#'that magic in your pants its making me blush'

[atohii]

YouTube comments are so funny because comments will be like "this song reminds me of my dad" and it's about getting railed in a club

[sleepyjuice]

Request, after fratboy!jj writes your name on his dick (with sharpie ofc like a dumbass) you help him get it off but the stimulation makes him cum

EEEEKKKKKDJ his dumbass!!!!

“Why the fuck did you use sharpie?!”

“You know, I didn’t think that part through.”

You rolled your eyes for what was probably the twentieth time in the past ten minutes as you walked back into JJ’s bedroom from the slightly disgusting frat house bathroom carrying a warm, wet washcloth with soap.

“You gotta admit, it’s hot though, right?” He grinned at you as he sat on the foot of his bed, clad only in a t-shirt and his boxers.

“Yes,” you sighed, kneeling down by JJ’s feet as you gestured for him to pull off his boxers. “But the fact that you used permanent marker is not. I don’t even think it’s gonna come all the way off.”

He obliged, pulling his boxers off and revealing his soft dick, your name big and bold along his shaft. This was such a JJ thing to do and you could tell his intentions were to make you feel special in his own JJ type of way.

“Well, just do what ya can,” he looked down at you with an endearing smile. “Totally worth it though, got you on your knees for me.” He half joked, wiggling his eyebrows.

You rolled your eyes once again, swatting his bare thigh as you grabbed his cock, feeling it immediately begin to stiffen, growing harder by the second.

You couldn’t help but blush. Regardless of the situation, the fact that you just had to get on your knees and lightly touch your boyfriend’s dick to get him hard made you feel all warm inside.

With a fake annoyed hum, you began gently rubbing the washcloth along JJ’s cock, careful to not be too rough and hurt him but using enough pressure to hopefully make some progress on removing the ink.

JJ’s stomach tightened immediately as you worked away on his dick, swallowing thickly as he attempted to keep his composure, even though at this point, he was fully hard.

“Well, I guess it is easier with you being hard…” you mumbled, staying focused on the task at hand. You really did not want to have sex with JJ while there was sharpie on his dick, so the sooner you got it off, the better.

“Mhm.” Was all he said in response, his fists clenching the sheets at his sides, his breathing becoming a bit heavier the more you rubbed his cock.

The warmth and the wetness of the washcloth was a nice enough feeling on its own, but the sight of you on your knees beneath him, brows furrowed in concentration and seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was getting off on this was bringing him close to nutting all over your hands.

And that’s exactly what happened.

“I think it’s starting to— oh!” You gasped as JJ let out a loud and shaky moan, his eyes widening as he met your shocked expression, taking you by complete surprise as he came in thick spurts all over your hands as well as the washcloth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he panted, reaching down to cup your face. “I didn’t think— yeah… felt so good, baby, ‘m sorry.” He apologized, squeezing your cheeks lightly in his large hands, his own face slightly flushed, eyes glossy as he finished coming down from his unexpected orgasm.

You were quiet for a moment before you giggled loudly, shaking your head at your boyfriend as you wiped your hands clean with the apparent magic washcloth.

It was hard to ignore the blood that rushed to your center, thighs clenching absentmindedly as you fully realized everything that had happened. You just accidentally made him cum.

“JJ—“

“I know, I know,”

“Hey. That was hot, you’re fine, it’s okay.” You giggled again, but spoke firmly to assure him. You knew he was embarrassed and nervous he had upset you, but you weren’t upset in the slightest.

“Oh yeah?” He smirked lazily at you, his demeanor shifting once he realized you weren’t upset, rather the opposite.

“Yeah, but don’t get all cocky, you just nutted from me cleaning your dick.” You challenged, slowly standing up.

“Valid point.” he reached for your waist, pulling you onto the bed and laying you onto your back. He lowered himself onto his stomach, quickly reaching for the hem of your soft shorts and sliding them down your legs.

He positioned himself between your legs, his face inches away from your pussy as he spread your thighs, the only barrier being your quickly dampening panties.

“Let me say thank you for doing such a good job then.”

[raekensluver]

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟶𝟾 — ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ sᴇx

october 15th | spencer reid x fem!reader

contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, mirror sex, slight praise kink vaginal sex, p in v from behind.

word count: 700+

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spencer's body pressed into yours, a wall of warmth and strength, as his legs tangled with yours. the feeling of his bare chest against your back sent a shiver of anticipation down your spine, a thrilling reminder of his presence. his breath was hot in your ear, a gentle contrast to the coolness of the air, as he whispered sweet nothings that sent shivers down your neck. your eyes locked with your reflection in the full-length mirror, watching the scene unfold as if you were a spectator in a silent film.

his hand traced a path down your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake, as he murmured, "you're so beautiful." the words were simple, but the sincerity in his voice made them resonate deep within you, causing your heart to flutter. you felt the heat of his gaze as he took in the sight of your naked form, his eyes speaking of admiration and desire. you blushed under his scrutiny, the intensity of his stare making you feel both vulnerable and powerful.

his hand reached the curve of your hip, his fingers digging gently into your flesh as he began to move inside of you, setting a rhythm that mirrored the racing of your heart. your eyes never left the mirror, watching the mesmerizing play of your bodies coming together in perfect harmony. you could see the tension building in his jaw, the way his muscles flexed with every thrust, and the raw passion etched across his features. it was a heady sight, one that had you arching your back and pushing against him, eager to feel every inch of him.

you felt his teeth graze your earlobe as he whispered, "tell me what you want, tell me how it feels." your breath hitched, and you murmured, "spencer," his name slipping out like a desperate plea. his grip tightened on your hip, his movements becoming more urgent, as if the sound of your voice was the catalyst he needed to unleash his own desires.

his other hand slid around your waist to cup your breast, his thumb brushing over your hardened nipple. the sensation sent a bolt of pleasure shooting through you, making your legs tremble and your pussy clench around him. you leaned back into him, letting your head fall against his shoulder, exposing the graceful curve of your neck to his hungry mouth.

his kisses grew more fervent, teeth grazing your sensitive skin, making you gasp and arch your neck further, giving him better access. his hips ground against yours, his cock sliding in and out in a delicious rhythm that had you panting and squirming. the mirror showed the flush of arousal spreading across your chest, your hard nipples peaked and begging for attention.

his hand slid lower, his fingertips grazing the wetness that coated your inner thigh before finding your clit, the center of your pleasure. a soft cry left your lips as he began to rub it in circles, his touch feather-light at first, then growing firmer with every beat of your racing heart. the sight of his hand between your legs, the way your body responded to his touch, was almost too much to handle.

spencer's breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling against your back as he watched the show in the mirror, his eyes dark with desire. he could see every expression that flitted across your face, every twitch of your body as he brought you closer to the edge. "look at us," he whispered, his voice thick with arousal. "look how good we are together."

you nodded, unable to form coherent words as his skilled fingers worked their magic on your clit. your eyes locked with yours in the reflection, the haze of passion making them look almost otherworldly. your cheeks were flushed, your hair a wild mess around your face, and your lips swollen from his earlier kisses. it was a side of yourself you rarely saw, raw and uninhibited, and it only served to make you feel even more alive.

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[eddiesxangel]

sucking off virgin!eddie blurb?

Cw: hand job, blow job, hair pulling, swallowing, dirty talk, pet names, g!n Reader.

You had Eddie lying back on the plush blankets by and pillows of your bed. You watched and his chest rise and fall rapidly as your fingers traced the outline of the prominent bulge imprinted in his sweatpants.

“You okay baby?” You cock your head curiously.

Baby. Eddie could have come then and there just buy the name of endearment alone.

“Y-yes” he stumbled out and he tried so hard to keep his cool, trying so hard not to cum just by your fingers lightly tracing his hard cock.

“I can’t wait to taste you.” You smirk as you hook your fingers under the grey elastic waistband. You were truly excited to see what he’s been hiding from you.

“Fuck” he bites as your words swim around in his head. You can’t wait to taste him. You want to have his cock in your mouth, to please him, to worship him.

“You like that baby?” You observed as his cock twitched once it was free of its confines.

He bites his lip and frantically nods his head, his small sweaty tendrils covering his forehead bounced up and down with it.

“Oh honey, you’re so big” you coo. Your praises make Eddie whimper.

“Please” he brings a shaky hand up to your face. You lean into him a touch. He was so sweet, so gentle, and you were about to ruin him.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you” you kiss the inside of his palm before giving it a teasing lick. A little preview to what you’re about to do his cock.

“Shit” Another whimper leaves his lips.

You spit into your palm before gently griping his cock with the right about of pressure. You stroke it once, twice, three times before dipping your head down to teasingly give the pink leaky head a few kitten licks, ease him into it.

You feel his wide hand spread across the back of your head lightly resting it there, not knowing what to do with it. Wanting to press your head further but he knew better than to do that.

“It’s ok Ed’s, you can touch me” you gazed up at him with puppy dog eyes as you dip your head lower so you can lick him from base to tip.

“Shit shit shit” Eddie could die right now. He was being so uncool but it didn’t matter because use you were making him feel so good. Oh god he can’t believe how warm and wet your tongue was and you hadn’t even started yet.

You finally dip your head down lower and lower until you take him as far as you could. You swirl your tongue around his thick long shaft, bobbing your head up and down slowly before speeding up.

Nope it was official, Eddie died and was in heaven. This was it, no way there could be something better than this. (Little does he know yes there is in fact, but you’ll show him another day )

He wasn’t going to last much longer, not with your magical mouth working his throbbing cock so good. His breath quickened as he tried holding off, he thought of puppies, grandmas, anything that was not the delicious feeling that you were serving to him.

“Baby baby baby” he panted as you glided your soft wet lips along his velvet skin of his shaft. Your mouth suctioned into home like a vice, coming up to the tip and swirling around and that’s what did it for Eddie.

“I’m cumingI’m cumingI’m cuming!” His stomach clenched his head popped up off the bed and the grip on the back of your head tightened, pulling your hair taught. You let his cum run down the back of your throat before licking up everything. You open your mouth showing him you’ve swallowed everything.

“Holy shit” Eddie flops back on the bed totally spent.

“You okay?” You giggle crawling up his chest before he latches his strong arms around you.

“If I ever say no to one of those ever, I give you permission to slap me ok”

You can’t help but giggle as Eddie peppers kisses all along your face.

“Thank you” he blushes.

“You think that’s fun baby? Just you wait” you wink.

[fullofbees]

Week 3: Leviathan x GN!Reader - Tentacles

CW: Handjobs, Tentacle talk

Your game character cries out as tentacles bind their body. The sigil below them glows a sickly green, revealing the portal from which the disembodied appendages writhe. They call out to their partner, their plea for help echoing as the screen fades to Levi's pixeled avatar. The familiar and catchy battle music plays, but the knight does not move.

The enemy squeezes your character, sapping 10 health and its eldritchian power blocking any access to your magic. A couple beats pass, and the monster constricts again, slimily taking another chunk of life. "Levi, it's time to--"

He tries to stop you from looking, but it's too late. The sight of his cock straining against his sweatpants is forever imprinted in your memory. He's always been easy to rile up, but the shocking display has you blurting out, "Are you fucking hard right now?"

"Don't be mad at me..." He meekly protests, one hand blocking his face while one quickly covers his crotch.

Pausing the game, you can't help but snort out a laugh. Levi falls back against the large beanbag, both hands covering his face. "Are you seriously laughing?? Iwanttodiethisissoembarrassing--"

"Sorry, sorry," You apologize before he can start his self-deprecating rant, but Levi grumbles in response, still refusing to look at you. Snuggling closer to his side, you gently pry his hands away from his rosy face so you can kiss his cheek. The action makes the demon squeal, but he otherwise relaxes into your touch, blush spreading to his ears.

Maybe it's the warmth of his body against yours or his quiet gasp when your hand rests on his knee, but arousal is quickly pooling in your core. He doesn't resist your teasing, groaning weakly instead as your hand drifts closer to his crotch.

"I shouldn't be surprised you'd pick a perverted game." You playfully taunt, running your fingers along the bulge of his cock. Levi's legs further part as he sinks deeper into the beanbag, thrusting into your palm and grinding against what little friction he can find.

"In my defense!" exclaims the demon, growing frustrated when your touch remains light, a far cry from the reckless pace he's used to, "The tentacles weren't advertised!" Finally, you slip your hand past the hem of his sweats and Levi sighs in relief, mumbling praises and reverent 'thank you's. His cock throbs under your hand, excitedly hot as you pump his shaft, making precum ooze out and dampen the fabric of his boxers.

"They sure were provocative though," You say with a chuckle, voice low as you whisper, "I've imagined it before; those slippery tentacles stretching me open. How many do you think I could take?" The question has its intended effect; Levi buries his face into your nightshirt, eyes shut tight while his mouth hangs open as he tries to stifle his moans.

You continue to tell him about your fantasies, blending images of yourself at the mercy of the monstrous extremities with the lust you feel over your boyfriend's own thalassic qualities. "They can hold me down while you make me yours. No one would dare try to steal away the beloved of the Admiral, would they? Not with your scent on my skin and your cum between my legs."

It's the fastest he's ever cum for you. What doesn't spill over your fingers instead soaks the fabric of his clothing, the dark spot spreading with each new rush of cum that leaks from his tip. He's trembling when you kiss him, slow and sweet, as you continue to milk his cock, no doubt worsening the mess in his pants.

Hnnn this one is super late, i'm sorry >w<

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[fuckmycrane]

you should write a fic about neil cumming in his pants while eating pussy lol

— CW: 18+, smut! What the ask says. | Word count: 600+.

— a/n: Yeah I should. Anyways. I like answering requests lmao.

Neil’s short fingernails scrape the skin of your thighs, as he stares at your pussy with fascination. He licks his lips, darting his tongue slowly, savoring the godlike meal displayed wide open right in front of him.

“Are you gonna keep starin’ at my pussy or actually eat it?” You ask from the top of his bed, resting your head on the one pillow he owns.

Neil nods, licking a long, lazy stripe from your wet hole to your swollen nub, circling it with the tip of his tongue. His hand squeezed your thighs as if he was afraid you were going to magically disappear from his bed— all while his tongue was busy burying itself inside your pussy. Neil moans at the taste, loud and clear, completely delighted with your taste.

Your fingers brush his hair softly away from his forehead and his eyes— he’s like a dream. With bright eyes, Neil stares at you with his mouth attached to your clit, sucking it gently. The uncomfortable pressure of his hard cock against his boxers makes him mewl weakly against your core. The vibrations of his raspy voice make you grind your hips against his face.

Neil’s eyes roll back as you do so, enjoying how you never hesitate to use him to pursue your own pleasure. His head nods fiercely, wordlessly begging you to use his face as a toy to rub against.

You seem to pick up his silent request, chuckling softly as your free hand reaches for your chest, rolling a perky nipple with your thumb and index finger.

“You want me to rub my pussy on your face, pretty boy?” You ask breathlessly, moaning when Neil hums against your clit, sucking a bit more harshly.

Complying with eagerness, you yank his hair pressing his face against your cunt tighter. You rub his nose against your clit as he laps and practically slurps your wetness, sliding his tongue inside. Neil fucks you with his tongue with a skill that wasn't proper of the man from which you took his virginity.

His hips rut against the mattress as he leans forward to shake his head side to side with his tongue flat on your pussy, savoring it as if you were his last meal. The friction of the cotton duvet makes his cock throb, causing him to sweat and be more turned on than ever. Neil tongue-fucks you as if his life depended on it, whining all the while. It felt as though he was lost in heaven when your moans got louder and louder, your body praising his actions in its rawest form.

He is properly humping the mattress now, his face red and sweaty, suffocated by your heat— but not doing anything to stop it.

You come with a strained scream, biting your lips and closing your thighs to the best of your ability. Squeezing his head in between your legs— Neil could die happy right there.

While the aftershocks of your orgasm make your whole body jolt and shake, Neil lets out a choked, pathetic groan— his hips twitching and small thrusts faltering.

Panting, you raise your head from the pillow, looking at him with a frown. “Neil?” You ask panting, brushing some sweat away from your forehead. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah— yeah, I'm—” He replies in between ragged breaths. He untangles from your legs slowly, standing up and covering his crotch with his hands. “I need to use the bathroom—”

“Neil,” you call him again, prompting yourself with your elbows. “Did you—” Your eyes lower to his crotch, noticing the wet stain he is trying to cover. “Shit— did you come from just eating my pussy?”

With a wild blush, your boyfriend looks to the floor embarrassed, nodding.

“Fuck, that's hot.”

The dumbfounded look in his eyes makes you laugh, a laugh that turns into a sensual purr.

“Come here, big boy… I wanna clean you up with my tongue.”

— a/n: I would say send requests because I'm drinking but anyways, just fuck me.

[lyneyluv]

lengthy drabble. nsfw utc. mdni, 18+.

childe can’t keep his mind off you. you're like a magnet to him—no matter what you do, you pull him in. you can bet that if his gaze isn't on you, then something else is, whether it be his arm around your shoulders or a hand on your waist.

you've entranced him in a way that makes him need you like water—as if the very breath from his lungs would be ripped away from him if he's apart from you. his eyes are always searching for you- that is if you aren’t already by his side. yes, he's a teensy bit obsessed, but its all within reason! you're such a cutie; he's just making sure nobody tries to make a move when they see he's gone. you're his girl. nobody else's.

with that being said, loving you makes his business trips so unbearably hard. he can barely handle leaving the house every morning, how is he supposed to handle multiple days away?

he'll get back to his temporary home after a long day, all worked up and just needing you. lo and behold, you aren't there. poor guy has to fend for himself for a couple days. but he just can't stop thinking about you :( he can't help it!! you're the light of his life, and when you walk around looking like everything he has ever dreamed of and more, he can't help but want to indulge in everything you have to offer. unfortunately for him, you're a couple nations over.

despite the distance, he can't help but wonder what you might be doing. are you alone? are your showering? have you eaten? is your mind plagued with thoughts of him like his is with you? his hands drag over his face in a poor attempt to derail his train of thought, but the heat crawling up his body grows too hard to ignore. without even knowing, he's thought himself into a corner. he doesn't want to bother you this late, but he has to hear your voice.

picking up his phone as he lays in bed, ajax dials your number. "angel..." he muses as he hears the line pick up.

"hi, baby," you groan out—it might be late, but you're still happy to hear from your boy. "long day? i miss you."

oh archons. just hearing your voice makes his pants grow impossibly tight. "were you sleeping? i didn't mean to wake you," he hums, hit brows knitting in a frown.

"yeah," you yawn and stretch your limbs out over your fart too empty bed, "but it's alright, i miss you too much to be mad." you giggle out. "what's my handsome ajax doing right now?"

he exhales at your words. "oh, you know..." a blush creeps up his cheeks as he looks around the empty room, "missing you," he pauses, thinks, and proceeds. "missing the way you feel," he trails off, his free hand running over his growing tent. he continues through shallow breaths as he speaks mindlessly into the phone. "i miss your kisses," he undoes the zipper of his pants as he pulls the waistband down, "i miss your hands," he grabs his length as it hardens under his fingers, wishing they were your own, "i miss your mouth," his hips stutter as he spreads the leaking precum over his tip, "fuck—i miss your pussy..."

he continues his work as he babbles into your ear, a desperate effort to turn you on and have you somehow magically appear next to him so he could fuck himself dumb into you. his pupils dilate and a low groan erupts from his chest as he hears your soft mewls beginning to fall from the speaker. he's fucking his fist, trying his best to hold back his moans as deeps groans slip out here and there.

he loves you so much. he'd quit his stupid job if it meant he could stay buried within your cunt forever. "wanna fuck a baby into you so bad... jus' wanna be inside you all the time," he whispers out, his thrusts becoming frantic and rushed as he chases his high. "so perfect, i never wanna be away from you," he pictures you underneath him, legs wrapped around his torso as he pounds relentlessly into your core. "fuck—you miss me angel? y'miss me fucking you full? gonna let me come home and cum inside you?"

with whatever strength you have left from your own personal pleasure, you hum through the phone. that's all it takes for his release to come rushing through him, roped of white cum staining his tensed abs. you hear him panting through the phone.

"i'll be home soon, angel," he says sweetly, "you better keep your word." you can hear his smirk through the phone.

©𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑒𝑦𝑙𝑢𝑣 ’24

[blkkizzat]

As Nurse Geto quickly tears through the community, we must know what the rest of the group’s go-to slutty Halloween costume is.

I typed a whole thing on my phone and then it got deleted cause my phone died. I'm an idiot lmfao. But yaaas lets do this round 2!!

JJK Slutty Halloween Costumes

Gojo is too pretty not to be our slutty baby girl. We gonna dress him in something cute like a slutty Little Bo Peep. A cute lil baby blue dress with ribbons and bows to match his eyes. The top will be corseted but come just below the nipples which will be covered with little pasties with blue braided tassels on them. Of course our baby girl also going to be wearing some garters attached to sheer white stockings and some mary janes on his feet. Gojo knows he looks sexy as hell but he will still blush when he realizes the skirt of his dress is so short you can see the precum staining his cute white panties.

Toji is like a wild animal and as such its only fitting that he is Tarzan. The man is going to be in nothing but a furry loin cloth, cheeks out in the breeze. We are going to need some STURDY material though cause Toji hangs LOW and HEAVY. He's gonna break like 3 of them before we finally find one that works for him. He's also going to most definitely use this costume as an excuse to act like a complete fool. He's not going to let you walk anywhere and just slang you over his shoulder, ass up. "Me Toji. You woman. Me eat pretty pussy from back."

Choso is a puppy. The man is TOO eager to be obedient. He wears black fuzzy ears and a collar with a bell so you can see hear him coming and will walk around on all fours following you around everywhere like a puppy too. He's so obedient for you, wearing nothing else but a cockring and tight black demin shorts. He'll stay like that all day too until he can't take it any more and beg for your permission for him to cum. You better not keep him waiting too long though bestie or once you release him you will find out your cute lil puppy actually got that DAWG in him. Then it will be your turn to be puppy when he ties your hands back and relentlessly delivers backshots in doggy position.

Nanami is a Magic Mike/Chippendales dancer. We all know this man looks good in a suit but imagine what he looks like just in a bowtie and form fitting suit pants. OILED UP, glistening and muscles flexing he will have you salivating when when he finally rips off his suit pants to reveal himself in a tiny black thong. You know he is going to give you a show too. But you will have to be a good girl. No touching. Just sit there and let him do all the work. [lol now i want to write a whole drabble about this]

Sukuna you will have to fight to get in a costume but once you tell him he would make the perfect slutty priest he is all for the sacrilege. White priest collar attached to a black sleevless latex top cropped at the waist, showing off his taunt abs. He doesn't miss your stares as your eyes are drawn lower to his tight latex pants sitting low on his hips and showing off his v-line and the imprint of his huge cock. He's definitely going to power trip and let it go to his head. "On your knees slut, it's time to confess and repent."

[victoryverse]

Simon's gf giving him head and she's so nervous and insecure cause it's her first time :'(

guide me*

smut, 18+ content(oral-m recieving)

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Y/n had never done it before, and the thought of it made her stomach turn with nerves. She didn't want to disappoint Simon or make a fool of herself. But one night, as they were cuddled up on the couch watching a movie, Simon's hand started to wander down Y/n's body, and she knew what he wanted.

She couldn't avoid it any longer. She took a deep breath and turned to face Simon, who was looking at her with a mix of desire and concern. 'Are you sure you want to do this?' he asked, gently running his fingers through her hair.

Y/n nodded, trying to hide her nerves. 'I want to make you feel good,' she replied, her voice shaky.

Simon smiled and leaned in to kiss her. 'You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, Y/n. I'll always respect your boundaries,' he reassured her.

With his words of comfort, Y/n's nerves started to ease, and she felt more confident. She took a deep breath and leaned down, kissing Simon's chest before slowly making her way down to his stomach.

Simon let out a soft moan as Y/n's lips trailed down his body, and he couldn't help but admire how beautiful she looked in that moment. Her hair falling around her face, her eyes focused on him, and her lips slightly parted in anticipation.

As Y/n reached his waistband, she looked up at Simon with uncertainty. He gave her a reassuring smile and nodded, silently giving her permission to continue. Y/n took a deep breath and slowly pulled down his boxers, revealing his hard length.

She couldn't help but blush as she looked at him, unsure of what to do next. Simon could sense her nerves and reached down to gently guide her hand towards him. 'Just follow my lead, Y/n. I'll talk you through it,' he whispered.

Y/n nodded and slowly wrapped her hand around him, her fingers trembling slightly. She started to move her hand up and down, following Simon's lead as he instructed her on the right amount of pressure and speed.

Simon let out a soft groan as Y/n's hand worked its magic, and he couldn't help but feel proud of her. She was doing a great job for her first time, and he wanted to make sure she knew it.

'Good girl,' he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. 'Now, take me into your mouth.'

Y/n's eyes widened with nervousness, but she did as she was told. She slowly took him into her mouth, using her hand to continue stroking him. Simon let out a low moan as he felt her lips around him, and he couldn't resist tangling his fingers in her hair.

He continued to guide her, showing her how to use her tongue and how to vary her movements. Y/n was a quick learner, and soon she was taking him in deeper and using her hands and mouth in perfect harmony.

Simon was lost in the pleasure Y/n was giving him, but he couldn't help but notice how tense she was. He could tell she was still nervous, and he wanted to make sure she was enjoying herself.

'Y/n, how are you feeling?' he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Y/n pulled away slightly and looked up at him, her eyes filled with uncertainty. 'I'm okay, I think. I just don't want to mess up or disappoint you,' she admitted.

Simon smiled and cupped her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her skin. 'You could never disappoint me, Y/n. You're doing an amazing job. Just relax and enjoy it,' he encouraged her.

With Simon's words of reassurance, Y/n felt more confident, and she started to relax. She let go of her nerves and focused on the pleasure she was giving Simon.

Simon's moans grew louder as he got closer to his release, and he could tell Y/n was getting tired. 'You can stop now, baby. I'm close,' he panted.

Y/n pulled away and looked at him, her lips slightly swollen and her cheeks flushed with arousal. 'Are you sure? I can keep going,' she offered.

Simon shook his head and pulled her up to his level, kissing her deeply. 'You did amazing, Y/n. Now, let me finish you off,' he said, guiding her down onto the couch.

With Y/n lying on her back, Simon positioned himself between her legs, giving her one last reassuring smile before diving down to pleasure her. Y/n's moans filled the room as Simon worked his magic, and she couldn't believe how incredible it felt.

As they both reached their climax, Simon couldn't help but feel grateful for Y/n's trust and her willingness to please him. He couldn't have asked for a better girlfriend, and he made sure to tell her that as they lay cuddled up together afterwards.

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[druizard]

Gale's Gift

Gale & F!Reader

Softly inspired by @daisyofwaterdeep 's post here!

Rating: EXPLICIT! N$FW MDNI!!!

Word Count: 1602

Summary: Gale creates a special new toy for his wife (you) to use one lonely nights while he's stuck at work.

Also posted on AO3!

“Ah!  There you are, my love!” Gale is pleased to see you return home for the day.  With an eager twinkle in his eyes, he takes you by the waist and pulls you flush against him, tilting your chin up with those slender but strong, experienced fingers, to kiss you so deeply.  “I have a surprise for you!”  

“Oh?” You wonder what your husband has been up to on his day off that has him so excited.  

He takes your hand and leads you to his study where he tells you to “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”

Without (much) hesitation, you do as he says, closing your eyes and holding your hands out with your palms up, ready for whatever brilliant or terrifying surprise he has for you. 

Not a moment later, you feel him place a long object in your hand and he tells you to open your eyes.  In your hands is indeed a sex toy, shaped in the exaggerated image of a man's genitals.  “Darling,” you giggle, blushing as you look up at him, “another dildo?”

“Oh, but this isn't just any old dildo, my love!” He places a finger on the toy, his eyes and fingertips glowing bright fuchsia for a second before the toy begins vibrating in your hands.

“What the hells!?” You exclaim, surprised by the sudden movement.  Gale snatches it before it hits the ground and laughs.

“I know how much you loved our little experiment the other day with thunder magic,” he starts to explain, the vibrating toy in his hand.  He steps in front of you, kissing your forehead, your nose then your lips, and you feel a gentle, low vibration on your bicep.  “I thought to myself, ‘what would happen if I enchanted a small object with a thunder spell?’”  Gale traces the toy along your shoulder, the buzzing radiates through your chest and relaxes your muscles as he brings it between your breasts.  “Of course, I needed to calculate exactly how concentrated the spell has to be in order to keep you safe while I use it to…”  

The toy in his hand slowly makes its way down your stomach and to your waistline.  With his free hand, he undoes your pants and pushes them down, just enough so he can reach inside with the toy, slipping it between your soaking wet folds and pressing it against your swollen clit.  You gasp, your own hands coming up to grip his shirt sleeves lest you collapse. 

“That's it…” he whispers, wrapping his arm around you as you lose balance.  He only keeps you there long enough to give you a taste before removing the incredible new invention from your parts, a devious smile across his face.  “Wonderful to know it works!” He chuckles at the disappointment in your eyes.  “I thought this might come in handy on your days off when I'm not around.  A little gift of pleasure from your husband who adores you.  My little way of being here for you, even when I can't be.”

“I… I love it,” you whimper, your hips still shaking from the thunderous pleasure the toy had briefly provided.  “Are you going to finish what you started, wizard?”

“Hmm?” Hums Gale, “Oh, no my love,” he hands you the toy and kisses your cheek, “That is your job!  I want to see exactly how you intend to use my little gift… show me exactly how you'll pleasure yourself when you're here alone, how good you'll make yourself feel while thinking of me.”

“You… want me to do this in front of you?  As if you aren't actually here, staring at me while I'm touching myself?”

“If that's.. alright,” a sudden glimmer of embarrassment in his eyes and Gale's cheek flush a deep red with blush.  “I'm sorry if this is too bold of me to ask.  Please, you need only say no if I've made you uncomfortable.”

You pull him down by his collar for another deep kiss and tell him, “Of course it's alright, Gale… just let me get comfortable.”  You take his hand and lead him to the bedroom, where you climb into bed alone.  Gale lingers in the doorway, leaning against its frame with his eyes adhered to you.  “Uhm… how does it work?  If you are not here?”

“Oh!  Right…” He chuckles, “just touch the base where I did before to activate the spell again.  No incantations necessary!  I made it so that it would respond to your touch as well as my own.”

You press a finger against the very spot Gale had touched before and the toy springs to life again, buzzing and ready to be used for your pleasure.  You smile and bite your lip, pulling your shirt over your head and tossing it to the ground.

“Gods, you're beautiful…” he sighs, as you undress.

“Hey!  How am I supposed to imagine myself alone if you don't keep quiet!”

“Sorry, sorry!!” He laughs, “I'll be quiet… close your eyes.”

You shake your head, rolling your eyes before closing them gently and moving the toy to your eager parts once more.  “Oh, fuck,” you moan, pressing it against your clit.  It was similar to the sensations Gale had shown you when he tried using thunder spells in the bedroom before, with only his hands as the tool, but now the control is in your own hands… and knowing he is right there watching you somehow makes it even more arousing.

“Mmm, perfect,” Gale groans, somehow sounding much closer than he was when you started.  “Keep going…”  

“Gale…”

“Y/N…” he pants, his voice becoming more desperate and ragged.  Your curiosity gets the better of you, not able to put yourself in any mindset where he wasn't there anymore, and you open your eyes.  “Naughty girl… I said ‘close your eyes’.”

Now standing at the foot of the bed in front of you, Gale makes it impossible not to recognize he is still there, watching you with hungry eyes, one hand holding his tunic up at his chest, the other rapidly stroking his cock.  

“Oh, Gale…” you moan, the sight before you only pushes you closer to the edge as you press the buzzing toy harder against your throbbing bud.

“I'm sorry, my love, I… couldn't help myself.  You're so irresistibly beautiful… so good for me…”  His eyes drift from yours, down to your breasts and finally your dripping cunt.  The sight makes his cock leak as he squeezes it a little tighter, wishing it was your sex around him instead of his own hand.  “Gods, I want you…”

“I thought you said you wanted to watch.”

“I think I may have changed my mind… may have overestimated my ability to resist your perfect body.” Gale kneels onto the mattress, walking towards you on his knees, still rubbing himself eagerly.  “Please, Y/N, may I?”  His cock is already lined up with your opening when he asks your permission, waiting only for your okay before sinking into you, groaning as his head reaches your cervix.  “F-fuck, you're so damn tight… so wet…”

You pull the toy away from your mound as he begins to fuck you, the sensations almost too much to bare with him filling you and hitting every point of pleasure within you.  Gale stops you, taking your wrist in his hand before you can discard the toy.  “No, keep it there… I want to see you come undone… with both my cock inside you and your new toy against your clit… I need to see you unravel, I ache to feel you climax around my cock, my love… please…”

How can you refuse such a sweet plea?  It takes all of your willpower to keep the buzzing object pressed against you as your husband drives himself into you over and over again.  Both of your heads reeling, never breaking eye contact as your world becomes nothing besides you and Gale. 

You and Gale.  You and your husband.  Together as one, together alone.  The love of your life who fills you so perfectly.  You could cry at how insane and incredible it feels to have him stretch you as your new toy overstimulates your pulsing clit, threatening to send you over the edge at any moment.

“Gale, I'm cl-close,” you whimper, your free hand reaching for his.

“Perfect,” he pants, his movements becoming erratic as he takes your hand in his, “As am I… my love… Y/N… my perfect, good girl… I..I love you… please, finish for me… with me…fuck…”  Gale squeezes your hand, never letting go as you both reach climax together.  He pulls his cock from within you just in time, letting his seed shoot across your stomach and onto your breasts.  As much as he adores the sight, he magically tidies up after himself, for your sake and out of respect.

He then hastily takes the toy from you and discards it so he may collapse next to you and pull you into a loving embrace.  “Are you alright?” He asks, pushing your hair out of your face.  “That wasn't too much, was it?”

“No, Gale,” you say, still panting and high from release.  “That was perfect.”

“You are perfect,” he kisses you tenderly on the lips, softly moaning into them, “Can I assume you'll be putting your new gift to good use the next time I'm stuck at work too late?”

“Oh, without a doubt!” You laugh, snuggling up close to your beloved wizard.  “But I will always prefer your cock, fingers or tongue alone over anything else.”

[impala-dreamer]

Number One

A Short Story

~After Radio Company's first show, Jensen is flushed with excitement and needs to channel it into something... extra fun...~

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1,387 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Oral and Otherwise. ;) 

A/N: This was a Tell Me About... ask that I went off the rails with. You're welcome ;)

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The adrenaline is rampant; his hair is damp. Jensen’s face is flushed, lips a deep ruby, eyes wild and crazed.

He stinks of sweat and bourbon and his breath is hot. He’s near to panting as he tugs you into an empty room backstage and spins to wrap you in his arms.

“Fuck, Jen- you were amazing!” You beam up at him and he’s as giddy as a child on Christmas morning. “It was so, so good, baby. So good.”

He blushes hard and licks his lips; body still vibrating from the stage.

Both your ears are ringing, but neither of you seems to mind. It was all worth the hearing loss- the show was incredible.

“I was so nervous,” he admits, running a hand back through his long hair. “Did it show? You couldn’t tell could you?”

You could, but he didn’t need to know. “You were so amazing, Jensen,” you say again. “I am so fucking proud of you.”

He exhales deeply, settling down. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Of course. You think I’d miss my favorite band’s very first show?”

A laugh tickles your throat but there’s no space to let it grow. Jensen attacks, pulling you close with a big hand flat between your shoulder blades. He licks at your mouth and you let him in; his kiss is hungry, laced with emotion. You melt against him and he lets out a heavy moan when your tits press into his chest.

“Fuck…” He pulls back, green eyes lidded and reflecting the strips of light pulsing from around the door. “Want you so bad…”

There’s a ton of people outside and in the green room proper. You can hear them milling about in the hallway, congratulating themselves and drinking. The sweet smell of marijuana lingers in the air and you breathe deeply, letting the drugs mingle with Jensen’s faded cologne and fog your mind.

“Yeah?” You reach a hand up to hook around the nape of his neck, let your fingertips dance through the shorter hairs there.

He nods, half gone already with lust and excitement. You can feel him growing in his slacks and you rock your hips forward, rubbing gently. Lightly, you scratch across his scalp and his eyes roll.

“Please…”

Desperation leaks into his voice and your pussy flutters at the sound.

“Makes me so hot when you beg for it, Jen…”

His lips curl into a sleek half smile- he knows. But it’s still true. He wants you, needs you.

Pushing up on your toes, you lick at his bottom lip, tug it snug between your teeth and drink down his raspy moan.

“You’re makin’ me crazy, Y/N/N.”

He reaches for you, ready to snatch the shirt off your back, but you swat him away and give him a hard shove. He stumbles, face dropping in a look of shock.

“Wha-”

You cut him off with another shove to his chest and he lets out a huff when his back hits the wall.

“Oh…”

He smirks and you suck the smile off his plump lips, drag your hands down over the black cotton tee he’s nearly sweated through. His belt is loose already and you take no time whipping it from its place and tossing it aside. His jaw hangs open when your hand slides inside his pants; head falls back against the wall when you trace his cock with one curious finger.

“Baby- please…”

The muscles in his throat tense and you can’t help but push up to taste the salt there. You suck at the magic spot below his ear, lick at his pulse, marvel at the tiny noises he makes.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Jensen,” you whisper, snaking your hand beneath his boxers to wrap around his shaft. “Such a goddamned rock star out there tonight.” You pump your hand slowly down to the base and back and his teeth gnash, lips twitch. “And now that it’s official- I get to be your number one groupie…”

His head drops down and he catches your lips, sucking at the flesh until you’re wrapped around him again, hands traveling up over the big dips of his arms and shoulders. You shove your tongue into him and he hums, tugs at your jeans, jerking you into him.

His lips move down, covering your jaw and settling in the crook of your neck. He takes a tiny bite and your body trembles with desire. He knows every spot to hit. He’s too good, too determined, too… fucking… beautiful.

Again, you push him away, slapping his firm chest with your palm. He sucks back a breath and settles his shoulders against the wall, pops his hips out, spreads his bowed legs just a little bit more than he needs to.

“You’re gonna get it now, big boy,” you tease, nimble fingers undoing the clasp on his slacks and sliding the zipper down.

“Oh yeah?” Jensen grins, eyes you beneath thick lashes, lets the tip of his tongue jutt out across his lip.

He hisses as you yank the fabric down and hook your fingers into the elastic hem of his boxers.

“Oh… yeah.”

Falling to your knees, you drag the silk with you until he’s exposed, hanging long and heavy against his inner thigh. You blow a breath across his velvety flesh and his head slaps back against the wall.

“Fuck.”

His voice is cracking so sweetly when you lick a line down his cock, loop your tongue around the head and suck him between your lips.

“God, Y/N/N…” He jerks his hips, forcing his cock deep into your throat. He drops a hand to the top of your head, curls his fingers in your hair, guiding and holding for dear life on all at once. “Gonna kill me, baby… so fucking good.”

Every swallow makes him hum, each flick of your tongue makes him shudder. Blunt nails dig into your scalp as he gets close and you pick up the pace, drooling around his thick cock.

“Fuck, I gotta fuck you.” He arches his back, pulls away from your buzzing lips. “Please-”

With a devilish smirk, you ignore him and lean in, humming as his snakes back down into the depths of you. You swallow and he howls, grabbing at the sides of your head and pulling you back.

He looks down with a snarl and you know you’re in for it.

“Now.”

His hands are rough and hurried as he jerks you to your feet and turns, shoving you face first into the wall. He scrapes your hair to the side, exposing your throat, and takes a bit, teeth digging in, bruising and claiming.

“Jen-” You struggle to get your jeans undone, fighting against his weight and your fading intellect. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” His palm closes around your breast, squeezing while you wiggle free of the denim and push your ass back for him.

He doesn’t bother waiting until your panties are gone, he simply shoves them to the side and rubs, teasing your clit until you’re dripping down onto his palm.

It doesn’t take long.

One hand on the back of your neck, the other locked around your hip, he bends down and settles in, shoving his cock in with one hard thrust.

The burn is harsh and delicious and you bite your lip shut, stifling a cry.

There are too many ears outside the door and you know for a fact that it’s unlocked.

“God…”

Your body trembles, your cunt throbs around him.

“Fucking hell, girl, you’re gonna make me cum-”

He grits his teeth, scratches a hand down your spine, and lets go; shaking as he empties into you.

The rush is hot, his skin burning against yours. Warmth spills down your thigh when he pulls out and his breath on your cheek is quick, his kiss sweet.

Dizzy and smiling, you turn and reach for him. He folds down to you, lifts you up with a languid kiss.

“You were really amazing,” you whisper, staring into brilliant green eyes.

“So were you,” he jokes, winking somehow with both eyes.

“I mean it. You were great.��

His lips graze your forehead as he sets you down.

"By the way- not a groupie,” he says, tugging up his pants. “But definitely… my number one.”

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[cuffmeinblack]

hi~ I don't know if your requests are open, but I really like your writing !!

I had this idea about the f/gn!MC x Ominis where they show the the Room of Requirement to the Slytherin boys as an alternative secret place to spend time. Especially and firstly showing it to Ominis as they still feel kind of guilty after the first visit to the Undercroft without warning him and lying about finding it by accident. Aaand because the Room is something very special and secret to them that they wish to share with him because they have a crush but can't admit it yet. And just how they wander around together and visit vivarium with all the animals and cozily chill there,,, and maybe have some private time to understand their feelings better,,,,,,, just this awkwardness of untold but mutual feelings in a magical little place and then The Understanding and 😖🤍

Sanctuary

Ominis Gaunt x gn!reader

Tags: fluff

1.3k words

A/n: The beginning of my obsession with Ominis and puffskeins.

The Room of Requirement had been your sanctuary for months, but today was the day you decided to share your secret. Against the express wishes of Professor Weasley, you had invited Ominis to the seventh floor corridor, citing a desire to repay him for your intrusion of the Undercroft.

"After making me climb all those stairs I hope there's a good reason," Ominis said, panting slightly.

"There is, I promise," you said, closing your eyes and picturing the room—your room—in your mind.

The wall rumbled as the door shimmered into view, the ornate detailing snaking its way through the stonework. Ominis had turned towards the sound with a frown.

"Hogwarts has more secrets than the Undercroft," you smiled cryptically. "Come with me."

Ominis followed you as you pushed open the door, stepping into the large atrium. You had spent so many hours here, even slept here on occasion, decorating it to your tastes and laying it out practically for your schoolwork. The warm golden sun poured in through the ceiling, illuminating your plants in the centre potting tables as the cauldrons at the potions station bubbled away softly. Ominis stood just inside the door, taking in the ambience, and you waited for his reaction.

"Where are we?"

"It's called the Room of Requirement, or the Come-and-Go room. It takes the shape of whatever you need it to, and I needed a place to catch up on my studies. It's…expanded a little since then. Can I…give you a tour?" you ask nervously.

Ominis nodded and held out his hand. "I'd like that."

You placed his hand on your forearm and led him to the potting table, steering clear of the venomous tentacula, describing all the plants you had raised. Ominis' hands glided over the Dittany and Mallowsweet, pinching the leaves in between his fingers and breathing in the syrupy scent with a small smile on his face.

"No wonder you're so advanced in Herbology, I'm a little jealous."

"You're welcome to come here whenever you'd like," you said a little too quickly.

Ominis' smile widened and you blushed and looked away, walking over to the potions station.

"What are you brewing?" Ominis asked.

"Mostly Wiggenweld but occasionally Edurus and Focus potions," you replied, peering into a cauldron at the bright green healing potion.

You looked back at Ominis and noticed that his eyebrows were knit together.

"Should I be concerned that you regularly need a stash of healing and defensive potions?" he asked.

The hand on your arm tightened its grip on you and his thumb ran over the material of your robe. The gesture made your heart skip a beat as you looked up at him.

"Nothing I can't handle. Come on, I haven't shown you the best part."

"There's more?" he asked, laughing.

"Much more," you said, leading him through the arched glass door of your central vivarium.

You squinted into the hazy sunshine, peering over the meadow towards the tree line and spotted a group of kneazles. Mooncalves were playing happily near the crystal water and the puffskeins were rolling around merrily in the wildflowers in front of you, chirruping softly. Ominis took a sharp breath, his mouth agape.

"Sit with me?" you asked tentatively.

Ominis knelt down, running his fingers through the blades of grass before sitting with his legs crossed, tilting his head towards the sun.

"I won't pretend to understand the magic involved, but it is fantastic," he said.

"The room just knew I needed somewhere to keep magical creatures safe from poachers."

"Creatures?"

His question was apparently a cue for your more exuberant puffskein to make an appearance—Puck, the little brown and white ball of fur had rolled over to his feet and was frantically trying to climb onto his lap. Ominis recoiled at the intrusion, pushing him away and holding him at arm's length.

"It's just a puffskein," you said, giggling at the sight.

"Yes, I can feel the tongue," he replied, flinching as Puck lapped at his face.

"I think he likes you, Ominis."

"I'm not sure the feeling is mutual," he said, though his lips were upturned in an unmistakable smile as Puck succeeded in rolling into his lap. "I'm sure Sebastian wasn't too keen on being slobbered on either."

"I haven't shown this place to Sebastian," you replied, biting your lip. 

Ominis lazily stroked the furry ball in front of him with a smile on his lips, as you lapsed into silence, enjoying the sounds and smells of the meadow.

-

Ominis had been spending more and more time in the Room of Requirement, with and without you. He told you that he found the place intellectually stimulating and an educational opportunity though you thought this wasn't strictly true—whilst he was interested in your potions, plants and beasts, he seemed to enjoy spending his time sitting in the wildflower meadow with Puck, reading and lazily stroking the affectionate puffskein.

For reasons you couldn't quite articulate, you hadn't shown Sebastian your secret yet, which was slightly unfair, you had to admit. The opportunity to come clean came a few weeks later, when Sebastian came pacing into the common room looking agitated.

"Have you seen Ominis?" he said, running a hand through his hair.

"No, maybe he's in the Undercroft?" you replied, looking up from your book.

"I just came from there. I need to find him, it's urgent," he said, his dark eyes fixed on you.

You sighed, closing your book. "I think I know where he might be."

Sebastian followed you to the deserted corridor, raising an eyebrow and watched you close your eyes. He jumped back as the door revealed itself, staring in wonder at the previously blank wall.

"Huh. I thought I had you all figured out, Hogwarts," he muttered.

You could tell he was irritated that you'd kept this place a secret from him, but he was soon distracted by the wonder of the room as soon as he stepped inside.

"What is this place?" he asked, awestruck.

"Somewhere Professor Weasley told me not to show anyone," you smirked.

"And yet here Ominis is," he said.

You blushed and shrugged apologetically. "He's probably in there," you said, pointing to the large vivarium.

You left the two boys to their business, walking around the potting table and inspecting the plants, snipping off leaves and carrying them over to your potions station. Your latest batch of Wiggenweld was ready for decanting. You'd just finished pouring the last of the liquid into a glass bottle when the vivarium door swung open and Sebastian and Ominis stepped out.

Sebastian glanced between you and Ominis, then tore his gaze away to sweep the room one last time before walking towards the door to the castle.

"I'll expect a tour another time," he said with a smile.

You gave him a small wave and turned to Ominis, who was leaning against the potting table.

"Do I want to know what urgent business he had with you?" you asked, perching next to him.

"Is that what he told you? I suspect he just wanted to know where I've been disappearing off to," he replied with a smile.

You snorted and shook your head. "I was going to show him, soon. I just wanted to show you first. Do you think this makes us even for me intruding on your Undercroft?"

"You didn't intrude, not really," he said.

"Really? Because I recall you threatening to have me expelled," you said, only meaning to tease him but he looked down and frowned.

"I apologise for that day. That was needlessly unkind," he replied, his hand sliding along the edge of the table to find you.

You took his hand and he laced his fingers between yours and smiled.

"You're forgiven," you whispered, laying your head on his shoulder.

[ghost-in-the-hall]

Kinktober Day 4: Bondage (Mountain x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 4 of Kinktober! I love my big boys, Mountain is absolutely divine in every way, this was so fun I hope you enjoy! 🖤

WARNINGS: 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, ADULT CONTENT, Bondage, soft dom Mountain, praise, fingering, pussy eating, multiple orgasms, size kink if you squint, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare, Fem! Reader, AFAB! Reader, use of good girl, swearing, I think that's it, let me know if I missed any!

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You squealed at the feeling of Mountain's enormous hands sliding over the curve of your ass, you pulled the collar of his shirt to bring him closer for another kiss. You sat straddling his lap, the movie you had put on long forgotten background noise as the two of you made out in his dimly lit quarters. You hum seductively as you roll your hips against the growing bulge in his pants, earning a soft groan from your partner. "Someone's getting excited." You giggle, wiggling your hips in a way that makes Mountain's breath audibly catch.

"Can you blame me?" He asks, his eyes dark with lust. He gives your ass a gentle squeeze, hungrily eyeing you. His lips trail over your neck, the feeling of his hot breath against your skin causing you to shiver. "You always make it so fucking hard to keep my hands off you Sunbeam." He groans. You moan softly as he nips at your skin, taking his time to stop and leave a trail of dark love bites in his wake. "Such a pretty little thing you are, and you're all mine." He remarks with a pleased sigh. You squeak as he effortlessly flips you underneath him, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Your hands slip under the hem of his shirt, your fingers gently running over the soft skin of his stomach with familiarity. You smile against his lips as you trace down his happy trail, the metal button of his jeans cold against your fingertips. He pulls back slightly with a chuckle. "Now who's excited, hm?" You couldn't help but blush at his teasing tone.

"I want you." You whined, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

"So impatient Sunbeam." He pretends to pout. "How am I supposed to have any fun with you?" Despite his playful demeanor it was importable to miss the mischievous glint in his eye. He gently caresses your face, his claws sharp as he holds your chin in his hand. "If only there was some way to ensure you keep your hands to yourself." He pretends to think. You feel your heart start to beat faster, looking up at him seductively.

"Any ideas, Mount?" A smile slowly spreads across your face as you feel a vibe start to wind its way around your ankle.

"Maybe one." He admits coyly. "Sunbeam?"

"Green light." You chirp.

"Remind me of our safe word." He instructs with a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Cosmos." You smile.

"Good girl," he grins down at you. "Let me know if any of these get too tight, sweetness." Mountain focuses, using his Earth Ghoul magic to cause vines to grow in his room. They wrapped around your wrists and ankles at a tantalizing pace. Seemingly satisfied with his work, Mountain asks you one more time for your color before getting started. His hand ghosts over the inside of your thigh, the tiny shorts you had on giving him unrestricted access to your soft, pillowy skin. You couldn't stop a shiver from running down your spine as his lips brushed over your leg, placing delicate kisses everywhere he could reach. He pushes up your shirt, kissing a trail up your stomach, in between the valley of your breasts, and over your collarbones. He removes your clothes as much as he can in your restrained position causing you to laugh. His eyes meet yours, both of your faves cracking into bright smiles as you giggled together.

"It doesn't need to come off, it just needs to be out of the way." He reminds you of his usual mantra whenever you are tied up, both of you are too impatient to take the time to remove your clothes. "You look so pretty all spread out for me." He coos with a sharp smile.

"Can I kiss you?" You ask softly. Mountain obliges instantly, leaning down so his lips could meet yours. You nipped at his bottom lip, he chuckled at your playfully defiant action. Kisses trail along your jawline as he runs his massive paws over your exposed torso. Mountain's hands were warm, a delightful contrast to his slightly chilly room, as they massaged the muscles in your thighs. Your back instinctually arches off the bed aa his hot breath fans over your chest. You could tell from his slow, languid movements that he was planning on taking his time with you, planning on driving you almost to the brink of insanity before fully enveloping you in pleasure only he could provide. He drags a claw through the valley of your breasts, tracing along one of their curves before taking it in his hand. You moan softly as Mountain gently pinches the sensitive bundle of nerves between his fingers. You squirm against the restraints, trying to push your body further into his, desperate to touch him.

"My poor baby." Mountain chuckles, pushing your hips down into the bed as he drops his mouth to your breast. You gasp at the feeling of his tongue swirling around your nipple, soothing the dull ache from his fingers. He pulls off of you with a soft pop, blowing softly on the damp flesh causing you to whine at the sensation. "I hate to break it to you, Sunbeam, but you have a long night ahead of you if you're already this worked up." He returned to assaulting your senses, delighted by the soft cries that fell from your lips as he covered your body in love bites. He squeezes your thigh, fingers trailing up the inside of your leg until he is aggravatingly close to your soaked core before moving them away again.

"So mean, Mounty." You pout, knowing your attempts were futile.

"Uh-uh, little one," he tuts, grabbing your face in his hand. "You know you're not going to get rewarded acting like that." His threat only caused you to become more aroused. He smirked as he watched you try and pull your legs together, desperate for any type of contact. He situates himself between your legs, sliding his arms around your hips to keep you exactly where he wanted you. He places sloppy, open mouthed kisses to your bare skin, alternating with a few bites here and there to ensure no area was left unmarked. You cry out as he licks one firm, long stripe over your clit without warning, your back arching off the bed as he still held your hips completely still. Mountain let's out an obscene groan as the taste of you coats his tongue. Your eyes meet his, the sight of his blown pupils making his normally warm brown gaze pitch black as his senses are entirely consumed by you. He doesn't hesitate before diving back in, one taste of you alone enough to drive him over the edge. He roughly sucks your clit into his mouth, drawing various shapes over the bud with his skilled tongue. Your first instinct was to reach down and tangle your fingers in his hair, only to be snapped back in place by the wines that held your wrist. Mountain growled, your focus returned to him with a whine. You knew that look he had. That look meant that you're not going anywhere until he's finished with you. He teased your entrance with his fingers, humming against you as he felt how utterly soaked you were. "So pretty, my Sunbeam." He lays his head on your pillowy thigh, your arousal dripping off his chin. He drank in the sight of you; your face flushed, your hair sprawled haphazardly across the pillows, your chest rapidly rising and falling as you tried to slow your breathing, Mountain couldn't remember a time when you had looked more beautiful.

"Mounty," you whine, "please."

"Have you been good, Sunbeam?" You nod, his sharp fangs glint in the soft light. He notices tears of frustration pricking at the corners of your eyes. He sunk his long fingers into you, you keened at the sudden fullness, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He watches your expression carefully as he gives you a few preliminary pumps, prepping you to take all of his massive length. He presses one of his large hands flat against your pelvis, allowing him to assault the soft spot inside you that had your vision going black around the edges.

“Mountain.” You sob his name as you feel pleasurable pressure building in your core. You strained against the vines that held you in place. Mountain’s praise crackled like static in your ears as your climax ripped through you, you screamed in pure ecstasy as his fingers fucked you through your high. Mountain was an absolute master at his craft. Expertly tipping you over the edge repeatedly until he reduced you to a sobbing, writing mess beneath him.

You feel his thumb run softly over your bottom lip, puffy from a mixture of his ferocious kisses and you biting at it to attempt, and fail, to keep quiet. “My beautiful Sunbeam, you look just about spent.” He chuckles, caressing the side of your face. You sleepily shake your head.

“Not until you’re satisfied.” You try your best to wink at him, both of you a mess of flustered giggles. You feel the vines loosen around your wrists and ankles, Mountain carefully massages each spot, checking to make sure you’re alright.

“Think you have one more in you, love bug?” You hum softly, reaching out and finally taking your lover in your arms. Your voice cracks in a moan as he eases himself into you. “Fuck you feel so good.” He groans, placing a kiss on your forehead. Your fingers tangle into his hair, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as he slowly fucks you. Mountain was a moaning mess in seconds, repeatedly telling you how good you felt and how well you were taking him. You pressed soft kisses to the side of his face, your soft gasps only edging his own climax closer. He was so gentle with you, a sharp contrast from the man who just had you cumming on his tongue and fingers for the past hour. His pace slowly increased until his hips suddenly stuttered to a stop, you moan at the feeling of him finishing inside of you. You hiss slightly as he pulls out of you. Mountain collapses on the bed next to you, opening his arms for you. “Come here Sunbeam, I’ll help you clean up in a minute. You nuzzled into his warm chest, the smell of warm musk and damp earth filling your nose. Mountain strokes your hair as he holds you close to him, you find yourself completely relaxed as you listen to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “I love you sweetheart.”

“I love you more, Mount.” You smile up at him.

“I love you most.”

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Need to know if I'm not the only one who thinks Vergil is into femdom? Like, he just seems like he'd be into that-

I would write some small scenario type thing but I am not good at writing femdom XD All I know is that Vergil definitely wants a woman to come show him how it's done ;⁠)

-🐉

OH,,??? I ACTUALLY HSD A FEW THIUGHTS ON THIS NOT TOO LONG AGO… KISSES UR FOREHEAD… UR COOKING ITS OKAY

cw: nsfw

no because laik i SEE whatchu mean.. zont get me wrong, his obsession with power DOESS tend to get in the way and influence more dominant traits—but on the chance that he MANAGES to CALM thee fuck deown on his lil hunt, there’s zefinitely some underlying desire to get absolutely FOLDED IN HALF by a woman

at first he’s a lil hesitant abt revealing such a thing;; he has never quite been stripped of power like that or in general really! you’ll probably have to do a lot of convincing before he actually ever lets you take the reins,, and— hey!! are you being gentle?? stop that, he doesn’t need your dumb reassuring words, he’s not made of glass yu kno >:(!!! fucker is a pretty demanding sub…

but he quickly shuts up when you shove your fingers in his mouth. that’s new—he’s stumped, doesn’t know what to do or how to react, until you tell him to suck.

it’s ridiculous, it’s unbecoming of a son from the sparda bloodline—and yet he proceeds to suck on your wedding and middle finger, coating your digits in his warm saliva. he may gag a few times, but he’ll do his best to stifle the sounds, not wanting to appear as if he couldn’t take something as simple as your fingers down his throat.

..the weakness vergil feels as of now is a different type. not the familiar type where the need to fight back in order to survive is triggered. instead, it’s something intoxicating. even if his eyes get a bit watery, even if his breaths grow staggered, there is something so safe about you, it makes his entire mind go muddy and his body pliant.

have you casted some type of magic on him? is that why he feels the need to obey your every word? he doesn’t even realize he's laying on his back as you thrust your pussy onto his face, using his tongue as a dildo and tugging at his hair to redirect him as if he were a misbehaving, leashed canine.

how humiliating. but the most common betrayal is that of the body—his cock stirring at how you treat him so carelessly, the blush-red tip already drooling. you taunt him, and while he usually has some sort of comeback at the ready, his words fall flat this time, rather using his tongue to savor the taste of your dripping cunt.

…once the time finally arrives, vergil isn’t sure if he should or shouldn’t feel proud at how he manages to take the strap-on so easily, his cock jolting at the slightest of movements. his asshole clenches around the silicone, hair in disarray much like the rest of him.

slap his ass until the mark of your hand can be seen in a faint red, dig your nails into his thighs until you pierce the skin and draw droplets of blood. it’ll coerce a few groans and grunts out of him, growls being the most prominent sound apart from panting.

watching you thrust so ruthlessly into his asshole with your breaths fanning his face, your voice murmuring faux jeers, whilst the fake cock forces itself into his depths time and time again—is just enough for vergil to grunt out your name with a wavering tone, squeezing his eyes shut as pain and pleasure blur together. he lets out the tiniest gasp when your hands force his head back, prompting him to arch his back like the common street whore.

vergil’s cock spurts out thick ropes of cum, each falling onto his rapidly rising and falling stomach and chest. he’s somewhat dizzy, in disbelief that he could actually let someone take control of him like that.

there is, however, no repulsion.

he feels you move again, your lips suggesting—No, promising— the gift of a collar around his neck with your name on it. your other hand goes to his throat to provide a demonstration of the future collar’s strength, slowly and carefully cutting off a safe amount of his oxygen with your grip.

…vergil opens his eyes, and his cock hardens and twitches with need once more.

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UWA HELL I GOT CARRIED AWAYUHHMM.. can u tell i am super passionate abt vergil….;;

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Mario x Mermaid AU

Takes a little bit of inspiration from The Little Mermaid. Contains some Mareach and (platonic) brotherly love.

PREMISE

🐚 Mario and Luigi are merman who live in the seas of the Mushroom Kingdom. Their father, Pio, the strongest and most magic equipped of their family, has always forbid the brothers from going to the surface.

🐚 "The beings above have their own concerns. And neither do they care for ours. Our worlds are not meant to co-exist."

🐚 But Mario especially has always had an interest in the surface, and along with his brother Luigi, loves to explore old shipwrecks, collect objects from the surface that they have no idea what they are but they are cool, and playing in the various small coves on the beaches of the Mushroom Kingdom.

🐚 One day while having one of these bonding moments, the brothers notice a ship coming in, and swim up closer to investigate. Luigi is hesitant to go any further, but Mario is curious about the celebration on board. It turns out it's a birthday party for the Mushroom Kingdom's princess, Peach.

🐚 The moment Mario sees her, he's instantly entranced by her. She's the most beautiful being he has ever seen. And her voice is almost like a siren call.

🐚 Mario dares to get closer, and happens to eavesdrop on a conversation between Peach and her supervisor, Toadsworth. Peach is quite worried as a threat from the sea, the sea monster Bowser, is starting to show itself, and Peach is certain this monster wants to claim her kingdom.

🐚 Suddenly the party is interrupted by the arrival of a thunder storm. It proves to be stronger than the surface dwellers realise, and very soon the ship is overpowered and is forced to retreat.

🐚 In the chaos, Peach tries to rescue a toad subject who is about to fall in, but is thrown overboard herself. Without even thinking, Mario dives after her, with Luigi yelling after him. He pulls her unconscious body up to the surface, and swims with all the strength he has to get her to safety.

🐚 Mario manages to get the princess to a nearby beach, and stays with her until the storm subsides. During this time, he notes about how kind she was to put her subjects before herself, reflected so much in her beauty that he can't seem to draw his eyes away from...

🐚 Soon after Luigi shows up (after an almost panic induced meltdown for his brother!).

🐚 "She's so beautiful, Luigi...", Mario whispers, his eyes not leaving Peach. Luigi looks at his brother. He knows that look his older brother has. And he's both happy, and worried for him.

🐚 Just as Peach begins to wake up, the brothers hear the cries of her subjects looking for her, and quickly dive back into the sea before they are spotted.

🐚 "Princess!", Toadsworth pants, nearly beside himself. "Are you right?!"

🐚 "Oh Toadsworth...", says Peach. "A man...rescued me. He was so kind to me..."

🐚 Toadsworth and her subjects take her away to be tended to, and meanwhile Mario is on cloud nine. He drifts through the sea in a goofy daze, and Luigi smirks as he takes in the look on his brother's face.

🐚 "You're in love with her 😏", he says. Mario blushes and tells him that he's wrong!

🐚 Returning to their home, the brothers arrive to find everyone in a state of panic. The sea monster Bowser has been seen nearby, and appears to be making its way to the surface.

🐚 Mario's heart freezes, for he realises that Bowser is heading to the Mushroom Kingdom - just like Peach said!

🐚 He tells his father that they needs to go up to the surface and save them. Pio refuses, not wanting his family, and especially his sons, to get involved. But then he realises...

🐚 "There is another...", Pio says, voice shaking.

🐚 "You cannot be with them", Pio says firmly before Mario can speak. "There is nothing we can do. And don't you dare bring your brother with you. You've dragged him into this obsession long enough! Don't you dare hurt him any more!"

🐚 Mario is hurt, and flees from the room before anyone can see his tears. Luigi follows, and finds Mario frustrated and broken over what to do. He wants to help so bad, but like his father said, he can't risk putting anyone on danger, especially his brother.

🐚 After everyone is asleep, Mario sneaks out to think things over, and runs into a sea witch called Kammy.

🐚 "You want to save those on the surface, right?", asks Kammy. "I can help you with that."

🐚 Mario is not foolish, but he is desperate to help Peach and the Mushroom Kingdom in any way he can. He follows Kammy to her cave, and she proposes a plan: If Mario can give up a part of himself, then she will turn him into a human so he can walk on the surface and meet Peach.

🐚 Thus, Mario makes a brash decision to try and save the Mushroom Kingdom, and the seas...

[liivzen]

Sweet delights (Buggy x Shy!reader)

word count~ 1,150

warnings: oral(fem receiving), fingering, drugging? (kinda idk its like a sex drug or whateva)

authors note~ sorry this is getting out late, ya girl got busy with college and reading this very lovely ghost fic :) I somewhat edited and proofread but i guarantee i missed shit, so very sorry if i did. this miiiiight have a pt. 2 but idk yet, but enjoy <3

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You and buggy had always had a fun and imaginative relationship. You guys explored lots of things when it came to sexual desires. Lots can be done with a man you can physically separate parts of his body. That’s not what y’all were doing right now though.

When buggy had tortured some of his captives, he had some fun ways of doing so. Sometimes those fun ways were brought into the bedroom with y’all . One of which is where you found yourself currently all tied up in.

You were on the bed you shared with Buggy, your wrist tied to the headboard of the bed, staring at the clown himself at the foot of the bed. The way he was looking at you made it feel as if you were completly naked even though you were wearing one of his old shirts and a pair of panties.

“Aww, dont be gettin on shy on me now baby.” He smiled at you while circling to the side of the bed.

You felt very vunrable in this postions, legs closed, blushing and looking away from him. He wanted you too look at him though, he grabbed your your chin and made you look at him.

“Baby, how many times have I told you not to shy away from me?” He asked looking into your eyes and caressing your cheek.

“A lot of times.” You mumble quietly.

“So why do you keep doing it hm?” He ask, this time putting his thumb over your lip.

“I dunno.” You mumble again.

He doesnt respond to that, letting go of your face and walking to grab something from the nightside table. You watch him walk back with what looks like some kind of chocolate in his hands. You look up at him with a questioning gaze.

“This baby, is something that should make you feel very nice after a little bit. Open up.” He taps your chin, wanting you to open your mouth. Trusting him you do so. The chocolate taste normal, nice and soft, melting over our tongue. After a few chews the choclate is all gone and you open up your mouth and stick out your tongue, showing Buggy you had finished the chocolate.

“Good girl.” He smiles down at you, moving to climb onto the bed.

Buggy crawled to where your legs were crossed, placing his hand on your knee gripping it with quite a bit of force. Wanting to have what little big of control you still had since your hands were tied up, you squeezed them even harder together.

“Oh baby we aren't playing this kinda game. Open them.” His tone dripping with authority.

You listen and slowly part your legs. You turn your head to the side, embarrassed that he’s now looking straight at the wet spot that is currently drenched into the cotton of your panties. Buggy doesn’t say anything though, taking this moment to trail his hands up onto your thighs, keeping your legs spread for him.

“Looks like my treat is already working its magic.” Buggy smiles up at you. You're not really sure what he was talking about, you only felt a bit of a tingly feeling starting to bloom down there.

Buggy hooked his fingers around the side of your panties, pulling them slowly down your legs. Once they reached past your foot, he stuffeed them in the pocket of his pants. After doing that, he slid his hand back up to your spread thighs, slowly massaging as he went. All while he was doing this, you could feel yourself starting to feel very hot and breathless, your thoughts slowly becoming very fogged.

“You just sit and relax baby, I think you’re going to enjoy this show.” Buggy giggled up at you, hooking his arms around your thighs and pushing down on your stomach, making sure you stay still.

Buggy licked one long strip from the bottom of your cunt, stopping at your clit and sucking it. This made you throw your head back and pull at the ropes currently tied to your wrist. Buggy smiled at this, moving down to lick down on your cunt. You could feel his tongue moving in all sorts of ways, making all sorts of sounds come out of your mouth. At this point you think the whole town could hear what was going on in the room.

Buggy moved one of his from pushing on your stomach to down at your clit, moving in small but efficient circles. While doing so you could feel his tongue move to your hole, starting to push into you. This made you clench around his tongue and squirm around saying his name.

“Bug-“ Is all you could get out before he did one big thrust with his tongue, making you choke on your words. This makes Buggy pull away from your cunt.

“Aw, getting choked up sweetheart?” He grins at you. You couldn't respond to him, just staring at him breathlessly. He goes back down to devouring you, this time adding his fingers to the mix. He went to sucking on your clit, pushing two fingers into your cunt. This starts to push you over the edge, feeling your stomach starting to clinch up.

“Buggy I’m-“ You start to breathe out. Buggy doesn't really listen, continuing to suck and abuse your cunt. This sets you over the edge. You clench over Buggies fingers, throwing your head back and letting out a moan that you definitely know everyone could hear. Buggy pulled away from your clit, continuing to finish out your high with his fingers.

“There we go baby, all nice and easy.” He mumbles into your cunt while you start collecting your breath.

Buggy moves back from your cunt, setting back on his hunches. You felt all little with him staring at you, your juices gleaming on his chin in the little bit of moonlight coming in through the windows. You turn your head to the side, face heating up. He doesn't like that though, bending down and grabbing your face and making you look at him.

“You can’t keep looking away from me baby, don't you like lookin at me?” He questions you, keeping his face so close that his big red nose touches your nose. When you nod your head, he smiles, pushing your cheeks together and puckering your lips. His lips meet yours before your thoughts could even catch up with you. He doesn't waste any time forcing his tongue into your mouth, making you taste yourself mixing with both of your guys saliva. When Buggy pulled away, he grinned at you and blushing your face. when he sat back on his hunches he made a reach for his belt, which you gave a confused look at to him for. He saw your face and just tilted his head and whispered,

“What? You thought we were done baby?”