#(pls don't be mean I'm sensitive)

[violettierre]

I : majored in english, has a masters degree in it, studying philosophy, and have been an English teacher/Junior translator for almost a decade now.

My grandma : there is our future doctor <3

[stellarsturniolos]

━━ ⟢‘PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT’ ╰  C.S.

・ ˖  ✦ ⋄ . in which.. chris lets bsf!reader practice giving head on him.

warnings: smut, cursing, blowjob, i think that's everything.

A/N: reblogs and likes are appreciated! i do NOT give consent for my work to be copied or uploaded to any other platform. thank you. this is my first time attempting to write smut in years so pls be kind to me lmfao.

it's late at night. you and chris are sitting on your balcony, looking up at the blanket of stars that seem to stretch out to infinity. the occasional barking of dogs somewhere in the distance was the only noise that broke into the silence of the evening.

chris is your best friend. has been since you were a little kid. he's the person you feel the most at ease. you don't need to hold a conversation with him to have a good time – just being with him is enough for you.

"tell me something i don't know about you." he suddenly mumbles.

"what?" you snort softly. "you already know everything about me."

"oh, c'mon." he nudges your foot with his own. "there's gotta be something."

you avert your gaze as you feel heat rising into your cheeks. "... okay. i've never given a blowjob before."

his eyes widen as he gawks at you. "no way. really?"

you feel your lips twitch into a small smile at his surprise. "yes, really. and, i mean, it's not like i don't want to. trust me, i do. i'm just worried that i'll be really bad at it."

he blinked slowly, taking in your words. "you just need to practice."

you brows raise. "yeah? i've tried. on fruit, on my fucking dildo. but those things aren't the same as a real person. they can't give feedback."

his entire body grew unnaturally still, and you could almost see the thoughts spinning around in his head. "you could.. practice.. on me?" he says slowly. "i'm a real person. i can give feedback."

you feel your face grow even warmer. "i.. i, um.." you stutter. "i guess that's true."

"should we.. go inside?" he asks hesitantly.

you almost can't believe this is happening. that this is a real conversation that you're having with your best friend. you want to pinch yourself. "yeah.. yeah, let's go inside."

and before you can blink, he's standing up and grabbing your hand, tugging you inside your empty apartment and toward your bedroom.

you're suddenly very thankful that your roommate decided to spend the weekend with her boyfriend.

you pause in the doorway to your room and watch as chris pulls his hoodie off, revealing the soft t-shirt underneath. he plops down on your bed as he's done many times before. but never for something like this. he glances over at you with a faint smile. "you don't have to be so nervous, y'know? it's just me."

you nod as you step closer, sitting down on the bed near his thighs. "are you sure this is okay?"

"i wouldn't have offered if it wasn't okay." he reaches for your hand and places your palm over the now very obvious bulge in his jeans. "you feel that? feel how much i want this?"

"shit, chris." your fingers move to his zipper and belt buckle. you work quickly, tugging his jeans and boxers down his legs. you unexpectedly feel desperate for it. you want to see him, taste him, make him feel good.

your eyes widen as you see his dick for the first time, resting heavily against his stomach. it's huge. bigger than you ever imagined. much larger than your stupid fucking dildo.

you reach out with one hand and brush your fingers lightly over his shaft. you giggle softly as it twitches under your soft touch.

you scoot closer, until you're sitting in between his legs. you bend your head forward, flattening your tongue against the sensitive tip.

"fuuuuck." chris breathes out, his hips stuttering involuntarily.

you open your mouth and slowly suck him in. you want to savor the moment. you want to enjoy every second of this.

you lower yourself down as far as you can without gagging and wrap your fingers around the rest of his cock. your tongue brushes against his slit, tasting the precum that's steadily leaking out of him.

you look up and see chris looking down at you, his jaw slack and pupils dilated with desire. you've never seen him look like this, but you fucking love it.

you bob your head at a steady pace, fisting the part of his shaft that your mouth can't quite reach. you're a slobbering mess, but you don't give a damn. the slurping sounds of you pleasuring him only make you feel more aroused yourself.

you feel chris' hands in your hair, gripping and tugging. "mm, fuuuuck – so fuckin' good."

that's all the encouragement you need. you bob your head faster, your own moans muffled by the cock in your throat.

you watch his face the entire time. you love to see his pretty flushed cheeks. and the whimpers? fuck, you wish you could record them for later.

his hips lift off the bed, thrusting more of his dick down your throat. your cheeks go hollow as you suck as much of him in as you can.

"shit – mm, god – 'm gonna cum soon."

you dig your blunt fingernails into his thighs and bob your head a little faster. that's all it takes. his lower stomach tenses and his body stills as you feel warm spurts of cum hit the roof of your mouth and back of your throat.

you swallow every drop, not even minding the salty and bitter taste coating your tongue. you slowly pull off and press a soft kiss to his tip. you crawl up the bed and lay down next to chris, watching as he comes down from his high.

"was that okay?" you ask, trying to distract yourself from the wetness and need pulsing between your own thighs.

"jesus fuck." he laughs, still trying to catch his breath. "more than okay. that was.. so fucking good."

"but.. next time.. i wanna taste you."

[materia-girl88]

Practice Makes Perfect

18+, minors dni

warnings-smut, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v sex (wrap it up pls)

reader and bob are sharing an intimate moment after training, bob shows he's slowly coming into control of his other side ;)

this is my first bob fic😭i watched thunderbolts for the second time yesterday and my brain was able to focus on more than "buckybuckybucky" so now the horny little gremlin is going "buckybobbuckybob". pls let me know what you think and if you want more!!

If you could say one thing about yours and Bob's relationship, it's that you were definitely the one who wasn't afraid to take control.

Maybe it's because you felt protective over Bob and his timid personality. Maybe it's because you knew you could calm him with just the touch of a palm, one of your powers being the ability to influence emotion.

Either way, you didn't care. You loved him and you would always be there to take over a situation if it got too heavy for him.

Now, for example, the two of you were in his bed. Naked flesh pressed to naked flesh, fingers grasping, the only sound in the room was your intermingled breaths and moans.

You and Bob had been intimate before, using hands and mouths and sometimes you would grind on his hard cock until the both of you were brought to your beautiful, messy end.

This was different. After a successful training session where Bob showed excellent restraint of his powers the both of you were giddy for each other, kind of like a runner's high. A new energy was in the air, like electricity licking along your skin wherever the both of you touched.

You couldn't hold on to your thoughts. All you knew was that you needed him fully.

"Bob," you whispered from where you were laying below him, eyes gazing into the baby blue hue of his.

Your bare chests were pressed together, your perked nipples sensitive as they rubbed against him while you kissed.

He smiled down at you softly, eyes searching your face and lips swollen from the effort of your making out.

His hand was large as it held one of your thighs around him, all of him was large, but you knew he would never hurt you.

"Yeah, baby? What is it?" he asked, the thumb of the hand holding your thigh rubbing soft circles into the skin causing you to shiver, tightening your arms a bit where they were slung around his neck.

"I want you," you told him as you let your fingers play with the baby hairs at the nape of his neck. You loved his brown hair and was glad he'd gotten rid of the blonde. You loved everything about him, but the blonde wasn't him.

He leaned down, kissing you once more. He had become more confident in your relationship and now he felt free to touch you when before he would cower away, especially in front of the others. Now, he didn't care a bit to hold your hand or grab your waist or pull you into his lap despite the others catcalling and making jokes.

He was still your shy, adorable guy, but it warmed your heart to know he was confident with you.

"You have me, baby, always. You know that," he said, but froze when you shifted your naked thighs around him.

"No, Bob. I want you. Like I want you in me. You're doing so good with controlling your powers and your strength. I love watching you learn and I'm so proud of you. And I want to show you how much you mean to me," you told him.

He was silent for a moment, lips parted in shock and you could've laughed if you hadn't felt like you were going out of your mind with need.

He gulped, beginning to stutter like he tended to when nervous.

"B-But it's been so long since I've done a-anything. What if I can't control myself and I hurt you? I c-couldn't handle it if I get you," he began rambling, and you shushed him softly.

Your hands slid down to cup his cheeks, thumbs rubbing his clean shaven skin.

You released some of your calming energy to him and he visibly relaxed before tilting his head, turning to press a quick kiss to one of your palms.

"We don't have to. I never want you to do anything you don't want, but I'm not afraid of you. I trust you, Bob," you told him. "I love you. And I'll love anything I can get with you, whether it's having sex now or never."

His eyes widened at your words. You did love him, you had for a while, but neither of you had said so.

"Y-You love me?" he asked as if he couldn't believe if and you grinned at him, nodding.

"I do, Bob. I love you so much. I have for so long."

Tears welled in his eyes and he blinked them away.

He had craved those words, craved appraisal and care from someone his whole life. And now he had you and everything was falling into place.

You weren't usually an overly emotional person, but you showed no fear in your feelings with him.

He wanted to do the same.

He took a breath steady his voice before saying, "I love you too. And if you really trust me, if you really want this, we can try. But please tell me if there's anything I do wrong, baby. I can't hurt you. It would kill me."

You were nodding in agreement before he even finished speaking.

"Of course, honey. We'll take care of each other," you said before you leaned up and connected your lips once more.

After that, neither of you could really explain the frenzy that came over you. You were a tangle of limbs, of melded lips and teeth desperate for each other.

And surprisingly, Bob took the lead on making the first move. His lips began to trail from yours, down your chin and neck to and over to the space just under your ear where he knew you were most sensitive.

His lips took hold of the flesh, suckling softly and leaving a mark while causing you to shudder under him, feeling your pussy dampen with arousal at the feeling.

Bob hadn't ever had sex that truly mattered to him. It had all been a means to an end, a drug induced scratch to an itch.

He wanted this to be different.

Your hands trailed from around his neck to his shoulders, nails digging in as you craned your neck to give him more room.

You knew Bob was good with his mouth, he had always been eager to kiss you, leave marks on you and lick at your pussy, savoring your taste.

Even now he continued to kiss his way down your body, stopping at your breasts to give them proper attention, tongue laving at the rosy peaks of your nipples until they were spit shiny and overly sensitive.

"Oh my god, Bob. You feel so good, baby," you mumbled to him as you squirmed beneath him.

He grinned against the swell of your breast, turning his head to nip quickly at the skin, causing you to yelp.

Before long he had reached your hips, pressing a line of kisses from one hip bone to the other.

"Can I taste you first?" he asked, peering up at you through those lashes with a gaze he knew you couldn't resist.

Well, you probably could, but why would you?

You nodded down at him with a soft "Please, yes" and opened your thighs wider, the lips of your pussy glistening in the low light of his lamp. You'd never had a partner who was as eager to go down on you as Bob was and you'd never deny him (or yourself) the pleasure of him doing so.

He moved to press his soft lips to your mound just above your throbbing clit and you couldn't help but fist your fingers into his sheets, creasing the soft blue fabric.

He kissed everywhere but where you truly needed, avoiding your leaking slit as he went from one side to the other until you were tensed up and whimpering from his teasing.

"Bob, baby, please stop teasing me. I need you so bad,"you whined, hips fighting against where his hands had come to hold you down.

With your plea he gave in and you gasped out as the hot length of his tongue pressed against your leaking arousal before it dragged up and pushed into the hard button of your clit.

"Oh!" you whimpered, head tilting back as he got to work. Your nerves lit on fire and it's like you could feel the pleasure singing from your head to the tips of your toes.

Before too long his lips came to wrap around your clit and he sucked, letting his tongue come to flick over it as he did.

Your eyes were shut tight against the pleasure and you thought you could see fireworks flashing.

Your legs tried to clamp shut around his head but he stopped you, hands coming up to press into the soft skin there.

"Keep em open," he muttered, his own eyes closed as he savored you.

You nodded, panting as you struggled to keep your trembling in check.

The room was now filled with your moans and whimpers and the slick sounds that came with Bob pleasuring you.

His right hand moved from its place on your leg and moved inwards, letting his middle finger trace the rim of your entrance as his tongue toyed with your clit, rousing sobs of need from you.

He let his eyes open as he pushed his finger in and they met yours, you having opened them in surprise at feeling him enter you.

He groaned against you at your fucked out look, your eyes damp with tears of pleasure, your cheeks red and your bottom lip swollen from you clamping down onto it with your teeth.

He loved it.

He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you, your jaw dropping at the new sensation.

Of course he had done this before, you knew he was skilled with his fingers, but it still felt amazing every time.

You let go of the sheets, hands moving to his head to run your fingers through his hair, pulling him back down onto you.

"I'm close, Bob, please. I'm so close," you whined.

He brought a second finger up with the first, and soon he was pumping them both within you, crooking them to find that soft spot within you and pushing the tips of his fingers into it.

You thought you may have blacked out for a moment with the force of your orgasm, your body winding up tight before before it released.

Your eyes were shut once more but you heard the soft groan from your attentive lover below as he tasted your release.

He wasted no time in lapping it up as if it were the best thing he ever tasted.

Before long you began to nudge him away, whimpering with oversensitivity.

He kissed his way back up the length of your body until he met your lips and you didn't care that you could taste yourself on him. You kissed him back, once again a mesh of lips and tongues.

Your hands slid down his sides, one stopping to hold his hip while the other reached around front, your fingers brushing against the hot mass of his shaft.

He shuddered above you with a quickly mumbled "Fuck" before pressing his forehead to yours.

"It's my turn," you told him, hand wrapping around him and delivering a soft stroke, thumb coming to brush against the head.

Your hand worked him slowly but surely, knowing what he liked and what he didn't. Your thumb rubbed around the hole at the tip collecting beads of pre-cum as they leaked out and using them to slicken your movements.

He was already riled up and you knew it would be better for him to have an orgasm now, like you had, so he would last once you both had actual sex.

"Lay back," you told him softly, pecking one more kiss to his lips as he obeyed, his hands never leaving your hips as he rolled you both.

You came to sit on his thighs just below his red, aching cock that now rested against his stomach, dripping onto the skin of his abs.

You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his sternum, your eyes watching him as you trailed your tongue down.

"Goddammit, baby," he huffed as you lapped up the mess on his tummy, causing you to let out a giggle.

"You taste good too, Bob. I love it so much," you hummed before letting a trail of spit leave your lips, falling onto his hardness before you let your tongue trace him.

His fists clenched at his sides as you teased him, humming against him as you went.

You sighed softly, letting your lips wrap around the head, suckling him once, twice before you fully enveloped him, slowly letting him reach to the back of your throat.

You swallowed around him and his abdomen muscles clenched as he groaned, causing you to laugh softly.

You loved how quickly you were able to effect him.

Your hand grabbed one of his and brought it up to the back of your head, encouraging him to tangle his fingers in your hair.

"You're perfect, baby, I love you so much," he huffed, his hand guiding you up and down and up and down.

You couldn't help but bring one hand between your legs, meeting your aching clit as you pleased him to try and get some relief, already worked up just from seeing his reactions to you.

His balls began to slowly tighten up and he let out a gasp before his jaw tightened.

"I'm gonna come, baby, fuck I'm gonna come," he growled.

You swore you could feel the bed shaking unnaturally as he released into your mouth, but he controlled himself well as you swallowed him down, and the shaking soon settled.

He let out a breath and relaxed a moment later and you pulled away, smiling softly as you met his eyes.

"You're incredible, Bobby," you said softly, and he gave you a small smile.

You were the only one he really liked to hear the nickname from as you never used it condescendingly like that fucker Walker or abusively like his father did.

His hands came to your face and brought you in, kissing you firmly.

Your arms came back to wrap around his neck like when you first started, and the both of you now tasted of each other.

He slowly rolled you beneath him, propping himself up on his forearms as he moved to lay back between your thighs.

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" he asked softly, gaze full of love, and you nodded, your nose brushing his.

"I want you so bad, Bobby. I love you so much. There's nobody else I want this with," you told him, and he nodded.

"Do we need a condom?" he asked, "I-I don't have any, I didn't expect-" "Shh, it's okay. I have an implant. I got one when I first joined the team," you told him, "We're good. All we need is each other."

He let out a breath but he nodded, leaning down to kiss you again as he positioned himself.

He let one hand trail down to grab himself, his hand moving to line himself up with your soaked entrance.

He kept his lips on yours as he began to slowly push in, that is until you couldn't help but break away as you cry out at the feeling.

"Oh my god," you whimpered, nails digging into his shoulders, head tilting back.

Bob continued to sink himself into you until your hips were flush against each other before he stilled to let you adjust.

"Are you okay?" he asked, voice strained.

You could tell he was struggling to contain himself, holding back until he made sure you were okay.

You nodded, taking shuddering breaths and smiling up at him.

"You feel so good, baby. You're so big," you said softly and rolled your hips up, "I need you to move."

He let out a breath of relief and slowly pulled out before pushing forward, causing you to gasp again.

It wasn't long before he set up a steady rhythm of his hips, the sound of his balls smacking against your ass.

It wasn't enough and you could tell he was holding back so you pulled him down to look at you, eye to eye.

"Fuck me, Bob. Don't hold back baby. I need you, all of you," you said, and rolled your hips to show him you were serious.

"God, you're gonna be the death of me," he joked, but he listened and sped up, no longer holding back.

Your eyes rolled back a bit as he fucked you, your body jolting back and forth, breasts bouncing.

You began to feel the bed rattling again but more severely this time, the frame smacking the wall with enough force that you could hear some cracks, the wood of the headboard becoming damaged.

Both of you were moaning, hands grasping at each other and breaths mingling.

When Bob's eyes opened again, they had an amber glow to them.

He was becoming overwhelmed, his body writhing above you, and you raised your hands to his cheeks again, willing yourself to calm him with your energy again.

"Breathe, baby. You can control it," you told him, and he let out a shuddering breath, blinking his eyes until the blue you adored was back.

You kissed him quickly.

"There you are," you said softly,"I'm so proud of you."

He smiled back, leaning to press his forehead to yours as he moved again, hips speeding up once more.

It wasn't long before the two of you were close to your ending, his fingers running down to rub at your engorged clit.

"Oh, oh," you whined, trembling around him.

You grasped at his shoulders.

"Come with me, baby. I wanna feel it," you said.

He nodded, fucking into you the best he could. It was more than enough and before long you came around his throbbing cock, crying out his name.

He followed right after, coming deep inside you with a shout as you felt the warm pulses of his release inside you.

He managed to move himself to the side before he collapsed on you, turning you with him so he could stay inside you as he softened.

After a few moments to catch your breath he looked at you, tired but blissed out.

"I was able to control it," he grinned, "I didn't hurt you."

You scooted in closer, if that was even possible, and clung to him.

"I told you that you could, baby," you said, pressing a kiss to his warm chest.

"Practice makes perfect."

[littlelovelunette]

vi raising her voice at anxious! reader during an argument, making reader cry, and then doubling down and saying she’s too sensitive. reader storms off and hides in the bathroom, sobbing, thinking vi will break up with them, and eventually vi comes in to apologize and comforts them (pls make it really angsty and then really really sweet)

Anxiety

Contains emotional abuse, anxiety, may be traumatic to some readers, implications of self harm

"Vi, I just wanted to talk, stop huffing and sighing." You said, putting the freshly done dishes in the shelf.

Vi, who had her arms crossed was leaned against the wall as she surveyed you with her sharp blue eyes. "Spit it out already." Her tone was irritable.

"I just feel like you've been really distracted lately." You turned to face her. "When I try to call you for your attention you answer me in an irritated tone, when I'm talking you're zoning out."

Vi rubbed the back of her neck, hand going upto fix her hair, "Babe, yknow I'm stressed lately. Got a lot going on, I'm not ignoring you by purpose, 'kay?"

"I know but it hurts." You shifted from one foot to the other, "I understand but I just hoped you'd be opening to talking about it so the feeling wouldn't nag me. I just feel like, otherwise, you're—"

"Like what!?" Vi cut you out, "Like I'm shutting you out? Janna, everything doesn't have to be a deep conversation!"

"But it still hurts when you don't even tell me what's going on! It's like you don't trust me." You said, a little bit of emotion starting to creep onto your voice.

"So what do you expect I do every time? You expect me to sit here and hold your hand whenever you feel a little insecure?" Vi sounded so taunting it was like she wasn't even the person who you fell in love with.

"That's not what—"

"Then what!? What am I supposed to do?" Vi yelled. "If I pull away, I'm distant. If I'm busy, I'm ignoring you. What the fuck do you want from me?"

"I want you to talk to me." Your voice was low and shaky, tears soaking your cheeks now. "I just— I— I want you to care..."

"Oh, here we go again!" Vi threw her hands up in exasperation. "Being melodramatic and sensitive. Not everything needs to be a dramatic issue, you always make it about yourself!"

Tears blurred your vision and the next second you darted past her and into the bathroom to cry your heart out. You closed the door and locked it behind yourself, letting out a small shuddering sigh as you did.

This was it. Now, she would break up with you the moment you stepped out of the bathroom. Worry filled your chest and made it a little hard to breathe.

"Oh gosh..." A small sob left your mouth, as more warm tears started to roll down your now rosy cheeks.

You hated how sensitive and anxious you could get.

Thirty minutes passed inside the bathroom and then a small knock sounded out from the other side of the bathroom door.

Sofr knock and then a heavy thud as Vi leaned against the door.

"Baby… hey. C’mon, please open the door." Vi's voice was calmer than before but you were scared this was the start of a breakup speech.

Silence.

Just muffled, shaky breathing echoed from you throughout the rest of the bathroom.

Vi exhaled sharply, pressing her forehead against the wood. "I know you’re crying. I know I messed up. Please, baby, let me fix it."

Another pause. Vi swallowed hard, guilt clawing at her chest when she heard a quiet, broken sob from inside.

"Shit… I didn’t mean it, alright? I didn’t mean any of it. You’re not too sensitive, and I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. I just—I get so fucking stubborn sometimes, and I forget that words actually hurt."

She knocked again, softer this time, her voice breaking slightly. "I hate that I made you feel like this. I hate that I made you think I don’t care, ‘cause I do. More than anything. I just… I get scared too, y’know? I don’t always know how to deal with shit, and instead of talking about it, I push people away. But I don’t wanna push you away. Not you."

She sighed, her back sliding down the door as she sat outside, knees up, voice quieter now—more vulnerable.

"You’re the best thing I’ve got, and I keep fucking up. But I swear, I’m trying. I just… need you to talk to me. Yell at me if you have to, I don’t care—just don’t shut me out. Please, babygirl..."

Vi closed her eyes, head leaning against the door. "I’m not going anywhere, okay? I’ll sit right here all night if I have to. But I’d rather be holding you than talking to a damn door."

You opened the door slowly, face drenched in your own tears and hair messy as you stood there. Vi turned around and scrambled to her feet, seeing you the way you were broke her heart.

"My baby..."

She whispered and wrapped her arms around you tightly, holding you close as she took deep breaths. "I was worried you did something stupid to yourself. Don't ever shut me out like that. Talk to me."

"I tried but you..."

Your voice trailed off and you went back to sniffling and sobbing causing your small frame to shake in her hands.

"I'm sorry."

Vi apologised and held onto you, picking you up and taking you to the living room. She sat down with you on her lap, silently putting on your favourite show.

"We'll do what you want, okay?"

Vi reached down and opened a package of sugary snacks.

"Mhm..." Your voice was soft, a quiet hum.

"Come on, now, don't cry, yeah? You're my good girl. My angel."

[iqxatlantic]

    " POUND, POUND, POUND TOWN ! "

ft. shidou ryusei . afab! reader . reader was off alcohol and then shidou pulled up smh . smut . dark content . non/dub-con (if ur uncomfortable pls click off!) . alcohol usage . shidous a freak its shidou... . HE'S HUNG . frat party yeahhhh . college/uni au! . they freak each other in order to get over someone else . cursing wowza . cunnilingus ? . unreliable narrator ...

cw: non/dub-con (?) bc they were drunk. (damn both drunk thats acc crazy) alcohol is constantly mentioned within this fic

wc: 1.3k

synopsis : getting drunk with your annoying classmate (also school whore) ended up into an intimate situation..!

the blaring, colourful bright lights was driving you absolutely insane. your classmates annoying ass voice wouldn't help your ragin' headache calm down —i'll tell ya that much.

"c'mon sugar! just give alcohol a second chance," shidou smirked. waving the glasses in your face to taunt you. "fuck off, ryu. don't push it. jus' cause we made out doesn't mean i'm getting back into that shit." you grumbled.

"we're at a party, c'mon... give it another chance yeaa?" he continued to press you. wanting him to shut the fuck up you finally agreed. "fine just one bottle." you rolled your eyes.

you swore you saw his eyes sparkle when you finally agreed. "hell yeah, [name]. i knew you weren't borin' like that!" he grinned mischievously as he passed you two bottles.

you cautiously popped open the bottle cap of the tequila. hesitantly placing your lips on the bottle and you gave it a quick chug. you peeled your lips off the bottle as liquor as you wiped your mouth.

"off that tequila again hm, mamacita?" he laughed, teasingly. you felt your body fill with disgust. oh you absolutely hated this man's guts. you passed the bottle to him. he took a longer chug. letting out a content sigh.

"don't cha feel all your stress being relieved?" shidou smiled. you didn't reply, just taking another gulp. the bottle was passed between the both of you until it was empty.

shidou stuck out his tongue trying to get the last drop (Freaky ahh.) "ya down for more?" he asked. you were a little tipsy so you just agreed.

the both of you were wasted by then. expecting a deep conversation with shidou cause he's drunk? hell nah! he's fuckin' making out with you for the second time! a lil more passionate however...

he reeked and tasted like alcohol, a nostalgic sense you hated so much. that didn't stop you, however. the both of you kept going, so damn messy...

it felt euphoric, his MOUTH was euphoric. you swore no man could do it better than your ex (who also made u drink girl what r u on..) here you are. "ryu.." you gasped as you pushed him slightly.

oh this was wrong, so so so SO wrong... you vowed to yourself there would be no one who'd ever have you so vulnerable. yet, here you are. the pink eyed man wasted no time painting your collar bone with his saliva. how messy.

"y'know you're real cute, [name]." shidou breathed against your sensitive skin. "real fuckin' cute." oh jeez... what would your friends say when they catch you with one of the whores in the whole university..?

"quit thinkin' 'bout what ya friends' gotta say, think about the moment, think 'bout me." he mumbled almost desperately, to then suck on your skin. this man? desperate? no way...

biting, sucking, you name it, this guy'll do it. "y'know [name], i have a huge... huge crush on you." shidou babbled (where'd your pride go brah.) "i always wanted to do this."

being under the influence of alcohol, you were too drunk to realize what was going on LMFAO. his words went from one ear to another. your body was red and heated, cooling down a bit as he stripped you.

"ooh hell yeah!" he let out an excited whine. he unbuckled his pants and slipped it down with haste. "y'know a bitch like you, you're hella hot, [name]." shidou smirked. if it wasn't cause you felt like jelly, you would've BITCHSLAPPED him. (no bc who tf says that)

despite being everything but a gentleman, shidou did the one thing the guys you've had a relationship with or the guys you've slept around with didn't. asking you if he could put it in LMFAOO.

sliding your panties to the side, "[name], gonna put it in. prepare yourself." he breathed. due to your blurry vision, you didn't know how big he was. that is, until you felt something foreign stretching your opening. oh dear...

"r-ryusei!" you'd whine out. "it's jus' the tip, babe. can't take it? deal with it." shidou grinned, pushing himself in. in a way, shidou wasn't an asshole. well not yet. he hadn't forcefully put his whole length in you. like every other guy... (oh girl, if any guy does that RUN?!)

"damn, you're taking me so well." he mumbled, shocked. "for a whore like you i didn't expect you to be this tight n grippy." oh my days this man is a NASTY FREAK.

the audacity to call you a whore.?! "tough comin' from a man who acts like he's a bitch in heat every morning. whole world hears your sexual fantasies." you'd retort.

shidou frowned, "ahh, sugar don' be like that!" and with that a sudden thrust. nevermind! he's the same as every guy. each thrust had you ECSTATIC. it felt like doing weed all over again.

just the smell isn't the disgusting burning of marijuana, it was the smell of sweat and sex (eeyuck?!) shidou felt himself slowly reaching hish high. he swiftly pulled out and pulled your panties off.

he placed his tip onto your panties and began pumping. sooner or later, yeah no who am i kidding, he busted the moment his tip touched your panties. he came so damn much, "i feel like a virgin all over again! t' think i jack it everyday..."

you looked at him shook. "everyday and still that much nut?!" you'd mumbled. that is until you felt a quickly cooling sensation on your precious pussy. no fucking way this man just slid your panties back on, WITH HIS NUT.?!

shidou pressed his fingers against your opening, pushing his semen in. (what in the kinky shit man.!) "hey, doll. put this on." shidou whispered as he gave you his blazer. "guess you're not that bad as a guy after all huh? rated top-3 worst gentlemen of the scho-" you were cut off as you realized why. he did NOT want anyone else's eyes on you (honestly, mood af)

your vision began to blur. maybe you were too intoxicated that you gosh darn passed out immediately after! your memory a straight up fog. just to wake up to shidou lapping away at your pussy and an unfamiliar dorm.

"ryusei what the heee-oh god!" you yelped as his mouth went crazy on your labia. this man is a damned animal. at this point, he was DEVOURING your vulva.

you were somewhat sober, pulling at his hair. (woah un-gelled shidou hair hawk yeah!) "ryusei you gotta stop!" you babbled. "please, my friends are gona-!" your babbles were quickly changed to moans as he went ballistic on your sweet pussy.

"ryusei please! please! stop!" you sobbed. damn, never in your life did you have a man eat you out THIS good you're in tears! the moment he prodded his finger in you lost it.

bucking your hips forward, you came undone. shidou being the little freak he is lapped away so rapidly the moment your juices came out LOL. he pulled away, licking his lips.

your cunt was so soaked, messy as well :( messy with his saliva and your juices. shidou had his shit eating grin. "best pussy i've ever tasted." he smirked.

what a turn off... you glared at him. "heeeey, can't ya at least be a little nicer? i'm the only one whose made you feel this good." shidou continued, his pride skyrocketing. he knew he was right.

"can we do this more?" he asked, disgustingly sweet. "yeah. yeah we can." you replied, unironically enjoying it LMFAOO (we got two attractive whores on staaack)

"by the way whole time i was just tipsy, not drunk. i knew what i was doing." shidou chuckled, "i knew you'd agree to do this more."

you're perfect [name]. why couldn't he push himself to say it? big fat ego having ass. his cock's huge too, FUCKKKK. you both couldn't understand, was this to get over someone? or did you actually enjoy each others company... yikes. seeing him in class the next day was something.

— ©iqxatlantic / isaisliterallyhim, 2025

tags ! : @twijaxx, @kyvkc

a/n: HI. so i've been working on this for unironically so long and its still doodoo but you know what! who really cares!! i had lots of fun writing this LMFAOO i LVOE shidou i'm shidou, he's me frfr we're both freaksters :3 i desperately need a partner omg ;-; idk how people are pulling but i fear i #needthat. anyways ilygs mwa mwa dont have sex when you;re drunk ofc actually don't even drink bc drinking sucks </3 also don't drink if like your tolerence is low omg i was gonna add in drugs because i struggled w that at one point but i forgot the plot ABGAIN midway writing (this took me 2 weeks to get out LMFAO) i have more drafts that are abt to come i swearr T_T

[trinnityn]

Abby Anderson HCs

Warnings: 18+ NSFW and SFW content below the cut. gf!abby, tribbing, strap usage R!receveing, kinda? Gymrat!Abby, Dom!abby, abby is lowkey a perv

A/N: Based on the poll results! ill post the Vi hcs right after this one. i lowkey think this is hot ass cuz i wrote it half asleep... mb chat pls dont flop😭

SFW

Honestly acts cold towards you, and not cause she doesn't care about you, she's actually very attentive to each and everyone of your needs. your heels are hurting you? she'll carry you if needed, you feel sick? she'll nurse you until you're completely healed, you're tired? next thing you know you're tucked in bed with her hugging you. half of the time you don't even need to tell her anything and she'll notice.

"baby. stop."

"what do you mean-"

"i can tell they're bothering you. ill carry you to the car, and dont argue with me on that.

Her being aloof doesn't mean she isn't clingy. Definitely isn't a huge fan of PDA, though, but she has her own way of showing her affection publicly without it being too prominent. like, sharing her food, giving you her jacket whenever you're cold, glancing at you to analyze your expressions at any given moment to see if you are uncomfortable or if you are upset, and hugging your waist to pull you close anytime it looks like you just simply need her.

is always confused about what to do whenever you're upset or you start crying cause she's not exactly good at sorting out the appropriate words to reassure or comfort you but she tries her best. most times she tries to cheer you up instead like, showing you her childhood photos, bringing you your favorite food, playing funny videos, showing photos of her dogs, and the list goes on tbh

"shh.. baby I'm right here, okay? cry all you need."

"do you wanna see little me? my dad used to take lots of photos of me when I was a kid. I have a whole album."

favorite time of the day is whenever you offer which you don't even need to do cause she'll say yes anyway to redo her braids for her or even style her hair differently. she starts getting so excited that her inner dialogue keeps running on and on about how heavenly your hands feel whenever they're threading through her blonde locks, how gentle every move is to take care of her hair, and just how she adores everything that you do, every breath, every move, and every word that you utter from your lips. everything about you Is just so loveable in her eyes.

As I said, she is probably not the best when it comes to expressing her love and affection to you verbally, so at the time when she confessed her feelings to you and ultimately asked you to be her girlfriend, she handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers and little snacks she had picked up from memory each time you both hung out, and you plainly said "I like this" she'll take note of it and get it for you every chance she can.

"hey. I've been meaning to say this for a while, but I have feelings for you and correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you do too. Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"

Every habit of yours is just engraved in her memory. Bonus points if you're clumsy because she can always tell when a fall is about to happen, even before you realize it. If you almost bump into something, she hastily pulls you to her side so you avoid it.

NSFW

has broad shoulders. and always makes good use of them. like when she's fucking into you deep with her 7 inch, Baby pink strap that you picked out for her. or she just needs to hit that spongy spot, she hikes up one of your legs up to her shoulder, the plush skin of your thigh resting against her chest you were nearly folded in half before she adjusted to a harsh, punishing pace. her hand finding home on your other thigh as she kept a bruising hold of it.

"need me to go deeper? yea, thats what i thought."

purposely leaves her braid on at any chance she fucks you cause you'd tug on it, her nose nudging your sensitive clit as she redoubled her efforts, tongue licking and probing your sensitive entrance. hips bucking up as a feeble attempt to feel more of abby's tongue. Undoubtedly loves to jerk on your hair, ass up, face down as she fucked her thick fingers into your tight passage. She grasped onto a fistfull of your hair, using it as leverage to lift your face up as she ogled at you. Panting harshly with swollen lips, a string connecting your lips to the drool pooled up onto the pillow beneath that muffled your moans.

Likes sex with half of your clothes on, maybe even fully clothed. just something about hiking your skirt up and pushing your panties to the side to slip in a finger inbetween your already wet folds or slithering her hand into your shorts all the way into your panties to finger fuck you just turns her on so much.

Prefers skin to skin more than anything. dare i say shes a huge fan of tribbing. having you ontop of her, grinding and swirling your hips slowly as she felt her soppy cunt against yours, your clits rub against eachother. pure heaven. her hands take a hold of your hips as she encouraged you in a breathless voice

"yeah, good girl. ride me harder, baby. i know you're close."

"fuck. you're a natural, arent you?"

Uses your sextapes as preworkout or just on any occasion you send nudes, a video and she cant come over to touch you she starts acting like a prepubescent boy. basically starts working harder with the sole thought of building up more stamina and being able to fuck you harder, faster, longer the thought of it just lingers as her grip on the weights in hand makes her knuckles go white, supressing her urges while her thoughts go against her with the dirty pictures of you engraved in her mind.

I can see her as both an ass, and boobs girl tbh. gives fair attention to both, spends most nights just crawling up her hands to your bossoms before unclasping your bra, she squishes, squeezes, rubs, caresses both of them as she cherished the feeling of having both of her hands full. she abruptly takes one small bud into her mouth as she ravished it with attention, letting it pebble underneath her ministrations. on the other hand, in any chance she gets while your bend over on the kitchen counter, she ruts into your ass, the friction making you stir in your position as a hand crept to tug your shorts down, bringing your panties along. she delivers a stinging slap against one cheek

"count, baby. dont miss a number or we'll start all over again."

mostly tops, only lets you top on certain, special occasions like valentines, your anniversary and so on. it doesnt mean she doesnt like being pleasured, she just favors in taking care of her girl first, and when you try to defy her? best believe she'll put you back in your place. her hands trailed to remove every modicum of clothing on you, baring your body under her gaze as she sloppily kissed you. you're pinned down agaisnt the bed before you make a sudden attempt to pin her down. to your surprise it worked. Abby let out a dissatisfied grunt as you took over, her tongue fighting for the advantage against yours as your hand leads to cup her dripping sex, pressuring her clit against your palm.

her hand gripped your wrist to withdraw from your flimsy movements as another grasps your hips to twirl them around, bringing back the original position as she hovered above you, pulling away from the kiss slightly. she murmured with her lips an atom away from yours

"dont try to fight it, baby. im the one who takes charge here."

A/N: Hi chat.. please if you can.. leave me requests. i need it ❤️

XOXO, Trinnifer 💋

[arixella]

Sweetest Surrender

╰┈➤ pairing: Luffy x female! reader

a/n: : pls let me know if this is good😭

summary: After a hard day, Luffy seeks comfort and surrender in your arms, where love, trust, and tender dominance melt him completely.

wc: 1.3k

contains: smut, mommy kink,, heavy dominance/submission dynamics, affectionate aftercare.

He was quiet tonight. That's what gave him away.

Luffy never stopped moving. His energy usually spilled into every corner of the ship like sunlight - bouncing off walls, stealing snacks, laughing like the world couldn't hurt him.

But not tonight.

Tonight, he just stood in your doorway.

Barefoot, shirt off, cheeks pink. He looked like he didn't know where to put his hands. Like maybe he was thinking too hard - and that only ever happened when something was really pressing on him.

You looked up from your bed, where you were curled under a blanket, reading something you hadn't actually been paying attention to.

"Luffy?" you said softly.

His eyes flicked up to yours. Big. Warm. Shy.

"...Can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked.

You blinked. "You always sleep here."

His cheeks flushed deeper. "I mean... not just sleep."

You paused - then smiled, slowly. Set your book aside. Held a hand out to him.

"Come here, baby."

He was across the room in a heartbeat, crawling into your lap, settling between your thighs like he belonged there. His arms wrapped around your waist, his face pressed

into your neck — and he melted. That tension in him faded as your fingers found his hair, scratching lightly through his soft black curls.

"Did my baby have a hard day?" you whispered, gently rocking him.

He nodded.

You kissed his temple. "And what does my good boy need?"

His breath stuttered against your neck. He pulled back just enough to look up at you with those glassy, desperate eyes.

"Want you to make me feel good... Mommy."

Your pulse spiked. God, the way he said it — barely a whisper, like it was sacred. Like he was handing you the reins to his whole world and hoping you wouldn't break him.

You cupped his jaw, thumb brushing over his soft lower lip. "You want Mommy to take care of her baby boy?"

"Mhm..." he whimpered, eyes fluttering.

"Please..."

You guided him to lie back, his head on the pillow, his beautiful brown eyes wide and

shining in the dim light. You climbed over him slowly, straddling his hips, watching the way his chest rose and fell, how his hands twitched like he didn't know if he was allowed to touch

you yet.

"You know the rules," you murmured, trailing your fingers down his chest, teasing. "No touching unless I say so."

"Yes, Mommy..."

You leaned in and kissed him - slow, deep, wet. His mouth opened for you immediately,

tongue needy and eager, moaning softly into the kiss. His cock was already hard beneath you, straining against his shorts, twitching every time your hips shifted.

You pulled back, smirking. "You're already this hard just from Mommy's kiss?"

He nodded breathlessly. "I've been thinking about it all day... wanted to be good... wanted you to use me..."

"Oh, sweet boy," you purred, sliding down his body. "You're so precious when you beg."

You tugged his shorts down and his cock

sprang free, flushed and leaking, twitching against his stomach.

"Look at you," you said with a wicked smile.

"So sensitive already."

"Please..." he gasped. "I need your mouth-need Mommy's mouth..."

And because he asked so nicely, you gave it to him.

You licked the head first, slow and teasing, watching his hands clutch the sheets when you didn't let him thrust up. Then you sank down further, hollowing your cheeks, sucking with

wet, messy pressure that made him whine.

His thighs trembled.

"F-Fuck-Mommy, I'm gonna-"

You pulled off with a pop, smiling sweetly as he whimpered at the loss.

"Not yet," you said, stroking him with your hand while you watched him squirm. "You don't come until Mommy says."

"I'll be good," he promised, panting. "Please let me make Mommy feel good, too-want you to use me..."

You crawled back up, straddling his chest this

time, and he immediately understood.

He grabbed your thighs and pulled you up until your pussy hovered right over his face, hot and dripping.

"Eat," you ordered.

And he devoured you.

Luffy wasn't just good with his mouth-he was hungry. Eager. Messy. His tongue slid through your folds with

firm, sloppy licks, moaning into you like your taste was his favorite thing in the world.

"Fuck-good boy," you gasped, grinding down a little, riding his face. "You love Mommy's pussy, don't you?"

"Mmph-love it-" he whined, licking faster, nose bumping your clit with every eager thrust of his tongue.

You came on his face with a breathless moan, your thighs shaking, fingers tangled in his hair as he lapped at you through every twitch of your orgasm like a desperate pup.

When you finally slid off him, he looked wrecked - flushed, panting, his mouth slick and eyes blown wide.

"Please, Mommy," he whispered. "Please let me come now..."

You leaned down, kissed him again, slow

and deep. "Alright, baby," you whispered.

"Mommy's gonna ride her good boy now."

You sank down on his cock in one slow motion

- both of you gasping. He was so thick, and you were so wet, it felt like perfection when he filled you to the hilt.

He was whimpering before you even moved.

"So tight... feels so good, Mommy-" You rode him slowly, grinding your hips, fucking

him with deep, needy rolls. His eyes rolled back, hands still obediently fisting the sheets. You praised him between moans, kissed his jaw, told him how beautiful he was when he gave up control.

When you felt him start to lose it - body tensing, breath breaking - you cupped his face and whispered:

"Come for Mommy, baby."

And he did. With a choked sob, hips bucking into you, cock pulsing deep inside as he filled you up. You kept moving until he was whining from overstimulation, his whole body trembling.

After, you lay beside him, pulling him close, petting his hair as he curled into your chest.

"You were so good for me," you whispered.

His voice was thick with sleep and satisfaction.

"I love you, Mommy..."

You kissed the top of his head. "I love you too, my sweet, sweet boy."

♡♡♡

© 2025 arixella | please do not plagiarize or translate any of my work without my consent.

[steddieme]

robin would be so protective of steve. eddie would have to try so hard to get her approval. no automatic mlm wlw solidarity when it comes to the boyfriend of her soulmate. like she loves eddie as a friend, but as soon as he becomes steve's boyfriend, she does the i'm watching you gesture every time she sees him.

eddie begs steve to talk to her because she has him spooked. steve gets all pouty and says "but she's so sweet :(((" and eddie drops it in order to kiss the pout off his face.

but steve does end up mentioning it to robin.

steve: robin, stop bullying my boyfriend. he's sensitive.

robin: did he sic you on me? is he too much of a coward to talk to me?

steve: robbie, it's eddie. ofc he is.

robin: ... fair

but eddie decides to talk to robin the day after steve talks to her.

robin: look who the cat dragged in

eddie: hi birdie. i need to talk to you.

robin: oh, so now you want to talk. no longer hiding behind your boyfriend?

eddie: ... so steve talked to you?

robin:

eddie: okay, fine. so. what did i do?

robin: what?

eddie: why have you been glaring at me so much?

robin: you really don't know?

eddie: i mean, it can't be just because i'm dating steve, can it?

robin:

eddie: oh my god, do you not approve of me dating him?

robin: it's not that! i just worry for him. i want you to take it seriously when i say i can destroy you if you hurt him.

eddie: i never doubted that?

robin: oh. good.

eddie, pouting: can we pls be friends? :(

robin: ugh, fine. but steve is still MY soulmate! know your place.

eddie: i'd never get in the way of true love

[randomhealer]

Okay but- Boothill (sfw-nsfw)

warnings: GN reader, not reviewed, nsfw, I lost everything and I'm living on a bench in Penacony. this is crack don't take it seriously pls, hmmm tetanus :)

okay but- Boothill likes to rub his cheek against yours, just because he can't feel you with other parts of his body.

He blushes when you kiss his face but secretly (not so secret since he says it openly) it's his favorite thing

He gets upset easily with anyone who is close to you and this always causes problems for you because he doesn't like it when people touch you, whether they are men or women.

then he follows you behind you like he's your shadow and one second he's behind you quietly and the next he's on the other side of the street fighting with a guy who was looking at you for 5 seconds longer than Boothill would like...

he is vindictive, yes. Once a guy complimented you by giving you a light kiss on the cheek and Boothill spent a week calling this guy and saying threats like: "I know where you live, and I'm going to put a bullet in your head before learning not to touch something that isn't yours"  ends up coming out as "I know where you live, and I- I hope you have a good day" because of his filter

And when did you take him to the Express with you? guy could make a second explosion wanting to fight with everyone until you fight with him so he stays quiet and he will sit on the couch, opening his legs completely while looking at you, waiting for you to sit on his lap. He has no shame as he buries his face in your neck and stays quiet for just a minute before he starts teasing you by biting or licking you. (in front of everyone at Express)

He gets extremely upset if you deny him something (especially a kiss) he will be grumpy all day, mumbling all day almost dramatically. he will complain about this even with a Warp Trotter, But it won't be long before he gets to you and pins you to some surface to take what's rightfully his.

Boothill loves it when you encourage him in something or when you praise him. See you looking at his body with curiosity in your eyes? He can't help but have a smug smile. he smiles more seeing how small your hands are on his chest gives him slight satisfaction but he'll still pat you if your hands wander too much.

He can drink the most variable things possible but he won't drink Himeko's coffee, for some reason his body warns him as if it were a dangerous substance so he always passes the coffee to you as if it were a bomb and an apologetic look...

You may or may not wake up to him in the morning eating bullets from his gun next to your in the bed and he will just look at you with a smile and offer you one even though he knows it's impossible for you to eat it 

NSFW (pls don't read this far if you are underage)

His favorite thing is probably fingering you, he loves doing that because he can occupy himself on your neck while you squirm

but he loves to eat too, to stay between your legs for hours while you get to the point where you start crying and whining while trying to pull his head away from you. His hair is a bit sensitive so he might end up growling and blushing when you pull it.

Does it bite you in every possible place, chest, thighs, neck? yes! your curves? yes too... 

He misses his body, how he could feel your chest on his, the heat of your body on his and how good it would be to feel how hot and tight you are inside, he hates it but he still feels a surge of satisfaction in him as he feels it. see what he can do with just his fingers and his mouth on you.

He may or may not be jealous of vibrators... I mean... are those things giving you more pleasure than him? Ugh but it's okay, he can use these things to his advantage...

Give you more compliments than degradation, not because he wants to but because it's the only thing he can do...

"I know you can give me one more, aren't you my little sunshine?" (this was supposed to be a my little bitch)

He loves to be mean to you in bed, if he can't put words into words then he will act, he loves pulling your hair to kiss you, bite you hard, make you beg for not giving you anything and make you cry for giving you more than you asked for.

His day ends more satisfied when he sees you getting out of bed, shaking with wobbly legs and dirty with your own juice and sweat... aren't you the cutest thing he's ever seen? almost like a little bunny...

[oscquinn]

Can I request ❛ i’ve never done something like this before. ❜ with Will Smith pls? Maybe a sub!Will? Please and thank you!!

will smith hockey save me...

"i’ve never done something like this before." from this subtle smut list. part of my mini writing event, now closed!

will smith x f!reader, NSFW 18+. LOST THE PLOT AGAIN SEND HELP. virgin!will, handjob, p in v at the end.

will is high on the feeling of a gold medal, his surprisingly soft hands paw at your bare thighs, white skirt shoved up your hips. "you're s-so soft," he murmurs, stumbling as his voice trembles, in awe of you. "i want..."

his voice trails off when his knuckles brush over your cotton panties, eyes going wide at the warmth and wetness he finds there.

"tell me what you need," you whisper, tugging on his hair. will whines softly but follows your gentle pull. his lips meet your own, messy and rushed, like he can't get enough of you. like he needs you more than air.

will ducks his head, nervous, his cheeks flushed a sweet pink. "i've never done something like this before, he whispers against your chin.

his hard length brushes your core, thin fabric keeping your heated skin apart. he whines into your mouth, panting when you tug him away. "we can do whatever you want, m'kay? but you gotta tell me."

he's already shirtless, you quirk an eyebrow and glance between his thighs, silently asking this okay? will nods immediately. you draw down his boxers with one hand, watching his cock spring free and slap against his stomach. the tip's already leaking, precome smeared down his length. you look up, brush your knuckles over his thigh, and murmur, "words, baby."

"touch me!" will blurts out, cheek turning impossibly pinker. "please, i-i feel like i'm gonna get a fever if you— i-if you don't—" his voice breaks off into a whine when you wrap your hand around his cock.

he's hot in your palm, firm and fucking twitching. it's not just his dick, either. his thighs tremble as you stroke him, abs clenching with every pass over his sensitive head. "good boy, that's it," you encourage, spitting on his length to aid your pace.

"fuck, f-fuck—ah!—baby that, ohhhh," he can't even form a sentence, his long-neglected issue finally being cared for. "baby, b-baby you gotta—" he pants for a moment, chest heaving, "—you gotta stop o-or i'm gonna cum. like right now."

you only smile at him. "then cum for me, will."

you speed up your palm, squeezing him just that little bit tighter and drawing a choked out moan from the depth of his chest. he's wrecked under you, and you can't help but slide down to rest your lips against his thigh.

"w-what're you—" will starts, but loses his voice when you start to suck a small mark into his skin. his fingers grip your shoulder, like he needs you to stabalize him, like his world is fading at the edges and you're the only thing keeping him here.

you kiss the mark gently before you pull away, revealing the small red mark. you claimed him, left evidence of you on his skin. he can't handle it.

"i'm gonna—oh shit!—shit, shit, sh—" he babbles, his cock twitches desperately, and he spills messily all over his stomach. the sound that falls from his lips is so obscene you swear you're imagining it, it couldn't have come from him, surely.

feeling a little mean, and loving his soft noises, you continue to stroke him. "aw, baby, look at that. you're still so hard for me," you coo, rising up on your knees. you grind your soaked cotton panties against him, bringing one hand up to cup his cheek. "you wanna feel inside me?"

all he can manage is a whimper and a nod, fingers fumbling to tug your panties off. you help him, kick them off to the side, then lean in for a sweet kiss. you guide his own hand to his aching dick, whispering, "hold still, m'kay?"

will does as he's told, holding himself steady as you sink down onto his thick length. the drag of him through your walls reignites the fire in your belly, your toes curl as you feel his hips flush to your own.

"i-i can't, you gotta—fuck—gotta give me a m-minute," he begs, voice hoarse and pitchy. his abs are clenching like he's trying not to cum already. god, he's so sweet.

with a kiss to his lips you whisper, "shh, s'alright. we've got all the time in the world."

© oscquinn, 2025. click here for my inbox.

[thehatboxwitch]

pls make another foxturine smut ur last one was so bomb.. this time he gets the reader all to himself tho🙏🙏

fem!reader, TW // nsfw, somnophilia (kinda), breeding, reader is a bunny hybrid, foxventurine, feline ratio. part 1.

when he reaches out to the other side of the bed, he finds it empty, ratio's warmth just beginning to fade from the sheets.

you're curled up in the curve of his body, your ears soft against his arm, still sleeping soundly. despite last night's activities, nothing could cover up your sweet scent, and it made aventurine's tail thump against the sheets with his and ratio's scent mingled with yours.

"don't do anything while i'm at work," ratio had told him.

"sure," aventurine had replied, blinking innocently back.

like he was going to obey.

"bunny," he coos, rubbing an ear between his fingers.

you twitch, sigh, roll over, exposing the smooth skin of your behind to him. aventurine's fingers dance lightly over your hips, feeling the marks that either of them had left.

"if you don't get up, bunny," he whispers. "i'm gonna fuck you again."

no response. aventurine hadn't really meant it, but now you were here...

you squeak, still half-asleep, when aventurine hauls you on top of him, propping your legs open with his knees. you yelp when he bites down on one of your bunny ears, whimpering when he presses a finger to your clothed cunt.

"better get you stuffed while i have you all to myself, hm?” aventurine murmurs into your ear.

he traces a finger down your slit, satisfied to find it already damp. aventurine can feel the saliva pooling into his mouth at the scent of your arousal, sweet and musky and heady all at once.

it's all too easy to slice open your underwear with a sharpened claw. you gasp when the tip grazes your clit, and though he knows you don't mean to be erotic, aventurine can't help but sink his fingers into you (claws sheathed, of course.)

you writhe in his grasp, but what use is a little rabbit against her predator?

he scissors his fingers a few times, and before you can recover from the simulation, he's pushing his dick through the tight muscle of your entrance.

if you've ever been overstimulated before, nothing compares to the feeling of aventurine pushing up against leftover cum, kissing your cervix, warmer still than your warm, sore insides. tears are tracking down your face before you even realise they're, aventurine swiping them away with deceptively gently fingers and licking them up.

you're shuddering in the throes of orgasm without even realising it as he guides your hips up and down, seizing and writhing and wailing each time aventurine's dick twitches up against your most sensitive spots, which at that point is every inch of your ribbed walls. he's saying something - sweet somethings, cooing, nibbling at your ears.

distantly you hear the sound of a door opening, and aventurine stops moving.

"oops," he says, grinning and not the least apologetic, when he sees ratio in the doorway.

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[wvffles]

comfort fic recs ⋆˚࿔

→ one shot edition

ᯓ a collection of some stories that are comforting to me 💙 (i'm a simple creature of habit, a complete sucker for hurt/comfort if you will) also just so this isn't super duper long i’m going to limit myself, but there are sooo many fics that I love to reread :') // if you're on this list and want to be removed pls lmk !! I mean no harm or inconvenience ˙✦

ᯓ for the most part these are sfw, but some stories might contain or allude to smut, pls heed all individual story warnings and tags ᝰ.ᐟ

⭑.ᐟ supernatural

⋆˚࿔ dean winchester

✎ᝰ. the old fashioned way dean x soulmate!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @zepskies

summary: you and dean are having trouble trying to start a family. what happens when you turn to a spell for a possible solution? 

✎ᝰ. down to the crust dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by zepskies

summary: you’ve set out on a very specific mission for dean. the problem is, you now have ulterior motives for your (formerly) pure love of baking.

✎ᝰ. lovin' you dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @supernotnatural2005

summary: it’s that time of the month and dean is there to save the day.

✎ᝰ. better dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @wearywinchester  

summary: when your cold turns more serious and things take a turn, dean is there every step of the way.

✎ᝰ. comfort treats dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @impala-dreamer

summary: pain/period comfort drabble

✎ᝰ. next dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @dewwinchester

summary: a little cutesy piece basically about reader and dean living a very normal life and leaving hunting

✎ᝰ. spring cleaning dean winchester x plus size!afab!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @studiogrimm810

summary: a tiring day of helping dean clean up the impala has left you exhausted, sensitive, and self-critical. especially after finding something from dean’s bachelor days

✎ᝰ. apple pie and valentine's surprises dean winchester x girlfriend!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @losers-clvb

summary: it's yours and dean's first valentine's day together! the pressure is on you both to make it perfect for each other, but things don't go according to plan.

✎ᝰ. not a lot, just forever dean winchester x pregnant!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @take-it-on-the-run

summary: after throwing up morning after morning, the reader discovers her illness isn't what she initially thought.

✎ᝰ. no sleeping alone dean x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @silksandcravats

summary: headcanon on boyfriend!dean who does not condone sleeping apart from you

✎ᝰ. leather jacket and pumpkin spice latte dean winchester x gn!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @chevroletdean

summary: wearing dean's leather jacket

⋆˚࿔ sam winchester

✎ᝰ. frowny sam winchester x gn!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @tusk-rumours

summary: you're frowny and in pain on your period, and sam's there to make you feel better

✎ᝰ. natural sam winchester x gn!afab!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @samsblades

summary: five times that you and sam are woken in the middle of the night, and one time you get to sleep in.

✎ᝰ. crybaby sam winchester x fem!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @chxrrywines

summary: post argument hurt/comfort

✎ᝰ. the comforts of home sam winchester x f!reader ⋆˚࿔ by zepskies

summary: sam forgets to take care of himself at times. you do your best to remind him, and be there when he needs you to lean on. but sam winchester’s getting a bit too heavy, and you’re starting to feel a little under-appreciated around here.

✎ᝰ. hold me, console me established sam winchester x witch!reader / sam winchester x gn afab!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @saltcxrcle

summary: sam's not answering your texts, so you panic and track him down to a hospital OR where dean finds out that you and sam are dating.

✎ᝰ. busted sam winchester x reader ⋆˚࿔ by impala-dreamer

summary: you stumble home drunk one night with plans for the younger winchester, but your stomach, and his feelings, have other ideas..

✎ᝰ. soft skin sam winchester x plus size!afab!reader ⋆˚࿔ by studiogrimm810

summary: a night of comparing yourself to the beautiful women around you has lead your own self image to be severely tainted and sam just can't have that

✎ᝰ. heat wave sam winchester x fem!reader ⋆˚࿔ by saltcxrcle

summary: heat waves suck in the bunker

✎ᝰ. crimson waves established sam winchester x fem!reader ⋆˚࿔ by saltcxrcle

summary: you're on your period and sam is the best boyfriend ever

✎ᝰ. dead eyes sam winchester x gn!reader ⋆˚࿔ by samsblades

summary: killing a shifter with sam’s appearance scares you to the point of a panic attack.

✎ᝰ. my hero doctor!sam winchester x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @trektraveler

summary: doctor sam wInchester had fallen hard for the woman living just down the hall. she was easily the most adorable and the most accident-prone creature he had ever met! yet for all the times he came to her rescue, he was too shy to make a move. maybe he could work up his courage, if he got just one more chance...

⭑.ᐟ other jackles characters

⋆˚࿔ soldier boy (ben)

✎ᝰ. the best kind of medicine soldier boy x f!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @lamentationsofalonelypotato

summary: when ben hasn't heard from you in a few days, he drops by only to find you in a compromising position.

✎ᝰ. in the dark soldier boy x f!reader ⋆˚࿔ by zepskies

summary: you and ben have tackled the insurmountable together, but no one said the recovery would be easy.

✎ᝰ. sweet and sour soldier boy x female reader ⋆˚࿔ by @wildwestdean

summary: when you get back home after drinking a little too much, a sweeter side of ben slips out to take care of you. though you quickly learn that with him, you can't have any sweet without a little sour

⭑.ᐟ criminal minds

⋆˚࿔ aaron hotchner

✎ᝰ. where it hurts the most aaron hotchner x ex!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @alinathinkstoomuch

summary: getting shot is bad. bleeding out in your boss-slash-ex’s arms? somehow, worse.

✎ᝰ. we'll be okay aaron hotchner x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @ssahotchnerr

summary: after a bad argument and a long night of drinking, aaron gently takes care of you although you drunkly insist you don't need his help, making up along the way.

✎ᝰ. spontaneous phenomena aaron hotchner x reader ⋆˚࿔ by @luveline

summary: hotch touches your face much more than a boss should. or, 5 times you have a nosebleed +1 time hotch does.

⋆˚࿔ spencer reid

✎ᝰ. all I do is try, try, try post prison!spencer x genius!fem!reader ⋆˚࿔ by @pencil-n-pen

summary: all your life, you’ve been second-best. even now that you’ve been chosen to be an agent of the BAU, you’re just a replacement for spencer reid. what could change now that’s he’s out?

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me after saying this wouldn’t be too long, lol

ᯓ I tried to keep the descriptions as authentic as possible, also if there’s multiple stories from the same author I only tagged once to avoid overtagging(?) but their name is in bold beside the title, all credits to their respective creators !!

ᯓ I for sure want to make more rec lists in the future (spice, series, headcanons, sibling dynamics, other characters i read for, etc etc... the possibilities are endless) but I also don't like to bother people so i'm kinda...testing the waters with this <3 :)

ᯓ happy reading and support writers, always ♡ !!

[realstrap]

We are broke as fuck for the next 2 weeks, we are hungry and have no groceries

12/28/2024

TIME SENSITIVE, NEEDED ASAP!!!

I was out of work due to the flu and I missed an entire paycheck bc my immunocompromised body takes longer to recover, I'm hopefully going to be getting more hours next week but my job pays biweekly so that means I won't see any money until the first week of January

My partner and I have been barely surviving off one meal a day for the past week and half and I've had medical expenses among other things force me to make hard decisions. it's especially been hard when we don't know when our next meal is going to come from right now.

At the present we need at least $250 to fill our fridge and pantry and be fed until I get paid and I'm sick of only getting one take out meal a day! Pls help if u can

Help 2 disabled lesbians life not suck, anything is appreciated!

CA: $lezsalt or $sleepyhen

Vm: wildwotko

Dm 4 PPL

[buntanteen]

svt fic recs list <3 - sub!ot13 for september - nsfw ver.

nsfw reader insert fics!! mdni. (majority is afab reader)

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

note: here's 30 subby/soft/pathetic/virgin!seventeen fic recs for each day of september :3 enjoy <3

✩ ot13 works ✩

❥ svt mtl — humiliation kink! - @cheolhub

pathetic mingyu agenda let's fucking gaurrrrrr. mean joshie do whatever u want to me, thanks dude :3

❥ mtl svt: to be a sub around you but act like the one in charge publicly - @ncteez

ofc vernon and mingyu are at the top hehe. SIMP SEOKMINNIE YAYY. DINO'S HAD ME CACKLING PLSS JFKBD. the shua one is so *chef's kiss*

❥ thigh riding sub!seventeen - @applesooyoung

omg shy shua is killing me here. show me your pretty face pretty boy, pls 🥺🥺 nonnie trying to nochalantly hint at what he wants is taking me out hjvfkb. wanna hear channie's moans soooo bad. he'd sound so good when he feels good

❥ praise kinks (not ot13) - @mountainficss

...i may have kink for giving praise...

❥ mtl submissive - @nonuify

power bottom kwannie agenda let's geddittt. bratty hannie...*sigh* HE'S ALWAYS BRATTY JKFBK I CAN'T HANDLE HIM ARGBK

❥ seventeen's reaction of you calling them 'baby boy' for the first time - @boofeine

(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) crying and dying at shua's. shy baby junnie~ kyeommie and gyu are SUCH baby boys i cannottttt. poor vernon failing his game cuz he was flustered 😔

✩ choi seungcheol/scoups ✩

❥ sub!seungcheol - @mountainficss

coups is too grr to immediately want to try out being subby. loveee the idea that he's a bit bratty when he doesn't get his way *side eyes ever moment he sulks or whines*

✩ yoon jeonghan ✩

❥ sub jeonghan - @mountainficss

subby jeonghan thank u thank u thank u. imagining his fuck-me-eyes and his fucked out expression has me *jumps out window*

✩ hong joshua ✩

❥ edging + overstim sub joshua - @mountainficss

sweet shua taking everything we give him 🥺🥺

❥ pup - @toruro

shua is such a good pretty pup in this fic omfg s

❥ sub!shua - @sluttywonwoo

sensitive subby obedient shua?? sign me up

✩ wen junhui ✩

❥ sub!jun - @sluttyminghao

pretty shy subby junnie. just wants to be good and feel good aww :((

❥ sub jun - @mountainficss

good lil behaved sub junjun oh ily. such a shy lil brat

✩ kwon soonyoung/hoshi ✩

❥ sub hoshi - @mountainficss

subby hoshi just being a brat and instigating just so he can be pleasured omfg

❥ sub!hoshi - @hannieehaee

subby soonie is sooo pathetic i'm in love??? he's so whiny and desperate hehe

✩ jeon wonwoo ✩

❥ sub!wonwoo - @sluttyminghao

sensitive nonu and leaving marks on his thighs yes pls thank yewwww

❥ sub!wonwoo + praise kink - @sluttyminghao

nonu's puppy eyes have me so weak y'all don't get it (u probably do lmao) praising this good boy ahhhh

✩ lee jihoon/woozi ✩

❥ sub!jihoon x sub!reader - @hannieehaee

cockwarming to fucking? jihoon's pretty hands all over??? yes pleaseee

❥ sub!woozi - @jeonghantis

fuck, imaging his pretty cute voice all needy and whining to be fucked has me weakkk

✩ xu minghao/the8 ✩

❥ slutty sub minghao - @mountainficss

playing with minghao's nipples until he's all sensitive i- kjvbfk

✩ kim mingyu ✩

❥ himbo puppy mingyu - @mountainficss

degrading and praising big dumb himbo puppy gyu?? aHHHHHH

❥ overstimulating sub!gyu - @sluttywonwoo

is mingyu whimpered at me, i'd fold immediately too

❥ chained up good boy!mingyu - @duhnova

obedient puppy boy mingyu save me plsssss

✩ lee seokmin/dokyeom ✩

❥ puppy seokmin - @mountainficss

cutie puppy hybrid who just wants his person so fucking bad arghhh s

❥ sub!seokmin - @hannieehaee

pliant lil seokminnie just wanting cunt so bad jkbks

✩ boo seungkwan ✩

❥ rough sex with sub seungkwan - @mountainficss

whining and begging?? meet his needs pls, the baby deserves it. but he's also a cute lil fuck toy, y'know? 🥰

✩ chwe hansol/vernon ✩

❥ his first time (virgin!vernon) - @sluttywonwoo

i adore the concept of soft hansol not wanting to cum so quickly gfdbkjns

❥ sub!vernon - @hannieehaee

playing with subby nonnie's cock and making him feel that good? yes pls :3

✩ lee chan/dino ✩

❥ cumming in his pants - @sluttywonwoo

fuck, i'm so in love with the idea of him priding himself on holding back...only to ruin his pants because it just feels so so so good~ poor baby wanted to cum in reader's cunt 😔

❥ sub! chan who's only comfort is your tits - @monamipencil

needy chan just needy for tiddies after a long day :((( (what a mood tho)

bun note: i made this solely because of alliteration (sub, svt, september) lol. i planned doing this about a month ago but i procrastinated lmao. so i quickly went through this so it is slightlllllyyyyyy late (sorry~). i hope y'all enjoy the filth ς(.-‿-)ఇ

[22ayla21]

pls do more scenes of father ifa

The Heart of the Saurians

While Ifa tended to his furry, winged, and tailed patients, his little daughter sat beside him, a harbinger of a future veterinarian.

Morning in Natlan began as usual: birdsong, the sweet scent of flowers, and… ringing children's laughter.

"Papa, Papa! Look!" she exclaimed. "He's touching my palm with his little beak!"

Ifa looked up from the bandaged paw of an injured saurians and turned to his little girl. Next to her, curled up in a fluffy ball, lay one of the Qucusaur, purring softly as it snuggled against the girl. She, with her ever-present wide smile, stroked it between its feathers, knowing exactly where it liked it best.

"That means he trusts you, little sunbeam," Ifa said gently, squatting down beside her. "He usually hides even from me when something hurts him."

"Maybe he senses that I'll be a veterinarian too!" the little one declared proudly, straightening her small shoulders.

Ifa chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "Not yet, but who knows... you're growing so fast. Soon you'll be here for me while your mother and I bake cookies."

He couldn't take his eyes off her. She wasn't even four years old, yet she already knew almost all the inhabitants of the shelter where he worked by name. Her voice was clear, her hands were gentle, and her heart was enormous. She had inherited not only her mother's softness but also a special, inexplicable connection with the saurians, as if their entire native forest sensed: she was one of their own.

Other children were afraid of the saurians' loud cries or tried to pull their tails, but she approached them cautiously and with respect. And the saurians… they came to her themselves. Sometimes, in the mornings, while Ifa was busy with preparations for the day, the girl would sit in the middle of the yard, and a whole circle of little creatures would gather around her.

"She's like a lullaby, only alive," he whispered to his wife one day, looking out the window. "Even those who usually don't come out of their hiding places are drawn to her."

"She got that from both of us," she replied with a smile. "A kind heart and patience – like yours, and sensitivity and tenderness – like mine."

Since then, Ifa had begun to observe his daughter more closely. Not just as a father, but as someone who notices something special.

Today, for example, she seemed to have befriended a stubborn new patient whom no one could persuade to take his medicine. While he hissed at the adults and turned away, the girl sat down beside him, looked into his eyes, and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, you'll feel better. Papa is here."

Ifa froze. The saurians zaurian tilted its head, sniffed the girl… and allowed her to place her hand on its lap. And then it even opened its mouth when Ifa brought the spoon with the bitter but necessary syrup to its lips.

"I'm in shock," he muttered, watching his daughter feed the creature pieces of fruit. "Listen, little one, you're definitely a veterinarian, but at least wait until you're five, okay?"

"And then I'll work with you!" she announced proudly, as if she had been waiting for just that. "And I'll wear the same coat as you!"

He laughed.

"Alright, it's time for me to make you a separate table your size," he scooped her up in his arms and twirled her around. "And probably embroider a sign: 'Doctor Little One'."

The girl giggled and snuggled against him, and at that moment Ifa felt something… inexplicable. It was as if time had stopped, as if all of Natlan was breathing beside him, as if he held the greatest treasure of life in his hands – not just a child, but the future. A future filled with care, kindness, and love for all living things, be it a human or a small creature.

That day, he often caught himself thinking how lucky he was. Not just to become a father, but to see a true calling blossom in a small soul. He understood: one day his little girl would definitely become a veterinarian. Because she already was one. A true one.

With a heart capable of hearing the saurians. With a soul they recognized as their own. With hands that even the most timid creatures stopped trembling around.

Ifa knew that no matter how long their path might be, he would not be alone. Because now he had not only a wife who radiated light but also a little companion who would one day walk beside him, following in his footsteps.

"Doctor Little One…" he repeated with a tender smile, kissing his daughter's cheek. "Hmm. How does that sound?"

"It sounds like me!" she said confidently, and in the distance, one of the zaurians cried out joyfully in response.

[metaforikal]

phainon x fem! reader who is insecure about her tit size pls <3

𐙚  phainon 𐙚 

𐙚 his sweetheart is insecure about the size of her milk jug <3 𐙚 

suggestive, fluff, comfort-ish, phainon is a tease again, fem reader.

thanks for the request anon (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) i hope this fulfilled your request. if it didn't feel free to send another in and i'll execute it in a different way!

"hey, what's gotten into you?" there stood the snowy-haired chrysos heirㅡphainon. you had a solemn look on your face, your fingers fidgeting in your lap as you sat there.

"it's.. nothing." as if your sorrow could go unseen by your dearest. his eyes are always on you, whether you noticed or not.

phainon tilted his head, clearly not convinced by that. he wasn't buying that, he wouldn't let you go with such an answer. slowly, he knelt before you. gently, his hands found yours, fingers intertwining with intimacy. "my love, the look on your face says otherwise." a look of genuine worry is etched on his face.

you bit your lower lip, looking away from his pleading eyes. he was always patient with you, so endlessly patient that he would stay like this for aeons if it means unravelling the plague in your mind.

"it's something stupid, really.." you tried to convince him that it was nothing. yes, he was your lover but some things were still too embarrassing to say aloud, like how you're insecure about the size of your breast. 

after a few solid minute of going back and forth, of his gentle coaxing, you finally caved in. "alright alright! it's really, really nothing! it's just that i.." you exhaled, placing your hand over your breast, slightly squeezing it to emphasise your words. "sometimes i feel like i'm not.. well-endowed enough for you. you're THE nameless hero, a chrysos heir, you deserve more than this." your head lowered, bangs falling and further obscured your eyes from his view. 

he didn't interject, didn't rush you, only waited, allowing you to finish voicing everything out. "something like aglaea's" you mumbled "scratch that, even that one bathhouse staff that is always around the hero's bathー she's better than me!" you laid your hearts out to him, eyes threatening to brim with tears.

you then heard a sigh from himー not an annoyed sigh, but in fact, of amusement. 

you looked up to him, seeing that all too familiar boyish grin on him, the one he usually wore when you manage to catch him off guard like this.

"really, my love?" he stated in disbelief. "you're so full of surprises." he shook his head. the bed dips in weight as he moved closer. his presence enveloped you whole, one hand pressed against the mattress right next to you, while the other cupped your cheek. your breath hitched at the sudden proximity, at the way he was so close to you. 

"should i demonstrate the depth of my love for every inch of your body, sweetheart?" he was impossibly close, you could feel his whispers grazed against the shell of your ear. 

the bed dipped once more, his knee settled in between your thighs. you felt as if there was an invisible string had bound your tongueー you couldn't speak, couldn't move away from his embrace.

his hand that were once on your cheek trailed down to the valley of your breast, feeling the soft cotton of you clothing that separated your skin from his. "these are in the way aren't they?" his questions were all left hanging in the air, unanswered. 

with that, he snuck his hand underneath your tunic, bunching the excess fabric up to his arm. his fingertips slowly, oh so gently, teasingly even, brushed over your bare skin. 

he kneaded the soft mound of your breast, chuckling upon hearing the soft whimpers from your lips. "yes, just like that..." he drawled out, making sure you could feel his breath against your neck to heighten your sensitivity. 

he knew your body well, way too well. he was nothing if not attentive. "don't you know how much i love doing this to you?" he emphasised his words with a slightly rough squeeze, making your whole body jolt. "you fit so perfectly in my palm." another chuckle spilled from his lip, you could feel goosebumps all over your body raised.

"you're stubborn alright." if it weren't for you dazed like this you would've hit him for that. "i know my words won't reach your pretty little head, so i'll just do this." he bunched the fabrics even more, you could feel the cold air against your exposed flesh. "there we go."

your brain short-circuit when he latched onto one of your breast, his tongue expertly suckling onto your sensitive nipple. choked gasp were all that you could produce from your lips. "i wouldn't even dream of doing anything like this with anyone else but you." there was a hint of what it seemed like possessiveness in his tone. he kept his hand on your waist, holding your seated form onto the bed. 

your eyes started to well up with tears, the way he could bring you to the edge of overstimulation just by his tongue is close to unfathomable. heat started to pool up in between your thighs, you tried to rub your thighs together, to feel that friction you needed before his hand grabbed onto one of them. "not down there today." he mumbled, you could feel his lips against your pebbled nipple. "today, i shall be giving these beauties the love they so crave." he points to her breast with his eyes.

phainon was determined to make you see that he loved you for who you are. to him, every part of you was perfectー even with the flaws and all. he practically worshipped your body, just as he did to the very ground you walked on.