make it more on the intimate side rather than too explicit. I hope you still like it!

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Warnings: mature themes, intimate scenes, physical intimacy

Under the Shower's Touch

The soft, golden glow of the lamp in the corner of the living room bathed the space in warmth, making everything feel incredibly cozy. The flicker of the fire in the fireplace added a gentle crackling sound to the background, creating a peaceful ambiance that felt perfect for a quiet evening. The scent of fresh coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the comforting smell of the soft blanket draped over the couch. I let out a contented sigh as I nestled closer to James, the fabric of the blanket pulling around us both like a cocoon.

His arm naturally draped over my shoulders, pulling me a little closer, and I couldn’t help but smile as I felt the familiar warmth of his touch. My legs were tangled beneath the blanket with his, and I let my head rest on his chest. It was one of those simple moments, quiet and peaceful, but it made me feel like the world was perfect just as it was.

"Long day?" His voice was low, the kind of voice that always soothed me, but there was something more in his tone tonight—a hint of something deeper. His fingers traced slow circles on my arm, but the touch lingered just a little longer than usual, sending an unexpected heat to the pit of my stomach.

I nodded, feeling the weight of the day’s stress slowly melt away in his presence. "Nothing compared to this," I replied softly, lifting my gaze to meet his. His eyes were warm, but there was something darker in them now—something hungry, something that made my pulse race.

James’ smile turned into something more suggestive, his lips curling at the edges. "Come on," he murmured, his voice a little rougher. "Let’s take a shower. You’ve earned it."

My heart skipped at the way he said it, the promise of his words thick with intention. I stood, almost pulling him toward the bathroom as my hand slipped into his, my fingers tightening around his. The way he held me, the way he pulled me in, told me everything I needed to know. I was his, completely, and he wasn’t letting go.

As we reached the bathroom, James paused, his fingers brushing down the sides of my body. I felt a twinge of excitement as he gently cupped my face, tilting my head up so our eyes locked. His gaze was soft but intense, full of desire that made my heart beat faster. Slowly, he reached for the hem of my shirt, his fingers grazing the fabric as he pulled it upward.

The moment was slow, deliberate—his touch gentle, like he was savoring the sensation of undressing me, as though he wanted to take in every inch of my skin. My breath hitched as his hands slid beneath the fabric, brushing lightly over my ribs. The feeling was electrifying, the way he moved, the way he looked at me, made everything else in the world fade away.

He took his time, slipping my shirt off over my head, his eyes tracing every exposed part of my skin. His fingers then moved to the clasp of my bra, undoing it with practiced ease, as though it was second nature to him. I shivered slightly, the anticipation building between us. Each movement felt slow, drawn out, like he was trying to memorize the feel of me, inch by inch.

When my bra was gone, his eyes lingered on my bare chest for a moment before his hands moved to my pants. He undid the button with a steady, almost reverent touch, pulling the fabric down slowly. My body responded instinctively, lifting slightly so he could slide them off, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as his fingers brushed over the smooth skin of my hips.

Once I was completely undressed, James stepped back, his eyes scanning over me, dark and full of admiration. "You’re beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. The way he looked at me, as though I was the only thing in the world that mattered, made my heart race even faster.

He kissed me then, a slow, deep kiss that left me breathless. His hands roamed over my body as if memorizing every curve, every dip, every inch of skin. The kiss deepened as he pulled me closer, pressing his body against mine, and I felt the heat building between us, like a fire that couldn’t be contained.

When the kiss finally broke, I could barely catch my breath. James’ hand slid down my back, and he led me to the shower. The warm water already flowed from the showerhead, filling the space with the gentle sound of water hitting tile. We stepped under the spray together, and I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the heat of the water wash over us both.

But James wasn’t finished yet.

He took his time, his fingers trailing down my sides, as he guided me beneath the spray. The water felt like it was pouring over us, but his touch was what really made me shiver. He kissed my neck, his lips pressing lightly against my skin before moving lower, slowly exploring me, each touch so deliberate, so careful.

I let out a breathy sigh, closing my eyes as I melted into his touch. "James..." I whispered, my voice thick with the emotions swirling inside me.

"Do you want it?" he murmured, his lips brushing over my shoulder. His voice was soft, but there was a quiet intensity in it that made my heart race. "I need to hear you say it."

My pulse quickened, and I nodded, my hands sliding up to his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips. "I want it," I whispered, my voice breathless and full of longing. "I want you."

The words hung in the air for a moment, charged with the weight of everything between us. His lips found mine again, this kiss more urgent, more intense. His hands moved over me, touching me with such tenderness that it almost hurt, yet every movement felt like it was pulling me closer to the edge.

"Let me take care of you," he whispered against my lips, his voice full of promise. His hands roamed lower, and I responded instinctively, pressing my body closer to his. The connection between us deepened, our movements becoming more synchronized, every inch of our skin touching as if we were made for this moment.

The intimacy between us deepened, the way we moved together, each kiss and touch more urgent than the last. He held me tightly, his hands gently guiding me, making sure we were completely connected, in sync with each other. I could feel the connection between us growing, something raw and powerful.

 Finally, when the intensity of the moment softened, James held me close, his hands brushing through my wet hair as he kissed my forehead gently. His arms tightened around me, pulling me against him. "Are you okay?" he asked again, his voice low and filled with quiet affection.

I nodded, my head resting against his chest, the warmth of the water washing over us. "I’m perfect," I whispered, my voice soft but steady.

He sighed, his hand gently tracing along my back, his fingers soothing against my skin. "I want to stay like this forever," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

I closed my eyes, feeling his words sink into me, and whispered back, "Me too."

We stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, letting the warmth of the water surround us, both of us feeling the weight of the moment. No words were needed. The quiet understanding between us said everything. We were content, lost in the calm, knowing this was the one thing we both wanted: just this. Together.

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It's Miller Time

Original ask from @boogerpresleyonthemeanguitar84: would you, could you, write some smut with benny and will ofc not incest i mean with a female reader (me lol)? I love your work and like i mentioned in the comment i just found your work! Impressive!

It’s Miller Time

Pairing: Benny Miller, Will Miller x f!reader

Word Count: 2400+

Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!

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"I never do anything like this!" I'm nervous, excited energy rushing through my body, my fingers tingling and shaking slightly. 

"Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll take good care of you."

I went out to the bar tonight, intending on having a quick drink at the end of a long work week. But instead I found myself the center of attention for not one but two incredibly hot men, Benny and Will, who happen to be brothers. And here I am, following them inside their shared home, giddy with the prospect of having these 2 touch me.

Will takes my coat and bag, hanging them on the coat rack by the door as Benny guides me to the living room, gesturing towards the couch for me to sit. I do, smoothing my dress down my thighs and he sits next to me, extending his arm behind me, settling it on the top of the couch. He cups my face with his other hand, his warmth burning my cheek as he turns me to face him, his bright blue eyes staring into me. 

“Are you sure, sweetheart? Things can get a little rough. You can say no and there’s no hard feelings.”

“N-no, I’m sure. I just…I’ve never…” I gesture between the two of them. “...done this before?”

Benny smiles and it calms me. “Don’t worry about that. You just feel good. We can guide you.”

I nod, my nerves emboldening me as I kiss Benny. He responds immediately, the hand on my face sliding around the back of my head and holding me to him. His lips are soft and warm, inviting me to part mine and I do, moaning a little when he slides his tongue into my mouth. He kisses me for a few moments, my head feeling light when he slides his thumb under my chin and breaks the kiss, tipping my head back and gently sucking on my neck. I left out a gasp and his hand settles on my hip, gently sliding up to reach into my dress, grabbing my boob and squeezing a little, thumb brushing over my nipple. God does this feel good. So good, I nearly forget about Will, sitting somewhere behind me just watching. 

I push him back slightly and straddle his hips, his concern vanishing from his face when I start to grind on him, fingers tangled in his hair as he buries his face in my chest, pulling down the top of my dress to suck a nipple in his mouth.

“Oh God that feels good,” I pant, rocking my hips a little faster. 

“Arms up.”

I comply, my arms raising as he grips my dress, pulling it over my head and tossing it across the room. He quickly undoes my bra, tossing it in the same direction as my dress as I toss my panties somewhere in that same area. Benny’s eyes rake over me, drinking me in as I straddle his hips again, whimpering when his clothed erection rubs at me. I start to kiss Benny again when I feel a different set of hands on my hips, fingers digging into the skin to pull my hips up. I don’t stop kissing Benny until Will’s finger slides through me, groaning at how wet I am. He says nothing, swirling that same finger around my entrance and pushing it in. 

“Fuck,” I whisper into Benny’s mouth as Will adds another finger, slowly fucking me with them. Will pulls his fingers from me and I whine, frustrated at the lack of contact. There’s some shuffling behind me, Benny shifting under me and then Will’s fingers grip my hips again, angling them a certain way. But before I can ask if he needs me to move, his tongue is there, licking at me like his life depends on it. I cry out, Benny’s hands finding my boobs and pinching my nipples as he watches my face, loving the way it changes expression when Will pushes his tongue inside of me for a moment. A particularly hard flick over my nipple pushes me over the edge, heat and pleasure rolling over me as I cum, Will moaning into my cunt, which makes my orgasm last longer. 

“You taste amazing, darlin,” Will stands from behind me, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. I sit up, legs shaking slightly as I turn around to face him. “I wonder if you taste just as amazing.” I reach for his pants, undoing his button but he grips my chin and turns my head up to his. “Not yet, pretty girl. I'll watch you a bit first.”

Benny’s hands are on my hips, pulling me back on his lap, his hard dick pushing against the top of my ass, which is when I realize he had gotten undressed, clothes tossed somewhere in the room. And the fact that he’s long, or longer than I’ve ever had at least. He pulls my back against his chest, his hands hooking under my knees and spreading my legs wide. He shifts his hips, pushing himself through my wet folds and I whimper. He feels so fucking good like this. After a few moments of this, he sits me up, pushing himself slowly into me and I look down, watching him disappear inside of me. 

“Fuck! You feel so..ugh!” Once he’s fully inside, he pulls my back down on his chest again, hoisting my legs up and wide, on full display for Will, who was seated in a chair across from us, stroking himself. Benny starts at a slower pace, gliding lazily against my g spot before he growls in my ear. “Hold your legs.” I do as he says, his fingers immediately moving between my legs, rubbing circles where I need him most, his other hand pinching a nipple as he quickens his pace, fucking me as fast and hard as he can from this angle, launching me over the edge, screaming his name as he continues to rail into me, chasing his own high. He cums, biting my shoulder as he fills me, still stroking me as my thighs twitch. We stay like that for a moment, heavy breathing, sweat sticking to our skin as Benny nibbles on my earlobe, his dick twitching slightly inside of me. 

Will crosses the room and extends a hand to me, helping me up when I accept it, Benny grunting when he slides from me. What do I do now? Surely I have to clean up or something? But Will gives me no time to think about that as he bends me over the side of the chair he was sitting on, his pants hitting the floor as he brings a hand down to smack on my ass, watching it jiggle as I cry, a smile at the corner of my lips. I didn’t know I liked that but I also have no time to linger on it as Will thrusts into me fairly rough, fingers digging into my hips, pulling me back on him. My hands scramble for purchase as I cry his name, Will setting a rough pace as he winds his fingers into my hair, gripping it tight and holding me down. Damn he fucks so good, my toes slipping slightly on the floor from the height difference. 

“Yeah you like that? You good little slut? Lettin’ me fuck you like this?” Will’s voice is strained, like he’s trying to last. His hand reaches around between my legs, gently rubbing me in stark contrast to the way he’s fucking me and I come without warning, crying his name into the chair as I squeeze him, my fingers digging into the fabric as Will snaps his hips impossibly harder, finally coming himself as he grunts into me, leaking down my legs. He pulls himself from me with a hiss, helping me up and turning me to look at him, all trace of the moment on pause.

“Are you ok, darlin’? I know I can be rough and I know you didn’t use the safe word-”

I have no words. Instead, I pull him to me, kissing him finally, his beard scratching at my skin. He holds me to him, fingers light on my skin, like he’s cherishing me. He cups my face and pulls back, looking into my eyes like he’s making sure I’m really ok. I smile. I know I have to look fucked out by this point, but somehow, I’m not done. 

“Can I have a minute?” I ask. Will nods and points to the bathroom. I take a few moments to clean myself out, drying off before finally getting a good look in the mirror. I was right - I do look fucked out of my mind, a small smile playing on my lips. I return to the living room and they look at me, both of their eyes scanning my body, eyes darkening with every second. 

“You doin’ ok, sweetheart?” Benny asks, his eyebrows pinching together and making him look like a damn puppy. 

“So fucking good.”

They smile and Benny stands, already hard again as he takes my hand. “Good. Follow me.”

He guides me to his bedroom, spinning me around with a smile and motioning for me to lay down. I do, scooting up the bed, which is apparently not where he wanted me, as he grips my ankles and pulls me down to the edge fo the bed in one swift movement, my boobs bouncing as I giggle. He kneels between my legs, pushing them apart as he stares down at me, already wet for more. 

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous. I didn’t get to look before.” He lowers his head and darts his tongue out, a quick little tap at my clit and my legs jerk. He does this a few more times, chuckling darkly when my legs continue to twitch before he finally licks up the center of me, sucking lightly on my clit. My chest is heaving, my fingers fly to his hair, gripping his golden locks as he slides his nose through me, fucking me on his tongue. 

“Oh God, Benny!” My thighs slam against his head as I cum, gripping his hair tightly, holding him to me as I chant his name. While I come down, he softly turns my body so my head is now at the edge. He moves back between my thighs, sliding his dick through me again, watching me twich and moan under him. He pushes in slowly, watching me for any sign of discomfort. My mouth flies open, breathing heavily as he bottoms out. He pulls one of my legs up onto his hip before gripping my wrists and pushing them into the bed on either side of my head. He slowly pulls out and pushes in, loving the way I contort under him. 

I feel movement behind my head and that’s when I notice Will, standing off to the side of the room, watching Benny fuck me. On his next thrust, my head moves a little off the edge of the bed and suddenly Will is there, holding my head as he stands over me, his dick hard again. I know what he wants and I want to give it to him, immediately opening my mouth. He looks at my eyes, like he’s waiting for a final consent. “I want to taste you, Will.”

That’s all the permission he needs. He pushes in, much slower than he did before, making sure to stop when I can’t take anymore. I lick and suck as he guides me, his little moans and affirmations spurring me on, my own moans from Benny sliding in and out of me muffled by Will. Benny releases my wrists, taking a boob in each hand and squeezing them, pinching my nipples as Will leans over, rubbing circles into my clit. The overstimulation of everything, the idea that these 2 gorgeous men are not only turned on by me, but also doing everything they can to make sure I feel fucking orgasmically blissful. My thighs shake, my body tensing as I start to come, Benny’s voice muffled by the ringing in my ear, Will quickly pulling from my mouth to let me cry out their names, my eyes watering from all the stimulation. I can feel Benny holding back, trying to give me a moment. 

“Fuck me, Benny!”

“Yes, ma’am.” His hips snap against mine, hitting deeper than he’s done so far. My mouth hangs open and I gesture at Will, who pushes himself into my mouth, holding onto my head as he fucks into me, matching Benny’s thrusts. Benny takes one of my hands, lacing his fingers with mine as I reach behind my head with the other, fingers digging into Will’s thigh. He pants my name, cumming down my throat as Benny grunts out my name, hips sputtering into mine. Will comes to first, quickly pulling himself out of my mouth, a trail of spit still connecting us. He dabs at my mouth, moving towards the bathroom, the sound of running water a few moments later. Benny is still inside of me, his head on my chest as his breath finally levels out, humming as I card my fingers through his hair. 

Will comes back into the room and like teamwork, they take care of me, helping me into the bathtub, washing me up and making me feel clean and cared for. After, they offer me some soft boxers and a shirt, in case I didn’t feel like putting on my dress. They help me into it, bringing me a glass of water and finally listening when I turn down their offer of food for the 5th time. I sit on the bed for a moment, looking between them both. 

“This…this was…well…fucking amazing. I’ve never…I’m not the one who…just… thank you. For a fucking good time.”

They smile at me. “It doesn’t have to end, darlin’.”

“I-what?”

Benny takes my hand, rubbing little circles into the back of it. “Do you wanna stay for the weekend?”

I have never agreed to anything so fast in my life.

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𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 (𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑) 𝐗 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍

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Warnings: angst, smut,stomach bulge,choking,praise, p in v, inner release,oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (please use contraceptives)

Summary: Jake finds you alone inside an abandoned aircraft after you have been thinking badly of yourself, so he helps u feel better w some good old fashioned fuckin 😻🤞🏻

❤︎︎ 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 | 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 | 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ❤︎︎

You had slipped off from the lab, it had been a long day and you needed some time to relax. Your head was pounding “fuck” a tear rolled down your cheek, your thoughts were running a million miles an hour.

You had found an abandoned army plane from the war last week and had been using it as a hangout spot, you and Jake usually chill out up there when you want to mess around but sometimes you just use it as a spot to be alone.

You decided that this would be the best place to go since you didn’t want to be back in your room, the labs were just to close.

Laying still on the floor of the aircraft, tears flowing, when all of a sudden you heard a loud crash outside “Y/N are you in there” you recognised the voice, sitting up wiping your face as jake entered the ship “yeah sorry hi” you say with puffy eyes. He walked over to you, his body towering over you, he stretched his large hand out to you helping to pull you up.

Once standing, he bent down so he was face to face with you only so you didn’t have to strain your neck trying to look up at him. He cupped your face with his hand staring into you “are you okay” he asked concerned, you turned your head away from him groaning a little. “What was that?” He said sternly as he rose above you again belittling you, “I’m sorry I’m just not in the best mood right now, today was hard” you say tilting your head to the floor. “Now why’s that, did something happen in the lab today?” Jake said placing his hands on your shoulders in an almost protective way “no I just haven’t been feeling great about my body, It’s been affecting the way I’ve been doing my work”

Jakes tail whipped at what you had said as he slipped his hands under your arms lifting you onto the old machinery bench behind you so you were sat facing him, “let me make you feel better about yourself?” He said smirking slightly, you let out a small giggle nodding as he placing his hands on either side of your face, pulling you in as your lips collided. As you both fought for dominance over the kiss, Jake gave your lower lip a small lick with you allowing entry he plunged his tongue into your gob, messy gasps surrounding you both as your mouths danced in unison. As he slowly pulled away both your lips agape with a thin line of shining saliva holding you both together.

Jake gave you a smile “can you take these off for me?” He said tugging at your clothes, only a small nod was given in response but that was all Jake needed. He grabbed the bottom of your shit lifting it over your head and then allowed you to unbuckle your bra.

He stepped back for a second before smiling and then came forward leaning over before kissing your neck, as you moved your head up his head moved down, kissing a trail down from your neck to your nipple. He placed his right hand on your back wrapping around to your side before taking your tit in his mouth, your head rolled back in bliss. There was a POP when he let go of your tit

Jake pecked your cheek before he implanted his hands to your knees parting them immediately. You gasped feeling the cool evening air hitting your wet core, “I can’t believe you don’t feel like a god with a body like this” he says kneeling between your thighs, you look down at him smiling with a red tint glowing on your cheeks. He gave a small peck to your inner thigh causing you to shiver, he licks a fat stripe up your slit, his tongue covered the entire space between your thighs. Using his fingers to spread you open, he began to slowly suck on your clit allowing his teeth to brush against it lightly, you threw your head back in pleasure lightly moaning at the way jake is making you feel.

“I-I’m close jake” you moan out in a breathy manner, as he heard this his finger came down to take over from his tounge circling your clit in a fast paced motion, he moved his mouth slightly downwards to your hole, and began to tongue fuck you. The feeling became overwhelming, “Fuck I’m gonna cum!” You screamed out, “go ahead babygirl” you felt the knot in your stomach unwind as you squirt onto his face and neck while flickering into an orgasm, your body spasming in pleasure.

“You did so good” Jake lifted himself up and placed his lips on yours allowing you to taste yourself, the kiss didn’t last long, just enough for you to feel yourself re-energise for the second half.

As your lips parted he placed his left hand on your chest pushing you down against the bench top so you were only leaning on your elbows, all while using his right hand to untie the cloth covering his member. You gawked at the size of him, he had to be at least thirteen inches, you started to think about whether you would be able to handle it.

“Are you sure your still up for this” he said tilting his head to the side endearingly, “I’ll be fine, just take your time with me please, I’ve never been with someone this big before” you say still in awe of his manhood. He convulsed at your remark, finding it adorable that you were stunned at his size.

He dragged his tip over your clit causing you to squirm impatiently, he pet your head assuring you that you were going to be okay. He lined himself up with your entrance and slowly pushed inwards causing you to whimper, he continued deeper until his tip was engorged.

“Just go all the way in I can’t wait any longer” you said annoyed at how long it was going to take, “are you sure?” Jake tilted his head furrowing his eyebrows “yes even if I seem like I’m in pain just keep going I’ll get used to it” you looked into his eyes with a nervous smile but it was enough to get Jake started again.

You hissed at the pain as he pushed half of his length into you, he stopped briefly noticing you scrunching your face, but once your faces softened you nodded up at him and he may have got a bit too exited because without missing a beat he ploughed into you causing you to scream.

He stay in that position for a moment while you caught your breath, you placed your hands on your abdomen and sure enough there he was, bulging out of you, you looked down in awe feeling him from the outside of your stomach tissue. “Do u want me to move now or do you want me to stay out for a while” jake questioned you, you had to think for a minute before laying into your back “you can move”.

Slowly but surely he pulled his member almost all of the out before slamming back into you, causing a loud pornstar like moan to erupt from you, “fuck I don’t care anymore just do whatever you want, go as fast as you want, be as rough with me as you want I don’t care as long as I get to feel that again” you say desperately.

Without missing a beat jake grabbed your feet in one of his hands pulling them together above you as he pounded back into you groaning aggressively causing you to moan again. Feeling him pushing in and out over and over hitting places you didn’t even know could be reached.

You arched your back in bliss, angelic noises surrounding the both of you, jake took one of his hands and snaked it around the front of your throat squeezing slightly, your eyes rolled back into your skull your body filling to the brim with pleasure.

Jakes pace began to rise, fucking you with all he had. the grip he had around your throat began to loosen as you felt that knot in your stomach twist itself back up again, “fuck keep going” you said sloppily, he groaned tilting his ,head back just to bring it back down to look directly into your eyes.

The whole aircraft felt hot, “I’m close” jake said said quickening his rhythm, the knot in your stomach about to burst for the second time, “so am I”. As jake fucked into you harder and faster than before you felt yourself unwind, moaning in a shaky mess, “fuck, can I cum in you babygirl?” You nodded still shaking from your orgasm, Jake pounded into you one last time before groaning as he released himself inside you, filling you up.

“You did so good baby” Jake said bringing his hand up to your face, cupping your cheek before giving a soft kiss to your forehead. “Are you okay if I pull out now?” He asked, you let out a small sigh before nodding. You whimpered as Jake withdrew himself from you, a tear escaping your eye from the feeling of being empty again.

As he wiped the tear from your cheek Jake leant down kissing where your tear had fallen, “let’s go get you cleaned up” he said standing up again, “mhmm” you slid yourself forward and off the bench before you and him both dressed each other exchanging small glances.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 😭💞

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Hey goddess it's me again you follower 😳👀🇬🇹😍. Here for another Aqua papí request. This time a Namor x Talokan reader! Because ya know represent 🇬🇹😍.

Attuma has been flirting with (Y/n). Who Namor is in has his eyes on. To show his dominance and of course, him being jealous he lowkey fucks the reader on his throne 👀 some smut low key?

😍❤ Thanks love.

@clea-strange-is-the-way​

OHHOHOHOHOHOHOHO

You rejected Attuma’s advances many times, you admired him but more like a valiant warrior than anything else. You were now summoned by the great Ku'ku'lkán. You swam to the throne room, you made sure to wear the beautiful outfit the great king gifted you. You hair was done in a long braid and floated around you when you swam in place. The great king looked up to see you and gestured you to come to him. You swam over to him and now floated right in front of him. 

“Le atuendo ku yilik jats'uts ti' teech. (The outfit looks beautiful on you.)” He said, his eyes looking over your beautiful body. The way the sun’s ray shined on you and showed off your blue skinned made him entranced by you. He had to have you...Now.

“Nib óolal, mi Ajaw. (Thank you my king).” You smiled at him. 

He reached over to grab your hand and pulled you onto his lap in a swift movement. You gasped and looked at him. “Wáaj teech mía, mi amado? (Are you mine, my beloved?)” He whispered against your ear. 

“Je'el...(Yes...)” You let out a soft moan. He positioned you to straddle his hips and roamed his hands over your body. He tugged at your outfit and you looked at him in shock. “M-mi ajawo'! Ba'ax ti' le sala ti' le trono. Wáaj máax ma' táan u taal in wil k. (M-My king! In the throne room? Won't someone come in and see us?)” 

“P'at le. Túun verán máax perteneces. (Let them. Then they will see who you belong to.)” Namor captured your lips in a passionate kiss. You moaned softly and kissed him back, resting your hands on his shoulders. Namor kissed you harder and pressed his body against you. You could feel his hard erection against your folds. He pulled back from you and gently moved his hand to undo the tie of your braid. “Suelta a tso'otsel a pool, taak in wilik tuláakal a ki'ichpanil. (Let your hair loose, I want to see all your beauty.)” Namor commanded you softly. 

You leaned back and loosened your braid. Your hair now open and floated behind your head. That earned a smile from the king and he began to kiss along your neck slowly. You dig your fingers in his hair when he nipped your neck. You gently grinded against him and he stood up. 

He held you close and continued kissing you while he removed his shorts and your skirt. He sat back down on his throne with you on his lap. You pulled back to look down at his big cock and bit your lip. “Uts a wilik wáaj? (Like what you see?)” He smirked and you nodded. He leaned forward to kiss between your breasts and removed your bra. 

He tossed it aside and his lips attached to your nipple while his hand massaged your other breast. You threw your head back and moaned softly at his touch. He moved his hand from your breast to his cock and pumped it a few times before guided it to your pussy. You lifted your hips and sank down on his cock. The two of you moaned and he began to guide your hips. 

You rode his cock and rested your hands on his shoulders tightly. Namor kissed you passionately and cupped your cheek while he did so. Your movements weren’t enough for him, so he gripped your left hip with his free hand and thrusted up into you. You let out a cry against his lips and he slipped his tongue into your mouth. His tongue easily dominated yours as you were a melting mess from his thrusts. 

Namor moved his hand from your cheek and now gripped your hips roughly. He began to thrusts into your faster. Your nails raked down his back as his cock pounded into you. “Táan in naats'il! (I’m close!)” You gasped loudly. Namor nipped and kissed along your breasts as his pace increased. You gripped harder when he did and soon came onto his cock. 

Namor then flipped around and sat you on the throne. He wrapped your legs around his waist and gripped your hips. From his standing position, he began to thrust his hips faster into you, chasing his orgasm. He came inside of you and let out a loud groan. He relaxed his grip on your hips and panted. “Ma'alobech? (Are you okay?)” He panted and scooped you in his arms. He sat on the throne and sat you down on his lap sideways, your feet propped up on the arm of the throne. 

“Je'el, mi Ajaw. (Yes, my king)” You nodded and leaned over to kiss his cheek. 

Namor smiled softly at you and held you close. “In yaakunech mi futura reina (I love you my future queen)” He brushed your hair back and kissed your lips tenderly. 

[sophia114sblog00]

Sophía bra colle

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Thank you for being consistently one of the best Fallout bloggers/writers! I hope to add my name to that list soon enough! Anyway, my request is 🐐🌵 - BIGHORNER Piper Wright, hotwife fetish (A hotwife is a married woman who has sexual relationships outside of her marriage, with the full knowledge and consent of her husband, who himself doesn’t have affairs)

Awww, thank you, omg 😩❤ And I wish you the best with your own writing endeavors!! 😁

But ALRIGHTY, man, this one is pretty steamy, okay. So, I did my best on this, but please be merciful if it's not quite right, since this was a subject that I wasn't all that familiar with writing 😅

(stuff with infidelity, even if it's consensual, isn't my usual MO, but I gave it a try!)

Regardless, I hope you like it!

NSFW under the cut! Minors, please do not interact!

(one last note too, but this also contains some cucking as well, so just throwing that out there so there are no surprises on that account!)

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"One last time," Piper whispered to her partner, one hand brushing over their blushing cheek, "You're sure about this?"

"I am." They told her firmly, tilting their head to press a kiss to her palm. "I want this, baby. Wanna see how you are with him. Just the way we talked about."

Her cheeks flushed with heat, a smile forcing the apples of them to scrunch up her hazel-green eyes.

"Okay." Piper pressed her lips to Sole's briefly, before stepping away, and turning back to the occupied bed.

"All ready, sweetheart?" Hawthorne was already naked, spread out over the mattress, propped up on his elbows with a smooth smile on his face and a fierce look in his warm, brown eyes.

Piper nodded to him, feeling the way her heart picked up at the mere sight of his bareness upon her bed, at the thought of what they were about to do, at the feeling of Sole's eyes lingering on her back as they settled on the cushioned chair on the other side of the room.

"C'mere then, I'll take good care of you. They'll see." He jerked his chin in Sole's direction as his gaze stayed glued to the half-naked woman climbing tentatively onto the mattress.

"I see why y'all are doin' this."

Piper trembled as one calloused finger trailed over her arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"A hot-blooded gal like you, an' one so pretty? No reason you should be this shy."

His hand delved lower, brushing lightly over her bra, just hard enough to feel through the padded cup hugging her breast. Piper swallowed hard, wishing she could steel herself, that she could refute him somehow, but what he said... it was true.

Sole wanted to see her come out of her shell, and she'd wanted more experience, and Hawthorne, well... Piper couldn't pretend she didn't notice the way his eyes would linger on her in the Dugout, how he'd stop by the paper stand to chat her up. She'd always been flattered, and deep down, interested, but when Sole came along... his flirting with her didn't seem so harmless anymore.

"Go on, baby." Sole encouraged quietly from their corner. "Show him what you've got, huh?"

Their voice tore her from her stupor, and sent a wave of energy charging through her body, and suddenly, she was pressing forward. Rather than flinching away, as she might've done, if not for her partner's encouragement, Piper arched her chest into Hawthorne's touch, scooting herself closer to him and moving to straddle his thighs as her arms reached behind to unclasp her bra for him.

Hawthorne's hand pulled away as the garment fell, his blown-out eyes settling on her curves as she was revealed to him. A low whistle left his lips as he looked on, as he took in her form with a greedy expression setting his features aglow.

"Don't know how long I've been waiting to see this."

He breathed to her, his hands warm against her hips as he hauled her forward and firmly into his lap. Piper gasped as she braced her hands on the hardness of his chest, her face growing redder by the second at his overt attentions and blunt manhandling.

"To feel this." Rough hands smoothed up her body, more firm than Sole's tended to be as they grasped at her freed breasts, thumbs kneading over the sensitive buds there as his fingers pressed almost bruisingly into the softness beneath them.

"E-easy there, big guy. Don't tear them off."

She finally found her voice, accompanied by a nerve-rich chuckle, as her mind began to clear of it's anxious fog and she lost herself to the sensations starting to run through her body. Heat was gathering deep in her belly with each touch, each heavy breath, at the sight of this man's bared cock, dark and straining up against his stomach, so close to her most intimate place; with the knowledge that Sole was getting an eyeful from behind, watching intently as her ass moved and her hips began to grind down experimentally against the man beneath her.

A sudden groan interrupted Hawthorne's light chuckle as she moved her hips forward, connecting her lightly-clothed heat with the exposed underside of his hardened length.

"Little minx, aren't ya?" His hands fell from her breasts to her hips again, helping to lift her so she could rub more effectively over his cock. "Knew you had it in ya."

"You like this?" She rolled her hips against him, punctuating her question with the movement and promptly getting her answer as he bit into his lower lip, barely managing to stifle the groan that left him. "You haven't seen anything yet."

Cheekily, Piper grinned at him, her confidence growing with each sound that left him, each twitch of his cock under her fervent attentions.

Across the room, and through the commotion raging through her heat-addled brain, Piper heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down, the shuffling of fabric as Sole looked on towards their partner.

"I was hoping you'd say that." Hawthorne managed to growl out, and in the next moment, his fingers were moving to brush over the moistened fabric of her cotton panties, delving inside only briefly, to feel the way her wetness was seeping through, to rub teasingly over her clit. It was almost clumsy, the way his fingers dragged over her before pulling away, so unlike Sole's, the way they took their time, the way they knew her body like their own, knew every point of pleasure, knew the tricks to make her positively beg for them.

Hawthorne was different.

He left her wanting, left her yearning for that rough feeling over her, that graceless pressure that didn't quite satisfy, but was still leaps and bounds ahead of feeling nothing at all. He loved just as she'd always imagined he would. It was different, but certainly not unwelcome.

"Damn, girl." He breathed, dark eyes hooded as his fingers teased her heat, "If I didn't know better, I'd say you've thought about this before."

The words were whispered, maybe so Sole wouldn't hear, or perhaps just loud enough that Hawthorne knew that they would.

"Barely touched ya and you're already wet and ready for me."

Piper groaned as his lips grazed her earlobe, one hand still exploring the space between her thighs while the other roved over her backside, holding her in place and palming over the curve of her ass all at once.

"I-it's true." She said back to him, playing into his hand. "Sole said it themself. I deserve better, I... I deserve more."

He hummed into her as his plush lips met the column of her neck, licking a hot stripe over her before giving a harsh suck that was bound to leave a mark in its stead.

Piper's fingers flexed at his shoulders, her nails leaving marks of her own upon his skin, and Hawthorne's sinful digits delved lower once more, into the sanctuary of her soft, scarlet panties, and began to prod wantonly at her slickened entrance.

"I deserve you." She continued, her mind briefly drawn from her body as she heard Sole's breath catch behind her, as she registered the slight sounds of them pleasuring themselves to the sight of her infidelity.

"I deserve this." Her hips swung forwards, sliding her core along the length of his shaft with a firm pressure that had him gasping against the skin of her neck.

Not a moment passed, and a pair of Hawthorne's prodding fingers demanded entrance into her, stretching her walls with their thickness in retaliation of her own teasing actions against him.

"Hell yeah. You do." His lips left her as Hawthorne leaned back, to take in the sight of her scrunched brows, her half-open mouth; to better hear the sounds of her pleasure, that spilled from her lips as his fingers began to dance inside her.

"And me?" Hawthorne stopped as suddenly as he started, and Piper didn't have the time or resolve to hold back the whine of frustration at the sudden absence of him as his fingers were pulled away.

Her eyes blinked open in time to catch the way he snickered at her reaction, a cockiness in his expression that made her blush and want to look away for her own lack of it. Piper looked down to escape the expression, and her gaze was met with the even more blush-inducing sight of Hawthorne taking his swollen cock in hand, and positioning the tip against her soaked panties.

"I'd like to think I deserve this too." He finished, as one hand pulled the fabric of her underwear to the side, and the other guided the head of his cock to her entrance. Slowly, she felt herself ease forward to allow him access.

Him. Another person.

Not her Sole.

Piper bit her lip as she felt him breach her.

"Goddamn." Hawthorne breathed. "Hope you're looking, there, Sole."

His own groan interrupted him as Piper wiggled her hips and sank down until he was buried to the hilt inside her. She panted at the stretch of him, the feeling foreign as another filled her.

Foreign, she thought, but still... definitely not unwelcome.

"Cuz this? If it looks half as good as it feels, you're in for something good."

Before either of them could move properly, Piper chanced a glance over her shoulder and back at her partner seated behind her.

Sole's eyes were half-lidded as they looked on, lust fogging their gaze and slackening their expression as they watched their partner get settled in the lap of another man. Their hand moved slowly over their heat, rhythmically stroking over themselves, even as Hawthorne began to grind his hips below her. She bit her lips at the new sensation, eyes still locked to theirs. A final question, before the heat in her mind took over, before the excitement of it all captured her and whisked her away, her gaze asked Sole one more time if this is what they wanted.

Without words, without ceremony, Sole looked straight back to her, and they nodded.

[bitchkay]

Ok. Hear me out: being topped by Sherry. This little lady has a LOT of power, and we've only seen a small fraction of it in action. Now if we were in bed? She doesn't even need to do much to get you absolutely sopping wet. She just has to use her pretty hands to tease the right spots, and oh, boy, she is LOVING the sight: you are completely at her mercy, and wondering just how much power she has. If you ask nicely, she'll give you what you want, tho. She's also a lonely royal at heart and simply wants to share the love she has for you, so please let her know how to do that, and she'll deliver 🥺

I went on a bit of a tangent there, my bad 😳

Me when Sherry😩😩

My literal wife.

Sherry my beloved

Sherry is literally 5 foot and I think it's like proven fact that short people are filled with unfathomable gremlin energy🙄 like damn girl I'm tired

Oh but Sherry would literally worship you😭❤

Honestly she's not even trying to tease, she's just got it so bad for you she can't keep her hands to herself

Not that she should

But damn you could barely take anymore of this.

Don't think this is one sided Sherry's loosing her mind too, your mouth tastes so good against hers, your skin hot against her palms, she can't get enough of you

Imagine this♡:

"Mmh..." A low breathy moan vibrated against your lips as you kissed. Sherry sat at your side leaning over you, one hand on your waist, the other on your bed, both your hands situated on her cheeks. A neatly tucked strand of hair fell from behind her ear tickling your cheek making you shiver. "Lay down." "Hm?" Not a moment later your back meets with the soft sheets and Sherry straddles your waist, her dress flowing and pooling around your body. She was a vision. The view looking up at her was ethereal. The way the light behind her made her look like she was glowing, along with how her waist length hair flowed over her shoulder. Even calling her gorgeous falls short of how you really feel, she's more than that. "You're... so beautiful." You sighed as she closes in on your face, capturing your lips again. "Thank you sweets... you however.. you're the only thing I see." She peppers kisses down your jaw to your neck as she begins sliding your top off, exposing your upper body. "You're the beautiful one I assure you." Her small dainty little hands traced outlines on your body, slipping her fingers under the waistband of your bottoms. She kissed your stomach pressing her thumbs into your hip bones, watching your breathing labor. Sherry raised up flipping her hair in the process, removing her hands from you. "Wait you-.. er..." you trailed off as Sherry raised her arms up reaching behind her back, unbuttoning her dress. Your eyes glued to her pale skin as the top of her dress fell away, pooling around her hips. Oh she's even more beautiful without clothes on. Your face warmed as your eyes followed the contours of her body down. She's not wearing a bra. "Come to me." Sherry sat in the pool of her own clothes arms outstretched for you. You crawled into her arms, her bare chest pressed against yours as her hands caressed your sides, feeling your skin. Your arms circled her waist as she pecked your lips a light smile on her face. Her hands slipped into your bottoms lightly cupping your ass cheeks. "Now. What would you have me do to you?"

[shopofthemoment]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: new Victoria's Secret ❤︎︎ Open Cup Strappy Demi Bra ❤︎︎ Pink Red ❤︎︎ Small DD.

[rubendiasthoughts]

Hi girlies ❤ Hope you like this one 🤭 thank you to the person who requested this ❤ Sending you all lots of love ❤

First time with Ruben (virgin reader):

Ruben's hands were all over you, his tounge dancing against yours, as you were sat in his lap on his couch. These make out sessions were a normal occurence in your relationship, however they were as far as things between you two have ever gone. You and Ruben have been dating for a couple of months, but in the begining of your relationship you opened up to him and admitted you have never been intimate with anyone before. Your boyfriend was the perfect gentleman and assured you he didn't mind and would wait as long as you wanted.

Although in moments like these, when the two of you were far too gone and consumed with passion, he couldn't resist showing you how much he wanted you, either by creeping his hand up your thigh a bit to high or rutting his hips into yours and pressing his erection into you. Niether did he miss the signs that proved you wanted him just as bad. A smirk would always appear on his face as he noticed the way you clenched your thighs together or when he heard the little whimpers leaving your parted lips.

However, he never failed to respect your decision when each time things got hot and heavy between you two, you pulled away from him and told him it would be better if you just cuddled and watched some TV. That's why the moment he felt you pull away from him he was already opening his mouth to tell you it was ok if you wanted to stop, but he didn't manage to get any words out as you spoke up first.

"I think I am ready." you said quietly, looking into his eyes, your arms wrapped around his neck as his hands ran up your thighs.

"For what?" Ruben asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.

"Want you to fuck me, Ruben" you whispered after a while of silence, your face flushed as you dropped your gaze from his face, feeling a bit hesitant about voicing your thoughts to him. Ruben blinked, surprised by your request. Once he gathered himself, his right hand left your thigh and cupped your cheek, as he caressed it gently, making you look into his eyes.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured" he explained calmly, even though in his head his thoughts were racing, thinking how he is finally going to get to touch you in the way he has been fantasizing about for such a long time.

"I need words baby" he added, as he saw you nod your head in response to his question.

"I am sure Ruben, please" you let out, looking into his brown eyes. He used the hold he had on your cheek to pull you in and connect your lips with his. The kiss was delicate at first, but soon you felt his tounge running against your lower lip and he slid it into your mouth, as soon as it parted to let out a moan.

He lifted you up from his lap with such ease, as if you weighed nothing. The way to his bedroom was a blur, him pressing you to the walls as he licked into your lips and down your neck. Articles of clothing were removed from both you and him, so that when you reached his bedroom you were left only in your underwear and he was already shirtless, showing off his muscular chest.

Once you made it to his bedroom, he laid you on his king sized bed and immediately hovered over you, holding himself up on his elbows rested on the both sides of your head. He leaned down to press another kiss to your already puffy lips. He kissed the corner of your mouth before letting his lips travel down, his tounge running against the skin of your neck, making soft whimpers leave your mouth as you laced your fingers through his hair. He kissed the skin between the valley of your breasts, before taking off your bra and throwing it behind him, so that it landed somewhere on the wooden floor. He quickly attached his mouth to the newly uncovered skin, his tounge circling your hard nipples, causing you to let out a hitched breath.

"You are so beautiful, baby" Ruben told you as his head tilted and he looked up at you. A quiet whimper left your lips at the compliment and he quickly pressed his lips to your skin again, letting them trail down your stomach until he reached the band of your underwear. He hooked his fingers under the thin material of the lacy panties you were wearing and he slid them down your legs. Once they were off, he parted your legs, kisses were placed on the inside of your thighs as he mumbled under his breath about how pretty you were.

"Gonna take care of you baby, don't worry" he assured you as your whines and pleads met his ears. "Have to prepare you first, make sure you can take my cock, sweet girl" Ruben said and you felt his fingers run through your folds, until he found your clit and pressed his thumb to it. He rubbed your sensitive bud as his point finger found your hole and pressed against it. He slowly pushed his finger inside you, looking at your face closely, searching for any sign of discomfort. Instead he was met with a soft moan from your lips, a clear indication you were enjoying his actions. He pumped his digit in and out of you a couple of times before adding another one, making you close your eyes shut from the pleasure that overtook you. His thumb was still rubbing your sensitive clit, your noises getting louder, making Ruben curl his lips in a smirk, his ego inflating as he watched you throw your head back in pleasure that he brought to you.

"Mm... Ruben, you're gonna make me cum" you let out through countless moans.

"Go ahead, pretty girl, cum for me" he coaxed you, taking your hand into his, lacing your fingers together. His words sent you over the edge, you bit down on your lip in an attempt to silence the noises that were escaping your mouth. He pumped his fingers in and out of you a few more times as he felt your walls contract around them. Once he pulled them out, he brought them up to his mouth, wrapping his lips around them and sucking your juices off of them, moaning at the taste. He looked deep into your eyes, as you tried to calm down your racing heart.

"Mm... You taste so good baby, can't wait to get a proper taste" he said leaning down to press a kiss to your stomach. A blush came onto your cheeks at his words, he hovered over you once again to press his lips to yours, before standing up from the bed and pulling his trousers, along with his boxers, down his legs and stepping out of them. A gasp left your lips and your eyes widened as you caught a glimpse of his length. His girth making you wonder how he was going to fit inside of you. He chuckled at your reaction, looking through his bedside table in search for a condom. Once he found one and managed to put it on, he made his way to where you laid on his bed, using his hands to part your legs and he knelt between them. He leaned down, hovering over you and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, pressing gentle kisses to your skin.

"You ready, baby?" he mumbled into your neck.

"Yes, please Ruben" you whined, your fingers lacing through his hair, pulling on it gently. A gasp left your lips as he took his hard cock in his hand and guided it to your entrance. He pressed the tip of it against your hole.

"Gonna be gentle with you baby, tell me if you want me to stop" he assured you, placing a soft kiss to your cheek. He teased your entrance with the head of his cock, before slowly pushing it in. He looked down at you, focused on your face as your eyebrows furrowed together. Your hand let go of his hair and went down to his back, your nails digging into the skin of it as you tried to adjust to the feeling of him inside of you. A groan left his mouth at the feeling of your thight cunt, as he pushed deeper inside you. Once he bottomed out, he stopped his movements, giving you some time to get used to his length. His lips found yours and he pushed his tounge into your mouth in an attempt to distract you from the pain. After a while, you started to feel more and more pleasure, it started to overcome the slight sting of pain.

"Please, move" you mumbled against Ruben's mouth and he slowly pulled his hips back, dragging his hard length out of you until only his tip was in. He pushed in again, groaning as you wrapped your legs around him, trying to pull him closer to you.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good, so thight for me" his raspy voice sounded in your ear. You cried out at the feeling of his cock stretiching you out, your walls clenching around him at the words directed at you. His thrusts began to get faster, as he gripped on your hip for leverage.

"Taking me so well, baby, such a good girl" his praise hit you straight in your core. His eyes were glued to your face, he watched the way you closed your eyes and bit your lower lip in pleasure, convinced it was the best sight he has ever witnessed. His thrusts were deep, hitting a sweet spot inside of you each time he pushed his cock into you. Your core squeezed around his length as you felt another orgasm approach, making him qroan. Your legs thightened around him, pulling him in even closer. Your head was thrown back, as you felt the pleasure wash over you. Ruben moved his hips a few more times, before he released his semen into the condom, panting heavy breths into the crook of your neck. He gave you only few more thrusts, before pulling out of you completely and collapsing onto the bed next to you. He took you into his arms, his fingers taking out the hair that were sticking to your face, as he pressed his lips to the top of your head.

"You okay, baby?" he asked, eraining a nod from you, you still unable to get out any words. "Did so good for me, sweet girl" he whispered against your hair, holding you close to his sweat covered chest.

[blueparadis]

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 —» ❝BABY, I'M THE REASON WHY BAD'S SO FUN❞ [ ❤︎ ] featuring Armin Arlet, Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Aki Hayakawa, Denji, Yoshida Hirofumi.

[ §] — › Parties were never your forte but when your boyfriend mentioned it is nothing but a “go as you like” party you could not resist, especially when they pleaded that they will do anything to go to the Halloween party.

+. LU$TOBER MASTERLIST + PART OF HAPPY HALLOWEEN COLLAB | NAVIGATION LINKS.

[ CWs ] — › female anatomy, mention of alcohol, power play, roleplay,s/d dynamics, f&m orals, implied polyamory , exhibitionism, overstimulation, unprotected, voyeurism, sloppy makeouts, fauxcest... everyone is just tipsy & handsy.

ARMIN ARLET.

[ DEVIL AND ANGEL ]

This is the first time he had you like this: on all your fours, face digging into the pillow hands desperately grabbing the edge of the bed while Armin is jamming into you from the back. It was the costume. He doesn't want to destroy your wings by having you in a missionary position, his favorite, and neither want to destroy his by having you on top of him. Don't get him wrong, he loves the sight of your boobs when you bob on him while he holds you by your waist, it is just the costumes that are keeping him from fucking you like an animal. The belt around your torso that extends to the tail of a devil turns him on more as he jocks down to suck your dry lips while slowly thrusting into you with broad strokes. He was enjoying the lotus position, having your nipples rub against his but the way you were scratching his back and squeezing his shoulders while he was moving you up and down his cock, he thought you might ruin his angel wings. It did not only cost him money but purposely lost some bets to his friends, like would he ever film you while fucking you? of course he would. your moans and screams have a different folder in his mobile but he never thought he would fuck you while someone else would film you for him, someone trusted, like Connie. He did not even ask you since he knew you would not mind after all you are the one who made this particular bet with him. Besides, with your blindfold on and having Connie all mum, muffling moans escaping his mouth while pumping his cock sloppily is far more enticing than all the other positions he has tried with you.

EREN YEAGER .

[ DRACULA AND LILITH ]

"Do you know lilith was dracula's daughter?", Eren asked placing his fat cock over your tummy to see how deep he is gonna be in you. He has fucked you so many times yet never gets tired of it; he never gets tired to see your doe eyes eagerly waiting to have his cock buried inside you. Even though the party was in his house, and everyone was busy, their cheerful voices could be heard tsince the door is slightly parted. "Eren you should close the door…", you meekly spoke biting your lower lip as he ran the tip of his cock in between your pussy lips. Eren towered over you cooing, "mmh-hmm", taking your lips in his. He wanted to feel your pussy wrapped around his cock but this was more enjoyable for him. He was kissing you sloppily having your hands pinned above your head while his cock was nudging your entrance. "lilith hated his father…", he whispered into your ears. "can you take a guess?", now he was standing while pumping his cock, preparing to enter you. He was fully dressed, only his cock was out. Black cape covering his whole body except his hard cock while your red gown was somewhere on the floor, your bra tucked along your boobline revealing your those pebbled nipples and panty was inside Eren's costume pocket. "No idea, eren… no idea why she hated her father.", you say sitting upright. You peered through your eyelashes biting your lower lip again, as slowly as possible staring him into his eyes as you played with your boobs. It earned you a smirk from Eren. "cuz her father punished her every time she disobeyed.", he muttered cupping your cheeks. His thumb grazes your lips parting them. You closed your eyes sucking his thumb that had a little bit of pre-cum "now, why would you flirt with Jean under my nose?", the moment your eyes opened, his hand was replaced by his fat, girthy cock. you did flirt, you did disobey him when he said you should avoid Reiner at this party. How could he overlook such disrespect? He needed to make an example and he did. Everyone in the party saw you coming out of the room with unruly hair, lipstick smudged, and with Eren's hand circled around your waist. Reiner knew why was that, he was in the adjacent room able to hear your hard moans as Eren fucked you witless.

LEVI ACKERMAN .

[ BATMAN AND CATWOMAN ]

"I'm batmaannnn", Levi roared as you were busy with the final touches for your costume sitting in front of the mirror. He was looking at you through the mirror, he wanted you to laugh, and you wanted it too but the lipstick would get ruined. You inclined towards the mirror tearing off your gaze from him yet finally gave in when he did it again. A trail of chuckles filled the room and you noticed he was smiling too. He left the bed approaching you with his stern signature look on his face, the one that always seems to scare people but not you. Levi rested his hands loosely on your shoulders. While he suggested going to the Halloween party, you took the responsibility to choose who you two would be, and what kind of outfit you would wear. It was definitely on purpose. You never wanted to go to a party to drink and chat about others. Levi is not sure either why he suggested you but he could not say no later since you were on board very easily. "We could be a little late to the party, can't we?", his lips were near your ears whispering while he ran his fingertips over your chest. Levi could not stop thinking about how your body looked underneath that body-hugging dress even though he has seen it before, enough to get bored. But this was new, you arching back while your toes curled when he bit your earlobes. "Fuck, let's just cancel the plan already.", he hissed squeezing your boobs as rough as he could. You've won. You smirked but instantly regretted it. Levi was fast. He sat on the edge of the bed manspreading as he spoke, "If you moan or even touch yourself. We will go to the party but if you don't moan, touch yourself, I can agree with what you suggested yesterday." His hands took out his cock and started to rub. You watched him like a hawk as he drawled in, "Let's see who owns whom." You bit your inner lip as he spat on his palm and started to pump his cock, up and down, huffing rashly as he spoke,

"do you know what i'm thinking?", he spreads his legs a little more. "Oh c'mon take a guess", you can't. if you even move a bit, you knew that would be his win and you did not want that. "I'm thinking of you. naked. sucking your nipples while my cock … ughh…mmgh…this cock is deep inside you", you wanted to touch yourself, down there where you could feel your arousal; your pebbled nipples that begged for attention. You licked your lip eyes focused on his aroused cock that's limped at the tip. You wanted to leave the seat and sit on his cock but that would mean two things. Not only do you've to go to the boring party but also give up on the idea of having Levi watch you as Erwin fucks you on the very bed Levi is jacking off.

AKI HAYAKAWA .

[ WEREWOLF AND THE RED VALERIE ]

It was getting late yet Aki was in no mood to go home. Why would he? The party was held at Himeno's house and he was family to her. As the night grew longer, the crowd became thinner. "yes, coming.", you uttered with annoyance for the third time but Aki was getting more and more restless. Hence, he pulled you into his lap. The red cape was practically covering your whole body and when Aki pulled you onto his lap, his lower was half-clad too. With a glare from Aki, the spectators left and Aki's lips latched onto your neck. You gasped from the abrupt touch shoving him away and exclaiming bashfully, "Akiii, there are still people." to which he chimes, "Oh yeah!" He does not care. He has been imagining you to fuck that red dress since the preparation of the Halloween party. Aki does not stop rather his hands slip through the side slit of your dress, massaging your boobs. He is trying to get you comfortable since he is used to your habit of bashfully declining his primary advances. However, he was not ready for your reaction to his rough touches. You quickly angled yourself across his lap taking his face in your palms and kissing him blocking his way to talk. He was already hard. How long have you been in his mind? you ponder sucking his lips but that does not matter, what matters is how his hands are skillfully linked underneath your thighs helping you to glide against him. "fuck babe", he exhales breaking the kiss. Your arousal was on his bulge that was straining his pants. You scanned the place. Most were either stoned or drunk or did not care. Now, Aki has never been the one to give up. He took out his cock and aligned it against your entrance. Thanks to your that giant cape, all his handy-work became unnoticeable. Everyone just thought you were wasted and under your boyfriend's protection, resting your head on his shoulders; yet no one knew how his cock was wrapped by your gummy walls as he casually kept talking and drinking. one small movement by either of you would result into something else, something animalic. "Don't worry babe, if you fall asleep I'll still fuck you after everyone is gone.", he murmured playing with the hem of your panty. Who knows how long the wait will be.

DENJI

[ VAMPIRE & VAMPIRE BRIDE ]

Denji knows it is just for the costume but he can't help it. He cannot get the thought out of his mind how your soft palms, would look good around his cock, especially with that shining engagement ring you wore. It was tempting him more. Denji was already tipsy, and with his no-filter attitude, he had the upper hand. "Listen, let's just ditch this place", he murmured against your ears while you were talking to your friends. "but it is against the rulesssss", you uttered in a protesting tune but when you noticed his smirk you knew you had to listen to him. And that's how you ended up in a lonely corner of a room with him up against the wall, your palm rubbing his bulge as you kissed him sloppily. "we need to hurry", you remarked before taking his cock out and starting to stroke. He groaned so loudly that you could feel your skin tingling. Denji's eyes were full of lust and hunger. He was gripping the edge of the desk while one of your hands kept stroking him. His knuckles turned white as you paced up, mouth open ajar, bold moans filling the rooms. His thighs grew closer, lower tummy twitched suggesting he was nearing his orgasm. "Do you want to touch me too, huh , Denji ?" you asked but he was too sucked into heat to answer. But when that ring went out of his range of vision, depriving him of his orgasm he looked letting out an aching groan. "Yes, YES, ohhh...yeas... I want to. I want to". There was no way you two would get out of the room any sooner since the moment Denji managed to catch up his breath he throwed himself over you saying, "I wanna suck those tits too"

YOSHIDA HIROFUMI

[ THE KNIGHT & THE PRINCESS ]

"I'll die for you princess. I'll save you from the bad prince", Yoshida's words toppled one over the other while yours echoed through the corridor. He was drunk, so such words of kindness spilled from his mouth. He is not the guy to say things without taking detours. You guided him to an adjacent room where there are fewer people, and less crowded. As you made him sit on the edge of the bed, the people that were already in the room left one by one. Yoshida might be drunk but he sure knew how to convey his feelings to you, that is, how much needy he is. Fidgeting with the hefty belt of his costume he started to murmur, "Yn, need you. please" You gulped before playfully placing a kiss on his lips thinking he might be just teasing you since it is a rare circumstance where he admits that he needs you. You were about to break the kiss but lithe cold hands held your face pulling you closer. His movements were slow, sloppy but when your hands traveled to his belt he became needier. He let out a throaty chuckle saying, "You're going to be punished for this, for loving your knight". He was so in his character that you had to bite your lip to hold your laughter. "Oh how scandalous!", you growl pushing him on the bed. You adjusted yourself on his crotch before jocking down and kissing him. It's adorable how he follows you whenever you're trying to break the kiss; he propped on his elbow as you recoiled trying to break the kiss and grind on him. His warm member rubbed against your vagina making you moan. You started to roll your hips, gliding against his cock, touching yourself all over since he was too drunk to do so and you were too needy to refuse to let it go. While you were caught up in chasing the high, Yoshida grabbed your waist and rolled you over saying, “Do you really think you can have me like that so easily princess?” His obsidian eyes glinted as he took the dagger from his costume, trailing it on your lips. “ well, would you fancy a blood pact princess?”, he whispered pressing the sharp tip on your plush lips. You rubbed your lips on his cheeks and whispered yes as you retreated. Yoshida smiled when he sensed wetness over his cheeks.

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Hello can you do a smut of gojo with pregnant reader

𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚

𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑿 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓?

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒌𝒇 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏.

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 4.7𝒌

𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖'𝒔 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝑷𝒆𝒏✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚❤︎

This wasn't how it was intended to be. This was never intended to occur. You can no longer take it back because it happened.

Although you don't regret what happened, if you had known, you might have ended up falling in love with him. Then perhaps, just perhaps, you would have never gotten pregnant. 

He was your closest buddy, and you were his. However, it seemed like the small person who was developing inside of you every day was causing a split between you and him.

Being the mother of his unborn kid might have been a mistake, or it might not have been. Perhaps this is simply how you feel. You have no idea what he would think when he sees you strolling around his house holding your stomach. Whenever he sits on the tub's edge and watches you throw up, you have no idea what he is thinking.

He hardly ever talks to you, you never know what he's thinking. So perhaps he has the same thought. Perhaps this was a mistake. Perhaps this wasn't meant to happen. If only you could go back to that time when he placed you down on the plush blanket as his fingers tugged at your bra's cups.

If only you could go back in time and push him away when he started to pop open the buttons on his clean white shirt.

Oh, if only... Nevertheless, you do recall that you're the one who was okay with being the mother of his unborn kid. You recall... 

… 

"Are you certain of this?" As he gently put you onto his bed, he asked you, He popped out the buttons on his clean white shirt, revealing his toned abs to your first-ever view while you gazed with half-lidded eyes. His belt and shirt both ended up on the ground, and before he knew it, his pants were also on the ground. 

You muttered as you extended your arms to embrace him, "You stated that you wanted a baby, and a baby I shall give to you." As he climbed onto the bed and placed his hands at the sides of your head, he exhaled softly. Now his face was above yours and his lips were practically in contact with yours. On his breath, you could almost taste the sweet flavour of his daifuku. He was just inches from kissing you.

In an effort to get you to reconsider your choice, he told you, "You're my best buddy, Y/N." You shake your head at him, resting one hand on his shoulder, the other at the back of his head, and softly running a finger through his white, fluffy hair. "I don't want what we have to be ruined by this."

You reassured him, bringing him up to your lips, "It won't. Despite parenting a baby together, we will still be best friends."

“Y/N…”

“I already know what I'm going to do, Satoru.” You pulled in for a kiss after you stated, "I'll have a child with you.” His hand went from the side of your head and rested on your hips as he slowly pushed his lips against yours and exhaled quietly. "I'll have a child with you."

“Ok.” 

… 

If only you could return to the tragic evening when he took your virginity—the evening when you got pregnant.

Only if only.

Present Time. 

Gojo observed you taking your daily stroll in the yard in front of his room. As you made a leisurely pace along the stone walkway, your small hands lovingly massaged your stomach. He stared at your features, thinking how stunning you looked today. Your full lips suited your beautiful, rounded cheekbones. You were beaming, and today it looked as though your eyes were sparkling brighter.

When you noticed him staring at you, he bit his lip and hastily turned aside to look at his book. He heard you let out a quiet sigh. When he moved his head to look at you, he noticed that you had slightly turned away from him. He could still make out your face, and he could tell you weren't feeling well.

Your eyes have suddenly lost their life, and your lips have curled into a little pout. You seemed to be upset, Was he to blame for it? 

Well, it had to be because before you noticed him staring at you, everything was good. He had a gut instinct that you were no longer content to be the mother of his child. He had a gut instinct that there was something more aggravating your general sense of dissatisfaction. He might be moving around with the same burden on his shoulders if he correctly predicted and if the emotion is what he believes it to be.

He is aware of his intelligence. He does, of course. But can he fulfil your true desires? He was dying because he didn't know. He too sighed and continued to read his book.

You've been waiting for a while and are starting to feel a little hungry and fatigued. Prior to getting full and going to bed, you needed to take a shower. However, just as you were about to enter the bathroom, Gojo's hand gently wrapped around your wrist. "Stay with me for a time."

You pulled your hand away from his grasp and stated, "I am a little hungry and I need to take my afternoon shower." 

You heard him say, "The afternoon shower can wait. Sandwiches are in the refrigerator. For you, I'll go grab it.”

"I have to..."

He spoke to you again, "Sit with me." He released his hold on your arm and exhaled you loudly before settling down next to him in the chair. You believed you caught a glimpse of him smiling out of the corners of your eyes. “I'll be back.”

You hummed in agreement as you leaned your back against the chair's plush cushions. Your body started to unwind in the chair, and you couldn't stop the quiet gasp that came out of your mouth. This felt wonderful, and you felt good. You lean back, close your eyes, and allow the afternoon breeze to dance across your face.

You might as well nap right now. As you were considering that, Gojo returned to the patio with the sandwiches and a cup of what appears to be vanilla tea. When you opened your eyes, you saw him set the sandwiches and tea on the table next to the chair before returning to his position. 

He said nothing to you; all he did was nod his head in the direction of the food on the table. You sighed and muttered a silent thanks under your breath. You took a bite out of one of the sandwiches. Yummy egg! You thought as you took another bite of the sandwich. Since becoming pregnant, you haven't been a huge lover of eggs; you only ate them when they were fried and kept chilled in the refrigerator. The sandwich was pretty good, which shocked you, or you might just be extremely hungry. In addition, food usually tastes considerably better when you are hungry. 

Gojo observes while you eat another sandwich and then sips the tea he made for you. " Feeling any better now", he inquired as he turned his head away to stare at his garden, which needed some minor tidying up.

“But I still need to shower," you murmured.

“I know and I'll let you get to it,'' he said with a quiet chuckle. “Just that I'd like you to spend some time sitting next to me. We haven't sat like this as a group for a while, right?”

You questioned him, "And who's to blame for that?" He puffed a little but made no comment in return. When you finished eating, you turned your back on him with your eyes closed.

For a while, you two remained motionless. Although the silence wasn't uncomfortable, it wasn't quite comfortable either. In the midst of the silence, there was something thick and heavy that was just ready to lay on your backs. The silence was starting to make you uneasy, but just as you were about to get up and leave, Gojo said something.

“Do I make you unhappy?”

You stopped and turned to face him. You struggled to understand what he had just asked as your brow went up in bewilderment. His lips were folded in between his teeth as he asked again, "Do I make you unhappy?" before gently pulling them out to meet yours as his head slowly rotated.

You said, "I don't understand your question," and he laughed.

He questioned you, "Is that true? Okay, do I make you happy now?”

You screamed in complete confusion, "What?" You weren't completely perplexed, but you could not understand why he had suddenly started asking so many questions. “Why are you asking me this?”

He tosses his head back and lets out a deep sigh as he softly tugs at his hair with a long, pale finger. Before starting to talk, he covered his eyes with his other hand. "You no longer smile at me,"

“Huh?”

"You don't look at me as much as you used to, and if I look at you, you simply turn your head away. You no longer refer to me by either of my names. Do you really find it painful to mention Satoru or even Gojo?” A large lump in your throat was swallowed. "Do you despise me?"

You answered gently in a question and walked away from him. "And what if I do?"

"If that's the case, I'd be hurt. Knowing that my very own best friend, who is also the mother of my child, suddenly despises me would be a pain in the ass.

"You say best friend? Whose fault would that be if your own best friend started to hate you all of a sudden?

He questioned you, "Are you saying that it is mine? He stood up from his chair, yanked his hand away from his face, and tugged until I was laying my hand against yours. Are you claiming that I'm the cause of your current animosity toward me? Are you implying that I'm the cause of our growing estrangement?"

"If it's not your fault, whose is it then?"  At him, you yelled. He sat back down in the chair and reached out to grab your hand, clasping it with his.

He didn't respond to your question with anything; instead, he posed another. "During the last few months of your pregnancy, we have become more distant. We no longer share a bed or a couch to read a book together. Why have we become so estranged from one another?”

You inquired, "Why, you ask? ", and he shook his head. He already knew the answers to his inquiries; all he needed was to hear you state them aloud. The hand that was not in his hand grew into a small fist as he watched as your cheeks inflated and your eyes started to bleed with rage. Before you could even control yourself, you hit straight into his shoulder blade before shouting. You big dumbass are to blame, I say.

When you hit him once more, he snarled. When you attempted to strike him again, he seized your fist and wrapped his finger around it.

"Everything that is taking place between us is because of you. You were the one who retreated from me. It was you who stop having sex with you. You are the one who cut off communication with me." Tears started to form in your eyes. "This breach in our relationship was caused by you. I struggle so much to be joyful because of you. I don't like being your child's mother, and you are the cause of it."

He kept quiet because he was already aware of everything. He had anticipated this for a very long time. He wiped away your tears with his palm while listening to what you had to say.  

"Since I started my pregnancy's second trimester, I've been incredibly lonely. You haven't helped me in the least bit.” You didn't back away when he put his hands on your lap, grabbed your chin between his thumb and index finger. "It's irritating to think that we decided to do this together and then three months after you simply withdrew from me. I no longer desire this. I don't want to feel this way any longer... Just wish…” 

He softly called your name, "Y/N." When you paused to listen to what he may have to say, his lips started pushing against yours. The sensation of his lips on yours completely and utterly shocked you. You felt his finger start to lightly caress your chin as he withdrew before hearing him say something.

He laid his forehead against yours and grinned quietly, "I'm an asshole aren't I, for stressing you out like this." He paused for a brief period before starting up again. "Y/N, I was terrified. I started to keep my distance from you because I was so afraid. I was so terrified that I didn't sleep or chat to you. Before continuing, he took a deep breath. "I was afraid because I was falling in love with you." 

“What?” 

"Remember the promise we made when we had our first sexual experience. We made a pact not to fall in love romantically, correct?"  He hummed, and you hummed back because you did recall the promise you two had made. You made a commitment you knew you couldn't make, and you kept it a secret from him.

"I made a promise to you that I couldn't fulfil, and I got worried when I realised I was falling in love with you, and I grew even more scared when it seemed like you had fallen for me too.”

You attempted to call him by name, "Sa," but your throat became raspy.

"I was forced to keep my distance from you. I didn't know how to express my feelings for you or even how to react to them. I don't like scary things, and it's scary Y/N. However, the split I've caused is only harming us, and if I don't do something about it, I might lose you.” When you called his name again, nothing happened. "I don't like scary things, and losing you is scarier than the idea of falling in love."

You gave up attempting to speak to him and instead used one hand to brush his shoulders and the other to comb through his fluffy white hair.

"I am such a coward and a fool for leaving and worrying you in this way. But now this coward is pleading with you to overlook his bumbling and cowardly errors. Can you accomplish that? Will you be able to overlook this fool's error?”

  As he continued to delicately touch your cheek, you sighed quietly.

“Satoru…” You muttered. "You've truly hurt me," and he hummed back. “I'm unsure of my desire to, therefore I don’t think…”

He pulled his forehead away from yours and placed it against your shoulder. "Tell me I'm an asshole, swear at me to your heart's content, but please don't finish that sentence, I beg you."

You gave what he said some thinking, and you wondered if perhaps he was correct. Perhaps cursing him instead of holding it against him would be more practical. Given where you are in your pregnancy, that wouldn't help you much. 

You sighed heavily. “You’re an asshole.”

“I know,” he responded. 

“You’re an insensitive jerk,” you said to him and he chuckled as he removed his head from your shoulder. 

“What else?” he asked. 

He watched as your cheeks puffed as you stared at him with your big dreamy eyes. “You’re a piece of shit.”

“Yeah, I know that too, what else?” he asked as he cradled your cheek with one of his big hands. 

“You’re a dumbass,” you said and he smiled at you. “You’re my big dumbass.”

“And you’re my sweet baby’s mother and my best friend. I’m sorry,” he apologised as he brought his face closer to yours. “I want us to start over. I want us to be more than just best friends with a baby on the way.”

Is he being genuine? You might imagine the time when he would inquire of you. And that time has finally arrived. 

“I want the same thing too,” you whispered. 

He grinned. He said, "I'm delighted," and then put his lips on yours. Simply long enough for him to breathe in your breath, feel the warmth of your skin, and taste the vanilla tea long after you pulled away, his lips caressed yours in a soft, delicate manner akin to butterfly wings.

You both held your breath and looked into one other's eyes. Although neither of you understood what the other was contemplating, it was clear that you had the same goals.

“Satoru?” you whispered. 

“I know,” he said as he pressed his lips against yours. He thrust his wet tongue past your lips and he began to explore your mouth. He let out a breathy moan as his hand moved to the back of your head. He pulled you even closer just so that he could savour the taste of your sweet lips.

You didn’t know how long you were kissing him for, but it wasn't long before you found yourselves inside the bedroom slowly stripping each other from your clothes and underwear. He carefully backed you up until you fell onto the plush mattress and he wasted no time to kiss your lips once more. 

It wasn’t long before he pulled his lips away from your lips and buried his head between your thighs while rubbing your swollen tummy with one hand. His lips were working miracles on your dripping pussy. You could feel his mouth sucking on your swollen clit, then he swiftly changed to licking long stripes between your folds. 

Your back arched deliciously from the plush mattress, your eyes fluttering shut as you tried to keep your legs from clamping around his head. Gojo eyes glinted with excitement when he heard those sweet little moans of yours spilling from your lips as he swiftly moved his tongue between your fold, lapping up your sweet delicious juices and then he switched back to sucking on your clit. 

You heard him groan on your pussy which sent a thrilling, yet intensifying vibration to your core which made your toes curl into the sheets and your hands desperately tried to pull his hand away from your tummy. 

“Mhmm,” he groaned yet again while he fiddled with your clit with his tongue. His lips went back to work between your folds, while his free hand went to work on your clit. He had three fingers rubbing your soft naked flesh before his index finger went to rub slow tantalising circles on your clit. 

You moaned his name, your finger now reaching down to pull at his hair to keep him pressed up against your pussy. Your hips began to unconsciously rut against his mouth in a meek attempt to chase your orgasm that was fast approaching. You began to heave heavily, your toes were now buried into the sheets. Specks of white light began to dot your vision, your mind now going numb with pleasure.  

You felt as if your mind was floating around in the seas of euphoria, your body felt as if you're on cloud nine. You were going dumb with overwelming pleasure as this man that was greedyily lapping up your pussy from between your legs brought you closer to your orgasm. 

“Sa-toru, Sa-toru.” you chant his name in broken syllables when you feel a burning sensation in your tummy. Your back began to arch violently from the bed, your breathing became uneven as you felt your orgasm coming closer and closer. Your thighs tremble, threatening to close down on his head. 

“Mhm  hmm,” he moaned yet again as he continued to abuse your swollen clit with his fingers while his mouth moved in a sweet and erotic rhythm. 

“Ah - Ah Sat-oru, I’m cumming, I’m cu…” you screamed when your orgasm came crashing down on you like a huge wave. Your legs started to spasm as you came inside his mouth and the white hair man started to chuckle when he tasted your sweet cum in his mouth.  

Gojo hummed happily after finally pulling away from your cunt and kissed his way up to your tummy, then your breast and lastly your lips. “You liked that?” 

“I do,” you answered. 

“Do you want more?” he asked as he continued to kiss your lips. 

“Yes, please,” you replied. 

“Ok, baby mama,” he whispered in a soft voice and craned down towards your breast, capturing your nipple in his mouth. He stroked the pebbled bud with his tongue while rolling your nipple, which caused you to arch your back once again and release more of those effortless, sweet little moans.

This time, Gojo took your other breast and sucked hard enough to cause your toes to curl into the hollow of his warm mouth. Your body was warm. You whimpered while closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling. Your fingernail managed to pierce his shoulder pads, leaving a mark in his skin. He drew away from your breast and kissed the column of your neck, asking, "You okay, mama?"

“Mhm,” you hummed back at him. He rubbed the pad of his thumb against your clit while circling the tight bud, and you instantly gasped. He put his wet lips close to yours and pulled you into a slow, sensuous kiss. He bit softly on your lip as you gasped once more. His other hand gradually encircled your back to gently raise you off the bed. 

“Let me put a few pillows below your back to take some of the pressure off you,” he whispered against your lips. 

“Ok,” you whispered before slowly pulling away from his lips. He pulled away from you to gather a few pillows for you to use when he starts to have sex with you. He made sure that you had a few pillows below your head and one under your hips. 

Once he was through, he carefully laid you down on the bed once more and then he asked, “Are you comfortable?” 

“Very,” you whispered as you slowly spread your legs for me. 

He grinned as he took hold of his cock and started to stroke it. Before massaging it all over, he spat on his cock, after which he lined it up with your entrance. He put a hand beside your head, trying to make sure his body wasn't crushing against your stomach. You felt him pressed the tip of his cock between your slick folds while he looked at you. 

“Ready?” 

“Yes Satoru,” you whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. 

He pushed inside you with a long slow thrust, it made you sighed softly against his lips. His hips pressed into between your legs and you gasped into the fullness of your trembling cunt. Your dripping arousal made it easier for him to thrust slowly into you, landing against your sweet spot each. His warm soft hands slip along the sides, and settle on your hips, rubbing your skin softly as he stretches you to the brink. 

You trembled and whimpered against his lips and chokes on your moans, you fist his hair between your fingers. Gojo sighed against your lips and pushed inside of you deeper but still moving slowly to prevent himself from hurting you too much. 

“Feel good mama?” he whispered and nipped at the bottom of your swollen lips. 

“Yes! So good please don’t stop, it feels so good,” you moaned and gripped his hair tighter. You felt him smirk against your lips. He’s loving every second he has inside of you.

“How can I say no to the mother of my child?” Gojo sat up on his knees and rested one hand on your tummy, and the comparison between how gentle and slow he is, simultaneously made you clench around his fat cock that was thrusting deeply inside you. 

As you groan into your burning arousal, goosebumps start to cover your flawless skin and the hairs on your arms start to spring up.Gojo’s right there, his warm hand rubbing every inch of tummy while he slowly pounds into your pussy and roll his hips in tight circles, making his cock hit all the sensitive spot inside your aching pussy.

You felt so small and protected beneath him. You pant and cling onto his forearms, his strong muscular hands that are going to cradle and carry your newborn, but right now they are rubbing your tummy and holding your hips while the gentle thrusting of his hips made your pussy even wetter than it already was. 

“Ugh! Toru,” you whispered as you reached for his hand that was on your tummy. 

He interlaced your fingers with his while humming, "Hm?" He muttered and rolled his eyes back in his head when he felt your creaming pussy squeezing around his cock. “You're getting close, mama, aren't you?” He questioned as he moved from your hip and began to rub slow circles around your clit, pulling back your hood and teasing it with his index finger while his middle finger rubbed nerve endings, making you burn and buck at him.

“Toru, I’m close,” you sobbed and squeezed his fingers with yours, you lifted and rocked your hips as his hips moved a bit faster.

“Let it go mama. Let it all go,” he grunt through his gasp for breath, aroused and working inside you with those sweet gentle thrusts. 

As you got closer and closer, you began sobbing from the intensity of it all, a pregnancy-related side effect. You feel ashamed of how frequently you cry, but Gojo only holds you closer and gives you a deeper fuck.

“I love you, Y/N," he heaved loudly. You started crying even more when you heard those words from his mouth. His hips were swirling, which caused your panting to become more frenzied and desperate. “I love you so fucking much.”

You began to buck into his fingers, panting, gasping and threatening to come undone against beneath him. You turnt your face to rest your cheek on the mattress but the soft tone in his voice stopped you from doing so. “No, look at. I want you to look at me when you cum.”

Your entire body arched from the bed, and your lower regions tightened while the slick sound of your arousal clinging to his cock filled the room. Your orgasm was sudden like a tidal wave, it hit you so hard you felt yourself explode and sob while your thigh trembled and your muscles spasmed. 

Gojo hovered above you and pushed quickly into your deepest parts, saying, "That's it mama." His hand lifted both of your hands away from your stomach and placed them at the side of your head as he slowly and sweetly kissed you.

You experienced shivering throughout every part of your body as the throbbing shockwaves passed through you. The father of your child was lying above you, pushing slowly despite being out of breath, as you lay there looking like a mess.

“You ok?” he asked as he slowly pulled away from your lips. 

“Yeah,” you answered and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

“Is it ok if I keep going?” he asked while thrusting his tongue past your lips. “Daddy needs to cum too.”

“Yes, keep going please,” you moaned against his lips. Without breaking from the kiss, Gojo somehow managed to flip you both over and now you were straddling his waist with cock still buried deeply inside your pussy. “Fuck, Satoru. Are you trying to get me pregnant again?”

He chuckled as he rested one hand on your tummy and the other was holding onto your hip. “Maybe, but after you give birth to this little one first.”

“You’re stupid.” You smiled as you leaned forward and pressed your lips to his. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” he groaned and watched as you slowly began to bounce on his cock.

And what a sight it was to see.

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