#Fuckk the Yanks

[redsoxbutslightlygay]

Also fuck the yankees

[heejake-hoon]

Enhypen hyung line when you ask them to spit in your mouth (mdni)

Heeseung: You're on your knees, Heeseung's cock heavy on your tongue as you look up at him through your lashes. He's got one hand fisted in your hair, the other braced against the wall as he fucks into your mouth shallowly, jaw clenched tight as he tries to savor the feeling of your warmness around him. Pulling off with a filthy pop, you nuzzle into his groin, mouthing at his balls before licking a stripe up the underside of his shaft. "Heeseung," you rasp, voice already wrecked. "Want you to spit in my mouth. please…" His hips jerk at your words, eyes shooting open, a low groan rumbling up from his chest. "fuckkk" Heeseung rasps, fingers tightening in your hair almost painfully. "You can't just say shit like that, jesus." But he's already hauling you up, gripping your jaw before forcing his mouth into yours. You whimper into it, clutching at his shoulders for balance as he licks into you possessively, tongue fucking deep and dirty. And then he's pulling back,letting you fall again on your knees before angling you how he wants , gathering saliva in his mouth before letting it drip past his lips and into yours. You chase it immediately, moaning at the depraved intimacy of it, swallowing it down greedily. Heeseung curses, his hand coming up to grip your throat, tilting your chin up so he can watch your mouth work. "So fucking filthy" he marvels, voice low. "So fucking filthy, Fuckk." He groans, taking in your flushed face as you lean on his hand. "Please, Heeseung," you whimper, nails biting into his shoulders. not sure yourself of what you are begging for. "More, want more" He snarls, walking you back towards the bed with intent. "Oh, sweetheart,I'll use you alright," Heeseung promises, already shoving at your clothes. "Gonna paint your tongue with my cum." he says as he shoves his fingers on your mouth, pressing them on your tongue as he watched you with hunger in his eyes.

Jay: "You want me to what?" Jay asks incredulously, sure he must have misheard you. There's no way you just asked him to- "Spit in my mouth," you repeat, chin tilted up defiantly even as a pretty blush stains your cheeks. "I want you to spit in my mouth while you fuck me, Jay." your eyes looking at him innocently as if you didn't ask him to do the filthiest thing in his life. He stares at you for a long moment, shock warring with arousal in his gaze. "Fuck, Y/N," Jay finally grits out, hands flexing at his sides like he's physically restraining himself from reaching for you as he studies you expression, hissing when he saw no hesitation in your eyes. "fuckk, baby. You really want me to do that?" In answer, you step into his space, nimble fingers working at the button of his jeans. "Yes baby, please" you whine, leaning up on your toes to ghost your lips over the shell of his ear. "I want you to own me, Jay. In every filthy, degrading way you can think of." Jay's control snaps like a rubber band. With a low growl, he fists a hand in your hair, yanking your head back and exposing the long line of your throat to his hungry gaze. His other hand palms roughly at your breast, tweaking your nipple through your blouse and making you gasp. "You want me to claim you, baby?" he asks, voice pitched low and dangerous, jaw clenched in a way that has heat pooling between your thighs. You nodded, arching into his touch wantonly. "Yes, Jay, please- want you so fucking bad-" He kisses you then, hard and deep and filthy, teeth catching on your bottom lip and tongue delving past the seam of your mouth demandingly. You clutch at him, moaning as he grinds his hardness against your core. Jay gentles the kiss gradually before pulling back, a string of saliva connecting your lips for a heated moment. Holding your gaze, he gathers the wetness in his mouth and leans in slowly, letting it drip past his lips and onto your waiting tongue. You shudder at the taboo thrill of it, swallowing his spit down eagerly before surging up to lick into his mouth, chasing the taste of him. Jay groans lowly, his dick twitching hard,hands already working at your clothes with clumsy fingers. "Fuck, the things you do to me," he rasps, walking you back towards the wall and pinning you there with the weight of his body.

Jake: "Y-you want me to spit… in your mouth?" Jake stammers, eyes wide with shock even as his throat bobs on a hard swallow. You nod shyly, looking up at him through your lashes as you palm him through his sweats, feeling the way his cock twitches at the suggestion. "I want all of you, Jakey," you murmur, leaning in to press a line of teasing kisses along his jaw. Jake groans, head tipping back as his hips jump into your touch. "Fuck, baby" he rasps, fingers tangling in your hair almost desperately. "You can't just- fuck. You're serious?" In answer, you tug down his waistband just far enough to free his aching erection, giving it a long, slow stroke from root to tip, making him throw his head back in ecstasy "Dead serious," you breathe, thumbing over the leaking slit and making his breath hitch. With that, you drop to your knees, gazing up at him with heavy-lidded eyes as you stick out your tongue invitingly. Jake swears colorfully, the hand in your hair tightening convulsively as he stares down at you in awe. "You're going to be the death of me," he mutters, his heart beating so fast at the sight of you this submissive and needy for him. He gathers saliva in his mouth,slowly, giving you time to change your mind, before he leans down and parts his lips, letting the wetness drip onto your waiting tongue. You moan at the first touch of it, the depraved intimacy sending heat pulsing between your thighs. You swallow his spit down eagerly, making him curse under his breath before taking his cock into your mouth, suckling at the tip as your hand works the base. "Oh god" Jake gasps, hips bucking forward involuntarily. "bab-by, you're so- ah-" You hum around him, taking him deeper and swirling your tongue along the underside of his shaft, his groans and whimpers only encouraging you to go harder. When you pull off, it's only to kitten lick at his slit before looking up at him with pleading eyes. "More," you rasp, nuzzling into his groin and nosing at his balls. "Jake, please- want more, use me like- like your own personal fucktoy-" He makes a strangled noise, torn between arousal and disbelief. But in the end, his desire wins out and Jake is hauling you up, spinning you around and bending you over the back of the couch. "You want me to use you, baby?" he asks lowly, yanking your shorts down and smacking your ass hard enough to leave a handprint. "Want me to fucking ruin this greedy little cunt?" "Yes," you moan wantonly, wiggling your hips in invitation. "Yes, Jakey, please- do whatever you want to me-" He curses again, lining himself up and sliding home in one long, hard thrust. You keen at the sudden fullness, walls clenching down around him greedily as he starts to move, setting a deep, rolling rhythm that has your toes curling. Leaning over you, Jake spits on his fingers before reaching around to rub tight circles over your clit, the filthy sound of it joining the obscene slap of skin on skin making you head spin"This what you wanted, right?" he pants, snapping his hips faster, harder. "Wanted me to fucking defile you like the dirty girl you are?" "Yes," you sob, pushing back to meet his thrusts as the pressure inside you builds to an impossible height. "Yes, Jake, more, fucking ruin me, I'm so close-" "Gonna come on my cock like a good little slut?" he demands raggedly, pinching your clit almost painfully, making you let a scream. Your release threatening to hit you like a truck. "Do it, Y/N. F-fucking soak me"

Sunghoon: "Spit… in your mouth?" Sunghoon repeats slowly, eyebrows raised as he stares at you, somehow not surprised from your command but still asking you nonetheless "You want me to- fuck, Y/N. That's…" "Filthy?" you finish for him, crawling into his lap and looping your arms around his neck. "Dirty? Degrading?" He swallows hard, hands coming up to grip your hips almost reflexively. "Well… yeah. All of the above." he nods to himself, watching as you lean in close, lips brushing the shell of his ear as you grind down pointedly against his growing hardness. "What if I want to be degraded?" you breathe, reveling in his sharp inhale. "What if I want you to fucking defile me, Hoonie? To use me, ruin me, claim every part of me in the dirtiest way possible?" you whisper, feeling him growing under you. Sunghoon groans lowly, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. "Fuck, Y/N," he grits out, hips rocking up to meet yours, his eyes are already blown black with lust. You smirk, tangling your fingers in his hair and tugging just shy of painful, the way you know makes him crazy. "Show me," you challenge breathlessly. "Show me exactly what I'm asking for, Sunghoon. I want it. Want you, any way I can get you. Please…" He stares at you for a long, charged moment before his eyes goes dark and hungry in a way that has heat pulsing between your thighs. And then he's flipping you over, pinning you to the mattress with his hips as his mouth comes down on yours in a brutal kiss. Sunghoon licks into you filthily, fucking your mouth with his tongue in a hungry way, one of his hands coming to wrap around your throat before pulling back just far enough to gather saliva between his lips. You know what's coming but it still makes you jolt when he lets it drip past his teeth and onto your waiting tongue. The sheer dirtiness, has you arching up into him with a needy whine, already aching for more. Sunghoon chuckles darkly as you swallow his spit down eagerly, chasing the taste of him. "Fuck, look at you," he marvels lowly, fingers coming up to trace your slick, swollen mouth. "So desperate for it, aren't you baby?" he mocks "Love being used,huh? love letting me do filthy shit to this perfect body." his other hand squeezed one of your boobs tightly, as if to emphasis his words You gasp at the action as he leans down to bite at the hinge of your jaw, marking you. "Yes, Hoonie, want it- want you to fucking wreck me, shit-" He growls, a sound of pure animal hunger, and then he's yanking at your dress roughly, tearing the fabric in his haste to get you naked. "Gonna fucking ruin you," Sunghoon promises, his own shirt joining yours on the floor. "Gonna spit on this pussy before I eat it, suck my cum out of your dirty little cunt and feed it back to you-"

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fuck is it just me or is it hot in here *fanning myself* Please leave some feedback *_*

[st4rymoon]

✭ 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 ✮

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗: 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+ | 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎’𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warnings: overstimulation, p in v, rough Miguel, mean dom Miguel, bratty reader, creampie, language, rough sex!, hair pulling, impact play, size kink

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

Miguel loved when you got an attitude with him in bed, he thrived on knowing he could turn you into a mess and prove to you that he was the one in control.

He had you pinned onto his chest as he thrusted his hips into you, his cock plunging into your needy pussy as your head rested on his shoulder.

You held onto his bicep for dear life as he lifted your head up to look at him “look at you” he hummed as he sloppily kissed you, his behemoth of a body pressed against you and caging you in.

“Th- that’s all you got?” You smiled up at him, purposely teasing and challenging him to be rougher. He scoffed at you, throwing you onto the bed and arching your ass up. His thick hand slapped across your ass so hard it would definitely leave a mark.

Maybe he needed better a punishment, one that can make you listen… So that’s exactly what he was going to do, teaching you a fucking lesson. “Have some fucking manners” he scoffed.

Miguel’s cock slammed into you at a brutal pace, his hand keeping your hips up as he bottomed you out. You gasped as he yanked your hair up and wrapped it in his hand “this good enough?” He hissed.

The wind got knocked out of you as he said it, Miguel’s pace purposely keeping you from talking. You whined with each of his thrusts, the wind getting knocked out of you with each slam.

Miguel was an hour in, still fucking you as you neared another orgasm “isn’t this what you asked for huh? Don’t act like you can’t take it anymore” he condescendingly pouted. You weakly clawed at his chest as he now had you on your back, your slick covering his thighs and lower abdomen.

Your hand fell to your side in defeat as you dumbly bounced on his length “asi se mira más bonita, Calladita.” He hummed as his lips dropped to yours. You sighed as he kissed you sloppily, his tongue slipping inside your mouth and tasting your sweet saliva.

Miguel kept himself from cumming and god did it hurt. But he has too much pride to not prove his point. He could feel himself losing to his needs, his cock throbbing and softly twitching as he fucked you balls deep.

“Mmh- fuck ah- a shit” he hissed as he watched you gushing cum, your pretty face stained with tears but too fucked out to speak or squirm. “That’s I- t that’s fuckk” Miguel’s gruntled moans spilled out as he painted your walls with his thick ropes of cum.

Sweat dripped down his face as a wave of relief washed over him. He was the most vocal you’ve ever heard him, he was hissing and chanting your name out as he rode out his orgasm.

You on the other hand, had too many to count. Your pussy was throbbing and worn out as he softly pulled out of you.

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into his arms while both of you caught your breath. “You ok honey?” He hummed, his voice contrasting from seconds ago. You nodded weakly as you nuzzled into his chest, a deep sigh leaving you as both of you took each others warmth in.

Miguel smiled as you cling your arms around his waist “love you”

[jeon-ify]

“let me show you how a real man should fuck you, mm?”

ruthlessly strumming your glistening, puffy, pink pussy like a guitar, san is sat behind you, thighs around your lower back, holding your head against his shoulder while he picks up his pace. your warm back is contrasing with the cold silver chain on his neck, making you shiver and your pussy clench around his long digits.

“please,” you hum. eyes shut and rolled to the back of your head, your breathing picks up and threatens to stop when san finally sticks his middle and index fingers into your sopping cunt. the warmth of your pussy sends san into overdrive, making him draw out a long curse.

“fuckk, look at the way it’s dripping for me, love. how’re you still so fuckin’ tight even after i’ve been playing with it for so long?” he licks a stripe up your neck, awaiting your impossible response.

“atta girl, keep fuckin’ crying and cumming on my fingers. maybe then i’ll fuck you the way you deserve.”

“yes! fuck, san i need it so fucking bad.” his hand wraps tightly around your throat, your heartbeat pulsing against his fingertips. your thighs threaten to shut against his hand, begging for something much bigger and thicker than his fingers.

“get on top of me and show me how bad you need it. that’s it, good fucking girl.” when you finally get on top and begin bouncing, san’s mouth nakes way to suck a generous amount of skin on your right breast. his teeth graze your hardened nipple, making you shiver and your back arch upwards. “you like this, baby? like it when i treat you like my bitch and slut you out like you want me to? spoil you so much.”

“love it so m-much sannie!” you press yourself deeper and harder onto him, holding yourself in that same spot, shaking and jolting at the feeling.

“nasty, filthy fuckin’ whore. gonna knock you up and make sure your friends know i’m fucking you right.” your head is yanked back while san licks a long stripe up your neck and to your lips, earning you a deep makeout session. his tongue finds its way into your mouth, sucking on your tongue and bottom lip while his thumb plays with your clit yet again. your mouth still agape, san takes that opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth, exploring inch by inch. you moan in an attempt to relieve some sort of tension, but it only builds up.

“i’m cumming, san, i fucking need it so bad.” you whine out with furrowed brows.

“take all my fucking cum like a nasty bitch for me, there you go.”

[hqkalon]

FOR MY SERVICE, DARLING.

♱ KINKTOBER DAY 1 — BONDAGE | kinktober m.list

pairings : soldier könig x cadet reader

summary : close proximity while sharing a room with könig… headquarters knew better than placing a man and woman together.

content : nsfw, handcuffs/bondage, squirting, overstimulation,, petnames, shared room, manhandling/rough, size kink, dacryphilia & creampie

to ever think you’d be deployed overseas from your main base in america to europe. walking through headquarters where you were stationed, trying to find the room number you were assigned— it was hard trying to find your way around with no detour.

“excuse me we are you lost?” a low voice crept upon the hallway walls, flashing red each second. “nope just headed to my assigned room.” you responded turning around as your eyes widened in surprise seeing a broad man tower over you. his face hidden behind a long cloth with holes cut out near the eyes.

wow. he was like a giant, quite literally. you could trace the veins down his ripped arms, admiring the t-shirt hugging his tone body as your eyes traced his abs through his shirt. fuck was he the man a delusional girl would dream of? yes.

there was a silence as you continued walking, hearing his footsteps behind you, “can i help you?” you scowled, why was he following you? you already knew most men in the hq couldn’t get their fun from time to time, but preying on you already was the upmost insane. “no i’m headed to my base as well.” he bluntly said, walking at the pace. “oh okay.” you pressed your lips together while speeding up, looking for the number 505 before accidentally padding the door. you reached out towards the handle opening the door, seeing one occupied twin bed and another untouched one— you trailed the room seeing a portrait of a handsome man smiling with his family before realizing your roommate was a man. your heart dropped as you tried to understand how could hq mix you up with a man.

your hands roamed through clothing on his bed trying find his name badge on his uniform. könig, you read aloud in your head.

clack.

your heart dropped as you heard the door knob open. no fucking way. and that was the day where everything between you two started— headquarters knew better than to place a woman and a man together in a room.

shared time together created a platonic bond, a platonic bond which no within the base knew about. what happened behind closed doors, stayed behind closed doors.

your arms bonded behind your with your back arched— face down ass up as könig bully his cock through your poor folds. “f-fuuckk könig.” you cried into the sheet of his mattress, broken moans fell from your drooling mouth. he was huge in more than one way, the way his large calloused hands gripped your waist as he repeatedly slammed into you with his low grunts, sending euphoric waves throughout your body as you trembled in pleasure. “i know baby, i know.” he cooed, angling his hips deep against your sweet spot inside you squelching pussy.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he stretched your pussy out so perfectly— sinful clapping noises of skin to skin contact filled the room as his hips met your ass. your fingers fidgeted together, yanking against the cuffs as heated pleasure ran up your thighs. “s-shitt are you close darling?” he hummed in pleasure as you squeezed around him, grabbing onto the cuffs around your wrist as you winced at the action— feeling you skin rub against the steel.

"oh my god!" his other hand deepened your arch making your tummy tighten as the head of his cock began pressing into your spongy g-spot, "that's itt, just a bit more." but back a moan with his shaky voice, speeding ip his thrusts as his mind clouded with the thought of reaching his high. "nghh w-wait königgg!" you sobbed, skin tingling with warm buzzes, “s-sorry… fuckk i’m close.” he hovered over your tiny body, pushing your head deeper into the soft mattress with his hand the size of your head.

“gonna cum for me baby?” he growled into your ear as your body shuttered. you loved this side of könig, he made you feel submissive in the perfect way. you whined, feeling your cunt drool with pleasure. “y-yess! g’na cum!” whining into the mattress as he fucked into your used hole at an animalistic pace. “let’s cum together.” he lustfully ached for a release.

your heart raced throughout your body, feeling light-headed as your vision burned white— feeling helpless being unable to do anything, but take what was given babbling incoherent words— drowning in pleasure as your body completely broke down. “fuck fuck fuckk!” you wailed, there was a feeling completely different from the times you usually orgasm— this feeling was stronger, more intense and unexplainable. “i-i’m gonna pee, wait!” you choked up words as könig’s cock dragged along your sensitive walls, “yeah? go ahead and squirt for me baby.”

his lips brushed against your nape, licking a wet stripe up your neck before pecking a kiss. your body began shaking as your body instantly shot through intense pleasure , “cummingg oh my god— !!” your vision blurred with tears streaming down your pretty face— swallowing könig’s cock whole, wetting the sheets in your heat. “s-shitttt.” he threw his head back, heavily thrusting into your hole as it milked him dry.

his warm seed filled your tummy as his strokes simmered down, cooling off the both of your highs as he unlocked the cuffs around your wrist. “this time let’s try rope.” he flipped your weakened body over as you were know lying on your back, his thick fingers traced along the bruises of your wrist before pressing soft kissing against them.

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[astralnymphh]

MDNI ౨ৎ this is the most canon thing i ever thought of. but. ellie would get irrevocably horny if you said, "i want you to be my first time." hushed whisper hot on her ear whilst straddiling her pelvis. dude. like lightwork, she would buckle her arms around your waist and barrell roll you onto your back with the most mushroomed smile to ever fatten those bruised n mottled cheeks of hersss <3 panting like an idiot in sudden heat. wastes no whisper of time in yanking your fly off the rivet and rucking your jeans and panties off, slinking down the mattress to meet nose—to—clit basically, drenches herself in the lovely scent of your flooding cunt so wet for her.. makes the most aroused, eyes umbraging, breath—shuddering face ever while mumbling raspy, "shouldn't have said that— fuckk, m'not gonna be able to hold back, pussy all wet like that.." n she really can't.. palming her own engorged crotch to the sight of yours, ready to lunge with her mouth.

i'd write a blurb/drabble on that rn, but maybe it'll just be a part of this first time w jackson ellie fic I'm planning 4 the future. ALSO THE LIP BITE IN THIS UGHH

[sugurizz]

IDK IF YOU DO BREEDING KINKS BUT IF YOU DO MAY I PLEASE REQUEST JOO JAEKYHUNG X F BREEDING KINK (pls ignore this if you do not feel comfortable, i am so sorry 😔🙏) THANK YOU SO MUCH BABGORL 🧌🫶

Breeding kink is me. I’m breeding kink sis and so is Joo MF Jaekyung. He’s canonly a raw king *cough* chap.29 *cough* he hates condoms even more than he hates people lol.

𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓/𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 +𝟏𝟖!! , 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈!! 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: STRONG BREEDING KINK DUH, established relationship, vaginal/ unprotected sex, begging, dirty talk.

Oh gosh Breeding Maniac! Jaekyung who cums buckets on every nut your tiny pussy squeezes out of him. His balls are always so big and full, so tight and warm after the long hours he spends training. The hours of sparring and working out, blowing off steam on his competition never seem to drain him though. If anything he’s back home with a visible hard-on grazing his boxers…He still got so much to give you nice and hard.

His raging pheromones get you soft and loose, almost dazzled into begging him to breed you. You never had to ask him twice anyways, not even once to begin with…

He’s addicted to the view of your pussy painted white, sticky and dripping with the viscous cum. He smirks at it like a brat, spreads you open and yanks your feet over his shoulders, staring longingly as if he just created a work of art between legs.

His foxy eyes lock with yours, grinning at your wasted expression and messy hairs sticking to your damp forehead…The lewd sight of you laying down on his bed, your breasts rising and falling with ragged cries. You look so damn pretty and nasty, begging to be bred over and over. Marked with his strong scent and warm sweat, his seed slowly dribbling down the swell of your asscheek…The mere thought could get him off on its own.

‘So good you can’t even breathe huh?’ He hovers over you and leans down, lips ghosting over your ear, ‘Don’t you faint on me, I’m far from done with you’

He pulls you by the waist, pounding into your balmy pussy. The ropes of your wetness and his cum join your hips back together. He gets wilder the longer he stares at your bodies slapping each other, going deeper in heat as you babble for him to breed you.

‘Oh fuckk- sir, godd…feels so fucking good-’

He pulls you closer by the neck, thrusting in and releasing inside you. You drag your nails over his back, drawing a couple groans out his lips…

The way he fills you up drives you crazy. His cum gets you addicted. You feel so complete when he does it :3 Keeps you all warm and docile, calms your body and mind…The sensation of being full of him inside you gets you all bubbly and happy. Feels almost like a little gift you carry of him every time he touches you.

[dilfl0v3rss]

hiii, I love your work, just wanted to ask if you would do the “shes busy bro” text thing with the baldies

i’m so slow bc this is not what you meant but i made the texts too don’t worry😭

she’s busy

𝑜𝑛𝑦

it wasn’t your fault that the waiter was flirting with you while ony was using the bathroom, but he still took it very personal. you knew how he felt about that “friendly” attitude you seemed to have towards people. and even though the waiter had no business trying to get your number while he was in the bathroom, you had no business giggling and smiling in his face like you were going to give it to him. you were both wrong, but since ony can’t deal with the waiter tonight, he will deal with you.

“ma stop wit the runnin. you not goin nowhere.” ony groaned, yanking your hips back to him as you tried to crawl away from his relentless backshots. “i-i didn’t even d-do nun” he chuckled at your weak defense, thrusting back into you at full speed to shut you up. “and ian doing nun right now either. you lucky ion got yo ass cuffed up. daddy bein nice” ony jingled the cuffs in his hand before putting them down and continuing his brutal thrusts, your stomach brushing the sheets as he held your back down with one hand. you decided to just shut up, because little did he know you gave the waiter your number. to you, ony was just overreacting. he seemed like a genuinely nice guy to you so you gave it to him hoping the two of you could become good friends.

*ring ring* the sound of your phone snatched the both of your attention. ‘please don’t be him please don’t be him please don’t be him’ you repeatedly thought as ony picked up your phone. of course the guy had one of those automatic contacts with the picture so ony immediately knew it was him. “oh so this what we doin now?” he mumbled, dick still fully hard inside you as he showed you the screen. “i-it’s not what it looked like baby. i wanna be his f-friend”

ony scoffed as he answered the phone, smirking as an idea popped up in his head. the next thing you knew he was starting his quick pace up again, pounding you into the sheets as he spoke normally through the receiver. “yo?….you looking for my girl?……nah nah nah it’s all good. she right here” he put the phone towards your mouth before thrusting into you even harder, making sure to get each one of your pitiful moans through to him. “d-daddy pleaseeee m’gonna….fuckk m’gonna cummm!” you screamed as you felt his dick kissing your cervix. he brought the phone back to his ear, hearing nothing but the man’s breathing on the other line. “she busy right now…..move your fucking hand ma m’not playin wit you….delete this number or your next shift at that lil restaurant gon be your last” and with that he hung up the phone. you already know you were gonna get it as soon as you heard the sound of metal clanking. the fur of the cuffs brushing against your ass while ony spoke.

“gimme your hands mama”

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒

“you can do it mami. just give me one more and you can get a break ‘kay?” connie said before dipping his tongue back inside your awaiting pussy. you came home from work with tears in your eyes as you explained to connie the rude words your coworker uttered to you. sentences like “what are you, stupid?” and “jesus you can do anything right” thrown your way all day as your frustrated colleague used you as a punching bag.

in order to help fix your sad face, connie decided to change it into one of pleasure. sitting in between your thighs for hours as he gave you words of encouragement and reassurance to help uplift your spirits. “you not dumb mi vida. smartest girl i know so don’t even trip over that . papi gon fix it” connie’s mouth worked wonders on you, kissing, licking, and sucking orgasm after orgasm to keep you from thinking about the harsh words said to you.

the vibration of your phone took connie’s attention. the contact name “charles (coworker)” was calling you. connie brought the phone to your face, giving you time to read the name as he continued pleasuring you with his fingers. “this him?” all it took was a singular nod from you before connie had the phone answered and at his ear. he could hear the man trying to apologize almost instantly. “listen y/n. m’really sorry about how i was actin today. i was just frustrated and you were the closest person to me. please let me make it up t’you with dinner or something”

connie looked up at you, pretty eyes all glossy and low as you tried not to scream from how heavenly connie’s fingers fucked you. he mouthed a “you wanna talk to em?” smiling as you quickly shook your head no. “didn’t think so” he said before putting the phone to his ear. “this her man. she s little preoccupied at the moment” connie quickly flicked his tongue on your clit, digging quicker and deeper into you with his fingers to draw out a loud moan. “auughhh ohh my goddd” your back arched off the bed as you felt your release coming close. connie continued to finger you while he moved his mouth from your clit to speak. “uhh she most definitely will not be having dinner wit your punk ass tho so you can dead that shit. m’not gon fuck you up cause she told me how much you need every check from that lil job, but if she come here crying again cause of you ima break your jaw”

𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛

“fuck keep suckin it jus like that mama” aran groaned as you were hard at work on his living room floor. knees burning from being in the same position for so long as you sucked the life out of aran’s dick while he sat on the couch. were you supposed to be here? fuck no, but there was no way you were turning down going to see the d1 athlete just so you can be home arguing with your bum ass ex boyfriend.

aran has been trying to get at you for awhile, and you would’ve been with him too if your ex would just hurry up and move out. he’s been purposely dragging his feet when it came to getting his shit out of your house, always lingering on the couch when you have company over to keep you from moving on. you don’t want to put aran through that so the two of you just settled for this. coming over to his place and getting the best dick if your life every weekend.

you had both of your hands wrapped around his thick dick. stroking him with a tight grip as you sucked on his tip. your eyes trained on his beautiful physique as you watched his big pecs move up and down with each breath. “shit girl you gon make me trap you” he chuckled as he watched you slap the head of his dick all over your tongue, spit dripping all over him as the both of your brown eyes locked. “do it daddy” you sighed before taking his full length down your throat. “oh i will”. the sound of your ringtone went off into the air, the both of you ignoring it as you continued, but it didn’t stop there. whoever was calling must’ve been dying or something because after the call came a bunch of notifications, then it rang again.

“man who the fuck-” aran mumble, his annoyed face quickly becoming one of mischief as he read the name on your phone. “s’randy” he said with a smirk. you rolled your eyes as you released his dick with a pop. “gimme i’ll just turn it off” you went to reach for the phone, but aran pulled it out of your reach, a petty smirk on his face as he answered the call and put the phone to his ear. before you could protest, his big hand found the back of your head, pushing you back down on his dick for you to continue.

“wassup randy. how you been nigga?” you rolled your eyes as you continued to let aran guide your head up and down. your tongue running along the underside of his dick while he continued to talk to your ex. “who is this? tell y/n it’s time to come home. m’hungry and i need her to cook something” randy mumbled, probably sitting on the couch surrounded by bear bottles and filth. “she busy. eating right now as we speak. how it taste mama?” aran said before pushing your head all the way down, his dick hitting the back of your throat as you gagged loudly into the receiver. aran brought the phone back to his ear with a smirk before letting go of your head. it was time for payback so you wrapped both of your hands around him again, quickly stroking him before roughly sucking his sensitive tip. “ooouu shit man we gotta go”

𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑎

“ohhh my godddd i’m about to give you a baby” tanaka groaned as he watched your skillfully bounce on his dick. large inked hands gripping your hips as the two of you moaned in unison. “want you t’nut in me daddy. cum in this pussy” tanaka’s eyes rolled at your words, the thought of him filling you up bringing him closer to his climax. he was the best bff you could ever ask for.

you’ve been having some issues with a guy you were talking to. he couldn’t seem to be able to grasp the fact that you are a bad bitch and could easily replace him if he didn’t act right. so that’s exactly what you did. you “replaced” him with tanaka. posting him and going on little “dates” with your best friend to get his attention. the two of you never expected to actually fall for each other. letting your true feelings take over as you plopped yourself repeatedly on his dick. you had forgotten all about your ex.

you knew he’d come crawling back one of these days, and you couldn’t wait to break the new to him that you were intact in love with another man. *ring ring* ‘just on time’ you thought as you snatched up your phone on the first ring, picking it up as you began to bounce harder on the man below you. “s-shittt who it that?” tanaka grumbled, but you ignored him. listening to the man on the other line beg for forgiveness. “listen baby i didn’t know it would be like this. i was stupid to think i didn’t need you. you were the best thing that every happened to me please give me another chance.”

a giggled escaped from your mouth before you put the phone to tanaka’s ear. “it’s my ex” you said before letting tanaka listen to the pitiful man beg. a smile planted on his face before he quickly brought your face down to his by your neck, thrusting up into you quickly. you tried to swallow your moans but he was just fucking you too good. “fuck daddy s-slow downnnn” you moaned, eyes rolling back as tanaka held the phone between your faces on speaker.

“stop bitchin, she can’t even talk right now. too busy getting fucked by her new man”

[hpimagines]

Tom Riddle x Reader Smut

My first nsfw post on here 😈🙏 hopefully you enjoy;)

(Summary: No plot just smuty smut smut smut

(Warnings: Mature/Nsfw, unprotected p in v, dom/sub dynamic, dom tom, degrading, rough sex, cream pie)

(I listened to this song on repeat whilst writing, so I assume it should fit this well)

You walked into Tom’s dorm, no underwear on under your skirt. You wanted to tease Tom, he always managed to seem so nonchalant about everything; it drove you crazy. But the second he showed his dominant demeanor it caused you to fold into his touch immediately “You’re here quite late, I’m assuming your intentions are not for the faint of heart” He smirked slightly, pulling you by the waist into a deep kiss.

His tongue began to explore your mouth, occasionally biting down onto your tongue and lower lip, making you moan slightly. “Keep making those noises and I won’t be able to control myself doll.”

“Then don’t.”

The second those words left your mouth his lips attached themselves to your neck, your head leaning back exposing it more. Wet sloppy kisses, and hickeys were being scattered across it as he made sure to mark up every inch.

His right hand began to explore your waist, slowly moving down, rubbing up and down your thigh teasingly. “Tom, please.” You needed him to touch you. You craved it. “Beg.”

You sucked up your pride and gave in, the feeling of submission flooding over you. “Please Sir. Please fucking touch me, I need you.” You were helpless, a needy mess all for him, and he knew it. He fucking loved it.

You felt his fingers rub against your folds, causing you to gasp at the sudden friction. “Naughty girl. No underwear? If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were just begging for another guy to fuck you, walking to my dorm without underwear like a fucking whore.”

Before you could respond he plunged two fingers deep into you without warning, your body folded over upon instinct and he catches you, still not stopping. “Fucking beg for me.”

You were already struggling to speak, his pace quickening everytime you opened your mouth. “Please mm fuck me Sir, please I need your dick please.” You pleaded through moans, barely able to look him in the eyes.

“Remember, you asked for this.” He grabbed you by the neck and threw you onto the bed, your back down. He yanked you by the foot to the edge of the bed and began to undress you. Your top was the first to go, revealing a new black lace bra.

You thought he’d admire it, however he ripped that off in the same fashion as your shirt, discarding it to an unknown area of the room. He yanked down your skirt and just stared at you for a moment before he undressed himself.

“Come get my cock wet whore.”

You wasted no time, you grabbed his dick and began to pump it slowly, putting it in your mouth and sucking slightly trying to take it all. Without warning Tom shoves your head down, making you gag immediately “We both know you can take all of me” His voice was deep and raspy, making your core ache, needing him more.

“Please fuck me” You looked up at him, still jerking him off. “Fine then, but I’m showing no mercy.” .. “Okay sir” .. “You know the safe word, yes?” .. “Yes, now please just fucking fuck me”

Before you could even finish your sentence he slammed into you, instantly starting a consistent pace; fast and hard.

“I want everyone to know who you belong to, so no fucking hiding your moans, understood?” His pace was relentless, constantly hitting your most sensitive areas. He could so easily drive you over the edge.

“Yes.. I understand, fuckk” You couldn’t hold in your moans even if you tried. He was hitting all the right places, all the while making eye contact. The way his eyes slightly rolled back as he rolled his neck letting out a deep moan drove you crazy.

His pace quickened even more, which you didn’t even think was possible, your moans filled the room and you were sure all of Hogwarts could hear you but you couldn’t care any less in this moment.

“Fuck, fuck, I need to cum can I please cum” You begged, he didn’t tell you to but you knew better than to cum without permission. “Cum for me, but I’m definitely not done with you yet.” He pounded harder, helping you ride out your orgasm.

Your body was shaking, you were a mess. However he didn’t stop, just as he said. He continued to abuse your pussy, slamming into you endlessly.

“Tell me who you fucking belong to, slut.” He pulled out, flipping you over and slamming right back into you, continuing his previous pace. In this new position it felt like he was hitting all new places, you forgot to respond.

A hard slap landed across your lap, causing a shrieking moan to come from you, it stung terribly, especially where his ringed finger hit. “I fucking told you do tell me who you belong to” He pounded, and pounded your words being swallowed by moans. “YOU FUCK I BELONG TO YOU TOM”

At this point your vice became hoarse from your screaming moans. You could barely hold yourself up as he showed you no mercy. “Does my whore want my cum” His pace started to get sloppier signaling he was close. “Please, I need your cum so bad. Please sir” Your words came out between moans.

“I’m gonna fucking fill you up like the cum dump you are Y/n” He pounded harshly into you a few more times, before cumming with deep long strokes, his cum completely filling you up. You could feel the sudden warmth of it, and it made your brain fuzzy.

HOW WAS THAT 🤔🤔 PLS LMK IF YOU LIKED IT!

[sturniolo04]

Sweatpants M.S.

Bf!Matt x Gf!Fem!Reader

Summary: savannah is obessed with her boyfriends sweatpants for very obvious reasons.

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

*you know I had to write this and post it after the vlog today hehe :)*

Just like any other non busy day in savannah and matt's career, matt spent the night at your house.

"good morning princess"

matt greets you at the kitchen counter kissing your forehead, clothed in just grey sweatpants and there it was. Matt's red waistband of his underwear. He knows what he is doing and its almost like his is mocking you everytime he does so.

"sav, savannah hello"

matt reiterates waving his hands in front of you face

"huh oh shit sorry"

savannah chuckles out lowering her head to her cereal in front of her for breakfast.

"where did you go girl"

he asks the girl sitting in front of him

"no where"

she states simply clearing her throat. You know exactly where her mind went, she could only think about stripping him of his sweatpants and just suck-

"savannah baby"

oh shit you did it again

"huh sorry baby but you and these god damn sweatpants I just want to pull them off"

you groan out

"be my guest"

matt chuckles at you walking over to you as you stood from your seat dropping to your knees, gazing up at him before yanking his sweats and boxers down in one motion, allow his erection to spring free.

"you know what to do yeah"

he hums out running his fingers through your messy hair form it into a makeshift ponytail, pushing your head to where his pink tip touches your lips.

"open up pretty"

he coos taking his length in his free hand tapping it on you lips as you slowly open up taking in just the tip, teasing him.

"fuck"

matt groans out as savannah continue to slip more of him in her mouth.

"oh god so pretty with my dick in your mouth like that"

Savannah pushes her head for her nose to meet her boyfriends pelvis slightly choking on it.

"holy shit girl how can you take that much in your mouth"

matt moans out tipping his head back in the air breaking focus from the beautiful sight below him. Savaanh pull off of him coughing and gasping for air, continuing to kitty lick his tip.

"fuck just like that im gonna cum in that pretty mouth"

matt groans out as you take him whole again in your mouth, nose touching his pelvis after bobbing your head along his shaft a few times.

"fuck fuck fuckk"

he groans out. You guys were so lost in the moment that you didn't realize that Chris was finally coming up the stairs from his room.

"OH MY GOD FUCK"

chris exclaims turning around at the top of the step as he is completely blindsided by his brother getting blown off by his girlfriend.

"uhhh fuck"

matt lets out one final groan as your head stills as he unloads in your mouth, swallowing and showing him your tongue as proof.

"you guys are fucking nasty go to your room for that shit its two feet away"

chris complains going back downstairs forgetting completely what he even came up for.

"oops"

savannah giggles out as matt pulls up his boxers and sweats leaning down placing a loving kiss on your lips.

Taglist

@mintsturniolo @adirtylittleheart @wh0resstuff @spicymuffins03

[monichouu]

friends don’t fuck for fun, right?

| synopsis: it was only merely supposed to be a kiss with choso.

| cw: d33pthroat, cüm 3ating, sub choso,not proof read -.-

it was only supposed to be a quick kiss with Choso. But you wanted to take it to another level. You were on top of him, slowly pressing kisses everywhere, starting from his neck to the waist down.

“Y-y/n..” He whimpered as he felt your cold hands sliding up his shirt, kisses exploring his stomach. You continued sliding down, tugging at his belt and then gazing up at him.

“Y-you sure..?” Choso whispered. You nod, yanking his zipper, his long girth revealing. Your mouth opens slightly, you swear you could feel yourself drooling to the sight of his cock.

“It’s so pretty..” You praise, your fingers wrapping around his base making him inhale deeply. Steadily, you move your hand in a pattern-like movement up and down his length.

“h-hmph..a-ah…” Choso mewled, his head cocking back onto the pillow. You move your face closer to his cock-head, loling out your tongue, wrapping it around his aflushed tip. You take it easy on him as you suckled down more onto his base and proceeded to suck him off.

“fuckk…” he hiccups his eyes following with your movement as you bob your head in an up and down direction on his member. His sensitive cock twitches in your mouth as you quicken the pace. You couldn’t keep yourself restrained as you were lusting over his cock like a whore. You suddenly suckle down deeper, his tip hitting the end-walls of your throat, making you choke.

“just..like that, y/n..ngh..” he grunt, taking in deep inhales and his cock pulsating in your warm gummy walls.

“Shit..I’m gonna fucking cum..” He cries, as you pull back from his shaft, your saliva entwining with his pre-cum. You engulf him once more, making him even more sensitive to your touch.

“Come on…cum f’me baby..” your words muffling as you continue deep throating, Choso. He lets out a guttural grunt as he could feel himself releasing in your mouth. You pull back, jerking him off to pump more cum, the velvety ropes falling onto your face and fingers, you lick his tip, lapping up the sweet batter and then licking your fingers.

“I l-love you..” choso pants, sitting up, his cock still rock hard from the aftermath.

“I love you too, baby..” you smile, sitting up with him.

[dave-me0wstaine]

Bad boy 80s dave, I feel like if yall made out and you were on his lap he would like grind your hips into his until he like... yknowwwww but like dominant. (If ya could make that a fic that would be amazing :3)

anon!!!! this is so good like. could you imagine???

i feel like he'd be spread out on the couch, his legs open wide, borderline manspreading and he beckons you over to him. and so you crawl on his lap, happy to get some attention from your boyfriend. you're all shy smiles and happy giggles as he runs his large hands over your body, tickling your sides and making you squirm on his lap.

everything's all innocent kisses and playful tickles until you wiggle in a certain way and feel something hard, and you immediately start feeling hot because you know what that is. dave grips your hips and guides you across his bulge again.

"keep movin', pretty girl." he mutters, leaning in to leave marks across your neck. although you hardly get the chance to move, because dave is still gripping your hips, using his strength to swivel your hips across his.

"d-davie.." you whine, already feeling your high approaching. he's just so rough. you can feel bruises starting to form on your sides from how strongly he's holding you, and the pressure he applies to grind your bodies together makes for intense pleasure.

"what? feelin' good, baby? too much?" he asks. when you nod, he quickly takes on a condescending tone.

"so spoiled.. you're just a little pillow princess, yeah?" he groans, tilting his head back after a particularly hard grind. "fuckk, m'gonna cum like this."

you wrap your arms around dave's neck, snuggling into his neck and whining as you felt your orgasm rapidly approaching. all of a sudden, you feel fingers wind themselves in your hair, and yank your head back.

"don't hide, look at me when you cum," dave grits out between clenched teeth. as soon as you make eye contact with him, seeing his blown out pupils and intense gaze, you instantly crumble underneath him, mewling and writhing in his lap as you cum.

you lean forward, resting your head on his shoulder, and as you come down from your high, you realize you feel unusually wet. it’s only when you look down and see a huge wet patch on dave’s crotch and realize that you made him cum in his jeans. you blush, and he just chuckles at your shy expression.

“wasn’t lying when i said i was gonna cum, sweetheart.”

[sturns4thisbitch]

“next door neighbor”

-matt sturniolo pt.3 finale

warnings: SMUT, fluff, a bit of breeding, soft!dommatt, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it!), pet names (baby, sweetheart, ma, my girl, pretty girl, good girl), use of y/n

pt 1, pt 2

recap

“yeah but everything just fits you so well”

i blushed, hard.

“i- not like that” he covered his face in embarrassment

“i’m so sorry, i wasn’t trying to be weird”

“no, i know” i smiled walking towards him

-

“you know hm?” he smiled looking up as i walked right in front of him

“mhm” i bit my lip and he slid his hands around my waist bringing my closer to him

“god, you’re beautiful.” i blushed even more

“can i?” he lifts my top

“please” i mumble as he slides it off, kissing my neck softly

“fuck baby, i need you” he groaned against my neck

“yeah? you have me.”

he sat me on my bed and quickly unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down. i looked up at him and i started palming his through his boxers, he threw his head back and groaned.

“fuckkk y/n i’m not gonna last long”

“me neither baby it’s okay”

he gripped my thighs and kicked off his jeans and climbed on top of me

“are you sure you want this?”

“yes- fuck matt i need you” i whined

he pulled down my shorts and revealed my black thong.

“this all for me pretty girl?”

“mhmm fuck matt stop teasing”

he made circles on my clit through my panties before pulling them off of me

“ngh~ fuckk”

he massaged my boobs through my bra and i threw my head back as he started kissing the skin around my bra, licking a bit as he made his way back down my body, he yanked off his shirt and placed many kisses on my clit and licked a stripe up my folds

“shit matt holy-“ he took his dick out of his boxers and slid them down slightly, rubbing his tip on my folds, which made me whimper like crazy, he was huge.

“fuck baby, so wet for me”

“m-mghh please matt~”

he reached out his hand

“spit, y/n” i reluctantly spit and he used my spit as a lubricant to stroke himself

“this might hurt a little, okay?”

“okay” i whined as he slowly entered me

letting me adjust to his size

“move please!” i whined he pumped into me slowly

“good girl, taking me so well” he groaned

“faster matt!” i threw my head back as he quickened his speed, pumping into me quickly

“fuck baby, i’m close” he panted in my ear

“me too”

his voice in my ear was so raspy and breathy it had me even closer to the edge

“where do you want it sweetheart?”

“in me please”

“yeah? you want me to fuck my kids into you?”

“matt please”

he came inside of me, painting my walls with his warm liquid as he groaned

“fuckk so tight, i feel you clenching ma, let go for me” and i did.

“nghhh~ FUCK MATT” i screamed as i came hard. he smiled and kissed my forehead

“you’re so pretty, did so well my girl”

i smiled and we cuddled for the rest of the night until we eventually fell asleep

authors note:

hey bitchess, series is over, it was a very short one but i need a matt in my life. anywhoo lowkey i think i ate but lmk in the comments 💋

[astralnymphh]

yess!!!!! omg romantic sex where there’s like no one in charge and they’re both sooo lost in it just desperately wanting to make each other feel good

.ᐟ ☆⋅. honestly, i think in the case of "nobody in charge" would automatically craft the scenario as tribbing—only. maybee there's some leniency for strapping, but i think this town needs some more tribbing literature ౨ৎ the crimson hot entanglement of flesh in the throes of her mightiest passions— a chalice of her sentiments unveiled the second her lips are nipping spit like paint off the plump of yours. kisses magnify her every little need, converting those feelings into words in a whispered crescent, air cupping your ear soft, "w—wanna feel y'on me, baby— babe, please.." n ur endowing so much emotion into her, but her appetite of you is just so intense— her reciprocation can only be sported with her grinding into you~ the pair of you just a panting mess, chucking masses of breath down each others throats. eating up every little hitch of moan when the bulge of your clits brush so flawlessly, head of her bud then kissing yours and smushing down— ts' not even about cumming anymore, nay the wet arousal making everything slippery, forget the sore whisper enveloping her nipples, fuck the obscene fantasies. it's you, it's always been you. after every bite of trauma dusking her subconscious like a loom— it's always been you lightening her doorstep, and it will forever be you to share your pleasure with her. consumption of pleasure— in a gossamery fashion, wisping into each other. fuckk and she looks so red, her cheeks biting off cold and lips swollen to a pucker, and you can't even get a visual on her fingers, but you can damn near feel the pulse of them lacing fleshy twists of your waist— so so vulnerable, love made her, that of a purebred adoration. "fuck—uuhnn.. cum with me— pleashe, baby, baabe— need y'closer." she croons madly, puncture of her nails growing acute when you reply sweet of caramel, "i will— ellie, m'gonna w—wait f'you, won't cum withouu.. y— haahh~" and she— bound of her request, yanks you closer and pinches your cupids bow in her needy tumid lips, shutting her fair lids to the sensations you bring in every impel your bulge splits her folds apart, practically fucking her heart— cause oh boy was it baying for beats and blood.

apologies if this isn't so thourough im abt to slumber 💜 but thinkin' of my girl dearly. just looook at her, doesn't she just deserve a cup of your love??

[h0p3l3ssromantic]

One chance (maknae line)

It’s always “I just need one chance I swear”, but what would you do if you were actually given it?

This is a work of fiction for readers 18 and over

Please do not translate and/or post my work here or elsewhere without permission

This was written at the same time as part 1, just posted on different days but I encourage you to give this song a listen. It always does something to me

Hyung line linked below, enjoy smooches💋

HAN

Mhmm our baby girl. So gentle and shy. Would you treat him as such? Would you take his hand and caress yourself. Would you have him sit at the edge of the bed, naked as you jerk him off. Hm? Would you spit on his tip, moaning as you do so? Let him fuck your hand as you tell him how good he’s being for you? “You’re being such a good little princess for me Hannie” When he asks you if he can cum as he squirms, and moans for you, would you let him? Would you let him cum on your chest? And drag his dick across your chest? And be a good slut for our baby? Would you do that? Or would you be rough with him, use him as you pls and show him what a dom does?

Show him how a good subby takes what he’s given as you ride him and fuck yourself telling him he doesn’t deserve to cum and not to touch you?

FELIX

If there’s one thing you know about people who play video games, it’s that they love control. Would you let our Lixie have his way with you? Tell you what to do, how he wants it? “Take your clothes off”, “face down ass up”, “fuckk relax your throat for me baby”. Would you do that for him? Would you be a good little npc for our gamer boy? Or would you act out and make your own rules? Huh? You know how he gets when he’s frustrated with his games. Would you make him fuck you into submission? Overstimulating you, edging you, pushing so deep in you that you start crying. Would you beg for him to go slower? To let you cum? Would you plead how sorry you were? “I’m sorry I promise I’ll listen, p- please lixie, can I cum?” You had one night. One chance, why couldn’t you just be good for him? Now look at you. A crying, wet, sorry, moaning mess.

SEUNGMIN

You didn’t really know what to expect with Minnie. The NDA disclosed possible pet play and light training? What the fuck is training? You would soon find out. Walking towards you with a collar and leash in hand, “does my puppy want to play?” Would you be a good puppy and play with our Minnie? “Look at me pup” he says so nonchalantly as he ruins you. Your face buried in a pillow, your orgasm so close you can taste it. You barely hear him. When you do, it’s too late. He yanks the leash around your neck hard, forcing you up, backarched. “Does my puppy need more training?” Would you let him? Let him train you as he wishes? Would you be a good, obedient pet? Huh? Or would you chuckle at his questions “this is what you call training? Pathetic if you ask me” would you do that? An angry Minnie as you can remember is so hot. Would you test your luck? Would you push him into showing you how angry he can really get?

JEONGIN

The only thing on your mind. His hands. His fingers. And how you need them inside you. You, thinking you would be in control, have to tell him what to do and how to touch you. Was nothing short of speechless as you soon find out, baby bread is no baby at all. “You want my fingers huh? Beg for them” would you do that? Would you beg him to finger you and make you cum? “Jeongin I-“ is all your able to get out before he massages your folds with two fingers. “You what noona?” Would you swallow your ego? Would you tell him what you’ve only been able to say in group chats with your friends? “I want, no I- I need your fingers in me, I need them so deep. I need you to make me cum all over your hand a- as you choke me please” I don’t mean to break the 4th wall here but fuck I need innie so bad finally inside you, he finds your spot almost immediately. One hand in you, the other caressing you, slowly finding its way up to your neck, restricting your airway. It only takes a pumps and you clench your legs on his hand and tense up. “Open your legs” would you open wide for him? “Relax noona” would you? Would you melt into his touch? Huh? Removing his fingers from you, he begins rubbing your clit in a fast and pressured windshield wiper motion. He bends down bringing his lips to your ear, “Now squirt for me” Would you give him what he wants? Would you scream his name as you came, both of you watching your wetness spray? And be good to our jeonginnie? Would you do that?

A/n there is no ”or” option here. You get one night. You know better.

A/n fr lmao the maknaes were a little harder for me but as an innie stan I got lost and lost the plot a little but I tried to find my way back I rlly did I just need him so bad y’all don’t get it. Or y’all do, and that’s why you’re here😔😭 anywaysss pls I would love any feedback, comments, likes all feedback is good feedback

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Back from the dead for a day!! Comin at you wit

GhostxF!Reader

Nsfw 🤭

Minors dni! Every1 enjoy <33

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It was a muggy, rainy day on base. Hot, stuffy rooms meant irritated, restless soldiers looking for something to do. Some conversation to butt into. The day was long and uneventful and to top it all off there was a report waiting on your desk, due in several days.

“Alright you lot, I’m knackered jus’ lookin’ at you all trainin’ like dogs.” Captain Price called out, taking an unamused look at everyone in the room. “You're all dismissed.” He concluded, before walking out alongside Gaz and Soap. Unfortunately for me, I was in the middle of a sparring match with Ghost. It's not that I hated him. I myself was a lieutenant. He wasn’t any higher than I was. So in theory there was no reason to dislike him. Except for the fact that I did. I saw him as a threat and even somewhat of a rival. Someone to compare myself to. So though there was no reason to hate him in general, I did.

Pulled from my thoughts, I remembered where I was, standing stupid on the sparring mat with a 6’2 man now lunging at me. I narrowly dodged his attack, rolling away at the last second. Before I could get up Ghost had wrapped a strong paw like hand around my ankle, yanking me towards him.

“We don’t call you Fox for no reason Lieutenant. Act like it.” He spoke, smirking slightly. I growled, rolling away from him and jumping to my feet, avoiding a punch. Before he could gather his bearings I rushed him, slamming him into the ground. At first I thought it to be a miracle, then remembered he was already a little off balance and tired. As he stood up I ran at him again, taking the opportunity while he was disoriented, to slam him into the ground, albeit taking me with him. At first I let out a huff of a laugh then I groaned in pain as I felt warm liquid cover your abdomen.

“Fuckk…” I groaned as I abandoned the fight in favor of pressing my hands to my wound. Ghost understood and backed off, going over to his bag, grabbing his things and getting ready to leave. I stayed there on the ground, gritting my teeth to contain any sounds of pain. Suddenly I hear a voice behind me. Connors. A sergeant who seemed to think your rank didn’t matter as a woman. It was only nature that in a male dominated field I’d be treated like shit from time to time.

“Aww did the poor little runt hurt herself?” He laughed alongside his friends, all looking down at me. There was no point in reporting them as it would just come back to bite me in the ass anyways. Connors walked forward, crouching down to my level as I glared. “Hmm, maybe that's why Price put you on his team. He takes in runts of the litter all the time. He’s weak for that.” He replied, his breath smelling strong of some shitty vodka seltzer and even worse smelling cigarettes. It was evident he’d gotten drunk and tried to hide it with cologne and mouthwash which didn’t help at all.

“Get the fuck off me.” I spat, getting ready to stand up but Connor had beat me to it. He’d grabbed my arm roughly, yanking me to my feet and causing me to stumble. To anyone else not paying attention, it seemed friendly. Though in reality it was far from it. To stop me from stumbling he put his other hand on my hip, purposely digging his thumb into your wound through your shirt. Pain seared through me though I made no move or sound.

“Should’ve died with the kid you worthless bitch.” He growled, leaning his mouth close to my ear. “If I were anything like you I’d kill myself before an enemy wasted bullets on something as useless as you.” He gave me a cold smile before a gruff voice floated through the air behind me. I hadn’t realized how glossy my eyes were until I was facing Ghost.

“Something wrong?” He asked in his normal deep British accent. I pushed past him and bee lined for the infirmary, trying to calm myself. Around 10 minutes later and over twenty grimaces, I had new stitches and better bandages in place. Just as I was thanking the nurse and walking out, I heard Ghost. Though his voice was eerily cold. I let out a scoff when I realized he was talking to Connors. I turned and walked the other direction, straight to my office. Not but 3 minutes later someone turned up at my office, not even bothering to knock but rather just walking in.

“The hell? Could’t you have-” When I looked up I I was met with a tall brooding figure. Ghost. “I could’ve handled that.” I glared at him, leaning back in my swivel chair. “Listen, I get that you don’t like me. That's fair. But talking shit about me to Connor of all people? That's low.” I sighed as he stood still. “Whatever. I have an assignment I need to go over with Price.”

“An assignment? What makes you think you're fit for the job?” He asks in a gruff tone. I froze as I stood.

“Excuse me?” I glared at him, clearly offended. “I can handle myself thank you.” I said, venom dripping in my tone.

“Like hell you can. You were bleedin’ out all over the mat.” He replied in a cold tone. “You should stay here. You wouldn’t be able to finish the job.” At these words, he’d set fire to the wick of anger brewing inside me.

“If you didn’t hover so much I could have.” I shot back, knowing that if looks could kill he’d be dead. I turned my back to him, grabbing files from my cabinet.

“Like you could do half the things you do around me without my help.” He said, glaring at me though I couldn’t see his face fully through his balaclava.

“Oh I know I could.” I turned on my heels to glare at him.

“You can't.” He stated simply yet harshly and I scoffed again.

“Watch me.” I growled, glaring at him as I pushed passed him forcefully and right out the door. I made it my personal mission to go on that mission no matter what. I marched straight to Price's office, immediately wanting to talk to him about the mission before Ghost could send him an email or even a quick text. In hindsight I probably should’ve done that myself before just barging in. Nonetheless he let me go on the solo mission and I happily pranced out to the hangar giving Ghost, who was leaned up against the wall, the best ‘fuck you’ look I could.

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Several hours later I was drenched in blood. Some of it belonged to me and some belonged to the enemy. My front was caked in dirt as I was originally supposed to snipe down a small enemy post and retrieve intel but the wrong briefing was sent out. There were several dozen men and women hunting me now. No one's fault on base at least. Not even Price. Now I was shivering in the sludge left over from melted snow. Remnants left over from the previous winter melted into the January mud, creating a sludge that jammed guns and made running awfully hard. Hiding in the small ditch near the woods of the base, I found myself wishing Ghost was there. He’d know what to do. I was alone and therefore more vulnerable. Normally Ghost would be there to make me stare at the ground, or he’d make me count to twenty to distract me from explosions too close for comfort. He’d guide me with his annoyingly big hand on the small of my back, knowing where the enemies were ahead of time. I refused to die here in a muddy ditch. I already had the intel and technically I could call it quits now and just run for the escape truck placed about a mile into the woods. Taking that I didn’t have many options left I stood, shucking off the extra layers I had on, including my bullet proof vest, and ran. The more I ran, the more my panic grew.

Soon I heard footsteps behind me. No, not footsteps. Dogs. Dogs running through the mud and sludge. They’d let dogs loose to chase me out. I pumped my legs faster than I cared to, ignoring how shots were being fired directly at me. I let out a pained sound when a bullet grazed my leg. When I saw the truck, relief flooded me and I ran faster with newfound hope. I climbed in quickly, finding the keys in the ignition. I floored the truck and didn’t stop speeding until I’d reached base. Even by then my adrenaline hadn’t gone down and I was nauseous.Stumbling from the truck with the intel in hand, I made it through the front door and to the rec room where I shoved the intel into Soaps hands and pushed past Ghost to the public bathrooms, immediately throwing up anything in my stomach. The adrenaline had gone to my stomach, leaving me shaking. I was too busy trying to control my breathing to hear someone walk in and enter the stall I was slumped down in. I jerked away when strong hands tried touching me, though there was nowhere to go in the small stall and I really just turned around aggressively. It was Ghost.

“You're alright ‘s just me.” He said calmly, directing me back to facing the toilet and all the stomach acid I’d thrown up. I nodded dizzily and let him move me however.

“Your… you hate me. Quit being nice.” I slurred out before hurling up more stomach bile. He didn’t respond except for a simple pat on the back and a hum. I hadn’t even realized he was actually rubbing my back with one hand and holding my hair back with the other. When I was finally done puking and the contents were flushed, I leaned back against the wall. Staring at Ghost I realized something. The obsession. The so-called rivalry and hate.The sexual frustration. I didn’t hate Ghost.

I had a thing for him.

“You're staring.” He said calmly. Almost too calmly for having watched me throw up.

“So are you.” I shot back, averting my gaze to the wall of the crappy bathroom stall. He didn’t reply, instead asking a question.

“What happened?” He asked and If I was paying attention I would’ve noticed his voice was softer now. As if he was trying to not spook a deer.

“I was given the wrong briefing. I don’t think it was Price's fault.” I mumbled, leaning my head back against the wall. “I was only supposed to be taking down a small enemy post. In reality it was a full base. They… sent dogs after me.” I sighed, closing my eyes. Doing this I’d missed how Ghost stiffened at the idea of wild dogs being let loose on me. He stood and I opened my eyes.

“You should go get cleaned up. I have something to do.” he said quietly and turned to leave. I watched him walk away and out of the bathroom. It had finally dawned on me that he was in the women's bathroom and probably wasn’t allowed in here. After another ten minutes I stood up and made my way to my room. The nice thing about being a Lieutenant is that I got my own room, away from other soldiers. I grabbed clothes and headed out for a shower, working up the courage to finally assess my wounds.

The bathroom was cold and empty, though I didn’t care as it meant I could take a shower for however long I pleased. Stepping into the water I hissed at the sudden contact of hot water on my wounds but soon relaxed as it eased my sore muscles. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, going over the events of the day. Specifically the ones of Ghost, before and after my mission. My cheeks turned soft pink as I thought of him, realizing maybe he didn’t hate me but had his own way of being nice. Maybe he wasn’t shit talking me to Connors. The more I thought the more I wanted to talk to him. To see him. Touch him. A hand slipped down my body to brush over my clit, gasping slightly before yanking my hand away. He was my lieutenant. I shouldn’t be doing this. Nor thinking like that of him. I leaned against the white tile wall, letting my other hand brush against my nipple,over the piercing, and suddenly the other was between my legs again, rubbing soft circles on my clit. Small whimpers left my mouth though I didn’t care as I was fairly sure the running water and showerhead drowned out any sounds. What I wasn’t aware of though, was that Simon Riley was leaning against the wall near the doorway. Though it was clear we were both out of sight of each other, it was clear to Ghost what was going on.

I let out a high pitched whimper when I knew both me and my arms were too tired to let me finish so instead I carried on with the rest of my shower, wrapping myself and stepping out into the empty bathroom. I dressed in comfortable clothes that wouldn’t irritate my wounds too much and padded barefoot to my room. Dropping my clothes into my hamper and laying down in my bed, digging through my nightstand for my little pink vibrator. I pushed down my shorts and underwear enough to press the silicon to my little nub, letting out a sharp gasp when I flicked it on. My hips immediately bucked up, though my hand followed. I let out the softest of moans and even embarrassed myself at one point. “Ghost-” I whined, coming closer and closer to the edge of relief. My thighs started shaking and my shoulders tensed up. “Simon-” I choked out, right on the edge of release when it had simmered down. “N-no!” I whined out when I realized the vibrator had died. Just then, I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Straightening up I pulled my underwear and shorts back up, cringing at the fabric rubbing against my center. As if right on que, a knock came from my door. “Coming just uh- give me a second.” I tried to adjust myself to look less debaucherous.

I stumbled to the door, opening it rather quicker than I preferred. To my surprise I was met with the stare of Ghost. “Oh… hello Si- Ghost. Hello Ghost.” I corrected myself, mentally facepalming. Smooth. “Did you umm- did you need something?” I asked, trying to sound calm and relaxed though I sounded far from it.

“Just wanted to check on you.” He said, shooting me a knowing look when I looked away nervously.

“Oh right well I'm fine.” I replied quickly, almost making it seem like I was trying to get him to leave me alone. He didn’t respond to me as he instead stared at something past me. “Ghost?” I asked again and still no answer. I turned around, eyes scanning my room nervously until I had found what I was certain he was staring at. I’d left that stupid pink vibrator charging on my nightstand. “Fuck-” I said turning around to face him. “I’m so sorry I-” All my words had caught in my throat. Though when I looked back up at his face I immediately noticed his change in posture and demeanor. His eyes seemed darker and he was staring at me like I was some piece of fresh cut meat. Without another word he leaned down to my level and whispered gruffly.

“Nod yes or no if you want me to walk into your room.” I was about to reply when he shushed me “reminder darlin’ I will not be held responsible for anything that happens alright?” He asked and without a word I nodded. “Words sweetheart.” he murmured, staring more at my lips now than anything else.

“Yes…please.” I said softly, lacing my fingers with his. Before I knew what was happening he was lifting me up and pinning me against the now closed door. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist, though my ankles barely touched behind him. His mask was rolled up to the bridge of his nose and his mouth was on mine within a second, breathing in each other's breath until we were panting.

“Tell me… tell me what you were doing in the shower.” he asked, trailing sloppy, wet kisses along my jaw. My breath hitched when it dawned on me that he’d been watching, or at least listening.

“You were there…” I slurred out, focusing on how he had let me push my fingers up under his mask to grip at his hair.

“Doesn’t answer my question, doll.” He murmured, kissing down the column of my throat.

“Was thinkin’ bout you-” I choked out, not thinking straight. “Thought about you touchin-”

“Shh I know sweetheart.” He mumbled laying me down on the bed with the most gentleness he could muster. His fingers traced across my neck and collar bone. Seeming to take in every last inch of me. “Beautiful.” He mumbled littering kisses the further down he went until he’d stripped me of my shirt and bra. His eyes were glued to my chest. Specifically the piercings adorning each peak. He let out a guttural groan as he gingerly took one in his mouth and the other in his hand. I let out a sharp gasp, similar to the one I’d let out earlier. “Not very dresscode authorized.” he mumbled.

“Are you complaining?” I asked wryly, like it was supposed to be sarcastic, though I was immediately shut up when he pressed one of his bulky thighs between mine. Giving me something to grind on while he worked.

Ghost let out a sound of acknowledgement but instead pressed a firm kiss to my lips. “First you're gonna cum on my tongue and fingers.” He whispered, hot breath fanning out against my neck. “Gonna get you all nice and prepped for my cock alright?”

“S’ not my first time.” I mumbled looking at him with lidded eyes.

“Could’ve fooled me.” He smirked, tugging my shorts down. For the first time in this entire interaction I looked down and finally took in the size of his bulge, though it was quickly hidden as he kneeled down between my legs. “C’mere love.” I mumbled, grabbing the crooks of my knees and pulling me down to the end of the bed. “Stay still now.”

My brows furrowed as I looked at him with confusion “But I still have my under-” I was cut off with my own soft moan as he dragged his tongue against the wet cotton before sucking gingerly on my clit. “Fuck-” I whimpered out, clearly not used to this.

“Never been eatin’ out before lovie?” He asked tauntingly. I shook my head no sheepishly.

“Just a couple of shitty one night stands.” I mumbled, propping myself up on my elbows. “You don’t have to if you don’t-”

Ghost had cut me off before I could finish my sentence. “I wan’ to.” He murmured, pulling down my underwear, trailing kisses across the inners of my thighs. “Gonna ruin anyone else for ya.” He smirked before dipping his head down to lap languidly at my clit, causing me to try and clamp my thighs around his head, though I couldn’t with his broad shoulders. He didn’t try to move my legs but rather wrapped his arms around the tops of my thighs, pulling me impossibly closer to his mouth.

“Ghost- fuck!” I yelped out, one handing balled up in the sheets and the other at the back of his head. Then he stopped moving all together causing me to whine and look down again.

I was met with his chocolate brown eyes which seemed impossibly darker now. “When you cum, I wanna hear my name” He growled before going back to his previous menstruations.

“F-fuck! S-si it's so good!” I whined bucking my hips, even if they only moved a couple centimeters. When I thought it couldn’t get any better it did, he’d slipped a finger inside and was met with no resistance and so, he slipped in another. I let out the loudest moan of the night so far as he fucked his fingers into me, forcing out a half moan, half sob when he found that spongey spot inside me. “There!” I nearly squealed “right- right there.” Simon didn’t need his marksmanship skills to find the target. He wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking hard as he pistoned his fingers in and out of me.

“Good girl-” He groaned, sending vibrations which, coupled with the praise, sent me over the edge. I was arching my back and wrapping my legs almost painfully around his head though he didn’t complain at all as he helped me through my orgasm. After I started twitching from overstimulation and had let him go, he backed off. While I was staring at the ceiling, panting, he was looking at my leg. Specifically at the bullet wound or rather the graze that I'd forgotten about. “You get this today?” He asked, brows furrowed.

“Yeah but-” I panted, propping myself back up on my elbows. “It's alright. Doesn’t really hurt that bad.” I sighed when he went stiff “C’mon, you said you’d fuck me, i’ll hold you to it.” I smiled, holding out my hand for him to take, though he did much more. He undid his belt with one hand and held my hand to his mouth, littering kisses along my hand and wrist. When his belt and pants were gone it had really begun a staring contest between me and his dick. There’s no way it would fit right? I looked at him with uncertainty though he responded with a chuckle and cupped my face in one hand.

“Don’t worry doll. It’ll fit alright? You just can’t be on top tonight okay?” He murmured against my skin, his other hand idly tracing nonsense shapes near the wound on my leg. “You can once that gets better alright sweetheart?” With a nod he moved back a bit, giving himself room to strip himself of his boxers, cock now standing proudly and leaking precum. It was no joke Ghost was big, though you hadn’t realized he was big everywhere. His dick wasn’t far from what others would call huge. He had to be at least a solid 7 inches with a slight curve to the left and a pretty vein running along the bottom of it. “Don’t worry love, I’ll take real good care of you.” He murmured, capturing my lips with his to swallow down all my moans as he pressed the tip to my entrance.

“Fuck Simon! S’ too big!” I whined, writhing in his gentle but firm grip.

“Lovie, it's only half of it.” He murmured, smirking as he trailed kisses along my jaw and slithered his hand down to rub at my clit. “Jus’ have to relax sweetheart.” I nodded as he thrusted the last couple inches then stilled, giving me time to adjust to him.

After a minute I whined softly “Move, please.” and with that he rocked his hips back and forth slowly, picking a gentle pace that drew out soft moans from me. It was becoming increasingly obvious that I wasn’t loud, which just spurred Simon to try harder. “F-faster-” I whined, hands gripping onto his arm and the bed sheets. He only nodded and let out a groan as he started moving faster.

“C’mon baby. Doin’ so good for me.” He mumbled, picking up the pace again. His hands traveled to wherever they could find. One finding purchase on my left nipple, playing with the little bar piercing there, the other hiking up my leg to get a better angle. “So pretty.” He groaned out softly “want you to cum lovie, cum on my cock” He growled, almost pistoning his hips into me now. The hand playing with my piercing was replaced by his mouth and that hand went down to rub my bundle of nerves, causing me to moan wantonly.

“Shitshit- Simon! G-gonna cum! Cumming!” I choked out as my body seized and my back arched up. He took this as the perfect opportunity to capture my mouth in a kiss again and chase his own climax now.

“Yeah,yeah,yeah” He growled out “Good girl, sucha’ good fuckin girl.” and before he could say another word, he finished in three sloppy thrust, pulling out to paint your thighs, trying his hardest to avoid your bandages. He slumped down, panting against my neck. “Howwas’ that?” He slurred out, tired and sweaty.

“Good.” I mumbled, staying still, knowing his dick would leave me aching. He eventually pulled out with a groan and a whine from me, leaving to grab a towel from my basket. He came back less than a minute later, wiping my thighs clean and trying to dry both me and himself off. “Stay with me?” I asked quietly, afraid he’d say no. He only gave a smile and a nod, lifting up the blankets for the both of us to crawl under. After around ten minutes of silence when I was sure he was asleep he spoke up.

“I should’ve been there.” He mumbled, hand brushing gently against the bandages across my stomach. “I'm sorry.” He mumbled even quieter. I turned around to face him as we lay side by side and cupped his mask covered face with one hand.

“I'm sorry too.” I mumbled, rolling his mask up to press a kiss to his lips. I closed my eyes, taking his mask completely off and rolling over, never crossing a line at all. The last thing I felt before I fell asleep was the feeling of Simon whispering against my shoulder and occasionally pressing kisses across my shoulder blades.

Maybe I should argue with him and get hurt more often. (This is not encouragement to feed into your delulu irl fantasies.) <33