#🦷🦷 anon

[waylouder]

Update I'm back, I'm stoned and thinking about they/them cock (the thock be occupying my thoughts) and I would love to have your legs hooked up to a spreader bar so I can tickle your thighs and you can't get away from the sensations before I give you the sloppiness head of your life (you deserve that gawk gawk 9000)

-🦷🦷

HEYYY????????????????? HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???????????? THATS LITERALLY MY DREAM POSITRION ARTE U A MIND READER

[uplatterme]

Imagine Idol Aether where you fuck him backstage but you don’t let him cum so he just has to perform horny🤫

Also can I be 🦷 anon

—idol!aether/manager!reader, sub!aether/dom!reader | edging, mentions of exhibitionism | reader has a dick and penetrates, gets called sir

aether continues to pant, his body hugging yours.

his poofy white shorts lowered to his thighs, cum leaking from both of you.

his music continues to play from the stage, loud enough to be heard here in his dressing room.

“please.” he breathes.

he feels your hand caressing his back, the soft touch just making it unbearable. he wants to cry so badly, he needs it and you weren’t giving it to him.

“no tears. it’s too late to get your makeup retouched.” you warned.

“y-yes, sir.”

each thrust pleasurable but agonizing, but he’d rather have this than nothing.

“you like it, don’t you? hearing your fans excitedly cheer for you…meanwhile, you’re here getting dicked down by your manager.”

the idol hides his face on your shoulder.

“c-can’t help it…you make me feel so good.”

you bend him on his table, the mirror facing him as he gets pounded.

“i bet you’d love to be fucked on stage, hm?”

he doesn’t know how to answer to that. it was a thought that’s crossed his mind before, he doesn’t dare to lie.

the urge to pull on his golden locks was high but you decided against it, not wanting to ruin his hair.

besides, you were already ruining his bottom half.

“you just adore attention, don’t you? you think those fans of yours can’t see under your shorts whenever you dance?”

“you made me wear it…” he argued, his lips trembling from keeping every sound in his chest.

no moaning or screaming, you said. it’ll ruin his voice, you said.

and yet here you were dicking him down ruthlessly as if that won’t affect his dancing. he bites the bottom of his lips, his thighs are already shaking on their own.

“you act like i forced you into this. i gave you options, didn’t i? but you still chose this one.”

aether lets out a soft grunt as he feels your movements directly hitting that spot.

the idol looked drunk, he wanted to grip on something but he could do nothing but close his fists on top of the table.

“what is it? you want to show off to your fans that bad? or is it because that one boy group you like is attending today’s concert?”

aether shakes his head. “ngh…no. only you, i promise.”

a knock comes from the door. one of the staff reminding them that they had to go in five.

“good. after all, a pure and sweet idol should stay loyal to the one he loves. isn’t that right?”

“y-yes!” he yelps, feeling his stomach warming up with your cum.

once you pull out, he already feels his shorts getting fixed without even wiping the stains or cleaning him up first.

he’ll try his best to keep it in, just like as usual.

he can’t wait to finish this concert and just get dumbed down without any worries.

each step has him quivering despite his shoes being short-heeled, cum slowly leaking out of his briefs whenever his body shifts wrongly. each nerve of his body wanting to just pounce on you and cancel this event.

“do a good job.” you say.

aether smiles at you, an idol’s perfect smile. “you know i will.”

you chuckle, unable to resist messing his hair up now by patting his head.

“i’ll make sure to reward you good afterwards.”

…

a blush creeps up on aether’s face just imagining it.

he has got to stop you with all this teasing.

[alwaysshallow]

Okay but imagine this Somehow ghost is at higher!ranked readers house It's just him , her And her baby (No Cheating husband around) And it starts to rain outside with thunder the baby Starts to cry and everything

And fucking simon Is just holding the baby like if it was his And of course he calms the baby down

And higher!ranked reader is just looking at him just with loving eyes.. ( And maybe they can have their first actual kiss there😗.... just a maybe...)

Btw I absolutely love your writing!

-🦷

You don't hear it first.

Tired, right in your apartment, taking a nap while Ghost works over some documents that you were supposed to work over with him—he's kind enough not to wake you since he knows how much you have to hold.

Maybe that's why he picks up the baby the moment she cries, cooing. Such a large, violent man, with war in his head, haunted by ghosts of the past, has your baby in his arms, being the softest he can. Whispering soothing words on her anxious little mind, overwhelmed by the storm that's happening outside.

It's the lightning that wakes you. Not the angry baby, nor the Simon that does his best to put the baby back to sleep.

For a moment, you're scared. Unable to find a baby, anxious, when you leave your bedroom in a hurry, just to see the idyllic picture of your baby girl and Simon.

"I've got it, mama," he murmurs. Low, not to wake up the baby that's already closing her eyes. You know it's the span of seconds and she’s gonna be in her happy place again. 

“You can give her to me. It’s not your duty—”

“—but somethin’ I want to do,” he cuts you off, shaking his head. “She woke up, and I was near, so… not a big deal.”

It is a big deal. At least, a big deal for you—you can’t really remember when your husband decided to do this for his own baby. It was always a problem; he’s tired, exhausted, he’s done it before. Excuses, nothing else, but excuses.

And here is Simon Riley.

Despite your thoughts, you smile a little. “Right. Got those fatherly instincts?” You raise your eyebrow, teasingly. He huffs, but before he says something, you place a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.”

The minute he frowns, you think you overcrossed a boundary. You're quick to open your mouth to blabber something about being sorry, but you don't get to say it.

Because his lips are on yours the second after.

It's not a heated kiss, like you would expect it. It's a slow one, full of emotions, just like he is. Longing, deep one, can be felt through his movements, as he'd want to remember the shape of your lips.

"'m gonna put her down," he starts, his voice a mere whisper, "then we'll talk. A'right?"

You just nod in response.

[hanjisunglover]

perv han headcannons?? -🦷

hello my friendo ≽^•⩊•^≼ copy that warnings: nsfw links! male masturbation, he's kinda a creep, somnophilia, penetration.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕 - 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆

hanji that every time he sees you in your pretty skits can't contain himself from running into the bathroom and touching his stupid cock because he can't stop imagining to bend you over and fuck you right there, just lifting your skirt enough to take what he wants.

when you invite hanji over with your group of friends he finds your room just to masturbate there, knowing that you probably do the same thing on that bed, right behind him. and just the thought is enough to make him cum shortly, ready to go back on the little movie time with the rest of the people there, acting all nice and shy around you when just a moment ago he was thinking the dirtiest things ever.

gets all mad when hanji find out that some creep mailed you a package with some boxers dirty of sperm, seeing you cry just makes him wants to protect you from those people, even if the boxers are his.

vacation with you and your group of friends is such satisfy thing for hanji, but sharing room with you? because you were so scared of that scary movie that he begged to watch.. knowing how bad you handle them.. telling you to get comfortable as he takes a shower but just the thought of rubbing his dick against your ass when you sleep makes him want to just ruin your pretty body.

but when hanji is away from you for months because he's doing tours, oh that's the worse for him. he can't feel your presence around the dorms, not being able to steal your panties or your clothes that fits him to have your profume with him. he needs to hide his toys in his suitcase to not get caught by the staff or the other members, moaning your name like a desperate man - face buries in the sheets, hand on the toy and the other to grip on the pillows, curling his toes in pleasure.

but when you let hanji fucks you, he's not gonna keep it quiet, he's loud even by himself. he's not gonna last long, he desired being inside you for a while that feeling you so warm and wet, he just wants to make a big mess. "a-ah.. yes baby, taking so good for me.. oh fuck you're so wet.. so wet and warm.. you're gonna make me cum soon."

[mattslolita]

imagine how dealer!chris would react if he caught on to someone who would buy drugs from him just cause he knows bambi will most likely tag along.

-🦷

oh he's refusing service to them altogether, ain't nb finna take his girl i fear 🤣🤣 i can just imagine he sees their contact number pop up, hes immediately rolling his eyes and declining it ( also new emoji anon unlocked ???? )

"baby, isn't that one of your regulars?"

"fuck them, they're not gettin' shit from me anymore."

"what? why?"

"dude can't keep his fuckin' eyes off you, i'm not havin' it."

[schlattsdoll]

schlatt getting sad nd insecure after a skinny guy (think lc schlatt) flirted with you (one sided but his insecurities ignored that) and you walk in on him crying in his biggest sweater

yall talk and

"ya deserve a pretty boy toots..."

"🤨🤨🤨 why would i want less kissing area??? i like em sturdy 🧱 and cuddly 🧸 jack can keep him beanstalks, i want YOU (bitch)"

🍓🦷

omg i wanna comfort my big guy so bad :((((

i can also just see him getting insecure about how he used to look, seeing all the edits on tiktok & how we reminisce about the lc days, and wondering if people really did like him more when he was a 'twink'.

walking into his room, seeing him sitting with his knees to chest, an extremely oversized sweater on, doomscrolling. as you approach the bed, he's too engrossed in the comments and edits of him.

"jay, you good?" you asked, lightly tapping his shoulder. it takes a few shakes and calls of his name to snap him out of his trance. "hm? sorry doll, jus' thinking.." a stray tear rolls down his cheek.

sitting down on the large bed, you crawl up next to him, "what's up bubs?" you rub his arm gently, comforting your beloved.

"ya deserve a pretty boy toots... like how i used to be."

you pull him close to you, letting his head fall on your chest. "jay, baby... would i have dated you back then? absolutely, but that doesn't change the fact that you now is the man i fell in love with. i like 'em big. more to cuddle and you can protect me."

he sighs and nuzzles into your chest, mumbling something about being too much. "ya sure doll? 'm alot to deal with... 'm not exactly prince charming." his hands drifting down to his stomach, an attempt to pull his hoodie down further.

as you press a kiss to the crown of his head you smile down at him, "if i wanted prince charming, i'd go out and get him. i wanted you. i adore you jay.." you began, pulling his hands up away from the fabric. "especially how you are now."

"thanks doll.." he smiles up at you, "what would i do without you?"

"be a sad sack forever?" you joke, leaning down to kiss him. the rest of the day is spent cuddling in bed, comforting him (with the help of jambo & [redacted] of course.)

sorry if the ending sucks, i'm always so bad at endings! inbox is open!

[rabbitsrams]

thinking about how j would react if his s/o was sensitive to yelling and he lashed out on them without a second thought because he’s just so frustrated with/jealous of another person in their life or any other reason. i believe he might be an angry person in general but he just doesn’t know how to express that so he just yells

they’d start crying and he’d just literally question everything he’s ever done because he feels so bad and even though they’re upset they’re just trying to reassure him through tears, he desperately wants to make it up to them though (wink wonk)

he’d definitely realize immediately but has his back turned so doesn’t see their immediate reaction until he hears a little sniffle and his heart just breaks

🦷 non perhaps

🦷anon ilysm for this it's such a great prompt (added bonus im a sensitive bitch lmao)

schlatt exits his room with a hand in his hair. this recording session completely drained him. there were so many technical difficulties and overall he felt much more irritable than normal. then of course the video he uploaded today got age restricted despite it not even breaking any rules. overall he is fucking pissed.

you're in the living room sitting on the couch, cats curled up beside you while you scroll social media on your phone. you hear schlatt slam the door and go into the kitchen. he's grumbling to himself as he scours the fridge.

"doll? where's the leftovers from last night?" he shouts.

"there weren't any." you reply, not looking up from your phone.

"great, just fuckin' great."

"there's some of the rice i made for lunch if you want that-"

"i don't fucking want that, 'kay?" the harshness of his tone shocks you.

"oh. okay." your voice quivers a bit and tears start to well up in your eyes. you sniffle softly, dabbing your eyes with the sleeve of your sweatshirt.

"don't cry, don't cry." you tell yourself as you stand from your spot and walk toward the bathroom. you grab the hand towel from the rack and cover your face with it as you start to cry, the towel muffling your sobs.

as schlatt heats the rice up in the microwave, he notices that you left the living room. he calls your name as he goes around the apartment, stopping in front of the bathroom door when he hears your silent cries.

his heart immediately drops, realizing that you're crying because of him. he didn't realize how harsh his tone was, how he was lashing his external frustrations on you, his sun, his moon, his stars.

"sweetheart, please open the door, i'm sorry." he pleads, rattling the doorknob.

you quiet yourself down before telling him, "don't worry about me, baby. i'm okay."

"no, no. i shouldn't have yelled at you, it's nothin' to do with you and i'm so sorry."

"no, i shouldn't be crying at this, i don't wanna make this about me."

schlatt pries the bathroom door open, immediately scooping you up into his arms. he strokes your head as he whispers apologies and reassurances into your ear.

he cradles your face in his hands, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. you smile sheepishly, which earns a soft smile from him.

"i'm sorry," he presses a kiss to your lips. "i'm so sorry, doll." he continues to apologize in between kisses, moving from your lips to your cheek and down to your neck. your breath hitches as his breath tickles your neck.

you lean down and capture his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck. he returns your kiss with volition, holding you close while he deepens the kiss.

"let me make it up to you, please." schlatt stands and lifts you into his arms, pecking you on the lips as he carries you into your bedroom.

[torutorubozu]

ohmygod sub kashimo truther..

i know damn well that man is the BIGGEST brat. he would swear at you and ask for more with a bored look.

well thats until you fuck his brains out until hes nothing but a babbling crying mess <3 i bet hed like it when you pull his hair as well..

[alsoalso! may i be 🦷 anon ?]

OHMYGOF MY FIRST FUCKING THIRST IS A KASHIMO ONE..??? YES PLZ. aaand yes u may be 🦷 nonnie :3

𝟐𝟓.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟑 — 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜

cw/tw :: mean reader, heavy (?) degradation, reader calls kashimo a slut a lot, hair pulling

“c’mon, you can do better than that.” he groaned, looking up at you with a bored look. “don’t have to be so gentle with me all the fuckin’ time.”

you’ve been fucking him in a slow pace for a good while—and he’s been awfully bored. you grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking it so he faced you, “you want more, hm?” he looked at you back, “yeah—” he huffed, “—give me more, i’m getting bored here.”

you didn’t hesitate at all, gripping kashimo by the waist and slamming into him. his back arched, head thrown back and letting go of the white sheets he was holding onto. it was sudden—maybe too sudden. did you care, though? no. not at all. he wanted this, didn’t he?

you kept going, still in that fast pace. it didn’t take that long for him to be a blabbering mess under you. “ngh—nnh.. slo-slow down…” he managed to mutter between his moans. you yanked him by the hair once more, “aww… didn’t you ask me to fuck you harder just now? you’re already telling me to stop?”

he whimpered, unable to say anything. all he was able to do was moan like a slut under you. “you look fucking pathetic right now, you know that right?” you mocked, grabbing him by the face, just to really see how fucked out he looked—teary eyes with his mouth hanging, god he looked so, so cute. “what a slut you are, kashimo.”

he sobbed, “no-nh… m’not a slut… i’m n—” he got cut off by a sudden thrust, hitting his prostate and making him let out a loud, high pitched moan. “you’re not a slut? really? then why’s your body reacting like this, huh?”

you were right, the way he moaned, the way his back arched, the way he threw his head back with his tongue lolled out—everything. it made him look like a common slut.

you continued on and on with that fast, animalistic pace of yours, hitting his prostate with each thrust. still slamming into him as he moaned until his throat went dry.

“i’m gonna—” he wasn’t even able to finish his sentence, he just threw his head back as he orgasmed. he came all over his stomach, making a complete mess. but he was way too fucked out to even comprehend what was even happening.

his messy cyan hair was all over his face, he couldn’t even think anymore. all he could do was moan out your name as you slammed into him over and over and over again.

you slowed down your pace, wiping his tears away, “such a pretty slut you are, kashimo. look at you.” he just nodded without a word, still letting out soft moans.

[fcthots]

jason getting hard again from seeing your face messy with cum and tears. it’s sort of like a guilty pleasure for him. he’d wipe them away and coo like “aw was that too much? m’sorry, baby. lemme make it alllll better yeah?” and then he’s sitting you on his cock, peppering kisses all over your wet cheeks and muttering how pretty you look and how well you did.

- 🦷

You're sitting on his cock and he thinks you looks so pretty when you forget you have a brain. You would let him do anything right now and he can see it in your eyes.

But all he wants to do is make you feel good. Your head is buried in the crook of his neck, and he never stops kissing whatever part of your head he can reach. He just has to show you how much he loves you.

"You did so good f'me, sweetheart. I think it's your turn to feel good now. Yeah?" He smiles when you're too fucked out to answer. "Aw, pretty baby. Don't you worry about a thing. Daddy's got it all taken care of for you. Just enjoy yourself, baby."

[saviorellie]

do u have any fic recs? abby, ellie, anything u have i’ll take! 🫶🫶

of course i do ! below the cut are some of my favorite fics & blurbs !

ELLIE : literally anything @loaksky & @seattlesellie & @millersaurora write ellie fluff by @seattlesellie kissing ellie's freckles by @millersaurora loser!ellie headcannons by @hundredandsix more loser!ellie headcannons by @castasplla modern!ellie headcannons by @totheblood NSFW ELLIE : service sub ellie by @seattlesellie ellie getting strapped by @cottontears endlessly by @poutsiez ellie squirting by @pnwellie safe word usage w ellie by @poisonedprose cats cradle by @elsweetheart strawberries, cherries, & an angel's kiss in spring by @porcelainbambi when the sun goes down by @millersaurora

ABBY : gf abby headcannons by @hyperfixatesnwrites kneeling at abby's feet by @hope-drunk clumsy reader, emt abby by @loaksky NSFW ABBY : softdom abby, virgin reader by @millersaurora corruption kink in church (?) by @clearheartgreyflowers mean rough abby by @angvlita abby braiding your hair by @ivyblxnde primadonna by @poutsiez feelin hot to the touch by @elsweetheart

[waylouder]

Hiii this is ur shy mutual that's also a bit of a sadist with cute aggression and a prey drive, can I tackle you, tickle you and then grind against you like a wolf in rut or nah? I promise I won't bite!! (Lying)

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HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH yesyoucertainlymayomlomloml

u BETTER be lyin sdgbjk

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hellooo!

Anon 🦷 here and I’d like to request a ticci toby x clumsy male reader! And by clumsy I don’t mean in a pick-me or cute kinda way, I mean literally bumping into everything and tripping over everything…also dropping stuff a lot

THANK YOUUU

Summary: Ticci Toby with a clumsy male reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

A/n: being clumsy isnt quirky guys.....the bruises, THE BRUISES

Credits: Ticci Toby- Creepypasta, Divider- saradika-graphics, Picture: Pinterest

Ticci Toby x Clumsy!Male!Reader

Toby finds your clumsiness cute, even though you hate it

He doesn't like seeing you get all frustrated, but if you are then he can come cheer you up!

And he will absolutely take any chance to kiss your face and hug you

So as he watches you accidentally bump into the railing of the stairs and drop all the papers you'd been carrying, he can't help but giggle

This is what, the third time in today alone that you've dropped that exact same pile of papers?

You are quickly growing frustrated, so as you bend down to pick up the papers, you grumble a "I don't know what's so funny"

He comes to help you, grabbing the ones you've collected out of your hands and collecting the rest himself "Would it be better if I carried it?"

You stand and sigh, you are more than capable of doing it yourself, but this IS the third time...

Once he stands up as well, he comes to rub his nose against yours briefly, before going to put the papers up

I think the first time he saw your bruises from all of the bumping and falling over things, he would've been worried

You'd only known each other for under 4 months, so he knew you were clumsy, but didn't know how clumsy

So when he sees them he def panics

Did someone hurt you? Did you hurt yourself? Did you fall?

Yes to all of the above, kind of

"I know it's none of my business, but are you ok? I just saw all the bruises and i thought...." He asks

You raise a brow before laughing "Don't worry, tobes. I'm just a klutz is all"

His brows furrow, and he decides to take you at your word, because even if this was just an excuse, he takes it to mean you don't wanna talk about it

But as time goes on, he comes to realize that it definetly wasn't an excuse

Bro really is just a klutz

Even though he does find you being clumsy like this cute at times, he of course still worries

For example, if you were to trip over a rug, he'd come to your side and ask if you're ok, before showering you in kisses and giggling at you

He loves to tease you by saying he's gonna glue you to his side, that way you don't fall over anything

He thinks its super lovey-dovey putting band aids on your scraped skin

Giving you an act of care so centered around one of your quirks is just so cute to him

He will of course, give the area a kiss once he's done <3

"I'm not a little kid, you don't have to kiss it" You say with a laugh as he finishes kissing your knee

He leans back up to press a peck to your lips instead, completely ignoring your comment

"Hold on, we have to cuddle to make it better too"

Also, if you are someone who swears when they get hurt, he will 100% start a swear jar

[alwaysshallow]

OH MY GOD I've been thinking about this nonstop

Prince with a apple watch and Single mom!reader kissing him.... he has to take it off because it keeps on telling Him that his heart rate is too high...<3333

-🦷

OH MY GODDDDDDD

no but like. you're onto something, imagine him pinning you to the wall and there he is, his apple watch with a noti that his heart reate is too high:) he ignores it for a second, too caught up in you and the way you hurry to explain that!! you have to pick up your son soon!!! and he doesn't really give a shit because he's gonna drive you here either way:)

the moment it pings again, ruining the mood a bit, he literally could get it off his wrist and toss somewhere, not caring where it lands or if it's broken or not, lmao. you squirm something about it, but he lands his hand on the back of your neck and tells you not to worry about it:/

he rushes you to bedroom after that since you have thirty minutes left.........

[mugs-n-cans]

Hiii freaks, me again 😊

I could help but notice how.. I dunno.. possessive CBS got over AP, and I was wondering, AP how do you feel about that ?? 🤔

-🦷

YO WHAT’S UP!

[He pauses as he listens to what you say next]. Well, I mean… [He grins, adjusting his cap].

It can get kinda overbearin’ sometimes but I think he’s real…REALLY FREAKIN’ HOT! Who wouldn’t want a guy who’d chop someone’s head off if they looked at ya the wrong way!!! It’s nice, it’s really nice.

I like seein’ him when he’s jealous and mad. He really gets into it!

[hyunsvngs]

Glad people liked some good old catholic guilt 😭 Since some asked for more, here’s a few additions:

Priest Hyunjin who almost gets a love boner from seeing you in long flowy sundress at your nephew’s baptism, being all motherly and warm. Who feels actual tears well up in his eyes and rage in his chest when he sees a man hug your waist and kiss your cheek. Who swallows the feeling of injustice and jealousy of not being able to hold you in public.

Priest Hyunjin who sees the wonder in your eyes everytime when you see him naked and vulnerable, just for you. Whose heart swells with pride with knowing only you gets to see him like this. Same when he sees the scowl on your face when you overhear young girls fawning over him at church. Who loves the thought of being yours.

Priest Hyunjin who can’t help but giggle when you playfully nibble his neck and leave a small lipstick mark before fixing his clerical collar and sending him off. Who always leans into your touch; eyes closed and lips into a pout, subconsciously chasing for more of you when you break the kiss.

Priest Hyunjin who sees God in you everyday. His sweet angel, his safe haven. Who drinks every word you say, who’s so grateful for your compassion, for the friendly ear you lend him. His funny, kind, witty, pretty girl.

Priest Hyunjin who often gets emotional when you’re being intimate. When you’re both connected, sitting and facing each other bc you both crave the closeness. Who cries and mumbles verses and asks for forgiveness while he’s thrusting up into you, his pleas muffled, mouth against your sweaty chest.

Priest Hyunjin who finds salvation in your arms, who finds comfort in your caresses, your fingers softly raking through his hair. "Shh shh, it’s ok, angel. Take what you need."

Priest Hyunjin who’s only ever known devotion and worshipping but starts to learn about being worshipped. Who melts into a puddle when you slowly kiss his forehead, the tip of his nose, his lips, his fingers. Who can’t believe /you/ kneel before him and begs for /him/.

Priest Hyunjin who’s convinced you are an angel. That there is not an iota of evil in you, that you’re a miracle. But who still fasts for 24 hours or takes ice baths after every encounter with you, for every violent pleasure deserves punishment.

Priest Hyunjin who always wants you on his mouth. Who crawls to you when you’re sitting, just reading a book, and tenderly rests his head on your lap, like a puppy snuggling up to its owner. Who sometimes fall asleep suckling your fingers, as if you were made of the sweetest sugar. Who lets you hump his face everyday bc that always makes him feel closer to God somehow.

Priest Hyunjin who develops a sick fascination with catching glimpses of you guys making love in the reflection of the mirror across his bed. Who loves seeing himself loving you so reverently and so tenderly, again and again and again. Simultaneously disgusted and obsessed with the way the cross around his neck dangles rhythmically between your two beautiful tangled naked bodies.

Priest Hyunjin whose thoughts get more and more impure. Who wants to claim and mark you, leave a pretty bruise on your neck. Who wants to bend you over, lick up your spine and fuck you properly. Who wants to feel the weight of your legs on his shoulders while he’s ravaging you. Who wants to kiss your feet, and maybe even feel them on his cock, if you allow it.

Priest Hyunjin who will end up fasting again tomorrow, if it means he can make you cum again and hear you moan his name in his ear the day after.

I FUCKING NEEEEEEDD MORE OF THIS HOLY SHIT. i'm gonna start tagging this as blasphemy kink so ppl can block it if needbe!!

[kaionyx]

piss you off? oh i could do that so so easy 🩷🩷

purposely dressing up to tease you, but saying No Touch

maybe we'd go out for some errands and you'd find out from me bending over to pick up something on a low shelf in such a short skirt

im not wearing anything underneath but a plug

getting home would sure be a trip hehe

- 🦷

Pfft, you think a couple of words would stop me from doing what I want darling? I’d let you think you were in control, letting you dress in whatever and purposefully showing off your slutty holes to get me all riled up. But the moment you think we’re going home you’ll find my hand around your neck, pushing you down into whatever position I feel like while forcing my cock into whichever hole I get to first. Whether it’s the bathroom, a random corner, or the middle of the street, you’re gonna prove just how sorry you are by letting everyone hear those pathetic cries and apologies for being such a needy little brat the whole day.

I’m sure when you’re walking to the car all dazed with me leaking down your thighs, this attitude of you being anything more than just my breeding toy will be nothing but just a silly little thought.