#(Also always feel free to submit a request!)

[chazchaschad]

something tells me this is not the optimal way to travel

[konoa-t]

Alright, the queue is finally cleared out! I just wanna take this moment to say THANK YOU SO MUCH for all of your requests!! I wasn’t expecting so many people to show interest in my initial post, so I’m very flattered that you all came over to submit a character! I greatly enjoyed drawing so many unique OCs, and look forward to making you all happy with even more content!!

[gloomwitchwrites]

What If 141... "tell me you need me" and/or " I don't want you to stop"

Okay. Okay okay okay okay. When I first read this prompt, I genuinely thought I would write something really sweet and soft. But I also have free will. I am an independent individual. I make the choices here. Are they sweet? Yes. Are they soft? A bit. Is this mostly spice? Yes. Yes it is. I will not ask forgiveness.

Presented in four double drabbles.

For the masterlist and how to submit your own request, click HERE

Task Force 141 x Female Reader

Content & Warnings (per the warnings MDNI): swearing, non-descriptive sex, praise, fluff, established relationship, suggestive themes

Word Count: 800

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John Price

“Say it, love. I want to hear you say it.”

Everything in you is buzzing. It is loud, as if a hive of bees dwells beneath your skin. Each touch John gives you is electric. A zing of pleasure that rockets outward until the tips of your fingers and toes tingle.

“You don’t play fair,” you whine, sinking against him, surrendering to his touch.

“Never do,” he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe.

You reach up to touch him, to hook your arm around the back of his neck. You need to anchor yourself before you fall over the edge. His fingers are expert things, moving in little circles between your legs. It is agony. And so very sweet.

John seizes your wrist. Brings your arm back to your side.

“No,” he says. “You can’t have that yet.”

“Why not?”

John’s lips brush against your throat. “Tell me you need me. Say it and I’ll give you what you want.” He lightly bites. “Promise.”

You swallow hard. The words are forming, but they are only air. Slipping away with each stroke of his fingers.

John pauses. And that sets you off instantly.

“I need you, John,” you gasp.

“That’s my girl.”

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Kyle’s fingers thread lightly through your hair. It’s a gentle touch. One that sends a shiver through you.

Your hands roam, touching everywhere. There is skin beneath your fingers. It is taut, slick with water from the shower. Kyle is warm too like a good blanket. You could wrap yourself up in him.

Kyle returns to your hair, working in the shampoo. You close your eyes and sink into the feeling. He has one arm around your waist as if you’ll run off.

“Don’t stop,” you moan. “That feels good.”

Kyle’s soft laugh comes from behind you, and then he guides you under the spray, washing away the shampoo.

“Need to get the rest of you,” he purrs, those strong hands of his grasping your waist, spinning you around to face him. “Where should I start first?”

He traces one finger along your jaw and down the side of your throat only to descend to collarbone and the curve of your breast. He goes lower. Lower still.

You grasp his wrist, arching into his touch.

“Here?” he asks with a smug smile.

You’re needy. And his hand between your legs is bliss.

“I don’t want you to stop,” you reply.

John "Soap" MacTavish

“Oh. Fu—fuck, love. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Johnny groans loudly above you, his head tilted back in ecstasy. Behind you, the television is on but the sound is muted. It bathes the bedroom in a blueish glow. Johnny isn’t paying attention, and you’re not either.

You are settled between his legs, your mouth full of him.

This is a craving. A vice. Johnny is always the one giving. He loves to do it. Loves to shower you with affection and as much pleasure as you can handle. But you have the control now. You’re the one making him squirm. Making him writhe and whimper.

It’s lovely this feeling. The power is perfect.

No wonder Johnny loves doing this so much.

He groans again, the arm next to his side, fist clenched. His other hand rises, and tentatively brushes against your scalp. Johnny’s eyes are closed. You’re not sure if he even knows what he’s doing.

“I don’t want you to stop,” he says, almost absently, as if speaking to the air.

You continue. Tasting.

His hand against your scalp strengthens, fingers tangling in your hair. His grip is fierce.

“Don’t stop,” he repeats. “Don’t want you to stop.”

Simon "Ghost" Riley

“That’s not what you say. You know this, love.”

Simon grasps your chin between thumb and forefinger. He squeezes slightly, tipping upward. You are unable to look away. Unable to move. Those dark eyes with pale eyelashes drive a spear through your heart every time.

It’s maddening.

You lick your lips and Simon follows the movement. He examines your mouth, and then his thumb brushes against the underside of your bottom lip. It sends a little shiver through you. Simon is powerful. Strong. He could easily break you, and yet he can be so gentle.

“I’m not gonna ask again.” Simon draws you closer and leans forward as if to kiss you. He doesn’t though, simply holds there, awaiting an answer.

He won’t give you what you’re seeking just yet. Not until you say the magic words.

“Tell me you need me,” he murmurs.

That is all Simon wants. To be desired. To be needed. He loves to hear it from your lips, especially like now when the two of you are tangled in each other. Other times, it’s simple things like reaching something on the top shelf.

And you will tell him.

You always do.

“I need you, Simon.”

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[xazse]

im begging anyone LITERALLY ANYONE to write any sort of wanderer x reader x xiao love triangle (either poly amorous or not), i love thinking about what their impressions of each other would be and how they would go about trying to one up the other guy (since i feel like there would be an intense feeling of rivalry between the two)!!

I know you JUST submitted this but I had to write abt this. Dont worry to my other requests I will get to you my loves!

FEM!READER WITH BOOBS

Xiao and Scaramouche don’t really get along when it comes to you, they’re always at each others throat about who gets to be balls deep in you or who gets your pretty lips wrapped around their cocks.

They make it a habit to get you alone, Xiao not very talkative will seduce you with his actions: bringing you whatever you want or making you whatever you want, anything to get you in the mood.

Scaramouche just outright declared what he wants, he wants you on your knees, back arched and ready to go? He’ll immediately let you know. He wants you to jerk him off right in the living room, not caring about how loud his moans are.

Scaramouche makes it a habit to lock the bedroom door anytime he’s managed to get you alone. Who cares if Xiao comes knocking at the door speaking about how much he needs you, ignore him!

Xiao doesn’t play like he does, he’s a bit sweeter and more mature, if he gets you alone he’ll let Scaramouche in but won’t allow him your cunt, thats fair at least in his eyes.

One day they’re both messily kissing all over you, saliva decorating your skin creating a thin layer. Kuni is inbetween your thighs, sucking on your nipples or has been for the past couple of minutes, Xiao is underneath you, holding you softly and attacking your neck, you can feel both their throbbing lengths pulsing against you, so needy and all for you.

Xiao maneuvers his hands to pull his underwear down just a little to free his thick cock, you can’t see with Scaramouche blocking your view but you know he’s dribbling lots of precum, you’ve been insistent that you needs lots of prep for what reason they don’t know.

He’s stroking himself slowly, not wanting to cum early, he’s been begging to cum inside all day, so has kuni, you know if you let one go before the other it’ll cause issues so you’ll take both of them just to not hear bickering all night.

You urge Scara to take his cock out as well, a little clouded and with lusty eyes he takes out his veiny long cock, also beginning to stroke himself. Impatient as he is, he hurriedly rips off your panties: you’ll definitely scold him for that later.

He says he can’t wait any longer and begs for your permission, you give him a nod and he’s already pushing the blunt tip in your wet hole, you can hear Xiao already needily whining in protest but you’re quick to grab his cock at an awkward position and push his cock in as well.

They’re both taken aback but don’t ask you to stop, the feeling of their cocks brushing up against one another definitely isn’t unwanted, this paired with your gummy walls feels so fucking good. They can both feel each other cocks twitching which in turn makes for some pretty noise leave their lips. You aren’t fairing any better, feeling full and also amazing, your head lulls to the side, Xiao takes it upon himself to decorate your face with kisses.

When they start moving it’s just a different story, they move in tandem, thick cocks creating friction and making you wetter by the second, your cunt clamps down on them every interval.

You can all really feel each other, every stroke provides you lot with more and more ecstasy, Xiao is the first to cum with a Loud yelp that settles into a low cry, Scaramouche is still pushing and dragging his cock along your walls and Xiao’s cock. He realizes that he can’t pull out until Kuni finishes, so he’s stuck whining and biting your ear until then. Scaramouche rubs your soaked clit in fast circles, admiring how you twitch and fumble around as your body accepts what’s about to happen.

He also pries your thighs all the way open, still fucking into you until that familiar spasm in his stomach signals to himself that he’s dumping his thick load right into you. Still rubbing your clit you cum but not without squirting just a tiny bit, it’s still something.

They both manage to pull out, Xiao is out like a light and Scara flops beside you on the bed, open mouthed panting and already opening his mouth to brag about how he made you squirt, they both did but you won’t ruin his high just yet.

[hattersarts]

COMMISSIONS ARE CLOSED! Thank you

Hello i am opening up a few commission slots! You have until the 1st December to send me an email. After sending me an email you will receive a reply with an answer within 72 hours. If you’d like to discuss anything with me beforehand please feel free to dm/email me.

I will be taking a smaller batch than usual this round as holidays are coming up and thats always a busy period out of work for me!

Will these be available before Christmas? if you are towards the start of the queue there is a good chance it will be however i am not willing to guarantee any date to be done by so the answer is, maybe! but do not count on it.

how to submit and dos and don't below cut:

dos: nudity, kissing, heavy making out, ocs, fanart, gore. donts: heavy mecha posing: Please feel free to give me a general feel of the pose/expression(s) you would like, i.e if its a couple you’d like them to kiss or be cuddling or if you have any relationship dynamics or personalities you’d like me to know about please include it. extra characters: animals do not count as extra characters so feel free to include pets! private commissions: I reserve the right to charge 25% on top if you require to keep your commission private

>NEW< references: i will work with written only references but this will include a $30 fee (as i will need to exploratory sketches of the character). the minimum visual reference i need is hair style photo + face claim + outfit parts, this would not incur the fee.

HOW TO SUBMIT: commission requests can be sent to hemmoulton@gmail.com with the subject heading ‘Commission Dec 24′ containing the below list:

> the type of commission

> as many correct visual reference of all parts of character you have. If you do not have a full reference please see references note above about price. (please no .zip files, imgur galleries or drive/dropbox links much prefered)

> character’s personality (not backstory) are they cheerful, serious, playful, etc.

> the age(s) the character(s) should look like and if applicable, their height(s),

> any posing ideas you might have (jobs and hobbies are also great to know!)

Full payment will be accepted upfront and via PayPal invoice that I will send upon accepting the commission. if you are UK based, lmk and we can sort out a bank transfer to avoid pp fees.

[hazashiovo]

Helloooo!! Can I request mako and bolín (seperate) being protective of their (s/o), thank you a lot<33

Ofc u can!

A/n: mako and Bolin have the most requests so far,I'm really glad tbh that people are submitting requests,keep em coming.i also added in Korra and Kuvira ,since this seems like a perfect imagine for them.

Genre: Fluff

Mako x reader, Bolin x reader, Kuvira x reader,Korra x reader (all separate)

Overprotective Lovers

Warnings: none.

Starting off with Mako,he's the kind of guy that doesn't take well to someone talking to you in some kind of mean way in front of him, especially if you're more a more naive person.

Even if you take care of yourself, he's still there making sure you're away from harms way.

If you ever get hurt or kidnapped,it's over for whoever did it, it's not like he's usually a calm person,but take away his favorite person and you got yourself a big problem to deal with.

Even when you're not exactly in danger, he's there. It's sweet really,but it can also be annoying when overdone.

You like being protected by him,but not all the time, he didn't like it when you talked to Korra, claiming since she's the avatar she would draw unnecessary attention over you and put you in complicated situations.

Of course you explain to him that you're a big girl and that you can watch over yourself,but he just can't understand it. {Sigh}.

Korra? Well she had her ups and downs. But she learned ,ok? Once you two got together ,this feeling that's she allways had grew stronger,her urge to protect you.

Of course she would blame it on the fact that she's the avatar,but really it was her being protective of you.

Even before dating her ,you knew this would draw a lot of attention to yourself, and potential enemies of the avatar would want to harm you. But that didn't stop you,after all you're free to love whoever you want even if it endangers you.

When Korra faced Amon she used to be Terrified something bad would happen to you, even her dreams would be hunted by dark images. She would see Amon preparing to take away your bending,but each time she would wake up before anything happened,in cold sweat,with you by her side.

If you're a light sleeper,you would assure her nothing happened to you,and that you're okay.

Even after she defeated Amon, more villains appeared,making Korra constantly worry about you. But one thing is sure, that she would always be there to protect you,and in case anything happens,to save you.

This boy is the most carefree of them all. He doesn't really have to worry that you would be kidnapped or hurt most of the time,but if it ever happens, either someone hurt you or something went wrong in the mission?

He's full boyfriend mode on. He wouldn't be like Korra or Mako, first thing he would do is bring you to safety, revenge not being his thing.

If you're okay ,that's what matters to him. But now if you're especially targeted by someone? He's not as chill as before. Especially since he recently learned how to lava bend, which makes him a pretty strong bender, definitely not the kind you would want to piss off by chasing around his girlfriend,nu uh.

Bolin knew it was a mistake to introduce you to his boss, Varrick.

That man would make flirty jokes with you,which always made Bolin roll his eyes and mock him quietly.

So what if he's smart and rich? You wouldn't like a prick like him.

Whenever Varrick got too close, your boy would be there to put distance between the two of you. It's not that he's jealous,but he knows how his boss is.

Yeah no. I doubt anyone would even try to threaten you while she's around.

After all the power and respect she gained, expect people to fear you just because you're with her. So mostly Kuvira doesn't have to worry that anyone is gonna try anything.

After all she made quite a name for herself.

Even so, being The Great Uniter's s/o came with it's disadvantages.

For example,if someone really wanted to hurt her,they would target you. You're her soft spot,and she knows it.

Yes,you have your personal guards picked by Kuvira herself. Just because she doesn't expect you to be attacked it doesn't mean she won't be prepared for it.

You're hers,and the world knows it.

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A/n : I really enjoyed writing this,I might make another part with different characters :)

[bunny-jpeg]

Ciao bello, how do you do? I wondered what pastry should I order as it all look so tempting. So, I'd like to indulge myself with some mille-feuille, and hard lemonade to the side, please.

the bakery menu

there's still tons more items on the menu! feel free to submit your own order, i'd love to write more! as for this lovely request, your server this afternoon with be lando norris! thank you again for the combination and i hope it serves your fancy!

mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour) served to you by lando norris (formula one)!

cw: smut/pwp, dirty talk, possessive behaviour/jealousy, missionary position, naive!reader,

lando never considered himself a jealous man. he believed that you were free to go about life as you deemed fit. he trusted you, he loved you. you were his number one fan and the love of his life.

so why did jealousy rear its ugly head when he saw you go up to max verstappen and pull him into a tight hug. in all fairness, your relationship was still new, you two were still getting to know the nitty gritty of one another. but still, how did you know max verstappen. and not on a casual level, but you beamed at him like you hadn't seen him in years.

lando strode over to see what his lovely girlfriend was doing. he was a bit perturbed how he saw how max had an arm wrapped around your shoulders and he was laughing. it was so painfully casual for the three time champion. it only made the jealousy grow deeper in lando's gut as he smiled at you.

he didn't want to scare off his perfect angel of a girlfriend.

even if she was in the arms of the devil. he took you in his grasp and hugged you tightly. even going as far as to kissed you on the forehead. he looked to max for a moment and raised his eyebrows, "honey." he said, "you should be in mclaren area, not red bull." he laughed, trying to play it all off. he patted your face with affection, but also a bit of ownership, "did you get lost?"

you shook your head, "no, landy." you held onto the front of his racing jacket and looked to him, "i wanted to see max before practice started."

lando nodded, "i see, i see." his gaze flicked to the other man, "how do you know my girlfriend, max?" he was trying his best to keep it cool. he didn't want another incident that was plastered all of the headlines for a week.

max looked to you then back to the other driver, "oh... she didn't tell you."

lando made a face, "tell me what?"

you piped up, "oh yeah! i just thought you knew, landy." you were still holding onto him, "max and i are technically childhood friends! i mean ya know, like a million years ago! remember, my dad was an engineer. he worked with max's dad!"

max said to you, "i see not a lot has changed. always forgetting the important details."

you frowned at max and let go of your boyfriend to punch the dutch driver in the arm, "hey! i'll have you know, i got my university all on my own!"

"and how many deadlines did you miss during your program?"

you wagged our finger at max, "ya know, verstappen. you're very lucky."

max seemed amused and looked to lando, "seems you pick them well, norris. i'll see you two later. good luck out there." then turned away, leaving you with your boyfriend.

lando narrowed his eyes at max, who was walking away, and then turned his attention back to you. he took his cap off and placed it on top of your head. he then placed a hand on the top of your head and said, "don't take this off."

you nodded, you looked so painfully sweet. lando knew that you wouldn't try to cheat on him. but your closeness to max had jealousy curl in his gut.

lando was happy that you kept to your word and wore his mclaren hat till you were on your way back to the hotel. he didn't see you with max for the rest of practice, but it still didn't deterred lando from being in your personal space as he kept a hand possessively on your thigh.

once you were back in the hotel room, lando's hands were all over you. his lips were to your neck and you moaned as you held onto him. you felt a heat throb between your legs as you were herded to the bedroom.

you ended up on the bed with a bounce and knew that lando wasn't going to take it slow tonight. you took off the hat but lando quickly grabbed it and put it back on your head, "wear it. you look good in it."

he then got his shirt off followed by the rest of his clothes, you did the same save for the hat which sat proudly on top of your head. you didn't think you looked good in baseball caps, but lando loved you in nothing but it.

he got between your legs, and leaned over you to grab a condom from the box on the night stand. he put it on with ease, his heart raced in his chest as he gazed at you with such love. but also much possession.

"is there any other drivers i should know about?" lando asked, "i don't want any more surprises."

"what do you mean, landy?"

"i know you two were friends, but you were all over him, love."

you looked at him curiously, "but that's how i greet all my friends."

he stroked his cock, you were so innocent sometimes. he couldn't be upset for too long (even though he barely was to begin with). he looked you in the eyes, and said, "that's how you greet all your girl friends." then placed on hand on your middle and the other on his cock as he slowly sank into your sweet hole.

"mmm, honey." you whimpered.

the warmth of your cunt against him made him shudder. he kept one hand on your stomach and the other on your hip as he started to thrust against you. he swore he could feel his cock inside of you as he bumped up into the deepest parts of you.

"fuck, babe." he groaned. he was hunched over you as he started to work your pussy. his thrusts were short and quick, the hot intensity of his movements made you feel good. he said to you, "i just want you all to myself. the one thing that the likes of max verstappen can't have."

he felt a pull in his chest for you. he just wanted you to be his forever. was that a crime? his thrusts became heavier, he could see the expressions that crossed your face. you looked perfect.

"but i'll always be yours, landy." you confessed to him with sucha sweet smile. it made his cock throb in you as he continued to rut against you.

"that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl." he groaned, "that's my girl, you're perfect. i'm sorry i'm a jealous bastard, i just don't want to lose the best thing i've ever had." he messily made out with you, keeping you pinned to the bed as he rutted against you.

his heartbeat raced in his ears as he continued to thrust in and out of you. you were so perfect for him. you were his perfect half, he loved you to the point that it made him a possessive fool.

"i'll always love you, lando. i mean it." you said with such a sweetness to your voice.

"that's what i like to hear." he said as he continued to thrust. the bed shifted under your movements and you were left feeling hot all over. the space between you was limited and you could feel him reach some of the deepest parts of you core.

you made out with him once more and met with his thrusts. you could feel your mouth growing dry and you body growing hotter. it felt good being so close to him. he was the perfect partner in every way you could think of.

the two of you made love, lando's possessive streak he had all day was slowly diminishing and the love he had for his girlfriend only bloomed. his kisses were sweet even though he pace was rather quick.

"shit, ah. lando." you whined as you felt orgasm creep up on you. the pleasure made its way through your body and left your breathless. you sloppily made out with him once more before with tensed up and came around his cock.

he broke the kiss and panted heavily as he continued to pace. both hands were now on either side of you to get better leverage to thrust up into you.

"you're so perfect, my angel. i want this cock in every way i can get it. i want you more than anything, baby." he panted as he put his all into your thrusts. the pleasure pulsed through his body as he moved against you. you felt like a dream. "so perfect." he panted heavily with a few more heavy thrusts. then he was finally able to finish inside of you. it shook him to his core and made his mind go blank for a few moments.

"lando." your voice felt far as you laid there, overstimulated and sweaty.

he gave a few more thrusts before he finished inside of you with a large groan. his pace staggered then stopped before he pulled out and laid next to you. he pulled you into his arms and gave your cheek wet kisses as you squirmed against him.

"oh, i love you so much." he said with tenderness in his voice, "you're so perfect and i want you to myself forever."

you tried to meet his lips, but kept missing due to how fast he was moving to kiss your heated skin. you eventually took him by the face and laughed, "don't worry. you already got me, honey." <3

[solangeloficawards]

solangelo fic awards 2025!

happy february! as everyone always wants to know, we totaled roughly 130+ fics this year! as the last few years, nominations are split up by post, but you can use the masterdoc for convienence! voting will close february 13th <3

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[korrasamiweek2024]

Korrasami Week Prompts

Thank you all so much for your submissions and votes!! So excited to share the winners and the finalized event schedule:

Day 1 - Sunday December 15th:

Sparring ☆ Jealousy ☆ Rivals

Day 2 - Monday December 16th:

Tattoos ☆ Bi Pride ☆ Disability

Day 3 - Tuesday December 17th:

The Beach ☆ Festival ☆ Spirit World

Day 4 - Wednesday December 18th:

Domestic ☆ Hurt/Comfort ☆ Cooking/Baking

Day 5 - Thursday December 19th:

Dancing ☆ Marriage/Wedding ☆ Poppin Bottles

Day 6 - Friday December 20th:

Band AU ☆ Bodyguard ☆ Period Piece

Day 7 - Saturday December 21st:

Car Trouble ☆ Gay Bar ☆ FREE DAY

There are three prompts to choose from each day–you can pick just one, or combine them in whatever way makes sense to you! They're meant to be inspiring, rather than restrictive. Can't wait to see what you all come up with💖

Late submissions will be accepted through January 31st!

Rules and guidelines for the event are below the cut, and as always, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!

Rules & Guidelines

1. What's allowed? Pretty much anything! Artwork, fanfiction, gifsets, headcanons, analysis/meta, memes, etc. are all welcome, as long as they're your own work and are Korrasami-focused.

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[200markies]

Requesting jisung type of boyfriend<3

　　　　jisung ♡ is the type of boyfriend to ... ⁺

jisung soft hours & headcanons. all are fictional.

pairing: park jisung x fem!reader

genre: romance, fluff

requested by anon !

author's notes: i didn't expect y'all loving the chenle soft hours post SO MUCH that someone actually requested to do a jisung one !!*#(!$ i'm so glad y'all liked it, i appreciate going onto tumblr and getting bombarded with lots of notifications :> anywayyyy, i hope y'all enjoy this jisung version (i tried brainstorming sm i'm trying to think what type of boyfriend jisung is atp)

also! i had to use a header for the pic cuz the two pics layout wasn't working TT

jisung is the type of boyfriend to be all so quiet & shy whenever he's outside or in public, whispering and talking to you softly in crowded places, but becomes flirty and affectionate towards you when he's with you at home! he loves to tell you affectionate pickup lines, making you blush whenever you two cuddle on the bed you two share.

"come here, pretty." jisung says as he reaches his hands out for you, convincing you to come to him and lay down beside him. you were too flustered to say no, as you dove to the bed and hugged him. you can feel him ruffling your hair, whispering to you as he softly whispers, "i don't care if your hair looks bad or your makeup looks bad. all that matters to me is that you're beautiful to my eyes. is that clear, pretty?"

jisung is the type of boyfriend to be very clingy once he puts his arms around you. he tries to resist the urge of not wrapping his arms around you but fails when he sees you around the apartment. just by he look on his face, it's obvious that he wants to cuddle you or snuggle up on you while you do stuff around the apartment.

"ji, not now..." you sigh as you slice vegetables on the kitchen counters, being barely able to move as he's fully latched onto you while you're trying to cook. jisung whines, shaking his head as he refuses. you sigh, trying your best to push him off as you can't move while he's hugging you tightly. "why, baby? you don't want my hugs?" he asks, pouting as he hugs you even tighter.

jisung is the type of boyfriend to spend all his free time to watch you do something. he doesn't care if he has games to play with his friends, or if he has something to do that's due tomorrow, all he wants to see is you do or play something because, according to him, he likes to watch you ace an activity. he's always your no. 1 supporter.

"ji... don't you have something to do?" you ask as you work, being concentrated and determined at the output that you'll submit later. jisung is in front of you, watching you as he shakes his head, fixing his position as his eyes are still fixated on you while you work. "i do but, i don't really care, i just wanna watch you work."

jisung is the type of boyfriend to kiss you any chance he gets. even if you're sleeping after a tired day, or even if you're doing something important. as long as he gets the urge or the chance to, his lips will land anywhere─ your lips, your knuckles, cheek, or forehead.

"adorable..." jisung mumbles, kissing your forehead 2 times as you slept on his arms peacefully after a long, tiring day. he smiles at you, taking your hand from his chest as he intertwines your fingers with his, kissing your knuckles while you sleep. "goodnight, pretty. i love you."

©️ 200markies / jyanihaes, 2024

[chilschuck]

I love your writings so much!! I was thinking if you could do some scenarios of tall-man chilchuck and reader

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ thank you so so much anon WAHHHH!!! i hope these are okay!! it’s currently almost midnight where i’m at but i wanted to get these out for you!!! us tall-man chil fans gotta have something to eat fr!!! <333

— TALL-MAN!CHILCHUCK: x gn!reader hcs.

꒰ warnings: ꒱ none, sfw + fluffy!!!

꒰ wc: ꒱ 585

✦ hope these are what you were wanting!! if not, feel free to submit another request for more tall-man chil and i will happily oblige!! :D <333

✦ Even though he wasn’t a tall-man for very long, you still found yourself enamored with him in this form. You were already smitten with Chilchuck anyways, but this was something very different to the both of you.

✦ The fact he towered over you like this made your heart beat a little faster, and once he found out his effect on you in that way, you were doomed.

✦ It started with him instead resting his head on top of yours, using his height to his advantage now. Sometimes he’d even pull you to his chest, your back to him, and laugh at the reaction you gave him. You didn’t find his teasing very amusing at first.

✦ Even so, you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his waist occasionally, nuzzling your head into his own back and causing him to jump slightly. You weren’t going to let any time you had him in this form go to waste, so you spent it giving him even more affection.

✦ Your hand sought his out any chance it could, your fingers intertwining and causing him to look up at you. All you gave him was that cheeky smile and a wink, causing him to grumble. The effect you had on him…

✦ If there was ever a time you took a moment to rest, you’d sit between his legs and just admire him. Holding his hand in yours and comparing the size, studying how broad his chest was, noticing little details like the shape of his chin… Chilchuck’s cheeks were always rosy when you gave him that kind of attention, embarrassed to be doted on like that in front of everyone. (Not that they cared all too much; Marcille was definitely squealing at the moment.)

✦ Chil was always so fun to mess with, especially with him being like this. You couldn’t help but pull him down to your height and place tender and sweet kisses to his cheek, before letting go and walking off like nothing happened. (Oh, that’d get him all flustered for sure.)

“Chil…” You’d whisper, hands behind your back in that innocent way you always did when you were scheming something. Raising a brow at you, he walked over to the sound of his name, waiting for you to continue.

Instead of giving him what he expected, you reached up for his neckwarmer, pulling him down until he was level to you. Before he could pull away, you pressed soft, fleeting kisses to his stubbled cheek. Letting your lips trail along his skin until you reached the corner of his mouth, you abruptly let go of him and walked off. Chilchuck scrambled for something to say, anything at all, but instead watched as you caught up to the others.

You knew just how much you drove him insane.

✦ You were used to protecting him before, but now he still couldn’t do much in this state. More than happy to assist, you’d make sure he stayed safe, while also appreciating just how handsome he was. (You’d give him another wink and he’d yell out for you to stay focused!)

✦ Noticing just how skinny he was, especially like this, you’d try and convince him to eat a little more than usual. All this affection and doting wasn’t unusual in the slightest, but he could tell you were enjoying yourself a little too much like this. Not that he’d ever catch himself saying anything about how he secretly revels in it…

— dividers by @/cafekitsune! <3

[artlovebot]

I loved your clingy!art post. I’d love to know more about Art getting his girl everything and anything whilst at Stanford together. Food from the store, take out, clothes,books, random Amazon purchase, concert tickets, dinner. Art doesn’t want you to spend a penny, he just wants to take care of you and make sure you have everything you need, he’s a provider - using his parents money. Things barely change when you graduate too

-💙

Art spoils reader :)

Art Donaldson loves to spoil his sweet girl. He cannot even imagine letting you spend your own money on things. He just wants to take care of you. He’d take you to the dining hall for lunch and pay for you every time, and every time he uses the excuse of having extra dining dollars, but in reality he just loves providing for you.

 You notice this too, sometimes you will message him about a concert of your favorite artist that you want to see or a pj set you thought was cute and the next day he is telling you it is all on the way. You left your laptop open by accident to a tab with a cart full of clothes that you were thinking of buying. Before you even get back, he is already entering his card information. 

You tell him he does not need to do all this for you but he reassures you that he just wants you to have everything you deserve (even though he might be more than that.) Art also loves quality time with you. He would take you to a fancy dinner in the nice dress he picked out for you. Or he will buy you books for you to read to him or for you to explain the whole plot to him over takeout per your request. As long as his princess doesn't spend a penny, he would die a happy man.

a/n: ughh sorry this is so late i have to write so many papers for school rn :/ but i really enjoyed writing this and as always feel free to submit requests in my ask box!! and thank you 💙 anon for requesting this <3

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING CONVERSATIONAL !!! CARLOS S. X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: just two good friends having deep conversation… or just simply a heated conversation over a call.

💌 re:moony's planner request: "hi, can you write phone sex with carlos sainz?."

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), use of explicit language, phone sex, dom!carlos x brat-ish!reader), masturbation (m and f), dirty talking, degrading + dumbification, friends with benefits type beat (with a hint of yearning), squirting, brief mentions of orgasm denial, extremely filthy i did not write this i promise.

note: my demons won today pls be proud of them. enjoy xx (also! please don't hesitate to give me your opinion or talk to me!!!)

ps: i’ve also been spending my time on character ai too much and i just subconsciously thought of being in a poly relationship with fernando and lewis… anyway… enjoy

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she didn’t know what drove her to call him in the middle of the night. they were nothing but friends, after all. 

friends don’t usually call to check in… let alone to get off as if they hadn’t placed their labels below the expected standard (everyone could have sworn that they were dating; they both laughed at the thought while continuing to (eye) fuck each other.) 

so she had no clue why she was willing to submit to him no matter how far he was. she was willing to listen to every single thing he’d tell her.

did she want the orgasm or the attention? she wasn’t sure— but either of the reasons had something to do with him, and it was becoming worse for her yearning as she cursed beneath her breath. today had been the worst of all days for hers

she huffed quietly and got comfortable under her covers, but her exhaustion left soon enough that she became more frustrated and agitated. her frustration left her with the stupid idea of calling him. 

carlos sainz picked up at the second ring and she could practically hear his smirk through his voice as he greeted her, “shouldn’t it be past your bedtime now, bonita?” 

she rolled her eyes, “shouldn’t it be past yours?” she didn’t even think to say hi to him, instead she snarked back at him with the same amount of playfulness in her tone.

“no,” carlos hummed as he spoke with his usual deep tone, “in the hotel though. we just finished our media day duties.”

“nice,” she muttered, his voice sending signals straight to her brain as her legs involuntarily closed.

it was as if he knew what she wanted at this moment as carlos chuckled quietly, “i could get into details about what i’ve done today, but i don’t think you’re that interested in listening.”

she snapped out of her thoughts as she replied monotonously, “i’m a good listener. good friends come with good listening ears.” even carlos knew that she was lying. 

“uh huh,” carlos said as he held his phone closer. “and this good friend knows a lot about you.” 

“that right?” she taunted, feeling the tension between them rising no matter how far apart they were from each other. “what do you know then, good friend?” 

carlos scoffed, his domineering attitude getting the best of him as he smirked, “you’re getting too mouthy, princesa.” 

he nearly laughed at the sound of fabrics rustling from her side of the call, knowing that she was squirming in anticipation already. he could imagine her heart beating fast, waiting for him to make the next move as her face feigned innocence.

carlos always had the upper hand and they both knew that. they both knew who was in control and she was in no place to oppose. 

“you’re acting like this because you are so frustrated,” carlos deduced with a tut, “you’re talking back like you’d be able to handle the consequences of your attitude.”

her free hand had snaked down her nightdress as she felt her bare mound becoming more damp as she proceeded to push his buttons. she replied back, “maybe i’m just projecting my frustration onto you, carlos.”

“by acting like a brat?” carlos’ voice became more stern as he spoke lowly, “you know that begging is the best way to do that, bonita. if you wanted to release it, you should’ve asked nicer— you shouldn’t be touching yourself without permission like a fucking brat. take that pathetic hand off your pussy, princesa, i’m warning you now.” 

like an instinct, she immediately pulled her hand away from her wet cunt. she didn’t even realize that he picked up on it until she found herself writhing while she subconsciously toyed with her clit at the sound of him. 

carlos chuckled with a demeaning and teasing tone, “see? you do listen then. and i thought i’d have to deny you orgasms when i get back.” 

“carlos,” she whimpered, rubbing her thighs for friction as she listened to him laugh aloud. 

“oh, no no, bonita, you don’t get to ‘carlos’ me,” he replied with a mocking tone. “you don’t get to see me right now, bebe.”

“but i want to see you,” her lips trembled, her mind shifting away from reality to her submissive state. she continued, “i wanna see you touch yourself and your cock.”

“how badly?” he murmured sweetly. 

“so bad,” she mumbled through her phone, her pleading tone making carlos’ cock twitch as he continued to stroke himself slowly. 

carlos knew that he was torturing himself with the teasing, but he couldn’t find himself to stop as his sweet tone turned to a mocking one as he replied, “too bad.” 

he settled himself on his hotel bed as he spat on his palm and stroked his cock. he then instructed her, “go on then.” 

she seemed so lost as she asked, “what?”

carlos laughed haughtily, “don’t tell me you’re already dumb just thinking about getting your pussy fucked with my cock, princesa?” he then clicked his tongue, “touch yourself. i wanna hear you cum.” 

she wasn’t even sure anymore. she was just eager to please him and herself, her fingers gathering the wetness that oozed out of her cunt before she pressed down on her clit and moved them in circular motions. 

she bit her lip as she sighed, making carlos demand, “i wanna fucking hear you.” 

she elicited a whiny sigh as she continued to torture herself slowly. she told him, “i’m so wet.” 

“i can hear, baby,” carlos crooned, his own hand moving up and down his length before his thumb rubbed his thick tip. “i can hear your pretty pussy perfectly well.” 

“those noises that you make are making my cock throb really hard, bebe,” he muttered, earning a whimper of ‘fuck’ from the other side of the call as carlos continued, “they make me want to fly back and fuck you until you’re shaking and sore.” 

“mmm…” she cried out, feeling her hips rising to meet her rubbing fingers halfway through. “…fuck!” 

“your pussy— fuck, princesa,” carlos cursed, “it makes me want to see how fucking wet you will be the next time i fuck you everywhere in your place.”

carlos’ hand increased its pace as her breathing became rapid. carlos growled, “i want to hear you in person- i want to hear you screaming for my name because you’re a pathetic slut who’s desperate to cum all over my cock.” 

“o- oh, fuck,” she sobbed, “can i please fuck myself with my fingers? please, carlos?” she knew that she couldn’t risk not asking him to cum all over her own fingers. she was so lost that she needed his guide. 

carlos permitted her, “go on. put those two fingers inside of you, bonita. i want you to fuck yourself fast.” 

she immediately obliged, her middle and ring fingers scissoring inside her cunt as she wailed in pleasure. her fingers curled up against the sensitive spot inside of her as she uttered, “ah~ fuck~!” 

“it feels good, bonita?” carlos asked huskily as his breathing rapidly increased, stroking himself at the sounds that her squelching cunt made as she fucked herself at a pace that he wanted her to be. 

“mhm,” she nodded, not even realizing that he wasn’t there. “so good, ‘los. fuck.” 

“it’s not as good as mine, bebe,” he growled lowly, “when i get back i’m gonna be fucking that pussy of yours with something more bigger. gonna make sure you cum all over my mouth, my fingers and my cock— gonna make sure your bed’s all filthy from the mess that i’ll make of you.”

“car— los! fuck, i’m cumming,” she babbled as she pleaded, “can i please cum, carlos? please?”

“fuck, i’m cumming too, bonita,” he let out a deep groan as he demanded firmly, “cum all over your fingers, princesa. fucking cum.” 

she let out a high pitched whine, fucking herself through her orgasm as liquid trickled out of her pussy. her sheets were covered with her cum as her body shook before easing off. 

carlos came all over his stomach, groaning aloud as cum shot out of his cock.

both of them breathed heavily and rapidly, falling into silence as they gathered their thoughts and breathing. 

carlos then reached for his phone and asked, “you still there?”

“yuh huh,” she mumbled, laughing to herself before she said, “never came this much over the phone before. watching porn never worked this much either.” 

carlos chuckled, cleaning himself up as he spoke, “what can i say? i’m a miracle worker.” 

she scoffed playfully, “yeah right. okay.” 

perhaps there was a real reason why she called him in the first place. she just needed to see it for herself before realizing it. 

♡ moony’s reminder 🅶 (general): @hiraethrhapsody @avaleineandafryingpan @topguncultleader @enhacolor @roseandtulips @woweewoowa @magnummagnussen @happy-nico @architect-2015

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[ghostbasin]

— BIRDS OF A FEATHER

Kevin Khatchadourian x Reader. You aren't quite normal, and Kevin can tell. 900 words. Warnings: None so far. Reader gender: Neutral. 🦇 Please feel free to submit requests! 🦇

Notes: This will end up being a series if people want it to be! I do plan on writing more for it and if it doesn't really gain traction I might pause, but for now, you can expect at least 2-3 more updates for this. I've also got some more romance-y imagines/HCs in the works for Kevin, so stay tuned.

In this world, there are more people like Kevin than we like to realize. 

You hadn’t met Kevin yet, but you knew this fact—that people pretended the “oddballs,” the “weirdos” didn’t exist—like the back of your hand. 

As a kid, people always questioned you. You didn’t play like other kids, didn’t flinch like they did when someone jumped out at them, didn’t cry about the monster under the bed and demand to sleep in your parents’ room. 

It’s not like you were ripping eyes out of squirrels or anything, but everyone always thought something was up with you. 

And while you didn’t quite care what constituted “normal” behavior, it was easier to pretend—less questions, less hushed speculations about you in the halls, and less overbearing concern from the grown-ups if you just acted like a normal student. 

Still, nobody’s perfect. 

And it’s no wonder that when Kevin saw a flicker of himself in you, he was completely devoted to unraveling you—dissecting you—to find out just what was so different about you. 

***

Junior year of high school rolls around, and your schedule is packed. Honors and AP courses wash down your schedule page like a tide, and you come to realize that maybe you should pay a little attention this year. That, however, didn’t stop you from assuming your usual position in each class—second row to the back, one over from the wall. 

Students filtered in, jostling bags around the haphazardly built desks as everyone scrambled to sit in at least near proximity to any friends who shared the same class. While the room was abuzz now, you knew that AP history wouldn’t facilitate such energy after a few weeks. No one in their right mind is pumped for history class at 8AM. 

You sighed, taking out a folder and a few pens, as the desks around you filled. To your right, a girl you recognized as a member of the cheer team. The row behind you filled with kids you knew planned to talk or sleep through every instance of history class, and then the seat to your right filled. 

Kevin. 

You’d never met him, but it wasn’t hard to see the name on his schedule placed neatly in the corner of his desk. You glanced discreetly at him as he settled in, then trained your eyes back to the front of the room. Within minutes, the teacher was droning on—the syllabus, the final, homework and late policies. Things that were already written down but, for some reason, needed to be verbalized anyway. 

You watched as classmates either scribbled in the margins of their syllabus, ripped staples out of it absentmindedly, or stared blankly at the front as the teacher spoke. You could already tell which kids were going to burn out halfway through the semester, which ones thought their AP history grade would make or break college, and which ones simply didn’t not give a damn about who won what war and where and when. 

As your eyes flickered from the back of one classmate’s head to the next, you couldn’t help but notice how everyone’s eyes were facing the front—everyone except his. 

Kevin’s. 

You glanced sideways at him and your eyes met, him studying you as you studied the class, neither of you focusing on what nonsense note-taking strategy the teacher swore would be a life-saver in his class this semester. 

And Kevin was, sure enough, fascinated. Anyone else would’ve looked away shyly, embarrassed to be caught staring at someone. You, however,  just locked eyes and looked at him with as much interest as he looked at you—which wasn’t much outwardly, but inwardly, you were both wondering the same thing. 

Why is this person looking at me, or, more importantly, what does this mean about this person? 

After about a minute, you did break eye contact. Not because you cared about making eye contact with some random classmate, but because you didn’t want the teacher to start up about focusing, paying attention, being a diligent student if he noticed you two locking eyes. 

The full class period passed without you two acknowledging the others’ existence again, and when the bell rang, students filtered out. You packed your bag orderly, with each folder and notebook having a place, and slung it onto your shoulder. Heading to the door, you noticed something. 

He was watching you again. 

Not in a creepy, “I’m about to come after you” way, but in the casual way you watch people passing by while waiting to meet up with a friend. Kevin leaned against the wall as classmates walked out the door beside him, and you approached as well. 

You stopped walking just in front of him, eye to eye. You tilt your head slightly and watch him—not looking at him, but watching him. His eyes flickered between yours, your hair, the way your bag sat on your shoulder, even how you stood as you watched him. He wasn’t staring, but taking you in, and you could only begin to piece together whatever story he was brewing in his mind about you. 

It lasted for about 20 seconds, before other students needed to exit and you stepped outside of the room to avoid blocking traffic—no need to make enemies for being slow. Without turning, you kept heading to your next class, but you wondered what would await tomorrow morning when you and Kevin saw each other again.

[sleepingdeath-light]

mel medarda smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; arcane

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; mel medarda

outline ; “smut hcs for mel”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, submissive-leaning switch!mel medarda, body worship, praise kink, dirty talk, lingerie kink, overstimulation, oral sex (mel receiving), cock/strap warming

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

despite what her role as a councillor in piltover and her authoratative presence may have you believe, mel is actually a switch with a strong lean towards submission — naturally, it takes a while for her to trust someone enough to submit to them and her usual default is either dominating them or acting as their equal in the bedroom, but once you’ve gained her complete trust you’ll get to see a much more relaxed and comfortable version of mel that even other members of the council aren’t privy to

mel is someone who prefers affection and love making over rough play and mindless fucking, who loves being doted on and spoiled in the bedroom as opposed to being teased and denied, and as a result of this preference she finds herself particularly enjoying the act of body worship — she’s happy to reciprocate in kind, of course, and isn’t even remotely opposed to prolonged foreplay with you when she’s taking on the role of your domme, but for her there’s just something special about being able to come home after a long day of work and be spoiled rotten by her beloved

she’ll wait for her release for as long as it takes for you to go through your usual motions: skilfully massaging the aches and pains from her body, peppering kisses along her skin that go from cheeky and chaste to passionate and promising the closer you get to her dripping cunt, helping her undress bit by bit until she’s able to lounge completely bare before you, whispering hushed words of affection against her skin as you go, and barely touching her where she longs for you the most until you’ve worshipped every millimetre of her worn body — she’s a patient woman so feel free to take all the time you need to do this, she’s hardly going to complain when she has your undivided attention and the unspoken promise of much more to come (unless it’s completely in jest)

as implied in the previous point, mel does also have something of a praise kink — for her it’s more about giving than receiving and she’s very open about letting you know how good of a job you’re doing and how attractive she finds you, but if you decide to sprinkle in some bits of praise here and there while you make love to her then she’s certainly not going to fault you for it

she excels at dirty talk and, as keenly observant as she is, mel is always quick to adapt her approach and tone to ensure that she’s able to have the greatest effect on you she possibly can in the bedroom (or even outside of it if she feels like being a tease) — e.g. if you’re very obviously undressing her with your eyes at a public event then she’s going to pull you aside and tease you for being so obvious and impatient, or if you have a degradation kink then she’s going to lean more into that than her usual teasing and praise when she’s dominating you in bed

she has an extensive collection of beautiful lingerie both imported from overseas and bought from within piltover’s own borders, each set is wholly unique in its design and material and yet each and every piece manages to flatter her figure in its own way — there are only a few pieces that she wears regularly, but if you asked she’d be more than happy to show off her full collection for you

or even to purchase some sets for you to wear yourself if you’re also someone who enjoys the look and feel of lingerie

overstimulation is another thing that mel enjoys partaking in both as the giving and the receiving party — as a giver she does it because she likes how fucked-out and pussy drunk you get when you’re too far gone to think of anything but how good it feels to have her pleasuring you, and as a receiver she mainly enjoys it because it’s nice to not have to think about everything and everyone for once in her life (she loves her job as a member of the council, don’t get her wrong, but diplomacy can be a bit of a headache so having the freedom to be thoughtless, dumb, messy, and drunk on pleasure is a welcome change for her)

while she has no problem reciprocating the act or simply giving it with no intention of getting anything in return, mel does have a strong preference for receiving oral sex and is much more vocal than usual when you go down on her — her favourite position to receive this act in is for her to be laying on her back with you knelt or laying between her thighs, but she can also see the merit in riding your face or having you go down on her while she’s working in her home office

when it comes to specific positions, missionary and spooning (and, when she’s in the mood for something a bit rougher, the mating press) are her usual defaults — but she can also enjoy riding you and bottoming for doggy style on occasion, just so long as she can still indulge in her favourites

cock/strap-warming is something else that she likes to indulge in during the quiet days or long nights when she’s catching up on work for the council or for her personal projects — she’s not particularly fussy about whether that means her sitting on your lap while you wrap your arms around her to hold her close as she works, or having you straddling her waist with her strap-on buried inside of you as she finishes her work and occasionally turns her head to kiss your neck/cheek/jaw, as long as she’s able to keep you close and get all of the work done that she needs to

after all is said and done mel loves nothing more than being able to curl up against your side and engage in some soft pillow talk with you until you both finally fall asleep — conversations flowing seamlessly from genuine praise and check-ins to cheeky flirtation to discussions about whatever project has fallen into her lap or under her jurisdiction this time, all interspersed with soft affectionate actions like tracing patterns onto each other’s skin or pecking each other on the lips or anything else along those such lines

[straykids-2001]

heyyyy so i don't really know you too well (searching for more dom reader accounts cuz everyone I'm following hasn't posted in months 😭) but i see you write for enhypen 🤭 since you asked for a request I thought I'd just share an idea...

Picture this. Reader and Sunoo both woke up for the day but it's a day off. Sunoo is humping Reader's thigh (and maybe sucking Reader's boob but if you wanna make it gender neutral then you can change or skip that part) He whimpers and calls Reader mommy/noona/whatever (I realllllly like mommy but again you can change or skip for gen nuetral) but he's getting tired because poor baby doesn't have much stamina. It's clear he's getting worn out but he's embarassed to admit it. So reader offers to take over (he agrees) and you can decide what happens next 😋

im sorry if this was too much or too weird. feel free to ignore if uncomfy. also if you dont wanna make a whole fic you could just share your thoughts about the idea 🤔 you can add whatever you want tho i dont mind 🙃

NEEDY BABY

Sorry it took so long. I hope you like it😓😃

Warning (praise, dom reader, sub sunoo, language, choking, dry humping, grinding mostly like cringe, mommy kinks, nicknames (princess, my love, baby) and I think that's it)

Your eyes fluttered, open as light shined in the room. You let out a low groan as something grinded against your leg.

You turned to him with half lidded eyes,

Sunoo had a needy expression on his face, He looked up at you with big wet eyes clinging to your leg, his body pressed against yours as he grinded down

"Please.....n-need you s-so bad." He whimpered loudly, making your eyes soften

You blinked the sleep from your eyes and looked at the boy. "Oh baby." You cooed gently, grabbing his waist and grinding him down

But that wasn't enough for him, Sunoo let out a whine as you grabbed his waist and grinded him down on your leg, his body trembling from need. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath tickling your skin as he continued to grind against you.

"M-more... I want more..." he whimpered, his hips moving faster and more desperately against you, clinging to your shirt

"Want mommy to do all the work?" You asked gently with a small smirk on your lips as he nodded quickly, Sunoo nodded again, his face still hidden in your neck.

He was too embarrassed to look you in the eye, but his body was honest enough to show you just how much he wanted you.

"Please, mommy... want you to take control. " he said, his voice a mix of desperation and submission. You chuckled, then moved on top of him.

"My pretty little princess." You muttered, leaving little kisses in his neck and collarbone

Sunoo let out a soft gasp as you moved on top of him, his body shuddering at the feeling of your lips on his skin. He tilted his head back, giving you more access to his neck and collarbone, his hands clutching the sheets beneath him.

"All yours..." he whispered, his voice barely audible as he submitted to you completely

"Can't do anything by yourself always need mommy's help." You whispered lowly, kissing his jaw line

Sunoo's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal at your words. He couldn't deny the truth behind them, his body and mind completely dependent on you.

"Y-yes... I can't do anything without you..."

he admitted, his voice trembling slightly as he arched his neck, silently asking for more kisses

"But that's ok, mommy knows you're her good boy." I pushed up his shirt gently, making him shiver and hold his hands up

His chest is now exposed to your touch, He looked up at you with big needy eyes, his body squirming under you with anticipation

of what would happen next.

You kissed over his nipple and smirked as he moaned, taking it between your lips as you watched him. He let out a loud moan and arched his back off the bed

*Sunoo's moan grew louder as you took his nipple between your lips, his back arching off the bed in pleasure. His hands clutched the sheets tighter, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip.*

"A-ah... yes, mommy... please..."he whimpered, his eyes shut tight as he focused on the sensation of your mouth on his sensitive nipple.

You chuckled and picked over the sensitive bud, teasing his nipples just to hear all his pretty little sounds, Sunoo's breathing became more rapid as you continued to tease his nipple, his body trembling with need and desire. He tried to buck his hips up, seeking friction, but you held him down firmly with your weight.

"P-please, more... I need more, Mommy..."he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation and a hint of frustration. His eyes fluttered open a tear fell, making you take pity on him

You took pity one boy and discarded all your guys' clothes, making him gasped quietly and moved his hand to your waist

He let out a soft gasp as you stripped, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily. "You're so beautiful, mommy..." he breathed out, his gaze filled with admiration and desire

"Thank you, baby, you're just beautiful." You whispered and grabbed a holded of his cock, slowly rubbing up and down the semi hard cock

Sunoo let out a shaky moan as you grabbed his cock, his body arching into your touch. He was already sensitive and desperate, his cock twitching in your hand as you began to rub it.*

"M-mommy... feels so good..." he whimpered, his eyes fluttering shut as he surrendered himself to the pleasure, "Yeah, mommy, making you feel good?" You smirked, speeding up you hand as you watched his face

Sunoo's face contorted with pleasure as you sped up your hand, his breaths coming out in short, gasping moans. He nodded vigorously, his eyes still closed and his head thrown back in ecstasy.

"Y-yes... yes, mommy... so good... I love it..." he managed to gasp out between moans, his hips bucking up into your hand desperately

You lifted your hips and ran the tip over you fold making you bit your lip to hold back a moan "Fuck princess." You muttered, looking down at him

Sunoo's eyes snapped open as he felt you tease your folds with the tip of his cock, his gaze filled with a mix of desire and anticipation. He bit his lip as well, trying to hold back a moan at the sight of you above him.

"Please, mommy... need to be inside you..."

He begged, his voice trembling with need. He looked so pretty like this.

Sunoo looked absolutely wrecked beneath you, his hair messy and disheveled from your touch. His eyes were glazed over with tears, and his lips were parted as he panted heavily. He was a beautiful mess, completely surrendered to your control and desperate for your touch.

You smirked and pushed his tip in you, making you let out a moan and tilt your head back

Sunoo's eyes widened as you pushed his tip into you, a low groan escaping his lips. His hands clenched the sheets even tighter, his knuckles white from the force of his grip. He watched you with a mix of awe and desire, his eyes fixated on your face as you moaned and tilted your head back.

"Oh god... so tight..." he gasped, struggling to hold himself back from thrusting up into you

You looked down at him and gently eased him in you "Fuck princess so big." You groaned, sitting your hands on his chest and rocking back on his cock

Sunoo's chest heaved with ragged breaths as you eased him deeper into you, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He couldn't help but let out a strangled moan as you rocked back on his cock, his body shaking with the effort to remain still and not thrust up into you.

"You're... you're taking me so well, Mommy..."

he panted, his hands moving to grip your hips tightly, You let out a moan and leaned down to kiss him

Sunoo immediately responded to your kiss, his lips moving hungrily against yours. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with desperation and need.

Letting out a low groan as you two kiss, you hips moving faster as rode his cock "Making mommy feel so damn good my love." You muttered against his lips

Sunoo moaned into the kiss, his body arching up into yours as you rode him faster. He broke the kiss, gasping for air as he clung to you tightly.

"M-making me feel good too... so damn good, mommy..."

he whimpered out, his hips bucking up to meet your movements. His eyes were glazed over with pleasure, his gaze fixed on your face as you rode him

"Fuckkkk." You threw your head back as your eyes rolled back, "fuck my pussy baby."

Sunoo let out a low growl at your words, his grip on your hips tightening as he lost control. He started to thrust up into you harder and faster, his body desperate to please you.

"Yes, mommy... I'll fuck your pussy... I'll make you feel so good..." he panted, his voice laced with need and determination, you looked down at him and gently pushed his hair out his face "Feels so good baby." You moaned softly

Sunoo's eyes fluttered closed as you pushed his hair out of his face, a soft moan escaping his lips. He looked up at you with a mixture of adoration and desire, his gaze filled with love and devotion.

"I love making you feel good, mommy..."he murmured, his voice strained with effort as he continued to thrust up into you

You squeezing around him and groaned "Fuck who's a good boy?" You asked firmly

His body trembled as you squeezed around him, a strangled moan escaping his lips.

"I-I am, mommy... I'm your good boy..." he whimpered, his voice filled with submission and obedience. He looked up at you with pleading eyes, desperate for your approval and praise

"That's right baby, mommy's good boy so fucking good." I growled snapping your hips forward

His eyes rolled back in pleasure as you snapped your hips forward, a loud moan tearing from his throat. He arched his back, his body shuddering with each powerful thrust.*

"A-ah... yes... so good... your good boy... only yours..." he babbled, completely lost in the pleasure and the feeling of being completely at your mercy*

"Going to cum princess?" You asked, moving you hand to his neck, squeezing just how he like

Sunoo nodded frantically, his eyes pleading and desperate. He looked up at you, his expression a mix of need and submission.

"Y-yes... I'm so close, mommy... please... please let me cum..."he begged, his voice cracking with desperation,

You moved your hip faster and let out a loud moan as he hit your sweet spot "Fuck just like that baby, going to make mommy cum." You moaned to him, you voice sleep shaky as you spoke

Sunoo let out a strangled moan as he felt you tighten around him, his eyes rolling back once again. He tried to hold on, to last longer, but the feeling of your body writhing above him was too much. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"A-ah... I'm trying... trying so hard, mommy... feels so good... I can't..."he panted, his hips bucking up wildly as he desperately tried to make you cum first

"Cum baby, cum for mommy." You groaned and slammed down on his cock with a cry as you came

His body went rigid as he felt you cum around him, his own orgasm ripping through him like a tidal wave. He cried out your name, his back arching off the bed as he spilled inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release.*

"Mommy... mommy... oh god..." he gasped, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he rode out his orgasm

You whispered gentle praises and pulled him out of you, feeling his cum drip down you leg as you stood up, to give the sweet boy aftercare

Sunoo panted heavily, his body limp and exhausted as he came down from his high. He watched you with a dazed expression as you stood up, his eyes fixated on the sight of his cum dripping down your leg.

He made a soft, needy sound, wanting nothing more than to pull you back down and hold you close

You cleaned the boy up gently with a wet, warm rug, then threw it in the dirty basket. You laid down next to him and pulled him to you. "I love you, princess." You muttered quietly and kissed his head gently,

Sunoo snuggled into your embrace, wrapping his arms around you tightly and burying his face in your chest. He let out a contented sigh, feeling safe and loved in your arms.

"I love you too, mommy..."

he murmured, his voice soft and sleepy. He closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of being held by you and the gentle kisses you placed on his head

The End

Hope you'll like it. I tried my best, but I won't lie. I almost gave up, but thanks to @victorbutnotreally I didn't, so yeah

Enjoy