#HeadLock Muscle

[hoofpeet]

Oughghghhwag.... residual sibling based rage

[camelclutchfan]

[speedl00ver]

How Miruko catches villains

[amymbona]

TW: mentions of blood drinking and biting, nsfw

Thinking about the veins on Patrick's forearms, about the way all his pulse points must throb when you touch them, about the way his blood would pour into your mouth if you bit him, sucking into that sweet, metalic substance. Oh how I wanna taste that, use his red blood as my lipstick for an important event. I wanna bite into his muscles so bad, I wanna see them twitch and I want him to strangle me so bad. I wanna piss him off so he takes me into a headlock and forces me to do whatever he feels like, I want his tight muscles to squish my cheeks, to force my face into his armpit and inhale his musky scent after the practice. I want his hands all over me, long fingers digging into my thighs and pushing me open, palm pressed on my tummy to keep me from lifting my hips up. His long, thin digits rubbing circles over my throbbing clit as I both apologise and beg for more.

[mrshargreeves]

i need him so bad someone pls tell him that i love him i would teach him anything he wants

[sappydoll]

stop making karlach soft and skinny what...

[lemon-wedges]

HE MAY BE SNAKE BUT THAT TIED UP OTACON HAS HIM BARKING

I'm literally thinking about snake trying to train otacon how to escape these tie up situations. But my noodle of a man has no upper body strength it's just snake having to watch otacon struggle for an hour while making those delicate girl moans from twin snakes.

[milo-is-rambling]

We are cancelling having a crush for forever bc I just remembered the concept of eye candy exists

[henchmaxxing]

I do wish the billionaire cage match was gonna actually happen.

I dont care about zuckerburg but i WOULD want to watch him choke musk out on the floor of the octagon

[camelclutchfan]

Young rookie teaching his muscled opponent who's boss

[cntloup]

18+ MDNI Simon fucking you in a headlock

You've been obsessed with his arms since day one.

And you finally asked him to do what you wanted for a while.

He made sure that you were comfortable, asking multiple times if you were ok.

And you breathed out 'yes' eagerly each time.

And now here you are as he fucks into your sopping pussy while having you in a headlock, thick veiny arm wrapped around your neck.

The burly mass of muscles puts enough pressure to make you dizzy, increasing the already intense pleasure of his fat cock splitting your weeping cunt open.

His other hand reaches around your body and lands on your sensitive puffy clit, rough fingers circling and pinching it while his wide hips slap against your rear with each ferocious plunge into you.

"You gonna be a good girl and cum f'me?" he grunts into your ear as he feels the ever increasing pressure of your pulsating pussy on his cock.

And you can only hum in response, the razing pleasure too much to bear, too much to let you form any coherent words.

You hold on to his strong arm wrapped around you, nails digging into his bicep and forearm, surely leaving crescent marks on his skin.

The delightful mix of sweet sensations, the aching drag of his thick cock along your sensitive walls repeatedly with the dizzying pleasure of his arm around your neck,

while his swollen red tip viciously attacks your gummy cervix and his calloused fingertips rub against your puffy clit send you to a state of pure engulfing euphoria.

And streams of your juices and cream gush out of you as you let out hiccupped moans, blended with his low growl of sheer pleasure as he fills up your welcoming womb with his seed.

[skyrigel]

“Oh Simon…” And you forgot everything, lost into oblivion of some sweet dreamy kind as he pushed and slammed even more further with his big rigid cock.

Your eyes rolled back in your skull, while the room echoed with Simon's groan and the creak of your bed, the shameless sound of skin slapping against skin in electrifying sizzles. A sharp pain stinged where Simon's big palm connected, aching in tingles as he fucked harder, all the while pain stirred in toe-curling pleasure.

“Ya’ not here with me, stay here.” He demanded, leaning further over to yank back at your hair, his arm snaking around your neck and surrendering you in a headlock.

“Shake ya’ head, yeah ?” He hit your g-spot and another scream tore down your throat but only managed to vibrate against your skin, Simon's chokehold was damming your senses.

He released his grip and you hastily gulped bulk of air before he tightened his muscles around your neck, his veins popping along and how much you wanted to kiss them.

“If ya’ can't speak your safeword then shake ya’ head lovie.” He grunted but didn't stop for one bit and you were grateful even if your knees gave out and only Simon fucking through your overstimulation. You were drooling on his elbow that was wrapped around you like snake coil.

“Good girl.” Simon hummed.

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[nymphoniah]

lessons learned | logan howlett

AN: here's a little drabble about logan fucking you from behind, keeping you in a headlock, squished between his biceps <3 and also some dirty talk here and there!

pairing: mean!logan x afab!reader

content/tags: NSFW, minors DNI (18+ only), dom!logan, choking, dacryphilia, name calling, porn without plot, dirty talk, creampies, unprotected sex, pet names (princess, doll, etc.), size kink, mark leaving (ie. hickeys), breeding kink, brat taming, rough sex

logan sees the way you watch his arms hungrily, your lust blown pupils observing the way his muscles twitch when he's feeling tired. he knows the chokehold he has on you.

just a poor little thing, wrapped around his finger.

"i see the way you look at my arms, darlin", he grunts, manhandling you so your back presses against his chest, his toned arms snaking around your waist, keeping you locked in place.

"you don't even try to hide it," logan adds, pressing kisses against your shoulder, his hands working at the straps of your tank top, slowly sliding them down to reveal your tits.

"such a dirty girl, hm?" he teases, rolling the sensitive buds between his thumb and index finger.

"were you ever taught that it was rude to stare?" he hisses, tugging at your nipples, making you wince out in pain. logan smirks at your audible displeasure, now turning his attention from your tits to your neck.

"i’m gonna mark you up doll, ‘oughta teach you a lesson somehow," he growls. logan presses a kiss against the shell of your ear, making his way down to your nape, planting wet kisses along the way.

you lean forwards, giving him easier access to your neck—and when you give him an inch, he takes a mile.

his kisses get more erratic, sloppier, messier, hungrier. he can’t hold himself back, he needs to mark you, and absolutely wants to show the whole world that you’re his.

and so he sinks his teeth into the supple skin of your neck, paying sweet attention to how your weak moans escaped from your lips. he’d nip and suck at your skin, hard enough to leave those love bites you both oh-so carnally desire.

your brain is all fuzzy from the stinging pain you felt on your neck, mixed alongside the growing pleasure you felt between your legs as he simultaneously paws at your tits.

“i can’t take it lo, s’too much,” you whine, shutting your eyes tight. tears start forming around your waterline as he continues his assault on your neck.

just as your vision starts to get hazy, he wraps his left arm around your neck, keeping your face snug between his forearm and bicep.

“be a good girl and fuckin’ take it,” he commands, a singular claw popping out of his right hand, slicing through your mini-skirt to reveal your lacy black pair of panties.

sheathing his claw, he hastily pulls them down to reveal your sopping wet cunt. “fuck me…” he hisses, admiring your cunt in all its glory.

“such a dirty fuckin’ whore, you getting off on this?” he says smugly, slipping a finger between your folds, observing the way your pussy sucks him in.

you weakly nod as you remain sandwiched in his headlock. teetering between the lines of passing out and losing consciousness, you mumble out a string of words—something along the lines of “i need you to fuck me,” or “fuckin’ put it in”; they both mean the same thing to logan anyways.

he obliges, with one arm wrapped around your neck, and the other hastily working at the belt of his jeans. in one swift motion, his boxers and jeans hit the floor in tandem, freeing his cock from the confines of the tight denim.

he spits in his hand, pumping his cock a couple times before he finally lines himself up, and slides himself in, down to the hilt. your pussy sucks him in like a vice, the two of you moaning in unison.

“you’re so tight for me, princess.” he groans, thrusting into you at a rapid pace, fully sheathing himself out, and pushing his full length back into you.

the sound of his balls slapping against your ass fills the room. the pace of which he fucked you made you dizzy, the grip around your neck adding to the immense pleasure you felt in your cunt.

you attempt to press kisses against his bicep as the muscle secures you in place, but you fail to do so, as shown by your wine red lip stick smudged all over his arm.

“such a naughty whore, suckin’ me in like this” he teases, his free hand pressing against the bulge on your stomach, disappearing and reappearing with every thrust of his. “need this dick to fill you up, huh?”

and you whine as much as your parched voice allowed you to. “want you so bad, lo” you mumble incoherently. “need you stuff me with your cum.”

“such a filthy mouth for a sweet little girl like you,” logan grunts, the movement of his hips getting sloppier. “beg for it.”

“need you to fuckin’ breed me,” you moan, “make me yours,” you cry out— and that’s what makes logan snap.

with a few final deep thrusts, he finishes inside you. his hot ropes of cum fill your cunt to the brim; your arousal mixed with his cum leaks out of your sopping hole before he even pulls out.

he keeps his cock inside you for a minute, pumping whatever he has left inside of you, and finally pulls out. he winces, already missing the way your gummy walls wrapped tightly around his cock.

“need to keep that in you…” he says playfully, plugging your cunt with his thumb, the calloused pad making sure that his cum is stuffed deep inside you.

“now let that be a lesson for you, doll,” he quips, removing his thumb, slipping it into his mouth to taste the mixture of the two of you.

he then brings his thumb to your bottom lip, inviting you to have a taste for yourself. the heady taste of his cum combined with your slick had you moan around him.

he pulls his thumb away from your mouth with a pop, and you look up at him with your fucked-out eyes. you simply nod your head and give him a lazy smile.

surely it wouldn’t hurt to stare at him every now and then.

[konigsblog]

headlocks 'nd simon riley

; getting fucked in a headlock

tw: headlock, power difference (?) female reader.

it's simon riley's thing to fuck you in a headlock. that turns him on and his tip leaking and drooling all over his brute abdomen.

when you're spoon fucking, he wraps a strong, muscular arm around your neck, muscles flexing as he holds, making sure you're restrained and bound while you take his girthy cock, feeling him slide deep inside your gummy walls. your pussy throbs and clenches around his shaft, eyes rolled back and your jaw hanging open, pleasure dripping from your little cunt.

“look at ya’... whiney’ slag.”

he spits, muttering his harsh and hurtful words into your ear while tightening the already firm grip he has on your neck. you cry softly, body shaking with euphoria and stress as you attempt to breathe. you drag your nails along his upper arm, moaning out to catch your breath while he slams and pounds into you, knocking the wind from your lungs with his aggressive pace.

“keep takin’ it all, lovie. tha’s my girl-- thereee we go... attagirrrllll...”

he chokes you tightly, holding you firmly while you sob out due to your air restriction. simon absolutely adores the power dynamics between you two, how easily he's able to shut you up with a nice, firm fucking.

only when you're gasping desperately will he free you, before grasping your neck firmly, a large hand choking you, fucking you deeper while you whine and choke.

[seohyunsfavorite]

Simon is just so big and muscular (tree trunk thighs..), like the size difference is just mind boggling, and he’s not gentle either, like if you’re looking for a gentle giant, thats not him

He’ll put you in a headlock while fucking you from behind, and that’s probably when he’ll try to be a bit gentle cause he’s trying so hard to fight the urge to snap your neck

Not that he’d want to hurt you like that but all those years in the field it’s just muscle memory!!

[lovelybucky1]

logan fucking you from behind while having you in a headlock.

you’re both on your knees on the bed, your back is flush to his chest and his bicep is around your neck. he has you completely immobilized and all you can do is let him manhandle you.

the muscle is hard and warm and it cushions your chin and he ruts into you. the squeeze isn’t tight enough to cut off any air supply, but it makes you feel a little fuzzy.

his other hand grabs possesively at your hips and ass, gripping you wherever he can. he’s muttering filthy shit into your ear and nipping at your neck where skin is exposed. you’re so close to him and it feels like he’s everywhere and his presence is all-encompassing.