#Kinktober Day 29

[violet-1atte]

Kinktober Day Twenty-Nine: Feedism - Minho/Felix

Tags: Weight gain, accidental weight gain, stuffing, hand feeding, forgetting to eat

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When Minho had first met Felix, he was so tiny. Chan had introduced him to their friend group when they had met through the foreign exchange program and everyone was instantly drawn to him. His personality made him seem smaller than he was sometimes because he was just so sweet and gentle. His deep voice was the most shocking thing about him, but it somehow suited him despite his fair appearance. 

At some point along the way, Minho and Felix became roommates. They had gotten close over the last year of knowing each other and when their friend group was trying to decide who would room with who the next year, Minho called dibs on Felix. He refused to admit that maybe his desire to room with the younger was fueled by the fact that he was beginning to develop feelings for him. 

One of the first things Minho noticed was that Felix was not good at remembering to eat. He would get up late in the morning and scramble to get to his classes on time, forgoing breakfast. From that point he had back to back classes where he often was not able to grab lunch, and then when dinner came, there were days where he would get too lost in homework or playing video games to eat dinner. It made Minho’s protective instincts flare up. Felix was so kind and caring to everyone around him, but how many people actually knew that he didn’t know how to take care of himself. It made Minho sad to see someone he cared about so much not eating like Felix was.

From that point on, Minho decided to take it upon himself to make sure that Felix ate during the day. His course load was not as heavy as Felix’s so he had more time in the day to cook, and he was also a little more well off financially, so he could afford good food. So he started cooking for Felix. 

It started with breakfast. The first time he did it, Felix walked into the kitchen to say good morning, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Then, as the smell of the breakfast Minho had cooked surrounded him, he paused and his eyes widened. “Oh my goodness! You made breakfast?” he asked, the volume of his voice raising with his excitement. Minho’s cheeks warmed at the adorable expression on Felix’s face and he nodded. 

“I did. I noticed you hadn’t been feeding yourself like an adult so I decided to take it into my own hands,” he said, trying to keep his own excitement out of his voice. “Sit down. Eat. And you better like it.” 

Felix nodded obediently and sat down. “I’m sure I will! I’ve heard that your cooking is really good, hyung.” 

Minho was sure that his ears were red now. He cleared his throat. “Yeah, it's great.” He grabbed Felix a plate and gathered up a decent sized serving, one that was probably too big for someone with Felix’s appetite. Minho was bad at judging portion sizes, okay? 

Felix’s eyes immediately lit up as he sat the plate down. Minho imagined if he were a puppy he would be wagging his tail. “Thank you so much, hyung, this looks amazing,” he exclaimed. Minho couldn’t hold back his smile as he began to dig in. He hummed around the chopsticks as he took the first few bites and his eyes sparkled. He looked like this was his first time tasting food. The sight made something stir in Minho’s stomach and he found himself blushing even more. 

“This really is good, everyone was right,” Felix groaned. He shoved another bite into his mouth and his cheeks puffed out. Minho wanted to squish them. 

“I’m glad. Make sure nothing goes to waste,” he said, a bit teasingly. 

He hadn’t expected Felix to take him seriously. About ¾ of the way through, he started to struggle. He let out little huffs in between each bite and his small hand went to his stomach. Minho’s gaze followed the motion and his eyes widened when he saw a slight swell underneath Felix’s t-shirt. 

He wet his lips. Oh . Why did that make him feel lightheaded? He could probably tell Felix that he didn’t actually have to eat everything, but for some reason, he couldn’t. He wanted to see it. 

Felix finished his breakfast a few minutes before he had to leave. As he stood up from the table, Minho noticed how he was breathing more heavily and how his cheeks were a little red. “That was really good, hyung. Thank you so much.” He went over to Minho and pressed a kiss to his cheek and Minho’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He swallowed thickly and nodded. He hoped Felix couldn’t read him that well. 

“Good, I’ll start making you breakfast from now on,” Minho told him decidedly. 

Except, he couldn’t just leave it at breakfast. That night he made Felix dinner, and it ended the same way. He gave Felix a bit too much and Felix finished every last bite of it because he didn’t want to waste any of Minho’s food. Minho didn’t even tell him that he had to do that. He just watched helplessly, almost too distracted to eat his own food, as Felix devoured his meal like it would be his last. And that feeling in his stomach continued to grow and spread throughout his body. 

From there, he also began to make lunch for Felix on days when he wouldn’t have a chance to eat it. After a few weeks, Felix was already looking happier and healthier. He had more energy each day and his sunshiney glow had a new brightness to it. Minho felt increasingly proud as each day went on and Felix continued to enjoy the food he prepared for him. 

About a month later was when Minho started to notice a real change. 

His crush on Felix had only grown because how could it not? And Felix was becoming more physically affectionate with him. He kissed his cheek whenever he left the house, snuggled up against him whenever they watched a movie or studied together, and pulled him into hugs whenever he could. Minho was beyond happy and wouldn’t trade this for the world, even if his heart was on the verge of exploding. 

The extra physical affection was how he first noticed the changes Felix’s body was going through. When they had met initially, Felix was all lean muscle and sharp edges. He felt almost fragile when he wrapped his arms around Minho. But that was different now. When Minho wrapped his arms around him now, he feld solid. Instead of being met directly with sharp points and the outline of Felix’s ribs through his clothes, there was softness . His cheeks were softer too and now puffed out even when he wasn’t eating. It made his cherubic personality shine even brighter. 

Honestly, Minho’s mind was reeling. Felix was gaining weight. Off of his cooking. Sweet Felix was getting soft because he was taking care of him well and because he enjoyed the meals he cooked for him. Every time Minho’s hands landed on his softening sides or Felix’s chubby cheek came to rest on his shoulder, he burned with want. At first he felt bad about it because why was he enjoying watching his friend, the boy he was falling in love with, get chubby? 

But Felix had never looked happier. So what if the room felt hot whenever he raised his arms to grab something up high and his shirt lifted to reveal a sliver of his softening tummy? So what if whenever he was snacking on something and crumbs got on his lips Minho wanted to lick them off? That was also a newer development. Breakfast and dinner every day turned into three meals, and soon after snacking was added into the mix. Maybe Minho snuck a couple of snacks into his bag and started setting stuff onto his desk? So what?

So what if sometimes he caught himself daydreaming about feeding Felix from his own hand, having him lick his fingers clean, squeezing his tummy, cooing about how well he’d been filling out…

He’d tried to hold back his thoughts at first, he really had. But sometimes it felt like Felix was trying to make him lose it. Sometimes he would pout at Minho and shyly ask for more, or he would rub the slight roundness of his tummy and groan about how full he was. It was driving Minho mad. 

Especially now. They had just finished a nice big dinner and Felix made brownies for dessert afterwards. Minho had been increasing how much food he made because Felix had started to finish the portion sizes he gave him with ease. There was no actual need to make more food, but Minho couldn’t resist the idea of watching him fill out more and maybe even get a little chubby. 

They were on the couch getting ready to watch a movie. The unfinished tray of brownies sat on the table along with a bowl of popcorn and a bottle of soda. Minho was already full enough, but Felix had been snacking absentmindedly lately, and what was a movie without snacks? The problem was, Felix’s clothes were getting tighter and Minho could see the curve of his tummy through his t-shirt. It was obvious he was full but he still reached for another brownie as the opening credits played. 

“Sometimes I think about learning to bake other things, but then I bake brownies and remember why I always do,” Felix said with a light chuckle. Minho was only half listening, too focused on the way Felix licked the crumbs and chocolate off his fingers. 

“Mm, yeah,” he responded, clearing his throat. “You do make the best brownies.” 

Felix smiled brightly and curled into his side. “Thank you. By the way, are you alright, hyung? You just seem a little out of it.” 

Minho nodded quickly. “Yeah, I’m good. Just a little tired I think. But I want to keep watching this with you.” 

Felix hummed. “Okay. As long as everything’s alright.” He planted a kiss on Minho’s cheek and his body heated up from his head to his toes. 

He tried to focus on the movie from that point on, but it was difficult. Periodically, Felix reached for the popcorn, eating like he was still hungry even though there was no way . Minho had never seen him eat this much before.

By the middle of the movie, the curve of his tummy was even more prominent and he had made it through multiple brownies and over half the bowl of popcorn. He’d had at least one cup of soda, but Minho couldn’t focus enough to remember if he’d had more. Minho had barely touched anything. 

It was clear that Felix was feeling the effects of his gluttony. When he leaned over to grab another handful of popcorn, he winced slightly and sat back with an “oof.” He rested his hand on the crest of his tummy and as he popped another few pieces of the popcorn into his mouth, Minho noticed his shallow breathing. Oh fuck . He was full enough that he was having trouble breathing. His stomach stirred again, and by now Minho knew exactly what the feeling was. Arousal. And shit, he was so aroused, so fucking horny. He had been all night. His mind was clouded with want. 

“Yongbok-ah–I–” Minho gulped and his eyes went to Felix’s stuffed tummy. His hands, now both on his belly, looked softer too. “Are you–” 

“What is it, hyung?” Felix asked, tilting his head at him. Minho inhaled slowly. 

“I–fuck. I don’t know how to say this. It’s so fucking strange but I–I can’t hold back.” 

“Is this about me getting chubby, hyung?” 

It was like someone had dunked Minho in ice water. His breath caught in his throat and he stared at Felix with wide eyes. “Wh-what?” he choked out. 

Felix glanced down. “I–I’ve noticed. I mean…well first I noticed I was gaining a little weight. A–A little more than just like ‘normal’ weight,” he said, making air quotes around the word “normal.” “At first I was like ah shit, hyung’s been feeding me so good I didn’t even notice. I thought about trying to cut back but you just kept…feeding me. And you always looked so excited. And honestly I loved eating your food and I liked–I liked how it felt to be really full.” He had the audacity to blush while Minho was trying his best not to die on the spot. What? 

“But I–I didn’t know what you’d think so I was still worried. But I noticed how you looked at me whenever I ate so I started trying to eat more and…I just kinda let go tonight. I wanted to see your reaction,” he explained. “So I…I hope I read it right.” 

“Oh fuck,” Minho responded eloquently. “Fuck. You’re right, yeah. I–I’m sorry, I know I should’ve talked to you but I…I’ve liked you for a long time, and I…I don’t know, I just liked being able to take care of you. I liked seeing the evidence that I was taking care of you. And you were so…you look so good like this, Yongbok.” 

Felix was silent and for a moment Minho worried that this was it. He had officially fucked up and Felix would get up and leave and never come back. But instead of doing that, he wrapped his hand around the back of Minho’s neck and pulled him into a kiss. Minho’s eyes widened as Felix tilted his head and parted his lips so that he could lick against his mouth, requesting access. Minho gladly granted it and at the same time wrapped his arms around Felix. He tasted sweet and a little salty, a combination of the chocolate and salt from the popcorn. He couldn’t get enough of it. 

Felix moaned against his mouth and moved so that he could straddle his lap. Minho’s breath hitched when he felt the curve of Felix’s belly brush against his own stomach. He moved one of his hands to his side and squeezed the soft love handles that were beginning to develop there. Felix whimpered and Minho drank down his sounds. Fuck, his thighs felt so soft too. He was soft everywhere now and Minho needed to feel every inch of his skin. 

When Felix pulled away to breathe, he was smiling, and Minho couldn’t help but smile back. “So you like me too?” 

“Of course, dummy!” Felix exclaimed, swatting at his chest. “I’ve liked you this whole time! You’re just dense.” 

“I’ve liked you this whole time too,” Minho said with a playful grin. Felix rolled his eyes. 

“Whatever. But hey um…now that…all our secrets are out in the open. Do you uh…think you could feed me the rest of the brownies? I’m not sure I can actually finish them, but I could sure try…” All the blood in Minho’s body rushed to his cock and he inhaled sharply. Oh . 

“Yeah,” he breathed. He wet his lips. “I can do that.” He ran his hand over the swell of Felix’s belly. He felt him shudder under his touch. 

“Okay. L-let me grab them.” Felix scooted off his lap and grabbed the tray with the remainder of the brownies. Minho took it from him and set it on the arm of the couch so Felix could climb back into his lap. 

“Tell me if it's too much,” Minho said, already reaching for the first brownie.  

“I will,” Felix said with a gentle nod. 

Minho held the brownie to his mouth, but instead of taking a bite, Felix took the whole thing in his mouth. His lips wrapped around Minho’s fingertips and he shivered. His cock twitched beneath his ass and arousal pooled in the pit of his stomach as Felix swallowed the brownie, his throat bobbing with the action. His stomach gurgled and his cheeks turned red. 

Felix huffed and Minho felt dizzy. “Fuck,” he muttered as he picked up the second brownie. Felix ate this one in halves and his stomach seemed to rumble with each swallow. 

“Can–ah–can you maybe, rub my tummy? ‘S starting to hurt a bit,” Felix said, but he was immediately opening his mouth for the next brownie. Minho settled his free hand on the top of his little gut and began to rub circles over it. “ Hnng , yes, that’s good.” 

“Do you want me to stop?” 

Felix shook his head. “No, keep–hmph–keep going,” he said breathlessly. The fact that he was breathless and he hadn’t even done anything made Minho’s skin tingle. He licked his lips. 

He grabbed the next brownie and Felix shoved this one into his mouth whole too, but he took longer to finish it. Crumbs fell from his lips on his shirt but he didn’t seem to care. Minho didn’t either. He found it cute that he was starting to get a little messy. 

There were only a couple left, but Felix began to struggle more and more with each bite. Minho continued rubbing the swell of his tummy, sparks traveling up his arm every time he felt it gurgle. It was packed tight and warm against his palm. It was amazing that Felix had eaten this much. 

“Oh–shit, I’m so fucking full ,” Felix groaned before opening his mouth for the next brownie. His eyes had a light haze over them and there was a light sheen of sweat covering his skin. There was one more brownie left. 

“You’re doing so good,” Minho registered himself saying. “Just one more. Gonna be good for hyung and finish it all, Yongbok-ah?” 

Felix moaned and nodded eagerly. “I can,” he answered after he swallowed. His tummy felt heavy against Minho and it seemed to weigh even more as he picked up the last brownie. Felix whimpered softly as the rich chocolatey dessert filled his mouth once more and Minho soothed his hand over his stomach. 

“That’s it. Almost done. You can do it. You’re so good. Look so pretty, all stuffed up like this.” Felix whined but the sound was muffled by the remainder of the brownie in his mouth. Minho lifted the hand he had been using to feed him and grabbed his full cheeks, squeezing them slightly. “Come on, chew it up. There you go.” Felix gulped down the last bit and his chest heaved as he tried to take a deep breath. 

“Oh fuck, oh my gosh. Minho-hyung,” he panted. “Look at me, I look–fuck I look so big.” 

Minho cupped his tummy with both hands and took a deep breath. “You really do. Shit. That’s so fucking hot, Lix,” he breathed. 

“I still can’t believe you–mmm, right there—I still can’t believe you like me like this,” Felix muttered. He shifted his hips and bit and Minho groaned. 

“Yeah I–people do like to say I’m weird,” he said with a chuckle. “But you really just look so cute. And so sexy. Can’t believe you can eat that much. Barely two months ago you could eat hardly anything.” 

“I know,” Felix said, shaking his head in disbelief. “But you’ve taken care of me so well.” He grinned and rolled his hips down a bit. Minho gasped. “You gonna keep taking care of me, hyung? Make me all nice and big for you? I know you want that.” 

Minho shuddered and swallowed thickly. “Fuck, yeah. I want that.” Felix giggled again and leaned farther into Minho like the menace he was. 

“Good. I wanna see what you can do to me.”

[fanfics4all]

Uniforms

Request: Yes / No Kinktober Day 29!

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Octavia Blake x Male!Reader 

Word count: 876

Warnings: SMUT

Y/N: Your Name 

Summary: You are obsessed with seeing Octavia in her uniform, it's the sexiest thing you've ever seen.

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Watching Octavia lead our people was the hottest thing. Sure she changed to be harder, but she was leading people that thought we’d be out of the bunker by now. She had no idea if her brother was alive, she had to worry about our people, the human race depended on her. But when she walked into the room with that hard face and sexy-ass uniform, it made me hard. 

It was late and I was just finishing my workout. Octavia should already be in our room as I made my way back. I smiled to myself thinking about her. A small part of me hoped she was still in her uniform working on something, but it was late and she was probably asleep by now. I walked into our room and she was standing at the table with her uniform still on. I bit my lip and looked her up and down. She looked so incredibly sexy. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. 

“You look so sexy, baby.” I whispered in her ear. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. 

“Oh really?” She asked. I ran my hands down her body gently massaging as I do. 

“Mmhmm.” I hummed. 

“Think you can take a break and join me for a quick shower?” I asked and she sighed. 

“I really should get this done before I sleep…” 

“Come on, babe. You should relax a bit.” I said, pushing her towards the shower. 

“Fine…” She said with a smile. I helped her out of her uniform and kissed her body as I went. I could already feel her relaxing. 

Once we were both undressed and under the water, I grabbed the soap to start washing her. I started with her breasts, then her arms, then her stomach, then down to her hips. I slid them down her thighs, gliding between her legs. I slowly stroked between her lips and gently touched her clit. She moaned softly as I washed her pussy. She moved her hips against my hand wanting more. I pulled away and started washing her back as the water washed the soap on her front side off. I gently work down to her hips and ass, stopping to squeeze her cheeks and give it a quick little smack. I washed between them, slipping a finger into her ass, making her moan again. 

“Rinse off, babe.” I whispered in her ear. She quickly washed off and grabbed the soap. Her hands glided all over my body. She gave my cock a bit of extra attention as she stroked it. She kept washing it and made sure to get my balls as well. I was already so hard.

“Let me get your back.” She said. I turned and let the water wash off all the soap as she washed my back. Once she was done I turned around and pulled her in for a deep kiss. I pinned her body against the wall and held her arms above her head with one hand. My cock was between her thighs and I was so ready to sink inside. I slid my free hand down to her breasts, sucking on one nipple as I squeezed the other. She moaned and I quickly devoured her mouth again. Our tongues danced together as my hand moved between her legs again. I lifted her leg to rest on my hip, giving me better access. I stroked her clit, slowly at first. Once she was moaning in my mouth I rubbed her a little harder and faster. Her legs were trembling and I slowly pushed two fingers inside her. 

“Please.” She moaned. I was thrusting hard and fast inside her. 

“Beg for my cock.” I said. 

“I want you to fuck me with your hard cock! Give it to me!” She practically demanded. I pulled my fingers out, turned the shower off, and lifted her. I carried her to the bed, tossing her onto it. I sucked on her breasts hard as she moaned my name. I pulled back and stared into her eyes as I pushed inside her with one deep thrust. She screamed in pleasure and I didn’t care who heard. Let’s wake the whole fucking bunker up for all I care. I was pounding into her so hard and deep that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. 

“You and that damn uniform make me so fucking hard every time you wear it.” I groaned, gripping her hips. 

“Oh fuck, Y/N!” She moaned, clawing at my back. I felt her pussy clench around me as she screamed my name. She was cumming. I groaned, kissing her hard before I came inside her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking me in place. 

Once we both finished we rested our foreheads on each other, staring into each other’s eyes. I placed a loving kiss on her lips before pulling out and laying beside her. She snuggled into my chest and kissed it. 

“I love you so much, babe.” I said and she smiled up at me. 

“I love you too.” She said. The two of us were able to sleep peacefully, probably for the first time since we entered the bunker.

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[miasmaghoul]

"I wish you would write a fic where Aether gets super possessive over - maybe Water- Dew and Dew totally enabling that behavior "

This ask was immediately followed by this one:

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The thoughts I had immediately were both Terrible and Numerous (as @st-danger and @iamthecomet can attest). This will be a fic, I swear it.

[vampirefest]

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

(smiling evilly) i have plans for october that you will all be pleased with

[schmem14]

Day 29: Knotting

Summary: Ron wakes to a comforting presence in bed. Pairing: Ron/Hermione, Minor Harry/Draco CW: Somnophilia, Dubious Consent, Werewolf *see additional spoiler tags in end notes

written for @hpkinktober

[pucksandpower]

The Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

→ Formula 1 after dark 💋

Day 1 → Cockwarming 💋 Toto Wolff

Day 2 → Chastity 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 3 → Oral Fixation 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 4 → Bruise Marking 💋 Lando Norris

Day 5 → Size Difference 💋 Oscar Piastri

Day 6 → Daddy Kink 💋 Carlos Sainz

Day 7 → Virginity Loss 💋 Toto Wolff

Day 8 → Breeding Kink 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 9 → Overstimulation 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 10 → Exhibitionism 💋 Kimi Räikkönen

Day 11 → Sex Pollen 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 12 → Mirror Sex 💋 Oscar Piastri

Day 13 → Temperature Play 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 14 → Innocence Play 💋 Lewis Hamilton

Day 15 → Thigh Riding 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 16 → Remote-Controlled Vibrator 💋 Jenson Button

Day 17 → Lactation Kink 💋 Lando Norris

Day 18 → Praise Kink 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 19 → Spreader Bar 💋 Toto Wolff

Day 20 → Menthol Cream 💋 Oscar Piastri

Day 21 → Anal 💋 Lando Norris

Day 22 → Bedding Ceremony 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 23 → Consensual Non-Consent 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 24 → Piercing 💋 Toto Wolff

Day 25 → Monsterfucking 💋 Carlos Sainz

Day 26 → Cum Marking 💋 Charles Leclerc

Day 27 → Hunter/Prey 💋 Max Verstappen

Day 28 → A/B/O 💋 Oscar Piastri

Day 29 → BDSM 💋 Toto Wolff

Day 30 → Innocence Kink 💋 Lando Norris

Day 31 → Mind Break 💋 Charles Leclerc

Tumblr won’t let me link the final five fics for some reason but they have been published!

[damnthelust]

19 & 29 w/ Trickshot?

I got you 😊

[gogogodzilla]

day 29, somnophilia

mike schmidt x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, unprotected sex, creampie, free use (kinda), semi-established relationship, neighbor!reader, part 2, part 3 kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

You and Mike came to a relatively simple agreement. You’d watch Abby while he worked nights and he’d repay you by fucking your brains out. He was hot and good in bed, plus Abby spent most of her time in her room. So, you didn’t mind your arrangement much. 

That was until Mike got so busy you hardly saw him enough to receive your payment.

“You know,” you said as you took a seat at your usual spot on his couch, “you still owe me from last week.” 

He sighed and leaned over you, placing a hand on each side of the back cushion, trapping you. 

He pressed a kiss to your lips, “I know. I’ll make it up to you. Promise.” 

You grinned, “I’ll leave the light on for you.” 

Mike surprised you that night when he came home late that night, and you had curled yourself up in his bed, fast asleep. You awoke with Mike pressing heated kisses along your neck and his hand between your thighs. He pressed his free hand against your mouth, muffling the desperate moans that fled past your lips. 

You’d stay tangled between his sheets until the early morning when you’d sneak back across the street to your own home. Ever since that night, you’d tell him that if you wanted him to wake you up like that. The light was on more often than not. 

When he started working nights, things became slightly more complicated. By the time he got back in the morning, it was time to wake Abby up for school and you had to get ready for the day. That was until you had the day off and an idea struck you. 

You were about to head out the door before you turned to Mike, “Leave the light on for me?” 

His eyebrows furrowed for a split second before the corners of his mouth quirked up. “Yeah, of course,” he nodded and you were out the door, grinning. 

You waited a few hours, performing menial tasks around your home before you decided it was time to put your plan into action. Abby was off to school and Mike was asleep soundly in his bed, headphones placed securely on his ears and nature sounds drifting out of them. You slowly crept further into Mike’s room and began to set up the camcorder at the foot of his bed, flinching at the slightest creak of the tripod. 

You knew Mike wouldn’t wake up, but it was more exciting if you made yourself believe there was a chance. You pressed record and giddiness filled you. You made a show of stripping for the camera. You slowly slid off your sweatpants and underwear in one swoop. 

You picked up the pair of jeans he had on the floor and held them up to the camera, doing your best game show girl impression. You picked up your underwear and tucked them in the front pocket, patting it in before setting them at the foot of his bed. Your shirt was the next to go. You faced the camera as you slowly tugged your shirt over your head, revealing your bare chest underneath. 

You trailed your fingers up your torso and circled your fingers around your nipples, causing them to harden under your touch. You leaned your head back to give him a full view of your chest as you pinched one of your nipples between your fingers, gasping slightly. 

You turned and sauntered to his side of the bed where he was sleeping soundly. You ran your fingers gently over his forehead, brushing his hair out of the way, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. 

He made your job easier by wearing a black t-shirt and briefs and by always sleeping on his back. You threw the blankets covering his form to the side and kneeled beside the bed. Your hands wandered over his thighs before palming him through his briefs. 

You crawled into bed next to him and your hands drifted past the waistband of his briefs. You stroked him, slowly, before freeing his cock from its confines. You pulled his briefs down and over his balls, just enough for you to access everything freely.

You threw a leg over his thigh and your hand wrapped around his cock once again. He had begun to harden in your grasp but you couldn’t quite get enough friction. You slid down his body and turned so the camera could get a clear view of what you were about to do. 

You held him in your hand and swiped your tongue across the head of his cock. You groaned at the taste of him and enveloped your lips fully around him. You swirled your tongue around the pink-hued tip and Mike’s breath caught slightly but he didn’t stir. 

You steadily bobbed your head, gradually taking more of him with every stroke. One hand stroked what you couldn’t reach while the other gently fondled his balls. You pressed your tongue against the underside of his shaft, and Mike’s cock twitched in your mouth. 

You pulled away and licked your lips when the ache between your thighs became too great. You carefully straddled his lap and ground against his cock, spreading your slick. A soft moan left you as the tip hit your clit just right. 

You brought your hand down to where your bodies met and aligned him with your entrance. The whine that escaped you as you lowered yourself onto him was loud and you slapped a hand over your mouth to muffle it. 

You missed his hands roaming your body as you rode him, but there was something so pleasurable about seeing the minute changes in his demeanor as you used him. You dipped down to press open-mouthed kisses against the column of his neck. You clenched at the thought of covering him with hickeys to find later. You leaned down and explored his chest with your lips and tongue. 

You smiled as small red marks covered his neck and chest. You were confident that they’d blossom into the purple marks you desired once he awoke. You began to rock your hips faster against him as one hand drifted down to circle your clit. You used your free hand to knead your breast, pinching and dragging your fingertip across the bud of your nipple. Your legs were beginning to burn and tremble but the familiar heat pooling in your belly spurred you on. 

You leaned forward, and the new angle had you reaching your peak in no time. You spasmed around him as you continued to jut your hips against him, riding out your high. A satisfied moan escaped you as you felt Mike twitch within you and he filled you with his cum. 

You panted softly as you slid off of him. You kissed his lips softly before fixing his briefs and covering him back up. You stopped the recording and quickly got dressed. You tucked the camcorder and tripod under your arm before leaving Mike’s home. In a few hours, you’d bring him the lunch you made him, tucking the VHS tape inside the paper bag. 

You’d hold the door for him, and walk him out to his car, smiling the entire time. 

“I hope you enjoy your lunch,” you’d mention. He’d grin, a knowing glint in his eyes. You’d leave the light on for him for when he came home.

[hoshifighting]

‎‎‎‎‎🎃 HoshiFighting Halloween Season

‎— Kinktober 2024 !

✨ Hey everyone, I'm excited to announce that I'll be participating in Kinktober 2024! I'll be focusing on writing only for Seventeen, and the content will be strictly 18+! Some of the contents were selected directly from my inbox! Welcome to Kinktober 2024!

WARNINGS: Some of the content in this Kinktober 2024 will feature fetish elements. If you're sensitive to explicit content or have any concerns about specific topics, please exercise caution and discretion before proceeding.

👻 PART ONE

‎— Day 1; Seungcheol ᯓ★ High Heels Fetish

‎— Day 2; Jeonghan ᯓ★ Virginity Loss

‎— Day 3; Joshua ᯓ★ Collar

‎— Day 4; Junhui ᯓ★ Role Reversal

‎— Day 5; Hoshi ᯓ★ Guided Masturbation

‎— Day 6; Wonwoo ᯓ★ Ghost Face

‎— Day 7; Woozi ᯓ★ Accidental Stimulation

🎃 PART TWO

‎— Day 9; Mingyu ᯓ★ Gun Play

‎— Day 8; Minghao ᯓ★ Candle Play

‎— Day 10; Seokmin ᯓ★ Window Sex

‎— Day 11; Seungkwan ᯓ★ Student/Professor Roleplay

‎— Day 13; Chan ᯓ★ Lap Dance

‎— Day 12: Vernon ᯓ★ Dominatrix

‎— Day 14; Seungcheol ᯓ★ Mutual Masturbation

🔮 PART THREE

‎— Day 15; Jeonghan ᯓ★ 69

‎— Day 16; Joshua ᯓ★ Fake Saint

‎— Day 17; Junhui ᯓ★ Sensitive Reader

— Day‎ 18; Hoshi ᯓ★ Wet Dream

— Day 19; Wonwoo ᯓ★ Brother's Best Friend

‎— Day 20; Woozi ᯓ★ Tutor + Spanking

‎— Day 21; Minghao ᯓ★ Telepathic Sex

🧸 PART FOUR

‎— Day 22; Mingyu ᯓ★ Stripper!Mingyu x Stripper!Reader

‎— Day 23; Seokmin ᯓ★ Under the Desk

‎— Day 24; Seungkwan ᯓ★ Aphrodisiac

‎— Day 25; Vernon ᯓ★ Slight Food Play

‎— Day 26; Chan ᯓ★ Exhibitionism

‎— Day 27; Seungcheol ᯓ★ Dildo Riding

‎— Day 28; Jeonghan ᯓ★ Anonymous Sex

🍷PART FIVE

‎— Day 29; Joshua ᯓ★ Succubus

‎— Day 30; Junhui ᯓ★ Balcony Sex

‎— Day 31; Hoshi ᯓ★ Halloween Party + Playboy Bunny Costume

✨ BONUS

— Tutor!Woozi (part 2)

— Telepathic Sex with Minghao (part 2)

© 2024 Hoshi Fighting | All Rights Reserved

[honey-on-your-tongue]

Logan Howlett Kinktober

Logan Howlett x fem!reader

Completed

Blog masterlist

Day one: sex pollen (part 1)

Day two: sex tape w/old man!Logan <3

Day three: mean!Logan

Day four: sex tape w/old man!Logan (part 2)

Day five: he gives you head

Day six: sex pollen (part 2)

Day seven: whipped cream

Day eight: naughty polaroids w/old man!Logan

Day 9: creampie

Day 10: overstimulation

Day 11: desperate reader

Day 12: bent over

Day 13: giving Logan head

Day 14: rope bunny

Day 15: in nothing but his shirt

Day 16: don't get caught

Day 17: breeding kink

Day 18: cumdump

Day 19: caught by old man!Logan

Day 20: mirror sex

Day 21: orgasm denial

Day 22: fingering in public

Day 23: pegging logan OR toys

Day 24: watching porn with old man!Logan

Day 25: mutual masturbation

Day 26: teasing Logan

Day 27: Logan jerking off (with a pair of your panties)

Day 28: just the tip...

Day 29: breathplay

Day 30: morning head

Day 31: kink size + dacryphilia

[tune-on-in-folks]

Welcome to my Kinktober Masterlist!

Day 1: Orgasm Control- Vox

Day 2: Aphrodisiac- Vox

Day 3: Soft and Sweet- Vox

Day 4: Overstimulation- Vox

Day 5: Hypnosis- Vox

Day 6: Mutual Masturbation- Vox

Day 7: Accidental Stimulation- Vox

Day 8: Somnophilia- Vox

Day 9: Marking- Alastor

Day 10: CNC- Vox

Day 11: Rut- Alastor

Day 12: Face Fucking- Alastor

Day 13: Praise- Alastor

Day 14: Breeding- Vox

Day 15: Thigh Riding- Alastor

Day 16: Threesome- Alastor and Vox

Day 17: Degradation- Alastor

Day 18: Angry Sex- Vox

Day 19: Phone Sex- Alastor

Day 20: Bondage- Alastor

Day 21: Cock-warming- Alastor

Day 22: Mirror Sex- Alastor

Day 23: Voyeurism/Exhibitionism- Vox

Day 24: First Time- Alastor

Day 25: Photoshoot- Vox

Day 26: Tentacles- Alastor

Day 27: Choking- Alastor

Day 28: Monster-fucking- Alastor

Day 29: Cuckolding- Alastor and Vox

Day 30: Office Sex- Vox

Day 31: Aftercare- Alastor and Vox

[anantaru]

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔’𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

hello my loves, i missed u 🫵🏻 if it's kinktober, I am more than delighted to go all out <3 I hope you enjoy it this year as well, thank you. ♡

𖧡 please note the following, some of those works may contain triggering content and kinks that might not be for you, do not click on something you aren't comfortable with, much love.

𖧡 links: main masterlist | ao3

𖧡 status: ongoing!

♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶ kinktober masterlist.

𖧡 important: the characters will be added on each day. + as last year, i will switch between headcanons but also whole written fics and so on. characters will vary each day.

𖧡 as i did last year, i will go with the flow and will add characters should I get a sudden idea or feel like they could fit there as well!

1. october ♰ size kink

genshin impact— capitano, wriothesley, zhongli, childe

honkai star rail— boothill, sunday

2. october ♰ power imbalance

genshin impact— neuvillette, diluc, ayato

honkai star rail— blade, jing yuan, aventurine

3. october ♰ lingerie

genshin impact— kazuha, scaramouche, kinich, alhaitham

honkai star rail— dan heng, moze

4. october ♰ body worship

genshin impact— xiao, heizou

honkai star rail— dr ratio, gallagher

5. october ♰ aphrodisiacs

genshin impact— venti, dottore, albedo

honkai star rail— gepard, luocha, jiaoqiu

6. october ♰ blow job, deepthroating

genshin impact— cyno, tighnari, sethos, kaveh

honkai star rail— welt, luka, sunday

7. october ♰ monsterfucking & dragon cock

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8. october ♰ doggy / ass lovers

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9. october ♰ threesome

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10. october ♰ dirty talk

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11. october ♰ breeding

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12. october ♰ cockwarming

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13. october ♰ biting/marking

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14. october ♰ yandere/corruption

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15. october ♰ pussy slapping

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16. october ♰ aftercare

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17. october ♰ virginity loss

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18. october ♰ overstimulation

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19. october ♰ daddy kink

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20. october ♰ dacryphilia

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21. october ♰ jealousy

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22. october ♰ mirror syx

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23. october ♰ squirting

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24. october ♰ brat taming

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25. october ♰ orgasm denial

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26. october ♰ innocence syx

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27. october ♰ drunk syx

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28. october ♰ face sitting

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29. october ♰ nipple play

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30. october ♰ hate syx

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31. october ♰ dom / man handling

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1. bonus ♰ LOCKED

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©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[dollfacefantasy]

PRETTY AS A PRINCESS ♡

pairing: logan howlett x fem!reader

summary: you and logan have to work on halloween, but on the bright side, that means you get to dress up. and even better, you get to give him a little preview of the costume you've chosen.

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, ddlg, slight dumbification

wc: 3.2k

a/n: reblogs, comments, and asks are appreciated <33

kinktober slot: day 29 - ddlg

"You sure you don't need my help in there?" Logan calls to you.

"I got it. Just gimme a second," your voice responds, slightly muffled from the walk-in closet door separating the two of you, "So impatient."

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head, a smile rising to his lips. Normally, that comment would get you a small swat on the ass, but he decides to let it go for now.  You were in a particularly good mood today. The two of you had been assigned a mission next week that fell on Halloween. At first, you'd been unhappy about that, but then the professor informed you that it meant you were going undercover at a Halloween party - which meant you got to dress up.

For the past couple weeks, you'd been thinking about this costume choice as if it was the most important decision you'll ever make in your life. There were just so many options as you'd put it. So many colors and cuts. 

He knew you, so he knew it'd be something cute. But thus far, you hadn't actually shown him what you picked. Today it arrived in the mail, which is why tonight, you made a big deal of revealing it to him.

"Are you ready?" you finally ask.

"I've been ready. Let's see it."

The closet door creaks open. Before you exit, you peak your head out, flashing him a quick smile. Your excitement oozes from every pore on your body, flooding the room as you finally step out from behind the mahogany.

His prediction had been right - you look very cute. You strut out to him in what seems to be a princess costume. A tight corset wraps around your waist while frills and lace compliments your bust. The skirt goes down to your mid thigh, flowy and sweet while teasing enough flesh to be seductive. A sparkling tiara rests atop your head, and long, smooth gloves cover you fingertip to elbow. 

Skipping over, you stop in front of him. "So... what do you think?" you ask with a coy cock of your head.

His eyes scan you up and down, but of course, his mind has been made.

"Do you really have to ask?" he teases, "You look beautiful."

A bright smile spreads over your face when the inevitable answer hits your ears.

He chuckles at the reaction and reaches out to grab your waist. He really does adore this little get-up. It suits you just right, and on top of that, he can already tell how it makes you feel.

From the beginning of your relationship, Logan had a suspicion you'd be into this kind of thing. The whole princess thing. And along with that, the whole daddy thing. 

While you could be fierce in the field, sharp and quick, there was another side to you. A side that liked things soft and gentle, that yearned to be taken care of. It was the same part of you that came out when he sat you on his lap, running the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip. The part that made your head go fuzzy and your eyes glossy when he'd speak in a lower tone or call you a sweet name.

Over the course of knowing you, he'd found there were more triggers than delicate touches and tender words though. It was easier for you to slip into this dreamier headspace when you were tired or sad. You also liked when he took over simple tasks for you. But another one was definitely when you felt pretty. That always seemed to bring the d-word out from between those plush lips.

He found it a little odd at first, but he loved you. He could roll with you calling him daddy if that's what you wanted. And after a while, it didn't seem so strange anymore. He found himself craving your voice ringing out those two syllables, calling for only him when you felt your most vulnerable.

He spins you around between his thighs and kisses the warm back of your neck. The zipper on your dress hadn't been pulled all the way up. His fingers find the small metal piece to tug, pulling on it a little to tease before fixing the garment.

"Were you gonna wear it like this to the party, babydoll?" he asks, voice slipping into that lovingly condescending tone, "Give everybody there a nice show?"

A giggle bursts from you. Vibrates up your sternum through your throat and from your mouth. With how close he is to you, he can feel each bit.

"No," you say as if it's obvious. From your cadence alone, he can tell his set of suspicions was correct. You're starting to slip.

"So you need daddy's help then?" he mocks, dropping his voice. His teeth nip at the shell of your ear, tugging a little and beckoning more laughter from you.

"I guess..."

"You could've just said that then. I know my little girl can't be expected to do everything on her own."

You hum with petulant agreement. Your head tilts back to rest on his shoulder at the same time the back of your dress closes up. He kisses up your spine, the metal teeth chasing his lips.

"There we go," he says with a small pat to your hip.

You turn around to face him again. The fabric of your skirt flies up a little with the mini twirl. He smooths it back down for you before gazing at those eyes glimmering with admiration.

"Could you help me with my socks and shoes too? I accidentally forgot them out here."

"Did you now?" he smirks. He knows your games. If he doesn't offer to do things for you, then you make sure to create a situation in which the chances of that happening increase.

"Mhm," you say, nodding up and down in big bobs.

"Well go get them, and bring 'em here."

Obeying the command like it's a second nature, you pad over to the chair by the closet and dig inside the package to get the matching pieces to this outfit. He watches you pull out ivory thigh highs with little bows at the meshy hems and a pair of dainty heels. 

The items swing back and forth at your sides as you waltz to him. He takes them from you and sets them on the mattress. Standing up, his form rises above your own. He guides you so that your positions are reversed. Your thighs press against the blankets before he guides you down to sit.

"Be a good girl and sit still for me now. We'll get you all dolled up," he directs.

In a move no one else besides you ever sees, he crouches down before you. He gets on his knee and grabs one of the socks off the bed. The material stretches under his careful fingers as he prepares it for you. One of his hands takes your ankle, boosting your leg up.

The thin, white fabric slides over your foot first. Just as he did with the zipper, he kisses your ankle, then your calve, your knee and then your thigh. He feels your pupils lock on him. He doesn't even have to look up. His mind knows the way they’re dilating while set upon him.

He shimmies the sleeve around your leg, making sure the little bow sits at the front. "That look right?" Now his eyes look up at your own.

The two small spheres look as he'd imagined, blown-out and ultra-focused on him. Your bottom lip is between your teeth too. "Mhm. Thank you, daddy," you answer softly.

"No problem, baby."

Now, he moves to your other limb. He repeats the process. Smooches land on your skin, flowing along the path the sock follows. That one gets put in the proper place too. He pushes your legs together, looking at the pair next to each other. The bows sit there staring back at him. He didn't know how he was supposed to focus on whatever you were actually going to this halloween party for when you looked like this.

"Cute, huh?" he asks.

You nod and smile.

After seeing your legs closed, the only natural next move would be to spread them apart. His thumbs hook against your inner thighs, the rest of his digits curling over the rest of the doughy flesh. He pushes them away from each other. The growing distance causes the silky skirt to ride up and allows him to see what you wear beneath your pretty dress.

Matching panties. The same kind of lace that framed your collar fans across your pelvis. It's fashioned in the same style and color as the rest of what you're wearing. He can feel heat pooling between his legs just from a quick glance.

"Are these new too?" he asks, tugging you to the edge of the mattress and pushing your skirt away.

"Yeah... Do you like them?" you check.

"You're smarter than that, baby," he says. He leans in and presses a kiss to your cunt over the fabric. The gesture's so chaste, but you feel your tummy flutter with the first beat of arousal.

"I just wanna make sure since I got them for you," you tell him.

"All for me? Never knew you could be so thoughtful, sweetheart."

You scoff and pout at him from above. "Yes you did."

He laughs softly at that and pecks your inner thigh a few times as penance. "Maybe. I guess you can be sweet when you wanna."

His tongue flicks out to lick back up to the new panties. The scent of your desire grows more prevalent. He knows you're getting wet for him. Bringing one finger up, he traces over the cloth, from where your slit is to your cute little clit. He does that a few times before hooking around the entire section and pulling it aside. Like he expected, your folds glisten for him.

"Poor baby. Is daddy getting you all messy?" he coos with a smug look.

"Yeah," you whimper. The shudder you'd been repressing washes over your body.

"It's only right I clean my pretty princess up then, hm?" he asks, still mocking you with his eyes.

You nod again, your confirmation wordless this time.

He brings his face to your center and lays a more passionate kiss upon the slick skin. His lips engulf your sex, his tongue dancing against your clit teasingly. Instantly, you whine and dig your gloved fingers into the sheets. Your legs find their places on his shoulders, convincing him to lean deeper into the junction of your thighs.

His tongue flattens, lapping your pussy with a nearly feral lust. It's no secret that Logan loves your taste. Not a drop of you goes to waste if he can spare it. He feels your thighs quivering against each side of his head and brings his free hand to rest on top of one. The security of him holding you there settles you slightly. But the position also gives him leverage to keep you close.

He sucks on your clit and then fucks his tongue into you. You try to writhe. Your hips buck at the onslaught of pleasure flaring up at your core, but he has an inhumane grip on you. You haven't cum yet, but you're gushing onto his face all the same.

"Daddy," you mewl, barely able to get the word out, "You're gonna ruin the underwear."

He's rock hard now at the whiny sound of your voice. You always get that way when you're near the edge. Your lip starts to wobble. Your voice gets pitchy as your demands grow needy. The look in your eyes just makes everything you say sound like begging.

Not one to normally be interrupted, he twirls the tip of his tongue around your bundle of nerves. But the words you spoke begin to register in his brain, and he reluctantly pulls back. His eyelids droop down with lust. Your fluids coat his chin and make some of his facial hair shimmer from the wetness.

"That's true, baby. Can't get these all soaked and destroyed before the party."

He rises to his feet again, pulling your panties all the way off simultaneously. Then his hands drop to his pants. He rids himself of his belt and undoes his fly.

"Plus, I think I have another way I can show you how much I like this new dress."

Taking his cock out, he tugs on it a few times. A few pearls of precum bead at the tip. His favorite part about getting his dick out is watching your reaction to it. No matter how many times you've seen it, you still seem so in awe. You marvel at the size and the way it flushes. Your eyes track the veins sprawling over it and sneak a glance at the heavy set of balls hanging below his shaft. He doesn't think you could look any more longing if you tried.

You're already soaked, so all he has to do is line up and slide in. Whining as he pounds himself into the hilt, your eyes start to go starry. He gets a firm grip on the swell of your hips in order to drag himself back and then pump himself forward again.

"Daddy... slow down," you pout, "s'too big."

He chuckles at your performance and slams in again just as hard. "No, no. C'mon, baby. Daddy needs this. He's gotta show you what you do to him in this little dress. And I know you can take it."

His hips continue to bump your ass as he thrusts back and forth. It's easy for him to find the rhythm you like. He settles into it and rocks in and out of your tight cunt. It feels like pure, concentrated bliss for him; always does. Your velvety walls, spasming and sucking on his cock. Silently crying 'more more more.'

"Pretty girl... we're gonna be doing this at the party too if you're not careful," he grunts.

You babble and squirm on the bed, lazily nodding at the sound of his voice. It's so cute, he thinks. The way you go dumb so quick and easy.

"Mhm. You're gonna drive me crazy. Might have to pull you into one of the bathrooms and bend you over the counter. See how cute this outfit looks from the back," he continues.

Your back arches off the plush surface. A physical stamp of approval on his plan.

"Gonna have you screaming so loud everyone there hears and knows what a good girl you are for your daddy," he breathes.

Leaning down, he removes a hand from your hip and brings it to cup your jaw. The pads of his fingers dig into your fleshy cheeks. Your lips puff out a little, begging for a kiss. He gives you a quick peck but never stops the ricocheting of his pelvis.

"You're so precious," he murmurs against your skin.

Meanwhile, his hips seem like their mission is to obliterate you down below. They ram forward and back, jostling your body on the bed. You can barely find the will to choke out "Daddy, daddy, daddy. Can I cum? Please."

Your voice is wrecked, even pitchier than before. He bobbles your head into a little nod with his hand. Your glassy eyes stay on him the whole time though. 

"Yeah, you can," he agrees.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," you babble and fling your arms around him to keep him close. Not that he was going anywhere. He stays balls deep in you through the sensation of you tightening up and gushing all over him. Your walls flutter and squeeze. You writhe like you're possessed, and your eyes give that same impression as they roll back. Half-words spill from your lips begging, "Da- Plea- oh fuck-"

"Language, baby," he chides mockingly, his own tone growing strained.

You respond with total sincerity though. "'m sorry, daddy. Just- hnnngh- just feels so good."

"I know it does. Too much for you to handle, hm?"

You shake your head but the motion is so wild, it barely comes across as a declaration of disagreement.

"Use your big girl words, sweetheart," he coos. His desire tightens between his hips. He feels the familiar pressure and the way his balls draw up with the need to spill inside you.

"I can do it- ah!" you squeal, "I can take it. Just want daddy to finish inside."

His face falls down to rest in the crook of your neck. "If that's what you want, princess."

They're the last words he gets out before a groan rumbles in his chest. His release fires out with fervor. Spills into you in strong ropes. You sigh, eyes rolling back as warm satisfaction fizzles in your belly. The sensation melts you down from the whiny mess you had been into a boneless, whimpering puddle.

He pants against your skin. Hot puffs of air hit your neck as he starts coming down. Slowly, his cock slides out of you, popping out with a squelch. Two thick fingers find your hole and fuck the cum that was leaking out of you back in. You whimper at the intrusion to your sensitive cunt, but he smirks at you.

"Shh, shh, shh. It's ok, baby. We don't want any of this getting on your pretty dress, do we? Can't make a mess of it yet."

Your head bobbles in lazy agreement. He continues pumping his fingers into your soaked entrance while placing gentle kisses all over your face. 

When he finishes, he pulls your panties and his pants back up and then recedes to his knees again. He takes the heels from the bed and slides your feet into them. Taking care to make sure the strap is in place, he fastens the buckle on each and then lets them fall to the floor.

"Think you can walk in those still? Or did daddy get you too dizzy?" he asks.

"I can," you huff.

Pushing yourself off the bed, your legs wobble like those of a baby deer. You move across the bedroom, swaying a little but not enough to topple over and crash to the ground. He can tell you're waddling slightly, probably from the cum slowly seeping out of you again.

The costume looks gorgeous as ever with all the pieces put together. You readjust the tiara on your head and do a little spin for him before heading back over to the chair you initially pulled this dress from. You fish out what seems to be a basic wolf mask and show it to him.

"I got this for you," you beam.

His eyebrows raise incredulously. "I'm not wearing that."

You give him a look of your own, seconds away from stamping your foot. "Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"Am not."

"Are too! You have to dress up, Charles already said!" you insist and bring the mask to him, "Plus don't you wanna match? It's like beauty and the beast."

He barks out a laugh. "Is that what I am to you? A beast?" he teases, pulling you close again.

"Well yeah, but in a good way," you grin.

"Hm. We'll see. I'll think about it," he says.

You're about to whine out a please, but he stops you with a kiss. He knows he'll be hearing tons of that for the next few weeks.

[alwaysanundertone]

KINKTOBER 2024

Hey! This is my first time joining this challenge, so I’m asking you, once again, to be kind 💓

Anyways, here’s the prompts, I may change something along the way but I think that you can already have a rough idea.

If you want to be tagged on them, comment this post and I will tag you 🩷 sending lots of kisses mwuah

Day 1: oral (fem receiving) | James Potter x fem! reader

Day 2: food play | wolfstar x fem! reader

Day 3: multiple orgasms | poly!marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 4: wax play | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 5: aftercare | poly! marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 6: sensory deprivation | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 7: daddy kink | Draco Malfoy x fem! reader

Day 8: first time | Regulus Black x fem! reader

Day 9: somnophilia | Jegulus x fem! reader

Day 10: choking | Barty Crouch Jr x fem! reader

Day 11: begging | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 12: mirror play | Regulus Black x fem! reader

Day 13: overstimulation | Enzo Berkshire x fem! reader

Day 14: bet’s on | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 15: sensation play | poly! marauders x fem! reader

Day 16: knives play | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 17: being ignored kink | Theodore Nott x fem! reader

Day 18: spanking | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 19: dirty talk | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 20: lap dance | Mattheo Riddle x fem! reader

Day 21: fingering | Blaise Zabini x fem! reader

Day 22: magic | Tom Riddle x fem! reader

Day 23: praise kink | poly! marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 24: temperature play | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 25: squirting | Lorenzo Berkshire x fem! reader

Day 26: public tease | James Potter x fem! reader

Day 27: breeding kink | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 28: cockwarming | wolfstar x fem! reader

Day 29: orgasm denial | Jegulus x fem! reader

Day 30: bondage | Barty Crouch Jr x fem! reader

Day 31: mask | poly! marauders x fem! reader

[aceyalonso]

sera's kinktober masterlist 2024

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 : 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝

how? send an ask, pairing a driver with the available day! ↳ example: "hi! can I request [driver] + [day #___]?"

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

✮ the posting schedule will be from october to november. i was unable to write as much as i wanted to for this because of familial matters i can’t discuss, i hope you guys understand! 🥲

✮ AHHH!! my first kinktober ever, so please don't be too harsh :,) ✮ please note that some of these works/chapters contain content and kinks that might not be your cup of tea, please do not click on something that you're not comfortable with ✮ i will only write a maximum of 4 fics for each driver (so that there won't be too many of each driver) ✮ this list will be a mix of full fics and drabbles. ✮ some of the days here already have drivers assigned, but rest assured majority of these are up for grabs!

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭!

what days are available? ↳ i will remove the days that have already been taken. ✮ day 3 - biting (requested by anon) ✮ day 9 - lap dance (requested by anon) ✮ day 11 - temperature play (requested by anon) ✮ day 12 - mutual masturbation (requested by anon) ✮ day 13 - deepthroating (requested by anon) ✮ day 15 - begging (requested by anon) ✮ day 17 - dacryphilia (requested by anon) ✮ day 19 - bondage (requested by anon) ✮ day 20 - ass worship (requested by @cleopatrick-123) ✮ day 21 - breeding (requested by anon) ✮ day 22 - orgasm denial (requested by anon) ✮ day 23 - overstimulation (requested by @nandolonso) ✮ day 24 - voyeurism (requested by anon) ✮ day 25 - nipple play (requested by @bad268) ✮ day 26 - wax play (requested by anon) ✮ day 28 - public sex (requested by @menagerofmischief) ✮ day 29 - hair pulling (requested by @nepobbylver)

day 1 (october 1st) - humiliation kink with sebastian vettel | "don't cover your mouth, let them hear it liebling."

synopsis - sebastian rewarding his ever so hard-working secretary

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 2 (october 3rd) - threesome with lando norris & oscar piastri | "look osc, she's taking it so well"

synopsis - what happens when lando catches y/n and oscar in a rather... compromising position?

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 3 (october 5th) - biting with oscar piastri | “jesus fuck, are you are a vampire or something?”

synopsis - biting has weirdly always been a part of y/n's love language, what happens when she bites oscar where he's a little bit more than just sensitive?

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 4 (october 7th) - overstimulation with lando norris | "be a good girl f'me, i know you can take another round"

synopsis - win celebrations look a little different for lando norris this time around

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 5 (october 9th) - jealous sex with oscar piastri | "i don't have to be inside you to make you feel good."

synopsis - oscar and his jealous tendencies can lead to some... eventful consequences

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 6 (october 11th) - daddy kink with jenson button | "spread your legs for daddy, i wanna see you"

synopsis - art and money have always been the two constants in y/n's life, what happens when those two constants result in a sugar daddy who happens to own an art gallery?

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 7 (october 13th) - hate fucking with lance stroll | "this is what you wanted, isn't it? to prove you're better than me?"

synopsis - the fashion industry has always been a dog-eat-dog world or a rival-fuck-rival world (for lance and y/n, at least)

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 8 (october 15th) - sensory deprivation with fernando alonso | "don’t argue mi princesa, just put the blindfold on.”

synopsis - fernando always loved the way silk looked on y/n he loved how it hugged her figure, he loved how it would make her look like a goddess, whether it was the dress he bought for her or her wearing nothing the silk blindfold

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 9 (october 17th) - lap dance with daniel ricciardo | “fuck, keep moving like that and i’ll bend you over the bar.”

synopsis - what happens when y/n does a simple dance routine that turns into something dirtier?

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 10 (october 19th) - mirror sex with george russell | "look at yourself, so gorgeous."

synopsis - ever since y/n and george started spending some weekends on the boat, she has always wondered why he needed to have a mirror on the wall and on the ceiling of the bedroom

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 11 (october 21st) - temperature play with kimi raikkonen | “didn’t i tell you to stay still?”

synopsis - y/n knew that marrying the so-called "iceman" of formula 1 certainly has its hot and cold times, especially when it's kimi using ice cubes in the bedroom

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 12 (october 23rd) - mutual masturbation with charles leclerc | "show me how you like it, i want to see you squirm."

synopsis - who knew that watching 50 shades of grey with your best friend could end so well?

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 13 (october 25th) - deepthroat with max verstappen | “you look so pathetic like this.”

synopsis - max can't seem to escape the norris' after that terrible race in Austria. The only difference? Y/n was actually worth Max's time (and stamina)

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 14 (october 27th) - tattoos with lewis hamilton | "i didn't know you got a spine tattoo."

synopsis - a little rain never hurt anyone... not until lewis almost breaks y/n's back (in a good way)

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 15 (october 29th) - begging with charles leclerc | "you look so adorable like this, begging for me."

synopsis - a bad day at work and a good fiance would and will always end well

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 16 (october 31st) - lingerie with carlos sainz | "turn around, for me hermosa? i want to see the back again."

synopsis - spending 23 grand on a shopping spree? that's something only y/n can do, but of course the money spent will always be worth it, especially when she gets something that can benefit her and carlos

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 17 (november 2nd) - dacryphilia with ollie bearman | “you’re so pretty with tears in your eyes.”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 18 (november 4th) - spanking with charles leclerc | "feel that? that's for flirting with fucking team mate."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 19 (november 6th) - bondage with lewis hamilton | "look at you, all helpless and desperate."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 20 (november 8th) - ass worship with logan sargeant | “babe, just sit on my face oh my god.”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 21 (november 10th) - breeding with logan sargeant | "i'm going to fill you up so well baby"

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 22 (november 12th) - orgasm denial with sebastian vettel | “you won’t be cumming, not unless i tell you to.”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 23 (november 14th) - edging with fernando alonso | "you can't handle this, can you?"

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 24 (november 16th) - voyeurism with oscar piastri | “don’t let my presence stop you, keep going.”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 25 (november 18th) - nipple play with ollie bearman | “what’s that poking through your shirt?”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 26 (november 20th) - wax play with charles leclerc | "close your eyes and let me take control, mon cheri. i'll decide where the wax goes."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 27 (november 22nd) - size difference with ollie bearman | "i want you to feel every vein and every inch of my cock."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 28 (november 24th) - public sex with oscar piastri | “are you crazy? what if we get caught?”

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 29 (november 26th) - hair pulling with carlos sainz | "you like that don't you?"

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 30 (november 28th) - food play with lewis hamilton | "you taste so fucking sweet baby."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

day 31 (november 30th) - oral fixation with daniel ricciardo | "suck on it, show me how much you want it."

synopsis

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞