#PLEASE PLEASE PLEASS LET ME GET WHAT I WANT….

[stunie]

PLEASS PLEASS PLEASEEE UME’S PART I RAN OUT OF TAGS BUT UMe’S part!!! THE DIALOGUS THE SIZE KINK ??? I’M GOING INSANS

hitting it raw!

— letting wind breaker boys hit it raw for the first time (wc: 4.3k)

sakura haruka, suo hayato, togame jo, kaji ren, umemiya hajime (separate) x fem reader

contains explicit nsfw content, minors do not interact

tw: creampie, hair pulling, overstimulation, squirting, pet names (baby, sweetheart, pretty girl, good girl, angel), dacryphillia, toys (vibrator), light choking, semi-public sex (restaurant bathroom), unprotected sex, size difference, belly bulge, mentions of birth control pills

sakura haruka (wc: 0.8k)

⸻ oral (m receiving), hair pulling, unprotected sex

“don’t-” sakura grunted, hips jolting up as you took him deeper into your mouth. he reached down blindly, hands finding your hair and tugging hard in an attempt to pull you off him.

you moaned at the feeling instead, the vibrations causing him to jerk up into you again. one hand came up to squeeze his balls as you eased the rest of his cock down your throat, stopping only when your nose was nestled in the hair at the base of his length. he opened his eyes to the sight of you blinking up at him prettily, and the image alone had him coming undone.

his breath hitched, groans echoing from above you. he threw his head back and brought an arm up to cover his eyes as thick ropes of cum shot down your throat.

you released his dick with a loud pop!, grinning up at sakura from your kneeling position between his legs. you opened wide, tongue lolling out to show not a single drop of cum after swallowing the load he released in your mouth.

“i—” sakura swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to even out his breathing. “i told you not to swallow…” he grumbled, willing his head to lean forward so he could get a better look at your face. his other hand remained in your hair, smoothing down the pieces that stuck up. you kissed his tip gently, giggling when his hips jerked at the movement.

“you’re still hard,” you noted, resting your head on his thigh, palm cushioning your cheek. “wanna go again or need a break?”

sakura’s ears flushed red, brows scrunching together in embarrassment. “you haven’t cum yet,” he scowled. you grinned at his response, finding how angry and sensitive he gets post nut cute. you let him know as much, and watched as the rest of his face heated up. “just—give me a second. can’t feel my damn legs.”

“i can go on top,” you offered, not waiting for a response and shimmying your bottoms down your legs. sakura’s eyes zeroed in on the wet spot on your panties, mouth instantly going dry.

he stared in wonder at the string of slick connecting your underwear to your core, mind going numb at the way you straddled his lap. your fingers made quick work of stretching yourself out, and he felt himself grow harder, if possible. his eyes locked onto your hand, following your movement until you held your slick-coated fingers up to his face. almost unconsciously, he opened his mouth and whimpered at your taste.

deeming yourself ready, you lined up sakura’s cock to your entrance, giggling to yourself at the way his eyes seemed to roll to the back of his head.

“wait, grab a—oh, fuck,” he grunted out at the feeling of your wet heat enveloping his bare cock. you sunk down slowly, pausing every few seconds to let yourself adjust to his size. “get off—‘m not wearing a condom.”

you ignored him, eyes focused on the way your hole sucked him in. sakura’s hands found their way to your waist, squeezing in warning at the way you rut your hips against his.

“oh, you like it raw, huh?” you teased, gasping when the blunt head of his cock nudged the sensitive spot inside you. you continued moving slowly, opting to circle your hips over bouncing on his cock.

suddenly, you found yourself on your back on the floor, the buttons of your forgotten skirt digging uncomfortably into your shoulder. sakura hovered over you, arms shaking in exertion and breaths coming out in heavy pants. the way you were grinding on him almost sent him over the edge, balls tightening at the way your tits moved over him. he couldn’t help the way he manhandled you, any more and he would’ve came in seconds.

“wait,” he breathed out, forehead leaning down to rest on your collarbones. you felt so tight and wet, pussy squeezing him in a vice grip. your arms circled his neck, fingers playing with the hair at his nape, tugging slightly at his lack of movement.

“i said i’d go on top,” you complained, lifting your hips up in an attempt to get some sort of friction from sakura’s still body.

“and i said wait,” he repeated, body slowly beginning to move against yours. you let out a small moan at the feeling of his cock dragging through your walls, trailing off into a high pitched gasp at the feeling of his fingers on your clit. “acting like no condom wasn’t a big deal,” he growled out, hips snapping roughly against yours. you squealed at a particularly rough thrust, fingers tightening in his hair as you pulled.

“feels good, doesn’t it, haru?” you cooed out, clenching as hard as you could. his thrusts stuttered, a hand coming up to steady himself against you.

“enough,” he breathed against your neck. “let me make you feel good too.”

suo hayato (wc: 0.9k)

⸻ edging, hair pulling, toys (vibrator), dacryphillia, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, pet names (sweetheart, pretty girl)

you thought you knew better than to accept any kind of challenge or proposal from your boyfriend, knowing that every idea that ever left his head was usually for his own benefit. but for once, you were determined to win a bet.

for the past what felt like hours, you had been trapped under suo, writhing as he held a vibrator to your clit and his tongue explored inside you.

the promise of raw sex on the condition that you don’t cum had you holding on to your last shred of sanity, eyes clouded over but focused on a shadow on the ceiling. you’re sure the bedsheets were soaked underneath you, the slick feeling of your juices running down your thighs and almost to your knees.

“five more minutes,” suo mused from between your legs, the bottom half of his face shining, covered in your slick. “you’re doing better than i expected, aren’t you?”

you whimpered in response, knowing that not responding at all would have suo doing everything he could to make you cum. he grinned at the sound, diving back into you and clicking the vibrator to a higher setting. your body jerked up, but the one hand holding your hip kept you from jolting into suo’s mouth.

“uh-uh,” he tutted, pulling away from you. you whined at the loss of contact, but made sure to keep your hips planted firmly on the bed. if you even attempted to chase after his fingers or mouth, you’re sure he would’ve edged you for a few more hours. “you were so close, there. what a shame.”

suo made quick work of flipping you over, chuckling at the hazy look in your eyes. you hardly noticed the way he manhandled you, head reeling from the orgasm he ripped away from you. but the familiar rip of foil behind you brought you back to reality, head whipping back to stare at suo holding a condom.

“hayato…” you whined, tears lining your eyes. “but you promised you wouldn’t…” he had you bent over, one hand running up and down your side while the other held your wrists together behind your back.

“i don’t know, sweetheart,” suo teased from behind you, the hand caressing you paused to pinch your skin. “you also said you wouldn’t move at all.”

“i didn’t! p-please,” you hiccuped, tears already streaming down your face and smudging your mascara. “didn’t cum at all… promised i wouldn’t.”

you felt a hand come up to gently swipe underneath your eyes, unaware of the way suo’s pants tightened at the sight of your tears.

“i know,” he said simply. “if i wanted you to cum, you would’ve. try again and ask nicely.”

“wanna cum on your cock,” you choked out, words garbled with the steady stream of tears. “please don’t use it…” your voice trailed off into light sobs, eyes focused on the condom and hands attempting to break out of his hold.

“that wasn’t hard, was it?” suo relented, taking pity on you. he slipped the open packet into one of your hands, relishing in the way you crumpled it in your grip and the dopey smile that appeared on your face.

the sound of his zipper already had you salivating. he still held your hands together behind your back, so you could only imagine what he was doing to finally free his aching cock.

you could feel him behind you, his leaking tip lining up at your entrance and thrusting in in one smooth movement. the high you’ve been chasing for the past hour finally came when he bottomed out, cock nudging at your cervix. your head fell forward, mouth dropping into a soundless scream while your pussy fluttered and squeezed around his dick.

he released your hands in order to hover himself over you fully, your own following to grip his wrists loosely.

“look at that…” you heard him mutter lowly, breath fanning across your shoulder. “you’re making a mess on my bed, pretty girl. i barely stuffed you and you already came.”

you pressed your cheek into the sheets, trying to catch your breath as you lay still for a moment. you gasped at the feeling of your head being lifted, suo’s hand buried into your hair as he turned you to face him.

“you want more?” he asked, pulling his hips all the way back until only the tip remained in you, before slamming all the way back in, balls hitting your clit in the perfect spot. your head fell slack again, drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth at the feeling. suo repeated his ministrations, snapping his hips into yours and leaning over to get a better look at your fucked out expression. “i asked a question.”

“wan’ more…” you slurred out, tongue lolling out as suo subtly angled his hips to hit the sensitive spot inside you. “want y’re cum inside…”

he paused, dropping your hair and pushing your face into the bed. out of the corner of your eye, you could see the hand supporting himself grip onto the sheets tighter, knuckles almost turning white.

“better make sure you don’t regret that then, sweetheart.”

togame jo (wc: 0.8k)

⸻ overstimulation, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, squirting, pet names (baby, doll)

“y’look so pretty like this, baby,” togame whispered into your thigh, teeth lightly grazing over the sensitive skin. his eyes locked onto your glistening folds and he grinned, lightly blowing air on your sensitive clit. you jolted under the movement, a small whimper escaping from your lips.

“jo,” you hiccuped, spent from the previous orgasms he pulled out of you. you wriggled under his grasp, hands reaching down to tug his hair, a sad attempt of getting him to face you properly. “want you…”

taking pity on you, togame lifted himself up and hovered over you, arms caging you in as he pressed a light kiss to your lips. his cock slid against your core, blunt head occasionally catching your clit. you moaned softly, hips bucking against his in an attempt to create more friction.

“you already have me,” he grunted, eyes locked on to where you touched, entranced with the way your juices soaked his cock.

“want more,” you whined, hands coming up to dig into his shoulders. he hissed at the way your acrylics dug into his skin, already anticipating the marks you’d leave behind. not that he minded, though. “want you inside,” you moaned, legs moving to wrap around his waist and lock him in place.

he hissed at the feeling of your pussy pressing his cock to his abdomen, a big hand coming in between your bodies to press you down against the bed. he ignored the whimper you made at the loss of contact, instead leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing kiss. “can’t today, baby. we’re out of condoms,” he whispered against your lips once he pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you.

“don’t care, i wanna feel you,” you whispered back, turning your head slightly to press light butterfly kisses to his face.

togame short circuited at your words, thoughts of your pussy dripping with his cum instantly plaguing his mind. his hips stuttered against yours before halting completely, cock pressing directly against your clit.

“don’t say that,” he groaned, head falling forward to rest against yours. “can’t control myself if you say shit like that.”

you squirmed under his weight, hands weakly pushing at his shoulders to get him to look at you. you couldn’t push him even if you tried, but you looked so pretty trying to get his attention that he lifted himself up anyway.

“why not?” you blinked up at him, tears of frustration gathering in your waterline.

togame groaned again, simultaneously feeling turned on and guilty at the thought of you crying. “don’t think i can pull out, baby.”

“who cares?” you pouted, a few tears escaping and trailing down your cheek. “can’t you just cum inside?”

he shuddered at your words, cock somehow getting bigger. he could never say no to you. “you sure?”

you nodded, still hiccuping from the tears while your hands looped around his neck. “want you inside now.”

togame couldn’t control himself any longer, the image of your spent pussy pushing out his seed plagued his mind. instantly, he had your legs tossed over his shoulders and sheathed himself inside you in one thrust.

you squealed at the intrusion, the new position allowing him to reach deeper than he usually does. the lack of protection between you had you feeling extra sensitive, the vein on the underside of his cock dragging against your entrance every time he thrusted in.

“you’re so wet,” he groaned, throwing his head back. your pussy fluttered at his deep voice, walls clamping down on him. “fuck, did you just get tighter? don’t—don’t squeeze me like that, baby.”

“‘s deep,” you slurred, mouth falling open when he tapped them. you closed your lips around the three fingers he gave you, moaning and salivating at the feeling of two holes being stuffed.

his other hand was positioned between you, heavy thumb resting on your clit, pressing extra hard when he thrusted back inside you. in no time, you felt your nth orgasm approaching, but this one felt a little different than the ones from earlier.

“wait! ‘s too much!” you moaned out, eyes snapping open and hands situating themselves on togame’s abdomen as you tried to push him away. “y’re too big, feels funny!”

he angled his hips slightly, rutting against the sensitive spot inside you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. the pressure of his cock dragging along your walls and his thumb on your clit had you seeing stars. your orgasm came crashing down on you, pussy forcing togame’s cock out of you as you gushed, juices covering his abdomen.

“shit, you’re so messy,” he groaned, watching in awe at the mess you made. he spread your legs again, easing himself back inside your fluttering hole. your body shook at the overstimulation, whining at the feeling of his cock filling you again

“you said you wanted to feel me, doll,” togame said, pausing to lick a long stripe up your ear. “stay nice and still for me, ‘kay? we’re not done til your pretty cunt’s filled with my cum.”

kaji ren (wc: 1.1k)

⸻ semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of birth control pills

“cut it out,” kaji hissed, one hand coming up to squeeze your jaw as a warning while the other tried to stop your fingers from undoing his pants zipper. the two of you squeezed in on the same side of a booth in some family restaurant downtown, but the sight of him punching a creep who tried hitting on you had you squirming and squeezing your thighs together the whole walk there.

“y’re really trying to do this now?” he muttered in disbelief, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“but you looked so good earlier,” you mumbled out, cheeks still squished together. “we haven’t fucked in, like, a week. missed your dick.”

an audible crunch echoed in the area, you tilted your head up slightly and watched as he swallowed thickly before spitting out the stick of his lollipop on the table.

“you keep doing this shit,” he groaned, ears turning red. “couldn’t’ve waited til we got home? fucksake.” despite his words, kaji adjusted his grip from your hand to your wrist, roughly pulling you up and dragging you to the restroom in the back, weaving through tables, over stray bags and a few legs sticking out.

he pushed the bathroom door open unceremoniously, eyes doing a quick sweep of the area before he turned to you for approval. “clean enough?”

your heart swelled at the consideration and you had half the mind to actually start swooning. instead, you pressed yourself into his back, smiling at his behavior before nodding. “mhm. you’re so cute.”

you could feel him stiffen in front of you, grip on your wrist tightening enough to hurt, before he slammed you against the closed door. his lips attached to yours, tongue forcing your lips open as a hand snaked down to your other lips.

he paused his movement eyes widening at what he felt under your skirt. “why are you wearing this shit…?” he mumbled, feeling lace and a concerning amount of fabric—barely any, to be exact.

“always wanna look my best for you,” you batted your eyes at him, grinning at the way his jaw clenched. the smile slipped off your face at the rip that echoed off the walls. you looked down to see half your panties in kaji’s hand and the other half slowly fluttering down to the floor. you gaped at the sight, jaw dropping in disbelief that your boyfriend actually ripped your underwear.

he ignored you, dropping down to his knees and lifting your skirt up. his eyes were situated on your leaky hole, mesmerized by the juices that were slowly trailing down your thigh.

“don’t have time to stretch you out properly. c’you handle it?” he asked, two fingers already prodding at your entrance. your knees buckled, arms flailing out to catch yourself on the wall to your left.

“s’okay, two’s enough,” you gasped out, feeling him press against the spongy spot inside you. “d’you have a condom? didn’t put a new one after last time.”

it was silent for a second, the squelching from between your legs pausing as kaji patted himself down for his wallet.

“didn’t bring it,” he grumbled. “shoulda waited til we got home.”

you felt your disappointment rise, even more so when kaji stood up and zipped his pants back up.

“wait, actually, can’t we go without it?” you proposed, instantly feeling defensive at kaji’s frown. “‘s not like i’m gonna get pregnant.”

his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

“got on the pill last month. can’t you just fuck me now?”

kaji swore under his breath, muttering to himself about how demanding you were, but the bulge in his pants was more than obvious to how he felt.

“keep your mouth shut, got it?” he asked, arms looping under your thighs to hoist you up and set you against the sink counter. you gripped onto his shoulders, pressing a kiss into his cheek at the motion.

“you’re the best!” you sang into his ear.

“shut up,” he mumbled, wrestling with his boxers to pull his cock out as you flipped your skirt up. “can’t believe the first time i’m fucking you raw’s in a public bathroom.”

“can’t believe you’re fucking me in a public bathroom,” you countered, gasping when you felt his cock nudge at your entrance.

“you were the one getting handsy out there, i don’t wanna hear shit from you,” and with one swift movement, kaji bottomed out completely.

you let out a loud moan at the feeling, your pussy struggling to take him in due to the lack of prep, walls stretching uncomfortably around his length. “keep going,” you whined when his hips instantly stilled.

“i told you to keep quiet.”

“sorry, ren,” you breathed out, head resting on his shoulder. “been a while. y’feel bigger than usual.”

his grip on your thigh tightened, probably enough to leave hand-shaped bruises. kaji started rutting into you, not fully pulling out but enough for you to start getting used to his size. one of his hands found your clit, causing you to squeal and jerk forward into him. he stopped moving again, his other hand coming up to snake around your neck and squeeze.

“keep your mouth shut,” he rasped, sweat gathering along his forehead and dripping down his neck. he breathed out onto your neck, an attempt at grounding himself.

“you gonna cum? two pump chump?” you teased, breath hitching at the new angle he was thrusting at.

“shut up. y’re fucking tight. ‘m never using a condom again,” he grunted out, panting right below your ear.

his praise went straight to your core, coupled with his strong thrusts and messy circles on your clit, your orgasm crashed down on you. you couldn’t help the moan that ripped its way past your lips, breath getting caught when kaji warningly squeezed your neck.

the lack of oxygen made you dizzy, walls clamping down on kaji at the stimulation. his thrusts became more erratic, cock slamming into you as he shot his load inside. his thrusts slowed as your cunt milked him of the last of his cum, your body twitching from the way he used your body.

“can’t believe you ripped my underwear,” you grumbled, standing up awkwardly in an attempt to keep kaji’s cum inside you. “you owe me a new pair.”

his hands came up to stabilize you, letting you lean into him as you caught your breath. a drop of his cum dripped out of you directly onto the bathroom floor. his eyes locked onto it, trailing up until they landed at the mixture of his and your cum leaking out of you.

shit, was he hard again?

“shut up,” he growled, face heating up. your ripped panties secured in his jacket pocket. “be grateful i didn’t plug you with that shit.”

umemiya hajime (wc: 0.7k)

⸻ size difference, belly bulge, unprotected sex (good girl, angel, pretty girl)

umemiya always thought you were pretty, but something about you in this position, spread out for him, had his heart swelling a little more than usual.

“where do you want me?” he breathed out, gently nosing your cheek and chuckling at the way you murmured his name. his fingers gently traced your folds, relishing in the way your body jerked at his touch.

“‘dun care,” you sniffled, tears pooling in your eyes. “jus’ want you, haji.”

umemiya’s jaw clenched at the admission, and he couldn’t help the way he ground his clothed dick against your exposed core. the friction of his jeans causing you to cry out and grip onto his shoulders.

“take ‘em off,” you whined, one hand snaking down to paw at his belt. “…please.”

“tell me where you want me first, pretty girl,” he cooed, pants getting impossibly tighter at the way you opened your eyes and peered innocently up at him.

“want you everywhere,” you admitted, hands coming up to cover your face as your cheeks heated up.

ume let out a curse under his breath, breath hitching at how cute you were being. you were laid bare for him, everything stripped from your body and multiple orgasms drawn out by him and you still felt shy.

“good girl,” he groaned, hands reaching down to finally remove his pants. despite your previous embarrassment, you sat up and laid your hands over his own, wanting to help him undress.

“wanna help you feel good, too,” you murmured shyly, cheeks heating up. umemiya had to stop himself from throwing his head back and groaning at the sight of you in front of him. “can i?”

“next time, angel,” he choked out, gently pushing you to lay back as he hovered over you. “let me feel you first, yeah?”

he lowered himself, pressing gentle kisses to your face as he began rutting against you, cock sliding messily through your folds. “feels big…” you muttered, pupils dilating the longer you stared at the man on top of you. “can it fit?”

ume felt himself get harder, if that was even possible, at your innocent tone. your teary eyes staring up at him tugged on his heart as he dropped down again to press a deep kiss to your lips.

“i’ll fit,” he’s confident. with how good you’ve been for him all night how could he not be? “trust me and i’ll take care of you, pretty girl.”

you clenched around nothing at the name, pussy already leaking all over his cock. “i trust you, haji,” you whispered out.

“open wide and relax f’me, okay?” his hands pushed your thighs further apart, pussy now on full display. his eyes locked onto your glistening hole, tongue darting out to wet his lips at the sight.

umemiya slowly started to ease himself in, holding himself back from thrusting in completely. the way your walls were stretching to fit him had him dizzy, head spinning from the grip you had on his cock. and the noises you made were downright sinful, whimpers and moans escaping your lips, your hand clamped over your mouth to muffle the sounds—oh, that’s no good.

“don’t hide,” he grunted out, gently bringing your hand down. “i wanna hear those pretty noises.”

he pushed in as much as he could, cock drenched in your juices until he met resistance a little more than halfway in. you squealed at the feeling, head thrown back and back arched as he filled you.

“it‘s too much!” you cried out suddenly, walls seizing against him. he pressed a hand to your belly, eyes widening at the bulge he felt and saw peeking through your skin.

umemiya leaned down to press another kiss to your lips, peppering your face in them as a few tears escapes your eyes.

“you can take it,” he encouraged, groaning at the way you tightened around him. he eased the rest of his length into your heat, smiling at the way he completely disappeared inside you. “good girl—like that.”

he circled a finger lightly around your clit, not expecting it to throw you over the edge. you let out a high pitched moan, head thrashing and nails scratching down his arms as an orgasm washed over you. your walls squeezed him tighter, almost sucking him in.

“you already came, angel?” he asked, breathless from how tight you held on to him. “let me see you do that one more time.”

note: big fat thank u to anyone who made it to the end, hugs for u! kaji’s section being the longest… yeah drinking my clown juice rn. lmk ur thoughts!

[cruel-angel]

dragging the bloated rotting corpse of the past to show-and-tell. again.

[latenightdaydreams]

Oh my g I literally love your late night walk fic SOOO MUCH PLEASSe can we have part two of konig fucking the reader senseless PLEASED 🙏🙏

Of course!!🥰

Late Night Walk Part2 (fem)

MDNI🔞

Part1

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, oral, p in v

2.1k word count

Tag list: @deffnotstarguys, @er3nslovergirl, @eevee-of-eternity, @daemondoll

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Later that day König is sitting in his office finishing up the mindless paperwork they keep pushing on his desk. Stressed and ready to go back to his room, he hears a knock on his door.

“Komm rein!” He leans back in his chair and looks towards the door, expecting to see someone with more paperwork.

But you walk through the door. With a playful little smirk on your lips. His eyes glued to you and how you walk through his office. You sit in front of him and avoid eye contact.

“Hallo Liebling.” König is pretty sure he knows why you’re here.

“Hello Colonel,” your voice makes it clear how nervous you are.

“Just call me König for now, we are both off duty.” No matter how relaxed the situation, König would never let a subordinate speak casually to him, but he wants you to know that you’re more than just a recruit to him.

“König,” you can help but to smirk as his name leaves your lips. “I came because…of what you said…earlier.”

König smiles under his mask, feeling excited that you really did come to him for sex. “Ja? Are you wanting to… come spend the night?” König crosses one leg over the other making it appear as if he is relaxed when in reality his heart is pounding and he’s already forming a chub.

“Yes…if that’s okay.” You look in his eyes but feel like your face is hot and desperately want to look away, but you want to appear confident.

“Okay. Let’s go.” König stands, towering over you as he reaches forward to turn off the lamp at his desk.

You both get up and walk to the door, he turns the lights off and locks his office door behind him before gesturing at you to follow him.

You both walk across base. König tries to slow his stride so he doesn’t leave you behind, but you don’t mind the view of his broad back and ass. The way he walked with such a confident swagger added to the attraction.

König was too nervous to say anything or look over at you so he just kept walking, eager to get you into his bed. Once in the hall for his quarters, his heart really picked up pace. He gets to his door and takes out his keys to open it. Inside it is simple but a lot bigger than your room. He has a king size bed since he is such a massive man. The room has a simple wooden desk and wooden dresser. Photos of him with his squad and his achievements near the desk.

You walk in and look around, taking everything in. You feel König’s hands rest on your hips as he brings your body to press against his. You begin to feel too bashful to even look at him as you relax and lean your body back on his.

“Tell me what you want, Häschen.” König’s voice was low and sensual.

“You.”

König smiles underneath his mask. He isn’t used to women, especially not ones as beautiful as you, desiring him so forwardly. He moves his hand up to his mask to lift it slightly, brushing your hair aside with the other hand as he leans down to kiss the soft skin on your neck.

You let out a shaky breath and lean your head to the side, allowing him more room to kiss you. His lips are soft and warm, leaving a wet trail behind each kiss. His free hand moves to your shoulders and down to your breast, squeezing it lightly. You can feel his erection growing, but too shy to reach behind you for it. He’s your Colonel after all and you feel the rank still carries into this moment.

Slowly, König moves his hand down to your waist and begins to pull at your tucked in shirt, both of you still in uniform, he pulls the tight black shirt up and quickly moves his hand under. He takes his time feeling the soft skin on your abdomen, small goosebumps covering you. Moving his hand up closer to the wire of your bra, he slips his hand underneath. Your breast feels so warm and soft in his hand. He moves his fingers around until he finds your nipple and begins to play with it between two fingers.

Your moans grow and encourage him to keep going. König lightly bites your neck before pulling his head away and letting his mask drop. He moves his hand from your breast to the small of your back, guiding you to the bed. He begins to pull your shirt off, his eyes dropping down to your breast, looking at how beautiful they look resting in your bra. He moves to take his own shirt off.

“Take your hair down.”

You reach behind your head to pull your hair out of your ponytail, fixing your hair as your eyes explore his chest. He is solid, covered in scars with a small happy trail of blonde hair. His hands move to his belt and you begin to undo yours as well. The both of you look in anticipation as you both pull your pants down.

You both stand in your underwear facing each other, König’s mask still on. He walks towards you, his hands wrapping around your waist as he looks down at you. Moving his hands up slowly he unhooks your bra, looking down at your breasts as they become exposed.

“Beautiful…” He whispers.

Getting on his knees before you he pulls down your underwear as he lifts his mask slightly and kisses your breasts, his tongue flicking your nipples. His finger gently touches back and forth from your clit through your folds, slowly getting wet as he touches you.

Feeling a rush of pleasure spread over you, you spread your legs a little more for him. He moves his hand further and stuck a finger into your tight hole. Your eyes close, your hand going to the back of his head and caressing the fabric of his mask as you let out gentle moans. His one finger felt the same as three of your own.

“You feel so tight Häschen.” König’s voice is almost unrecognizable as it drips with desire.

He withdraws his finger and stands. His boner is hard to ignore as it strains the fabric of his blue boxer briefs, a small spot of precum obvious. He reaches out for your hand and brings you to the bed.

“Do you suck cock?” He asks very directly.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Gut.”

He pulls your arm gently and lays you on the bed. He pulls off his underwear completely and joins you.

You lean forward and grab his cock on your hands and begin to stroke him, he lets out a soft grunt as he begins to rub your pussy. You move your face closer to his cock, smelling his natural musk and you couldn’t help but to love it.

You move your hand as he moves his body to lay his body the opposite way of yours on the bed, laying sideways. You move your body to match his. Your hand goes back to his cock and begins to stroke it again. You lean forward and lip the tip of his cock before backing away.

“Don’t be shy.” König brushes some of your hair away and gently guides your mouth to his cock.

You open your mouth and your lips wrap around him. König lets out a soft moan as he feels the wet warmth of you sucking the tip of his cock. He grabs one of your legs and pulls it to him, resting it over his shoulders, his head in between your thighs. He pulls off his mask and begins to kiss your pussy before burying his face into it. Moaning on his cock, you feel König’s hands squeeze your ass.

His lips wrap around your labia and he pulls his mouth back with a pop, “Du schmeckst so süß.” He says before going back to lick your clit. His hands begin to caress your ass before lightly spanking you.

Legs trembling as König devours your pussy, your mouth stretched around his cock. You bob your head quickly, one hand holding his balls and playing with them. König lets out a soft moan as he pulls his head back. If you keep sucking his cock like this he will cum before he is ready to.

Gently he pulls away from you. You look into his eyes realizing that you’re seeing his face. Trying not to stare, you look down at his body.  He notices your eyes shift.

“It’s okay to see me, just keep it a secret, please.”

“I will.” You look back up at his face. He is handsome in a rugged way. Your heart beating out of your chest, you feel as if you just feel in love.

König can’t help but to smile at the dreamy look in your eyes. He moves to the edge of the bed and stands. Motioning you over he says, “Get on all fours.”

You crawl to be in front of him before turning, facing your ass to him. He kisses your ass checks, spanking them lightly. Standing up right he grasps his cock, one hand on your ass to guide you to him. He begins to push his cock into you slowly. Letting groans of pleasure as he feels your tight cunt wrap around him.

“Oh, fuck.” He whispers to himself as he pushes himself inch by inch. He looks down and watches your gummy walls stretch to accept him.

You moan out loudly as he fills you completely, your back arching and body leaning forward. He doesn’t let you try to get away. He grabs both of your arms and holds both of your small wrists in one of his large hands. His other hand reaching out and twisting in your hair, grabbing it and pulling your head back. You let out a small gasp as he does.

He begins to fuck you hard, his hips bucking forward rapidly. Your ass ripples as he pounds into you.

“Please fuck me harder!” You moan out as he pulls your hair harder. Your pussy tingles with pleasure with each thrust, his balls slapping your clit hard.

“You sure?”

“Yes, please ruin me!” You beg pathetically.

Your begging drives him crazy as he pulls your hair back more, his body slightly hunched over. The sound of skin slapping on skin fills his room as you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure your mouth opens but no sound comes out. Squirming as he fucks you relentlessly. Soft moans fall from König’s lips as he feels his balls tighten from the pleasure.

König puts one leg on the bed, letting go of your arms and pushing your head down into the bedsheets. He begins to pull back farther and slamming his cock into you and you begin to let out loud groans with every thrust in.

“I’m- I’m, oh god!” You begin to orgasm, your body shaking under him as he doesn’t stop. He spanks your ass so hard he leaves a mark.

“Ja, good girl, cum for König.” His words send shivers down your spine. He looks down and sees your creamy white arousal covering his cock.

“Where do you want my cum?”

“Please cum inside me.” You beg him.

“Okay,” König is aware he shouldn’t be cumming deep inside of a recruits pussy, but he can’t control himself.

“Tell me you want it.” He spanks your ass again.

“Please, cum in me, please. I need your cum!” You cry out.

He pulls your head back by your hair again as his cock throbs inside of you. “Oh- oh ja…y/n.” König moans as he cums.

Breathing heavy he lingers a little bit, letting go of your hair as he falls forward onto the bed. He gently pulls out and lays on the bed beside you. You look over at him and pay attention to his side profile. His aquiline nose and strong jawline, he’s so beautiful to you.

König turns his head to see you staring at him, he smiles and a small blush forms on his cheeks. “Am I what you expected?” He turns his body and faces you, reaching one hand out and caressing the curve of your soft body.

“You’re even better.”

“Sex or my face?” He chuckles.

“Both.”

Both of you laugh and he pulls you closer to him. His hands caressing you all over, leaving small kisses on the top of your head and side of your face.

“I’ll uh, get you plan B tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.”

“So…you’ll stay the night with me?” His eyes are glued to yours.

“Of course.”

His confident cocky façade is gone and all that’s left is soft, awkward, and shy König. He knows that he shouldn’t allow himself to get close to you, a younger recruit, but he just can’t help himself.

[kimis-gloves]

when the sun hits - lando norris - oneshot

wc: 713

warnings: 18+, exhibitionism/“public” sex, dirty talk, p in v, tiny bit of fingering, lando is a slut, slightly possessive lando. TW: alex sucking at dialogue

its a breezy night in Monaco, you’re in the passenger seat of your boyfriends McLaren. playing on aux is some song by slowdive, but as you pay more attention to all of the details, you get lost in reality. the beauty of the setting sun hitting lando’s face, the way that the song playing is the perfect one for this moment as it capsules the sheer rawness of the moment.

“Lando, have i told you that you’re beautiful?”

“My love, you’re the beautiful one here”

“Seriously lando, you’re fucking gorgeous”

lando doesn’t say anything after that, just gives you a warm smile and a slight chuckle. he’s had his right hand on your thigh but you haven’t noticed how its been inching closer and closer to your spot.

“pay attention to the road, baby” lando rolls his eyes at this, you know he’s the best person to be driven by but you love teasing him about innocent things. “id rather pay attention to how wet you’re getting for me right now.” lando says, making you gasp and blush at the sudden profoundness lando gives you.

next thing you know, lando has pulled up into some eerily empty parking garage, taking his time to get to the highest level available. the view it gives is perfect, not because of the sunset, but because of the glow its been putting on lando’s face, the orange glow making all of his features brighten, his eyes like daggers with the way they’re making your heart beat at a million times per hour.

“Y/n, have i told you that you’re beautiful” lando says with a sudden lustful look in his eyes and a warm smile.

“Hah, no” you chuckle, “Well, you’re beautiful” lando says before leaning in for a deep kiss. the kiss is almost magical, the warm & fresh taste of landos tougne. you could feed off of him forever. quickly he opens his door and makes his way to yours, opening it, he demands you to get out and bend over the car.

“but lando what if someone sees us-“

“let them. i want the world to know how fucking hot you look with my cock in you, how good you are for me.” you whine out his name as he guides you by the hips and bends you over the hood of his McLaren, clean enough that you can see your reflection and god does lando look fucking immaculate when he’s on you. he pulls down your sweats, along with your underwear as he instructs you to suck on his fingers, doing so, you let out a sultry moan as you lap his finger pads with your saliva. pulling his fingers away, he slips them into your soaking cunt. you’re moaning and whining as he digs around, looking for that spot that he knows will make you-

“Lando!! ohbmy god- lando.. pleasse” you yelp as he grazes along your gspot. “you like that, yeah?” lando grunts into your ear, your head being pulled up by the firm grasp in your hair that he has. “y-yes lando- fuckk, please fuck me lando, i need your co-“ lando with no hesitation shoves his throbbing cock into your pussy. he doesn’t wait to let you get suited before he’s rapidly thrusting into you, its sloppy and desperate. as if he might die if he doesn’t bury his cum into your cunt. “lando please i’m getting close baby-“ “i know baby i know i can feel your pussy clenching on me” lando does his best to speed up his thrusts as he cant control where his hands go, he’s grabbing, pinching, squeezing. getting whatever he can almost like he’s drunk on your sex. his hand makes his way under you and towards your clit, with steady circular motions he guides you through your orgasm, following you soon after, ensuring every crevice of your cunt is filled with his load.

sitting back in the car, the silence is comfortable but you must ask “So what made you want to do that?”

“Sweet thing, i watch the way you look at me. It’s obvious when you want it” he says warmly. he starts the car, slowly making his way out of the parking garage and driving the both of you home.

a/n: HERES THE LANDO SMUT I PROMISED, again my dialogue is shit i know i know, im trying. thank you for all the support on RHTY❤️ likes, comments & reblogs always appreciated.

this was made for the lovely addy - @molten-m122 , thank you for always being you 🩷 (sorry it sucks😔)

[speedycoffeedelight]

An Animalistic Disaster

Summery :Where you deal with a shitty guy and decide on jobs for the girls.

Masterlist

CH-15: Job hunting (part one)

You quickly turned your head to see who the hand belonged to. You were faced with a tall, handsome man wearing a suit. His eyes were black slits instead of round.

"Pleasse let the lady go."

The strangers eyes narrowed at the man holding you. When he spoke, you clearly saw he had two large fangs. From his light skin, long black hair and the way he spoke...

You quickly turned your head around as much you could. You saw Cherri peeking out from the bag Niffty was holding and Pentious no where to be found. You quickly put two and two together.

"Who the fuck are you? I'm just teaching this bitch for messing up shirt! Get outta here unless you want some too!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"You little..."

The guy twisted his hand out of his grasp and was about to punch him. But you quickly headbutted him, making him fall. You pushed him on the ground with his back to you and pulled one of his arms to his back holding it and pinning the other on the ground.

The thing happened too fast. Your head was hurting badly. But you kept a firm grip on his wriggling body that was spewing insults after insults at you.

"I ruined your shirt. Focus on me. Try to hurt my friends, and I will break every fucking bone in your body."

You calmly said looking at the man making him go agape. Suddenly Pentious's suit felt too hot for his body. He pulled at the collar to let some air in and gulped.

"I get it! I get it! Let me go you fucking gorilla of a girl!"

"Why you-"

"Alex, Alex where are you? A-"

Suddenly a pair of legs stopped in front of the two of you.

"Well well, what do we have here? Girlie, mind telling me why you're pining my friend to the ground?"

You looked up to see Jake standing in front of you with his arms crossed. His face was painted with confusion? Anger? You couldn't tell clearly.

"Fucking let me go already!"

As you were absentminded, the man, who you assumed was called Alex pushed you away and walked towards to Jake. "Heavy ass bitch.." he muttered while glaring draggers at you.

"So.. could I know what happened?" Jake asked looking at the crowd before him. Especially you.

Pentious helped you stand up again as Vaggie decided to answer him.

"Well your fucking friend here was about to hurt (Y/n) over a fucking strain in his shirt!"

"And she apologized too!" Charlie came forward. Both ladies now glaring draggers at Jake and his friend.

"Is that true Alex?" Jake turned to him, his eyes narrowed. " Did you really hurt my dear neighbour over something like this?"

"What the fuck do you mean bro? She bumped into me first! I was just teaching her-"

"I think that's enough out of you." Jake turned towards your group with a smile.

"I'm sorry about my friends actions guys. He can be a little hotheaded sometimes."

"It's fine.." you said slowly. "I ruined his shirt. But his actions were too much." You said glaring. "Please tell your friend to learn some manners "

"Oh you wanna talk about manners -"

"Alex. Shut. Up. And of course, I'll have a talk with him. You guys can go ahead."

"Thank you Jake. Guys come on, we wasted enough time. "

You picked up the bags you fell and ushered them as they quickly followed you. Niffty let out a growl while passing Alex making him shirek away in fear.

Jake waited a couple minutes after you went away.

"Jake how could you let that girl get away like that??"

"First, tell me Alex. Why are you so keen on causing trouble for me every fucking step? And secondly, how could you let a girl overpower you like that?" He scowled and looked at him with disappointment.

"Did you fucking see that girl? She ain't ordinary. She's a ogre in disguise!"

That just made Jake look more disappointed.

"Pentious, that's you right?" You asked as soon as you went outside Jake and his friends hearing range. "Yess, that's right! The great Sir Pentiouss has finally transformed. Behold my new form!"

"Mm-hmm. It suits you quite well. I like it." You said smiling warmly at him. Pentious felt his heart skip a beat as he looked away bashfully.

"(Y/n) are you alright? That bastard didn't hurt you, did he?" Vaggie quickly stepped in front you, checking you from head to toe. Her expression saddened looking at the bruised spot at your head.

"Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you for worrying about me. That guy probably got hurt more than me." You said nervously laughing. "Do you think I maybe went too far...?"

'Went too far? Girl that was the hottest shit I ever saw!' Cherri screamed up from the bag. ' The way you pushed that guy to the ground,why didn't you do that sooner?'

"Well I did ruin his shirt so he had every reason to be mad at me. But when he went for Pentious, it pissed me off ." you blushed hearing Cherri's comment.

'Also snake guy, didn't know you had it in ya to play the role of a knight. Nice going ~'  Cherri grinned at him. Pentious felt his heart almost stop at being complimented by the two girls he liked in one day. He thanked his lucky stars.

You bought some outfits for Pentious before jumping into your car again. The rest of the ride was smooth as you came home. Safe to say, everyone was shocked as hell seeing Pentious. Especially Angel.

'Now wait hold on a sec. How the fuck did he transform before me? I thought I was after Niffty?'

'I guess it doesn't work that way. You're stuck with me Angie' Cherri grinned at him. 'Maybe I'll transform before you and carry you around '

As the pair bickered, you thanked Alastor for watching over the house and told Vaggie and Charlie to sort through the groceries as you rushed to your laptop to work. You couldn't afford to dilly-dally in your work now more then ever.

'Niffty, I assume you remember every little detail up to his transformation?'

" Yes sir. I do!"

As such, Niffty begins to tell Alastor every last detail of their shopping trip. "And the bad boy snatched her collar and Pentious jumped from the bag. He was like, I will sssave (y/n)!" She mimicked Pentious's tone. "And then he turned into a human and went to save her. But she didn't really need saving though."

'What do you mean?'

"She took the bad boy by herself. She slammed him right in the ground and swore she'd break his bones!"

'Interesting....I'd expect no less from her.'

A grin spread across his face. You were quite the specimen indeed. The only problem was he still wasn't sure exactly what made Pentious transform. Was it his desire to protect you? But you didn't need any protecting when Charlie, Vaggie or Niffty transformed. So what exactly could it be.

You took a little break in the afternoon to eat something and shower. Then you jumped right back to work. You finally finished your job around 7 pm. You streached your body as Charlie brought you a cup of coffee.

"Thanks Char, I really needed this."

"No problem! Also how's your head feeling..?"

"Oh this?" You put a hand on the bruise, or the little line that was left. Vaggie insisted on healing you as you worked and you couldn't say no. "It's a lot better thanks to Vaggie."

Charlie's face beamed with joy. "I'm glad to hear it." You stood up and laid down on the bed, relaxing. You opened up your fanfic tabs on mobile. Your face beamed with joy seeing some of your favourite ones got updated.

You drowned yourself so much into the fic that you never noticed Niffty sliding up beside you and reading alongside. You were about to get to a good part. You smirked, you were waiting for so long for the smut and here it was!

"Ohh, spicy~" Niffty giggled beside you making you yelp and let go of your phone. It fell flat on your face. "N-niffty how long have you been there?" You quickly asked.

"For a while, now pick up the phone! Alastor was just about to use the tentac-"

You moved you hand at lightning speed to cover her mouth. "Shut.it."

'Hm, did I hear my name?' Just then, due to fantastic luck, Alastor walks inside the room. He raised one of his eyebrows seeing you grasp Niffty's face like that and looking at him like you've seen a ghost.

"Oh heeeey Alastor! Lovely weather we're having right?" You chuckled nervously while taking back your hand from Niffty. "Niffty, if you so much as breathe any of this to him, I will confiscate every cleaning supplies I swear to god." you mumbled under your breath still keeping a smile and looking at Alastor.

"Wah huh? That's not fair..." She pouted and crossed her arms. 'It's night and you can't see the weather outside, the window's are locked..' Alastor eyed you suspiciously. It was obvious you were trying to hide something from him.

"Anyways, I think it's about time we start looking through the job descriptions!" You suddenly sprang up from the bed, phone in hand as you called out to Vaggie, Charlie and Pentious now.

They soon joined you at the dining table. "Okay, from what I could gather about possible jobs quickly... Charlie and Vaggie, there's a new post for a waiter in one of the small cafes in the town. They're having trouble recruiting people since it's not well known yet. So if any of you two apply, they might not question you much. There's also a spot open for a cashier. But it might be hard to get the job there since it's a popular place. "

"Oh, then what about me?" Niffty said swinging her feet from her chair. "Me as well, I would like to help you as I'm capable!" Pentious said from the other side of the table. "Niffty, for now, I couldn't find any perfect job for you. I'll keep looking. And Pentious, you are an inventor right?" You asked.

"That I am! The greatest inventor ever to be born!" He smirked closing his eyes and pulled on his bow tie. You smiled "That means fixing little knick-knacks should be easy for you correct?"

"Yes I suppose so..why?"

"Then If I buy some broken or damaged goodies and you could fix them and could resell it! It could be quite handy!"

"Oh yes of course! I can also make new inventions to sell! Like the latest version of my death ray!"

"Maybe just stick to fixing things please..."

You all talked about it for a few more. Explaining this and that to them. After some time, it was decided that they'll try for the cafe. The store would be second option.

"Also I have a another question for you all.." you looked at the half human group in front of you. "If you eat things as an animal and then change into human. Do you still feel hungry or does it cause you any problems?"

They all looked at each other. "Well, I haven't tried something like that yet so I can't really tell." Charlie answered. "Me neither. But why suddenly this question?" Vaggie asked you.

"Well I was wondering, if you guys eating as animals can satisfy your hunger as well then it might be useful to save money in future! " You hopefully said. "Not that I don't want you guys to stay as humans and eat human foods as well, it's just it would be nice to have an alternative!!"

"No, no it's fine! You have a clever way of thinking (Y/n). " Charlie reassured you. "I can try tonight! I volunteer to test it out!" Niffty quickly said.

"Then I'll give you some cooked meat now to eat as a puppy. It's best to not give dog food in case something does go wrong."

You concluded the talking there and moved to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Charlie helped you. Soon you, Charlie, Vaggie and Pentious sat down to eat as Husk, Niffty, Angel and Cherri got their own food. Alastor usually eats from outside before evening but you gave him some fruits as well.

It turns out eating foods as an animal does actually satisfy your hunger. That was one question out of the way. Pentious went to take a shower before sleeping and changed into new cloths. He discovered he had forked tongue, fangs and slit eye just like in hell. He had some scales covering his body as well. Looking down he found out he also still had two dicks.

Now as for sleeping, you took a mattress and slept on the floor of your room and Pentious slept on the lounge with Alastor. Niffty turned into a puppy and slept beside you while cuddling. Charlie wanted to turn into a sheep to cuddle as well but didn't say anything. Maybe someday later.

You ordered a couple pack of trading cards before sleeping. You gave up on the pins and early access. Just having cards would suffice for now.

The next day you woke up to Niffty barking happily at you. "I'm up, I'm up" you chuckled sitting up straight. Niffty turned into a human and smiled at you. After freshening up you found that Pentious was trying his hand in cooking today.

After eating, this time you went to town with Charlie, Vaggie and Pentious. You couldn't afford to wait least someone else should take the post.

You prayed that either Charlie or Vaggie lands the job. With high hopes in heart, you four departed.

A.N: So I read from somewhere that Niffty cannonically reads and likes fanfics so I decided to put it here-

Sorry if the pacing is a bit slow 😅

Also I've been trying for more than half an hour but I can't solve the tagging problem 😭😭

For some reason two of you guys blogs wouldn't show up even though I tried multiple times:')

Tag list : @legostars @glowinthedarkbones1150 @darifes @aria-tempest @rainbowcake1212 @luxylucylou

[sturnswift]

god PLEASE one chance im on my KNEES just pull them pants down already PLEASS

i need him to bend me over and do the unspeakable to me PLEASE LORD PLEASE LET ME GET WHAT I WANT

[the-fabled-void]

Heyo! I'm trying to find a roleplay partner, specifically for Undertale/Undertale AUs

About Me:

I'm a literate roleplayer, but I'm quite adaptable.

I can go from semi-lit (to me, that's 3 paragraphs) up to 25+ paragraphs, depending on what the other person gives me to work with. 

I've been in the fandom for 7+ years, it's basically my home. 

Platform Preference: I prefer to roleplay on Discord, you can just DM me your username if you want, or ask for mine. 

My Roleplay Rules:

1. Content: Absolutely no incest or pedophilia, no overly detailed gore, no r*pe, and no NSFW 

2. Length: As I said, I'm quite adaptable, I understand if you don't want to write novels, but please try to give me something to work with. 

3. Character Control: Please don't control my character. It's fine to describe possible reactions, pleass, let me decide what my character actually does. There are times when you get ideas that have to include my character doing something specific first, but in that case, at least ask me about it. 

4. Genres: I stick with General/Casual and Romance and adventure. Angst is also great, but it can get exhausting if it's the only thing there. 

5. Characters: 

Here are the characters I'm currently more comfortable with playing

- Fell Sans (Underfell)

- Chara (Undertale)

- Swap Sans/Blue (Underswap)

- SS!Chara (OG!Storyshift) - Green hoodie

- SS!Chara (Storyshift Reboot) - Red jacket

- Cross Sans (XTale)

- Fell Flowey + Asriel (Underfell)

- Fell Papyrus (Underfell)

- Outer Sans (Outertale)

- Geno Sans (Aftertale)

- Dust/Murder Sans (Dusttale) 

I might be able to play more characters than those listed, but I usually stick to Sans, Papyrus, Chara, and Asriel. If you're unsure about a character, just ask! 

I can also handle a few other characters if they appear in a scene. 

As for AU's, I stick to sort of well-known ones. As a baseline: you know those inaccurate asf "Sans AU Themes" you'd find on YouTube around 2018? If the AU is in one of those, I could be able to roleplay it. 

I usually play character x character and OC x OC pairings, but I'm not a big fan of mixing them. That said, all AUs are technically OCs in their own way, so I can make exceptions.

Side Note for Chara:

I will not play a Chara from an AU that heavily relies on them being evil. Thank you for understanding!

Final Note:

Please do not misgender the human characters. Frisk, Chara, and Kris all use they/them pronouns. I won't be discussing any alternatives (unless it's neopronouns, those are cool!) 

Thank you for reading, I hope to find someone soon!

[j0kers-light]

His Lighthouse: Trust and Fall (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Trust and Fall

Image credit

series summary:  

Y/n is an aspiring writer living in Gotham City and struggling to find her next muse. Her recent novel is getting all the buzz, earning her far more attention than she signed up for. But when a chance encounter results in her nursing The Joker back to health, will she find the time to write another best seller or will her own story become front page of the Gotham Gazette?

chapter summary:  

It's in the title people. After the constant push and pull, Joker must finally trust and fall. Whoever said it would be easy?

author’s note:

WARNING CLIFFHANGER AHEAD!

Me and Joker's pants officially have beef. I had to edit this chapter too many times because I forgot he was wearing jeans and other minor details (Y/n's hair, shoes, the exact day in the storyline. Did you know the girls went to the club on a Thursday?) I'm sick of Joker wearing pants!! 🙄😂 Also to immerse yourself into Joker's mindset for this chapter, do please listen to The Wilhelm Scream by James Blake. Thank me when you get to that part in the chapter. Next chapter already has 1K in the drafts lol. I'm inspired... shoot me.

Also!! Happy Juneteenth! 👏🏾👏🏾

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Distant waves roared in the background as two lovers made their own melody there upon the shore.

The beach was empty since the hour was pushing well into the night, yet the two lovers were still caught up in their own world syncing their passion with the tides. If someone were in the area, the nearby ocean provided natural cover for their illicit affairs.

You bared down hard on Joker's shoulders as you came for the second time. Fresh, hot tears dotted your lash line as you swayed in place and cried out. "P-Pleasse, Joker.. I.. I c-can't!"

He knew your body better than yourself. The moment you pitched forward, he quickly stood to catch you— not wasting a second to lay you down on the sand. You gasped at the foreign texture touching your skin but Joker was right there to distract you from it all.

You reached up to caress his scars and for once he didn't jerk away in disgust.

He kept his glowing eyes fixated on you as he kissed your palm. He couldn't limit himself to just one kiss; no. He trailed his lips up from your palm to each individual finger. So much care was bestowed upon you; you didn't know the hand could be so sensitive.

Joker unlocked so many of your erogenous zones for future exploration. His focus on your fingers gave you enough time to catch your breath.

"J-Joker.. what are we doing?" Your question hung in the air as Joker pulled away to take you in.

You were lying prone on your back, hair askew and laced with sand but you looked breathtaking. A beam of light flooded the shore as the lighthouse circled overhead, highlighting your lust blown eyes and heaving chest. You looked f__kable and ripe for the taking.

Then everything was dark again and still, you shined. You shied away from Joker's hooded gaze. Too bad there wasn't much to cover up with. Your strappy dress was virtually useless and you felt more exposed than ever.

Joker's body swayed slightly, as if intoxicated, yet he remained alert enough to drive you insane. His eyes burned holes into your skin and the motion was amplified when he bit his lip, groaning.

"What're we doing? I was.. enjoying.. my dessert. I have quite the sweet tooth, re-mem-ber?" To prove his point, Joker ran his fingers along your skin, sending shivers in its wake.

"I-I remember.." You choked out.

He pushed the fabric of your dress up to your waist and chuckled to himself seeing the slick mess between your thighs. "I wanna 'nother taste."

Maybe it was instinctual or perhaps it was just Joker moving them aside but your legs parted like a delicate flower after hearing his desires.

Joker watched in a trance as you bloomed for his gaze. He removed his shirt before working on his stubborn zipper. He had yet to take his eyes off of you; however, you could sense the urgency in his actions.

"Joker..." you caressed his bare chest and reached his fly to assist when he smacked your hands away. "..ow, lemme help."

The only response you got was a sharp glare. Joker was on a solo mission to rid any barriers separating you from him. He just finished taking his pants off when you sat up to kiss him softly.

"Wait." You sighed on his neck. You trailed your kisses down his chest and tried pushing him back.

"Bunny. I can'T. Wait." He gritted through his teeth.

You heard the restraint in Joker's voice as you guided him to recline back in the sand. By the time you reached his navel, he was panting. "Impatient.. little. Ohhh Y/n..."

He watched you spit into your hand but he didn't put two and two together at the time. You quickly familiarize yourself with the weight and feel of Joker in your hand.

Soft, yet oh so rigid with prominent veins running up his shaft, Joker felt perfect in your fist. You never pampered him before and decided to take your time while you had the opportunity. Joker was always in control and gave gave gave. Never once did he consider—

"Yeahhh. Just like that.." He sighed as you gave him a test stroke.

He hissed, feeling your tongue dart out to slowly lick him from base to tip. You let your breath fan over the pinkish tip and watched as a bead of cum oozed out.

When you finally sucked the tip into your mouth and hummed, he was unable to stifle his broken whimper. The rush of power you felt rendering a man like Joker to winded pants was extraordinary. You wanted to hear all that he had to offer.

Of course that power went straight to your head and it gave you the confidence to go all out. With a mischievous grin you relaxed your jaw and swallowed him whole. Joker's head fell back in ecstasy. His hand found a home in your wind blown curls and used them as leverage. You'd fuss at him later for messing it up. Screw all of that right now.

Although Joker didn't initially buck his hips into your mouth, he made sure his grip on your hair controlled your moments. He didn't know if he'd last if you went too fast.

"Slow. Slowww..." He warned.

You rubbed your thighs together hearing Joker moan your name.

You rested your hands on his legs and let him guide you for a bit. He set a nice pace to slowly work himself up. Joker tasted odd, but not in an overly unpleasant way.

Honestly with his diet you were expecting the worst. It took your taste buds a sec to adapt to it but with the way Joker used your mouth like it was his personal fleshlight, you would definitely be doing this in the future. There would be plenty of time to familiarize yourself with his cock.

Hearing Joker's hitched breath and slurred speech sent tiny lightning bolts straight to your pussy. You gagged on his length and regained control back from Joker.

You sucked in a deep breath before bobbing your head up and down faster and jerking what little left of Joker that didn't fit down your throat, with your hands. Things got messy rather quickly and Joker seemed to thrive on it.

"Gooooood girl, that's my fuc— Ahh! My girl treatin' me so well! You want it that bad, doll? Wanna make me fe-el good, hmm?" You felt his pace falter, he was getting close, and you wanted nothing more for Joker to spill a load deep down your throat.

In fact, you craved it.

You encouraged him by humming around his cock- which only made him tighten his grip on your hair more and growl like a man possessed. Your jaw was getting tired but you doubled down your efforts to make Joker feel good. This was the first time you sucked him off. It had to be perfect so he would ask you to do it again.

He didn't know why he didn't instigate this before. Your mouth was so warm and wet, he literally couldn't focus on anything other than you bobbing, twisting, and sucking him to nirvana. He was almost embarrassed by how fast you got him off.

Joker was right there, teetering over the edge, but not quite over. He needed that final push so you provided it by locking eyes with his pools of juniper. Your eye contact as you sucked him off proved to be the cherry on top. This was not how he wanted to finish. As much as he enjoyed your mouth, there was another hole he wanted to cum in. That became the deciding factor for him.

"No! No no no no... NoT yet." He pushed your head away and reeled in his control.

He panted like a bull trying to curb his release. The random sea breeze did not help. His cock ached and the cool air hitting the wet surface was utter torture. You enjoyed every minute of Joker's anguish. A stroke of your finger and he could burst but where was the fun in that?

There were advantages with delayed gratification.

One, he would last longer and when he did let go, you'd see stars. You'd believe Joker was the one that hung them in the night sky once he was done with you.

Joker smirked to himself and finally calmed down. He opened his eyes and spotted you lying on your back staring at him with a smug grin. The sight had him throbbing just as badly as before. You thought you were in control. How cute.

He'd have so much fun putting you in your place.

"Mhmm, you taste so good." You twirled your tongue around your wet fingers to tease Joker. You swore you saw his eyes flash just then.

Something about playing with fire excited you. You knew you'd get burned but a part of you wanted to risk it all just to make Joker snap. You were the only person who could tear him apart and he only trusted you with the broken pieces. Only you could put him back together. His shy, quirky, adrenaline junky. Such an adorable cocktail you were.

If his Bunny wanted to play a game, fine. He'd join in and play the part of the big bad wolf. You yelped when Joker lunged forward to yank your dress off.

He caught your warning glare and snickered under his breath. So you heard that teeny tiny rip. You'd berate him for it later but at least the thing was still intact. He really wanted to tear it into two but he was mindful of his ruthlessness, (this time) plus he didn't want to hear your whining.

Well, at least not about clothes.

The high pitched whine that left your lips after he bit down on your nipple, now that was music to his ears. Joker was out for blood. He tossed your dress aside and wrestled your hands away from touching him and slithered one of his own down to your weeping core.

His lips left your breast with an audible pop to chuckle mercilessly when a gush of wetness coated his awaiting fingers.

"My, my Y/n! Just what could ma-ke a girl this.. wet mmmh? Did sucking my dick get cha all hot n' bothered? Oh c'mon bunny, you can tell meee."

Joker was a jerk if he expected you to reply as he rubbed fast circles on your clit. You could hear how wet you were with each flex of his hand. You cried out in agony and Joker's manic laughter soon followed. His sadistic side was rearing it ugly head and you'd be lying if you said you hated it.

Right as your legs began to shake uncontrollably, Joker pulled away and sucked on his sopping fingers. "Mhmm, you taste so good." He mocked.

Joker didn't give you a second to recoup. He quickly bottomed out within your walls with a throaty groan. You on the other hand opened your mouth to scream but nothing came out except a wheeze, sounding a bit like his name. The sudden stretch left you lightheaded.

He hunched over your body and grabbed fistfuls of sand, trying his hardest not to succumb to your fluttering walls. You squeezed his dick so tight, he couldn't move. The sharp sting of your nails dragging down his shoulders helped regain some semblance of clarity but it wasn't enough.

Once you relaxed around him (the lies, you were still clamping down on him like a vice) Joker flexed his hips to test things out. You hardly let him escape.

You whimpered as his second thrust stretched you out completely. "Ahh my Light, you take me.. sooooooo well. I-Is this okay?" He cooed down at you.

Usually you would've acknowledged his check in but not today.

It was insane how Joker could find your g spot like a bloodhound within the first few strokes. His aching tip was already knocking against it, as if marking it for demolition.

You drew in a shaky breath and found Joker's hypnotic green eyes watching your every facial expression. Your mind was gone but he still needed your consent. He was fine with waiting all night buried deep within your warmth until he got it.

For a brief moment all was still on the beach as Joker took in his Light. You were the only entity that deserved his full undivided attention. If possible, Joker fell right then and there all over again.

Your hands reached out to cup Joker's face and he didn't break eye contact with you to kiss your balmy skin. He wanted to slam his cock repeatedly into your pussy but he held back the urge.

You were almost coherent, he just had to be patient. Then he saw your slight nod. It was his cue to roll his hips and thus the spell was broken. You whimpered gently from the sensation and a thought struck him as he found a good rhythm.

Joker tipped his head back, laughing. "Hey Y/n, it's your.. first time at the uh, beach, and you're ahhh— already having sex. Such a... mmhm, f__k, Bunny you're so tight! I reallllly am a bad influence on ya huh? Greedy lil pussy." He whispered the last part to himself in between thrusts.

You shuddered at his hushed praise and cried out. "F-Faster, Joker."

He raised an eyebrow at your broken plea. "Ohh? Faster? Are ya sure?"

You pulled his hair and received a sinister growl far louder than the ocean waves. The orbiting light hit Joker just right, casting him to be the devil incarnate with his marred grin. You were in for it big time.

"As you wish, my Light." After that, Joker lost himself in the feel of your body.

He took what he wanted from you and gave it back tenfold. He sped up until tears dotted your lashes. He didn't stop even when your back bowed off the sand like an exorcist gone right. Sand was all in your hair with how you tossed it side to side in pleasure.

Joker flipped over at one point so you were on top like the proper goddess you are.

Tonight was a first for everything apparently. He let you have the spotlight and it was quite the rush. Joker's attention was focused solely on you and nothing else. You felt exposed in the midnight air and your fear of being seen crept to the surface until Joker's hands began to roam over your body reassuringly.

If there was a flaw you were self conscious about, Joker eradicated it from your mind. Each caress was an offering to your melanin altar. The skin on skin sensation was euphoric and Joker slowed things down to give your body even more attention if such a thing were possible. It felt like his calloused fingertips were everywhere. Just because he slowed down didn't mean his thrust into you weren't powerful.

Slow and deep was the name of the game and with the current position, you were filled to the brim with each pump of Joker's dick. His tip kept grinding into your g spot with each slow grind and it felt like he was in your throat again.

It was proving to be too much to handle yet you still gave it your all and worked your hips in crazy figure eights, riding Joker straight to your peak.

Your hands sought out anything they could grab ahold of and Joker's hands happily found their favorite hold on your hips. More bruises to add to the collection that never healed. They were a testament to Joker's obsession to have you as close to him as possible.

His bottom lip was trapped between his teeth as he continued to abuse your g spot over and over. Joker was having way too much fun watching you beg for something you couldn't even say. Lust had clouded your brain and dumbed your speech. If being a cruel lover kept you trapped in ecstasy, moaning those sinful melodies into the night air, Joker would never stop. You sounded angelic crying out for him.

He wanted to torture you even further and used his thumb to rub erratic circles on your clit. The reaction was instantaneous.

You tried saying his name but only the first letter escaped from your lips. He loved it.

"Shh shh it's okay, Y/n. You.. f__k meee, you feel so d__n good! You can call me J if ya want, doll. I'll call you.. fu—"

One particular thrust made him choke up when you clamped down on him unexpectedly. He chuckled darkly under his breath. "Imma call you m-mine. My Light."

Joker had enough of this slow and steady s__t.

He dug his heels into the sand and began thrusting his hips up into you at breakneck speed. You gave up riding him a long time ago but you screamed at the new pace he set. It was borderline assault at this point, but it felt exquisite. Pain and pleasure; it was one and the same.

You clawed your nails down his abs, leaving bright red welts, some bubbling up with blood, and chanted Joker's now shortened name over and over till your voice grew hoarse.

"Atta girl. Mmhm-ark me up my Light." His words fizzled into subdued whimpers from the pain kissing his skin.

He hoped spanking you covered up the moans he made. As if you were coherent enough to hear them. You were too far gone. "J, I'm..I-I!"

His hips lost its rhythm but you came undone still babbling his new nickname like a hymn. Your hand flew up to your head as it swam in pleasure while everything else around you came crashing down. Joker loved seeing you riding your high. You glowed from the inside out, it was almost too precious to witness.

You were truly his favorite strain of drug and he was dangerously close to overdosing. Joker lost the willpower to hold back and ascended to a different plain. He couldn't think straight, he just yanked you down and poured his heart out in the heat of the moment, straight into your ear.

"My light.. all m-mine. You.. you complete me.."

He gave up trying to keep quiet. Nothing else mattered except prolonging your orgasm and finding his own, which wasn't hard to do. With the way your pussy was spazzing over his dick, he had mere seconds hold you still before he painted your walls white with his cum.

"I.. can't.. stop." Joker bit down on your shoulder to stifle his loud groan as he worked the last of his cum inside your pussy. It pained him to continue however, a primal need to keep going overpowered all thought.

An unexpected orgasm slammed into you like a freight train as a result. You sobbed and convulsed in pleasure. Joker held you closer and only stopped when his passion gave way to exhaustion.

Everything was fuzzy and hypersensitive and the nearby lighthouse shined too bright, or perhaps that was just your aura blinding him.

Joker could feel each ragged breath you took while lying on his chest. Still connected with no plans of separating; he was content on floating away but once you shivered, his protective instincts kicked in no matter how exhausted he was. His throat was dry yet he cleared it to check on you.

"You uhh, you okay, Y/n?" His hypersensitivity picked up your hair shifting on his neck. A weak nod.

Joker wanted a verbal confirmation so he brushed his fingers down your spine. You jerked weakly, "Mm–mkay, just sensssitive."

That was better. He weakly chuckled, "Yeah.. me too."

An aftershock hit him mid sentence and you whined feeling him throb inside.

Everything was heightened times a hundred. Joker could see each star up close in the night sky and swore he could feel every grain of sand as it touched his body. He could tolerate the coarse texture but this was your first time at the beach. It must be unpleasant at this point.

It wasn't much but Joker draped your dress over your body to ward off the midnight chill. Your body heat was enough for him. Then both of you dozed off with the ocean waves as white noise.

It was rare that Joker slept in.

He was grateful you introduced him to the joy (and health benefits) of eight plus hours of sleep, however he was still a creature of habit and retained some of his light sleeper tendencies.

Years of staying alert trained him to snag the bare minimum amount of sleep in order to stay alive. If there was any noise, he heard it. Nothing got past him, not even a flicker of light. Call it paranoia, anxiety, whatever. Joker called it survival. However nowadays, Joker could sleep like the dead through an earthquake. He was still on the fence if that was a good or bad thing.

When Joker woke up, lying on a proper bed, not coarse beach sand, he had every right to panic.

He didn't remember much after dozing off on the beach but the embarrassing walk back to the SUV? Now that? That he remembered very well.

The lighthouse was off but the sun had yet to break on the horizon. He didn't realize just how exhausted he was until he stumbled back up the steep shoreline and almost cracked his head open. You thought it was hilarious. He grumbled out a few threats that only made you snort louder.

You tried to help Joker despite him adamantly refusing your assistance. Like clockwork he was back to his old callous ways. Little did you know.

To you it was obvious that Joker only cared about you during sex. After the desire died down, he turned cold. His weird, out of character behavior, where you were the Light in his dark, corrupt world had vanished just as mysteriously as it had appeared.

You were back to being Y/n, a thorn in his side that he only tolerated when he wanted his dick wet.

You tried not to let that get to you but the constant reminder hurt. You enjoyed your heated trysts with Joker but dang it, you were a romance writer! You desired more from him. It was in your nature! Deep down you knew you wouldn't receive anything else from him and knowing the truth hurt far worse.

Five months, Y/n. This is just temporary. Nothing more, nothing less. Please don't complicate things further.

You took a breath to expel your negative thoughts and focused on helping your exhausted lover to the car. It was like herding cattle. A cranky Joker was infuriating, yet equal parts amusing. Thank goodness he didn't have any knives or other weapons for him to make due on his many threats to you.

You wondered what he could actually achieve with a vegetable peeler. Nope. You didn't want to know. It could make good material for the WHB's fourth installment. Maybe Hunter could take up knives instead of archery.

By some miracle you got Joker buckled in the passenger seat but you ran into another problem. Joker roused out of his nap a few times to the sound of your worrisome rambling and the SUV's safety systems beeping.

It had been ages since you drove okay?!

You had a bad habit of talking to yourself when you were under duress and trying to navigate the SUV back to the beach house was proving to be quite the task.

Joker made driving the luxury vehicle look so easy earlier but you were already behind the wheel and you refused to let Joker drive in his current drowsy state. He was a terrible driver fully awake. Just imagine him now with one eye open. You were not dying today.

You just took things slow and panicked the entire time. "Bruh! I'm in my lane, I promise!"

The navigation calm's voice also reminded you of the upcoming turn half a mile out and thank goodness. The island was pitch dark with little street lamps to illuminate the roads. You stole a peek at your passenger slumped in his seat and dead to the world. He deserved to rest after flying for four hours straight earlier.

You would never take the subway for granted ever again after today.

Somehow you got the two of you back to the house in one piece. You were shaking like a leaf. The long day had officially caught up to you. You yawned and found yourself resting on the steering wheel to catch a few z's before heading inside. That's how Joker found you. All he needed was a quick power nap to rejuvenate his energy bar.

He cracked an eye open and noticed the SUV was parked in front of the house with you slumped at the wheel.

He overheard your nervous one sided conversation on the drive back to the house. Joker was so proud of you for driving for the first time in years and in an unknown city to boot! He wanted to reward you for such a job well done but for now he would acknowledge your exhaustion. You weren't moving any further on your own. It was time for him to take over.

Joker unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. He spotted your bright pink heels in the backseat next to his white sneakers and paused.

"She drove barefoot? Now that's kinda hot." Joker mused to himself as he opened the door.

Joker removed your seatbelt and tried picking you up. You groaned in protest but relaxed when his voice floated in your ears.

"Time to get sleeping beauty to bed, yeah?" He bit back a grin when your head lolled back and forth in agreement.

He had your permission now. And you went willingly once he wrapped his arm under your knees and secured a good grip on your back. You were out for the count yet you never looked more breathtaking to him. Your cheeks were still flush from your most recent orgasm and your hair was absolutely ruined.

The beautiful curls were all but gone and he could make a sandcastle with the amount of sand trapped inside. You'd yell at him later for that amongst countless other things. And for once he'd take the blame.

He eyed the slight tear in your dress and cringed. At least it wasn't torn in two.

Joker's green eyes roamed your features from the SUV all the way up to the master bedroom. He was so lucky to have you and he needed to fix things so he could keep you.

Joker took great care changing you out of your dirty outfit into a clean pair of pjs before lifting your head (shaking it free of sand) and oh so gently placing your bonnet over your hair. You'd have to wash it soon but at least it wouldn't be a tangled mess. He would never hear the end of it if that happened.

You looked so peaceful all tucked into bed. Joker wanted to join you but first he had to straighten out some loose ends.

He couldn't help but to reach out and trace your parted lips with his thumb.

He tensed up when you moaned his name and began to stir. He thought you were waking up, which was fine by him, although you needed your rest. He'd have the whole weekend to mess with you. After a while you settled down and curled back up. He would join you very soon.

But first, a phone call. Frost is gonna be so pissed..

Joker needed some time away from Gotham City to think. He needed to work out this new development between the two of you and brainstorm a solid game plan going forward.

You ruined each and every one of his goals. Sure he still wanted to watch the world burn, but now that he found his Light, things weren't so simple anymore.

He could still terrorize the city but what about his most precious secret, vulnerable and subject to danger? Two Face already got his hands on you once. Joker couldn't afford for a second chance to occur. Right now Dent was unable to retaliate but once he reassembled his organization, what would stop him from hurting you again? Or rather someone else?

Joker needed to establish better safeguards and backup plans to counteract those backup plans— something he never did before. Enough was enough. He couldn't play around with your safety anymore. He thought of this and your newfound role in his life as he stripped down and crawled into bed behind you.

You were so unaware of the dangers lurking around you, him included. His poor defenseless Bunny. Joker never considered himself as your knight in shining armor. He was supposed to be the villain in your story, not the savior.

Joker wondered how things would be if you never met him back in Chinatown that day.

For starters you'd still be sheltered in your apartment like the introverted Princess you were, still writing stories you could only imagine yourself living. You would be naïve to him and the ever present danger in Gotham City; having never experienced it firsthand. Your charity gala would have gone off without a hitch and maybe you would be actively working on the fourth installment to Will Hunter Bill instead of being laid up with him with a target on your back.

Your life would be normal, no doubt boring, but otherwise safe and blissfully unaware.

Joker often wondered how you'd react if he just left; no warning or explanation. He bristled just thinking about such a horrid scenario and held you closer.

Joker didn't have the strength to desert you like that. Perhaps before he became emotionally involved he could have. Joker should have left when he still slept on your antique couch, back when his gunshot wound was fresh, and when you feared him more.

But for some unknown reason, he stuck around. Joker was known for killing hostages yet he allowed you to live despite the way you talked back to him.

You fed him, nursed him somewhat back to health, and let him sleep under your roof, not expecting a single form of payment in return. You did it all out of the kindness of your heart. Looking back, Joker was doomed from the start. You had some kind of power over him. You wormed your way past his defenses right from the beginning and rooted deep.

He should have never agreed to be your temporary roommate. That was his first mistake. He should have never cared about your feelings and most importantly, he should have never gotten romantically involved.

But your sweet face wet with tears after Frost rescued you from The Prosperity was the catalyst that finally did him in. That was the night Joker kissed you for the first time. The night he vowed to keep you safe, even from himself.

"I won't leave you again, bunny. I won't Y/n. I promise."

Joker began to realize just how precious you were after that night, even when you left to be with another. Absence truly made his heart more obsessed, or however the saying went.

Those two weeks were the darkest days of his entire life. Watching you get kidnapped immediately after your return was the last straw for his sanity. He became a nervous wreck until he got you back in his arms. Joker has been trying to prove he's the right choice for you ever since.

He didn't understand much about this love stuff. He did know that he fell hard for you.

Might as well since you wanted to be with him despite the odds. You deserved so much better but there wasn't anyone else in your opinion who could compare. Joker just didn't know that part yet. You had your claws buried deep in him and he wasn't going anywhere and the feeling was mutual.

The two of you crossed the point of no return a long time ago. Joker was finally opening his eyes to the truth.

He revealed his face, a crucial part of himself, to you. He trusted you with that secret. There were so many aspects of himself that he kept sharing that even he didn't know about. His identity, his feelings.. he laid it all bare for you. You could have it all. Joker trusted you completely and he hoped that you trusted him in like manner.

You.. did something to him. You made his head all staticky and his chest heavy and tight. He didn't know about his goals and dreams anymore. They didn't matter anymore. All that he knew was he fell so deep he might as well love you. Joker finally accepted it and it hit him like a ton of bricks.

He frowned up at the ceiling. Was there supposed to be more to this? Maybe if you were awake and could hear him say it it would feel more celebratory.

Joker glanced down at your peaceful face nestled in his arms and decided to practice. "Bunny, I uhhh.. I. I um.."

This was stupid. He could mentally say it all night long but when it came time to verbally say it— ugh!

He couldn't speak it into existence just yet. What if you didn't feel the same way or thought he was crazy and kicked him out of your life? You disrupted his life with that illuminating smile of yours; he didn't want to see it go away all because of three simple words.

This is why he never got emotionally involved!! Joker feared nothing but in that moment, watching your shoulders rise and fall in time with your gentle breaths, he feared you knowing his true feelings. He feared being rejected. He feared loving you.

Joker wondered why as he fell asleep and it was the first thing on his mind when he woke up alone.

The covers were pulled back on your side of the bed and all was quiet in the room. It was rare that Joker slept in and it was supposed to be impossible for you to leave the room (much less escape the tight grip he had on you) without him rousing awake.

He was slipping but that was a concern for another day.

Operation: Find Y/n took top priority.

Maybe you went to the bathroom or got restless and roamed around the house. You did have bad insomnia. These were more plausible scenarios however Joker's thoughts were never safe and they took a nosedive into darker territory, assuming the worst. Anything might've happened as to why you weren't in bed with him.

Did Two Face manage to track you down and steal you away? Did Batman somehow find the house and convince you to leave? You were technically Joker's hostage. Not like you were acting like one; that narrative was destroyed a long time ago. But still. Fat chance of Batman believing you were here of your own accord though.

Your disappearance could be an inside job. Joker didn't have much rep here in Massachusetts (he really needed to pay them a visit and strengthen their bond.) The small gang here could have sent hitmen to the house to kill him off but found you instead.

Go for the lover; make them suffer. It's a foolproof tactic that Joker ingrained in his men. No harm no foul towards them for listening to his instructions...

Or the worst scenario.

The incident in Atlanta, (that he should have handled more efficiently) could have followed him here. Joker really hoped that wasn't the case but all of his fears of losing you evaporated when he smelled food in the air.

Of course you were cooking. 'Breakfast is the most important meal of the day'! you always reminded him.

Joker shook all of his negative thoughts away. No one took you away. You were safe here with him. He repeated that mantra as he rolled out of bed and stepped into some pants to go put his doubts to rest. It wouldn't be the first time his sick mind played tricks on him. Sometimes he had to see things to actually believe them.

And you were a sight for sore eyes.

You were dancing in the kitchen when you heard footsteps descending the stairs. As far as you knew, only you and Joker occupied the house so without turning around, you called out your greeting.

"Morning Joker!" You set a plate of eggs on the table right as he walked in the kitchen.

You found the duffel bag he packed since your hair was freshly washed and styled into two curly space buns with two wayward strands framing your face. You still wore the matching pj set he dressed you in having nothing else to wear.

Joker was still shirtless and it allowed you to take in all of the scratches your nails left when he came closer to wash his hands at the sink. "Uh... good morning Joker."

He pulled various drawers out on the hunt to find a fork, completely ignoring you and your greeting. You blinked in disbelief.

"This man and his flipping mood swings I swear." You thought to yourself.

"Boy.. I know you ain't ignoring me. Joker. Joker?!"

He found some utensils and walked right past you, much to your ire. His focus was on the food you laid out on the center table. Simple eggs and bacon but it smelled heavenly. You even made biscuits, stacked neatly on the side.

"I know you hear me, J. Are you suddenly deaf?"

He smirked and pecked your cheek in passing. "No I'm noT." You shoved him away and crossed your arms.

Joker snickered as he grabbed a steaming biscuit with his bare hands. You stared at him until things finally clicked. "J?"

"Yeah, Bunny?" He hummed while cramming bacon and eggs into his makeshift breakfast sandwich.

Joker was such a man child; it irked your soul. Why did he bother searching for a fork if he planned on eating with his bare hands? You slid a jar of jelly you found in the fridge his way and he wasted no time drowning his biscuit monstrosity with it. The man had a sweet tooth like no other.

You made a face, both disgusted and amused at the sight. "Wowwww. So you only respond to J now?"

"If you got a new nickname, so did I." He bit into his sandwich and no surprise, grape jelly oozed out the sides, making a huge mess.

It was more sugar than nutrition at this point yet he was onto something. You built a sandwich for yourself and asked, "Great another nickname. Like I don't have enough already. What're you calling me now?"

Joker rolled his green eyes towards you. You were seated at the table eating your breakfast like a prim and proper lady unlike Joker who attacked his like a starved man. He blamed prison for his lack of manners.

He looked up at the ceiling as he chewed loudly in thought.

"Mmm... take a guessss, Y/n. I kept chanting it in your ear last night after each.. hard.. thrust." He reached out and traced the curve of your ear affectionately and the flirtatious action sparked your memory.

You remembered now amongst other things. This orange juice was very good! Some time passed as you stared out the window, drank your juice– anything to avoid Joker's knowing eyes.

You were sore this morning with Joker being one hundred percent at fault and he knew it.You cleared your throat and faced Joker who was openly smug with his stuffed cheeks and jelly stained lips. And this was the same man that rearranged your guts last night. Honestly..

"R-Right. That. I'll admit being called Light will take some getting used to." You jumped when Joker hooked his arm around your chair and dragged you closer to him. "J.."

You were killing him. His shortened name sounded so sweet tumbling from your lips like a prayer. He licked his mouth clean before leaning in.

"It's what you are. As a writer... I hope you uhh, under-stand.. the ah, deeper meaning." You listened to the cant of his voice and which words he stressed and didn't. It was a performance every time Joker spoke and it made his words far more important.

"I-I do but.." You trailed off.

Joker hummed offhandedly and kissed down your neck. Curse you for putting your hair up into buns. He had free access to do as he pleased. His lips were sticky as they came in contact with your skin. His agile tongue cleaned it right away.

"J.. stop. Our breakfast is getting cold a-and.. mm, we are not having sex again after last night!" Now that made him pause.

The temperature in the kitchen dropped a good ten degrees. "..and why noT?" He drawled.

You shivered seeing his jade eyes pin you in place. If looks could kill, you'd be floating in the Gotham River. You had to answer carefully so Joker didn't take offense.

"Let's just say, umm, sand got in places where sand shouldn't be?" You winced and looked away.

Thank goodness Joker was smart and put two and two together. He quirked an eyebrow as his eyes darted from your lap to your e/c eyes.

"Does it hurt?" He saw you shake your head.

"Nothing a soak in the tub won't fix. I saw a big one in the master bath upstairs. I'll do that later though." You turned back to your plate, polishing up the meal you made before reaching across the way to add a spoonful of fruit to your helping. Joker watched somewhat lost in thought.

He noticed you liked fruit. You always kept the fridge at your penthouse stocked with a wide variety and while on vacation your taste buds craved it.

You bit into a juicy strawberry right as Joker asked, "Can I join ya?"

His eyes were locked onto your lips but you covered it to answer him. You and your dumb manners.

"Joker." He grumbled and you rolled your eyes. "J," you corrected yourself, "I need space and you might not believe it, but so you do. Everyone deserves some alone time every now and then."

Of course Joker didn't agree.

You could tell by the frown darkening his face. It made his scars more pronounced and harsher on the eye. You wondered what nonsense he was gonna spout when he shifted to face you. "I thought that uhh, nasty mood of yours was gone. WhaT. Gives?"

Joker was confused when you heaved a sigh. You pushed a blueberry around your plate and tried to explain things.

"That 'nasty mood' is called a social burnout. It's an introvert thing, not like you could relate. But, it never goes away completely. It's always lurking in the background like a dark cloud ready to dampen my mood. When I don't have enough spoons to handle all of the social events Cindy schedules for me, I suffer through and face the inevitable. A 'introvert hangover' lasts indefinitely until I mentally recharge. If I don't, then I slip into depression. So I'm sorry to burst your bubble if you thought one trip to the beach, and umm.. a-amazing sex, fixed my mood completely."

The kitchen was quiet after your informative speech.

Joker was kind of disappointed to learn he didn't cure your sour mood. It just meant he had to try harder. Your confession opened his eyes to the fact there was still so much that he didn't know about you. You were still a puzzle he would never solve.

"What else are you hiding from me, Y/n?"

Joker's question caught you off guard. "Huh? Oh uh.. well I guess a lot of stuff but I mean, we're even. There's a boat ton that I don't know about you." You mused.

Joker felt embarrassment for the first time. He was trying to pry information out of you and it instantly backfired. You shared so much about yourself and he rarely returned the favor.

"But it doesn't matter. I know enough." You pushed your plate away and stood up to stretch.

Joker was left in a daze as you blatantly disregarded his failure at being more open with you.

The two of you were trying to be a couple however he still kept so much from you. Even if he was Gotham City's most notorious criminal shrouded in mystery, as his lover? Roommate? Friends with benefits? Whatever you are! You deserve to know more about him.

Which begged the question; what were you to Joker? He wanted to say those three magic words so badly.. but would it change anything if he said them?

Labels. What a concept.

"Hey J, I found this on the front porch this morning."

Joker was forced out of his thoughts when you walked away to grab a manila envelope. It crinkled loudly as you passed it to Joker.

"It looked important and I um.. well I didn't want to bother your operations so I didn't mess with it." You explained with a sheepish smile.

"Good girl." Joker praised you and ripped open the fat envelope to peek inside. You flushed at the compliment but noticed Joker's entire mood change thereafter.

Whatever it was inside, it wasn't good. Joker's facial expression didn't change but there was a subtle tick in his jaw and his grip on the folder tightened as he briefly glanced over the contents.

"Is... everything okay?" Jade eyes flickered over to you.

You saw so much yet so little swirling within his guarded glare. Trust was a two way street and both of you gave it freely but in that moment, Joker put up a barricade to keep you out.

"It will be. Listen Y/n.." He flung the missive onto the table and approached you slowly.

You knew things were serious. Joker held your gaze and not once did he exaggerate his words.

"I don't want you going anywhere alone for the foreseeable future." He rubbed your arms in what he thought was a reassuring manner but it did the exact opposite.

"Joker. You're scaring me."

He couldn't fix his lips and tell you the truth. He needed to be strong to protect you. Somehow he would find a way around this and keep you safe. He had to. Joker couldn't stop your incoming tears but he could hold you close and offer support.

"Bunny, I never, never, want to scare you mkay?" Joker leaned back so he could tip your chin up to look at him. "I— um. You know I got you, right?"

You replied back, "I-I know..."

Joker sighed and pulled you in for another bone crushing hug. It was on the tip of his tongue. Why couldn't he just tell you? This was gonna eat him alive until he finally said it.

You picked up Joker hesitating with his words and it wasn't his usual theatrical kind either.

Something wasn't right but this unexpected affection from Joker outweighed your fear of the unknown. You weren't used to him being affectionate outside of the bedroom so you soaked up the feeling while it lasted. You wrapped your arms around him but when your head turned to rest on his chest, your eyes landed on the ominous envelope.

It looked so innocent lying on the table. You wondered what it contained to have Joker so concerned.

He placed kisses on the crown of your head and rubbed your back in warm, erratic circles. Everything about this touchy moment had butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Perhaps Joker did care about you– just in his own special way.

Maybe just maybe, he felt the same way you did.

Joker held you for like forever until you yawned loudly.

He thanked you for cooking breakfast and whisked you back to bed, claiming you needed a nap. You didn't protest since you were rather sleepy from getting up so early. You woke up sometime around seven with a full bladder and a roaring stomach. You found the bathroom just fine but tripped over something on the way to the kitchen.

For someone who 'didn't plan ahead' Joker did just that.

A duffel bag filled with more personal care products, underwear, (how he got a hold of them you weren't quite sure) and etc. were mixed in with his things and the wayward weapon. You pulled out your favorite brand of shampoo and a magazine clip of bullets. Honestly you weren't even surprised anymore.

After washing and styling your hair, you rummaged through the kitchen in search for the necessary pots and pans needed to cook breakfast.

Whoever prepared the house for the weekend stocked the fridge but it was still bare compared to what you were used to back at home.

They expected you and Joker to just spend one night. You hoped Joker moved the itinerary around in order to stay for the weekend. You liked it here and it was good for your mental recuperation.

A Saturday nap would do you some good but you couldn't go to sleep to save your life. The only reason Joker tucked you in was so he could read over whatever was inside that envelope without you looking over his shoulder. A part of you wished you peeked inside when you first found it.

You stepped outside to get some fresh air and spotted it lying on the ground. It reminded you of the unmarked brown box Joker's goon gave him at the airport, so you brought it inside, thinking nothing more of it as you cooked breakfast.

Now well after the fact, your curiosity was itching to find out what it was. It had The Joker rattled so it must be something big. You wiggled under the covers coming up with possible scenarios like it was some huge plot twist in a book. You were caught up in your imaginary theories, you failed to notice Joker watching you from the bedroom door.

He was leaning on the frame enjoying the show as cute little pouts weighed down your lips. You must've been doing some intense thinking, he almost felt bad for interrupting.

"Did you even ~try~ to sleep?" You jumped and whipped your gaze to the door. Joker looked oddly normal standing there.

His hair was swept back and with his arms crossed you could admire his muscles in all their glory. Joker was the ideal build in your opinion. You noticed his sleeping pants hung low on his hips and you were shocked to see angry red scratches all over his body in the morning light.

He followed your stare and laughed.

"Oh these? My Bunny got some claws on her. Marked me uP real gooood. Wanna see the back?" He winked and turned around before you could tell him yes.

You did uh.. quite the number on him. Joker had several irritated welts running down his back. When did you even....? You glanced down at your nails in shock. 

Joker grabbed your hands as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Mhmm, you did that Sugar. Andddd. I. Loved. It."

Joker bopped you on the nose with your own finger. Of course you jumped. He was acting weird. He must've noticed your side eye since he leaned over you to kiss you gently. You could never say no to that.

"What's that pretty lil brain thinkin' bout, hmm?" He asked. You were frozen in place when he hummed and kissed you again. Surely you were dreaming.

You managed to fall asleep and this was your dream. A different version of Joker who took his time learning the curve of your lips with his own. Joker who took a deep breath before cupping the back of your neck to guide your lips more on his.

A different lover who thrived on the soft sighs that escaped your lips but didn't push things further unless you wanted to. Light caressing on your body proved Joker had a far gentler side that no one would ever know about except you. He leaned back so you could see emeralds shining down at you. He even looked at you differently!

The flecks of gold in his eyes reflected the devotion his mouth failed to express. Speaking of..

Joker parted his lips to speak, "I need to tell you-"

You reached up to grab ahold of his hair. "No.. no more talking..." Your finger wound itself around a brown curl and tugged. "Just keep kissing me, please."

Joker searched your eyes for something; whether he found it or not, you'd never know. He heard your plea and swallowed up your airy whine with another kiss. Nothing else was spoken.

Okay so maybe you and Joker did talk a bit. Well talking with your bodies for two days straight.

He treated you like royalty, the Light in his life, the sole meaning to his cruel existence. There wasn't a second that went by that you didn't question Joker's intentions with you. They were clear as day. You felt stupid for thinking otherwise.

He took your knowledge about introvert burnout and did everything in his power to nip it in the bud correctly. He took you out to buy some clothes and also to stock up the fridge to meet your standards. A stroll to an ice cream parlor was the perfect setting to announce the two of you were staying in the Vineyard until Monday.

You dropped your cone as you tackled Joker with a hug. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" You chanted.

He could still feel your body squeezing his own in the midday sun. A hug had never felt so good. The kiss that followed was ten times better.

Joker disappeared for a few minutes and you panicked until he reappeared with a devilish grin on his face and a replacement ice cream cone, (insert favorite flavor) of course.

You remembered the taste of it as he drove you back to the house, holding your left hand with his right, despite you griping about his horrendous driving. Not once did you notice the faint aroma of flowers. Once again Joker was acting strange, asking you to put up the groceries while he handled some things.

You rolled your eyes but left him to own devices as you rearranged the groceries inside the fridge. Half an hour later, Joker scared you half to death, jumping out from a blind spot and tugging you up the stairs– going on about some kind of surprise.

He stood behind you, covering your eyes and doing a terrible job at navigating, until he lifted them away and flipped your world upside down.

"J... when did you..?" You walked closer to the bathtub where tea candles and fresh roses floated in the water.

It was the perfect romantic scene straight out of your favorite novel. You swore it was corny when done in different variations of media but now that you experienced it firsthand, the gesture was so sweet.

"You wanted to soak so I uh.." He waved at the setup, at a loss for words. It was dark in the bathroom but you still noticed Joker licking his lips– a sign of his nerves.

"Just. Bathe or whatever so we can have sex late-rr."

He left you to it and you tried your hardest not to laugh at his flustered retreat. You'd never seen him so nervous before. It was cute. Joker could be considerate in his own unusual way. You were sore from the beach sand so you didn't waste the hot water and you thanked Joker for his kind gesture later on that night. And the night after that and.. ahhh, you get the idea.

Joker had you addicted. If you weren't tangled up in the sheets with him, you were enjoying the vast grounds on the property.

There was a trail leading towards a private beach, a mini flower garden, and the detached house had another patio that rivaled the main terrace. You sat out there with a notepad and pen to dot down a few ideas for your book almost all Sunday afternoon.

The words flowed naturally from being surrounded by serenity. There was no such thing as writer's block when your mind was so clear. Quite honestly, you couldn't remember the last time you took a vacation to reset your brain. Was it before you started writing the sequel to WHB? That felt like such a long time ago. You went to visit Mom and Dad at the beginning of this year but that didn't count as a getaway.

This short weekend that Joker carved out for you was a true vacation. You'd remember this excursion forever. Joker made sure of that with everything little thing he did.

Unfortunately the weekend came and went and now it was time to return to reality. You mourned the moment when Joker would revert back his cold, detached demeanor. But that wasn't the case.

Joker woke you up early Monday morning with gentle kisses down your spine while ambling off the day's itinerary on your skin. First, finish up the food in the fridge, followed by a quick shower together, before driving to the airport to board the jet back to Gotham City. Joker would fly again and he encouraged you to nap during the four hour travel time. He expected the arrival time around 10am.

You assumed that once Joker was back within Gotham's city limits he would be his old self again but he surprised you yet again.

Once he landed the plane, he helped you down the stairs, (you were not a morning owl) and into the idling car on the tarmac. You were waiting for him to hop in behind you but instead he was sounding off instructions to the driver.

"Take her direct-ly to her apartment. Do not stoP for coffee. She goes straight home." His voice was deep and menacing to his goon and it sent shivers down your spine hearing it.

This was The Joker everyone feared. He was turning to walk away but you quickly rolled the window down to call out to him. "J wait!"

He smiled to himself hearing you use his shortened name more frequently. Joker was too stiff you mentioned one night as the two of you lounged out on the terrace.

"J sounds more personal, more intimate you know?"

Joker had yet to officially talk to you about his feelings but you easily noticed his behavior change towards you. His devotion to you wasn't limited to just the beach house. You needed to know that even if he couldn't verbally communicate it.

"Aren't you coming back with me?" You asked him through the window. You could barely keep your eyes open, you were so tired.

Joker sighed and walked over to rub his thumb against your cheek. He concealed his face the moment the plane touched down on the tarmac but you instinctively knew the corners of his mouth were tipped up in a smile.

There was always a smirk on Joker's face when he looked at you. His Light gave him a reason to smile. And this was the Joker you knew and never feared.

"No baby doll. I'll be bacK before you uhh, notice.. me gone, mkay?" He pushed his mask down enough to kiss you and sent a glare at the driver who dared try to watch.

Just because he was openly affectionate with you didn't mean it was an invitation to stare. He was definitely killing this idiot later.

It was just another thing he needed to inform his men about. Establishing tighter security, reviewing protocol on manners, (revolving around you) some extensive damage control and burning old bridges for a brighter future. He had a lot to cover today.

You knew what Joker was gonna say next. "Yeah yeah, don't wait up. I get it. You can go" You waved him off.

Still had a mouth on you..

"Watch iT, Bunny." He narrowed his eyes but stepped away so the town car and the second vehicle trailing behind it could leave.

From now on you'll have a security detail 24/7. He was a fool for not assigning one before everything happened. But things are different now. He was determined to keep his Light safe. Joker had half a mind on calling them back and going with you but he was serious on debriefing his men today.

He needed to visit home base and by no means did Joker want you caught up in his organization more than you already were. There would be a clear divide between you and his work in order to keep you safe.

Still, he never took his eyes off your car until it turned the corner. He had a bad feeling about this.

Joker's goon dropped you off at your penthouse and sped off before you could even close the car door. You rolled your eyes and fished out your key before walking into the main lobby.

Everything was the same and the front desk attendant still greeted you warmly as you asked if there was any mail or messages. Surprisingly nothing came since you left for Atlanta Thursday night. Your bed was calling your name. You were bone tired from your red eye flight with Joker.

But most importantly you were glad to be home. Your quiet abode tucked away from everything that made Gotham City so famous. All the bright lights and noise ceased once you stepped foot into your high rise home. You unlocked the door with a smile. Just the way you left it. God, you needed to clean.

You walked in, turning on lights along the way to the kitchen. You had plans to grab some water for your plants but you screamed bloody murder instead.

You hurled your shoe at the person seated at your island as if he owned the place. He probably thought he did. "Why are you in my apartment, Grayson?!"

Dick was helping himself to the groceries you and Joker bought before the weekend getaway. This man stayed raiding your fridge..

Based on previous experiences, you would need to buy more since Dick could eat you out of house and home. He would stay for days as if this was his penthouse until he got bored and left. Oh no. You wondered if he discovered any of Joker's belongings. Now was not the time to panic.

Dick flashed you a handsome smile before slapping a magazine down on the counter. "You tell me, Y/n. Someone's been a naughty, naughty girl."

Okay. Maybe it was time to panic.

"What?" You stomped over and snatched the gossip mag up to read it thoroughly. Your stomach dropped like a stone reading the cover.

HOT! HOT! HOT! Popular YA & romance author, Y/n L/n spotted leaving Atlanta club with secret lover.

Some paparazzi managed to snap the perfect photo of you and Joker leaving Euphoria dead late Thursday night without being seen. Joker, whose face was miraculously obscured from the shot, was seen carrying you bridal style out of the club. You wondered how Joker transported you from the club to the hotel room after he tore your dress. Here was the answer.

You were pictured wearing only Joker's suit jacket with your legs completely bare, save for the heels adorning your feet. Joker held you possessively and it didn't take a cryogenics scientist to deduce the two of you recently had sex. Your bed head was enough evidence and Joker didn't look any better.

You could hear Cindy screaming now. Oh but it gets better!

Another picture was printed of you and Joker while out shopping Saturday afternoon in the Vineyard. Your heel strap came loose and Joker was ever the gentleman that day. He bent down to fix it right there on the sidewalk.

He was captured tying it back together with his back to the camera while you gazed lovingly down at him, biting your lip. A follow-up shot showed you kissing him with your hands buried in his hair.

You remembered that kiss. He still tasted like ice cream.

Y/n caught canoodling with secret lover in Martha's Vineyard. Is she cheating on Gotham City's most eligible bachelor, Bruce Wanye, or is this new man her one true love?

You looked up at Dick when he leaned his forearms on the counter. "So, Y/n? When do I get to meet Prince Charming?"

[demonicdeadbeat]

Roleplayer desperately seeks Werewolf (or other monster 👀) OC to rail gently smoosh against his Vampire OC

Hello RP Tumblr! I have a proposition for you.

I'm seeking someone to play a Werewolf, other were-animal, or anything/anyone monstrous whether hidden behind a transformation or not, against my ancient Vampire OC.

Some facts about him: His face claim is David Tennant. He's around about 1400 years old, and has generally seen some shit. He's snarky, but has a heart of gold when you get to know him - if he let's you close enough. He's named Ciaran, last name tends to vary with what persona he's using. He has a few of those personas tbh, and tends to flit between them to avoid having to stay in one place/situation too long. He's a very lonely man who longs for connection but has never been good with that.

Facts about the universe: in short its a modern day setting, with a supernatural twist. History is as history is irl, for the most part, but supernatural races have always been present in the world as well. They've been through eras where they were hunted, feared, othered; but a relatively recent UN treaty has most countries obeying an uneasy peace with the supernaturals which have made themselves at home within their borders. There's still hunters underground, and those supernatural folk who buck against the idea of the treaty, but most people are obeying the law.

What I'm seeking: a werewolf, werecreature, or other monstrous raced supernatural character for a shipping RP focused on their romance. There'll be smut! Kink, preferably, also. (We can discuss limits but things like size kink, omegaverse or heat cycles depending on the character, substance abuse, monsterfucking and a veritable bevvy of other kinky things are on the table on my end! I have few limits too!)

I'm looking for a Discord partner who: is interested in a MxM or MxNB RP sith me playing a cis male character. I am very receptive to trans, enby and intersex characters, and prefer greatly real life or description only face claims who are older than 30. (I will not play against animanga FCs or cartoons or video game characters for this RP, sorry!) Their actual age characters be anything 30+ in the RP of course.

I would like a laid back environment where we can chat ooc and do fun stuff like playlists, moodbaords, inspiration sharing, etc. together. I would also like you to be lazy literate, reply with between 1-5 paras, sometimes more depending on circumstances, and to reply preferably multiple times a day. Slow moving RP is as boring to me as one liners so if you can't dedicated enough time for that, please don't reply to me!

I am ONLY seeking smut and kink friendly 18+ RPers at present.

About me: I'm Oli, I'm 32, and I've been RPing for over 20 years. I'm not strict on grammar or spelling so long as we can understand each other. I'm really chill and laid back despite how it may seem hdhddj. I jsut really want to get to play Ciaran as I've had peopled rop me when I bring his FC into it or the fact I only want FCs who are 30+... I'm getting desperate now haha.

I also don't want to join a group RP! Sorry!

Pleass reply here, message me here on this blog, or alternatively get at me on Discord (preferred.) My username is oli.writes.stuff :)

[serpulalacrymans]

I never wanted to hurt you please know im not trying to- PLEASS but i know im not crazy- i dont want anything from you besides you to smile again.. You controlled youself for me- it made me so happy that youbdid. It ment EVERYTHING to me

I just want to Make you less loney All i want is to be yours ..you dont have to be mine you can do what you want ...Please i didnt mean to hurt you- i didnt want you to feel such a disgusting feeling-

Please forgive me ill do whatever you want- please please just tell me....

You can make me less lonely.. By just being. Yourself. And staying calm. And not doing all of this. I don't want anyone. I just want to get along and let this whole thing go. It was a piggy bank Lou! I didn't know what was in it!.. I didn't know teeth were proposals and I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't shut this down sooner. I don't want to be so loud and I don't want to be so upsetting but I don't know how to get this to stop!

...

I'm wrong. I am very wrong in saying that. I'm sorry. This is yourself. I may not like it but it is still a part of you. I didn't mean to get so mad.. This is all just a really big misunderstanding.

I forgive you. But only if you forgive me. And this just.. Stops. We go back to the way things were. That's all I want Lou.. I know it's stressful.. I know it's tiresome.. But nothing is wrong.. I'm still here for you..

You were beautiful.. Let's just enjoy that.. Okay?..

[ask-the-sensual-primarch]

Fulgrim slowly swirled the liquid in his goblet around slowly. He was bored, and very tired. Not physically tired, but Emotionally tired. He looked at his dancing Daemonettes and Daemons and just let out a soft, annoyed sigh. Slowly rising from his throne he clapped his hands together and said kindly, but with the tone one knows to obey. "Alright darlings, leave me. I'm feeling morose, and I don't want you catching these feelings or these hands!" -he chuckled as he looked at his playthings with a wicked smile. One such pet would walk up with an equally wicked smile as she spoke with a soft hiss in her voice. "No sssuch luck, Lord Fulgrim. The Princce wantsss to ssshow you a play they made. Pleasse, remain sssiting." She said with a deep and theatric bow. Fulgrim's "heart" dropped. Slaanesh had a play for him? This spelled nothing good, but he would sit and wait. His wait would not belong as his Master's Form would Grace his pleasure palace. They would look around and smile, and look back to Fulgrim. "I love what you have done with the place. So much sensual desire here, and so much turmoil beneath it. I'm very proud of this, but I have been feeling you. Feeling your discontent, and so Mommy/Daddy has a lovely little play for you! Something you cheer you right up! And perhaps, a bit of a knife twisting in that squirming, cowardly gut of yours."

As They spoke to him, Fulgrim would find himself being strapped down. His own "flesh-weave" chair gripping his wrists and lower half down. The powerful Primarch tried to pull away, but under the power of a God, what chance did he have? Soon small, slutty looking imps giggled and frolicked over to Fulgrim and climbed up the chair, and dug their claws into his eye lids, holding them open to make him watch.

"My...My master, what is...all this?" -He asked, holding back the worry in his tone with a playful and sweet expression on his face. Slaanesh smiled as They would turn and speak just as sweet, but with a darker inflection. "Oh pet, I have been feeling how you have been languishing here in the Pleasure Palace I have given you! And I thought maybe I could help give you a little perspective, remind you of some things my little Grey's are having a hard time trying to figure out why you can't come to grips with."

-As They stated this, a massive stage was built before them. It seemed like an operatic stage, but human-sized puppets was dropped from the catwalk above them. Fulgrim, being forced to watch was made to see a full puppet play about himself. From before he was with his father, to this point.-

-Forced to watch the puppet of himself slowly cracking and shattering like fine porcelain under pressure, and under time's slow crushing might.- -At first, the cracks were small, hairline fractures only to be seen if one was to move closer and be face to face to said puppet. From the moments where Fulgrim was pulled into the Emperor's fold, and given less than what he needed to work with. A part of him knew that his father only did this because Fulgrim could make "miracles" from hardly anything. His persuasiveness and cunning were his best weapons, next to his impeccable sword play. But it was later on when what was a compliment, turned into what felt like a punishment.- -More and more he would see these thin fractures slowly fall off the puppet. Exposing something beneath the puppet's outer layer. Fulgrim began to struggle, to pull away.- My...My lord...please... -The Primarch began to feel a sense of dread and anger, of sorrow and despair; all the while Slaanesh was feeding off of this and giggled- Oh my little pet, don't worry it get's better! This little reminder and stroll down your memory lane would be dull without your reaction to it!

-Fulgrim would continue to watch, as the puppet him would obtain the Laer Blade. It having a wicked eye in the hilt that looked, not at the puppet, but at Fulgrim himself, as the now fissures on the puppet became craterous. It would show his slow fall, his losses, and more of the things that pushed him towards chaos. The Trail of Nikia as he agreed that his brother and many like him, should be shackled and unable to use their powers as it was abhorrent, and aberration and mutation that should be squashed. A tactic to push Magnus from the Emperor and from the other primarchs, and from humanity.- -Fulgrim struggled as things continued. Why was he being forced to watch his fall, he knew it, he understood what happened! Why then was he being tormented with his past!? It would hit him, as he watched, in such amazing detail with the puppets before him. Istavan 3. The betrayal, the massacre, and the inevitable fight between him and His brother. The Fulgrim puppet, now more or less just fractures and cracks, and missing pieces slammed into the Ferrus Puppet with such force that it split the head off of it. The head falling from the stage, and rolling over to Fulgrim himself.- -It opened it's mouth and let out a spew of insults, mockery, and so much more as Fulgrim growled angrily. The things Ferrus happened to be the same things he said about himself. "Coward" "Kin Slayer" and many more of the like. Fulgrim slumped back as this wretched ride continued to show him his miniscule successes and his many, many failures. His desire to fight back drained as he just took it at this point, changing his pain into soft pleasures.- There we are, pet! See, you just need to take in all that pain and fuel yourself. Make your pain your pleasure, and give it to so many more! I want you to free yourself, and so many others. But you cannot do so, shackled to a tether of humanity. Now, go forth my darling toy, and break others as I have broken you! -The tittering giggle and then manical laughter filled the Pleasure palace, as everything vanished in pink smoke.-

[superbattrash]

Shut up, I’ll go to bed after this one

These names are….. something

Just call yourself Boom, bro 🙄 don’t put murder in your name, that’s just stupid

If they kill my boy, I’m gonna riot so hard

..fuck. I’m gonna watch one more episode aren’t I?

Oh? I’m another new intro? At least this one is pretty. Still boring tho :/ hmm. Could grow on me ig

So a creepy old teacher? Well that shouldn’t surprise me

That suit is better than the other one, let’s be real

BRO. OLD DUDE ASKED YOU TO DO SOMETHING, JUST DO IT. You THINK TOO MUCH 🙄 the old man is absolutely right. You gotta do whaT YOU TOLD TODOROKI TO DO, YOU IDIOT

Oh someone who doesn’t like Bakugo? Surprise surprise. Huh. Okay, so he gets a calm and collected teacher? That’s good ig

What? He seriously accepted his dad’s offer? Why the fuck would you DO THAT????

You’re getting better kiddo but uh. Still not good 😂

Oh? A young All Might? 👁️👁️✨ Toshinori, yes. I have to remember that.

Ooohhhh :O oh oh oh!!! Now THAT is a hero!!

Aw COME ON I CANT KEEP WATCHING THIS SHOW >:/

..ok one more

Oh handface really is disgusting

Iida’s drowning in his own anger and guilt and hatred, sweetie, that’s how he’s doing

I really like Iida’s teacher dude, he’s a cutie

Why is your tonGUE ALL WOBBLY

Oh ewwwww 😰 there are more nomus????? Yuck

Just get off on that stop, idiot, you know you want to. Oh never mind it’s - OH NO EW IT’S THEM…. Wait, are we gonna get a teacher death???? Nooooooo

NO!!! NO NO NO!!!! IIDA NOOOOO PLEASE DONT!!!! DONT DO THIS BABY PLEASE

OH COME ON STOP DOING THIS TO ME >:(((((

…yeah ok the opening felt like something good for once here

Oh EUGH >:S why are YOU here? Blegh

Iida, my sweet baby child 😭❤️❤️ NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! STOP STOP STOOOOOP DONT DO THIS PLEASE STOP THIS NO NO NO NOOOOO!!!!!!! NO IIDA PLEASE NO

DEKUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my god first time you’re A REAL HERO MY LITTLE ANNOYING CRY BABY

FOR FUCK SAKE!!!!!! NO NO NO NO NOOOOO

PLEASE BE TODOROKI!!!!!! PLEASS BE OH FUCK YES THANK THE FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!

Oh heheheheheheh he has his number, aww :3 I mean um. Good on u boys

Oh EW EW EW EW LICKING A CHILD???? YOU FUCKING CREEP

Get over yourself, Iida, you’re just making it worse :/

FU C K YEaAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! THAT’S MY BOYS

Oh the music 🥺🥺🥺 oh. Oh my heart 😭 JESUS CHRIST I AM SOBBING?????? 😭😭😭😭

COME ON IIDA PLEASE GET UUUUUP

What

WHAT

HOW FUCKING DARE THEY

..I’m never going to bed 😭

Please. Pleeeeease 😭 please I need you to be okay. Please baby please please pleASE 😭😭😭😭

YEAHHHHHHH BEAT HIS ASS KICK HIS FACE IN MURDER HIMMMMMMMM!!!!!!

Oh another tightening of the fist closeup 👁️✨

OH. GOD. SELF SACRIFICING MORONS I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH COME OOOONNN!!!!!! FUCK HIM UP

FUCK

HIM

UUUUUPPPPP

\o/

Oh ugh back to this guy 🙄 can someone kill him? Or just. Yaknow. Maim him a little? Please? Knock him on his ass at least?

YEAH!!!! Cos your son is AN ACTUAL HERO YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT >:(((

THE FUCKING CHILLS I AM GETTING BOOOYYYS

…ok I’ll admit his theme song thing is. kinda badass. I would like any and I do mean ANY redeeming qualities in this man but. Oh no, did I doom him to die with my hatred? 😬 whoopsie

Oh 🥺 oh my baby 🥺 oh sweetheart 🥺❤️ god this is such a good scene 😭

WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT IT WAS O- NOOOOOO NOT AGAIN MOTHERFUCKER

Oh?? Oh? Oh 🥲 what. what are u doing bro??

HOW ABOUT CAPTURING HIM AGAIN, HELLO???? H E L L OOOOOOOOOO??!?!?!!?!!!

His face? Oh what. What is up with his face?? On another note: he is such a good villain!!!!!!

FUCKING DO SOMETHING??? Oh. W..what

That was some intense angry 😰

Fucking finally, an episode I can STOP AFTER JESUS CHRIST

[i-cant-sing]

Just thinking about a deadly disease spreading throughout the RE8 village and reader being one of the unfortunate to get infected. Its a supert painful disease that kills you very slowly. Chances of survival are next to none.

Poor reader is just having the worst time of have her life because this disease is eating her from inside out but she doesn't even have the time to rest or process it because she's still on her mission to find Rose.

Her only comfort is Handsome, the zombie cyborg growing more distressed by the hour. Your skin is turning pale, you're losing weight faster than you're consuming calories, you're feverish, breaths are shallow and you can't even seem to hold your own weight, having to lean on Handsome for support, all while chanting "Rose. Rose. Need to find her."

Eventually though, you pass out in his arms.

Handsome doesn't know what to do other than provide you some very basic care, but it worries him when you don't wake up. So, he caries you towards Heisenberg's factory, where Heisenberg is having yet another argument with Lady Dimitrescu. But they drop it the moment their eyes land on you.

Soon, word spreads to the other Lords as well that you're sick and they're all gathered together to find a cure for you because no way are they gonna let you die.

But it's agonising to watch you suffer through it. You're feverish, in extreme pain, in and out of consciousness and yet you're still incoherently mumbling your sister's name.

As more time passes, your symptoms worsen. The disease feels like its eating up your organs from inside, your head feels like someone is hammering nails in it, and your bones feel like someone is snapping them very slowly.

You may have a high pain tolerance but now, you wanted to much rather die than spend another second through this curse.

So you begged them. You begged them to kill you.

"Pleass- please, just do it. I don't care- I don't care how, but please do it!"

Alcina tried to soothe you. "Sweetie, no. It's gonna be okay! We're finding you the medicine. You're gonna be all good in no time!" She smiled, wiping the sweat off your forehead with her handkerchief, but you knew the truth.

"Y-you're lying- you're lying. You don't have the cure- don't have any medicine for me-" You started coughing, blood staining the rag you'd hacked up into. "I'm gonna die anyways. Why make me suffer through it?"

Moreau shook his head. "No, no! We are working on the cure!"

You chuckled dryly, wincing as your throat hurt. "Yeah? I bet you're gonna propose she turns me into a vampire."

Alcina peeked from under her hat. You shook your head. "Dont bother. If I became one, dad would never accept me."

Silence fell over the room at the mention of Ethan. It was no surprise that they all loathed him, maybe even more now than before.

Heisenberg left the room, his hands shaking in rage. He didn't want you to become a vampire, he didn't. But if that was the only way to save you, he'd do it.

Yet all you could think about was Ethan, the man who abandoned his one daughter in favour for another. He bets Ethan isn't even worried in the slightest about you right now, or trying to track you down.

Donna is going through all of her father's books to find anything useful in it for you, while Angie is crying with the Dimitrescu sisters.

Moreau is testing medicines upon medicines upon other infected people from the village, sighing as he crosses off the drugs as more people die.

Alcina and Heisenberg are both extremely frustrated because of your wish to die. How can they kill you when they've never even imagined of hurting a hair on your head?

You're still a child for fucks sake! You're too young to die, too young to even think about contemplating death.

And it broke their heart to hear you beg for them to do it.

"Handsome?" You called out to the man standing silently in the corner. His drill whirled in response. "Can you do it?"

He walked closer to you, wanting to know what you're asking.

"Can you kill me?" He didn't reply. "I know you can hear me, Handsome. Please, just- you know what? Give me the gun. I'll- I'll do it myself. Yeah, I'll do it-" you cut yourself with another coughing fit and he rushed to give you sine water.

Handsome didn't sleep a wink that night. How could he, when all he could think about was you waking up and picking up a revolver to off yourself. He couldn't trust you to not hurt yourself, not anymore.

After a few more agonising nights, your health started to return, and a week later, you were normal again, and soon you were back on the road to find Rose again with Handsome.

However, you also had many others following you around in the shadows. It was the Lords, because they couldn't bare to be at rest now (or ever again) after all they had seen you go through.

Oof imagine how Chris and Leon would react to a sick reader. Like I can see their anxiety going through the roof, Chris is coaxing you to drink the warm soup and drink your medicine while Leon is threatening one doctor after another to find a cure.

[fertilize-my-eggs]

" You're been a very bad kitty. " Aizawa x black chubby fem! Reader smut part two

Part one

You get up to lay on his thigh, you already know what's he's like so you rise your ass a bit and arch your back more." Want you to count and say sorry sir after, it's be up to 25 do you understand? " you nods your head but he's slap your cheek costing you to moan loud." Need words kitty cat. " you look at him." Yes I understand sir. " he's hum quietly then begin to slap your ass." O-one sorry sir. " each time you count, he's gets more rough by the second, you were sobbing." t-twenty-four... Sorrry sir!! " he's hum more." Last one. " he's move his hand all the way back then to slap both your cheeks harshly at the same time, you scream out." Twenty-five! Sorry sir!! " he's started rubbing your cheeks softly." Get up." You quickly got up as he's look at you, he's stare at you with lustful eyes." Lay on the bed arms up and don't move or you're be in more trouble princess." You obey like always such good girl. He's didn't say anything, he's begin to tie his scarf all over your arms and legs as well, you looks so pretty being tie up. He's take his time to take his clothes off, you look at his nice muscular body, he's get on and start caressing your body sweetly, he's started kisses your thick thighs as you softly moan out. He's reach to your heat as he's lick and suck your pussy. He's goes faster and focus on your clit as your crys begin to get louder. He's put two finger inside you as he's goes faster and harder." Daddy pleasse! " you moan out, he's smirk by that and speed up more. You feel your orgasm getting close as you moan out his name, he's stop all together, you cry out." WHY? Why did you stop-.." The look in his eyes, you immediately shut up." You're been a very bad kitty.. You also been very bratty lately." You look away from him as He's move away to get into position." Only good girls get to cum, are you being good? " You whimper out trying to move your hip but can't." Yess!! I'm been a good girl please! " you beg him, he's taps his red tip to your clit cost you to whine out." Mhmm I'm not convince kitty cat." He's purred." Please sir!! Please I want your cock inside me please-.." You gasp loud as he's push inside, start move his hips faster and faster. Your crys and moans were getting high pitch, he's put his hands around your neck lightly as he's begin to fuck your brain out, you couldn't speak it's all feel too good. He's groaning at the feeling change the angle a bit to hit your sweet spot over, over again. You feel your high coming again calling out his name but he's stop again costing you to whine." Please m' sowwy, I'll won't do it again! " you cry out, his smirk grew back as he's grab your hips and start pounding into you, your sobbing getting loud each time, he's lean in and said." Cum for me kitten." You moan again and finally come around his cock, he's thrust few times to pull out and come all over your thighs and belly.

" Let's go clean you up and sleep already baby. "

There A03 if y'all wanna read it in full, thanks y'all for reading this😏😏

[sardonic-the-writer]

IM SORRY IF U DONT WANT TO DO THIS BUT

I JSUT CAME UP WITHH SMTH

WILFORD

TALKSHOW HOST

HEADCANONS

PLEASE PLEASS

AH

-☎️

IVE BEEN CRAVING WILFORD ASKS AAA THANK YOUUU

WILFORD

Let's stray away from the cliches shall we?

You didn't meet him by being a guest on his show no no

Instead you manned one of the few cameras that streamed the live show out into the world

It was a small job for someone, which was plenty fine with you

Fairly simple to manage and easy to predict

What you weren't expecting to get out of this job was an adventure

It started when some random people with leather jackets and glasses stormed into the studio, someone with a bald head and stubble leading them

You didn't have time to react or even yelp as a blur of pink sped past you, grabbing your wrist in the process

Once more, your brain had a hard time keeping up with what was going on as you ducked through hallways and rooms back stage that you didn't even know existed

Finally it all came to a (rather abrupt) halt as you slammed into the back of a vibrant pink button up

"Don't mind me" was all you heard from the funny talking man as you were lifted up off the ground and then throwing into a nearby car door

Wilford Motherloving Warfstache has just thrown you in his car

I-

And how exactly are you supposed to feel about this?

"Ah its you! The camera person. Good good, this is very good! Okay so we have one of two options here-"

This seemed familiar...

[sunatooru]

here me out, ushijima’s s/o trying to make herself cum but she can’t because she so use to his stretch. he comes home to find her a hot sweaty blubbering and he feels so bad that he makes her cum so many times that she has to tell him to stop

THANK YOU XX

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Warning: minors dni, 18+smut, failed masturbation, creampie and some degradation

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It just wasn’t the same. Your hand cupping and twisting your nipple, your other hand teasing and running down the folds of your pussy. You think about they way your boyfriend’s cock stands up when you grinds against him. His thick head, red and throbbing when he pulls it out before letting you cover him in your arousal.

You push a finger inside you, a soft gasp escaping your mouth as your slowly wiggle it. You sigh when it doesn’t elicit the pleasure you were hoping for and so you add another finger. The width a little better and you start pumping. Your nipple left alone as you aggressively rub your clit. Your head filled with the image of your boyfriend filling you up, groaning when you clench around him and how thick he feels. But it doesn’t help. You can’t compare to the way his fat cock stretches you out. Fingers not long enough to reach how deep he gets. You can’t help but cry at the lack of pleasure, frustration seeping out and you try to mould your body in way to feel good. From humping the pillow with his scent to getting the shower head to add pressure on your clit as you finger yourself. But after the tries, it still doesn’t work.

You almost trip on your way to greet your boyfriend when he comes home.

“Ushi- please pleasse I need your cock please I need it so much...I need you to fuck me!” You wail at him, hands rubbing at your cheeks as you look at him with distraught.

He runs his eyes over you. His scrunched up shirt on you, with your hands moving between your thighs. It’s enough to make his cock twitch. Your skin is wet and lips obviously swollen from how much you’ve bitten them. He didn’t like how his baby was distress, so he was going to help you.

He nods and effortlessly picks you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he walks the bedroom. Hips bucking against him, anything to get yourself off.

“Wait a minute, muffin.” He grunts as you rub against him, his cock straining as he sits on the end of the bed with you in his lap.

He starts to kiss you, his big hand tangled in your hair as you continue to grind against him. He groans when you press against him harder, breaking the kiss and taking off his top and lowering his trousers down so his erection is free. You whimper at the sight. His tip a shade darker than the rest, a thick vein popping out as he cups your cunt.

“Fuck- so wet..” he exhales.

“Pl-lwase I need your cock-“ you cry and his jaw slacks as he watches you.

He lifts you and pulls you down onto his length, a scream escaping your mouth as he pumps you. You grab onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he easily jerks his cock inside your cunt.

“My needy whore.” He stretches you out, the feeling of his fat cock filling you completely up. You yell when his tip hits your deep spot, your head thrown back as your nails rake down his back.

“Is this what you wanted?” He hisses when you clench around him.

You choke on your words as you stutter out ‘yes’ with every slam of your hips. He sucks your neck, pulling some skin with his teeth before soothing it with his warm tongue. You eyes scrunched shut as you feel your stomach tense, his grip getting harder and faster, you were finally going to orgasm. You squeeze his cock as your body arches, a drawn out scream filling the room as you cum around him.

The sight of your shivering body makes his balls tighten and quickly flips you on your back to get a better look. Your face looks so fucked out, tired and pretty, he can’t help but snap his hips against yours again. The sudden movement makes you jolt, your cunt sensitive as he slides inside and out again.

“So pretty..”. He grunts and bends your knees so your feet are placed on his chest.

He hovers forward, his balls smacking your ass as he pounds your leaking cunt. You just feel so good wrapped around him, the way your walls pulse as he pushes his sheath harder. But it’s too much. It’s too much after your previous failed attempts at getting yourself off. It’s too much when his thickness stretches you out so wide, his cock pushing so deep into your cunt that you can feel him in your stomach.

You start babbling under him. Hands clawing at big arms. But he’s too indulged into your cunt that he has you pressed in half as he fucks you. They way your pussy clamping around him making him raw you harder.

You scream when your thighs push against your stomach, legs kicking out as you burst around his cock, his cum mixing with yours. His deep groan vibrating through your body and he slips out, admiring your pussy oozing out his thick load.

“No no, too much, no more-“ you pant out when you feel his fingertip run against your folds.

You legs shaking violently, chest rising sharply, as you try to catch your breath. He runs a hand through his hair, grunting at your worn out state.

He’ll just wait until you come begging again.