#I am full of whining and im sorry

[aliosne]

Also last night my pain was Okay but tonight we are Flaring and I am feeling the lack of hot rice bag

[thebirdandhersong]

Lol

[lovisyandereblog]

Eyes on Me

Yandere Submissive Stalker X GN Reader

Part 3! Probably last part….maybe

Part 1 and 2 here. Also guys Im so sorry for my mistakes in my last post! I accidentally used she/her pronouns in my writing, I genuinely didn’t even realise it. Im so sorry guys!!

7 weeks. It had been 7 long fucking weeks and you were still stuck here.

Noah had kept you captive for nearly two months now, but he never let you feel like you were one.

He would gift you things you wanted nearly everyday, Noah would cook your favourite dishes for you, he would shower you with love and affection, always making sure your every want and need was met.

All he asked for in return was your love…thats all he wanted.

And it seemed like you were slowly giving in.

What else could you do?! He was so adorable, so cute, so kind, so sweet…you were slowly becoming more lenient towards him.

For example, you weren’t kicking, hitting or screaming anymore. You were eating your food rather than throwing it away and yelling. And you were a bit more welcoming to his kisses, his soft and loving kisses.

Noah was also letting you roam free in his large house. You had an idea of who he was now. Noah was a very famous doctor, and was very wealthy. He was a psychiatrist who always treated his patients with care and love, never making them feel like they were a burden.

But although he let you roam the house freely, he never let you outside.

Creak…

The door opened and you stared at it, the same sweet smile you saw everyday greeting you.

“Good morning my love~!! Have you had a nice nights sleep?” Noah came closer to you, stroking your cheek and kissing your forehead. You were so used to it at this point that you didn’t even bat your eye at his affection.

“ `Morning…” You mumbled as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, sitting up slowly.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you look in the mornings~?” Noah said in a sing-song voice, twirling a piece of your y/c hair with his finger.

You tried to hide your blush as you turned your head away, “W-whatever…”

Noah chuckled and kissed your cheek again, “Come! Go get freshened up and lets have breakfast! I’ve asked the cook to make you your favourite french toast!”

He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to praise him. He practically lived for your praise and attention, but you would rarely give it to him.

“Oh..thank you Noah..Ill go get ready…” You murmured as you rushed to the toilet. Noah watched you go, hearts practically engrained in his eyes. For you. Just for you~

At the breakfast table, Noah was staring at you lovingly as he fed you the toast.

“I can feed myself…” You tried to protest, but he whined.

“P-please! Please let me Y/N…Im begging you~” His eyes were so cute, you just couldn’t help but give into his pleads.

“Fine..just stop looking at me like that…” You replied hastily, and he immediately brightened up and went straight back to feeding you.

After your 5th or 6th bite, you started feeling quite full, putting your hand up to stop the bite in Noah’s hand to come near your mouth. He nodded and ate the bite himself, smiling at you with such a lovesick grin.

You swallow nervously, looking at him. You had to ask him a question really badly, it was really important, “Noah?”

“Yes my angel, my love, my darling~?” Noah answered, hearts in his eyes as he looks at you. You had to keep yourself from smiling at his cheesy terms of endearment.

“Can you please let me go outside? I haven’t seen the outside world in like 2 months…” You complained, making him frown immediately and look away.

“Y-Y/N, you know how sorry I am…I feel so guilty baby…” Tears already filled his eyes as he spoke, making you sigh as you always gave into his tears.

“But…but I can’t let you go…Im scared you’re going to leave me. I can’t live without you my love…I’ll die!” Noah started to cry, holding your hands and bringing it to his heart. On the inside, he knew he was manipulating you but what else could he do?! He genuinely did love you so so much.

He loved you to the point of obsession.

You thought to yourself as you just stared at him, he sniffed and gave you puppy eyes. You knew you had to do something in order to get out of this place, otherwise he’d just keep you locked up forever. You wanted your life back and you knew just how to do it.

It involved giving into Noah’s love in order to regain your freedom. There was no other way. You had tried to escape in the past but he always…always found you.

“Noah…if I become your..partner..will you let me have more freedom?” You asked, and he immediately jumped up, looking at you hopefully.

“Y-Y/N?! Are….are you being serious?!” Noah couldn’t believe it, all his hard work finally paid off. You would finally be all his.

“Yes Noah, I’ve thought about it a lot and I want to start a relationship with you, but you have to promise you’ll let me go-” You had barely finished your sentence when he suddenly fainted, making you let out a loud scream.

You immediately went on your knees, cradling him in your lap as you tried to nudge him awake.

‘What the fuck??’ You thought to yourself as you check his pulse and sighed in relief when it’s normal.

“Now what am I to do with you…” You mumble to yourself before a plan comes to mind.

Paybacks a bitch…

Noah woke up with a groan, his eyes slowly opening yet his sight was still hazy.

‘What happened…?’ He thought to himself as he tried to sit up, but his eyes widened when he couldn’t move. He looked up and saw his wrists were tied together and attached to the headboard of the bed. To add to this, his ankles were tied to the bottom poles of the bed. He looked down and noticed he was now wearing only his boxers and a t-shirt.

He thrashed around, trying to get out of his restraints to no avail. This couldn’t be happening. Where the hell were you?!

Noah began to sob and panic as millions of thoughts raced through his poor little head. He started to think of how you had left him and he’d never see you again.

“Y/N!! P-PLE-HIC-PLEASEE I’M S-SORRY…DON’T L-LEAVE ME…I’LL DIE W-HIC-WITHOUT YOU!!!” He was genuinely going crazy without you, where did you go?? Why would you leave him? Was he not good enough?! He’d change for you—he will; just give him a chance!!

“Y/N!! C-COME BA—” His words were cut off by you suddenly placing a hand over his mouth, “Shut the fuck up,” You seethed, glaring at him as he looked up at you with teary blue eyes.

Where you came from, he didn’t know but he was just happy that you were here. Although he was genuinely scared from how angry you looked, he couldn’t help but feel relieved at the fact that you hadn’t left. He was so delusional that he thought you had came back for him❤️❤️❤️ (A/N he’s so weird I love him)

But he also had a little problem because of you on top of him; all of his fantasies were coming true. Oh god just ruin him already!!

He whined against your hand and tried to buck his hips up, making you grip onto his mouth even harder, “I said shut up you fucking brat, can’t listen to simple instructions?”

The mix of your strong body on top of him and your cruel words made the poor boy’s eyes roll to the back of his head as his back arched; pathetic moans leaving him.

No way….did he just….?

You look down and saw a wet patch forming on his crotch, you internally smirked at how much of an effect you had on him but you had to keep up your strict persona, “Did you just fucking cum, you slut?”

Noah panicked, his pretty eyes filling with even more tears as he shakes his head “no,” worried that you’d be disgusted with him. (He secretly wanted you to treat him like trash)

But could you blame him for cumming?? You were literally on top of him looking as beautiful as ever, whispering demeaning words at him and you expected him not to cum?

“Mmm…n-not a s-slut…” He tried to mumble against your hand, looking at you with such love in his eyes. You nearly felt bad for him.

You suddenly slap him on the face, making him whine out in pain and pleasure as he breathed heavily from the release of his mouth from your hand. You took a second to admire the sight below you:

His blonde locks were messy, bangs sticking to his forehead. His cheeks were all rosy and wet with tears as was his mouth which was covered in his drool. Noah’s big blue eyes were looking to the side, embarrassed to face you as he bit his pretty pink lips.

You gripped his hair roughly, making him whine out, “Did I say you could talk back? Did I say you could fucking look away?”

He shook his head frantically, mentally face palming himself for disobeying you, “N-no! No…‘mm sorry!! S-sorry…please…”

“Sorry’s not going to cut it pretty boy…I think I need to teach you a lesson hmm? For all the bad things you did…” You leaned in close to his ear and he could feel his dick harden again from your proximity, “….for kidnapping me, keeping me locked up here…you’ve been a bad boy haven’t you~?”

Noah had started to sob, tears cascading down his adorable pink cheeks; he didn’t want to be a bad boy!! He wanted to be good, so good, for you!

“N-no! Mm so-sorry!! I’m n-not a bad boy! I-I’m a g-good boy…your good boy!!” He desperately begged, looking up at you in hopes you’d believe him. He knew what he had done was wrong but his intentions were never bad, he promises!!

You couldn’t help the heat pooling in your lower stomach from the way he was begging, god his desperation was so hot. So what if he was a deranged, psychotic, obsessive lunatic? He was cute!!

“But you haven’t proven to me you’re a good boy…so a punishment is really needed~” You said with a devilish smirk forming on your face, making both his heartbeats race (if you get what I mean💀💀)

You lean over and open one of the drawers, an assortment of items you had bought while he had been unconscious. His eyes widened in fear and excitement as he saw you bring a ball gag to his mouth, “Mmnnoo!! Y-Y/N!!” He tried to beg but you had already sealed his mouth shut.

Then you proceeded to pick up a remote like device you bought, Noah looked at it in confusion while tilting his head. You smirked at how adorable he looked, he didn’t know what he had gotten himself into.

With the click of a button, Noah’s back arched as he felt pleasure coursing through his body. He hadn’t even realised that a vibrator was lodged inside him! You must have put it in while he was unconscious.

“MMMNNGGH~!” He moaned against the gag, his body twisting and shaking, poor little baby was so sensitive!

You turned the vibrator off and he slumped down, his chest heaving, “Now for your punishment, I’m going to leave you here with that vibrator on and you’re going to cum over and over again until I’m satisfied, do you understand?”

Noah’s eyes widened and he shook his head profusely. This wasn’t what he wanted, he wanted to feel you, to touch you, to have you make him feel good; not this stupid toy!

He also didn’t want to be alone, he felt like he’d die if you weren’t near him so he began to cry, “N-noooo!! Mmm stayy!” His voice came out muffle which only made you smirk even more.

It was evident you were a sadist; seeing him whine and beg like that really turned you on. However you were doing this also to make sure it was engrained in his head who was in charge: you. It was to make sure he’d never pull a stunt like this again and would also prove his obedience to you.

“You said you wanted to be my good boy didn’t you Noah~? So be a good boy and take it.” You said sternly, turning the vibrator on once more before walking out of the room, leaving the door open a little bit so you’d hear him.

His moans and cries followed you as he begged for you to come back, but with the gag in his mouth he could only do so much.

Noah’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came again with a cry, his boxers were now dirty with his jizz. He sobbed as the vibrations bullied his poor prostrate, he wanted you to make it feel better, please come back!

And then he came for the third time, and the fourth and then the fifth. It felt like hours had gone by (it had only been 30 minutes) since you left him in this state; his whole body was shaking as his hips bucked to try and get away from the vibrations but to no avail.

“Nnnngghh~!! ‘S t-too m-much…too much!” He whined, mainly to himself but it came out as mixed garbles.

You finally graced him with your presence and entered the room, your own arousal building up at the sight of him. But you also felt pity on him, it was clear that he had never felt the touch of anyone his entire life—let alone come numerous amounts of times!

He hadn’t noticed you came in yet, his mind was all foggy and hazy; the only thing he could focus on was the vibrations in his ass.

You say next to him and his head immediately darted towards you, tears pooled his eyes and he begged you to make it stop, “P-pleasshh~” He tried to say but the gag and the tormenting toy stopped him from being able to vocalise himself.

You cooed at him and turned the vibrations to the lowest level, yet not quite turning it off yet, “Have you learnt your lesson~?” You ask, and he nods eagerly and tries to get closer to you: to feel your comfort, your warmth, your affection, your love~

You take mercy on him and take out the gag since it was clearly hurting his jaw, he lets out a moan of relief as incoherent ‘thank yous’ and ‘I love yous’ leave his mouth.

“Shhh…it’s okay, I’ve got you~” You whisper in his ear, you gently take his underwear off and take the vibrator out, making him whine, “Mmmh…s-sensitive..ahhnngh~”

He gave you such adorable eyes, pleading for you to make him feel better so you cupped his face, “Don’t worry, I’ll take all the pain away, I promise…you’re my good boy right~?”

As soon as he heard the words, “Good boy,” he immediately nodded like a mad-man, “Mmm your good boy! P-please…please…y-yours…”

You could tell he was extremely exhausted from the torment you put him through, so you untied his wrists and ankles which made him cling onto you like a spider monkey; you let out a soft chuckle, “Noah…you have to let me go…I need to clean you up…”

“N-no! D-don’t go…please…” Tears pooled his eyes yet again, making you coo at him which he melted to.

“Shhh…alright, we can cuddle for a bit but then I have to clean you okay~?” You wrapped your arms around his waist aswell, being careful not to touch his very sensitive lower body.

Noah could still feel the tingles and electricity coursing through his body, but once you held him in your arms—he felt all that pain go away. He snuggled further into you, his face buried in your neck.

“I love you so much…I love you Y/N..” He mumbled against your skin, kissing it softly.

And you found yourself saying something you’d never imagine saying the first day you met him;

“I love you too Noah~”

Ahhhh! Finally finished this!!

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[yjhzies]

“Silly pranks.” — Yoon Jeonghan

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . soft . pinch of angst

⋆ pairings : jeonghan x f!reader ⋆ warning : none! (let me know if there is ^^) ⋆ wc : 0.8k [✉️] · never in a million years, did Jeonghan think that you can get mad at his silly pranks.

⋆ - note : I SWEAR THERE IS BASICALLY NO ANGST. angst is not for me chat, im sorry 😟 bcz believe me or not, i WILL find a way to add full fluff to an angsty story bcz thats just how i am and im not the strongest to see a whole depressing story unfold before my eyes knowing i can fix it 😔😔

Jeonghan knew you never got mad at his silly pranks; instead, you went along with them.

It was the weekend, so Jeonghan and the boys had a day off. You had left early in the morning for somewhere important, and Jeonghan could not help but sulk about it. You had not even told him before leaving; he found out by calling you. He tried calling the members to see if anyone was free to hang out, but everyone was preoccupied with their own work.

And Yoon Jeonghan always wants to be entertained, which right now, he wasn't.

That is how, just like any other day, he had pulled a prank on you. What he didn't expect though, is that he was gonna regret every bit of it later.

You had called Jeonghan to let him know you would be back around 4 p.m., which was the perfect time to carry out his plan. It was not particularly unique; all he was going to do was jump out of nowhere and scare you.

It didn't take long for you to arrive home.

"Hannie, I'm ho—"

"BOO!!!"

You flinch and scream, dropping your bag to the ground. Jeonghan let out an evil giggle.

"Yoon Jeonghan! I'm gonna kill you one day!" With a shout, you grab your bag and head to your shared bedroom. Jeonghan just stood there, astounded, staring at you as you hurried off. He quickly realised he messed up, and hastily trailed behind you.

"Baby!" he called out, following you to your bedroom. "Baby, are you mad? I'm sorry—" You shut the door on his face, causing him to pause and pout.

"Baby..." he whined, fidgeting on the doorknob and pouting. "I'm sorry, I had no intention to make you mad, trust me!" He said, followed by silence, as he hoped you would hear him and open the door, but you did not.

He sighed, looking down at the floor. To stop the tear that was about to fall down his cheek, he took a deep breath. He had no idea you would get mad, you've never gotten mad at him before.

He walked slowly over to the couch and threw himself down, sinking into the fabric. "I'm sorry..." He mumbled to himself and stared at the locked bedroom door.

Hours passed, and Jeonghan was still waiting for you, pouting. His face lit up as the door unlocked, revealing you. He leaped from the couch and came running toward you as soon as you entered the kitchen.

He followed you like a puppy, calling you "Baby," as you reached to open the refrigerator. "Please don't be mad, I just wanted to do a harmless prank."

His shoulders slumped as he followed you around the kitchen, not receiving a response. He frowned when he noticed you take a frozen snack from the fridge.

"Why are you gonna eat that? I made you your favourite dish with the help of a guide book."

"I don't want to eat it."

You knew you were being petty, but you couldn't help it. And a part of you also wanted to see THE Yoon Jeonghan being a simp for you.

"Why not...!" He whined, wrapping his arms around your torso from behind, snuggling his forehead against your neck and stomping his feet.

"Do you know how long it took me to cook that? I nearly burned down the kitchen." He spoke, his voice cracking at the end of the sentence. He was not about to cry—actually, he was—but he despised the idea of you being so angry at him that you refused to eat his food.

When you heard his voice falter, you snapped to attention as he fixed his gaze on your shoulder. His eyes were clear of tears, but his bottom lip was stuck out in a huge pout as he absent-mindedly traced patterns on your stomach with his fingers.

With wide puppy eyes, he gazed at you when you fully turned to face him. You smile and extend your arms for him to hug you. His eyes widen, his face brightens, and he squeals before squeezing closer to you and resting his head on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you mad." His voice muffled by your shirt, he apologized.

"It's okay, I'm sorry too." You coo as you pat his back. "I overreacted anyways, you were just doing a silly little prank."

"I promise I won't prank you ever again."

"Why not? I love your pranks." You frowned, and Jeonghan smiled against your shirt.

"Baby," he mumbled. "Can I get a kiss?" he asked quietly. Right now, you would want nothing more than to kiss his pout away.

You smile and gently cup his cheek, lifting his head off your shoulder before leaning in for a kiss on his lips. His smile was softer than usual, definitely not the teasing kind he was known for right now.

"I'm sorry, again."

"Don't be, it's not your fault." You peck his lips again, and just as you were about to pull back, Jeonghan leaned in and kissed your lips again, this time sweetly and deeply.

The fact that you could feel his gentleness and sincerity in the kiss was enough to convince you that he never wants to make you mad again.

[sugojosgf]

not so nice! nanami req can you write reader using the safe word with him ????

say the word baby, its alright !

﹒ nanami ﹕☆ ﹟ fem · prns ㅤ࣭ ㅤׂ : ᯓ cw : dēgrādatīon , smūt , mentions of SA ! ﹐

sometimes it's a little too much and nanami always understands

nanami loves being a little rough w you, a little condescending. he loves to see tears collecting on your lash line just so he can kiss them away and hold you close. he knows that you enjoy this dynamic too, that you enjoy being treated like this ,,, you've said so multiple times.

but sometimes he can go overboard.

like this time, where kento has you in a mean mating press, your legs on his shoulder shaking as he thrusts deeper into you, you can feel him all the way up to your throat — so full of him. you feel like your cervix might bruise the way he pulls back and pushes in, a single thrust knocking the wind out of you.

"k-kento! s'too much—" you sob, mind far gone, "—please, just a mo-ment!" you whine, pulling him close and muffling your cries on his shoulder.

he doesn't stop, his cock filling you up with an unforgiving pace. you already had cum on his fingers once and you could feel your second orgasm of the night approaching.

"fuck! just take it—" he grunts, groaning in your ear, "that's all you are good for yeah? fuck, don't you dare cum right now, filthy slut—"

your eyes widen, even though you usually wouldn't be surprised,,,you loved it when he talked to you like this.

something about being catcalled on your way to work and then being hit on by your manager made his words seem real.

it made you feel like, you truly were only good for this.

"k-kento?" you say, nails digging deep into his muscles, "—i can't!" you are barely able to complete your sentence when his thumb begins to play with your clit, broken moans bouncing off the walls.

"shut the fuck up and take it like the whore you are —" he moans as he pushes in deeper than possible.

"kento! stop... red! no more—" you yell out finally, tears spilling out of your pretty eyes, your hands tapping thrice on his shoulder.

it takes nanami a moment to register what was going on, and he almost immediately pulls out. he looks at you, eyes confused but affectionate.

"my sweet girl... i am so so sorry" he whispers, "what's wrong baby? was that t' much?" he sits on the bed and pulls you onto his lap, peppering soft kisses on your face.

he sees you struggling to answer and immediately silences you with a kiss.

"you don't need to answer, my love. take your time baby, let's get you cleaned up now." he carries you to the shower and holds you as he cleans you up.

"my girl's the prettiest, love you so much sweetheart.,,," he says while he dries you with a soft towel, dressing you in your favourite tshirt of his.

he makes sure to kiss you everywhere, and tells you how much he loves you.

"sorry k-kento, just had a really bad day, i thought if you just treated me like usual, everything would be fine." his eyes mist over.

"oh...pretty, whenever you have a bad day, you need to tell me. that's what im here for, here for you,,." he leans over to kiss you softly, lips lingering.

"let's watch grey's while we eat some leftovers, and after that if you want, we can talk about your day."

you smile at him, knowing you lucked out with love when he held you again.

bonus <3:

not so nice! nanami who tracks down the man who had cat called you with the help of his connections and makes sure he is never able to talk again.

not so nice! nanami who gets the HR immediately involved and gets that manager blacklisted so no one can hurt his pretty girl again.

[dipperscavern]

post resurrection jon snow fucks MEAN. mean in a rough and dirty way. he fucks you against the wall and bend you on his desk and force himself in your cunt. and it hurts so good the stretch of his cock, his big and calloused hands grabbing your body. he eats you out like it is his last meal (and it certainly could be) messy, he spits and slurps and suffocates himself in your smell and arousal.

a cold hand on your neck, holds in you in place, with your knees almost on your face. folded in half, and in this position you realize how big he is. big shoulders and strong arms, legs that support his weight and fucks you dumb. he grunts and stares with his lips parted, a frown on his brows, eyes going from his cock splitting you open and your sweaty face distorted pleasure. when you close your eyes, he mutters a don’t stop watching pretty girl and force your face to watch yourself cream his cock.

the scars con his chest are a reminder of a pain. he is still jon, sweet and caring jon. empathetic and strong jon. he is a leader, a good leader and a great warrior. he loves and shows his love more than ever. but a part of him died, and it would never be the same. he can fuck you tender and loving, but most of the times he fucks on you the present fear on the back of his mind that it might be the last time.

THE SPECIFICATION OF THE COLD HAND ILY ILY ILY. this just.. perfectly summed up my thoughts in one. he’s so frustrated and feels weird and is so pent up in a way he doesn’t know how to release. and then he’s locking the door & kissing your neck.

“Need you. Now.”

and you quickly nod, wanting to feel him. wanting to give him anything he wants for the rest of his life.

“Tell me ‘f it’s too much.”

u said “big shoulders and strong arms” and i began to salivate. GOD THIS IS SO ACCURATE. HE DOES FUCK YOU DUMB. and he grabs your jaw, forcing you to look at where his cock disappears inside your cunt…. AND THE NICKNAME!! NGH~!! i am so sorry.

at this point just take over my blog cause you summed this up perfectly. THIS is mean jon snow. has you crying & shaking & whining about how much it is and how full you are… tee hee

edit: (CHECK THE TAGS PLS IM CRYING. THIS ANON HAS BEEN NAMEd)

[felixaha]

Hii, hope youre doing okay ;D

I would like to request enji todoroki x trans male reader nsfw fic with something like a daddy/boy dynamic, if you are comfy writing, that is!!

Have a nice one

“fucking slut.”

AAAJSKDUJS IM SO SORRY IF IT ISNT WHAT YOU EXPECTED , IM NOT GOOD W DADDY/BOY DYNAMICS ! ! 😭😭😭 please let me know if i did anything wrong ! 🩵 and actually im on my period so i AM extremely horny .

ps : im really bad at english so its possible i have a few wrong grammers and im so sorry its short ! ! 😭☹️ THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING 💞💞

𖦹₊ ⊹ top!dom! enji todoroki x ftm

bottom!reader . degradation kink

with a mix of praise , daddy /

boy dynamic , mirror sex , used

terms of boypussy , cunt ,

chest , tits , overstimulation .

his eyes narrowed, eyeing the boy under him who was shaking from people, the grin plastered on his face widening.

“filthy slut, letting daddy do anything to you, is that how desperate you are?”

he coo’d, punctuating his words with hard thrusts that caused you to cry out.

“UghN—!please, daddy its t’much!!”

you moaned, your boypussy tightening around his cock as he let out a chuckle.

“aww, poor puppy is so overwhelmed huh? taking daddy’s big cock like you need it.”

he praised, caressing your cheek before changing positions causing you to face the mirror and see how much of a mess you were. out of shame and embarrassment, you turn your head to the side, letting out a choked moan at his sudden thrust.

“look at yourself, baby. look how much of a mess you are for me.”

his voice was firm, hand grabbing your chin to look at the mirror, eyes teary, hair messy and body full of marks, your cunt squeezing around him so tightly drove him wild.

“AH—?!” your eyes widened when he started thrusting harshly, hands gripping your hips to make you bounce up and down on his cock, your poor hole being abused repeatedly.

“fuck— good boy, thats it baby im- mgg..” he groaned, head throwing back as he lets you move and ride him. Gosh, how could he resist you..

“daddy pl- UwaAh— im- ah fuck—! daddy, s’too much!!” you whine out, legs shaking from the extreme pleasure as you gripped on his shoulders.

he lifts your head, pecking your lips before trailing down until he reached your chest, licking and sucking on your nipples.

you arched your back, vision blurry as you cum all around his cock again, you were so tired but it seemed he just started.

“you can handle more, pretty boy, come on.”

———————

how many hours has it been? you couldnt even count how many you came now.

your body was weak, shaking as he pants and smirked down at you. “was i too hard? poor puppy.”

he mocked, kissing your cheek before kneeling down in front of you, glancing at your confused face.

“what are you d-doing? uwaah—!” his hands gently spread your legs, revealing the tempting sight of your wet, glistening cunt.

Leaning in, he pressed his lips against your folds, his tongue flicking out to explore your sensitive flesh.

he was relentless, his tongue delving deeper, his lips sucking and nibbling on your poor clit. He savored the taste and the sounds of your moans, reveling in the power he held over you.

“Ngh—!! daddy thats- ah- i cant take it-“ you babbled out, back arching as his licks and sucks grew intense, causing you to cum again from the sensitivity.

he only hummed, suddenly kneeling between your legs, effortlessly pinning both your wrists in one hand.. thats hot. “one more time, baby.”

he purred, lifting your legs and placing it on top of his shoulders.

“you said that last round!!”

[osachiyo]

i woke up horny at 8:30AM good morning i am thinking of fedya with a cumslut reader aka me

fedya who grins when you whine and pout when he pulls out, mocking you for being such a needy whore, ogling shamelessly at how his cum slowly seeps out of you before fucking it right back in UGH sorry i just came

not the filthiest thing i’ve thought up but probably the filthiest im going to share because i have found a nice community of degenerates here /lovingly

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nonnie i think most of us here are cum sluts for fedya 🤭 that man is dangerous ! (literally and figuratively) reader is fem btw <3

a low groan of your name left fyodor's lips from feeling your velvet walls squeeze around him so perfectly — sweat dripping down his pale skin from the humidity in the room. your legs were wrapped securely around his waist, pulling his even closer — even deeper than he was already buried inside of you. you felt his warm seed flood your insides, stuffing you fully to the brim that it started to overflow — drip down the sides of his cock and onto the soaked bedsheets, forming white splotches on the soft linen. you could tell that he was pent up from the sheer amount of cum he just dumped into you.

"gosh, aren't you just the cutest little toy for me," he panted out, a smile forming on his thin lips. "such a good girl," fyodor practically purred, eyes heavy and half lided, slowly beginning to pull his cock out from your battered cunt. the tip flushed tip left your cunt with a wet 'pop!', making the both of you gasp in unison at the overstimulation. bony, long fingers found yours — intertwining themselves with your smaller, softer hands, a perfect contrast if you ask him.

you felt his heavy gaze on you — specifically, in between your spread legs, which you quickly tried to shut together — but fyodor was too fast. he parted your thighs once more with a disapproving click of his tongue, amethyst eyes narrowing down at you — "let me see the mess we just created, my love."

fyodor felt his breath hitch at the nasty view — his cum dripping down your poor, swollen little pussy and onto the sheets under. each clench of your hole made more of his seed leak out, it was just so ...lewd.

a moan caught in your throat when you felt him collect most of the cum dripping out before shoving it back in using two fingers. "can't have you wasting any, sweetheart — don't you wanna stay nice and full for me until i take you again? hm? here, let me plug you up.."

[nobodyknowsimalesbian777]

Watch - Sevika (Arcane)

NSFW tags - brief arguing, masturbation (s!), switch!sevika, switch!reader, cursing, pussy-eatting (s!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), scissoring (yay!!), 18+

authors note - gang im working on my first request im so excited 😈😈 everyone clap for anon rn pls & thank yewwwww

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"you're such a bitch!" you yelled as you slammed your bedroom door, sevika was trailing close behind

"what did i even do?!" she was clearly avoiding raising her voice with you, and you found it difficult to avoid rolling your eyes as you sat on the bed

"go fuck yourself, sevika!" you didn't recognize the malice in your voice, and you almost regret the words as you spoke them

almost.

until your burly, stubborn girlfriend was sinking to her knees in front of you, wrapping her big arm around your calves

you felt the words leave you as you let out an unimpressed huff, hoping she didn't see you press your legs together

"i'm sorry sweet girl.." her hand traveled slowly up your leg until it was resting on the plump of your ass

"let me show you how sorry i am" the soft rasp in her voice made you dizzy

in spite of this, you petulantly turned your head away from her, letting out another unsatisfied huff

sevika continued to drag her hand up and down your side, placing delicate kisses on your exposed thigh

you tried to control your shaking breaths, lacing your hands into her hair as you mumbled something inaudible

the woman at your feet cocked her head at you, encouraging you to speak up

"i want to watch" you murmured, an uncharacteristic look of confusion appearing on sevikas face as you spoke

"watch?" her short brown hair swayed to the side as she questioned you

your face flushed as you spoke again, "i want to watch you..touch yourself, vika" you trailed off, turning away in embarrassment

sevikas confused expression quickly turned to a smirk, "oh?" her confidence was heightened by what you saw as your pure humiliation

you couldn't seem to find words as her grey eyes scanned yours,

and you failed to ignore the growing wetness between your legs as she slowly brought her hand down to the bottom hem of her shirt

in one swift movement, she pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her unbelievably toned chest

you felt yourself let out a small gasp, and your embarrassment seemed to go out the door when she moved her hand down farther and worked on the button of her jeans

her fingers flexed beautifully as she started pulling them off, giving you a full view of her muscular thighs

finally, your eyes landed on the wet patch on her boxers. the sight alone was enough to make you shudder, and you had an unbearable urge to bury yourself in her

you sank down to the floor with sevika as she continued slowly pulling her boxers down, but just as you were leaning forward you were met with her hand on the center of your chest

"no," she said firmly, continuing to pull down her boxers once you backed up, "watch."

you sat on your hands, not being able to take your eyes away as sevika spread her pussy with her index and middle finger

she was putting on a show you couldn't resist, sliding her fingers down to play with her glistening clit

"vikaaa" you couldn't bother being embarrassed by your whining, simply focused on the woman playing with her pussy in front of you

sevikas hands traveled farther down, and you watched as she threw her head back with every stroke of her fingers

the heat between your legs was getting unbearable, and you wanted nothing more then to get lost in between your girls legs

her fingers kept drawing down, eventually pressing her middle finger into her leaking hole

your eyes flew down, watching her fingers dissappear into her cunt. the sight alone was ruining you, and you knew you wouldn't last with the sounds she was making

sevikas head flew back, rough groans and near whimpers leaving her pretty mouth

you took your opportunity and inched towards her, lowering yourself down and watching her fingers pump into her at a pace you could barely believe

after what felt like hours of watching her stuff herself full, sevikas hand moved back up to rub circles around her clit

she looked down at you and cocked her brow, before nodding at you as you moved in to plunge your tounge into her

as soon as your tounge filled her, she let out an intense moan, letting you take her pussy over

her big hand knot into your hair, pulling you closer while she pushed her cunt into your face

you felt completely at peace letting sevika use your face the way she was, covering the bottom half of your face in her slick

she completely let herself go, moaning and breathing heavily as her orgasm caught up to her

much to her amusal, you reached your hand under you, rubbing your own clit in search of release

her moans were laced with breathy chuckles as she watched you desperately try to get yourself off

sevikas hand trailed down your back, reaching for your pussy.

your moans echoed and mixed with sevikas, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from her face, slack with pleasure

"this pretty pussy all mine?" she murmured above you, so sexy without having to try

you nodded aggressively into her, pussy drunk and just wanting her to finish on your tounge

of course her timing was impeccable, as she gripped your hair, her moans raising in pitch. "gonna come on that pretty face" she moaned out, her body tensing with her grip

you pushed your tounge deep inside her, your eyebrows screwing together as you lapped up everything she gave you

she noticed you still working yourself back onto her fingers, chasing your own high while working her through her own

without a second thought, sevika pulled you up into her, eliciting a surprised yelp from you

she leaned back, putting her abs on full display while she lined your pussy up with hers, slowly lowering you down and easing your hips back and forth

your moans echoed through the room as you slid your dripping cunt against sevikas, her clearly overstimulated pussy pulling needy groans from her

with the way the band in your stomach was tightening, you knew it wouldn't be long before she pushed you over the edge

her big arm slithered around your waist, pulling you in and clashing her lips against yours while you continued your ministrations

sevikas hand traveled freely along your body, adjusting you to exactly where she wanted you to come

knowing she had that physical power over you was enough to snap the band in your belly, and your moans spilled out while you continued grinding against sevika

her eyes were glued on you as you came, her hand eventually coming up to cup your face and trace your lips

sevika, of course, rode you through your high, telling you how pretty you sounded slutting yourself out for her

after your eventful evening, sevika was sure to lay you down. her generosity was endless as she prepared you for the rest of the night, knowing she wasn't even close to done with you

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need to see sevika masturbating 4K what who said thattttt

[manticore-fangs]

Blablablaaa schlatt fucking his kids babysitter

im sorry i havent gotten around to this.. but since i just got back into writing im loving this.

cw: breeding kink, stomach bulging? praise, f!reader, lmk if i missed any more! (i did not proofread or betaread)

schlatt shushing you and positioning you into full nelson, putting your hand over your mouth; trying to cancel the sounds that come from you.

"cmon toots, gotta be fuckin' quiet or we're gonna wake the kids." he says while thrusting up into you, hitting the perfect spot. you whimper out. "i can' schlatt, its a lot- holyyyy fuck..."

he thrust practically rough up into you even though he's trying to keep you quiet, almost like he doesn't care if you make the filthiest sounds.

you rest your head against his shoulder and began kissing his jaw, trying to muffle some of the noises at least. he starts dirty talking you, you swear he's trying to knock you up with his thrusts and his words.

"fuck toots. should've had kids with you instead of her. pussy's clenching on me so fuckin' tight- jesus- she wants my cum doesn't she? i know she does cause every time i mention the thought of breeding you she clenches up on me."

you whine and nod your head. "fuck- of course i am, love the thought of you getting me pregnant jay- love it s'fuckin' much." you look at him as he smirks, than he forces you to look down at where the two of you connect.

the schlucking noise coming from your pussy fuels you, you swear you can see an white ring forming around the base of his cock. schlatt starts dirty talking you, after the groaning and whines that come from his lips.

“shit doll- your so swollen. look at your little tummy toots, look at how its full with my loads. gonna be stuffed with babies and cock. gripping on my cock so good- jesus toots really gonna fuckin' milk me huh?" drool starts flowing down you lip and schlatt licks it up, then spitting right back into your mouth.

"you can take it doll, take my loads- shit your stomachs gettin' pudgy with every single load i knock up into ya'. i knew you were a good fuckin' girl, thought of this every time i fucked up into my fist."

the thought of him fucking his fist and wasting loads of cum makes you whine, you really wished he fucked his semen up into you, maybe you'd already be pregnant by than with his kid.

"y-you fucked your fist thinking of me? fuck thats hot.." your mind goes blank and all you can think about is schlatt just fucking a fleshlight and dumping loads into it, even though he didnt mention it- the thought still riles you up.

"oh fuck yeah- shouldnt have wasted those loads onto my hand, could've been fuckin' you so good like this." schlatt hisses through his teeth when he cums again but pushes through overstimulation, wanting to make your pussy take him.

"your womb is gonna be filled with kids, so many kids toots- fuck yeah- gonna make you a mommy, shit- your already a mother to my kids anyways, your gonna give them a sibling right? yeah- i know you will." he sees tears roll down your cheeks, watching as you sob from his talking and wanting to be pregnant with his kids.

"yeah- i wanna give them a sibling, please jay- lemme give them a sibling- fill me with your cum, ill do anything. really! ill do anything for your come." you put your hands together like your praying to god, begging for schlatts cum.

"jesus- i feel you clenching up, your gonna come on me huh? yeah- i know toots i know." he nuzzles your head than kisses the top of your head multiple times as you finally cum after three times while schlatt loses his rhythm and comes one more time in you before halting.

"did so good doll, holy fuck- not gonna pull out wanna make sure my cum takes." you both laid there in the same position for awhile. schlatts hand resting over your slightly pudgy stomach; slightly pushing it which makes you whine.

a week later, you look down at the test with two lines.

[cher-rei]

Hey babe

Your such a good writer please more lamine yamal fics im acc begging there literally none🙏🙏🙏🙏😪

the sitter— lamine yamal [ l.y ]

met you at the right time. this is what it feels like– feels like [gracie abrams]

pairing: lamine yamal x fem!reader

summary: a rushed call from lamine's mother to babysit kenye turns into more than just a regular afternoon

genre(s): toothrotting fluff (have your dentist on standby)

[w.c: 2.8k] masterlist

notes: I wrote this instead of watching the real sociedad match to cope with the fact that we're losing. I got a bit carried away with this one but I hope you like it <33

as you stepped into the familiar house, not even having to ring the doorbell you were greeted with the smell of fresh baked cookies and comfort. you shut the door behind you and easily walked through the familiar hallway.

when she saw you, lamine's mother's shoulders relaxed a heavy amount along with the breath of relief she let out. “my saviour,” she said with a smile and pulled you into a tight hug, her gratitude evident. “I'm so sorry for calling on short notice but I have an emergency— ow!”

she bit her tongue in frustration and looked down to see the toy car that she stepped on, her head spinning at her son's carelessness. “never have kids, you’ll regret it eventually,” she said half-joking and hurriedly led you to the living room where kenye was sitting on the floor, a toy car in his hand while he watched tv.

she didn't even have to call out to him, the second he saw you he was up and in your arms with a toothy grin. “hey, buddy. didn't expect to see me today did you?”

the older woman watched with a smile as you interacted with her son, the moment being cut off by her ringtone. she didn't even bother to look at it and instead grabbed her purse and made a beeline for the front door, yelling out instructions and goodbye's as if you hadn't been doing this for a year already.

“and thank you, sweetheart! I owe you! kenye, behave!”

the door slammed shut, leaving you to the 5 year old's energetic grasp. you quickly settled into your usual routine, skipping the snack part because he had his breakfast already since it was only after 10 am.

you took your usual seat on the carpet with him because he was usually full of energy this early and jittery. so to get it out of his system, you played games with him— built some lego, played with his toys and so on.

an hour had passed and you found yourself trying to make his yogurt seem edible. it was never an issue to get him to eat, all it took was one “hereeee comes the airplane” and he was more than compliant.

“there you go,” you said with a smile and lifted the final spoonful of yogurt to his lips, the boy clapping alone happily when it was finished. “you took that like a champ.”

that didn't last long however and he was starting to grow antsy again, his suffocated whines piercing your ears. it was obvious that he was sick of the house and needed to get out, so without another thought you cleaned him up and took him out to the backyard.

it was any kid's dream back there. a playhouse, jungle gym with a slide, a ball pit and his personal favourite— the mini football net that was more of a self indulgent addition from his older brother.

you'd known lamine for over 3 years now seeing that you attend the same high school but it was a cute coincidence that his mother picked you for the babysitting job. the job wasn't even needed, you were just bored and needed something to do on weekends, there wasn't even a proper answer for how she found you.

as you and kenye played in the sun-drenched backyard, laughter and joy radiated from your every move. the mini football net, a testament to lamine’s passion for the sport, stood like a sentinel awaiting kenye's energetic kicks. your eyes sparkled with delight as you cheered him on.

the air vibrated with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, infusing your playtime with an idyllic charm. kenye's giggles echoed throughout the yard, mingling with the chirping of the birds.

meanwhile inside the house, lamine stirred from his sleep, rubbing the remnants of sleep as he descended the stairs to look for his mother. he called for her a good few times but she didn't reply, so naturally he searched the kitchen and her bedroom only to realise that the house was awfully quiet.

she would of said something if she had something planned today, and the tv was still on so someone was definitely home. then he entered the living room, his feet padding on the tiled floor as his eyes adjusted to the light from outside.

with a yawn, he neared the sliding door to check the backyard, but just as he was about to open it his hand froze on the handle. his mind blanked, his immediate reaction to seeing you play with kenye being to hide behind the curtain.

his thoughts were reeling, not expecting you to come over today. in panic, he took one last peep outside which only made his pounding heart thump even louder at the sight of you passing the ball to his brother so effortlessly.

run. that's what he did when he got the clearance, not wasting a second to rush back upstairs and grab his phone and hit the facetime button in the group chat. after 3 rings, hector and pau were on the line with him— their confused faces synced as they watched the boy lock himself in his bathroom and start pacing.

“what happened to ‘hello'?” hector said, judgement evident in his tone but lamine didn't have time to fight his snarky comments.

he propped his phone up against the mirror and rushed to get his toothbrush, his palms sweating against the toothpaste tube.

“bro, are you going to tell us what's going on or is this some type of ‘get ready with me’ gimmick?” pau spoke up finally and put another spoonful of cereal his mouth, quickly getting distracted by the cover on the box and commenting on it.

“she's here. she's not supposed to be here today so I don't know why!” lamine muffled out through his mouth full of toothpaste but his friends got the gist of it. perks of knowing each other for nearly their entire lives.

hector couldn't suppress his laughter, his smile on the screen teasing lamine. “this is even funnier because it's actually never that deep.”

pau joined in on the laughter. “imagine asking why your brother's babysitter is over to babysit,” he snorted. “it's been a year, you're insane.”

lamine finished rinsing his mouth, double checking to see if there was anything in his teeth before splashing cold water on his face. “does it look like i just woke up?” he asked and touched up his hair. “is it giving ‘I just woke up and look this good’ or ‘I freaked out and had a panic attack in my bathroom’?”

his friends went silent, their jaws on the floor at the amount of overthinking that he was doing. he's liked you since he could remember. at first it was simple attraction, and then came the longing to know you more personally, and when he did that's when everything went to shit.

you were beautiful, that's for sure but you had this natural charm that he couldn't get enough of. you made an effort to talk to him, to help him with anything that he needed and your selflessness was barely the tip of the iceberg. family was the most important thing to him, and the fact that his family loved you and treated you as their own had him on his knees.

“it's giving, ‘I can't talk to girls I'm actually interested in'” hector deadpanned and pau was quick to follow.

“I got a better one,” he said in between his laughter. “It's giving, ‘professional winger by night, but professional wreck by day.”

the bathroom echoed with pau and hector’s non-stop laughter, both boys having rolled onto their sides by now while lamine stood with his head in his hands to try and calm himself down.

worst wingmen of the year, he liked to call them. the only advice he got was to breathe and not trip over his own feet. it was pathetic of him to let his attraction towards a girl make him this… messed up? but what was a teenage boy to do?

he put on his game face and made his way downstairs again, a smile tugging at his lips when he saw that you were watching kenye as he played in the ballpit.

when you turned around you saw him there, your heart skipping a beat as he opened the door with a warming smile. it was your turn to take a deep breath. “hey, I didn't know that you were home today,” you greeted cheerfully, you confidence oozing.

“yeah, we got the day off so I took the liberty to sleep in,” he answered a took a seat beside you on the grass to greet his brother who immediately threw one of the plastic balls at him.

laughter tickled at your throat as you watched lamine playfully throw them back at him but kenye took it personally and began hurling them at him. “we're going to have to put a warning sign on him or something,” you joked in between laughter and lamine scoffed.

“the real threat is his ability to kick a ball,” the footballer said with this lips pursed.

you playfully rolled your eyes at his comment. “oh, please, you're just mad because he already has better dribbling skills than you.”

lamine's face was contorted with mock offence, and he leant back on his hands to look at you. “are you talking about the same guy who won the kopa trophy less than 2 weeks ago.”

you couldn't shake off how laid back he looked in that moment. the way he was looking at you with such ease and playfulness made your head spin. “yes, yes I am.” you answered confidently to which he put a hand over his heart.

“you wound me,” he joked. “I'm going to start making you nurse me back to health.”

funny. he was joking. right?

kenye, thrilled by the attention hurled another ball at lamine to which his older brother caught and tossed it back at him with a gloat. “nice try, but we already have the backyard champion sitting next to me right now.”

you smile faltered for a moment. “that's only because you let me win.”

lameye's eyes twinkled as he took notice of your slightly flushed cheeks and he thought that maybe he was doing something right. “you literally crushed me.”

you shook your head at his retort, ready to counter his argument as you put your hands in the air, and swiftly as if it were second nature lamine gently took them into his own to stop you from talking further. “consider my ego bruised, you're just too good,” he joked with a shrug, his hands still holding yours.

it was for a moment that you stopped breathing, unable to function properly until you realised that kenye fell asleep in the ball pit. his light snores took the attention off from your banter and onto his peaceful figure that lamine effortlessly picked up and carried to his room.

when he came downstairs again, the house had gone quiet while you cleaned up kenye’s mess that he eventually helped with. “oh wow, okay mr house husband,” you teased and tossed one of the toys at him, his smile not wavering as he continued to help you in comfortable silence.

after lunch the two of you found yourselves in the backyard again, chatting as per normal while lamine kicked the ball at his feet. he ended up stopping mid sentence to propose an idea that you weren't too eager about. a rematch at what cost? your embarrassment?

unfortunately for you, he was persuasive as hell.

“what do I get if I win?” he shrugged at your question with a knowing smile.

“anything you want, amor.”

you nearly choked on air at the term of endearment that came from literally nowhere. he didn't seem fazed by saying it though so you were almost certain that you heard him wrong and pushed it to the back of your mind and focused on the little tournament in front of you.

the sun was high, the barcelona heat was warm on your skin as you watched lamine ready the ball. the game wasn't supposed to carry on for as long as it did, but both yours and his passionate calls for cheating and distractions played a huge role in the 40 minute rematch.

“okay, this is the last round I swear,” you said with a tired huff which he was more than happy with. the ball was at your feet for a split second before you felt lamine's hands on your waist, holding you close to his chest as he sneakily took the ball and shot it into the back of the net with ease.

you jaw dropped at the utter foulness of the round. “you cheater!” you said in shock and turned to look at him, but he was too busy relishing in his glory to care. he let go of you with a proud laugh and picked the ball up again, giving it one last kick.

“I didn't cheat,” he said through a cheeky smile and took a few steps towards you. “it's a contact sport, so it's fair.”

you rolled your eyes jokingly at his counter, still in disbelief that he'd go that far. but you weren't a spoilt sport so you congratulated him on his win, fair or not and he humbly thanked you.

you turned back with a smile and began heading inside but his hands were on your waist again, the familiar tingle setting your body on fire as he turned you to look at him, the smile on his face making your heart race.

“I'll be taking my prize, thank you,” he said with a boyish grin and let his lips gently brush your cheek, a gentle, fleeting kiss that had your knees weak for a split second.

he craned his neck to look down at you, a blushing mess and he couldn't help but coo even thought he was internally jumping off buildings. “aw, don't get shy on me now.”

you quirked your brow at what you took as a challenge, mild irritation clear in your eyes that were fluttered shut seconds later when your lips met his for what was supposed to be a quick peck.

keywords: supposed to be.

the feeling of your lips on his sent a surge of electricity through his body, and he couldn't waste the opportunity. he dropped the football that was underneath his arm and pulled you in, one hand resting on your cheek and the other on your waist as he relished the taste.

the long-awaited kiss finally came and it was everything that he hoped for and more. the way you melted into him, sent a warmth through his chest that had his head spinning and hoping that you'd never let go.

when you eventually pulled away to catch your breath, your lips tugged up into an amused smile at his lovestruck look and flushed cheeks. “isn't that a better prize?” you joked, your hands still loosely wrapped around his neck.

“I want a rematch, now,” he said immediately after, and pulled you back into the yard, his eagerness getting the best of him because he was not going down like this— “if I win then you have to marry me.”

“what?!”

[jesuistrestriste]

Need full on petplay w art. Puppy art this puppy art that... ok wheres his collar. Wheres his leash

yeahh:(

like he’s on his hands and knees for you as soon as you get home; looking up to you with big, blue, pleading eyes as he scoots forward and pushes his nose into your thigh.

“i missed you…” he whimpers softly, barely audible, and you reach down to pet his soft mop of tousled blonde curls.

“missed you too, puppy.. were you good while i was gone?”

and he whines. it’s guilty and low and sticks in his chest like bubblegum. he shakes his head. “.. i.. ‘m sorry… couldn’t help it…”

and you’re confused, but when you look up towards the living room, you see an assortment of toys on the coffee table near the couch. one of your vibrators and a silicone stroker you bought for him a year ago and a bottle of lube. along with a few crumpled tissues. a fresh crime scene.

you sigh, pulling back from his touch, and he tries chasing your legs with his needy hands. you immediately slide your hand from his hair to the back of his collar, then slipping your fingers down to the dog tag at the front of it. affectionately engraved ‘mutt’. you give it a soft but firm tug, forcing his attention back up to your eyes and not your soft thighs.

“i said to wait.”

he pouts. he might cry.

“i kn-know.. im sorry, i am… i was just thinking about you a lot, and i couldn’t.. like, it was really hurting and i just—“

you tug on the collar again, and click your tongue with disapproval. he shuts his mouth. his palms plant on the ground in front of where he’s sitting on his calves. “i was a bad boy.”

you nod, and without warning you start slowly walking away from the doorway. he’s instantly snapping to attention, being tugged with you by your grasp still holding the collar.

“yes, yes you were. you are. so now.. you’re gonna clean this mess up and meet me in the bedroom. do you understand?”

he nods, and immediately stands to begin cleaning the evidence of his desperation once you’ve let him go.

he steps into the bedroom afterwards and you immediately corner him and hook a leash onto the front of his collar. you lead him over to the mattress where you lay down and take your bottoms off.

you wrap the leash around your hand four times to give him no leeway to move without your direction, and then you’re pulling his body forward by his lead into your heat.

you watch the way he sinks down onto his tummy and begins mouthing wetly and eagerly at your core, licking and slobbering and suckling the best he can manage.

several moans slip from your lips, and you gaze down at his closed eyes and flushed cheeks, your hold on the leash keeping him close.

“be a good puppy for me tonight, and maybe i’ll give you a treat,” you gasp between soft groans.

he doubles his efforts automatically, his fingers itching to hold your body, but he resists. he nods and whines into your wetness.

he’ll do whatever it takes to get that reward from you and prove that he can still be good.

he’s a good boy.

he’s the best.

and he’s gonna show you how well trained you have him ..

[lil-annonie]

0UT LIKE A LIGHT. —SATORU GOJO.

SYNOPSIS. Realization truly hit you hard. Only a shame it didn't hit him to realize the damage he's done.

CW. Modern!au. CEO!Gojo.

WC. 1688

A/N. I need sleep. Why is there sigma in my maths. No actually, STATISTICS. wgat the fuck is taht n why am I looking for SIGMA. 😞 I might actually fail this quarter cause I've failed almost every quiz, though my performances are PEAK. But ugh im not gonna be an honor student oh god. Ion wanna get smacked n get my door n phone taken away ugh 😣 update. there is no phone to get cause..heh..i broke it

What good is a luxurious estate for two if he never comes home?

All you can do to feel closure is to lay on the king sized bed and reminisce what it feels like to lay and be with him again.

But reminiscing isn't the right word. You can't deny that the majority of times like these all you really try to do is to try and remember what it feels.

It's not like Gojo left you. You don't think he has plans on leaving you; after all, he does drain and drown himself with work for his family. For you.

But then again.

What good is spoiling you if he isn't even there to accompany you in buying things and having fun? You feel guilty for being so ungrateful.

Poor Gojo is only doing what he has to. He has heavier weights on his shoulders than you ever will! You should be happy you can go wherever you want whenever you want instead of having to balance a big corporation by a big clan and a relationship, unlike him.

But he himself isn't balancing it all too well.

.

..

...

You just miss your husband. You're not trying to be a brat. It's not your fault you think he needs to spend a little more time with you.

...

Whining about your problems in your own mind won't help. It'll probably make it worse.

You realize every problem would all just water down to the same question,

"What good?"

What good is spending countless date nights together surrounded by art materials, you and him work and make memories while making a love journal,

"Satoru, that's too much supplies!" You scold your partner. The sight of him carrying two bags full of art materials making you concerned about how much money he spent on such silly things. He laughs at your reaction, taking your hand and walking in your dorm and to your room, setting the bags down on the fluffy carpet beside your bed.

"Nothing to worry about, sweets. Money is the least of poor worries." Gojo assures you, sitting down and pulling you next to him. "C'mon now, let's start making the journal already! I've been waiting for this moment for ages! "

Only for him to never engage in any dates you, or even himself had planned?

"Evenin' Toru... Are you free for tonight? You know we have a date. Ev'n marked it on our calendar, you know." Another sent right to the voicemail. It's the 5th one by now. It's well past the time of your reservation yet you still hope. One last time. One more try before you give up and change out of your clothes and pull out wine.

"If you can't come it's.. Alright. I—.. We can still plan another one anytime, like you said the last time. And the last. Before that, too—.. Ah, forget it. I'm sorry for sounding mad. Uh, please just. Uhm. Don't drown yourself with work, Satoru. It's bad for you." For us. "Goodnight, 'Toru. Wake me up if you come back or uh.. Text me if you can't. Bye. I love you."

What good were the long early morning walks with your hands holding, fingers intertwined as you and him walk over to a café to grab coffee (Gojo gets hot chocolate instead, disliking the bitter taste of coffee.) And take a seat at the park yapping each other's ears off as you both make a bucket list, sharing a pen and writing down your dreams in the love journal both of you created,

After Gojo finishes writing down what he wants to do with you and adding it on the bucket list, you take the pen he was offering and write down yours. Your eyes scan the almost-filled bucket list and end up in the latest one Gojo wrote. "♡Start a family!♡" in bold letters with hearts and rainbows all around the words.

"Really planning ahead huh, 'Toru?" You huff out a laugh and look at him, the faint blush he has makes you want to attack his cheeks with kisses. "With all those hearts too!"

"You can't tell me you haven't thought of it." He fights back. But he's right..you really can't tell him that. "With you, I wouldn't mind starting a family." "Awh. Come on, sweets.. Give me a clear answer!" "Okay, okay! Yes. I do want to start a family with you, better?"

"Imagine what our child would look like, I wonder whose hair color they would get.. Can't I just br—" with already a blushing face, you get more red. "Satoru! We're in college and in public. You can't just blurt that out!"

If he doesn't even make time from the both of you to cross out at least one word in the list?

Though it's pathetic, you still hold the feeling of nostalgia. Your prime. Yours and his prime, when you were the couple of the campus. You hold those memories dearly.

You wouldn't mind rummaging through the old boxes on the very corners of the attic to find something to hold on to. No matter how much dust, insects, and heat tries to go to you, you will do it for the journal.

So you do.

After an hour or two did you finally find it. Old and dusty, but still in pretty good shape for a book that stayed in such a place for such a time.

You get jumped by the first page of the journal.

"Bucket list! <3"

the list went on. It filled the whole page. Front to back, even. From "Bahamas!" To "try every damn fast food restaurant fry."

Each word came with a good remembrance of the times you or him wrote the words down, each little memory having it's own adorable conversation between you two.

But each word forced you to remember each rejected and ignored plan you had and shared with your dear Satoru.

"They called me for a meeting. I'm busy."

"Please, sweets. You know how hard it is for me to get a day off."

"I'm tired."

Excuses on and on and on. He knows those excuses don't make you any less sad, yet he still does it. Does he do it to spite you and your pathetic attempts? Does he know how cruel he is? Trying to slip and dodge every piece of affection thrown at him. As if being neglected by your own lover isn't bad enough!

What good are passing those old crumpled papers the both of you passed to each other way back in highschool, old papers filled with little names for your future children, even a whole reason about the name,

Expecting Satoru to pass you the paper back with a reply, he instead puts it under his notebook and pulls out another piece of paper, scribbling something out with big letters before covering your view with another book of his. Huh, weeirrrddd.

A few minutes later, he grabs your attention by nudging his boot against your sandal under the table, sliding the paper to you when you give him a glance.

"NAMEZZ! 𖤐𖨆"

• nouitzki. Nowitzki?? Idk

➥ sounds rich asf. Matching name = status righhhtt?? keh heh. :p

You look at him again, and he looks at you. He looks genuine. The way Gojo looks while he waits for you to write something down, his body nearly facing yours as he rests his face on his palm. Mouthing out a "c'mon.." with a smile on his face.

if sleeping with him in the same room without his call ringtone disturbing him and you every three seconds is such a rare event?

Why does he keep prioritizing such useless calls from whoever the fuck politician, celebrity, or another nepo baby is calling?

"Satoru... r' they calling again? It looks so dark outside n' late.. Can't they take a break.." You groan as your eyes still try to get used to the light from the sudden open lamp, you feel your lover hug you tightly and kiss your forehead before he sighs. "Yes, sweets, they are.. M' sorry."

Gojo sounds like he dreads responding to the caller. He is. He keeps his arms tight around you and his lips on your skin, letting the ringtone go off for a few seconds before carefully sitting up and reaching for his vibrating phone.

You don't bother listening in the conversation after that and continue sleeping, only waking up when you feel his lips against your forehead again, whispering apologies before walking out the room.

You want to remind him about the words that came out of his lying little mouth just a few hours ago, about how he'll stay till sunrise, but you know he's also tired and telling him that will just make him feel like shit. So you don't. You still love him, after all.

..

... Yeah.

back then, people noticing his absence whenever you went to events or parties alone felt good, the thought of your acquaintances expecting you with him or vice versa gives you the feeling of bliss.

but now.. oh wow.

everywhere you go, questions bringing up your husband's absence would endlessly haunt you. sure hurts like a bitch.

how cruel it is to actually know by experience that bullshit as simple as a family corporation can break love you thought only death could break apart.

you cant do this anymore.

Gojo doesn't completely try to ignore you, but you realize the more you and him aren't together, the more the relationship feels like downgrading to a simple friendship.

its not just his ignorance, no.

As time passes by he becomes a complete stranger.

the mutual interests you both loved would fade, and he would pour his stress on you. though not screaming matches, fortunately, it was words that were equipped with armour and swords, aiming straight to the heart.

you make a plan instead.

if he loves leaving you behind without notice, you would to.

fuck a letter.

maybe someday he would get back to his senses, maybe one day you and him would meet again.

A/N. Chat I accidentally posted this twice instead of saving it as draft. Am I cooked 😞also im so sorry if there are any repeated like situations n stuff i do not beta read n i dont have time to see errors oh and the ending was rushed. i do not know how to end a story im sorry also ts ws started on oct 2. ive put all tears and sweat and blood to keep continuing

[megistusdiary]

Werewolf Dehya in a rut 🤭

werewolf transfem!dehya in a rut

i deadass just lost my 5050 for xianyun on my side account to tighnari and then nahida to dehya on my main. BUT, i did say if i lost, i wanted it to be dehya. so...win?

i think dehya wants me to write about her (im delusional) i need a giant, pretty gf wtf 🙁

i should be studying for my giant exam, but i am tired 😇

transfem!dehya x sub!fem (anatomy/pronouns) reader

warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, werewolf dehya in rut, cunnilingus, penetration (reader receiving), obligatory doggy style (i am hilarious, yes?), breeding kink, scratching with nails, overstim, knots (sorry i had to), biting, tiny bit of aftercare at the end ♡

dehya's nails have sunk themselves rather deep into your hips. despite the sharpness poking into your skin, you can barely even register it at this point.

your head is pressed onto the pillow, cheek smushed against the fabric as you pant and whine for her.

she spreads your thighs wider for herself, lapping at your pussy intently. her tongue is pressed so firmly against you, as if she was trying to lick up every single droplet of wetness she could. dehya's tongue felt so warm, almost burning hot against your clit.

she can feel your thighs tremble in her grasp, and she moves a hand from your hips to caress your thighs gently. well, as gently as she can manage.

your feet kick against the bed when the stimulation sends you over the edge, and you sigh with relief. your relaxation is cut short when she continues to suck at your clit, and you try to pull yourself up only to be shoved down with a heavy hand to your back.

"no. sit fucking still." she snaps, her voice awfully low and your breath goes shaky.

she goes quiet for a moment before she chuckles softly, leaning in to kiss your clit. "you like it when i boss you around, huh?" dehya asks you, finally leaning up to position herself behind you.

any other time, you would've stopped to poke fun at her for choosing doggy-style of all things. her hand comes to press your back down into a beautiful arch for her, and she sighs, holding the base of her cock and swiping it up and down your cunt.

when she presses in, your legs instinctively kick against the bed at the stretch, and she coos at you. sweat beads up on her forehead at how tightly you squeeze around her. it's taking all of the restraint she has to go slowly for you.

your slight whimpers of discomfort have her leaning down over you, bare chest pressing into your back. "i know, i know, baby." she coos into your ear. a hand comes up to smooth over your cheek gently before leaning back up, holding your hips again.

the second you tell her she can move, she fucks you like her life depends on it. you can feel every vein of her inside of you, pressing deeper and stretching you out.

your hands weakly claw at the bedsheets, whining her name softly as she sighs, head tipping back in ecstasy. "so good for me, sweet girl." she grunts, her balls slapping against your skin as she pulls your hips back against her.

when she pulls her cock out, she almost cums at the sound of your pathetic, desperate little whine. of course, she pushes back in, only aiming for your g-spot. she's rewarded by breathy moans and whines, begging her to keep going, yet your body tries to squirm away from the sensations.

not long after, she's pushing you over the edge once again, your body shaking under her. once again, she keeps going. "i'm sorry, sweetheart...sorry, can't- gotta keep going- gotta fuck you full, baby, yeah?" she mumbles, her cock pushing in and out faster, harder now as your body jostles with each thrust.

dehya leans down again, this time kissing your shoulder. " mine...you're all mine." she opens her lips, teasing your skin with the points of her sharp teeth. when they sink into your skin, you practically keen, mewling into the bed, half in pain and half in pleasure.

she bites hard, teeth coming back with drips of your blood for her to lick off with her tongue. dehya keeps fucking you harder, gripping you impossibly tighter, surely leaving bruises you'd feel later.

"gonna fill you up, baby, okay?" she still manages to ask, and your delirious pleas for her send her over the edge. "it's- it's gonna hurt a little, sweetheart, stay still." she pushes her hips up into yours, shoving her knot inside of you, watching your pussy struggle to take it.

she groans when she finally cums, her knot keeping it all inside, save for the tiny bit that escapes as you lay limply beneath her. you're both drenched in sweat, and the extreme heat of her body isn't helping.

she maneuvers you both to lay on your side, smoothing a hand down your arm. "such a good girl for me...just gotta be patient now, 'kay? gotta keep you full..." she murmurs as you slowly fall asleep in her arms.

[bump1nthen1ght]

Kissing the Pain Away (M!CowHybrid!Reader x M!Demon)

Pairing: Male! Cow Hybrid!Reader x Male!Farmer!Demon

Genre: Urban Fantasy, Hybrid Farms

Warnings: Explicit Content Ahead (18+ ONLY)

Word count: 1535 words

Summary: It��s the middle of a balmy summer night, but you’re busy tossing and turning, teets full and aching with milk. Luckily, your lovely demon farmer comes to the rescue.

Request: dont know you guys but i lowkey wanna request a big tittied male cow hybrid reader getting milked both ways by a farmer i mean they can be male or maybe female not problem (mostly male but its on you) but they are demon like just hear me out guys... (I would like to breastfeed someone even tho im a male)

It’s too damn hot out.

You knew it was gonna be too damn hot the minute you woke up, with a fire in your belly and sweat beading on your brow. Your normally cozy stall feels stuffy, the air thick as you toss and turn, trying to go back to sleep. But the aching pains all over are too much to ignore.

You try your best to be good, but it just hurts so much.

So you whine, mooing as pathetically as you can, the sound echoing across the giant barn. It only takes a couple of minutes for the lights to be switched on, for the familiar sound of work boots on straw coming towards you.

“It’s 2 AM, bud. This better be good.” Orias hums, wiping a calloused palm down his face, trying his best to rub the sleep out of his eyes. You nearly burst into tears as he slides open the stall doors, finally getting a glimpse at your weeping form. 

“P-please.” You keen, hand reached out in desperation

The sight of you curled up, desperately massaging your chest and rutting your hips is enough to soften his gaze. He rubs the back of his neck with a sigh.

It’s gonna be a long night.

“Poor thing. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be cross.” His own tail flicks back and forth, hat pulled off his horns as he kneels in front of you, dexterous hands quickly rubbing at your swollen nipples. “Damn, these are hard as rocks. No wonder you’re hollering.”

All you can do is nod and push yourself into his grip, begging for the relief of being milked. Everything aches and only an experienced touch can make you feel better.

“I got you, handsome. Let Daddy take care of you.”

Red palms scoop up under your pecs, pushing in a massaging upward motion to encourage the milk to release. You shudder out a breath of relief, the feeling of letting go almost as good as the tongue flicking across your nipple. Orias is never one to waste, lapping up all your dribbling milk with efficiency. Even so, he grabs a bucket from the corner and places it under your leaking chest, knowing he can’t swallow it all.

It’s still not quite enough. The slow pace offers temporary pleasure, but it will be a while until you’re fully empty. All you can chase now is the friction of your bottoms against the hay-ridden stall floor, balls aching just like your chest. Your small bumps barely stave away the pain, your cock-head leaking enough to stain the front of your pajama bottoms.

“Ah-ah!” Your voice echoes as Orias fishes your cock out through your shorts, right through your fly. His thumb brushes across the weeping head, your shaft already slick. He detaches briefly from your nipple, catching his breath.

“Someone’s getting greedy.” Orias gives kitten licks to your other swollen nipple, just rubbing his palm up the sides of your dick . Your moos are forlorn, big wet tears leaving tracks down your cheeks now. Canting your hips into his hand, you pull out all the stops. “Ahh, I spoil you too much.”

You don’t hide the moan as Orias finally latches onto your other teet, his palm sliding down your wet shaft to fondle your balls. Rivulets of pre-cum now run down the sides, making squelching sounds as he squeezes and gropes. Orias grabs another bucket for your semen; He can’t waste any of the real money maker.

“Good boy.” He mutters, taking only a second to detach before sipping on more milk. His hand moves up from your balls to the base of your cock, ringing out more dripping cum into the bucket as he squeezes up and down. The slow slap, slap, as he jerks you off is only made louder by your cum and sweat, spilling out over Orias wrists and dribbling onto his forearm.

He has to take a break for one moment, catching his breath and shaking out his wrist. Voracious as you are, those few seconds feel like torture. You rut into his chest half-heartedly, barely any strength left.

“I know, I know.” His hand finds itself snugly back on your dick but his head stays away from your teets. He instead reaches over to grab the milking machine, two suction cups attached to a large, sterile tank. “I want to make you feel better baby, but this will do a better job than I can.”

Normally you'd fight back, always preferring Orias mouth to the impersonal cups, but you’ve got gallons stored up and he’s only one demon. It’s the one bit of logic your addled brain can manage.

“O-okay.” You hiccup, brushing away the tears as you present your chest. Orias' experience helps him attach the machine with only one hand. Once attached, he turns his focus on your other milker.

Your head gets thrown back as Orias settles onto his knees, taking tentative licks of your cock. The milking machine is helping relieve some pressure, but this hint of stimulation has you mooing louder than ever.

“Oooooh.” You sigh as Orias licks a long stripe up your shaft, smacking his lips with the taste of your prized semen. Your cock jerks in against his lips, some more spurting onto his cheeks. He swipes it off and into the bucket. “Need it, please. Need to be milked.”

Your balls are hot and heavy in Orias hands, your musk almost intoxicating. It’s what sends him over the edge and has him finally, finally, swallow down your cock. His tongue lathers up the semen, spit dripping down his jaw as he takes you all the way to the base. You toss your head back in a moan.

“Yes! Yes!” Bushy fur presses up against Orias nose as you grab onto his horns and buck, balls slapping against the bottom of his chin as you ride out in his mouth. Your pent up hormones and his tongue are enough for you already to be near the brink. “Fu-uck.” You pant, tongue lolled out like a dog as your first orgasm hits, shooting straight into the back of Orias throat. You can see his nostrils flare and his eyes go wide, but this isn’t his first rodeo. He knows one won’t be enough, could never be enough, so he swallows the whole load without complaint.

You take a couple seconds, catching your breath and giving your thighs a break, but Orias tongue doesn’t. He keeps you hard with his long tongue encircling you in his mouth, the tip just reaching your balls. It’s all you need to kick start another fire in your belly, to ache for that sensation again.

Your thrusts are a little slower but no less desperate, the lessening pain meaning you can fully enjoy Orias’ skills. 

“S-so deep.” You stutter, transfixed by the site of your dick going in and out of Orias’ mouth. His bright yellow eyes finally meet yours, a twinge going up your back and straight into your stomach.  You find yourself lost in them, not even realizing how Orias’ hands crawl up your backside, pullin apart your asscheeks until-

“Ah!” You jerk Orias all the way down to your base when the first finger sinks into your asshole, sweat and cum making it glide in with little issue. It’s nice, but Orias know you need more, using your momentary shock to slip in a second and a third. That tingly feeling moves down all the way to your hooves, your tail now jerking back and forth like a happy dog. 

Orias scissors his finger soutward, stretching your whole and it's like your brain is being scrambled. Your nerves are firing, not sure to hump into Orias mouth or to ride his fingers like a dildo. Luckily he makes the decision for you, pulling you all the way to the tip and then forcing himself back down on your cock. At the same time, his fingers reach your prostate, matching his slobbery blowjob’s tempo to that of his hand. All you can do is let the pleasure carry you, knuckles gripped tight onto his horns just hoping not to pass out.

“Gonna cum again!” You're able to finally moo out, eyes nearly crossed. It doesn’t do anything to halt Orias pace, his lips curling into a grin as you reach a higher plane of existence. It’s almost too much, so good, so good, so good-

“O-oh!” The second orgasm hits you like a brick to the face; if the first was like a firecracker, then this was an explosion. Your whole lower body tenses, assshole tightening as your cock gushes cum. Orias, slightly more prepared, swallows some yet holds the rest in his mouth. When you finally collapse to your knees, he spits the rest in the cum bucket, wiping off the excess and flicking it in there too.

You hardly remember the milking machine detaching, or yoru shorts benign plled back up. Your face is smushed into Orias’ chest, his large hands rubbing soothing circles into your abc.

“There, there, that's a good little cow, huh?”

You nod, still utterly cock drunk. You don’t notice Orias flicking the lights off, a full-body exhaustion hitting you like a train.

The heat doesn’t bother you for the rest of the night.

[redr0sewrites]

HI HELLO HII!! :3

i woke up today with no thoughts but edging blade and making him ride me.

I AM THE NUMBER 1 BOTTOM BLADIE ADVOCATE. i see every character as a switch but theres way too many top blade fics and i think he needs to be absolutely destroyed like if you put me in a room with him one of us is coming out pregnant and its not going to be me.

- liz (THIS GOT VERY WORDY FOR NO REASON SORRY HEJDKSKSJS)

AAAA UR SO REAL FOR THIS LIZ <33 sorry this took so long to reply to, i started this but stupid tumblr ate my progress so i had to restart 😒 ANYWAYS, I HOPE U ENJOY !!

🥀Cw: smut, AMAB!reader, sub!blade, overstimulation, marking, creampie, edging, breeding kink, overall filth

🥀minors dni

"p-please!" Blade moaned out, thighs quaking as you rocked your hips back up against him. He was straddling you, his neglected cock twitching as you forced him deeper onto your cock. "nghh puh-please, i wanna- i need to come..." blades stoicism had dissipated entirely, leaving you with the whiny mess currently grinding in your lap.

you had denied him of his orgasm 3 times already throughout the night, and he was becoming desperate. his poor cock was leaking precum, and his cheeks were flushed a hot pink as tears formed on his lash line. he was just so pathetic, he needed you so bad! who were you to deny him?

"aww, bladie~ why should I? tell me why I should let you come. are you being a good boy for me?" you smirked, thrusting upwards into his tight hole hard enough to make him sob.

"i- im being good! im your good boy! please- please- ngh- i need you so-oo bad" blade moaned, nails digging into your shoulders as your hand traveled up his chest to his nipples. you leaned forward, taking one into your mouth and kneading the other with your hand. suddenly, you twisted the hardened nub between your fingers while simultaneously thrusting up against his prostate and he squealed in pleasure. fat, glossy tears streamed down blade's cheeks as you began to pick up the pace, leaning back and thrusting up into him so hard he nearly toppled onto you. needy whines escaped his lips as you mercilessly railed him, forcing him to ride you. blade's hips grinded in tandem with yours, and you could tell he was nearing his orgasm.

"you close baby? t-tell me how bad you want it~" you choked out, a moan threatening to slip past your lips as he squeezed your cock so tightly.

"i- auhhg- p-please, please i need it, i need you, i needa' come o-oh-" blade was cut off with a scream as he arched his back, hips stuttering as his sought after high washed over him. Your eyebrows knitted together, you could feel your own release building in your orgasm.

"You want my cum, baby? want me to come inside, fill you up real nice? im gonna breed this precious hole, fuck you full of my seed~" Blade's mind went blissfully blank at your words, and you wrapped your hand around his neglected cock, stroking him roughly as he shook in overstimulation. He could already feel yet another coil of pleasure building in his abdomen as your thrusts became more sporadic.

"Ye-yes, o-oh yes, please master, i need you, nghh need your cum, want you to fill me up so bad, want it so bad-" your hips jerked up in a few final thrusts as bliss filled every nerve in your body. Blade let out a needy sob as you came inside him, his hole tightening so perfectly around you as a second orgasm shook through him unexpectedly. His cock coated the both of you in his release, and a ring of cum surrounded the base of your own dick still inside of him. With a soft whine, Blade collapsed on top of you and you chuckled softly.

"You tired baby?"

"mhm. Wanna sleep." with no reason to argue, you wrapped your arms around your lover as he nuzzled into your neck, and you gently pulled out of him. blade whimpered softly and you chuckled, gently running your hands through his hair as you both began to drift off.

bro i havent written smut in a hot minute so sorry if this sucks lmao- I LOVE BIG SUBBY MEN THAT NEED YOU SO BAD THEY JUST CANT GET OFF WITHOUT U!!! ANYWAYS FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE REQS I LOVE UUUUU HOPE U ENJOYED!