#Dick: I take it back mb

[hijinxinprogress]

Coffee addict Never sleeps Tim drake ❌ 

Solving cases in his sleep off 87 energy drinks Tim Drake ✅

The coffee addict never sleeps perpetually tired Tim Drake thing is a widely accepted headcanon however that was elementary school tim but after he stayed up for a week straight subsisting entirely on coffee to decipher the bat weekly patrol schedule and how it aligns with rogue attacks/Arkham breakouts, he crashed then when he woke up it was fucking wednesday so he missed his chance to commemorate his discovery with pictures of Robin and he decided that shit would never happen again and made himself an ‘efficient’ sleep schedule so he could run around doing fuck shit, add to his robin shrine, and stay on honor roll bc he was even more pissed to see the gotham gazette had pictures of Robin with an on site interview credited to Vicki Vale (listen bowl cut tim had a one sided beef with vicki vale that included tim judging who gets better pics of the bats but she isn’t even aware that she’s competing with a whole ass child 😭 he’s sitting at the table with a mug of orange juice and looks at the newspaper snorts and goes ‘fucking amateur I could do better’) 

Regularly unsupervised tiny businessman in training Tim ‘Ten hours of uninterrupted sleep?? That’s so inefficient not to mention fucking stupid’ Drake is so pissed he missed getting shots of Robin dropkicking a rogue from 6 six stories up (for absolutely no reason dick just thinks it’s fun) that he just takes at least 3 hour naps every eight hours 😭 he refuses to spend almost half a day sleeping ‘for no reason when he could be doing something productive’ 

And he still does this as a bat but it’s just easier to tell if he didn’t take his nap bc he has less than zero impulse control and he’s just fucking done with everything like the gcpd is terrified bc tim’s saying shit like ‘This guys a fucking moron, I could’ve done this in half the time without killing anyone fucking loser doesn’t he know if you keep them alive you can prolong the torture?’ and ‘you’re like all hysterical and for what 🤨 ‘you blew up 83% of Bristol waah’ stfu and fucking rebuild it?? It’s only rich mfs that live there, it’s just a matter of them opening their fucking wallets’ once a new recruit made the mistake of asking if robin had adult supervision regularly and Tim responded with ‘well if you’re gonna snitch to cps like a little bitch then yeah’ and that cop did snitch so tim fucking doxxed him

Yj has just accepted that sometimes they will find tim in an air vent, on the roof, in one of their closets, or something just fucking knocked out then an alarm will go off and he’ll just get up like nothing happened but for the first couple of months they were probably concerned bc ‘I’ve never seen you sleep?? wtf are you on man’ and Tim’s confused bc ‘I slept next to you this morning wdym??’ and that’s how yj discovers tim sleeps with his eyes open

But one of the worst things about Tim’s ‘time efficient sleep schedule’ nonsense is that it fucking works he’s one of the most well rested and coherent bats even after back to back Arkham breakouts however the absolute worst thing about his sleep schedule is the likelihood of going into the cave and seeing tim staring in a daze but wide eyed yet somehow never blinking at the batcomputer with 57 tabs open on top of being unresponsive and thinking he has a fucking concussion or he’s been replaced but he’s just doing case work while muttering nonsense in his fucking sleep for some reason

[finsplurtz]

Dude idk how to explain it but there’s smth about ur fics i love….if ur taking requests can u do one for yuuji? Hes kinda dumb and he was basically a jock before he got into jujutsu tech so one with some corruption kink?

— thankuu I’m glad u enjoy my writings, I try my best. Hope you enjoy this one too<3

dumb slut — yuuji.itadori

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Yuuji Itadori

— contents : dumb yuuji (I love him) , corruption kink , virgin yuuji , is called a slut like once , overstim , creampie….if u rlly think abt it , passing out nd yeah.. mb if i got smth wrong

warnings : virginity loss erm think not much of a warning… blud is aged up btw

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You stared down at the pink haired guy with a confused look. … did he seriously not get the hint..?

You’ve been flirting and sending hints that you wanna sleep with him. At some point you almost gave up and thought maybe he was playing stupid to not hurt your feelings or something, but no he’s really clueless.

Something about that made you feel excited.

Yuji was popular, he’s surrounded by girls, you were 100% sure he knew about the wonders of sex.

“Uh.. you know what, we should hang out after school. My house. Just us two” you smile knowing he couldn’t turn you down.

There wasn’t any special occasion, you just wanted to hang out like friends and down a couple drinks. That’s what he thought at least.

For most of the afternoon you guys were laughing and talking about anything and everything, Yuji’s a lightweight so the littlest alcohol already had him fucked up.

“Ahh…Yuji tell me, any girls you’ve been with?” You ask taking a swig of the alcoholic drink.

“Hmm…. I’ve had like 3 or 4 girlfriends.. you?” You let out a small chuckle.

“I’ve had some yeah, I mean girls you’ve slept with..” you tilt your head looking into his eyes, god was he cute..

“Uhm……no I’ve never..” he flushed looking off to the side. You got closer and placed you’re hand over his thigh.

“It’s okay..I don’t judge….but god does it feel good” you glance at his lips and he stutters trying to move away.

“Y-yeah..? I mean y..yeah I’ve heard..”

“I can show you, yuuji..” you get closer and closer to his lip, he closes his eyes tightly and you quickly stuff your tongue in his hot mouth.

He tightly grabs onto your shirt, his tongue so stiff it kinda makes you laugh.

You quickly dig your hands into his pants and roughly stroke his dick making him moan in your mouth.

“Augn-! Mmphh…~” He tries to pull your hand off but it feel so good, he can’t bring himself to pry you off, instead his hips subconsciously start thrusting into your hand.

“..like it..?” You pull away looking into his glossy eyes, he shakes his head no and tries squirming away.

“Mm…I know you like it..feels good doesn’t it..~? I can show you something that’ll feel even better…” he looks at you with wide eyes and a red face.

.

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“OHH FUCK- ACK—“ Yuuji scratched his stained bedsheets as you pounded into his used up hole. His lips were red and slightly busted from how much he was biting them, he felt sticky and sweaty but he was addicted.

“D..did you cum again..?” You said, panting like a dog. You had felt him tighten around you causing you to groan and dig your fingers into his plush skin.

“Ugh….aren’t you..tired..?” He turned around and he almost had hearts in his eyes. He smirked as best as he could and moved himself on your cock letting out more whorish moans.

“Holy shit..? Have I turned you into a complete slut for dick??” You laugh and wrap your hand around his throat bringing his back up against your chest.

“S..so full..! Nngh….HA—“ He screamed feeling you harshly thrust in him again, cum being pushed out of his gaping hole.

“T-TOO MUCH S..STOP Y-YN~!!” He saw sparks as he came one more time at the feeling of your hot cum pumping him again, his thighs trembled and he fell forward, completely passing out.

You watched your seed peek out of his hole making you twitch.

You ended up passing out next to him for the whole day. In the morning you woke up to your cock being slowly stroked..

You slowly open your eyes to find Yuuji straddling you and aligning your tip to his wet entrance.

“Just…one more time..”

a/n; did i slack off? a little yeah…..

[seraphmeraph]

brr vrr ba dap bop pa

How they'd be with a virgin reader - Headcanons Part 1

MK1 NSFW headcanons with Lin Kuei brothers aka Tomas Vrbada, Kuai Liang, Bi Han, and as a bonus Syzoth.

TW: oral sex, fingering, conventional sex, bit of possessiveness, gn but hints of afab, first time

A/N: working on requests mb for taking so long I'm just lazy. I'll do more headcanons of this with other mk1 characters soon so this is part 1

Tomas Vrbada • Smoke

Tomas has minimal experience but'll try his best to act experienced. He will constantly ask if you're okay or need to pause, and he keeps asking if he's doing good.

He gives so much foreplay; as you're doing it, he'll be admiringly gentle.

Tomas laid your back against the bed, your legs propped on his shoulders. He peppered kisses throughout your body. "Are you ready?" He asks in a gentle tone, his face showing his nervousness.

You nodded, ready for him to take your virginity.

One of his hands rested on your knee while the other guided his dick to your warmth. You both moaned unanimously as your heat wrapped around him.

He let you adjust to his size, waiting just a moment so he doesn't hurt you. "Tell me when to move, okay?" He spoke.

He began as soon as he gave you the okay, moving with slow, coordinated thrusts, letting your legs fall off his shoulder as he leaned closer to you, trapping you between his arms. "You feel so good, princess," He whimpered into your ear.

He was desperate to make you feel good, putting you above himself. "Doing so well for me," He spoke, pulling you into a kiss.

Kuai Liang • Scorpion

Like Tomas, Kuai Liang will be admirably gentle, ensuring you're always satisfied.

He'll give excellent foreplay, not as much as Tomas, but still a lot nonetheless. For your first time, he wants to make everything memorable, dimming the lights and prepping the bed.

He'll praise you so much, you'll never not feel loved by this man. Even if there's nothing to praise, he will find something.

After eating you out, Kuai Liang retracted his head, letting you come down from your high. He grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you towards him, making you lay your head against the pillows.

He could sense your nervousness and kissed your lips softly. "There's no need to be nervous, sunflower. I promise you'll feel good," He whispered against your lips, kissing you once more. He trailed his head to your breast, kissing around your nipple.

"Do you want me to continue?" He asked, pulling back to look at you. He cupped your cheek.

You nodded eagerly, wanting to lose your virginity to him. He couldn't help but smile. Without losing another minute, he led his dick to your heat, slowly pushing inside you.

He let out a low moan, thrusting into you slowly. "Good girl, taking me so well," He spoke, his hands gripping your thighs tightly.

Bi Han • Sub Zero

He felt possessive when you first told him you were a virgin. He felt like it was a way to claim you as entirely his.

He's rough and demanding, yet still gentle, not wanting to be the reason you're hurt. Will literally edge you for hours before taking you.

"Tell me how badly you want me?" He teased, his fingers remaining inside you, yet he's not moving them. You whine out his name, begging for him to take you, and when he finally has his fill of teasing you, he'll let you come.

Bi Han would stick his fingers in your mouth, watching as you sucked them clean.

He'll have you in missionary for your first time simply because he wants to see how much pleasure he's giving you.

After letting you come down from your orgasm, he'll wait until you give him the okay to stick it in. Slowly, he'll let you get used to his girth, wanting to be the last person who'd ever hurt you. Once he thought you were okay, he began slow, coordinated thrusts, eventually turning rougher.

"You're mine, mine to take," He growled, slamming into you with no regard anymore.

Syzoth • Reptile

When Syzoth found out you were a virgin and you were allowing him to take you, he kept you in bed for days, showing you what you were missing.

He would spend way too much time kissing you and worshipping your body, whispering how sweet you taste and how he can't wait to feel your insides.

Syzoth is absolutely a switch, so for your first time, he would definitely have you top him, cowgirl style.

As you sink down onto his dick, he'll let out a hiss, feeling your warmth wrapped around his cock. One of his hands would go to hold your hand while the other rests on your hips. He'd thrust up a few times, getting desperate already seeing you on top.

"Mmph-" He bit his lip to contain his moans. "So perfect," He whimpered, admiring your body, how your heat just perfectly took him.

[whoskimii]

I WANNA T★UCH ON YOU . . .

★ fuckin' with him and playin' ft. choso ! ★

˖˚₊ warnings ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nsfw, smut, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it), p in v, mommy kink, subby choso, you pull on his hair, he's kinky overall :3

˖˚₊ wc ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 935. (kinda short, mb :3)

“hey...” you giggled as choso climbed on top of you, sucking on the sensitive skin of your neck. “what ?” he grumbled, his voice slightly muffled by your warm, tingly flesh.

“i'm still focusin' on the game, y'know.” you told him with a soft smile as you watched him tug on his pants. “focus on me instead.” he ordered grumpily, taking the controller from your hands to put it aside.

you smiled and slid your fingers in his soft, dark hair before gently tugging on his pigtails, which earned a whine from him. “don't do that... y'know i'm sensitive...” he tucked his head in your neck, embarrassed by the sound that just escaped his pouty lips.

“that's why i did that.” you said cheekily. you gently untied his hair, letting the full length of it fall down on his shoulders. “you should wear your hair down more often.” you remarked, planting a kiss on his cheek.

a tiny huff escaped his nose as he found himself in only his boxers. the thin fabric barely concealed the way his needy cock was beginning to churn up against his thigh.

“i need you...” he muttered as he left sloppy, lazy kisses on your shoulder. “i can tell.”

who were you to say no to your baby boy ?

with a heavy sigh, you lifted your hips and slid off your panties. you kicked them off your ankles and the mere sight of it made your lover perk up. “been too long since i touched you.” he remarked confidently. “it's only been two days, choso.” you giggled, shaking your head lightly as you feigned disappoinment.

his shoulders slumped. “isn't that a long while...?” he tilted his head, his bottom lip standing out in an adorable pout. the view caused you to coo at him. “aw, baby... if you think 's been too long, then i'll let you have it.” you kissed his forehead.

at your lovely words, he beamed happily.

before you could climb onto his lap, choso took off his boxers, freeing his painfully hard length. “it really wants you, y'know...” he stared at his leaky tip, already spurting droplets of precum just from the simple sight of his own dick.

you straddled him and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear. “you ready, honey ?” you gently whispered.

as a response, choso nodded vigorously, which caused a giggle to erupt from your pretty lips. “aw, good boy.” with that, you finally sank down on his hard length. his fingernails dug into the fat of your plushy hips before he let his forehead fall against your shoulder.

you bounced up and down and let choso guide your lazy movements.

he was in his own little world.

here he was, whimpering, jaw slack and eyes rolled back as the heavenly feeling of your warm, sloppy hole around him overwhelmed his poor body.

you took the occasion to sneak your hand behind him and grab the controller he had snatched away from you just a few minutes ago.

you continued riding him, although not really making an effort to speed up. “that's it, baby...” you praised quietly, pretending to focus on him when your eyes were actually settled onto the screen behind your lover.

sure, he was needy but you wanted to keep playing.

“mommy...” he babbled, a short trail of drool decorating the corner of his lips. “mhm,” you hummed absentmindedly. “that's me. 'm here, angel.”

you decided to finally look down at your pretty boy, appreciating the sight. “you gonna cum for mommy ? you gonna cum for mommy, sweetie ?” you gently whispered, repeating yourself almost as if he was too dumb to understand the first time.

in this situation, he was too dumb to understand both times.

at his lack of reaction, you tapped one of his cheeks with your hand. you didn't slap him, but the force of the contact was enough to make him twitch inside you.

what a dirty slut.

“ngh—!” he moaned at the contact and fluttered his hazy eyes open. he had a dazed, almost clueless expression. “huh...?” he swallowed thickly. “i said,” you whispered before tugging his hair backwards. “you gonna cum for mommy or nah ?”

he whined as you pulled on his hair, his hips subconsciously thrusting up into your cunnie to meet your movements. “mhm ! yes...!” he nodded vigorously, mewling pathetically as your meaty ass slapped against his thighs. “gonna come...” he allowed his lips to glide along your collarbones. “can i... can i come inside you ?pleasepleaseplease— wanna come in your pussy !” he babbled, on the verge of coming.

you cupped his cheeks. “oh, honey... of course you can. this pussy's yours.” he shivered at your words.

it only took him one, two, three, four thrusts to shoot his thick load inside your gummy walls. you sighed at the warm sensation, keeping him as deep as you could.

he moaned, his eyes rolling backwards as he choked on his own saliva. “mommy... so good...” he breathed.

you even had to keep your hand around his neck to make sure he was still breathing.

as he finally regained his senses, he clung onto you, burying his nose between your breasts. he lifted his head to look at you but— huh ? why were you looking behind him ?

he turned his head and whined softly as he noticed that you had been playing the entire time. “mommy...” he mumbled with a tinge of disappointment.

“oops. sorry, honey.” you offered him a sheepish, apologetic smile before planting a kiss on his forehead.

based on this ask.

[nana-au]

JJK Men React to Finding Out You Like Them

G.Satoru, G.Suguru, I.Yuji, F.Megumi

(I got carried away with Gojo's.. mb)

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G.Satoru: You could not stand him and his stupid, annoying, ugly (undeniably pretty) face.

Shoko and Geto swore you two bickered like an old married couple. The two of you would scoff, sometimes even pushing each other’s shoulders just to remind the other one who was stronger. It was down right childish the way you both interacted with each other. Pinching and hair pulling. Arguing over who was right and wrong, sometimes even arguing against obvious facts just to piss the other one off. You couldn’t stand his pompous attitude and he couldn’t stand the fact you weren’t in awe of him like he believed you should be. He made every hair on your body stand straight just by his voice or the way his figure loomed over you as he teased you. 

“What’s this for?” He mocked, pinching your cheek you dusted with blush. 

“None of your business,” you assured him, attempting to punch him in the gut. He would swiftly dodge it, continuing to mock you. 

“Surely it isn’t for a boyfriend. I feel bad for any guy dumb enough to be interested in you,” his glasses would slide down his nose as he looked over your figure. You didn’t hesitant to tell him to suck a dick, and it didn’t even cross his mind to not tell you that you wished you could suck his. “I’d never let you though,” he assured you and you would huff out a ‘thank God!’. You would attempt to storm off, but he kept body blocking you, and you were adamant on not making bodily contact with the guy. “Where are you going?” he quizzed and you begged him to drop it - that it was none of his business. You were getting really worked up, more so than usual. His assumption wasn’t necessarily wrong, you were trying to leave for your date with a barista from the coffee shop you frequented in Tokyo. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll have to let Sensei know. Can’t have you up to no good.” 

“Then go tell him!” you huffed. You were going to be running late if the asshole in front of you wouldn’t move. “God Gojo, you are so childish,” he only stuck his tongue out at you. You were about to start shaking with anger and against your better judgment you confessed to him. “Fine! It’s a date, make fun of me all you want when I get back,” your chest was heaving and your blood was hot. To your sudden shock, Gojo stepped out of your way wordlessly and watched as you took off out the doors. 

The next few days felt like the Twilight Zone. You did your makeup again and Gojo didn’t even bother to flick your cheeks. When you mentioned to Shoko how nice the weather was, he didn’t argue that it was ‘Just alright’. While Suguru, Gojo, and you were taking turns sparring, he didn’t hide the defeat in his face when you kicked dirt onto him after knocking him on his ass. To you, that was really the last straw. You started to feel evil for continuing your usual antics while he just took it. A few more days went by of you both ignoring each other until one afternoon you were eating lunch with Shoko talking about your date. Geto and Gojo took their usual seats across from you as you both discussed what transpired. “Maybe he doesn’t want to sound needy,” she said when you mentioned he hadn’t texted you back still. 

“He probably thinks you're ugly,” Gojo said nonchalantly. It was the first sentence he had spoken to you in days and you had to keep your jaw from dropping to the floor. You weren’t even sure if he really spoke or if you imagined it. Perhaps your brain was filling in the words you wanted to hear from him. Not that you wanted him to call you ugly per se, but the silence from him was worse than the insults. 

“So he talks.” His eyes rolled cartoonishly at your words. He stuck a spoonful of rice in his mouth before talking,

“Giv-up,” he mumbled, some rice spilling out of his mouth. Your face contorted with disgust. He swallowed, continuing, “You're unlikeable”.

“Yeah ‘cause you’re so likable yourself,” you scoff. He continued eating and the table dropped it, all choosing to change the topic. 

Honestly, you were sure that would be your last conversation with Gojo. You went about your days without his obnoxious presence. You went on another date and were getting fairly close with your favorite barista, even inviting him to meet Shoko. You all agreed to meet up at his cafe and you were awed as he described to you the drinks he made you two. You sipped them and listened as he rambled on about the ristretto shots and the milk foam. Shoko grew bored quickly, but she was happy you were happy. 

The bell attached to the door chimed, and the blood in your face drained, leaving you sickly pale. Gojo waved to you, pointing out to Geto where the three of you sat and dragged him along. “What is he doing here?” you frantically asked Shoko. She covered her face to hide her amusement, she had to give it to him, he was about to make this deathly boring conversation into an incredibly entertaining one. 

“Since when do you drink coffee?” Gojo asked you, pulling up a chair and sitting next to you. “I thought caffeine made you sick?” he pouted at you, pulling away the latte. He wasn’t wrong, you did tend to feel unwell after having caffeine, but since when did he care? 

“I can handle myself, Gojo,” you spat. Gojo ignored you, taking two big gulps from the mug and finishing it then and there. 

“Wow you made this?” he asked the guy. He nodded, looking incredibly confused. “Tastes like shit.” With a quickness you were out of your chair and pulling Gojo by the collar of his button down. “Be right back,” he snickered to the barista as you dragged him out the door. 

“What is your problem?” You begged. He looked shocked, telling you him and Geto were just walking by when he saw you and Shoko. You were bewildered by the way he was acting, completely stumped as to what you should even say. His hand grabbed yours that was still gripping his collar. He pulled it off and pushed it against the wall, his hand caging yours as he leaned against your intertwined fingers. His eyes watched your lips as you kept opening them to speak, but closing them when you kept losing your words. 

“Is this not what you wanted?” His words were breathy and hard to hear. “I know you are doing this-” His free hand gesturing to your figure, “to get a reaction from me.”

“You’ve really lost it now, Gojo,” you couldn’t hide the blush though. He smiled at you regardless, and your legs began to feel weak. It hit you like a truck. His smile was cocky and genuine. It wasn’t coated with his usual delusional smirk, but an all-knowing, teeth-showing grin. It was then you grew nauseous with the knowledge Suguru snitched on your drunk confession. 

You hardly remembered that night - Geto had shared his bottle of Jack Daniel’s and you were too much of a lightweight to keep yourself from admitting to him that you enjoyed Gojo’s teasing. That you were infatuated with the white-haired sorcerer and you had really started to like him. That his cocky attitude was not a turn off like you tried to convince yourself and that when he stood over you, making you feel small, you weren’t mad at him but mad you enjoyed the feeling of being towered over by him. 

“I’m not dating just to make you jealous,” you tried to stand up for yourself. You really weren’t, the guy just asked you and you had nothing better to do. You got free drinks out of it too- really that was all it was. 

“How could I be jealous when I know you like me?”

In Suguru’s defense, when you called him a traitor he assured you it was an accident. He just wanted to get Satoru out of his funk. The day he caught you looking all dolled up, just to find out it was for another man, he couldn’t get out of his own head. He also didn’t understand why he couldn’t. He pestered his best friend for days over it and Suguru had to throw in the towel. You liked him because he heard it from you. And Satoru liked you because he knows his best friend more than anyone. 

It was all worth it in the end, because things went back to normal. (Except for the small detail that Satoru and you were now a couple). 

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G.Suguru: The older boy’s reaction made you swoon.

You were a year below him at Jujutsu Tech and you were in awe of his cursed technique and if you were forced to be honest, in awe of him. You must’ve looked like a lost puppy following him around when you insisted on watching him train, joining him to find a snack at the convenience store, and insisting on learning about all the curses he had under his control. He was so kind about it too - always dismissing Gojo when he would groan about how insistent you were. “How can you put up with her? She doesn’t have her own life,” he would say, poking his tongue out.

 “She’s just curious, Satoru,” he would reply. He wouldn’t kid himself though, he found you absolutely adorable and didn’t mind having you under his arm all day. You weren’t much younger than him, but you felt as though he held infinite wisdom. Your eyes would twinkle up at him as he shared stories of his missions and his lips would tingle watching yours twitch with ‘oohs” and “ahhs”. He adored the way you would watch him as he ran around the track, shirtless and dripping with sweat. When you joined him he couldn’t help but keep your pace just so he could keep his attention on you. You didn’t know this when you finally confessed, but he was as infatuated with you as you were with him. He was obsessed with how obsessed you were with him. He was by no means struggling in attracting women, but to have you be so casually faithful to him, it was too hard to not take advantage of. 

The day you decided to dress up really pretty for your weekly Tuesday walk to Tokyo for lunch at his favorite place was the day you officially confessed. You wore the skirt the two of you saw one day while window shopping - the one he said reminded him of something you would wear. You even applied lip gloss even though you despise the fact your hair always gets stuck in it. “What’s got you looking all pretty?” he would muse. 

“Sugu, I like you,” you admitted, quick like pulling off a bandaid. You hadn’t even made it out of the school’s grounds when you confessed. He held out his arm to stop you and blocked the way with his tall figure. 

“I already knew that, little one,” he cooed. “Let’s go, we don’t want to be late,” he grabbed your small hand in his and continued forward. It wasn’t an official response, but you knew him so well that it was official enough for you.

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I.Yuji : You swear the boy must be dumb.

Your friends would definitely describe you as the shy type. You never talked out of turn or made your true feelings known so blatantly - but with Yuji - you were really trying. If Yuji said he was hungry, you would always be there to hand him his favorite candy. When his face was caked with dirt and sweat after a mission, you were there with a cloth to clean him up. If he so much as got a paper cut you would insist on applying a bandaid to his finger. You couldn’t tell if you liked helping him more than he liked being helped. He would always smile at you, warm and sincere. His eyes would hold yours, cheeks flushed a light pink. The way he would look at you, head angled down to get a good look at your face, the innocent scrunch of his eyebrows..

“You’re such an amazing friend,” he would say and you had to blink to keep your eyes from rolling back into your head. 

One day as he was happily sipping the ice cold tea you bought him, munching on the little pastry you went out of your way to get after he announced - very loudly - how starved he was, you decided enough was enough. 

“I like you,” You told him bluntly. He finished chewing his last bite before telling you he liked you too. 

“You’re a really good friend,” he smiled. You could feel your body begin to shake as you repeated what you said. 

“I like-like you, Yuji. Not friend-like. Like-Like.” Your hands went to grip the grass beneath you, desperately trying to ground yourself. His eyebrows scrunched, as if he was trying to process your confession. You couldn’t hold his eyes when he didn’t immediately respond. You turned your attention to Maki and Nobara who were training not far in front of you. Your eyes couldn’t focus on their figures as your body shouted at you to get up and bury yourself in bed for the day. His hand found your thigh, and you jumped slightly. When your eyes met him again, you swore you never saw him look so serious. His lips were in a thin line, eyes twinkling. 

“Maybe I like-like you too,” he spoke only above a whisper and you melted on the spot.

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F.Megumi: The boy was always in his own little world

That’s what you really liked about him. His ability to be quiet, observant, and at times lost in his own thoughts. All though, trying to get him to notice your crush on him would be harder than pulling all of your toenails off one by one. You would lay in Nobara’s bed as she admired the outfits she bought that day, trying her best to ignore your groans. 

“I should just give up now,” you whined. You had finished a long winded rant about Megumi, how he never reacted to your attention in the way you craved him to. 

“You should give up. I’m sick of hearing it,” Nobara lovingly teased. “Or you could just tell him,” You would gasp at the idea and bury your head into her pillow. 

You always found yourself to be the type of girl to read everyone’s feelings. People were like books to you, except for him. Before joining Jujutsu Tech, flirting was second nature to you. But when you saw his messy black hair and cold blue eyes your brain short circuited. You sure would try to flirt though. Giggling at his jokes he thought no one heard or playing with your hair in conversation. You would buy a new perfume and ask him to smell you, or ask if he liked the way you did your makeup that day. He would flush red and obey your asks. He would tell you that you smell great or that your eyelashes looked really pretty, but he would end it there. 

A couple days had passed since your rant to Nobara and the four of you were out in Tokyo. Yuji had insisted you all join him to the movies, and with nothing better to do you all obliged. At the theater you paid for your drink and popcorn and made your way to your movie when you noticed Nobara and Megumi weren’t following behind you. You shrugged it off and sat down with Yuji to watch the previews. The lights had already dimmed and the movie just started by the time Nobara came with Megumi in tow. “Sit,” she commanded him, referring to the spot next to you. You watched as Megumi - stiff as a board- took the seat beside you, and continued to shuffle around in his seat trying to get comfortable. 

“What happened?” you whispered to him, scared of what Nobara had done to make him act so odd. He didn’t respond and kept his eyes glued to the screen. It went on like that for a while, him still squirming awkwardly in his seat and when a jump scare came on screen and he didn’t react you turned to him again. “You act like you saw a ghost,” you joked to him. He replied dead serious.

“Just saw Nobara, that’s all.”

“What did she do?” You weren’t really sure you even wanted to know. After what seemed like hours of silence he asked if you really did like him. 

“Is it true what Nobara said?” Your mouth fell open and he was now completely facing you. You were all there for a screening of a horror movie and right now the main character was in a dark basement making it hard to see any light on Megumi’s face. From what you could see though, he looked flustered but maintained his eye contact with you. Thanks to Nobara it was now or never, and you meekly shook your head at him. He scratched the back of his neck and you could see his Adam's apple bob in his throat. Your face was hot watching him process your confession, not sure if you wanted to punch Nobara or thank her for finally putting you out of your misery. Even if it did mean Megumi no longer wanted to be near you. “I’ve just never had someone tell me that,” he finally spoke. ‘I don’t hate you, just give me time to process that,” he asked. You nodded and turned back to the screen, trying to focus on the protagonist dodging death. You had grown as stiff as him and noticing, he put his hand on your thigh, squeezing it lightly as reassurance. You both were red in the face, eyes glued to the front of the theater but not actually watching what was on it, lost in your thoughts. The process wasn’t smooth for you two, but your confession made Megumi realize his own feelings. Why he felt nervous when you were in the room and why he doubted his words before speaking to you. You both worked on it together, and your confidence with each other grew. It wasn’t long before you two went to Tokyo alone or sat in each other’s room late at night just talking. Megumi was your boyfriend by the end of the year, and you felt as giddy around him as the day you first met him. 

[cvnntagious]

money spent

☆ a chris sturniolo blurb...

Chris loves spending his hard earned cash on you, never complaining about the price of things. He didn't care, as long as it made you happy. He loved seeing you smile, and the sound of your giggles. All this YouTube money had to go towards something, right? And he chose to put it towards you. You were his investment.

But after hours of walking through stores with you - approving and disapproving of clothing items, transaction after transaction - he grew tired if sitting and waiting for you to come out of dressing rooms. All he wanted was to go home. I mean, he couldn't help it if his dick practically twitched in his jeans every time you came out in something he liked. He'd hoped you hadn't noticed the tent as you two walked out of the store, holding your bags in front of him to try and hide it.

When you guys made it home after literal hours of shopping, Chris was happy to put your bags on his desk. He couldn't hold back the sigh of relief when he plopped onto his bed, kicking his shoes off. "Don't think I didn't notice this little guy," You said as Chris has his eyes fixed on thr ceiling, sort of gasping when he felt your fingers caress his clothed, aching cock. 'Shit, I thought it'd be down by now.'

He lifted himself to look at you with his pink lips slightly parted. You stood between his legs with an innocent smile, like you hadn't just lit a fire within him. Chris let out a low chuckle, almost groaning at the sight. "Fuck, I need you." He finally said, his head tilting back a bit.

"If you were over shopping, you could've just said something."

His eyes widened, sitting all the way up to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you into him. He rested the side of his head on your stomach, "Baby, no. You know I love taking you shopping." He looked up at you, his blue eyes wide. Though they were about a shade darker with desire.

The laugh you gave him made his gaze avert in embarrassment, only for you to grab his chin and force it back onto you. You began climbing on top of him, and his lips parted once again, his tongue darting out to wet them. He was almost in awe. The way you began grinding on his bluge as you lifted your shirt to reveal your braless tits made his mouth dry.

Without warning, or even comprehension on his part, his part lips latched to your hardened bud. His free hand reached up to knead the boob that lacked stimulation fron his tongue. "Chris," You exhaled.

Your words caused his eyes to meet yours again, his tongue still flicking at your nipple. It was a sight for sure. One that made you grind just a little bit harder, causing him to moan on your skin.

You pushed his head away, forcing yourself out of his mouth with a pop. He gave you a surprised look as you leaned down to kiss his clamy forehead. The way you teased him alone was enough to make him sweat. "M'gonna treat you right this time," You said as you pushed him back onto the bed beneath you, pressing your lips against his.

w/c : 499 a/n : this's literally SO short, mb 😭 it's late and i thought of this a few days ago and decided i'd finish it tn. lmk if i should make blurbs like this more often

- love, your grandma cvnty ☆!

[kurooandkenmasslut]

ANYTHING FOR YOU.

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭!!

Based on this link

unprotected sex, neighbours listening... nipple play & sucking, cowgirl (riding) pregnancy (baby fever guys mb 😓), slight hair tugging, heavy makeout, sloppy sex, aftercare king & drabbbbbleeeee

reblogs are appreciated, don't be shy & minors pls don't interact, ageless blogs will be blocked <3

You weren't really sure on how of this happened.

All you remember is being at your boyfriends birthday celebration at the bar, his followers, drink, sweat, and chatter surrounded you. A certain pair of cat eyed eyes stared at your figure all night, already knowing who it was.

Back to the present, your now situated on sugurus lap, his big hands exploring your lower half, peaking his hands under your dress.

Tounges tied to each other while your hips grinded, you let out a moan, feeling his big bulge hitting your clit under your thin laced panties.

He smirked through the makeout, pulling the straps of your skimpy dress down, aswell as your bra, letting your breasts be free.

"suguu.. mmhf.."

"hush angel, I needa see to them first, ya know?' He panted through breaths, continuing sucking on your nipple like a newborn baby.

You grinded harder, as if your pussy wasn't already dripping with slick. Suguru groaned, earning yourself a loud slap on the ass.

Your hands focused on his buttons on his trousers, with shaky hands, you pulled down his briefs, (with his help of lifting his hips up), his big cock sprung out at you.

"sugu, i dont think it'll fi- mhhff!" Interrupted by the sudden push sliding down his cock.

"yeah angel? take me so nicely, i think it fits perfect- fuck.. your so tight baby, ease a lil' bit yeah?"

You groaned as he stretched you out. No matter how many times or how long, the feeling of being streched will never become old. After the pain subsided, you slowly bounced on his dick, while he sat back, a big cheeky grin plastered on his face, watching the gorgeous view.

You, panting and tits bouncing as you struggle to take him, trying to be wary of the complaints of the neighbours.

But in this moment of time, you seriously couldn't give a fuck. Riding your boyfriend raw and loud sounds better than being self conscious that someone is listening. not that you could properly form a thought if you tried anyway.

Every vein, every twitch of his cock, you could feel it, making you reel your head back in pleasure. jesus, this cock will be the death of you.

A tight knot formed in your stomach and your legs were twitching. you were close, both you and him knew it. suguru smirked, rubbing his hands on your ass, messaging it almost.

"sugu.. i-i can't, help- nghh.. sugu!"

"what's the magic word, sweetie,"

"Please sugu! please please! I'm so close!"

the cheeky grin never left his face, only widening. He then took your place, grabbed your ass, rutting his hips into yours at inhuman speed.

"shit.. im starting to get- cl-close.. where do I-" he panted, his eyebrows knitted together as he was coming close.

"inside!! sug-uuhh.. p-pluhhhease!" You squealed, desperate to feel the familiar warmth in your womb.

he raised a brow, of course, you two have talked about having kids, he had the money, you had the time, the house, the two loving parents, everything was perfect.

For some reason that thought of your stomach round with his baby, your tits blown and filled with milk, whining for his help and how sore it was. that egged him on, because he imagined your beautiful face, a grin plastered on your face as he served you the weird craving you were crying for.

As if he could go harder and faster, he did. He then put you on your back, you were startled by the sudden force and speed, you cried out, no, screamed, out. Words couldn't even form in your heads you couldn't warn him that you were cumming.

Cum dripped down your pussy, squelching loud and ringing out in the bedroom.

You gripped onto his back, leaving red marks on his back, your legs around his waist. Suguru held your hips, his eyes stared into you, watching every reaction. He had a habit of being observant.

Soon enough he emptied his seed into your womb, slowing down, riding out his high. You two heavily panted, exhausted from the hard intercourse.

Suguru let go of your waist, holding your hands as he slipped out, making you shiver.

He kissed your forehead and then your lips.

"You alright? want me to get something?" He asked while he rubbed your knuckles.

"Um.. a-a hot bath, please!" he smiled, muttering an "of course,"he slipped on his silk robe you gifted him, before heading out into your shared bathroom.

two minutes later he came back, carrying you bridal style to the bath, carefully setting you down into the bath. It had your favourite scent and favourite flower petals, bubbles reaching to your neck.

"Sugu? can you join me and help me wash my hair? I'm exhausted."

"Of course darling, anything for you." He chuckled.

[junicult]

!! going down on the bachelors

contains ; fem!farmer. nsfw. oral (m!receiving). suggestive content. praise!!! went a little crazy in harvey’s mb (i’m not sorry on the slightest). public sex (?). lmk if i’m missing some. not proofread!

harvey.

- first and foremost, this man is a giver.

- he’s extremely loving, and affectionate, already spending every night praising every inch of you.

- it’s rare you ever go down on him.

- it’s not that you don’t want to, you always offer, but he hardly gives you the chance.

- so when he comes home after a long, hard day, a limp smile on his face while he kisses you hello, it’s easy to tell it’s been a bad day.

- “i’m just tired, sweetheart. i feel much better now that i’m with you.” he smiles, trying to reassure you but unfortunately it doesn’t work and you’re just frowning.

- you force him to keep his hands still when he tries to help you finish up your daily tasks.

- as opposed to his usual of making you dinner, he gets to sit back and be pampered by you.

- after dinner, and after he takes a long shower (your orders), he gets to fall into your awaiting arms.

- running your fingers through his hair, kissing his cheek, whispering, “is there anything i can do to make you feel better?”

- “you’ve already done enough, my love. i’ll be fine.” he tries to throw on a chuckle to ease your tone, but you’re not having it.

- he’s confused when your persistence sounds a little different then what he’s used to.

- it only takes him until your hand gently presses against his clothed crotch, for him to understand what you mean.

- and of course he doesn’t say no, but his throat is closing at the sight of you going down to your knees.

- his breath hitches a lot.

- eyebrows pinching, weakly sitting up at the end of the bed with his low lids trained on you.

- “yeah, i feel so much better,” in a shaky sigh.

- he usually tries his best to watch you, a sight that makes him literal putty, but it becomes hard when his eyes grow heavy.

- he keeps his hands tight around the sheets. even if you like when he grabs your hair, he always gets too nervous.

- “y’so good at this, mmhm, know just what i need.”

- PORN.

- sucking his dick is so hot cus he’s so hygienic and he looks so fucking good while you’re doing it.

- his cheeks get so red.

- glasses fogging up. tehe.

- when he cums, he cums a LOT. he normally cums down your throat, but this time he needed to see his cum on your tongue and cheeks.

- he may as well be a dead man. you probably just killed him.

- cleans u up after <3

- wants to return the favor so badly, you have no idea.

- if you won’t let him that night, just know as soon as u have sex next he’s going to TAKE. HIS. TIME!!!

sam.

- definitely loses his mind whenever you go down on him.

- it’s pretty often when you do, so he’s no stranger to the sensation but he’ll never get tired of it.

- sometimes he just occasionally asks during casual conversation.

- he knows to read the room though, obviously not if you’re exhausted or upset, he’d never ask such a thing.

- will never be upset if you don’t want to. i cant stress this enough. he’s such a sweetheart.

- but when you do he goes crazy.

- literally so sensitive. you could hardly graze his tip with your thumb before he’s shuddering.

- like i once said, he’s so vocal. expect so much praise your ears go numb.

- “nggh, fuck fuck fuck, baby. you know just what to do—shit, like that.”

- head thrown back, hands loosely raveled in your hair.

- his cheeks also get so red, not because he’s embarrassed, but because you get him so hot and bothered.

- whimpering like a mf. near tears in his eyes.

- he’s breathing so heavily the closer he gets to cumming.

- “‘m gonna cum, nnh—where do you want me?”

- slowly moving his hips subconsciously.

- goes literally insane when you swallow, losing all strength in his arms that held him up until he collapses back onto the bed.

- throws his arm over his eyes, takes at least 2 minutes to catch his breath.

- he always wants to return the favor,

- so maybe sit on his face. he’s too exhausted to move.

shane.

- his favorite.

- it’s strange to him, because he’s not foreign to receiving head but for some reason you’re just exponentially better.

- it might be because you took the time figure out what he likes, so that’s why you’re so good.

- he’s probably an exhibitionist ngl.

- like, you guys are all over each other in the saloon, tipsy and stupid and already rushing to the bathroom.

- on your knees the minute you push into a stall, fumbling with his belt.

- he’s already groaning, just by your eagerness.

- he has so much precum. literally dripping off of his tip.

- loses his mind when you kitten lick his tip while looking up at in his eyes.

- “such a slut, so eager, fuck,” his voice low and breathy.

- grabs all of your hair and holds it into a messy ponytail, with a little force against the back of your head.

- “mm, yeah you like that, don’t you?”

- he has such sensitive balls. literally chokes if you touch them.

- thrusting into your mouth the closer he gets to cumming.

- his jaw is hanging low, quiet grunts from his mouth while watching you take all of him.

- messyyyyyy.

- literally deepthroating him, of course there’s gonna be spit all around the sides of your mouth and on his cock.

- only makes him so much harder he’s aching.

- he usually likes to push you away before he cums and fucks you instead, but if you insist on just giving him a blowjob, he’s cumming all over your tits. trust.

- or completely down your throat, but just the sight of his cum all over your chest could be enough to get him hard again.

sebastian.

- i touched on this for my last post,

- but i needed to continue. i’m sorry.

- before you, no one has ever sucked his dick before.

- so getting him off isn’t a hard task in the slightest if anything.

- he’ll never ask you to suck his dick. he’s not shy, he just doesn’t wanna be rejected.

- but that doesn’t mean he won’t hint at it.

- while you’re making out, messily and feeling him all over,

- he’s faintly whimpering, pressing his hard on into your thigh to make you feel what you’re doing to him.

- “please,” so quietly you almost miss it until your hand presses against his crotch and he moans.

- after teasing him with a, “what? what do you want me to do?” and “just say it, baby,” you’re finally going to where he needs you to be.

- he sighs like he’s in literal heaven the minute your hand wraps around his length.

- he’s so hard, aching to the touch and so, so sensitive.

- he has a long, thin vein down the side of his cock that literally has him trembling the second your tongue drags alongside it.

- holds his hand over his mouth, face flushed, beet red while he attempts to muffle his moans.

- his jaw locks in a silent scream the minute you take him on your mouth entirely.

- eyebrows threaded, stuttering a breathy, “h-holy s-shit,” while his fists become white from the grip on the sheets.

- subconsciously bucks his hips into your mouth just slightly when he feels like he’s going to cum.

- he’s literally drooling. eyes rolled back, limbs weary and trembling.

- cums so fucking much too. likes to cum down your throat, especially when you swallow.

- won’t be offended if you don’t.

- but this man’s refractory period is so short. give him five minutes, tease him one more time, and he can give you as much more as you want.

alex.

- he’s always horny.

- give him any sign of u being so as well, and he’s latching onto you.

- always starts with some sort of touching.

- like cuddling, watching tv together after work or lying in bed before falling asleep.

- goes fucking insane when you climb over him and softly kiss your way down to his boxers.

- rests against the headboard so he can watch you, but he’s also able to fully relax.

- one arm resting on his neck, the other on the back of your head.

- head pusher.

- but not in a gross way. more like a, “i know you can do better then that” way.

- “nnhg, yeah, just like that baby. doing so well,”

- his eyes roll back when you take him entirely.

- the thing abt alex tho is he has so much stamina, so making him cum just by a blowjob is kind of challenging. ur mouth will start to hurt.

- so usually, you suck him off as more of a warm up.

- it has nothing to do with you doing a bad job, cus believe me you’ll have him w his head back, groaning and muttering profanities.

- it entirely has to do with you getting sore LMFAO

- but on the occasion he does get close quicker, he becomes so intoxicating.

- “oh, fuck baby, you’re so close. almost there, just a bit more…nngh so perfect for me.”

- “yeah that’s it, doing so good for me sweetheart just a little more…”

- omfg.

- he cums so fucking much, and all down your throat.

- smiles at you after you’re done and your fucked out face, makeup smeared and eyes teary.

- “you did it baby, ‘m so proud of you.”

elliot.

- such a gentleman.

- once again, it’s probably rare you’d suck his dick. he’s more fixated on your pleasure then his own.

- but on the occasion you do…haha.

- it’s probably because he’s stressed, just like harvey.

- writers block, his music isn’t helping at all, and he’s just in a slump that you hate to see.

- doesn’t wanna tell you about it though, but it’s so obvious there’s something off.

- he’s not very closed off, so if you ask him about it, he’ll tell you.

- and that’s when you offer.

- “oh, honey you don’t have to do that.” he chuckles, brushing it off like you were just wondering.

- but when you show little persistence, telling him you really want to, he’s not going to deny.

- he’s so so sooooo gentle.

- looking down at you, softly pushing your hair out of your face and holding your cheek.

- he’s so sweet. lets you do everything at your own pace, no matter how horny he is.

- super sensitive too.

- and he can cum so quickly, especially when you wrap your hand around the base while sucking the rest.

- “oh juuusstt like that, my love. you know me so well.”

- breathy sighs, and his throats closing when he’s getting closer to cumming.

- usually cums down your throat too, and then he’ll makeout with you after.

- is fs returning the favor if you let him.

[renranram]

in am so high and drunk rn and i need drunk and/or high sex with schlatt so bad

You got me so high

nsfw

oral sex, high fem reader and high schlatt, i didn't write much for this mb

a/n; hiiiiii im backkkkkkk

schlatt didn't know how'd this happen, you and him sat on his living room, getting high as you two smoke the weed, getting stoned cold

you lean your back on the seat, taking a deep breath before inhaling the cannabis again, “ fuckkk “ you groan out chuckle, noticing schlatt was already staring at you

“ hey y/n, have you always looked this pretty? “ he asks, sweat dripping off his forehead, the run rays managing to hit both of your faces

“ dont get weird man “ you smile out, ruffling your hair, getting all high with him as schlatt breaks a smile and a chuckle, “ im not joking, you're so fucking pretty “

you look at him, “ dont go falling in love now “ you cross your legs as your shirt hang loose on your shoulder, the sweat making your body glistening

he smiles at you, eyeing your shoulder, getting goosebumps as he smokes off, “ hey, not trying to sugarcoat or anything but, i kind of wanna bend you over and fuck the shit out of you right now “ he confesses, blunt as you choke on your spit

“ have you always been this so blunt if you're horny or not? “ you mutters, unbothered, you two were high after all, it's not that serious

“ rarely, i dont know… you're just.. enticing to look at right now “ schlatt added, “ … are you down? “ he slowly looks up at you

“ wait, “ you pause, “ you wanna actually do it? “ all you can do was chuckle, unsure if he was being ironic or no, but the look on his face otherwise

“ does me having a hard on not obvious enough? “ schlatt states, as you look down at the now obvious tent on his pants

“ shit schlatt… why the fuck is it so bulgy “ you breathe out as he chuckles, “ wanna feel it inside you? “

“ … bet “

there you are now, schlatt thrusting his hips onto your mouth, seeing your messy eyeliner ran down on your cheek, choking on his dick

“ fuck… im gonna ugh- be fucking honest… you look better this.. shit.. way “ he continues, holding up your hair in a ponytail so it wont get on your face

you could feel his tip reach the back of your throat, as he grunts out your name everytime he throats in and out of you, your saliva bubbling, messing your makeup up but for schlatt, it was only a sight he can see

you meet his thrusts with the bop of your head, your hand snaking inside your shirt as you fondle with your breast while schlatt, could only chuckle in amusement at the sight of his friend sucking the shit out of him

you can hear his dick throb on your tongue giving you more motivation to go faster as schlatt, moans your name out in pleasure, throwing his head back

“ didn't know you could be a fucking whore “ he chuckles, as he groans out loudly, filling your throat with his semen as he slowly pulls out of your mouth seeing how puffy your cheeks are after he filled you up

you cough out his semen, choking a little, as he pats your hair, “ fuck that felt great, you good? “ you chuckle out, “ yeah.. im good “ you reassure him, as schlatt walks toward his kitchen

before handing you a cup of water and wipes to remove your messy makeup, “ … you know.. we should do that more often “ he suggests as you take his offered items

“ like, get high, have sex and shit like that “ he added as you drank the water, nodding, “ bet “

[liliththeimp]

Discussions and Details (Simon x fem! Reader- nsfw!)

Guys were gonna pretend i posted this on time.

Anywayyys cw per the viewers requests; p-in-v, size diff, explicit details and all that jazz :3

A/n: this is something that happens a lot between me and my bf, anywhere we go there is always someone asking how we do it and i cannot help but get very embarrassed so please enjoy my rendition of reader and Simon experiencing the same lol

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give your petite stature compared to your boyfriend, there was always the question how you two “do it”

Depending on the person or the social situation, you were hesitant to say anything more than, it’s great. But undeniable, you would flush and squirm, turning inwards on yourself as you recall such an intimate moment with him.

What could you really say without crossing the line of TMI? How he could easily flip you onto your tummy, stuffing you full where his cock bulged from your stomach? His hands met your hips, squeezing the supple flush as he pounded into you, forcing you on your knees and your arms dared to buckle, your face falling into a pillow which gave easier access to grind against your cervix.

crying would happen sometimes, which he would kiss and coo away or relentless rut faster to inch you closer to finishing.

How about when he fucks your throat before tossing you on your back, shoving your knees to your chest? Or when he forces you to sit on his face and you ride his nose? How would people react if you mentioned that you liked when he was rougher?

Hickeys and bruises, little praises and degradations that he prodded you to mimic, out of breath and edging closer with tears, the rigid bulge searing through your cervix. All of it was so much for you to take and yet you were supposed to explain that to someone and not have them react in disgust? A simple ‘good’ was all anyone could muster out of you.

Simon on the other hand, loved to brag about how pliant you were. He would never ever share you, but when the question rose it was safe to say that he kept you plenty stuffed and satisfied. Ho eager ad desperate you were to fuck yourself on his dick while he just held you on top of him. How when he forced you on your knees you’d willingly roll your hips towards him. You were a perfect cocksleeve, nothing more to explain because you were his alone. But he did have to admit he liked when you’d turn red when he’d brag about it.

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This was really short mb guys i love you all sooo much, I’ll try to post some more that isn’t COD, expect that soon…hopefully. XO- lil

[ralvezfanatic]

I fucking NEED to read what it'd be like to have Luke absolutely writhing beneath you. Whether you're riding him or he's letting you top him🙏

Luke Alvez x GN!Reader

Reader teases Luke while riding him, watching him beg and become a mess under them.

Warnings: No actual plot, gets straight into the smut. Sorta Submissive Luke and Dom/Tease Reader. Luke is whiny and needy !! No mention of Readers genitalia. Luke speaks spanish quite a lot cuz im gay for him speaking spanish mb.. um also first time writing sub Luke sooo

Word Count: 932

A/N: bestie, i am so sorry this took so long. as much as i LOVED this request, my mind blanked out whenever I tried writing. i hope you still like this 😭

You sit on top of Luke, naked and a big smirk on your face from teasing him. He lays beneath you, uncomfortably hard, his eyes clouded with lust while your hands trail his chest.

“Please cariño, I need to be in you so bad. Please..” Luke begged, his hands moving up to hold you, his hips bucking upwards slightly.

“Yeah? You need me? You wanna fuck me?” You lean down close to his face, your breath tickling his neck. You let out a small laugh, pressing an opened mouth kiss on his neck as he lets out a small whine.

“Sí.. sí, please..” He begged, his hands trying to pull you down unsuccessfully.

You chuckle at his desperate voice, pulling away from him to sit up. You back up, taking a hold of his length to line yourself up. 

Luke groans as he slowly enters you, his fingers digging into you, trying to pull you down completely. 

You let out a groan as he enters you completely, sitting on his member for a moment to get used to the intrusion. “Fuck Luke. You fill me up so well..” You murmur out, slowly rocking your hips as you get used to his size.

“Mm, cariño, please..” Luke groans out, thrusting his hips upwards trying to push into you. 

“Shh, relax, be patient.” You laugh, your hands moving onto his stomach to calm him. 

“Be a good boy, alright?” You ask, slowly starting to speed up the movement of your hips. You grind yourself on his dick, riding him as he tries to hold back his moans. 

His hands hold your hips, and he looks up to you with lust clouded eyes. “Faster, please.” He begged, his hands trying to guide you on himself. 

You laugh at his desperation, but comply anyway. You allow him to guide you, speeding up your movements and riding him faster. “God, you're so good Luke.. so so good.” You praised him softly, only causing his hips to buck up with another moan.

“Mas rapido.. Please Y/N.. faster. ”His nails dug into your skin as he thrusted into you, chasing your tight walls, but his actions were quickly stopped by you.

“Calm down, last time I checked you weren't in charge here” You grabbed his wrists, pulling them off you and pinned them against the bed. 

This was a bit new to both of you, but not unliked. You weren't usually the dominant one in bed, but damn did Luke enjoy it when you were.

He loved being controlled by you, having you use him and boss him around. It added to the moment, the pleasure. 

“Lo siento mi amor..” He mumbled out, forcing his hips to stay down,

You smiled as he finally calmed down, but kept his hands pinned down just to remind him who was in charge.

You grinded yourself on his length, trying to find your sweet spot with each movement. With a swift movement, his dick hit a specific spot, causing you to moan out loudly. You kept that angle, groaning out with each time you hit that one spot.

Your moans were only music to Luke's ears, each of them adding to his arousal. He groaned and whined as he struggled not to thrust up into you. 

“Porfa.. please.. mas, need more..” Luke muttered out, unsure what he was even begging for. He groaned, trying to move his hands to hold you again, but you still pinned him down.

You ignored his pleas, continuing to use his dick for your own pleasure, moving your hips back and forth. You hit your spot almost every time, bringing yourself closer to the edge every time.

Luke cried out each time you moved, his dick twitching inside you. He groaned, bucking his hips upwards and trying to move his hands out your grip. 

“Ay dios, I’m so close..” Luke grunted, shutting his eyes as he bit back a moan. 

You finally released his hands, and he immediately put them on your body, his hands running up your thighs, holding back his moans as you rode him.

“Ya casi.. porfa.. God Y/N you feel so good.” He muttered as he felt his orgasm approach. His hands moved up your thighs and to your waist, holding you down on him. 

The room filled with the erotic sounds of both your moans, and the sound of you riding him.

“Y/N.. ya, ya voy a-” With a last movement forward, and Luke bucking upwards, he finally came inside you with a moan.

“Fuck, I'm close Luke..” You groaned as he finished inside you, moving faster on him, chasing your own orgasm.

Luke whined softly as you used him, the pleasure slowly overwhelming him. His hands grabbed your hips, trying to slow you down slightly, but failed to actually stop you.

With one last movement down onto him, you hit your spot again and came onto him. You moaned out, slowly grinding yourself on his dick as you rode out your high, small praises slipping past your lips. 

You panted as you came down from your high, still on Luke, his semen slowly dripping out of you. You leaned down, resting your head on his shoulder taking a breath before finally getting off of him.

“You really change when you're not the one on top huh?” You chuckle laying down next to Luke, who just blushes slightly.

“Callate mejor.” He muttered, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to him to cuddle.

You laugh and hug him back, his head nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 

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[d0g0r0t]

Band!Mizu headcanons

Tw: f slur, cussing, kys jokes

So for this I'm gonna bring in a tad but of Loser!mizu hc but this au does NOT belong to me so go check out RatCash au bc OMG it's so good

Pt 1

This bitch is a nervous reck. She is NOT scary.

She may look scary but she has a fear of spiders

So alot of the time she stays quiet during practice, nervously strumming the 4 cords over and over again

First day of you being here she forgot how to play

"Alright Mizu you ready to start?... Mizu?" "WhY aRe ThE cOrDs aGaIn"

She fucked up so many times she almost raged quit the whole damn band

Honey this isn't roblox you can't just do that 🫶

During your play threw of showing what you could do and what your part in the band was going to he she stared at you with heart eyes

WHY ARE YOU SO COOL?!

It makes her want to cry

After practice she asked for your number for "band reasons"

She would dress like a lesbian.. that's all I can say

She can't dress for SHIT but she gets away with it

She finds her clothes in thoes homeless people bins (the poor ppl know)

Overtime when she started getting comfortable with you during practice and school she became one cocky mother fucker

But she's not a dick. She's just stupid

But she's still really scared to talk to you

She doesn't have the right talking to a gorgeous goddess like herself bro

Sometimes she just take stops and watch you play or sing in awe.

What felt like 5 minutes to her was actually 27 minutes

Taigen smacks the fuck out of her and calls her a pussy for it

"Just ask her out faggot" "you CANNOT say that" "just did" "kys" "smk" "EW?!"

It makes you giggle and she ofc notices your beautiful smile

She goes home and kicks her feet at the imagine now burned into her mind

First concert with you was amazing. Watching you shred on your guitar or watching your vocals rhythm with Akemis.

She caught herself fucking up one to many times and lucky no one noticed

Expect Taigen

After a long argument back stage and you breaking it up

The adrenaline of the fight and your gorgeous face nearby she blurted out

"Will you go out with me?!"

This is kinda shit and it was rushed mb

[froizetta]

Hey, so you know last chapter when I said the remaining chapters would be up quicker? Well, 3 months later, I'm back to report that I was wrong. Mb lol

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Fandom: DCU Pairing(s): Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne Length: 80.5k Chapters: 11/13

Clark was sitting slumped in one of the Fortress of Solitude’s crystalline chairs, staring at the slow crawl of the progress bar on the computer's large monitor, and very carefully, very deliberately, trying not to freak out. Despite his best efforts, he was freaking out anyway. Just a little. Here was the problem he was having – or rather the problem he’d been having, ever since about a minute before he’d left Wayne at the restaurant. The moment when he’d let instinct take over and looked through Wayne’s shirt to check his stomach for injury, and his gaze had snagged on the days-old bruising over his ribs. The moment his whole world had suddenly tipped on its axis when he realized, in a sudden moment of pure, unadulterated shock, that he’d seen that injury before. He’d been absolutely sure of that, on only a second glance. He was no radiologist, but fractures were a little like snowflakes to a man with x-ray vision and an eidetic memory: no two ever looked the same. Clark had recognized them on sight, even though he'd last seen them a week ago. Twin buckle fractures on the right 6th and 7th ribs. The same fractures he’d glimpsed in the batcave, sitting on that gurney in Batman’s little lead box of a medical suite, peering beneath layers of leather and Kevlar to assess the damage from that security guard’s bullet. Batman’s injury. On Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne was Batman. He’d gotten stuck there for a long time, mentally. Because, just… Bruce Wayne was Batman. Bruce Wayne. Was Batman. And Batman was Bruce Wayne. That meant that—that he’d been saved from kryptonite poisoning by Bruce Wayne. Heck, he had a one night stand with Batman – Batman! – and, and he’d gone on a date with him, and tried to seduce him oh god— …Okay. Clark was maybe freaking out a lot, actually.

[aangelkeii]

❝𝐉𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀❞ | Pose - Yo Gotti, Megan Thee Stallion & Lil Uzi ❦ ❀

Kinktober Day 6: Phone Sex (k.tober 2024)

A/N: sorry 4 the late upload, fell into a coma last night before i queued it properly. my not-guilty pleasure is jin, i love him so much, doin tricks on the d as we speak. enjoy!

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wc: 2.2k (not as long, soz) | warnings: fem!reader, phone sex duh, uhm sex toys yk like a vibe (asked a gf for a name a bit ago, wonder if she remembers. that was for this btw!), fluffy, you both are freaks mb, uhh jin's jorkin it outside privately, he also is vocal. yipee! spinner mention cuz i do love him

‘when will you be home?’

You knew how long this mission was going to be, but you still asked him every single day if plans had changed and if he would be home soon. Jin’s missions usually take a couple of days tops, and he’ll visit the second he’s free, but things have been different because of all the changes going on. Missions are longer, harder, and require more focus than before. You’re not used to being away from him for so long. It’s starting to really affect you.

You miss that handsome face. You miss his weird antics. You miss his fat cock.

Woah! Where did that come from? That was tooooootally out of the blue.

No, it wasn’t. You have never been so horny in your life. God, it’s like you’re a teenage boy or something, mouth watering over the slightest hint of shoulder. It’s been two weeks and you’re ready to find him yourself just to climb him like a damn tree. Just the thought of him is enough to make your thighs clench and pull out your mystery mouseketool and get to work. It’s honestly insane how much this man floods your thoughts on a daily basis. 

You know he’s busy with whatever, you know that he can’t possibly reply to every single one of your messages, but you need him to reply faster and maybe even send you a cheeky photo or two to fuel your fantasies. Hell, you’ll even send a photo just so he can send one in return. 

You’re a genius. Do you really want to distract him, though? What if he’s in the middle of beating up a hero or something and he pauses to take out his phone? He’s the kind of guy to halt the fight just to send a dick pic.

 I mean, he’d die happy knowing you’re getting your rocks off to it. 

Fuck it!

You aren’t wearing any pants right now, lying in bed wearing just your underwear and a ratty t-shirt that you stole from him forever ago. No bra, one leg stretched out and one bent at the knee, spread eagle. You don’t even have to pose all sexy for him, so you raise your phone above your head and turn the camera towards you, angling it down so your whole body is in frame. No need for retakes, you look fine as fuck, so you send the photo with a following text. 

‘miss you’

The phone fell from your hand and onto the bed, and you chose to stare at the ceiling until he got back to you. After 5 minutes, you grew impatient, and picked up your phone to see that he left you on read. Huh?

Not for long, baby! Jin’s contact immediately flashes across your screen and you answer, putting it on speaker ready to lay into him.

“Are you insane?!” His voice sounds hushed and antsy. You’ve been with him long enough to know that he isn’t actually mad at you, and that the photo worked. “I almost showed everyone that photo. They looked at me like I had three heads!”

“Technically, you do. Yourself, your alter, and the one in your pants.”

He stutters and audibly gulps, bringing his phone closer to his ear, cupping the bottom to whisper. “Are you actually horny right now?”

You hum into the mic and slink your hands down your stomach, fingertips teasing the edge of your underwear. “My sexy boyfriend seems to have left me all alone, and Alfred isn’t satisfying me anymore.”

“You kept that name for your vibrator? That’s so fucking hot,” his hand goes to the zipper of his jeans, pulling it down and tugging at the button. He got you the vibrator for your birthday and chose the name for it, not caring about the fact that he named it after a dude. “What’re you thinking about? What’s got you so needy?”

Your hand pushes underneath your waistband, middle finger collecting the wetness and circling your clit with two fingers. Just listening to his voice could push you over the edge. Your legs fall open just a bit more. “Thinkin’ about you, obviously. Wish you were here to fuck me senseless.”

Jin groans through the phone, and it’s apparent that he’s pumping his hand up and down his cock from your words. “Fuck, tell me about it. I wish you could suffocate me between your legs right now, I’d die a happy man.”

You let out an airy chuckle and bite down on your bottom lip, an attempt to keep yourself quiet enough to hear him over the phone. “What else would you do to me?”

“I’d tear that stupid shirt off of you so I could see your tits,” his response is almost immediate. He’s already so worked up from the photo that you sent him and now he’s this close to spilling all over his hand.  “I think I’m gonna lose my mind, babe.”

His hand keeps up with its fast pace around his cock, the wet slapping audible through the phone speaker. Jin is known for getting ahead of himself with many, many things, his pleasure being one of them. He likes to make sure that you’re feeling just as good as he is, but when all rational thought had disappeared as fast as his blood rushed down to his dick, it was incredibly hard for him to ignore the dull ringing in the back of his head, the steady creep of warmth blooding down his neck and chest.

“Stop.”

Jin freezes, palm enclosed around his tip, panting and whimpering. His groans echoed throughout your room and warned you that he was gonna come if he didn’t slow it down. You’re the one who started this, you’re going to be the one to end it.

“Fuck, fuck, m’sorry,” he gasped at his phone, hands trembling with the denial of his orgasm. His head meets the brick wall behind him, and it’s become increasingly obvious that he’s panting like a dumb dog in some dingy alleyway. No one could hear or see him, but the exit door to his right could open at any second.

Does he give a fuck? No! 

There’s shuffling on the other line until his photo pops up, pleading for you to answer the video call. “Need to see ya, sweetness. Please?”

You answer the call, met with the pink cheeks of your boyfriend’s face on the other line. His grey-blue eyes are blown wide as he looks at you through the screen, your face just as pink but less visible with your bedroom lighting. 

“There she is,” timbre voice cocky when he finally gets a good look at you. You look so beautiful laid out on the bed, shirt bunched up beneath your chest, hand still between your legs. Your fingers continue their torturous circling around your clit, only slowing down to answer the video call. “My sexy girl. Y’look so fucked out already, and we’ve barely started!”

The sudden switch from pleading to teasing is amusing, making a small laugh fall from your lips. Head all woozy from his compliments. “Makin’ y’self feel good?”

You nod, looking down at your hand between your legs, hidden under the fabric of your underwear. Your legs part further, allowing your fingers to move down a bit more, parting through the slick accumulated there from just his voice alone. He watches your eyes shift from him downwards, his hand around his tip loosely pulling down, just ghosting over the length of him until he reaches the base. His fingers tighten there around the loose skin, slightly tugging upwards by an inch.

“Tell me what you’re thinkin’ about, pretty girl,” Jin moves his phone further from his face, letting you catch a glimpse of his chest, a white tee hung loosely around him that moves with the pull of his arm. 

“Thinking ‘bout you here with me,” your middle finger pushes upwards, breaking past the first bit of muscle to your hole, drawing out again to lube up a little more. “Wondering how you’d help me out. I’d help you out, too.”

His hand moves up his girth, swiping beneath the head with a throaty groan. “I was imagining you earlier. Thought about making you pancakes or waffles for breakfast, takin’ you out for dinner or something, having you for dessert after.”

Your laugh is like angels singing. Jin’s a weirdo, getting off on the domesticity of your lives, but the thought of him spending his life with you warms your heart throughout your body. With you, life was easier, he didn’t feel like his head was about to explode, and the nagging voice in the back of his head was quiet for once. He had no fears with you. He had nothing to be scared of.

“You sap,” the lovesick look on your face makes him smile. “You wouldn’t have me for breakfast instead?”

“You’re scary in the mornings.”

You laugh a bit louder, warmth blossoming through your veins, the sound making Jin’s cock twitch in his hand and he remembers why exactly he’s in this situation.

“Besides, we can do more at night than in the mornings. I wanna take my time with you, baby, make you feel good. Just wish I was there to promise that,” your eyes lock with his, and he’s looking at you with pure infatuation and love. 

You finally look around him, noticing the tufts of blonde hair sticking out from the side of his head. You hadn’t even noticed that he previously had his mask on, only tugging it off his head enough to see you clearly. The small stitches on his forehead peek out from underneath. The dark brick wall behind him frames his face and shoulders perfectly.

“Like a pinky promise?” Your ring finger joined your middle inside of you, curling upwards to prod that spongy spot. Your breath hitches, “you’re cute.” 

“I know you are but what am I?” Smearing his precum over his length, his tugs grow faster and rougher, eyes darting down and back up to the screen. “Gettin’ yourself off, baby?”

The huff you give him is the only answer he needs, giving you an airy chuckle in return. “I’m gettin’ close, sweetness. Wanna come with you.”

“Yeah?” He nods. 

“Use Alfred,” the name of your vibrator distracts you from your goal for a second, pulling your fingers out to carelessly grab for it, but the sound of his moan through the phone when the faint buzzing sounds through the phone kickstarts your mind once again. 

You press the soft silicone to your clit, thighs closing around it tightly from the powerful vibrations. The wave of pleasure over your body is strong, making your head all fuzzy again, the pressure increasing when you press against the right spot to make your toes curl and your back arch from the bed. You sputter out a warning, a jumbled ‘coming!’ falling from your lips that sends him over the edge with you. Your bodies shatter in pleasure, your thighs shaking around your hand that doesn’t let up the vibrator, just like he would do. 

His legs threaten to give out under him, the last swipe to his slit has cum spurting out and onto the concrete, dribbling down his hand and staining the band of his boxers. His rough voice moans, echoing through the alley like an orchestra, your pitchy breaths adding to the acoustics. He wills himself to keep his eyes open, watching your face contort, eyes closed tightly and brows shot upwards. After the last wave turns into a bit much, your hand drops your phone and clicks off the vibrator, body lying limp on the bed.

The aftershocks pulse through your legs, sore from tensing up, but so relieved to finally have some release. You ask him how he’s feeling, earning you a shuddering breath as his hand slows to a stop, head hung forward and eyes shut to prolong his pleasure. His mouth opens, “you look so fucking sexy when you co-”.

His phone just about falls from his hand, startled by the sudden banging of the exit door. Spinner’s voice calls out to him, telling him to ‘stop thinking with his dick and pack up.’ The heteroclite man is heard stomping away, followed by incoherent yells, and Jin looks slowly back at the phone camera to your blushing face. Your laugh rings out through the speaker and his chest warms, a dumb smile on his face as he tucks himself back into his boxers and jeans. He looks around for something to wipe his hand off on, finding tattered blankets on top of some boxes. He figures no one wants them anymore, right?

Whatever. He’ll shower before they leave.

“‘M sorry, baby, I gotta cut this short,” he zips up his jeans, situating himself in his pants. “We got a lead on something, gonna check it out. I’ll keep you updated, yeah?”

“Stay safe, baby,” he blows you a kiss through the screen, nodding his head with a ‘will do’. “Tell the others that I say hi. And don’t do anything stupid!”

He laughs, pulling open the door to the inside. “That’s all we do, baby! Where’s the fun if it’s not stupid?”

He presses his lips to the camera with a dramatic mwah! and tugs his mask back down over his face, waving his fingers at you before you hang up with a kiss yourself.

© aangelkeii - do not repost, translate, plagarize, or claim any of my works as your own.

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[ogdilfluvr]

hey babes saw ur post that ur asks are open😏.. if you dont mind i would like to place an order. ive been itching for a stubborn fem!reader where reader and simon are just bickering and he just fucks it outta her. mb if this didnt make sense lmao

hey here's your stubbornfem!reader x ghost

"I told you, I'll be fine I'm not going to stay at the base just because you think I can't handle myself!" you shouted angrily at him, as soon as the mission was brought up in the conversation he told you that you weren't going, no argument, but you were NOT going to let him treat you like you can't be independent and make your own decisions.

"I said you're not fucking going, end of story. Don't try and defy me y/n I'm still your lieutenant." he spit back, he was so annoyed at you for even thinking about going on this mission, Price had already expressed how dangerous it was, everything had to be done precisely to perfection or the whole mission would go South. He was so worried about you and he didn't want you getting hurt, not when he could prevent it.

"Why don't you want me to go?! It would be good for me to get out there and help out, more people equals easier getting in and out!" You yelled, licking your lips and biting at your already swollen lips, it was the only thing occupying your mouth to keep you from blowing up on him.

As he thought of something to say that could possibly make you calm down he examined you, staring at the way you held your body you exuded anger and confidence, the way you chewed at your perfectly plush lips, making them look red and even more kissable than usual. You just looked so hot, and there was tension built up and both of you could tell, so... That's why Ghost was darting towards you and capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

All tongue and teeth, it was so messy and desperate. He didn't break apart from you as he practically ripped your clothes off, shoving your pants and panties down your legs and pushing you against the wall, hiking you up it and wrapping your legs around his hips.

He had already pulled away from the kiss but had yet to take a look at you, and when he did, it was one of the best sights in his entire life. Your once icy glare had been turned into a desperate, begging look in your eyes, and your hair was all messy from the quick movements he made previously.

"you want me to fuck you now? after you've been defying me all afternoon?" He asks teasingly. "please.. I need you so bad.. im sorry si-" you answer back in a much less confident tone than earlier. And before you can finish begging he's capturing your lips with his again and undoing his belt, unzipping his fly and pulling out his hard length, the tip was already red and dripping with pre.

He stroked it lazily a few times before tapping his tip against your throbbing clit repeatedly, causing you to whimper out quietly. "you ready f'me doll? I doubt you need any prep, your already soaked..." he groans out the last part, which make you clench around nothing, you finally nod as an answer and he doesn't make you say it verbally, like he usually does, he just lines up his length to your entrance and plunges it deep in you. eliciting a loud airy moan from your bitten up lips.

"fuck... I forgot how tight you are..." he says quietly, to himself or to you, you really don't know. he slowly starts moving his hips in shallow thrusting movements. his dick was just so fucking big you could only babble out incoherent sentences. finally you were able to say something that made sense "move faster- please." you whimpered out.

ghost immediately took that in and decided he would do it, so he wrapped his arms around you and carried you from the wall to your bed, pushing your back against the mattress and pushing your knees to your chest, if it was even possible he was hitting deeper inside you, his tip bumping against the sweet spot that made you see stars.

before you knew it he was pounding into you, almost a hundred times faster and harder than he was before, "this what you wanted doll? f'me to rearrange your goddamn guts?" He chuckles, knowing you could barely even talk. You could barely even make out a sentence, so you could tell him you were about to cum. But you didn't need to, because he already knew.. "you gonna cum already? how pathetic, c'mon cum on my cock, make it yours!" He said quite loudly, almost mocking you but he was still encouraging you, so you did, not able to hold back any longer. Your hole spasmed around his thick cock and your pussy gushed juices.

"fuckin hell.." he mumbled quietly, "never made you cum that hard before." he said to himself, still keeping up the same pace, the overstimulation making you twitch and shake under him.

"im gonna cum- fuck, let me fill you up- please.." he said quietly, pleading in his head for you to say yes. You nodded lazily and that was all he needed before he was throwing his head back, moaning out loudly as his cock spurted his thick hot cum deep inside of you, sticking to and coating your inner walls.

"fuckkk- you did so well, you still mad at me doll?" He said while plopping himself down next to you, turning to face you and take in your fucked out expression.

"no..." you mumbled out.

just wanted to say sorry if this was bad it's my first time writing any requests and real smut, feel free to give feedback and tell me if u want me to rewrite this and tweak it.

[kumezyzo]

could u do a blurb on losing your vcard with sapnap and like maybe it's his first time too (this is a diff person than the vcard asks but they got me thinking LOL)

yes ofc!! sorry if it sounds weird or off, ive never actually thought of a scenario like this for some reason 😭😭

normal (?) reader because i think streamer reader wouldnt have their vcard and neither would he at that point 😭😭 and its definitely gonna be short cause im kinda weird with people losing their vcards... if that makes sense lol. and its fem!reader

anyway, enjoy!.... or dont :) m.list

bf!sapnap who is so nervous but tries to come off like he knows what he's doing. you're both nervous to even look at eachother.

bf!sapnap who lets you take off your own clothes, mostly out of fear of you seeing how shaky his hands are.

bf!sapnap who's eyes are completely wide once you're completely naked. he couldn't help but practically ravage you with his eyes.

"holy shit..." he muttered under his breath, his heart pounding through his ears as he sat at the foot of his bed. you stood infront of him nervously, subconsciously using your arms to cover yourself. he reached out to grab your arms, to pull them away from you and to bring you in closer. "y-youre really pretty."

he sat in only his boxers with you standing between his spread legs. he shakily placed your arms to rest on his shoulders and lightly placed his hands on your waist. he looked up at you with shinning green eyes.

bf!sapnap who holds himself up over you, shakily lining himself up to your entrance. both of you panting with adrenaline.

he swore under his breath right before he slowly pushed into you, shutting his eyes at the feeling. you gasped at the strech, also shutting your eyes at the way he continued to slowly push in.

"shit..." he muttered once he was fully inside of you. you opened your eyes and tried to catch your breath. your arms reached up to wrap around the back of his neck.

"can- shit- can you kiss me?" you ask pleadingly, your eyes big and round as you look up at nick. he sucks in a breath at the way your eyes watered lightly. then he leaned down and planted a wet kiss om your lips, whimpering at the way his dick shifted inside of you.

bf!sapnap who moans when he tries to thrust out, your pussy feeling as if it wanted to suck him back in and keep him there. if he was any less horny in that moment, he might of stayed balls deep inside of you.

bf!sapnap who stays at a slow pace for the sake of both of you. he didn't want to hurt you but he also didnt want to cum top fast. being inside you for the first time was enough to almost bring him to the edge.

bf!sapnap who eventually cums before you, shuddering and moaning in your ear as he loses all the strength holding himself up.

"fuck!" he pants out next to your ear, his hips still thrusting into you. you moan at the way he starts sucking on the skin of your neck.

bf!sapnap who thinks he might ascend into heaven when you finally cum. your pussy squeezing rhythmically as you moan loudly, gripping the hair at the base of his neck tightly. he feels his heart flutter at how much wetter you get with the your discharge slowly oozing out of you.

bf!sapnap who reluctantly pulls out of you and carefully lays on top of you. both of you catching your breath.

bf!sapnap who tries his absolute best to clean you up and cuddle with you after.

he grabbed the t-shirt he had on previously and uses it to wipe up and excess sweat of cum on your bodies. he throws it to the side and pulls you in close, covering yourselves with a blanket.

bf!sapnap who sleeps next to you soundly and happily, hoping to be able to do this many more times to come.

yea this is trash. mb....-nony