#*insert sounds of my choking on my own drool*

[moonspirit]

This got WAY longer than I imagined and I'm no writer (AND english is not my first language), SO I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE.

I hc that post-rumbling Annie grows her hair quite long. At first, it was a matter of negligence. She didn't seem to notice much of a change in the length. After all, in the remaining mess-of-a-world there are more important things to care about rather than looks (with only exception during the diplomatic missions, of course). But as the time passes, putting her hair up in her usual bun becomes a more complicated task. It shouldn't take this long, and why does it feel like her arms are getting slightly sore? Around summetime, when the sudden heat wave comes, despite trying a simple half up instead - her neck starts glistening with sweat rather quickly. Another couple of full moons later, she notices her hair getting tangled more easily, especially after letting it down in the windy meadows or after long warmth-filled nights in bed.

Annie huffs softly, slightly annoyed, as she sits in front of her modest vanity, trying to detangle the locks. She hears the cracks of the wooden floor behind her, combined with soft steps of bare feet, as Armin comes up to her. He takes a hold of her wrist with one hand, while the other slips the comb off her slender fingers, before slowly guiding her wrist down. He softly brushes away her blond strands of hair with his delicate fingers and kisses the crown of her head. As he proceeds to comb her hair, Annie closes her eyes. Maybe, after all, she doesn't mind keeping her hair longer.

Oh Anoooooon T_____T No need to apologise for any of those things, in fact, thank YOU for this adorable as hell headcanon T//////T I'm melting.

Tbh I'm half convinced Annie puts herself through these "minor" inconveniences only because in some way or the other, it gets her more time with Armin xD Not like she's particularly deprived either but a girl can never have too much Armin! More Armin = more nutrition!

The thing about long-hair Annie tho is that... we all know she isn't going to do fuck about anything until it starts to actively get in her way. Hair? Oh, whatever, it's hair-ing as usual I guess. It keeps going into that 5-second bun until her hairtie is nope-ing the hell out of working overtime. At breakfast Jean beats Armin to comment how it seems her hair's grown long and all she has to say about that is a "Mhmm. Huh. Ah. Hmm." She's got no fucks to give about her hair. Haircut? Who cares. Let the hair just hair.

UNTIL. She's chasing assassins down in her nice pastel suit and awful heels and the replacement hairtie also nopes the fuck out of there and all her long hair ends up smacking her in the face.

That's when the fuck has to be given! Out comes the murderous look and the very sharp scissors.

You know Armin doesn't really "stop" stop her, though he's a bit disappointed. He's watching from the bed as she prepares to chop the ends and swishes his lips in some dismay. Because listen. Listen. He likes 5-second-bun Annie as much as he likes loose-hair Annie. There's beauty in watching her knot it up every morning when she gets up from bed, and there's beauty in seeing it all fall apart. He wouldn't really mind, if she decided to chop it off into a pixie cut, but... he does like her hair the way it is. The soft waves from sleep. The curtain it forms around his face. The soothing scent of it after her bath and the sweaty dampness on high heat summer days. Armin does love her hair, and well... if it were to go-

"I'll miss it," He laughs from his lazy sprawl on the bed, a split second before the scissor blades snip off any lengths.

So Annie hesitates. She hesitates even as he resigns himself into easy acceptance and picks up the latest, most boring book on the dresser. She hesitates, staring at her reflection, at all the extra inches of blond cascading down her chest and well... maybe... just...

"Can you come here?" She calls. "Just... help me comb this."

So he does. He puts down the book and steps behind her with the brush. Soon enough Annie has her eyes closed to the steady rhythm of bristles on her scalp and the gentle flutter of his fingers along her hair.

"Shall I cut it for you?" He whispers.

Oh but... Annie sighs, eyes closed in bliss. It would be such a shame.

"These scissors are too blunt. Maybe tomorrow."

Armin doesn't say anything, only continues to brush her hair from the roots to the tips, caressing the skin of her ear and neck every now and then. It's like some sort of blanket wrapping around her, telling her to relax, like this too will be taken care of, like all the rest. He brushes her hair every night after that. At the final stroke of the brush, he also asks if he should help her ease the burden.

But the scissors keeps being blunt.

[sleepingdeath-light]

ruin ; 18+

kinktober bonus entry

pairing ; satoru gojo x cis male!reader insert

fandom ; jujutsu kaisen

masterlists ; fandom | kinktober | ao3

content ; dominant!reader, submissive!satoru gojo, anal sex, rough sex, dumbification kink, praise kink

note ; first time writing for gojo — and for this fandom in general lol — hope this is a good first impression ^^

minors and ageless blogs do not interact

Sometimes after a particularly long mission or an especially infuriating meeting with the higher-ups, all Satoru wants is the chance to just turn his brain off for a while and be taken care of by his oh-so-loving boyfriend. And, luckily for him, you are more than happy to oblige.

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You’re a firm believer that Satoru looks his best when he’s all dumb and cock-drunk: pale skin blushing a beautiful blotchy pink from the defined edge of his collarbone up to the very tips of his ears, throat and chest and thighs covered in teeth marks and hickeys that you know he’ll have trouble covering up tomorrow, flushed kiss-swollen lips quirked upwards into a loose drunken grin as he giggles and moans and whimpers through his pleasure, striking blue eyes half-lidded and glassy as he looks at you with such unbridled adoration and need that you feel your own skin growing hot, snowy white hair fanned out messily across the pillow and sticking to his sweaty forehead, dick throbbing and flushed and drooling pre-cum as you fuck him through to his third — or fourth, you’ve lost count — orgasm of the night. Fucking gorgeous. Ethereal, even. And you make sure to tell him exactly that.

‘Fuck, you’re so hot, Toru,’

‘My pretty boy,’

‘C’mon you can be louder than that, baby. Let me hear you,’

‘So perfect. Doing so good for me,’

‘Wish you could see what I’m seeing right now… fuck…’

‘Feel so good, babe, s’like you were made just for me,’

‘Let me take care of you, baby, it’s what I’m here for,’

‘Taking me so well, Toru, such a good boy for me,’

Even though you’re sure he’s far too far gone to actually process what you’re saying, Satoru reacts wonderfully to every wonderful word that spills from your lips: the blush covering his body darkens, the muscles in his abdomen twitch and neck twitch, his adam’s apple visibly bobs, his dick twitches between you and leaks even more pre-cum onto your skin when you lean forward to kiss him, he lets out the most amazing sounds that go straight to your cock and have you fighting back your own climax so you can fuck him through his first.

He whines and whimpers and giggles from the back of his throat every time you nip at the sensitive skin of his neck.

He moans and groans and practically screams for you every time you bully your tip against his prostate, milking him for all that he has as you do your best to fuck the thoughts from his brain.

He needily begs for ‘more’ and pleads for nothing in particular as he throws his head back and fucks his ass back against you in a way that leaves you absolutely breathless.

He gasps and chokes on air when you reach between you and wrap your hand around the girthy base of his cock and start jerking him off at the same pace you’re pounding your dick into his ass — the movements lubricated just enough by his own cum to leave him overstimulated and teary-eyed as you push him closer and closer to yet another climax.

And when he’s finally pushed over the edge it’s about as erotic as you knew it would be: his eyes roll back into his head and his eyelids finally flutter shut, his voice cracks over the syllables of your name in a way you know he’d be embarrassed about if he had the presence of mind to process it, his legs clamp down around your hips so tightly that you’re completely unable to move (so tightly that you’re sure that he would have broken something if it weren’t for your own rct), his cock twitches and throbs as he spurts his cum all over your stomach and his, there’s drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth down his cheek and onto the pillow beneath him, and he’s letting out all sorts of desperate slutty sounds that you wish you had your phone to record. It’s intense, and messy, and loud, and it’s perfect. But you’re not done with him. Not yet. Not when he’s clearly still got so much to give you.

After all, how could you possibly resist fucking him dumb when he’s just so fun to ruin?

[schlattslambo]

study buddies - final part

i really hope you guys are liking this series! its my first time writing a 3 part story so i’m really enjoying it personally!

warnings: 18+!!!, smut, choking, throat fucking, exhibitionism (akiteru is in the other room), degradation, spit, spanking, hair pulling, akiteru uses that nickname again towards the end, and aftercare!

again minors please gtfo and do your homework

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"Let's put that pretty little mouth to good use, yeah?"

Your mouth nearly starts to water as you nod.

"I need verbal consent, y/n." Tsukishima says, hands on his hips. "I need you to tell me if you want this."

"Please sir," You nearly beg. "I need it."

You're sitting on the floor now, kneeling as you look up at Tsukishima. He tugs his sweatpants down, revealing his light gray boxers. There's a small wet spot at the tip of the outline of his cock, making you lick your lips. Tsukishima smirks down at you.

"What a little whore," He muses with a grin, running his hand through your hair. "Go ahead and pull my boxers down."

You do as you're told, feeling yourself get dizzy in anticipation. Suddenly, his cock springs up, slapping his stomach softly. A bead of precum sits on the head, slowly dripping down. Despite Tsukishima's lanky and thin appearance, his cock is anything but.

The head is a soft pink, and it's long and thick. His hair is neatly trimmed. You watch as Tsukishima slowly fuck his fist, hissing slightly.

"You just gonna stare at my cock, slut?" He asks. "Or are you gonna do what you're told?"

You shift on your knees, licking your lips as you move closer to him.

"Do what I'm told." You say softly.

"Good girl." Tsukishima's praise nearly sends a shiver through you. "Open wide."

You open your mouth, tongue rolling between your lips. Tsukishia taps the head of his cock on your tongue a few times, watching as you look up at him. He slowly inserts himself into your mouth, ignoring the small whimpers and gags that you make.

You'd never done anything like this before. Sure, you've absolutely thought about it (on multiple occasions), but have never gone through with it. Tsukishima tastes even better than you ever would have imagined. You relax your throat as Tsukishima eases his way in, making your eyes water. Your stomach lurches as you gag, a single tear falling down your left cheek.

"Taking me so well," Tsukishima grunts, moaning softly. "You're such a slut, letting me fuck your mouth while my brother's in the other room."

You whimper around his cock, making him throw his head back. Tsukishima starts thrusting into your mouth, making your drool trip down your chin. He grips your hair as his thrusts get faster and harder. You hold onto his thighs as his balls slap against your chin.

The sounds in the room are almost foul as you prayed that Akiteru was listening to music of some sort or was far enough away that he couldn't hear anything. The way you choked and gagged on Tsukishima’s cock, mixed with his moans and the slapping, you were sure that it was being heard.

But you didn't care, you kept your tongue out, occasionally grazing Tsukishima’s balls with the tip, which made his hips stutter. You placed a hand between your legs, fingers circling your clothed clit slowly. You weren't sure if Tsukishima could see you, but you were doing it anyway. You moan on his cock, eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“Fuck…” Tsukishima moans. “I'm getting close.”

You whine, hips moving on their own. Tsukishima groans, expletives being muttered under his breath as his thrusts grow sloppier.

He pulls out, denying his own orgasm with a heavy sigh.

“Where do you want it?” he asks, attempting to catch his breath.

You gasp for air as his cock leaves your throat, a thick blob of drool and precum falling from your lips.

“H-huh?” you ask, voice slightly hoarse.

“Where do you want my cum?” Tsukishima repeats.

“My throat.” you say softly. “Please. Promise I won't waste a drop.”

The words leave your mouth in such desperation, making Tsukishima smirk.

Without a word, he shoves his cock down your throat once again, thrusts hard and sloppy. Tsukishima’s cock goes down your throat so your nose is plush against his lower stomach. You feel him cum in your throat, gagging on it slightly.

“F-fuck…y/n..” Tsukishima moans, tugging your hair firmly.

He pulls out, cock still hard. You swallow, but a few drops of cum fall onto your chest despite your best efforts.

Tsukishima looks down at you, breathless and tingling all over. He hadn’t cum that hard in so long. He felt like he was falling in love with you. You look up at him, mascara filled tears streaking your cheeks.

“You dropped some.” Tsukishima points out, motioning to your chest.

you whimper, blushing as you look away. “D-didn’t mean to, sir.” you whine.

Tsukishima smirks, forcing you to look at him with a firm tug on your hair.

“You know what bad girls get, dont you?” he asks

You shake your head. In an instant, you’re over Ysukishima’s lap as he’s pulling your pants down. You don't really care that you’re being punished because you're suddenly aware of his brother being in the other room.

“W-wait!” you gasp, reaching back and attempting to grab one of Tsukishima’s wrists. “What if your brother hears?”

Tsukishima chuckles at you, taking the time to pin your wrists behind your back with one of his hands, continuing to pull your pants down.

“So?” he asks. “I don't give a fuck if he hears. You're lucky I don't fuck you against the door so he can hear me making you scream.”

You shiver at his words as his hand rubs your ass. Ye notices the wet spot forming on your panties between your plush thighs, slipping his finger between your legs and rubbing where the wet spot is, watching as it darkens under his touch.

“I want you to count them.” Tsukishima orders, taking his finger away before you can moan. “If you lose count, or forget what number we’re on, I’m starting over. Understand?

“Yes sir.” you breathe.

“Good.”

smack.

You lurch forward, toes curling as you whimper from the pain.

“One.” you gasp.

smack.

“T-two!” your words are muffled by the mattress.

smack.

“Fuck!” you yelp, squirming in Tsukishimas lap.

“Thats not a number, whore.” he says, rubbing his palm on your now red cheeks.

“Three!” you whine, tears pricking your eyes.

Tsukishima tuts under his breath, nibbling his bottom lip. Your ass is slightly warm to the touch as it continues to grow even redder under his hand.

smack.

You arent sure what’s more frustrating. The fact that you could feel Tsukishima getting hard again, or the fact that you were actually enjoying this as you whimpered out a ‘four’ into the mattress. Your toes curled and you squeezed your eyes shut in preparation of the final smack.

“You ready?” Tsukishima asked, drumming his fingertips on one asscheek. “I'm gonna make this one hurt.”

You nod, despite the whine that leaves your lips. “Ready.”

smack.

The cry that left your lips has Tsukishima clamping his hand over your mouth. In a swift motion, your pants are up and you’re in his lap, sniffling and blubbering into his neck.

“You did so good.” Tsukishima says into your hair as he rubs your back. “I'm so proud of you.”

You sniffle and wipe your eyes, looking up at him. His usual snarky expression is gone and a soft one is in its place. If anyone had told you that you would be in Tsukishima Kei’s room, in his lap, crying because he spanked your ass raw, you'd laugh in their face and call them a fucking liar.

A gentle kiss is placed on your lips. Tsukishima smiles as you deepen the kiss, wrapping your arms around him.

“You okay shortcake?” he asks as you break the kiss. “Your ass doesn't hurt too bad does it?”

“I'm okay.” you reply. “I…really liked it.”

Tsukishima’s smirk makes you blush as he grips your sore ass. You whimper, grinding your hips involuntarily. Tsukishima groans, leaning over and biting your shoulder softly.

“Well maybe we should have more of these little meetings,” he says.

As he says this, moves and starts kissing your neck. You whine as he sucks a soft purple mark onto the skin. He pulls back, admiring his handiwork just as there’s a knock on the door.

“Kei! Y/n!” he calls. “Cookies are done!!”

Tsukishima adjusts himself as the two of you scramble to clean up. Thankfully your mascara comes off with a few swipes of your fingers. You both attempt to act natural as you walk into the kitchen. You sling your bag over your shoulder as you follow Tsukishima. Akiteru is still wearing his apron, happily offering a warm plate of cookies.

“Thank you,” you smile, taking one happily. “I better get going.”

Tsukishima turns to you.

“Thank you for your help, Tsukki.” you continue, giving Tsukishima a warm smile. “I think I'm actually okay at math now. maybe you can help me with science next?”

Tsukishima nods, giving you a smile against his better judgement.

“I’ll see you later Y/n.” he says.

“Here!” Akiteru says, handing you a large bag of cookies. “Have some for the road.”

“Thank you,” you giggle. “I’ll see you at school.”

You walk out of the house, waving to the two brothers as you start your walk home.

Tsukishima watches you for a moment, a soft smile on his face. Akiteru smirks, crossing his arms.

“You know,” he says. “I can tell that studying wasn't the main event back there.”

Tsukishima tenses up.

“What are you talking about?” he asks, turning to his brother and glaring. “Of course we were studying. She’s an idiot who doesn't know math.”

“You arent quiet.” Akiteru says simply. “I heard you moaning, you idiot.”

Tsukishima nearly combusts.

“And don't think I didn't see that hickey you gave her.”

If looks could kill, Akiteru would be on the floor. instead, he just laughed.

“I’m your big brother, Kei-Kei.” he says, smacking a hand onto Tsukishima’s shoulder. “I'm also not an idiot. Just remind me when you’re bringing y/n over again, so I can blare music.”

“Fuck off.”

Tsukishima grabs a few cookies before retreating back to his room. He's gonna need the sustenance after fucking his fist to the thought of you before bed.

it's finally here. the final chapter in the tsukishima is a crappy tutor series. please let me know how you liked it and i'll try and write more lengthy things if that's what y'all like!

[ladytohruu]

Obedient

❒ Pairings: Dom Tengen Uzui W. Sub!Reader

❒ CW: BDSM Content, Bondage, Toys, Mentions of Overstimulation, Pet Names, Masochism & Pet Play (?)

❒ Note: This is my first ever fic I’ve written on here so please be kind to me! Likes and reblogs are appreciated! 🤍

“Sit up properly so I can see you, pretty. Yes, just like that.” He says while slowly leaning upwards from his lax position. You struggle at first due to how constricted you are but eventually prevail, giving Tengen the view he so desperately has been waiting to see.

Eyes glued to you and never wavering, he imagines vividly how pathetic you will look when begging and pleading for his cock to re-enter your drooling swollen cunt and how beautiful your choked back screams will sound when he finally gives in and shoves himself into you while inserting another one of his many outrageous toys inside of your ass. Call him a masochist but he absolutely craves your reactions. The more agonizing, the better.

The sound of your haggard breathing brings him back to the present, lavender eyes wide with imagination. “The gag suits you” he says while sporting a cheeky smile. You whimper in response which earns you a giggle. Look at how obedient you’re being for him, on your knees and practically leaving puddles of your own Pre-Cum and saliva on the ground below you.

You looked like a bitch in heat, ready to be fucked and licked at a moments notice yet obedient to a fault. Maybe it’s because you liked it or maybe it’s because you have been trained to be like this but either way, it’s fucking sexy and he has no complaints.

“You ready for me, doll?” He says while slowly tugging at the leash attached to your “Property Of Uzui” choker. He swore that if you had a tail and flappy ears, it would be wagging and flopping crazily. Seeing your eyes widen in excitement and everything else made his already demented mind go deeper to the dark side. If you’re this excited and obedient now, what wouldn’t you do?

As if an epiphany happened, Tengen slowly rises from his chair and stares down at you, collar in one hand and his other rubbing his chin. An idea so good it’s humiliating comes to mind. If you’re panting, wearing collars, obeying and wagging like a bitch in heat, why not treat you like one?

A smile so devious appears on his face, making you gulp. You knew he was known for things but something bubbled in the pit of your stomach. “Hey, doll….” He leans down to your eye level, free hand grasping onto your chin and thumb brushing against your bruised bottom lip. “Let’s go for a walk.”

[serene-sun]

A rain x reader drabble for now, this would be x OC or self insert but it won’t get any views or likes so I used “you” instead of my own name. This is really just a vent/comfort thing I wrote for myself.

Warnings: there’s allot, 18+, no smut, alcohol, weed, ptsd attack. Past trauma, panic attack, mental breakdown, little comfort, angst?, very faint outline of sexual assault.

“Hey, don’t cry hun.” Rains voice is so soft and tender against the top of your head, his words soothing the aching pain growing from all of the weed and alcohol.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to be a bother.” You mumble through spilling tears.

“You’re certainly no bother, I know that as a fact.” He wraps his arms loosely around your upper waist.

Rain holds you so delicately, like a wilted flower with drooling petals. Rain already knows you’re about to break, the way you escorted yourself from the loud noisy building claiming you needed some air.

Half of it was right, the room was indeed filled with smoke and the smell of sweat and cigarettes. Everyone smelt like alcohol and cheap liquor.

The lights, the smoke, the sound of deep bass and distant moans was too much. The first few shots were to run off the evil thoughts crawling their way back up. But soon the taste of vodka being quickly swished back in your throat brought you back to a distasteful memory, one you had tried to bury, one fresh and still scared, a memory still red with pain and hurt.

Everything is fog, and all you can feel is the numbness swelling under your skin, and warmth spreading In your blood. All you feel is misery and embarrassment, you want to escape, you need to find somewhere far from this recalled nightmare before someone starts taking advantage.

You were sick of that.

You wobble your way out of a side door, the red exit sign not doing the aches any more pleasure. When the door closes, you’re immediately on your knees gagging at the pavement. It’s so dark, not even the light pollution wants to help you now. All that leave your system is a few droplets of saliva, and maybe a few more of the recent shot.

All you can think of is the faceless person that’s deep within your scattered mind. A simple drink and the simple feeling of dizziness. It’s all too horrible, especially now when you’re on your knees in an alley way of a foreign city.

Your knees get wet, the wet pavement bleeding through them and staining the black denim with mud, dirt, and cigarette ashes.

You grab your head, the noises of cars and the screaming insults filling your brain is breaking you down to a bitter substance that’s easy to be swept away in the cold wet night.

“You ok?” A soft and slender hand rubs your back, of course it’s rain.

Rain promised that he would stay with you the entire night, that he would make sure nobody would both you. Rain held your hand most of the night, he watched every person make your drink, bartender or not. He did a good job, until you ran off and disappeared.

You cower, you don’t wanna be seen like this, completely vulnerable and exposed. You can’t help but cry, that’s all you can really do. And as soon as that one tear hits the hard black ground, everything else follows. All the memories, feelings, sensations, words, thoughts, doubts, secrets, all the miscalls, all the messages back and forth between police, all the emotions, EVERYTHING spills onto the pavement.

All rain can do is watch.

“I’m sorry.” You choke on your own breath

“Dear you have nothing to be sorry for.” His voice is appalling, it’s reaching out and making it harder to breathe.

That’s when he carefully guided you back to the hotel room, pampering you and washing off your makeup.

“I don’t wanna be anything anymore” you sobbed into his hand that wrapped around you.

Rain pulls the blankets up to your chin, he’s not sure what you need but you’re feeling no different so there’s nothing anyone can do but simmer in the moment.

“What?” Rain is getting concerned, he just wanted to make sure you were ok.

“I’m exhausted of being responsible.” You stain the blankets a darker color with your tears.

“I- I think i understand. I know what you mean, I’m so sorry.” He brings your frog pillow that’s at the foot of the bed to your arms, letting you immediately latch onto it.

You’re silent.

“You didn’t deser-“ rains cut off by you, “please don’t say it, that’s all anyone ever says, that’s all I ever hear, that’s all I know.”

“I’m tired of everyone being sorry”

[erenspussy420]

Vil,Rook, and Neige (dom) with Bottom S/O who cries during 💦

First ask, sorry to Anon, this took a while as I wasn’t really sure how to go about this. Please enjoy! I did take some liberties with this as I wasn’t sure how you wanted it so it has smut and headcanon format.

Words: 1.3k

MDNI 18+ ONLY

Fem Insert.

Edit: Okay I realized I probably didn’t do this write. I’m so sorry!

Vil:

OH GOD. OH GOD, DOM VIL, I CAN’T EVEN. Okay, I need to pour ice down on me to calm down for him

You swallow, a slip of drool comes down from the corner of your mouth as you feel the vibrator be taken in and out of you. Your hands clawing into the purple satin covered pillow. You would have shaken your hips to take in more of it, but the steady grip on your thighs kept them in place. Even then, you keep humping the toy, futile the action. The vibration is set higher and higher than you can take as Vil plays with the settings. The pressure builds up, you're so close, but you hear the click and cry as the vibrator dies to a low hum. A chuckle leaves Vil's lips, his mouth curling into a cruel smirk as you beg him for release. He's sitting before you, bare from the neck down, his flushed length right up and proud, taking in the beautiful sight of your crying face as you try to chase the high of the vibrator he stuffed in you. 

"You cry for release, but do you really deserve it?” Vil, whose fingers were busy toying with your clit, rolling it between his fingers as the toy goes higher and higher, you’re beginning to see white from the stimulation. But again, Vil takes away your right to cum. Worse, he pulls the toy that was kept warm in you, but you forgive him as his fingers slip into you. First a finger and then more as you fuck his hand, despreate to keep being full. “Look at you, getting off with just my hand. If you want me in you, you will behave,”  through tears of frustration you plead to him ‘yes!.’ Vil pulls out his hand from you, despite the needy way your thighs clamp around him.``Now my sweet potato, behave and I might even give you my seed.” The head of his length rubbing against your entrance has you ready to be coated.

Vil is all about making sure that he gives his 100% percent into everything, even making sure you're in tears at the end of your sessions with each other. 

The first time Vil even saw tears, he immediately stopped to make sure you were okay. After confirming that yes everything was good, due to him sending you to tears with the level 9 cloud session, he goes back to fucking your brains out. He still makes sure that you're okay, your comfort is top priority!

Like damn though, the pillows are wet and not just from sweat! 

Vil is Queen of aftercare, he’s wiping you down, while the  bath is running for you to soak in with the most expensive oils that are great for your skin. Babe, I'm jealous of how he's gonna treat you. He’s so tender with you, like washing your hair and kissing your temple, as he sits behind you in the bathtub. He’ll fuck you senseless, but you’re treated so kindly afterward.

Rook: Rook, listen he fucks ok. It's the hat, probably I know it was for me. Yes he can be freaky in the sheets, however I am firmly in place that he is a very caring and attentive lover who makes sure you are always comfortable and happy. Even when you’re bent over the table clawing at the smooth surface as you feel the suction of your lips take in Rook's cock. The constant rocking has you scrambling to hold onto the ledge for dear life, something to keep you root in Twisted Wonderland, as Rook thighs smack into your own shaking thighs. The girth of his cock stretches you so well, as angles his hips into you pushing in deeper, thrusting harder, you choke out a sob when his hand pulls up one of your legs above his hip so he can have more room.

You feel a hand caress the spot bottom of your spine, drawing circles as he slowly glides over the plush of your ass. Then he smacks it, the leather of his gloves makes a sharp sound. You whine, pussy throbbing at the sensation of it. “Ah my petite Trickster, you seem to like that, no?,” the purr in Rook’s voice has you mewl, as he smacks your ass again,”Oh how the feeling of you taking me, ethereal, there is no pleasure in this world other than to be one with you, mon amour." He picks up the tempo of his thrusting, pulling back far enough only his tip kisses your needy cunt. Then back he plunges in, the wet noises being the only noise in your dorm. The brink of ecstasy is building up, you're full on crying as every smack on your ass brings you close. Rook's voice comes in and out, "My eternal devotion belongs to you," the string breaks and you come hard, the world is white," and you to me."

Rook is very attentive ok. He knows everything about you. Like really is it a surprise? He loves, with mind, soul and sight.

So you cry from getting dicked down by him? Not surprised, but that doesn't mean he won't stop what he's doing to make sure you are good and that you're safe. You're comfort and pleasure is #1.

If he isn't making you a sobbing mess, then he isn't doing it right and will make sure you see nothing but french.

He takes such good care of you, sweetie after fucking your brains out. He's carrying you to the bath, man has the candles, food, everything. You get a massage from this man. He's perfect.

Neige:

 Look at Neige now look me in the eyes and tell me he is a dom because babe he CAN be but like a soft dom, ok he’s too soft for this, which in your sessions with Neige are really sweet actually, lots of praising and body worship of kisses on your skin, love bites on your collar bone. It was during the time where Neige was pounding into you, holding you close to him as he held you tight muttering into your ear," Hot, it feels so hot to be in you, mm ah…ah, being so close to you like this is this a dream?" he heard the soft sniffles as you grip onto his back, nails racking down as his thrust became harder. Your cries to go faster, the pulsing of your walls around him keep his talking from barely coherent to babbling praises,"You're perfect for me! A-Ah..I can’t live without you! I..need…ah…want… I want you!”

The ecstasy of having getting fucked on Neige's lap as his fingers dig into your hips, his tongue licking your chest, biting and sucking on your nipples as he presses you down into the sheets, hitting the bundle of nerves in the right spot that made tears spring into your eyes. You let out a loud cry as he hits it again. “Ah Neige!” , the tears falling as you throw your head back, losing yourself in the bliss.

The first time you guys fucked, Neige felt mortified when he realized you were crying, he was caught up with his dick getting milked for the first time forgive him. He thought he hurt you! You need to calm this guy down, he won’t forgive himself unless you explain it to him.

 After calming down with your conversation, he was still unsure but felt a little proud of himself that you were crying from the pleasure of your love making together. Now that he knows, he does his best to make sure you cry with each session, he is determined!

Neige makes sure you’re pampered and taken care of after you love making. Neige is the type who likes to cuddle with you after sex. He likes holding you close to him, he hums a sweet love song as he laces your fingers with his. He’s soft.

Now he knows when you cry from getting fucked, to weeping as you reach you climax under him. He kisses your tears away, and cleans you up immediately. Lots of cuddles and pillow talk with Neige.

[reallyromealone]

Day 10

powerbottom+edging

Warning: toys, edging, top reader, gay, mlm, smut, male reader

Bound and gagged (name) lay on the bed while Rindōs hand trailed down his chest "so pretty..." Rindō commented as he grabbed an egg vibrator and with a few pumps to (name)s cock, a sounding rod inserted in it preventing poor (name) from cumming.

The pained whine that escaped (name)s gagged mouth made Rindō grin evilly as he made eye contact with his lover and made him watch Rindō turn on the egg and...began using it on himself?

(Name) made a sound of confusion as Rindō rubbed the egg vibrator over his own cock then he began rubbing (name)s cock between his lubed cheeks and (name) had some choice words to say to the other.

"Hm? Do you want something?" Rindō asked mockingly as (name) glared up at the other who seemingly took pity on him, bending over to their special black box and pulled out a fleshlight.

Oh this fucker.

Rindō had a shit eating grin as he played with the end of the sounding rod, teasingly making it seem like he was going to remove it only to put the tip of (name)s cock on the fleshlight and push in "does it feel good? Does it feel like me?" Rindō was a sadistic bastard as he turned on the toy and watched (name) toss his head back with a loud muffled groan.

"Maybe I should just let you fuck this instead of me..." Rindō said watching his lover shake his head frantically "no? But you're having so much fun" Rindō said as he continued fucking (name)s cock with the toy.

"MFFFH!" (name) grunted out through the gag "what? I can't understand you baby, did you say you wanted it faster?"

And with that Rindō turned up the strength and began fucking the fleshlight harder on the others poor cock.

(Name) was sobbing at this point and Rindō watched with a feral grin "you need my ass? You want it bad?"

(Name) nodded frantically as he buckled into the toy.

"Then tell me, tell my you wanna fuck my ass" Rindō said using his spare hand to undo the gag and grin at his drooling lover "beg me"

"Pleasepleasepleaseplease baby! Lemme fuck you! Please, fuck! Please lemme cum 'n ya!" (Name) begged pleadingly and Rindō grinned at this "if you cum before I say so, I'm not fucking you for a week"

And Rindō wasn't fucking around.

Removing the fleshlight and sounding rod, Rindō balanced himself over (name)s cock and slowly pushing in and let out the prettiest moan (name) ever heard.

Rindō was like a god to him, (name) prayed to him nightly.

"So big, fuck baby" Rindō grinned as he raked his fingers down the others chest "fucking up my insides"

"Please baby..."

"Shhh, I'm getting to it"

And with that Rindō lifted his legs and began fucking himself on (name)s cock, grinning when (name) wildly bucked up "you're like a bitch in heat!" Rindō mocked and moved up to pinch the others nipples, rolling them and teasing them.

"Pleasepleasepleaseplease" (name) begged, babbling away as he was on the edge of cumming "you can cum when you make me cum" Rindō said teasingly only to let out a choked moan as (name) began pistoning his hips up "fuck baby, you really wanna cum huh?" Rindō moaned out as he licked his lips "make me cum baby, fuck me good!"

Rindō let out a high pitched and loud moan as he came all over (name) watching the others eyes roll back and finally cumming deep within Rindō "fuck..." Was all (name) could give as Rindō shakily pulled off his cock and freed (name) "so good for me baby, doing whatever I ask" Rindō said kissing (name) gently and letting the other cuddle him, allowing the other to see a softness no one got to see.

Only his sweet (name).

[elsieys-blog]

Perks of an insomnia-driven night (2)

Draco Malfoy x ravenclaw!reader

contains: NSFW! 18+ pure smut, praising kink, fingering, swearing and aggressive kisses.

summary: after your first encounter in the ROR, you didn't know he had other gifts for you besides his jewelry. it was the bragging of his talented fingers.

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"Can I kiss you? And this time.. better?"

Draco looked like he was about to burst from the ever-growing impatience. "Fuck, yeah..."

His hand gripped your neck, the cold texture of his rings pressed against your skin made your body limp. When your mouth was ready to earn some bliss, you were a tad bit disappointed when his lips landed on your neck instead.

His tongue rolled and his teeth bit your flesh, alternating between sucking and licking. His nails began to rake your skin from how tight his grip was. You let out a soft moan and bit your lip instead to restrain anymore sounds.

He stopped. "Don't fucking bite your lip. Or I'll bite harder." You gulped and his head departed from your swelling neck. "I want to hear you make some pretty little noises, Y/n.."

Before you could reply, his lips crashed into yours, muffling your soft whining. His hold on your neck loosened and it cascaded on your draped breasts. His fingers traced your hardened nipples underneath your clothing, and when his index finger paused directly against your nipple that stands like a point, he began to rub in such a hypnotizing way.

You only know one thing. Draco's hands were skilled and experienced.

"Oh my god..." You gasped in between kisses but he was barely even starting.

"Such a sensitive girl." He groaned into your lips before aggressively pushing you as your back came in tact with the wall. After that, he closed the inches once more, pressing his chest closer to yours so that you share the same breathing pattern.

He stopped mid-kiss, staring deeply onto your thrilling eyes. "Lift your leg for me, love."

You did as what he commanded, lifting your one of your leg up until he pressed his hips further to your pelvis, feeling the thick line of his hardened cock. "Good girl. Do you feel that?"

You were tongue-tied, your mouth feeling as if it was about to drool from how badly you want to pleasure him. You sharply inhaled, taking in his ungodly scent. "Mhmm.."

"I hope you know how hard you make me, Y/n. And you're going to pay for that." He harshly spat and kissed you again. His hand tugged the hem of your skirt downwards and your panties in no time, a finger finding it's way to your clit.

He teased you, massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves as you jolted. You withdrew your head just enough to beg. "Please, Draco—"

"Please what?" He said just inches away from you that his hot breath fanned your face. He forcefully kissed you again, only massaging your clit in a faster tempo and tapping it every once in a while.

Your breath hitched and your body quivered and convulsed uncontrollably. "Please— I want you to make me come.."

"Is that all?" He sounded taunting, sarcasm dripping out from his tone. He scoffed unpleasantly, watching as you became fragile underneath the come-hither motions of his finger.

"No, just please— please do bad things to me." You moaned, your eyes rolling to the back of your head before shutting down. Your back arched with your lips wide open, allowing every moan to elicit from your lips.

"No, love. Eyes on me. I want your full attention on me while I finger-fuck you." He tower above you. The circular motions you felt began to go rougher and his fingers slid in between your folds, slowly getting to that one hidden part he had to touch until you fall to bits.

You held his wrist, ushering him to go further but he seemed to refuse. You moaned breathlessly. "Alright... I'll keep my eyes on you.." you opened and made eye contact with him and my god does he look predatory and sexy as fuck!

He grinned and looked as though he was ready to eat you alive. He swiped his finger against your pussy before inserting two fingers in a swift. You nearly yelped from the sudden sting, "Lord! You're so good—"

"Am I?" He whispered before lowering his head down until he approached your jaw. He fastened the way his fingers toyed you, creating wet and faint slapping noises as he grunted furiously. "Prove it. I want to hear you say my name, Y/n. Again. And again. And again."

You were short out of breath, unable to keep up and maintain your composure from his mesmerizing pace. So you tightened the grip of his wrist, informing that you were close... Really close. You cooed and choked on your own words. "Draco— Draco I want you—"

His breathing went ragged from the way you said his name. It was music to his ears and so he buried his fingers deeper with slower strokes. "That's my girl. My good little girl."

Your nails dug his wrist, scratches began to show prominence. You leaned your head on his forehead, sweat dewing on both your eyes.

He abruptly and harshly shoved your grip from his wrist away, pinning them above your head. "Stay still, love. I can't do my job if you're always moving..."

"I'm sorry, I— I can't help it." You cried out, gritting your teeth when he dove for stole another prolonged kiss.

It was urgent but just enough for you to enjoy his minty taste. The atmosphere went steamier as you got chaotically close to seeing the stars. You're panting, toes curled, tongues fighting for dominance and earth stopped spinning into it's axis.

"Oh my fucking god, I'm close Draco—" you husked, and ejected moans in full volume. It was as if time went slow as fire pooled low in your abdomen. Your guts twisted until juices began to sprawl on your pussy.

"Shit—" Draco withdraw his fingers and played with your wetness for a few seconds before drinking you like wine. Your veins hum from the view as he sucked his fingers with stern, placid eye contact with you, his tongue swirling seductively.

You shudder and dissolved in pleasure still, your legs shaking intolerably and the edges of your eyes began to see vignettes. Your head was pounding and dizzy but his devilish smirk brightened the hot space you were in.

"You taste delicious, Y/n. So fucking delicious." He praised, pressing your foreheads together to alleviate the hyperventilation. "Lord, your irresistible."

You smiled at him, a cosmic amount of butterflies filled your stomach. "We should see each other more often. Don't you think?" You giggled.

He sniggered and winked. "Beyond a doubt."

a/n: how's the steamy scene? *smirks. okay y'all I hoped you enjoyed part 2 which a part of me says this is a very irrelevant and abrupt scene but.. there's nothing wrong with blessing y'all horny asses with smut right? xx

[pppunz]

have had this at the back of my head, but dream clay pulling you out of a party in a room with temperature rising by tory lanez playing in the background— bass bouncing off the walls and all that. he would fuck you face down ass up, one hand resting on your ass and one holding your face down, deep hard thrusts. you think you could write something for it? 👀

Bass [CC!Dream]

Warnings: sub!reader, dom!dream, fem reader, afab reader, slight degradation

Notes: I meant to finish this yesterday, but Canada day happened and I got busy. I know my last fic was Dream, but I’m a simp for that man, you can’t blame me.

“Come with me.” You heard Clay’s voice from behind you, his front pressed up against your back. You nodded and let yourself be pulled away from the main area and upstairs, passed the many hookups and couples making out. Clay had been craving you all night, the way your dress fit tightly around your hips and accentuated your breasts only fed the craving to ruin you right then and there. The stares and “innocent” touches from random guys didn’t help either.

“I’ve noticed you staring at me all night. Didn’t know you were so thirsty, Clay.” You said over the bustling crowd. Clay only smirked and pulled you into an empty bedroom, locking the door to keep at least some of your privacy. You could still hear the music through the walls, the sound bouncing off the walls perfectly.

He pushed you down on the bed and connected his lips to yours, teeth occasionally clashing together as you messily made out, too desperate to care about anything else. Your clothes were being removed as you did until neither of you were wearing anything at all. Clay inserted a finger into your aching cunt and smirked.

“You’re so wet already, baby.” Clay said, his tone dripping with confidence. “And you said I was the thirsty one while you were this fucking wet for me.”

You should’ve been blushing from the embarrassment, but you were too focused on the now two fingers curling inside of you. Small whines left your mouth uncontrollably as Clay used his fingers to prep you (not that you needed much, based on the amount of times he had stretched you out and fucked you).

“Get on your hands and knees, ass up for me.” Clay demanded, removing his fingers in one swift motion. You whined at the loss of contact, but did what he said with no complaints. He laid one hand on your ass and the other on the side of your face, keeping it down against the bed. In one moment, he bottomed out inside you, stuffing you full of his cock. You choked out a moan and let your body submit to him, like a ragdoll for him to fuck.

“Clay, Clay, Clay, Clay!” You chanted like it was some kind of worship, which it kind of was. Clay groaned and continued to fuck you nice and deep, every single thrust being deeper than the last.

“Fuck, baby, let it out. Let everyone know who’s fucking you so good.” Clay demanded, laying one firm slap down on your ass. You could feel the vibrations from the music downstairs overflowing your body, becoming so overwhelming mixed with the sex. With how loud you were moaning, you wouldn’t be surprised if people heard you.

Your arms were aching under your weight, but you didn’t care, all you cared about was finding that high. Clay gave a particularly rough thrust and you felt that familiar high, the need to cum. You screamed out, gripping the bedsheets between your fingers as Clay fucked you faster.

“Fuck, fuck, Clay! I’m gonna cum!” You exclaimed, feeling the bass of the song get more extreme, as well as Clay’s thrusts. “Please, can I cum?”

Clay smirked and slapped your ass once more. “Cum for me, my little slut. Be a good slut and cum all over my cock.” He said, his own high lurking, based on how breathless he was. You squealed and came all over his cock as he instructed, whining as he continued his thrusts.

Drool was leaking out of your mouth as Clay reached his own orgasm, groaning and cumming all over your ass. You panted and let yourself fall to the bed, closing your eyes from pure exhaustion. You felt Clay kiss your temple, falling asleep beside you, despite the loud music below.

[ukaisprincesss]

The Assistant

a/n: This is my piece for the CEO collab created by the wonderful @cherrytenko check out everyone else’s creative and amazing pieces here !! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy (:

izukuxf!readerxbakugou

word count: 2.3k

warnings: 18+ smut, oralm!recieving, oralf!receiving, choking, slapping, use of ‘puppy’, dom!bakugou, switch!izuku, sub!reader, threesome, anal, vaginal penetration, double penetration, name calling, spitting, degradation, humiliation, choking, squirting, fingering, small mention of rough sex, praise kink

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MINORS DNI

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You were an assistant for Katsuki Bakugou and Izuku Midoryia, the two CEO’s of the largest security firm in Japan, better known as the most eligible bachelors today. Working for them was a dream, the pay was great and the hours tailored to your schedule. But the best part of the job was having the two men wrapped around your little finger. Eligible Bachelors? Not so much.

~

You suppressed the urge to gag as the tip of your boss’ cock hit the back of your throat. The various voices above you sounded like faint echoes, the loud beating of your heart filling your ears.

Drool dripped down the sides of your mouth coating the base of his cock in your saliva.

A light tap on your cheek was the only warning you got before hot spurts of cum shot down your throat, quickly overfilling your mouth. You pulled back with a wet pop and hoped the other men and women in the meeting room didn't hear it. You sat back and licked the salty cum off the half-erected cock making sure to collect every delicious drop.

A few minutes passed and the room emptied out, leaving you and your boss alone. The chair in front of you rolled back and you crawled forward with a dopey grin on your face. Green eyes filled with lust met yours in a heated gaze.

“Come here puppy, you’ve been such a good girl for me.”

You hummed at the praise and crawled onto his lap wrapping your legs around him. Izuku stood up with you in his beefy arms, pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips. The addictive taste of him invaded your senses, a wanton moan being pulled from your throat.

“Someone’s gonna w-walk in,” you whimpered as Izuku pressed kisses along your throat, sucking the spot where your pulse hummed at his ministrations.

He chuckled as he sat you on the large wooden table, peeling off your top and lifting your hips to unzip your skirt.

“I’m sure they’ll enjoy the sight of me fucking this beautiful pussy.” He enforced his words by pulling his cock out of his dress pants. The sight of his red weeping cock had you clenching your thighs in anticipation.

Izuku forcibly spread your legs apart and bit the inside of your thigh, soothing it with a kiss.

“Are you just gonna sit there all day or prove your point?” You smirked down at him, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. He met your eyes and gave you no response. He was in control and he knew it.

The feeling of his warm tongue on your clit sent your hips up, he grabbed them with his large hands and held you down to the table constricting your movement. His eyes pierced yours as he delved into your wet cunt, lapping your folds before taking your clit into his mouth. You moaned and threw your head back clawing at the wood table.

“Eyes on me puppy, or I’ll make you cum so many times the only name you’ll know is mine.”

Your pussy clenched at his lewd words and you raised your head to watch as he devoured you whole like a starved man. The thick wet muscle of his tongue slowly pressed into your entrance sending you into orgasmic bliss.

You bit your lip in an effort to suppress your moans but it was futile. Your loud moans bounced off the walls, filling the air with the lewd sounds of your voice and pussy.

“Oh god Izuku I-”

You were interrupted by the sound of the doors opening, causing you to whip your head back in surprise.

“What the hell is taking you so long…” The familiar rough voice trailed off, red eyes flickering between you and the man between your legs.

“B-bakugou, it's not what it looks like.” You stuttered out with a moan while attempting to push Izuku away, but he continued to fervently lick your pussy like nothing had happened.

Bakugou’s look of confusion slowly morphed into an arrogant smirk. He chucked and stalked forward, the faint click of his shoes like a doomsday clock ticking to the end.

“Hmm, can’t say I’m surprised, already knew you were a slut. Seems like you couldn’t wait eh?” Bakugou finished with a sneer and looked over your shoulder to see Deku wiping his mouth clean of your juices.

Katsuki scoffed and said, “Tch, of fucking course you couldn’t help yourself damn Deku.”

He gripped your throat with a calloused hand before you could speak, pressing a sloppy kiss to your swollen lips.

“Mmf, Katsuki I’m sorry.” You breathed out once he pulled away.

“Sorry my ass,” he scoffed. “I should’ve known cockhungry whores like you would pull this shit. Get the fuck over here Deku.”

Midoryia wordlessly stood up and walked around the table to stand by Bakugou’s side. With a snarl, Bakugou fisted Midoryia’s green hair in his palm, pulling his head back smashing his lips against his. You whimpered at the sight before you and rubbed your thighs together, more aroused than ever.

The blonde broke away, a string of saliva hanging between the two of them. Katsuki licked his lips, breaking the connection and turned to you. “Stop whining, woman, we got time.”

Without warning, Katsuki lifted you off the table and lightly threw you on the leather couch that occupied the left side of the room. He pushed your body forward so your head hung over the arm of the couch. “Since you wanted her mouth so bad you can have it while I fuck her pretty cunt with my tongue. Don’t cum until I say so, both of you.” Katsuki growled, gripping your hips with a bruising force.

“Yes Sir,” you whispered, body twitching in anticipation. Angering Bakugou could end in two ways, being deprived of his touch, or this, pure fun and pleasure.

“Come on puppy, open up.” Izuku murmured with half-lidded eyes, delivering a soft slap to your cheek. You opened your mouth in obedience, the blood already starting to rush to your head. The head of his cock touched your mouth, a drop of precum coating your lips in a wet shine. you flicked your tongue out drawing a hiss from Izuku and slowly wrapped your mouth around his cock.

Izuku threw his head back and moaned, gripping the sides of your face and pulling you along his cock. “Fuck y/n, you feel so good baby.” You hummed in response, gliding your tongue on the underside of his thick length.

Your hips jolted at the warm sensation of Bakugou’s tongue gliding from your puckered hole to your clit. Your cunt weeped in anticipation, eager to be stuffed full of Katsuki’s dick.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here...you’re fucking drenched.” Bakugou groaned, staring at your pussy like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have. You whimpered around the cock in your mouth and gripped his hair, lightly tugging to get him closer to your cunt. Bakugou slapped your thigh before inserting two of his fingers into your pool of wetness. You gasped at the sudden intrusion, Izuku took advantage of this and thrusted his cock in your wet cavern until the head hit the back of your throat.

Bakugou’s hand traveled up your abdomen to cup one of your breasts, tweaking your nipples The deep thrusts and scissoring of Katsuki’s long fingers and Izuku’s cock pistoning in and out of your mouth sent you over the edge, spiraling into orgasm. You spluttered around Izuku’s cock, body shaking as you came. Katsuki chuckled, rubbing circles around your clit. “Fuck, squeezing so tight around my fingers princess. I think you’re ready for our cocks.”

Izuku pulled out of your mouth, your spit decorating his cock in pretty strings. Bakugou pulled out his fingers bringing them to his lips. He kept his eyes locked on yours as he sucked your juices off his fingers.

“Don’t be greedy, Kaachan, let me have a taste.” Izuku leaned forward, grabbing Bakugou’s hand and popping a slick covered finger in his mouth. Bakugou smirked and shoved two fingers in his mouth pressing down on the back of his tongue. Izuku gagged and pulled his hand away with a frown. Bakugou chuckled and instructed you to get up before pushing Izuku where you laid. “Now get on top of him,” Bakugou instructed. You complied and crawled on top of the now naked Izuku, sneaking a kiss on his nose. The tip of his cock brushed against your folds, causing him to hiss and rut up against you.

A loud smack reverberated in the room, you looked up to see a faint red splotch on Izuku’s freckled cheek and Katsuki standing above him with a glare. Bakugou gripped Izuku’s cheeks and leaned forward hissing out, “Don’t you move a fucking muscle until I say so. Open your mouth.”

Midoryia hesitantly opened his mouth, flinching as Katsuki let a glob of spit fall onto his tongue.

“Now swallow.”

Izuku closed his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. “Good boy,” Bakugou muttered before releasing his grip on him. You and Izuku waited with anticipation as Bakugou rounded the couch to settle between the tangle of legs. Unzipping his pants, he fished out his cock revealing a thick angry red beast ribbed with veins. He established his own dominance keeping his remaining clothes on, leaving you two bare.

You could feel Izuku’s cock twitch under you pressing against your ass, only making you more desperate to be stuffed to the brim with their cocks.

“Tch, look at you two. So desperate like the sluts you are, pathetic.” Bakugou gripped your calves pushing them up for Izuku to hold, bending you into a full nelson.

Katsuki rubbed his cock against your wet cunt, gathering the slick along your folds. He groaned watching your pussy continue to leak its juices pass your puckered hole down to Izuku’s cock. “Don’t even need lube to fuck your ass, so fucking drenched for us.”

He made eye contact with Midoryia before they simultaneously pushed into you. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth opened in a silent scream. They fucked you in sync, not giving you a moment to adjust or catch your breath. They were determined to ruin you.

“Fuck y/n, if only you could see how lewd you look getting destroyed by two cocks, so filthy.” Bakugou growled out, reaching down to pinch your clit. You squealed and felt the oncoming waves of an orgasm, a blissful feeling spreading over your body. Your pussy tightened, causing your ass to clench around Izuku’s cock pulling a whimper from him.

He spoke between rapid breaths, the grip on your legs tightening. “You feels so good around my cock y/n, s-so tight. Such a good girl for us.” Izuku muttered more praises in your ear, your soft whines and whimpers fueling him on.

Bakugou dragged his cock out of your pussy only to thrust back in and brutally bury his cock to the hilt. The slight curve of his cock went so deep hitting that perfect spot, making tears well up in your eyes.

“Don’t be so fucking nice to her Deku, you know she’s just a cockhungry whore. She loves being reduced to nothing but a slut, taking every cock she can find.”

You whined at Katsuki’s words, shaking your head. “No, only you guys, only your cocks.”

Katsuki barked out a laugh and mocked your whines. “Only you guys. Such bullshit, you’re too desperate for that.” He leaned forward angling his cock to reach deeper in your hole while wrapping a hand around your throat. He squeezed lightly, enjoying the dazed look on your face.

It wasn’t long before Izuku’s thrusts faltered, whimpers falling from his lips. “I-i’m gonna cum.” He whined, wrapping one arm around your legs and reaching down to rub your clit. You hissed and gripped his arms, digging your nails into his skin.

Bakugou increased his pace, rutting into you and tightening the grip on your throat. “Don’t you fucking cum yet Deku or I swear to god I won’t let you cum for a week.”

Izuku whined, doing his best to hold back his orgasm. You sympathized with him, feeling the familiar warmth of an orgasm approaching.

“Fuck,” Bakugou cursed with gritted teeth. “Fucking cum you two.”

Izuku rutted into you with desperation groaning as he shot warm ropes of cum into you, filling you up to the brim. Bakugou followed with a grunt, his cock throbbing in your tight hole before releasing a load of his cum. The addictive feeling of their cum stuffing you full and Izuku’s fingers in your clit sent a roaring wave loose in your stomach. Before you could utter out a warning, liquid spurt out your cunt soaking their cocks and spattering on Katsuki’s suit.

The two men let out a groan at the sight, Izuku’s cock twitching in your cum filled ass. Bakugou slowly pulled out, watching the cum dribble out your hole and onto the Izuku’s cock, joining the messy concoction of cum.

Izuku enjoyed the warmth of your hole around his cock before pulling out and releasing your legs. You stretched them out, shaking away the numbness before spreading them for Bakugou. He smirked, giving you a rewarding pat on your thigh before dipping a finger in your messy cunt. He scooped up the mixture of your juices and his cum before pressing it to your lips. Your tongue slid out lapping at his finger. Impatient, he shoved it into your mouth chuckling at your twisted face.

“I wonder what people would think of our sweet little assistant being the dirty whore she really is.” Katsuki hummed, pulling his finger out of your mouth. You gave him a drowsy smile enjoying Izuku’s skilled fingers rubbing soothing circles on your shoulders.

“Well…” you trailed off. “I did always find Todoroki attractive.”

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

The Experiment. (Dom!Sehun x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Con-Noncon (you consent to the act for the sake of play), dacryphilia, choking, anal, hair pulling, bondage, fear kink, gagging, slapping, pretend hate sex, puppy kink, orgasm denial, degradation and humiliation. Browse at your own risk.

Y/n gulped as she walked hand-in-hand with her older, much bigger boyfriend and dom, Sehun. A couple of 7 months now, they had soon realised after a few weeks of going out that both of them liked things on the… rougher side.

Today, they were going to try… something, after very careful planning and discussion.

Sehun knew he had to be the responsible one in the relationship always. And so during experiments as well as 'serious' things he didn't play around or let Y/n shy away, sitting her down and planning everything out.

He didn't ever want to hurt her. Not even accidentally.

The couple came to a halt when they reached the trailer placed in the middle of the jungle, Sehun turning to the girl and pushing her closer by the back of her neck before touching his lips to her forehead.

"I love you."

"I love you too… sir." A timid whisper followed the manly voice, her legs in a complete contrast to her scared voice, thighs squeezing against one another to ease the tension between them.

Oh. Her panties were already soaked.

"You know your safe words, pup." The key turned in the lock and Sehun was in character by the time the door to the trailer slowly opened inwards, his grip hardening on the back of her neck as he roughly hauled her in, stepping inside before hitting the lights as she started to whine and struggle.

"Get in here you little whore!" He was amazed by how fast her tears busted out, as if on cue. "Pathetic! Thinking you can fight against your owner! What a bad dog!" Y/n loved the insults as well as the rough grip he had on her hair, moving her before going to close the door. "You, little pup, need lots of training-!"

The man's words were cut short when she grabbed a vase that had been put intentionally there before hitting his arm hard enough with it that his grip on her loosened, aiding the girl in slipping away through the still ajar door.

"I WILL NEVER SLEEP WITH A SICK AND DIRTY MAN LIKE YOU!" The girl shrieked, her bad acting looking like one out of those porn videos as she rushed away from him, Sehun following soon after grunting and cussing. "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"

They knew nobody would come as no one could hear them. This was in the middle of nowhere. They knew it. They had planned it. For weeks.

But something about blindly running in the dark followed by a man so strong and of Sehun's kind, made adrenaline rush through Y/n's veins, her core just getting needier and needier. It was a chilly night. But the fire glowing hotter and hotter deep within her ovaries was providing her enough warm to keep running as tears blurred her vision.

This felt so real. So dangerous. So vicious. Cruel. Terrifying, even.

And she loved it.

The thoughts of what was going to follow this made her knees weak, causing them to buckle up as she went tumbling down against the dead leaves, making her groan as she landed on her chest, wanting to be pounded from behind right there.

"Oh no! Oh no!" She cried harder, sounding more aroused with each word, trying to 'weakly' crawl away as Sehun approached her from behind, clicking his tongue which made her struggle harder. "OH NO SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!"

"Absolutely pathetic" clicking his tongue, the man effortlessly grabbed her ankle, dragging her against the leaves as she squawked and drooled humiliatingly, trying to 'break free' from her 'captor' as he dragged her back to the trailer. "You could have at least tried to run away, tsk. But you're really eager, huh?" The man didn't know if he was in character or speaking in general.

Because his slut of a cumsock was always ready to be fucked by him.

In the most vile of ways.

"OH NO! LEAVE ME! LEAVE ME YOU VILE DIRTY MAN!" Her heart was thumping in her ears as she struggled to act, going a little wordless from the excitement of what was to come, almost stopping completely when he threw her over his shoulder and entered the trailer before locking it shut and walking to the bed, throwing her on it. "OH GOD! OH PLEASE NO!"

"Hold still!" Slapping one of her breasts harshly, Sehun felt himself slipping deeper into his dominant headspace, in which he wasn't so tolerable to any sort of fussing, tearing her skimpy little outfit off. "Sure you want me to let you go huh slut?" Now hitting her cheek, the male said in a stern voice.

"Because from the hooker shit you wear it appears you want anything with a cock real or fake to fuck all of your pathetic little nasty holes" when she started to cry harder and thrash around, the man grunted and pulled-tore her panties off, taking a quick sniff before pushing them in her mouth, the girl's sensitive tongue picking up the salty taste almost instantly.

"Disgusting little whore lying to my face!" Grabbing a handful of hair from the back of her head, the man pulled her head back to have her look up at him before he slapped her again. "When you are practically dripping! Such a nasty little dog I have here!" Another slap on the same cheek before he let go of her hair and slapped her other cheek with his now free hand, pinching and pulling at her now reddening, tear stained cheeks.

Y/n's struggling died down a bit as her pussy pulsated harder, ovaries feeling like they were flipping in satisfaction from the cruel slaps, pupils dilating.

Sehun chuckled as his thumb grazed over her wet lips, own tongue running over his as he stepped on her feet to restrict movement. He loved to make a mess of that pretty face, inserting his thumbs in either sides of her mouth now before pulling at them, index fingers pushing her top lip out of the way to humiliatingly reveal her teeth and gums like she was some lab rat.

"You've been a bad little dog for Master, pup. And you know what happens to bad little dogs?" He stretched her mouth even more, eyes cold as ice as he felt his stiff cock harden now. "Such a pretty sleeve for Master's cock." He whispered under his breath, admiring her stretched open mouth.

Before her lust clouded mind could even decipher what was happening, Sehun had already pulled her over the bed, placing her face first against the mattress before hurriedly locking her hands in place against the headboard with handcuffs he had pulled out of his pockets, lips brushing the shell of the girl's ear as his breath fanned her skin.

"They are taught a lesson they will remember for a lifetime."

A shiver ran down her spine as she shuddered, crying even harder and loving the intensity of it all. He could be so sweet and kind but also so cold and rough. So contrasting but so good.

"Hnnngg~" she couldn't help but grind her ass against his abdomen as the man was hurriedly stripping himself of his clothes, making him chuckle as he slapped her mildly bruised ass, causing the smaller body to jump in defense.

"You sure you don't want this?" Pumping his cock, Sehun grinned as he rubbed his length before Y/n's ass cheeks, landing a slap on one before squeezing it hard and pulling at it, pushing it away from the other one. "Because it looks like you do~" a surrendered nod came from the girl, causing him to chuckle.

It was no news that the girl wasn't much of a fighter against him, always melting into her Master's control.

But now was the time of the promised surprise Sehun had told her of. The twist.

Fishing the bottle of lube out of the pocket of his discarded jacket, the male easily opened it with one hand and squeezed it hard, aiming for the tiny little fairly unused hole that would always have her thrash and whine if touched.

And it always made Sehun go for it even more.

A loud muffled whine erupted from the girl as realisation dawned upon her. Fuck. He was about to give her some good old anal that always had her penguin walking for days.

Oh no!

Y/n wanted- needed stimulation in her aching pussy and she needed it now!

Sehun, on the other hand was enjoying the now genuine struggle, humming to himself a devilishly sweet tone whilst dripping thick drops of the liquid on his cock now, the thick tip already pushing against the tiny hole now.

Readying it for the deal was one thing, but forcing it to open as it desperately tried to reject his cock and push it out was on a whole different level.

"It never manages to amuse me how you think fucktoys like you have a choice against-" biting his lip, Sehun enjoyed the feeling of her warm and tight ring of muscles encased his fat tip, hands carelessly discarding the almost empty lube. "-their… fuck-" The male grunted as he struggled to fit his impressively huge cock up her tiny ass, both hands squeezing her bruising ass before separating the cheeks to help it open up, hips slowly pushing deeper and deeper as Y/n's mouth formed an 'O', fresh tears escaping her eyes as her whole felt as though it were on fire.

But hell…

It burnt so good.

He always made it hurt so good.

"... against their Masters" Sehun was panting by the time he was able to finish his sentence, halting midway before pulling outwards to drill the entry a bit wider before moving his whole cock in, the upper half of Y/n's body going limp against the bed as she whimpered and moaned to the pain, the lower half raised in the air as it was being thoroughly invaded.

"Fuck! Such a tight little dog!" The male grunted as he felt his hips slowly easing up because of the ring of muscles slowly getting used to his cock, not many loud sounds coming from the girl.

"Come here!" Grabbing her neck, Sehun made her sit up straighter on her knees, causing her ass to slide back on his cock as she whined loudly, drool dripping down her chin as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, making Sehun thrust harder as he watched her from the mirror he had installed right above the headboard to watch her in such positions, other hand squeezing and pinching her sensitive and hard nipples.

"Look at yourself, little pup. Look up!" Pulling at her hair from behind until she was looking at him through the mirror with her lust clouded and tear filled eyes, Sehun sped up mercilessly faster, trying to fit his big balls in the hole too. "This is what you are, just a pathetic little cocksock. This is what delusional little fucktoys like yourself-" slapping one of her cheeks he humiliating pushed her nose back, making her blush even harder in embarrassment.

"-get for thinking they can whine about things. Tch. You should be grateful for whatever I give you. Such a bratty pet I have." Her eyebrows were furrowed in pain and concentration as she felt her tits fly back and forth humiliatingly fast due to the powerful thrysts, this sight alone enough to make her cum.

This mirror was such an embarrassment.

Sehun's body draped over Y/n's back as he chased his orgasm, placing his lips against her neck after pushing her hair out of the way, kissing and licking at the skin before sucking at it, one hand choking it and cutting her air supply as the other one trailed down south.

"Tell me when you're close by nodding." Was a much gentle and soft sound as compared to the loud sound of flesh slapping against flesh as his fingers creeped down and between the girl's wet and squishy pussy lips, making her close close in sweet pleasure.

Oh, good heavens. Finally.

What the poor girl found out soon after was that whenever she'd near her orgasm and nod hazily to let him know, Sehun would devilishly grin in the mirror and stop right away, waiting until the build up was gone before starting the torture all over again, an expert at holding back his own.

Why? Just because he simply could.

It was only a good while after that he painted her walls white with his seed and allowed her to cum, removing the torn underwear from her mouth to have relieved sobs tumble out as the girl collapsed against the bed, going limp as the male slowly eased her out of her restraints, gently rubbing them with the pads of his thumbs while whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

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[4dtk]

a sweet bet (jaehyun)

anon: “Hey can I request innocent school boy Jaehyun with freaky bad girl y/n smut?:)” thx for requesting anon! both jae and y/n are the same age, although are around university ages. you can take it in a way that y/n takes up the dom (altho… she’s not so mean) role in this!

fem pronouns. thank u for the challenge! i don’t write fem doms that often so this was interesting to try out :)

content warnings: a bit of fem dom, sub!jaehyun, vaginal penetration, breeding (I'll never let this damn kink go), implications of pegging/strap-on, praise, like one mention of "brat"

NSFW UNDER CUT, MINORS DNI!

“aw, aren’t you such a darling?” you cooed, backing jaehyun up against the door of the classroom as his head covers most of the window on the door. you peak just over his locks to look at the dwindling number of students, most of them heading to class.

“(y/n)-ssi, i-i don’t think we should be doing this-“ jaehyun gasps when you invade his space, nose an inch from the other as his eyes struggle to focus on something.

“so now you’re backing down?” you tilt your head, challenging him. “not when your friends were betting on whether you could even get within a metre of me?”

“y’know… i don’t mind being used for bets or anything, but when someone accepts it like a champ, i expect them to carry it out like one.”

jaehyun sucks in a breath when your arm snakes around his waist, pulling his hips off the comfort of the door. you can tell he’s enjoying it even if his words say otherwise, hips pushing up to get any form of friction for his growing erection.

“proximity wasn’t your bet, right? you just wanted a piece of this pussy, huh?” jaehyun reacts strongly to your use of such a lewd word, swallowing on nothing and making the mistake of dropping his eyes to your lower half.

he timidly nods, breaths coming out short that all he can focus on is your body heat and the words of his friends resonating in his mind. he was happy to take a chance with the popular chick he shared the english literature major with, already envisioning good money that one of his richer friends promised.

why’d they pick you of all people? he wondered why he even said yes when you so clearly had no problem pinning him down. at least the other chick would take her time and beg to be fucked, presenting him with no problem since he’s had a bit of… knowledge from porn.

now, all jaehyun could compare himself to was prey caught in an unfortunate position by its predator. hell, forget about fucking anyone dumb, if anything, he was the one at your mercy.

“you want this, jeong jaehyun?” you ask nonchalantly, eyes already filled with lust at how easily he obeyed to your movements. a widen of his eyes, a bite of his underlip and a curt nod.

you smiled, “good.”

the next minutes were blurry, clouded by hot breaths and wandering hands. your lips moved against jaehyun’s like a sin, tongue slipping into the others’ mouth while he deepens the kiss as much as he can. you can feel his dick on your thighs; he’s rutting against it like a bitch, hesitant hands travelling over your body as it settles over your breasts.

“you’re a good boy, aren’t you? you don’t need to ask for permission.”

with your arms, you’re flipping the two of you over so you’re concealed from the prying eyes of curious students while jaehyun adapts to the new position. he wastes no time to draw your shirt up and bra down, latching his mouth onto your nipples and swirls them around his tongue.

you hum, palming his hardening cock that has his efforts interrupted by the needy moans he lets out. you struggle to hold your own too, his tongue sucking effortlessly while bucking into your hand. it makes you wet, soaking your underwear that you have such a cute boy at your disposal.

you waste no time to push him down to his knees once he’s done, his big doe eyes staring up at you as his hands linger at the waistband of your pants.

“go on,” you mumble breathlessly, sighing in relief when your underwear separates itself from your leaking cunt in a string of arousal, not missing the surprised noise that the other makes. it’s adorable, the way he experimentally places a finger against your slit, rubbing at it like it’s his first time. you shiver when he slips a finger in, holding onto his shoulders while you lean forward at the immense pleasure.

he could call it his first time, although i’ve definitely done it before, god! i’ve practiced making love to my pillow before finding out who was in it for the bet, he thinks. the ‘done it before’ in question only involved pillows and fleshlights, however, but god, nothing compares to the real thing. nothing compares when he can feel you react to his ministrations, thighs shaking at the way your pussy sucks in his slender finger.

“such a g..good boy- ah! can you go faster for me, jaehyun?” you cover your mouth as fast as you can to muffle your moans, grinding down on a single finger that has your face scrunched up in pleasure. he obeys immediately with a flush to his cheeks, pumping his digit at a speed even you couldn’t go at yourself. you let out a gasp when he inserts a second one without warning.

“shit- fuck!” you mewl when his fingers brush up against your clit, observing that his fingers disappearing and reappearing into you makes for an extremely appealing sight. it seems that jaehyun has the same thought, using his free hand to rub his cock that’s forming a tent in his pants. it’s painful, you can tell by the furrow of his brows, but it only fuels the knot in your stomach further.

it’s so appealing that you cum on the spot in a silent scream. your hips have a mind of their own, riding out the orgasm with quickness as your mouth spews profanities and murmurs of jaehyun’s name.

your head hits the wall in a loud thunk, breath heavy from the satisfying climax.

“you did so well, baby. need my help?”

the other’s frantic nods only makes your smile widen, gesturing for him to stand up before your hands reach forward to peel off his pants and soaked briefs. you turn him around, back against your chest when your hand reaches round to wrap around his shaft.

the immediate obscene sounds fill the room, cock hard and wet with pre-cum that jaehyun quivers at the cold air on his dick and your hasty hand that’s stroking him.

jaehyun is thrashing around in your arms, tears threatening to leak from his eyes when you swipe your thumb over his tip. his cries fill your ears like music and you can feel the crystal clear sensation of his hair digging into neck as well as the juices seeping from your pussy.

“(y/n)-ssi- hah… faster please! faster, faster!” he whimpers, head thrown back onto your shoulder. he’s moving against your hand, desperate to chase his high with mouth parted open and eyes closed, he’s there, he’s there, he feels it.

and then you stop. he whines, hips moving on their own accord to feel everything, anything.

“ah, ah, no- stop that.”

you’re turning jaehyun over again, revelling in his full length that you don’t notice his crimson cheeks and messy hair. his forehead is dotted with sweat and he manages out a cute little plea that has you humming.

“are you gonna fuck me good, now, baby?” you pout, drawing a finger down his neck, to his torso and finally resting on his cock.

the shaky breath that jaehyun releases makes you smirk, twitching from the minimal pressure you’ve used. he nods a second later, licking his lips at the dryness that’s taken over them.

“hah… t-that’s it, baby. oh my god, you’re so big…” you moan when he enters you slowly, relishing in the way your soaked cunt provides some lube as the other groans into your shoulder. your bodies are pressed up together with no space in between, the heat of your pussy already causing him to move his hips needily.

“fuck me with all you got, brat,” you spit out, prompting a particularly harsh thrust that has you jerking forward with eyes shut tight.

for someone so shy, jaehyun’s thrusts hit the spot just right, reaching so deep inside of you that you’re hunched over his person. the groans he’s making out only increases your arousal, and combined with the rush of getting caught, it was almost divine how good he’s fucking you.

it’s so divine that you forget that jaehyun was freezing up under your touch earlier, that you forget you’re supposed to be edging him with your words and hands.

“am i doing good, (y/n)-ssi?” the innocence laced within his voice ignites something inside of you, nodding incoherently that you have to give a few seconds before getting your words out.

“mhm- hm- you’re fucking me so good that i can’t even talk, baby. i think that’s- f..fuck- enough proof for you- ah!”

jaehyun basically preens at the praise, burying his face into your neck with the gentleness of a feather while his hips piston in and out of you contrastingly. the squelching noises fill the room like no other, echoing in the classroom that stretches at least two stories, and you’re so tempted to let your whimpers break free, wanting to hear it in the same space that jaehyun’s fucking you in.

“(y/n)-ssi! (y/n)-ssi, oh fuck, baby-“ the pet name slips from his mouth, his movements consisted more of chasing his orgasm rather than pleasing you, but you don’t mind with the way his breaths hit your neck and your sweat mingles with his. you’re grasping onto his shoulders you hard you’re convinced you’re going to dislocate them.

“more, more, more- i want more, (y/n)-ssi,” jaehyun choked out, fisting at your nipples in between his index and thumb. you tremble at the contact, but your hands don’t show it when you brush away the hair that’s stuck to his forehead. his eyes and nose are red, drool falling from the corners of his mouth.

“you’re doing so good, angel.” he moans with the compliment, tears now fully falling as his eyes screw shut at the way you’re clenching around his cock and the way that his balls slap against your cunt lewdly.

“‘m close, (y/n)! mmhhn-!” he doesn’t get the chance to finish his sentence before he’s cumming deep in you, filling you up with his seed. you don’t miss the way his cock throbs inside of you as his cum continues to leak from his cock. in a second, jaehyun fucks the cum back into you, knowing you haven’t came for the second time.

“make me cum like a good boy, jaehyun,” you pant out, playing with your clit as his thrusts become sloppy yet again. he’s cumming again?

you get your answer when you feel another rush of white hot cum stuffed deep into your pussy, filling you to the brim while you reach your own orgasm. your lips let out little pants, while your eyes are fixated on the way jaehyun’s pupils dilate. it’s not long before he pulls out, your juices mixing with his seed which spills out like a bottle without a lid.

it flows down your thighs uncomfortably, but you swipe it up with a finger lingering at the edge of his lips. the other takes your digit with compliance, making a mess and slurping and slobbering all over. it sparks endless ideas in your mind.

“mhm… maybe next time i’ll let you suck on my cock, huh? then i’d fuck you dumb like what you just did to me. whatd’ya say?” the sheepish smile jaehyun gives is all the confirmation you need, even more determined to ruin him silly when he takes two more fingers into his mouth.

he would just have to collect that bet money a hundred times over, because you’d definitely fuck him that many times.

[gubler-me-up]

Caught in the Act

Request: I got a request for you! Spencer is leaving for a big case and won't be back for a week so the reader decide they want to record themselves doing 'it'. And its a lot of degrading and Dom!Spencer you know the drill ;))

A/N: Thanks for the request, anon! The “you know the drill ;))” is SENDING me LMAO I mean I hope I delivered and completed the mission as it was intended to be! Enjoy just pure dirty smut and dom!spencer have fun 🥰✨

Couple: Dom!Spencer/Sub Fem!reader

Category: Smut (NSFW 18+)

Content warning: Swearing, choking, slapping, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, spitting, oral sex (male receiving), fingering, rough sex, degradation, pinching, hair pulling, dom/sub roleplay, sex tape, squirting, male ejaculation, masturbation (female)

Word count: 3.1k

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You rummaged through your desk in your living room. You smiled when you found what you were looking for. Your video camera from last Christmas. Spencer has gotten it for you because you told him how much you wanted to get into film. It hadn’t seen the light of day for three months but you thought today would be the best day to use it.

You hid it behind your back as you walked towards your open bedroom door. You saw Spencer packing his bag. You pouted as you watched him pack because he was leaving you for a case in Oklahoma for a week. Since he wasn’t going to be around for a week, you thought it would be a great idea to spend your last day together making a movie.

You walked up behind him and rested the side of your face on his back. You could feel the vibration of his chuckled before he turned around to look at you. He smiled at you but wasn’t blind to your arms being tucked behind your back. He raised a questionable eyebrow at you as you stared at him with a sly smile.

“What’s behind your back?” He questioned.

“Give me a kiss and maybe I’ll give you a hint,” you said.

He chuckled but obliged to your demands. He leaned in to kiss you and you fell into his lips immediately. He made sure to not leave you yearning for a deeper kiss by making sure your tongue and his tongue played around. You should have known it was too good though because you soon felt him grab the camera from your hands.

“Ugh, that’s not fair. It was supposed to be a surprise,” you said.

“You wanted to surprise me with your video camera?” He asked.

“I mean, kind of. I wanted to make a movie with you, so you know, I can have something to remember you by while you’re gone,” you explained.

“What kind of movie were you thinking about making?” he said.

You rolled your eyes at him as you saw his smirk grow as he waited for you to respond. You grabbed the videocamera back from him as you walked over to the side table next to the bed. You turned it on and made sure the viewfinder was facing outward. You placed it on the table before turning around to look at Spencer.

He still had a smirk on his face as he waited for you to tell him the movie you wanted to make. You turned your head to look at the videocamera and pressed the record button. You turned back to look at him with seduction in your eyes this time. You pulled up your top to reveal your breasts still encased in your bra waiting for him to make a move. You tossed your top on the floor as you watched Spencer look you up while biting his bottom lip.

“Is it clear what type of movie I want to make now?” You asked.

“You want to make a pornography movie?” He asked.

You sighed. “It doesn’t sound sexy when you say the full name.”

He chuckled. “Sorry. You want to make a porn movie?”

You nodded your head. “Yes.”

He nodded his head slightly before placing his bag on the ground. He walked over to you and you could barely hold your excitement back. You bounced on your toes as he approached you. He grabbed you by your neck to hold you still as he planted a quick, overbearing kiss on your lips before he looked deep into your eyes.

“How would you like to be treated for the camera? As my princess or as my slut?” He asked.

You grinned. “I want you to slut me out in front of the camera.”

He chuckled. “Be careful what you wish for.”

You felt his hand move from your neck to the back of your head. He grabbed a bundle of your hair and yanked you to your knees. He yanked your head back so you could look up to him. He didn’t indicate to you any expression of wanting you the way you wanted him but the sound of him urgently undoing his pants told you enough.

“Open wide,” he demanded.

You opened your mouth as wide as it could possibly go since you knew how much he loved when you took the whole of his dick in your mouth. He lowered your head and shoved his dick into your mouth. You gagged as you adjusted to his urgent thrusts in your mouth.

He didn’t give you a second to get into your own groove or catch your breath between thrusts. You made little sound as you gurgled on your spit as your access spit pooled out of your mouth. You saw on his face he had a look of disapproval as he watched you choke on his dick.

“Let the camera hear how a slut moans on a cock not how she chokes on it,” he demanded.

You started to loudly moan around his cock to please him. You watched as his look of frustration turned into a look of content. You played up your moans so he could hear just how much you enjoyed having his dick in your mouth.

He let go of your hair as he stretched his hand towards the video camera. He picked it up and held it towards you. You saw your image on the viewfinder as he continued to thrust into your mouth. You didn’t realize how much you were actually drooling or how watery your eyes looked.

“Does the slut love choking on dick?” He asked.

You moaned a “yes.” He took his free hand and yanked you by your hair to get your mouth off his dick. You moaned as you looked up to the camera. He angled the camera down to focus on the saliva on your breasts before pointing the camera back to your face.

“Take off your bra,” he demanded.

You didn’t hesitate. You unhooked your bra and then threw it to the side without taking your focus off the camera. He let go of your hair before giving you your next instruction.

“Spit on your breasts,” he demanded.

You cupped your breasts and spit in the crease between them. You looked right into the camera as you messaged your saliva all over your breasts.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you next?” He asked.

“Fuck my tits,” you said.

He responded by sliding his dick in-between your breasts. You looked down to watch his dick slide between your breasts. You stuck out your tongue to lick the head of his dick before spitting on it.

“You filthy slut.”

He grabbed your jaw tightly and forced you to look up at him. You tried to look back down at his dick in-between your breasts but his strong grip prevented you from looking down. You had no choice but to look at him glaring down at you as he continued to point the camera in your face.

“Did I tell you to spit on my dick?” He asked.

“No,” you said.

He slapped you on your cheek. “No what?”

“No, sir,” you said.

“Tell the camera how much of a cock sucking slut you are,” he demanded.

“I’m a cock sucking slut,” you said.

He slipped his dick out from between your breasts before stepping out of his pants and underwear completely. You looked up at him waiting for your next command. He started to walk backward and you followed his lead on your hands and knees.

“That’s right, crawl towards the dick,” he said.

He stopped walking before his back touched the wall. You didn’t dare touch him until he instructed you to. You wouldn’t make that mistake again. You wanted to show him how obedient you could be and to have it on tape was a plus. He loved when you took your punishments and his dick like a champ.

“Get up and take off your pants,” he demanded.

You jumped up with no questions asked and slipped out of your sweatpants and underwear. You were about to drop back down on your knees until he grabbed your arm. You looked at him with wide eyes as you waited for his next move.

You were surprised when he kneeled in front of you. You looked down at him to see what he was doing but you already felt it. You felt two of his fingers rapidly pump in and out of you. You moaned loudly as you tried to steady your legs from wobbling so much.

“Is the slut going to squirt for the camera?” He asked.

“I-I’ll…I’ll t-try,” you said.

He inserted another finger in you as he used his thumb to circle your clit. You moaned heavier as your body became hotter and your legs could barely keep you up. The longer you took, the more impatient he became and the rougher he circled his thumb around your clit.

“You fucking stupid slut, squirt for the camera or else,” he demanded.

With a few more circles of your clit, you let out a shriek before squirting all over the camera lens. He immediately retracted his fingers from inside you before he stood up. He grabbed your neck to bring your mouth closer to the camera lens.

“I said squirt for the camera not squirt on the camera. Lick up your slut juices. Quickly,” he demanded.

You stuck out your tongue and started to lick up every last drop of your juices off of the camera. You made eye contact with him a few times while you licked the lens. You could see him watching your every move carefully. You could tell he was ready to fuck the sense out of you as soon as you were done cleaning up your mess.

You leaned away from the camera and licked your lips to indicate to him you enjoyed it. He let go of your neck briefly to slap you on your cheek before wrapping his hands around your neck again. He forced you to look directly into the camera as you could hear his breathing increase from behind it.

“Let the camera know what a dirty slut you are for liking the way you taste,” he said.

“I’m a dirty slut who loves my slut juices,” you said.

“You love it huh? I thought your disgusting slut mouth loved my cum,” he said.

You slightly nodded your head. “I do. I’m a huge cum slut.”

“Let the camera know how many times in one day I’ve cum in your mouth. Don’t lie,” he said.

“Four times,” you said.

“Show the camera how a cum slut takes cum in her mouth,” he said.

You opened your mouth wide and stuck out your tongue. You could see him break into a smile as he probably remembered the day you were talking about. The thought of him remembering your mouth full of his cum was enough to make you wet all over again.

He angled the camera to the side so it showed both of you from your side profiles. He leaned you in closer to him before spitting in your mouth. You smiled as you swallowed his spit. He slapped you across the face again before grabbing your jaw to pull you right in front of his face.

“Where are your fucking manners?” He coarsely whispered.

“Thank you, sir,” you whispered.

“Now lay down on the bed and touch your pussy like the ungrateful fucking slut you are,” he whispered before letting go of your neck.

You scurried over to the bed to lay down. You propped your legs back and wrapped your arms around your thighs to keep them in place. You looked up at Spencer who was looking back at you with the camera pointed at your face. You looked towards his dick which looked even harder than before.

You bit your lip as you stared at it hungrily. You started to rub your fingers up and down your folds as you thought about how close he was to fucking you. He moved the camera’s focus down to you playing with yourself.

“Finger your tiny slut hole and say what you want,” he demanded.

You stuck two fingers in yourself and slowly started to pump your fingers in and out. You let out whimpering moans as you watched him filming you. He then pointed the camera at you to catch you saying what he wanted to hear.

“I want you your big cock in me. I want you to expand my hole so bad,” you moaned.

He pointed the camera back down to watch you fingering yourself. He took his free hand and placed it on your clit. You gave your clit a quick pinch. You let out a wild shriek.

“You think your slut pussy deserves my cock?” He asked.

“I do. I’d do anything for you to fuck me,” you whimpered.

He pointed the camera towards your face. “Because you’re what?”

“Because I’m your slut. I only belong to you. I only want your cock. I only want your cum.”

He grabbed your hand and forced your fingers out of you. He replaced it with the feeling of the tip of his dick outside of your whole. You moaned as you looked down in anticipation. He pointed the camera down to film his little teasing session. He slowly pushed his tip in enough to make you moan senselessly but would take it out just as quick.

You found yourself moaning ‘please’s’ to him as he continued to tease you. He didn’t look up at you once. He continued to tease you as he completely ignored your pleas.

“My slut pussy needs to get railed, please. I need it so bad. I need it, please,” you started to beg as his teasing started to get to you.

He pointed the camera back up at you to see how sexually distraught you looked. Your face soon changed when you felt him shove his dick into you. Your mouth dropped and you let out a loud shriek as he started to give you what you begged for. You could barely even form a proper sentence to thank him properly.

“You begged for dick and now you look like you can’t handle it. Say how much your slut pussy loves it or else you get nothing,” he said.

“My slut pussy loves your dick for fucking me so good,” you screamed.

He slapped you on your breast. “Don’t fucking stop talking.”

“I’m such a slut for you,” you screamed.

He squeezed your breast. “Keep fucking talking.”

“I wanted to record you fucking me so you’ll always know I’m your slut,” you screamed.

“Oh? Is that so? Are you going to masturbate to this while I’m gone?” He asked.

“I so fucking am,” you screamed.

He started to fuck you harder which made it nearly impossible for you to say anything. With the camera still pointed at your face you could see yourself in the viewfinder. You looked as if you had lost your mind. You thought his main reason for pointing the camera at your face so often was because he loved seeing you look so wild as he fucked you.

“I’m going to fuck your slut pussy so good you won’t need to masturbate to this,” he said as he continued to ram his dick into you.

You shrieked out a ‘yes’ as you tried to catch your breath in-between thrusts. He finally lowered the camera to show his dick ramming into you. You watched him film it as you watched him fuck you in real-time. You didn’t dare mess up the scene for him even though your hands were getting sweaty and were slipping from your thighs.

He soon took out his dick and started to rapidly stroke it. You looked at his dick with eager eyes as you waited for him to finish. He pointed the camera at you again. You made sure to make eye contact with the lens.

“I’m going to cum on your pussy and then I want you to clean it up. Understood?” He asked.

“Yes, sir,” you whimpered.

He pointed the camera back down to film himself stroking his dick. With a few more strokes of his hand, he let out a satisfied groan as he came on your pussy. He moved the camera closer to get a good view of his cum dripping down your pussy.

“That’s how a slut pussy is treated,” he said.

“Mhm,” you said.

You let go of your thighs and took your right hand to scoop up what you could of his cum. He followed your every move with the camera. He watched as you placed your cum covered fingers in your mouth and licked off every drop before going for seconds.

“Does the slut like that?” He asked.

“Yes, sir,” you said as you put your newly cum covered fingers in your mouth again.

He grabbed your jaw again. “Open up.”

Before you could open your mouth up fully, he spit in the direction of your mouth but it landed on your bottom lip. You smiled as you gladly licked it up. He gave you one last slap across the face before grabbing your chin and sticking his thumb in your mouth.

“You were a fucking good slut today for the camera. Did you love being a slut for the camera?” He asked.

“I fucking loved being a slut for the camera,” you said.

“What should your porn name be?” He asked.

You smiled. “Spencer’s cum slut.”

He chuckled. “I like that. I like that a lot. Now sign off how your porn personality would.”

“This is Spencer’s cum slut and I just got fucked by Dr. Spencer Reid and I loved it,” you said.

“Perfect, baby,” he said.

He removed his thumb from your mouth. He turned off the videocamera and tossed it aside. He looked at you with a huge smile on his face before he leaned down to kiss you. He pulled away to admire you and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Was I really that good today, doctor?” You asked.

“You were more than really good. You were amazing,” he reassured you.

You smiled. “Does that mean I can masturbate to our sex tape while you’re gone?”

He smirked. “Only if you make me a copy for the road.”

“Of course, sir,” you said before kissing him to seal the deal.

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[1-800-sope]

Tag, You’re It (M)

paring: Jungkook x reader

rating: M

Gener: Yandere 

Warnings : Kidnapping 

Summery: They always say it’s someone you know, someone that you are close to that turns out to be a psycho freak, you just weren't expecting it to be your hot innocent next door neighbor.

Inspired by Tag, You’re It by queen mel <3

BTS Masterlist

“Looking at me through your window

“Boy, you had your eye for a little”

“Hi Y/n.” Jungkook, your friendly neighbor shouted from across the yard as he spotted you. “Good afternoon Jungook, How are you?” You shouted back mirroring his smile. “I’m doing good just got done with some grocery shopping.” Jungkook responded displaying the plastic bags he was holding in his arms.

With that you let out a groan as you inserted your key in the lock. “That reminds me, I have to do some shopping of my own.” A chuckle escaped from jungkook.

“I’ll cut you up and make you dinner

You’ve reached the end, you are the winner.”

“Say if you don’t have food, I hope i’m not overstepping but why don’t you come over for dinner tonight.” Jungkook asked innocently, biting his lip as he eyed you from the sided. You focused on opening your front door trying to ignore the pounding in your chest. “As much as I would enjoy that Mr. Jeon, I have some homework to get to tonight.” You said as you looked up at him. Your door was now unlocked but you didn’t want to go inside, not yet at least. You wanted to savor this moment with your overly extremely hot next door neighbor.

Jungkook nodded his head as he went to open his own front door. “Well I wish you all the luck on that homework, but just know my offer still stands.” To anyone that would have seem like an innocent invitation, to YOU it was an innocent invitation. but to Jungkook it was far from innocent. 

-

“Rolling down your tinted window

Driving next to me real slow, he said”

Jogging through the neighborhood was one of the things you did every morning five days out of the week. You would jog around the block two times, stop by Mrs. Kim’s daughters lemonade stand grab a drink and continue. It was all apart of the routine.

But having a suspicious black BMW slow down as it turned down the street you were making your way down was not apart of the rutie. 

You were an observant girl, always aware of your surrounds, you liked to be kept on your toes never getting too comfortable, some might call you paranoid. So when you turned your head and caught site of the slowed down car you picked up your pase. But so did the car.

“Howdy Neighbor.” A familiar voice called out as the car was now next to you. “oh my god Jungkook!” You jumped back face flush with a beating heart. God this boy will give you a heart attack one day.

Jungkook looked at you with innocent eyes. “Are you alright?” He asked as you stopped and placed both of your hands on your knees, taking in deep breaths. 

“Yes, you just scared the living daylights out of me that’s all.” You chuckled leaning back up whipping some sweat off of your forehead, when you make eye contact with him your face flushed.

gross and sweaty in front of the handsome neighbor way to go Y/n,

“Oh my bad I didn’t mean to.” He quickly spoke with a sincere look in his eyes. You laughed and shook your head. “It’s okay Jungkook, Just don’t drive so creepy next time.” 

“Let me take you for a joyride

I’ve got some candy for you inside.”

“Say, I just got back from the store and I have some popsicles it is a hot day, would you like any?” Jungkook asked with a sweet smile that almost made you say yes right away.

You watched as the young man reached in the back of his car behind the driver's seat, you took note on how the ink on his muscular arms looked extremely good

when he pulled forward a box of popsicle you looked away not wanted to get caught drooling over him. “Thank you Jungkook.”You smiled as you watched him open the box. Your mouth instantly watered.

“Come eat it inside.” Jungkook said. You watched in confusion as he leaned over and open the car door. “Oh I really shouldn’t” feeling self conscious you took a step back. 

“Nonsense, The popsicle will melt while it’s out there, and do you really wanna hold a sticky stick while you run.” He looked at you with a teasing smile. 

Giving up you rolled your eyes and got into the car. “that’s a good girl.” Jungkook said as you shut the door face now more flushed than before and chest pounding that you pray to the gods he can’t hear it.

‘What flavor do you want?” He asked dismissing the comment he just made. You on the other hand had the words still repeating in your head. Another puls feeling shot through you but this one was not in your chest.

“Is there Orange.” You mastered to ask as you let out an awkward cough hoping he just thinks your flustered state is from the morning run. “Let me take a look.” He mumbled digging through the box.

“If not cherry is fine, you know i’m okay with any flavor except grape. the grape ones-”  “taste like medicine” You and Jungkook said at the same time. You nodded. “You're in luck missy, I found an orange.” He playfully smirked holding up the orange flavored popsicle.

-

It’s been four weeks since your encounter with Mr. Hottie neighbor and you were thankful for that. Yes Jungkook was nice company but you won’t be able to go another minute with your heart going crazy like it was going to blast out of your chest.

It was currently 1:30 am and you were laying on your living room couch trying to finish up your thesis statement for one of your college courses, that when the third rumble of your stomach hit and you got fed up. 

grabbing your car keys and throwing a jacked over your tank top you made your way out the door and to your car. One of the perks of being a college kid is being broke, ordering takeout for three weeks straight really put a dent in your pocket.

starting your car up you drove to the nearest corner store that was open.

-

pulling into the parking lot you failed to notice how it was almost empty except for wo other cars.

stepping out you didn’t bother to lock your car door the goal of getting in and getting out was the on thing that filled your mind.

“Running through the parking lot

he chased me and he wouldn't stop”

Once you were done paying you quickly grabbed your bag and pushed open the door, the cold air greeting you in the procese sent a shiver down your spine. was it worth it to go out in your pajama shorts and a tank top, looking around you took in how dark it was. no it wasn’t.

quickly opening your car door you placed the bag next to you and the keys inside. taking a peaky through the rear view mirror. That’s when you saw it

There was a person in the backseat of your car but before you could let out a bloody scream they placed the a white cloth over your mouth. 

Now you were fully regretting going out tonight.

Not taking in a deep breath you reached your hand out to the cup holder next to you grabbing the paper spry you through your arm back and pressed down on it, the attacker cussed and moved their hand. 

not wasting a minute you got out the car and did what anyone in their right mind would do. You ran. you heard the car door slam shut and you knew they got out too the fast footsteps that started to follow you proved it. but you didn’t stop, you didn’t look back. 

“Grab my hand, pushed me down

took the words right out my mouth”

You felt the hands on you, the force pushed you to the ground as a hand went clasping around your mouth muffling your scram, a muscular arm wrapped around your waist bringing you back up.

no 

no 

no 

This was not happening, You were not done for. You couldn't wouldn't except this faith and that's why you did everything your self defense classes taught you. You slammed your foot on this psycho’s toes and he released you again with a cuss.

if you would have listened. you would have noticed that the voice sounded oddly familiar.

but before you can even get one step away something hard came in contact with the side of your head sending you straight to the gourd.

your blurry vision filled with large black boots and then you lost consciousness.

-

You slowly opened your eyes, gretted to a dim light and a room with four walls, no windows in sight. just a door. panic rushed through your body and you tried to move that’s when you noticed you were hanging.

A thick rope wrapped around your wrist was hanging you up from the ceiling nothing was supporting your feet.

“Enie meenie miny mo”

A voice was heard from behind you, it made your heart stop. 

“Get your lady by her toes”

You felt something brush against your ankle and you let out a piercing scream. The sinister sound turned into a child like giggle.

“If she screams, don’t let her go” it sung.

A choked sob escaped you as the tears started to run down your face. “Whyy why why why.” You whispered to weak to speak.

“Shhh shhh, it’s okay love.” The voice cooed as a hand was gently brushing down the side of your head.

The presence of your abductor finally showed itself,  they were now standing in front of you holding those familiar innocent doe like eyes.

“J-Jungkook?” 

“Howdy neighbor.” 

[celestialmango]

Scared prey, gentle Pred, artificial monster Pred, honestly this stuff is very loosely based on a dream I had last night. Reader insert, (I don't know if what the pred feels is romantic or platonic. You decide) a dude gets the shit beat out of him off screen.

🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭🍡🥭

You're shaking and sobbing with your hands covering your mouth as you try to quiet yourself so you won't be found, you can't escape, they're in the hall that leads to the exit of the experiment containment part of the facility carved out inside of a cavern and you're locked inside one of the adjoining rooms. You flinch at the crushing and snapping of bone and smell copper in the air, tears well up in your eyes at the sounds, You remember how this situation started in the first place and choke on air at the smell you know is blood.

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"Is it ready?" Your teammate asked you close to the route the race will be on, the route made up of different obstacles starting with a forested area followed by rocky terrain and finishing off with a water based obstacle, you smile cheerily 'yeah, our driver here should be.' you pay the shoulder of the semi-robotic being of flesh and metal, "well I finish the vehicle it can-" you interrupt 'don't call them an it.' Your teammate sighs "(y/n) it's not even sentient." You gasp and clap your hands over the ears of the unresponsive four armed creature sitting on the crate in front of you 'how dare!'

Your teammate sighs and pinches the bridge of their nose"alright fine, they, so they can drive it. Better?" You let go of the beings ears, 'much, thank you. So the other teams are pretty much ready so we just need to get them in the vehicle and I'll monitor their vitals right?' you had been added to this team recently and the monster had already been made when you got there a few months back, you had been added on after a scuffle between the previous caretaker of the creature and the team leader left with them getting kick out of the team.

The creature continues to stare forward empty eyed and unmoving reminiscent of a doll sat on a shelf and left there, your job was to check it over and keep an eye on it's vital signs but honestly, you have kinda abused your position and would sometimes just go vent to it, even though you know it was no better than talking to a stuffed animal but you always felt better afterwards, you finish getting them ready and help move them into the multi-terain vehicle. 'so this is just the preliminary right? Why do you alchemists and mages make these guys in the first place? And why the race?' you finally decide to ask the team lead the big questions.

"Yes to the first, second to test our skills and about the race bit? That part's just for fun." They answer as you both get into place, 'you magic dudes are weird' "heh heh, well you took the job, what's that say about you?" you huff like you're offended but your smile gives you away. A shot goes off and the race starts. Thing go fine with the first two terrains, but something goes wrong with the third, 'Hey we need to pull back something's wrong, what is that?!' some sort of dark mass starts trying to drag all the vehicles under. "What the hell?!" Your team lead yells at the coordinator "I thought you said the path was cleared!" They dash over to where you are still monitoring the wildly fluctuating vital signs of the artificial being, "shit."

The team lead overrides the vehicle and manages to snap it free and have it return to start, the rest of the teams not so lucky the vehicles crush or dragged under, as their creation skids to a stop neither of you notice the tiny oily splotch of black slip into the cracks of the vehicle and sink into the creatures skin. Team lead opens the cockpit and drags the still doll like construction out and while they check the vehicle you check over the artificial monster concerned.

"Fuck it's shot, I'm going to have to replace so many parts, how's our driver?" You look up from where your crouched over the still form, 'alive, doesn't look hurt, you guys built them pretty sturdy' your team lead sighs. "Well somebody sabotaged the race, in anycase we'll take them back to the under lab facility to monitor them and make sure there's nothing wrong." You give them a concerned look but nod.

-------

Deep inside the lab you enter a hall filled with empty rooms to hold experiments that lock from the outside, you both set the creature in their room on their bench, your team leader leaves before you and turn to the creature cup on it's cheeks with your hand, inanimate they may be you still got attached,brush their cheek with your thumb as you speak softy 'i was worried about you but I'm sure it will be okay' you say mostly just to reassure yourself before you let your hand fall away and walk out of the room, before you shut the door you give the creature your final parting words 'night big guy.' Before you shut and lock the door.

the creatures finger twitches of its own volition.

-------

Hours later you're finished up paperwork when you feel a gun pressed to your head, you freeze up,"take me to my creation or I'll blow your brains out" it's the previous caretaker, you want to live so you do as asked, you take them into the experiment containment hall and lead them to the room the creature is stored in, they throw you into the room across the hall and lock you in before opening the other room to see the four armed being still sitting where you left them.

They stand in front of it, it's hair is covering it's face, "you're coming with me you abomination, what a wrenched thing." they reach out a hand to yank the creature to it's feet when one of their hands snaps up and grabs their wrist, the creature raises it's head and levels a terrifying glare at their ex-caretaker as a bone chilling raspy voice leaves their throat "don't call me that."

-----

That was when the sounds of screaming and the snapping of bone started to sound and you had huddled up in a corner in fear and started sobbing terrified, that's what led up to now.

Your panick breath and a stiffled sob cause them to snap their head to the room you're locked in as they drop their unconscious punching bag, as you hear their footsteps appoch your tears get heavier, a screech of metal as the rip the door of it's hinges, with the light behind them their form as well as cold and hostile face terrify you more as their eyes glow in the darkness, "you...." You flinch at their voice. "I remember you..." They start to approach you and your teary eye squeeze shut as you try to make yourself as small as possible.

You don't see their expression twist at this, they know they don't like this, they don't like you looking like this, but they feel so empty now and you-....they crouch in front of your frightened form and one set of hands grasps your own and the other set cups your face and rubs your cheeks with their thumbs wiping tears away, "shhhh, hey, shhhh, hey look at me." Their voice soft as they address you , your heart still pounding in your chest and still choking on sobs quietly you open your eyes and look at them.

Their expression toward you is different then when you first saw them after the ripped open the door, different from when you first came here, there's life in their eyes now, they're no longer glazed over and their expression looks a bit sad. "Shhhh, I remember you, you'll be okay" you whimper as they pull your face closer to them and the set of hands that were holding yours pin your arm to your sides "shhhh, shhhh, it's okay" they say as their jaw unhinges and their maw streaches open causing your eyes to widen and tears to start rolling down your face again.

They shove your head in and swallow, they groan, you're the best thing they've ever tasted, being a construct they never needed food, but they suppose you don't know that seeing as you kept feeding them, their hands that had previously grasped your face now pin your arms to your side and the others move down as you try to squirm away, they swallow again and you slip further inside their throat as a whine escape you, you feel their hand gently squeeze at you as they swallow again and you sink in further into the grasp on their tight muscles as the continue to speedily pull you inside. They stand and tilt themselves and your lower torso and now pinned leg into the air with a thick gulp you're dragged in to your thighs.

One set of their hands rubs their stomach as it fills uncomfortably and they wince, they've never swallowed this much before, you continue to sob softly as their other set of hands keeps you from flailing and grip firmly before shoving and gulping thickly, their gut feeling more painful the more of you they stuff inside, they continue to do this repeatedly until your shoes are all that's left outside their maw, they remove them and swallow, sealing your fate as you're crammed tightly inside their stomach, they feel sick but at the same time it feels really good, they place all four hands on their distended gut that groans and gurgles as if to protest what they've done and rub at it, drool running down their chin feeling you shake and hearing your sobs they start again "shhhh" the press a bit firmer as the rub putting more pressure on your tightly curled form cradled by gurgling flesh that just scares you more

"Uh-gah" they gasp in discomfort but continue "shhhh, it's okay, it'll be okay" they know they've scared you, but they just felt so empty, but you're in there now, now they feel full and warm "shhhh" that goo did something to them, gave them a sentience they didn't have before, but it could never give them what you have, they remember everything from before they were awakened, "uhmmm" they groan in pleasure as they feel you squirm inside them. As much as they'd love to just sit down and enjoy the feeling they know they have to get out of here now.

-------

They wonder deeper into the woods as they continue to rub at their wriggling gut before finding a place to hide themselves and sit down to enjoy the feeling as they continue from where they left off trying to soothe both their stomach and you, their belly now used to the feeling of being stretched and filled so much. "MMmmm, shhhh, not gonna hurt you" and they won't, "you'll be okay." Physically. "I love you" and they mean it, they got more attached to you than you did them.

[cherry-gemz]

Only You: Ransom Drysdale x You

Summary: You and Ransom are an unlikely pair: different social classes, different personalities. But you find yourself together, but after an eventful evening, will it last?

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: 18+, mention of smut, slight dom!/sub!, tw violence, anger, roleplaying

A/N: My entry for @the-ce-horniest-book-club drabbles. This is meant to be silly roleplay. Just what the reader and Ransom do to spicy things up. I do not condone violence or any aggressive behavior. Everyone has consent. Under 18 DNI, pls.

Prompt: "I can't believe you're ending it over something so ridiculous!"

"I can't believe you're ending it over something so ridiculous!"

"It's not ridiculous. I saw it with my own eyes."

"You're crazy!"

"You better believe it, doll, but I'm not stupid. I know when two people have slept together."

"Ran, you need to get your eyes checked!" You spat and threw your drink at his face. The rest of the restaurant viewed the lover's spat and couldn't look away.

He wiped the drink from his face and shook the excess off from his hand. A devilish smirk appeared and then his face remained still.

Maybe I went too far, you thought. He's going to kill me.

***

Ransom Drysdale. His name was well known in the tri-state area: prolific playboy, a different woman on his arm every week. The only child of Richard Drysdale and Linda Thrombey, and grandson of Harlan Thrombey, a successful writer and mystery novelist extraordinaire. His arrogance and charisma originally turned you off though.

As the New England Club tennis instructor, you found yourself loathing the bratty socialite at first. His extreme good looks and physique were of course delicious to look at, but when he started up lessons with you, you nearly quit. He was a cocky son-of-a-bitch. Never much for small talk on the court.

The Thrombey's in general were self pretentious jerks; leeching off the renowned writer that started his publishing company from the ground up. Not quite old money, but definitely not new. No, the Thromby's were definitely fat cats when talking of wealth and status, but underneath all the designer clothing and flashy cars were hypocritical jerks and wankers. They weren't the self made millionaires as they proclaimed. No, Daddy Thrombey had every part in their success. Without his help, they'd be a fisherman's family.

But Ransom, oh Ransom. You were abhorrently disgusted at how he talked to the staff at the club. Shouting at the waiters when they got his whiskey or scotch order incorrect. Tossing plates at the hostess when his steak wasn't prepared to his likening. Even the pro shop boys were afraid of him that one time he went all Mcintyre on his newly strung racket.

But with you he was different. No, with you he was charming, polite...sweet even. Which made you weary even more of his intentions. He hadn't half bad at the game either, you thoroughly enjoyed playing a match with him. He took a lot of his aggression and stress out on the court and it was fun being competitive.

Eventually he asked you out for a drink, after two times of declining you accepted...mainly because you were curious of how a lazy, spoiled, man-child that was pushing early thirties, could still be so damn attractive.

So that date became two...those two dates became a month. And before you knew it, you were together six months and shocked that he was still entertained. The girls at the front desk were always flirting with him, but ever since you two were dating, he only had eyes for you.

And you for him. Until one night at a local restaurant, where while you waited for him to arrive, you sat at the bar nursing your dry martini. The man that Ransom accused you of sleeping with was attractive. A bit older than what you'd dated in the past, but attractive nonetheless.

"Here alone?" His voice was like butter as he pulled the stool next to you. You crossed your legs and flashed a thigh, your elongated stems were velvety and smooth from a wax appointment earlier that morning. You bit into the green olive and pulled it slowly off the wooden pick, your lips pursed and enticing, stained with a bordeaux wine color.

"Not exactly," you purred as you looked him up and down. His trim physique and armani suit was to be impressed by.

"Well, if you were my date I would never leave your side," he replied as he motioned to the bartender.

You leaned over the bar, pushing your chest up, giving ample viewing.

"Is that right?"

"Indeed. Why, I would kiss the ground you walk on, you're Aphrodite in the flesh."

You smile and giggle at the attention you receive. Unaware that Ransom had arrived and was watching the two of you from afar. The man slinked his hand on your thigh and you startle.

"I have a hotel room not too far from here, what do you say?"

You chest began to burn at the touch of his rough hands. Hands you were not used to. Why, the ones that would caress you down were soft, strong, and lean. Ones that never worked a day in their life.

You grab his hand and twist his wrist and unrelent. Gritting a smile through your teeth, you whisper in the intruder's ear.

"I say, if you lay another finger on me, you'll be peeing through a catheter for a week."

The man whimpered as you released your grip. Ransom barged between you two and decked him square in the jaw.

"You asshole!" He shouted as some patrons screamed. "Don't touch her."

Your intruder fell flat to the ground and everyone stared.

"C'mon, Y/N," Ransom's voice bellowed.

"I'm not done with my drink," you jest.

"I'll buy you a million more elsewhere, let's go."

The man got up slowly and rubbed his jaw, he started to yell obscenities, but security arrived and whisks him away.

"Did you know that guy?" He demanded. His east coast accent always came out thicker when he raised his voice.

You cooly take a sip of your drink, "What? Of course not."

"Yous looked like you did."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means, I'm not here for like five seconds and you already have a guy drooling over you. You let him touch you, Y/N!"

"I didn't let him do anything," you pull your compact out of your clutch and fix the crease of your eyelid makeup and brush it with your finger. You snap your compact shut and you can feel Ransom's temper build. His blood boiling, the nerve of that man. Touching you. Thinking that he could satisfy you. It got you hot that Ransom was jealous.

"Well what did you say to him? I saw you whisper in his ear!"

"I just warned him to not touch me again. I can handle myself Ran."

"You've been sleeping with him."

"That's rich, Ransom."

"Tell me I'm wrong."

You look at him dead straight in the eye, "You're wrong." His chest puffed, his cheeks red. He was showing a different side of him.

"Ransom doesn't like to share," you smirk and he slips his hand behind the small of your back.

"I won't ask again, Y/N. Let's go."

You sit up from the stool, "That was you asking?"

"You know what, Y/N…"

"What?"

"We're over."

Your heart drops to your stomach and you want to puke. We're over? Why? Because of some dumb misunderstanding? Is he serious?

"I can't believe you're ending it over something so ridiculous!"

"It's not ridiculous. I saw it with my own eyes."

"You're crazy!"

"You better believe it, doll, but I'm not stupid. I know when two people have slept together."

"Ran, you need to get your eyes checked!" You spat and threw your drink at his face. The rest of the restaurant viewed the lover's spat and couldn't look away.

He wiped the drink from his face and shook the excess off from his hand. You storm out of the restaurant with him quickly behind you. Your heels pound on the cement as you turn the corner around the dark building. The sound of the harbor waves and the rocking of the boats can be heard from a distance.

"Y/N."

You continue to stride along the brick wall, the moon shone above the inked sky.

"Y/N!" He repeated as he grasped you by the hips. You peered into his blue eyes and searched for answers. He stared intently into yours and didn't say anything. Within seconds, he smashed his lips onto yours, smearing the once perfectly colored lips. His hands cupped your face with a strong hold and you grabbed his dress shirt collar and pressed your body into his.

His hands roam up and down your silhouette, then they find themselves on your globes and he clutches your ass.

He grunts through the kiss as you sigh seductively. He peppers his kisses down your cheek to your neck and sucks on your chest, leaving a mark.

"Ran…" you say breathlessly as his left hand trails up your thigh.

"You are mine…" he coos as you nod.

"Yes, baby…"

"He had no right to touch you."

"No, it was bad. You taught him a lesson."

"You've been bad, it's your turn for a lesson," he whispers in your ear as he inserts his tongue and runs it along your lobe. Chills rub up and down your body and you build a pool between your legs.

"So bad…" you tease.

"Y/N…" he says as you grasp his excitement through his trousers.

"Did you mean it?"

"Mean what baby?" He asks as he slips a digit beneath your panties.

"That we're over," you squeak as you close your eyes and he continues to pleasure you.

"Yes…" he ramps up his ministrations and you grab his wrist, unhappy with his answer. He smiles devilishly.

"Ransom!"

He stops, but doesn't leave his hand from your folds. He looks earnestly in your eyes, even though the unlit side of the restaurant, you can tell he's exposed and being real.

"In ways that I'm done hiding, baby. No more. I want you to be my girl, I want to tell everyone."

This is the Ransom that you know, not the man who hated his family and has never had a nice thing said about him. No, he's a complicated one, but he's yours.

"W-what?" You choke. You had been on the down low all these months considering you were his tennis instructor. You'd be fired for breaching the conflict of interest with a client, and you weren rich like him. The strutiny you'd receive from his family, from the town. All eyes would be on you. He cups your cheek with his free hand.

"Move in with me, baby. I'm crazy about you. I don't want anyone else. You're it, doll."

"Ran…"

"What do you say?" He asks as he starts to pleasure you once again and stifle a giggle.

"You are nuts," you reply as you see stars.

"Fine. But next time I choose the roleplaying, tonight got out of hand," you say and shove him playfully.

"Sure thing, baby. Whatever you say."