#*grabs u seductively by chin*

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 Mixed feelings flit through Aurelius' mind at the obvious anticipation on Eiden's face as he wordlessly moves the vine back to its proper place on the trellis. The floating orbs of holy fire remain, however, illuminating the night around them as Eiden taps on his phone.

"It isn't bad to show your partner weaknesses," he finally says.

"Accepting them is part of accepting you."

It wasn't something he liked, but perhaps it was necessary to move forward. More importantly, Aurelius picks up on the crucial point of Eiden's words.

"He's not coming to you, then?" the angel pauses, then breaks into a chuckle. "Fine. Don't keep him waiting."

Abruptly he turns his back and walks deeper into the gardens, leaving the three motes of flame floating by Eiden's head. As a...light, perhaps?

" But that beats the whole purpose---"

He doesn't want to look uncool!!! Despite the very small success of this whole ordeal Eiden is still kind of proud of himself, he doesn't need to see him fall down twice!!!

Feeling his phone buzz Eiden now lets himself fall - positioned like this he falls to his feet anyway. Face under the masks lights up.

" It's him!! Let me respond to this... "

He informs his location and asks for Veoc's.

" I should get to him though... "

[harperb2813]

Guys can I just say thank you so much for 1000 likes on my news post! I gently didn’t think it would blow up this much and so here’s a little gift for you all.

Your boyfriend’s sister.

(I don’t condone cheating at all but idk I just thought abt this. And I took these pics when I played TLOU! )

You were dating Ellie's brother. You never really wanted to, since you never really liked him.In reality, you always loved Ellie; in your heart, you felt that Ellie loved you too.Tonight, your 'boyfriend' invited you over to sleepover. You accepted, only because you knew that Ellie's parents wouldn't allow you to sleep with her brother; and you knew you'd be 'forced' to sleep in Ellie's room.

"So, do you wanna sleep on the floor mattress or my bed…?"Ellie asked, sounding a bit nervous..

“Whatever you're comfortable with” you say shrugging your shoulders. Ellie thought to herself for a moment; contemplating whether or not she should allow you to be in her bed.Eventually she sighed and made up her mind.

"You can share my bed, I don't mind.." She blushes a little.

“Alright” You blush as well. Ellie smiled at you; though her smile faded after she noticed that you were blushing.

"You alright? Your cheeks are all red." She chuckled.

“Oh uh yeah”

"Are you sure?" Ellie said with a slight smirk; she had started to notice how often you blushed around her.

“Yeah...” you’d say, your face getting hotter. She puts her hand next to your head and leans closer to you, her body now hovering over yours; she smirked as she examined your blushing face.

"You know... you look kinda cute when you're flustered~"

“Yeah” you look into her emerald eyes, entranced by them. Ellie smirked at you, her heart beating a bit quicker.

"You're always so red around me…” Ellie mumbled, her hand still gently gripping your chin. "Why is that?"

“I’m not sure… but we both know I don't give a fuck about your brother.” You smirk

"Yeah, I know..."Ellie gently lowered herself so her body was gently resting on top of yours. She had a smug smile on her face; enjoying how she made you squirm.

“Yeah, and we both know your the more attractive sibling...” You smile noticing either blush starting to appear on her face

Ellie chuckled, her hand moving from your chin to the side of your face. "You think l'm more attractive than my brother?" She stuttered, her face only a couple inches away from yours.

“Oh way more. Have you seen him?” You chuckle. Ellie laughed, clearly amused.

“Yeah, I think he's ugly as hell." She moved her head closer to your ear, making sure that your brother couldn't hear her next statement.

"But you're so pretty." Ellie whispered.

“Oh yeah?” You smirk. “How pretty?”

“Words can’t describe it darling…” Ellie moved her head back a bit, so that she was looking into your eyes again.

“If you hadn't been dating my brother, I would've asked you out a long time ago..." She confessed with a smirk, her hand now gently caressing your cheek.

“Well… you should've. I would've said yes” you say.

Ellie chuckled, her smirk widening into a smile. "Oh, you would have?"Ellie moved her body, so that her hips were now pushed up against yours.

"Good to know." She whispered, her hand moving from your cheek down to your waist.

“the only reason I dated him was to get closer to you dummy...” you say, seductively smiling

Ellie's smile widened into a smile as she heard that; her hand grabbed your waist, gently pulling you closer to her so that you were now pressed up against her.

“How sneaky~" She said with a smirk, her fingers gently beginning to caress your body.

“God why don't you kiss me...” You pout.

"Why don't I?" Ellie repeated, pretending to be clueless for a moment. "Maybe it's because my brother is in the other room." she said jokingly, the smirk not leaving her face.

“So?” You smile and laugh.

“If I kiss you now, he'll get pissed." Ellie replied, her hand still gently caressing your body. "Besides... I was having fun just teasing you~"

“Oh god you’re such a sap. Just shut up.” You pull her into a kiss. Ellie's eyes widened from the unexpected kiss; though she quickly settled into it, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you closer to her. She hummed against your lips; enjoying every second of the kiss. You continue kissing, hands on each others faces. Ellie's tongue gently licked your bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss. Her body pressed up against yours as she pulled you even closer to her.

“Mmph” You moan against her lips. Ellie's smirk widened against your lips at the sound of your moan. One of her hands slowly started to slide up under your shirt. Her hand gently gliding up your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps.

“fuck...” you moan softly.Ellie chuckled against your lips again, enjoying the effect she had on you. Her hand continued to slowly wander up your body, eventually reaching the edge of your bra. She pulled away from the kiss just enough to speak in a whisper.

“You sound so pretty when you moan~"

“Shut up” you smirk and drop down, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down Ellie's eyes widened ever so slightly as she felt your hands unbuttoning her pants.

“Is someone being impatient?" She teased.

“oh I'm sorry do you not want this?” You stop removing her pants.

"No, no, you can continue~" She said, her voice a bit breathless. "I just didn't think you'd be so eager”

“That's what I thought.” You said and continue.

Ellie closed her eyes as she felt your hands continue to unbutton her pants. A small hum leaving her throat.

“You're always so impatient... so needy~" she muttered, her hands still gripping tightly onto your waist.

“God You’re so needy” you pull down her underwear and begin to eat her out.

Ellie's breath hitched as she felt your mouth between her legs. Her back arched slightly as she let out a soft moan.

"M-shit." she muttered, one hand gripping the bed sheets and the other gripping the pillow next to her. Her breathing became quick and shallow; her moans getting louder than the one's before. Her body shuddering every once in a while

“That feel good Els...?” You say and rub her thigh. Ellie tried to speak, but it came out as a jumble of moans and gasps. She tried again, taking a deep shaky breath.

“P-please." she let out, her free hand reaching down to your hair.

“Shhh that’s it…” you keep rubbing her thigh.Ellie's breaths and moans grew louder and louder, her body arching up from the bed. She gripped your hair tighter, desperately trying to pull you even closer to her.

“F-fuck.." she let out, her hips bucking against your mouth, her grip on the pillow and sheets becoming even tighter.

“I-I’m..” she began, her breathing becoming shallower

“I’m close..” she gasped out, her voice strained from holding back. She was unable to get any more words out as her breaths were cut off by her gasps; her body growing tense as she got closer and closer to her climax. Her body shuddering and twitching.

“Please baby… your doing so fucking good” She panted out, her free hand leaving the pillow and going to rest on your shoulder.

“I-I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum…” her breath beginning to hitch. Her cum chills up your mouth and you lick it all up, hungrily like a starved woman.

“Ellie… you taste so good…” You moan. Ellie’s breathing was quick and labored, the hand in your hair loosening its grip.

“You’re too g-good at that..” She chuckled, her face flushed red as she looked down at you.

She pulls you up and kisses you more. She pushes you into the bed. “Now it’s your turn…” she smirks. She pinned you down on the bed, a smirk on her face. Ellie sat on top of your hips, looking down at you with that same smirk. You blush and kiss her deeply. Ellie chuckled against your lips, returning the kiss passionately. Her hands wandered up your body and began to unbutton your pants.

Ellie continued the kiss as she began to pull down your pants, her hands wandering up your legs once they were off.

“No underwear?” She muttered with a smirk, pulling away from the kiss to look down at you.

“What did you expect…?” You say seductivelyEllie chuckled, her smirk widening as she moved back down to your lips.

“Oh, I was hoping for something like this~” she muttered in between kisses, her hand wandering up the inside of your thigh causing you to moan. Ellie chuckled as she heard your moan. She began to kiss down your jaw to your neck, her hand still wandering up and down your thigh.

“You moan so pretty for me, you know that?” Ellie whispered into your ear. Ellie leaned back and grabbed her strap out of her bedside drawer.

“You ready for this?” She said with a smirk. you nod. Ellie chuckled and began to put on the strap-on. “I’m gonna make you feel good, alright?” She said as she got back on top of you.Ellie positioned herself between your legs, looking down at you with a smirk.

"Mmhm" You nod. Ellie leaned down towards your ear, her breath hot against your skin.

“Good.”Ellie then gently started to push into you, her hand resting on your hip as she slowly moved forward. She looked down at you, watching your expression as she continued to push in deeper causing you to moan.

“You okay..?” she asks.

"Yes… I- I've never done this before…" You say. Ellie froze for a moment, slightly surprised by your confession. She looked down at you with a worried expression. “This is your first time?”

"well with another girl…" You chuckle nervously. Ellie’s worry slightly faded as she understood what you meant.

“Oh, okay..” she said with a slight sigh of relief. “Good..” Ellie moved a hand up to your face, gently caressing your cheek. “I’m gonna take it slow, okay?” You nod. Ellie began moving a bit again, being gentle and slow with her movements.

“Just tell me if it hurts, okay?” She whispered, continuing to caress your cheek with her hand. She watched as you breathed deeply, waiting for you to respond. “Baby, talk to me..” Ellie muttered, slowly picking speed.

"This is good Els…" You moan. Ellie’s smile widened as she heard you say that. “Good..” she said with a slight chuckle. “You’re doing so good..” Ellie began to pick up the pace a bit more, her breathing getting a bit harder and faster. Her hand continued to caress your cheek, her other firmly resting on your hip. “You look so pretty like this..” Ellie muttered. Her thrusts becoming harder and quicker.

"Els..." You moan. Ellie’s smile was wide now as she looked down at you. “Yes, baby..?” She asked, slightly out of breath.“You want more?” Ellie smirked and continued to pick up the pace,“

"God you're take me so well..” Ellie says, her hand shifting from your cheek to your hair. She kept eye contact with you, watching as your expression changed. Ellie chuckled as she heard your moans, the hand in your hair gripping a bit tighter. “You sound so pretty..” she said with a smirk. “You like it, huh? yeah you like that? Just like a slut, taking it from me and my brother.” You moan in response

“Yeah?” Ellie said, her smirk growing wider. “You like being my little slut?“ She said, her hips smacking against your ass. Her hand gives your hair a small tug. “Yeah, you do. You like doing whatever I tell you. Don’t you?”

"Y-yes Els-" You moan. Ellie chuckled again, the smirk on her face still growing wider. “Good girl.” She said, tugging on your hair once again. “You’re so good for me, doing everything I say. You like being a good girl for me, don’t you?”

"uh huh"

“I thought so.” Ellie said, her smirk growing into a smile. “You’re so tight for me, baby. Taking me so well.” She began to pick up the pace again, gripping your hair harder as she did causing you to moan.

"Yeah you like that slut? Want me to fuck you even harder?" She starts to hump you with her dick, faster and faster, her breaths becoming more rapid as her pleasure builds. "That's it baby, cum for me."

Ellie looked down at you with a smile. “You still with me, baby?” she muttered, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"mmhm!" you moan.

"God- fuck, who are you such a slut for, hm?” ellie asks, spanking your ass causing you to yelp even louder than you already were

"You!" You moan.

“That’s right baby… you’re my good little slut," she thrusts into you, holding you onto the bed. “Only I get to see you like this..” she muttered, her breathing getting louder and more labored. “Only I get to hear those pretty moans and gasps..”

"Only you can make those moans…" You say back.

"Fucking take it." She thrusts harder, forcing her dick deeper into you. She is stretching you and fucking your brains out.

"Ellie I'm so c-close..." You warn.

"me too baby. gonna take you from my brother. gonna fill you up so good you'll be drunk on this" She began to thrust harder, her breath becoming more staggered. Your orgasm hits you, your eyes rolling back as she fucks you through it. Your juices spilling out and onto her sheets.

"jesus els..." you say as she lays next to you. "you are so much fucking better than your brother."

"this was a great sleepover" she teases, kissing your neck and curling next to you.

Again thank you guys again for the likes! I'm still working on the story. but i will say i really like working on it. Dm me with any requests! Thank you again!!!!

[dwaekkicidal]

Sharing is Caring [1.5: ChanSung]

˚ʚBang Chan x Han Jisungɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: While their 'fuck buddy' takes care of Changbin, the eldest and youngest producer learn some new things about each other.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 2.4k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: member x member content: dont like dont interact <3 (you can also block the #mxm tag), swap between using Chris & Chan- sry not sry, handjob (Han rec), oral (Chris rec), poly ot8 mentions, 3racha x fem reader mentions: Changbin x fem reader action from the original version of this chapter

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: i call han the maknae like once during this because he is 3racha's maknae and this was from the 3racha fic soo 🤷

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PSA: Red text is taken directly from Part 1 (reworded) and may contain female x Changbin content.

But when she smiles and slides off Chris' lap, softly crawling towards Changbin on all fours, both boys on the couch suddenly fix their posture. Han almost whines at the thought of Changbin getting her first until he watches the oldest stand up and saunter towards him. He gulps and looks up at the man, biting his lip when Chris leans down and grabs his chin to hold eye contact. “You still okay with us playing a little bit, Hannie?” Not fully trusting his voice, Jisung nods eagerly and allows Chris to take control, "Please..."

At this point, Han's hands had stopped moving and now just lay flat on his thighs as he waited for Chan to make the next move. Chan leans down further with a big smirk on his face, “All this time… we could have been having fun too.” His eyes flicker to Han’s lips for a moment, and when their eyes meet again he licks his lips seductively. “How long?”

Han clears his throat as Chan lowers even more, now caging the younger boy with a hand on the bottom cushions by his thigh and a hand on the back cushions by his shoulder, their faces now only a couple of inches apart. “U-Um… Like a few years? I-I’ve always been ok with it for everyone but I didn’t want to bring it up..” 

“Aww, our poor Hannie. Don’t worry~ Channie-hyung will take care of you now.” Chan’s voice lowers to a whisper and he finally pushes his lips against Han's. They kiss sweetly for a moment, just enjoying each other's warmth against their lips until Jisung whines and bucks his hips into the air. Chan smiles against his lips and licks across his bottom lip, pushing his tongue past it once Han's lips parted. At the same time their tongues meet, the hand on the bottom cushion moves up to Han's thigh, making him moan into the kiss at the mere contact.

Chan holds back a laugh and indulges the desperate boy, finally wrapping his hand around his leaking dick. Han breaks the kiss and moans but manages to make eye contact with Chan as his hand starts to move. His jaw drops and he looks down momentarily, relishing in the way the veins in Chan's hands pop out and how wet it sounds. He doesn't get to look for long, not when Chan curls the fingers in his free hand into Han's hair and forces his head backward.

"'M not done with you." He slams their lips together again and this time shoves his tongue into Han's mouth right off the bat. Han moans loudly against his lips and the hands that were trying so hard to sit still on his thighs now move to Chan's big arms. He squeezes the flesh there as he bucks his hips into Chan's hand. He's so close and he tries his best to show his hyung that without having to separate from him again.

And, of course, Chan can tell. This might be the first time they've explored each other, but Chan knows all his members like the back of his hand. And the endless whimpers from Han do nothing but make it even more obvious. So Chan moves his hand faster, now focusing solely on getting the younger boy off.

But then, a pair of sudden and loud slaps grabs their attention, making them pull a few inches away from each other at the sound. Jisung’s hips buck up into Chris’ hand and he lets out a pathetic whine at the sight of the girl's ass cheeks turning a dark red. Chan lets out an exasperated laugh before saying “Oh yeah, I should’ve warned you two that she can be a stupid brat sometimes. I would say I’d teach you how to deal with it, but it seems like you got it under control already. You know what to do, baby. Be a good girl for Binnie, or else I'll handle you myself.”

Changbin steals a confused glance at his hyung before returning his gaze to the girl on his lap, loosening his grip on her neck to give her more breathing room. Her eyes meet Chan's for a second and she gulps deeply before placing her hands on his chest. “‘M sorry Binnie. I’ll be good now, I promise.” Changbin's hand completely loosens the grip on her neck but stays resting there as Chris speaks up again. “Not ‘Binnie’ baby.”

Her eyes meet Chan’s again and he smiles at her teasingly, his hands still stroking Jisung at a slow pace that has the boy whining into his own hand. She bites her lip at the sight of Jisung looking fucked out already and turns back to Changbin to retry, “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll behave now.” They all watch Changbin swallow thickly before leaning his head sideways and letting out a curse.

“Atta girl, baby,” Chan says before turning back to the squirming boy below him. Han returns his eyes to Chan and moans at the look he’s given in response. “You’re so vocal, Hannie. I’m surprised we haven’t heard you jerking off before.” Chan teased with his bottom lip caught between his teeth. He doesn’t give the younger man any time to respond before he tightens his hand and speeds up his movements. The hand previously in Han's hair moves down to join his other hand by rubbing the tip of his thumb roughly through his slit.

High pitches ‘ahs’ fill that side of the room as Han cums, shooting long shots of creamy cum onto Chan’s hand and stomach, and even some onto his own shirt. Chan watches with wide eyes and a laugh as he pumps the boy through his high, focusing attention on his tip so he can watch the boy squirm from sensitivity. Once he’s sure that he's milked dry, he pulls his hand away and licks it clean, holding eye contact with Han as he does so.

Han covers his face and whines something about how hot that was and his dick twitches as if to prove his point, making Chan laugh again. He pulls away and hooks his thumbs into his sweatpants, looking Han up and down almost menacingly. He can't help but feel satisfied at how absolutely destroyed he looks. He wonders what he'd look like if they actually fucked.

Han sees Chan's dick twitch in his pants and his gaze turns upwards. He looks at Chan from under his eyelashes for a moment as he sucks on his bottom lip. Then one of his hands moves forward and teasingly trails the tip of his pointer finger around his bulge. Chan's breath catches in his throat and he shivers, "Hmm?" Han’s cheeks burn bright but he tucks himself into his boxers and quietly stands up on wobbly legs.

He tries to push Chan onto the couch, only for him not to budge, and amusedly raise his eyebrow. Chan laughs and tilts his head, placing a hand on Han’s throat before roughly orienting him to meet his eyes. “Use your words, Han-ah. You have no idea how far I’ll go to punish a brat who can't use their manners.” He squeezes lightly, not enough to cut off any airflow, and waits patiently for a response. Han gulps and nods, immediately complying in fear. “‘Wanna suck you off..." The hushed tone would usually be enough to call for discipline, but he was playing nice with Han. It was their first time together, after all.

So Chan lets him go and pats his cheek with a small smile, “Good boy.” He plops on the couch, stealing a glance at the two fucking like rabbits to his right before looking up at the flushed boy before him. Han sinks to his knees, resting his hands on his own thighs as he waits for permission to touch him further. Chan whistles at the younger boy's immediate submission. “Fuck.. You’re so much more well-behaved than that brat over there... Really should have let me play with you earlier, Hannie.” Han can see Chan’s dick twitch from under his pants and he watches in awe as Chan slides them down along with his boxers and frees his dick. 

Despite living together and dealing with Chan walking around half-naked all the time, it had been a long time since any of the members saw each other naked, let alone in the new dorms where everybody got their own bathrooms. So Han is pleasantly surprised to see how big Chan is. He can already feel the saliva pooling as he stares, but he looks up at the older pleadingly, still waiting for permission. Chan tilts his head and smirks smugly, grabbing himself by the base and tapping his tip against Han’s pretty pink lips. “Patient too... Such a good boy haha. Go ahead, Hannie.”

Han’s hands immediately shoot up; one barely manages to wrap around Chan's width and the other rests flat against Chan's pelvis with his thumb and his pointer finger circling his base. He swallows the thick saliva in his mouth and experimentally pumps his hand a few times, watching dazedly as precum dribbles out the tip. Chan feels so heavy in his hand and it makes Han dizzy at the thought of what it might feel like inside of him. But this good boy wants nothing more than to behave for his hyung, so he snaps out of his daze and leans forward to lick a line against Chan’s slit. 

When the older groans and bucks his hips in response, Han smiles and does it again, this time finishing it off by taking the first few inches into his mouth. Chan’s head hits the cushions as Han goes deeper, flattening his tongue and sucking as he takes the length inch by inch. The weight of Chan's dick on his tongue makes him moan and lead vibrations around him.

Eventually, Han’s nose hits Chan's pelvis and, having lost all focus at the realization, he gags loudly. Chan’s thighs twitch on either side of him so he forcefully loses focus again, making his eye twitch shut as he gags a few more times before pulling off to let himself breathe. He gasps and a thick string of saliva chases his lips. Chan forces his head up and they make eye contact as Han lowers again, this time swirling his tongue around his tip while his right hand pumps him. The hand that was previously on his pelvis moves down to fondle his balls, squeezing them each time his tongue catches on the slit of Chan’s dick. Chan shivers and moans loudly, furrowing his eyebrows as he focuses on the oddly talented demon between his legs who’s bringing his orgasm on so soon.

“Please please please-” Chris’ ears suddenly perk up at the sound of the girl to his right begging. He chuckles breathlessly and it takes everything in him to keep his eyes on the pretty boy between his legs. “F-Fuck…” He whispers under his breath as his hips buck into Han’s mouth. He clears his throat and manages a normal sentence while watching his dick get throated, “Bin, I usually have to overstimulate her for her to beg like that. Shit... You must’ve fucked her stupid already.”

Chan doesn’t bother listening to any reply that he might’ve gotten. Instead, he zones in on the boy below him, watching as his confidence grows with each second. “You’re doing so well, Hannie. F-Fuck! W-Where the hell did you learn how to do this??” Han chuckles around him and it causes vibrations that make Chan’s legs shake. He pulls off and pumps him as he answers, “Me and one of the others mess around with each other every now and then.”

“Holy shit… W-Who??” Han stays quiet, kitten licking up Chan’s length as he begins an internal debate with himself. Eventually, the desperate, shiny eyes of the older boy make him cave and he leans up. He places a kiss on the very top of Chan’s dick and names the culprit before he goes down on him again. Chan moans loudly at the imagery that came with the mention of his other members' names and his dick twitches in Han’s mouth.

Han increases his efforts, keeping up his hand’s movements while suddenly taking the length as deep into his throat as he can without gagging horribly. Chan’s mind spins with the new information about his members and about Han’s ability to suck dick so well. His stomach tightens and his hips continuously buck up into Han’s mouth. He lets out a few gasps that gradually turn to whines, signaling that he’s dangerously close. Han picks up on it and deepthroats him all the way to the hilt, even gagging a few times on purpose. 

They both faintly hear the sound of a girl whining about how hot the sight is, but it goes in one ear and right out the other as they focus on each other. Han smiles to himself and stops his hand’s efforts, only to place them on the very top of his thigh. He rakes his nails down Chan’s thighs, reveling in the high-pitched squeaks it pulls from him. Chan’s hips buck one more time before he cums. Hard. He throws his head back and holds a firm grip on Han’s hair as he thrusts a few times in his mouth, spilling a bigger load than normal.

He quickly angles his head forward again to watch his dick slide in and out of Han’s mouth, some of his cum frothing out. Slowly the grip on the younger’s hair loosens and Chan watches the boy on the floor with lidded eyes. Han hollows his cheeks to get every last drop then slowly pulls off of Chan’s sensitive dick. They hold each other’s gaze once again and Han shows off the contents in his mouth before making a show of swallowing it, then showing his empty tongue after.

Chan throws a hand over his eyes at the sight and whines, resting his head against the back cushion as the girl to his right begins to laugh at him. She meets Han's eyes and winks at him, blowing him a kiss with a fucked out smile. He sends one back and watches from the corner of his eye and Changbin returns to the room.

After cleaning up and settling down to watch a movie with each other, Changbin and her are the first to fall asleep, leaving the two boys who just explored each other. It wasn’t as awkward as they thought, but Han could tell something was bugging Chan. But luckily before his anxiety has the chance to sink in, Chan finally breaks the silence. “So Han…" Chan starts, unsure how to ask the question without coming off wrong. The boy in question hums, craning his neck to look up at his hyung and wait patiently for him to finish his question.

“You and Lix?”

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[ryiju-muunie]

broke toji and his gf start an onlyfans/make videos for phub for some extra cash to pay off their rent?

(love your work btw! <3)

U Like Magic? I Got a Wand!

18+ viewer discretion is advised

Fem!reader/Toji Fushiguro Warnings: DRABBLE, daddy kink, ball-gag, pornography/onlyfans, creampie, ahegao, wet and MESSSSSY, cumshot [breasts], nipple play, oral [male and female receiving] Word count: 638 DESC: Your boyfriend wants to make some extra money

Toji loved to fuck every part of you, and he loved doing it on camera. When he proposed the two of you start an Only Fans, you agreed and figured it would be a nice bonding moment between a healthy couple. He pounded you so well regularly, but for the camera, he always put on a bit of the show. Making you lick up his dick before he shoved it in your mouth, telling you to make more faces and whine a bit louder for Daddy. Toji loved it when you called him Daddy. It started as a marketing thing for the OF, right? But you couldn’t deny how you felt calling him your strong Daddy, and he couldn’t deny getting throbbingly aroused from hearing the words fall off your pretty little lips.

Your fans could sense you two really loved each other. And they could sense you really loved to be fucked like a good little whore. Doggy style, reverse cowgirl, sideways, you wanted him to do it all. Especially if your boyfriend got to fill you up for multiple rounds at a time and fuck his seed right back into your dripping pussy. You loved it the most when he’d initiate when you wore those tight outfits to tease him. Dropping something in front of him, and slowly bending over. Not kneeling, no, bending. Letting your breasts hang out of your tight shirt as your arms pressed them together. It was lighting a burning flame inside his lower stomach he needed quenched.

“C’mon baby…” One of Toji’s rough hands was tracing up your plush thighs, making your skin tickle as he started to play with the hem of your shorts, “Let Daddy show your fans how much he loves you…” Then he’d fuck you with his long tongue, making you cream loudly for his phone. The less-quality videos would be for a lower subscription, but they ate it up anyway. Your fans loved to see you holding the camera and watch as your boyfriend ate you out like a last meal. He always did, never getting tired of your perfect taste on his tongue, dripping from his chin. But sometimes, he’d get distracted and go in for a kiss. Knocking the camera out of your hands and sending your mouths crashing together.

Sometimes the two of you would post simple videos, make-out sessions, or him sucking on your breasts. It didn’t take long for any of those videos to turn into something more, but that didn’t need to be filmed. Your favorite was when Toji would force you onto his lap and grab your ass, digging his nails into your skin and biting your lower lip.

Mr. Zenin loved to show the world how you took him, too. He liked to record you teasing his bulge with delicate fingers, tracing his crotch as it grew and pressing down to make him let out a soft groan. Then you’d beg to take off his pants like the little whore you were, and let his dick spring out into your hands. Your blowjobs were one of the signatures of your joint OF account. How you’d grab his dick and seductively lick at the top, teasing his slit before taking him in your throat. It always felt so good your eyes started to cross as you bobbed up and down. Saliva fell from your lips around his swollen cock, as you thrust him into your mouth. He wasn’t even the one making all the noise, as you seemingly got off from mouth fucking him. Then when your boyfriend would come, it would be shots of hot cum all over your titties. Tits that you’d press together and palm just to make him hot and heavy as he came on your skin.

Safe to say, you guys were making money.

[pbnbucks]

ughhh girly pop just give it to us😫

word count : 413

warnings : player x player, smut, swearing, cum play if u squint

summary : short pazzi smut.

she holds paiges right leg up to her waist with her right hand as her left hand rubs sweet circles over her clit in front of the long mirror showing every curve and every inch of paiges body pleasing azzi with the view.

“oh look at that baby” as paige squirts all on azzis fingers making her cry from all the pleasure your experiencing.

“tell me how good i make you feel baby” she begs as she continues to finger fuck paige riding out her high.

“feels so good baby” azzi just kisses her neck in response “you need to put that pretty little mouth to use and be a good girl okay?” paige nods her head as azzi drops her leg from out of her grip letting it fall onto the floor as azzi pulls her thong off letting out a groan from feeling the cold air hit her slick folds as she lays her back on the edge of the bed spreading legs open as paige wastes no time and licks soft kitten licks on her clit earning a seductive moan from the gorgeous brunette that is under her.

“paige stop teasing” she grabs the blondes head and pulls her closer to her wet cunt causing as much friction as possible that she can get as she grinds onto the blonde, paige laughs from the girl’s desperation causing azzi to cry out as she feels the girls every move she makes.

paige puts her 2 finger combo to work as she continues to lick up her slit while hitting her g spot, she feels the girl get tight around her fingers signaling how close she is.

“you gonna cum all over my fingers pretty?” paige speaks as she spits on her already wet cunt before rubbing fast circles with her thumb as she continues fingering her.

“yesyesyes im so fucking close” paige brings her hand up for azzi to hold as she releases all over paiges fingers “yes ma just like that your doing so good pretty girl” she helps azzi ride out her high as she goes up to place a kiss on azzis lips only for azzi to swerve her head earning a side eye from the blonde

“my cums all over your chin im not kissing you.” she rolls her eyes “so youll swallow my cum but not your own?”

“paige shut up you cant seriously be mad” she pouts “just say you dont want to kiss me”

kids tell your dad thank you😞

[simphornies]

@matrixbearer2024's request ☺️

This is a shorter one. I haven't written in a while and the first time I come back with is a Vox smut 💀 Anyways—enjoy simps!

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: this is literally just smut man, bondage? idk he ties u up, mentions of choking, consent is mentioned

Tied up [ Vox x Reader ] 18+

NSFW UNDER CUT - MDNI

“And just what do you think you’re doing?”

You flinched at the familiar voice that came from behind you. Your breath got caught in your throat, you were frozen. You heard his footsteps grow louder behind you, the sound of electricity crackling getting closer.

“You’re not supposed to be here, doll.” Cables snaked around your wrists and ankles, holding you in place with no chance of running. With a swift move, your body turned to face the overlord in front of you. A menacingly seductive grin plastered his face. “Well well…What’s a gorgeous doll faced demon like you doing in my security room?” He held your chin up, his face too close to yours.

Your breathing returned, albeit ragged. The power play had you weak in your knees and if it weren’t for the cables, you’d be on the floor; merciless at his feet.

“What’s wrong?” His hand snaked down from your chin to your neck, his claws lightly tracing your skin. The coldness of claws sent shivers down your spine.

“Something got your tongue?” He lightly applied pressure on your check. He felt you gulp underneath his palms. He let out a low chuckle. “Fine. Let’s see if you can stay quiet.”

He trailed his claws down from your neck to your waist with a different look on his face: a questioning one. He tugged at the hem of your shirt, “Do you want me to stop?” You quickly shook your head. He chuckled at your eager answer. “Use your words, doll.” His voice was low with a teasing tone.

“P-Please don’t stop, sir.” Your voice was just as shaky as your legs. “Oh, darling finally spoke to me.” Without a second to spare his claws snagged on your shirt and ripped it off to shreds. Just like that you felt how cold his security room really was. He pulled your pants down, showing those mercy compared to your top.

Your arousal dripped down your thighs, fueling Vox’s ego.

He pulled your underwear down and teased your cunt, earning him a whine from you. He handled you gently but roughly, his eyes never left you. He watched the way you arched your body and struggled against the restraints for more friction, a way to beg for him to satiate this new hunger.

Your eyes were shut tight, breathing ragged as you whined for more. When you heard the sound of his belt unbuckling, you peeked up at him through half lidded eyes. He stood in front of you with a seductively hungry look on his face. His suit and vest were gone, he stood in front of you with his unbuttoned white top. His pants were tossed over to the side with no care. Your eyes wandered down to his leaking cock. You gulped and shyed your eyes away, suddenly nervous.

He lifted your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Shy?” Your face turned a bright red. His question rendered you unable to respond. He chuckles in response, “I’ll be hearing that sweet little voice soon enough.”

You felt the restraints on your wrists move you so your back was facing him. Instead of the usual dark walkway towards his office, you were met with your own reflection in a mirror. Vox grabbed your face and kept you staring at the sight of yourself restrained and at his mercy. “I need a full view of you being a good girl.”

He enters you slowly, on purpose, to tease you. He was halfway in and you felt so full. He chuckles in your ear, making you shiver underneath his hold. In contrast to his slow entrance, he slammed down into you. A pleasure-filled scream erupted from you, “Vox!”

He started to thrust in and out of you, giving you no time to recover from him slamming into you. The hand he had your face trailed down to your neck. He gripped it tight enough for you to find pleasure. The slightest squeeze made you immediately clench your walls around him. He let out a low growl in response, this riled him up more. He used his free hand grabbed onto your hip, his claw lightly digging into your skin. You couldn’t keep quiet, moans and screams of his name escaped your lips every time his hips slammed into yours.

The cables around your wrist lowered as he let go of your neck. He used both hands to keep your ass up and sped up. If it weren’t for the cables and him holding you up, you’d be limp on the floor from the pleasure. “You’re taking it so well, doll.” He praised you, his voice slightly glitching out of pure pleasure. “You’re such a good girl.”

You melted at his words. You begged and pleaded for more.

He swiftly pulled out to flip you over before slamming back into you again. You bit your lip, stifling your scream. He grabbed your face, looking you in the eyes with his own. As his left eye spiraled, he spoke to you with his warbling voice, “I said I wanted to hear you. Be good, now.” You could barely respond.

Your mind was getting foggy and your vision getting blurry. You were losing yourself in the pleasure. All that came out of you was his name accompanied by a symphony of moans. That building tightness in your stomach grew tighter with every thrust.

It was clear to you, even in your euphoric state, that he was close from the way he glitched and stuttered. His breathing was ragged as he thrusted into you with reckless abandon. He grabbed your throat, squeezing it, “I want to hear you say my name as you cum around me, darling.” His voice was raspy.

The lights that lit the room up started to flicker along with his own. “V-Vox—” You tried to warn him but the knot in your stomach snapped. You shut your eyes tight as you came on him but that didn’t stop him from abusing your cunt to push him to the edge. It didn’t take long for him to completely fill you up, your name spilling out his lips like his cum spilled out of you.

Your body convulsed as he held your body tightly against him. It felt like forever for the pleasure to die down. You felt yourself lowering down on the ground along with him. He was still inside you as he held you on the cold ground. Once he was done, he slowly pulled out and watched the mixture of his and yours lovemaking pour out of you. When you finally came to your senses, you opened your eyes to the dark room. The only light that filled the room was the blue screen that replaced his face.

The cables that were around your wrists were now hanging loosely from the ceiling, giving you freedom to place your hands on his chest. “Vox?” You softly said, your own voice raspy from screaming. His screen eventually went back to his own face after buffering. The lights turned back on in his room as he looked into your eyes with a smile on his face, red liquid dripping from his mouth.

“Amazing as always, doll.” He said, “I should listen to your ideas more.” You giggled in response, peppering kisses all over his screen. He lazily threw his own pants on before carrying you, taking the cables off of your wrists in response. He carried you back into his room to take care of and clean you up. Once you were both situated, he sets you down in his bed. You nuzzled into his chest, his arms wrapping around your figure gently. You soon fell asleep with him.

The next day, Vox’s phone was filled with angry texts from Velvette, something relating to her “ruined show” thanks to the blackout the two of you caused.

[secrelty-z]

My Prince

Synopsis: Eren always takes the lead in bed, why not show him a little gratitude?

Warnings: SMUT, switch!eren (??), oral!m receiving, p in v, use of nickname “princess”, you call eren “my prince” like twice, ?? idk what else to add

AN: this is my first time writing smut idk the rules SO DONT ATTACK ME OKAY. also i have some ideas for part two so if u guys like it i’ll write a part two if you don’t like it ill still write a part two. also i did not read this over.

Requests are open ~

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You had been teasing Eren all day, slipping in sly comments and casual touches that drove him crazy. This time, you smacked his ass as he walked in front of you.

Eren grumbled, his face flushed with embarrassment, as you grinned at him. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching before turning back to you.

“You’re a damn tease, you know that?”

“Oh, but you tease me so much more,” you replied, slipping away before he could grab you. Eren watched you walk away, winking at him, and nearly lost his mind. He was determined to have you today, one way or another.

~

It was late at night, and all the scouts were asleep. After deciding to take a shower, you let the hot water spill over your body. Stepping out of the shower room, you saw Eren standing outside the door, waiting for you.

“Well well, running around in just a towel, L/N?” he teased.

“Oh, shut up! It’s late at night; everyone’s asleep,” you whisper-yelled, gripping your towel tightly. “Besides, what’re you doing here?” You teased Eren, knowing exactly why he was there. After a day of teasing him, he was ready to get you back. Eren stepped closer, towering over you.

“You’ve been teasing me all day, princess.”

You grip his shirt and pull his face towards your own, “So fix my attitude…” You whisper in his ear and Eren holds back a groan at your words. “Damn, you’re gonna regret that.” Eren grabs your wrist and drags you with him to his room, once he’s there he throws you inside, closed the door and you hear a click as he locks it. “Now you’re all mine.” Eren says as he steps closer to you, his eyes roaming around your body as he sees you clutching onto your towel.

You step towards Eren, “No Eren,” you say as you push him on the bed, “you’re all mine tonight.” Eren lets out a low, involuntary groan as you push him onto the bed, his body tensing up as he lands with a soft thump. He looks up at you, surprise and lust warring in his eyes as he realizes you’re taking charge. A smirk slowly spreads across his face as he realizes that for once, he doesn’t mind being at the mercy of someone else. “Oh really… Princess wants to play, huh?”

“Oh you bet… Now strip for me” You all but command and Eren agrees, “As you wish princess.”

His smile widens, a hint of challenge in his expression as he stand up in-front of you, his hands moving to the hem of his shirt. He pulls it up over his head in one smooth motion, revealing his toned, muscular chest and arms to you. Eren grabs your wrist and presses your hand against his chest, his skin hot and smooth under your touch. He can feel your breath fan across his chest, making his pulse quicken, and he chuckles lowly at your reaction. He leans down, bringing his face mere inches from yours, his voice a low, seductive rumble. “You like it, princess? You like seeing what I have to offer?” You drag your nails across Erens abdomen, your nails running over his toned abs, “Yes… and it’s all mine” You say as you push him down on the bed.

“All yours huh? Getting a little cocky there aren’t you?” Eren says as he watches you climb on top of him and straddle his hips. You hand tangling in his hair while your other hand grips his chin forcibly and you make him look up at you. Eren can see a teasing smirk on your lips, the excitement in your eyes fuelling his own desires. He attempts to sit up, but you hold him in place with your hand in his hair and he doesn’t struggle, a hint of excitement and surrender in his eyes.

“Damn… You really are on top tonight, huh?” Eren’s breath hitches as you lean down towards him, your lips so close to his but not quite touching.

“I’m gonna make you cum over and over for me Eren”

“Is that a promise, princess?”

“It’s more than just a promise… ‘my prince.’” Eren hears you using his own nickname for you against him and he shivers slightly at the nickname. He looks up at you, his eyes dark and filled with hunger. His hands move to your hips and he squeezes them. “Do your worst, I’m all yours.” Eren moans into your mouth as you kiss him ferociously, his hands tightening on your hips as he kisses you back with equal fervor. He can feel his body responding to your touch, his desire for you growing hotter and more intense with every passing second. You push Eren down on the bed harshly, and he lets out a gasp of pleasure as you start kissing and marking his neck, his body arching up towards you in response. He closes his eyes, his breath coming out in ragged pants, as you move down his body, leaving a trail of kisses in your wake.

You grip Erens belt harshly and he lets out a low growl. His whole body responding to your touch, his hips bucking involuntarily, “You’re playing dirty princess,” He says looking down at you, eyes dark and hooded. “Just wait and see what I’ll do to you then. Just relax ‘my prince’,” You tease, “Let me make you feel good.”

You take off Erens belt and throw it to the floor, “Damnit Y/N, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.” Eren says as he tries to hold back a groan, “Oh trust me I can see it.” You reply smirking at Eren. He lets out a low, rough chuckle as you smirk at him, his eyes flicking down to his obvious arousal and then back up to your face.

“Yeah, I'll bet you can. You're enjoying this, aren't you? Having me at your mercy like this.”

“Quite the opposite Eren,” You lean down to whisper to him, “I’m here to treat you like royalty” You tease and you unzip his pants. Eren lifts his hips slightly to help you pull off his pants, his body trembling with anticipation. He's nearly panting now, his expression dark and filled with raw need. As you finally undress Eren, you look his expression, he stares at you with anticipation, his hands clutching the sheets under him and you almost laugh at how desperate he looks like this. And you barely even started. You lean your head down and give his dick a nice hard lick, from the base to the tip your tongue flat against him. Eren's breath hitches at the sensation of your tongue on him, a low moan escaping his throat as his hips involuntarily jerk in response. He grips the sheets tighter, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to keep himself under control.

"God damn it, princess. You're going to make this end real quick if you keep that up." You chuckle softly “We’re barely starting Eren~” You say as you move your head back down, using your mouth and your hand. Eren leans his head back against the bed, his breathing erratic and uneven as you continue your movements. His body is tense, his whole being focused on the sensations you're evoking in him.

"Nnngh... damn it. That feels... too good.” Eren gasps as your movements on him become faster and more intense sucking and licking him like he was your own personal lollipop. Eren’s hips occasionally buck into you and he placed one of his hands on your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. “I can't... hold on much longer." Eren says as he pants, you can hear chocked gaps and moans coming from him and you can tell he’s close. You double your efforts and with the final push Eren bucks his hips into your mouth and throws his head back in pleasure, his grip on your hair tightening and you hear him let out a loud moan.

Eren’s breath comes out in ragged pants as he slowly comes down from his high, his eyes lustful as he looks at you. He watches you stand up in front of him his eyes slightly widen as he sees you drop your towel to the floor in front of him and climb onto him again. Eren throws his head back again “Ngh, you’re gonna be the end of me” He whines as he sees your face drawing closer to him, “You better get hard soon Eren.” You tease and Eren’s body is already responding to you. His fingers dig into your skin and he looks up at you. “Oh you don’t need to worry about that Princess. You drive me crazy, I’ll be ready in no time.”

You grip Erens wrist and pin them to bed next to his head. Eren lets out a ragged gasp as you pin his wrists, his body responding to the force of your touch. His eyes are dark and filled with desire as he looks up at you, his breath coming out in ragged pants.

"Fuck... princess. What’s gotten into you? It's driving me crazy." You don’t respond to Eren, instead you kiss his neck leaving marks and bites all over his neck and shoulder, Eren’s body arched up towards you in response and he can feel himself getting hard again just by how rough your being.

You grip Eren’s hair and force his head back to give you more access to his neck and you make your way up. Hiss kiss neck, his jaw, to his mouth as you capture his lips in a fierce kiss biting his lips as he moans into your mouth. His hands slightly resisting against your grip, he can easily get out if he wants you, but he wants to see just how far you can push him over the edge. Indulging in the feeling of having you on top of him for once.

You lean down to his ear as you bite his earlobe, whispering into eren’s ear after, “Tell me what you want me to do my prince” you tease. Eren lets out a low, jagged breath. His body is taut with tension and need, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to regain control of his thoughts.

"Nnngh... princess. I want... I want you to do anything. Everything. I want you.” Eren all but whined back to you, and you run your hand down his chest dragging your nails along him as you do. You reach down to his member and you feel how his cock his already hard again. “Already hard Eren?~” He whines “You know I am.” He says through gritted teeth, his hands bawling into fists and you can feel his body tensing at your touch. You whisper again “How do you want me?” You ask and Eren almost cums on the spot. “Anyway!” Eren groans just wanting to feel you inside him already.

“Tell me Eren… Do you want me to ride you? Or do you want to use me.” Eren's eyes darkened with desire as you speak to him in such a vulgar way, his mind racing through all the possibilities of how he could use you.

"Nnngh... princess. I want to use you in every way” You giggle at his response, but you’re still not satisfied with his answer. “Tell me Eren. Pick your poison.” Eren's breathing is ragged and uneven as he tries to decide what position he wants you in, his eyes roving over your body as he imagines all the ways he can stuff you full of his cock.

You edge him on further “Well?” Eren's expression darkens even more as he looks up at you, his eyes hungry and possessive as he gazes at your body. He lets out a ragged breath, his muscles tense as he struggles to hold back his need for you.

"On your knees, princess..."

You hold back a whine at his sudden change in demeanour, and you get off of him and into position. Eren looks at you, on your hands and knees in front of him, his hands coming out to grips your hips as he pulls you closer to him. “Don’t hold back Eren.” You almost beg him as he runs his fingers through your folds and he can feel how wet you are. “You asked for it.” He all but growls at you, Eren's hands suddenly grip your hips and flips you onto your back, pinning you down onto the bed with ease. His body hovers over you, his weight pressing down on you in a possessive manner. You giggle at him “What? Change your mind?” You tease. Eren lets out a low, dark chuckle as you mention that he told you to get on your knees, his eyes dark and dangerous.

"Changed my mind. I want to see you laid out beneath me, completely at my mercy princess." You wrap your arms around his neck and pull his face closer to yours, “Well? What are you waiting for?” Eren chuckles at your words and he whispers back to you “I’m waiting to hear you beg.”

Eren sucks in a sharp breath as you wrap your legs around his waist, the feeling of your body pressed against him driving him wild. He looks down at you, his eyes hooded and filled with desire as his fingers dig into your hips. "Damn princess... you're making it really hard for me to hold back."

“That’s because I don’t want you to.” You whisper to him, your voice filled with tease and impatience. Eren's hands slide down your body, caressing every inch with a possessive touch. His lips find your neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as his breath fans across your ear.

"You're mine, princess. All mine. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it." Eren lets out a ragged moan as he slides into you, his eyes shutting tightly as the feeling of being buried inside you threatens to overwhelm him. His body trembles with the effort to hold himself back, his hands gripping your hips tightly. His head drops down to your neck, his hot breath fanning across your skin as he lets out a ragged breath. His body taut with tension as he holds himself still, his breaths coming out in ragged pants as he tries to regain some semblance of control. His eyes are dark and intense as he looks down at you, a mixture of desire and possession in his gaze.

"God damn it, princess.” Eren thrusts his hips into you, the lewd sounds of your bodies coming together fill the room, and your face gets tinted red at the sounds. You feel yourself twitching around Eren, the way he’s pounding into you and the sounds your hearing from him and from your bodies making you shudder with desire. Eren lets out a moan as he feels you twitching around him, the sensation driving him even closer to the edge. His eyes darken with desire as he looks down at you, his hands gripping your hips even tighter.

“D-damn-“ Eren's words are cut off as he lets out a ragged moan, his body reacting to the sensation of your body around him. He looks down at you as he slowly, slowly, slowly pulls back out of you. He chuckled at your reaction, and he agonizingly slowly, pushes back into you, his eyes dark and intense as he looks down at you. He tries to hold back the ragged moan that threatens to escape his lips, but it comes out anyway as he speaks.

"Nnngh... princess. You feel so damn good. You're mine. All mine."

Eren's grip on your hips tightens even more as he hears you whine at his teasing movements, his eyes darkened with desire and possessiveness. He looks down at you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"What's wrong, princess? You want more? You want me to take you harder, faster?" You nod your head feverishly “Yes! Eren please!” Eren lets out a low, groan as you implore him to take you harder and faster, the sound sending a jolt of desire through his body. A devilish smirk crosses his lips as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense with want. He pulls back slowly, almost completely out of you. His eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning into you as he hesitates for a moment, savoring the moment before he plunges back in. He moans as he drives himself deep into you, his body tensing with the effort. You almost scream Eren’s name at the harsh thrust and Eren’s eyes darken at your reaction.

A wild, primitive expression taking over his features as he looks down at you. "I warned you, princess," he growls. "You're going to get what you asked for now."

Eren's hands grip your hips so tightly that you know there will be marks tomorrow, his body taut with tension as he sets a fast, intense pace. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he swallows the sounds of your moans. His hips never faltering once as he kisses you with fevour. Your hands reach up to grip his hair tightly, moaning into his mouth as you feel him hitting a certain spot inside of you.

With every rougher, harder roll of his hips, Eren lets out a low, gutteral moan, the sound punctuating his ragged breaths. His body is taut with tension, his muscles straining as he tries to hold back, to prolong this moment as long as possible. But the feeling of your body against his, the sound of your moans, the sight of you writhing beneath him, it's all too much. He is losing control, his body responding to you without thought or reason.

Eren lets out a ragged gasp as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he speaks in a low, strained voice. “I’m-… I’m so close” He says, in a way questioning if you are too. “Cum for me Eren.” You say, and Eren can’t tell if you’re commanding him or begging him.

His breathing is ragged and uneven, his chest heaving as he struggles to hold on for just a few more seconds. But your words, your voice, it's too much. He can’t hold back any longer. He lets out a ragged gasp as he feels himself reach the edge. Just before he does, he hears you moan loudly as you grip his hair and finish around him, the feeling of your walls twitching and clenching around him makes Eren choke on a moan as he throws his head back, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. He grips you tightly as he finished from his own release and he collapses on top of you, his hands shaking and his breath uneven.

You your hand still in Eren’s hair as you arch your back slightly still coming down from your high. Eren lets out a groan as you grab his hair, his body still shuddering from the aftershocks of his release. He looks down at you, his eyes burning as he watches your back arch beneath him. He looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he gazes at your body beneath him. The look in your eyes matches his own, filled with a primal need and desire. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. Eren leans into the kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. His hands roam over your body, touching and caressing every inch of skin he can reach. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours as he devours your mouth. His body is still buzzing with the aftershocks of his release, and the feeling of your hands on his skin, your body against his, it’s driving him wild. He can feel himself getting aroused again, and he growls into your mouth as his hips buck involuntarily against you.

You moan as you feel his bucking, his hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he rolls his hips against yours, the need to be close to you, to have you again, driving him wild. “A-agin?”

“Yes. Again” Eren says as he flips you over, his hand pressed against the small of your back as he pushes you down onto the bed. He kneels behind you, his body taut with tension as he gazes down at you, his eyes dark and possessive. He runs his hands down your spine, his touch rough and possessive. He leans down, his body pressed against yours as he whispers in your ear.

"So eager for me, princess."

… part two? 🙈

[theeoriginals]

could you do elijah with a catwoman type of reader? she likes the finer things, she's flirty/loves the chase, and whatever else you think fits! maybe they've been seeing each other secretly (like when katherine/elijah were doing it secretly in tvd lmao) OR they meet for the first time (e.g., she steals something from him and gets caught but gets away and she's hints at seeing him again next time) this is so specific but do whatever you want with it!!

cat and mouse | elijah mikaelson

author's note; this was so fun thank u for requesting <3

warnings: witch!female!reader, tension, abruptish ending bc I didn't know how to drag it out more, brief shapeshifting but I like barely touch on it, because it's sort of inconsequential to the story. reader is close with Klaus, but it's purely platonic! honestly could class this at love at first sight, with how I wrote elijah. fluff, just some heavy make outs, nothing too graphic. reader is flirty and confident!! no use of y/n!

There’s an inherent seductiveness to wearing a mask. It’s almost more vulnerable than just showing your face, because you have to rely on your words, your wit, to get the job done. Of course, there isn’t any specific job she’s needing to get done tonight, but she tries to never attend these sorts of things without a personal mission of some kind.

She gets bored, is the thing. 

Even though she's got everything she could ever want and more, she gets bored and she can't help what happens after that. It's a bad habit, she knows. Her friends always laugh, hiding their smirks and smiles behind her hands when they come over and see the newest shiny thing that wasn't there before. When they hear of a shadow that terrorizes people, seemingly at random. 

It's harmless, though. She's never hurt anyone by doing it. She just laughs a little and maybe she stays the night with some of them, and gets what she wants and more. Cures that boredom in a few different ways. 

It’s started to creep in again, that feeling. It’s why she’s here in the first place. Klaus is a friend, but she tries to keep out of his hijinks for her own safety. Most people here in New Orleans know better than to pledge loyalty to the hybrid, because no one around him is safe for long, even his own family. 

That’s the premise of tonight’s party, according to Klaus. Reuniting his family for what seems like the hundredth time. She feels it’s starting to lose its emotional impact, what with how many times he’s daggered and undaggered them, treating them like they’re pets or something. But she doesn’t voice any of this to Klaus, because she’s smarter than that, and she isn’t equipped to deal with the thousands of years of family drama between the Originals. 

It seems odd to have a masquerade ball as a welcome home party, but she digresses. It’s pointless to question his motives, and it causes her more of a headache than anything. It’s easier to just enjoy herself, and even easier than that to try and find a cure to her boredom. 

It's starting to settle in like a fog of some sort, except it's not hazy or particularly tiring, it's more like steam. Like a hot sauna, soaking the surface of her skin, leaving her panting, thirsty. 

So she leaves the relative safety of the open bar, and lifts her chin up, keeping her shoulders in a stiff line so that people move for her, because she certainly won’t move for them. 

She’s nearly through the dance floor when she’s stopped by a firm hand on her wrist, and her arm is extended with the light tug just before she twists around, braced to deal with whatever idiot has grabbed her. 

She stops short at the sight of the man, only half of his face covered by a mask unlike hers that shields everything real about her except her eyes. 

There’s a smirk on his lips, like he’s amused by something, but she can’t fathom what by. “Excuse me?” She raises a brow, incredulous expression hidden by the mask on her face. It’s rather flimsy, overall, but the rhinestones placed strategically around it juxtapose the sleek black dress draped over her frame, making her appear as nothing more than a shadow. 

“You’re not leaving yet, are you?” 

The voice is unfamiliar, and she loathes the thought that a stranger is teaching her with such familiarity. “I wasn’t aware it mattered,” She gestures vaguely with her other hand, reminding herself of the rather loose grip he has on her wrist. “The party will go on without me, I’m sure.” 

The man ducks his head in a conceding nod, but the smirk on his face has done nothing but get bigger the longer she entertains this odd interaction. “You’ve hardly danced all night.” 

She knows he can’t see the twist of curiosity on her face, but her body must portray it anyways, because he’s immediately elaborating. 

“I’ve had my eye on you,” He says, accented voice a lulling drawl. She’s sure it would put anyone under a spell, given the chance. “I couldn’t let you leave without getting at least one dance, and perhaps your name.” 

“Awfully presumptuous of you,” She notes, though she closes a bit of the distance between them, suddenly interested in the proposition. “I’ll give you a dance, but you’ll have to convince me for a name. I don’t give that out to strangers.” 

He nods again, pulling her to him, closing the rest of the distance between them. “Of course,” 

It’s easy to fall into step with him, practically painted against his chest, there’s no real rhythm to what they’re doing, but it’s working. She’s staring into his eyes from behind the shadowy mask, and he’s looking into hers, like he’ll get every answer he wants from them. 

“So,” He starts, blinking slowly like he doesn’t want to spare a split second from them just in case he misses something. “Do you know anyone here, or are you just here by word of mouth?” 

“I’m familiar with the host,” She says carefully, noticing the way his eyes darken with a hint of surprise. “He’s a friend. I do business with him, sometimes.” 

He seems to see the deeper meaning behind her words. “I wasn’t aware he had many friends of your variety these days,” 

“Oh, he doesn’t,” She says, smirking beneath the mask at the short chuckle that leaves him. “But I suppose there’s an exception to everything. It works for us. I’m still alive, after all. Not many can usually say that after dealing with him.” 

The man’s mouth twists wryly. “I can’t disagree with that.” 

“You’ve obviously got something in common with him, too,” She notes plainly, leveling the playing field between them about information they can peel out of each other without really saying anything. “Perhaps he has more friends than either of us are aware of.” 

“He’s got plenty of secrets up his sleeves, I’m sure of that.” 

He turns them suddenly, hand spanning across the open back of her dress, and she can’t stop the quiet gasp that spills from her lips, hopefully muffled by the mask, though the slight twitch of his fingers against the bare skin of her back says he heard it loud and clear. 

“If I give you my name, may I have yours?” She asks suddenly, aware of the song playing for their dance coming to an end sooner, rather than later. “A fair trade.” 

“I am nothing if not fair,” 

She hums, though she partially doubts his words. He’s shown in the past few minutes that he can play any game she plays, just as easily. 

They dip into the shadows for a moment, ducking out of the colorful lights flashing on the makeshift dance floor, and she makes a decision quickly.

She lays her hand flat against his chest, skating her nails along the pieces of his suit as she slides up his neck and to his jaw, moving fast to push the mask off his face as her other hand rips her own off. 

She doesn’t give him time to blink, or get a real look at her face before she’s smashing their lips together, squeezing her eyes shut as he backs her further into the darkness. She twists them just before they hit the wall, relishing in the way his breath is knocked from his lungs. It doesn’t seem to bother him for long, because he’s drawing her back in, sighing against her lips like she’s just breathed life back into him. 

She skirts her hands all around his lithe frame, feeling the muscles that tense under her touch, hidden but not unnoticeable by the lines of his tailored suit. She drags her nails up under his jacket, rustling the neatly tucked fabric, and pulls her lips away from his mouth to drop down to his jaw, flicking a sharp canine against his jaw and delighting in the choked off noise that breaks from his throat. 

She hides her face in the curve of his throat, leaving marks that disappear almost immediately as she makes them. Panting for breath, she clenches her hands where they lay on his waist. “What’s your name?” 

He licks his spit-swollen lips, head thrown back against the wall as he tries to collect what little of himself he’s got left. “Elijah,” 

“Elijah,” She echoes, tongue curling prettily around the syllables of his name. “Elijah.” 

“Yours,” He says, calloused fingers digging into the exposed skin from her dress. “What’s your name?” 

“My name,” She says, pressing her lips to the shell of his ear, smile practically audible. “Is a secret.” 

Before Elijah can even let out his next breath, every point of pleasure she’s got on him disappears, and he’s left feeling abruptly cold. He rips his eyes open, blinking as they adjust to the bleak lighting, and his chest heaves as he looks around for any piece of that mask, or that dress. Strains his ears to hear the breath of her voice, the pulse that drowned out every song playing. 

She’s nowhere to be found. Elijah tries to be annoyed, but a smile grows on his lips and he can’t help but slump against the wall as he attempts to fix his suit where it’s been tugged at and wrinkled amidst their brief burst of passion. 

A smear of lipstick lingers on his skin, and her intoxicating scent drifts in the natural breeze. 

His curiosity is a dangerous thing. 

────── 

She sets out on a familiar path, forgoing her flesh tones and simpering smiles for four legs and a sleek black coat. She covers more ground like this, makes her way to the Quarter and past all of the usual mess happening. No one really looks twice at her in this form– it's how she prefers things, for the most part. 

There's a specific brand of chaos that she's seeking, and she hears the familiar echo of the man's voice as she approaches the compound. If she could smirk like this, she would, but as it is, all she can do is reveal the two sharp fangs that hang down onto the sides of her mouth and pick up her pace ever so slightly. 

The door to his study is open and she sees him pacing back and forth, talking loudly to no one in particular. She isn't sure if there's other people in the house right now, but it certainly wouldn't be the first time she caught Klaus talking to himself. 

He seems to notice her just as she leaps onto his desk, shuffling the stack of stationary sitting atop it. 

"Oh, good, and now you're here to bother me," He stops his pacing, turning to face the black cat sitting primly on the desk. "What is it you want?" 

She stares blankly at him and he rolls his eyes, face set in that familiar glare that's basically tattooed on his features. 

"I don't know why you bother with this," He gestures at her, rolling his eyes again. "The sooner you're in a form I can actually speak to, the sooner I can get you out of my house and back into the Quarter, wreaking havoc on those who have wronged me." 

She can't help the sudden desire she has to irritate him just a bit more, so she bats a leg out and kicks a ceramic figurine off the edge of his desk, watching his fists clench at his sides frustratedly as it shatters. 

Yawning dramatically, she flicks her tail out and perches on the edge of his desk, shaking off the sudden change in appearance as he glares at her, entirely unamused by the whole act. 

"What do you want?" 

She huffs, ever so dramatic, and pushes off his desk, walking around him to drape her arms over his shoulders and dig her chin into the muscles there. 

"I'm bored, Klaus. And nobody likes it when I get bored." 

He sighs, entirely put upon at her dramatics. "What do you suggest I do about that?" 

"What's got you so tense? Maybe I can help with that, hm?" She tries, digging her nails into his skin through the fabric of his shirt. 

"My generosity has come back to haunt me," 

His words earn an immediate laugh from her and she peels herself off of his back, walking across the study to throw herself down onto the couch, laying an arm over her eyes. "Oh, yes, your generosity, which you are so well known for. What have you done now?" 

“Must everything be my fault? It could very well be someone else, you know,” 

She lifts her arm from her face, giving him an entirely unamused look that he dutifully ignores. 

“You know,” He starts again, earning a quiet groan from her that he ignores just as easily. “I undaggered my siblings because I thought they would be less upset with me after all this time. I threw them a party! I gave them access to as many humans as I could!” 

“Oh, I know– how could anyone ever hold a grudge for being stuck in a box for hundreds of years because their brother didn’t want to have a moral compass?” 

He glares at her and she pushes up from the couch, stretching her limbs as she goes. “How about you just let them be mad at you, and you give me the name of one of those people who have supposedly wronged you?” 

Klaus sighs, but he gives in easily, just like she knew he would. It’s why they work so well together. He can’t resist her inherent desire to make a mess. 

────── 

The Quarter is as lively as ever, but the energy is always different when the sun goes down. She likes it better this way, when the tourists have returned to their hotel rooms, scared off by enough local legends that they don’t dare wander too far in fear of being sucked into some magical nightmare. 

She likes when the nocturnal things come out to play, because it means there’s so much less attention on her, and what she’s doing. It makes it easier to get things done, this way. 

She’s nursing a drink at the bar in Rousseau’s, unable to resist the draw this place has for witches and vampires alike. It’s mostly seen as a neutral ground, because no one’s willing to risk a place to get good food and drinks over a turf war. 

She’s been making eyes at a boy across the room, quickly looking away when he catches her eye, hiding a bashful smile in her drink. It’s a fun game to play, and it grows easier with every passing minute to lure them in. Even if there’s something off about her, they can’t resist it. Like a mouse walking straight into a trap, just for a bite of the cheese. 

It doesn’t take much longer for the boy, Ethan, to approach her. He’s got a smirk on his face, and he’s obviously under the impression that this is a sure thing. 

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but,” He shifts, setting his drink down on the bar next to hers. “I saw you looking at me from over here.” 

She swirls the straw in her drink around a few times, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. “Is that all it took? Me looking at you?” 

He chuckles, moving to stand more directly in front of her. “Well, you seemed a little lonely, sitting here all by yourself,” 

She sits up in her seat, smirking. “Are you going to fix that for me?” 

“That will be all, thank you, Ethan.” The strikingly familiar voice comes from behind her, and she instantly slumps in her seat, a wry, defeated smile twisting onto her lips despite how much she tries to stop it. 

The boy in front of her straightens up, defensive at the sudden rejection, but as soon as he sees who it is standing behind her, he backs down. His eyes flicker to her, and she flutters her finger in a wave, dismissing him easily as the man quickly takes his place standing before her. 

“That wasn’t very kind of you, Elijah,” She says, taking a sip of her drink. “I was doing business with him. Your brother’s business.”

“You were a very difficult woman to find, do you know that?” 

She raises her glass to him in a mocking toast. “And yet here you are,” 

“Is that what my brother considers business these days? Usually that sort of exchange was reserved for his closest confidants,” 

“A good businessman is always adapting,” She shrugs, watching his eyes roam her face, committing every part of it to memory. “Did you find me for any particular reason, Elijah? Or am I just honored to have the company of an Original,” 

“You stole my watch,” He says, looking anything but upset. “And a button, of all things. Now, the button I’m less worried about, but the watch is an antique.” 

She hums, eyes narrowing at his easy going demeanor. “You spent all this time tracking me down over an antique watch? Forgive me for my assumptions, but I don’t believe that.” 

He nods, still smiling fondly, like she hasn’t been almost entirely antagonistic to him since their first meeting. “I also want your name.” 

“Surely you know my name by now,” She says, huffing a disbelieving laugh. “You couldn’t have found me otherwise.” 

“I do,” He nods again. “But I want to hear it from you. A fair trade, and all.” 

She heaves a sigh, pushing to her feet off the chair to stand before him, once again practically glued to the front of him. “A man of your word, I see,” 

He hums an agreeing noise. “Even when we have nothing else, we have our word. I’m also not one to go back on a deal. I don’t like loose ends.” 

“That’s a shame, I love loose ends,” She grins widely, earning a chuckle from him that says he’s nothing but charmed. “Follow me.” 

She gestures towards the door, and Elijah is quick to fall into step behind her, though she isn’t sure if it’s her past disappearing act or something else that has him so keen to do as she says. 

They step outside into the humid, but cooling air, and she glances up at the pale moon above them, feeling every bit of warmth from it that one would get from the sun. 

“I’m curious to know how you found me,” She says, looking at him as he walks beside her down the mostly-empty sidewalks. 

He sighs, pushing his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, looking every bit as pressed and pretty as he did at the party. “I thought about asking around at first, of course, but I figured if you wouldn’t even share your name with me, the second you caught wind of someone asking about you, you’d become harder to find.” 

“Smart man,” 

He hums, and smiles. “My brother, his girlfriend, is a witch. I asked her for a favor. You left your mask at the party, so,” 

“Foiled by a simple tracking spell,” She says, putting on an air of defeat that has him chuckling, her following suit shortly after. “I appreciate your tenacity, Mr. Mikaelson. Not many want to play my games,” 

“Is that what it was, then? A game?” 

“Of sorts,” She says, coming to a stop at the steps that lead up to her little apartment. “It’d be quite bold of me to play a game of cat and mouse with an Original, don’t you think?” 

He steps closer to her, eyes narrowing as he tilts his head, examining her. “I think that you seem to know quite a bit about me and my family, but I’ve just barely scratched the surface of you.” 

She steps closer to him, the tips of her shoes hitting his. “I do owe you my name, don’t I?” 

“A deal’s a deal,” 

She echoes his words softly, already pressing up on her toes to meet him halfway. “A deal’s a deal.” 

There’s much less fervor in this kiss than the last, but no lack of passion. It seems to strike them both breathless, and she finds herself leaning into him, wrapping a hand around the end of his neatly knotted tie to pull him in impossibly closer. 

A split second later, she forces herself to pull away, sighing shakily as she looks into his lustful, deep gaze. She whispers her name quietly, watching his pupils blow out as it carries between them. He echoes it back, just as quietly, and she nods, hand still wrapped in his tie, where his are still clutching her waist, keeping her from running again. 

“Is that all, then?” She asks, voice still a whisper, like she’s afraid to break whatever has settled between them. “A deal’s a deal.” 

“What’s that you said earlier?” He sighs, chest heaving with the breath. “A businessman is always adapting.” 

He pulls her back into him, catching the corner of her mouth with his lips before he realigns, barely parting for a second to press repeated kisses to her soft lips that taste like the sugary drink she’d had at the bar. “Besides,” He breathes in between kisses. “You still have my watch.” 

She laughs into the next kiss, and it spills out into the night, making him let out his own laugh that sounds just as utterly besotted as hers. 

He forgets about the watch. But by the time he remembers it, he figures there’s no harm in letting her keep it. If only to have an excuse to see her again. 

[livelaughlovesubs]

Nini!!! I have an idea, if ur still busy making that fic then take ur time with this ask. Soooo this might be a lil bit inappropriate butttt how abt cockwarming dazai while he tries to work?? Again if ur still busy with that fic u mentioned on ur last post then don’t mind me! (=^ ◡ ^=)

Sorry if I bothered u!!! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

- 🎀

Dw, you aren’t bothering me, you’d never bother me with your lovely asks ☺️ (sorry that I took so long, I literally have to force myself to feed ya’ll) and it’s a little short, sorry for that

Dom!reader x sub!dazai

Warning: cockwarming, strap or dick - you can interpret it however you want, reader is gender neutral

He sighed when he glanced over the mountains of paperwork on his desk, you could even say he whined. Slumping down and pouting, throwing the led in his hand onto the table. “What’s with all this work?” The boy complained, before he leaned back against his seat, cuddling up against you. “Do we really have to wait until I’m finished?”

Today was like any other day, with dazai refusing to do any of his assignments. Mori wanted you to do something about it, and as much as you’d like to protest, he was your boss after all. Which is why you decided to make it fun for you as well. That led to your current situation, with dazai sitting in your lap and diligently working, all while your dick was buried deep inside him.

Your hands fit perfectly on his slim waist, holding him and making sure that he stays still. The feeling of his smooth skin was nice to the touch, and you rested your head on his shoulder. Sometimes when you exhaled, the hot air would tickled his ears. If you weren’t easing him, then he doesn’t know what it was. How can you expect him to do all of this while you are touching him like you are about to bend him over? Not that he minds, he desperately wants you to do so. How long has he waited for any action to happen? Maybe hours now.

He felt full and filled, it was a very erotic experience. Every once in a while his insides would clench around you, and he’d squeeze his thighs together. This was worse than any torture methods he learned, much worse. The words on the paper in front of him started to blur, it was like he forgot how to read. Yet again he slumped back against you, biting his bottom lip at the small yet delicious friction that gave him. “Hmm..! God, y/n, can’t you just fuck me?”

Dazai really couldn’t wait any longer. He already worked for more than an hour, can’t you do him a small favour? Subconsciously, or maybe he knew what he was doing, he rocked his hips. The boy moved so slow, like a ship sailing on a calm ocean, he thought you wouldn’t notice. In contrary you did saw it, and grabbed his chin to make him face you, then you whispered your answer, “no.”

Without giving him any reasoning, only a cold and commanding refusal. For some reasons it made him even more wet, he felt his body shake and his dick twitch at your voice. His precum was dripping down his shaft and coating his soft thighs, you’d even dare say he looked like a girl with all those fluids he let out. “If you want to get fucked so bad, finish your work sooner.” You suggested, though he knew you weren’t giving him an inch. It was an order and you weren’t going to show him mercy. Fine, guess he will have to use his trump card.

Suddenly, he raised his shoulders, they were now reaching his ears. Then he slowly started to sob, small delicate tears rolled down his rosy cheeks. Afterwards he did a dramatic turn, staring back at you with the most pitiful and vulnerable expression he could muster. The way desire and need blended perfectly in his eyes was seductive, though the pose he did was the one of an innocent maiden. Some strands of his bangs stuck to his forehead, and his lips were slightly parted. In that moment, he looked straight out of a painting, like an angel that descended upon the moral realm.

“Please..” Dazai began his act, mumbling in a meek tone, as if he was embarrassed of himself. “Fuck me.. I want it so bad.” The way he stressed the last two words was the peak of acting, he could win an Oscar with that one. It took you every resolve and self control you had to not throw him onto the table and fuck him. If you were to wait any longer, it was going to be a torture for you too. More tears flowed down his pretty face, those water droplets were like diamond shining in the sun light, emphasising his helplessness even more.

That man knew what he was doing and did it with passion, if he wants something he will get it, that’s what his body language told you. Which is why you especially want to go against it. “No is no, osamu, if you don’t finish this until dawn I’ll just leave and go drinking with chuuya.” You warned him, but it was more like a threat. He gasped a little, now crying a little louder than before. “Oh.. how cruel of you..! Can chuuya give you the things I can offer?” There was no answer to that question, you didn’t want to because you knew he could use it against you. Instead you gave him a little trust, enough to make his back arch. “AhHHh~ m-mhm..” the male moaned out, he did not hold back at all.

“go back to work.” You chuckled as you said, resting your chin on his shoulder again. “Hm.. mean..” and now he was pouting again, oh well, let’s see how long he can still play this game until he breaks. You weren’t going to be the first one to crumble. All you had to do was lay back and watch the play unfold. “Do as you wish, dazai, you have time until dawn.”

[uch3na]

annabel x farleigh smut fic ?!?!

𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚

| paring - farleigh x afab reader

| synopsis - farleigh fucking you in his new mirror

| warnings - dom!farleigh, face grabbing, praise, whispering, slight choking, farleigh taking over, NO PLOT!!! bc who got time for that (NOT I 😂😂😂😂🙅🙅🙅🙅🙅)

| a/n - wasnt annabel felixs girl? idk so ima just write an “x reader” for u😭😭😭😭 its short but i hope u like it (also 4 my bb @ludicdoll)

“jus’ keep your eyes on the mirror f’me…” farleigh whispers as he leans down to put his soft lips near your ear. once he stops talking he moves down some more and kisses from the nape of your neck to your upper back. he looked at your face and watched how your head slowly moved down, causing you to look away from the mirror despite his orders. he reaches up to your face swiftly — grabbing your chin to lift it back up to the mirror. “can you be a good girl and listen baby?” he whispers seductively once more. you lock eyes with him in the mirror, slowly nodding your head.

farleigh reaches down between you both, fisting his cock. he began to pump himself a few times before lining up his already leaking tip with your soaked pussy. he looks up and watches your expression in the mirror as he unhurriedly slid himself in your cunt inch by inch. he watched how your eyebrows knitted up slightly out of the pleasure you were feeling from his dick slowly stretching you out. your jaw went slack and your knees went weak from everything happening. if farleigh wasn’t holding onto your hips firmly with the hand that he removed from your face, you’re sure you wouldn’t be able to hold yourself up. you watch in the mirror as farleighs mouth slowly opens and you hear a low moan escape him. “shit… you’re so ti—ght…” he whimpers out as he steadily fucks in and out of your sweet little cunt.

farleigh leans down to place his forhead on your mid back — peppering little kisses along the hot skin. you can feel his pelvis lightly smacking onto the curve of your ass as he gently starts to thrust into you harder. “farleigh… please- faster please-“ you choke out before a moan cuts you off. farleigh lifts his head up from your back, looking at you in the mirror before a smug smile began to grow on his face. he put his free hand on your other hip as he set up a quicker pace. he pulled your ass to meet his hips each time he plunged himself deeper inside of you. you could feel your arms go weak and you fell down to where your hips were still up but your chest was on the bed. farleigh began moving at an ungodly pace, watching to see if you would even try to look away. he watched how your eyes continued to move from his face, to yourself and to the way his cock swiftly moved in and out of your pussy.

“f-fuck baby — she’s so fuckin’ perfect for me, hm? she take me so well…” he whispers as he watches a fucked out smile form on your pretty little face. he loved how swollen your lips were from all the kissing prior to this and how your mascara was runny from the tears. he looked away from the mirror and down between you both to watch how you left a white ring around the base of his cock. farleighs head lolled back and he let out the most pornographic whine you’ve ever heard. every little noise he made was so perfect and caused you to moan out and clench down onto him.

farleigh moves one of his hands from your waist and puts in on your lower back — pushing you further down into the bed.

you let put a loud moan before burying your face in the blanket underneath you. “nonono…” he purrs into your ear before reaching back up and grabbing you by your throat, lifting your head back up for your eyes to meet the mirror. “sweetheart, keep your eyes up here while i pound this pretty pussy.” when you felt his hand wrapping around your neck you couldn’t help but smile dumbly at the feeling of his cool, ringed fingers against your hot skin.

“awh… my pretty baby all fucked out already, huh?”farleigh teases as snaps his hips into yours earning a whine from you and a groan from him. you could feel his grip on your neck subtly getting tighter as he squeezes the plush of your ass with his free hand. farleigh was always one to tease but tonight he just wanted you to be good and let him do all the work. you could feel each time his cock would twitch inside you because of how close he was getting with each thrust he did.

he huffed out a laugh when he felt your legs shaking with your upcoming orgasm. he slowed down his thrusts and started to go slow and deep. his cock seemed to fit perfectly and the stretch was delicious each time he pushed himself further in. you could feel your legs give out but somehow farleigh was still holding you up perfectly fine. his large hands fit perfectly on your waist as he rutted up into you a few more times before his hips started to stutter.

your moans were matching up — his slowly turning into needy whines. “cmon i got you… just let go f’me.” he moaned out before his hips finally stilled and he pulled out of your tight cunt. you looked in the mirror to see farleigh pumping his dick a few more times before he released onto your lower back. you were both panting messes, still trying to catch your breath. you could feel his warm, soft lips peppering along your shoulder.

your head goes down to rest on rest, but as soon as your skin makes contact with the blanket farleigh swiftly flips you over onto your back.

“im not done yet baby…”

[the-demonus-aunt]

okay, so what about this:

he is craving you so much that he literally starts drooling and drooling (a lot) uncontrollably (before or during sex to idk you're the writer it's up to u)

it can be afab or anything but please do it gn

idk if you are comfortable writing something like this (obviously it's ok if you aren't) but if you are i'm thinking of:

>beel< (specially him 🙏 please) and mammon... -diavolo, levi, belphie, simeon and even lucifer could also work if you feel like it idk

thank u in advance if you do it 🙏 I really like your work

Hello there 🫰🏻

I didn't do Simeon, bc I personally just couldn't see him here and didn't know how, but I do hope you enjoy the rest!

CN nsft. minors dni. saliva.

Beel

He was working his magic on you, his lips stuck to your skin, his tongue pushing right into that one, oh so sensitive spot.

He's been down there for a while, you've been high and low several times, your moans stuck in your throat, as his mouth refused to leave that wet spot between your legs.

Merciless. He wasn't even thinking of stopping anytime soon and you could feel it - in the movement of his tongue, enjoying every second. In the way he obviously had to stop himself from just devouring you from bottom to top, teeth always only one doubt away from sinking into you. In the way your juices mixed his saliva, the slurping sounds making you quiver.

The room was cold, light goosebumps showing on your skin. His mouth was hot, spreading his excitement all over you.

He couldn't stop. He tried, but when you smelled as delicious as today, there was no holding back - only his Gluttony and his drool pooling around his tongue like a promise.

How could he even think of letting your night end, when your little sounds and the salt on your skin made his head dizzy and his spit run down his face and his eyes roll back.

When he sucked on you and you arrived yet again, he dove right back in - his eyes trained on your contorting face and his drool coating your favourite spots.

Belphie

His eyes were trained on your underwear, his nose focussing on the delicious smell of your fear.

You hadn't planned on him walking in and you sure hadn't foreseen the wild grin that spread over his face.

He couldn't help but laugh when he finally touched you and the most shameful moan fell from your lips, unprepared and raw.

He planted his face on your neck, suckling in all the right places and slowly but surely, the more you sigh and grab your sheets and ruffle his hair, you feel something wet drip down your throat.

Warm and heavy, pooling in the hollow of your collarbone, flowing past your breast and down your shoulders. More and more , the heavier the demon breathes.

It was when he started spreading it, over your sensitive neck, on your erect nipples, that you came, suddenly and hard.

Oh how that did not stop him. Oh how he would cover your whole body and soak your skin with his scent.

Dia

You were sprawling in his massive bathtub, wearing his black and golden collar and nothing else. What a sight for his very, very tired eyes - and what a seductive smell emanating from the bubbling pool of...demonus?

You did know him too well, didn't you?

He could feel his mouth start to water at the thought of your taste mixed with the finest drink in the whole palace.

As he took step after step toward you, his pants tightening, his mouth filling up with overwhelming greed, you spread your legs and let one hand run slowly up your thigh.

He was naked and all over you before you could take another breath, his hand on your crotch, his mouth on yours.

You could feel his saliva running down both of your chins as he devoured you. Oh how he could not stop drooling over you, your smell, the way you feel on his tongue.

Sparkly bubbles bursting in between his lips and your skin. The taste of sweat and bitter fruit making his nerves explode.

A trail of his drool on your every body part, marking you his.

[hx4rt]

A NIGHT WELL SPENT **

note :: hi!! this is my first x reader and im starting it with my most recent LI which is Leander!! (im rlly sorry if the image is low quality idk how to fix it)

character :: Leander x GN!reader

fandom :: TOUCHSTARVED

summary :: This takes place at the end of the demo where you realize everyone u met are friends, since it's your first night, you decide to talk to Leander before going to sleep but your interaction with Leander escalates quickly.

(SLIGHT 18+!!)

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YOUR POV

In a space of a heartbeat, I realize that there's no telling when or if I'll see any of them ever again.

Whoever I pursue may be the last person I get to speak to tonight. I think carefully before picking Leander.

For the second time today, I find myself squeezing through the crowd in order to reach Leander. As soon as he sees me, his easy smile fades. "Are you alright, (NAME)?" Im not used to someone looking at me with such concern. "I've been through worse today.." I trail off. "From the sound of it, you've had quite the day. How're you holding up?" He asks genuinely. "Well, I'm still alive,,, that counts as something, right?" He chuckles quietly. "Eridia's not an easy place to live in, but you'll get used to it eventually." "Let's hope so." Leander signals the bartender. "I'm parched. Want anything?" He asks you. "Just water, please." "Make that two." Leander orders the bartender. After a few conversations, Leander and I go to a more secluded place to talk. As I wonder about what else to talk about, Leander says "-And if you ever need a taste of normalcy, I'm always here for you." He blushes whilst staring elsewhere. "Even now?" Leander swallows. The table under his elbow groans as he leans closer.

The booth is so narrow that he completely blocks my view of the bar counter. It's almost as though he and I are completely alone. "If thats what you want." He whispers due to the tiny space between Leander and me. "How did it make you feel?" He questions. "It was.. warm? exciting? I don't know how to explain it." Slowly, he starts unwinding the bandages on my arms whilst looking at me. I cast a nervous glace around the bar. But as far as I can see, no one is paying us any attention. Leander squeezes my hand gently, cause my attention to focus on him. "No one will notice." He whispers in an almost seductive manner. He pulls back, using his teeth to tug off his gloves. Our eyes meet, and Leander offers his hand again. "There you go, hand holding on demand." He smiles. A lump forms in my throat.

I bblurt out the first request that comes to mind. "Can I touch your face?" He looks surprised, but agrees. I lean over the table, hesitating before I reach his face. When my fingers graze his jaw, Leander laughs softly. "That tickles, it's fine, you can just.." Leander trails off as we make eye contact. I unknowingly place my fingers between Leander's chin. Leander leans closer, our lips almost connecting.

"We should take this elsewhere." He smirks before pulling me up to my temporary room. As soon as we enter in, Leander locks the door and grabs my chin between his fingers. "(Name).." He whispers before he closes the space between our lips. I kiss back, wrapping my arms around Leander. "mghn-.." Leander moans into my mouth. We pull away before reconnecting our lips again. Leander shoves his tongue into my mouth, both of us moaning. "(Name)..." He mumbles into my mouth. I moan. He pulls away, making me whine. He chuckles. "Needy, are you now?" He says in a seductive, raspy voice. Fuck was it hot. "Leandeeerrr....~" Leander kisses my lips, trailing down to my neck, eventually biting softly "A-Aah~!" I squeal. It's gonna be a long night.

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And that concludes the first part of this oneshot! This was only the beginning.

Anyways, if you like this oneshot, pls do like it or anything else!

@qcewcey

[sturnihoelo]

her and her friend

summary: IDK WHAT THIS IS. THIS IS REALLY OUT THERE AND RANDOM AND OUT OF POCKET☠️☠️☠️ 2 girls go to the club where they meet matt and chris and things get 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀𝓎…

𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷

Raquel and Kate are getting ready to go out. “does my eyeliner look even?” kate asks. raquel comes over and looks at her eyes. “yeah it looks good to me” she says staring intensely into her eyes. “lets take some pics before we go. i brought my camera” raquel says to kate, helping her up out of her seat. “purr. lemme take some of you first.” kate says looking into the mirror, fixing her hair.

“ok u ready to go?” kate asks raquel, grabbing her purse and spraying perfume. “YES LETS GO” raquel shouts running to the car. “are u driving or me?” “i can drive. i dont plan on drinking much anyway.” Raquel climbs into the car and turns on our playlist.

at the club

we walk into the building and immediately feel the presence of eyes on us. we head straight to the bar to do a shot. Kate ordered a lemon drop and Raquel ordered a fuzzy navel. we go to the dance floor when we hear no hands start playing. “I LOVE THIS SONG!” kate shouts excitedly while grabbing raquel’s hands and pulling her closer. we both start dancing and grinding on each other when suddenly someone comes up behind raquel. an attractive looking man dances behind her and grabs onto her waist. raquel turns around and begins dancing with the blue eyed boy. “im gonna go get another drink!” kate shouts over the loud noise of the music.

she sits down at the bar and orders a glass of water. before getting back to raquel, she’s stopped. “i saw you dancing with your friend. i noticed you the moment you walked in… mind if i buy you a drink?” he says. kate sits back down at the bar. “sure.. whats your name?” “im matt, the one dancing with your friend is chris.” he says looking straight into her eyes. “im kate, my friend is raquel.” he tucks my hair behind my ear and cups his palm on my cheek. kate bites her lip before leaning into him. matt grabs her chin and pulls her in closer to kiss her. she deepens the kiss before pulling away. “ill take a shot of tequila”. “2 shots of tequila please.” matt places a hand on her thigh before they both drink. kate takes his hand and leads him back to the dance floor. we meet back with raquel and the boy she doesnt know the name of yet. they have been dancing for 20 minutes with each other now and havent said a word.

bedrock by young money starts playing and we all start dancing with each other. chris grabs raquel by the waist and pulls her in closer, whispering in her ear. “you wanna come home with me tonight?” she turns around and nods. he pulls her in close, putting a hand behind her head and kisses her passionately. raquel deepens the kiss and her tongue starts exploring his mouth. chris grabs her waist and holds her tight, exploring her body with his hands. “wanna get out of here?” matt asks. “yeah.” “ill take u back to my place” he says smirking. kate nods and tells raquel she’s going back to matt’s house. “should we go to?” raquel asks chris. “yeah lets leave” he says in a rush, grabbing raquel by the hand and leading to the door. “ill drive us back to your place” raquel says in a seductive tone. they both jump in the car and speed back to chris’ house.

they all arrive at matt and chris’ house at the same time. chris and raquel stumble to the door, kissing the whole way there. matt picks kate up and carries her through the door. they all head straight to chris’ room. matt tosses kate onto the bed and chris immediately begins undressing raquel. she walks over the bed, joining kate. raquel begins to help take her clothes off. kate watches chris take his shirt off, in awe of what is in front of her. she looks over to raquel, who smiles and nods. raquel then glances at matt. kate gives raquel a seductive smirk. raquel gets up to help matt take off his clothes. kate pulls chris onto the bed, kissing him as he lays on top of her. raquel takes off matts belt, crouching down to her knees, and starts teasing at his bulge. matt unzips his pants and pushes raquel to the bed. both kate and raquel jump onto matt, kissing and exploring him all over. raquels enters him into her mouth while chris shoves his length into her cunt. matt fucks her face harder until chris pulls her on top of him. kate goes from kissing and marking his neck straight down to his cock. matt shoves his cock into her mouth, gripping her hair so tight. on all fours, kate begins taking matts whole length down her throat, chocking and moaning on his erect member. chris lies on his back under her, eating her pussy while raquel rides him. matt pushes kate off of his throbbing cock, turning her around and entering inside her. he thrusts into her, giving no time to adjust. kate moans, screaming out his name while she reaches her climax. kate squirts all over matt, making a mess on both him and the bed. “fuck ur gonna make me cum!” chris whimpers out as raquel fucks him even harder. matt pushes kate’s head down into the bed, pressing her face down into the mattress, suffocating her moans. chris grabs onto raquel’s waist, thrusting into her aggressively. she moans out louder and louder until chris releases his load into her. she falls onto his chest while his thick white cum drips out of her soaked and abused pussy. matt continues to thrust into kate faster each time, pulling out and painting thick white stripes of his load all over her back.

“i never learned your name.” chris says out of breath. “raquel.” she says while still laying on his chest. “thats such a sexy name. no wonder”. chris wraps his arms around her and feels all over her body, slowly kissing her. matt cuddles and holds kate tight after being overstimulated for so long. she kisses him gently before falling asleep in his arms.

BYE WHAT IS THIS.

@thehorrorgirlstyles

[trashytoastboi]

Hiiii

I’m really glad to hear that I’m not being rude to u (I was really worried about it (>_<))........i didn’t really thought through about which character to pick....(sorry about that) so i hope I’m not asking to much if i ask for law ;-;

Ps.i really appreciate ur writing~<3 i want u to know how cherished u are so u don’t forget u always be loved UwU (i always want to say that to u :D)

Heyya! 🍞🍀 I'm really glad that you enjoy my work! Sorry for the long wait on this one and hope you enjoy!

Headcanons: Law x Shy! F! S/O – Trying to seduce her lover.

(Female Pronouns)

Trafalgar Law

🍄 Law enjoyed teasing {Name}, mostly because her animated reactions always made Law smile. She was so shy even after being together for so long, she still seemed to react to his usual flirting and seductions with the same shyness. Seeing how she got all bashful and stumbled a little over her words. “What’s wrong {Name-ya?}” he asked innocently, acting as if he had nothing to do with why she was blushing so much with how cheekily he stole a kiss. 

🍄 Well after so much teasing and being on the losing end of having Law poking fun at her, {Name} decided it was time for her to stand up and turn the tables. Maybe for once she wanted to see Law being the bumbling, blushing and bashful one. She tried to plot for how she would actually do that, every idea had her getting so embarrassed just by the thought alone that {Name} wondered if she would actually be capable of pulling it off for real when the time came. 

🍄 Plan one of {Name’s}, flirting. Simple yet effective but {Name} failed. Mostly because she is not as witty with her words as Law who easily turned it back on her and made her speechless. She was unable to utter anything in response. Seeing Law’s smug smile, riled {Name} up. Curse Law and his handsome face. 

🍄 {Name} decided to move onto her second plan, she heard about something that a few people tried. When she had the opportunity, when {Name} and Law were alone she decided it was time. Oh he was so excited to see what she had up her sleeve this time. “So? {Name-ya} now you have me all alone.” {Name} could feel the heat rising to her cheeks but she couldn’t get distracted before trying. Her fingers hooked into his belt as she pulled him close, {Name} smiled thinking it worked when there was a lack of remark. {Name} looked up and she was surprised by Law’s kiss. “Wha-?!” she stuttered, Law smiled. “You made it so easy dear.” Law kept his cool but that actually did surprise him when {Name} did something so bold. 

🍄 Law watched her crumble again, “So cute…” He thought to himself. Seeing how proactive she is being in her quest to reverse their roles made him look forward to when she would actually succeed. Well, technically she had. Law just managed to keep his composure better than {Name}, internally he had reacted the same when she flirted with him, or pulled him in close by his belt. “She’s honestly too adorable for her own good.” Law muttered to himself. 

🍄 Plan three. {Name} gave Law a rather perfectly executed, adequately dramatic kabedon. Law mused, “Oh? What’s your plan love?” {Name} kisses him, more than a peck and she deepened the kiss before pulling away. Law swipes his thumb across her lips, as he grabs her chin and lifts it before pressing another sweet kiss against her lips. “A good attempt but not quite enough {Name-ya}” {Name} blushed and buried her face in his chest as Law just held her and chuckled lowly. 

🍄 {Name} ran out of ideas quickly after they all got foiled by Law. She soon got frustrated by her lack of progress, unknowing that everything she did actually worked and in fact she charmed Law so much with how cute her antics were. Law already knew she was not the most apt of flirting, but her sweetness and adorable nature made up for it. Maybe she didn’t seduce him in the way of wiles and wit, but she still managed to charm him. Well, he takes that back after seeing all the stuff she pulled. She was definitely capable of seduction. 

🍄 {Name} hugged Law, no extra embellishment to her action. Aside from a pout as she looked up at Law, “I want a kiss.” She asked, there was no reply. When her eyes curiously peeked up at Law she noticed the faintest blush on his cheeks, “Yes, yes {Name-ya.}” Law agreed and gave her a kiss. She had successfully flustered him. Her face lit up with the victory. Law noticed her smug little expression and had to stop himself from clutching his chest and exclaiming that she is adorable.

[mikeeel]

sleepless pt.1

type: imagine pairings: heeseung x jake x fem!reader dom!f, switch!heeseung, sub!jake, bi!heeseung, bi!jake, bi!f, experienced!f+hee, virgin!jake, fwb!au, uni!au

warnings: threesome, voyeurism, use of; “pup”, “good boy”, “slut”, “whore”, grinding, unprotected sex, (i don't think anything else) btdubs this is all consensual!!

a/n; bruah this is my first posted imagine bit nervous nobody will see this probably but dew it ya ... i'd love feedback <3 this is straight up nsfw obviously

iMAGiNE:

you weren’t sure how it got to this, it just happened. one day, you had a bad day, went to a party and ended up moaning your heart out for the guy in your english lit class. you don’t mind it, of course. you weren’t looking for anything serious, just someone to mess around with, convienientally, he was too. you agreed to a friends w/ benefits and got caught up in each other’s heat often. it was 2am, crack of night when you get a message from heeseung. “u up?” showing up as a notification with a ping. you smirked, and replied with a non-chalant; “yeah” you were certainly excited, you knew what was coming next after this. scurrying through your lingerie drawer, you pick one you’d bought recently for heeseung. you knew he was a little stressed with uni and you thought it would be a nice surprise. you do a quick winged eyeliner and put on your fishnets, praying they get ripped tonight. as you finish your thought, your phone goes off with another ping. you get up out of your seat, throw on some sweatpants and a hoodie heeseung gave you while you pick up your phone. “you down?” 

you smirk again, grab your keys and lock the door while you silently pass through, trying not to wake your roomie. you walk out the door and quickly jog down the stairs to heeseung’s dorm room. you exit out the building to knock on the window and flash a teethy smile to the beauty opening the window. heeseung grabs your hand and helps you climb through. he hushes you as you walk to his bed. you notice his roommate, jake, still fast asleep. his naked back to you and messy hair upon the pillow. “won’t we wake up jake?” you ask while creaking your head towards jake. “no, if you keep quiet love,” heeseung whispers in your ear as he leads you to his bed. you smile lightly and push him onto the bed while seductively kissing his neck. fluttering his collarbones with your lip love and your slim hands tugging at his jersey, asking for permission to take it off. he lets you as you slide his jersey over his head, you go crazy everytime seeing heeseung without a top. his impeccable pecs, his smooth abs and his visible v-line makes you want to ruin him time and time again. you lick a streak from his v-line to his neck, sucking along your favourite parts. he moans lowly and breathy just how you like it. “y/n..” he breathes while rocking his head backwards, his hands wandering to your hips, begging you to let him take off the restrictions of pure aesthetical bliss to his eyes, your body. “not yet, sweetheart, a little longer.” you whisper upon his lips, practically begging you to make them red. you kiss him slow and hard, your tongue slipping past his lips, teeth clashing as he grunts and thrusts upwards. you moan at the contact of him and bite his lips which makes him moan once again. you let go of his cupid bow lips and put your finger on his chin, making him look down from his rocked-back head. you grab his hands, veins popping and slight sweat on his palms which makes you rock back and moan softly at the thought of this hands choking you and making you beg for more. you put them onto his hoodie which smelt like him and made him lift it. your stomach could be seen underneath your ivory lingerie, patterns like flowers and lace all around, a corset almost hugging your waist with your breast hanging, nipples hardened by the breeze of the wind as they are freed from the hoodie. your collarbones clearly visible and your tattoos above your pairs of flesh which read “yours”. heeseung clenched his eyes as they rolled back into his head, you could feel him hard beneath you, asking for you to relieve him. you then lead his hands to your waistband and made him lower it to a pair of matching underwear, barely covering your sopping cunt and your fishnets underneath. heeseung sat up and looked you dead in the eyes. “you don’t know what you do to me baby, fuck. you look perfect, all this for me?” he asks, with desperation and want in his intention. you caress his face and look at him. “i’m all for you.” you say while looking at him with dark eyes. dragging your thumb against his bottom lip, he begins to grind beneath you, his large hands bringing your hips towards him. moaning softly in your ear as you play with his hair. grinding against each other slowly, saying sweet things, praising the other. 

little did you know, you had a listener. 

jake was awaken by you just coming in. he wanted to go back to sleep but all he could imagine was you and heeseung on top of him, touching him, making him squirm. he’s only thought of heeseung like this recently after seeing him come out the shower, heat pulsating off him and beads of sweat battling to see which one gets to his manhood first. jake couldn’t help but stare, heeseung looked especially crafted by god. but then, he saw you. you weren’t an average sexy, you had an energy which would make anyone fall to their knees. the way dresses hugged your lovely wide hips, and shirts tight against your chest. your smile killed many and jake was obsessed with that; so when he saw you and heeseung together it was like a wet dream come true. he couldn’t help but stare at you two making out. your slender fingers against his sharp jawline, jake wasn’t sure how long he could keep this up for and this was certainly his last straw. your demands and heeseung’s grunts, he didn’t know how long he could keep up just listening. jake knows he’s vocal when he jerks off so he tries his best to be silent. as heeseung moans out, jake bites his lip. as you praise heeseung, jake palms himself faster to relief. the pair of you, heeseung finishes first with a shaky, a bit too loud for comfort moan and you slap your hand over his mouth quickly. jake loses it and cums in his boxers, he feels wet and sticky but at least relieved now. heeseung looks at you with apologetic eyes while a muffled “i’m sorry” is heard. you sigh and giggle as you stroke his head.

“it’s all good my sweetness. i’m glad to know that i was making you feel good,” as you kiss on top of his head, face between your pair of tits. you feel a warm sensation on them. heeseung sucks and licks your breast and kisses the tattoo above them. “y/n?” heeseung asks. “yes my lovely, oh fuck right there” you roll your head back, scratching the back of heeseung’s hair. “i need to ask you something,” his hands fondle your breasts and you grind against the thigh you’re on. “yes, yes fuck. what is it?” you moan as heeseung rolls his lips around your nipples and bites them which makes your back arch. you were so close to your orgasm but you couldn’t be bothered to interrupt heeseung. “what’s your opinion on threesomes?” you moan and shake as you ride yourself out of your orgasmic fever and take a breath in. “never had one but i’ve always wanted to. i am poly but i never quite found the perfect poly relationship. why?” you ask while playing with his hair. “you know jake?” you look up at him and smirk while he avoids eye contact. “ah, i see. do you want to invite jake to our dirty secret benefits?” you say while grabbing his face to turn to yours. “yeah. i’ve been thinking about it for a while now. are you for the idea?” he asks while looking directly in your eyes. you comically tap your chin while attempting to look in thought. “i’ve never been more down.” you both smirk and turn to jake. 

jake was panicking hard, you two want to invite him to have sex with you both. no way, he didn’t believe it. as his thoughts paced, he felt a tap on his shoulder. he moved a bit while making a low “huh?” as he turns to face you. your skin glowing in the moonlight and your lingerie perfect against your body while your tits glossy and irresistible from heeseung’s work. heeseung stands beside you, his arm wrapped around your hips. hickeys all along his body, shading from pink to purple. his pink lips plump and swollen from all the lip love you’ve been giving to him. jake fights the urge to just jack off to the sight of you as you smirk at jake’s eyes travelling from you to heeseung. you break the silence. “am i eyecandy to you jake?” you chuckle. he sits up, revealing his shirtless body and you bite your lips. jake aggressively shakes his head. “no, no of course not. just wondering why you have your tits out and heeseung barely covering his own dick.” he scoffs, attempting to act nonchalant as if he didn’t cum from you and heeseung’s moans alone. heeseung scoffs to mock jake as he walks towards him. “do you not want to join in on the fun?” heeseung lowly says into jake’s ear. jake freezes as his breath hitches. you smile as you climb on top of jake and turn his head towards you. “answer us puppy. you aren’t slick, i could hear your moans from across the room.” you smirk as jake’s eyes widen and lowers his head in shamefulness. heeseung turns jake’s head towards him instead as he caresses his face.“what’s your answer? hm? got nothing to say now slut? you seemed like such a whore but i bet you love that, don’t you?” heeseung’s slim fingers tilt his head up, forcing uncomfortable but sexy eye contact. a smirk forms on heeseung’s face as jake’s poker-face begins to crumble. jake looks at them both and mentally curses himself for being so prone to sexy people like you guys but he’d instantly regret it if he said no. he prays he made the right choice. “i’ll do it.” “good boy.”

pt.2 out NOW.

[snoopsnoop07]

TIME SKIP Osamu Miya x Reader x Nanami kento

By Sophie and Phoenix

SMUT!!!! DON'T READ IN PUBLIC. 10/10 SUPER SPICY😱😱😱🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥😨😨😨😨😨😨 MAKES YOUR STOMACH DO THE THING (tapeworms) No miners interact😡😡😡😡😡 or u will face the consequences 😱😱

I was walking home back from work where I would see my glorious husband OSAMU (we all say in unions). I didn’t feel sigma today so when I came home my man was making SIGMA MEALS!!! SKIBIDI SLICERS!! i cum home and as I walked through the door I bumped into my GLORIOUS gray eyed king “Hey sweetheart” he smiled. I collapsed into his arms because I'm not feeling very alpha wolf sigma today. “M-my skibidi queen?? What happened??” He said. “Idk- but I have a very important question to ask u…” I pouted “yes my kitten?” he said."w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-what color is my shirt!?!?” I said while Stuttering. He looks at me and lifts my chin up. He leans close to my ear and whispers “𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓾𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓽𝓪 𝔂 𝓾𝓷𝓪 𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓫𝓮𝔃𝓸𝓽𝓪~….” He seductively kisses my cheeks. I blush and look at him with sparkles in my eyes “wow…. So…𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓸” I lick my lips ``well… If you're not feeling very sigma today… I just might have to cheer u up😈😈” Osamu says while looking at me with rizz “Cum with me skibidi queef ima show you how to RUMBLE” Osamu takes my hand and drags me to our humble cardboard room. We plop on our bed and start to caress each other's body. Until we hear two knocks coming from our window. It…. IT WAS NANAMI😱😱 “bae… who’s that?” Osamu says with an Atticus finch eyebrow raise “that’s my co worker NANAMI…” I say nervously. He looks at me and then him. He gets off me for a minute and opens the window. Nanami crawls in from the window and starts crab walking to the bed “don’t mind if I do!” He says while wiggling his toes and fingers in unison “boi! you sir have just won the internet😂!” Osamu says. I blush and spread my legs like a spider “now…. Make me learn how to ride an F150” I pout. “Actually.. I have something better!!!” Osamu says with one finger up. Osamu grabs Nanami's face and OMG!!! OSAMU AND NANAMI START TO MAKE OUT??? ughhhhh I'm so mad!!! Why aren't I getting attention ughhhhhhh. My eyes glow red “when my eyes glow red… 𝓡𝓾𝓷” I say. They keep making out tho!!!! I sigh and give up, but then they separate and crawl towards me. Osamu lays behind me while NANAMI is in front “let me give you the most DEVIOUS backshots lil bro, make me oil u up” Osamu smirks. Nanami smiles and starts to take me to POUND TOWN in the front while Osamu starts to give me devious shots in the back. “Put your hand up for a moment dear~” Nanami whispers. I put it up “now tell me….. put a finger deeowwn if you can SQUIRT '' I put it down and they start to go faster. I can’t even think anymore. “IM COMMING…. ITS CUMMINGGG OUTT. AHHH, AHHH, ITS CUMMING OUTTT😱😱” we all came at the same time “bazinga” we all say in unison.

THE END!!! PLS LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE IF YOUR A LITTLE POGCHAMP!!! DON'T MAKE MY INNER ALPHA CUM OUT🤬🤬🤬 don’t make me oil u up at 62:72 pm‼️🔥🔥🔥