#Rosie smut headcannons

[ratskinsuit]

No because y’all are ignoring how FINE and absolutely girlfriend material Rosie is. (Mdni, slight smut)

Like just imagine her being your girlfriend, cute romantic dates, sipping wine together, cuddled on the couch.

Her sitting on your lap/you sitting on hers while she does your makeup or fixes your hair or clothes.

The two of you taking a stroll around town, when she suddenly pulls you to the side, her hat blocking the two of you from outsiders are she gives you a quick kiss on the lips, before returning on your walk.

Arms linked together at a party, as she walk you around introducing you to people. “Ah hello n̶̢̤͍̣̱̟͍̤͖͚̩͇̹̋̈́̔͜͝Á̶̡̛̝͙̩̳̀͋m̸̛̫͍͚̪̤͈͔̩͙͔̬͎̅̅̓̃̍̌̽̅̀͑͗̿͘͘͜Ȩ̷̪͚͔̔͗̅̄͒̀̓̏̐͠, oh, who’s this? Oh yes you two. haven’t. met yet, this is my absolutely wonderful partner, are they not just adorable?” Brags about you to anybody and everybody who listens. Yet she is slightly cautious around certain people. Because she does have some enemies (I have no idea who though), who would gladly try to use you against her, and she can’t have anything happening to you, can she?

Offers you a variety of food and delicacy’s from Cannibal town. She will always try to bring you something new every time you two see each other. But if you arn’t one for that certain diet, she will chose to bring you some snacks, and freshly pressed flowers.

She would have a book for you, where you can store all the flowers she gets you into pressed pages. Doesn’t matter if your a he, her, or a them, you are getting flowers and you be better like it. Cannibal town (my head cannon) has a wide variety of unique beautiful flowers, so you book is filled with life.

Her perfectly manicured nails running soothingly across your scalp as you lay you head in her lap. Or those exact same hands gripping onto your hair, practically ripping it from the roots as you lay between her legs, while she softly moans and praises you from above.

She giggles and talks with others nonchalantly as she teases you under the table during tea time, changing the subject if anyone asks questions, brushing it off as you not feeling well. Completely wrong because your feeling great

You two helping each other wind down after a stressful day. She would go from teasing and degrading you, denying your climax , overstimulating you, praises tumbling out of her mouth t ill your crying out, not knowing whether or not you want it to stop or never end.

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A/N: I am still on HAITUS but my mental health is getting better so I may beback this month, to work on the 20+ requests I have lol.

ALSO IF ANYBODY IS PLANNING TO WRITE ROSIE FANFICS PLEASE I BEG OF YOU TAG MEE 🙏 🙏 🙏 (only if you want though, if it’s too much of a problem that’s okay) SHE IS UNDERRATED AND I LOVE HER.

[simpsdept]

Okay! Sorry I haven’t posted for a little while!! It’s an extremely busy week . But I’m gonna start posting again! Hopefully by tonight!

But anyways- I have over 57 requests and I think I’m gonna shut requests by midnight tonight- so send in all your requests now before it closes!

Also, please let the requests, if romantic, be the female characters cause I am struggling with the male characters rn. If you request and the characters are male but it’s platonic then I’m fine with that.

Anyways thank you! (Requests won’t be closed that long)

OH AND ALSO THX SO MUCH FOR THE LIKES AND FOLLOWS!!!!

Thank you!!

[fandomobbsessedb]

Who should I write a one-shot for?

I’ll do more of these if it’s popular but I just can’t decide :p

[donutsupremacy]

Accidental Desperation (Pt. I)

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Summary:

"Your roommate finds it hard to sleep at night after their dreams were filled with you, and that caused just enough problems for him in his boxers. It seems like there's no other way to get rid of it but to take the matter into his own hands... literally."

Warnings/Spoilers:

Written during 4.8

Featuring the first half of 6reeze (Aether, Venti, Xiao)

Modern AU

Gender neutral reader

And they were roommates shenanigans

PURE UNADULTERATED S M U T

and a bit of fluff lol why not

⚠️MINORS DNI⚠️

M*sturb*tion

Voyeurism (I think)

Wet dreams

Perverted 6reeze j*rking off to lewd pictures of you

100% headcannon based tip colours (iykyk)

A/N: Again— no time for Kinktober, but might as well make 6reeze smut a tradition for me every October now (I have my own thirst to satiate with Heizou and I would like to meet my quota)

But since 3 guys is already making this post long enough (giggity), I'll leave Kazu, Heizou and Scara on part 2. I'll make their's ASAP after this :3

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Aether

Dreaming of you sucking him off while on your knees woke up the blonde abruptly, not even getting a chance to envision your mouth being filled with his cum.

The feeling of his cock straining painfully against his boxers was the first thing he felt when he woke up.

Try as he might to attempt closing his eyes and falling back asleep, they quickly shoot open at each twitch he felt. That image was burned into his mind of your pretty lips wrapped around the shaft of his cock and your throat bulging.

Would you really handle his entire length like that? Or would you be having tears running from your innocent eyes while gagging halfway through... damn he wanted to find out.

As immoral as it may seem, he ended up pulling out his phone, frantically scrolling through your social media and finding a picture of you at a beach— your swimwear exposing just enough skin and accentuating your gorgeous figure, leaving not much for the imagination.

Perfect, Aether thought as he quickly nudged his boxers down enough for his cock to spring out.

Wasting no time, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other held his phone woth your picture staring back at him. Aether began setting a slow pace, pumping up and down slowly as you did in his dream.

The warmth of his palm enveloped his shaft, making him wonder if your hand would be just as warm and soft... and how tight you'd be if he was inside of you.

Quiet grunts and gasps fell from his lips, it doesn't take long for him to pump faster, hips trembling and bucking into his own fist, panting your name with a breathless voice.

Unbeknownst to the blonde, you were up late at night getting a snack, walking past his bedroom— only to hear the quiet mutters of your name. Your curiosity was quickly piqued.

You lingered outside his door for a little moment before turning the door knob. You cringed as it clicked a little too loudly, but you had already pushed his door open and peeked inside.

Much to Aether's dismay, he kept jerking off and thrusting into his fist while panting out your name, his thoughts muddled and the sound of your voice ringing in his ears—

Wait, he heard your voice clearly this time...

His eyes opened, and just seeing your face was enough to bring him over the edge.

Aether frantically tried to hide his cock using his bedsheet, only to grunt and gasp as thick ropes of his cum splattered against the fabric, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red at the failed attempt to hide himself. It was already too late anyways, you saw him jerking off to... you.

"Shit— I-I'm sorry— I'm sorry, really! [Name], jesus, why'd come in now of all times—" Aethwr was sputtering out apologies and begging you to not move out or kick him out. However, he was pleasantly surprised when you entered the bedroom and locked the door, your face tinted with a rosy pink. And that grin on your face when you saw your picture on his phone screen...

"Y'know... if you wanted some 'material'... I can always give you the real thing."

Venti

The pretty sounds of your shaky moans and soft whimpers shook Venti out of his dream. Oh, the sounds you made were so heavenly.

He jolts, gripping the bedsheets as he stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to recall every single moment of that dream— from undressing you frantically, to having you bounce on his cock, your body quivering and struggling to keep bouncing while he gripped your waist to keep you still.

The aching and heat pooling in his abdomen was a familiar feeling, this wasn't the first time he thought about you this way.

Thinking you were still away at your hometown, Venti figured he could have some 'me time' for himself. Plus, he saw your social's this morning, it seemed like your area was experiencing a minor heatwave since you were wearing such skimpy clothing. Could you be secretly tempting him?

Venti glances down at his cock, the way it twitched gave him a sense of familiarity from when he used to pleasure himself while you were in his mind. Nowadays, you two seem to talk a little less, what with private matters going on in both your lives, and he misses you dearly.

Nonetheless, you always end up in his mind one way or another. And he ends up jerking himself lazily while staring at your picture, eyes full of lust and longing. Still assuming he was alone in the apartment, he unashamedly moans your name, on his knees and the bed as he frantically thrusts into his fists, wishing for it to be your tight hole.

You jolt awake at the sound of Venti's voice, his moans muffled behind the walls. Damn, were you hibernating the whole time? Thankfully it was the holidays and your schedule was free, you must've been exhausted and forgot to inform Venti you were home.

A little Disorientated, it took you a while to register the sound of Venti's voice loudly moaning your name and sputtering out god-knows-what-else.

But once you caught on, you were still a little sleepy but concerned, thinking Venti was calling for you. And being the good roommate crushing on him, you stumbled out of bed, somehow making your way to the door without falling back asleep.

You huffed and opened the door, ready to yell at Venti for waking you up from your lovely slumber— until you saw the way he froze in position, one hand holding his phone with a photo of you on it and the other wrapped around his cock.

"...Hi." Was all Venti could say while sheepishly smiling at you, his cheeks tinged red. After a tense moment of silence, he swiftly threw his bedsheet over himself, trying to hide from you.

Venti, knowing he fucked up his chances with you, still tried to play it off with a nervous laugh. "M-My bad! Ahah— uh, just forget what you saw alright? Ooh, it's midnight now, you got stuff to do tomorrow right? Why don't you head on back to sleep, I, uhh, didn't mean to wake you up—"

While Venti kept going and on with his excuses, you quietly crept over to his bedsheet and gently pulled it off, exposing a flustered and panicked Venti tbat was still hard.

You offered him a reassuring smile, before getting down on your knees in front of him. Venti could almost cum on your face just seeing you like this, he flashes you his usual cheeky and flirty grin.

"No worries... I think I really liked what I saw... I just... want a closer look, please."

Xiao

This is what Xiao gets for stalking your social media before going to sleep every night— what kind of creep gawks at pictures of you ice skating in such tight clothing?...

Him, he saved the pictures into his album full of you.

The dream of his fingers forcefully tearing the flimsy clothing apart and pouding into you until you're left a sputtering mess, begging more for his cock, fresh and permanent in his mind. Unfortunately, the dream kept appearing in his head enough times for the bulge in his boxers to grow harder and more prominently.

He hissed at the stinging sensation... What happened to the cool, calm, nonchalant and distant Xiao? Reduced to a heated mess with a hard-on thinking about you?... That's just the effect you have on him.

And he wonders if you drool over him just as much as he did over you.

After a moment of berating himself for being pathetic and contemplating on what he should do, he decided to find that picture of you again as he was pulling his boxers down. Archons, did that outfit perfectly hug your each and every curve perfectly, he wished he could dig his fingers into the plush of your thighs while groping every single inch of you.

Xiao hesitantly pulled his cock out, the tip an angry shade of pink. Now throwing all caution into wind, his hips spasmed from the touch of his own fingers on his shaft, he was sensitive and needed to satisfy himself immediately. Placing his phone down on his bed, his cock hard and angled just below your lips from his point of view.

Slow and steady was not Xiao's style whatsoever, and now wasn't the time to be slow at all. Hands frantically pumping up and down his shaft, Xiao groan's filled the quiet atmosphere in his room, thumb sliding over the tip to gather a bit of his pre-cum as lube.

Meanwhile, you had came back home pretty late from work because of traffic— that goddamn deer...

You were a little sluggish and sleepy, dragging yourself across the floor. But as you walked past Xiao's bedroom, your ears caught on to quiet shuffling and muffled sounds. It was hard to make out the noises, but they sounded like groans and pants.

At first, you were curios and a bit concern, was the guy overworking himself again? Troubled by something? Or was feeling sick? As a good roommate, you wanted to be there for him and support him...

Mostly to hang out with him because you thought he was hot.

The door to Xiao's room was, luckily for you, left unlocked, allowing you to push the door slightlt ajar and peek inside. Your eyes widened as you spotted his figure hunched over in the dark room, his handsome features and his throbbing cock being lit up by his phone.

You could barely make out your own picture on his phone, his cock throbbing and twitching as he furiously rubbed one out. Xiao seemed to be way too focused on himself, grunting and muttering out only half your name while thrusting into his fist.

His dark hair clung to his forehead, sweat dripping down and eyes closed shut trying to imagine his cock thrusting into you mercilessly instead of his fist. The thought of you cumming on his cock helped Xiao reach his climax as well, cum spluttering out from the tip of his cock and spilling onto his hand, a few drops slowly slipping down and onto his bed.

"Ah—" The thought of Xiao climaxing to you was... exciting, and you couldn't help but moan in arousal, getting off on seeing your roommate jerking off to you.

Xiao jolted, snapping his head towards your direction as he frantically tried to pull up his boxers and hide his phone. "[Name]!? Damn— The fuck??—" He hissed quietly, cheeks tinged in a faint red.

"I-I'm sorry!" You sputtered out, snapping out of your aroused state as you realized that you were intruding on Xiao's privacy... even though you weren't apologetic at all, really.

"Sorry?" Xiao parroted, narrowing his amber eyes at you, gritting his teeth. You caught a slight bulge in his boxers. "You wouldn't be sorry if you purposefully invade my privacy.

The silence between you two was deafening, it felt a whole decade had passed before you finally spoke up, voice barely above a whisper but Xiao caught on anyways. Your next words got him harder than before and he couldn't wait to have his way with you.

"Then... Let me apologise to you... with my body..."

[myrequestblog]

Request Rules and My Favorite Characters

I can do other characters, but if you don’t specify which characters you want I will choose from these

Undertale AUs:

Classic

Swap

Fell

Nightmare

Dream

Ink

Error

Geno

Reaper

Fresh

Paperjam

Fellswap

Swapfell

Horror

G

Mafiafell (Sooner or Later You’re Gonna Be Mine)

Grillby AUs

Gaster AUs

Flowey AUs

FNaF DCA:

Sun

Moon

Eclipse

City of Blank:

Jericho

Claude (I will only write gay headcannons for him. Sorrynotsorry)

Rex

Black Butler:

I refuse to do Ciel or Alois, unless the reader is of similar age

Sebastian

Grell

Undertaker

Madam Red

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Gojo

Yuji

Maki

Geto

Mahito (He’s an jack@$$ and I hate what he did but he’s hot)

Sukuna

Toji

That one white and blue curse that almost killed Yuji, and that I’ve decided to call ‘Akuma’ (Mostly platonic and/or pet-owner type relationships (Keyword ‘mostly’))

Hunter X Hunter:

I refuse to do Gon or Killua, unless the reader is of similar age

Hisoka

Illumi

Chrollo

Demon Slayer:

(I refuse to do any minors x reader, unless the reader is of similar age)

Kagaya (Platonic/parental only)

Giyu

Shinobu

Rengoku

Mitsuri and Obanai (All headcannons with these two are gonna be poly)

Muchiro (Parental/fraternal/platonic only)(He’s a minor)

Uzui

Muzan

Rui (Parental/fraternal/platonic only)(Minor technically)

All upper ranks aside from 4 and 5

Enmu

Sabito

Senjuro

Dummy’s Dummy:

Paris

The Lalah twins

Polakov (We’ve been conditioned to hate him and have no major reason to actually dislike him. It aint his fault he’s like this. Blame Ivan.)

Ivan

The Toy Soldier

Creepypasta:

Slenderman

Splendorman

Offenderman

Jeff the Killer

Jane the Killer

Eyeless Jack

Laughing Jack (Mainly gay headcannons for him)

Candypop

Ticci Toby

Masky and Hoodie (All headcannons with these two are gonna be poly)

Jason the Toymaker

Ben Drowned

Lost Silver

Zalgo

Evil

John Doe:

John Doe

House Hunted:

Maison

Yandere Simulator:

Yan-Chan

Rivals

Senpai

Gaster Gang:

Wingdings

Swap

Fell

Stars

Blindy

Swapfell

The void anomalies (Pet-owner relationships only)

Welcome Home Wally AUs:

Wally Darling

Reboot Wally

Lovesick Wally

Watcher Wally

Rainbow Factory Wally

Opposite Wally

Mob+Mafia Wallys

Other Wally AUs

Sally Face:

Sal/Sally Face

Larry

Ash

Trevor

Fran Bow:

Only platonic etc. relationships

Fran Bow

Mr Midknight

Itward

Deltarune:

Kris

Ralsei

Suzie and Noelle (Only lesbian poly for them, sorry)

Ralsei

Jevil

The Amulet Series:

Trellis

Emily

Gabilan

Max

Misket

Riva

Leon

SCP:

(Too many to say, but to start with-)

The indestructible lizard

The plague doctor

SCP-914 "The Clockwork Machine"

The shy guy

"God"

Doctor Bright

Able

A LOT more

Hazbin Hotel:

Charlie and Vaggie (Only romantic options for them is lesbian poly)

Alastor (Platonic, parental, friendship only. I’m sticking with the cannon that he is AroAce. Sorry 😅)

Angel and Husk (Gay poly is the only romantic options here. If u don’t like it, just keep it to yourself.)

Vox

Valentinto (He’s the worst person in existence but he’s damn sexy (unfortunately). We can all agree on that. I won’t make my bias against him known in the requests, I promise.)

Velvette

Lucifer

Adam (Because some people like him🤷 )

Rosie

Lute

Lilith (Or my depiction of her)

Carmilla

Zestial

Sera

Able (Or my depiction of him)

Wicked:

Elpheba

Gelenda/Glenda

Feyaro

Dr.Dillimin (Platonic/adopted child/friendship relationships only because of the obvious 🐐 )

Homicipher:

Mr.Crawling

Mr.Scarletella

If you have headcanons to ask for but don’t have anything specific in mind, use some emojis:

🥰 Fluff

🥀 Angst

🔞 Smut (Smut will be kept private unless the asker wishes to share)

😎 Chaos

🤩 Reader has powers/magic

🥳 Birthday Ask

🤕 Injured Reader

🤒 Sick Reader

🙅 Platonic

🫀 Yandere

🪢 Soulmate AU

🏳️‍🌈 LGBTQ

🐣 Reader is a Child

😺 animal or animal-related reader

👾 IRL reader

⚙ Using SCP-914

❤️/🧡/💛/💚/💙/💜/🖤/🤍 Reader Has a Specific Soul Color

💀 Undertale

🌓 DCA

👤 City of Blank

🤵‍♂️ Black Butler

👻Jujutsu Kaisen

🪪 Hunter X Hunter

🗡️ Demon Slayer

🪡 Dummy’s Dummy

🔪 Creepypasta

👁️ John Doe

🏚️ House Hunted

💘 Yandere Simulator

🕳️ Gaster Gang

🎨 Welcome Home Wally AUs

🏡 Welcome Home

🎭 Sally Face

👧 Fran Bow

⚜️ Deltarune

📿 Amulet

❓ SCP

😈 Hazbin Hotel

👹 Homicipher

🪄 Harry Potter

🧙‍♀️ Wicked

(Example: 🐣+😎+👤 would be ‘Young reader causing chaos in the City of Blank’)

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Fluff

Suggestive ideas or themes

Platonic Child X Parental figure

OC X Character

Fandom Crossovers

Yanderes

Character X Pregnant!Reader

Homosexuality

Heterosexuality

Polyamory

Depression

Anxiety

Mental Illnesses

Black Lives Matter

Any and all religious beliefs are welcome, however I know very little about most religions, so please be gentle with me

Death

Dealing with death

Pain (physical or emotional)

Injuries

Traumatic accidents or happenings

Bad parenting

Memes

Vines

Puns

Commented ideas

Suggestive

Having characters avoid their cannon death

Nicknames for characters

Furry-related content

Trans reader

Gay reader

Lesbian reader

Bi reader

Pan reader

LGBTQ readers welcome

Readers and characters with different nationalities

Readers and characters with different skin tones

Readers and characters who speak other languages

Readers and characters who are different species

Readers and characters with disabilities

Readers and characters with autism

Readers and characters with mental abnormalities

Readers and characters with physical abnormalities

Readers and characters with physical ailments

Readers and characters with varying levels of intelligence

Readers and characters with trauma

Readers and characters with conditions like vitiligo

Readers and characters who need things like a cane, a wheelchair, or limb braces

Young reader

Pyrotechnics ❤️‍🔥

Fandom crossovers (Highly encouraged for SCP ideas)

Age regression

Settings in different countries and continents

Truth or dare

❌❌❌:

Pedophillia

Necrophillia (Unless the person who is ‘dead’ becomes ‘the walking dead and can give permission’)

Power plays (unless sexual and with permission from the partner)

Sexual assault or r@p3

Homophobia

Transphobia

(What’s another phobia- we don’t like spiders either. Spiders are ugly)

Rac*sm

Abuse of any kind, unless part of and/or needed for a backstory or something

Politics

Hate crimes

Alcoholism

Drugs

Human trafficking

Child abuse

Underage drinking

Death of major characters

Death of comfort characters

Slurs

Smut (Suggestive stuff is a yes but a no on smut. Sorry peeps)

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[norel-ravenclaw]

Can I request a opla usopp smut headcannon with the kink prompt of 15,18&22 if possible (basically usopp having liking the reader and has so much desire for them while the reader does like him too but oblivious)

Can’t Wait Anymore

- Usopp -

Fandom: One Piece (Live Action)

Featured characters: Usopp

Genre: Non-con / Dub-con erotica

Rating: 18+

Word count: 1100

Description: Usopp request with the kink prompts begging, non/dubcon, and somnophilia. (Gender neutral reader) is oblivious to his feelings beforehand.

WARNINGS: | noncon and dubcon | dead dove don’t eat | penetrative sex | somnophilia | general sex stuff | unsafe sex | begging | gender neutral reader |

Four months now. It feels like so much longer.

You joined the Strawhats crew on a whim and have become irreplaceable ever since. Especially to me.

Watching you train on deck, watching you fight, watching you comfort and tease our friends.

But those feelings of affection have grown out of control. Completely. I lose my mind every time Sanji flirts with you. Every time you bump shoulders with Nami.

I have to leave and jerk off every goddamn time you do something cute. Or sexy. Or clumsy…

I can’t take it anymore.

I love you. I need you. I can’t wait anymore.

Throwing off my blanket, I hurry down the hall to your room and slip inside.

I’m still a bit drunk from your celebration feast earlier. Raging hard.

I have to touch you, be with you. You have to know what you mean to me…

Seeing you peacefully sleeping in your bed, I lock the door and move forward. Just the sight of you is like a siren’s call.

Moving your blanket aside enough to reach you, I slowly, carefully climb onto the bed.

You drank a lot too, and don’t stir at all.

I can’t stop myself from tugging your pants down your legs, slowly… I swallow hard seeing your underwear, and reach out to touch you. Your thighs, your hips, and gently rubbing you over the top of the fabric.

Carefully, I spread your legs and lie down close enough to nuzzle at your most sensitive spot. Damn… a wet patch is already soaking through.

I can’t…

I reach around your hips to pull down the last barrier between us. You shiver a little being exposed to the air, but otherwise don’t move.

And so I dive in. Licking, sucking, kissing and fondling. Your sensitive skin becomes slick with my spit and your slick. It’s fucking driving me insane.

I have to be inside you right now. But.. I know I have to prep you. So I ease the tip of my finger into your entrance. You squeeze me so tightly I don’t know how I’m going to last. You take my finger so well, and I press in another, rubbing and stretching your velvety walls.

Lifting your shirt, I admire your shape. I start to fondle your chest, lightly rubbing your nipples until they perk up and turn rosy. A tiny sound leaves you and I bite my lip.

Once you’re ready, I scissor my fingers inside you while frantically using my other hand to get my pants off.

It aches so bad as my cock springs out. You’re still fast asleep, so I move forward, leaning over you and pressing my lips to yours for the first time as my tip presses inside of you.

I keep my kisses light and soft and I force myself inside the ungodly squeeze of your hole.

“Fuck… So tight for me baby. So pretty. So fucking good…” I whisper against your neck, throbbing like mad as I make your tense muscles part for me, bottoming out with a groan.

You stir a little, and I freeze, reluctantly letting you adjust to me. But as soon as you settle down, I begin thrusting.

Slow. Deep. Steady.

I hope that the crashing waves around the ship will mask the obscene squelch of our bodies joining.

“You’re perfect.”

With a whine, you start to wake up.

I panic, kissing you deep and hard as my instincts take over, going harder and faster.

Your hands scramble in the mess of your clothes and blanket to find me and push on my shoulders.

“P-please!” you gasp out.

I hiss in ecstasy as you start to squeeze me even tighter.

“So good, love. Taking me so well. I’ll make you feel so good.”

You gasp and writhe under me, arching and whimpering as I start to stroke you - just as fast and hard as I’m fucking you.

Your eyes tear up a bit from confusion and pleasure. “Usopp!”

“Yeah? You okay?”

Blearily, you nod, wrapping your arms around my neck.

“Shit…”

Your scent envelops me as plow into you. I’ve never been this hard before, or this turned on.

You moan into my ear, clinging on for dear life as I desperately try to hold on. Rubbing at your most sensitive spot, I try to make you cum.

“W-wait, please! Mmph!”

“Wait for what? For you to cum for me? Yeah, I will.”

I lean down to suck on your nipples, and groan in satisfaction as you arch into me. Your hips buck wildly against mine, and I can feel you getting even tighter. So much so that I have to thrust harder.

We both grunt at the pleasure and harsh rhythm. Your face is twisted in ecstasy, tears slipping down your cheeks.

“Please! Please, I have to…”

“Go on. Do it. Cum all over me.”

You whine and arch up as I rub you faster, and then the spring snaps. As your hips collapse onto the bed, I chase you down, fucking you through your high.

When you pull at my hair, I can do nothing but surrender to the pleasure, letting your spasming, wet walls suck me in. Thrusting fast and erratic, I pour into you.

“I love you. Shit, I love you so much. You gotta be mine, fuck!”

We lay there, panting and sighing as we slowly come down. We stop throbbing, and I nearly go soft.

Almost.

Reluctantly, I pull out, cursing under my breath at the sight of you, ruined and glowing.

“Usopp…”

I swallow hard, terrified of what you’ll say next. “Yeah?”

Even in the darkness I can see your blush. “So… You, um, like me?”

I gasp and crawl on top of you again. “Yes! So much! I couldn’t wait to show you for another day. You’re everything to me.” I can’t help myself from kissing you again.

You moan into my mouth and let me put my tongue inside. I explore every part of you, our heated gasps and moans making me press hard against your thigh again.

“So… you decided to confess by breaking into my room and straight up raping me?”

I can feel the blood drain from my face.

But you spread your legs, and reach down to open yourself up, letting more of my cum leak out of you.

“Kinky fucking bastard,” you smirk. “Do it again.”

[matchamorphosis]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓀

𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇𝓎 | after an anxiety episode, you and ari make cookies together.

𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒 | steamy angsty fluff!

𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 | daddy!ari levinson × black//woc!reader

𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 | 4.3K

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 | 18+ ddlg! ♡ anxiety attack ♡ some sexual themes ♡ degradation ♡ dick jokes ♡ hints to smut but nothing else! ♡ this is all 100% concentrated fluff

𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉𝓈 | love language by ariana grande ♡ tuxedo junction by glenn miller  ♡

𝓌. 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒 | okay so i tried okay i tried to make it as fluffy as i can but i just couldn’t help to not lace my own school circumstances into this while writing :( i can’t believe I got this out in just a day but i hope y’all enjoy this cherubs!!! ♡ do not repost or plagiarize my work on any other fanfic platform such as: wattpad, ao3, tumblr, etc or plagiarize my work all together. do so and i will rip your spine from your scumy asshole and shove it down your talentless throat. ♡♡♡

 ♡ the sight of the tiny blue ‘submit’ button at the bottom of the screen increased the swirling thoughts as your eyes turned to the ticking clock at the bottom right of the computer screen.

 ♡ you don’t take a second to breathe but anxiously bite the flesh of your lower lip, this week long project was coming to a crashing deadline as it was due in just a minute from now.

 ♡ how have you gotten yourself in this distressful circumstance?

 ♡ well typical clumsy you blacked out in a power nap for the past hours when you thought you submitted the assignment while waiting for your friend to do the touch ups of her portion of the assignment worth one-third of your semester grade.

 ♡ waking up from the long nap felt like cloudy heaven, mind finally relaxed accompanied with the delicious looseness of your energized limbs as you stretched them.

 ♡ of course the rosy moment was quickly diminished when you reached for your phone at your side table, hoping to catch up on any recent news you missed out from your nap.

 ♡ and you had as you skimmed through each and every exhilarating and restless text from your friend who apparently got a message from both your professor that the assignment wasn’t turned in.

 ♡ your mind raced as you quickly opened your laptop, tracing through your emails you eye the message from your professor that was outlined in red.

 ♡ the simple sentence of: this assignment affects your semester grade, turn it in before the deadline.

 ♡ had your widening eyes taking the email in, your mind flashed through the memory when you strictly remembered that you clicked the submit button.

 ♡ you know you did, you fucking know it but here you are anxiously rushing to submit it again.

 ♡ but at this point it doesn’t matter because you are now seconds away from turning it in before the whole portion of the google classroom submission turns grey.

 ♡ gathering the link to the word document that held your assignment the beating in your chest was beginning to level once your hand dragged the mouse pad cursor to the little blue button.

 ♡ rechecking the links you don’t dare take an inhale until your painted cherry red index finger clicks down hard on the submit button, eyes widening and heart pounding when the little loading circle appears.

 ♡ “c’mon!” your hushed whisper stresses, your hands forming into tight fists that rest onto the warm plushness of your thighs your skirt didn’t cover.

 ♡ uneasy eyes flash to the clock onto your macbook and notice the white font against the black outline displaying 11:59, you let out a closed lip whine when the loading whirlpool doesn’t go away and the bold purple words of ‘submitted!’ don’t appear on your screen.

 ♡ however, with whatever saving grace and golden strand of luck that was fortunately bestowed on you, that easing message appeared seconds away from the striking hour of midnight.

 ♡ letting out a relieved sigh your head falls back as you closed and rubbed your eyes, your cold fingertips attempting to cool your racing head you move them away from your face when your phone tings.

 ♡ grabbing your phone that was thrown in your blitzing uneasiness minutes ago the sight of your friends name appears on your lockscreen, under it holds their message.

 ♡ please [y/n] tell me you turned it in.

 ♡ you unlock your phone and message them back, informing them that you have turned it in which you received the same relieved feedback that coursed through your mind a minute ago.

 ♡ closing off the conversation with a comment of speaking to them tomorrow you shut off your phone and closed your macbook, setting them both on their individual chargers before walking out of your room.

 ♡ you can hear the light jazz of glenn millers ‘tuxedo junction’ fuzz through the halls, the pinkness of your socks that cover your feet guide you to where the music gets stronger and stronger.

 ♡ ari’s office door is slightly cracked, the music bustling inside it flowing out into the hallway you step closer and peek your eye through the crack.

 ♡ there you see your lover, sitting at his polished desk, a cigarette in hand he puffs it as his spectacle eyes glance down at the papers that lie in front of him, an ink pen in his other grasp writes down what he needs to.

 ♡ glancing down you notice his feet tapping against the carpet to the suave rhythm of the jazz blasting on a small speaker at the corner near his numerous chestnut bookshelves and flourishing green potted plants.

 ♡ taking a deep inhale of the cigar the white smoke that slips through his lips looks like a soft cotton cloud, your heart jumps to an opportunity when his hand that holds his pen stops writing.

 ♡ his eyes skimming through his papers as his fingers adjust the glasses on the bridge of his nose, setting down his burning thick cigar on the ashtray near him as well.

 ♡ fingers framing the sides of his bearded cheeks, your lover reads his written work with a careful eye, foot continuing to tap as the beat enters into its main rowdy trumpet chorus.

 ♡ pink tongue gliding against his rosy lips, his eyes shine and with that he takes the papers in both his hands and evens them out, grabbing the stapler that’s set near his neatly arranged pens he clicks the thick papers together.

 ♡ grabbing a navy blue folder he sets the papers in it and opens one of his desk drawers before setting his paperwork amongst his other files, shutting it closed his fingers grab his cigar that is still burning.

 ♡ taking it back between his lips your eyes don’t leave them, you never wanted to be that cigar so badly, your heart skips a beat when ari’s yes set against yours, a smirk peeking his tobacco smoked lips you let out a hushed ‘eep’ and back away from the door.

 ♡ you hear ari’s deep chuckle from in his office, causing your face to heat up and limbs to go stiff in embarrassment, peeking your face again through the doors crack your eyes set back on ari’s amused smirk and you gasp and move your head away.

 ♡ ari let out a airy laugh, oh he was enjoying your flustered state, he always found it so cute when he caught you staring at him.

 ♡ “come in princess,” he spoke.

 ♡ smirk still plastered on his lips he exhales another white smoky cloud before putting out the thick cigar, not wanting you to inhale any of the fumes.

 ♡ hears the door open, eyeing your shy figure walking to him growing confident with each step.

 ♡ your hips, legs and shoulders dance along the jazzy miller piece, making his smirk widen as you sway and swing your body to emphasize your pronounced curves that hide in your thick collared sweater and tennis skirt.

 ♡ he can’t snatch his eyes away from your soft thighs that aren’t properly covered from that ridiculously short skirt, his eyes darken when he sees your fingers unbuttoning the buttons of the top portion of the designer sweatshirt.

 ♡ your hands do a sinister job at gliding up your curves slowly, teasingly rising the hem of your flowy skirt before gripping the bottom of your unbuttoned canary yellow sweatshirt.

 ♡ pulling it off your bodice and over your head you throw it behind you to reveal the crop top that tightly wraps your chest, displaying your plump cleavage ari’s darken eyes latch upon.

 ♡ “hi daddy,” you speak through your glossed lips and batting lashes, stepping around to stand besides his figure sitting in his leather swivel chair.

 ♡ those honeyed words are spoken in an almost purr, your eyes skimming his face and to the objects that cover his desk your curious fingertips and cherry painted acrylics graze and clack against.

 ♡ the image of his dark eyes sparkle when they meet yours, they glimmer in adoration as one of his large warm hands rise to cup your cheek.

 ♡ “hello princess,” the deepness of his words has your chest fluttering and the heat of your core radiating sensually, your eyes leave his and your lips press against each other abashed.

 ♡ his smirk turns into a soft smile, how can his little pearl be so bold yet shy at the same time?

 ♡ whatever it is about you he savors and cherishes, his hand that cups your chin is removed to pat down on his trouser thigh but maybe he thinks otherwise on the known signal that you're a bit to latched on the mood and want him to take over whatever thick sexual tension he started.

 ♡ however he’s surprised as his little shy pearl wraps her arms around his neck, pedicured fingers lacing in his shoulder length hair as soft legs smoothly straddle his lap, it made it all easier that they were parted slightly as you settled your bum against his calves.

 ♡ took him by another surprise as you smashed your bubblegum glossed lips against his, rubbing your chest against his as your tongue slipped into his mouth.

 ♡ you usually don’t kiss him like this after he had a cigar but ari isn’t complaining as he swirls his tongue with yours, his large hands travel down to cup your bum to find a nice surprise which results in his pants tightening more against his thick bulge.

 ♡ your shameless skirt doesn’t even cover your ass properly, the fringed designer cloths trimming curtains the curve of your ass but leaves the plump dips of your under cheeks uncovered for his rough palms to smooth and grope.

 ♡ you moan against his lips but that soft moans turns into a pitched whine as he releases his lips from your erotic mouth, in result he lightly slaps your ass before groping the flesh.

 ♡ “how was your nap sleeping beauty?” ari’s voice low and raspy at the cause of your kiss, you sigh and bow your head at remembering the thought.

 ♡ “it was nice daddy but it turned a little rotten after,” your pout causes his brows to scrunch.

 ♡ “why’s that princess?” his hands smooth and pat your hair still slightly untamed from your nap, your hands that grip his expansive button up smooth the material down.

 ♡ “because I had to rush to turn in an assignment I thought I turned in, it was so stressful finding out from my friend who thankfully reminded me of so,” you mutter, your mood becoming spoiled when remembering school.

 ♡ nowadays you barely enjoyed your time with your daddy without worrying about any uncompleted assignments or the thought of your grades dropping or being fully invested in studying.

 ♡ school was a killjoy, it was killing your special time with your daddy and even though you still turned in that project your mind still was filled with anxiety and stress.

 ♡ “have you turned in your assignment doll?” ari spoke and you nodded your head, calming a bit as his hand rubs your back up and down, the sensation almost therapeutic. “then what is my princess worrying about?”

 ♡ your pout signifies it all, you don’t know what your stressing about, maybe you forgot another assignment that needed to be turned in, maybe you forgot to study for a test that was nearing soon, maybe you missed a virtual class during your nap.

 ♡ your eyes water and your bottom lip trembles, the grip you have on his button up tightens with your fear-riddled scrunch, your breathing stuttering which has ari sitting up to grab your face in his hands.

 ♡ “hey, hey. baby calm down-,” but your breathing still stutters as your face scrunches and streams in your aggressive tameless tears.

 ♡ “baby, sweetheart look at me!” his voice snaps to your attention as your red eyes meet soothing aqua pools, hands gripping his shoulders and teary eyes locked in need to keep him close but he seems like an ocean away.

 ♡ “count with me baby, like we practiced before. inhale-” he says, inhaling a breath and your stuttering lungs are quick to inhale a breath along with him, your mind however races still. “exhale,” he whispers and lets out a breath and you do so.

 ♡ “one,” you two continued this breathing session till your tears stopped and your pacing chest settled calmly against his, the only sound being the soft trumpet of another jazz song playing and your soft sniffs.

 ♡ his arms cage you in a warm secure hug, hands rubbing soothing circles against your back as your open hands rest against his chest, he had you drink a glass of water with a tylenol tablet to ease you.

 ♡ yet your silence is a major tell to ari that your mind is still scrambling despite feeling your stable heartbeat against his, he presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

 ♡  “[y/n]? princess?” ari softly speaks, your eyes slightly sting from your vicarious crying and your head aches from the episode that happened a while ago, cheeks slightly damped, you raise your hands to wipe them dry.

 ♡ pulling your head away from his collar bones you sit up to meet his reassured glance to yours, “i’m sorry daddy,” you spoke, it was almost drenched in seeking forgiveness but ari shove his head while cupping your face in his hands again pulling your face to his.

 ♡  “no sweetheart don’t apologize, it’s all alright. something like this shouldn’t need an apology, you aren’t at any fault because you’ve done nothing wrong but let out your emotions.” your eyes watered with his comforting words.

 ♡ “it’s not the things that are stressing you that are bothering you, it’s just the thought. it’s just your thoughts, just and only your thoughts but you got through that so well princess. i’m so proud of you.” ari’s thumbs swiped away at each of your tears, your lips slowly curling up in a small smile at his praise.

 ♡ sitting up on your knees you rested your forehead against his, nose bumping against his you giggled as our daddy’s eyes squinted at the impact before letting out a soft chuckle,

 ♡  your eyes glimmering as they twined to ari’s cooling blue hues through his frameless thin glasses, your hands rise up to caress his bearded cheeks, his finely soft hairs tenderly scratch your fingers and palms while his rub your bare lower back.

 ♡ an equally tender smile radiates off both of you before he pecks your lips to his.

 ♡ “tell me princess, tell daddy what you want. anything you want you’re getting,” his words string together a thoughtful expression compressed on your pretty facial features, your stomach interrupts you both as it loudly growls.

 ♡ “clever princess, you didn’t have to tell daddy when he could hear your hungry tummy,” ari’s own comment makes him laugh loudly and your face heats up as you swat his chest.

 ♡ “stop being mean daddy,” you grumble with a pout but you still see that handsome smirk against his face and as much as you wanna turn your head away when he grabs your chin you allow him to kiss you.

 ♡ “alright daddy’s done with being a meanie. c’mon sweetheart, lets get some food inside that tummy,” he says poking your belly.

 ♡ the tickling sensation lets out a giggle from you while he grabs your body to wrap your legs around his waist as he gets off his seat.

 ♡ ari carries you out of his office to the kitchen, setting you down on the lavish island that stands in the large kitchen however you whine when the cold surface hits your back thighs.

 ♡ the little sound alerts ari who turns his head to you after searching the refrigerator for some ingredients to create a suitable meal for you.

 ♡ “oh right, sorry princess,” he says and carries you to a cushioned chair near the dinner table, of course you could jump off the counter and walk to the seat yourself but you both like it when he babied you.

 ♡ after just a minute of searching through the refrigerator he closes his with a sigh, “do you wanna order something sugarplum?” he said and you smiled and nodded your head.

 ♡ “yes daddy,” you spoke and his chest hums in glee seeing your joy laced in your voice, he allowed you to order whatever food you wanted on your food delivery app since he wasn’t an expert at those things.

 ♡ a thing about ari is that he was so old fashioned, he didn’t have a computer to organize all his files because he had numerous drawers and file cabinets to keep all his important documents.

 ♡ his portable device was a flip phone and as much as you teased him for it he didn’t bulge at taking interest in any technological advances to his life.

 ♡ “is that all you want sweetheart? you don’t want anything else for the night?” ari spoke as he poured you a glass of ice cubed strawberry mint water from a glass pitcher, setting the cup in front of you as you scrolled through your phones feed.

 ♡ you smile up at him as you take the glass, “can we make cookies?” you ask before raising the glasses rim to your lips and taking a sip of the cold minty berry water.

 ♡ “didn’t you order a dessert on the app?” he asked and you shook your head no, the dessert options the restaurant of your choice didn’t really have anything that sparked interest to your midnight cravings.

 ♡ “don’t you think it’s a bit late to bust open the flour and sugar baby?” he said and a naughty smile grazes your lips at his question.

 ♡ “daddy it’s never too late to bust open anything if you put your mind to it,” your smooth voice spoke as you got off your seat to walk to the refrigerator, possessing a bit of flounce to your hips.

 ♡ you opened the stainless steel door handle and grabbed the large bar of nestle tollhouse cookie dough, closing the door behind you you walk to the island and place it in front of ari.

 ♡ if you both weren't doing it from scratch then this was the only option.

 ♡ he still stares down at it while you prepare the oven to preheat, getting out the cooking spray, parchment and cookie tray, “what’s wrong daddy?”

 ♡ “that’s big baby,” he said, his eye’s proximate on how many chocolate chip cookies the large bar could make but he doesn’t notice the naughty smirk that crosses your lips again until his eyes move up towards yours.

 ♡ “I know daddy but it isn’t as big as you,” ari’s face blushes at those words but before he can recollect any thoughts or get his hands on your insatiable figure of your moving skirt turns away to grab a knife, diminishing all his thoughts he rushes to take it away from you.

 ♡ “daddy can do this part, you can roll the dough in balls. can you do that princess?” ari softly asks, cutting open the bar he cuts even slices then cuts the thick circular prism in half to have you roll them both into spheres.

 ♡ “of course daddy but only if you can let me lick yours after we’re done with this,” you say getting straight to work with rolling the cold dough in your palms but only after brushing your ass against his thigh.

 ♡ ari couldn’t help his face from flushing into a crimson rose, feeling his pants tightening around his hardening erection at your shameless proclamations and actions.

 ♡ but it didn’t have him distracted from the task at hand or from quickly smacking your ass, commanding you to behave for him.

 ♡ and you did, kept your dirty remarks to yourself as you placed the spheres of cookie dough in a correct distance from each other in rows on the cookie tray.

 ♡ you both decided that ten cookies after a bit of a banter between you and him as you used your puppy eyes on him to make the whole tube but he set the discussion to an end with a compromise.

 ♡ the compromise being that he’d let you stay up and watch whatever movie you want with him as you had your take out and cookies, adding your additional requests to the compromise that there better be lots of cuddles and kisses.

 ♡ he slides your hot pink baking oven mitts with the mini stitched cupcakes on them and popped the cookie tray in the hot oven. 

 ♡ turning to your figure sitting criss-cross apple sauce on the island setting the kitchen timer for twelve minutes and placing it down beside you.

 ♡ ari prepares the cooling rack and spatula for when the cookies are done, not noticing your neediness and attention seeking grabs at his collar and hair.

 ♡ “daddy,” you mutter, that bratty persona becoming clearer with each of your restless limbs and pouting lips attempting to grab his attention.

 ♡ “yes princess?” he spoke, his eyes moving towards yours to set sight of your signature doe eyes he knows so well.

 ♡ those doe eyes you give him when your bare and desperate underneath him. 

 ♡ scratching crescent moons on his back, moaning so sweetly for him as he thrusts his cock in and out of your velvety pussy.

 ♡ you don’t say anything though, all you do is part your legs and his eyes darken once they set sight of your wet core open on display under your skirt. 

 ♡ those same lust blown eyes dart down and meet your small peach colored panties crumbled on the floor underneath your dangling socked feet.

 ♡ before he can even do anything, before having the chance to rip that skirt off your body or getting on his knees and lick your tangy slicked folds the doorbell interrupts him.

 ♡ remembering your take-out, annoyance captivates ari but he smirks at the opportunity to tease you as you did him. 

 ♡ so instead of ignoring the delivery person he walks away from your weeping cunt and gaped mouth to get the door.

 ♡ returning with your food and to your glossy pout your whines and grabs for him become more demanding and louder as he takes his sweet time taking each plastic take-out container and brown bag filled with food out of the delivery bag to the table.

 ♡ “daddy!” your bratty calls for him but he just ignores as he takes out plates and napkins for you and him, setting them to look their best on the dinner table.

 ♡ organizing the plastic containers and bags of food in between your plates he finally turns and walks to you, grabbing your waist you smirk thinking you got what you wanted but it disappears when the following words leave his mouth.

 ♡ “dinner time princess,” his smirk is more arrogant than yours and it only widens as you glare up at him, you’re so cute when you don’t get what you want.

 ♡ “you don’t want dinner princess?” he asked and you nodded your head, ari’s brow quirks in amusement.

 ♡ “then what do you want then princess?” it wasn’t a question, more so a demand to have the brat in his arms to speak on what she wants.

 ♡ you cross your arms and turn your head away from him, setting your angry sight on anything besides ari which he doesn’t permit as he grabs your jaw firmly in hands and shifts your sight to him.

 ♡ “speak up dolly. good girls get whatever they ask for, brats get nothing,” he spoke and your glare doesn’t ease one bit but your answer is mumbled to softly and lowly for ari to hear, your attitude only adding only the impatience ari has for you in this situation.

 ♡ “i’m sorry princess,” ari spoke before gripping your ass in a rough harsh handleful, “but daddy didn’t hear you. can daddy’s little dumb brat speak up? or does daddy have to give his dumb baby dinner and send her to bed with no cookies and cock?”

 ♡ the growl that rolled off his lips hit against the shell of your ear as his fingertips dig sharply into the raw warm plushness of your ass, your breath staggered but the wetness that pools your pleasure seeking core doesn’t lessen.

 ♡ “I want daddy please. please can I have it daddy?” you whimper, your voice meek and fragile and nothing like the cocky brat that teased him both verbally and physically moments ago.

 ♡ “you’ve been making jokes on daddy’s cock and balls since I let you make your cookies and now when you're on the receiving end of the joke you can’t properly tell daddy you want it?”

 ♡ his voice was rough and course, his hands that smack and grope your ass hold the same fierceness as he picks you up before slamming your back against the metal of the refrigerator. 

 ♡ hearing the little breathy whine when his fingers purposely glide through your folds, his smirk darkens as your wetness coats his thick fingers.

 ♡ “oh, does my spoiled brat want daddy’s fingers? or does my spoiled brat want daddy’s cock?” he whispered as his head snakes in the crook of your neck.

    ♡ nibbling the tender skin under your ear that practically makes you cream against his stroking fingers.

 ♡ “I want your cock daddy! please, daddy! I need it!” your voice is a combination of whimpers and moans, the sound of it music to his ears.

 ♡ before he can give you another teasing stroke at your needy puffy folds, or command you to unbuckle his belt the timer for the cookies goes off.

 ♡ ari’s dark smirk shadows his face and you let out a whine knowingly the results of the night.

 ♡ it was going to take a while until you’ll get what you want and ari will partake in the satisfying discipline to teach you a lesson on misbehaving.

[uppermocns-moved]

hello! could you do aot boys smut headcannons for nipple play please? thanks <3

nipple play

⤷ with: eren, armin, jean, connie, levi, reiner. 

⤷ content warnings: fem-bodied reader. nipple-play (both receiving). temperature-play. they all have sensitive nipples oops. overall nsfw content minors dni or i’m stealing your bones.

⤷ a/n: i made the format different with this one just because there’s only so much i can say about nipple-play per person.

before you request // writing disclaimer

receiving

eren is a little bitch about it and doesn’t want you going anywhere near them, no matter how much you beg. probably even has one pierced, if not both. sadistic. probably hiding the fact that he could cum untouched (or get damn near close) if you licked them. 

armin’s nipples are averagely sensitive. it’s fun to bite them because he makes the cutest surprised sounds, but as far as actual stimulation goes, there are better spots on his body (ex. his neck and hipbones). 

jean has sensitive nipples but he’s also very ticklish in the area. only a turn-on if it’s initiated carefully, otherwise he’s giggling and red in the face, pushing you away with a whiny stooop! 

connie moans like a pornstar if you go anywhere near his nipples. it’s fun to pinch and roll them between your fingers, maybe the occasional swipe of your tongue if you’re being too rough. also likes having the surrounding skin on his chest kissed and nipped.

levi has the most sensitive nipples of anyone on this list and denies it vehemently. even looks at you like you’re crazy if you call him out for it. secretly, one of his favorite things is leaning back against your chest, one of your hands wrapped around his cock while the other pinches and tweaks his nipples. also really likes ice-play if he’s in a really submissive mood. 

reiner’s nipples are pretty sensitive but he’s really shy about it. doesn’t know how to react when you tell him you wanna put your mouth on them. the stimulation doesn’t do a whole lot on its own, but pair it with a hand palming his cock/jerking him off and he’ll throb into your hand.          

giving 

eren is an absolute fiend when it comes to playing with your nipples. pinches them through your shirt, bites them just a little too hard because he loves the cute squeal you make, soothes you with his tongue immediately after. if you have sensitive nipples, he will stop at nothing to get you to cum from nipple stimulation alone.  

playing with your nipples is the quickest way to make armin go dumb. laves his tongue over them until they’re pebbled and shining with spit, then sucks it into his mouth with a content moan. looks up at you with heavily-lidded eyes as he releases it, a string of saliva connecting your nipple to his swollen bottom lip. 

jean is a hands-on kind of guy. kneads your breasts, pinches and rolls your nipples, rubs circles on them with his thumbs while covering the surrounding skin on your sternum/chest with kisses. 

connie loves the feeling of having his face buried in your breasts, mouth nipping and licking at whatever he can. massages the swollen buds with his lips before giving them a playful bite. will try to motorboat you :/ 

levi likes playing with your nipples when you’re on his lap. calls you out on how responsive you are, basically humping his thigh just from having your nipples pinched. tch. will try and get you to cum from nipple stimulation alone, or at least be playing with them while his other hand is in your panties. moans quietly when he’s sucking on them, loves feeling them stiffen against his tongue. 

reiner has big warm hands and they feel incredible palming at your chest. gently kneads and pinches what he can while his mouth latches onto your nipple, grazing it with his teeth and circling the bud with his tongue. never too rough with you. looks so pretty when he looks up at you through his lashes, a rosy blush on his cheeks.      

[peakyblindersxx]

Hello love. Can I request a Michael Grey headcannon where he’s smitten with the reader. Ty!

adore you - michael gray x reader

gif by @michaelgreys (this definitely inspired this fic, so ty!!! you’re amazing)

a/n: ok sooo this kinda got out of hand. but i’m not mad about it? there is absolutely no plot thank u very much but i hope you enjoy it as much as i did :) i’m working on p5 to whiskey business as well as some other requests after this! 

love, abi xxx

my masterlist

warnings: nsfw!! smut, fluff, slight power play, mentions of spanking, cocky!michael being hot af

You’d lost track of time, the shadows waxing and waning through the curtains of Michael’s spacious townhouse. When you’d first met him, you’d known he was different, leaning against a wall in the back of the Garrison, sending a smirk your way, cigarette smoke wafting from his lips  as your best mate chattered on with Isaiah, discussing which club was the best to attend on weekends. You weren’t paying much attention to the conversation, eyes fixed on the glaringly attractive man standing silently at the edges of your vision. Michael stepped closer to you, noticing the way your mouth curled at the edges when his gaze met yours. He had asked you out the same night, after more than a few whiskeys, of course. You accepted the invitation, his quiet intelligence peaking your curiosity. He was blunt, witty, and charming beyond belief, let alone more handsome than anyone your age. You could feel yourself falling for him fast, but was it so wrong? He cared, and made sure you knew it. Never mind the family name, and all the drama that came with it. Michael was yours, and you were his.

Currently, he was making sure this would be something you wouldn’t forget, tongue lapping at your cunt as his nose nudged at your clit, using his hands as leverage to keep your hips at bay. 

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ, Michael,” you swore, legs quivering as he continued his assault on your core, letting up only to poke his tongue out between his perfectly pink lips, swirling it across your clit, making you cry out and grip his hair, runing the way he’d combed it this morning. He didn’t care, groaning into your core at the sight of you writhing in pleasure on the bed, the sheets soft beneath your skin. God, you looked so fucking irresistable all riled up just for him, he thought to himself.

“Not God, just Michael.” He tore his mouth from you for a second, breathing heavily as he grinned cheekily up at you, lips glistening with your juices. You rolled your eyes, smiling, as he resumed his position, your eyelids squeezing shut with pleasure. 

“Fuck, m’gonna-” You couldn’t finish your sentence, hips bucking wildly at the feeling of his tongue fucking in and out of you while his thumb pressed light circles into your clit. Your moans echoed off the walls, causing him to let out a groan into your pussy.

“C’mon love, wanna see you come on my face. Taste so fuckin’ sweet for me, y’know that?” Michael practically growled, before resuming his ministrations, obscene noises echoing off the bedroom walls as you twisted and turned under him, legs squeezing his head as you reached your orgasm, wracking your body with pleasure. He was already hard; the sight and taste of you on his tongue was causing his cock to stand at attention, and he hadn’t even touched himself yet. You were a fucking vision spread out on his bed, cheeks rosy and eyes dilated from the pleasure he was giving you. You gasped for air, chest heaving as your vision came back to you, focused on the cocky grin the man currently settled in between your thighs wore. 

“Fuckin’ beautiful,” Michael said smugly, though the adoration in his voice was clear. God, he was going to be the death of you.

“Shut up and kiss me,” you breathed, cheeks even hotter, as he grinned, pressing his body against yours, his still-clothed cock pressed against your messy core. “Why the fuck do you still have pants on?”

“Someone’s eager, aren’t they?” Michael teased, blue eyes locked with yours. “Remembering last night?”

Visions of you over his lap flashed through your head, the soft skin of your behind flushed red as his hand came in contact with it, the way your cunt was practically drooling when he was done, the way he’d made you cum on his cock at least six times before the day was over. The way you felt around him was something primal, something that seemed it could only be sated by the filthiest of actions. You’d never felt this way before, never had someone take their time with you like this. He adored you, he’d said. He adored you.

You couldn’t help but let a small moan slip just at the thought, fueling Michael’s lust for you. You were by far the prettiest thing he’d ever seen, and that was before he’d seen you naked. The fact that you were here, with him, was something he’d never understand. Yet, he wasn’t complaining. He’d pay everything he’d made to see you like this, wanting for him and only him. He complied, quickly undressing until his body was against yours again, your hands gripping at his hair as you kissed him, soft and slow. Your head spun in circles as his tongue lapped at yours, feeling dizzy just at the feeling of his skin on yours. 

“Michael,” you whimpered, as he pressed open-mouthed kisses down your neck, mouth hot against the goosebumps prickling on your skin.

“Don’t worry, love, m’gonna take care of you,” He crooned, sticky-sweet as he lined himself up with you, sinking inside of you slowly to give you time to adjust. You let your eyes flutter shut at the familiar feeling of him filling you up, the head of his cock bumping up against your g-spot, causing you to let out a whine. Michael groaned at the feeling of your wet heat around him, almost sucking him inside of you. The sounds you were making were so obscene, he could have cum right there and then. Still, he held on, watching the way your face contorted in pleasure as he fucked himself in and out of you. Tears pricked at your eyes from overstimulation; yet still, you were the most beautiful thing in the world to him. A vision in his scarred and worn palms; hands that had killed men. Yet, here you were, the most precious thing he’d ever set eyes on, coming to life in those same hands. 

“Please,” you cried, nails scratching at his back as your eyelids fluttered in pleasure, opening slightly so that your eyes could meet his once more, dilated from lust. “Feel so good inside me..” You trailed off, unable to speak as Michael thrust into you at an agonizing pace, sending your eyes rolling back into your head once more. He was practically insatiable, and you loved every second of it, savoring the way he could throw the thoughts right out of your head with just a slight twist of his hips. 

“Want you to come all over my cock, sweetheart,” he encouraged, angelic tone a contrast to the filthy words he was speaking. “Make a mess for me, eh?” You couldn’t help but comply, legs shaking as you reached your fourth orgasm on the night, crying out in pleasure as Michael fucked you through it, his lips pressing kisses to your shoulder, teeth grazing over the soft skin. The way you moaned his name was too much for him, sending him over the edge as he came in you, hot and sticky between your legs. He slumped next to you, breathing heavily, a sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead as he gazed at you, attempting to catch your breath.  

“Not bad, eh?” He smirked, yet you could see the gentleness behind it.

You couldn’t help but smile back at him. “I’d give it a solid eight.”

“Eight?! Looks like we’ve got to go again, then.”

[camilaxmartin]

request here: click!

-> people I AM writing for at the moment have a „✭” next to their name

->i’m only writing for fem readers!

->feel free to request: fluff / smut (not with the kids tho) / angst / one shots / headcannons / drabbles (if you yap to me about a character you will most likely get a drabble of them!)

->i am not obligated to write your request if i dont feel comfortable or just don’t feel like it:)

->please be patient with me, my motivation to writing is kinda funky and also i have a life besides tumblr so there’s a possibility i won’t get to your request asap!

now, who i am writing for:

STRANGER THINGS

robin buckley

nancy wheeler

steve harrington

eddie munson

chrissy cunningham

MARVEL

natasha romanoff

wanda maximoff

carol danvers

yelena belova

kate bishop

shuri

pepper potts

nebula

peggy carter ✭

sharon carter

sylvie

loki

agatha harkenss ✭

rio

TEEN WOLF

lydia martin

allison argent

malia tate/hale

FRIENDS

monica geller

rachel green

pheobe buffay

LUCIFER ✭

mazikeen smith

chloe decker

ella lopez

eve

PITCH PERFECT

beca mitchell

chloe beale

aubrey posen

CHARLIZE THERON

lady lesso from “school for good and evil”

lorraine broughton from “atomic blonde”

queen ravenna from “snow white and the huntsman”

elaine markinson from “gringo”

BROOKLYN 99

amy santiago

rosa diaz

gina linetti

jake peralta

SHADOW AND BONE

inej ghafa

zoya nazalensky ✭

genya safin

nina zenik

alina starkov

SCREAM

gale weathers

sidney prescott ✭

jill roberts

sam carpenter

kirby reed

AHS

violet harmon

madison montgomery

zoe benson

maggie esmerlda

misty day

FNAF

vanessa shelly

MEAN GIRLS (2004)

regina george

gretchen wieners

karen smith

HAZBIN HOTEL

velvette

carmilla carmine

lute

rosie (not at the moment!)

sera

emily

odette

TOTALLY SPIES ✭

sam

clover

alex

SAW

amanda young

TWILIGHT ✭

alice cullen

rosalie hale

DC

selina kyle - catwoman ✭

pamela isley - poison ivy

harleen quinzel - harley quinn

ARCANE ✭

jinx

caitlyn kiramman

OTHERS

loraine warren from conjuring universe

sister irene from conjuring universe

[anakinlove]

~✨Anakin Skywalker x Reader✨~

☁️Fluff☁️

Rosy Cheeks and Adrenaline Rushes - Anakin and Reader spend a day sledding and playing in the snow!

Threats and Treats - Anakins spends an afternoon bored and tickles his girlfriend to make up for it.

Cuddles and Chocolates - Anakin and Reader spend Valentine’s curled up on the couch.

Boonta Cup Holder - Its a proposal fic with some holiday spice.

Just What to Say pt. 1 - Anakin has a bad meeting with the council and comes home distraught, Reader comforts him.

⛈Angst⛈

Set It Free - Reader breaks up with Anakin.

Still - Anakin and Reader’s storming of a separatist base goes horribly, horribly wrong.

🌧Smut🌧

Just What to Say pt. 2 - Anakin eats the Reader out while she stands against the wall.

🌤Headcannons🌤

Domestic! Anakin

Going on a Picnic with Ani

Chubby! Reader x ani

Light! Sub Anakin

Dancing with Ani

Oversized T-shirts

Anakin Kisses Differently

Calling Ani Daddy for the first time

The quiet game with ani 😏

Touch starved! Anakin

☃️Extras☃️

Be still, My love - Anakin x Padmé Amidala - Anakin spends a night jealous at a ball!

My requests are ✨open✨ please drop some in my ask box!

[naughtyblackpinksnaps]

First time with Rosie🥺 (I just wanna cuddle her, play with her hair and give her pretty little kisses😔🥺)

First time what? Do you want a headcannon, smut, drabble or do you just want me to describe your first time with rosé?

Please put what you want in your asks.

[simpsdept]

~Rosie~

Oneshots:

-Rosie x female reader smut (in progress)

-Rosie x female human reader smut (in progress)

-sub! Rosie x dom!fem reader smut (in progress)

-Rosie x wife reader (in progress)

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Headcannons:

-Rosie x Alastor’s wife reader! Platonic

-Rosie x reader like Alastor!

-Rosie x reader who gets really moody during periods

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[cloudystevie]

i wasn’t planning on making a post like this but ive gotten mentioned in so many of these it only felt right to appreciate all of you! 2020... universally sucked. and i can safely say that i was able to find escape on this website when i first created this blog in May. i was just looking for a way to escape my reality and i would have never expected to start writing my own stories and sharing it with all of you. and as of me writing this post i have 2.8k+ besties who mean the absolute universe to me. i want to thank everyone for making my year that much more memorable <3 i hope we all have bright new opportunities in 2021 and work towards a better self. 

 here are some of my fav authors/fics from this year!

ozarkthedog’s andy barber masterlist! - i can’t even pick just one, all of them are so amazing and filthy and everything i look for in a fic. i’ve went back and re-read this and unimaginable amount of times and i want to thank you for sharing these amazing stories with us!! <3

honeychicanawrites’ cherry bomb masterlist! - this series is my favourite ever. i admire the way you capture emotions and insecurities and how you showcase such a strong and healthy relationship with communication and true love and admiration for one another. (also if you want to check out her mean daddy chris blurbs... you will not be disappointed.)

lilbabycee’s masterlist - i absolutely adore the way you write steve, it’s one of my favourite portrayals of him and i love going back and reading your headcannons because they are so well written. please go read i promise you won’t be disappointed.

stargazingfangirl18′s ransom drysdale masterlist! - nobody writes ransom as well as you do. that’s all. you always render me speechless with your sheer talent. please keep doing what youre doing i fucking love it <3

brattycherubwrites’ masterlist! - rosie i just straight up love your ari headcannons, the amount of times i’ve went back and read them... humiliating but i will never stop. your writing style is so fucking pretty and your whole blog is such an aesthetic i love it!

afriendlyblackhottie’s cevans masterlist! - everytime you post something i scream because you are one of the best smut writers on here. im so glad i found you this year because i simply do not think i could function without your top quality smut. 

and some self appreciation because im sexy :)

guys my age - i am a slut for age gap and a slut for steve rogers thats how this came to be<3 and its done the best so glad to know we’re all whores here

blood and honey - even though this is definitely not my most popular, i absolutely love this series so far. i feel like i could explore and expand my writing in terms of style and creativity and i love a good enemies to lovers :) justice for blood and honey!!!

the devil’s trap - one of the filthiest things ive written and i love it :) also my first fic to reach 1k so its very gorgeous to me :)

tere jisma te nashani - professor barber... need i say more

dearest you said - i never write sub men and dom reader but this was so exciting to write and also branch out of my comfort zone a little :))) (ransom drysdale is a sub. no arguments valid.)

2:27 am - very poetic of me we love to see it :)

tagging all my mutuals whom i love and adore and cherish with everything in me, thank you for helping me this year <3

@steebsbabygirl || @emilykjh || @sunflowercaptian || @iraot || @sapphireplums || @donutloverxo || @gotnofucks || @just-one-ordinary-fangirl || @stainedpomegranatelips || @aikeia || @fallinforevans || @vocalharry || @fallinfortom || @ballyhoobarnes || @mypoisonedvine || @lovelyblxckgirl || @avintagekiss24 || @autumnrose40 || @americasass91 || @babyyhoneyydarling || @dadplease || @evansweaters || @feliciahardyn || @farfromtommy || @frostedfavesmain || @gyllenhaalstories || @geniedetails || @honeychicanawrites || @honeyloverogers || @brattycherub || @hermayone || @ilovemarvel-andcats || @jack-skellingtons-stuff || @kleohoneyao3 || @milfzaynmalik || @mianorth || @manyuwus || @nsfwsebbie || @punani || @peachyteabuck || @queenbeean || @tasteslikeblueberries || @worksby-d || @whohaveibeenletting || @whoreforchris || @zaddychris || @lovelyhoneybeewrites || @buckysbunny || @savior-adriana || @devilsbaby-doll ||

and i have reached my tag limit, theres a lot more people i wish to tag and maybe i can figure it out in a reblog or something? anyways love u sexy whores <3333333333 thank u<333333

[anianimol]

Karasuno Boys Reacting to their s/o surprising them | Haikyuu! Headcannons

genre: fluff/imagine

warnings: none

wk: 1.5k

Fem!Reader x Karasuno Boys

a/n: I didn’t include all of the boys just because I was worried about making this too long but if anyone wants a pt 2 w them or the girls n coaches I would be down to write them!!😊(also asahi’s is so long sorry I j couldn’t help it)

Tsukishima Kei

after noticing kei having a rough week following a row of draining practices leading up to their next tournament, you wanted to do something small to cheer him up

that weekend, you went to the mall with yachi to grab some lunch and on your way out, you passed a quaint little gift shop, something in the window catching your eye

pulling the blond alongside you, you entered the store, dragging her towards the plushie you had seen earlier

after much convincing, you decided to purchase the mini dino stuffie for kei, even though it was a tad bit cheesy

that night, you put together a playlist of some of your favorite songs, settling on a bunch that you thought he would like

the next day, you pulled him aside at lunch, steering him toward a secluded bench outside

“Y/N, where are you taking me?” He grumbled, a pout visible on his face as he munched on a sandwich with his free hand

plopping him down on the seat, you cleared your throat nervously, a blush creeping onto your face

“So, um, I knew you weren’t feeling so great recently and I know you didn’t mention it but I was really worried about you and I-“ you stuttered, looking down at your shifting feet

“I wanted to get you a little something.” You finished, thrusting the stuffed toy out in front of you.

Tsukki looked up at you in awe, suprise registering on his face as he felt his chest growing tight at the sweet gesture

a soft smile grew on his lips, his gaze admiring you oh so sweetly as he pulled you towards him, landing in his lap

grinning down at you, he placed a kiss on your forehead, deepening your rosy flush

“Thank you my love” he murmured into your hair, his breath tickling your ear

the two of you spent the rest of lunch listening to the playlist you had made, sharing a sandwich as you sat, entangled with one another cozily

Kageyama Tobio

over the past few weeks, you had seen your boyfriend spending more and more time in the gym time progressed; he had been cancelling on your plans to walk home after club activities to stay behind to work on precision setting

not that you minded-you had always supported his love and drive for volleyball completely-but you were beginning to worry about him

“Y/N, stop getting all worried about me. I’m fine. Really.” He brushed you off, shrugging as you stared at him with a furrowed brow.

“You don’t look fine.” You prodded, gesturing at his taped up hands as they rubbed his sore shoulders.

rolling his eyes, he took your hand wordlessly, avoiding your penetrating gaze as he stared down at your delicate fingers in his palm

“Once we get the new quick down it’ll let up, I promise,” he assured you, a tired look passing across his face

not convinced, you debated what you should do to help him; were you only getting in the way by trying to do something? you didn’t want to add to his stress or push him further on the subject

laying awake that night, you thought of the perfect way to suprise your boyfriend, spending the remainder of the night researching articles and supplies you would need

that Saturday after morning practice, you invited Kageyama over, fibbing that you wanted to help him study

upon his arrival, you forced him to close his eyes, leading him into your sunlit backyard to reveal your gift

“A table?” He questioned, looking at you quizzically.

“No you idiot,” you laughed, dragging him next to it, “just take your shirt off and lay down.”

at the command, Kageyama felt blazing heat rushing to his face, not able to look you in the eye as he coughed

“I-I, You what?” He stuttered, tripping over his own tongue.

giggling, you lifted the edges of his shirt over his head as he protested, face turned anywhere but in your direction

taking a second to admire his impressive physique, your hands trailed lightly over his abdomen, his body shivering at your touch as he looked into your face with nervous eyes

turning him face down onto the table, you squeezed out the massage oil onto your hands, its surface glistening in the afternoon light

rubbing your hands together to create friction, you began kneading your hands and fingers into his broad shoulders, your eyes trailing over his muscled back

“Mmhhphh” he groaned, his body visibly relaxing under your touch as you took care of the knots paining his upper body.

“Thank you, Y/N” he murmured, eyes closed in bliss, a faint smile present on his lips

after you had finished, you led the furiously blushing boy into your house, manipulating him after much struggling into wearing matching face masks with you as you cuddled on the couch, his head in your lap as he shyly planted kisses on your fingertips, gazing up at you with a smoldering expression

it took everything I had not to make this smut😳

Azumane Asahi

since you two had only been together for a little while, you recalled that his birthday had passed a couple months prior and were a bit bummed that you hadn’t been able to celebrate with him

“Baby, don’t worry about it,” Asahi chuckled, brushing a stray hair out of your face, “we’ll make sure to celebrate together when it comes around next year.”

“ I know, I just feel a little guilty that I wasn’t able to get you anything, that’s all” you grumbled, a small pout on your lips.

being the angel that he is, Asahi only laughs it off, reassuring you as he smiles down at you

ok now it is ON; you absolutely have to treat this sweet boy because he deserves it, ok?

you spend the night brainstorming ideas: maybe you’ll bake him a cake? take him on a date to his favorite spot? or maybe....that’s it!!

racing home after school the next day, you stop by ukai’s to pick up your supplies: bags filled with a variety of mixmatched ingredients, earning an eyebrow raise from the man behind the counter

you would spend the next few hours slaving away in the kitchen, making sure each piece was fitted perfectly into the little plastic box, finally scribbling on a little note that you taped to the top of the package, wrapping it carefully in a cloth

that night, you tossed and turned for an hour, anticipating the reaction from your boyfriend at your little suprise

the next day, you dragged Asahi behind the gym as the school bell rang; your plan has been knocked off schedule due to his cleaning duties during lunch, only adding to your nerves

You cleared your throat loudly; “I know you had said not to think about how I missed your birthday this year, but I did and I really just wanted to do something special for you but then you were gone at lunch and-“

the words got caught in your throat as your eyes stung and you bit down on your bottom lip, trying to keep the tears from falling; the last thing you wanted was to mess this all up now

Asahi’s face immediately crumbled as he saw your expression, his grin fading into a look of concern for you:

“No, no sweet don’t cry, what’s wrong? Did something happen? He questioned, rubbing your back comfortingly

Mustering up what was left of your courage you choked out, “ I-I had planned on giving you a lunch bento that I made last night, but it’s too late now, i-if you eat it now you’ll get a stomach ache during practice..” you trailed off

seeing your crestfallen expression he smiled softly and, brushing your wet cheeks, bent down, his face directly in front of yours

“Thank you for doing all of this for me angel, you know you didn’t have to?” He laughed sweetly, cupping your face in his hands

“How about we eat it together before practice starts? Hmm?” He took your hand in his, rubbing the back of your knuckes

you nodded, sniffling, and let him lead you into the empty gym, taking a seat on the bleachers

you watched as he unwrapped the bento, eyes crinkling as he saw the pikachu shaped container

opening the lid, his mouth hung open in shock at the sight; sticky rice with a face made from vegetables and seaweed, tonkatsu (pork) with homemade sauce dribbled over the top, a portion of strawberries cut into little hearts, and an egg with a ketchup face smiling back at him

glancing up at you, his eyes shone as a golden smile spread across his face, lighting up his complexion

“ Its perfect. I love it. I love you.”

With those last three words his face turned a deep shade of pink, his gaze shifting to the shiny floor

leaning over, you kissed him deeply, pulling him towards you as your hand threaded through his hair

“I love you too.”

[matchamorphosis]

MS ROSIE THAT HEADCANNON OMFG MAY I PRETTY PLEASE REQUEST DADDY ARI- maybe like hes busy with work but youre really needy so he lets you ride his thigh i lub mean daddy ari🥺<33333

𝐶𝐴𝑁𝐷𝑌 𝐶𝑂𝐴𝑇𝐸𝐷 𝐶𝐻𝐸𝑅𝑈𝐵

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 || Ari hasn’t been paying you much attention and so you take matters in your own hands as well as your short cherry skirt.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 || smut smut smut

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 || alt. AU — daddy!ari levinson × [black//woc]fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || 18+ nsfw, thigh riding, masochism, kinda dark!ari, spanking, hair pulling, lots of edging, tons of crying, Ari is a big meanie :(( MINORS DNI — 18+ INTERACTION ONLY

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 || candy by doja cat

𝐰. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 || yes jasmeen of course you can!! 🥺💗 i’m gonna make daddy!ari extra mean and dirty for you and i’m gonna add a little bit of bratty reader cause in this house we love mean daddies and spoiled brats! 💗💗💗

Ari’s eyes follow the screen to the stacks of paperwork in front of him. all this was due by the end of the week and he still didn’t file the information from the online form to the files laying on his desk.

there were times where Ari broke some work related limits of hours upon hours of desk work fueled by caffeine and your kisses of encouragement but then again he did have his limits.

these were those times but no matter how much he promised himself he’d take a break, meaning to check up on you and see what you’ve been up to. although time seemed to pass and Ari hadn’t realize that that side note was forgotten three hours ago on the account of his mind relentlessly kept on reeling him back into his paperwork.

the large coffee mug you made him at a pottery class sits besides a stack of files is pushing its fifth refill of the day as Ari pours the remaining bitter black liquid from the coffeepot. the dark black liquid flowing into the yellow painted, honeypot shaped mug.

it makes him smile at the memory of when you gifted it to him, wrapped in sparkly wrapping paper he presses kisses all over your face in gratitude. he always complained on needing a mug since he always dropped them and he was certain to never drop of break this special mug his princess made him.

its sudden with the loose grip he has on the coffee mug that the coffee spills over the brink of the mug and onto a few papers. the action causes Ari to blurt out an aggregated scold before fanning out the papers soaked in coffee to the side near a fan.

sitting back down on his chair his eyes look over the work he has completed. stapling and putting away documents that have been signed and filed out as well as closing off tabs that weren’t important anymore-

he still has more work cut out for him

his rushing thoughts and swift hands bearing a pen and the other a computer mouse, his head shoots up as a rhythm like knock echoes at the home office door. “come in,”

the low rumble of his voice speaks out as his eyes and attention to back on the papers in his grasps. sipping on his black coffee, slightly sweetened in his desired cream and sugar packets, his focus and eyes stick to his paperwork.

the door opens to reveal you, slightly irritated and desperate for attention from your daddy. you were certain with your presence and the way your heels clack against the flooring he would lift his head up. adjust the small glasses on the brink of his nose and acknowledge you, tell you that you look cute today or stop writing all together but it doesn’t spark interest to him at all.

thin spectacles on the brink of his nose, loose curtains of hair rest on the sides of his face. as you take steps closer you can see the worn out exhaustion in his blue hues and the deep darkness of his under eye bags. daddy hasn’t slept great in days, always joining you in bed in the early morning hours and waking before you can. so now knowing that your mission for attention might not be the best idea, you know when your daddy gets like this.

it’s best to leave him work but it wasn’t healthy for him to overwork. it’s stress none stop about getting work done cause it wasn’t good for daddy! and despite you feeling a burn in your belly that you wanted to deny and push aside for him...

even you had your limits of being deprived from his embraces, praises and touches.

a solid three days it’s been that Ari has been glued behind his desk. it irked you how demanding his job was but you had to be his supportive princess, he needed all the support and encouragement. even if it meant to ignore the wetness in between your thighs that needed to be catered and handled by your daddy then so be it...

maybe you can get a bit of attention, a morsel of affirmation from him and you’ll be set to go. maybe you shouldn’t have worn the outfit you have on if you now just want a praise of two but you don’t hesitate to get comfortable. settling in one of the form fitting arm chairs at the far corner of your daddy’s office near the towering bookshelves and his hanged degrees.

admiring how smart and brave your daddy is with his degrees, certificates and honors as you play with the little charm bracelet he gave you. throwing one smooth leg over the other your mini skirt rakes up to reveal your upper thighs but still covering up what little you’re trying to hide. you liked dressing up pretty for daddy and he did to, today was no exception cause you were planning on cheering him up.

when he would finally realize you were here- you roll your eyes as he takes another sip of coffee. taking all your necessities that you stuffed in your Strawberry Shortcake book bag, you laid the elements of entertainment on the coffee table in front of you near the plush armchairs.

one of your lisa frank coloring books being thrown across the expansive wooden tabletop, you take out your bright vivid gel pens and pastel markers from your coloring pouch. and by taking out you unzip the pink pouch and turn it upside down for it all to fall on the table.

the clashing plastic crash of your coloring tools against the polished tabletop alert Ari- his head shooting up as his eyes meet your distanced body uncapping a scented marker and opening a page of the coloring book.

“princess? I didn’t see you, what are you doing here?” his voice breaks as he drops the pen in his hands briefly, softly smiling as he sees your face driven in concentration. his smile deepens when your nose doing the cute little scrunch thing when you’re unsure about something but plan on figuring out.

hair styled in one of your complicated yet sophisticated hairdos, his large sweater he allowed you to wear since the morning still adorns your bodice comfortably. knees bended, he sees them bare but an outline to a crimson red skirt falls on your hips.

it’s a shame Ari couldn’t get up and scoop you up in his arms, play and color with you for a bit without the ball and chain of his work holding him hostage at his desk.

“so now you notice i’m here,” your voice lightly snaps but it’s mellowed as your lips pull into a pout, pulling the strings of his heart. a sense of guilt rises in his chest because he knows he hasn’t been caring for you properly these past few days. without the little moments of meals and getting ready for bed he hasn’t been spending time with you that much.

“don’t be like that princess. daddy just has alot of work to finish-” but you still shake your head, confusing Ari as you cross your arms over your chest.

“but I don’t want daddy to work! daddy works forever! I want special time!” you whine, your eyes tearing up as you slam your hands against the table. making the coloring books, pens and markers quake at your mercy.

at this moment Ari’s at your mercy, and if he permits you to continue this stirring frenzy who knows how much he’s going to spend away from his work to calm you from a potential tantrum. so the words that come out of Ari’s mouth make you hault your next actions of crying and screaming-

the simple notion of, “come here princess, bring your coloring book with you. we can work together,” makes your tears stop falling and your body rising to leap towards him. grabbing your things quickly and making your way to your daddy. it’s now that he sees you in your outfit that has his eyes sticking anywhere else but yours.

a smirk curling your glossy, cherry painted lips you turn around for him so he could see your little ‘outfit’ the flow of your skirt tempting to rise up at the bottom curve of your ass but you’re hoping to save the surprise do what’s underneath it later, “do you like my skirt daddy?” you say, your eyes tracing his and he only but stares at anything else but your eyes.

the rich gleam of your thighs and long legs, the way your chest peaks out through the fabric to his sweater, your tempting glossy lips and those damn heels...

his response is his hands patting down on his thigh, enough to practically make your heart jump at the sight. it’s been that long since you’ve sat on his lap but then again you constantly need to be on it.

a moonlight smile pulls at the corner of his lips when you drop your coloring books and markers on his desk. making sure to not mess up his paperwork with yours, Ari moves his papers to make way for your things.

sighing happily when you settle your bum in between both of his thighs to get comfy. sweet scent of strawberries and cream from your shampoo wafting to his nose and the stark fruitiness of your scented markers mixing with the coffee steam from his mug marry together.

the two of you do your separate jobs peacefully, with the exception of you reaching for his honeypot mug to have a lick of coffee that he tsks at you. moving the mug away from your grabby small hands.

“that’s a big people drink sweet pea. i’ll give you a juice box if you’re thirsty,” but you just shake your head and get right back to shading with your colors.

“daddy may I please play my hello kitty game?” your perky voice starts as you start coloring the detailed tiger cub. emphasizing on the may and please, your daddy was a sucker for good manners and etiquette.

shifting against only his right thigh now, your back hunches to reach the desk with difficulty until he shift to get you comfortable. continuing coloring but your eyes leave once in a while to stare at the keyboard Ari’s fingers clack with each key, “not now princess.” Ari hums and you frown sourly.

the online hello kitty theme park game would be an excellent way to have you distracted as he works but at the same time Ari doesn’t think it’ll be healthy for you to invest that much screen time. and besides he’s working on it, leaning your head on his bicep you let go of that unwanted answer and get back to color tinting and detailing.

Ari files in the margins of the paperwork and writes everything out as you do with your coloring sheets. as the minutes turn into hours, his mug once again being filled with coffee and your sippy cup filled with your juice. you finish coloring page after coloring page and Ari stack after stack of paperwork.

leaving you halfway done with your one hundred and seventy-five page Lisa Frank coloring book and your daddy only one stack of field files. the amount he managed to finish has him impressed of himself and grateful to his special good luck charm sitting perfectly right on his thigh.

“daddy look at all the pages I finished!” you cheer as you pull out the coloring book for him to look over, practically bouncing on his thigh from excitement. the dazzling brightness of your wide toothy smile bringing a large smile to Ari’s face as he takes the coloring book to look over at your hard work.

flipping each page, the drawings and outlined sheets were more colorful and detailed than the last and Ari was indeed speechless and at awe. proud of his creative princess and her clever unique technique with scented markers and glitter gel pens.

“princess these are gorgeous! I have a little artist on my hands don’t I?” Ari grins and his words make the wide smile you have crinkle as your eyes dash away from his flustered.

your bashful state makes Ari chuckle but his eyes don’t pull away to continue analyzing and admiring your work. you indeed did an excellent job at coloring and Ari thought you’d struggle a bit with the detailed sheets of Lisa Frank. the refrigerator tonight will be decorated in these latest masterpieces, he’ll make sure of it.

and you know what? you deserve a reward.

Ari thought and he bends to the side to open the second compartment of his desk just above his organized files. pulling the drawer open, his hands roam over the pens, staples and office supplies in search for the treats.

stopping his short search when his fingers grab the bag of heart shaped lollipops he at times rewarded you when you listened to him extra carefully. he grabs one and brings it up to your eyesight, enjoying how your eyes light up and follow the lollipop with each motion.

starlight eyes widen and focus on the cherry lollipop in your daddy’s grasp then stare up at him again, “is that for me daddy?” you words drip in eagerness, wanting to taste the sugary sweet artificial fruit against your tongue.

Ari’s eyes playfully squint against your mischievous ones, his fingers undo the wrapper and disregard it aside on the desk. wonderstroke eyes looking over the bare heart shaped lollipop, you can smell the tangy cherry and your mouth waters.

although you don’t expect daddy to take the lollipop in his mouth. a pout pulling your lips as you rock against his thigh for a taste and you stop once your daddy takes it out with a smart delightful pop!

“open up for daddy princess,” and you don’t need to be told twice as you open your mouth so Ari could place the heart lolli in your mouth. “tongue out sweet girl,” and you stick your tongue flat out, making Ari smile at your good listening skills.

your glossy lips closing around the sweet candy on a stick, you hum at the sweet taste, “thank you daddy,” Ari simply kisses your forehead before patting your head, getting straight into work.

despite the candy he gave you, you’re still upset he still is ignoring you. by all means you could color as many pages in your coloring book for eternity but they never gave you the same satisfaction then the attention daddy gave you.

being deprived of it, you’ve also been deprived of his cock.

locked away in the depths of your shared bedroom you couldn’t just replace his thick fingers with yours. your pink silicon toys with his cock because they didn’t reach the golden spot he easily could reach. and you couldn’t rub your panty clothed pussy against one of your pillows and pretend it was Ari’s body.

no matter how much you wanted to touch yourself at times- hell you wanted to touch yourself when you were in your playroom this early afternoon. Ari obviously wouldn’t notice since his head was deep in paperwork but you knew you couldn’t break one of his golden rules.

right now daddy was right here, you were sitting on his very lap and compared to him you were a little thing in desperately critical need to be taken care of. your slicked cunt wasn’t going to stop over-examining your daddy’s big arms that caged you in. his large hands that held the pen that looked so small in it as he wrote. his wide muscular chest that you rest your back against.

not to mention the soft and tender caresses of his one hand rubbing your thigh through your fringed scarlet red skirt. soft lips pressing gentle kisses on your hairline here and there along with the scratch of his thick beard. the soft spoken praises he whispered in your ear as you colored quietly for him.

daddy himself made you needy, very needy. because as much as you could sit still and color quietly and be his good girl you desperately wanted to grind your cunt against his thigh.

but then again who were you to ask for permission?

the sudden shift your body has against his thigh doesn’t ring any bells or blast any alarms since he just thinks you’re simply shifting to find a comfortable position.

wandering fingers trace the veins bursting from your daddy’s flexed hands and forearms that grip his pen as he writes. as well as the other that’s hooked around your belly to keep you still, finding the perfect rhythm to roll your hips against ari’s thigh.

holding in a whimper you suck on the lollipop hard, picturing the heart shaped lolli has the tip of his cock but then again it just makes you drip pathetically against your daddy’s thigh even thinking of that. the burning pleasure vibrating at your core as your hips continue to rock onto the denim of your daddy’s jeans. the slick of your pussy soaking your panties and the honey seeps through the crotch of the thin lace thing.

as much as you’re doing a good job at keeping your little sounds to yourself and throwing Ari off at your dirty work as you carry on coloring he isn’t oblivious to the wetness that is drenching his thigh nor your ongoing grind you have on it.

no matter how considerable you told him earlier that you were coloring the page you’re working on for him and how adorable you looked grinding your desperate cunt on his thigh.

you didn’t ask for permission

Ari’s sure if he could lift your body away from his thigh they’re would be a wet patch stained on his jeans. he can hear the sloppiness of your wet folds and slick with each rock your hips have. the smell of your arousal filling his nose, the cherry in your breath as you let out a little whimper. feeling the loose string of your orgasm building in the pit of your belly beginning to tighten as you roll and rock your hips to the lace that makes you melt.

“stop it,” Ari’s low rumble commanded, his hands still writing something but his eyes dash from his work to you. eyes closed and face clouded in lust as you persist your grinding. head and conscious tucked away in your dirty little dream world. Ari doesn’t let the fact that you’re sucking on the lollipop like it’s his cock or the little moans that sound like high pitched hums.

he gave you you’re a reward and he can easily take it away

oblivious of your daddy’s true intention you moan when his hand lands on your head, stroking through your hair until he takes a handful of it and pulls your head back. a gasp escaping your lips, your eyes open and the grind you have on his thigh comes to a crashing stop at the painful tug.

“daddy let go!” you loudly whine. your eyes watering at your ruined orgasm and your hair potentially getting ruined by your daddy’s harsh hold.

another cry escapes your lips when ari pulls your head back even more, causing your back to arch as his breath wafts against your earlobe. “daddy told you to stop, princess. is my little princess a dumb baby or is my little princess too busy fucking herself on daddy’s thigh to listen?”

the coarseness of his remark makes you shiver, a whimper and cry leaving your lips as your eyes water as the hold he has on your hair tightens.

“get your filthy cunt off of my thigh and keep coloring that picture for me. can you do that for me or you going to wander and get lost in that whorish brain of yours?”

rapidly nodding your head up and down and lift your hips over his thigh, your need to please and answer his question quickly makes him chuckle into your hair. although you’re still whimpering and pouting over your ruined hair, you spent all morning making it cute and perfect all for it to be ruined with a single tug from his large hands.

hot bothered breath and searing lips grazing against the shell of your ear causes your wetness to seep and drip onto your rubbing thighs. catching you in the act, Ari’s free hand pulls the skirt above your hips, expecting you to wear some kind of tiny lace panties but you aren’t wearing anything.

blue eyes don’t meet any scandalous undergarment, just your plump ass and your dripping cunt desperate for his touch. desperate for a release and his attention, his hands examine the flimsy material for a skirt that deliciously hugs and covers your hips.

feeling your daddy’s stare on your princess parts, it makes your heart jump and thump when his hands grab at your ass. kneading the flesh of it before gripping the waistline of the cherry red skirt.

“daddy-?” another gasp escapes your lips when a loud tare ripples throughout the room and the weight of cold air hitting your slicked, exposed pussy.

Ari grunts as he takes the fabric of your now ripped skirt and throws it onto the floor without a care, all he wants to see is your pussy. a large hand comes down to slap your ass, enjoying the way it bounces back like it’s a response. it has all the blood and lust flowing down south to his hardening cock.

“do daddy a favor princess and shut the fuck up before daddy makes you,” the threat makes you whimper, the lollipop in your mouth swirling sweetly against your tongue as your daddy pinches and gripes handfuls of your ass. slapping the flesh and watching it bounce, he wants to dig his teeth in your peach flesh.

“take my sweater off. I want nothing on what’s mine. do you understand?” Ari groans in your ear as his hands glide around your hips to dip into your cunt, his fingers stroking your folds and not believeing how wet you are. “oh and princess, the heels stay on,”

whimpering and following his order quickly, grabbing his sweater from the helm and lift the heavy wool material of the sweater above your head. body fully bare and under the heat of his burning glance, you drop the thick article of clothing in your hands on the floor. leaving the heels on as he commanded, feeling the lust filled burn of his stare intensify as you rest your hands together on his knee waiting.

waiting impatiently for the matter for his next command. the smell of the baby oil and sweet strawberry lotion he rubbed on your curves earlier that day hits his nose and he moans. you look, smell and- as he takes his fingers in his mouth and moans- taste like candy.

hearing the sudden sound of a heavy metal buckle of his belt loosen, Ari’s hard cock rises up and hits the hard muscle of his belly. an untamed groan escapes oats his lips when you turn your head over your shoulder to see him rubbing the tip of his cock with his thumb.

those starlight eyes that usually gleam in their faux innocence stare back at the fire in his eyes and you pout. wanting to touch daddy’s cock and taste him on your tongue. but your eyes tear up when he takes his thumb and suck the white cum into his mouth, not leaving enough for you to taste.

it makes you whip your head away from his handsome smug face. Ari doesn’t ignore the sniff out of you as he sets sight of your bare body in front of him. resting your elbows and body weight on the desk your arched back leaves loads of space for him to glide his hands through. running delicious shivers throughout your spine before he slaps your ass again. stinging and burning but your cunt creams in pleasure as you bite your bottom lip.

“my slutty princess wasn’t wearing a bra under daddies sweater? no panties under those scraps for a skirt? fucking knew you looked too good. wanted daddy to find out and ruin your tiny pussy, didn’t you? wanted to distract me from work? nasty little girl thinking she can get what she wants.”

not daring to let out another moan, his hand still gripping your hair loosens as his free hand rises up your waist to pinch a nipple. “answer me slut. you get nothing if you don’t,” his hiss rings and normally you would laugh at him in this state. telling off his stupid hunchmen on the phone as you got all hot and bothered as he yelled at them, making them beg for his forgiveness.

now you’re on the end of that anger; and you don’t mind it one but as his large calloused hands grab the fragments of your ripped skirt on the floor before analyzing your bare body arched pretty and posed for him. in nothing but your big girl heels with your cute lacy white socks, his cock is painfully hard now as the tip paints his abdomen in precum.

“yes daddy. I wanted you to fuck me. I wanted you to stop working because you haven’t touched me and I want cummies! I deserve cummies!” you cry but the words are too sloshed and unreadable from the lollipop in your mouth.

it’s quick that Ari takes the stick and pulls it away from your mouth with a swift and perky pop! a loud whine excludes your lips from his sole action but it’s replaced with a gasp as Ari slaps your mouth, “shut your big brat hole up before I stuff it shut myself,” and you moaned at him, fucking moaned at the threat.

it leaves him just as speechless as you, you’re face wafting in the heat of your embarrassment and you cower when his smirk curls deviously done on you. Ari wants you to cry- God he wants to rip your heart out and bandage it up with his cock

“dumb babies like you get what daddy gives you. nothing else, now grind on daddy’s thigh princess,” his rough command makes you freeze, not even daring to breathe for a second.

wondering if he’s being serious, and it’s as if he could read the confusion buzzing in your head he decides to clear it up. the harsh and stinging spank awakes you from your overthinking session and you get to work. working to gain the same pleasurable friction you were enjoying moments ago.

your hands gripe the edge of his desk till your knuckles bulge out around your soft skin. rocking your hips against the roughness of his jeans, this time no panties are in the way as your slickness flows freely. lubricating your folds and soaking his thigh with your juices, it makes him chuckle when he feels your wetness soak through the fabric onto his thigh. you’re so pretty and obedient he could fuck your till you couldn’t think or stand.

“do you think you can finish your coloring page before you cum princess? show me how good you are at coloring.”

Ari’s artificially sweet remark makes you whimper, just as artificial as the cherry heart lollipop you were licking. not hesitating or wasting a minute, you quickly grab your coloring book and markers and get straight to work.

thankful you didn’t have to color much, one good thing leading you to this moment you could feel your orgasm nearing. the high peak that you’re getting closer and closer to, you want to jump off the cliff and dive into the waves of your pleasure. who knows what daddy would do if you didn’t finish your drawing on time, you needed to fucking cum.

you always got what you fucking wanted regardless what daddy thought, but maybe you spoke to soon-

“please princess, daddy knows you can grind harder on that. show me how much of a slut you are for daddy’s thigh,” you whimper at his command and obey immediately.

grinding harder against him, his teeth biting the soft bit of ear as his fingers roll your hard nipples. slightly wincing and deeply moaning, you can’t help but allow him to make you slip in that space of mindless obedience.

daddy always made you a moaning wet mess, always desperate for his approval and sweet honeyed praises. glassy eyes concentrating on your coloring sheet, it was becoming difficult to focus on coloring as you rocked your hips. trying desperately to withhold your orgasm but desperately trying to please daddy and grinding harder. hot tears springing in your eyes at the havoc situation, you let out a sob as your rock against Ari’s thigh.

Ari only but cooed at you, thumbing away your hot salty tears. “what a little crybaby,” he chuckles through a fake sympathetic smile. fisting his hard slippery cock in one hand as the other crept down to rub your little button. if anything Ari wants more now is for you to cry- it’s getting his cock harder and harder as the tears drip onto the coloring sheet.

“daddy I-I can’t color that fast!” that cry as his thick fingers advancing in their speed and pressure. stroking the puffiness of your folds before brushing against your drenched hole.

taking not a single ounce of regard to your wail, he responds only by pinching your pussy lips. causing you to cry out in sudden pain before he strokes your pussy to calm you. thick digits gathering up your arousal, your folds creating a lewd serenade in the golden tint of his office.

“you can’t color that fast? my stupid little princess doesn’t know how to color quick enough? to color a small stupid drawing before she can cum? huh, princess? answer me!”

there doesn’t need to be any tugging at your hair or harsh slap to your ass for you to quiver against him. Ari- your daddy has a magical way of making you submit with just the ease of his words but you don’t know how to answer him at all but to keep coloring. marshmallow tears streaming down your face like shooting stars, you continue to reach your high your daddy assists you on reaching but denies.

however Ari is noticing that you’re practically almost done coloring the picture, by the time you’re finished you’d probably cum and fufill his order. oh he couldn’t let that happen. his spoiled brat wasn’t gonna cum until he felt she deserved so, which wasn’t gonna be anytime soon if he could do anything about it.

quick hands slap down on your ass, causing the marker in your hand to scribble slightly over the lines. a gasp escaping your lips your bottom lip trembling at the sight and rushing figuring out how to fix it. scarlet heels clacking together, his hands stop tracing the lace of your socks at your ankles.

ravishing in your panicked state, he smirks into your hair. grabbing the lollipop he snatched from you earlier from the desk, taking it into his mouth with a satisfying pop! ignoring your offended and hurt whimpers as your daddy steals your reward away from you due to your clumsiness. it makes your vision blurry and your bottom lip tremble violently, head echoing in only one thought and one thought only-

daddy is so mean, daddy’s a big fat meanie.

your thoughts roar but you didn’t mean to say any of them aloud, you’re so caught up in the moment that you have no idea you did so because now your ass is getting spanked again and again and again and again. all until your peach flesh burns and Ari can see the indents of his fingers on that heart shaped ass he loves so much before bringing his hand back in your hair.

tugging it so your spine suddenly arches back so his lips brush your ear, a gasp escaping your mouth. “I can be meaner princess. you stop coloring and I won’t let you cum. do you understand that? stupid whore.”

the growl rolls off his lips and it just adds onto the sheet of sweats glistening off your skin. tears drop from your lashes as shaky, trembling hands grip the markers as you persist on finishing the coloring page. feeling your body is on fire, your sobbing cunt continues to rock against his loins and the pleasure is almost unbearable you whimper.

the smirk plastered on Ari’s face is sinful, his hands unbutton his shirt to leave his chest bare. golden pendant glistening in the light bulbs of his office. back muscles resting against the leather of his office chair, he strokes his throbbing cock. biting his bottom lip enjoying the naked sight of his desperate slut for a precious princess bouncing and rocking on his thigh.

arms bended calmly behind his head, biceps slightly flexing as he licks on the lollipop he took from you. humming from its sweet taste while imagining it’s the nipples of your tits, his tongue flicking over the heart shape- sucking sharply on it. savoring the sweet cherry taste as his hands graze up to gripe your bouncing tits. savoring in your heavy moans, stiff sniffles and stuttering sobs all on the account of him.

like taking candy from a baby, his baby.

Ari thinks as he watched your ass bounce, sweat glistening off your skin as your heeled feet shake. moving back in your high unaware matter, your ass unintentionally brushes roughly against his balls. causing you to gasp and your daddy to grunt, ordering you to do it again which you do.

suddenly the thought of fucking your other tight hole full of his white ropes of cum takes over his mind but he was enjoying you trying to find a release. “maybe if you color the picture really nice for daddy then daddy will let you cum,”

Ari spoke, his voice soft and tender like always despite the current moments of viscously degrading and name calling you. you’ve always craved this part of him but who knew it would hurt your heart so fucking good with each insult and slap to your heart shaped ass.

although the remark creates a hopeful glisten in your relieved eyes, posture relaxing a bit. you were certain you wouldn’t be able finish it on time but maybe if you focus on making it look pretty- regardless of a few white spaces- daddy would let you have your cummies. Ari would kiss you on your pretty lips and make you undone with the sweetest command.

oh how you craved it this moment it’s bringing more tears to your eyes.

“r-really daddy?” you stutter, imagining the tenseness of his thigh as his cock. squeezing it just right around your walls as your eyes glue on the coloring sheet. grinding your pussy harder onto his jean covered thigh that let’s all your high pitched and stuttering moans flow like honey, “you really mean it?”

a dark glint shines in Ari’s blue hues, taking the lollipop out of his mouth his hand rubs his shaft painfully slow. that thumb that has been teasing your button glides past his weeping tip, his burning blue glance shifting to you. until his hand reaches up, causing you to moan when he grabs a handful of your hair.

oh how he was going to tear his poor princess down after building her a sense of hope.

“no,”