#「 💦 」�� whipped.cream

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You cannot convince me Wriothesley could keep his mouth shut while getting head. Every time is just like the first, he's going to moan with a softness that's absent from his normal speaking voice, his hand buried in your hair as he shakily urges you onward... And if you just... Stopped? The Duke might be gruff when it comes to business, but with his lover, he's not going to use force. He's going to bite his lip, squeeze his eyes shut and swallow his pride before letting out the most desperate little "Please.."

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Oh?? My god ?? Dude this has lived rent-free in my brain this whole day I hope you know.

Goodness, yk, I can see Wrio as the kind of person who prefers to give rather than receive, you know? Who gains pleasure from knowing that you're feeling good. It's not often that you get to go down on him, but oh each time is worth remembering.

Fuck, and can you imagine the small, aborted thrusts? Ones that he can't help, so desperate from the feeling of your mouth just there. How, against his better efforts, his body is so desperate for you to take him deeper into your throat that he twitches and jerks even as he tries to keep still because he doesn't want to be rough with you.

Wriothesley who pants, voice raspy as he says your name so sweetly, the word practically a plea. His whole body is tense, like a coiled spring taut with restraint. A flush is high on his cheeks and sweat drips from his brow just from you cockwarming him with your mouth.

"Sweetheart, you're killing me here," he says, voice shaky as he chuckles. He had thought it harmless to let you have your fun when you asked earlier, but oh, he hadn't expected this.

The hand still in your hair goes to cup your jaw, feeling the way your mouth stretches open around his length, and gently guides you to look up up up at him so he can meet your eyes. And the sight of you on your knees, between his thighs and looking up at him with his hard length in your mouth— the slightest of quirks to your lip like you know how desperate you've made him— nearly makes him cum right then and there.

Wriothesley barely manages to hold his shit together, but his cock twitches in your mouth, betraying how badly he needs you.

"Baby." His voice is so so so breathless, so raspy. His thumb rubs against your bottom lip, and the slightest of moans escapes him when your tongue flicks against the underside of his cock. "Don't tease— Sweetheart don't tease me, please. I'm already so hard for you, it hurts."

And it's true— Wriothesley looks nearly delirious from how badly he wants to be deeper in your throat— looks like he'd beg a thousand more times, would whine your name and tell you how good you look as much as you want, if only to get another inch in your mouth. So you have mercy on him, and after a deep breath, you sink down the rest of his length, until he's so deep in your throat that you gag— and with a choked yell of your name, Wriothesley's cock jerks as he cums, flooding your mouth and throat with the taste of his spend.

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「 CWS : 」 GN reader with no mentioned prns and an ambiguous body !! Size kink lowkey (wrio's sooo big <3) with Wrio being so in love with you and praising u and cumming inside ♡

Wriothesley loves seeing you open and splayed out underneath him, your skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, jerking with each push of his cock into you. He loves seeing the euphoria on your face, the shake in your hands as you hug your thighs close to your chest. He loves hearing you call his name when your voice is so rough, abused from his cock down your throat just minutes before.

You look like a wet dream— his wet dream. Oh, but you're so much better, because you're real and you're actually here, taking the stretch of his cock so well with each breath it punches out of you. Even if you swear you feel him in your throat, you swear that he's too big for you each and every time, you always take all of him inside you so well. So greedy for each inch of his cock to fill you up, even if it feels like you lose your mind in the process.

"You're doing so well for me, honey," Wriothesley says low in your ear, punctuating it with a languid lick to your neck.

"Wriothesley—" You gasp in response, a shiver raking your form just form his voice. Nails rake up and down his back, no doubt leaving angry red scratches that he will wear with pride come the next morning.

"Taking all of me so well, making me feel so damn good," he moans, voice trembling. His hips move with purpose, with the urge to fuck you so thoroughly that you forget everything else that exists outside of your bed. With each rough thrust into your willing body, you raggedly gasp and sob, clutching at your sheets— your pillows— at Wriothesley. You're going to be tender, and walking will be a difficulty, but you can't bring yourself to care.

"More," you whine, "Wrio— More, please please please—"

And he shakes, trembles, his own whine low in his throat and all his willpower suddenly diverted into not cumming inside of you right then and there, because it is a sin how you beg with his name on your lips.

"More?" he chuckles. His hands grip your hips tighter, cock twitching inside of you. "Whatever you want, my love."

Then each push and pull of his cock from within you turns punishing, the wet slap of his hips against yours becoming a deafening echo. With every thrust, he pulls you to meet him by your hips, using his strength to fuck you back on him and making it feel like he's deep enough to mold you to his shape.

You're sobbing now, fat tears of pleasure rolling down your face. Wriothesley licks up each and every one, leaning down to plant a deep, devouring kiss on your lips after. The hold you have on his keeps him close, close enough to see the lovesick, half-lidded gaze he keeps on you.

His hand comes to stroke your cheek, a tender touch so at odds with the rough pace of his thrusts. "Are you going to cum, love?"

You can only nod, voice lost in your pleasure. WIth each tremble and shake, he can see you come apart at the seams.

Wriothesley gives one last thrust, filling you up to the brim and you shatter— you bury your face in his neck and fall apart, gasping and trembling and squeezing his cock so well that you drag him with you. WIth a deep groan, Wriothesley holds you close and empties himself out inside you, pushing his cum, so deep that he swears it reaches your tummy.

He presses soothing kisses all over your face, cooing and whispering words of love and he holds your trembling form.

"Thank you sweetheart," he mumbles, pressing one last kiss to your lips. "I love you."

You hum, voice shot and thoroughly overworked. Still, there is a smile on your face. "I love you too, Wrio."

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okay but imagine cum play with kazuha

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Fair warning I'm not experienced w writing cum play so !! Soz if this is shit lmao. Also gn / body-neutral reader.

Honestly, I can see Kazuha being the kind who loves to see the aftermath of when he cums in your mouth, and who won't pass up the opportunity to make an even bigger mess of you.

He's the kind who likes to see it pool on your tongue when he tells you to hold it, who likes to see it dripping from the corner of your lips. He'd call you so good for him, so obedient. And he'd take his fingers in your mouth and dip that in his cum, then smear it on the rest of your body. On the curve of your neck, on the dip of your collar bones, on the planes of your stomach— wherever he wants to brand you as his.

And oh, after he finishes inside of you, filling you up and making you drool from the warmth of him inside— after that, when he pulls out of you and makes you whine under your breath, he'll shush you, but his eyes are glued to where your hole drips his cum. Unable to resist such a tempting siren song, he'd push it back in with a finger, deep enough where he knows it won't drip out soon.

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「 CWS : 」 Afab reader (has a vagina) !! No pronouns used !! Reader's thighs are implied to have some meat on them (enough for Wrio to grip) but the rest of the body is largely ambiguous. Wrio's your husband and so so desperate to eat your cunt until you cry ♡ Missed dinner bc I was writing this in a haze lmao

Thinking thoughts about how desperate Wrio would be to eat your pussy every night once he gets his hands on you. How the thought of wrapping his lips around your clit and pulling the most sinful moans and sobs of his name pushes him to get through his day.

Wriothesley would pull you against him the moment you return back to your shared bedchambers, his lips on yours and his tongue in your throat, making you shiver. And oh, when he pulls away, breath heavy and tells you to sit on his face— says he wants to make you cum on his tongue and fingers, that please, sweetheart, I’ve been aching for it the whole day, and I missed you, baby, let me show you? and you're so far gone for this man.

So you climb on his face after he’s laid down on your bed, shirt off and an aroused flush traveling to the tops of his shoulders and the tips of his ears. Wriothesley’s watching your every move as if he wants you to just sit on his face already, but he’s also caught up in how you look so good like this. And when your knees are on either side of his head and your dripping cunt so so so fucking close that he feels a hunger deep in his stomach for you, he can’t delay it anymore— His calloused, battle-worn hands grasp your thighs so hard that the fat bulges between his fingers and he fucking tugs you down so that he finally gets the taste that he’s been waiting for the whole day.

You’d be worried that you might be smothering him, with your pussy pressed against his face and his nose bumping your clit with every enthused lick he gives your glistening cunt, but the thought is fleeting and quickly departs you in the face of your husband eating you out like a man starved. With each moan he pulls from you, each whine of his name and breathy sob, his pace doubles in his goal to have you a breathless mess. There will be sore, tender bruises on your thighs where he still grips you, not wanting to let you pull his meal away from him, but you can’t be bothered to mind. Not when your mind is hazy from the sheer pleasure racing through your veins.

He sucks on your clit hard enough to have you gasp, tears coming to your eyes, and your hands bury themselves in his hair, tugging as a means of grounding yourself, and Wriothesley fucking moans, his hips bucking and oh you can feel one— two, big fingers prodding at the entrance to your cunt, stretching you open on something firmer and longer than his tongue. It doesn’t take very long, just a few thrusts and a curl of his fingers that hit just the right spot for you to buckle under the pressure. White blooms behind your eyes and you cum on his tongue and fingers, shivering and shaking, with a hoarse moan of his name on your lips. 

Beneath you, Wriothesley just grins, hands on your legs never faltering, as he keeps you in place astride him. “One more, sweetheart,” he murmurs, already licking up the evidence of your orgasm, excitement pooling when you give a faint whine of assent above him.

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「 CWS : 」 GN reader w/ no pronouns, Wrio takes his frustrations out via rough sex but dw reader is so very very consensenting, size kink & wrio with a fat cock, implied creampie, dacryphilia.

Wriothesley who pins you down on his desk when he gets frustrated. Who has your legs spread wide, your ass down and your face up just for him. His hand is tangled in your hair, his grip harsh but the sting on your scalp sending tingles all over. His big big cock is bullied so deep inside you, stretching you wide and fucking you open and making you cry because he's just so big, you don't think you can take him.

But he shushes you with a sweet kiss to your cheek despite how his blood runs hot from the tensions and frustrations of the day. He runs a scarred, calloused hand up your tummy, feels the bulge there caused by his cock deep in your guts. Wonders if that bulge will get bigger when he stuffs you full of his cum.

"It's okay baby," he murmurs. You're squeezing him so tight, taking him so well despite the stretch and how you cry underneath him. He'll kiss up every single one of those tears later, just to be able to have another taste of you on his tongue. "Just let me fuck you rough like this, and I'll make you cum as many times as you want, yeah?"

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「 CWS : 」 Reader is afab (has a cunt) but no pronouns used. Good morning sex. Wriothesley eating you out to start your day ♡ Slight somnophilia, but everything is consensual. Oral sex / Cunnilingus (reader receiving) & fingering ♡

I typed this up in one sitting horny as fuck GOODNIGHT

Imagine waking from a haze, dragged out from slumber by the building pressure in your stomach. You're already halfway to cumming when you open your eyes, vision blurred but still able to spot the mess of fluffy black hair between your legs. One of your legs rests on his shoulder, his hand dimpling the skin in his grip while the other is splayed on your stomach as he holds your squirming hips down.

"Good morning, sweetheart," you can feel him murmur against your cunt. The vibrations make you flinch, and he just chuckles, tongue continuing to lap at your entrance. He eats you out like he's starved even though it's so early in the morning. One of your hands goes to his hair, pulling and tugging at the strands, making it even messier, but he doesn't slow down in the slightest.

You whine when his lips close around your clit, your vision starting to go white at the edges. As he sucks and pulls and grazes his teeth against it, your legs begin to shake like a leaf in the wind.

"C-Close," you whimper, and you're not even sure he can hear you over the obscene sounds of him eating up everything you have to offer.

But he does, apparently, as he doubles down on his efforts and absolutely loses himself to the taste of your pussy. You can feel the brush of his hand against your thigh, then two fingers are in you, stretching you out and rubbing against your walls as his tongue licks at your clit and oh he's so fucking good to you and with one last harsh suck your eyes roll into the back of your head and your grip on his hair tightens to the point that you'd be concerned if you weren't experiencing one of the most intense orgasms in your life, and it isn't even nine in the morning.

Wriothesely lets you ride your orgasm out on his face, lets you try to grind your hips up into his mouth as much as you can with his hand still pinning you down. Eagerly, his mouth licks up every drop of cum, savoring it like it's the finest of dandelion wines.

And when you try to pull away, try to tug him up for a kiss by his hair despite how breathless you are, he goes with little argument, crawling up your limp body to place a wet, messy kiss on your lips.

You're still breathing raggedly when he pulls away, and he's never seen a more lovely sight.

He hums, placing a kiss to your forehead. His lips are warm and familiar against your skin. "I hope you liked your wake up call, dearest."

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Wrio's hands are so big and calloused... What he loves holding in his warm palms are boobs probably? 🫠 It can be comfort holding or massaging and sucking them 💦

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「 CWS : 」 reader has tits, so implied afab, but no use of pronouns !!

Babe this is making me think thoughts of Wriothesley and how he'd be so sweet to your tits on days when they're more tender than usual;;;

On those days, where you yelp and cry if he handles them too rough or grabs them a bit too excitedly, he always covers your tits with so much affection. Places you on his lap, your chest facing him, so he can see your expressions and watch your tits move with every breath you take. Keeps his hands on them, cupping them and kneading them gently. Rubs little circles in them, kisses them where his fingers had dug in earlier in apology for hurting his baby. Lets his fingers roll your nipples, careful not to pinch or tug, and always asks you if it hurts.

He can spend hours with his hands kneading your chest— your soft tits in his rough, battle-scarred palms feels so good and he savors the feel of them every time. And your noises? The small moans and the whines of his name, asking him to squeeze a bit more, those drive him insane. Has him hardening in his pants like a fucking animal.

And if you ask him shyly to put his mouth on you, asking him to 'be gentle, please. No teeth,' he complies immediately. His mouth goes to one breast, sucking and licking at your nipple while his hand continues to grope the other breast, massaging and playing with it. He sucks on your tits happily, presses kisses to the tops of your tits, presses kisses to your lips when he gets the chance. You can feel him under you, feel how big he is in his pants, how he instinctively ruts up into you when you moan sometimes, but doesn't make a move to touch himself, in favor of caring for you.

"Just focus on yourself, baby," Wriothesley mumbles. Leaving your breast with a pop! he licks his lips, looking up at you. "My sweetheart. Just focus on how good I make you feel, okay?" Then he swaps to your other breast, and continues to make you gasp his name, relentless in his pursuit of your pleasure.

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「 FEAT : 」 Wriothesley x GN!reader

「 ### : 」 Smut and fluff

「 CWS : 」 Written before his appearance in the archon quest so he might be ooc! Everything is safe, sane and consensual. Apology sex. Established relationship. Soft dom Wriothesley. Some dumbification. Hair pulling. Creampie. Some marking via hickeys. Reader is called dearest, darling and baby. Ambiguous appearance and anatomy for reader. They fuck on Wriothesley's desk lmao.

*cracks knuckles* Be kind pleek i havent written full on smut in more than 6 months

Everything is all muddled in your head– a mix of colors and sights and smells, all coalescing to become a raging storm that makes it absolutely impossible for you to think of anything else aside from the thick cock stretching you out and the man behind you, fucking deeper with each passing second.

"Did you miss me, darling?" Wriothesley practically purrs into your ear. He's so deep inside already, making you feel so full even if you still have yet to feel the base of his cock pressed against your entrance. No doubt he can feel the shiver that races up your spine when he pushes a couple more inches deep into you–– his broad chest is pushing you down onto the surface of his desk mercilessly, using all his weight to keep you in place as he fucks into you.

"Answer me, baby." Another inch, and you whine. So full. "You know I missed you very much, right?"

"So full," is all you gasp, eyes near rolling to the back of your head. He's not even properly fucking you yet and you've already damn near lost your mind. The stretch of him makes you think that maybe the past week or so of him being too busy to dote on you had been worth it if this is how he makes it up to you. Maybe.

Then you feel the last bit of Wriothesley's cock slip into you, brushing up against that spot that has your thighs shaking and that maybe suddenly turns into a definitely. You clench around the intrusion like a vice, voice caught in your throat as he just sits there, cock pushed in as far it can go with his back pressing you down to take it all. He moans, deep and guttural when you tighten around him, instinctively pushing back against him, trying to get him even deeper.

You're so warm, so tight, and Wriothesley is certain he's in love with you.

"Wri-- Wrio, please," you gasp when he shifts to free a hand to run through your hair. Tears catch on your lashes because he's so deep and he's so big but he's not fucking moving and it feels like you'll actually die if he delays a single second more–– "Move please please please, I need you I missed you so much just please–"

He presses a kiss to your hair. "No need to beg, dearest," he murmurs, powerful muscles flexing as he pulls his cock out leaving you whining because now you're so empty–– then he thrusts back in in one strong push, forcing a surprised whine from your throat that tapers off into a moan. "I've been so mean to you the past week, hm?" Wriothesley nuzzles into your hair tenderly, a stark contrast to the way he starts up a brutal pace, fucking his cock into you as if he means to carve the shape of him into your walls.

Pinned underneath him like this, you're kept spread and pliant to take whatever your lover gives you. Wriothesley fucks into you in a way that is not fast, but is hard. He snaps his hips against yours and pushes into you as if he means to reach impossibly deeper, pulling strings of whines moans and whimpers of his name every time you feel the full length of his cick buried inside you. "Leaving my baby all alone for so long. I'm sorry, dearest," he coos into your ear again, pressing a kiss to your neck.

"'S- 'S o-okay, you–" your own cry interrupts you, your orgasm coming closer and closer with each of his heavy thrusts into you. "Ah! L-love you,Wrioi. 'M happy you're he-ere now."

"Love you too, baby. Now let me give you what you want, hm?" The fingers that have been threading through your hair tighten–– just enough for him to be able to pull your head back until he can see your face. Not a single thought in your head except him and his fat cock. Just him, making you feel so happy and so, so good. He presses a kiss to your lips then releases his hold on you in favor of sitting up and grabbing your waist.

He uses his hold on you to fuck even harder, chasing both your high as his while you sob from the overwhelming pleasure of it. His pace doesn't falter, not even when you gasp out desperately, close close, 'm so close!

"You can cum, baby," he says, voice thick with pleasure and affection. He just knows that seeing you undone is going to be the end for him, but he can't tear his eyes from you as you glow on the cusp of orgasm, full of love and wonder and gratitude and adoration. "Cum for me darling. Let me see what I've been missing while I've been gone."

And it is his name on your lips when you cry out. It is his hand that you reach for blindly, desperately while you cum from his cock alone. You squeeze him tighter, like you never want to let him go, and push back against him. Wriothesley groans your name, pulls you up so your back is flush to his front and presses his mouth to yours.

His arms wrap around your middle, holding you close to him and he thrusts up into your heat once, twice– and then he's finished.

Wriothesley's orgasm follows yours, his cum filling you up and warming you from the inside out. You twitch and whine, still partially lost to the feeling of being so full, and Wriothesley shushes you wish small kisses pressed to your lips. You're still so tight around him, milking him of every single drop of his cum and making sure to keep it all inside of you.

He can only just imagine how deep it reaches inside you, how it reaches every inch of you and marks you from the inside out as his. Wriothesley groans and buries his face into your shoulder, pressing sloppy kisses and sucking messy marks onto your skin. A physical show of his adoration, so every time you see those marks in the mirror you are reminded that his heart belongs to you.

"Oh, so good for me," he mumbles in a daze, lips brushing your skin. He's not pulling out yet, instead choosing to plug you up and keep you warm. Keeping all his cum from flowing out of your hole the moment he takes his cock out of you. "You're so good for me baby. Made me cum so hard, fuck. I love you, I really do."

You close your eyes, tired but sated and oh so happy. Leaning back against his broad chest, you press a kiss to the side of his neck, sleepily murmuring, "I love you, too."

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「 CWS : 」 GN reader w/ ambiguous body. Wrio likes to please. size kink (less on the reader's size, more on how big Wriothesley['s dick] is). Slight dacryphilia. Love ♡. Praise. Creampie.

Wriothesley who lives for hearing you sob in pleasure when he stretches you out on his cock. He loves to hear you gasp his name with tears streaming down your cheeks, lips parted and skin warm under his fingers. Who laces his fingers with yours and presses kisses to your knuckles with one hand, all the while he fucks himself hard and deep inside you.

Wriothesley who loves to see you fall apart with his name on your tongue. Who lives for seeing your eyes roll back into your skull whenever he thrusts so deep, he thinks that his shape might be carved inside of you forever. Each time you gasp his name brokenly, a mantra of pleasure form your mouth, he just fucks into you harder, rougher, desperate to see just how much he can mess you up. All while he whispers sweet words and declarations of love in your ear.

Wriothesley who praises you for being so good for him, for taking every single inch of his cock like a good little sweetheart, even though you're so damn tight that it takes three fingers to stretch you out beforehand. Even though he knows you're half-way dumb on his cock, he still likes to ask you who's making you feel good, whose cock you're being stretched out on, and he preens whenever you never fail to whimper his name.

Wriothesley who fucks his whole length inside you and holds it as deep as it can go,just so that you can feel the stretch— feel the way the head of his cock bumps against that one part of you and has you whining and whimpering that he's too deep, but you never try to push him away and you even pull him closer against you with your legs around his waist. And his heart fucking soars when you squeak, "'love you, Wrio," without him even having to ask.

"Mhm, that's right baby— you're so good for me, yeah? Letting me stretch you out like this, taking every inch even though my cock is too big for you. You want more, baby? Want me to cum inside of you, hm? Want me to fill you up and keep you warm? Well, whatever my sweetheart wants, my sweetheart gets."

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hi catte so good to see you back i absolutely adore your works !!

now please share your thoughts on wriothesley using handcuffs <33 we all saw that idle animation and im biting my fist thinking abt it

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coughs, does not make eye contact w the whole room, quietly copies and pastes the nsfw warning banner, scurries away

「 CWS : 」 Reference towards leaks regarding Wriothesley's idle animation, GN & ambiguous body reader, restraints & use of handcuffs, they fuck???, dacryphilia !! some choking / breathplay 👀

Wriothesley with handcuffs;;; oooh babe I have thoughts thoughts on this 👀👀

When the handcuffs come out, Wriothesley is all-too excited to bind your hands together. In particular, he loves cuffing your wrists together and having you drape your tied hands over his shoulders while he fucks you into the mattress. Whenever your body jerks with his hard thrusts, your arms pull him closer, close enough for him to feel the ragged puff of your breaths on his skin.

You squeak when Wriothesley buries his full length into you on a particularly hard thrust, the head of his cock rubbing against a part of you that has your thighs trembling and your body squirming.

"Right there darling?" He purrs, voice low with lust.

You can scarcely nod, feeling like his cock is so deep into you that it's in your throat. With a slow drag of his hips, you can feel every inch leave you so empty–– but only until he gives another hard thrust and fills you to the brim once more. The force of it has tears brimming on your lashes, has your cuffed hands scrabbling and twitching and trying to grasp as much of him as you can. The chain is cold against the heat of his nape, but Wriothesley easily goes along with your tugging, leaning close to kiss away you tears and swallow each one of your noises.

Sometimes, those handcuffs find their way onto his wrists instead. But no matter how much you try take control or how much preparation you do, it's always you who can hardly walk the next day.

His coat is gone, lost to the floor of his office. Wriothesley's trousers are half-undone–– just enough for you to pull his cock out of his pants and ride him on his office chair. His eyes watch your every movement as you rise and impale yourself on his cock much too slow for his liking. The only reason you've been able to control the pace for so long are his own handcuffs–– keeping his wrists against his back even as his muscles strain to break them and just fuck you against his desk for teasing him for so long.

"You think you're so smart, huh?" His voice is breathless, but his smile is sharp. You furrow your brows at his snark and seat yourself heavily on his lap, delighting in his sharp inhale. But when you stop riding him, doing little more than moving your ass on his lap and giving his dick the bare minimum stimulation, he wants nothing more than to absolutely ruin you.

His voice is a growl. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you cry, baby."

And like an idiot–– "Oh?" You ask, leaning forward, hands on either of his shoulders and face hovering above his. "I'd like to see you try."

Then it's like the temperature around you both drops in an instant, there is a small Crack! that is much too loud in your ears, and Wriothesley has you on your back on his desk, cock suddenly bullied every inch into your insides and thensome, feeling like it just might split you open.

One hand pins you hands above your head, the other is wrapped around your throat, pressing down enough on its sides to make you gasp. From here you can see the remnants of cryo where the handcuffs broke. You can see the hunger on Wriothesley's face, and your stomach clenches.

"You still want to see my try, sweetheart?"

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DUDE THAT WRIOTHESLEY GAMER BLURB- okay but imagine instead of moral support, oral support where he has you sat nice and neat under his desk, a little pillow and blanket for your knees as he has his cock shoved down your throat, balls slamming against your head as he’s finishing up his round before he cums- either way win or lose, he’s gonna have load after load down your throat

-💿 anon (also hi I love your work meow)

wait ok ik the vibe is horny rn but oral support had me cackling for a bit when i first read it HAHASDJKNAKJ

BUT YES YES YES YES YESSS thats so ??!?!? Cute FUCK 😭 ANd the fact that Wrio absolutely would keep a little pillow and blanket down there for you so that your knees don't get bruised :((

And man, can you imagine if he edges himself while he fucks your face, too? Like, he refuses to cum before the round is over— even if you're practically drooling and whining on his cock for it, and even if his balls are absolutely aching to just fill your mouth up with his load already.

He'll let you have free reign over how you give him oral support for the most part since his hands are too busy. Your hands gripping the meat of his thighs, lips wrapped around his cock as you keep him warm with your throat. But if he gets too close or if you get too excited and greedy for his cum— one of his hands finds its way into your hair, pulling you off of him and making you whine when you see how flushed and close to cumming he is, only to have that pulled away from you.

"Don't get greedy, sweetheart," Wrio grits out above you, swallowing heavily. "You get my cum when I give it to you, got it?"

And all you can do is nod and let him guide you back to his cock when that edge has ebbed. Go back to a sweet, languid pace that has both of you purring.

But when he's finally finally finally fucking finished with this round, you'll know. You're ripped out from the easy bliss of relaxedly licking and mouthing at his cock by his hand in your hair once more, gripping the strands tight and ripping out a squeak of his name when he practically shoves his cock down your throat, his entire length buried into you all the way to the base, making you squirm and gag. All you can do is whine his name as you let him use your mouth for his own pleasure, running your tongue up his length when you can and sucking as much of him inside as you can.

It doesn't take him long to cum with a low, rough groan— not when he's been on the edge of it for what feels like the entirety of last round. And you greedily suck up every drop of him too, swallowing it down with a moan muffled deep in your chest, all the while revelling in the hand that now strokes and pets at your hair in praise.

"Good job, sweetie," he murmurs when you pull off to show your empty mouth, every drop licked up and swallowed. He lets you rest for a little while with your cheek on his thigh and his hand running through your hair, working out the tangles that he made.

When you perk back up, eyes opening lazily but a hungry little smirk forming on your face once more, his cock twitches.

"Ready for another round?" He asks, hand cupping your cheek. You nod, looking devious, mouth already inching for his leaking cock.

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Babe.... Gamer Wrio in grey sweats, shirtless AND glasses? If I'm on his lap he ain't stopping me from grinding on him 😭😭😭😭 He's being so distracting FOR WHAT?!

- 🦦 anon

SO TRUE SO RIGHT

He's distracting you first, looking that fine and in nothing but those damn sweats, so it's just right that you distract him a little, too 👀 You move your hips a bit, 'accidentally' grinding down once, twice— just enough that he catches you with a hand on your thigh, a low, "And just what do you think you're doing?" whispered in your ear.

"Just getting more comfy," you tell him, leaning back into his firm body. And though he's suspicious, Wriothesley just raises a brow but goes back to what he's doing, leaving you to your own devices.

It doesn't take long for you to start up again, slight movements of your hips and your ass eventually evolving to bigger movements and you growing more insistent, more impatient as you grind yourself. down on his clothed cock that you can feel getting harder underneath you. It just makes you grind down more, makes you want to feel the outline of his length rub against you.

You only stop when his hands fly to squeeze your ass, hands digging into the soft flesh roughly and making you moan on the spot— you're so pent up for him.

"Naughty," your boyfriend purrs, voice low and gravel rough from arousal making you tremble in his hold. His chest is warm under your palms, the ridges of his muscles familiar to your touch. "I thought we were just going to hang out and cuddle today baby, but you just can't keep yourself off of me, can you?"

You shake your head, heart racing, mind already going hazy. "Want you, Wrio. Really really want you."

Another squeeze to your ass, but this time he tugs you down strong enough that he practically grinds your lower half on his cock himself, making you jerk and whine in surprise. Wriothesley chuckles, watching your eyes grow half-lidded as you squirm so desperately for him.

"I still have to finish my game, sweetheart." That elicits a protest from you, a whine of his name that has him nearly taking his words back then and there. "But—" He tuts. Another squeeze to your ass, another opportunity for him to press you so snugly against the hard outline of his cock. He grins. "If you can keep going until I'm done, I'll fuck you nice and good how you need, okay?"

You're already nodding before he's even finished, eyes shut as you struggle to try and move your lower half when he's still gripping you so firmly. Wriothesley gives you one last squeeze that has you yelping, then you're released from his hold. As soon as you can, you're immediately grinding yourself down on him with renewed vigor, all earlier pretenses of being coy and subtle tossed out the window in favor of the reward he's promised you.

"Keep going, sweetheart." Wriothesley says above you, his hands busying themselves once more with his game, all as you moan and writhe on his lap, all too eager to have his cock deep inside you once he's finished.

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NSFW!! 18+ ONLY !!

「 CWS : 」  reader wears a skirt, but body & prns are left ambiguous!! grinding, Wrio being h word lmao

Wriothesley losing his damn mind when he sees you in fishnets;;;; He's so distracted the entire day, never being able to tear his eyes away from your thighs for very long. Seeing you prancing around in that short little skirt and those fucking nets, smirking because you know what you're doing to him–– it breaks his brain for anything else other than getting his cock inside of you. Makes him want to lift you onto his desk right that very second and rail you until your eyes roll and you beg him to just cum in you already please please please––

He manages to restrain himself, somehow. Clenches his jaw and forces himself to think about anything aside from how hard his dick is in his pants.

But right on the dot as soon as he's off work and you're waltzing into his office, still clad in those damn fishnets, he scoops you up before you can even greet him, plopping you down to straddle his lap and grind on his very prominent hardness. His big hands, so warm and calloused and rough from all the scars, grab at your ass under your skirt, roughly kneading at the flesh in a way that has you trembling and grinding down on him. The filthiest sounds leave you, hands shaking as you try to steady yourself on his shoulders to no avail.

"D'you care for these?" Wriothesley asks, voice a rough murmur in your ear. He pulls back on one string, delighting in your squeak when it snaps back against your skin. Mutely, you shake your head.

"No? Good." His hands dig in then, into the fat of your ass and grasping at the strings of the nets. As if he were tearing paper, his fingers rip through the fishnets, leaving your underwear the only thing covering you up.

Wriothesley peppers kisses to the side of your face as he goes back to kneading your ass and grinding you down against him, soft pants audible only to your own ears.

"As good as you looked in those, they would've only gotten in the way, sweetheart."

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lil gift🎀

kazuha's lips graze yours sloppily, coated in saliva. He takes in your every word, every protest, every sound. You're startled, really.

"Kaz-" he shushes you with a kiss.

His lips slide down your neck.

"Kazuha—aah," you whimper, sweaty against his heated breath. You look down to see him palming at his own clothing impatiently. He mutters your name, again and again and again.

"I love you," he whispers, and you gasp as he—

NSFW!! 18+ ONLY !!

jahbsdhja AAAA the way I was sooo tempted to gatekeep this in my inbox n hold onto it forever 🤭🤭 'I love you's during sex are suchhh a big weakness to me kansdjka

Babes I'm holding ur hand with reverence thanks for the gift sm <3 it helped me vv much in my time of need <3

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I want to write. Wrio aftercare so bad.

Like yeah the sex is great but aftercare is my greatness weakness ever that shit gives me more butterflies than actual smut does sometimes and I just fucking know that Wrio would pull his A game for aftercare every single time goodness me

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GREY SWEATS... grey sweatpants are my fucking WEAKNESS okay the view (aka bulge) you get to feast your eyes on is DELICIOUS 🙂 Yes and a thousand times yes to morning Wrio

SO TRUE SO TRUE SO TRUEEEEE you get me anon you GET MEEEE

Can u imagine sleepy morning Wrio with his morning wood all but visible in those grey sweats ?!? I’m starvingggg 😩😩