#Premature Ejaculation How Many Minutes

[rememberwren]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Easy peasy premature ejaculation squeezy. Hypersexual!Simon/fem!reader, handjobs, premature ejaculation.

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Ghost works his boxers back up his thick thighs and disappears into the en-suite bathroom in just them and his t-shirt. You definitely don’t check him out as he leaves. When he comes back, he has wiped his abs clean and holds an extra one in his hands. He has trouble meeting your eyes, but when he does, he gives a little self-deprecating smile that looks more like a wince. 

He’s still hard. 

“Is it always like this?” you ask. 

“Pretty much,” he says, sitting heavily on the bed. The bed frame is solid and sturdy, supporting him nicely. You shift, tucking your heels underneath you, feeling your underwear cling to the sticky wetness of your cunt. You do your best to ignore it. “It’s worse with someone here.” 

“How many times do you usually…you know.” You make a hand gesture. 

He purses his lips at your crudeness. “A day? Or in a session?”

God. He has sessions? “Both?”

“Two or three times a session. Two or three sessions a day, depending on how busy I am with work,” he says, coming to lay flat on the bed. He throws his arm over his eyes again. He shrugs a massive shoulder. “If it’s less than twice a day, I can’t really focus on anything else. It’s all my body wants and all I can think about.”

You frown. “That sounds terrible.” 

His hackles rise. “We don’t need to talk about it. That’s not what you’re here for.” 

“Right. Are you ready? Again?” 

“As I’ll ever fucking be,” he mutters, shucking his boxers down again and letting them rest around his knees. He’s definitely grown harder during your conversation together. His hands are shaking, so he clenches them into fists and rests them on his abs, taking a handful of deep, cleansing breaths. “Just—go on. Do as I said and stop when I say.” 

“Close your eyes while I lick my hand.”

“Jesus Christ,” he mutters, but he shuts his eyes. You make sure to really slick your palm, spitting into it quietly—but he flinches at the sound as if it was a gunshot. 

Reaching out, you create a gentle, loose fist above his cock and slowly bring it down, enveloping the velvety head in your slick fist. His entire body goes tight, muscles clenching all over, teeth clicking as his jaw clamps shut. He is burning warm in your palm, smooth and soft as you drag your hand down his length to the base, letting the dark blond curls of his pubes tickle the meaty portion of your palm. He shudders violently, mouth falling open in a silent sound, eyes flickering rapidly beneath his lids. You realize now that you’re watching his face more than you’re watching his cock, but it is currently the more interesting of the two. 

Cock slicked by your saliva, the journey back up is a smooth slide. As soon as the crown of his cock enters the loose grip of your fist, Ghost flinches violently and barks out: “Stop!” 

One. 

You withdraw right away. His cock drools, precum oozing from the tip and dripping down the flushed length. He groans, grinding his palms against his eyes, and you have to swallow your own curse. This is the most arousing thing that’s ever happened to you—that you’ve ever been a part of, that is. 

Ghost takes nearly two full minutes to calm down properly, his chest going from full-on heaves to shaky rise-and-falls. He lets out a lengthy breath and moves his palms away from his eyes, casting you a dazed, exhausted look. He nods and shuts his eyes. 

You do the same thing all over again. He makes it through two full, slow strokes before he is telling you to stop again. Two. Despite his orders, his heels dig into the bed. His body chases your touch, pelvis lifting from the soft sheets, straining to follow your hand. He digs his fingers into his hair and pulls, knuckles white, using the pain to ground himself. 

“Again,” he croaks.  

You don’t have to slick your hand anymore; he is leaking, cock frequently giving eager twitches and jerks, like it is trying to tempt you to touch it. This time, you only manage to drag your fist halfway down the length of his cock before he is sucking in a breath and warning you off of him—and you make a mistake. Instead of letting go, you lift your hand off, inadvertently giving his sensitive head another pass through the slick passage of your fist. Ghost makes a guttural noise, reaches down to grip the base of his cock again, a touch that looks brutal with its ferocity. Three. 

“Don’t speak,” he begs at a whisper, eyes closed. “Don’t say a fucking thing, don’t even move, just—just—“

You sit in still silence, watching him struggle to hold off, wondering whether you really even want him to. You wouldn’t sabotage him (not intentionally, at least), but watching him cum earlier had awoken something twisted inside you. A part of you wanted to push his boundaries, to help him desensitize himself, to help him achieve his goal of normalcy. The other part of you wanted to ruin him. Did he realize that you were fighting a battle of your own, now? 

“That was way too fucking close,” he sighs, letting go of his cock. His eyes turn on you, dark and narrowed and nearly angry. “You’re supposed to stop when I say so.”

“It was an accident,” you say. “I’ll be more careful.” 

He grumbles something underneath his breath that you can’t quite catch, but looks resolved to his fate. He gives a stern nod, and this time he watches. You feel his eyes as tangible as any touch, stroking along the hills and valleys of your knuckles. You’re trembling a little as you bring your hand down around him. You’ve barely touched him when he makes a choked sound and bats your hand out of the way, body rising up onto one elbow as he grips at the base of his cock with his other hand—except it’s too late. You can tell by the look on his face, that pleasurable doom, that miserable capitulation. 

You meet eyes with each other, half a second’s worth of acknowledgement before he shuts his own, tucking his chin to his chest to avoid your gaze. You wait for him to let go, to ruin it again, but he doesn’t: with dextrous, devastating familiarity, he grips his cock and strokes it feverishly, the wet sounds barely audible over the sound of your own heartbeat and frantic breaths as he finally spills over. It’s less explosive than his previous orgasm but appears no less devastating to him. Cum dribbles over his scarred knuckles, dripping down his angular wrist. He is near-silent, holding his breath, withholding his pleasured sounds from you. 

At length he drops back down to the mattress from his elbow, panting and red-faced, resting his dirty hand against his belly. 

“Fuck,” he sighs to the ceiling. 

“You lasted a lot longer that time,” you offer cheerfully. 

The look he gives you is the one the phrase ‘if looks could kill’ was modeled after—you’re pretty sure. He reaches for the towel and offers it to you first. You wipe your palm and hand it back so that he can clean himself. He goes to pull up his boxers again, but you stop him. 

“You said you usually go three times in a session. We should try one more time, shouldn’t we?” 

[honey-flustered]

Kinktober Day 18: Aphrodisiac + Oral Fixation + Body Hair

Eddie Brock | Venom x Ex!Younger!F!Reader

Summary: Venom uses honey from your purse to whip up some tea for you and Eddie while helping you study. Little did he know, that honey has some…interesting side effects.

Warnings: dub con elements, exes to friends to lovers, accidental aphrodisiac, sub!eddie x horny!reader, consumption, teratophillia, not lore accurate, oral fixation (licking, biting), some scratching, oral through underwear, premature ejaculation, body hair kink, some hair pulling, threeway kiss, venom and reader are in cahoots, french kissing, some dry humping, age gap +18 reader, bimbo!reader, basically whole lot of tongue action

To this day, 7 months later, Venom still curses Eddie for letting you go. Blah, blah…she’s young and going to university…blah blah…new experiences. If long distance is really that hard, why is it that it only took Eddie 3 hours to drive to your dorm? If he was committed to your throupling, he’d make the commute everyday to see you.

But Ole Venom supposes he shouldn’t be too hard on Eddie. After all, he’s attentive enough to Venom where he notices his changes in mood. Especially when Venom’s in one of those depressive states where he desperately misses you; with the occasional breaking of items to cope with his pained feelings. Whenever he’d get this way, Eddie would take a trip up to you and you’d be the three musketeers.

This weekend being a three-day weekend excited Venom for things he had in store. He’s determined to win you back even in spite of what Eddie says because sometimes he just needs a push in the right direction.

Venom likes to think he’s become that of an expert at romance, having read enough gossip magazines and advice columns to say as such. He knows the love languages and he’ll be sure to use his tongue precisely for speaking them to you.

Yeah, he knows Eddie’s been suspicious of his saint behavior since their arrival—the rules were clear not to make any plans of winning you back—but Venom’s entitled to a little bit of rule-breaking. He hovers around, content as he watches Eddie and you laughing during your study session. If he sets the mood just right, things would get more intimate.

He then recalls a fact he’d gotten from an issue of Chic Heat Magazine that explains how tea can make people more susceptible to suggestion because it calms you. If you’re relaxed enough, you might take them back.

So he excuses himself to the kitchen, preparing some rose tea for you all to enjoy. You’d just run out of honey but you had some packets he’d noticed in your bag earlier, hopefully you don’t mind.

Once he returns to the circle, you beam at his gesture. “V…you are such a cutie. Thank you so much.”

“I wouldn’t say that too soon,” Eddie says in a tone that is both jest and serious. “We’ll check the state of the kitchen in a minute.”

You shrug. “No worse than the state I left it in.”

“You’ve gotta be more responsible, babygirl.” He frustratedly sighs.

“I’m studying. That’s pretty big for me,” You defend. “Usually I’d just flirt with the T.A. for the test answers or cram the day of. But I’ve been trying because you said I could do it.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry. Really proud of you, buddy.” He says, patting your knee and earning a smile from you.

Then, you’re taking a sip of your tea wanting to give Venom the praise he deserves. Your eyes brighten soon as the first sip stains your tongue and goes down your throat . “This is really good, V. Seriously. I couldn’t have done this better myself. What’d you put in it?”

“Honey…” He begins.

“Oh, I could’ve sworn I ran out—”

“…the ones in your purse.” He finishes.

Your eyes nearly leave your skull. “H-how many?”

“5,” He answers proudly. “Wanted to make it extra special for you.”

“Oh, it’s extra special alright.” You say with a nervous laugh.

“Everything okay?” Eddie asks in concern.

“Mhm,” You hum between a strained toothless smile. “L-let’s go back to studying, yeah?”

“What’s in those things?” Eddie questions, his investigative nature getting the better of him.

“Nothing to be concerned about…” Your words escape you when you see that Venom has already retrieved the emptied packet for Eddie to review.

“Sweet Honey Rush? You said you wouldn’t intern with these guys,” Eddie says. “Didn’t you read my story on them secretly being behind these campaigns for increasing the national birth rate. I sent you a link on Facebook. We’re like breeding stock to them.”

“No person younger than 35 uses facebook anymore, Eddie,” You argue. “And besides they were offering some really good benefits if I interned with them.”

“Like getting free honey packets?”

“They aren’t for me…they’re for me to give out to some college students. It’s the new craze. Everyone’s talking about. There’s even a challenge of it on TikTok. You wanna see?” You’re about to pull out your phone but he stops you.

“Don’t you see that they’re purposely targeting the younger population?” Eddie scoffs.

“No, I think I gave one to my pervy old maintenance man,” You justify but Eddie shakes his head in disbelief at you. “Oh come on. It’s not like they’re as good as you think them to be. Venom said he’s added five and you don’t see me on all fours with my tongue out, do you?”

“I guess you’re right.” He says.

“Good. Now pretty please read me the next chapter.”

He smiles. “Of course.”

Venom is stumped. This is not at all going the way he’d planned. Instead of relaxing, it’s only made things more tense between the two of you. He was going to need to intervene internally.

“It’s taking effect.” Venom says from within.

“How are you so sure?” Eddie answers back into the mindscape.

“Come on, Eddie, I know it’s been months. But tell me you haven’t forgotten the way she looks when she really, really wants you,” Venom purrs. “Look at those eyes glossing over, darkening when she rakes them over you. She’s biting her lip—ha! She isn’t paying attention to your words.”

“You’re wrong. It’s nothing like that.” Eddie says trying to maintain focus by reading to you.

“I’ve been inside her once,” Venom continues. “I can sense the changes in her body even long after we’ve separated.”

“She’s just fine.” Eddie says in clear denial.

“Then ask her if she heard what you just said. Better yet ask her anything, she’ll probably say ‘yes’ to it all if it meant having our cock inside her.” Venom chuckles wickedly.

He’s reluctant, not wanting to embarrass you, but Eddie tests Venom’s theory anyway in hopes to quell his curiosity. Why on Earth would you want them back when you had so many different options at college? The sooner Eddie could disprove his claims, the sooner they can put aside that hopeful part of them that thinks the relationship could work.

“Hey, um, by any chance do you wanna share a jar of olives together?” He asks.

“Yes.” You sigh dreamily.

He perplexedly blinks at your reply to his absurd question. You hated olives.

“Babygirl, are you paying attention?” He asks.

“Mhm.” You nod still looking at him as if he hung up the stars. And now that Venom pointed it out, Eddie, too, could see your telltale sign in just the way you clenched your thighs together alone.

“Oh, really,” He asks, cupping a hand under your chin; his fingertips dimpling your cheeks. “What did I just read to you?”

“The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell?”

“We’re studying American History, angel.” He smirks.

“Sorry, daddy,” You say, taking them completely off guard. Eddie hates how he instantly hardens at thought as if he’d taken the aphrodisiac, too. “Can I make it up to you? Taste you.”

“Yes!” Venom says.

“No,” Eddie protests. “You’re not in the right state of mind, missy. You’re going to bed, if you decide to take care of yourself on your own that’s your choice. In the morning if you still feel like you want to, then we can—”

“It’s only an aphrodisiac, dude. Not a drug. I’m not out of my mind for wanting you inside me. Both of you.”

“We’re in!” Venom says ready to reach out for you but Eddie smacks his dark tendril from your reach.

“No, we’re—” Eddie’s cut off by your lips on his. Somehow, Venom was able to sneak his mischievous tentacles around and bring your heads together.

You immediately get to work french kissing him passionately and tugging the hair on the back of his neck. His beard burns your face from the rough friction of the make-out session but it doesn’t deter you from being more forceful.

Venom’s tongue joins into the entanglement flicking and gliding between you and Eddie’s tongues, gathering a mixture of your salivas.

When Eddie breaks the kiss, you’re at his thick neck licking and biting away while Venom’s eager tongue, slithered and constricted around your body like vines.

“Stop. You don’t…” Eddie’s interrupted by yet another one of your lingering wanton kisses, finishing his sentence once you break apart. “…want this.”

“I’ve never stopped wanting you,” You suck on the space connect jaw and his neck before dragging your teeth along the vein. “Please fuck me.”

Eddie’s still too afraid to answer, cradling the back of your head while your lips and tongue continue their assault on his body.

“Fuck, babygirl,” He groans, missing this feeling of you devouring him as if he were a buffet. You and Venom were always big tongue enthusiasts wanting to put your mouths around anything that attracted you including Eddie.

His eyes flutter shut and you crawl into his lap, grinding your hips down while you tasted what you could. You pay special attention to his plump lips, licking and biting them.

“Can I go further?” You ask him.

“You heard Venom—”

“What do you want?”

“I want you.”

At his admission you moan, not being able to take it anymore. You and Venom work in sync. He begins to remove Eddie’s clothes while each sink that’s exposed you go over it with your tongue.

Eddie’s really hairy so occasionally your tongue would run over a patch of hair and you’d give it special attention.

“Fuck, I think I might actually cum from this alone,” He laughs bashfully, surprising himself. “I’m so sensitive for some reason.”

You dip your tongue into his belly-button, swirling it around before your tongue finally trails down to his throbbing bulge. It jumps in his khaki shorts the moment you place your tongue’s pressure directly on it. He shudders, his fingers through your hair.

The feverish heat of the effects take over you just as you pass the first barrier, bringing his pants down around his ankles. Venom lifts you by the waist for a moment, adding a pillow underneath for your knees. You run your fingers along the underside of his tentacles—where it’s most sensitive for him—as a thank you.

You’re not gentle at all once you spot the wet spot on Eddie’s underwear. He’d cum already and had been too ashamed to speak up. He could already see you making an old man joke about him needing the honey packet more than you but instead you went for his soul.

Immediately, you clamp your mouth around the clothed tip to suck at the sticky essence. It’s so sensitive he could cry, it’s as if the aphrodisiac is giving him a contact high.

He tries to pull your hungry mouth from him but is thwarted when Venom wraps a snaky limb around his wrists, pinning him down.

“Oh god, fuck. Baby…please.” Eddie whimpers.

You drag your nails along his little belly, gripping and pulling the tiny hairs of his happy trail while you sucked him off. Another one of Venom’s tendrils finds their way between your legs, teasing your little nub. You let out a shuddery gasp, your warm breath skirting over his now exposed veiny length.

You trace your tongue on the lightning-patterned cock, tasting the addictive earthiness of him. You’re gushing wet and ready to take their cock and Venom could very well slip a wriggling tendril inside of you this instant…

…but he’d rather Eddie get first dibs.

[pedroshotwifey]

Do you think you could write a nervous Joel fic... like he's older and a single dad and hasn't dated in a REALLY REALLY long time...but he's still really sweet, maybe he has to stop and eat reader cos he's about to cum too soon or something 🤷‍♀️😭

Hey, babe!! So I hope this is what you were hoping for! It's super tender and I did end up listening to Hozier for a good portion of it, so do with that information what you will 😅

Also, I kind of did something a bit different and wrote it more from Joel's perspective, but it's still in 2nd person (pronouns = you)! Pls lmk how you feel about it ❤

Pairing: Older Joel Miller x afab!reader

Tags/warnings: Age gap (not specified), piv sex, oral sex (f), vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, established relationship, (almost) premature ejaculation, accidental love confessions 🤭, self deprecating Joel™, big dick Joel™, kissing, stuff I'm probably forgetting

W/C: 1.9k

Summary: Your and Joel's first time together turns into so much more.

What Matters

“Are you sure, baby?” 

Joel watches as your eyes flick up to him, only kindness and patience in them. Even as you smile warmly and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him to you, he still has a sense of cautiousness in his movements. You’ve probably lost track of how many times he’s asked you if you’re sure. 

“Yes, Joel, I’m sure,” you laugh breathily. 

You’re both lying in his bed, completely bare. There’s a soft summer breeze coming in through the window and rustling the sheer curtains. The sun’s going down, but just barely, causing a perfect golden hue to coat the room. He can’t help but think that you look even more gorgeous than usual in this lighting.

Joel tries to ignore the nervousness in his stomach as he softly kisses your jaw and nuzzles up to you. He’s not stupid, he knows that you know he’s just trying to waste time, but you let him. You’re so fucking sweet like that. Always making him feel so wanted and appreciated. It’s not that he doesn’t want to be with you in this way, but that he’s worried he won’t be perfect for you. He wants to be able to show you affection in the same way that you show him. 

But what if he can’t?

You’re younger, after all, and he’s not been with a woman in so long. Maybe not since Sarah’s mom. If that’s the case, it’s been about fifteen, sixteen years. Point in case, you’re probably used to boys who can last longer and can make you come every time. What if he can’t? What if it’s been so long now, that he only lasts a couple of minutes? 

It terrifies him, the prospect that you may be disappointed in his performance. What if you decide to leave him because he’s not enough to get you off? No, he realizes, you would never do that. You’re so good, so thoughtful and generous and patient. You’d wait for him, help him get back to the point where he used to be. 

But that’s not what he wants. He wants to be good for you now. 

“Joel?” 

His name falling from your lips has his head raising back up. You look into his eyes with a desperation that he simply can’t ignore. 

“Please,” you whisper before planting a feather-light kiss to his lips. He nods slowly before he can think about it. 

“Alright, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” 

And he does, he knows it. He just hopes he can do it right. 

You’re already prepped. He spent probably half an hour fingering you to orgasm even though you had begged for the real thing each time you fell apart on his hand. It’s another thing he was worried about—being so big. Joel’s not a super cocky man by any means, but he is aware of his…attributes. 

He watches you carefully as he grasps his cock and guides it to your slippery entrance. Your eyes flutter shut as he pushes in, giving you about an inch each time he thrusts. His jaw goes slack once he’s about halfway in. You’re so fucking warm and wet and inviting. He keeps going, trying to keep his breathy whines at bay. He’s again reminded of just how long it’s been since he’s felt something other than the palm of his hand around himself. 

“Shit, baby,” he breathes as he bottoms out. He closes his eyes in concentration and lets his head hang next to yours. He already feels like he might blow his load at any second. You bring a hand up to cup his head and thread his curls through your fingers, holding him close. His breathing is heavy when he lifts himself back up to look into your eyes. 

His heart seems to skip a beat when he sees the adoration you’re looking at him with. It kills him every time. And no matter how many times you tell him that he deserves all your affection, he knows he’ll still find a lingering doubt in the back of his mind. There’s a reason the two of you have only been “together” for about four months even though you’ve been shamelessly flirting for about a year. 

It was just too good to be true. For such a sweet, gentle thing like you to want a rough old man like him. He was never the one to initiate anything, but he knows you’ve been aware that he had his sore eyes set on you since you met. How could he not? He’s never met anyone so kind and considerate. It was impossible to deny you of him any longer when it was one of the only things you’ve ever wanted for yourself. 

“You okay?” Your honeyed voice reaches his ears—or his good ear, rather—and he smiles at you. 

“‘Course, baby. Jus’ gotta give me a second, alright?” He can feel his cheeks getting a bit rosy at the confession. “It’s been a minute.” 

You nod, still no hesitation or any sign of regret. God, what did he do to deserve you? 

Once he collects himself, he pulls out just barely, and a groan tumbles from his mouth to mingle with your soft moan. He’s already starting to sweat from the effort of not coming too soon as he starts to push into you at a slow but rhythmic pace. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and tuck your head into his chest as you whimper with his thrusts. 

“You feel so good,” you whine. 

“Fuck, sweetheart, so d’ you. “Like goddamn heaven.” And you do; overwhelmingly so.

He cradles your head and lowers the two of you even more to deepen his thrusts. He knows he’s found your spot when your breath catches and you start to tighten around him every time he pumps his hips. Unfortunately, this makes it a lot harder for him to keep his composure. 

“H-honey, I have to pull out,” he grits out. He’s so embarrassed, it hasn’t even been five minutes. He won’t last long enough for you to come before him.

But you just nod into him, even though you must be devastated by the loss of your orgasm. “It’s okay, Joel,” you breathily assure him. 

He pulls out and squeezes the base of his cock, out of breath. He doesn’t meet your gaze as he starts to apologize.

“I’m sorry, baby, I—” 

“Joel,” You stop him by carefully grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you. “It’s okay.” You nod, waiting for him to do the same before you continue. “Take as much time as you need. I love you no matter what. This does not determine—” 

You both realize what you said at the same time. Joel’s eyes widen and his chest feels like it caved into itself. Your lips stay still, parted in the middle of your sentence. Joel doesn’t realize tears have gathered in his eyes until his vision starts to blur and a smile spreads across his face. 

You love him. You said it. And he believes you. 

“I love you too, baby,” he whispers and lets his forehead rest against yours. “So damn much.” Fuck his age and whoever might see a problem with you being together. He wants this, and you want this, and that’s all that matters. 

Then you’re both laughing shakily, pressing kisses to each other’s lips. He only stops to start trailing them down your body instead, watching you writhe as his mustache tickles your bare skin. 

“Joel, p-please,” you beg quietly. Joel just huffs a small laugh through his nose as he lays himself between your legs, ignoring his protesting knees as he admires the entirety of you laying out just for him. You look fucking beautiful covered in a thin sheen of sweat atop his sheets, needy and panting all for him. 

He doesn’t waste too much time before putting his mouth on your sweet pussy, his tongue dragging up your slit to flick at your clit. Joel moans at your taste, sending vibrations racing toward your swollen bud. Your hips buck as your hands fly to grasp at his hair, tugging lightly and making his eyes roll back. 

He feasts on you like his life depends on it, worshiping you with all he has. He takes turns in running his tongue up you, fucking you with it the best he can, and suckling on your clit. He looks like a damn mess as he does so, his eyes not leaving your cunt unless he’s watching your face contort with pleasure. When you make eye contact with him, he knows he must look fucked out and desperate just based on the way you groan and lay your head back. 

It doesn’t take much for you to get to the edge, and it takes even less for him to push you over. You let out sharp, whiny sounds as he sucks on your clit and slips a couple of fingers inside of you to grip on to. Your entire body goes tense, and Joel has to resist the urge to smirk against you as you shake with the force of your orgasm. 

By the time you’re coming down, he’s back over you and slipping his tongue inside your mouth to share your taste. You moan into the kiss and pull him closer as he once again glides his tip into your cunt. Just as he had hoped, the distraction calmed him down enough to hopefully give him some more time. 

You both melt into each other as he bottoms out, the tip of his swollen cock hitting your cervix and making your thighs squeeze his torso. He starts at a faster pace than last time, too deep in his lust-filled haze to even try to slow down now. 

You pull away from his mouth to start leaving love bites on his neck, making his cock twitch inside of you with each pinch. He can feel you smile against his skin, and knows that you’ve found his secret. He does like a little pain with his pleasure. You keep going, sucking and biting marks before licking soothingly over them and moving to the next spot. You taste him like you’re addicted, like you could never possibly get enough.

It still doesn’t take him as long as he would like to before he starts to feel his balls drawing up and his thighs start to shake. His head goes foggy as he tries to hold on for you, but it’s too fucking much. He can’t hold it off when you feel so good around him. It’s like torture to stave off his orgasm when he’s thrusting into your soft heat. 

“Where d’ you want me, honey?” Joel asks you, his voice strained. 

“Inside,” you whisper against his neck without a second thought.

And it throws him over. He groans your name as his body stutters and his balls empty, coating your walls with his milky spend. It seems to go on forever. Each time he thinks he’s almost done, there’s another spurt and another wave of pleasure that tugs him deeper into euphoria. 

When it does end, he lets himself half-collapse on top of you. You embrace him with welcoming arms and the two of you catch your breath together in the now dark bedroom. He only pulls out once sleep threatens to take the both of you. A shower, snack, and a glass of water later, you both snuggle up together and fall asleep with content smiles and full hearts. 

*****

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[prettyboyeddiemunson]

perfectly imperfect.

summary: steve harrington comes into your campus workplace and flirts with you every chance he gets. after months of turning him down, you finally give in and decide to give him a try. after all, he’s the hottest ticket on campus among the girls, so there has to be something to it. right? 

word count: 3.5k

warnings/notes: smut, breast play, oral sex (brief; f receiving), grinding, handjob, premature ejaculation, catching feelings 

a/n: this is a college au with steve, based on a dream i had! i’m thinking he’s probably right around the age he was in season 4, so that would make him around 19-20 in this fic. as always, reader is 18+ and sorry if anything like this has been done before! i don’t have time to read fic much anymore, so i don’t know what is out there. i hope y’all enjoy!

also shoutout to my bestie @andvys for suggesting I write this dream as a one shot! ily and thank you for everything 🥺

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“what would you recommend, babe?”

you had to suppress an eye roll at the nickname. it was nothing new with steve harrington; every time he walked into the cafe where you worked, it was always the same old song and dance. he would walk in, smile at you, flirt, ask what you recommended, and would eat or drink it while sneaking the occasional glance at you. he was a blessing and a curse that you just couldn’t escape, not even outside of work. you had two classes with him–World History and Foundations Mathematics–and he would try to chat you up then, too. you knew his reputation around campus wasn’t a very good one; he was quite the player, apparently. you overheard girls talking about him at work and in class, talking about the time they had with him and how he never called or spoke much to them when he was done. you weren’t about that sort of life, but you had to admit you were growing curious about him. he had to be good if he was getting around and getting a reputation; the girls never said he was terrible. in fact, the opposite was true. you had been on many dates since you started going to college two years ago, but nothing ever stuck. you were mostly having flings yourself, but at least you let those down easily and didn’t just leave them hanging like he did. 

“i recommend what i always do every time you come in here,” you said. “the scones are good today; get one of those.”

“i think i have an appetite for something else,” he said, eyeing you up and down. “i think i want to experience something a little sweeter.”

“you think you’re really smooth, don’t you?” you asked, chuckling. “do you realize how many guys come in with the same line every day?”

“damn, i’ve got competition?” he asked, shaking his head. “here i thought i was special.”

“oh, you’re special, all right,” you said, grabbing a scone and putting it on a paper plate. “i don’t think you realize just how special you are.”

“well, that’s a relief,” steve said, digging in his pockets for money. “i really wish you’d go out with me, though.”

“why?” you asked. “so you could fuck me and leave me, like you do all the rest?”

he shook his head. “no, it would be different with you. you’re different.”

you laughed, shaking your own head. “how many women have you used that line on?”

“come on, harrington,” someone said from behind him. “i want my coffee.”

“just a minute,” he said, leaning in close to you. “one date. we don’t even have to have sex, if that isn’t what you want. just give me a chance.”

you eyed the line behind him, and knew there was no getting out of it this time. he wasn’t going to let up until you gave in, apparently. you sighed, rolling your eyes before meeting his. “fine. one date and i’m calling the shots.”

“thank you,” he said. “that’s all i wanted.”

“yeah, i’m sure,” you said. “it’s two dollars for the scone.”

he handed you two one dollar bills and a ten. “a little tip for you, babe.”

you went to hand it back, but he was already gone, the line moving forward as you were forced to be professional yet again.

****

the night of the date came faster than you wanted. he had pestered you about it every day in class and at work, until you finally set it for the following friday night. you were off work and didn’t have many classes that day, so you thought it would be perfect. it would give you a chance to get ready, to prepare yourself, and to brace for what might happen. you’d been giving it a lot of thought since he’d asked, and you decided that maybe you wanted to sleep with him, after all. you would see how the date went first, of course, but you had no reason to expect that it would be bad. steve seemed like a decent enough guy; he was just a playboy. most men his age were, though, especially college frat boys, so you didn’t know what else you honestly expected. 

you spent most of the afternoon working on yourself, and when the date finally came, he came to your room to pick you up. he couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful you looked, and you had to admit that he looked handsome, too. he was wearing a light blue button-up shirt that was done up to just below his neck, showing off a spray of chest hair underneath and accenting his muscular arms. he wore blue jeans that were nice and not torn, brown dress shoes, and his hair was done up in its usual fashion. he looked damn good; even you had to admit that. you followed him as he walked, and he offered you his arm after a little bit. you took it, feeling your heart flutter as you did so. you had already decided, upon seeing him, that you were going to sleep with him. you couldn’t wait to break the news to him at the end of the night.

he took you to a nice restaurant just off campus, an classy little italian place that served the best food. you’d been there a few times, but never on a date. steve paid for everything, and when you were both walking back to campus, you decided to spring the news on him. you stopped walking and he did, too, giving you a puzzled look. you just smiled at him, hugging yourself for a moment before walking over and standing directly in front of him.

“so i made a decision,” you said. “one that i think you’re going to like.”

“what decision is that?” he asked.

“i think i wanna sleep with you tonight,” you said. “if you’re up for it, i mean.”

“i’m always up for that,” he said with a chuckle. “but why the sudden change of heart? you seemed pretty adamant to not sleep with me before now.”

you shrugged. “i guess i couldn’t live with myself if i passed up on steve harrington.”

he laughed. “well, i wouldn’t be able to live with myself if i passed up the most beautiful girl on campus, either.”

your cheeks heated at that, looking down for a moment before meeting his gaze. “so…it’s on, then?”

“it’s on,” he said. “where should we go? my roommate is out with his girlfriend tonight, so my room might be the best bet.”

“okay,” you said. “let’s go there, then.” 

he walked you to his dorm building and up to his room, which was, in fact, empty. it was a little messy, with clothes strewn about the floor, fast food wrappers on the desks, beer bottles hidden not-so-skillfully under the two beds, and posters of half-naked women adorning the walls. you had to resist rolling your eyes for the millionth time; it was such a typical guy room that it was almost hilarious. steve walked over to the bed on the right, sitting down and gesturing for you to do the same. he kicked off his shoes and you did the same, taking a seat next to him as he turned to face you.

“is it bad that i’m a little nervous?” he asked.

you looked at him, shocked. “you, nervous? why would you be nervous?”

he shrugged. “i don’t know. i guess because i’m not used to being with a beautiful woman like you.”

“yeah, and how many girls have heard that?”

“come on, i’m being serious.”

“so am i.”

“i’ve never really used that on someone. you’re the first.”

“wow, i feel special.”

he put one finger under your chin, tilting your head toward him. “you are special, though. at least you are to me.”

“yeah, yeah,” you said. “are we doing this or not?”

“yeah,” he said, drawing you in closer. “come here.”

he put his lips to yours, kissing you gently at first. it stayed like that for a little bit, his lips working softly against yours as you followed his lead. soon, though, he was kissing you a little harder, his tongue pressing between your lips as they met. he mewled softly, grabbing your hips and pulling you into his lap. you straddled him, cupping his face as he kissed you more heavily. you whined, kissing him deeper as he began bucking his hips into yours. you picked up on his cue, grinding against him as you continued to make out. he groaned, grabbing your ass and guiding your movements. you moaned as well, continuing to move on him as he kissed you harder.

“fuck,” he said against your lips. “that feels so good.”

“you’re already getting hard,” you observed. “i can feel it.”

“i can’t help it,” he said. “you just have that effect on me.”

“oh yeah?” you asked, smirking at him as you leaned down to kiss his neck. “well, i feel pretty flattered, then.”

“i really wanna get your clothes off,” he said, tilting his head back to give you more room. “can i?”

you chuckled, shaking your head. “not yet. i wanna keep doing this for a little bit first.”

“you’re going to make me work for this, aren’t you?” he asked with a groan. 

you nodded. “that’s right.”

“you’re such a tease,” he said. “but that’s okay, i like it.”

“oh you do, huh?” you asked, toying with the buttons on his shirt.

“hey, i thought you said we had to wait.”

“i said you had to wait. i didn’t say anything about me.”

“that hardly seems fair.”

“i’m the one calling the shots here tonight, remember?”

that quieted him, and he mumbled a word of permission. you giggled, unbuttoning his shirt and pushing him back on the bed. you started kissing down the middle of his chest, down his stomach to the top of his jeans, and then slowly back up. his breathing was slightly heavier as you worked on him, and he drew you in for a passionate kiss as you came back up. he pulled you on top of him again, where you resumed grinding him for the moment. his hands squeezed your ass, kneading the flesh there as you rocked against him. you whined, moving a little faster as he gasped against your lips.

“you’re gonna make me cum already if you keep doing that,” he said. “please, can i take your clothes off?”

you giggled, nodding. “fine. but not the bra or the panties yet.”

he eagerly removed your shirt and pants, discarding them to the floor with the rest of the clothes. he studied your body with hungry eyes, his pupils enlarging as he took in every detail. you couldn’t help but flush under his gaze, your cheeks hot as he studied you. you pushed him back down, kissing him hungrily, your hips moving again as he slapped your ass. you laughed against his lips and you could feel him smiling, so you kept going. after a minute, steve’s hands found the back of your bra, playing with the clasp. you smiled, knowing that you’d tormented him enough, and you drew back to grin at him.

“you can take it off now,” you said.

“i can?” he asked.

“yep,” you said. “go ahead.”

he didn’t need to be told twice. he practically ripped the garments from your body, taking in every detail of your body as he did so. he licked his lips as he studied you, his eyes moving from head to toe and back again. your cheeks turned hot under his gaze, and you reached out to pull him closer. he went easily, his body pressed flush to yours as you chuckled.

“I think it’s your turn now,” you said. “it’s only fair, don’t you think?”

he nodded, hastily doing away with his clothes. as he did to you, you observed him from top to bottom, your eyes remaining glued on his cock. he was bigger than you expected, with good girth and even better length. a large vein ran up the underside, and his tip was pink and already oozing precum. you reached out to stroke him, and his lashes fluttered as he moaned under your touch. he looked at you with heavy eyes, his lips parted as his cheeks began to flush. you smirked at him, flicking your wrist as his body jerked slightly.

“who has the power now, huh?” you asked.

“you do,” he said, rutting into your hand. “god..”

“you know what I want you to do?” you asked.

“anything,” he said. “i’ll do anything you want.”

“i want you to eat me out,” you said.

“can i?” he asked. “please?”

“mmm hmm,” you said. “go ahead.”

steve turned you over so that you were lying flat on his bed. he kissed your neck, stopping at your breasts to give them some attention. he kissed over each one, sucking one nipple feverishly as he rubbed the other with his fingers. you moaned softly, grabbing his hair and giving it a slight tug as he, too, moaned. you giggled, running your fingers through his hair as he continued to work. he shivered, his eyes trailing up to look at you as he sucked your nipple a bit harder. you arched your back, bucking your hips impatiently as he trailed one hand down your body. he ran his fingers over your clit, barely ghosting it as you gasped. he smirked against your skin, his fingers ghosting your folds next. you wanted to slap him for being such a tease, but it felt so good that you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. 

“you’re so hot,” he said, his hands coming up to squeeze your breasts. he moaned as he watched your nipples harden even more, his thumbs circling them. “the hottest girl i’ve ever seen.”

“oh yeah?” you asked, whining as he started kissing his way down your body. “am i hotter than all those other girls you’ve been with, or did you use that line on them, too?”

“no, just you,” he said, winking up at you as he knelt between your legs. “i swear it’s just you. i told you, you’re different.”

you wanted to roll your eyes, but you didn’t. you were curious as to what he would be like, and now wasn’t the time to offend him or piss him off. you would take him at his word for now; it’s all you could do. you watched as he kissed your inner thighs, painfully slow, and as he kissed around your mound, also painfully slow. he was kissing anywhere and everywhere but where you really wanted him, and you almost pushed his head there. but you didn’t want to do that, so you waited, letting him get it out of his system. he did it again, a little faster, and then finally he was right where you wanted him.

his mouth felt like heaven, and it was a feeling that you’d never felt before with anyone else. his tongue was like velvet, wet and soft and perfect. he lapped at your folds lazily, using the tip of his tongue at first to tease you further. you moaned, sitting up on your elbows to watch him as he looked up at you. he groaned as he pressed his full tongue against you, licking a long, slow stripe from your entrance to your clit and then back down. he did the same motion a few times, before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking. you arched, falling back on the bed and writhing as he sucked harder.

‘steve…” you moaned. “that feels so good.”

“oh yeah?” he asked, and you could feel him smirking against you. “you think it feels pretty good, huh?”

“yeah,” you said. “you’re good at this.”

his smirk widened, and soon he was fucking you on his tongue. he replaced that with his fingers after a few minutes, paying attention to your clit as he sucked again. his tongue swirled the small bud, moaning against it to add vibration. you gasped and bucked your hips, feeling the tightness beginning to settle in your lower stomach. you didn’t think you’d be so close already, but it had been awhile since you’d gotten off–with yourself or with anyone else. you were pent up, and it was about to come to a head very soon.

“i’m close already,” you told him. “please keep going.”

“already, huh?” he asked, grinning up at you.

“don’t flatter yourself,” you said. “it’s just been awhile.”

“sure,” he said, winking at you. “i’ll take your word for it.”

he kept going, fucking you harder on his fingers and sucking your clit harder. he shook his head back and forth, his eyes on you as he kept going. it only took a few more minutes before you were falling apart, cumming hard as you cried out his name. he kept going as you experienced your high, going slower and more gentle, watching as you arched your back, writhed, and tugged at his hair. he moaned, stopping once you came down from your high. he sat back and looked at you, and you could tell by the look on his face that he was proud of himself for what he’d just done.

“that’s a first,” he said. “usually i have to go for twenty minutes.”

“you poor thing,” you said as you rolled your eyes. “how ever will you survive?”

he chuckled, kissing his way back up your body. “you’re so sassy. i love it.”

“come here,” you said. “i wanna pretend to ride you.”

“pretend?” steve asked. “why not do it?”

“because i wanna make you work for it, that’s why,” you said, smirking at him. 

“but i’m about to burst already,” he nearly whined.

“now who’s the one who might cum too soon?” you teased. “come here.”

he lay back on the bed, tucking his arms behind his head. “okay, babe. i’m here. do whatever you want to me.”

you straddled him, positioning yourself over his erection. you began to grind against it, moaning at the heavy, throbbing feeling of him against you. he hissed, his hands coming out to grab at your hips. you kept going, gliding along him at a steady pace as he looked up at you. he leaned up after a few minutes and started sucking at your nipples, lying back against the pillows and pulling you with him after a moment. you moaned, biting your lip as you started moving a little faster.

“I’m not gonna last much longer,” he said, and you could tell that he was right. he was twitching, his cock throbbing against you as you continued to glide. “please.”

you giggled, getting off of him and taking his cock into your hand. “tell me what you want.”

“I—“ he began, but it was soon over. he came all over your hand, his body in spasms as he bucked into your hand. he squeezed his eyes shut, digging the heels of his hands into them as he came down from his high. “fuck, I knew that was gonna happen.”

you chuckled, holding your hand up to your mouth. “look at me, steve.”

he did so, looking at you with heavy eyes. you started licking the cum off of your hand, making eye contact with him as you did so. he moaned as he watched, and pulled you down for a kiss after you were done. you lay next to him, snuggling against him as he held you close. it was silent, save for steve’s heavy breathing, and you opened your mouth to say something. he beat you to it.

“wow,” he said. “i never…that’s never happened to me before.”

“no?” you asked. “never? not once?”

“no,” he said, shaking his head. “i think it’s because i like you so much.”

you looked up at him. “you do?”

“I do,” he said. “you’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met before, y/n. i think I wanna keep you.”

you smile at him, leaning up to kiss him. “you wanna know something?”

“what?” he asked, brushing some hair out of your eyes.

you kissed him again, a bit more passionately. “I think i wanna keep you, too.” 

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[namazunomegami]

Mélange

Pairing: Okkotsu Yuta x gn!reader

Synopsis: Sometimes humans are not above animals. Sometimes they burn to fulfill the same basic needs and not strive for more in the moment. A full belly, safety, procreation. What happens when all three of them need to be satisfied? Tinged with spice. Under the influence of an unknown substance.

CW: aphrodisiac, dubcon, slight somnophilia, feral and animalistic Yuta, he has cannibalistic thoughts, licking, lovebites, scratching, biting, slight pain, handjob, premature ejaculation, fingering, Reader can feel Yuta’s ring during fingering, slight dacryphilia if you squint, implied multiple rounds, porn with feelings, good old unprotected sex + creampie, both Reader and Yuta are ultra possessive in their own toxic way <33

WC: 3.6k

Credits: my dearest @notveryrussian for proofreading this mess and doing a bit of rework on the tenses <33 the cannibalcore pics are from pinterest

Song rec: needles and pins by deftones and gibson girl by ethel cain both give a nice vibe to the fic as we slowly transition from Yuta's POV to Reader's POV

A/N: Can't believe I'm posting my first one shot here 🥹 After so many unsuccessful attempts to wrap up multichaptered fics, at least, this one messy smut got finished. My first ever finished fic 🥹 And the first to get completed in a relatively short time. Yes, a week is a short time for me. And happy holidays to y’all, this is gonna be the last fic in this year so expect only shitposts from me from now on lmao.

Likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated <33

Minors do not interact or else I'm gonna go apeshit, also a seperate warning for heavy dark content as usual. If there's anything mentioned in the tags that you're not comfortable with, this is not your fic.

Many sorcerers envy the title of special grade. Yuta thinks these people deserve a separate Naraka in Hell. They don’t realize the immense responsibility, they can’t fathom the challenges, the danger of the missions. The threat those curses pose. They only care about the power he carries.

During today’s mission, Yuta realized he’s not entirely an unstoppable force. Even someone like him is weak to certain fighting styles, he can’t counter everything with his wide range of copied techniques. This curse’s grade was well deserved. Whenever the katana slashed deep into it’s skin, a strange kind of gas was emitted from the wounds. Though he eventually exorcised the curse, he did breathe in the weird, sweet-smelling substance. The scent was hard to resist, it felt like the perfect mixture of all his favorite smells, inviting and comforting. However, he trusted his body to withstand the temptation, reinforced to near perfection with cursed energy and the usage of reversed cursed technique.

There was no problem until he finished reporting back to the higher ups and was on the way home. Maybe it was just the fatigue, the late summer heat, the humidity of the night but something made him feel weird. Almost sick. A thin veil of sweat glistened on his skin, his cheeks, ears and upper body were flushed. His chest was heaving, a burning, aching sensation tormented him between his legs, throbbing with a synced rhythm to his heartbeat. All his thoughts narrowed down to one single, inherently primal thing. A need. A hunger.

Shame and confusion swelled inside his chest. How can he lose his composure? How can he want it so badly? If he wasn’t so wired for monogamy, he would have fucked anyone who moved. And with every passing minute the feeling was getting worse. Descending slowly to the brink of madness. Hell, he was close to wheezing and growling like a rabid dog. He already had no patience to find the right key to the door. He could break that shit, he definitely could. He had no idea why, but he could stop himself from doing that. Maybe the insane price to get it fixed.

But the comfort of his home isn’t helping him. He can’t calm down, he can’t unwind. On the contrary, everything intensifies the strange urge in him to act territorial. But it’s only natural when he grew up feeling like he didn’t have anything he could call his own, whether it’s a material possession or a person. Every comprehensible thought vanished from his head. Leaving only the instincts. The need to claim. He immediately goes to the bedroom, not even bothering to have a quick shower or a light meal.

He gazes at your sleeping form, unknowing and peaceful. Innocent and vulnerable like a newborn lamb and he’s… he wouldn’t compare himself to a wolf, he’s a more vicious predator than that, all starved and keen on capturing its prey. Your limbs are thrown in every direction on the mattress, a thin, silk blanket barely concealing your body, but you’re hugging a some of it to your chest. Like you’re missing him, finding solace in the way the material is touching you. The windows are wide open, hoping that the night air can cool you down.

Yuta caught himself almost drooling at the sight. He can’t stop himself, he can’t fight the shameless thoughts plaguing him. The need, the want is stronger than what he deems right in the moment. His steps are quiet, that part of the floor that normally creaks is now completely silent. He looms over you, like a sinful, ungodly spirit, your very own kanashibari that’s bound to you. His weight is pressing down on the mattress ever so slightly, caging your form between his arms. He breathes in the smell of your freshly showered skin. A mixture of heady vanilla, milk and honey. He mindlessly licks a stripe up your thigh, wanting to taste you, to bite you, to tear out a big chunk of your flesh with his teeth to satisfy this torturous hunger he feels for you. More than anything he wants to devour you. Completely. Have you all for himself. The thought alone makes his dick so hard it’s outright painful.

He ascends towards your hips, leaving soft yet wet kisses that make you twitch in your sleep. Yuta swears that he’s more sensitive to all stimuli, his senses are working at their maximum capacity. He’s able to feel every morsel, every particle of you. The soft peach fuzz, the bumps, the ridges of your stretch marks, their pearl-like glistening texture flowing on the surface of your skin like a river. The material of your shorts, loose and thin, he can feel the seams on the band of your underwear through the fabric. Where the bones bend, where flesh folds. Your smell. Not just from the shower gel and the laundry detergent but your natural scent, so strong he believes it’s some kind of weird pheromone that’s driving him wild. To the point he almost considers nudging his nose between your legs, just like dogs do when they smell blood there.

Maybe it’s not entirely wrong to claim you this way. He can spare you from this more primal side of him, you won’t get to see it and despise him for it. It’s enough if he deals with the shame alone, self-deprecation is his ultimate talent afterall. But that can wait until after he finished soothing this excruciating itch. Because now the last remnant of his resolve goes out the window.

He pulls up your shirt all the way up to your chest. His shirt to be exact. It makes his heart flutter, a piece of him enveloping you, makes the boundaries between your sense of selves blend and blur. The thought of you using his stuff as your own feels so right, so promising.

He practically glues his face to the expanse of your stomach. The flesh is so soft between his teeth, feels so good to bite on it, so easy to suck on it until the skin turns a deep purple.

And maybe… maybe he can lower his crotch onto your knees. Just a little. Just for a little friction…

You stir, opening your eyes slowly, tiredness and confusion are still heavy on your expression. And then you feel teeth nipping at your stomach, fingers digging into the dips of your hips firmly, some wetness here and there along your leg.

Your first response is fear.

You start to squirm and fuss, kicking your legs up in the air, not even thinking about who’s doing this to you until Yuta grips your shoulders and pushes you back into the sheets, keeping you still by the weight of his own body, shushing you. You can feel his nails penetrating the skin, branding the crescent Moon itself into your flesh.

“It’s me, don’t panic.”

You’d recognize this voice anywhere, but you blinked a few times just to clear your vision. The striking white of his coat is easy to spot, even in the dimly lit darkness of the room.

“Yuta…?”

Your voice is an ode, a blessing. Even when it’s hoarse and faint after waking up. He bends down and kisses your temple, nuzzling into your hairline, breathing in your scent. His body feels oddly warm, almost overly so, radiating through you. Through your spine, to the very center of your being and that’s when you notice that you’re a little bit… hot and bothered. What has he done to you while you were asleep?

“I’m so sorry…” he whispers an apology. But his voice is just… it’s like his mind is not entirely here. Something is hurting him and he’s trying to conceal it. Barely. You can hear his voice is hitched from the deep breath he takes, in a futile affort to calm himself. “Have you been sleeping for long?”

He asks you for the sake of it, there’s no genuine interest behind it. Even if you were sleeping for hours, it wouldn’t stop him. He couldn’t stop. He genuinely feels like he’ll die if he can’t get it out of his system. He snuggles his face into the crook of your neck, listening to the rhythm of life coursing through your veins. The thought of puncturing your jugular with his teeth is so irresistible. He must do it… It’ll drive him insane if he won’t.

“N-not really.” your answer is weak, all your strength is used to move your arm freely, trying to locate your phone on the bedside table. The light coming from the screen almost blinds you as you’re checking the time. “I went to bed about… half an hour ago.”

He dips his fingers right into the hollow dips between your ribs, he kneads the skin in a way that has his nails slightly scratching you. And then you realize that you’re almost entirely topless.

He traps your earlobe with his teeth, sucking on the soft tissue.

“Y-Yuta…” your voice is more reprimanding that you want it to be. But your patience is starting to run thin. You want to know what the fuck is wrong with him, he never did anything like this before. Even if he’s horny as hell he would ask for your permission because that’s the way he is.

Instead of giving you an answer he bites your neck. Hard. It hurts, it makes you yelp. Shit, that’s gonna leave a mark. And he growls, just like a wild animal.

You squirm, you jolt, trying to get away from the source of your pain with a prolonged hiss. Only one hand of his is enough to stop you from fussing while the other fondles your chest. Your nipple is caught between his fingers, he twists it slightly. You can’t see it getting red, hard and swollen. His moves are awkward and tactless, but somehow they help with soothing the sharp pain in your neck. Your tensed body eases up a little.

He kicks the inner side of your knee with his own, creating a little space in between them, then forces your legs apart with one smooth movement. As he tries to settle right under your core, you feel him brushing the apex of your thigh.

He’s so painfully hard.

You’re sure he can read the instinctual reactions of your body. The rush of adrenaline, your pulse, how your heart is almost breaking your ribs with every beat. You’re getting more and more aware of your surroundings because you have no idea what will happen to you. He pins your wrists down on the bed. He doesn’t want you to escape.

What has gotten into him? Where’s your shy and gentle man, your sweet little angel? The one who needs so much guidance, who gets so awkward about his lack of experience compared to you. The one you need to encourage to talk about what he likes since you won’t judge him for it. Well, angels shouldn’t be benevolent and sweet, right? They’re the soldiers of god after all. And the depth of his psyche is still very much a mystery to you…

“I don’t want to hurt you… I just need you.”

He has no control over his own thoughts, everything on his mind gets blabbered out. Not just that he needs you, but that he wants to fuck you (he rarely uses that word so you’re even more baffled), that he wants to eat you up, bite for bite, digest you so nobody else can have you.

It sounds devoted yet utterly terrifying.

“You’re-“

He’s scary. Well, you knew this prior to crawling into his life. What people thought about him, one rumor more unhinged than the other and you have no idea how much truth there was to them. Everyone has some sort of admiration, respect for him or repulsion of him. You just tend to forget sometimes, how malicious his cursed energy feels, how his eyes never reflect the light, looking outright dead. But it’s all so contradictory to his personality… you know that you’re dear to him, he’s willing to risk everything for his friends, he’s so starved for connection, to carve himself a place within people’s hearts. You blamed the whole phenomenon on Rika. And you took pride in yourself, for taming a monster.

“I feel so…” he suspires, trying his best to contain himself. “… weird.”

And he’s a kind monster indeed, even now, controlling his impulses as he humps your thigh like a feral dog.

“I don’t know if I’m able to hold back, so I need to know….”

His voice is desperate, almost a plea. He’s afraid of himself too. With the last bit of his sanity, he wants to make sure that it’s alright for you, whatever he has in store for you.

You don’t protest.

His lips crash into yours in a violent, hungry kiss. Your teeth clang together, he shoves his entire tongue in your mouth. He grabs the hem of your shorts, peeling off anything that covers you below the waist. You hear the fabric tear. It’s the same with his own clothes too, in a few blinks of your eyes he’s already stark naked.

He takes your hand, pulls it towards him, you can feel him in your palm. So hot, hard and swollen to the touch. He closes your fingers around him and his hips start moving back and forth, fucking himself into your grip. You smear the precum along his length with your fingertips, squeezing lightly when you feel the base. It has him moaning, breathily, more vocal than he usually is. He’s so sensitive, his pace quickens and his voice is thinner, almost like a whimper.

And he groans. Unexpectedly. It bursts deep from his throat. You feel his cum pooling in your palm. Though you may be surprised, you don’t make a big deal about it. You search for tissues on the bedside table to clean your hand like nothing happened.

“Feelin’ okay?”

Your voice is calming, tender, it warms his heart but the mere sight of his cum on your hand makes the blood rush to his dick again.

You sit up to caress his face. You open your mouth to question him, but he won’t let you start your aftercare routine.

“It’s… not enough.”

He grabs your thigh, hooking your leg over his shoulder, giving him better access to your naked core. Your back falls onto the mattress again.

“I’ll take care of you.”

It’s a promise, you’re sure of it.

His fingertips sink into your folds, relief ripples through him when he finds them already wet. He goes all out on you, his thumb circles your clit and two fingers dip in at your entrance, waiting to loosen you up so they can be pushed inside. His nails gently caress your inner thigh, it’s a tickling sensation, goosebumps dot your skin, a sigh dies on your lips. Treating it as a sign, his fingers start stretching your walls. They curl and curl inside you to the point of the cold band of his ring touching your folds, your essence soiling the stainless metal. The symbol of the haunting spirit of his first love. Childish love that it is, unserious, all just a game. The promises… the word forever holds no weight. Or maybe it does but they have no idea how hard it is to maintain those vows.

Can you ever compare to Rika in his eyes? Have the same effect over him? You don’t dare to talk about it just yet. No, the nature of your relationship is not the same. Childhood love is not like adult love, you just want some reassurance. You want to feel important.

And your reassurance is soaking that wretched finger with your juices. Make that wretched ring yours. He spreads his fingers inside you, scissoring you apart, eagerly working to prepare you. You’re holding onto the sheets and the pillows desperately, your body feels so volatile you might as well float away.

When he pulls out you feel hollow, incomplete. But he won’t keep you waiting long. The head of his cock feels like salvation. Scorching hot and wet with the mixed arousal. And he completes you with one smooth thrust. You’re whole, fulfilled, a merged existence worth suffering over. He’s throbbing deep within your walls, pulsating through your nerves. You can’t tell if the noise coming out of him is a moan, a whine, or a growl, you only know that it’s bordering on bestial. Filled with need, an ache, coupled with something beyond your comprehension.

He drills into you, there’s so much strength and resilience in him, it almost makes you scared. But something else also swells inside your chest. An unknown kind of excitement, a thrill, it makes you feverish, wired. The dissonance between his absolutely feral state and the fact that he’d never hurt you. Or maybe he would, in a way that you’d like it. Nobody could bite through your throat with such force that your windpipe breaks, only him, him and no one else.

He holds you at the back of your pelvic bone, lifts you up in an utterly perfect angle. You mewl him that it feels so good, so perfect, so raw. You love this feeling so much. You get completely lost and immersed in it.

“…it?”

His voice is faint yet his broken self-worth shines through it. Poor soul… You didn’t pay attention to his most important desire. He’s a parasite living off of your kind words, but nothing can make him as blissful as knowing you love him, despite everything he despises about himself. And you’ll feed him. Prove it to him that he matters more than the things he does to you.

“Oh Yuta, my sweet…” the rest of the sentence gets stuck in your throat as you open your arms and he crashes into your embrace like a lost, lonely puppy. You hug him tightly, brushing through his locks with a free hand. The sweat makes the strands stick together. “Of course I love you, don’t be silly.”

He might as well have been a puppy in his previous life. And now your words eased his guilt about his temporary condition. He gained your forgiveness.

What he does next is much more instinctual. He folds you in half, where your knees bend, is pressed right against his traps, your heels graze the middle of his back. Now his thrusts have weight, uncovering spots that even you had no idea that existed inside of you. Tears of joy prickle in your eyes, calling upon whatever deity’s name you can think of, off the top of your head. You can swear his pace increases at the sight. It’s so intense a broken cry erupts from your throat.

He thrusts right into a sweet spot, which has you melting and trembling. Please is the only word your lips can form. At this point, you couldn’t care less about the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together or the squelching noises that make the whole act sloppy, shameless and primal, you only want to reach  your peak, and you’re not far from it as you’re clenching around him with a rhythm that you have no control over.

It crashes, it ruptures, sudden, sharp and hot like an electric spark. A scream empties your lungs, but Yuta muffles it with sealing his mouth onto yours. You feel yourself getting filled as you’re convulsing around his length.

After he fucks you through your orgasm you feel yourself shaking, your whole body is limp, numb, drifting slowly to sleep. You’re both soaked in sweat, your bodies stick together but there’s a need to bond further in each other’s embrace. You plant a kiss between his locks, praising him, telling him you love him. Satisfaction clouds your mind, like a soft, pillowy pink mist.

However, his cock is still not soft.

“I have no idea what has gotten into you.” you tell him, marveling, as you’re still catching on your breath. “I like it though, but you owe me an explanation.”

He handles you gently, like you’re some precious thing, made from glass, fragile. Your body is like a ragdoll’s, he has you lying on your stomach, lazily, flatly, you might as well fuse together with the mattress. Calloused fingers are drawing nonfigurative shapes on your shoulder blades.

“I’ll tell you right after we finish.”

Your blood runs cold for a moment.

“Again? Yuta, for the love of god I’m exhausted.” you whine.

He apologetically kisses your spine.

“Just this one, okay? Please? I’ll do all the work, I’ll make it quick. You only need to relax, you can sleep even.”

You want to tell him that sounds a little bit creepy, but you don’t have the strength to talk. He kisses the two shallow dimples right above your tailbone. His gaze lingers on your folds, admiring how red and swollen you are.

“If you manage to make me cum again, you deserve a fucking award.” you comment, face nuzzled into the pillow, your voice is obviously snarky.

You can feel teeth sinking into the flesh of your asscheek. The mark that is burning on your neck found it’s pair. He presses down your overly sensitive clit with his thumb, balancing the pain out with pleasure. But it gets overstimulated so easily, you feel the need to bite the pillow.

You brace yourself with a deep breath through your nose. You’re going to pay him back next time, you promise yourself that you’ll make a begging, crying mess out of him, and the thought makes you chuckle.

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2024: October 30th

Day 30: Weight Gain // Object Insertion // Sex Pollen

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: Post apocalyptic setting, mentions of infection, begging to die, fuck or die, sex pollen, mentions of murder, rough sex, premature ejaculation, unprotected sex

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His hands shake, trembling so hard that he can barely hold onto the door knob. Growling out your name as he tries to twist it and turn it with no luck. His entire body is on fire and the press of his cock against his jeans is so hard he feels like he’s about to burst his zipper. Shouting your name again and then beating on the door desperately. “Open the door!”

Your eyes are wide, rushing to the door to fling it open and he crashes through it. “I- fuck, you have to kill me.” He had only come to tell you goodbye. Promising you that he would never just disappear, even though it was hard to promise with the way the world was. Still, he had wanted to reassure you just once you weren’t going to be left alone again. 

“What?” Your hands tighten on his jacket, holding him steady while he resists the urge to just drag you down to the floor and rip your clothes off. His vision blurs, sweat beading on his forehead despite the fact that it’s cold. His body temperature has skyrocketed in the past two hours since he had been infected. “Joel, what is-” 

“I’m infected.” 

You jerking away from him makes his heart ache. Remembering how he had done the same to Tess so many years ago. Regret pooling in his stomach as he wishes he could change the past. There would be so many things he would have done differently, said to those that mattered. Now nothing matters except protecting you and all of Jackson from himself. “No.” 

Joel nods, “I- I ran into a - a clicker.” Dread settles into your stomach and you flinch when he moves his hand, but he just sinks his fingers into his hair and tugs on it. “I- I need you to do it.” He pants, his eyes pleading and there’s unspoken apologies swimming in their depths. 

“Where?” You demand, shaking your head in denial. Joel frowns and you repeat yourself. “Where?” You want to know where he was bit, if there's a chance you can amputate his limb. If there’s a chance to save him. 

“Seven miles-”

“Where were you bit?” You snap impatiently, swallowing harshly and wanting to pull his clothes off his body and search for the wound yourself. 

“I wasn’t.” His answer makes you freeze, frowning at him. “It- it kissed me.” 

You’ve never heard of a clicker kissing someone. Frowning, you stare into his eyes, searching for the spider webbing of red veins that seems to change the pupils before a person is completely taken over by the cordyceps. “Kissed you?” 

He nods, knowing it sounds insane, but that’s not the point. His cock twitches, leaking into his boxers and he moans softly, closing his eyes and swaying where he stands. “I - you have to do it, baby.” He insists, knowing that providing you closer is the best he can offer you right now. “I- I don’t know what is happening to me.” 

“Strip down.” You tell him, frowning in confusion. He’s not acting like anyone you've ever seen infected. 

“Baby-”

“Strip down.” You order, your tone harder and he stares at you for a minute before he nods. Hands shaking as he peels off his jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt. It might be better this way. Easier for him to take off his clothes than for you to do it after he’s gone. No chance of blood getting on them. They could be boiled and given to someone else. 

He is shaking. You can see it. Joel’s hands haven’t shook in a long time. Not since he’s accepted that Ellie isn’t talking to him. To find peace in what he had done to protect her. You know all about it, having come into his life after the rift had been created and over time, you had become a kind of bridge between the two of them. Ellie would sometimes ask about him, and Joel would give you something to pass to her. Now he can barely unbutton his shirt and you seem him grit his teeth as he hisses out a sound of pure pain. 

Fumbling with his belt and buttons on his jeans when he finally gets his shirt off. Groaning your name, his hand slides down to cup his cock through the material, making your eyes widen in surprise. It’s not like Joel has never touched himself in front of you, but you couldn’t imagine that he’s horny now. 

Except that he is. His cock is hard, springing out of his pants and nearly purple with need. Dribbling precum down the side of his length, and it twitches every few seconds like it is begging for attention. It bounces heavily as Joel kicks off the jeans and he shudders when he sees you staring at his cock. “Fuck baby…..” He groans, hands in fists at his side. “I don’t- I haven’t- I don’t know what the fuck is happening.” 

You don’t know what is going on either, but you don’t think that he’s infected. Not like normal cordyceps. He’s not showing any other signs of the fungus taking over, unless you count the shaking and you don’t think that is what is happening here. 

“Describe it to me.” He whines when you say that. Joel Miller whines. That is a sound you haven’t heard ever, not even when he was impatient to slide inside you. 

“I need-” He pants, eyes slipping closed and he takes a deep breath to steady himself. “I need-” He swallows. “I need you.” He finally manages. “I need to fuck you. To cum inside you. To fuck you until you can’t walk and my back gives out and then I want you to ride me.” 

You listen to his tone, the desperation, his cock twitching every other word that falls from his lips. Four fat drops of cum have fallen from the weeping tip of his cock and hit the floor while he describes what he needs. 

“Why?” You are getting wet just thinking about it, but you don’t know what the fuck to do. Why is he acting this way? 

“I’m on fire.” He hisses. “Burning from the inside. I feel-” He shudders again. “I feel like I’m about to come unglued. Like my cock is going to explode if I don’t sink into your cunt. Bury myself deep and -” He groans, uncurling his fist and sliding it against his thigh, inching closer to his needy cock. “Fuuuuuuck.” 

His eyes open and they are black with desire. None of the cordyceps yellow in his iris, nothing showing but hunger. Fixed on you and he takes a step towards you, almost ready to break before he holds himself back. “Baby, I need you to do something.” He growls. “I can’t- I don’t know how much longer I can last. Put me out of my fuckin’ misery.” 

You have a decision. Something you have to roll the dice on. Do you fuck him or kill him? You can’t choose wrong and you don’t want to kill him. Even if your mind is revolting and screaming that you are in danger, this is Joel. You know that he would kill for you, but he would never kill you. 

So you strip. His eyes have closed again, panting breaths covering the sound of your clothes hitting the floor and when you step forward to touch him, Joel nearly jumps. Eyes springing open and you can see that he thinks you are about to kill him for a split second before he realizes that you are naked. 

His nostrils flare and before you know it, Joel is spinning you around and pressing you against the kitchen table, his mouth fusing with yours before you can even squeak. 

There’s nothing breathed into you. No fungus crawling out of his mouth, no infection. Just the heavy flick of his tongue against yours while his hands grab your hips and push you up onto the table to spread your thighs and crowd in between them. 

He’s rough, much rougher than he’s ever been with you before but it's the need that is driving him. A desperation to fuck you that has him pressing against you and pushing inside your body before you are ready. 

The pinch of his cock makes you gasp but his own groan overpowers the sound. Absorbing it as he pushes in to the hilt and panting your name into your mouth. Only to immediately start fucking you like he is running a race that has to be finished. 

Joel quickly takes over all of your senses, making you forget everything but the way he is punching deep into your cunt with heavy, hard thrusts. Feeling like he is in your stomach and you hear him whimper in pleasure every time he pushes deep. 

He gets a dozen thrusts in before his hips stutter, a strangled groan coming from the back of his throat and you feel the heat flooding your womb. He’s cum. A lot. You feel it start to drip out of your cunt even as he continues to rock his hips. 

Breathless, he presses closer to you and for a moment you think that he will collapse against you. Only to start to push his hips back again to start moving again. The thrusts are shallow and squelching as he pushes the newly deposited cum out of your pussy. Still achingly hard and ready for round two. 

“Joel-” He’s never gone two rounds. He needs hours before he can even think about getting hard again. One of those complaints of old age that bothers him more than you. But right now he is still desperate to move inside you. To fuck you. 

“I can’t - I need more.” He growls, pressing his lips to yours and wrapping his arms around you to drag you closer to the edge, needing to be deeper inside you. Something happened out there in those woods. Something changed inside of him. There’s this need for you that is burning in his blood and he doesn’t know how long it will take for him to get it out of his system. Or if he can. 

[maislovebot]

Top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios: Atsushi Nakajima

I can’t believe I’m actually done with this series:’) Idk what I’m gonna do now. Maybe I’ll open up requests?

Similar to the Sigma chapter, this was written before any of the other oral scenarios, so it’s not nearly as good as the others. I did put it through some serious proofreading though, so hopefully it reaches your standards!

Contains: afab reader, gender neutral prns, pwp, overstim (I just realized literally every chapter has overstim omg), premature ejaculation, reader calls him ‘dear’ and ‘atsu’, Atsu calls reader ‘beautiful’, dry humping, implied shower sex, implied dacryphilia, atsu is so sweet, kinda pussy-drunk atsu but not nearly as bad as Ango and Sigma were in their chapters

You gasped and ground your hand into the sheets below you, Atsushi clearly having no intention of stopping any time soon. He’d normally make you cum two or three times before he’d even considered touching himself, which is a nice sentiment, but you had already cum quite a few times and Atsushi still showed no signs of letting up. He was clearly distracted by the taste of your juices and the wet, sloppy sounds coming from your spent cunt. How many times have you come? Was it four? Maybe even five? You weren’t sure anymore.

“Haah—Atsushi—please..!”

Atsushi had his tongue on your clit while his hands held your hips down, keeping you from moving out of place, leaving you with just enough room to buck your hips into his mouth more, feeling overstimulated but unable to pull your hips away. It felt so overbearing, but at the same time, it felt so good. You had yet to find something you could accurately compare it to, the pleasure Atsushi could bring you with his mouth alone was unmatched.

Your rather unclear directions were met with a hum and a small whimper from Atsushi as you dragged your fingers through his hair, your thighs clamping around his head tightly, eyes half lidded. You pushed his bangs back, showing off his face sufficiently better than before. When you opened your eyes that were previously clamped shut, you saw a look of determination in Atsushi’s eyes, and it made you whine and desperately clench around nothing. He could feel your gaze lingering on his, and he looked into your eyes and saw your teary eyes and how your jaw was hanging open slightly. The loud sounds you let out whenever his tongue lingered on your clit for just a little too long making him throb against the mattress. He kept the same pace with his tongue, but he did begin to apply more pressure to your clit, making you yelp out yet again.

You tried to arch your back, but your efforts were fruitless as Atsushi held you in place with his hands on your hips, and his fingers grinding into your hip bone with just enough pressure to keep you down, but not enough to bruise.

Atsushi didn’t want you to bruise, he wanted to drive you to orgasm again and again, he wanted to have you practically crying by the end of it all. He wanted to feel that addicting feeling of you wrapping your thighs around his head as you tremble with pleasure, with your forehead forming beads of sweat from his movements. He was determined to hear those precious moans and whines, maybe you’d mix the two here and there and cry a little. Considering how well he knew your body, it wasn’t difficult to get to that point. You swear he knows your body better than he knows his own.

Your thighs shook around his head just like he wanted, and you whined even louder than before, trying to get a single word of warning out for what was to come.

“At-Atsushi—close—” you forced out, your brain running one hundred miles a minute. Time slowed, but he didn’t. You were in desperate need of a break, so your brain started processing everything slower, which did not match well with the way he kept going at the same, pitifully fast speed. He kept going, patiently waiting for you to reach your high. With that, you came. You moaned loudly as Atsushi kissed your clit lightly, before continuing his work, but at a slower pace to help ease you through your orgasm. You tried to arch your back yet again, but you still couldn’t. Atsushi noticed this, and removed his hands from your hips.

You breathed heavily, and slowly loosened your thighs tight grip around his head, tilting your head back.

You kept laying down to catch your breath, and Atsushi pulled away from your thighs, the bottom half of his face covered in your slick, wiping it off with his hand and licking a small amount of it off of his hand, wiping the rest on the sheet.

You turned your head away from him, clearly embarrassed. Atsushi noticed you turned your head away and he tilted his head curiously before seeing your face heat up.

“You licked it off your own hand.” You said, noticing his curiosity, trying to explain your actions.

He laughed and rested his head between your thighs again.

“Are you up for more?” He questioned. While he did love when your eyes filled with tears, he couldn’t help but worry he may have gone too far.

You were. Of course you were. As overwhelming as his overstimulation was, it also felt so, so good. He had a way with his tongue, and it never failed to make you feel all warm inside.

You nodded, and he shoved his face between your thighs yet again, grinning like a giddy little kid. Atsushi kissed your right inner thigh, before slowly tracing down to your knee, giving a feather light kiss to the top of it.

Atsushi didn’t hold your hips this time around, instead allowing you free reign to do as you pleased. You, of course, noticed this and wanted to take advantage of it, but once he had brought his tongue back to your clit, you were caught off guard because he was adding something extra.

His fingers.

His ring and middle fingers.

You felt him tease at your entrance while still licking your clit shamelessly. The way he teased you with his fingers didn’t even seem like he was trying to tease you. He just seemed reluctant if anything, making you curious.

He pulled away gently, and asked you something, confirming your suspicions.

“Are you fine with me using my fingers too?”

You giggled, “yes, Atsu. That’s fine. In fact, I’d love that.”

Atsushi nodded and slowly pushed his fingers inside of you, adoring the way you clenched around him. The two fingers he used were comfortable, and it was nice; it was a slight stretch, but nothing you couldn’t handle. You especially adored the way he curled his fingers upward to press against your g-spot. He decided to switch up his movements with his tongue as well, and he began to suck on your clit. You gasped loudly, and ground your cunt into his face almost instantly.

Atsushi got a look of worry from the loud gasp you let out. You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t a little painful, but it was in the best way possible. It hurt from the overstimulation, but Atsushi had no way of knowing that, and it was evident by the way he quickly brought his head up and pulled himself up and over to linger over your face, looking worried.

“Did I hurt you?”

You took a moment to process his worry, confused until all the gears turned in your head. You smiled and brought your hands up to his hair, gently pulling him down. You brought his nose to your lips, and you lightly kissed the tip of it, making him redden.

“No, you didn’t, dear. I was just surprised by how sudden it was,” you kissed his lips, “and how good it felt.”

You kissed him again and again all over his face, and every time your kisses made his arms tremble a little more until he gently fell to the side of you.

“Now, are you okay?” You turned your head to face him, smiling at how red the tips of his ears were.

“Mhm, you’re just very..sweet.” You giggled at his wording and turned over to face him again, kissing all over his face. You could feel your orgasm quickly melting away, and once you turned to face him you shamelessly began to grind against him. He groaned into your mouth from the way you grinded against his clothed cock. His groans quickly turned into whines, and he began to rock against you as well. He was made to meet you, he was sure of it. He’d be at a loss if he’d never met you, you meant the world to him.

He wanted to prove it.

He kissed you deeper, bringing his right arm to the back of your head, turning his body to linger over you again. He kept his left balanced in order to hold himself up so as to not crush you. Your back was lifted from the bed with the way he lifted your head up, so you curled into the kiss, bringing your hands up to grab the sides of his face.

You and Atsushi stayed there like that until you began running out of air. Atsushi pulled away from you and panted slightly, removing his hand from behind your head allowing you to gently fall backwards onto the bed again. He brought his arm to the side of your head to play the same role as his left arm, keeping him from falling over.

You two laid like that for a few seconds, looking into each other's eyes.

Atsushi liked your eyes. They were pretty, and they told him so much about you with so little words actually being said. He loved how no matter what he thought he did wrong, or how low he felt, your eyes always showed him unconditional love. He also thought that they looked fantastic when they were half lidded under him, or above him, or at any angle, if he was being honest. He couldn’t for the life of him pick a favorite.

Atsushi suddenly remembered what he was doing, and flinched.

“Oh—sorry, you’re probably waiting. I got distracted.”

He looked at you as he slid back down to your thighs, and saw you smile. “It’s fine. I got distracted, too. Your eyes are really pretty, you know.” Watching your smile turn into a smirk made him tremble a little.

Atsushi slid himself down and smiled, then he left another kiss on your clit.

Atsushi continued what he was doing earlier, and sucked on your clit while putting two of his fingers inside of you, when he did he could feel your walls clench around his fingers and he shuddered.

Oh god, I need to feel that around me. Atsushi thought, letting the thought bounce around in his head before he ground himself into the sheets, making what was routine licking become just a little bit more messy. That’s okay. You fucking loved it.

You were letting out small moans until Atsushi curled his fingers up just slightly, making you cry out.

Atsushi didn’t allow this to go unnoticed, and he kept bending more and more slowly, until he began scissoring his fingers inside you as well, causing a choked cry to leave your lungs, and for your thighs to tremble again.

Atsushi didn’t let up, continuing this routine, not too fast but not too slow, either.

His tongue sucking on your clit like he was starved, and his fingers bending and scissoring you. Atsushi appeared much more desperate than the last time he went down on you only a few minutes ago, because he couldn’t stop himself from grinding his hips into the bed, and whimpering slightly, sending vibrations up your spine.

All the emotions became too much for him, him feeling genuinely loved for one of the first times ever, the love coming from you, even though you guys had sex before, it was remarkable every time. It made him emotional, and it embarrassed him a little. He couldn’t help himself from tearing up as he played with your clit like there was no tomorrow. There could be no tomorrow for all he cared about at this point. He was always desperately looking for a valid reason for him to stay alive, and that reason was right in front of him. Trembling and crying, almost cumming around his fingers.

You wanted to tell him that you were close, but you couldn’t even get your mind to think straight for anymore than a few seconds. All you could manage out was a pathetic “c-close..” before Atsushi had quickly switched places with his tongue and fingers.

He brought his tongue down to your hole with your warning, and thrusted his tongue desperately, putting his thumb over your clit and rubbing small circles relentlessly.

He was getting carried away, and he subconsciously knew it. He was going to end up making you actually cry if he kept this up, instead of just crying out small semblances of a sentence. But he couldn’t stop. Him fucking you with his tongue made you cry out his name, and he ground into the bed.

“Atsushi!” You cried out his name, maybe just a little too loudly. He quickly grabbed your hips and pulled you even closer to his face than before, making it so you couldn’t go anywhere.

“Aaa..At..”

As he kept going, you wanted to cry out his name but you began to lose the strength to do so, your thighs unable to hold themselves up anymore. Your thighs weakly fell limp next to his head, your arms not grinning the sheets as tightly anymore either.

After a certain point you couldn’t even say his name anymore. He made his tongue faster and watched your whole tense up as you came hard. On his face.

He didn’t stop there. He licked up your cum, and in the process, kept licking your clit. That certainly brought a spike of life back to you, as you jumped.

“Atsushi.. ‘s too much! Please, I can’t handle it!”

His eyes widened and he abruptly stopped, letting go of your hips. You sighed, thoroughly overstimulated.

“I’m sorry. I took it way too far.”

He moved his face into the crook of your neck, and he breathed on you.

“No, you didn’t. I-I’ve never felt that good before.” You comforted him, and ran your fingers through his hair.

“You’re crying!” He said while moving his head away from your neck just to get another look at your fucked out face.

You smirked, looking at his teary eyes.

“Who says that’s a bad thing?” He became aware of his flushed cheeks and watery eyes, whining when you wiped his tears with your thumbs. “You clearly don't think it is.”

He flushed, and he brought his hands up to wipe your tears away too.

“You have a point..” he trailed off before leaning into your neck again.

You assumed you guys would be staying like that for a few minutes, but Atsushi kept shifting uncomfortably.

“Are you okay?” You asked, still out of breath from what had happened just minutes ago.

“Uhm.. I..”

You were confused before you glanced down and realized what had happened.

Ah.

“Did you really—”

“—yeah.” He replied cutting you off.

He had come, almost completely untouched. The only ‘stimulation’ he was really getting was from grinding against the bed towards the end of your little session.

You smiled, finding his embarrassment cute. You scratched his scalp gently, gently pushing him off of you and tried to stand, only for your legs to give out under you, your legs trembling as you fell back onto the bed. Atsushi grabbed your shoulders lightly to make your landing less impactful, even if you were only falling onto the bed.

“Guess you really did fuck me good. And you only used your tongue.”

Atsushi flushed again, and turned away from you. Making you lift your hand to his chin, turning his head back to you.

“I’d hate for you to have to sit in wet boxers all night. How about we go and take a bath? We can keep going at it in there.”

Atsushi nodded, and got even more red while helping you up, grabbing your shoulders to keep you standing before just picking you up completely. Him picking you up relieved all pressure you originally had and you buried yourself in his neck almost immediately, legs wrapped around his waist.

He smiled, and placed you on the counter before running the bath water.

‘ God, they’re beautiful. ’

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On the topic of him being a virgin, yes, absolutely 1 million percent. He's a blushing virgin that's prone to premature ejaculation.

He's just way too anxious and inexperienced and pent up, he can't help but come all over your hands practically the second you touch him. God forbid you go straight to fucking, because you're getting creamed immediately. Especially if you're his guide, because that's just all kinds of sexual tension you're relieving.

He'd need to take a break, but he's absolutely between your legs with his mouth and hands the whole time. He may not be able to last long himself, but he's still going to make you cum as many times as you want. He wants, no, needs to show you that he can please you just as well as any of the other Links, even if he needs a bit of...practice.

I think he'd also have an especially short refractory period. He may have just cum, but a few minutes fingering you and licking his cum off you, and he's already hard and leaking again.

He's probably also the type to get hard if you just...touch him gently. Like caressing his cheeks, stroking his hair, maybe telling him how sweet and obedient he is compared to his twins, and he's got a raging boner. He can't help it.

Or if you give him a chaste kiss, maybe just a little bit of tongue. You might as well have given him a strip tease because he's stiff in his pants, ready to fuck or be fucked. It wouldn't take much to make him cum, either. Just sit on his lap and grind on him for a minute or two, and he's creaming his pants with a pathetic whimper.

FAIRY COMING IN CLUTCH-

He for sure ejaculates prematurely the first time your hand even grazes his crotch.

He's under a lot of stress, constantly, and has had no time for rendezvous' of any kind. He doesn't even touch himself. His schedule consists of wake up, suit up, breakfast, then he's following the princess, maybe lunch, following the Princess, training, dinner, following the princes, standing guard to her room until he's relieved of duty and then off to bed. No time for anything in between.

When he meets you, and you're showing clear signs you're into him? He's panicking just a bit. He has no idea what to do, what sex even entails, nevertheless how to please you in a way he knows you'll please him. If you take the lead, he's both incredibly thankful, but also so stressed. He just wants the earth below him to swallow him hole when he paints your hand a pretty white the second your fingers wrap around him. If you go straight to fucking? It's just the tip and you're getting your own personal pie. And he's ready to cry because holy fuck he just ruined everything but your still looking at him with that same sweet look on your face and-

Controversial, but any and all of the triplets are kings at cunnilingus. Including Cal. It's just a natural talent. And it's exactly how he makes it up to you. Fingering takes some fine-tuning and gentle instruction, but his tongue. LORDY LORDY- Mans has some talent. And if his technique needs some work, he loves practicing with you.

His refractory period is insanely short. Like, he just came? He's hard all over again even if overstimulation make shim wanna cry. Even if he is crying while you ride him, he's begging you to not stop because it just feels so good. And he leaks. Pre-cum everywhere. He can't help it! He just get so excited. And while it gets better the more experience he gets, it's never quite gone.

You don't even have to touch Cal. You know the tiktok trend like "Stop looking at me with those eyes." "What eyes?". That's Cal and his lover. They just have to look at him with that look. But he'll never turn away soft hair strokes or touches on his cheeks. And if you praise him? Telling him how much calmer her is? How much better he listens when compared to them? He's leaking a spot into the front of his pants, whimpering and keening like a horny dog.

He can't even control himself. Frenching this man, even just the bit, has him either grinding against you, holding you as close as possible, or he's practically humping the air begging for friction.

Cal being an inexperienced virgin, cumming in his pants and crying in overstimulation >>>> Literally anything.

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Male circumcision questions answered.

I get asked all the time about why I arrived at my love of circumcised penis'. You could read the entire back catalog of blog posts and see. However, I wanted to draw it out into a specific post.

I grew up in a family where circumcision was normal, that was the first type of penis that I saw, and that was normal for me. It was not until I did my nursing degree that I started being exposed to uncircumcised men. I wasn't sexually active until I was in my early 20's, so I had no direct experience sexually.

I was so self-conscious that I never self-satisfied myself, i.e., I never even masturbated. My boyfriends were both circumcised; I loved the look, and sucking them off was something that I loved to do. They never really stimulated me sexually; it was a case of me being the starfish and they fucking me until they came. I enjoyed that they could cum, but I didn't particularly enjoy sex. It wasn't uncomfortable or painful, I just felt so embarrassed about my body that I couldn't get into it.

My third partner was friends with benefits; he was so adventurous that he forced me to get into cowgirl and was teaching me about my body. I still never climaxed, but it was an important learning experience. I had the first indication of sexual enjoyment feeling his glands rubbing me internally. I met my long-term partner, the father of my two kids while enjoying the FWB. Our relationship was rocky; he appeared to want me to be more confident in my body, but I couldn't really get to that with his premature ejaculation problems. Sex would last a maximum of 2 minutes. The intimacy of our relationship never really hit any goals. Almost 20 years of that relationship until we went to a sex club, see original posts.

During my nursing degree, I worked in pediatrics and was involved in circumcising many infants. I, however, chose to specialise in aged care. It was during that time I was exposed to men who had not been circumcised and had developed chronic problems. This was particularly so when the patients had dementia. They would require so much additional care. With assistants, I would retract their foreskins after they had incontinence problems. They would regularly get infections. Many of these men would get circumcised while in care to reduce the burdens. As I moved from the palliative end of aged care into more assisted living nursing, I saw that phimosis and other foreskin ailments were so familiar. To put this into perspective, this was the age group that fought in WW2. Circumcision was probably done to around 80% of the men I cared for. The more mobile men who had problems and got circumcised universally said it was a life changer. They were always positive about it. The men who still had their life partners always talked of great feedback from their partners.

Circumcision was the done thing in our family; my partner was circumcised, and it was my personal preference that any boys we had would be circumcised. When we had a boy, we got him circumcised; others in our mother's group looked down on me and judged. I was happy with our decision. This became more apparent when, by the time most of the boys were 5-10 years old, three of the six had to be circumcised. Their mothers came to me wishing they had done it at birth because it was less traumatic.

As my long-term relationship started to fall apart, it was then that I really understood the benefits of circumcision. My first vaginal orgasm was with a tightly circumcised dick. He was circumcised as an adult, and wow. To this day, all sex is measured by how phenomenal that guy and dick were. Over the coming years, I slept with tens of men, and I only once had an uncircumcised man that has been able to make me cum vaginally. Even with really hung men who could scratch the spot, they have all ejaculated before I have even remotely gotten there. Some foreskins have been so long that they completely cover the glans even when erect. There's no enjoyment when the penis stimulates the foreskin and not the vagina.

I've now been with a man who I circumcised myself for a few months, and he absolutely loves it. Says that he would never want to go back which further builds the idea that circumcision IS best.

A few years ago, I had only slept with 5 men; now, I have slept with 80, and of those, most are shit, and I couldn't get a woman to climax if they prayed 20 times a day. The ones that could be all but one circumcised. It looks better and feels better for women. However, with any opinion, it is worth noting. A caring, circumcised lover is better than an uncaring, circumcised lover. Any good sex needs a build-up. All of my girlfriends with circumcised partners that don't climax talk about them just "stuffing it in".. guys that will never work. Foreplay is the secret, when the girl is wet she's going to be loving the glans. One aspect that I struggle with when dealing with uncircumcised penis' isn't the hygiene, that can be fixed. The arrogance of the guys who think it's okay to cum so quickly and leave women languishing. While I am sure there are circumcised men who do the same, it seems that in my experience, there's a very strong bias towards selfish lovers who are uncircumcised.

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An overview of premature ejaculation

Sexual problems can have an effect on a man's life to the extent that they can ruin his sex life completely. Of these problems, premature ejaculation is one of the most find out more here commonly experienced sexual problem. Read further to learn about its symptoms, causes and treatment.

Sexual health is a major concern for men, especially when it comes to making them feel self conscious about their sexuality. Many of the sexual problems are such that can leave a man embarrassed in front of their partner. And as the problems continue, a man can slowly start being distant from his partner and even avoid situations that can lead to sexual encounter. Sexual problems in men can also be a reason for breakups and divorces in extreme cases. This is mostly because men are hesitant in sharing their problems with their partner, or seek medical assistance. But this is again because sexual problems, in earlier times, were considered a taboo. Some of these sexual problems include erectile dysfunction, premature ejaculation problems and problems related to libido.

What is premature ejaculation?

Premature ejaculation is one of those major sexual problems that can hinder a man's sex life. As a you can experience early ejaculation, or reach climax earlier than either you or your partner desire. As such there is no specific time which can be said as being too early for ejaculation, but in general a man normally may take from around 8 to 15 vaginal thrusts to 30 minutes. Men who are suffering from premature ejaculation usually have ejaculation within just a minute or two of vaginal penetration. The neurotransmitter serotonin is said to play a major role in bringing about ejaculation. So when the serotonin level droops in your brain, it brings about the premature ejaculation symptom. This is the reason why Priligy, which belongs to the SSRI (Selective Serotonin Re-uptake Inhibitors), has proven to be very effective.

What are the causes of premature ejaculation?

Sexual excitement is the prey of a notion, that the control and modulation that one brings about are a part of learned behaviour. If a man has learned or gathered the facts incorrectly or inadequately, then he might end up with suffering from  Physical factors such as neurological conditions can also be responsible for bringing about premature ejaculation. Infection of the prostate gland or urethritis can also be the causes of premature ejaculation. With the increase in substance abuse, those men who are suffering from withdrawal symptoms are likely to suffer from premature ejaculation. Psychological factors such as anxiety, stress, guilt, depression and lack of confidence can also cause premature ejaculation.

How can Priligy help in the treatment of premature ejaculation?

Dapoxetine is the only prescription medication that is available for the treatment of premature ejaculation. Dapoxetine is the active ingredient present in the pill, which improves the serotonin level in your brain, in order to control your ejaculations. Men who have been taking this pill have benefited to a great extent and some have also been able to gain control over their ejaculation. This pill is available in the dosage strengths of 30 mg and 60 mg, which can be safely taken by those who are 18 years or older. But Priligy should be avoided by men who are above the age of 64 years. You are required to take one pill at least one to three hours prior to getting engaged in a sexual act.

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Fraink Cream for Men: A Natural Solution for Early Ejaculation and Renewed Confidence

Early ejaculation (also known as premature ejaculation) is one of the most widespread yet under-discussed sexual health concerns among men. Affecting millions globally, this condition can cause emotional distress, reduce self-esteem, and create tension in intimate relationships. Despite its commonality, societal taboos and stigma often prevent men from seeking proper solutions.

While the market is flooded with quick-fix products and temporary relief options, many of these contain harsh chemicals or come with side effects that do more harm than good. In contrast,   Fraink Cream for Men Online has emerged as a game-changing herbal remedy that provides a safe, effective, and long-term solution for men dealing with early ejaculation.

What Is Fraink Cream for Men?

Fraink Cream is a topical, herbal formulation developed to address early ejaculation naturally. Unlike synthetic performance enhancers or oral medication, Fraink Cream is applied directly to the skin, allowing its active ingredients to absorb effectively where they are most needed. This helps desensitize the area slightly—just enough to help prolong performance without causing numbness or discomfort.

How Does Fraink Cream Work?

The power of Fraink Cream lies in its blend of time-tested herbal ingredients, carefully selected for their ability to enhance stamina, improve blood circulation, and reduce sensitivity.

Here’s how it works:

Topical application allows fast and localized action

Mild desensitization helps delay climax naturally

Improved blood flow increases endurance and performance

Herbal extracts nourish and support skin health without irritation

Used consistently as directed, Fraink Cream can help users gradually build control and confidence over time—without the fear of sudden or awkward interruptions during intimacy.

Why Fraink Cream Stands Out

With so many products on the market, what makes Fraink Cream unique?

 Herbal & Safe

Fraink Cream is free from harmful chemicals, artificial preservatives, and synthetic ingredients. Its herbal composition makes it suitable for long-term use with minimal risk of side effects.

 Non-Invasive Application

No pills, no injections—just a simple cream applied before intimacy. This makes it easy and discreet to use.

 Clinically-Inspired Formulation

Each ingredient in Fraink Cream is chosen based on its history of use in Ayurvedic and traditional herbal medicine for male wellness and sexual health.

 Builds Confidence Over Time

Unlike some products that mask the problem, Fraink Cream supports gradual improvement in control and endurance, leading to lasting results with consistent use.

Key Benefits of Using Fraink Cream

Helps delay ejaculation naturally

Improves sexual stamina and endurance

Enhances performance and satisfaction

Reduces anxiety related to early climax

No known harsh side effects

Easy to carry and apply discreetly

How to Use Fraink Cream

Using Fraink Cream is simple:

Take a small amount of cream and gently massage it onto the private area (excluding the tip) 15–20 minutes before intimacy.

Allow it to absorb fully.

Wash off any excess before contact if needed.

Always follow the instructions provided with the product or consult a professional if unsure.

Conclusion

Early ejaculation can take a toll on emotional well-being and intimate relationships, but it doesn't have to be a lifelong struggle. Fraink Cream for Men offers a safe, herbal, and effective solution that empowers men to take control of their performance without relying on artificial stimulants or risky chemicals.

If you’re looking for a natural remedy that supports real results and helps you regain confidence in your intimate life, Fraink Cream could be the breakthrough you’ve been waiting for.

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Restore Confidence with Expert Premature Ejaculation Treatments at Paramount Men’s Clinic 

When a guy ejaculates earlier than he would want, usually within a minute after engaging in sexual activity, it is known as premature ejaculation. Even if it's normal to have this occasionally, persistent or regular occurrences can need medical attention. For individuals looking for long-term answers, Paramount Men's Clinic is a reliable choice because it provides a customized and private approach to men's sexual health. 

Their dedication to determining the underlying reasons of premature ejaculation is what distinguishes Paramount. The disorder may have medical origins like hormone imbalances or hypersensitivity, or it may have psychological causes like stress, worry, or traumatic experiences. To guarantee that every patient receives the most suitable and successful treatment plan, the clinic's staff performs thorough evaluations. 

Customized prescription drugs, hormone adjustment, and in certain situations, acoustic wave therapy—a non-invasive technique that improves blood flow and nerve sensitivity—are among their contemporary treatment choices. These products are intended to improve sexual performance and general enjoyment in addition to delaying ejaculation. 

Paramount Men's Clinic offers performance coaching and behavioral counseling in addition to medical treatments. By treating the mental and physical components of premature ejaculation, this all-encompassing method helps men feel more confident and achieve better long-term results. Within a few weeks of beginning their treatment regimen, many patients report observable changes. 

Additionally, Paramount Men's Clinic places a high value on patient privacy and comfort. Every stage, from the initial consultation to the aftercare, is managed discreetly and professionally. The staff fosters an atmosphere where patients feel supported and understood because they recognize how delicate men's sexual health concerns may be. 

Paramount Men's Clinic can assist you if your quality of life has been negatively impacted by premature ejaculation. The road to better performance and confidence is only a consultation away with professional care, cutting-edge treatment options, and a customized approach. 

To find out more about their successful treatments for premature ejaculation, visit Paramount Men's Clinic and make an appointment for a private consultation right now. 

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Know All About Sildalist Strong 140 Tablet

When it comes to treating erectile dysfunction (ED), many medications promise results—but few deliver as powerfully as Sildalist Strong 140 Tablet. This dual-action drug has become a popular solution for men looking to regain sexual confidence and performance. If you're considering this medication or simply want to know more, this comprehensive guide will explain everything you need to know—from its ingredients and benefits to dosage, precautions, side effects, and more.

What is Sildalist Strong 140 Tablet?

Sildalist Strong 140 is a powerful combination medication used to treat erectile dysfunction (ED) and premature ejaculation (PE) in men. It contains two active pharmaceutical ingredients:

Sildenafil Citrate (100 mg) – the main component of Viagra, which helps in achieving and maintaining an erection.

Tadalafil (40 mg) – the main ingredient in Cialis, known for its long-lasting effects on erection support.

Together, these compounds make Sildalist Strong 140 a hybrid and potent solution for men suffering from both ED and PE.

How Does Sildalist Strong 140 Work?

This tablet works in two complementary ways to improve sexual performance:

Sildenafil (100mg): It is a phosphodiesterase type 5 (PDE5) inhibitor. By blocking the PDE5 enzyme, it allows for increased blood flow to the penis during sexual stimulation, resulting in a firmer and sustained erection.

Tadalafil (40mg): Also a PDE5 inhibitor, but it has a longer half-life than Sildenafil. It stays effective in the system for up to 36 hours, giving users greater flexibility and spontaneity in their sexual activities.

By combining rapid onset (Sildenafil) with long-lasting effects (Tadalafil), this tablet offers both instant performance and extended endurance.

Key Benefits of Sildalist Strong 140 Tablet

Stronger and Longer-lasting Erections: The combination of ingredients provides both immediate and prolonged erectile support.

Improved Sexual Confidence: Helps men feel more in control during intimacy.

Dual-action Formula: Treats both ED and symptoms of PE effectively.

Enhanced Pleasure for Both Partners: Sustained erections and delayed climax contribute to better mutual satisfaction.

Who Should Use Sildalist Strong 140?

This medication is intended for adult men aged 18 or above who experience:

Inability to get or maintain an erection

Erectile dysfunction linked to performance anxiety or stress

Occasional or chronic premature ejaculation

Reduced sexual stamina and confidence

It should not be used without a doctor's consultation, especially if you're on heart or blood pressure medications.

How to Take Sildalist Strong 140

Here are some key usage guidelines:

Dosage: One tablet (140 mg) should be taken 30 to 60 minutes before planned sexual activity.

Do not exceed one dose per day.

Take it with a full glass of water.

Avoid heavy meals, fatty foods, and alcohol, as these can delay the tablet's effectiveness.

Sexual stimulation is necessary for the medicine to work.

How Long Does It Take to Work?

Sildalist Strong 140 typically begins working within 30 to 60 minutes after ingestion. However, the Tadalafil component remains active for up to 36 hours, allowing for a prolonged window of sexual readiness.

Precautions to Take Before Using Sildalist Strong 140

To ensure safe and effective use, consider the following:

Consult a Doctor First – especially if you have any of the following conditions:

Heart disease

High or low blood pressure

Liver or kidney problems

Diabetes

Retinitis pigmentosa or other eye disorders

Don’t Mix with Nitrates – Avoid this drug if you're taking nitrates (used for chest pain), as the combination can cause a dangerous drop in blood pressure.

Avoid Alcohol or Recreational Drugs – These can interfere with the action of the drug and increase the risk of side effects.

Be Cautious While Driving or Operating Machinery – You may experience dizziness or blurred vision.

Possible Side Effects

While Sildalist Strong 140 is well-tolerated by many, it may cause some side effects, especially during the first few uses:

Common Side Effects:

Headache

Flushing

Dizziness

Nasal congestion

Upset stomach

Mild back pain

Rare but Serious Side Effects:

Prolonged or painful erection (priapism)

Sudden vision or hearing loss

Chest pain

Fainting or irregular heartbeat

If you experience serious symptoms, seek immediate medical attention.

Drug Interactions

Be cautious if you are using any of the following:

Other ED medications (e.g., Viagra, Cialis, Levitra)

Alpha-blockers for prostate or blood pressure issues

Nitrates (e.g., nitroglycerin)

Antifungal or antibiotic medications

HIV protease inhibitors

These can alter the effectiveness or increase the risk of side effects when used with Sildalist Strong 140.

Storage Instructions

Store in a cool, dry place away from direct sunlight and moisture.

Keep out of reach of children and pets.

Do not use the medication past its expiration date.

Where to Buy Sildalist Strong 140?

You can purchase Sildalist Strong 140 from reputable online pharmacies and licensed drug stores. Always choose certified platforms to avoid counterfeit products. Some trusted online sites also offer discreet delivery and consultation services.

Make sure the product is manufactured by a recognized pharmaceutical company, and check for customer reviews, batch number, and expiry date before using.

FAQs About Sildalist Strong 140

1. Can women use Sildalist Strong 140? No. It is formulated exclusively for men and should not be used by women.

2. Can I take it with alcohol? Alcohol should be avoided, as it can reduce the effectiveness and increase side effects.

3. Is it safe to take every day? No. It is not intended for daily use unless prescribed by a doctor. Use only as needed.

4. Will it work without sexual stimulation? No. Sexual arousal is necessary for the medicine to produce an erection.

5. Is it a permanent cure for ED? No. It treats the symptoms, not the underlying causes of ED.

Final Thoughts

Sildalist Strong 140 Tablet is a high-performance medication that blends the fast-acting power of Sildenafil with the long-lasting effect of Tadalafil. It’s a dual-action powerhouse for men facing erectile challenges and looking to enhance their sexual experiences.

However, like all medications, it must be used responsibly and under medical supervision. Never self-medicate or exceed the recommended dosage. If used correctly, Sildalist Strong 140 can be a game-changer for restoring sexual confidence and intimacy.

If you’re looking for a reliable way to boost your bedroom performance, talk to your doctor about whether Sildalist Strong 140 is right for you. And always source your medicine from trusted pharmacies to ensure quality and safety.

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Malegra Dxt Plus: A Comprehensive Look At Its Benefits

In today’s fast-paced world, maintaining optimal health and vitality is essential, especially when it comes to intimate wellness.

Malegra Dxt Plus has emerged as a popular solution for men seeking to improve erectile function and enhance overall sexual performance. This article provides a comprehensive look at Malegra DXT Plus, its benefits, and how it can positively impact your life.

What is Malegra Dxt Plus?

Malegra Dxt Plus is a pharmaceutical product designed primarily to address Erectile disorder while also improving stamina and control during sexual activity. It contains two active ingredients: Sildenafil Citrate and Dapoxetine.

Sildenafil Citrate is a well-known compound used to treat Erectile challenges by increasing blood flow to the penis, which helps achieve and maintain an erection.

Dapoxetine is used to treat premature ejaculation by helping delay ejaculation, thus improving endurance.

By combining these two, Malegra Dxt Plus offers a dual-action effect that targets two common male sexual health concerns simultaneously, making it a unique and effective option.

Key Benefits of Malegra Dxt Plus

Enhances Erectile Function and Performance Sildenafil’s ability to increase blood flow ensures a firmer and longer-lasting erection. Men who struggle with erectile dysfunction can regain their confidence and enjoy a more satisfying sexual experience.

Increases Stamina and Endurance Thanks to Dapoxetine, Malegra Dxt Plus helps delay ejaculation, allowing for prolonged sexual activity. This can reduce anxiety related to premature ejaculation and improve both partners' satisfaction.

Improves Blood Flow and Cardiovascular Health Improved circulation from Sildenafil can positively impact overall cardiovascular health, as it relaxes blood vessels and promotes better blood flow beyond the penis.

Boosts Confidence and Reduces Performance Anxiety The combined effects of enhanced performance and increased control help reduce stress and anxiety related to sexual activity. This psychological benefit is often as important as the physical improvements.

Dual-Action Benefits Unlike many ED medications that only address erection issues, Sildenafil  targets multiple aspects of sexual health in one convenient tablet, making it a practical and cost-effective choice.

How to Use Malegra Dxt Plus Safely

To maximize benefits and minimize risks, it’s essential to follow the recommended dosage guidelines. Typically, one tablet is taken orally about 30 to 60 minutes before sexual activity. It should not be taken more than once in 24 hours.

Users must consult with a healthcare professional before starting Malegra Dxt Plus, especially if they have underlying medical conditions like heart disease, high blood pressure, or if they are taking other medications that may interact negatively.

Avoid alcohol and heavy meals before taking the tablet, as these can reduce its effectiveness. Staying hydrated and maintaining a healthy lifestyle can also enhance the results.

Potential Side Effects and How to Manage Them

Like any medication, Malegra Dxt Plus may cause side effects, although many users experience none or only mild symptoms. Common side effects include:

Headaches

Dizziness

Flushing

Nasal congestion

Nausea

More serious side effects are rare but require immediate medical attention, such as chest pain, severe allergic reactions, or sudden vision changes.

If side effects occur, they often diminish as the body adjusts to the medication. Consulting a healthcare provider is crucial if symptoms persist or worsen.

Comparing Malegra Dxt Plus to Other ED Treatments

Malegra Dxt Plus stands out because of its combination of Sildenafil and Dapoxetine, offering more comprehensive support than standard ED drugs like Viagra or generic Sildenafil alone.

It also tends to be more affordable than purchasing separate medications for ED and premature ejaculation. User reviews frequently highlight improved sexual satisfaction and enhanced confidence, which contribute to better overall well-being.

Real-Life Success Stories

Many men have shared positive experiences with Malegra Dxt Plus, noting significant improvements in their intimate lives. For instance, some report longer-lasting erections, reduced anxiety, and stronger emotional connections with their partners.

These success stories underscore how Malegra Dxt Plus can restore not just physical function but also emotional health and relationship satisfaction.

Where to Buy Malegra Dxt Plus

Purchasing Malegra Dxt Plus from a reputable source is essential to ensure product authenticity and safety. Licensed pharmacies, verified online stores, or direct healthcare providers are the best options.

Be cautious of counterfeit products, which can be ineffective or harmful. Always verify the seller’s credibility and seek professional advice if unsure.

Conclusion

Malegra Dxt Plus offers a powerful, dual-action solution for men struggling with erectile dysfunction and premature ejaculation. By enhancing blood flow and delaying ejaculation, it helps improve sexual performance, confidence, and overall quality of life.

If you’re considering Malegra Dxt Plus, consult a healthcare provider to discuss your needs and ensure safe use. Take control of your intimate health today and experience the benefits Malegra Dxt Plus has to offer!

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How Safe Are Erectile Dysfunction (ED) Pills in the United States? A Straightforward Guide

Let us face it - talking about erectile dysfunction (ED) is not anyone’s idea of a good time. But if you have found yourself wondering whether ED pills are actually safe, you're not alone. It’s a common concern, especially when you're staring at a dozen fancy-sounding pill names and wondering what on earth a tadapox tablet even is.

So, are they safe? In simple words - yes, most ED pills are considered safe when taken properly. They’re used by millions of men around the world every single day. But like anything you pop into your mouth (except chewing gum and chocolate, maybe), there are a few things you need to keep in mind.

Let’s dig into the details - minus the scary medical lingo, of course.

Why Do People Use ED Pills?

ED pills help improve blood flow to a certain important area. If you’ve been struggling to get or keep an erection, these medications can:

Helping you enjoy firmer and longer-lasting erections.

Boost your confidence in bed

Lower anxiety around intimacy

Add a bit of spark back into your love life

No, they’re not magic. But taken the right way, they can work wonders.

How Safe Are Erectile Dysfunction (ED) Meds & Pills?

When used properly and with guidance from a healthcare professional, ED pills are generally safe. Here’s why:

They’ve been tested and approved in many countries.

Ingredients such as Tadalafil and Sildenafil have been carefully researched.

Millions of men have used them without serious side effects.

At EDcure Clinic, we ensure all medications are quality-checked, affordable, and reliable.

However, they’re not candy. Taking too many, mixing with alcohol, or combining with certain heart medications can lead to trouble. That’s why it’s important to only buy from trusted platforms.

Benefits of Using ED Pills (When Taken Properly)

Let’s make it simple. Here are the good things that ED pills can bring:

Increased stamina

Harder and longer erections

Better control over timing

Improved self-esteem

Less pressure during romantic moments

Better emotional connection with your partner

Peace of mind (finally!)

Features of Trusted ED Pills

When you buy from a reliable source like EDcure Clinic, you can expect:

Safe packaging and discreet delivery

Certified products only (no fakes, no shady backroom pills)

Support from medical professionals

Detailed usage instructions

Common Misunderstandings (Let’s Clear Them Up!)

Let’s clear up a few common myths while we’re here:

Myth 1: ED pills are addictive.

Truth: Nope. You won’t get “hooked” on them. You can stop anytime.

Myth 2: They work instantly.

Truth: Most need about 30–60 minutes to kick in. Be patient.

Myth 3: They make you want it more.

Truth: They don’t increase your desire. They just help your body respond better when you're already in the mood.

Myth 4: You can take two to make it work better.

Truth: Don’t even think about it. One is more than enough.

Uses of ED Pills (More Than You Think)

Sure, ED pills help with erections. But that’s not all.

Some products like cenforce dapoxetine and tadapox tadalafil and dapoxetine tablets also help with premature ejaculation - helping you last longer.

Others like tadalafil oral strips, tadalafil super active, or tadapox tablet are great for men who dislike swallowing regular pills. A few are even flavoured (thank you, science!).

If you’re looking for quick action, products like tastylia 20 mg strips or cialis strips dissolve in the mouth and work faster than your average pill.

There’s something for everyone.

Who Should Avoid ED Pills?

Although these pills are safe for many, some men should avoid them:

If you have heart problems and take nitrates

If your doctor says it’s not safe due to other health issues

If you're allergic to any ingredients

Remember, always check with a doctor before you begin any new medication.

Where Can You Buy Safe ED Pills in the United States?

Let’s be honest - there are far too many shady websites out there. You need a source that’s trustworthy, certified, and doesn’t send you mystery powder in a paper envelope.

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FAQs About ED Pills

Q: How long do ED pills last?

A: It depends. Some like tadalafil strips can last up to 36 hours. Others like vidalista 80 black may last 4–6 hours. Check the product details.

Q: Can I take them daily?

A: Some like tadalista super active 20 mg are okay for daily use in small doses. But don’t self-medicate—always check with a doctor.

Q: Will it work the first time?

A: Often, yes. But some men need to try a couple of times to get used to it. Don’t panic.

Q: Are side effects common?

A: Most people don’t have side effects. When they do happen, it’s usually mild-like a headache or stuffy nose.

The Final Word (No Medical Jargon, Promise)

ED is nothing to be embarrassed about. Millions of men deal with it. And millions of men are now smiling again thanks to the right ED pills.

If you take them responsibly and buy from a trusted source like EDcure Clinic, you’re in good hands.

No shady back-alley deals. No mystery pills. Just real solutions for real people.

Take Action Today

Ready to feel more confident and take back control? Browse the full range at EDcure Clinic and choose the product that suits your needs:

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Whatever you choose, choose smart - and smile again.

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How Does Malegra FXT Plus Work in Your Body to Treat Erectile Dysfunction?

Erectile dysfunction (ED) is a common condition that affects millions of men worldwide, impacting their confidence, relationships, and overall quality of life. Fortunately, advances in medicine have brought effective treatments to the forefront, helping men regain control over their sexual health. One such treatment is Malegra FXT Plus, a medication designed to combat not only Erectile challenges but also premature ejaculation. But how exactly does Malegra FXT Plus work in your body to treat erectile dysfunction? This article breaks down the science behind this medication and explains how it helps men achieve and maintain a firm erection.

What is Malegra FXT Plus?

Malegra FXT Plus is a combination medication primarily used to treat Erectile disorder. It contains two active ingredients: Sildenafil Citrate and Dapoxetine. Sildenafil Citrate is the same compound found in Viagra and is widely recognized for its effectiveness in treating ED. Dapoxetine, on the other hand, is a selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI) designed to treat premature ejaculation.

By combining these two drugs, Malegra FXT Plus addresses two common sexual problems simultaneously — difficulty achieving or maintaining an erection and ejaculating too quickly. This makes it a popular choice for men who struggle with both issues.

Understanding Erectile Dysfunction

To understand how Malegra FXT Plus works, it’s important to first grasp what happens during a normal erection. When a man becomes sexually aroused, his brain sends signals to the nerves in the penis, which then trigger the release of chemicals that relax the smooth muscles in the penile arteries. This relaxation allows blood to flow freely into the spongy tissues of the penis, causing it to swell and harden.

Erectile dysfunction occurs when this process is disrupted. The reasons can vary widely — from physical causes like poor blood flow, nerve damage, or hormonal imbalances, to psychological factors such as stress, anxiety, or depression. Since proper blood flow is crucial, many ED medications focus on improving circulation to the penis.

How Malegra FXT Plus Works in the Body

Sildenafil Citrate: Boosting Blood Flow

Sildenafil Citrate works by targeting an enzyme called phosphodiesterase type 5 (PDE5). Normally, PDE5 breaks down a molecule called cyclic guanosine monophosphate (cGMP), which is responsible for relaxing the smooth muscles in the penis. By inhibiting PDE5, Sildenafil prevents the breakdown of cGMP, allowing it to accumulate.

The increased levels of cGMP cause the muscles in the penile arteries to relax, enabling greater blood flow into the erectile tissue. This enhanced circulation helps a man achieve and maintain a firm erection when sexually stimulated.

Dapoxetine: Delaying Ejaculation

While Sildenafil focuses on blood flow, Dapoxetine acts on the brain to control ejaculation. It is a short-acting selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI) that increases the activity of serotonin in the nervous system. Serotonin is a neurotransmitter that plays a key role in regulating mood and sexual function.

By increasing serotonin levels, Dapoxetine helps delay the ejaculatory reflex, allowing men to last longer during intercourse. This dual action — improving erection quality and delaying ejaculation — makes Malegra FXT Plus uniquely effective for men facing both challenges.

Onset and Duration of Action

Malegra FXT Plus typically starts working within 30 to 60 minutes after ingestion. However, this can vary depending on factors such as whether the medication is taken on an empty stomach or with food. A heavy or fatty meal may delay its onset.

The effects of Malegra FXT Plus usually last for around 4 to 6 hours, giving men a sufficient window for sexual activity. Dapoxetine’s effects on delaying ejaculation tend to last for a shorter period, usually up to 4 hours.

Benefits of Using Malegra FXT Plus for ED

One of the main advantages of Malegra FXT Plus is its dual action. Many men with Erectile issues also experience premature ejaculation, and addressing both problems with a single medication can significantly improve sexual satisfaction and confidence.

Improved erection quality: Thanks to Sildenafil, men experience stronger and longer-lasting erections.

Better control over ejaculation: Dapoxetine helps delay ejaculation, enhancing endurance during intercourse.

Increased confidence: Knowing that both issues are being managed can reduce anxiety and improve overall sexual performance.

Potential Side Effects and Precautions

Like all medications, Malegra FXT Plus may cause side effects. Common side effects of Sildenafil include headaches, flushing, nasal congestion, dizziness, and upset stomach. Dapoxetine can cause nausea, dizziness, dry mouth, and sometimes mood changes.

More serious side effects are rare but can include vision changes, chest pain, or prolonged erections lasting more than 4 hours (priapism). It’s important to seek immediate medical attention if these occur.

Men with certain health conditions — such as severe heart problems, uncontrolled high or low blood pressure, or those taking nitrates — should avoid Malegra FXT Plus. Always consult a healthcare provider before starting this medication to ensure it’s safe for you.

How to Use Malegra FXT Plus Effectively

Malegra FXT Plus should be taken as prescribed by a doctor, usually about an hour before sexual activity. It’s best to avoid heavy meals and excessive alcohol consumption around the time of taking the medication, as these can reduce its effectiveness.

If you experience persistent side effects or the medication does not seem to work, consult your healthcare provider for advice or possible alternative treatments.

Conclusion

Malegra FXT Plus works by combining two powerful drugs — Sildenafil Citrate and Dapoxetine — to treat erectile dysfunction and premature ejaculation simultaneously. Sildenafil improves blood flow to the penis by inhibiting PDE5, while Dapoxetine delays ejaculation by modulating serotonin levels in the brain.

This dual-action approach helps men regain sexual confidence, achieve better erections, and enjoy longer-lasting intimacy. However, as with any medication, it’s important to use Malegra FXT Plus responsibly and under medical supervision to ensure safety and effectiveness.

If you’re struggling with erectile dysfunction or premature ejaculation, Malegra FXT Plus may be a suitable option worth discussing with your healthcare provider.