#(but i want to whine. i hate my hands feeling like this i wanna crawl out of my skin)

[daughterofsarenrae]

Whining mode: ACTIVATED

[cold-kitty]

Due to very, very high demand for part two of my Yan!Mermaid (looks at my notifications and cries), here it is.

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Contains: NSFW, dub-con, same warnings as the last one other than that

Yan!Mermaid who starts clinging to your leg as you sigh, so happy that you're giving him another chance.

Yan!Mermaid who watches your hand signals and listens to your foreign words, not understanding a thing but tries to listen for your sake.

Yan!Mermaid who forces himself not to straddle you when he sits next to you, his tail swaying slowly behind him.

Yan!Mermaid who watches you fish all day, just enjoying your presence.

Yan!Mermaid who pouts and whines and clings to you when you try to leave. no no no no no! don't leave! i don't wanna be alone! stay with me, i promise to keep you warm!

Yan!Mermaid who tries to climb into the trunk of your car, and somehow manages.

Yan!Mermaid who happily slides out of your truck when you arrive home, smiling wide.

Yan!Mermaid who's surprised when you don't seem happy too. you look mad, but you suck it up and groan.

Yan!Mermaid who doesn't like how you put him in a tank with the fish you caught, he wants to sleep in your bed!

Yan!Mermaid who climbs out of the tank when you're asleep and crawls across the floor to your room, curling up in bed with you.

Yan!Mermaid who lets his mind wander to when he was grinding against you, how good it felt. y-your skin is so w-warm and soft... a-ah...

Yan!Mermaid who is immediately worked up again, pressing himself against you tight.

Yan!Mermaid who lets his hands greedily trail over you, gently squeezing your thighs and watching the flesh bounce back into place.

Yan!Mermaid who hesitantly pulls down your pants. he promises himself that he's just looking, but he can't resist the temptation. s-so pretty...

Yan!Mermaid who starts by squishing the flesh of your ass, watching it jiggle. he continues to do that for a while, almost mesmerized. he loves watching you squirm in your sleep too.

Yan!Mermaid who sticks his fingers in his mouth, sucking on them and getting them wet.

Yan!Mermaid who starts by pushing one finger into you, slowly so he doesn't hurt you. he watches how your unconscious body squirms and reacts to the intrusion.

Yan!Mermaid who slowly pushes another finger into you, but that wakes you up. you look behind you almost immediately, a horrified look on your face.

Yan!Mermaid who expects you to hurt him, staring at you with wide and fearful eyes. he starts moving his fingers nonetheless, hoping that it might calm you down, twisting and curling them with slight hesitation. oh please don't hate me! you're just so irresistible!

Yan!Mermaid who watches as your body starts to quiver softly, your head falling back into the pillow. you were giving up to the pleasure, even if reluctantly.

Yan!Mermaid who feels encouraged, his fingers thrusting fasted, twisting and curling them to his hearts content. he makes sure to get real close to you so he can hear all of your soft whimpers and moans. a-ah... keep making those sounds... so cute...

Yan!Mermaid who keeps this up until you cum, and oh my God is he so happy. he watches as you convulse softly, pulling his fingers out and licking them. he doesn't mind if it's nasty if it's you.

Yan!Mermaid who lowers himself down and starts licking up the cum that fell onto the bed.

Yan!Mermaid who pats your back reassuringly as he positions himself behind you, helping you out though the whole thing. stroking your hair, praising you in his language, kissing every inch of your body, going as slow as he can.

Yan!Mermaid who cuddles you the whole night after that, kissing you softly. he's so happy, so fucking happy. he finally got to mate with you like a real lover, even if it was only one short round.

(BONUS NSFW: Yan!Mermaid definitely does analingus, %100. Yan!Mermaid puts your needs and wants before his, if he wants to go fast and you want to go slow he goes slow. he hates seeing you in crying, so he refuses to overstimulate you, nothing rough or degrading, and he doesn't dare leave marks on you. Yan!Mermaid AFTERCARE, SO MUCH OF IT.)

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Does anyone know how mermaid dick works? Like honestly, how. Is it in the tail? Just hanging out there? HOW!?

~🐈‍⬛

[lokis-army-77]

Make Room

Boyfriend! Steve Harrington x fem reader x College Roommate! Eddie Munson

Word Count: 2.6k

During an intimate moment between you and your boyfriend Steve, his roommate catches you and you decide to let him join.

Warning: 18 +. p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, cock warming? voyeurism, pet names, cum swallowing.

Thank you to @munson-blurbs, @lofaewrites, and @munson-mjstan for reading over this.

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 "Are you sure we should be doing this? What if your roommate comes back?" Your question is muffled as your boyfriend expertly kisses you.

"We're fine." He grunts, his hands wandering over your body.

He's got you undressed, save for his t-shirt that had been pushed up to reveal you, and pressed into the sheets of his bed. The scent of him plumes around you as you writhe beneath him. His large fingers dig into your hips, bringing your core closer to him.

He's still fully clothed, in no rush to let you have what you've come to so desperately desire.

It started with soft touches under his blanket as you watched Netflix on the laptop propped up at the end of the bed. You tried to ignore the soft tips of his fingers climbing higher up your thigh. You had been startled when Steve's roommate, Eddie, who had been in the room the whole time, had announced he was going to meet some friends in the commons before heading out for dinner. That was five minutes ago.

"Stevie, he could come back any minute." You whined, arching your chest upwards when his fingers dipped through the wetness between your thighs.

"I think you like the thought of that. Of Eddie coming back and catching us." Steve grinned when he felt you shiver.

You couldn't lie, the thought didn’t terrify you as much as it should. Eddie was pretty, devastatingly so, with the grungey rockstar look that made your stomach flutter every time he so much as looked your way.

Steve speaks up again, a laugh filtering through his words. "You like it. I can feel just how wet that made you, baby."

You shy away, turning your gaze from him, embarrassed. He catches your chin with his other hand and urges you to look back at him.

"Nothing to be ashamed of, baby. Eddie’s a good guy, I'm sure he wouldn't mind joining us. I mean... I've thought about him fucking you while I watch more times than I care to say out loud."

More knots twist in your stomach. A moan rips from you from a combination of Steve's admission and his thumb rubbing tight circles over your sensitive clit.

You couldn't take it anymore. You needed him to be inside you. The emptiness you felt was like a gaping hole that only Steve's cock could perfectly fill.

"Please," you cry out. "Please, I need you."

Steve kept stroking through your swollen lips. "Need me where baby?"

You hated when he made you say it. It made you feel dirty,  but it turned you on so, so much.

"My-my pussy. Need you in my pussy Stevie."

"Yeah?" He hums.

You nod. "Yeah."

Steve takes his hands away from you, shushing you when you cry out at the loss. He quickly strips down, paying no mind to where his clothes go before he crawls on top of you—kissing his way up your body.

"Want you to ride my cock, love. Wanna see you make yourself come apart above me."

"Yes, yes, please. As long as you're inside me."

You scramble to follow his lead. Throwing your leg over his once he lay comfortably propped against his pillow and headboard. His cock was thick and hard, laying stiff against his abdomen.

Reaching your hand out, you grasp him. He's warm and practically throbbing. You tug gently over his velvety skin, pulling a delicious moan from his lips.

Steve beckons you forward with a finger and you hurry up his body. Your cunt rubs over his length, wetting it with your arousal. You both moan when Steve leans up to take your mouth in his.

"Fuck my cock, honey."

With that, you take him up in your hand, letting the tip slide through your wet folds before positioning him at your entrance.

Slowly, you lower yourself. The head of his cock pushes into you and the stretch has your mouth watering.

Steve's hands grip into your flesh and your moans meld together when he bottoms out. He is feeling you completely, you're stretched around him, taking him so deep.

You let your head fall back as you begin to rock your hips. Going slowly at first, feeling the pleasure rising between the two of you. Then your hips speed up a little, as you chace the feeling.

Steve's hand roams up to your breast, playing and teasing a peaked nipple. His other hand rests in the crease at your waist, helping you move.

"Feel so good Stevie, always feel so good." You feel close to tears as you feel his cock hitting the back of your walls.

You're so lost in the moment, distracted by what you're feeling, that you don't notice Steve's growing smirk or the fact that he's no longer looking at you but behind you. The only thing that clues you into the presence of someone else is the contrast of warm fingers and cold rings when they brush your hair away from the back of your neck.

You jump, freezing when you turn to see who was touching you.

Eddie Munson stood at the edge of Steve's bed, eyes wild and throat bobbing.

"Don't stop on my account sweetheart, I was enjoying the show." He smirks.

You move to get off your boyfriend but Steve keeps a firm grasp on your hips, urging you to keep moving. You don't fight it. The shock dissipates when Steve bucks up into you, cock knocking the breath from your lungs.

Eddie keeps his smoldering eyes on yours. His hand stays cupping the back of your neck. You cant your hips, starting to ride Steve again.

Theres something about being watched that has you coming undone faster than ever. Your legs stiffen and your back arches into Eddie's hold. Your mouth falls open in a long moan. 

"Fuck, Harrington- she is pretty when she cums." Eddie chuckles behind you and releases your neck, letting you fall forward on Steve's chest.  

"You should feel her when she does… Fuckin strangles my cock almost."

They were talking about you like you weren’t even there. It made your skin prickle and your stomach erupt in butterflies. 

You could see Eddie’s wide grin from the corner of your eye. "Oh, I’d love to… as long as you’re okay with that Sweetheart?" Eddie looks from Steve to you, all playfulness gone from his tone. 

Opening your mouth to speak, you find it hard to get the words to come out, so you nod. 

Steve tsks, "Use those words, honey."

Sitting up, you nod again. "Yes, I’m okay with that."

Eddie’s grin returns, his face less serious. "Then come here, Sweetheart." His hands trace over your skin, helping you off Steve. 

You let out a whimper as Steve’s cock slips from you, leaving you empty and wanting. Wasting no time you lay on your back, legs spread and heart racing. 

Eddie hums while stepping between your legs. He lets his hands smooth down from your knees, over your inner thighs, to your apex. He lets the backs of his fingers run over the sensitive skin and goosebumps begin to rise. 

You look over to your right, Steve is still in the same position, only he has his hand wrapped around his still-hard cock, pumping it slowly as he watches Eddie’s hands. 

A shiver runs through your body when Eddie’s middle fingers finally slip past your lips, into the sticky wetness and spread you open. He licks his lips as he stares at your center. 

"Such a pretty pussy. All pink and wet, just waiting to be ruined." His fingers massage into your slick skin. 

A short, quivering moan flows past your lips when he just barely glides over your clit. 

"Such sweet sounds too. Fuck- Steve how do you keep your composure when she makes noises like that?"

"It’s not without difficulty," Steve strains. You can hear the subtle, slick sounds of his hand moving over his cock. It has you trying to close your legs for relief, only to be stopped by Eddie’s body in the way.

Your hips roll upwards, searching for more. The emptiness you felt was consuming, and could only be sated by Eddie pushing himself inside you. 

"Eddie-" you whine, "please."

He tilts his head, watching your body write under his teasing fingers. "I'm not the one you should be asking, Harrington's in charge, Sweetheart."

You cut your eyes to Steve, questioning. He just raises an eyebrow.

Letting out a huff, you ask, "Steve, please. Please let him fuck me, wanna feel him."

Steve nods, "You heard her, Munson. She wants you to fuck her."

Your body is practically thrumming with anticipation. Eddie’s thumb circles over your clit one last time before pulling away. You try to sit up, reaching for his belt, wanting to help take his clothes off quicker. 

He stops you with a firm hand, pushing you back down. "Be patient, Sweetheart, you’ll have what you want in a second."

With hungry eyes, you watch his every movement. Your mouth waters when a trail of coarse hair is revealed, trailing down past the waist of his jeans and blue boxers. Your heart beats as he pulls the fabric lower, his almost fully hard cock is pulled from its place. He’s not as long as Steve but what he lacks in inches he makes up for in girth.

For a moment your eyes widen in surprise. How in the world is he going to fit? You ask yourself. You’ve never taken anything that thick before. 

Eddie, noticing the slight shake in your breathing, pets your leg and mumbles a soft, "You’re alright."

Then he gently takes himself in his other hand and taps the head against the swollen and sensitive lips of your cunt. You squirm at the teasing feeling.

The stiff dorm room mattress jostles you as Steve moves from lying down to o. His knees. His large hands roam over your Body, petting you almost. His fingers drag over the sliver of stomach showing from under your t-shirt. 

"Arms up honey." He tells you, and you listen, throwing your arms above your head. Steve then tugged the shirt off you, leaving you bare with two sets of hungry, lust-filled Eyes watching you. 

It's easier for them to see the hitch in your breath now. Easier for them to see how they are both affecting your body.  

Steve leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin as he whispers in your ear: "Beautiful," and your body shivers in anticipation. His lips trail down your throat, leaving a trail of what felt like molten lava in their wake.

Eddie, on the other hand, now guides himself into you. The stretch makes you burn, a different heat from Steve's n   kisses but just as pleasurable. 

Your body buzzes with the feeling of both of them touching you. Each of their large hands sends sparks through you, giving you goosebumps. 

"God, so fuckin’ tight. 

You reach out to him, fingers pushing on his abdomen, keeping him from pushing all the way in.

"Slow. Go slow." You moan. Eddie’s thickness made you feel like you were being split apart, even though you had been thoroughly worked out. 

He listens, pushing into you at a snail's pace until he bottoms out.  He groans and you gasp, feeling completely and utterly full. Eddie starts to roll his hips into you little by little. 

Your vision has gone hazy, everything is unfocused as the pain turns into pleasure. 

"Doin’ such a good job, baby." You hear Steve's praise from beside you. His hand still roams your body, teasing all the places he knows you are most sensitive. 

"Need more…" You tell both of them.  Eddie responds by increasing the pace, thrusting into you harder and faster. Steve's fingers dip lower and lower until they begin to rub into your swollen clit, his other hand tilting your head sideways. 

"Open your mouth, Honey." 

You oblige. Opening without question and humming in content when Steve's cock is placed on your tongue. He holds himself still, just letting you warm him as he uses his free hand to pump the length of him not in your mouth. 

You let free a long sigh, finally satisfied with how both men were touching you, filling up your holes. 

Eddie continues to pump deep inside you. Between his forceful thrusts and Steve’s lithe fingers, you’re on the brink. A layer of sweat has coated your body and your stomach feels like it’s in knots. Your hips are trying to move with the rhythm of their fucking you but Eddie’s hands hold you firm to the mattress. 

Moan after wanton moan leaves your stuffed mouth as you inch closer and closer to the edge. Your body begins to shake and your fingers and toes curl in on themselves as the amount of pleasure you are feeling. 

"That’s it, Sweetheart, take it. Take it like the good girl you are," Eddei hudds out between thrusts. 

"Gonna let go for us? Hum?" Steve asks.

You nod your head slightly, giving the head of his cock a firm suck, sending him into a whimpering mess. 

"Fuck." He seethes. "Not gonna last much longer."

"Me either." The other man says as his thrusts begin to lose their rhythm. 

Finally, the string inside you that’s been tugged on over and over has been pulled taut. Your back arches off the bed and a muffled scream of ecstasy flows from you as the string eventually snaps. 

"God damnit," Eddie moans, "She’s squizin’ me so fuckin’ tight. I’m gonna cum. Fuck, where do cum?"

Steve pulls out of your mouth before he speaks. "Ya hear that, Honey? Where do you want him to cum? Tell him."

You turn to look Eddie in the eyes and say, "Inside. Want you to fill me up."

Eddie grunts in what you imagine is a ‘thank you’ before he is finally spilling his load into your needy cunt. 

Steve removes his hand from your clit and brings it to his cock. "Keep your mouth open, baby, tongue out. He starts to tug himself faster and faster before he lets the spurts of cum fall into your waiting mouth. Greedily you swallow it all.

You three stay like that for a moment, fucked out and touching in any way you can. You can’t help the long whimpering whine you make when Eddie finally pulls out of you and Steve climbs off the bed. 

"I know, love, I know," Steve whispers before kissing you. "I’ll get you nice and cleaned up." He moves to the small bathroom in the corner and begins wetting a washcloth. Eddie follows behind him, filling up a cup with water and grabbing a bag of Doritos from the snack stash in one of his desk drawers.  

They both take care of you in tandem and you love every second of it. So much so that after everything, your eyes begin to droop and a big yawn escapes you. 

Steve takes his place behind you, pulling you into his warm body. "I think it’s time for a nap."

You hum in agreement. 

Eddie is quiet, then he clears his throat. "I guess I should leave you both to it. I’ll see you in a few hours, Harrington."

"Eddie, wait." Your words stop him before he can begin putting his clothes back on. 

"Yeah, Sweetheart?"

"Stay."

He looks from your half-lidded eyes to Steves, waiting for the ‘okay’. He’s almost giddy when Steve pulls the covers back, creating a space for him. 

He scrambles into the space, wrapping himself around you, and buries his face into your neck. You and Steve chuckle at him before the three of you finally relax into one another, settling down for a well-deserved sleep.

[pbnbucks]

can you please do a blurb when the reader wants attention but paige is on fortnight so the reader takes action and eats her out while she is playing and ice hears the noises she making.

also i love you stories🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

word count : 737

warnings : smut, sorta public ig, paige w a strap.

summary : you get caught by ice, which makes paige angry

“paige can you get off the game please” the girl in front of you sits in her purple gaming chair not removing her eyes nor does she notice that your there or talking to her

“ice bro your selling” you grab the head set off of her giving her a dirty look “oh, hey mamas” you roll your eyes at the girl

“p get off the game please can we go to bed?” she grabs her headphones back from you putting them on shooing you off “yea just give me 15 minutes, stop acting so needy”

your taken back by her response wanting nothing to do with you. you didn’t care that ice could hear, you knew exactly what you needed to do.

you found yourself on your knees crawling under paige’s desk slowly slipping your hands under paige’s waistband of her sweats sliding them half way down placing kitten licks on her clit receiving a look and soft moan as you hears the distant voice of ice

“i didn’t hear anything ice just focus on the game” you giggle at her response trying so hard not to let out a noise as your lapping her wet cunt spreading her legs out farther

“so wet for me” you skilled hands find a way to slip up her shirt as you playfully pinch her hard nipples seeing her face twist and turn giving u the reaction you wanted you take your right hand out from under her shirt as two of your fingers easy slip in to her tight hole making her unable to contain her moans receiving a laugh from you

you hear ices muffled voice through the headphones saying ‘AYOOO’ causing paige to rip of her headphones and leave the game.

“fuck- get on the bed” you scurry from under the desk getting on the bed as she goes to your shared dresser pulling the drawer out grabbing the strap and shutting it loudly so it would purposely make a sound to make you know she was angry.

next thing you know shes fully on you whispering in your ear as she runs her cold pointer finger up and down your bare chest

“your so in for it baby, such a bad girl for acting like a bitch in heat” her voice sends shivers down your spine as shes now spreading your legs open sparing no time as she slides the strap in to you not waiting for you to adjust as she begins her fast pace.

“you gonna act like that again?” you shake your head quickly hoping the night wouldn’t end in a punishment, as she leaves a hard smack on your inner thigh disappointed in your response

“no i wanna hear your fucking words since you wanted to act like that” your wince as you feel the red mark forming “promise, i wont act like that” she begins to rub the spot she hit massaging it “i hate that you had to make me act like this my sweet girl” you whine as you feel her pounding in to your guts filling you up as you see stomach bulges form on your lower stomach.

“your enjoying this aren’t you, fuck” she pauses as she’s slowly turned on from the way your taking her. “yes mommy” you coo as you run your hand over her abs opening your legs wider for her. she continues to slip the pink silicone strap into your sopping cunt earning filthy embarrassing noises from your pussy.

“such a good girl” she wines at the feeling of you tugging at her hair. the known knot forming in your stomach getting tighter each thrust now burning in the middle of your stomach

“look at my cock going in and out of your pussy, look at that” she praises as the strap builds her a new face of confidence. “paige i need to cum”

she runs the back of her hand over your cheek softly. “i want you to watch as you cum all on my dick” she grabs the top of your head pushing your head to look at your lower half your two bodies combining,

as your release hits over the edge as your juices run down her strap. she helps you ride out your high as she pulls out the silicone making you wince at the emptiness. “you gonna pull that move again” you shake your head quickly as you can.

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Get better, okay?

pairing: lee know x gn!reader

genre: sick fic, fluff

word count: 742

warning/s: none?

a/n: this is just a short drabble bcs i'm sick and medicated. i hope it makes sense bcs at this point i'm hallucinating.💀 hope you like it, if you did please reblog🫶🏻🫶🏻

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You're standing in your kitchen, cursing yourself cause you're going to be late for work again. You're trying to make some toast as quickly as possible because you know that your boyfriend will nag at you if you didn't have any breakfast.

You hear Minho getting up, his feet shuffling towards the kitchen.

"Good morning, sleepyhead."- you chuckle at his disheveled state, his hair sticking in all directions and a scowl on his cute face.

"I don't feel so well."- he says weakly.

"What?"- the smile on your face fades away, replaced with concern.

You drop what you were doing and come closer to Minho, your wrist on his forehead.

"You're burning up!"- you gasp and he groans.

"Great! Just what I needed."- he rolls his eyes and then winces. "Ugh, headache."- he adds.

"Okay, you go back to bed and I'll call in sick at work and take care of you."- you say.

"I don't wanna be in bed all day!"- he whines. "I've got things to do."

"I know you don't but I'm not giving you any choices. Bed, now."

"That sentence would be hot in different circumstances."- he smirks and you narrow your eyes at him.

"Go to bed, please."- you add desperately.

"Alright, alright, I'm going."- he says and trudges back into your room.

You rummage through the cabinets to find some medicine as you put the kettle on. Sending a quick message to your boss (who was thankfully always understanding), you work around the kitchen, making tea and cutting up some fruit for Minho.

Suddenly, you feel a breath hit your neck and you shriek turning around quickly.

"Minho! What are you doing here? And how did I not hear you?"- you ask, hand on your beating chest.

"I'm bored in bed. And lonely. All alone."- he pouts. You chuckle, having no idea he was clingy when he's sick.

"I'll be right there, honey."- you coo, ushering him towards the room. "You need to lay down."

"But see, I'm fine."

"You're most definitely not."- you say, seeing a sheen of sweat on his forehead. "Lay down, please."

He whines again but this time he listens, dragging his feet slowly, making a show of it.

When you're done preparing everything you lay it down on a tray and carry it to your room. You almost melt at the sight, Minho buried in blankets, only his hair and eyes peeking out.

"Let's first check your temperature."- you say.

"Okay, doctor."- he smirks and you shake your head, chuckling at him.

"Wow, your fever is kinda high."- you frown, looking at the thermometer after it beeped.

"Great news."- Minho says sarcastically.

"Here, drink your medicine."- you say and he does so, looking at you with glassy eyes.

"How about some fruit?"- you say and Minho pouts again.

"Feed me?"- he asks and you chuckle.

"You're such a big baby."- you say.

"Am not! Don't you dare tell any of the guys I'm like this when I'm sick. Now, please feed me or I will cry."- he says and you chuckle again, grabbing the plate with the fruit.

"I can't believe my day's been ruined like this. I hate being sick."- your boyfriend whines.

"My grumpy little man."- you smirk.

"I am not little."- he narrows his eyes at you, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Okay, but you're grumpy."- you lean in and kiss his forehead.

"Missed my lips."- he smirks.

"I didn't."- you tease him. "Anyways, lay down now. You need sleep."- you add grabbing a cloth you brought earlier and getting up so you can put it under water.

"Where you going?"- Minho pouts.

"I'll be right back."- you say, disappearing into the bathroom.

You come back and put the wet cloth on his forehead.

"Oh, that's nice."- he says.

"Do you want me to lay down with you?"- you ask and he whines, making grabby hands at you.

You chuckle and change into more comfortable clothes before crawling into bed.

You put your arms around Minho and he settles on your chest, burying his forehead into your neck.

"I had no idea you were this clingy when you're sick."- you smirk, caressing his head.

"You must be hallucinating."- he mumbles.

"Right... I'm hallucinating."- you giggle.

It's silent for a moment and you think he fell asleep, until you feel his arm tightening around you.

"I love you."- he whispers.

"I love you."- you echo, kissing his head.

"Get better, okay?"

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[beababoobies]

hello i saw your request post and requesting is my full time job atp this is a basic one but size and breeding kink with toji, sukuna, + anyone else you wanna include :)

I always find breeding kink requests with Toji so funny bc his ass is NOT no baby daddy🙅🙅🙅🙅🙅 

𝜗𝜚TOJI FUSHIGURO𝜗𝜚

Toji was not a man who was fit to be a dad. Well, that’s what he had told himself again and again, whenever he would have the urge to lose the condom, or not stopping when it broke. The way your body bounced with each harsh thrust of his made him a little delirious, and that’s all he chalked it up to. But then, you got the implant.

God, that fucking implant. He could’ve swore it messed with your pheromones or something - could’ve sworn you didn’t feel this fucking good around him before, the way your cheeks flushed and your eyes got all teary when you begged him to cum inside you had him feeing like a fucking nympho. Day or night, mornings before missions, Monday through Sunday, in the middle of the night when he had to wake up to get something to drink - it really didn’t matter. But then an idea even more delicious started to poke at the back of his mind.

It all started when you were curled up into him after one of your many, many sessions, snoring softly, with his cum leaking out of you, did the idea start to crawl onto him. The image of you, pregnant with his kid, all round and directly at his mercy to love, ready to be pumped full again, and again, and again. He played with the implant imprint in your upper arm, humming in agreement to whatever you were saying about it. He wasn’t listening. He didn’t care. He hated the thing. 

So, being the man he is, Toji had a new goal. To fuck you, fill you up so much that you physically couldn’t not get pregnant. He wanted to pump you up with so, so much of his cum, that you were wobbling trying to stand up after. He wanted to see it leak out of you, wanted to see you with that same, teary eyed, pathetic little look everyday. The way you whines about too much only fuelled him further, putting you in the position you were in now, thighs pressed right to your tummy. Mating press style.

“T-toji! Baby! Give yourself s-some time! Jesus F-fuck!” You whined, practically throwing a fit over how hard he was pumping himself into you. It had been three rounds for him - six for you, because he had eaten you out front to back, as a pre-apology, he supposed for how hard he was about to bruise up your guts. He just squeezed your thighs in the wide palms of his hands, letting out a groan when you scratched your nails down his back even more desperately.

“Mmm… I don’t think so. Think ‘m gonna fill you up until you burst… get you all round ‘nd full of me. You just have to lay there and take it baby.” He grunted out through harsh thrusts, face buried in your neck as he breathed heavily, giving you small nips of appreciation the more sensitive areas of your skin, and pressing kisses to your earlobe for every time you’d sweetly whine out his name. God, this was heaven. 

And you’d be his archangel. 

𝜗𝜚RYOMEN SUKUNA𝜗𝜚

Sukuna wanted an heir. This was his end goal when he saw you, this was his end goal when he married you, and this was end goal right now, only a couple months after your wedding night, to put an heir in you. His stomach did giddy flips one wouldn’t assume the king of curses could even feel thinking about an heir even half as divine as you were. He would kill anyone who said anything even slightly negative about you with a snap of his fingers, fuck, he wouldn’t even bother wasting his energy on killing such stupid scum, he’d get Uraume to do it. 

His mind drifted as he prepared you in his lap, fingers scissoring inside you as you whined and squirmed, trying to hide your face in his bare chest your slick dripping all down his hand, even his wrist. He made you cum three times already, shushing you whenever you tried to protest about being ‘ready’ to be pumped full of him. Your nails scratched against his back, the pain only egging him on as he pressed a kiss to your now sticky forehead, sweat dripping from the orgasms he pulled from you. To him, this was a ritual. 

A ritual of patience, a ritual of love, a ritual of procreation. Both his cocks strained heavy against the thin, soft silk of his sokutai, letting you grind helplessly and pathetically against them. His other hand was rubbing circles into your back, cooing you to calm down as he worked you up at the same time. 

Before you, sex, intimacy, whatever you’d call it - was a chore. He’d call in a concubine, already prepped for him, get it over with, and not have the cravings for another week or so. He didn’t do it for their pleasure, it was supposed to be a privilege on their part, to even be near him. But something primal in him snapped when he first saw you, something that made giving pleasure seem so… enticing, sweet. 

He was right, by any definition, you were sweet. Your taste was an ambrosia unlike any other, a gift from whatever gods above him - which he didn’t believe there were any, he was the god everyone prayed to, he was the top of the food chain, and you could go any higher - but you had him second guessing his own faiths when he tugged and kneaded at your thighs, giving you small spanks to keep you grinding your hips onto his face. 

It took nearly an hour of him letting his mind go in circles while the beautiful whines of yours for hoarser and hoarser, another four orgasms from you, for him to agree that you were ‘ready’ to be filled up, ready to carry his heir, ready to be soft and mouldable for him, and once he had you pressed into the silk sheets of your bed, he nearly burst to tears. The way you laid there, looking at him like a rabbit caught in the jaws of a wolf, eyes wide and heart beating fast, littered with bite marks and spit, hands gripping the sheets, knowing things were only going to get more and more intense, he just had to ruin you. It would be selfish not to eat you whole. 

[atarathegreat]

No Nut November Tokyo Revengers

Ft: Manjiro Sano, Ken Ryuguji, Keisuke Baji, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Haruki Hayashida

Mikey is the only one that wins. It was stupid but you were having fun teasing Mikey. It was too easy when he refused to give in and just bury his cock as deep as he can. Walking around the house naked, showering with him, sleeping in nothing but your little underwear. Even if he was taking part in the silly little challenge (because he can't stand to let anyone beat him at anything, least of all Baji), you weren't. It was torturous to hear your sweet little sounds with his hand knuckle deep in your heat. His eyes were on the clock, his ears trained to hear only you. The absolute second that the clock hit 12:00am, he pulled his hand free and kissed your thigh. "Mikey!" You whined, having been so, so close to that edge you wanted. "It's December, babydoll." He crawled up, expertly slipping from his shorts and kicking them off the bed, "Tell me I can. Say it. Say the words." A little head nod and whine was the least he would accept, but he would accept it. In seconds Mikey was bottomed out, a whimper getting clipped as he bit his lips together. "Never again. I'm never going without this again." Mikey planted his hands on either side of your head, "Wrap around me, babydoll, I'm going as deep as your pretty pussy will let me."

He's failed. Day three and he knows he failed because Draken can't help but fill you with his seed. Fucking you with anything but his dick, for him, is an insult to you. But the second he's balls deep, he knows he won't be able to stop before he cums. Seeing you fucked out, dripping with the mess he can leave as deep as he wants, that was his reward for the fun. "Kenny! Kenny, your-" "Fuck it." Draken hissed as he dug his fingers into your hips, "Keep fuckin' bouncin', precious. Make a fuckin' mess."

Baji has to admit it to Mikey. He couldn't make it the whole month. Halfway through you were feeling empty, and Baji refused to budge. Until you got shirtless and sat in his lap with that sweet pout. "Don't do that, baby, you know I hate when you're upset." Baji mumbled, pushing your hair out of your eyes. "Then stop telling me no over some dumb game!" The sound of you whining at him was one he only liked when you were begging him to stop using you. "Don't whine." He pulled your hair back, nipping at your neck, "You know what it does." More whining, more pouting, more tantrums. Again and again and again. Until he was pressing more of those special little sounds out of your mouth as you tried to be quiet. "Oh, now we wanna hush?" Baji gripped your chin, "Let the upstairs neighbors hear ya', baby."

Unlike his friends, Mitsuya isn't too invested in the whole charade. If you two don't have sex, so be it. If you do, amazing. Either way, he'll be happy. But when you came into his home office and sat down angrily on the little couch, he couldn't help but inquire. "This whole stupid month and your stupid friends!" You huffed. Mitsuya can't help but laugh at the pissy way you spoke. You knew you could have him whenever you wanted, within reason, of course. "C'mere, darling." Mitsuya tucked the fabric on his table into the drawer, patting the desktop with a hefty hand, "Sit." He loves the way you do what he says so quickly. It takes one hand, one move, to pull his belt from its place around his waist, "Hands out, darling. Girls who throw fits don't get to touch."

Kazutora didn't even make it a few hours. The morning sun woke up and he couldn't ignore the pain in his groin. He rolled over and reached down to pull your waist closer to him and tuck your panties to the side. "Pretty girl, pretty girl." He groaned as he fit his cock between your legs and easily rocked into you, "Fuck yes, my pretty girl. Speak to me." He'd already failed, so why not spend the day with you in bed?

Haruki "There was a challenge?" Hayashida. He doesn't give a fuck. Doesn't even attempt to keep his cock in his pants. Caveman brain to the max, I'm talking: Food, water, fight, fuck. Nothing else. Pah has you on the couch, in the recliner, over the counter, anywhere that he can get you naked. The way you touch his scars as he fucks you through another orgasm, teary eyes and kisses as you hold him, "So handsome, Pah. So, so handsome." The way this man would kill for your compliments is FOUL. But he'll settle for bullying his cock deeper in your stomach.

[jistagrams]

"what am I gonna do all day while ur at work" Anton mumbles, sulking into the bed. "idk play games or go out with your friends" you reply, drying your hair with the towel in your hands, other towel stuck to your body. "or you could just say home..you know, take a sick day" he perks up. "can't I have a lot of work to do" you throw the towel in the dirty clothes basket, standing up from the edge of your shared bed. "I always take a day off just to spend time with you" he whines, taking the blanket off of him to crawl over to you, sitting at the edge of the bed like you once did. "cause u probably hate your job" you yawn softly, you feel his arms snaking up your waist. "Anton.." you warn him, "not gonna do anything babe" you remove his hands, knowing once he calls you babe instead of baby it means he wants something, someone. "Anton I can't, gotta get ready" you said sternly, "I know" he stands up behind you, "want me to help you?" He smiles softly at you, grabbing a black pencil skirt,under garments and a white button up. He drops the towel from your body and kisses your neck softly. "cute huh? Gonna look professional baby" he hands you the outfit, thanking him softly as you got dressed Infront of him. "you know, you look really good in this" he smiles, grabbing onto your waist once more. turning you around, immediately chasing after your lips. "a-anton" you gasp out. he slips his tongue inside, kiss noises filled the room. He pulls away and kisses your forehead. "wanna fuck u but u gotta work" he pouts, pulling you into a hug, "gonna be hard whole time I'm gone?" You tilt your head to the side. he nods with a cheeky smile, "mhm, gonna play games and imagine you under the table blowing me off" you snicker, "get out of my way loser" you tease, "I'll miss you babygirl" he teases back, "keep saying that and your gonna go to bed hard too"

[creativesaturn]

Summary: Spencer accidentally got the wrong contact solution; the one he was allergic to. He complained about how he looked in his glasses. So, you took it upon yourself to comfort him and show him how pretty he really is.

Genre: Fluff + Smut

Pairing: Spencer reid x fem!reader

Warnings: blowjob, unprotected piv, multiple orgasms, sub!Spencer, dom!reader, lmk if any others!!!!

Word count: 2.6k

Spencer walked into your shared apartment with soft footsteps from his shoes. The distant sound from the TV and the dimmed light from the single lamp in the living room guiding him towards your body laid out on the couch.

"Spence?" You mumbled, peeling your eyes open to look up at the tall figure looking down at you.

"Hi. Why are you sleeping on the couch?" He questioned, scanning your position on the couch and the blanket that laid over you.

"I was waiting for you." You sighed, picking up your body and curving your legs to your chest.

"Oh, I didn't realize how late it would be. I'm sorry." He apologized, taking a seat on the side of the couch your legs revealed.

"It's okay, baby. I know work is hard on you." You assured him with a smile. You moved your body closer to his to rest your chin on his shoulder.

He shifted his head to your direction with soft puppy eyes. He never had to speak with words to tell you how much he appreciated you. You knew he'd do anything for you, and that you'd do the same.

You pecked his lips in a soft embrace. He wanted to lean back in, and to feel your lips a little longer. He couldn't pick where to place his gaze; on your eyes or lips?

"C'mon you're probably tired, hm?" You grabbed his hand and stood up from the couch to drag him into the bedroom.

He groaned as he stood up and followed right behind you. He watched as you sat on the edge of the bed, pulling his hand towards yourself to bring him between the opening of your legs.

You pecked his lips, "I missed you."

"I missed you, more." He whispered.

"Get ready for bed. I wanna hold you." You placed your hands on the sides of his face to bring him into a deeper kiss. Letting you move in sync but then slowly pulling away.

"Yes ma'am." Spencer murmured. He walked to the bathroom and flicked the lights on, leaving the door slightly open behind him. You smiled and got comfy on your side of the bed, tucking your feet under the covers.

He picked up his contact solution before stopping to read the label. His face dropped and a soft whine left his lips.

He didn't mind wearing glasses. In the safety of his own home that is. But he genuinely hates wearing them in front of anyone. They made him feel smaller and made him any less smarter. It was an obvious insecurity of his, never bothering to overcome it since he never felt like he had to.

"Spence?" You called out, watching his face through the mirror from in between the cracked door.

"It's the wrong contact solution." He called back, opening the door and holding up the bottle in his hand. "I have work really early tomorrow! I can't wear my- my glasses!" He whimpered, trying to find a way to resolve his issue.

"Why not? You always look so cute in them." You smiled, crawling towards the end of the bed.

"No I don't." He huffed, turning back towards the mirror and placing the solution down.

"Spencer..." You whispered, "Come here." You sighed, withering your eyebrows, showing your concern for his insecurities.

He sighed before slowly walking towards you, barely keeping eye contact.

"Where are your glasses?"

"In my draw."

"Get them."

Spencer sighed once more in defeat. He walked to his bedside table, grabbing his glasses and walking back. He put them out in front of him for you to take.

"Put them on." You nodded.

So he did, he opened them up and slid them onto his face. You couldn't help but smile, he was adorable.

"How can you not like them? You're so perfect." You spoke, bringing your hands to cup his face.

"It's not the way I look," He mumbled, "It's the way people see me." He confessed, closing his eyes and relaxing in your hands.

"Who cares about them? You're smart, with or without glasses." You sighed, pecking his lips softly but pulling away quickly to see his face.

"I don't know..." He whispered, peeling his eyes open to look at you.

"Spence..." You cooed, dragging your hands down his chest. A soft noise leaving Spencer as you did so, making it obvious how the poor boy was trying to keep his composure.

He'd been horny all day, but he wasn't one to admit that. But when he got home he was fine, it was only now that the familiar feeling suddenly hit him.

He wanted you to praise him, but just as much he wanted you on top of him. He was so needy, and was only praying that the glasses would give him any excuse.

"Please.." He whined, trying to hold his body weight on his two feet feeling oddly difficult. The feeling of your soft touch quickly felt hot on his skin, feeling as if he was melting.

"I know, Spence... How about I show you how adorable you are? Hm?" You suggested with a soft smile, trailing your hands around his torso and body.

"Yes, yes. Yes, please." He huffed through deep breaths. Quickly cupping your face with his large hands to pick up his head, and press you into a deep kiss.

You kissed back with an intimate intention, softly grasping his hair and trailing your finger tips up and down his back. His soft flushed lips moved along with your own with soft whines of desperation; begging for more without words.

You gripped the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head, Spencer automatically lifted his arms to help you. The shirt catching on glasses, but he quickly fixed them, when he opened his eyes he quickly realized how foggy they were.

When you watched him take them off to clean them, you quickly protested. "No, keep them like that." You spoke, bringing them back to his eyes.

"But it's hard to see.." He muttered, his eyebrows withering. "I wanna be able to see you." He whined wrapping his arms around your waist in an attempt to bring you closer.

"I know, but you look so cute, Spence." You assured him, letting his face rest in your neck. "Can't help myself." You whispered, followed by a gasp at the feel of his hips rutting into you softly.

Your lips turned into a smile at how desperate he was, biting your bottom lip at the effect you obviously had on him. "C'mon, get on the bed." You said, tapping his arm to catch his attention.

He wasted no time pulling away and getting onto the bed, lying on his back in the middle of the mattress. One of his favorite positions.

You crawled towards him, up his body to be on top of him. Your lips kissed down his jaw, following his neck and down his naked chest. You stopped at his nipples, bringing your hand up to squeeze one in between your two fingers. The other in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it.

He whimpered at the feel, his hips rutting up into the air for a desperate plea of friction. He tried to push your hips down to touch him where he needed you the most, but you kept your ground to keep teasing his nipples.

"Oh... please.." Spencer whimpered, gripping onto the fat of your hips, his dull nails digging into the skin.

"Not yet." You simply spoke, moving your mouth to the other nipple to do the same thing, being sure not to neglect the other one with the company of your fingers.

"But--please... Please!" He continued to beg, his body writhing beneath you with his pitiful attempt at getting the friction he deserved.

You moved your mouth to hover over his own, but not closing the gap with your noses touching. "You're lucky, you're adorable. If you weren't wearing these glasses, you'd be begging with tears." You whispered, your sultry breath hitting his face.

He nodded, understanding exactly what you meant but was too intimidated to use words.

He sighed in relief when your hands found his pants, unzipping them and pulling them along with his boxers down his plush ass with the help of his raised hips.

You watched as his dick raised up, his tip mean red and already leaking precum. You smiled at the sight, watching as he watched you through the fogged up lens and his mouth agape, ready and waiting for you.

You smirked at his eagerness, wrapping your hand around the head of his cock to spread his precum around his length.

He threw his head back with a smile that screamed, 'finally'. His eyes fluttered shut in the pleasure of your hand.

"Eyes on me, Spence." Dominance dripping from your words. Your hand settling at the base of his cock.

His took in a breath but obliged. Since keeping his head up with no support began to hurt the first time, he picked himself up on his elbows to get a clear view.

You smiled at his new position, your lips slightly grazing against the skin of his cock.

You always knew how to make him feel good, nothing you did was ever for yourself; it was always for him. He was truly grateful for you, in and out of bed.

"You like that, pretty boy?" You teased him, leaving kisses down his aching cock that pulsated in your hand.

"Ye--yes..." He whimpered, watching as you licked his cock from the base up to the head, taking his tip in your mouth with your eyes still on him.

He moaned at the sight. The feeling of your mouth caving in around his cock made his body shake.

When you got the reaction you wanted, you pushed your head deeper onto his dick, gathering every inch in your mouth. You took in the last inch you needed, the tip of his cock brushing against the back of your throat causing you to gag.

Spencer's hand fell to your head to lift you up enough where you weren't completely drowning with his cock. He didn't want you to gag or make yourself uncomfortable just for his pleasure.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, picking your head up and going back down, using your hand to take what your mouth couldn't.

"Just--Just like that.." He moaned, his hand gathering a handful of your hair, unconsciously guiding you with a pull.

You moaned around him as a response, letting him feel the vibrations of your mouth through his entire body. You could see the goosebumps that formed on his thighs, your pupils dilating at the sight.

"Mm.. 'M so close.." He gasped, his back falling back onto the bed, his hips lifting into your mouth.

You kept going even after his warning, watching his chest heave as a sign he was about to cum. And with a soft whimper of your name, he did.

You moved your mouth to only take in the tip, jerking him off with your hand to milk him for everything he had.

When he finally had enough and attempted to push your forehead off, you released with a pop, swallowing the salty substance.

You wiped the corner of your mouth and moved your body to move your face up to his.

His glasses were foggier than before, his eyes lazy and trying not to shut fully. "You think you can last?" You asked, pecking his kissed lips.

He shook his head, "But..." He moaned, "You can still... ri--ride me.. if you want.." He suggested, wanting you to feel good as well.

This surprised you, not the fact he wanted you to feel good too, the fact he suggested it. He was always shy with requests, hoping you would just read his mind and do it for him. But, when he actually asked like this, it made you tingly; an excited feeling.

It felt like you finally made him comfortable enough to speak his mind, finally getting him to speak instead of automatically thinking it would be an awkward sentence.

He could see the glint in your eye after he spoke, he couldn't help but grow the softest smile at the way your face lit up.

You were so lost in thought you forgot to reply, taking his lips into yours; nibbling on his bottom lip.

He held your face with his left hand, deepening the kiss with lazy movements.

You finally pulled away with a smile. "Is that what you want? For me to feel good using your cock?" Even after the soft moment, you couldn't help but tease him and dominate him with your voice.

He nodded quickly, swallowing the lump in his throat. "That's exactly what I want." He mumbled as a reply, barely being able to see you through his glasses but he just knew your expression.

You let a giggle slip from your mouth, quickly trying to hide it by sitting up and removing your shirt. Spencer suddenly felt bad he couldn't properly watch you, being stuck behind the wall of his foggy glasses.

Just like he thought you would, you read his mind. Picking his glasses off of him and wiping them with your shirt, placing them delicately back on his nose.

He thanked you with a mumble, finally being able to watch you take off your shorts and underwear and line yourself up with his dick.

You sunk yourself onto him with a groan, feeling him stretch your walls with the perfect amount of pain that disguised itself as pleasure.

You rested your hands on his stomach, finally taking all of him in with a content sigh. You looked down at the man who had his eyes shut and his fingers digging into your thighs, eyebrows twitching every time your velvet walls pulsated around him.

You got to work lifting your hips and bringing them back down, finding your rhythm with moans flowing from your open mouth.

Spencer opened his eyes to the weight of you on his dick, watching as your head was aimed down, eyes fixated on the way your pussy took him inside of you.

His brows withered with the knowing he won't last much longer, but when his mouth opened all he could let out was a soft squeak, completely fucked out from his previous orgasm.

You picked up your pace, chasing for your own release, trying to reach the bar that was just out of reach. You let out broken moans and words, digging your nails into the skin of his stomach.

"y/n.." Spencer tried to plead, but his voice was too low for you to hear over the sounds of skin slapping skin and the sounds of your cunt squelching around him.

He threw his head back, giving up on trying to warn you and letting himself release inside of you.

You didn't realize that, that was exactly what you needed to come undone, your orgasm following closely behind Spencer's when he painted your insides.

Your arms trembled, unable to hold your weight and letting you fall on top of  Spencer. Your chin digging into his chest as you tried to catch your breath.

When you caught your breath enough to sit up, you placed a soft kiss on his chest where you face one sat, picking yourself up and slowly lifting yourself off of him.

He let out a deep sigh at the feel of his soft cock hitting his stomach, wincing at the sound.

"Be right back," You whispered, getting off the bed, and heading straight towards the bathroom.

Spencer smiled, a knowing look on his face that he was definitely wearing his glasses again.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[redhead1180]

Puppy

Pairing - sub!JJ x Dom!fem reader

Summary - JJ gets in trouble.

Words - 1.9k

Warnings MDNI - m sub/f dom, edging, cursing, cock ring, p in v, oral (f receiving), m. tied up, sex toys, SMUT (let me know if I missed any)

A/N - Finally finished the subby JJ fic from my poll last week. Sorry life has gotten in the way. I'm not sure it's my favorite, but I don't hate it.

JJ had been needy all day and by the time we got my house he was nearly humping my leg. We had been out on the boat all day with the pogues and I was trying to put stuff up in the kitchen.

“Baby” he whined coming up behind me rutting up against my ass. “Can’t that wait?”

“No, I don’t want it to spoil and you’ll want the beer cold later.” I patiently tell him.

He huffed like a petulant toddler, stomping his foot for good measures.

“I want you now” he demands and grabs my hips pulling me back hard on his hard cock.

“Did you just demand me” I turnaround eyeing him with my eyebrow raised.

A flash of fear crosses his face, “N- no b- bab- baby” he stammers

“That is not my name and you did demand me” I sternly tell him. “bedroom now, and I want you stripped of all your clothes”

“Mo- Mommy, i-“

“No, bedroom now” I cut him off. I turn back around not waiting for him to acknowledge and put away the stuff. I hear him shuffle off as I put away the rest of the items. I grab a glass filling it with ice and some rum, and make my way to the bedroom. I walk in and JJ is naked, sitting at the edge of the bed, sitting on his hands. I don’t say anything and walk to nightstand and put my glass down. Then I strip off my shirt and shorts leaving me in my bikini. I saunter over to the closet.

JJ moans from his spot, but doesn’t say anything.

“You better not be touching yourself” I holler out from the closet, “I will know.”

I grab our toy box and come back into the room. JJ looks at me like a little puppy, eyes begging, still sitting on his hands. He is shaft standing straight up, red and looking very painful. I look at him pitifully.

“oh baby, that looks painful” I coo as I come to stand in front of him. I take his face in my hands and kiss him gently, before pressing into my tits. JJ groans and ruts his face in my tits for a bit, kissing softly.

“That’s a good boy” I praise him. “Now crawl up the bed and lay out for mommy.”

He gives my breasts one more kiss before sliding up to the bed into position. I grab the rope or of the box and walk to one hand. I know JJ had to hate the fact he taught me how to tie knots and now I used them on him. I tie both hands to headboard in a poachers knot, then doing the same to his feet.

“Mommy why” he whimpered.

“You demanded me, I can’t let that slide baby boy” I said calmly, looking at him with my bottom lip pushed out. I went back to the box and pulled out the blindfold. “Now remember, no cumming until Mommy says, and let me know when you’re close”

“Yes, Mommy, but please” he begged “I wanna see you”

“You won’t have to wear it the whole time” I promised as I tied it on. I grab the cock ring from the box and gently place it on him. He bucked his hips against my hands, and I teased his cock for a bit.

“Oh sweetie, you have the prettiest pink dick I have ever seen” I praised as I slowly stroked him, pressing my thumb against the tip, spreading his precum around. Then I abruptly stopped, causing him to his buck his hips and cry out in frustration. I slapped his thigh and then grabbed the remote for the cock ring.

“Stop that, be glad Mommy is being so nice” I growl. I grab my glass taking a nice swig of my drink before grabbing an ice cube.

I rub the ice cube along JJ’s lips, he gasps, I trace his lips with it and then moving it down to his chin. I run it down his neck and to one nipple, rubbing it over and over till his nipples could cut glass. Then I did the same other one, making sure both get the same attention. From there, I run it down over his rock-hard abs and down his happy trail.

“That feel good, puppy?” I ask teasingly smiling.

“Mhmm” he moans out.

“You’re such a good boy for me” I praise. I turn on the cock ring to the lowest setting. JJ cry’s out, bucking his hips up.

“Fuck baby” he gasps out.

I grab the riding habit from the box and slap his dick. He whimpers out.

“What’s my name, puppy?” I demand, slapping it again. He bucks his hips hard and squirms, whimpering the whole time.

“Mommy, sor- sorry, mommy” he stammers. “Mommy please”

“What, puppy, what do you want?” I coo to him. I turn up the ring another setting while soothingly rubbing his cock.

“Mommy, please I need to cum” he begs pathetically.

“Hmmm, no not yet. Your punishment isn’t done.”

I reach up and take off the blindfold. He blinks a bit, before focusing on me. His normally ocean blue eyes are nearly completely black. I grin at him and lean down and gives him a searing kiss. I reach down and gently stroke his vibrating cock. He groans in my mouth, taking everything he can from the kiss. It’s a wet sloppy kiss, teeth clashing against each other, biting lips and then I sit up. He chases my lips till he can’t anymore, then slams his head back down and grunts, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. He knows better than to say or do anything. Knowing I won’t let him cum, but edge him for hours.

“Watch me puppy” I say I gently stroke his cheek. He opens his eyes and looks at me, tears on his lashline. I reach back and grab the vibrator and set it beside me.

“What’s that for?” JJ asks, eyeing it fearfully.

“Just watch Mommy” I gently insist.

I reach up and untie the strings behind my neck, letting it fall down, then untie the back string. Letting my bikini top fall and land around his neck. My breast released fall down and jiggle a little. I rub and knead them for a minute. JJ groans, pulling at the ropes on his hands. For the moment I let him squirm and pull at the ropes. I rub my stomach before reaching my hips and untie the strings on each side, allowing the bikini bottom to fall off and flatten. I raise up just enough to pull it off and throw it.

I move up to sit on his chest and grab the vibrator. I lean back enough so JJ can see my pussy right in front of his face. He whines pulling at the ropes.

“I wanna touch, please” he begs between gritted teeth.

I ignore him and run the vibrator over my wet, soaked pussy, making him watch. I gasp from the sensation, JJ moans. I slide it thru my folds, rolling my hips, soaking his chest in my arousal. I feel him began to thrust his hips behind me, looking for friction as the cock ring vibrates around his dick.

“Mommy please,” he pleads quietly, “I won’t do it again, just please untie me and let make you feel good.”

“Hmm,” I ponder “Have you learned your lesson?” I ask as I put away the vibrator and slide down his abs. He hisses from pleasure.

“Yes, I promise I’ve learned”

“I don’t buy it.” I hover him and slam down on cock, making him jerk his hips up and cry out. I turn up the cock to near the highest setting and bounce up and down. JJ moaning and whimpering, thrusting his hips as hard as he can in his ropes. I feel him twitch inside me.

“Mommy, I’m gonna cum” he pants out.

I turn off the ring and pull off him, before he can cum. JJ screams out in frustration and bucks his hips wildly. I lean up and give him gentle kisses on his cheeks and forehead.

“This doesn’t happen when you’re a good boy.” I taunt in his ear. I continue to edge JJ for another hour or so, until his tip is nearly purple and he is crying and begging me to let him cum.

“Oh puppy, you’re doing so good for me,” I praise. “You want me to let you cum?”

He vigorously nods his head and whispers “please” over and over.

“Ok, you eat Mommy out and make her cum, and then I will let you pick how you want to cum. You can fuck my tits and cum on my chest or,” I pretend to ponder, “I will let you cum in Mommy’s pussy”

“Pussy” he hastily says. I chuckle as I remove the ring and position over his face.

“Now be a good boy and make Mommy cum.” I demand.

I lower myself down and JJ licks my core from hole to clit, making me moan. I grab the headboard as he latches onto my nub, licking and sucking till I am rolling my hips. I untie him and his hands immediately grab my thighs pulling me down harder as he pushes his tongue into my hole and fucks me with his tongue.

“Fuck” I moan out, grabbing and pulling JJ’s hair to get him closer. He lets go of one thigh and, none to gently, shoves two fingers into my pussy and sucks my clit. I gasp out, pulling his hair harder and grinding down on him. He groans, the vibrations making me cry out.

“I’m s’close” I pant as I ride his face and he fucks me with his fingers. JJ curls his fingers hitting my sweet spot and bites down on my clit. I scream out as I fall over the edge, my release spilling all over JJ’s face as he slurps up every last bit of juices that I released. He licks and kisses me through my high and I eventually slump down and fall to the side. He raises up to look at me, his mouth and chin slick with my arousal.

“Was that good, Mommy?” he asks smirking.

“Yea puppy, Mommy’s very happy” I pant, he grins like a Cheshire cat. Not having the energy to ride him now, I lay back and spread my legs.

“You can fuck me n-” and before the words leave my lips, JJ is on top of my sliding his cock in my pussy.

Seeing how I edged him for so long, it didn’t take long, and JJ was cumming inside me. He collapsed on me and I wrapped my legs around him and slid my arms around his neck. He rutted up in me, still lost in his euphoria, whining into my chest.

“You’re such a good pup for Mommy,” I praised as I kissed his forehead and ran my fingers thru his hair, scratching his scalp as I did, making him hum. We laid there for a bit, while I petted and praised him.

“C’mon, baby, let’s get you cleaned up and got to sleep”

I led him to the bathroom and cleaned us up, before heading back to bed and laying down. I rolled on my side and JJ buried his head in my chest and curled up to me like a koala.

“Sleep now puppy” I murmured before we both fell into blissful slumber.

Tagging some moots:

@juniebugg @princessmaybank @haven247 @echo-at-the-pond @kraekat29 @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @drewstarkeyslut @drudyslut @blueicequeen19 @moremaybank @rafesc0kewh0re @pankowperfection @lovesickbrat @babygorewhore

[willsimpforanyone]

Hya!!I was wondering if you could do a poly!solangelo x child of posioden!reader smut. Like a bit of a friendly/cute tease of how Nico keeps falling for posioden kids. I hope your having or had a good day! Also your work is like the meaning of a MASTERPEICE!!!!!!!! Thank you😁

thank u for being so patient and so sweet about my work! <3

all characters are over 18, they have an apartment or something together etc. also i made the reader amab!nonbinary because i don't have enough representation of enby sex with a dick

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Even I could feel the heat from Nico's gaze as I blowdried my hair, ruffling the strands between my fingers. I smirked to myself, making eye contact with Will as he brushed his teeth.

"Do you think he thinks he looks brooding?" I stage-whispered, feigning secrecy between myself and the taller of my partners. Will snorted, and immediately sputtered toothpaste over the sink.

"It went up my nose!"

I cackled, throwing my head back and turning off the hairdryer to set it down on the bathroom counter. Nico's voice growled (read: whined) from the open door of the bedroom- "That's karma for laughing at their stupid comment."

"Aw, the edgy bastard can't handle being called an edgy bastard?" I teased, coming to lean against the doorframe as Nico stayed propped up on his elbows, laid on the bed.

He stuck up a middle finger and I blew him a kiss.

"Be nice to the edgy bastard," Will cooed, coming to wrap his arms around me from behind and hooked his chin over my shoulder. His minty breath brushed cool over my cheek. "You know how he gets about Poseidon's kids."

The other middle fingers came up as Nico flopped to lie flat on his back to swear at both of us. "I am not- I don't get like anything, fuck the both of you."

"Is that on the table?" I grinned, leaning back into Will and feeling his hands drag from my waist to my hips. Nico emitted an indignant, affronted noise that mellowed out into something approximating curiosity. Interesting. "Answer me, baby, do you wanna fuck both of us? Or... do you want both of us to fuck you?"

Will's hum vibrated through my ribcage and he nosed at my cheek. "Maybe he wants to see you all powerful and shit, I think. Powerful the way that P-"

The speed at which a pillow thumped into the both of us was honestly impressive, and I shrieked a laugh as it smacked into my (and therefore Will's) face. Nico was now sat up, arms crossed and a disgusted expression on his face. "Don't even, do not bring that name into our sex life, that boy was a mistake I wish never to repeat."

"Hey," I pouted playfully, picking up the pillow and throwing it back. "That's my half-brother, y'know."

Nico threw his hands up in the air and flopped down onto the bed. "Why, why must you remind me of that, do you hate me? I won't let either of you fuck me if you remind me that I'm dating the half-sibling of the first guy I had a crush on when I was 14 when I am now 24 and a whole ass adult who would like to not talk about dumb 14 year old love."

"Hey!" Will protested, waddling with me over to the bed and dragging me down onto it with him. "I have no relation to He Who Shall Not Be A Part Of Our Sex Life."

I had to agree that he deserved the second pillow to the face that Nico served him, and I wiggled out of Will's grip to go crawl over to the son of Hades. "Won't mention it again, Neeks, promise, I'm sorry."

The pout I recieved was adorable and I was utterly powerless to resist kissing it. I was rewarded with a shy smile and hands coming to rest on my shoulders. "Thank you, baby, I appreciate that."

I nodded, kissing him once again. "Now, seriously, do you wanna fuck? 'Cause you were definitely eye-fucking me in the bathroom and I wanna know if you're up for more."

Nico hummed, nodding his head and bumping his nose with mine. "Mhm, yes, I do, I would like to be fucked because I'm warm and still kinda sleepy and frankly being between the sea and the sun sounds incredibly appealing."

The soft whine came from Will, who squirmed over to bury his face in Nico's hair. "I love you so much and you're quite romantic really and I wanna hold you while you get fucked because I don't want to, like, do that bit right now. That okay?"

"More than okay," Nico replied softly, a hand leaving my shoulder to scratch gently at Will's golden halo of hair, freshly washed and smelling of roses and honey. I hummed an agreement, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

"You can hold him together while I take him apart, hm?"

I felt the shiver of Nico's body and by Will's hidden smirk, I could tell he did too. Hefting himself up, Will crawled over to the headboard, making grabby hands at his boyfriend. "Come here, you." He recieved a pout, Nico's head tilted back to look at him and exposing his pale olive-toned skin to me quite nicely. Will rolled his eyes fondly and reached out to heave Nico up into his arms. "24 year old adult my ass, demanding to be carried everywhere."

I shrugged, grinning and crawling over to curl my fingers over the waistband of Nico's worn sweatpants that are only acceptable to wear to sleep. "He can be a pillow prince if he wants- what are you gonna do, say no?"

"...no, I'm going to indulge him every time because life was mean so I won't be," Will mumbled, face smushed into Nico's hair, voice dripping with affection.

Nico shifted uncomfortably, the skin of his cheek caught in between his teeth. "You don't have you, y'know? I'm not- if you don't want to, I'm not gonna make you." He looked at me, nerves spiking with worry that he's somehow forced us into this.

"Neeks, we want to do this," I reassured him gently, pulling at the elastic of his sweatpants and murmuring the words into the soft skin of his lower stomach. "Will just wanted to hold you, and you were totally okay with that, right?" He nodded. "And I know that if I didn't want to do this, I could say so and we'd do something else, right?" Another nod, then a blink and a visible steeling of his nerves and a softening of his body.

"Yeah, of course, anything, anything you'd want," Nico whispered, fingers tangling with Will's as they both watched me ease Nico out of his sweatpants and gently pull his thighs apart.

I brushed a kiss over the inside of his thigh, laying down on my stomach. "Right now, I wanna make my boyfriend feel good while our other boyfriend looks after him, does that sound good?"

"Colour, baby?" Will murmured into his ear, reminding him of the traffic light system- green is good, yellow is slow down to a stop and talk, red is stop immediately and transition into aftercare.

"Green, green, I'm good," Nico breathed, eyes locked onto me as I pressed my lips up his thighs. I blew softly over his dick and he inhaled sharply, the same moment he twitched under my attention.

The first swipe of my tongue had his stomach muscles tensed, lip caught between his teeth. Grinning, I looked up at Will. "Lube, please, loverboy." Will rolled his eyes but blushed at the name, obediently grabbing a bottle from the bedside drawer and passing it to me.

Holding it in one hand to warm it up a little, I used the other hand to wrap firmly around Nico's dick, holding it just so I could get my lips wrapped around the tip. The twin inhalations from the boys above me were fuel to the burning heat in my abdomen.

"F-Fuck," Nico whimpered, fingers squeezing tight at Will's as I dragged my tongue around the head, coaxing him harder and harder in my hand. Slowly, I took more into my mouth, feeling the familiar weight of his cock on my tongue and sucking very lightly. The taste of precome burst on my tastebuds and I shivered in delight that my tough, edgy, extraordinarily powerful boyfriend was so easy to please.

Will's lips were pressed to Nico's ear, voice soft and lilting. "Aren't they pretty, huh? They look so good with their head between your legs, does their mouth feel good, baby?"

"M-Mhm, r-really good, so warm, shit-" Nico gasped as his cock bumped the back of my throat, hips jerking up but Will moved both pairs of their hands to hold him down.

"Behave, Neeks, let them do the work," he hummed, kissing Nico's temple. I flicked open the cap of the bottle, releasing my grip on Nico to drizzle some lukewarm lube over two of my fingers.

I pulled my mouth off him slowly, blinking up at my boys through my lashes with a cocky smirk on my face. Nico already looked wrecked, my poor love. "Ready for more?"

His nod was almost frantic, and I laughed softly. "Alright, just relax, I've got you, hm? Will's gonna keep you nice and warm and grounded, okay?"

I rubbed ever-so-gentle at his hole, getting him used to the feeling before easing the tip of my finger inside. Nico threw his head back against Will's chest, gasping.

"Shh, I know, I know," Will cooed as I pressed in further, making sure not to hurt him as his hole swallowed up my finger to the knuckle. I moaned at the sight and the feeling, hips pressing into the bed as I dragged the finger back out. "Feels good, doesn't it? They're so good with their hands, so good at getting you ready for them, shh, don't squirm, be good for us, baby."

Nico's eyes were lidded and heavy, cheeks flushed down to his chest and lips parted in shallow breaths. He looked gorgeous and I kept my eyes on his face as I slipped a second finger inside him along with the first.

He keened, back arching and toes curling. Soft, almost sleepy moans fell from his lips and I soaked them up like ambrosia. "Beautiful," I whispered, pulling and pushing my fingers into the tight, hot heat of Nico. I could feel him relaxing, acclimating to the feeling and loosening up under my touch.

"B-Baby," Nico panted, hips making aborted little rolls despite Will holding him down. "More, p-please, want more, wanna feel you."

Will chuckled lightly, nuzzling into Nico's pink cheek and looking down at me. "You heard the man," he grinned. "Give our pillow prince what he asks for."

I saluted from between Nico's thighs. "Sir, yes sir!"

Nico scrunched his nose, a playful smile tugging at his bitten lips. "Cringe, ew, stop immediately, I will not let you fuck me in some kind of military kink scene, you two can negotiate that firmly without me."

Laughing, I crawled up to be face to face with him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "You don't wanna be the lowly soldier being taken advantage of by his captain and their general?"

"No," he declined flatly, one eyebrow raised in disgust. "No, I do not want that."

"Spoilsport," I pouted, leaning over Nico's shoulder to press my lips to Will's as well. "Guess I'll just have to fuck you without the honourifics." I opened the lube again, hissing slightly as my wet hand wrapped around my sensitive skin, pleasure and desire running thick through my veins as I knelt back between Nico's legs.

Will smothered a laugh, arms moving to wrap around Nico's ribs under the t-shirt he was still wearing. His eyes met mine and he winked. "You'd look hot in the uniform, though." Nico smacked a hand over Will's mouth, then repeated the action with mine when I opened it to reply.

"Enough! No military kink in this bedroom while I am also in this bedroom, and especially not when I am waiting impatiently to be fucked by my partner!"

"I love it when you get demanding," I smirk into his palm, leaning over him with one hand settled on the bed and the other guiding my dick to rest teasingly against Nico's hole. He clenched and released, making a punched-out sound as I applied the barest amount of pressure.

"You're such a tease," Will laughed, smoothing his hands down Nico's sides. "Let the poor kid have it, come on."

"I'm 24!" Nico protested, wriggling slightly to look back at Will. "Just 'cause I'm younger than both of you- oh!"

He choked on his protestations as I finally pushed in, head breaching his tight hole. My head dropped forward, chin almost to my chest as I moaned lowly, his warmth pulling me in little by little until I bottomed out. Nico's hands scrabbled for purchase at my shoulders, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to get used to the feeling.

"Just relax, deep breaths, baby," Will soothed, voice liquid and silky to my ears. "It's okay, I've got you, do you need anything?"

Nico shook his head jerkily, focusing on breathing as I stayed as still as I could, holding myself up over the two of them.

A hand pushed my hair out my face and I looked up at Will. "You too, hon- I'm literally wrapped around our Nico-" (our Nico, ours) "-but I've got you too, do you need anything from me?"

I melted inside, his striking blue eyes feeling safe and lovely and not for the first time I thanked the gods that I got to fall in love with both of them. I shook my head, a small, shy smile pulling at my lips. "I'm okay, I'm good, just waiting for Neeks to be okay."

"I'm okay," Nico parroted, hips rolling experimentally and I gasped harshly at the sudden sensation. He smirked, despite being slightly floaty. "I'm ready, are you finally gonna give me what I want?"

I laughed breathlessly, just once, before I moved my hips. I pulled out and pushed back in sharply, revelling in the yell the action dragged out of the man underneath me. I repeated the movement over and over, fingers curling harshly into the bedsheets and stomach tense as I pound into my emo pillow prince over and over.

"This good enough, huh?" I gasped out, grinning in satisfaction as Nico only nodded his head. He squirmed and twitched against Will's chest, hands grasping at my body wherever he could reach.

Will gently spread Nico's legs further, hooked Nico's knees over his own and suddenly Nico yelped, cock jumping against his stomach where it had been smearing precome over his skin. I grinned, aiming for that one particular spot again and again, reducing my boyfriend to a moaning mess of pleasure as he melted into the arms of our other boyfriend.

"There it is," Will cooed, teething over Nico's ear. "That's where it feels so good, doesn't it? Our baby, they're so good at this, found your prostate so easily, they know your body so well."

Both Nico and I flushed at the dirty talk, the sinful words of the child of Apollo who became an utter menace the moment he found out how his voice affected us. He kept going, muttering filthy things into Nico's ear just loud enough that I could hear him over the pounding of my heart in my ears.

"B-Babe, W-Will-!" Nico groaned, shaky hands clutching at the back of my neck. "Can you- please touch me, wanna come, 'm so close, baby, please?"

I snapped my eyes to Will, knowing that Nico might be too out of it to remember that Will didn't want to be too involved. "You don't ha-have to, sunshine, I've got him i-if you don't want to."

Will shook his head, smiling softly at me and dragged his hand teasingly down Nico's torso to palm at his neglected cock, flushed and weeping. "I've got him, I want to, we can make him come together, right?"

I nodded, breathless and beginning to chase after my own peak after focusing on Nico for so long. Will's long fingers wrapped around Nico's cock and I cried out as Nico's hole tensed around me at the touch, dropping my head onto his shoulder.

"Fuck, fuck, need- need Nico to come first," I pleaded, ever the polite gentlefolk even as I was falling headfirst (dick first?) into pleasure.

Will's hand jerked and tugged almost ruthlessly at Nico, sending him spiralling into an orgasm. He thrashed between us, a soft scream ripping from his throat as he came all over himself, white streaks staining his pink, blushing skin. I pulled out of him quickly, giving a throaty, choked moan as I released over Nico's stomach, hips twitching against nothing as I bit my lip hard.

Nico's eyes were closed, lips parted as he panted, but he waved his hand about until he found my head, dragging me down into a fierce kiss. We kissed until we were dizzy, tongues tasting like each other and bodies settling down from the highs.

"Love you," Nico mumbled, words pressed against my lips and I thrilled at the admission, just like I did every time.

"Love you too," I whispered back, nose bumping into his cutely.

"What am I, furniture?" Will joked, earning tired laughs from both me and Nico.

"Very comfy chair," Nico hummed, tilting his head back to press clumsy kisses into Will's jaw. "Favourite chair."

"Love you too," I whispered again, this time leaving a kiss on Will's forehead and he blushed at the simple affection, rolling his eyes and kissing my cheek back.

He sighed quietly, looking down at the mess we made of Nico. "You know you're for sure gonna need another shower, right?"

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this truly got away from me, and i blame the fact that i've been reading so much quality smut fanfic. hope you enjoyed!

[bowdownperv]

I’m obsessed with morning wood.. can we have more smut❤️ u find billy sat on the sofa not in a good mood so u try to seduce him since ur so horny… u sit in his lap kiss his neck and grind on him cooing him asking what’s wrong.He moans sm 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠. Eventually then he snaps out off it and fucks you on the floor degrading u for being so desperate. Idk I have lots of ideas if u don’t like thsi I’ll suggest others 🥰

18+ ONLY

One thing about Billy is that he can be a bit of an asshole when he’s in a bad mood; and he’s almost always in a bad mood.

“Hi baby, I’m home,” you said trotting over to your unamused boyfriend slumped on the sofa.

The asshole glanced up at you and nodded.

His eyes were glued to the TV screen in front of him with one hand lazily gripping the remote while the other was settled on his thigh. You walked over to him and lifted his arms up to place yourself in his lap, rubbing his broad shoulders.

“Why are you being such a grouch?”

“You’re in my way,” he said pivoting his head around you to see the screen. Despite his unamusement, you felt his bulge hardening up under your ass. At least his dick was happy to see you.

You dropped to the floor in front of him and rubbed his shins up and down.

“Come on…play with me,” you whined. Smirking as your fingers flicked the elastic waistband of his boxers.

He groaned.

“Babe, I’m trying to watch this. Can’t you see I’m fucking busy?”

Holy shit he’s an asshole. You were going to have to give him something far better to watch. Were you jealous of the TV?

You bounced to your feet and turned your back towards him. Your fingers unbuttoned your jeans allowing you to pull them down your legs extra slow. You made sure to bend over and put your ass on full display for Billy. Reaching back to cup your ass and jiggle it right by his frowning mouth.

Turning back to face him, a moan or two may have slipped out in the process as you undid the first few buttons of your shirt to showcase your cleavage.

You crawled back onto your boyfriend’s lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your hands played with his hair making your tits bounce right in his face. You grinded on his cock and moaning at the feeling of it poking into your folds. For once since you got home today, he stopped complaining.

“I’m so fucking horny right now, Billy.”

“Touch me Billy,” you were begging. “I know you wanna touch these tits—touch my pussy—put that big, hard dick inside me.”

The man was mute. The only part of him recognizing your presence was the now solid rod between his legs. You grinded on it harder. Loving the friction of it rubbing against your clit.

You mind filled with an imaginary montage of him fucking you angrily, wet, and sloppy. How good it would feel to be thrown around and have Billy take all his anger out on your cunt. How good it would feel to finally cu-

“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck Billy,” you were practically screaming as you came all over his lap. Leaving a wet stain on your panties that leaked onto his shorts.

“What the fuck, babe? You’re that horny you’re gonna cum all over my lap and I didn’t even fucking touch you?”

He looked pissed off.

Before you even had a chance to speak, Billy grabbed under your arms and set you down on the floor. Pushing your head to the floor and your ass in the air, he yanked off your panties and rubbed your swollen, wet clit. You gasped and squealed.

“If you’re gonna act like a slut, you’re gonna get fucked like a slut.”

You looked over your shoulder and watched him take his dick out of his shorts and tap it over your folds. With a brave, teary eyed face, you groaned:

“Fuck me, Billy.”

His fingers dug into your ass as he plunged his cock inside you. You squealed like a fucking animal when he bottomed you out.

“This what you want, huh? Daddy balls deep inside your pussy fucking you for being such a little brat?” He smacked your ass making it jiggle.

“Fuck me harder, Billy! Fuck me like you hate me!” you screamed as he yanked you by your hair pulling your head back as he slammed into you.

Billy was grunting loudly behind you as his hips slammed into you like a machine. His balls punched into your skin so hard they left red marks.

Billy was dragging you across the floor by your hair into his cock. Your forearms were burning red from carpet burn and your ass was red from him smacking it. Your mouth wouldn’t shut no matter how hard you tried. You were squealing and moaning involuntarily from your stomach. Your pussy already bruised and swollen from Billy’s cock forcefully tearing into it. Not giving it anytime to accommodate to his size. The walls of your pussy losing their elasticity as he fucked it mercilessly. Tears began streaming down your eyes from the pleasure as you whined.

“Daddy finally gives you his cock and you wanna cry? Can’t take the cock you fucking begged for?”

“Please Billy—fuck!—i’m gonna cum!”

“Make that little pussy cum baby. Show me how much you love my cock fucking destroying you.”

Billy unleashed one hand and rubbed it on your swollen clit. Only making you cry harder. Your pussy was visibly red from the overstimulation.

“Oh, fuck, fuck fuck I’m cumming!” you screamed squirting all over his cock and abs.

He smacked your pussy with his two fingers and brought them to his mouth. Pulling your head back so he could look into your eyes while he tasted you.

“Taste so fucking good baby. If only you weren’t such a brat daddy would make you cum more often.”

“Please daddy, I need your cum.”

You reached your arm back trying to grab his dick with your hand.

“This what you want, baby,” he asked stroking his dick with his hand. “Want daddy to fill that tight little cunt up til its overflowing?”

“Yes please! Fuck me, cum inside me!”

“I don’t know sweetheart,” he sighed. “When you act like such a brat it makes it hard for daddy to want to cum inside you.”

“Please,” you were begging. “I’ll do anything. I’ll be a good girl just give me your cum! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Don’t say sorry to me baby, say sorry to my cock you were desperately humping on earlier before cumming all over it.”

He turned you around to face his wet cock.

“I’m sorry!” you quickly said before he slid it in your mouth making you shut up.

“Okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s gonna use his cock to teach you to behave, alright?”

You nodded frantically with his cock still tucked between your lips.

“Now, you’re gonna be a good girl while daddy uses your mouth as his fuck toy. And you’re gonna be quiet, okay?”

“Mhm,” you hummed slobbering all over his cock.

Billy grabbed onto your ears and pulled your face Ito his cock so your nose was brushed up against his pubes. You could barely breathe. His cock visibly protruding from your throat as held your head against him balls deep. You looked up at him with tears streaming down your eyes and saliva pouring out from your mouth and around his cock. Billy looked down at you and smirked, pinching your nose shut so you were forced to suffocate.

"Pathetic thing, aw," he cooed patting your cheek.

“You’re my little slut, huh? Daddy’s gotta stuff his cock in your mouth to train you to not be so needy.”

Billy unplugged your nose and pulled out as you gasped desperately for breath, wiping your mouth.

"I'm not done with you yet, slut," he demanded. "Lay on your back with those pretty tits hanging out."

You did as he said. Scared of what the consequences would be if you didn't.

"Thatta girl," he praised. Billy kneeled down in front of you so his cock was hanging over your head leaving a shadow. It looked absolutely giant and intimidating.

"You're gonna earn daddy's cum, alright sweetheart?"

You nodded slowly. Scared for what was to come.

Billy chuckled and wrapped his hands around your jaw. Forcefully dragging your whole body up into his cock. You gagged uncontrollably with waterfalls of spit pouring out your mouth and onto the floor.

"Good, good girl," he chanted.

Your lips let out tiny shrieks. Drowning from his cock and your own saliva. He time he pulled you by your head into his lap, he'd give you an evil smirk and sometimes even blow you a taunting kiss. Sweat from his forehead dripped down onto you.

"Oh, fuck baby," he cursed out. His grip on your jaw getting tighter and his thrusts sloppier. You could feel his cock pulsing in your throat demanding for release like a kinked hose.

Your hands slapped the floor desperately. Unable to breathe. Unable to think. Pleasure and pain mixing into one lust-filled concoction.

"Almost there," he soothed. As if he was trying to comfort you from the pain he was putting you through. Your breaths were fast and shaky. Falling apart bellow him only gave him more power. Only made him want to cum harder.

"Shit!" he bawled out. You felt one string of cum shoot down your throat, shortly followed by several more, each seeming stronger than the last. Billy quickly pulled out as he watched you squeal and squirm with his creamy load pouring out your mouth. He couldn't help but flash a devilish smile when watching you suffer with a throat filled with his cum. Billy stood up proudly and marched towards you, still on the ground, with his softening cock swinging between his legs. A drop of pre cum hitting you in the face as he walked. You expected him to pull you up, comfort you, help you get cleaned up. Instead, he ended up in the same place he was when you first found him: On the couch with the TV remote in his hand.

[bonny-kookoo]

can we get a drabble of yoongi grooming mc’s tail 🥹

"That hurts.!" You hiss, and he clicks his tongue, sighing to himself.

"Well stop moving so much then.!" He bites back, equally as frustrated. He's a little overwhelmed with this whole situation despite what he might've told Jimin over the phone just a few hours prior- and he knows the guy is gonna be upset with him if he finds out Yoongi did not at least attempt to care for you similarly to how Jimin himself would.

Normally, this is where Jungkook would step in- but he's not home either, staying with some friends this weekend, leaving Yoongi and you alone for two whole days, since jimin was visiting family.

You huff over his lap, moving yet again, as he pulls your legs to adjust you rather roughly, patience clearly wearing thinly now. He's not used to this, and yeah, he's also terrified of doing something wrong- because Jungkook isn't so delicate. Jungkook is a sturdy guy, physically not easily able to get hurt. But you're almost entirely the opposite.

And he's worried he might be too rough with you.

"Why's Jungkook not here?" You whine, and Yoongi bites his own tongue to not say anything. He knows he's your least favorite, and he also knows that's his own fault. He's just trying to look out for you, by attempting to make you more capable of facing the harsh outside world. People won't treat you as softly as Jimin or Jungkook do. They're harsh, and mean, and they don't care about your feelings.

Yoongi doesn't want you to get hurt.

"Jus-" you mumble, wiggling out of his grip to sit far away on the opposite end of the couch, tail in your hands. "I'll tell Jiminie you did it. Just leave it." You hiss, and Yoongi sighs, putting the brush down onto the coffee table in defeat.

"What do you want to eat later?" He mumbles towards you, not looking.

"Nothing." You respond, making him run a hand over his face in defeat.

"You can't just not eat-" he argues softly, and you shrug.

"I won't tell-" you start, but he snaps.

"Thats not the point, I don't care what you tell him!" He bites back. "You need to eat, your tail needs to be brushed or it gets tangled and we're gonna have to cut out the knots again and I don't wanna do that-" he explains, making you roll your eyes.

"Well sorry for being a long haired breed-" you begin to growl and he growls into thin air as he leans back into the couch.

"Its not about that!" He responds in frustration. "If we have to cut it, you'll get sad and I don't want that. If you don't eat you're going to bed hungry and I don't fucking want that." He sighs. "I'm trying to take care of you but you're making it goddam impossible!" He says, and you're quiet for a moment.

"..why do you hate me?" You wonder, and at that he freezes, looking over at you.

"What?" He wonders, and you shrug.

"Why do you hate me?" You repeat. "You constantly act like I'm the biggest nuisance and bother of the universe forced upon you. I didn't ask for this either, alright?" You huff, crossing your arms, and he shakes his head, his gaze that looks at you oddly.. guilty.

"I didn't.. I don't hate you." He tells you, a lot calmer now. "And you're not a bother to me. I'm just.. I don't know." He sighs. "I'm not gentle like Jungkook. Or kind like Jimin." He admits in defeat, leaning back against the couch. "I don't know how to do this shit."

"Well, not ripping my hair out with that brush would be kind of cool.." you say, gaining a playful glare from him. "Ugh alright." You roll your eyes, before you crawl over to clumsily drop yourself over his lap again, tail softly swaying in front of him. "Don't use the brush like you're trying to make me bald though." You mumble, and Yoongi sighs, carefully restarting his task now a lot more thoughtful, brush a bit lighter in his hand.

And after a while, he notices a sound coming from you, apart from your light snoring.

A purr, soft and sweet.

[bunnyksj]

The Perfect Girl - MYG x Reader

Summary: Yoongi makes sure his pretty girl feels even prettier in his lovely red rope <3 

Author’s Note: fuck it yoongi smut lol, my first fic yay !! sorry if its short or not written very well, i'm getting used to it lol, ASLO thanks for all ur requests i'm working on them rn >_< i was listening to this song while writing this teehee :3

TAGS: smut duh, short and sweet, established relationship, PWP, bondage, possessiveness, bro hits it raw (pls wrap the willy), he calls you his slut lol, dom/sub themes, sub!reader, creampies, cunnilingus, VERY slight dumbification, like if you squint lmao.

WORD COUNT: 1k 

Yoongi has always adored you. His perfect, sweet girl. He hates seeing your pretty face scrunched up in a frown, tired from working your damn ass off. It pained him to see you come home everyday, your hand running through your hair, hearing your angry rants about the stupid fucks you worked with. You looked  much better like this. Your pleading eyes gazing up into his, spread out on your bed, hands tied to the headboard and legs tied apart, open and ready for him. The dark crimson hue of the rope matches perfectly with your complexion, he picked it out just for you. 

“So fucking perfect baby…” 

He growls, his dark eyes roaming over your body. His hands brush across your jaw, pressing down on your bottom lip, his own roughly meeting yours. Such a little slut you were, getting him all worked up. He slowly crawled over you, his hand reaching out to grab your tied ones, slowly running his hands over the thick rope. You whined as he traced two fingers over your leaking slit, caressing and worshiping your pretty pussy, sinking them in to open you up.  

“Such a good girl..gonna make you feel so good…so full. Just open you up for me baby..” 

You nodded softly, whimpering as his fingers continued to work open your cunt. His eyes focused on the way your slick covered his fingers and leaked onto the sheets, moaning softly at the sight. 

“Fuck…I need to be inside you baby..need to fuck you, make you feel so full..do you want it baby? Tell me..” 

“Please…” You cried, bucking your hips as best you could. “Wanna feel you….want you to fill me up…please..” 

He flashes a soft smile, leaning closer to you, his cockhead rubbing against your puffy folds, leaking precum. He trails kisses down your neck, softly biting and licking up to your ear, whispering darkly. 

“That’s it baby…” 

He pushes into your body, and you gasp. His thick length stretches you open, nice and wide, filling you to the brim. He soothingly runs his hands over your stomach. When you’ve adjusted he begins to move his hips, slamming into yours, rubbing right up against your sweet spot. His hands grip your waist, lifting up your hips, tugging at the ties on your lower legs, as he rams into your body. He moves one of his hands to softly trace over your nipple, pinching it softly, before he leans down to nip it gently. 

“You feel so fucking good…” He growls, obsessed with the feeling of your body against his. “My fucking slut…this is what you wanted right…don't gotta think about nothing else now. Just let me make you feel good, okay?” 

You whine, your back arching and eyes rolling back, whining desperately. The restraints of the rope limiting your eager movements, controlling the urge to fuck yourself back onto him. Making you feel completely under his control. 

“Yoongi….so full..” 

He smirks into your neck. “I know, sweet baby. Feels good doesn't it…” 

“Yes~!” 

You cry, your bodies crashing and bouncing in sync together, sweat forming on both of your brows. He leans down to steal you in a passionate kiss, his tongue roaming your mouth possessively, pulling away with a smirk, his tongue running over his top teeth, as he continues ramming his hips into yours, claiming every inch of your delicate body. 

“F-fuck..gonna fucking cum…gonna fill my slut up. Tell me you want it baby…” 

“Please…wanna cum. I wanna…feel you..fill me up..so fucking good…Yoongi…please!” 

Who was he to deny his baby? Especially since your little cunt made him feel so damn good. He admires the way your legs shake and your body bucks up underneath his rope, your tight cunt clenching around him. 

He moans lowly into your ear, filling you up with his thick seed. You whine out, bucking up as you clench around him, cumming around him. He pulls out slowly, his cum leaks out onto the sheets. He rests on his knees, his hands coming behind your back, gripping your ass as he pulls your body closer to his face, as best he can. He licks and bites at your thighs, leaving a pretty trail of hickeys towards your leaking core. He worships your pretty pussy, licking and suckling over your clit and inside your needy hole. 

“So sweet and pretty, my little slut. You love this don't you?” 

“Mhm…!” You whine, overstimulated, soft gasps escaping your wet lips. 

He continues to eat you out, his brows furrowed slightly in concentration, moaning softly at the feeling of your combined fluids. He slips his fingers back into you, stretching your already used hole. You whine, your hands pulling against the firm restraints, whimpering in pleasure. 

“Yoongi..feels so good…” 

“I know, sweet girl. So fucking pretty for me. Just keep letting me take care of you.” 

You throw your head back, your eyes clouding with lust , soft tears of pleasure and overstimulation run down your cheeks as you cum. His tongue doesn't stop probing at your pussy, making sure you ride out your orgasm. 

“So fucking sexy…” He says, his voice husky. He pulls away from your pussy, his lips wet, smiling softly as he leans in to kiss you softly.  

“You okay, baby?” He asks, reaching up to remove the rope keeping your hands secure. 

“Yeah..” You reply, softly, your voice soft and strained from your cries of pleasure. “I'm okay..” 

“I’m glad.” He says, softly smiling, as he removes the rope from around your legs. You lie back, sighing. Your body is exhausted, but satisfied. He snakes his hands around your waist, holding you close to his chest, stroking your hair as you fall into a peaceful sleep. His eyes filled with admiration and love for you. 

Yoongi always took such good care of you. This was how he liked to see you, his  pretty girl, sleeping soundly with a sweet smile on your lips, all your stress gone. What more could he want? 

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[norman-fucking-reedus]

GUYS Im sorry requests are taking so long I suffer from not being able to focus on one thing at a time syndrome and I’ve been going back and fourth between three fics trying to see which one is gonna be the lucky one and get finished first

In order to keep all you little babes in my phone happy and fed here’s my brainrot of virgin Daryl who just so eager to fuck you he can’t get out his clothes :3

ALSO 100 OF YOU HOTTIES FOLLOW ME SO CONSIDER THIS A THANK YOU GIFT UNTIL I CAN CRAWL DOWN YOUR CHIMNEY AND KISS YOU

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The Dixon brothers were interesting to say the least.

Merle, the oldest of the two, was a certified asshole. He had easily made himself the most hated among everyone, making inappropriate and sometimes racist jokes at ever turn he got, getting defensive when someone actually got offended. He’d just yell in their face that they needed to toughen up before storming off.

Everyone did their best to steer clear of him, only ever talking to him whenever he was assigned to go on runs, even then he would still find a way to make someone uncomfortable.

Daryl, the younger brother, was beyond tolerable. Although Merle believed that both him and his brother were disliked, the group secretly favored Daryl, you especially.

While he did have his fair share of aggressive outbursts, unlike his brother, he’d hang his head in shame afterwards, mumbling out a short but genuine apology. On the one occasion he had snapped at Lori, bringing her to tears due to pregnancy hormones, you remember the horrified expression that washed over his face as she jogged away, tears rushing down her face. Merle only added fuel to the fire by laughing about how no woman wanted Daryl, the way he laughed about it made you sick.

You felt like you could see right through Daryl, underneath all the rough defense walls he had built, rested a soft and damaged heart. He had so much love to give but none to receive, which is why you were currently being groped and grinded against, Daryl breathing heavily as he sucked at your exposed skin.

He felt so dizzy against your warm and inviting body, curious hands grabbing and squeezing your flesh. Even though he tried to make it seem like he knew exactly what he was doing, he become a complete stuttering mess as soon as you took your shirt off, seductively grabbing your boobs before stuffing his face down inbetween them, a hard moan pulling itself from his throat as his entire body shook, cock throbbing as he blissfully came in his pants. “Fuck, m’sorry, m’real sorry-“ You brought a finger to his lips before placing a kiss to them, smirking slightly as he eagerly kissed back, mouth moving against yours sloppily.

There was so much happening at once as you moved to lay on the floor of the tent. Daryl’s whole body was stimulated, and he was craving more. “Wanna fuck ya- Please, let me fuck ya mommy, want ya ta be m’first time” His blue eyes were low and glassy, lips glossy with spit as he stared at you, humping your leg. You wiggled your pants down, getting them to your knees before Daryl ducked his head down between your legs, trapping himself as your pants rested at the base of his neck. His hand fumbled nervously with his belt and pants, whining as he shoved his underwear down, cock springing out.

You couldn’t help but stare at how fucked out he already looked, hovering above you on all four and begging to fuck you, begging for you to take his virginity. His cock was roughly 8 inches, thick pubes at the base and deliciously angry red tip. You pulled him closer to you by the front of his tattered shirt, whispering into his ear. “Gonna split me open on your cock? Come on, just push it in- fuck! Just like that. Good boy” His breathing had picked up, pupils so wide there wasn’t even any blue in them. The feeling of you wrapped around him was a sensation that was pulsating through his whole body, hips immediately thrusting in and out with no particular rhythm. His cock was still sensitive from his first orgasm, and each time that his engorged tip bumped your insides it sent sparks to his gut. He tucked his red face in your throat, kissing, licking, and marking the skin.

Daryl thought his heart would pound right out his chest as your fingers ran through his hair and pulled his face back, eyes locking onto yours. “You’re making me feel so incredible, handsome. Wanna cum inside me?” Daryl turned all the more red at the name and question, feverishly nodding his head as his hips increased their sloppy pace, only needing a few more thrusts before his face was back at your throat, tears welding up as he choked out his pleasured moans and whimpers, hips erraticly moving as he came, accidentally slipping out and cumming on your swollen cunt, more of him already starting to leak out.

He panted heavily against you as you stroked his hair, kissing his forehead as he slowly came down from his high.

Once he completely came down, panic had set in. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! M’sorry I-I’ll get somethin’ ta clean ya up with” He lifted your legs off his shoulders, looking around the tent for something. He snatched up the nearest shirt, makin sure it wasn’t yours before gingerly wiping his mess off you, helping you to put your pants back on and he looked around once again, handing you your shirt when he found it.

You shuffled close to his face, latching onto his neck as you stuffed him back inside his underwear, pulling away once his pants were redone. “I hope mommy made your first time memorable” You giggled and shuffled out the tent, leaving a flustered Daryl inside as the events continued to replay in his mind. Based on the hickies you had left on his neck, he was sure that he’d get to feel you again real soon.

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[kmixer]

"you're perfect my dear"

🍷 Alastor x insecure! reader

🍷 summary: posting something online thinking you finally look good but then getting some hate comments that make you feel insecure all over again, thinking everything you've done to make yourself pretty was useluss. You begin getting a panic attack the moment you try to make yourself a glass of wine, and that makes you let go and break the bottle of whine. The sounds of glass breaking doesn't go unnoticed

🍷Cw: body dismorphia, some tiny mentally unstable topics (panic attack, overthinking, shaking, anxiety), cyberbullying, comfort, fluff

You just posted some cute photos of yourself on instagram, one of your face, one of your body, and some others.

You smiled as you were proud of yourself for being confident enough for doing this bc this was way out of your comfort zone, but you wanted to try, so you did.

an hour passes as you got lots of likes and kind comments on your post. You smile at your phone as you open a wine bottle to relax a bit more. as you were about to fill up your glass, you froze bc of one particular comment saying "if i were you, i would've k!lled myself ages ago"

Your body froze as you began shaking and breathing heavier. You try to put the wine bottle down as you read several others, agreeing with the person putting up that horrible comment.

Breathing was getting harder. You put the wine bottle down, or so you thought. Suddenly you heard a loud sound of glass shattering and when you looked down you saw wine and glass all over the floor.

Realizing what you just did made you even more anxious as you tried to get out of the puddle, but it only ended up with a piece of glass cutting your foot.

Tears began running over your cheek as you sank down on the ground and pulled your knees up so you could hide your face in them. You began sobbing quietly when you suddenly heard the doorknob turn, knowing someone just came in.

"Oh dear" you heard, and by the radiodic voice, you know instantly it was your boyfriend Alastor. He knew for some time that you had body dysmorphia and looked very low at yourself. He himself thought you were perfect and always told you that.

"What happened, love?" He said while walking over to you with a worried expression even though his smile still remained. "What is bothering you, love?" He asked while making one of his tentacles sweep away the pieces of glass so he could get to you easier.

When he could get to you properly, he walked up to you and crouched down in front of you. You were still sobbing and not paying attention to the wound on your foot, nor your boyfriend talking to you.

"awh, comon darling, tell me what happened so i can dress you up with your beautiful smile again." he said while taking you face in both his hands and carefully facing it up so he could see your precious face. Even though your eyes were puffy and red, he still smiled at you with a comforting smile, thinking you were as beautiful as ever.

"Now tell me, love what's the matter" and then you told him what happened, about the hate comments about you were finally confident enough to post and about your panic attack.

Alastor looked at you with still a comforting smile as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead. "Now, now, what did i say about haters?" He says while looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

"ignore them bc they're insecure themselves?" You said questionable. Alastor looked pleased and nodded, "That's right there. now comon and let's clean that nasty wound" he said, gesturing at the wound on your foot bc of the glass piece.

After you guys were done bandaging your foot, Alasor carried you to your bedroom and layed you down on your bed while he crawled beside you. He pulled you closer as he comforted you with playing with your hair and looking at you with a lovely gaze.

"Before you fall asleep dear, i wanna say one more thing," He said while kissing your forhead and resting his chin on your head making you smile. "You're perfect, my dear"

I NEED HIM

btw, if you have any ff you wanna request about any of the hazbinhotel characters, feel free to request!

this ff was made by kmixer. Please do not steal or copy my work.