#I liked the way your body vibrated after I started massaging your breasts

[gonzodangerfeels]

I didn't exactly (define I as the ego mind) choose to have God put Himself into me

Stay humble and fuck well.

[arminsumi]

ㅤ★ ONETWOTHREEFOUR — MAX!

... bully!Gojo loves fucking you in the bathroom stall, turning his creampies into whipped cream inside you. But you know what else he loves? Plugging you up with a vibrator and surprising you by turning it on mid-lecture — and passing the control over to his best friend.

ㅤ★ requested by anon / promptlist

ㅤ★ cws; strictly no under 18s, smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, secret public sex/nearly caught (poor confused Choso just getting moaned at), multiple orgasms/creampies, remote toy control, Suguru gets passed the remote, dirty talk, some spanking/ass slapping

There's just no way he can reach your little hole without bending his knees — and still you have to be poised on your tippy toes to let him fuck you.

Body shuddering with your hands splayed against the bathroom stall's pretty pink wall, your skirt fisted in his big hands and your thong pushed to the side of your puffy lips, bully!Gojo thrusts into your poor overused pussy 'till she cries, 'till she gushes, 'till he groans and releases another cumload against your cervix, 'till he turns his creampies into whipped cream.

Sure, his cockhead is oversensitive from plunging into your wet walls, and his balls are sore from slapping into your poor puffy clit for creampie after creampie, and yeah, there's cum dripping down the front of his thighs— but he's fucking you to put you in your place. And with how addicted he is to the feeling of being inside you, getting his pretty pink cock hugged tight by your walls, he just can't stop now.

His hips practically move on their own. His cock keeps telling him not to pull out just yet — it's telling him let's let her have it.

In mock affection, he presses his sweaty cheek against your forehead, white wispy bangs sticking to your skin, eyes glued to your jiggling breasts, big hand coming down to rub your clit. "Insensitive, huh?" he asks in a dangerous coo, "I'll show ya how fucking insensitive I can be." and with that, he's frantically massaging circles on your super fucking sensitive clit.

"Ah! Fuck! T-t-toruuu, I'm sorry! I didn't even mean it, I was just a-angryyy!" you sob out, feeling his mean cockhead rubbing sweet spots deep inside you.

His clit rubbing is ruthless, and he's a messy boy you know he doesn't care that his fingers and palm are coated with your slick.

"Nah, you meant it." he grunts back, blue eyes piercing you with a glare, hips pounding into you from the back, muscles twitchy 'n tensing, "Now stay still 'n take it. I told'ya I was gonna fuck that attitude out of ya, didn't I?"

You let out a strangled moan at his words, nearly going limp against the shuddering bathroom stall's wall. Satoru presses your head against it, smushing your cheek, getting rougher by the second.

He's still tightly fisting your skirt in his hand, other hand sometimes tugging harshly on your pathetically tiny thong — the one he told you to wear today, or else he's gonna throw one of his spoiled rich boy tantrums. He can't resist groping at your soft ass and spreading your ruby red smacked cheeks wide.

Satoru momentarily stills inside you, choking you up with how deep he chooses to keep his throbbing cock, and then he repositions himself; sharp polished black shoes clicking as he spreads his long legs further apart.

"New angle, hope ya like it." he jokes, angling his cock so it curves right against the gummy roof of your pussy, right against that spot.

"Oh fuck!" you cry out when he starts pounding up into your hole, nearly lifting you off your feet with the force of each thrust, makin' your sweaty body jiggle erotically.

He watches you widen your eyes when his cock hits a sweet spot just right, the one that makes your eyes twitch in pleasure 'n your knees buckle.

You're gushing around him, totally soaking his length, pussy too full of his gooey creampies 'n now they're leaking out and running down your thighs.

His cock hits that damn sweet spot again, with more precision than before.

"Oh fuck, fuck! Right there! Fuck me right there, 'Toru!" you chokingly moan, feeling a shockwave of pleasure pulse from your pussy to every point in your body.

"Damn, chill." he chuckles.

Chill? Of course he'd say that while he's fucking you like he's trying to get you cockdrunk. He's pounding into your gummy walls 'n rubbing your clit with this hate-fueled determination.

All you did was talk back to him in class. Just a cutesy little snide remark. You thought it would turn him on. Well, it did turn him on — it also turned his gaze cold and wiped the smirk off his face. Two things that sent shivers down your spine.

Oh, I'm fucked.

The way he leaned back and hummed had your pussy twitching, already getting wet at the thought of what he was gonna do to put you back in your place.

Whiiich brings us back to the last bathroom stall of the men's bathroom, the stall in which your bully is fucking up your guts and turning you into his personal cocksleeve.

He's close, you can tell because that's when his steady, deep strokes slow and he takes two inches out so he can rub annoyingly back and forth across his favorite ridge inside your pussy. And his tell-tale signs? Choppy breathing, brows twisted together, tightened grip on your body, 'n he's got this psychotic smile forming on his face which he likes to press against your sweaty forehead to let ya know how much he's enjoying bullying you.

Just feeling all his cum getting fucked out of your quivering hole makes you want to cum again. It's almost scary. What if you fall apart? You might even scream this time. Nah, who cares honestly? You can't control how your walls squeeze his cock now even though he bitterly scolds you for being too tight, too tiny to take him all.

You can hardly hear the nasty vocabulary he's using on you, 'cause you're too fucked-out on his thick cock, not even caring if the squelching sounds and choking moans escape under the door and echo down your college's corridors. Even if anyone barged in, Satoru would probably just do what he did last week — when someone barged into the spare room while he was in heat 'n balls deep in your pussy — tell 'em to fuck off.

"Fuck me." Satoru groans, "That hot little pussy 's gonna make me cum... 'm gonna cum... gonna fill you up... ahah... fuck."

He's just the type to giggle during the buildup to his orgasm. It sounds almost psychotic — yeah, you knew from day one that he's crazy and his cock is crazy.

His cock gets hotter, then it bursts with thick ropes of cum once again. The both of you savor in the feeling. It's in the aftershocks of his orgasm that Satoru wonders if he's actually falling in love with you.

Then he snaps-to.

"Shit, you're a fucking mess." Satoru grins almost sadistically, sweating like crazy under his uniform.

You're just shivering against the wall as he eases his cum-coated cock out your pussy, sliding past your folds. Cheek smushed against the wall, face looking like you just saw heaven for an hour, you're relishing the buzzy afterglow of getting fucked dumb by your bully.

His hard slap on your ass brings you back to reality. You hear the sound of him pulling his pants up his long legs, dragging up his zipper. The click of his button. Then he plants another hard slap on your stinging cheek.

You groan, teasingly wiggling your cum-filled pussy, feeling his big hands groping the plush of your cheek and spreading it to reveal your twitchy holes — and he just keeps grinning, watching his seed ooze out 'n drip down your pretty thighs — those thighs that are the reason he chased you in the first place.

You'd think he's looking at the Mona Lisa with how he marvels at the sight — but nah, it's just his white, gooey creampies smeared across your lips and inner thighs. "Aw, don't let it drip out or 'm gonna need to plug ya up..."

Trembling, you listen to him unzipping his backpack and rifling around. "What d'you mean?" you ask, looking back at him with a dazed afterglow on your face, but when you do he's already sliding something into your pussy.

"Ahhh, fuck!" you squirm, feeling that hot pink toy push inside and stretch open your cum-soaked walls again. "I'm so tired, gimmie a break!"

"Relaaax, it's just to plug ya up..." he grins mischievously.

"Oh... o-okay... if you say so."

Oh, but what a liar he is.

It's ten minutes after you and him cleaned up and scurried off to your class and took your seats.

Shit — late again. You curse Satoru and his dummy big cock as you settle down.

... then you feel something start to buzz inside you.

"Oh!?" you let out a small gasp.

Vibrations against your sweet spots make your eyes flicker. Your filled pussy freaks out, spasming and twitching like crazy around the toy.

You give a glare of disbelief back at Satoru, who sat two rows behind and above you — duh, so he could always get a nice view of your breasts.

He sees you. He smirks. He raises a pink little controller shaped like a flat egg, and tauntingly shakes it in his hand before clicking a button.

One notch up.

"Nn!" you tighten around the toy.

He watches you freak out from afar, his sweaty face contorting into a diabolically naughty smirk.

Two notches up. Three notches. Off. Onetwothreefour — you gulp and smack the desk — earning a look from your seatmate, Choso.

The toy temporarily turns off.

"... sorry, this question is just so frustrating." you apologize, playing off your random desk smack.

"Yeah, tell me about it. I'm failing this class for sure."

"S-same, honestly." you reply shakily, soothingly rubbing up and down your clenched thighs.

You text Satoru with fervency.

You

'just a plug' my ass! wtf is this thing!

Toru

lol 🍑🔜 and chill... it's just a lil something i picked up for ya

You

ur the devil. i hate u.

Toru

ur hurting my feelings 🥺

Onetwothreefour — max!

"Fuck...!" you gasp again, feeling a dizzy rush as the toy buzzes at max deep inside your pussy.

Choso gives you a concerned side-glance.

"Sounds like you're really having a rough day." he jokes.

You look at him. He's sitting pretty close.

"You have no ideaaaaaahhhhhhh~" you moan back, accidentally cumming right there in front of your classmate.

Immediately clapping your hand over your mouth, you blink at him. Oh no... you just orgasmically moaned against poor, confused Choso's face.

His eyes widen. He blinks. " H u h ? "

Satoru sees this and slides down in his seat, holding in his laughter behind a toothy smile, pearly whites all on display. Now his best friend gives him a look.

"Satoru..." Suguru sighs, catching onto what was happening. "Give the girl a break."

"You wanna try?" he offers Suguru the remote control.

Suguru looks at it. He looks at you, then Satoru, then the toy... and takes it into his hand and chuckles with his best friend behind their textbooks, clicking it to a new pattern.

You just twitch your eyes and then shut them in pleasure, cursing the both of them in your mind while you feel your thighs tremble and feel the toy pulsing. Your pussy squeezes the pink silicone.

And you can hear those dastardly best friends giggling behind your back, watching you wiggle in pleasure, trying to contain your moans. Every time you glance back at them, Satoru makes mocking ahegao faces at you. Suguru just smirks and continues to play with the vibrator.

Oh, you were definitely gonna get 'em back for this.

© 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢

𝐓𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 💗

[sapphicmsmarvel]

azriel crack headcannons!

im alive!

note: use of “tits” instead of “breasts”, i hate that word yall. 

-You love being mushy with him. Complimenting his eyes, his hands, his voice. He gets all blushy and squeaky and it’s so cute. 

-He activated cuteness aggression which confused him at first but he secretly loves how obsessed you are with him. (he’s never had anyone be so obsessed with him) 

-You both give each other flowers. The first time you gave him his own bouquet he was giggling and kicking his feet in private. 

-You have trouble trying new food, so he will let you try a bit of his meal if he gets something new. That way you don't “waste” (even though he has enough money to buy velaris at this point) money. Even if he insists you don't need to worry about money. 

-You like asking him insane questions. 

“How do you feel about me wearing revealing clothes in public?” 

He shrugged. “I can fight and you look beautiful in anything.”

“If i got a new piercing-“

“My love, it’s your body. But if you pierce your nipples i’m going to have so much fun.”

-You got your nipples pierced. You couldn’t decide on what jewelry to get. So you bought two pairs. One, for the healing process that were barbells with blue gems. 

For after, barbells with an ‘A’ on both ends of the jewelry. That man audibly moaned when he saw that specific piece of jewelry. 

-He has loud sneezes. 

-He’s afraid of spiders. 

-You two 100% gossip. 

-You’ll read smutty novels to each other in funny voices. This is the only way Azriel discovered that he can make an incredible high pitched voice. 

-He gets the zoomies at random times. You know it’s brewing when the shadows start to practically vibrate in the air. 

-If you have your hair up, he or his shadows will play with your baby hairs that escape the hairstyle. 

-Speaking of the shadows, they’ll just sit on your waist like a belt and just be part of whatever outfit you have on. Or a necklace (not in a kinky way you dirty birds) 

((but like, that too))

-Speaking of things being taken as kinky. He stretches you out. You have a disability that worsens when you don't do your daily stretches (sciatica nerve damage gang rise up) so he forces you to do them. 

-As in pins you down and forces your body to stretch out the nerve. 

“It’s almost like you like to be in pain.” He admonishes as he pushed on your glute. 

“I’m just lazy.” You admit. 

He smacks your ass, causing you to yelp. “Well, I don't like seeing my love in pain, so stop being lazy.” 

-He may be a stoic warrior, but he’s also a guy. He loves titties. 

-He’ll burrow into them when he’s upset. 

-When your cycle happens, your tits get sore and swollen. So he’ll massage them, suck on them, anything. 

-You wear lip balm a lot. You just have a thing where a tube needs to be on you at all times. He personally prefers when you wear a balm that’s vanilla or like a baked good. The minty balms he really doesn’t like the taste of.  

-Usually, he is the exact opposite of lazy. However, you’ve turned him into a lazy sunday morning man. Or really, any day he wants to sleep in, he does now. You’re just so warm and sweet and sleepy he can’t resist it! 

-You sprawl out in bed. You starfish over the entire bed if he gets up for the bathroom or water in the middle of the night. To get you back to your side, all he has to do is poke your side and you curl in on yourself. 

He giggles (yes, giggles) every single time. 

-He already is a mischievous man, but with you the silliness hits an all time high. 

-Random ass spankings, he bean dips you, when he works out wearing a shirt, he’ll take the shirt off and throw it at you. So you have a musty sweaty ass shirt coming at you. 

-You always call his shadows “little stinkers” and he loves it. 

-They’ll move things to higher shelves to force you to ask Azriel for help getting them.  

The man loves leaning over you, your sweet ass pressed against him as he reaches. 

-Sometimes, you’ll just stare at him and wonder how this beautiful man is yours. 

But that’s okay, because he stares at you the same way. 

[irl-w0lverine]

October 14th - quicksilver (smut)

Pairing : peter maximoff x reader

Warnings : MDNI!! DO NOT READ IF YOUR BELOW THE AGE OF 18!!

P in v, unprotected sex, peter talking you through it, no aftercare, human vibrator

A/n: im actually really struggling to write the rest of the fics, this is literally meant to be out tomorrow at the time of writing

DO NOT BLAME ME FOR WHAT YOU CHOSE TO CONSUME, ITS YOUR FAULT IF YOU READ FURTHER

Peters room was the go to hangout area for the two of you. It was usually the right temperature, he'd have a stash of snacks (of which were mainly twinkies), a few warm blankets for those cold nights you stayed over. It was always perfect.

That leads you to this night. Peters head was resting on your lower stomach as both of you were watching some crappy movie, mindlessly playing with the hem of your shorts.

You could feel his shoulder pressing against the one spot that had been aching for him all day. Every shuffle from him, you have to stop yourself from squirming, trying to get more pleasure from it. Surely he doesn't feel the same way.. Right?

"hey, you ok?" you hear peter ask you, your head giving a small nod, adjusting your position. Thats all you needed for a small whine to slip past your lips.

That stupid damn smirk. Of course he has that stupid damn smirk after hearing that.

"what was that noise?" he scoots up, his elbows proping him up so now his face is mere inches away from yours. His stomach putting pressure on the area you needed him to, causing you to squirm slightly.

"..nothing..?" you knew he wouldn't let it slide. His warm breath was hitting your face, his lips oh so close to touching yours.

"bullshit" before you even registered it, his lips were on yours. You couldn't help but kiss back, your hands going to his hair and pulling him closer.

✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭✭

After a few minuets of making out, he begins to slip your shorts down your legs, kissing your thighs as he did so.

"god... Your gorgeous.." he groans, not waiting a second to rip his sweatpants off. He was so hard it looked painful, it looked like he would rip open his boxers.

With a blur, he's alright inside of you, his lips against your forehead.

"someones excited huh?"

"cant help it that ive waited this long" he chuckles, pressing his lips against yours once more but this time hes slower, beginning to thrust.

He starts of by being gentle, not wanting to use his mutation to its fullest extent just yet. He was pepering you with kisses anywhere he could reach, nuzzling his face between your breasts.

"you dont have to go soft on me, y'know? I can take it" you huff, getting a bit frustrated at the lack of speed from the guy that is literally known for speed.

"sorry princess" he chuckles "just dont wanna hurt ya'"

With that, he begins to speed up, his hands massaging your hips and thighs.

Not even a few minutes later, hes going x10 faster, his face burried in the crook of your neck. You had never thought he'd be the typa guy to whimper but he is definitely disproving you now.

His hips move in a blur, bringing you to the edge way faster than you'd thought.

"... Ugh... Keep doin' that... Please.." you whine, hands pulling his hair and your lips leaving sloppy kisses on his shoulder.

"wasnt plannin' on stoppin'.. M' pretty girl" his nails dig into your hips, his cock twitching against your walls as they begin to close in on him.

"AHG! Fuck... Shit" he grunts, his seed painting your walls white. His thumb sneaks down and rubs your clit, sending you over the edge and cumming around him.

"... Holy shit..." he huffs, his sweaty body collapsing onto yours.

"... That was amazing.." you tell him, only to realise hes fallen asleep cuding you.

A/n : sorry for how rushed and poorly written this is! Jaytober is kinda making me loose motivation especially since i dont have much free time to do it anymore and my mental health just loves to take a head first dive into depression

Thank you so much for reading! <3

[pbnbucks]

Can you do a Paige smut where Paige gets caught trying to get if by herself and like the reader edges her a lot as punishment and Paige is all subby and she takes the strap, with like a major mommy kink

YOU DONT HAVE TO DO THIS!!!

word count : 781

warnings : mommy kink, straight filth, cussing

summary : paige couldnt wait and disobeyed one of your many rules for eachother, the no touching rule.

the muffled noises of the blondes moans and crys where absorbed through the shared apartment, as you walked in her whimpering was all you could hear guiding you to your room with the door cracked open as she still hasnt noticed you as you were met with paige slouched over a pillow desperately grinding on to the pillow begging for a release,

as shes looked like shes been trying for hours. you carefully walk to her putting your hands on her waist pushing her on to the pillow as she jolts forward startled by your quick movements as she was met with your disapprovaled face.

“such a bad girl, why dont you take me seriously babe?” you question her as you place kisses starting from her shoulder making your way down to her elbow

“i do take you serious i promise” you hum in response as your hand roams down to her dripping core as your two finger slide in and out painfully slow as your other hand holds her chin in place to look at you

“look me in the eyes while you ride my fingers, and if your good maybe you’ll get to cum okay?” she nods her head as her body begins to grind against your fingers as she whines at the fact she has to get off herself as she refuses to loose eye contact with you

“such a dirty girl, always acting up” she pouts once those words leave your mouth as her hands go up to massage her breast with her fingers playing with her nipples

“im sorry mommy, ill do anything” you chuckle at her needyness with you as if you didnt just wake her up with sex this morning

“oh i know you will baby, thats why im going to put you to good use” her body movements speed up as her shattered nerves form a knot in her stomach only for it to be denied as your fingers leave her now empty hole causing her to whine from the loss of friction and pleasure.

“think about it you could’ve cumed by now if you would’ve listened to me” as you now adjust the strap that lays perfectly on your waist shoving right in to the needy blonde.

“im so so sorry mommy please let me cum” she crys as tears spill down her cheeks along with you quickly wiping them away.

“oh maybe, you know how much i dislike bad girls” you coo as whimpers at your response leaving a laugh from you, as you grab the rose shaped vibrator from your night stand pushing it on the highest setting as she squeals from the amount of pleasure thats going on with her sensitive clit.

“feels so good, please” she crys at the edging to her release “mmm maybe princess” you smile at her pleas as she begins to fuck herself on your cock.

“mommy please let me cum, need to cum so bad” she crys as you pull out removing the vibrator as closes her legs together trying to cause any bit a friction she can get.

“well you dont expect me to be nice about it” you place a smack to her butt massaging the red mark after. “please mommy it hurts so bad”

she whines as you try to calm her nerves rubbing her inner thigh “i know you do sweetheart i know, you should’ve thought about that baby”

you sink the strap back in to her sopping cunt as her cunt earns filthy noises as her moans continue to to grow louder. “does that feel good paigey?” you put your hand on her lower stomach pushing gently on her

“yes feels so good” you speed up your movements as you place the rose back on her clit as her moans grow.

“such a pretty girl, taking me so well” you coo at the girl under you whos shoving her face in to a pillow as she grips the sheets.

“please i need to cum” you hum in response messing with her head “please” she crys out as you remove the strap from her cunt but keep the vibrating rose toy on her sensitive pushing it further on to her

“go ahead princess” she listens as shes now squirting on to your lower stomach as her liquids spill out every where, with her screams filling the room along with the gushing sound of her cum.

“fuck fuck fuck!” she crys as she pushes your hand away breathing heavily as you come down to her neck placing kisses on her neck. “you gonna do that again paigey?” she shakes her head quickly as you wipe away her tear stained cheeks.

[dilemmaontwolegs]

If you need ideas for the Temptation snapshots, I've got one. It's Scotty's wedding, Daniel's Kitten is a bridesmaid. She looks stunning in a curves complimenting dress. Daniel can't take his eyes off of her but she doesn't have time for him. She's running around, helping everybody with everything till Daniel decides he can't wait anymore and drags her to the bedroom for a quickie only after that they realise that they've fucked in the newlyweds bed

Temptation Snapshot || DR3 {6}

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, smut WC: 1.4K F1 Masterlist Story: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven Snapshots: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six

The Bachelor’s Party/Hen Night Vegas baby! That was the caption to the clip of Daniel arriving in Las Vegas for Scotty’s bachelor party - the two Australians 100 percent ready to unleash hell on Sin City with their close-knit group of friends. At just over 2000 kilometres away, you were boarding a private boat with Chloe in Vancouver as her hen night began far more sedately. While the next 24 hours with the bridal party was all about pampering and enjoying the beautiful views out on the water, the groomsmen were making promises to each other that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Come morning light everyone would start making their way to Venice where the big event was going down - for better or for worse. You had a feeling the boys would certainly be feeling worse.

You were utterly relaxed after a massage and a soak in the hot tub on the top deck with the girls, the stars glittering in the night sky. Chloe’s friends were an endless stream of gossip and it was hard to keep up with their exciting lives until your phone started to vibrate on your sunbed. 

“Excuse me,” you apologised as you stepped out of the warm water and saw a facetime call coming in from Danny. “Hey, I thought you would be too busy to call?”

“You should come here, kitten,” he slurred as the camera moved erratically and you heard Scotty’s laugh in the background. “Look,” he tried to pan the video around and you guessed he was somewhere on the strip from all the bright lights. “White Chapel! We could get married right now.”

You tilted your head so you could properly see what he was showing you. “You want me to come to Las Vegas and get married at a White Chapel?” you laughed with a shake of your head. “You know my dad would never forgive you if he didn’t get to give me away.”

“I just want you all to myself, as Mrs Ricciardo,” he whined as the camera turned back to his face and a chorus of whipping sounds erupted from the guys around him. “Fuck off! You’re whipped too.”

“So you admit you’re whipped,” Scotty shouted happily and the call was dropped as they started a little scuffle, more like brothers than friends.

“You have that man wrapped around your finger,” Chloe teased when you slipped back into the steaming water.

“Look who's talking,” you said with a wink and grabbed your drink, raising it up to clink it with hers. “You mastered the art first.”

“I suppose I did,” she giggled before toasting with the circle. “To our boys, and their peak golden retriever energy.”

The Wedding Day “Behave,” you warned Daniel when he tried to corner you in the hotel’s corridor. “I’m a woman on a mission so keep your hands to yourself.”

“You know I can’t help it when my kitten gets all bossy,” he chuckled as he pinned you to the wall with his body. “No one will notice if we slip away for a few minutes.”

“Chloe would, since I’m meant to be getting her shoes.”

Reaching into his breast pocket he pulled out a tiny book similar to what you would get when you bought a raffle. Licking the pad of his thumb he started to flick through the pages before humming and ripping a tab out. “Here,” he said as he tucked it into your cleavage. “That is contractually binding too, I might add.”

You fished the paper out and opened it to see it was a comical voucher for a quickie in the nearest room. “I’m sure my lawyer would agree with you,” you joked as you straightened his lapels. “Where did you even get this?”

“I may or may not have stolen it from Scotty’s presents, but I thought it would have been a waste to go to them. I know him and it would end up in the bin before they even went on their honeymoon. So?” His eyes darted to the door beside you and he wiggled his eyebrows. “You look ridiculously sexy in that dress, kitten, and it is doing all sorts of crazy things to me.”

“Well I would hate to get in trouble with the law, since this is contractually binding…”

His smile grew and he tested the door only to growl when it didn’t open, but the next one was left unlocked. “Better make it quick, baby, I have no idea who this room belongs to.”

The spike of adrenaline made you rush to lift your dress and Daniel’s belt snapped open as he shoved his trouser halfway down his tattooed thighs before pulling you onto his lap at the edge of the bed. Your bodies joined with a harmonious moan and you relished the full feeling when you hadn’t been prepared for him, something that rarely happened.

“Fuck, you feel so good, kitten,” he moaned, his hand reaching for your hair before you grabbed it.

“This took two hours, don’t mess it up.”

“Okay, okay,” he obeyed, settling his hands on your hips and using his strength to guide you up and down his cock. You didn’t have the same issue with his hair, the short curls still left untamed, so you dragged your fingers through them as you bounced on his lap.

“You look tired,” you commented before you lost all ability to think, noticing the dark bags under his brown eyes. “Did you conquer Vegas or did Vegas conquer you?”

A smirk played on his lips and he shook his head. “Sorry, kitten, the boys all made a promise. Scouts honour.”

Your head tilted to the side as you stopped riding him. “Is that how it is now?”

“Don’t stop, baby,” he begged as you started to climb off his lap. “Wait, wait, okay.”

“What happened in Vegas, Daniel?” you asked, neither pulling away nor lowering yourself back down him.

“Nothing like you’re thinking,” he muttered.

“Daniel…”

“I may have gotten a little bit shitfaced,” he admitted and you lifted an eyebrow that made him crumble. His head dropped into your cleavage as he confessed, “I was totally off my tit drunk and so was Scotty, and we may have crashed out on the same bed.”

You slipped back down his cock until you were saddled on his lap again. “That’s not bad, why were you trying to hide it?”

“Those assholes took photos of us cuddling and crying together because we missed out girls now can you please move before I start crying again.”

It was a quick jumble of words barely more than a whisper but you caught them, just, and they caught you off guard. In a split second your head was thrown back with a laugh and you cradled him to your chest.

“Fuck me, keep laughing, kitten,” Daniel moaned. “So fucking tight when you do that.”

It drove Daniel wild and he started bucking his hips as you rode him, hitting deeper with each change in the angle until your eyes screwed shut and your heart hammered. You wanted to kiss him like your life depended on it but the makeup hadn’t been set long enough and you weren’t willing to risk smearing the masterpiece.

“I’m gonna cum, daddy,” you whimpered as heat flushed your skin and you pushed through the ache in your legs from the position. Your orgasm ripped through you like a bolt of lightning.

“Fuck, oh fuck, fuuuuck,” Daniel groaned as your cunt gripped his dick like a vice and he filled you with the thick ropes of his cum. “Shit, kitten, you’re gonna kill me with that pretty pussy of yours,” he commented as you climbed off and rearranged your dress into place.

“I think you just need more self-control,” you teased as you looked around the room and froze. There on the table was the white Jimmy Choo box you had been sent to find, next to a plate of delicate handmade chocolates and a neatly written card dedicated to the newlyweds. “Oh shit.”

Daniel looked up from his belt he had rebuckled and saw you grab the shoes from the box, his eyes taking in everything as he came to the same conclusion. “Oh shit,” he laughed, biting his knuckle as the sound grew. He looked back at the bed and quickly swiped a hand across the blankets to smooth out the indents of his ass. “That bed is getting some action today.”

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[lesbianslvt666]

hiii i saw that your requests are open🤞🏼 ok one thing i can’t get out of my head is reverse cowgirl with ellie ,, like we all know she’s an ass girl so i think she’d love it

Cw: smut with a bit of plot, birthday girl Ellie, StrapOn!(both kinda?) cum! and spanking and something more but i am too sleepy to remember

The night before Ellie’s birthday you were still struggling to find something to gift her, i mean is not like she has everything or that she was too picky with gifts, but you wanted to make it special.

it was her twenty first birthday and your friends couldn’t come over for a party (her birthday was on a Monday), you wanted to make her day happy still. Until Friday which was when the surprise party was gonna take place, so you needed something to keep her entertained until then.

You looked up from your phone, calling Dina for any advice, but as you were walking back to your place from work you stumbled over a sex shop.

“Hello?” Dina was calling for your name over the phone.

“I was gonna ask you something but i think i found the answer, talk to you later Dins” you hanged up the phone, didn’t let her even say her goodbyes and.

Your eyes scanned the place, small but fun.

Colored LEDs separating different sections.

The gay section had pink lights, the kinky section was lit with red lights and the lesbian with purple ones.

Aha!

Long strap on, two sided and it vibrates.

The pretty pink color paired with holographic glitter.

She was gonna love it.

The next day was hectic to say the least.

You called Ellie as soon as you woke up from your class, hurriedly getting ready and telling her how much loved her and to please save the day for you.

She did.

After the most excruciating hours of your entire college experience.

You finally arrived to Ellie’s.

She opened the door as soon as you nocked.

You didn’t waste no time, as soon as she was in front of you you started to kiss her, hands roaming up her waist to her back to her breast. The pretty gift bag hanging from your fore arm.

She closed the door after you, not once braking the kiss, passion tinting her every move.

Her hands naturally traveled all the way down to your ass, she spanked you once.

With all the force you could gather you separated from the kiss, action that made her groan in frustration.

“I have a gift for you babe!” You said, extending the bag to her, she took the bag and went back to kissing you.

You giggled at her eagerness.

“Please baby, just open it!” You said in between kisses.

“I’ll do it later, right now i want you” and before she went back to kissing you your hand moved to her neck, wrapping your hand around it but never pressing or squeezing.

“Do what i say baby, i know you’ll like it” your words followed by a kiss on the cheek, you walked to her room, removing one clothing item every other step until you both where in her room.

You completely naked, standing in front of her bed.

“You nymph” her words laced with amusement as she took the strap out of the bag, looking up at you.

No time was wasted, for as soon as she saw you all naked and ready she was already getting off her clothes, kissing you on the process.

She sat down on the bed, man spreading while her back rested upon the headboard.

The strap standing proud upwards ready for you, your eyes lit up in lust, crawling up to her, pretty tits bouncing with every move you made.

She couldn’t take your teasing any longer, manhandling you she took you up her torso, purposefully missing the strap, she kissed you while you where un top of her.

You body moving front to back to try and get sone friction, she was too good at this, she always felt this good…

But she stopped your moviments.

Handling you to now give her your back, strap ticking your pussy, she took the rest of the length and massage your clit with the tip.

Your wetness falling from your cunt down your neg and her mouth watered.

She inserted the strap on you, your pussy swallowing almost instantly, you were so needy, so ready to take it.

She gave you time to adjust, cock warming so deliciously, your juices falling to her own pussy, essences mixing with each other on her cunt.

“Can i baby?” Her words patient, lust making her body desperate.

“Yes fuck” you started to move yourself riding her so good with your bubbly ass bouncing on her crotch, the strap hitting inside tour tight warm walls and Ellie felt she was gonna go insane.

Her own part of the dildo inserting so good with every bounce, every move, the shape of it creating friction on her clit.

She spanked your ass every now and then but she was about to cum and she wanted for you to do so at the same time.

Her tatted hand circling, finding your clit and massaging roughly.

You went insane.

The pleasure so intense, both of you feeling like you’ll reach the pick at any second.

Ellie did first, franatically pushing the strap in to you (and herself) so hard she came loudly, filthy words mixed with moans and grunts and so you came after her.

Both rode your highs together. Before you toon off Ellie kissed your ass, pretty cheeks in display for her, so, might as well.

You giggled at her sweetness, falling down to her side cuddling her.

“Let me get you clean” she said trying to stand up.

“Nuh huh, stay here i wanna sleep” she laughed at your words, barely making sense.

She still stood up and cleaned both of you.

Laying down back with you she kissed your forehead.

“Happy birthday baby” your words almost indecipherable.

But she understood with her heart, you are her twin flame, her soulmate, her everything.

[dark-frosted-heart]

Can't Leave the Room Because I Want to XXX With You - Keith Howell (Both POVs)

This is Keith's story from Yves' Proposition of Love route release event

Keith's POV in green

Nsfw. Alter!Keith's his own warning.

As usual, can't guarantee 100% accuracy on this

Lately, Prince Keith had been pretty busy with his official duties. Both nice Prince Keith and mean Prince Keith weathered the storm before finally welcoming a day off.

When was the last time I spent a day off with Emma? It's been so long that I have to think about it.

Emma: Prince Keith, I've prepared some delicious tea and galettes for you today. If you'd like, we can have a tea party in the conservatory. Ah, you're probably tired though. It won't take too long!

(Hey, Emma)

(I doubt it)

(I enthusiastically held a tea party to help ease his fatigue, but...)

The door of the conservatory rattled as I tried to open it, but it didn't budge.

Emma: We...we can't be locked in, can we?

Alter!Keith: We're locked in.

Emma: Now way...what do we do.

Alter!Keith: What're you panicking for? It's fine, we can just wait for it to open.

Emma: But it's been a while since you had a day off. I thought it would be better to go back to your room and rest after this.

(That's why I ended the tea party early...)

Alter!Keith: We shouldn't waste time, right? It's been a while since either of use got to spend a day off with you. So let's make this worth your while.

Emma: W-what do you mean...?

Alter!Keith: Don't you know?

When I let go of the door and turned around, Prince Keith's handsome face drew closer. I realized what he meant when he pressed me against the wall of the conservatory and sealed my lips with his.

After the tea party - while Emma was confused about why the door wouldn't open, I captured her lips.Emma seemed to understand what I "wanted" as I pressed her against the glass while I continued my assault on her lips.

Emma: Th-this...is the conservatory.

Alter!Keith: You never know who'll come.

(That's a lie)

I already kicked everyone out. No one's coming to the conservatory.

(I was planning on locking you up and messing with you from the very beginning)

(Didn't look like you wanted to spend time with me)

Prince Keith unapologetically unbuttoned my blouse. Her eyes widen as if asking if I was crazy.

Alter!Keith: Not to mention it's all glass, so they can see everything from the outside.

Emma: Don't!

Alter!Keith: Nope.

Emma: Ah...

I turned around to resist, but Prince Keith didn't care and started to grope my breasts through my underwear.

The view from the other side of the glass must've been pretty lewd.

(If anyone but me sees you like this, I'll erase them.)

(Even though someone outside might see...!)

Fortunately there was no sign of anyone, but the thought of being seen sent chills down my spine. Meanwhile, my body responded to being played with by familiar hands even when I said that I didn't want to... I felt an ache in the pit of my belly as he pinched the tips of my breasts.

When I pinched the tips, whose outlines were clearly showing through her underwear, Emma let out an erotic sigh.

Keith: Looks like you're expecting something even though you say you don't like it.

Emma: You're wrong...

Keith: And what am I wrong about?

Emma: Eep...

His tongue surprised me by lapping at my ear. If I lick her ear and play with her breasts, her moans become more intense. As he continued to massage my breasts and assault my ear, I found myself filled with an overwhelming sense of pleasure that pushed away any sense of shame. When I purposely made a slurping sound, Emma turned around and clung to me. When I finally gave in and turned to Prince Keith, a wicked laugh vibrated my eardrums.

(Your face's red)

Alter!Keith: Cu~te.

Emma: Prince Keith!

Alter!Keith: Want more?

Emma: The opposite...yeah

Alter!Keith: You sure?

When he nudges his knee between my legs, a lewd, wet sound is heard. I'm almost brought to tears.

(I'm so embarrassed. My body's not listening to me at all)

(I considered holding back, but "it feels good" is written all over her face)

(You're in trouble)

Alter!Keith: If it were him, he'd stop by now. Too bad it's me here. I'll fulfill up to your expectations.

Emma: Wait-

I strip everything off of Emma and press her against the glass again. When I slid my fingers in, there was no resistance.

Alter!Keith: Look, your body's begging for more.

Emma shakes her head as if unable to say anything.

(Don't lie. You want me badly)

I thrusted my fingers and with a shudder, something thick and wet trickled down her legs and to the ground.

Emma: Prince Keith...

Alter!Keith: More?

When I asked the same question again, Emma hesitated before giving a small nod.

(Good. Want more of me)

(Don't distance yourself with something weird like "don't you want to rest?")

I have Emma place her hands against the glass as I take her from behind.

I grabbed her waist and thrusted hard, drawing out more moans and wet noises.

Emma: Nghaa...Aaah...

(For me, nothing's beats spending time with you)

(You should know that, Emma)

~~ some time passes ~~

Emma: Prince Keith, you...I can't...

Alter!Keith: What, I made you feel good didn't I?

As the ache in my belly finally subsides while I grumble in shame, Prince Keith smiles and lets me put the clothes he stripped off back on. Emma's face is still red and angry.

(You're so cute when you're mad too)

(I'm still wet between my legs...He's put me through so many embarrassing things that the sky's already changed colors...)

Alter!Keith: And no one showed up.

Emma: That's just hindsight. I was on edge.

Alter!Keith: Oh, even after being ravaged.

Emma: Please don't say that again...

Alter!Keith: Sure. Well, let's go back.

Emma: Huh? We can't go back because the door's locked...

Prince Keith inserted the key he took out from his pocket into the lock and the conservatory's door opened immediately.

Emma, not expecting me to be behind this, looked stunned.

Emma: ...

Alter!Keith: It was all planned, you know? I ordered everyone to stay out so there was no way anyone would've seen you. I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend my day off.

(That means this was Prince Keith's evil plan from the start?!)

Emma: Why...

Alter!Keith: I wanted to spend as much time with you on my day off as possible

Emma: !

Alter!Keith: You don't need to worry too much about me getting some early rest.

When I understood the reason behind his meanness, I forgot about my anger and ended up smiling.

(You're so sweet. If you understand my intentions, then you'll give me the day off I want next time, right?)

(I want to be with you for as long as I can - You'll need to learn that there's nothing more that I want, Emma.)

(If spending time with me is what makes your day off valuable, then-)

Emma: Then don't hold back anymore.

Alter!Keith: Don't forget what you just said, alright?

[wavypotatochips]

Mbappé Smut where it’s your first time without a condom breeding kink

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 | 𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞 { 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈 }

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Kylian Mbappe x Female Reader

Word Count : 1.8k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: This is only my second time ever writing NSFW content so I hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!! Thank you so much for requesting!!

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN, its nearing the end of the semester for college so please be mindful of that c’: Thanks lovelies mwah ♥

Kylian looks down at you as you hungrily stare up at him and asks, "Like what you see?, " with a smirk on his face. Kylian had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. You were walking towards the bathroom but halted in your tracks as you encountered your boyfriend.

 You couldn't help but look at your boyfriend without a shirt on, your gaze tracing over his abs and down to his v-line. "Of course I do, how could I not?" you say as you place your hand on his chest, moving your hands up and down till you begin to mess with the top of his towel. As you let your hands explore his body, he presses his lips against yours. He bites your lower lip once your fingers start playing with the towel since he realizes you are teasing him. You moan against his lips as the pain and pleasure of kissing him combine. Your hands are raised above your head as he grabs both of them, grabbing your wrist with one hand. He starts to walk forward, and you have no choice but to step backwards as he says, "Looks like someone is very eager tonight.." The bed frame strikes your calf after a few meters, forcing you to halt moving backwards. After releasing his hold on your wrist, he starts kissing you again while undoing your bra with his hands. As you typically sleep in your undergarments and shorts, it is not unusual that you are only wearing those items. He throws your bra to the floor and gropes your breast, delicately massaging them and pinching your nipples. He groans against your lips as he explores every inch of your mouth with his tongue. When gently lowering you into the bed, he pulls himself away. "Damn Y/N you are so sexy," he takes the hem of your shorts and pulls them down, tossing them to the ground.

He opens up your legs and kisses the portion of your thigh closest to your panties while teasing you just like you had done to him earlier. You whine, "Kyliann stoppp," which prompts him to kiss you on top of your underwear, just above your slit. "Naughty girl, you have been waiting for me and you are already so wet for me." He smirks at you and then turns to gaze at your underwear. Not willing to take off the cloth just yet, he starts to flick his tongue up and down your slit through your panties. In an effort to get him to press harder into your pleading cunt, you buck your hips. He keeps going for a few minutes longer, letting his tongue creep painfully slowly up your slit before sucking on your clit. You were a moaning, begging mess, pleading with him to give you what you wanted. His resistance finally gives way, and he slides your underwear to the side and presses his mouth against your soaking slit. Your thighs shake against his head as you groan out, his mouth ravenously devours you.

 As he sucks on your clit, he brings up two fingers and rubs them up and down your slit to lube them up before inserting his fingers deep inside of you. You arch your back, moaning his name loudly. He groans against your clit, the vibration adding more pleasure. He kisses your clit once more before lifting himself up so he can kiss your neck. His fingers continue to work in and out of your, curling his fingers inside of you as he sucks your neck wanting to leave a hickey. 

“Kylian, please,” You whimper against his ear. He curls his fingers once more, using his thumb to rub your clit at the same time. “Tell me, what do you want?,” he questions in a seductive tone, using his left hand to balance himself as he looks down into your eyes. Your face flusters as heavy pants escape your lips, “ Kylian…. I want you.” 

Kylians eyes are filled with desire, love, and most of all; lust. He takes his fingers out of you, his eyes continuing to stare into yours as he raises his fingers and licks them clean. You pant softly as your eyes watch him, lost for words. You then wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss you. You kiss him hungrily as he moves shuffles to take off his boxers. Your lips stay against his as you feel his hard member slap against your lower stomach. You widen your legs more for him as you moan against his lips, feeling ecstatic that you are about to receive what you have been yearning for. You bite his bottom lip as you feel him rub his member up and down your slit, wanting to lube it up as much as possible. Without wasting any more minutes, he knew you were ready for him. He adjusts himself to your entrance as you two make out sloppingly, and slams himself into you. You gasp loudly from the feeling, arching your back against his body as he begins to thrust in and out of you. This is the first time you two are doing it without a condom, and being able to feel his skin rather than the rubber texture added more pleasure to it. You are able to feel just how hard he is, allowing the pleasure to increase from his fast pace that you crave.  Kylians cock fills you up with ease, due to his large nature, and you loved every single feeling of it. You could tell the feeling was mutual due to the way his jaw was clenching and the groans that would occasionally escape his lips. His right hand is against the bed to help him stay up as his left hand grips your thigh, allowing him to hold onto you as he continues his thrusting. You look down, seeing his abs tense up and his dick moving in and out of you. The sight alone almost made you cum. Kylian continues on with his thrust for a few more minutes, you and him both being a moaning mess, before he pulls out of you. He pants as he slaps your thigh, “Get on all fours,” he says demandingly wanting to put you into the doggy style position. You tremble as you get up from your back, turning around doing as told. Between him eating you out, fingering you, and now thrusting into you- you knew it wouldn't be long before you would cum. You arch your back with your face down, your cheek pressed against the bed sheets. Kylian does not move, admiring the view of your glistening wet pussy that is begging for his cock to be inside of you. He gets on his knees and grabs his member, pushing just the tip inside of you before grabbing your hips and pulling you back to him while he thrust inside of you.

The doggy style has always been your weakness when it comes to sex positions, it's just something about that position that makes it feel as if he is hitting deeper than ever. Only after him continuously thrusting inside of you for a minute, did your body begin to tremble,” Ky-Kylian Im c-close!” You moan loudly as he slaps your ass, continuing to pound your cunt. He groans, “I am too,” and you begin to feel his thrust begin to get a bit sloppy. He begins to thrust slower, but making sure to go deep each time causing you to cry out. “Let me continue to hear that pretty voice of yours… You want all of me inside you, don't you?,” He begins to quicken his pace, “You want to get pregnant, don't you princess?,” Kylian cues as he throws his head back, groaning loudly.  Kylian has always wanted children, and you and him have discussed this before. You two plan on having children in the future, but the thought of you being pregnant with his children always turned him on.. Knowing that the reason why a life force is growing inside of you is because of his cum filling you to the brim. You'd look so beautiful as his pregnant soon-to-be-wife, and the thought only made him want to ravish you more.

You continue to moan, “Y-Yes Kylian please! Please give me all of you!,” you grip the sheets tightly,” I want to feel your warm cum feel me up! I'm all yours, show me who owns me, impregnate me,” you continued to spill out words, not even clearly knowing what you are saying at this point from the euphoric feeling. Kylian moves his hips faster causing his thrust to become harder, causing you to scream his name loudly- not being able to give him a warning and beginning to have an intense orgasm. You are gasping as your thighs begin to shake violently, your pussy squeezing tightly against Kylians cock. He winces from the painful, yet pleasurable feeling before groaning loudly.

He grabs onto your hips tightly, doing two short quick thrust before cumming inside of you. He thrusts lightly as he feels the cum shoot out of him, “Take it all in, don't let any drip out,” he says with grit teeth. You moan from the feeling, your legs continuing to tremble. Feeling his cum inside of you as well as you already feeling a ‘high’ from your orgasm, you could almost cry from the pleasure. Once Kylian feels as if he is done, he pants heavily and pulls his cock out of you. He watches as his cum with a mixture of yours oozes out of you, feeling turned on once more from the view. He is now too tired, so of course he was not going to continue again. He collapses beside you, causing you to do the same. As you pant, you turn around so you can lay on your back. Kylian grabs your head, turning it to his direction so he can plant a small kiss on your lips, “I love you so much.” You kiss him back and smile, “I love you most handsome.” Kylian sits up, knowing he needs to take care of you and your sore legs,��I'll start the bath so we can bathe together. No more funny business though I promise.” He chuckles as you nod your head. He got up from the bed, slipping his boxers back on and made his way into the bathroom.

As you watched him walk away, all you could think about was how this was the first time you two did not use a condom and how amazing it felt to be skin to skin. You couldn't believe Kylian came so much inside of you, and even though he said no more funny business, you couldn't help but want to feel him cum deep inside of you again. You loved the warm feeling in your abdomen followed by the pleasure he gave you.

                            I mean……one more time won't hurt……

[fallenangelsfics]

ʚ teasing l 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇

warnings: 18+ ⁝ unprotected sex, use of pet names, fingering, blowjob, marking

the midnight cool air invaded the bedroom you were currently in, along with your boyfriend. the white modern-styled window displayed across the king-sized bed was ajar due to the extreme heat. chan, your boyfriend, was sound asleep beside you. you could hear his faint snores coming from his heart-shaped lips filling the quiet room. his angel features amazed you every single time you looked at him. his face always transmitted a pure and innocent look that contrasted with his lustful actions from previous nights.

not wanting to wake him up you changed your concentration to your phone, trying to get sleepy as well. you were scrolling through instagram when you saw a hot post of him. his perfect chocolate abs were visible on the screen. the mere sight of them was almost capable of making you drool on the spot. your mind wandered through a storm of sinful cravings, heating your body like a fire.

going against your initial thoughts you decided that you couldn't wait much longer. your patience was running out as pure desire burned inside of you. without making any noise, you straddle his lap grinding onto him slowly. he blinked his eyes slowly with a puzzled expression adorning his appearance. he stared at you with a confused look, wondering if something bad had happened.

"is anything wrong baby?"

usually, you were chan's obedient sub following all of his rules. you loved being his little princess and making him proud. however, today you were feeling more playful and testing the waters. and so, you pressed yourself once more against his crotch area while answering him calmly "oh, nothing daddy."

a low grunt escaped through his lips, sending vibrations right to your core. you could feel your aching core throbbing through your panties. even though he was surprised by your answer since this was his first time watching you that riled up, he didn't hesitate to state "baby, if you keep teasing me like that i won't be able to contain myself and i will have to punish you."

you approximated your mouth to his ear and whispered innocently "but daddy i didn't do anything wrong."

your reply sent chan to the edge and the next thing you knew was that the positions were now reversed. he was now on top of you pinning you against the bed. he ground his boner between your inner thighs, making you squirm underneath him.

"love, you're not the only one who knows how to tease."

chan started attacking your lips, moving to your collarbones while leaving a trail of hickeys along the way. he took off your shirt with one swift movement and attached his lips to your hardened nipples. his mouth sucked on your left breast while his hand massaged your right one. you were so needy for him, almost causing you to feel codependent. the only thing you wanted at that moment was to have him inside of you "daddy, please fuck me."

"easy baby. why are you in a rush? after all that teasing, you didn't think i would take it so easy right?" he asked using the spell against the wizard. he started to go lower while his hands traced your skin taking in every inch of your body. he took off your undergarments, leaving your clit exposed to his sight. you groaned and chan spanked your ass, leaving his handprint marked across your butt cheeks.

"answer my question with words."

"yes, daddy. i promise i will be a good girl." you whimpered feeling your legs going weak.

your breath hitched in your throat. he started rubbing circles around your clit, his fingers moving slowly until he inserted one inside of it. you arched your back and moaned loudly unable to contain your noises down.

he sped up his rhythm as he added more fingers. you could feel him curling them as if you were experiencing heaven on earth. he continued pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy, your walls clenching around them. you could sense your high getting closer, when he removed them, resulting in a frustrated groan coming out from your unholy lips.

"you didn't think i would let you cum so easily, did you? now get on your knees." he demanded while freeing his hard erection out of his boxers.

you did as he said and started by licking the tip of his cock making him grunt. you moved forward and engulfed his veiny dick in your mouth, making you gag. you started increasing the rhythm, feeling his shaft hitting the back of your throat. his grunts and profanities were like a melody to your ears, emphasizing the pool of wetness formed around your core. you felt his cock twitching inside your mouth, your gaze moving up to him.

"swallow it."

you obeyed what he ordered, and he kissed you again boldly tasting his own liquid. "since you were such a good girl, i will fulfill your desires. on fours now."

you placed your hands in the headboard and hold onto it tightly, while he aligned at your entrance. he started by rubbing his member painfully slowly, making you even hornier. as you were about to beg him again, he slammed into you with all force. you moaned loudly feeling your walls getting stretched to the max. he didn't let you adjust to his size thrusting with rough and deep pushes.

he continued pounding against you, causing your moans to get louder. you screamed his name like if it was the last thing, you could ever say. your walls started clenching again around him, leading to his high as well. you looked at him with pleading eyes and this time he didn't deny your orgasm.

he kept thrusting until you came all over his cock. he let his cum fell inside of you, some of it dripping from your bundle of nerves. he soon removed his shaft from your wet hole, pulling you into a hug and kissing you passionately.

"i love you, baby."

"i love you too, channie."

a/n : i've written this so long ago i barely remember it, still i hope you enjoy it ♡

[whereisten]

Let’s Make Tonight Your Birthday

Ten X female reader (s,f)

((Part 2 to this!))

Ten is crazy for you and fails to hide it. He wants to celebrate you (even when it’s not your birthday).

4.2K words

Warnings: this is like pure smut hehe, praise kink (receiving and giving), oral (female and male receiving), penetration, unprotected (be safe tho!), minimal choking, food play

(A/n) just a little something for @saint-jaemin that asked for a part 2 as well as a nod to Ten’s solo release “Birthday”!! i love it and i love him so much :’) Stream it for clear skin xoxo

“Let’s make this quick and clean, Ten.” You say while lightly pushing him back down on the couch.

He smirks. “Of course..we have dinner to get to, don’t we?”

You roll your eyes and get on your knees in front of him with your dress halfway down your body.

You slowly take his zipper down while his eyes follow you closely.

“If I do this for you, can we go after?” You plead.

Ten doesn’t let his strong gaze lift from your face. “Hmmm..” he hums as he leans forward.

“If you’re unaffected by this and your makeup is still intact…then yes.”

You chuckle. “Psh..of course I’ll be fine..you’re the one that’s hot and bothered by a few pieces of fabric.”

Leaning back into the couch, Ten relaxes, watching you wrap your hand around his hard length. He exhales loudly.

“Just feels good to have me touch you, huh?” You say confidently while stroking him slowly.

Ten lets out a laugh. “Mmyeah, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel so amazing, baby…especially when you use that smart mouth of yours.”

Your mouth tilts upward.

“Oh? I’ll see what I can do.”

And you do. You stick your tongue out and run it up and down Ten’s length while watching him groan. You wish you could do more, but if you wanted the night to progress smoothly, you’d have to keep it clean and quick.

Still, your tongue finds the slit and licks up the precum. 

His head falls back in response. “Fuck…”

“Does it feel good, Tennie?”

You move your hand faster and glide across every vein with your tongue.

“So good..but not as good as when you’re on top of me…” he grumbles.

Your breathing hitches as you remember the last time you rode Ten until you saw stars.

Memories of his hands gripping your waist as they explored your stomach and then your breasts flooded your mind.

You moan to send vibrations through his member, but you also genuinely became turned on yourself.

Your hand moves faster as you think of your legs on his shoulders as he buries himself into you, his finger tips massaging you as you slowly start to lose it. You think of his grunts and the way way he pins you down while fucking you senseless. His small, but his skillful hips drive into with an unimaginable force.

Ten chuckles, interrupting your thoughts. 

“Are you wet just thinking about me in-between your sexy legs?”

Your eyes lock and you suddenly start to feel less confident as Ten smirks.

Don’t let him get to you. You’re the one in control here. 

You tried to tell yourself, but you knew you were lying. Ten was slowly taking over and there was nothing you could do, your wavering legs reminded you of that.

You still stroke his dick and lick it like it’s a popsicle and it makes him weak seeing you like this, but he wants you to be ruined too.

“Hmm? Is it my fingers or my tongue? Or is it my dick? Which one are you thinking about?” 

“Ten..” you close your eyes and moan again. You nearly gave in right there and then by opening your mouth a little wider around his tip.

“Fuck.. I’m happy with anything, just as long as I’m inside you. You know that don’t you?” He caresses the side of your face.

He’s close and you can tell by the way his hand trembles slightly.

“Yes, Tennie, I know..” you smirk before licking your bottom lip.

The truth was you were remembering Ten making love to you when you visited him in the practice room one day. 

He was practicing alone late at night so you decided to surprise him with new sneakers. He made love to you in the room shortly after with your body against the mirror and his sweaty abs and chest on your back. 

Maybe it was the stress, maybe it was adrenaline, but either way, Ten fucked you roughly that day with his fingers digging into your hips and his teeth biting your skin.

The building was empty, but that didn’t matter. You had cried out his name so loudly the entire time, you prayed the entire block was unoccupied.

You remember having to limp home once he was done with you.

Oh no..

You’re wet.

You should’ve known that reminiscing about your moments with him would lead to this. 

You flatten your tongue on him and swirl the precum around carefully so it doesn’t drip onto your chin.

Ten glances down at your cleavage and then to your delicate hands stroking him with care. 

“You’re so perfect…just wanna feel you on me..”

“Mhmm..anything for you, baby” you hum once again and the tingly sensation is all he needs.

“Ahhh..fuck…” Ten curses as strings of cum spurt out onto your hand.

He pants and shuts his eyes tightly.

Once he’s done, you place a hand on his thigh as he watches you lick up his release from the inside of your palm. 

“Ahh good girl.” He smirks and zips his pants up.

You stand up and start to fix your dress, but he takes your hand while still seated on the couch.

You sigh and turn to him with a raised brow. “Baby?”

“Ride me..please.” He begs with wide eyes while intertwining your fingers with his and watching your lips lowly.

“W-what? You’re not even hard right now-“

He pats his thigh. “Come on, pretty baby, I wanna see how wet you are.”

You shake your head. “See how wet I am AFTER dinner. Let’s go.”

Ten pouts, but accepts defeat. After all, he did make a promise and your makeup still looked wonderful.

———

[After Dinner]

You barely make it back inside before Ten’s hands are all over your body. You make out deeply, finally ignoring your perfectly lined lips to make a mess of them instead.

You tug the bottom of his shirt slightly as he presses you into the back of the front door to his place.

“Finally…” he smooches your lips and smiles.

“The wait is over.”

You chuckle and press a hand onto his chest. “God you’re so dramatic, that wasn’t so difficult was it?”

“Baby, I just want to see you in that set again, it’s all I’ve been thinking about.”

Your face becomes warm as you look away. Ten was crazy about you and never hesitated to let you or anyone else know that.

He takes your hand as he leads you into the bedroom. 

He brings you to the edge of the bed and taps your shoulder slightly so that you sit down. You gasp quietly at the controlling action.

He places both hands on your knees and leans down to face you. You stare at his lips, your chest rising and falling quickly as you anticipate his next move. 

Ten knows how to get your full attention. Every delicate touch, every heavenly whisper, every heated glare makes your desire for him rise. Within seconds, you’ve forgotten all about your dinner and what you ate. This is how powerful Ten is. Or rather, how deeply in love you are with him.

His lips are stained with your lipstick, and the rouge shade brings out the special shape of them.

“Pretty girl, I just wanna make you feel good.”

He whispers before kissing your neck.

You groan quietly.

His voice lowers even more. “Do you want me to make you feel good?”

“Y-yes, baby.” You close your eyes and let your head fall back as his kisses continue downward and to your cleavage.

Ten chuckles before removing his lips from your goosebump-littered skin and holding your chin in between his thumb and index finger.

He clicks his tongue. “Such a pretty face, but without manners…”

He frowns before continuing. “If you’re gonna ask for something, ask nicely.”

Your eyes widen. “Yes. Please.”

He chuckles. “That’s my girl. I think we should make tonight your birthday..”

You nod.

Ten takes your hand and has you stand up in front of him. His dark eyes are locked onto your lips as he takes his phone out of his pocket. Fortunately, he had an amazing sound system installed a few weeks ago, so when he pressed play, a sultry slow RnB song echoes throughout the apartment.

He also uses his phone to dim the lights, emulating a very romantic mood.

You place your arms around his neck as he pulls you closer, placing his hands on your waist firmly.

You move slowly and in sync,  your bodies come together as one as your heart races and you struggle to keep eye contact with Ten.

He smiles slightly. “You’re so quiet now. Cat got your tongue?”

“And what should I say when you’ve got me tied around your finger like this?” You chuckle. “You’re good at what you do, Ten.”

Ten laughs before kissing you again.

When he pulls away, you lick your lips. “What do you mean by ‘making tonight my birthday’?”

Ten smirks and spins you around so his chest lays on your back like a blanket. He places one hand around your neck while the other rubs your thigh while moving in an upward motion. 

A moan escapes you as his hips grind against you. Your head falls back onto his shoulder.

Ten’s breathing staggers as he lowers his chin into the crook of your neck. His husky voice echoed over the music. “Everything about you is perfect..” he squeezes your butt cheek once he finishes his statement.

“Yeah..but why tonight?” Your eyes close.

“Don’t need a reason, baby. And to be honest, I can’t wait a few more months to celebrate you..”

“Oh..”

“And you know I love this set.” He continues to kiss your neck as his hand cups your breast.

His soft squeezes combined with the scent of his sultry cologne leave you mesmerized and almost dizzy.

A few minutes later, Ten zips your dress down to reveal your ass in skimpy lingerie. It falls to ground and you step out of it.

You’re about to turn to face him when is surprisingly quiet, but he pulls the waist band of your thong and releases it so that it snaps against your skin.

“Ow!” You yelp playfully, but he only chuckles and rubs his hand over the irritated area.

“I have something for you..” he says huskily, causing shivers to run through you.

“Yeah?” You look over your shoulder.

Ten quickly reaches into his pocket and takes out a small black velvet bag. 

“There’s one more thing your perfect body needs…”

He pulls out a Diamond-studded waist chain and tosses the bag onto the bed.

You gasp when you see the dazzling jewelry in his hands. “No way!! Ten..this is too much, oh my G-“

“Shhh..lovely, you’re gonna look so fucking sexy with it on.” He chuckles as he carefully places it around your waist and hooks it in the back. The diamonds and his fingers are cool against your heated skin.

You look down and sure enough, the majestic chain made you look and feel even sexier. “Thank you so much, Tennie. I love it.”

“Only for you, baby.”

He smiles before kissing your shoulder.

“Bend over for me.”

You bend over the edge of the bed with your ass up and wait for Ten’s next command.

“Tell me what you want, I’ll be the good boy for you tonight.”

You look over your shoulder at him in shock.

“W-what?”

He smiles and bites his bottom lip. “You still have to be polite.”

“Make love to me, please?”

He shakes his head. “Of course, but right now, what do you desire?”

“Oh…touch me…please.”

Ten nods and pushes the fabric to the side before cupping your heat. 

“Ahh..you’re wet just from our dance, baby.”

You whimper as his fingers press into you more and more, then finally, two enter you. 

You exhale. “Yes..thank you.”

He takes his time curving his fingers into you while watching your eyes close tightly below him.

You relax the side of your face into the plush bed and focus on his fingers slowly stretching you out.

He loves watching you fall apart under him and as much as he wants to feel what his fingers feel around his already hard member, he knows he has to wait.

“Ten…faster, please.”

“Hmm” he glanced down at your ass as you tip toe in an effort to bring it closer to him.

“I want to go slow tonight, love.”

You whimper. “Didn’t you say you’d be a good boy for me?”

He chuckles. “Ah yes, I did say that, but don’t you think you’re being a bit too greedy? I haven’t even seen your pretty face yet?”

“Ten…”

“And you’re taking me so well..I know you want it badly, right?”

His thumb flicks against your clit and you jump in response.

“L-let me face you then..”

You turn over on your back, using your elbows to push yourself further up on the bed.

Ten chuckles and places his fingers back in while adoring your gorgeous body below him. Something about you only being in this set with your heels and stockings on makes him silently lose it.

He takes your hand in his other hand and intertwines them above your head.

“Please kiss me.” You gaze into his daring low eyes after watching him eye you up and down.

He instantly leans down and takes your lips over like he’s been waiting all his life for you to ask. You moan into his mouth as your eyes close. He applies more pressure onto the fleshy spot, making you whimper and nearly bite his lip.

After only a few seconds, he lowers his face to your pussy and breathes heavily.

“I’ll kiss you here too, okay?”

He flicks his tongue against you while listening to you cry. His moves it in a circular motion as he presses his fingertips onto your sweet spot.

“You like it, right? Do you want more?”

He lifts his head to see your response.

“Y-yes.. More, please.” Your breathing begins to quicken as Ten continues to tease.

“Tell me I’m a good boy then..” he smirks, but never stops his heavenly fingers.

“You’re a good boy, Tennie..” you nod quickly.

Your grip on his other hand tightens as you bite your bottom lip.

He lowers his face again, pressing his lips onto your skin now and making sure apply immense pressure to your clit with his tongue.

“Ahh! So good.” You exhale.

 He never lets up on his attack, ensuring that his tongue covers all bases while his fingers move faster. Your breathing grows heavier and your moans combined with his get louder.

You bring your knees to your chest as you run your other hand through his disheveled hair and the new position drives you crazy.  

“Mmm Ten..” you cry out and shut your eyes tightly. With a few more brushes from his thumb and devilish tongue, you moan  while cumming. You grip his shoulder with your other hand, nails digging into the skin as if to hold on to your sanity.

“Ahh fuck..” Ten groans as he watches your back arch. You shut your legs tightly when your mind goes blank with just Ten’s name running through it.

“Good girl..wanna clean it up for me?”

Ten places his fingers into your mouth.

“Like this?” You lock eyes with him and he giggles at the sight of your eyes wet with your once perfect liner and mascara.  

He takes his bottom lip in between his teeth while watching you lick his fingers clean.

“Perfect..”

He then places both hands on either side of your head and kisses your lips deeply.

When he pulls away, you prop yourself up on your elbows.

“Can I take your clothes off for you?”

“Of course..” he chuckles.

After sitting on the edge of the bed again, you stare up at Ten as you unbutton his shirt and then unbuckle his belt. You face his rapidly rising chest and sculpted abs. Everything about him was beautiful and radiant, but he was more starstruck by you in this moment.

Your delicate fingers playing with the buttons, your swollen lips between your teeth as you try to breathe heavily. And your dazzling eyes that locked with his every so often.

 He rubs his thumb along the side of your face. “You’re so beautiful…”

He swallows hard while watching you struggle to unbuckle his belt.

“but you’re so anxious to fuck me, you can’t even take the belt off, can you?”

You scoff, but tighten your legs at Ten’s husky voice. He giggles unashamedly.

“Oh look at you being cocky..I kinda like it.” You finally take his belt off and bring his pants down slowly.

“Oh really?” He smirks.

“Be a good boy and rest against the headboard.” You say lowly as you stand up.

“I’ll be right back.”

You head to the kitchen while he gets into position.

A few minutes later you walk back in with a can.

“What’s that?” Ten looks up with furrowed brows.

“Oh this? Hmmm let’s just say I like my cake with whipped topping on it.”

You crawl onto the bed with a smile before kneeling over his lap and facing him.

“You’ll let me use it, won’t you?”

Ten chuckles. “Anything for you.”

He smacks a hand onto your ass before cupping it.

You yelp at the surprise attack before laughing together.

You then press the top of the can so that a white swirl escapes onto his nipple. 

“Let me clean that up for you.”

Using just the tip of your tongue first, you tease his hard nipples. He moans and throws his head back in response.

You flatten your tongue against it while flicking the tip up and down for a few seconds.

“Cant forget this one..” you say before placing a bigger swirl onto his other nipple.

Ten nearly loses it when you lick vigorously around the sensitive area. His grip on your ass tightens.

“Fuck..baby I don’t know how much more teasing I can take.” He closes his eyes tightly once your hand runs down his thigh.

“Hmmm..but I’m having so much fun.” You lick your lips and look up with an evil glare to which Ten smirks in response.

At that moment, he decides to take matters into his own hands.

He suddenly grabs your waist with both hands and brings you down onto the bed beside him.

He yanks your bra down to your midsection, causing your breasts to pop out above it.

“Don’t be selfish, pretty girl, I want a taste too.”

He takes the can from you and places a swirl onto your nipples before licking it off as you did for him. He sucks harder and moans while you cry out his name once more.

He swats your legs apart, pushes the thin fabric covering your opening and places two fingers inside you again while creating a love bite on your neck.

“Ahh! Tennie..I-I’m ready.”

“Well I’m not, I need more sugar.”

He places more whipped topping onto your skin and flicks his tongue against your hard nubs before sucking.

Your head falls back as you start to grow more and more wet with his actions. His thumb brushes against your clit with more pressure. You start to wiggle and your mewls grow louder as you fall apart.

Your hands find his broad shoulders as your press him down closer to you.

“Ten..oh my god.” You cry out as his lips latch onto your other nipple.

“Yes, baby, cum for me, please..I’ve been a good boy for you, haven’t I?”

Your eyes tighten, you’re so close and then he removes his fingers and lifts himself away from you.

“Ten!”

You leap forward and reach for his arm, but he pushes you back.

“Open..” his says sternly with dark eyes.

You instantly open your mouth and let him place his fingers into it, allowing yourself to taste the very buildup of essence he’s caused. Meanwhile, he swirls his tongue around your nipples.  

The way he commands your movements and caresses your breasts becomes too much. You cum anyway, clenching around nothing as you scratch his back and whine with his fingers in your mouth.

He kisses the center of your chest and smirks. “Good girl.”

You pant as his fingers leave your mouth.

“I…I thought you were supposed to be the good one tonight.”

“If I was naughty, you’d be a long way from your first orgasm of the night.” Ten says in an almost threatening manner.

You lick your lips. “Ugh you’re good, I can’t even be mad at you. Maybe we should use whipped topping more often.”

He laughs then fixes your bra back to how it was. “No..you’re the only sweet thing I need.”

You roll your eyes.

“Now..” he runs a hand through his hair and lays back against the headboard, patting his thigh while watching you through low eyes.

“I think it’s time for my reward…I’ve been asking for it all night.”

You smirk and lift yourself up over him.

“What now?”

He kisses your shoulder then looks into your eyes and whispers. “Ride me.”

You bring yourself to kneel even though your legs are still trembling from before.

“Would you like to do the honors?” You raise an eyebrow.

A corner of Ten’s mouth lifts slightly. “Of course.”

He grips your waist to bring your body closer to his.

He reaches down to your apex all while looking at you above him, never letting go of your eyes.

His soft fingertips brush against your entrance, and instead of pushing the fabric to the side, he attempts to unbutton where the front and back meet.

He struggles to do so with one hand and you both begin to laugh.

“You’re so anxious to fuck me, you can’t even unbutton it, can you?” You return his question from earlier.

He blushes before laughing sweetly. “God, I love you.”

You gasp when you feel the cold air against your soaking entrance as he finally unbuttons it.

He takes your ass in his hands while you place your hands onto his shoulder. You lock eyes, biting your lip as he brings you down onto his member slowly.

You both moan when he finally fills you completely, you feel complete and satisfied like you have for so many nights. It always felt right with him.

You move up and down slowly, gently swaying your hips to increase the friction in the area you needed it most.

Ten’s eyes wander from your face to your breasts gently spilling out with each thrust, then to your waist now decorated with a chain only half as dazzling as you around it. And then to your thighs where your garter belt and stockings attach.

He silently celebrates your beauty as you close your eyes and feel yourself nearing your climax.

“Is it good, Tennie? Am I rewarding you well?”

Ten runs his hands up your thighs causing you to clench suddenly. He gasps and thrusts harder than he wants to.

You fall forward, latching your lips onto his.

He quickly kisses you back then pulls away so he can watch you again.

“Yes..fuck..so good, you’re doing so well, baby.” 

A mixture of moans and cries fill the room, Ten knows you’re just a few more moments from cumming again.

The sight of the gorgeous man below you makes you so incredibly hot, it’s ridiculous.

He smells of cedar wood and citrus, you can’t get enough. His fingertips and hands feel like silk against your skin.

You love taking him this way, but the dainty chain gracing his neck reminds you of nights before when he pushed your body into the bed while gripping the headboard. His necklace would dangle in front you as you went crazy from his smooth, but pleasurable movements. 

You moan quietly while running your hands down his pale chest.

“Faster, baby, you’re so pretty like this..” he praises you and it nearly tips you to the edge, but you want to climax with him, you have to.

He resists the urge to take over by flipping you onto your back and pushing himself so deep into your velvet until you both see stars.

You place your hands behind you on his legs as you move faster. Ten loves this angle because he can watch your body more clearly and see your muscles flex with each movement. He can also meet you halfway by thrusting into you.

“T-Ten..baby..cum with me please, I’m so close.” High pitched noises escape you and your head falls back.

“I know, I know, good girl..” 

he pushes his hair out of his eyes and watches your bodies meet, your entrance leaving his member glistening with slick as it rises and falls onto him faster and faster.

“Fuck..” he grunts and thrusts in you.

Your movements growl sloppy so he controls your body by grasping your throat with one hand and your waist with the other. He slams you down onto him repeatedly as you clench and release onto him.

“That’s it, my pretty girl.”

Hearing you cry out his name one last time is all he needs. He chokes you as he releases deep inside you and curses. 

You breathe heavily, relaxing once he finishes.

A breath leaves you both as you fall into the bed together.

“Wow..what an amazing non-birthday night.”

You chuckle then kiss Ten.

“Hey, it’s someone’s birthday somewhere.” He smiles and hugs you tightly.

You go to the bathroom together, allowing Ten to remove your lingerie set before taking a shower. He whispers sweet word and “i love you’s” while lathering you down in body wash.

You then dry up and cuddle yourselves to sleep.

[samcrosfaith]

SKIN AND BONES 𝟏𝟓| 𝕺𝖑𝖉 𝕷𝖆𝖉𝖞

warning; a little bit of mature content at the beginning, not much though.

Happy's deep, raspy laugh tickled her skin as Tessa glanced at the alarm clock next to her and let out a whine, definitely not ready to start the day and leave the warm bed just yet, while Happy's arms were wrapped tightly around her small figure, cradling her against his chest.

A soft giggle slipped past her lips as his morning erection pressed against her ass. The deep growl that filled her ears as he provocatively pressed his hard cock against her flesh made her bite her lower lip, sending a shiver up her spine.

"You know..we still have the house to ourselves", she trailed, a smirk dancing around her lips. "So we could just repeat the things we did yesterday", she purred in a whisper against his lips after turning her head so she could look at him fairly well, an even wider grin resting on her natural face as she started  grinding her ass against his pelvis.

"I want that cock buried inside me again with you fuckin' me good and hard." Happy's ragged breathing hit her neck as those words came out of that dirty mouth of hers, his calloused hand making its way from her stomach up to her breasts.

With a grunt, he cupped one of them in his palm, massaging and kneading it. Since both were still naked, they had relatively easy access to everything their bodies had to offer.

As a soft moan left her throat, her nipple being rolled between Happy's thumb and forefinger, she tipped her head back against his chest and pushed her ass back against his cock, causing it to slip between her cheeks, the tip teasing her hole.

"You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you from behind and watch that perfect ass while your needy moans bounce of the walls, little girl", he croaked against her ear as a needy whimper fell from her lips, just the way he liked it. "Roll over and lift your ass up for me, baby."

Obedient as she was to him, Tessa didn't hesitate for long, grinding her ass against his pelvis once again, giving him an innocent smile as she rolled onto her stomach, arching her back a little and lifting her ass to give him a better view.

"You like what you see?" Her soft, expectant gaze rested on him as he knelt behind her, his hands roughly grabbing her hips. With her head turned slightly towards him so she could admire his body, she totally swooned at the sight. God, she could look at that perfect man all day. The tattoos, the muscles, the way his hands slid over her backside.

Fuck, she could already feel the slick of her own juices between her legs. Her pussy clenched at the thought of his length, his cock buried deep inside her, making her whimper and almost drool.

"You... naked in my bedᅳ I could stare at that all day", he said, his husky voice sounding clearly aroused. Agonizingly slowly, he let two fingers slide through the glistening slit, spreading her flush lips before teasingly brushing his fingertips against her entrance. "Fuck, so wet again for me, little girl."

"Mhmm..", was all that fell over Tessa's lips while she pushed her ass back, begging for more with that gesture.

A deep, almost dark chuckle vibrated in Happy's chest as the spongy texture of her throbbing pussy closed around his fingers, already pulsing when he pumped into her just twice and covered his fingers with her juices.

His cock twitched against her ass, ready to get swallowed by her warmth. As he wanted to say something, to tease her with more words, the ringing of his cell cut through the tension in the room, earning an annoyed groan from both parties.

Happy waited a moment. If it was important, the person would call againᅳ and that's exactly what happened.

"Shit, sorry", he grumbled, pulling his fingers out of her, her juices leaving a shimmering gleam on them. "Stay here, don't move", he ordered while pointing a finger at her, flashing her a grin as he left the room to answer the call.

"This can't be true", the Laney woman cried out, pouting as she let her face fall into the pillow beneath her. At least it smelled like Happy. For a moment, the idea of taking care of her own crossed her mind, her hand already sliding under her stomach, on its way to her center.

Just a moment before she was about to push hand between her slightly spread legs, Happy came back into the room, throwing his phone on the bed before fishing fresh clothes out of the drawers of his dresser, looking like he was in quite a hurry.

"I have to head out, Jax needs something", he let her know, running a hand over his bald head. "I don't want you to leave the house. Gemma's gonna bring Sawyer and Baxter over in a few", he explained simply, his gaze landing on the confused raven-haired woman before he slipped into his boxers, then his jeans and then his shirt.

With all the quick, hectic movements as he attached his gun and knife to his belt, Tessa's eyes could hardly follow him. With an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, she wrapped the thin blanket around her body after she stood up and slowly walked towards him.

"What's going on, Happy?", she asked, her tone filled with concern and determination.

Sighing, he reached for her face, their brown eyes locked. "Just do what I tell you, okay? You have to trust me on this, Tess."

"I trust you, but I want to know what's going on." Shaking her head, Tessa wrapped her delicate fingers around Happy's wrists, the blanket tucked under her armpits to keep her body covered. "I'm not like Gemma or Tara, Hap. I want to know what I'm getting myself into."

Happy closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before pressing a kiss to her forehead. He knew she wasn't like Gemma or Tara, but she still had to know when it was time to stop asking  questions and just do what she's told. But she would learn, soak up that information like a sponge the longer she would be by his side, he just knew.

"I'll tell you everything I can later, when I have time. And then we need to talk about some things, little girl", he rasped sternly, shooting her a look when Tessa started to protest. "Not now, Tess", he warned gently.

Thinking about it again, Tessa sighed, but eventually nodded. She really needed to develop a sensitivity to all of this and learn from Gemma and Tara. "Fine. Promise me to be careful, okay?"

"Always", he promised before claiming her lips again, her cheek melting against his palm as his tongue brushed against hers.

Rubbing his thumb against her cheek, he just looked at her for a moment without saying anything, his concern for her quite high after the news he had received from Jax just minutes ago.

After stealing another kiss from his lips, standing on her tiptoes so she could even reach them, Tessa finally let him go and watched him leave. Dropping the thin blanket, she dragged herself into the bathroom with a deep sigh to take a quick shower and get ready for the day.

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"The fuck you mean he's gone?!" While Happy barked those words at the prospect, a guy in his early twenties with dirty blonde hair and a 'deer in headlights' expression on his pale face, the man flinched violently and ducked his head as Happy's hands clenched around the collar of his Kutte. "You had one god damn job, Prospect!"

"Hey man, give him a break", Jax chimed in, grabbing Happy's shoulder to pull the seething man with the murderous glint in his eyes away from their gulping Prospect, sending the younger one a glare himself. "You've done enough today, get out", he told him, nodding towards the large doors that led into Chapel.

"Iᅳ I'm really sorry, man. I wasᅳ", the man stuttered nervously, a big lump sitting in the back of his throat as he got cut off.

"Get. the. fuck. out.", the SAA snarled dangerously, his tone laced with so much anger even the guys lowered their heads, rubbing the tips of their noses.

"Aᅳalright." Gulping, the Prospect turned in his heel, his with fear-filled eyes glued to the floor beneath his feet on his way out.

"And close t' door behind ya'", Chibs hollered, shaking his head with a sigh as he slumped back in his chair. "Wha' are we gonna do now, boys?"

Once the doors were shut, Jax ran a hand over his exhausted face and walked back to his own seat at the head of the table, gesturing a pacing Happy to sit back down, too. "I don't know, but we have to find himᅳ he's a danger, especially for Tessa and Sawyer."

Sitting back down, his arms resting on the table, a scowl took over the Killer's face. "Fucker's gonna dieᅳ better soon. And when we find him, I wanna be the one don't it."

"Don't worry, man, he'll be all yours", Tig said with an eager nod, causing his black curls to bounce wit each nod, slapped his back. "And we'll be there for watch it."

"We will", Jax agreed with the slightly older SAA, rubbing his finger over his chin as he leaned back. "He hurt Taraᅳ I want my fair share."

"That shouldn't be a problem", Happy rasped, shrugging his shoulders. The more the fucker would suffer, the better.

"And until we find him, the girls won't be walkin' around alone", Chibs said, his upper body slightly bent over the table so he got a good look at everyone. "We all have t' keep our eyes open."

"We will." Juice turned around his laptop so everyone can get a look at the screen and read the information about Cal he's been looking for. "I gave it another try and was digging deeper this timeᅳ Caledon just signed a rental contract a few days ago."

Happy's hand slamming down on the table for everyone's attention, their eyes on his as he let out a low growl. "We're gonna check that out. I just hope he's stupid enough and hides there."

"I doubt it, man", Jax shook his head, sighing before he spread his arms. "But we're definitely goin' to check it out. Juice, Chibs", he addressed the Scot and their Intelligence Officer. "You two check the place out, if he's there, give me a call."

"And me", Happy told them, his serious gaze landing on both of them. "And don't kill him."

"Nah, we won't", Juice promised while closing his laptop, the address already in his head.

"Good, we're done here for now", Jax announced, slamming the gavel down on the table.

On their way out, the guys slapped Happy's back, showing him with this little gesture that they were there for him. By now they already had a feeling that there was something between Tessa and him, they were all just waiting for the two to announce anything. So, the guys could imagine how it must look like in Happy's mind at the moment.

Appreciating their support, Happy gave them a sincere look, trying to calm down a little. There was something else he needed to handle, something that was important to him. That's why he got in Jax' way before the blonde could leave Chapel.

"You need somethin' else?" Jax gaze met Happy's, his brow lifted.

"Do you have some of Abel's stuff you don't need anymore?", Happy asked, leaning a shoulder against the doorframe. "We decided that Tessa's gonna stay with me. With CPS up her ass I wanna make sure Sawyer has his own roomᅳ with everything a kid needs. But I spent most of my money on my ma's last hospital bill and new meds."

He hated to admit that he was short of money and Jax could see that. Slamming his hand against Happy's arm, the blonde smiled. "I got a garage full of games and other stuff you can look through if you want. And you could ask Lyla if she's still got some stuff from Piper leftᅳ I mean, Tessa and her are pretty close, I'm sure she'd love to help out."

Happy nodded, a sincere expression on his hard features. "Thanks man, appreciate it. I'll give you some money for the stuff anyway."

Jax waved it off, clearly not wanting any money from Happy. "Nah, keep your money, bro. And if you don't need the stuff anymore, just give it back."

"You sure?" Frowning, Happy ran a hand over his bald head, rubbing his neck afterwards. "I owe you one."

"You could tell me how serious things are between you and Tessa", Jax shrugged, a smirk forming on his lips as they made their way out of Chapel and towards the bar. "She your Old Lady?"

With the slightest smirk, his anger forgotten for a moment, Happy shrugged his shoulders. "Not officially, but I'm gonna make her my Old Lady tonight."

Sincerely happy for his brother, Jax shook his head with a smirk. "About timeᅳ she got you good."

"Yeah, she really is something special", Happy croaked, shaking his head at his own statement with a chuckle. He was actually getting an Old Lady, jumping into a relationship after years of being the lone wolf, thinking that a relationship would only complicate things.

And now he couldn't wait to put his crow on Tessa, claiming her as his and show everyone what a great woman he had found.

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As soon as she heard the door, already impatiently waiting for Happy to return, Tessa sat up from her shrunken position on the couch and looked up at Happy as he slowly approached her, his expression telling her that he didn't have good news.

"Can you tell me what's going on now?", she asked cautiously, his words from earlier still in the back of her mind. "Sawyer is sleeping, we can talk."

When Gemma was here earlier and noticed Tessa's worry, restlessness and uncertainty, it was the Matriarch who wanted to find out what was going on with Tessa. Hearing that she wasn't a fan of not knowing what was going on made the older woman smile. Gemma could still remember the first few months, maybe even years, as an Old Lady and how hard it had been for her not to bombard John with a thousand questions every time he had to leave spontaneously, leaving her and Jax alone.

'You have to learn to deal with it, baby, he'll tell you everything when he thinks it's the right time and thing to do', that had been Gemma's advice, which made Tessa no less frustrated, but she had accepted it with a sigh. There was nothing else she could do but to accept it.

But when Happy sat down next to her with a nod and a quiet grunt, she seemed a little more contentᅳ or relieved? It didn't matter as long as she would finally find out what was going on.

"What's wrong, Hap?" Her brow furrowed, a worried look in her eyes, she ran her fingertips over his cheek, his stubble scratching against her skin. "Long day, huh?"

"I'm sorry, Tess." Through his tired eyes he looked into hers, clearly seeing the confusion in them as he leaned back and patted his lap. "Come here."

Tessa didn't hesitate and climbed onto his lap, one leg to his left, the other to his right as her arms found their way around his neck. "What are you sorry for? What's going on?"

"Cal got away", he finally said, rubbing his palms along her thighs, a genuinely apologetic look in his darkening eyes. "Prospect untied him so the fucker could go to the bathroom, of course Cal didn't really have to take a piss and knocked the Prospect out at the first opportunity."

"Shit..this can't be for real. Why can't this shit just come to an end?" Tessa's eyes grew, then fear flashed in them before a film of tears coated her lenses, her lips quivering as Happy pulled her against his chest.

"We'll find him, baby, I promise", Happy croaked, soothingly running his fingers through her long black hair. Hearing her cry, even as Tessa tried everything not to let him notice, sucked big time. Her small figure trembled on his lap, trying to suppress a sob, her face half buried in his chest while her arms were now wrapped around his waist, her legs pressed tightly against his body. The woman was practically clinging to him.

And this made the killer even angrier. Witnessing how scared his woman was, even if she might deny it, fed his anger and murderous intent towards Cal immensely.

Baxter, who had just been lying in his basket, trotted over to the couch and lay down right next to Happy and Tessa, sniffing the crying woman while Happy's hand stroked his short, gray fur.

A soft, tear-choked laugh fell from Tessa's lips as Baxter's snout tickled her thigh, which was exposed since she only wore short PJ pants.

"Hi baby", she mumbled, her head now turned to the other side so she could look at the pit bull, a faint smile on her lips. Animals really did have the ability to make someone feel better.

And Happy did too. He was her rock, literally. Without him, her life would still be miserable, depressing and painful. Thanks to him, she had everything she needed. Sawyer, a home, even a dogᅳ and maybe even a man by her side.

After a thoughtful moment, Happy's fingers still running through her hair, her small frame shuffled on his lap. Pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear, sniffling softly again, she searched for Happy's eyes. Those beautiful, deep brown eyes.

"What are we, Happy?", she asked, sounding almost shy as her fingers fumbled with the fabric of his shirt. "I know I want you, all of you, the whole package. But I need to know if you feel the same way or if you just want to have fun. Because that's something I can't do. I need to think about Sawyer, about meᅳ I want something real, raw, something that will last a lifetime in the best case scenario. He deserves a real family and to be honest..so do I", taking a deep breath, Tessa was about to add something, but didn't get the chance when Happy's hand slid to the back of her neck, pulled her head closer, and then his lips claimed hers.

It was a slow kiss, not one that could compare to the hard, rough kisses from last night. This one was full of passion, commitment, and affection, their tongues lazily dancing together.

Gripping his shirt, Tessa arched her back a little, bringing her body closer to his. Butterflies flew around in her stomach as his other hand now rested against her cheek, cradling her face closer than was possible as she savored his taste, taking in everything.

Only when they both ran out of air did they pull away, their breaths heavy as their lips still clung together.

"You think I would do all this for you if I just wanted to have fun?", he asked in a rasp, his quick breath hitting against her plump lips as his eyes searched for hers and his thumb slid over her lower lip. "I'm not good with words, but I want youᅳ the whole package", he winked with a slight grin as the corners of her mouth lifted.

"So..does that mean we are..", she trailed with a clear of her throat, sheepishly biting into her bottom lip.

"A couple?", he asked in a teasing tone, finding it kinda cute how embarrassed his girlfriend suddenly seemed. "Do you even wanna be my Old Lady?"

His girlfriend. He liked that.

"Oh, I definitely do", she whispered, her smile stretching from ear to ear. Her heart was pounding against her chest, joy and excitement bubbling inside her. But Ima's words were still thrumming in the back of her mind. "But Hap; no cheating, okay? I heard about that rule, Gemma told me about it today, I can't do that 'What happens on a run stays on a run' shit. I can forgive a lot of things, but not cheating."

"I wouldn't have accepted any other answer", he grinned, gently squeezing her face in his hands.

Listening to her words, Happy raised an eyebrow, proud smile on his lips. "Confiscating what's yours, huh? I like it."

"I mean it, Hap", she said with a low growl, playfully hitting his chest with the palm of her hand. "I don't want Ima to be right, or to find out that you had some fun with someone else. I want you for myselfᅳ even if that might sound possessive."

"What the hell did Ima tell you?" Happy let out a scoff. Shaking his head, he straightened up, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Just because we have this rule doesn't mean everyone uses it. Some Old Ladies let it slide out of fear of losing their Old Man, others are stubborn and stand their ground, like youᅳ and I like that, little girl", he told her, his tone softer than usual, sincerity lingering in it. "I won't cheat on you, okay?"

"Nothing special, just that I'll probably find you between some whore's legs at some point anyway, eating her out like you're a starving man. And that she'd have an easy time getting  you to fuck herᅳ which wouldn't be the first time", she muttered with a bitter aftertaste, hating the very idea of this scenario.

Sighing, Tessa shook the image off, moving her palms in circles over his chest. "And what if you have to leave for a few days, maybe even a week? What if you can't wait until you're back home?"

Mumbling something incomprehensible under his breath, Happy wiped his face, clearly annoyed by Ima's attempt to ruin his relationship with Tessa. "You don't believe her, right? And hey, I can keep it in my pants for a few days, especially when I have a woman at home who no one can replace anywayᅳ none of the Croweaters or Sweet Butts can keep up with you, baby."

Letting his words sink in, Tessa remained silent for a moment, unable to hide how moved she was by his words. "You better keep it in your pantsᅳ otherwise you'll lose all of this", she replied, pointing her finger at herself, eliciting a gruff laugh from Happy.

"I'm not stupid and gonna risk that for a meaningless fuck, believe me", he croaked with a grin, capturing her lips once again for a much more demanding kiss in which they both lost themselves again for a moment.

Gently pushing her face away, he pinched her chin between his index finger and thumb. "I'll design the tattoo you're getting in the next few days. Think about where you want it and if you want to add anything special, okay?"

"So are you really going to give me your crow?", she asked again, just to make sure she wasn't dreaming, still perplexed and completely off track.

The Laney woman still couldn't believe that she actually had a boyfriend, and one who knew how to treat a woman right and who accepted her son. "I trust you, Hapᅳ just surprise me, okay?"

"I told you", he murmured, shrugging his shoulders before nodding curtly. "Okay, I'll think of something."

"I'm sure it will turn out better than I can even imagine", she whispered, a hint of pride in her tone, knowing that she was now officially Happy Lowman's Old Lady. "We have to tell your mom."

"You can do that this weekend when you visit her", he winked. Rubbing one hand along her thigh, he put his other arm around Baxter, making sure to give their dog just as much attention, who had made himself comfortable next to them.

Tessa looked at him again, confused, whereupon he explained. "I have to do some things around the house and Ma wants to see us again. You and Sawyer are leaving on Friday morning, I'll be there on Saturday. Is that okay with you?"

"That's a surprise", Tessa admitted, but she missed Maria too and Sawyer would definitely be happy to see her again. "I just have to talk about that with my bossᅳ although I still have to talk to Gregor anyway", she said with a sigh, but then smiled away her worry about getting fired. "But I can't wait to see Maria again. What do you have to do around the house?"

"He's not going to fire you, although I'm still not a fan of your jobᅳ even less so now", the SAA grumbled, squeezing her thigh gently. "You're mine, don't want other guys drooling over pictures of you. And about the houseᅳ you'll see that when we get back."

"Mh..I'm curious to see what you're up to", she winked gently. Her features softened as she looked at him, fully understanding his doubts, and brought a hand to his cheek. "I only want you, handsome. Fuck the guys who drool when they see a half-naked woman and jerk off to it. I'm not going to do this job for the rest of my life, just until I find another one that pays as well."

"It's not that easy, and you know it", Happy grunted, his features hard as stone with a hint of vulnerability carved into them. "You know it's my job to take care of you and Sawyer, right?"

"I know", Tessa hummed, running a hand through her hair. By now she was familiar with the egos of the men in the club, how no one really wanted their women to go to work. Yet most accept it. "But I don't want to be dependent on a man, I have been my whole life. I hope you understand that."

Not necessarily reassured but still understanding, Happy nodded. "I do, and I'm not a caveman who forbids his girlfriend from going to work. But I have one condition: you find another jobᅳ or at least stop taking nude photos."

"You're cute, you know that?" Tessa's lips curled into a smile before stealing a soft kiss from Happy's. "I'll talk to Gregor and tell him I'm not taking nude photos anymore. And I'll look for other jobs, I promise."

Definitely more satisfied with that answer, Happy finally agreed with a grunt. "I can live with that."

"Thanks baby." One question was still burning on the tip of Tessa's tongue, though. Rubbing the tip of her nose, she decided to just ask. "Have you really ever slept with Ima?"

"Do you really want to know?" Happy asked with a sigh in return, fearing that she wouldn't be happy with the answer. When Tessa nodded slightly, he just shrugged slightly. "A few times, like all of us. And not once did it mean anything, okay?"

"That's gross", the raven-haired girl muttered with a wrinkled nose, no longer sure if she really wanted the answer. But she had asked and now she had to live with it. "She really has slept with everyone?"

"Yeah, she has, but since a while she's staying away from the clubhouse. So whatever she says, she says it to fuck with you. Don't let her do that, you hear me?", he told her sternly, running his fingers through her hair again. Something he could do all day. "Now let's stop talking about that bitch. I wanna catch up on what we couldn't finish this morning", he croaked, grinning against her lips.

"I'm more than okay with that." A soft giggle fell from her lips as Happy stood up with her and threw her over his shoulder before he carried her into their bedroom, turning off all the lights on the way there.

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Sendo Takeshi x fem! reader - massage

You peeled off your clothes and watched Sendo's naked form sink into the bathtub. You made your way to the bathtub getting behind him. Being a built man, he takes up most of the space so your chest was pressed against his back.

Gently moving back your hands started working their magic on his shoulders and back. You started to massage every sore spot on Sendo's back as he closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. His hands gently rested on your thighs.

As the tension from his muscles were waning, his head tilted back and he groaned. A few minutes of hearing his groans made your mind wander..

Your hands moved from his back to wrap around his torso, moving downwards feeling his pecs and abs. Sendo inhaled sharply one of your hands descended further, and gripped his large hard cock.

"Darlin' you don't have t'.." his gaze carefully followed your hand pumping his cock at a leisurely pace. "Fuck babe," he moaned pushing his hips upwards. The grip on your thighs tightening as you increased the pace.

His breath quickened, "Fuck 'm close babe." As you teased the head, Sendo shut his eyes tights and let out a guttural groan. Cum shot out of his cock and into your hand and the bathtub.

Slowly his breath steadied, "That felt good." Grinning you embraced his midsection and put your head on his shoulder, "I'm glad. You looked real tired today. The least I could do for my hardworking man."

Sendo sighed happily putting one hand on yours. The other hand was lifted up to his mouth giving it a kiss. "Yea? Imma make y'feel real good too. So don't bother wearin' yer clothes."

You shivered in anticipation.

.

After the bath you both dried up with towels and went into the bedroom.

"Lie down," Sendo commanded you before crawling on top of your soft body all splayed out perfectly for him. He took a moment to take in the sight before kissing you and grabbing your ass. You both engaged in passionate kisses as your hands rested on his chest.

Kissing down your neck, he makes work of your breasts. Sendo massages and plays with your nipples, the way you do with yourself. He tweaks your nipples earning your sweet moans and squirms.

"Tha' feel good baby? My sweet girl likes her nipples played with hm?" he asked despite very well knowing the effect he was having on you. Arching your back to make him continue, "Y-yes Sendo. Please I need more."

Sendo kisses down your body as you shudder at the feeling. His arms hook underneath your legs as he hoists them up with his body. Your legs now parted, are over his shoulders.

"Gotta taste ya," he whispers while gripping your hips and pulling your wet pussy closer. He parts your lips and kisses your clit. Your legs quivered around his head with every stroke of his tongue caress your sensitive clit.

Letting out every moan, you began rocking your hips, "Yes right there!" Sendo groaned in response, the vibrations of his voice shooting up your spine, making you shiver.

Your thighs clench around his head as a familiar pressure built up. "I'm- I'm!" Before you could finish, you were cumming, legs shaking and quivering around his head.

Sendo made work of your clit gently prolonging your orgasm. As he felt your body relax he gently placed your legs back down.

Looking at your red face he commented, "We gotta do this massage shi' more often."

your masseuse,

admin sar

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Pride Aside (part 4) - Gojo Satoru Fanfic

part 4 (Final)

(where to find me)

You breathe a sigh of relief the second you step into the quietness of the guest room. It wasn't as if being at the party was exhausting. It had more to do with the lethargy that came when you were drunk, and also with a particular white-haired man.

He's such a dick sometimes, but I really have missed him. 

Even in your tipsy state, you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at Gojo for long—even if he was being a little insensitive. You want and need to be around the infectious light of energy was much stronger than your annoyance with him. 

If anyone has a spot with me, it's definitely Gojo. 

You thought with a huff as you sank into the plush bed. The alcohol was starting to make you sleepy, so standing didn't seem so wise. 

But that was nothing a few hours of sleep couldn't treat. 

Well, sleep and maybe some warm tea and a head rub would be nice—a combo you'd  admittedly grown to like thanks to Gojo.

A sliver of a smile creeps across your full lips, reminiscing about the times he looked after you when you were drunk. Or just times when he wasn't a cocky asshole in general. He had a way to be delicate and attentive to you.

I wish he would be more unafraid to show that side of himself.

You press your cheek against the plush pillow. You felt yourself drift off to a dreamlike sensation just as your heavy lids began to close. You're not sure how much time has passed, but you don't seem to care. 

That is, until the cloud you were floating on dipped slightly behind you, gently swaying you. 

At first, you're startled by the unusual jolting of your cloud. But then you find yourself enveloped in a fresh, masculine, and familiarly comforting scent and relax against it. 

Where is this coming from?

The question emerges from the fog of your mind. Instead of trying to figure it out, you become distracted by the feeling of someone's slender fingers tangle themselves into the thickness of your hair, rubbing your scalp delicately. Just as you like it.

Wait...fingers??

"Feel good, Honey?"

Your eyes open as you hear the voice, adjusting to the dim lighting.

That...voice. is that...

"Gojo?"

His gentle stroking of your scalp continues indefinitely.

"You know it's me. Who else knows you like being touched like this but me?"

Ah. that tone of self-confidence—you couldn't mistake him even if you wanted to. 

But what was he doing here?

Even in the haziness of your drunkenness, you could tell something was different about all this. Yeah, this definitely wasn't like the other times he comforted and held you when you guys used to hang out more.

The air between you guys was different and more electrifyingly tense. His touch tended to always make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. But this time, that warmth felt much stronger, especially between your legs.

Oh god, absolutely not. I shouldn't be around him, not like this. 

You move to get up, but Gojo's hands flee from your hair, and he wraps his arm around your torso. You wince just as you’re effectively drawn back to the firmness of his body not because of his sudden show of strength. No, your slight discomfort comes from you having to clench your thighs together to dull the sudden scorching ache that formed at enduring his

"Really? You tryin' to leave me already?" You feel his chest vibrate with laughter against your back.

"We can't have that happening now, can we? that would ruin this whole thing."

Your heart rate spikes. "W-what thing? What are you doing?"

Your question, be damned, you know exactly what he's doing as he slides his fingers through the top of your sundress, but at the same time, you can't believe it. 

Surely you must be imagining him delicately stroking the pad of his thumb  at the top of your breasts while his fingers massage your nipples till, they tighten underneath his touch. 

The sensations between your legs grow devastatingly fiercer.

"That's right. Relax for me, Honey."  his voice tickles your ear. "Just focus on how great it feels to have me touch you finally. that's right..."

T-this isn't good...

When he dips his full hand into the top of your dress, you open your mouth to speak, but you fail to form words and instead let out the softest sigh.

He gently but firmly rubs your nipple all while whispering about how good it feels for him to hold you and how good it feels for him to have you surrender to his touch, and you believe him on that.

Even as your senses begin to overload, you can feel Gojo's hardness against your backside. As he draws air against you, he gently pushes against you in an almost needy yet rhythmic fashion. 

"You know, I could cum just like this with you, honey." He places a kiss on the shell of your ear. "Just by rubbing up against this beautiful ass of yours while I touch your tits. You think I should?"

"N-no..."you say breathlessly, finally finding your voice. "Gojo, please don't do that."

"Why not?" he says, chuckling. "Do you have any idea how many dreams I've had about you over the years, honey?" One of them is me, dry fucking you like this while I feel you up. Granted, you were bound in one of your fantasies."

He fantasizes about me. God, this is too much.

You know you can't push him away, but you find yourself gripping Gojo's wrist in an attempt to stop his fondling. But Gojo is unfazed.

If anything, it makes him bolder. His hand springs from the top of your dress and snatches from your grip, and in a quick, dizzying motion, he pulls back slightly from behind you, only to pull you over so you're no longer laying at your side. Instead, now you lay on your back, pinned beneath him. Even in the dimness of the room you were in, his vivid blue eyes seemed to glow as they diligently searched your face.

"Cut the shit, honey. You've had to know I've always had a hard on for you. Remember how I used to always come over looking for Drew? I knew when he was at your place and when he wasn't. I wanted to see you.  especially during those times when Drew would let it slip that you might have been going on a date with someone. The only reason that Greg got lucky with you because I had to be away during our hockey games; I swear, I never considered dropping out of the league ever until that moment."

These admissions, combined with his touch moments before, were too much for you to process at once. At the same time, you can't help but be curious to learn more.

"I...you what? What in the world are you talking about? Why in the world would drop out of the league when you’ve worked so hard to get in it in the first place?”

"For you," he says resolutely, as if he'd given it careful thought and deduced that that one word was justification enough. 

And perhaps he did think about it; his unwavering gaze as he utters each word pushes you closer and closer to believing so.

"When we were kids, you were the one who beckoned me in, and you've always made sure to include me in every sense without a thought. Even when I was a little shit." He chuckles, inching his face toward yours. "You didn't deserve my bothering you, especially as a teen. But I want you to know that I tried very hard to be logical in how I felt about you—it just didn't seem achievable. Although that never stopped me from wishing for you to stay in my life each and every birthday."

Birthday...does he mean...?

In that moment, your mind warped to the very first time you spent time with Gojo for his birthday. The cake you gave him, explaining to him how celebrations of birthdays worked, sparked his preliminary skepticism when you explained the concept of wishes.

Nonetheless, the two of you have developed a sort of tradition over the years. One where he'd find ways to come to you—sometimes just by chance being in town from work or whatever he had going on—around his birthday. 

Over the years, he'd come by with groceries and birthday candles, asking you to bake a cake for the two of you to share. And you never seemed to mind or tend to free up the day or afternoon when that happened. 

The question of why, given Gojo's popularity, occurred to you on occasion. You knew he could instead go out with friends or people in general and throw a big party. You were sure he could arrange it with little to no effort—the number of people clawing at each other for a chance to be in the same room only seemed to increase with his success.

But he always seemed to return to you in some way; perhaps it wasn't so much tradition as it was second nature.

Or maybe supernatural.

"You mean to tell me over the years you'd been wishing for me?" you ask, your brow furrowed.

"I sure have."

Your heart skips as he leans to peck the side of your cheek with a grin. "It's been working in my favor in some way every year, and I have to admit that it's motivated me to be exactly what I need to be with you. Or, I thought it did. It wasn't until you started seriously dating someone else that I realized that I needed to let something go if I really wanted to be with you. And I’m not gonna lie, Honey, that scared the shit out of me." He chuckles. 

"Given that you know me better than anyone else, I'm sure you know I'm a proud man. Even with all of my accomplishments, I know my arrogance can only take me so far, honey. That's why I'm surrendering it—for you. I need you, and I intend to make clear that to you in every way possible tonight."

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"Gojo-"

You're cut short almost instantly, feeling him press his warm lips against yours. In one intimate yet bold gesture, you suddenly can't think of why you'd resist this. And even if you had thought of a reason, the way your body presses upward against his firmness, the way a rush of heat soared through you as he slowly began to grind against you, made it abundantly clear that, to some degree, you wanted this from him. 

He pulls from you slowly until his lips are just inches away from yours. You watch as he sits up right on his knees, his vibrant eyes peering down at you after landing one soft peck to your lips. 

"Unless you're moaning or telling me how good I'm making you feel, I don't want to hear it, honey. "He tells you, and in that moment, you didn't know which was louder—the beating of your heart or the sound of his belt as he began to undo it with his gaze unfaltering.

He gives a curt nod upward. "Your legs-spread them."

 The sound of his tone, a cross between authoritative and needy, both struck you and, shamefully, made your legs twitch outward—though not quite wide enough for Gojo's liking.

"Still think I'm playin', Honey?" He chuckles. "Even after this?"

Your eyes follow when he gestures downward, and-

O-oh god...

When you see Gojo's length, your breath catches in your throat. It wasn't overly large, but it wasn't anything to laugh at in the slightest. It stood in all its thickness erect, proudly against his toned belly. pre cum seemed to tear drop from his tip with each slow stroke he gave it.

“ You're the only one who can take care of this good and properly. But first, I need to do something I've been aching to do for years."

You could tell what he meant by the way his eyes dropped to your core. Still, you were taken aback by his quick force as his hands left his length to grab the fabric of your dress and hike it around your waist. 

You knew, in this fog of your mind, that you should have been scared and perhaps even more adamant about this not happening. 

But for some reason, you couldn't bring yourself to feel anything but an aching sense of excitement. That feeling only doubled as you felt Gojo grip your knees and push them upward toward your chest. 

"Gojo...please."

"I know, y/n," he says, lowering his mouth to the growing dampness between your open legs. But his eyes don’t leave yours as he speaks with promise, "From here on out I promise, I'm gonna make sure to lick up every bit of this honey dripping from your pussy-and I wont be sharing one drop with any other man.”

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Authors note: 

Thanks so much for following along and hanging with me while I get through some personal stuff!

I also opened up a posts+ section for anyone who wants to see what's coming next, any progress on up-coming fics, or want to see more explicit writings regarding the fics. Don't get me wrong, i'll still write smut on the public account for all to see, but it won't be as detailed or drawn out  as it would be in my posts plus<3)

T_T now excuse me as I try to write more of the draft of the next fanfic I'm writing as well as posting more for my original fic on Amazon.

The next fic I might release might either be revolving around Geto (JJK) Tom hardy's variation of bane (Dark knight) or leon kennedy (Resident evil as is in part two but gradually how he is in part 4).

[reigningqueenofwords]

Hello, Boys

Word count: 1,867 Warnings: Character death, oral

Read on AO3

Final Part of Hello There

Four days left.

If they couldn’t find the antidote to this, you would die in four days. It was funny to you. You knew that you’d die young, being a hunter. But this? This was not what you had expected. You spent your time in Crowley’s chambers for the most part. They didn’t want to risk you going to the motel, and getting worse by being so close to the building. Or, what was left of it. Crowley came and went throughout the day, always making sure that your pain was managed. It was taking more and more Belladonna to keep it at bay. You were both worried that soon you couldn’t take it without it killing you.

Bruce was in Hell with you. He always managed to cheer you up. Now and then the guards would escort you to where the hounds were kept so that he could play with all the others. It was oddly cute to watch. The first time he was tackled by another, you freaked out. It wasn’t until one of the guards assured you that he was fine that you calmed down. He explained that they got rough, that’s just how they were. It made sense to you.

Three days left.

You were finally ready to admit that you were scared. You’d finally opened up to Crowley, and you were on death’s front lawn. Sighing, you were laying on your back on his bed. You were in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Hearing the door, you looked over to see Crowley walk in. You gave him a smile. “Hello, love.” He almost purred.

Rolling to your side, your rested your weight on your elbow. “Make love to me, Crowley.” You requested.

He moved to be closer to you, his hand running through your hair. “Why do you sound so…lustless?” It worried him.

You teared up. “I’m dying.” You hadn’t truly said it out loud until then. “They are no closer to getting in that safe, and I-I just want to make the most of the next three days if they prove to be my last.” If spending them with Crowley was how your last days were going to be, you’d be happy.

Crowley moved so that you rolled onto your back, him above you. “I can assure you, pet, that we will have many more than three days.” His voice was soothing. “I’ll find a way.” He was the King, after all. He just wanted to give her a chance to tell him that she didn’t want any other way. That she only wanted to be cured by that antidote. He would not go against her wishes.

“I wish I could feel so certain.”

Leaning down, he kissed you gently. Your hands moved up his arms slowly, not wanting to rush things. Not like you had last time, either. His hand moved to the hem of your shirt, his fingers slipping underneath the thin fabric. As his hand reached your breast, he gave it a light squeeze, making you moan into his mouth.

He pulled away, studying your face. A small smile played on his lips before he snapped his fingers. “I don’t want to waste time with clothing.” Crowley explained, as your clothes had vanished. “I simply want to ravish you.” His eyes blazed with love, and it was aimed at you.

Crowley kissed down your jaw, to your neck. He wanted to love every inch of you. His lips left a trail of warmth down your neck, across your collar bone, and down to your chest. While he massaged the left with his hand, the right got his mouth’s attention. Your eyes shut, your body arched slightly, wanting to get closer to that feeling. Switching, you felt as though you were in heaven.

His attention soon turned south, down your stomach. His stubble ticking you ever so slightly. You let out a tiny giggle, making him smile against your skin. Crowley reached the top of your folds, kissing it ever so gently. Feeling his breath on you, you bit your lip slightly. He nudged your legs apart, settling between them. Crowley used his thumbs to open your folds, exposing you to him. “Gorgeous.” He growled before his tongue started to lap up your juices.

You moaned, your hips trying to get closer to him. Crowley chuckled while licking your clit, sending vibrations through you. Gasping, your knees bent slightly. “Crowley!” That seemed to encourage him. He sucked lightly on your clit, his eyes watching you. He hummed against you, moving his right hand to hold you down. “Fuck yes!” You moaned, your hand reaching down to grip his hair as you came.

As your high died down, you smiled down at him. He kissed back up your body, making you giggle. “Ticklish, are we?” He smirked. You tried to shake your head, but it didn’t work. Crowley rubbed his stubble against you again, causing another fit of laughter.

You laughed too hard, causing a coughing fit. When you pulled your hand away from your mouth, there was a small amount of blood. Your eyes shot to Crowley, full of fear.

“Get some rest, love. I’ll go see what’s taking them so long.” He said, kissing your forehead. Not that he’d ever admit it to anyone, but he was terrified as well.

You nodded, snuggling into his pillow. “Come back soon.” You told him, pulling the sheet up. “Come on, Bruce.” You patted the bed behind your legs. Bruce had grown a bit in the past few days, so he put off even more heat.

The boys were in the motel room when Crowley arrived. “You better have some news.” He growled.

Sam and Dean looked between each other and shook their head. “We’re waiting on Cas. There’s some symbols that we don’t recognize. He went on the search for what they mean.” Sam said, a sad look on his face

Two days.

Cas still hadn’t had any luck. Your whole body felt like it was on fire. Bruce never left your side, growling at the guards whenever they tried to get him to go with the rest of the hounds. One had been stupid enough to keep trying. Bruce tore him to shreds. After that, they left him alone.

Per your request, Crowley had provided you with some reading material, trying to distract you. Some of the books you had never heard of, which was refreshing. It wasn’t the same old stuff. He was currently off getting an update from the boys.

After a few hours, you began to worry. It shouldn’t have taken that long. You couldn’t exactly call Cas to come get you, either. Crawling out of bed, you pulled on a pair of the sweats. You were thankful that Crowley had brought your things. Opening the bedroom door, you smiled at the guards. “Hey, Joey?”

The guard to the left had given up asking you not to call him that. Looking at you, he tried not let it show that you didn’t look like yourself. “Can I help you, Miss?”

You rolled your eyes and groaned. “Stop calling me that, for one. Second, could someone bring me to the motel? Or where Crowley was last?” The guards looked at each other.

“I’m sorry, we can’t do that.” Fredrick, the second guard, informed you.

“Why the hell not?” You snapped. If they wanted to treat you like you were the Queen, you’d act like it.

“Why the hell not?” You snapped. If they wanted to treat you like you were the Queen, you’d act like it.

“The King ordered us. You’re not to leave the palace.” Joey told you, with a small shrug. “Even if he doesn’t return right away.” He left out that Crowley was currently trying to find another way to cure you, and he could have gotten himself put in danger.  

Groaning, you turned and stormed back in your room, shutting the doors. Now you were not only worried about your own life, but his, as well. “I’m going to kill him when he gets back.” You muttered into the pillow.

One day.

You still hadn’t heard from Crowley. The Belladonna stopped working, and you were currently bedridden. Joey started to keep you company, trying to make you laugh a bit here and there. He was a nice guy, even if he was a demon. “Hey, Joey?” You asked, looking at him.

“Yeah?” He’d finally lost most of the formality in his voice.

“Could you do me a favor?” He nodded. “If Crowley gets back too late…tell him it’s not his fault, okay?”

Joey shook his head. “You’ll be fine.” He tried to comfort you.

“That’s sweet, but we both know that’s not the case. Thanks, though, for being here for me.” The two of you sat in silence for what seemed like hours. The clock was ticking. “I know that Crowley told you I’m not to leave, but can I see my friends one more time?” You asked, eyes pleading with him. “Please. We’ve not been on the best of terms and I don’t want things to end that way.”

“Fine.” He gave in. “Let’s go.” Joey scooped you up before the two of you were gone. In the motel room, you looked at the boys. “Hey.” You said as Joey set you down. “Where’s Crowley?”

Dean looked at Sam. “We don’t know.” He said, sadly.

“How can you not know where he is?” That scared you.

“He said that he was going to see if any other witches had the antidote. We figured that he’d end up making a deal of some kind. We haven’t heard from him since.” Sam said as he sat next to you on the bed. Your eyes watered. It was your last twenty-four hours, and you wouldn’t even get to say goodbye. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, pulling you into his arms.

The rest of that day, you all tried to focus on nothing but the positive. Joey stayed by your side, saying that he wouldn’t abandon the Queen. The boys had looked at you funny, but you shook your head. That’s what the guards saw you as. He laughed along side the three of you, putting aside the hunter/demon fight for you. It made your heart swell to see them avoid fighting.

You fell asleep fairly early, leaning up against Dean. Joey went back to the palace once you were asleep, having to report in. He said that he would be back in the morning.

He was, but you never woke up. Dean felt for a pulse, nothing. “Come on, Y/N.” He held your head in his lap. Him and Sam were both tearing up, watching your lifeless body. Dean blamed himself, wishing he hadn’t suggested splitting up at the building. He wished Cas had been able to hunt down those symbols sooner. He wished Crowley had been able to get the antidote. Anything that would have made it so you were alive.

You gasped and coughed, scaring the three men. It was like your lungs were on fire. You still hadn’t opened your eyes, your head feeling off. Once that died down, you felt amazing. Still on Dean’s lap, you finally opened your eyes. “Hello, boys.” You grinned, happy to see them.

[stickytrigger69]

hello! could i have a chubby transmasc reader laying on breakdown or starscream’s (whichever one you feel like) chassis without a shirt on, just kinda relaxing after a long day? maybe it turns spicy w/ body worship?

Breakdown x Transmasc Reader

Reader is transmasc

Reader is a chubby human 😊

NSFW

Despite reader being afab the genitals of said reader are unspecified

I chose to go with post op, hope it's to your liking

Implied poly relationship with KO and BD

Author's note: I am working on the other asks I've received. I've just had a run in with the good old writers block but they should all be done by valentine's day 😊 hope you liked this one.

P.S. I'm sorry this one was kinda short *scratches the back of my head bashfully*

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Today had been awfully stressful and way too long. It was like it was dragged out, the sun taunting you as it remained in one place all day. It had barely begun to set while Breakdown drove you out to be picked up by a groundbridge. So tired. You can't wait to finally just relax and get out of the stupid uniform you're wearing.

You're just glad that you don't have to wear a binder anymore. It always added to the stress, overwhelming you more than you needed it to. The heat paired with the long hours and sometimes horrible customers had really been dragging you down. Having Breakdown and Knockouts support was what kept you going though. There was one thing you did miss about it though, the feeling of their cool digits smoothing out and massaging your sore chest after wearing your binder for hours on end.

It always made you smile when you remembered their reactions when you told them you wanted top surgery.

----- Flashback -----

"Well, I do prefer a partner with a larger chassis but, if you insist." Knockout said, placing a servo on his own chassis and the other on Breakdowns. Said mech looking at his smaller partners servo.

"Yeah," He looks up from the servo to focus on you, "are you sure you really want to? From what I understand, fleshies such as yourself don't exactly take too nicely to such cosmetics."

"Well first of all, yes I want to, second of all, it's not 'cosmetic'. It's so I can feel better. You guys know how I feel about it. Its what i really really want, im sick of this stupid thing." You hold up your binder. "And this," you motion to your breasts, "this is nothing but a hindrance and i would feel so much better if i could get them out of the way." The two mechs looked at eachother, talking through their spark bond.

----- End Flashback -----

"Sweetspark?" Breakdowns voice is clear in your ears.

"Hmm?" You look up at his red faceplate.

He smiles at you, "my poor little fleshie. What's got you distracted? Are your scars aching again?" His helm tilts to the side, concern in his optics. They are still kind of new but the aching doesn't really happen as often anymore.

"Hm, oh, no. I'm okay, just a little tired, i just want to lay in bed for the next 12 hours." You give him a small smile of your own and returns it with a chuckle. He picks you up off the table you use as a small lounge space and starts walking to the large berth. He sits and stands you on his lap and starts tugging at your shirt.

"Take it off." He says. You obey and undo the buttons and pull the ends out from inside your slacks. You roll down the sleeves and begin to pull the shirt off. Breakdown loses his patience and pinches the back of the shirt with his index digit and thumb and pulls it off for you. Your arms are gently pulled back with the shirt and he tosses it somewhere on the floor.

Once your chest is bare he takes the time to pull off your shoes then lays down. He holds you above him for a moment just looking at you then lowers you down to his chassis. It's warm and vibrates gently with the idle thrum of his engine. You sigh deeply, finally relaxed and comfy. A large servo gently caresses your back, tickling you slightly.

You close your eyes for a little while, listening to his engine and feeling the metal of his hand on your skin. For a man made of metal, he's rather warm. His touch is soft and gentle too, and for a while he lightly rubs your back. He starts heating up even more and picks you up again and lays you down, only now you are staring up at the ceiling.

"Y'know, I don't much like fleshies," his voice is soft and low, "you are something special." The praise causes your cheeks to warm up. "And you caught Knockouts optics? That's no easy feat, and a damn near impossible one for a fleshie. When he said he liked you I knew it was because you were different." He lets out another little chuckle. "I mean, look at you, your perfect little frame, your round face. You're so soft too. Not to mention how gorgeous you are sweetspark." He continues to heat up and his cooling fans whir to life. You start to heat up too, your face getting hotter the more he talks.

He clearly knows what he's doing. The touches, the compliments, his sultry voice. It lights a fire in you and makes your stomach flip and heart beat faster. His servo on your side begins to caress lower and lower, finding purchase on your hip.

"I love how soft you are, your extra flesh gives pleasure like nothing I've ever known." He pinches you a couple of times before he's lifting you up again. Sitting you up so you could face him. Your legs wrap around him as best as they can, the light vibrations from his chassis a small sensation that you can barely register. He oggles your bare chest, analyzing the soft, plump flesh.

A servo on either thigh as he smiles at you knowingly. Thumbs rubbing circles on them, getting awfuly close to the sensitive area between your thick thighs. His stare is intense and you feel like hiding yourself, like covering yourself up. He catches on to the small change in your demeanor and sits up while holding you in place.

"You are the most attractive fleshie I've ever laid my optics on." One of his large thumbs finds its place rubbing on your clothed sex. "So soft and plump; perfect." Your hand holds onto his larger one that's rubbing your chest. Your eyes close tight as he adds pressure, legs opening wider. He lays you down, your head close to the edge of the berth, and starts pulling at your pants. You hastily undo your belt and pant button but before you can pull down the fly he's already slipping them off your thick thighs.

He leans down and starts trailing kisses down your face to your stomach.

"Breakdown." Your voice is breathy. His thumb is still rubbing on your sex. He lets his tongue roll over your nipple causing you to let out a moan. He continues like this for a while until finally he's relieving you of your boxers and packer as he spreads your fluids around. His tongue switching from one nipple to the other.

It's not long until he pulls an orgasm from you, your body shakes and you release a loud moan.

"Oh, Breakdown!" You cry.

"I'm not done with you yet fleshie." He smirks as his panel slides away. His large spike on display. And though you couldn't take it, it made you excited. You stare at it, thoughts running wild. He lets out a deep chuckle and starts to stroke himself.

"Touch yourself for me sweetspark." He commands and you obey with a whimper. "You're absolutely gorgeous, a real 'pretty boy' as they call 'em, right? Yeah, that's you isn't it?" He strokes himself faster as he stares at you. Watching your little hands as you work yourself up once more.

"Mmm, Breakdown." You moan his name. His free servo reaches down to trace your scars and rub at your nipples.

"What is it my sweetspark?" He grunts as his digits squeeze the base of his spike.

"Ngh, I love you." You croak.

"Mm I love you too sweetspark, so much." He groans. "Mmm, I'm going to paint you in my transfluid. Would you like that sweetspark? For me to paint your gorgeous frame?"

"Y-yes." You moan out. Hands working faster as you get close to your orgasm. He chuckles and leans down to kiss your round face. His free servo pinches one of your thick thighs.

"Say it," He says with a groan, "say that you're perfect. Tell me that you know you are a living God, that you are like Primus himself." His orange optics look deep into your eyes.

"I-I'm;" you pause, it's hard to breathe.

"C'mon sweetspark," He grunts again, servo stroking his spike as fast as he can, chasing his overload just as fervently as you are yours, "I know you can do it."

"I'm, fuck," you swallow thickly, "I'm a-oh! A God!" You cry out, your climax is so close. The air is thick and laced with static. Your back arches up from the berth as the large blue mech above you thrusts his spike into his hand.

"Ngh, yes! You're my perfect little God. Your perfect frame, your gorgeous face." His optics close and his spike twitches as his overload crashes into him. Transfluid hitting the berth just above your head. Large drops landing on your chest.

"Oh, Breakdown!" You cry out as your body spasms. Legs shaking and back arching. White flashes over your eyes as your orgasm hits you hard. His stroking slows and then comes to a stop as he vents shallowly.

"I love you sweetspark. My little fleshie." He smiles lovingly as he smears his transfluid over your stomach. "So handsome and perfect, I love when your little face changes colors. Red really suits you little one." The same thumb that was on your stomach now caressing your cheek, smearing the fluid there. Your hair is stuck to your forehead.

"I love you too Breakdown." You return the smile and close your eyes, trying to catch your breath. The loud whir of his cooling fans and deep thrum of his engines fills your ears. Your heart is still pounding.

"Awww, did I miss all the fun already?" Your eyes snap open and your head whips to the source of the voice. Knockout stands against the wall, his arms crossed over his chassis. "I had a feeling I should have stayed here and waited for you two. You just took so long and I got restless." His servos wave around and he starts walking toward the berth.

"Well, I'm not sure if our soft one here has it in them, but I'm ready to go another round." Breakdown smirks at you then looks up to the cherry red mech standing right next to him. Knockout returns the smirk looking into Breakdowns optics. They both stare at eachother for a little while and then focus their attention on you. You let out a weak groan knowing that even if you weren't strong enough to handle it, you had a long night ahead of you.