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teyvathandymenclub · 4 months ago

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Bring Your Child to Work Day

Characters: Neuvillette, Itto, Cyno, Ayato

TW: None

Neuvillette

It has been two days since you fell sick not being able to leave your bed. Your husband was always really caring, but his loving personality shined especially on days like this. You have never been more thankful for him being by your side. Neuvillette even took time off from work which happened only once when your daughter was born.

But being such an important figure in Fontaine comes with responsibilities that he could not ignore, so he had to leave for a few hours.

“Honey, what are you doing?” You almost laughed when you saw him packing your daughter's backpack.

“Packing for our business trip.” Neuvillette smiled at you happily, seeing you feeling a little bit better.

“I am fine, she can stay with me.”

“No. And I am not going to discuss that any further.” Neuvillette hugged you tightly and left with the little girl in one hand and her backpack in the other.

After arriving at Palais Mermonia, the little girl started shuffling too much so Neuvillette put her down. She immediately straightened her dress and stuck her chin up just like her daddy always does after entering the building. Neuvillete went straight towards his office not realizing his daughter mirroring his majestic walk, filling the hallway with loud taps right behind him as she tried to keep up with him.

Everyone almost melted at the sight of the little girl, but no one dared to speak to or touch the child of the Judex.

Neuvillette settled behind his desk and gave his daughter all the supplies to keep her occupied for some time. She took out all of her crayons and started to draw. Neuvillette almost tapped himself on the shoulder for amazing management of the situation until he realized that he was blessed with a drawing of a weirdly mixed pony and snake on one of the contracts that he just signed. When he took it away from her, she grabbed another.

“No baby, these are daddy´s papers, these are yours.”

He had to wrestle her for the papers for a moment until he gave up and put her down from his desk.

“That is my chair. I want to sit in the big chair.” The little girl protested.

“No, that is my chair, but I will let you sit there when I finish…”

“Daddy splash, splash!!” She interrupted him.

“No, Daddy can not, he would make a mess in his office my dear...”

But before he could finish his sentence, the little girl summoned her power out of nowhere as she started running around and made a huge puddle in every corner of his office.

Neuvillette jumped up from his seat and started to chase her. He even almost slipped once before he finally caught her and carried her out of his office under his arm like a bag of potatoes.

“I did not know that my daughter is such a devilish little dragon.” He mumbled as he was looking for a melusine.

“I know I have never made this kind of request, but can you entertain her for a few minutes? I would not ask you if it would not be an emergency.” He said, almost ashamed.

“Absolutely! However long you need.” One of the melusines smiled, excited from such an unexpected task.

After quickly finishing work in peace, Neuvillette packed the pink backpack thinking about not bringing it again, and left to look for his daughter. It took him a while until he heard her giggle in one of the administrative rooms. The little girl was surrounded by at least four melusines playing games unknown to Neuvillette.

“I do not know how to thank you.” He said full of gratitude.

“Do not mention it Mr. Neuvillette. We were glad to help!” Melusines said almost in unison and waved goodbye as he picked her up into his arms.

“I think we deserve a little treat after a long work day.” He smiled at his daughter in the streets of Fontaine.

“Yes! Yes! Ice cream!” She jumped. “And for Mommy too!”

“Absolutely! We can not forget to pick medicine for her and her favorite treat to cheer her up.” Neuvillette smiled.

“Balloons!!!” The little girl screamed and ran away.

Neuvillette ran after her while he thought about whether or not shops sell leashes for little dragons.

Itto

That morning you woke up with someone standing right next to your side of the bed.

“Itto? What is going on?!” You asked confused.

“I have decided that today is the day when I am going to introduce our son to my gang.” Itto smiled brightly with a baby carrier strapped to his body.

“Your gang? You do not have a gang anymore.”

“But we stayed friends and still call ourselves a gang, Mrs. Smart.” Itto rolled his eyes.

“I know, I am just teasing you.” You pulled him down to you to kiss him. “I think it is a good idea, but you need to be careful. Can you promise me that?”

“Absolutely? You do not know me? I am the most…” Itto stopped himself after he saw your raised brows. “Do not worry, wifey. Love you. Bye!”

Itto suddenly disappeared, leaving you confused when you heard your son coo in his crib. After a few minutes, the door on your home opened with Itto´s head peeking into your bedroom.

“Did you forget something?” You asked, not making it easy for him.

“Yeeeah, about that… Have I left our son here? Or should I look elsewhere?”

“Itto? Are you joking??” You looked at the baby in the crib.

“Of course! Of course, I am joking.” Itto reached for his son and strapped him into the baby carrier. “Bye-bye.” Itto waved at you with little Oni´s hand in his and left.

Once he met with his gang he could not stop bragging how strong and amazing his son is. Just like his father, obviously.

After they finished lunch, Itto dragged them into the woods on a mission to find a big beetle that he could train for his son.

“But Boss! He can't even walk yet.” Argued one of the boys.

“He can start any day now, I need to be prepared. It is not easy to train a new champion. You need to start early!” Itto shut him down.

After a few hours of unsuccessful searching for the biggest and mightiest beetle, the gang left for lunch number two. And also the baby boy smelled because he needed a clean diaper.

As Itto left the restaurant with a full belly and the baby with a freshly changed diaper, he heard the sound of some kind of rock music in the distance.

“Boys! There is a concert that we are missing! We need to check it out!”

When they finally arrived, Itto frowned, realizing that he could not take a baby to the concert with such loud music.

“Boss! Where are you going?”

“I will be right back!” Itto ran away, holding his son's ears.

And he truly came back in a few minutes with a sleeping baby in the carrier and big noise-canceling headphones on his little head.

Not long after it was time for dinner, the whole gang visited the local market with freshly cooked food. The place was crowded, but it was worth it to stay there for all the delicious meals they offered there.

“Oh, sorry big guy, I am leaving crumbles all over your head.” Itto looked down and realized that the carrier was empty. “In the name of the lavender melon, no!” Itto screamed.

He immediately gathered everyone from the gang to look for his son. Itto was never afraid of anything. Except beans. And his wife. And if she finds out that he lost little Oni, there would be no Oni left after she is done with him.

In the meantime, Kuki looked after the baby, because she saw Itto had been occupied with ordering food. When she saw all the boys running around the market like headless chickens, she realized that someone had forgotten that the baby was with her. After letting them marinate in fear she finally took mercy on them and brought the baby back to the big Oni.

“Kuki! Where did you find him?!” Itto kissed his son´s face. “You just saved my life Shinobu!” He reached out to her to do the same, but she immediately stopped him.

“Just say thank you, Boss.” She smiled.

“Thank you! And…” Itto lowered his voice. “Do not tell my wife. She would have me sleep on the couch. No cuddles for me for the rest of the month. Can you imagine?”

Cyno

You were never into the idea of Cyno training your daughter. But he kept begging you and you knew that he would not put your child in any danger, so today, with a heavy heart, you finally let them go.

“But only for a moment, before work. Ok?” You looked at him with worry.

Cyno could not contain his excitement as he sat down with his girl on his forearm and left your house with a bright smile. He was toying with the idea of going behind your back, but he quickly brushed it. He respected and loved you too much to do something like that.

Now, after waiting for so long Cyno was on his way with the child holding him around the neck. With a bag full of water and snacks on his back, he reached his favorite spot where he used to train by himself when he was just a kid.

“Here we are!” Cyno smiled at his girl. “Now Daddy is going to put you down and we can fight a little. What do you think?”

“You are going to lose!” The little girl, barely school age, said with a confident smirk.

“Why do you sound just like your mommy?” Cyno chuckled.

He knew his daughter had the soul of a fighter, just like her parents, but she still surprised him. Every stance, every move… She quickly adapted and Cyno´s heart was full when he saw her reaching for his polearm.

“One day it will be all yours. Mine gift only for you. But not today, ok?”

A silent cry was her answer and Cyno knew it was time to go.

“Someone is a little cranky. How about we head back to the village.” He said to himself and packed the stuff that he brought.

With a tired child positioned on his forearm with small hands wrapped around his neck again, Cyno headed back to civilization. Now and then he stopped to show her beautiful flowers that were typical for this part of the world and explained them to her. With each stop, the little girl was less and less interested in the fauna that her father was showing her.

“That is ok.” He mumbled. “We have the whole life ahead of us to teach you everything I know.” Cyno smiled proud of being able to share his wisdom with his own blood.

When they finally reached the village, Cyno settled in his office after he tucked his daughter on the small sofa in the next room. After dealing with the most important tasks of the day, you surprised him with lunch and a plan to take your daughter home with you.

“A meal for our child. Take it as an exchange type of business.” You laughed.

“But she was supposed to be with me the whole day,” Cyno argued with an upset look all over his face.

“You are about to head out. You thought that I would let you take her to visit criminals?” You raised your brow.

“I would not… You shelter her too much.”

“So do you. Just in a different way.”

You kissed him and with a smile, you left with your sleeping child in your arms.

Cyno wanted to argue that he did not know what you meant by that, but he knew all too well. Since he held her for the first time, he could not stop imagining the day when he would no longer be there to protect her. If there is only one thing that he would be able to accomplish in his life, it would be to teach his daughter to protect herself like he protects both of you.

Ayato

Ayato always took pride in his family. First, his sister. Then he met you. When you blessed him with your yes, he hardly could have imagined to be even happier than he already was. Proud husband of the most beautiful and intelligent woman he ever met. But then your son was born. His world, his heart expanded and there was not a moment when he would not talk about the two of you. Everything crushed when he visited you in the garden as he came back home after his work travels. As he reached for you to kiss you, your son tried to push him away.

Ayato froze.

“Oh, do not mind him.” You smiled. “You have been gone a little too long this time and maybe he just needs to get used to you being around again.” You tried to reassure him as you hugged him tightly.

Ayato smiled at you and got down on his knee to hug his son. You knew it was not a good idea, but did not interfere. As expected, the boy pushed him and ran away.

“I got used to it, but he is too small to accept the concept of someone traveling for days without him. Give him time.” You comforted your husband.

“You are right, my dear.” Ayato hugged you around your waist. “As always.” He smiled.

“Maybe you can show him what you do, hm?”

“You mean… Like to take him to work with me? What a strange idea.”

“Trust me.” You silenced him with a kiss.

The next morning, Ayato was already prepared to start his day before dawn when he remembered your proposal. When he opened the door to his son's bedroom, he found him deep in the sleep. Since that moment, Ayato felt like he had done everything wrong. He woke his son and tried to make him dress up for the day.

“Shhh, we do not want to wake up your mommy.” Ayato tried to calm the boy politely.

After exhausting fighting in the bedroom, it was finally time for the real fight. Ayato did not want to miss his daily morning sword training.

“I have got something for you.” Ayato handed his son a beautifully packed box.

When the boy smiled, Ayato felt a deep relief. Until the boy opened the box where he found a perfectly crafted wooden sword from the highest quality wood ever found. Ayato expected to see his son´s face to light up as yours always does when he brings you gifts from his travels. But the boy looked at him with disappointment written all over his face. He never showed any interest in the art of swords, but Ayato kept telling himself that it was just a matter of time.

Ayato tried to train for an hour that felt like an eternity, but his son did not want to cooperate. All he got was a huge bruise on his shin after the boy swung his new sword with the power of a grown man.

Your husband tried to keep his composure in front of you during breakfast and your questions about his weird walk were not answered. You knew all too well what happened because the screams of your son were probably heard by the whole island so you checked on them.

“We will be in my office if you need anything.” Ayato kissed you and picked up the boy.

“Are you sure?” You smiled knowing just by looking at your husband how tired he was.

“Yes, my dear. Have some faith in me.”

You wanted to, but knowing your son´s hyperactivity and Ayato´s need for peace and order… It was like a clash of titans and you wanted to help. Then you realize it is time for Ayato to step up as a father. To show your son the right example of a good man. So you stayed away. Even after hours of listening to constant running around the office, tearing sound of the papers, knocking down decorations… Until you heard the last knock. The doors of Ayato's office suddenly opened. When he saw you, he did not say a thing. He did not need to. His clothes were drenched from ink. Ayato disappeared for a moment so you peeked into his office and found it in complete disarray. Your boy was sitting there playing with an empty bottle of ink so you started picking up all the loose papers.

“Leave it. Please.” Ayato said out of nowhere. “I will take care of it later. Now is time for a little walk.”

Dressed in clean clothes he reached for his son and left. Your heart almost sank. It was not funny anymore and all you could do was to hope that their relationship would get better as soon as possible.

Ayato felt completely lost. How is it possible that he could make a deal even with the worst diplomats that this world has and he is not able to find a common ground with his own son?

As he walked down the lane full of Sakuras that he used to walk by with you by his side when he was still courting you, lost in his thoughts, the boy started shouting.

“Mommy, mommy!”

Ayato turned over to look for you, but they were alone. “Mommy is home. She is not here.”

“Mommy, mommy, mommy!” The little boy kept shouting while reaching for something.

Ayato looked up and realized that all the boy wants are the flowers blooming on the trees. So he reached up to pick a few and handed them to the little one. The boy instantly got quiet and looked almost… content.

“Mommy. Yes, little man. You are right.” Ayato smiled.

How could he possibly forget? On one of your walks, he picked a Sakura flower and put it in your hair. Since then, you always wear some once in a while to remind you of your beginnings.

“Let us go back and bring Mommy your gift. Ok?”

When they finally reached the borders of your home, the little boy started running towards the gardens. He spotted you immediately in your usual place and with a loud mumbling of random words he gifted you a beautiful bouquet of pink flowers.

“Wau! What a beautiful gift.” You kissed your proud son on his head as a thank you. “Did you pick them all by yourself?”

“No!” A loud shout filled the peaceful garden. “Daddy! Daddy, help!” The little boy shouted as he ran to Ayato and hugged him tightly around his leg.

“Oh? What a good daddy!” You smiled and looked at your husband. You would swear that you spotted tears in his eyes.

Ayato was looking at you, unable to look away. No matter how hard his day was, he knew he would not want it any other way. Then he looked down at his son still hugging his leg and realized that he is going to be tall like him. He could not know it for sure, but he just knew. Tall just like him, with the hair of his beautiful mother and eyes in a perfect blend of both of you.

As he sat down next to you with your son in his lap, all he could think about was how thankful he was for being made to slow down and appreciate your work for your family. He always admired you for being a perfect wife and mother. But after this day, he was thankful even more and promised to take at least one day off to be with both of you.

Ayato that night held you and kissed you with so much care and love just like the day you gave him your son. He forgot for a moment that family will always be the most important thing. And he will never forget again.

#genshin #impact #genshin impact #fanfiction #genshin x reader #ayato x reader #ayato #arataki #itto x reader #itto #cyno #cyno x reader #neuvillette #neuvillete x reader

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themoonweaversden · 4 months ago

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All 179-244 (or so) codes that were found so far (no spoilers)

Note: As far as I'm aware if you input any word after selling your soul to Bill and press the knob you'll get the same result. I still think it's important to highlight the ones that didn't have any result once you imput them normally the day the website updated (AUDIOLOG, BUBBLES, CLEAR, CONTRACT, SMALL) these may have been just an error since it has been fixed since then

3466554

29121239168518

333 Sundapple Lane Cozy Creek IL 60714-94611

ABUELITA

ADASTRAPERASPERA

ALEX HIRSCH / ALEX / HIRSCH

AM I BLANCHIN

ANSWER

AXOLOTL

BAAAA

BABY / BABY BILL / LALALALALA / MOMMY / DADDY

BILL / BILL CIPHER / CIPHER / ILLB / LLIB REHPIC / REHPIC

BLACK SHEEP

BLANCHIN / BLANCHING / BLANCH

BLENDIN

BLIND EYE

BOOBERRY

BURN SIDE

BURNED INSIDE

BYE GOLD

CAESAR ATBASH VIGENERE / MULTILEVELMARK

CARD

CARYN

CIPHERTOLOGY

CLONE / TYRONE / PAPER JAM

CONSPIRACY

CRAY CRAY

CRYPTOGRAM CODEX

CURSE WITTEBANE

CURSED

DEATH

DEER TEETH

DESTRUCTION IS A FORM OF CREATION

DIONARAP

DIPPER

DIPPY FRESH

DISCO GIRL / BABBA

DISNEY / MICKEYMOUSE

DISPENSE MY TREAT

DIVORCE / BREAKUP

DORITO / NACHO / CHIP

DUCHESS APPROVES / THE DUCHESS APPROVES

DUCKTECTIVE

EASTER EGG

EMMALINE BUTTERNUBBINS

EUCLID / SCALENE / SCRIMBLES

EUCLYDIA

EVEN HIS LIES ARE LIES

FAMILY MATTERS

FBI / CIA / NSA

FILBRICK

FIXINIT1

FORD / SIXER / STANFORD

FORDTRAMARINE

FORGET THE PAST

FUCK / SHIT / BITCH / SLUT / SEX

FUCK YOU ALEX

GIDEON

GIFFANY

GLASS SHARD BEACH

GLOBNAR

GOD / HELP ME / SAVE ME / FRILLIAM

GOODNIGHT SALLY

GRAVITY FALLS

GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK

GUN / THE GUN

HAROLDS RAMBLINGS

HECTORING

HEY NERD

HISTORY

HOLOGRAM

HORROR / CREEPYPASTA / ANALOG HORROR

HOTXOLOTL

HOW WILL I DIE / WHEN WILL I DIE

IM STILL ON YOUR MIND

IRREGULAR

IS HELL REAL

IS THERE AN AFTERLIFE

JOURNAL 1

JOURNAL 2

JOURNAL 3

JUST BLEND IN

JUST FIT IN

KINGS OF NEW JERSEY

KOOK

KUBRICK

L IS REAL 2401

LIAR LYRE

LIES

LIFE

LOVE / BOYFRIEND / LONELY

LOVE YA BRO

MABEL

MASON

MATH / GREECE / SHAPES / GREEK / PLATO / GEOMETRY

MCGUCKET / FIDDLEFORD / OLD MAN MCGUCKET

MEOW / MEOW WOW

MONSTER

MORALITY

MOUNTAIN DONT

MYSTERY

MYSTERY SHACK

NAITSUAF

NOT A PHASE

NOTHING

OCCURREMUS ITERUM

OH YES THEY BOTH

ONE EYED KING

OROBOROUS

OWL TROWEL

PACIFICA

PAPER IS BOOK SKIN

PEAK

PINATA

PINES

PLATINUM PAZ

PORTAL

QUESTION

R34LITY

RAT

REALITY

RIDDLE

ROBBIE

RUBBERHOSE

SCARY / SPOOKEMUPS / SPOOKY

SCIENTOLOGY

SEASON 1 / SEASON -1

SEASON 2

SEASON 3

SEVEN EYES

SEVERAL TIMES

SHAVE YOUR GRANDMA

SKELETON

SKIBIDI / FORTNITE / ELON / CRYPTO / DOGE / GYATT / RIZZ

SOMETHING

SOOS

SORRY

STAN / STANLEY PINES / STAN PINES / STANLEY

STOD EHT TCENNOC

SUCK IT MERLIN

TAD STRANGE

TANTRUM

THE BOOK OF BILL / BOOK OF BILL

THE DUCHESS APPROVES

THEORY / MATPAT

THERAPRISM

THEYLL SEE / THEYLL ALL SEE / I SEE

TINSEL SNAKE

TITANS BLOOD

TJECKLEBURG

TOBY DETERMINED

TORTURE MENTALLY

TOURIST TRAP

TRIANGLE

TRIGONOMETRY

UNIONMADE

UNIVERSE

UNREALITY

VALLIS CINERIS

VIRUS

WADDLES

WEIRD

WEIRDMAGEDDON

WELL WELL WELLBEING

WENDY

WHICH RELIGION IS RIGHT

WHO ARE YOU

XGQRTHX

XYLER / CRAZ

YES

YOU CANT KILL AN IDEA

YOURE INSANE

Will update if more are found

#bill cipher #book of bill #gravity falls

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dixons-sunshine · 9 months ago

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➶you can just call me Krys➴

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backwzzds · 1 year ago

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ೃ⁀➷ call her daddy, ichigo kurosaki (nsfw)

inexperienced ichigo has a time with his slutty girlfriend.

thinking about giving flustered!ichigo head like. you both were sophomores in college but known each other since elementary. first grade was the year ichigo learned he had a crush on you, and for the past twelve years, it’s been hard for him to keep quiet about it.

the thing was, you were polar opposite to him. ichigo was such a…boy. he blushed fire red at the sight of any female skin showing, he screamed at any touch of you holding his hand, and he acted a fool the moment he saw you naked. you two have only been dating for a while, the poor boy finally manning up and asking you out denior year of high school.

you on the other hand, you were a girl’s girl. all you ever wore were multiple shades of pink and purple, lip gloss, always had your hair and nails done, and you were expressive in how you felt in every moment. you were the fire to ichigo’s already hot personality, and for some reason you two were like peas in a love pod.

almost three years of dating, ichigo still was nervous around you. and you couldn’t help but admit how much you loved watching him get flustered at the sight of you naked and on your knees.

“‘m i making you feel good daddy?” your voice is sweet as sultry as you lick up the young boy’s blush pink cock.

ichigo can’t even process anything going on in his head at the moment. he still didn’t know how to react whenever you called him daddy. in fact, he was sure you were the dominant one in the relationship and deserved to call you mommy (he’d actually been wanting to call you that for the past 6 months but was terrified of how you’d react).

sex was such an easy conversation for you to have. of course, you were more experienced than he was, having taken his virginity and all. you could talk about your previous sex session the night before over some pancakes and waffles for breakfast like it was the sunday news from the day before. you couldn’t help but explain to him many times why you called him that intimate name.

“me calling you daddy has nothing to do with your dominance, ichi,” you laughed with a kiss of your teeth, “i call you daddy because it’s a security thing for me. sure you’re not big and macho right now, but you make me feel safe and secure. and your dick is big so why would i not call you daddy? ichigo, boy please!”

you loved teasing your man. something about seeing the red head all flustered in your hands was all you needed to feel something between your own legs. nights like this by kehlani is playing on your speaker lowly as you take your time on ichigo. the cherry red gloss plastered on your lips disappeared long time ago and is smeared all over ichigo’s rock hard length as you continue sucking him dry.

ichigo is sat manspreading on your bed, gripping onto your pink duvet for dear life. your sanrio duck nails look so pretty against his dick leaking pure cum.

“fuck, baby,” the strawberry blonde boy breathes out. he’s not sure how long he’ll be able to last. ichigo hated when he cums fast, it makes him feel so adjuvant compared to you. he hated how you did most of the work sometimes. all he wanted was for you to feel good. but little did he know, you pleasuring him was enough to pleasure yourself.

you snake one hand down between your legs and rub your clothed clit through the extremely thin fabric of your lace panties. ichigo’s large hand is snaked across your back and rubbing at the fat of your ass in comfort as you suck on the slit of his tip, driving him over the edge.

“mhm, you like that baby?” ichigo can’t help but nod as you release up off him and lick your full lips. still pumping his oozing length up and down, you reach up to kiss him, all while working his lower half.

ichigo is a moaning mess against you as his lips sloppily engulf your own. “s-shit,” he whimpers. “oh fuck, please baby. ‘m boutta cum.”

“yeah?” you tease with a fresh smirk. “you wanna cum for me? mommy’s got you, baby.” you could see ichigo’s usually honey brown eyes completely widen at the new nickname for yourself. talk about fantasies coming alive.

with screwed eyes shut, ichigo is bucking his hip into your grip. wrestling with pleasure and reality as he fights off his incoming orgasm. sensing his retaliation, you speed up the pace of your hands.

“don’t you fucking hold back on me, ichigo,” you glare at him, jerking his reddening tip faster. you run your manicured fingers across the slit of his tip and give him a stern look, demanding his much deserved orgasm. “you fucking cum right now. cum right now, ichi.” you knew how ichigo got when he didn’t believe in himself, even when it came to sex.

the poor boy is breathing hard and intensely as he grabs onto your free hand and shoves his head in the crook of your neck. finally, he feels his orgasm releasing against your half naked body. “there you go baby,” your voice is softening as the creamy base spurting all over the place in a big mess from his chest to your nipples. “watch me, daddy.”

ichigo fights one eye open to look down at you. there, you hold your tongue out wide as you finish jerking him off, allowing the last of his warm cum to coat your mouth. you use that as lubricant to suck him off just one more time, deciding to overstimulate him a bit.

this riund of head is ten times more messy. with a mix of your saliva and ichigo’s cum practically oozing out your mouth, the only audio heard in your room is the nasty gargling sounds of you gagging on his fat cock, deepthroting the poor thing till you felt his angry head prodding at the back of your throat.

“oh, shit!”

this sends ichigo overboard as he grips onto the duvet beside him and completely bucks up into you, reaching deeper into your throat. he helps you hold your braids out the way as you stay against him for a few seconds, completely blocking your airways as you dared yourself to deepthroat him for as long as you could.

“i’m gonna cum again—fuck!” ichigo screams as he mindlessly pushes your head back down further against him. you could see the reluctance he had in his actions once he realized exactly what he’d done and was about to pull you back up, but you grab his hand and place it back on your head, forcing him to push you back down.

“i got you daddy, make a mess of me, papa.” your voice is sweet and seductive as you kiss all along his tip. you place the mushroom head of his cock back in your mouth and slowly begin cleaning up your own mess. once you were done, you came back up and proudly kissed him, allowing him to suck all his cum off the base of your tongue.

it was so easy to get him nasty like this.

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starrierknight · 1 year ago

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𝟎𝟑𝟎. 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲

You did his eyeliner and one thing led to another. Who can blame you, though? He had it coming (pun intended).

MASTERLIST | KINKTOBER 23' | AO3

wc— 3.5k

pairing— soft dom!gn!reader x sub!getou

cw/tags— mirror sex, mommy kink (only by name, reader is otherwise gn), S&M, ruined makeup, dacryphilia, handjob, edging, orgasm delay/control, praise, humiliation, restraints (belt), dry humping/frottage, porn with feelings, plot what plot, petnames (pretty/sweet boy/thing), aftercare

The world was dark; the lights were low, and Suguru was where he should be—at your mercy.

You were straddling his lap, your fingers gently cradling his face while your other hand intricately applied dark eyeliner to his eyes. He reclined against the headboard of the bed that the two of you shared.

“All done,” you smiled, tossing the eyeliner pen elsewhere. You brushed a thumb over his cheekbone, admiring your work, as his inky black eyes fluttered open.

His eyes were framed with luscious, dark eyelashes. They're like midnight and seemed to swirl like pools of ink; The subtle swirls within them add an element of dynamism, as if they hold secrets waiting to be discovered. They have a hypnotic quality to them, as if luring you to come closer and drown, tempting you to see just how deeply you'll sink, how far you'll fall into their depths.

“How do I look?” he asked lightly, enjoying the way you drank in his appearance like this.

“Gorgeous.”

His silky hair was undone, cascading down his shoulders and a tad messy where you’d held it previously to keep his head still. Suguru (to most people) was all severe edges, all strength and hard stares; But for you, he was weak.

“Yeah?”

Responding with a soft and affirmative hum, your unoccupied hand glided along the surface of his T-shirt's lightweight cotton sleeve. A knowing smile played on your lips as you noticed the subtle tensing of his muscles beneath your touch. Suguru raised an eyebrow in response, intentionally tracing his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. Oh, he knew what he was doing—it was safe to say that you both had each other figured out.

His hand, which had initially been placed on your lower back, sinuously moved to grasp your thigh. In the subdued light, he gazed at you, the shadows lending a glint to his eyelashes. Inclining his head slightly, he swept the tip of his index finger along the edge of your mouth.

He gracefully shifted away, putting on an act of feigning unawareness to the searing intensity of your stare fixed upon him. He flashed you a lopsided smile, bringing his forefinger and thumb together.

“Glitter.”

Despite Suguru's move away from you, the proximity was still compromising. He returned his attention to your face, noticing your eyes had darkened from your interaction, your jaw clenched. Blowing the speck of iridescence from his thumb, he shut his eyes, making a wish. He raised his gaze leisurely to meet yours, yet your focus remained captivated by his lips. Those gentle, rosy lips of his held an irresistible allure—he couldn’t suppress the smile that curved them. Testing the limits, he snaked a hand around the back of your neck and, just under your jaw, dragged his thumb along the line of your jugular vein.

“Suguru,” you rasped, tone of voice laced with warning.

He traced circles into your skin, touch so light it was barely there. But you were aware—so painfully aware—that it was, and that he was taunting you. His hot breath feathered the base of your throat, and you swallowed harshly at the thoughts racing through your mind.

“Something wrong?”

Fuck.

Snatching his hand away, you gripped the flesh of his arm so tightly crescent indents from your nails embedded themselves into his skin. You didn’t like being teased.

“Suguru,” you said again, voice low and dangerous, ”You don’t know what you’re getting into.”

“I don’t.” He toyed with the hem of your top, daring you to inch closer. “So, why don’t you show me?”

Swearing under your breath, your hand that originally rested on his cheek laced into his hair. You allowed him the liberty of a free hand, and his immediately smoothed down your back to the curve of your ass. He leaned forward, eyes closed, ready to feel your lips on his, only to meet the palm of your hand instead. He gave you a betrayed look. You smiled, eyes flashing appreciatively at the twinge of frustration that crossed his face.

As you twirled a lock of hair that framed his face around your forefinger, your attention was drawn to the shallow huffs of his breath escaping him. You trailed your fingers down the length of hair, kissing the tip before letting it go. The edges of your knuckles skimmed down his neck, past the crevice of his torso—satisfied with the wince he made as you adjusted your sitting position on his lap.

“Is that it?” He groaned, voice strangled with need. He wanted more—fuck—he needed more. Your lips on his, your hands on his skin—more.

Your amused hum rang through his body, spreading heat to the core of his abdomen.

Tugging his hair, you forced Suguru to expose the vulnerable parts of his neck to you. You ground downwards onto him through the material of his pants, peppering his jawline with open-mouthed kisses as he let out a breathy groan; starting near his chin and making your way to the base where his ear met his neck. Biting down lightly, you ran your tongue over the sensitive skin, earning a gasp from Suguru. His fingers dug into your hips—painfully, almost—leaving his own bruises on you to match.

So possessive.

Pulling away just a fraction, you caressed the bruised flourish with your lips, blowing a cool puff of air against the hot skin.

“Please,” he shivered; but God, revenge had never felt so sweet.

A feverish rush of heat surged through his veins, igniting a fiery lust. His stomach coiled and knotted with a mix of excitement and nerves, creating a swirling whirlpool of anticipation. At that very moment, there was nothing he wanted more than you.

With your lips still brushing the base of his ear, you murmured, “Please, what?”

“Please, mommy… just touch me, already.”

And you complied.

A tortured sound clawed its way out of his lips, a strangled moan that carried the weight of his desperation. He couldn’t take it anymore, your continuous teasing crumbling his old bravado.

“Finally,” he mumbled against your mouth, causing you to laugh into the kiss.

His large hands pressed against your lower back, pushing your hips against him. For a second you broke the kiss, tugging the soft flesh of his bottom lip before soothing it with your tongue. Your chest was flattened against Suguru's defined muscles, and you were sure Suguru could feel the frantic beat of your heart through your ribcage. Eventually, the both of you had to pull away, taking in deep inhales of air.

Grinding down lazily on his crotch, making a pitiable whine escape his lips, a sound born of both frustration and intense focus. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut, his face contorting with longing.

“Needy,” you teased, pulling yourself closer to him.

You nudged his legs open with your arms around his shoulders and neck, slipping your thigh between his. His breathing stuttered as your leg brushed against him, nudging his bulging cock constrained by the prison of his clothing. A tremor coursed through him, causing his body to shudder involuntarily. His nails scratched a path along your lower back, leaving behind a trail of sensation that mingled with a soft, needy whine escaping his lips.

You guided him steadily along your thigh, humping your leg, and he sighed, your hand reaching up to tangle in his hair as a shiver ran through his body. As you lazily ground your knee up against him, his hips rutted up, thrusting aimlessly, desperately searching for friction. His hand descended to the thigh suspended by his hip, fingers exerting a gentle yet possessive pressure as they made contact. Simultaneously, his other arm enveloped your waist, drawing you snugly against him, creating an intimate connection between your bodies.

He gasped and let out a hoarse groan as he used you to try and reach his high, burying his face in your neck and tightening his arm around you, keeping your upper body immobile. Your breathing was uneven, and your hips skittered along his thigh.

“Please, fuck—oh,” he groaned, and you felt his cock twitch in yearning through the material of his pants.

“Stop.”

“Wha–?”

You pushed him back by the shoulders to see his face clearly. “I have an idea.”

“Seriously? Now?”

You rolled your hips once, and whatever he might have said next got caught in his throat. “Maybe you can’t take it then.”

“I can take it,” he said through gritted teeth.

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The buckle clinked as you secured it around Suguru’s wrists, supple leather of his own belt binding them behind his back, and he’s left helpless. You smoothed your hands up to his shoulder blades, resting them there as you placed your chin on his shoulder, looking at him in the mirror opposite.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, hands tied behind him and stripped from head to toe in front of a full-length mirror, with you kneeling behind him, thighs pressed on either side of his waist. His eyes were set resolutely on the floor, pointedly looking anywhere but at his reflection, or you.

“Is this okay?” you asked. He mumbled something so hushed that even from your seated position, the words remained unheard, carried away on the air before they could reach your ears. “Suguru?”

“It’s okay.”

You slowly kissed down one side of his neck, your hands running down his back and smoothing to wrap around his middle. You felt his muscles tense up under your touch, and goosebumps erupted on the surface of his skin as your breath fanned against it. You sensed his muscles coiling with tension beneath your fingertips, and a ripple of goosebumps surfaced on his skin, stirred by the caress of your breath. You held him steady in your arms, taking your time to worship him, and although he relaxed, he didn’t move.

“Then why won’t you look?”

His body seemed to sag slightly as he sighed. “It’s… embarrassing.”

“We go as far as you want, my love.”

It’s almost as if you could hear his thoughts slotting into place before he answered. “No. I want this.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Completely,” he answers, eyes lifting to meet you in the mirror.

The expression he’s wearing makes your heart jump—it’s earnest and nervous, and full of adoration for you. You tilted his head towards you, capturing his lips in a searing kiss; a reminder that the risk was worth the reward, and a reminder that he was trusting himself fully to you.

Simultaneously, one of your hands travelled down his body to his already hard cock, slowly stroking it to build up a comfortable, but intense, pleasure. Suguru moaned into your mouth, breaking free from the kiss, and pushing his hips into your hand just slightly, knowing you’d pull away if he was too insistent. His eyes had scrunched shut, and his body leaned into you, searching for the pressure of your chest against his back.

You slowed your hand a fraction, your lips attaching to his neck as you sucked another dark bruise onto his skin, and you licked the new blemish, making him exhale as you bit down on it with your teeth. You continued to leave a trail of lovebites and kisses along his neck, noticing his breathing getting increasingly laboured, and you loved the way his body began to twist and push into your touch. Slowly but surely, you had built him up so that satisfaction had morphed into desperation.

You slowed your hand until it was barely moving. “Remember what we agreed?”

Your other hand raked its nails up the smooth expanse of his thigh, sinking into the plush flesh as the other suddenly quickened its pace. Suguru couldn’t help but sail into the stream of release, hips bucking upward, and so, so fucking close, your title on his lips. Right before the pleasure could roll over him, you pulled your hand away from his cock, and it was ruined.

He choked out a whimper, chest heaving with exertion as his body shuddered involuntarily.

“Keep your eyes on me, and no matter what, no cumming until I say your name. Got it?” He whined a weak ‘yes’. “Remember who you’re speaking to.”

“Yes, mommy,” he relented.

“Look up.”

“I can’t.”

Tender kisses dotted his shoulder, soft nips eliciting a gasp here and there. You knew exactly how to drive him mad with need, but he wouldn’t give in that easily.

“Oh, but you will, sweet boy.”

The soft pad of your thumb teased his slit, swiping across the aching head of his dick. It was just the smallest taste of what you could do—of how easily you could bring him to bliss. More kisses and bites marked his now burning neck and shoulders, the tiniest pressure of your fingers torturing his sensitive length.

Finally, instinct took over, and his eyes shot open the moment you stroked his dripping dick again.

“Follow my hand, baby,” you whispered.

He dragged his focus to your other hand, which was lifted just above him in the mirror.

With a deliberate slowness, your touch maintaining its gentle rhythm, you eased your hand downward to cradle Suguru's jaw. His resistance melted as he was compelled to confront his own reflection, captivated by the connection between your touch and his gaze—all desperate and needy for you.

The eyeliner you’d previously done for him was smudged, and the mascara on his eyelashes had dampened and clumped together with tears. He whined, eyes glistening, and the raw emotion on his almost painfully grimacing face had you enchanted for a second. His body had a thin sheen of sweat that gleamed in the low-light. His chest heaved, and he was arched into your hand as he searched for friction. He truly looked so beautiful like this, and you’d do whatever it would take for him to see that.

“Keep your eyes open, pretty boy. Don’t let them leave your reflection even for a second.”

You gave him a wicked grin before your hand pumped the fastest it had done yet, grip on his jaw tightening when he closed his eyes for just a fraction of a second. You stopped your movements, and he hurriedly opened his eyes for you again.

The cycle would continue, and each time he closed his eyes, you’d stop. Every time he corrected himself, you’d slow your pace as punishment, and every time he kept them open for a long while you’d speed up as a reward.

It was maddening, and nowhere near over.

“Where’d that attitude go?” you asked faux-sincerely. “You can take it all, can’t you, pretty thing?”

“Please, mommy,” he whimpered.

Thick, pearly tears gathered on his lashes, welling up in his pretty eyes as they smudged the black makeup, and rolling down his flushed cheeks. They shimmered and streaked his face, baby hairs stuck to his sweaty forehead, brows knitted together and the frustration just kept building.

“Look at yourself, baby. Look at how starved you are for me. Look at my hand between your thighs—your cock’s weeping—it’s aching for my touch. Look at your face, c’mon now. See it? You’re crying for me—such a pretty mess—you’re so gorgeous when you feel good. So perfect like this.”

“Please!” he cried out, “J-Just say it!”

You reached down, cupping his heavy balls, giving them a gentle squeeze and his mind goes blank. His mouth fell open with a silent moan, spit dripping from his lips down his chin.

“Won’t you put on a show for me, sweet thing?”

“I can’t—fuck—please. Please, mommy, I can’t t-take it,” he manages to moan out.

Your hand returned to his length, and your grip is feather-light. It’s moving at a torturous pace, barely even moving and yet he feels everything, though it’s not enough. Another cascade of tears spilt from his eyes, tracing damp trails down his cheeks, and a bittersweet ache coursed through him as the overwhelming intensity of pleasure bordered on aching bliss.

“Please, cum for me,” you moan sweetly, lips brushing against the shell of his ear and contrasting so greatly with the cruel smile you’re wearing.

“No, I c-can’t. Not until you–”

“Please, sweet boy, won’t you be good for me?” your deceptively saccharine words cut him off.

It provoked a near visceral reaction from him—shoulders drawn up as a chill ran down his spine. It’s like every one of his nerves was on edge, burning up from the release you kept denying him. Another broken sob escaped him.

“Just say it—please, mommy.”

“Doesn’t the suspense make it worth it, though? Isn’t it more fun to wait?” mockery dripped from your honey-like tone, the sadistic spark in your eyes glinting as he bucked into your hand.

The room seemed to pulsate with a heightened temperature, the atmosphere electrified. He felt like he was white-hot, a sensation akin to being searingly alive, as though your influence possessed an unnatural hold. He found himself incapable of resistance, unable to deny the power you exerted over him.

And yet, what if the punishment was worth it?

“I’ll leave you like this,” you chuckled, reading his thoughts. “Would you like that?”

“No! Please, I… I–”

“Beg for me one last time.”

The pressure had built so incredibly sweetly, and finally, you weren’t letting go.

“Please, s-say my name, mommy. I can’t… fuck, I can’t take it,” he sobbed for you, the words broken with gasps and moans.

“Cum for me, Suguru.”

You saying his name tipped him over the edge, squirming as he rutted shamelessly into your hand. Unintelligible thanks spilt from Suguru’s bitten lips, face contorting in ecstasy as he let out a guttural moan. His body seized up, legs trembling, and tears streaming down his face when he finally let go, and you held his chin to make him watch his reflection.

Thick spurts of cum coated your hand, and he’s moaning your title over and over like it’s all he can think of, watching himself come apart so easily for you and it just feels too good to be true.

“Fuck,” he panted, aftershocks washing through his body slumped into yours, too exhausted to continue.

“You did such a good job for me,” you murmured, brushing the hair away from his face. “Now just let me look after you, okay?”

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The water sloshed around you both as you reached for a washcloth. Suguru was sat between your legs, full weight pressed against you as he leaned into the warmth of your body.

You cupped his face with one hand as the other gently wiped away the ruined makeup that stained his cheeks. His eyes were closed, and he rested the weight of his hand in your palm, enjoying the closeness.

“Suguru?” He hummed but made no move to speak. “I just wanted to say that I’m really proud of you, you know.”

He slowly opened his eyes, face softening at your genuine expression. You looked at him as if he were some precious gem, holding him so carefully as if he might shatter, like glasswork.

“Thank you for everything,” he said quietly.

You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before reaching over for the bottle of shampoo. You rubbed the liquid between your hands until it frothed, then weaved your fingers into the locks of Suguru’s hair, scratching his scalp lightly as you cleansed it.

“You’ve got Satoru’s birthday party coming this Tuesday, right?”

“I’ll be home late, then,” he sighed.

“Don’t worry about that,” you said, ”I was just thinking… you might have some issues covering up the marks.”

“Oh, fuck me,” he groaned, remembering that you had indeed barely left a square inch untouched from his neck down.

“Again?” you snorted, and he felt you shudder with laughter at your own joke.

“You’re gonna have to hide them for me.”

“Oh? And what if I don’t want to?”

“I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“Could be worse,” you muttered, before tilting your head to brush your lips against his in a soft kiss.

He caught your chin in his hand, cradling it with his index finger and thumb. The feather-light touch tickled ever so slightly, and you could feel him smile briefly as you ran a hand through his hair. His fingers slid along the curve of your neck and threaded into your hair as his thumb caressed your cheek. You shivered, goosebumps rising on your arms, and he only took it as an invitation to lean in more. His hand stayed on your chin, tilting it towards him for easier access. A minute, an hour. All he knew was how soft your lips were against his own.

Eventually, his lungs burned for air and you broke the kiss, still so close that you murmured sweet nothings against his lips as you pressed your foreheads together.

Then finally, you barely catch it but it’s there, you hear in the barest of whispers—

“The water’s going cold.”

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urwhorecrux · 10 months ago

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UGH I love sub draco 🫡 if you can I'd love it if you could write something about him!! love ur writing

thank you so muchh this means a lot to me <3

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ birthday boy - d.m

pairing. draco malfoy x fem!reader.

summary. reader visits draco, her friend on his birthday. smut.

warnings. smut, (16+ please), sub/dom characters, p in v, praises, mommy kink.

a/n. idk this can either be third pov or your pov, it''s really all over the place. lmk if yall want a non mommy kink ver.

word count. 1.2k

y/n looks up at the clock hanging on her bedroom wall, "11:02 am" it read. it was the next day, one she had been waiting for since school recently let out.

she stood in front of the mirror, softly flattening her skirt as a final touch to her outfit. she decided to dress up, it was a special day after all. she wore a long, black satin skirt. along with a dark green corset, as it was draco's favorite color after all.

you planned to stay at the malfoy manor, though his father wasn't exactly "fond" of you both seeing each other, it was somewhat allowed. he assumed there would be nothing more than just you two being friends. with a wave of your wand, you apparated to the dim manor. the manor was completely dim, even for such a bright day.

you softly knocked on the door, and soon you faced a blonde-haired guy who stood straightly, a small smirk appearing on his face. he stood tall, wearing a black suit bringing out his every attractive feature.

"you came" he greeted her, taking her hand in his guiding her in.

"'f' course i did, i wouldn't miss my best friend's birthday, and after all these years? no, I couldn't". she laughed, making draco softly chuckle.

draco softly cupped her face, gently pulling it closer to him, planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

"here, happy birthday love" she placed a small, velvet black box in his hands.

in his hands he slowly opened it, revealing a silver black gem ring, two small snakes sitting on each side.

his eyes lit up, admiring the ring with a soft smile on his face. "y/n it's perfect, thank you love", he pulled softly by her waist, kissing her forehead, thanking her.

he inhales deeply, pulling only inches away from her face. the tension around them grew by each second, as the room stayed silent.

"y/n, i um-" he takes an exhale in before continuing, "i-i think I've grown to like you- or, grew to fall in love with you after all this time" he broke eye contact, looking anywhere else around the room but her eyes.

"draco" y/n cupped his face, tilting his chin to be sure he was faced towards her.

"I've loved you for all these years too, idiot" she chuckled, pressing their faces closer together, rekindling eye contact with each other.

he wasted no time, smashing his lips to hers as he pulls her waist into him, bodies touching one another as the passionate kisses began turning into a makeout, draco laying her down over his bed.

he discarded his blazer and soon his shirt, as her heels and clothes went with it. it soon hit her reality, that this was the moment. she soon began straddling him on top, grinding against his trousers.

"let me do the work dray, it's your special day after all, let me just make you feel good", she slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling his boxers down, his swollen cock springing out his boxers.

she whimpers at the sight of his cock, craving him desperately. she runs his fingers through his thick, platinum hair, placing soft kisses up his neck to jawline. she makes her way down to his thighs, softly planting kisses across them before kitten licking his tip.

draco lets out a rough groan as she takes his cock in her hands, pumping him, making draco instantly moan her name as her innocent eyes watch his every movement.

she looks up at him, smiling and slowly throating his balls completely, making him groan even more as his hand clutch around the satin sheets.

"fuck- y/n, feels s-so good" her name repeatedly left his lips every time she swirled her tongue around his balls, then to his roughened tip.

she bobbed her head in a circular motion, holding down a steady pace, hollowing her cheeks, pulling him deeper in her mouth.

"fuck y/n, just like that j-just keep going", she swirls her tongue around his cock, sucking on his tip each time she slightly came up. her hand began pumping the rest of his cock that couldn't fit into his mouth, making sure every part of him was fulfilled with pleasure.

he began slowly bucking his hips, making her softly gag. she noticed his cock twitched in her mouth as she began hollowing her cheeks and sucking deeper, her hand moving to his balls and massaging them, helping him reach his high.

he let out a low whimper of her name as his warm milky ropes shot down her throat, leaving his legs slightly trembling. y/n whimpered as she pulls her mouth away, adoring the sight of draco's cock leaking as clear white ropes piled around the pair.

she smiles at him, unzipping her skirt, and slowly unbuttoning her corset, her full breasts flowing out of it. his pupils widened at the view in front of him, admiring every detail.

"god y/n, you're absolutely beautiful, all this for me?", his hands began roaming down her body, admiring her, taking in every detail possible.

she starts grinding her now bare cunt on his still hard cock, earning a soft whimper from the boy she was now straddling. his hands grasped around her waist, guiding her around his cock, which now was covered with her lubricating juices.

"sit back f'me dray", she insisted. she slowly began pumping his cock, lining his tip against hers, slowly sinking down on it.

they both became undone as a moaning mess, filling each other perfectly.

“mhm.. fuck- you’re so big draco.. you fill me up so good inside”

she starts slowly adjusting, now softly bouncing against his cock, resting her hands against draco's chest as she throws her head back in pleasure, squeezing her eyes shut in pleasure.

“fuck, you’re so tight around me y/n, y'taking me so well”, draco praises, his hands grasping around her waist tighter.

"you like this dray?", she leaned close into his ear, making him shutter at her tone.

'y-yes mommy" his breath hitched, whimpering at y/n suddenly controlling her pace and going faster, her walls now hugging his cock with every movement.

y/n began placing soft lovebites across his neck, finding his sweet spot causing draco to softly whimper.

she gently wraps her hand across his throat, choking him lightly, making draco whine. she pulled him closer, capturing her lips on his muffled moans.

she quickly broke this kiss with a loud whimper, screaming out his name as every thrust brushed her g-spot.

“shit.. you feel so good inside me dray, m' so close”

she rolled her hips faster by every second around his cock, her tits jolted with every movement, his mouth latching softly on them.

"fuck- never felt this good mommy" his breath hitched as he felt his cock twitch around her walls, indicating the both of them were close to their high.

"cum for mommy, baby", y/n rolled her hips around him faster, tightening her grip across his chest.

draco's moan filled the room, moaning her name without caring who was even around as his warm ropes filled inside her.

y/n let go completely, cumming over his cock as her walls remained clenching around him.

both of them pant heavily, as the room filled with nothing but the summer heat, they were both a mess with visions blurring.

"fuck, i've been wanting that for so long love" draco said, softly caressing her cheek.

y/n giggles, "happy birthday dray" she smiled at him tiredly, pressing loving kisses over his face.

a/n. i made this all in class ahhhkijsijk.

#harry potter #harry james potter #draco malfoy x reader #harry potter smut #draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy x reader smut #harry potter x reader smut #draco malfoy imagine #draco fluff #draco imagine #draco headcanons #draco x reader #draco malfoy

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nkogneatho · 1 year ago

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Just asking is it ok if I request a lactation kink for gojo?! Are your asks open!! No problem if it's not <3

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊

—cw: fem!reader with big boobies, lactation, nip biting, thigh riding, titty milk spray (bro idk what to call it), gojo calls you mommy.

—a/n: okay this is nasty asf and not everyone's cup of tea so don't read if any of the warnings ick you.

They say curiosity kills the cat. Not when it comes to Satoru. Not when it's you. The strongest always made sure to attain the knowledge of everything within his reach. That is how exactly you ended up mewling like a kitten when he latched his mouth on your lactating tits.

Gojo was always amused by your tits. How they looked so perfect, bouncing whenever you ride him. How it was always rubbing against his chest when he fucked you in missionary. But this might be his new favorite thing about them.

"Ngh—Toru," you purred.

"Fweel gwood, hmm?" He muffled with a mouthful of your nipple. "I lvove wyour twits—fuck!" He unlatched his mouth to moan, dark pink tongue swiping against milk glazed lips to taste it all, making sure he doesn't waste a single drop.

"You taste so sweet, baby. Makes me wanna have you for breakfast everyday." Satoru grabbed you by your waist, changing positions quickly so now you were on top of him while he laid back on the headboard.

"Toru? Baby, what are you doing?"

"Just lemme do, mkay?" You nodded and let him do his thing. Satoru's slender fingers toyed with the string of your panties, and soon enough snapped them apart. What's there to worry about? He'll just buy you another one.

"Grind on me," you weren't sure what he was upto but it's not like you had a way out of it. With the heat that was settled on your cheek now traveling your wet core, you started rubbing your pussy on Satoru's thighs. His body temperature was cooler than yours. It baffled you how he managed to keep his calm everytime as he toys with you while you here are burning with lust, shyness and pleasure. You straddled on him a few times before picking up a pace. However, Toru wasn't doing anything yet. You thought he was onto something more (he is) but all he did was watch you with his lustful gaze

"You close, baby?"

"Mhm—hafta cum, toru. Please," you begged grinding harder. That is when the white haired played the card up his sleeve. As you approached closer to your orgasm, Satoru grabbed your tits and squeezed them so now both of your bodies were getting messy with your milk.

"Toru, what—no. Look—'s makin' a mess," you cried, not stopping though.

"I'll wash it, babe—fuck! I need to do this," he pressed both your tits together, your perky nipples spraying his now opened mouth. And the missed drops traveling from his jawline, to his chest, then to his thighs which you were getting off on. You pussy juice and your tit milk mixed together. Tears formed your eyes, from the overstimulation and the embarrassment. It was too much. No no. You weren't crying because it was bad. You were crying because you felt like a pervert now that you were cumming, and whining his name so loud. That might've been the most intense orgasm you've had because it lasted thirty fucking seconds.

Satoru's hand let go of your tits—which bounced back—and snaked to your back, big hands rubbing you till you calmed down.

"Mommy did so good f'me." Your cheeks heated up once again in embarrassment of the nickname, and he chuckled at your reaction. You are so pretty. And he is so lucky to have you who let him play with you.

Yeah he washed the sheets don't worry.

#gojo x reader #gojo smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #gojo drabbles #gojo scenario #tw.lactation kink #tw.lactation #tw.dark content #gojo x female reader #gojo x fem!reader

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vamp4kaulitz · 8 months ago

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I BEG PLS DO A BILL KAULITZ X FEM READER WHERE YOU PEG AND DEGRADE HIM PLS PLS PLS PLS LIKE THE IDEA OF BILL WHINING UNDER U UGHHH

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 || 𝐁.𝐊

pairings: sub bill x fem reader

warnings: degrading, pegging, reader riding bill like there’s no tomorrow, whiny bill, reader lowk being a asshole, teasing, face sitting, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it!), crying out of pleasure, mentions of toys, and overstimulating.

a/n 💌:: omg gais im so sorry for not posting in a while, i lowk forgot i had tumblr😭😭 i will start posting more if i don’t get lazy!! wrote in all lowercase. not proof read.

“bitte mama…! i need you right now..” bill whined as he slowly grinded on your hand, trying to get something out of it. right now, you were watching a movie and bill has been needy all day, constantly begging and wanting attention. “i thought i told you i will help you after the movie is done, can’t you behave?” you rolled your eyes at him..but you couldn’t lie, you liked seeing him rut against your hand like a lil’ bitch in heat.

“b-but— you’ve been neglecting me all day..! i can’t hold back anymore mama, i cant cum without your help..” bill argued as he continued to be the needy bitch he is. you ignored all his pleas, continuing your movie. bill whimpered and got up from the bed, walking over to the closet and pulling out a box, that reveals all the sex toys he owns.

he walked back over you and laid next to you. you heard all his little cute noises, making you want to fuck him already.. “mama…bitte..” he begged as he started to rut against your arm again. you finally got enough and you paused the movie and threw the remote and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “you just can’t wait can’t you? so fuckin’ desperate that you gotta rut against me. sluts like you don’t deserve to fucked.” you growled and he whimpered. “m’ sorry mommy..” he whimpered and you scoffed.

“slutty brat, you only care about your pleasure.” you rolled your eyes and then kissed him. as you both kissed, your hands snaked down his waist, taking off his black and white pajama pants. you threw them somewhere and took off his boxers, his red and throbbing tip greeting you. “aww, did i really neglect you this much?” you chuckled as precum oozed out of the tip. you slowly stroked him, letting his precum coax your hand and his dick. he whimpered as he gripped onto his pillow..aw how cute.

“s-stop teasing me!” he whined. you heard buzzing coming from somewhere and you looked for the source and found his pink bullet vibrator. you smirked as you saw his pink tight hole squeezing the vibrator. “such a slut, wanting me to touch you like this. is the vibrator not enough for you slut?” you chuckled and slapped his tip. you took it all in one go, making him moan loudly. you started to work your way with him, using both hands. he threw the pillow and gripped your hair like there was no tomorrow. “f-feel so good mommy—!!” bill moans loudly as he started to thrust his hips upwards. he started to push your head down as he thrusted upwards.

a few minutes later, he started twitching in your mouth, obviously showing he’s about to cum. after one last thrust, he slams your head down and cums into your mouth. you pull away from him and swallowed all his cum. “tasty.” you smirked as you watched him try to catch his breath. you took off your shorts and panties, revealing your wet dripping cunt.

bill literally moaned at the sight of your wet cunt. he knows he’s the only one who gets to see such a sight like this, and it makes him even more harder. you grabbed your phone and turned up the vibrator inside of him, making him moan loudly that could be passed as a scream. you grabbed his tip, taking him all in one go, catching bill off guard. “m-mommy—! w-wait..please..!” he moaned as he gripped the bed sheets.

“oh? but this is what you’ve been begging for all day? your gonna take it like the good fucking whore you are.” you said and took off your hoodie, revealing that you had no bra on. you lifted up and started to move your hips, his dick hitting inside your warm walls. bill grabbed your waist, gripping the fuck out of them. you gripped onto his neck, slightly chocking him. all his little pathetic moaning only turned you on more.

you felt him twitching inside of you, making you chuckle. “aw, is my little pathetic bitch boy already cumming? is this all you got?” you teased as you tightened your grip around his neck. bill face was so messed up, his eyeshadow and mascara running down his face, his sweat making his messy hair stick to his face. “so fucking ruined, all for me.” you smiled, as you started to ride him faster.

“come on bitch boy, cum inside of my warm pussy, you wanted it so much right? now you’re gettin’ it.” you spat. bill started to thrust upwards, him slamming your g-spot. you threw your head back and started moaning, clenching down on his dick. “thank you so much mommy, m’ gonna cum all in this pussy, m’ gonna get you pregnant with my babies..!” bill groaned out and with a few more thrusts, he came inside of you.

he pulled out of you, collapsing on him. you both were out of breath, all sweaty, sticky, and hot. you gave him some sweet neck kisses, to show affection. only a little while later, you felt yourself getting tired. you started to close your eyes, only to have them shoot open as bill entered his dick back in you and started to thrust his hips.

“b-bill—!” you shouted, moaning loudly as it caught you off guard. “m’ sorry mommy, but i need to cum in this pussy once more!” he said. you were really in for a long night huh?

a/n💌:: i wrote this in one fucking sitting💀, anyways gais I might open up requests again! I js need to finish up some other stuff:3 hope you enjoyed, tysm for reading!!

pic credits: estachinita and 7kaulitxz on pinterest

—hika🕷️

#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz smut #tokio hotel x reader

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just-a-ghost00 · 5 months ago

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Who is your soulmate/twin flame? - Pick a Bangchan aesthetic edition

Twin flame is usually a term used to designate a specific type of soul bond/ soul contract between two individuals. They are sometimes refered to as « a single soul coming from the same egg » that got seperated before being incarnated. Each bearing different wounds, they navigate lifetimes to hopefully heal and reunite, becoming one again. Twin flames could be what you could say is Plato’s definition of soulmates. In modern times, the term soulmate refers to two distinct souls that have shared many lifetimes together and are meant to cross paths again in this lifetime to teach each other lessons and help each other resolve karma. Whether we are referring to one or another, both have in common a deep sense of love and connection. Whether you enquire about a twin flame or a soulmate, know that they aren’t necessarily a romantic partner. They could be of any gender. They might not be incarnated yet. They could be a child, an adult, a parent, a friend, a coworker. If you proceed with this reading, you should step in it with an open heart and mind. Take only what resonates and leave doubt at the gate. As you read, you may find that the person I’m describing sounds like you. That is because soulmates/TF tend to mirror one another. If it doesn’t feel like anything that makes sense to you, then maybe this reading held no messages for you today. Yours truly,

Just a ghost.

Group 1 - Rocky Chan🤘 Channeled song : BTBT from B.I feat Soulja boy & DeVita

Tarot : 8 of wands, Queen of swords, ace of swords, 9 of wands, 2 of cups, The Fool

Oracle cards : Ametrine - Make your big dreams your big life, Shiva Lingam - Go all in on your essence, 3 Dolphin - Socialize and celebrate life, play

Messages from Merlin :

Mandragora spell - Be the master of your beliefs : Your fears and anxiety are the product of your beliefs. Stop ruminating, for none of it is meant to happen. Your beliefs shape your reality so transform them to make them reflect your wishes and thus materialize them.

Red dragon & white dragon - Shed light onto your shadow : Shed light onto your inner conflicts. By accepting your mistakes and fears with humility, you’ll allow your trust and harmony to take back their rightful place in your realm. Don’t hesitate to apologize to and forgive yourself.

Whyvern spell - Choose consciously : Before you give in to temptation and follow a thought, a project or a person, take the time to learn more about them. Listen to your reason and intuition in order to avoid delusions. You can then peacefully envision what’s next.

Significant signs : Pisces, Gemini, Scorpio, Cancer, Sagittarius, numbers 8 1 9 2 0 3, letters F P A S L , colors like pastel pink / purple / ocean blue /red, dolphins, snakes, white dogs

Key words : idealist, hopeless romantic, Peter Pan syndrom, mommy issues, creative, connection, playfulness, emotional immaturity, soft hearted, touch starved, loyalty, inner child healing

This reading is going to be quite lengthy so bear with me. Grab a pen and a notebook if you wish. This person feels rather masculine. They are a soulmate of yours without a doubt. In terms of looks and general information, they have rather wavy hair and a lean body. They’re a swimmer or they enjoy any kind of activity related to water, like fishing or diving. They have tanned skin. They probably have kind of a surfer vibe. They live near an important body of water or they want to live near water. They likely have clear and shiny eyes, big doe eyes and kind of a lost puppy look. Their style feels pretty flowy and laid back. Probably casual most of the time. They feel gender fluid. They could identify as being bisexual. They are likely younger than you. If so, they are only a few years younger. You might want to check group 2 as well if you hesitated between the two groups. They could like painting as well, especially water coloring.

This person is a dreamer. Eternally dissatisfied with life, they long for more. They seek for thrilling and exhilarating sensations to make them feel alive. They are carefree, playful, innocent in many ways. It’s like they never had the time and space to really grow, to be a child with childlike occupations and worries. They had to grow up and be responsible too quickly too soon, probably because they were the eldest of their siblings or because they had to take care of an ill relative. They are an idealist. They tend to be very harsh on themselves, they struggle with the feeling of being good enough. They are the people pleaser, the mom friend, the psychologist, the cutie bestie of the group that gives so much but only gets so little in return and would never say a thing about it because they think they don’t deserve to demand anything. They are the social butterfly, the « I have so many friends » that they barely know type. They crave attention, they crave love. They love the idea of love. They are often in their little bubble, wishfully thinking about life and people. They are probably the type that wonders where in the world their soulmate is and WTF they are doing. They idealize love. Probably because they’ve never really been in love. They are incredibly intuitive and sensitive, caring and lovable. They like to make people feel good, to show love through acts of service and affirmations. They are all over the place. They are so excited by life and what it has to offer. They are an over thinker. They are pretty communicative. Though they are innocent and naive, they know pretty well what they want. They don’t hesitate to cut people off when needed. They have a lot of responsibilities on their shoulders. The concept of love and being in relationships is pretty new to them. They lack experience in the matters of the heart. They are a wanderer. They like to travel and explore places but also mindsets and people. This person has the potential to astral travel. They have very vivid dreams and nightmares. Intimacy scares the shit out of them but they crave it just as much as they dread it. This person wants to have children. They love children, love the idea of a big family. Since this person is so creative and dreamy and they have the Play card, they could very well be an artist or someone that has a meaningful presence online. They work in the entertainment industry in some way, shape or form. They tend to burn themselves out. They lack patience sometimes. They might struggle with ADHD or any other form of neurodivergence. They could be on the spectrum. This person’s purpose in life is to bring healing by alleviating the weight of other souls. Hence the entertainment thing. They are meant to distract people from their struggles and shadows so that they can appreciate their existence to a bare minimum and breathe a little. They could enjoy working with kids specifically. Being a teacher or a social worker could also be a thing they are into. They like to share and evolve in groups. Because they struggle with finding a sense of belonging. They feel sometimes like they are not from this earth and something more awaits them. Especially if they are on the spectrums (LGBTQIA+, Autism and so on). It can be hard for them to relate to other people or read the atmosphere in social settings. Being the comic relief of the group helps them deal with the stress that generates. They often wear masks to be liked by other people which gets pretty tiring. Hence they have no energy left to tend to themselves which is why they look for connections where they can rely on their partner without asking for or worrying about anything. They like to be pampered and praised, especially in bed.

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Group 2 - Smiley Chan 😄

Channeled song : You can’t hold my heart from Monsta X Significant signs : Scorpio, Leo, Sagittarius, Gemini, Libra, Taurus, letters S L J P B K, snakes, ravens, numbers 37 19 9 6 11, colors like pastel green / sandy grey / soft blues

Tarot cards : Queen of wands, The Sun, 9 of wands, The Lovers, Page of swords, Justice Oracle cards : The Pillar, 37 Candy Basslet rx - Know your worth, Shungite - Get real with your truth, Bloodstone - Power up your vitals

Messages from Merlin The Wizard :

The 9 Guardians of Avalon - Ask and you shall receive : They guard the order of all things. They ensure the threads of fate twist and twine as they should and at the right time. Be sincere about what you wish for and they shall answer in their own way. Pay attention!

Guinevra Queen of Arthur - There is no King without a Queen : you need the qualities of both masculine and feminine. Combine your thinking with your sensitivity and creativity to your decision making skills and influence. It is within this fair and balanced union that fruitful projects can be birthed.

Tuatha Dé Danann - Message from the silent people : We became Sidhes, people from the underground of the earth we seek to protect. Faes and divine beings, our magic is powerful. Come meet us in the forest, by a lake or a river. Seek our help in the form of a simple prayer and we shall know how to comfort you.

Key words : daddy issues, ambition, balance, communication, spirituality, intensity, depth, grounding, self confidence, self worth, anger issues

There is a lot to cover here and this is going to be a lengthy reading so bear with me. Feel free to take notes, make your own research if you feel called to especially when it comes to the crystals mentioned. So first of all, I want to say that this person’s energy feels like it’s currently in it’s feminine era. Though this person is very balanced in general they are indulging more into their feminine side. They could have long hair and rather tanned skin. They like going outdoors, bathing into the sun, going for walks or running. They are athletic and pretty active. The reason I am saying this is because all of the tarot cards we have here are illustrated with very feminine characters. Now this person is very much owning their power and doing their best to unapologetically be themselves. In the past, they struggled with their body image and sense of self but it seems like they are coming to terms with that. They have strong boundaries and there’s a depth to them that could really trigger/scare people, including you. This person has been through so much they can’t be bothered anymore. They don’t have time for mind games, petty lies and arguments. They want to be treated with respect and are willing to do the same so long as you don’t cross them. They are very much down to earth and simple in their functioning : all or nothing type of mentality, be good to me and I’ll be great to you, stab me and I’ll bring hell upon your head. They don’t forgive and forget easily and could hold grudges. This person values honesty, fairness, integrity. They have a strong moral compass and look for people who can match their intensity. They are cerebral. They like to think, to imagine, to create. They have the energy and mentality of a leader, a pioneer, someone that people look up to because they pave the way in a very unique manner. This person really stands out from the crowds. They tend to burden and pressure themselves because they hold themselves in high regard. This is due to their upbringing. They were raised to be the man of the house, regardless of their gender. I have a gut feeling they could identify themselves as genderfluid. They value love and connections, loyalty and compassion. They give their all in relationships and are very protective of the people they love. They are very sensual, kinky even. This person is likely to be a potential romantic partner, whether you know them already or not. They are definitely not a child, though they can sometimes harbor the energy of one. They are bratty and stubborn AF. They get under people’s skin easily whether for good or bad reasons. They elicit strong reactions from people because their vibrations are beyond anything people can fathom.

Sometimes they overextend themselves. They like to give and be of help to others. People tend to feed off of their light like leeches. They could attract a lot of narcissistic people, naysayers and haters just by breathing. This person’s job in this lifetime is solely to trigger people and shake their dusty and sterile belief systems. Which is probably what they’re also meant to do in your life. Honestly, this feels like a twin flame connection. If you were ever wondering if you had one, now I guess you know. If we get more detailed about their looks and general information about them, I’d say they’re pretty curvy. They kinda set the usual standards of beauty off. This person was never meant to fit into a box. They’re their own goddam category. Very very strong energy here. They’re the type of person that maybe wouldn’t match the traditional beautiful/pretty girl/boy stereotype but instead would look magnificent because of what they radiate. Their morals and ideals are their beauty. They’re beautiful because of the way they think, the way they treat people with equity, the way they are deep down when no one is looking. They have unconventional interests or an unconventional way of going about common interests. Their eyes could be what draws you in. Other than that, their voice can be pretty addictive. Their whole being is addictive actually. They are likely to be a foreigner or someone that was raised with a different culture than yours. This person likes to play with their appearance and the way they present themselves. Their fashion style can vary depending on their mood.

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Group 3 - Dreamy Chan Channeled song : My Oasis from Sam Smith feat Burna Boy

Tarot cards : 5 of pentacles rx, knight of pentacles, 2 of cups, 6 of pentacles, 7 of pentacles, king of cups Oracle cards : Ascension, Labradorite - Protect your magic, Pyrite - call on your core power, 15 Clownfish spirit - Protect your home, 43 Koi fish spirit - Just for fun

Possible signs : Pisces, Taurus, Scorpio, colors like soft greens and yellows, baby blue, cows and bulls, white dogs, letters A L P K C

Messages from Merlin The Wizard :

Mordred's betrayals - Don't let anger be your master : your anger isn't a good advisor. Shout, write, dance, talk about your suffering to let go of it but don't let it dictate the next chapter of your story. Whatever struggles you face, stay calm, transmute your anger and then you shall know how to deal with it and find solutions.

Merlin crazy in love - What are you ready to let go of? : To choose is to sacrifice realities that could have been. With each decision, you create your story by giving up on other possibilities. If you are wondering what to do, ask yourself what you would like to experience and what you are ready to let go of in order to get there.

Shadow magic - Transmute fear into strength : It is there, lingering in the shadows. Your fear. It doesn't know how much of a strength in can be instead of weakness. Understand your fear and challenge yourself to be stronger than it. Use it as a fuel to improve and have twice as many reasons to be proud of yourself.

Key words : caring, friends to lovers trope, morning calls and text, feeling lost and helpless, laidback, no strings attached, humanitarian work, anger issues, trust issues

This person is a soulmate of yours. They feel both masculine and femine. Their energy is pretty balanced and comforting. They are likely older than you. They have a look and a body type that's pretty common. Not too fit but not that bad either. They kinda blend in the crowd. You wouldn't notice them unless they wanted you to. They likely have long brown/black hair and tanned skin. But that's just a detail. I heard their appearance doesn't matter, they focus more on the soul. They think they're not pretty is what it is about. They are prettier than they think. But more than anything, they want to be known and loved for who they are deep in their core. When it comes to jobs or interests, this person could do something that inspires people. This is very general and can match a lot of jobs and activities. They like to raise awareness and learn from other people, so humanitarian work seems relevant. Artist could also be a possibility. This person is appreciated in their community for their strong values, their gentle side and work ethic. They never judge anyone or look down on people. They are very giving and patient, understanding. They know what it's like to be afraid or struggle. They've known pain on so many levels that at this point they have a black belt in life struggles. I feel like they want to protect people from the shitty sides of life. They want to help people avoid going through the struggles they faced when they were young. Like, let's say this person is queer and had a very hard time being themselves without facing backlash from other people, now that they've come so far they want to advocate for queer rights and help people that may be going through the same experience. Or if this person was abused, now that they've done their healing they want to help victims of abuse. This person has a lot of empathy and understanding of human condition. They are pretty down to earth and realistic. They like routines and patterns. They either work a nine to five or if they don't, they make sure they always do the same things : get their coffee first, set their equipment and tools, check their emails and notifications then get to work. Get a coffee on their way back, wash when they're home, check their mails again, work some more, overthink. Repeat. They strive for more. They long for more than the life they're experiencing right now. They're going through an awakening. This person had been neglecting the spiritual realm. They were only focusing on the material aspects of life. Concepts of souls or connections that went beyond distance and matter didn't resonate with them up until now. They recently had to let go of something that was important to them. Their life has been filled with sacrifice. This person would let opportunities pass, out of humility or out of love for others. They would put other people's needs first, no matter how much pain they were in. But the scales tipped when someone betrayed them or something felt very unfair to them. Like they were screwed over. This person lost confidence because of this and went through a very dark time in their life. They have struggled with depression and anxiety. They've had health issues, their abundance was affected by this situation. They could have lost a lot of money or important business partners, for instance. They could have lost their job or home or even their family. This person is now at a place in their life where they're back on track. They've worked on themselves, fought to regain control over their life and create a reality they could be proud of. Their finances are going well, they somewhat feel fulfilled but in the back of their mind it's like something's missing. They long for connection and attention. Something genuine and light hearted. I think this person has started to date. Or at least, they're open to the idea.

#Pick a card #spiritual pac #love pac #soulmate #twin flame

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marilynthornhilllover · 8 months ago

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Hi, Can I have a request on "strict mommy!Morticia addams" x reader?

Darling can I be your favorite?

mommy!Mortica Addams x fem! reader

Warning: smut , indecent language , reader being a brat , punishment , dress code restrictions , spanking , vampire kissing method , slight drawl of blood , praise kink , degradation kink , choking kink , spitting kink , pet names in French , slight hair pulling , finger teasing , fingering , orgasm denial , mommy kink, slight tiny after care.

You and mortica's relationship was very photogenic - meaning that no matter what aspect you looked at it from, you will always find something absolutely breathtaking. You and mortica were completely inseparable, your love for each other was as strong as European poison.

You and mortica had been married for two years, today marking your 3rd year anniversary together. Mortica had already planned something of her style for you. Today was your day and she's gonna make sure that you enjoy it to the best of your ability.

She first insured that Wednesday went to a teens camp far away where she wouldn't be able to ruin anything, and that pugsley went to golf practice with his father.

The morning started off great with soft neck kisses, breakfast in bed, and a warm bubbly bath.

You were preparing yourself in your shared bedroom as mortica also prepared herself in the bathroom. You had picked a skin tight maroon dress with an open back and slit sides to wear to dinner but you hadn't confirmed it with mortica - matter of fact you haven't even told her you bought it and had planned to wear jt.

When you were both newlyweds she'd never allow you to wear inappropriate clothing out of the house or atleast when she's not around. But that was a long time ago, maybe she'd allow it since it was after s special occasion and plus she's gonna be right there by your side.

You pulled your dress, pulling it down your legs alittle as you tried fixing the slits at the side. you hadn't even noticed that the raven haired goddess was staring at your body through the mirror. You felt her gaze burning through you, averting your eyes to hers she emerged from the shadows, her heels clicking with every step that she took.

You smiled at her, which she returned but it was a far cry from what she was thinking. Maybe seeing you in a dress like this for the first time without warning did something to her. Her hands gently snaked their way around your hips towards your abdomen giving it a slight squeeze pulling your body towards hers.

She let out a sigh while maintaining eye contact in the mirror.

" this dress is a bit short no?" You chuckled before turning in her arms. Her freshly washed hair engraved with rosemary and lavender from her shampoo plus her perfume were both intoxicating, and the way she looking at you made you want to lose you sanity.

" Yes but I can wear a stocking under it" you replied only this time she chuckled. Her eyes were always dark and showed no emotion but something about you wearing this dress in public set them ablaze as something more than lust and desire swirled around in them.

" your not wearing this dress y/n" it's not that mortica was the jealous type but she was very protective when it comes to property that's hers. It's not something that you hated, just something you tried to avoid. Too be honest there was nothing totally wrong with the dress, no excessive cleavage was being shown just your back and half of your thighs were exposed to human eye.

But for mortica that was way too much skin. Not that she didn't want you to dress up, for some things are for only her to see.

" Oh come on mortica, please, I mean tonight is our night" you spoke in a voice that usually gets under her skin, hoping that this time it would But tonight mortica was standing on business. But so were you.

" y/n I said no, now go change into something else, maybe the dress I bought you for your birthday last year" she quirked her eyebrows when you rolled your eyes but chosed to ignored it, she had no time for foolishness or else she'd have to pay a fee for being late to the reservation.

She released her arms from your body before proceeding to walk back towards the bathroom.

" I'm not changing anything, im wearing my dress as it is" you muttered under your breath fixing your hair. You didn't expect mortica to hear what you said, you barley spoke, it was as if you whispered but of course she heard. She's mortica Addams.

Mortica stopped in her tracks before slowly turning around to face you. She felt her lips curve into a sly smirk before her feet took her back to where you were standing. Swiftly she grabbed a fist full of your hair and tugged on it, you whined as your back arched onto her.

" that you hated them" you whispered noticing how much power she held in her eyes.

" what did I say about brats darling" her voice was smooth and sultry as her hot breath tickled your neck. Her grip only got tighter every second that you waited to answer. You groaned before making eye contact with her in the mirror as your hand held the one that she had in your hair.

" and what else?" She asked pulling harshly on your hair again demanding an answer. You squirmed as you could already feel how damp your panties were becoming.

" f-fuck but you love punishing them, tish please" mortica laughed as she released your hair, shoving you up against the wall, her thigh pressing against your clothed center.

" begging already ma chérie?" She asked in a deep husk voice, Feeling as her knee shifted against your clit while her hand found it's place around your neck squeezing gently. You bit your bottom lip staring into her eyes. She chuckled darkly before her lips connected with yours in a deep and meaningful kiss.

The kiss was Passionate at first causing mortica to take a further step by biting your bottom lip causing you to moan into her mouth giving her the perfect entry to slip her tongue into your mouth. You were already breathless for this woman, completely on your knees and at her mercy, ready to obey and work like a slave just to impress her.

She deepened the kiss, her tongue flicking against yours in a war like manner, it was clear that she was the dominant one, the mommy.

She pulled away from the kiss dragging your bottom lip along with her, causing you to let out a needy whine but it was already obvious that you won't be getting what you truly desired from her, after all this was a punishment. Hearing your Ridiculous cries for pleasure must have set of something in her, because it just added fuel to the fire.

She pulled on your lip a little more drawling blood, you winced pulling away from her completely as you gently bit down on the opening to seize the bleeding. Mortica smiled before sighing. She turned around and walked away from you before proceeding to sit down on the edge of the bed.

She clasped her legs at the ankle and sat elegantly, her perfectly toned legs and pretty face always did a number on you. And God you loved everything about her.

" crawl to me darling" she whispered her voice laced with pure lust. You breathed a slow chilling breath shuttering at the way her eyes ran over your body. The way her eyes gazed upon your body made your knees weak. Now you knew why gomez couldn't handle all of this. She was too much to handle in the bedroom.

" did I stutter? Or are you choosing to disobey me even more?" Her tone of voice was very Authoritative and her eye contact burning through you wasn't helping. She shook your head, a silent ' no ' before you slowly got down on your knees. you began to crawl towards her, still maintaining the soul snatching eye contact.

Her dark eyeliner and eye shadow, allowed her siren eyes to appear more vividly providing her with the most perfect, what people say " hawk eyes".

Arriving at her feet, completely at her mercy you looked away, who dared you?.

She grabbed your jaw and held your chin in her grasp firmly, not giving you the chance to look away.

" you were always such a good girl for mommy.... what happened?" You knew it was a rhetorical question, so you didn't answer but something in you told you that you should have. Her grip on your jaw tighten before she leaned in towards your face.

" when i tell you to do something you fucking do it, am I understood?" God.... the way she holding you, looking at you, speaking to you was enough to take you out. Her tone was very Orotund. You swallowed heavily, you could hear yourself breathing hard.

" Yes mommy" you replied and she smirked. But you should have know that something else was coming behind that smirk.

" good girl" she whispered beside your ear as she hesitated to nibble on it. You heard her chuckle darkly before she released a long frustrated sigh. You thought nothing of it until you felt a strong grip in your hair pulling your head back a little forcing you to look up at her.

" now your gonna bend over mommy's lap and allow her to punish you right baby girl?" You nodded and she smiled, running her tumb along your lips in a soothing manner, you opened your mouth and took her fingers in. Mortica gasped but only returned you a dirty look. She pressed her tumb flat against your tongue, a silent request to leave your mouth open.

She pursed her lips and spat in your mouth, slowly watching as her Saliva dripped into your mouth and drizzled on your tongue as if it was honey. Smirking she spoke up again.

" swallow" again you obeyed before getting up and bending over her lap. You felt as her warm hands caressed your inner thighs before pushing your dress up your ass. She massaged your butt cheeks for a while, preparing you for what was too come.

Suddenly a loud spank came down on your left ass cheek. You cried out as you clung onto the duvet.

" count for me ok?" You nodded. She spanked you again, your eyes rolled have as you tried to ignore that pain as best as possible. You could hear her deep voice above you, smoothing and comforting.

" 1 " you spoke, voice already becoming hoarse.

" such a good girl for mommy" she replied before her hand came down again with another blow, gentle rubbing the area for you.

" f- fuck 2," you spoke, but she went even rougher now. She moved towards the other cheek and spanked it, hand snaking its way between your thighs and upwards towards your core, finger tips gently brushing against your clit.

" fucking slut, disobeying mommy's commands, I had something so special planned for us and now we're going to be late hmh?" Another spank was giving. At this point your eyes were slightly puffy as tears started flowing from them. And Mortica was already proud of her work.

She slowly pushed two fingers into your cunt before swiftly removing them, your hips pushed back in attempt to chase her fingers but another blow came down on your ass.

" I said to count bitch" she spat harshly causing you to choke on your own cries obeying her order and continuing to count every time a smack was given.

" you want mommy to fuck you huh? Such a whore that you wanted to wear this dress for mommy at dinner?" She thrusted three fingers into your pussy, curling them as her finger pads gently brushed against your g-spot causing you release a pornographic moan in which your eyes rolled back.

At this point you had already lost track of what number of slaps she'd given you. The effect mortica had on you was dangerous, she was like a human drug. One had you'd die for, one that you craved daily, one that you just simply couldn't resist, one had you absolutely needed to survive.

Mortica thrusted her fingers into you slowly, going as deep as her knuckles allowed her, your greedy cunt already begging them to stay as you clenched down on them. She could already feel your orgasm coming, ridiculously fast.

She removed her fingers and chuckled before spanking you one last time before holding you by your waist and sitting you upwards on her as you straddled her hips.

She leaned towards your ear and whispered.

You were hot, needy and sweaty. Not to mention sexual frustrated and absolutely left deranged. Mortica smirked before kissing your forehead as she slowly trailed her finger nails down your abdomen making you shiver.

" put on something better, we leave in 5 minutes and when we get home I'm gonna fuck your brains out til I remind who you belong too" she pushed you off her, leaving a ghost peck on your lips before existing the bedroom.

You laid down on the bed for a couple more minutes catching your breath, you couldn't wait til later tonight, because maybe just maybe, when she said she'll be fucking you brains out.... it just might be the other way around, but either way, there's enough big straps available in your sex basket..... waiting patiently to be used.....

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ATEEZ Imagines: Your First Time Having Sex With Them (fem!reader) - Maknae Line Ver.

Hyung Line Ver.

🔞 (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

TW: protected sex (S, WY) unprotected sex/creampie (MG, JH) sub!reader (S, MG) dom!reader (WY) switch!reader (JH) oral reader receiving (S, MG) oral reader giving (JH) birthday sex (S) forced eye contact (S, WY) manhandling (S, MG) choking (S, WY) praise (S, MG, WY, JH) scratching/marking (S, WY, JH) lingerie (S) sexting (MG) daddy kink (MG) doggy style (MG) mirror sex (MG) car sex (WY) mommy kink (WY) brat taming (WY) degradation (WY) breast/ nipple play (WY) fingering (JH) jerking off (JH) begging (MG, WY, JH) cock warming (JH) finger sucking (JH) overstimulation (JH) neck kissing and biting, dry humping, hair pulling, groping, undressing, pet names, dirty talk, moaning, whimpering, making out, cursing

San:

You and San had been having such a passionate, ever-evolving relationship, and it all came to fruition on your birthday

All you were expecting from him was a gift and maybe a little cake

Little did you know that your boyfriend had MUCH more planned for the day…

He woke you up with breakfast in bed, showered you in gifts, AND took you out to dinner

And of course, he also prepared a cake before you left, and as soon as you got back from dinner, he immediately busied himself with getting it ready

You felt so special and loved, you just couldn’t help but stare at him lovingly

“What?” he asked, laughing lightheartedly as he looked up at you.

“You’re just amazing.” you replied, walking over to him.

“Awh, baby…” He set down the utensils he was using and took you in his arms, his strong hands resting on your waist. He studied your features, eyes sparkling and upturned in a small smile.

“Now you’re the one staring.” you teased him. “Why’s that, hm?”

“You’re just the most beautiful birthday girl ever.” he complimented you, slowly shaking his head back and forth in disbelief.

You felt a tug at your heartstrings, and couldn’t stop yourself from pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to crash your lips against his. He gladly reciprocated, not thrown off guard whatsoever. He immediately matched your intensity, devouring you more and more as his hands snaked up around your waist. Your own hands moved up to his hair, gripping onto it for stability.

“You look so good in this…” he murmured against your lips in his deep voice as his hands roamed around the fabric of your tight dress, gently squeezing the plush of your ass.

“So handsy, San…” you teased him, tugging at the dark locks at the nape of his neck scoldingly.

“How can I help it, look at you…” he grinned, cocking his head to the side in false innocence.

You mirrored his coy smile before pulling him back down to kiss him again. This time, you pressed your tongue against his lips to request entrance. Of course he obliged, lacing your tongue with his own.

“Beautiful, the cake…” he pulled away suddenly, gasping for air. He gestured to the counter halfheartedly at the semi-decorated cake he had been preparing for you a few moments ago.

“It can wait.” you snapped back, your eyes darkening. “I’d rather have something else right now.” You bit your lip and pressed your hips against his now hardened cock. “Besides, are you really going to deny me of my birthday wish?”

The final cord of resistance snapped within him, blood rushing straight to his core at your seductive declaration. He lips twisted up into a pleased smirk as he leaned back to look you in the eye. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

You nodded your head in confirmation.

“I’m gonna need words, pretty girl.” he demanded, eyes narrowing as he shot you another playful grin.

“I want you to fuck me, San.” You placed your hands on his chest, leaning into him with such desperation that he almost melted on the spot. “Please?”

He let out a short chuckle, nodding down at you leisurely. Without a moment’s notice, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you down the hall bridal style, kicking open your bedroom door and plopping you down on the bed.

He began kissing your neck ravenously, trailing his tongue all the way up and down and grazing it with his teeth sloppily. You winced at the miniscule pain, but were quickly distracted by the way his hard cock was grinding against your already wet core. You needed the layers of clothing that separated the two of you to be gone. You needed to feel him.

“San, let’s take off our clothes.” you requested, tugging at his hair to get his attention.

He placed a delicate kiss against your jaw before glancing back up at you. “As you wish, birthday girl.”

He rolled off of you and began removing his shirt and pants, frantically ripping open every button and zipper until he was free of them. You were surprised he didn’t tear his clothes in the process.

As you reached up to undo the zipper of your dress, he stopped you, grabbing your wrist tightly. The shock and sensation made you shiver in anticipation.

“Let me, beautiful.” he instructed, eyes softening as he gazed into yours which were wide and pooling with suspense.

Your heart began to beat faster as he undid the zipper, tugging it slowly down your back with a feather-light hand until your back was exposed. He slid the straps down your shoulders, revealing the lacy black lingerie you were wearing underneath.

He cocked an eyebrow, looking up at you expectantly. “Love, did you plan this?”

“Of course not, don’t be silly…” you assured him with a suspicious grin, rubbing your thighs together innocently. “I just wanted to wear something special for my birthday.”

He smirked, then nodded in understanding even though he didn’t truly believe you. He went back to undressing himself, removing his boxers to reveal his hard-on. It was aching with desire, swollen red and leaking with pre-cum.

However he was more focused on getting you out of your dress, and went back to sliding it down your hips until you were left in just the lingerie. He straddled you once again, kissing you with a newfound ferocity as his hips rocked against yours. His dick was pressing straight into your folds through the lace of your lingerie, giving you the friction you longed for. He briskly pulled back after indulging you for a bit and pulled the rest of the lingerie off of you. Your tits bounced back against your chest, nipples perky with desire.

He brought his hands up to the necklace you were wearing, fiddling with the dangling gems. It was the one he had given you earlier today as one of your birthday presents. Something about seeing you naked before him in nothing but that necklace riled him up to no end.

“Jesus, you’re a work of art, love…” he marveled, hands roaming over your body once more. He groped at your breasts and hips, taking all of you in and biting his lip. “You’re almost too pretty to eat.”

You were about to question him, but were taken aback as he unbuttoned the bottom of your lingerie, revealing your bare pussy to him. He brought his face up to it. “Almost.”

You let out a shriek as he licked a flat stripe up your slit, fingers prying you open to allow him to dive in for his meal. He ate you out like a starved man, swirling his tongue all around your sensitive nub with just the right amount of pleasure. You gripped onto the sheets, bucking your hips upward to feel more of his mouth. As you got closer to your release, he intuitively began flicking his tongue in and out of your pussy with short, quick strokes.

“Holy shit, San! Stop!” you cried out, tapping him on his bare shoulder.

He snapped his head up, looking at you with mild concern. “What, is it too much?”

“No, it was divine…” you reassured him, pushing some of his hair back. “But I’d much rather finish on your cock.”

His eyes widened at the sudden realization. A devilish grin quickly made its way onto his face, and he promptly crawled back up overtop of you. He held himself up with one arm and pumped his cock a few times with his free hand.

“Are you sure you’re ready, beautiful?” he huffed out, making such intense eye contact that you couldn’t help but swoon.

You nodded your head frantically. “I’ve never been more ready for anything. I want you so bad, San.”

He leaned over and pulled a condom out of his dresser, allowing you to watch impatiently as he slowly opened the package and rolled it on.

“Look at me.” he demanded, hand going up to your jaw. You jumped a bit at his sudden dominance, but were still excited to see what he did next. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, understand?”

You barely had time to respond before he started entering you, slowly grinding his dick into your gummy walls. You gasped as he stretched you open, but followed his orders and kept eye contact with him the whole time. Once he was fully inside of you, he began snapping his hips upward at a relentless pace. He had decided not to drag things out and instead focus on your release, since you were the birthday girl after all.

“Holy shit…” you breathed out shakily, your eyes starting to squint shut.

“Hey, what did I say?” he snapped, slowing down his thrusts. When you didn’t change your behavior, he brought a hand up to your neck, squeezing lightly. You let out a small yelp at the sudden contact, but felt your cunt clench around him in arousal. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

You nodded up at him with huge, doe eyes. “Yes, San.”

“Good girl.” he praised, removing his hand from your throat. He picked the pace back up, making your head fall back in ecstasy. You maintained eye contact though, letting all your moans and whimpers spill from your lips.

“You sound like an angel.” he panted into your ear, pounding you into the mattress further. “I just can’t stop myself when it comes to you. You’re my forbidden fruit.”

Your eyes began to squint shut again, but you quickly snapped them back open. San noticed this, and grinned approvingly. “God, you are such a good girl, you know that? Such a good listener.”

Drunk off his cock, you couldn’t even formulate a response, and instead just nodded your head. He chuckled at how fucked out you already were.

“Is my pretty girl going to cum all over my cock?” he asked in a sweet voice, cocking his head to the side with an affectionate pout. “Use your words, love.”

“Y-yes, I can feel it…” you quaked, feeling your entire body begin to vibrate in anticipation. “I’m sorry it’s coming so soon…”

“Oh, it’s okay, love, I’m not too far myself…” He pressed his forehead to yours, staring straight into your soul through your eyes. “Go ahead, beautiful. Cum for me.”

Your hands flew up to his back, nails scratching all the way down as your mind and body dissolved into a sea of euphoria. “F-Fuck, San!” you sputtered with a shattered breath, twitching underneath of him.

“Shit love, if you keep twitching like that I’m gonna…” San suddenly whined, his mouth falling open in pleasure. “Fuck it…” He grunted loudly, bucking his hips forward as hard as he could to empty his load inside of you. The headboard was rattling against the wall, and you were bobbling around like a helpless rag doll, but you were in too much bliss to care.

As you both caught your breath, you began laughing lightheartedly along with each other.

“That was the best fucking birthday gift ever…” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He smiled brightly, leaning down to give you a sweet kiss on the lips. “Well the day’s not over yet. I’m gonna go finish up the cake and bring you some. You just relax here, okay?”

“Sex and cake?”you marveled as he rose up from the bed. “You’re spoiling me rotten today, San.”

He grinned to himself as he walked out of the room, still completely naked. You took in the light sheen of sweat on his skin, his toned muscles, and the scratches that now graced his back. He was the real work of art.

“Well, it’s what you deserve.” he shouted back down the hall. What a man.

Mingi:

The two of you had already been fooling around for a while, pretty much having done everything besides actual sex

You had many conversations about what you both liked and didn’t like, you knew all of each others kinks and boundaries, and you even had a safeword picked out

So why hadn’t you had sex yet?

Well, right as you were planning on doing it, Mingi had to go off on tour

Your relationship was still going strong, but you were both incredibly sexually frustrated for months

Although, he had been giving you plenty to work with while he was gone. He sent you tons of spicy pictures, videos, and detailed sexts about what he would like to do to you once he got back…

It made you so excited that you could barely contain yourself on the ride to the airport the day of his arrival… you had missed him so much, in more ways than one.

As he opened the passenger door to your car, he gasped with a big, dumb smile on his face. “Y/N!”

“Mingi!” you cheered, gesturing for him to get in the car.

He excitedly threw his bag into the backseat, then dove into the car to give you a giant hug.

“I missed you so much.” he sighed, nestling his face into the crook of your neck.

You giggled, patting him on the back. “Awh, I missed you too Mingi! But we have to go or we’ll start getting honked at.”

“Fine…” he huffed, sitting back up in his seat and closing the door. Once he was buckled in, you began driving back to his apartment.

“So how was your trip? Tell me everything.” you asked, trying to focus on the road even though all you wanted to do was look at your beautiful boyfriend.

“It was a blast, but it was exhausting.” he explained. “Still, it was really nice to see all the fans. I truly didn’t know we had so many. I’m so grateful.”

You glanced over at him with a smile. “Well, you guys deserve every single one.”

He grinned appreciatively with a tiny blush. “Thank you, baby. I really do love them all. Although, I’d be lying if I said you weren’t my favorite.”

“Oh?” you questioned, looking back to the road.

He placed a hand on your bare thigh, squeezing it tightly and making you hold your breath. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear, a sudden intensity in his voice. “Y/N, I can’t wait to make you mine as soon as we get home.”

You bit your tongue to keep from moaning, wanting to pull the car over and let him destroy you in the backseat. But you knew your first time with Mingi had to be more special than that.

“Well, I can’t wait to give myself over to you...” you replied huskily, lacing your fingers with his in your lap. He thought you were just being affectionate, but really you were gripping onto his hand for stability so you wouldn’t crash the car. “Not that I didn’t enjoy all the teasers you sent me while you were away.”

He chuckled, releasing your hand so you could put it back on the wheel. “Yeah? What was your favorite?”

You squinted your eyes, thinking over all the lewd content he had sent you over the past few months. “It was all great, but my favorite would probably have to be the video of you jerking yourself off and moaning my name over and over…”

He smirked cockily, leaning back in his seat. “I thought you’d like that one… I enjoyed all the things you sent me too, you naughty little girl.”

You grinned cheekily, puckering your lips. “Which ones?”

“All of them.” he laughed, shaking his head. “But my favorite was definitely that picture of you pleasuring yourself in one of my shirts.”

You pressed your knees together, feeling yourself get wet at the memories of your sexts. God, this was going to be a long drive home.

Luckily, you guys got off the topic of sex for a little while. Mingi told you all the funny things that the other guys did while on tour, and you filled him in on how all your friends were doing. It was a good conversation, but you couldn’t ignore the light sheen of sweat building on the back of your neck and your heart beating in your core. You needed Mingi so bad, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could wait.

Finally, you arrived at his apartment. He immediately walked up the stairs, pulling his keys out from his pocket.

“Aren’t you going to grab your suitcase?” you asked, following him.

“It can wait. I need you on my bed, now.” he grunted, fiddling with his keys impatiently. He unlocked the door, gesturing for you to go inside in front of him. As soon as you both made it inside, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, making you squeak in shock. He locked the door behind him and walked down the hall to his bedroom, throwing you down on the bed so hard you heard the springs creak.

“Mingi, you’re being so rough…” you teased him, sitting up on your elbows.

He said nothing, pushing you back down by your shoulders and kissing you hungrily. His entire body pressed up against yours, so much that you could feel the desire radiating off of him. He furrowed his brow as the kiss deepened, his hands trailing up your arms to pin your wrists down to the bed. “God, I’ve waited so long for this. Every day I’ve spent away from you has been absolute torture.”

You whimpered as he kissed you hard again, pulling away with a sharp inhale to catch your breath. “It’s been hard for me too. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about you, Mingi.”

He began trailing kisses down your neck, and you could feel him smirking into them. “Yeah? Tell me what dirty thoughts were running through that pretty little head…”

You struggled against him, wanting to touch him so bad but not being able to as he was restraining you. “You throwing me down on the bed, ripping off my clothes, making me go on all fours, cumming inside of me, and calling me your princess…” you panted desperately, hoping that if your fantasies pleased him, he’d let you go.

“Awh, you’re so naughty…” he teased, only tightening his grip on your wrists. “Does my little girl want me to fuck her that badly?”

“Yes, please Mingi…” you let out with a strangled moan. You never could’ve imagined yourself being so desperate for a man’s touch, and would’ve been ashamed of yourself if it was for any other man but Mingi. But he had you in such a chokehold that you couldn’t help yourself.

“Uh uh uh, what’s my name?” he shook his head, looking down at you sternly.

You gulped, pouting apologetically. “Please, daddy.”

The pleased smirk returned to his face, then he stood up on his knees to straddle you. He began unbuttoning his shirt at a painfully slow pace, sliding it off his shoulders delicately. You shamelessly gawked at his gorgeously toned physique, wondering how you ever found a man so fine.

“Sit up for me, princess.” he instructed, snapping his fingers.

You did as he asked, trying to ignore the contractions in your pussy from being ordered around by him. He then whipped your shirt off your head and tossed it to the side, unhooking your bra and removing it as well.

He then got off of you, standing on the floor in front of you. You whimpered pathetically, thinking he was leaving you.

He chuckled at your cute pout, then got down on his knees. “Don’t worry princess, I’m just prepping you.”

In the blink of an eye, he ripped off your skirt and panties, throwing them over his shoulder dismissively. Without warning, he dove headfirst between your legs, licking your pussy in circular motions as his big nose pressed against your clit.

You screeched at the sudden contact, hands flying straight into his hair to grip onto it. He hummed at the pleasurable sensation, sending vibrations straight to your core. He began bobbing his head back and forth, eating you out in such a perfect, sinful rhythm.

The raunchy sounds of him devouring your cunt were music to your ears, as your breathy moans were to his. He gripped onto the plush of your thighs, prying your legs open even further to give him more access.

“God, you taste so good. I could never get tired of eating this pussy.” he panted breathlessly before diving back in. He began delicately sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue over it in tiny kitten licks.

Once he had deemed you prepped enough, he stood back up, wiping your wetness from his face. He licked the back of his hand, savoring the taste of your slick. The sight was so scandalous it drove you up a wall.

“Please daddy, can you please fuck me? I’ve waited so long, I need you so bad…” you cried, feeling frustrated tears well up in your eyes. God, you sounded so pathetic, but you couldn’t help it. The longing for him had been unbearable these past few weeks, and now that he was right in front of you, you couldn’t take it any longer. Your pussy was aching for his dick to be inside of you.

He pouted at your desperation, unbuckling his belt and sliding it off his waist. “Awh, don’t worry princess, daddy’s gonna take good care of you.” He finally unzipped his pants and slid them down his legs along with his boxers. “I know it’s been hard. You’ve been such a good girl waiting for me.” He placed a fist on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly to give you a loving kiss on the lips. “Now, what was that fantasy you had again? Going on all fours?”

You nodded, looking up at him with your big, glistening eyes. His last reserve snapped.

“Okay. Get on all fours for daddy, princess.” he demanded, pulling back to allow you to get in position.

You flipped around faster than you ever could’ve imagined, leaning down on your elbows and hoisting your ass up in the air with an arched back.

Mingi but his lip at the sight of you bent over in front of him, your cunt leaking with desire for him to ruin you. He groped your ass a few times as he got back on the bed, standing up on his knees behind you.

Finally, he pressed the tip of his dick to your hole and began thrusting inside of you, not being able to tolerate anymore foreplay. He may have seemed put together earlier, but the truth was he was yearning to be inside of you just as much as you wanted him to be.

You cried out at the sudden intrusion, gripping the sheets beneath you. As he sunk further into your pussy, you began rocking back and forth to help him along.

He grinned at your eagerness. “My princess is so needy for me… you look so good right now, you know that?” he grunted, gripping onto your hips. He glanced down to see your ass squishing up around his hips, bouncing against them as he thrusted his hips forward.

He began to pick up the pace, driving his dick into you at a faster tempo. You kept up with him, continuing to push your ass back in time with his thrusts. You glanced into the vanity mirror beside you, gasping at the lewd sight of him taking you from behind.

He noticed this, and glanced over to the mirror with a smirk. “You like watching me fuck you?” He grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back up to look again. “Look princess, look how fucking sexy you are taking my dick like a pro…”

You whimpered at his praise, your arms dropping out from under you. Your back was now in a perfect 45 degree curve up into his dick, giving him the perfect angle at which to fuck you. The mirror also seemed to be arousing him further, as he began pounding into you even harder. He gripped onto your hips, leaving little red marks that would later turn into bruises.

“Harder, daddy, harder…” you whined, wiggling your hips against his in desperation. You were to overcome with pleasure to match the rhythm of his thrusts, but you still needed more friction.

“Yeah? You want more?” he asked, panting loudly. He happily obliged, keeping the same rhythm but thrusting harder, going so deep into your core that he was bumping your cervix. It was exactly what you wanted.

“Oh fuck, daddy…” he moaned with a yelp, knuckles turning white at hoe hard you were grilling the sheets beneath you.

“Shit, princess, your pussy is so tight…” he huffed, throwing his head back in pleasure. “I’m gonna finish soon, where do you want it?”

“Inside, daddy, inside!” you cried out.

He bit his lip as his hips began stuttering messily, until the cord in his abdomen snapped, and he began emptying his cum straight into your pussy.

You tightened up around him at the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you. He made you feel so full, and so whole. Your vision went white, and before you knew it, you were melting into your orgasm and falling flat on the bed.

“Oh my god, daddy! Yes!” you screamed, tossing your head back and forth so hard your hair was flying all over the place.

“Fuck, yes, princess!” he groaned in pleasure, holding your hips up in place for you. You both slammed your hips against one another as you rode out your orgasms, until you finally relaxed, panting wildly as you caught your breath.

He slid out of you, getting up off the bed. “Don’t move, princess.” he told you in a much softer tone than he had been using previously.

Not having much of a choice, you remained still on the bed, until you flinched at the feeling of something touching the spot between your legs. You whipped your head around to see Mingi cleaning you up with a towel.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he smiled apologetically. “Just wanted to help.”

You smiled back at him, rolling over to allow him to clean up your front as well. You sighed as he finished up, tossing your head back against the pillows. “God, that was so worth the wait.”

“Hell yeah, it was…” he chuckled, crawling back up overtop of you. He began peppering kisses all over your face, then panted one big, long one on your lips. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mingi.” you replied, brushing some of his hair back. “More than anything.”

Wooyoung:

Woo pretty much just woke up one day and decided today was going to be the day. He knew you were ready, you were both just waiting for the time to feel right

So of course he communicated this to you and acted accordingly, right?

Wrong. We all know him. He made his desires known by being absolutely insufferable the entire day.

Of course you were out with friends too, which made it all the more irritating

He knew his teasing was getting to you by the way you’d blush whenever he slid a hand up your skirt, or how your knees pressed together whenever he whispered something suggestive in your ear…

On the ride home, you decided that Woo needed to be put in his place. And you knew the perfect way to do it.

Once you had parked the car, you slid off your seatbelt and glanced over at Wooyoung. He was getting ready to exit the car, when you slammed your arm across his chest, forcing him back against the seat.

He looked over at you, a shit-eating grin wide on his face. He knew exactly what was coming for him.

“Care to explain what that was about?” you asked sternly, cocking your head to the side impatiently.

“What do you mean, baby?” he asked innocently, blinking quickly like a naive child.

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “You know damn well what I mean, Jung Wooyoung. Why have you been teasing me all day?”

He shuddered slightly at your sudden ferocity, clearly aroused. “I just wanted to get your attention, baby.” he squeaked out, smiling affectionately.

But you knew better than to fall for that charming smile and those puppy dog eyes. You weren’t an amateur.

“Well, you certainly got it.” you grinned evilly, moving your hand down to his neck. You ghosted your fingers over it, then clamped down on his windpipe with your hand. “But you know what to call me.”

He inhaled sharply, pushing down the pleasured chuckle that threatened to erupt from his throat. “Yes, mommy…”

You grinned approvingly. “Good boy. Now get into the backseat.”

He widened his eyes, blinking cutely and pointing behind him. “Really? We’re doing this here?”

You shot him a dangerous glare. “Is that a problem?”

He sensed your irritation, and decided not to push any further. He’d rather just take what was already coming to him. “Not at all mommy…”

He exited the car and walked around to sit in the backseat. You patiently went about your business, reapplying your lipstick, fixing your hair, fiddling through your purse…

“Um, mommy? Are you gonna come back here with me?” he asked, lurching forward nervously.

“In a second, baby.” you reassured him, staying focused on the mirror in front of you. You couldn’t resist making him wait this out.

Finally, you got out of the car and entered the backseat, straddling Wooyoung’s lap. Without a moment’s notice, you began ravishing him with your lips, kissing him so passionately it made him go weak in the knees. You brought your hands up to his hair to tug at it harshly, making him whimper into your mouth.

He quickly matched your energy, snaking his hands up your waist. You were quick to slap them away, pinning his hands to the back of the seat and narrowing your eyes at him. “Did I say you could touch me?”

He fought back a smile, knowing it would just get him into more trouble. “No mommy. I’m sorry.”

You clicked your tongue, deciding to overlook his mistake. This was your first time after all. You had to be a little generous with him. You went back to devouring him with your lips, allowing your tongue to slip into his mouth and explore it.

He did as you wanted, although his hands were leaving scratches in the leather seats of your car. You began to roll your hips against his core, feeling his solid girth struggling against his jeans. You pulled back, cupping it with your hand as you pressed your forehead to his.

“Who made you this hard?” you demanded, gripping his balls tightly through his jeans.

“You did, mommy…” he whined, throwing his head back at the long awaited contact you made with his bulge.

“Mmhm…” you nodded, massaging along the length of his cock. “And who does this pretty little dick belong to?”

“You, it belongs to you, mommy!” he cried out, bucking his hips forward in desperation.

You grinned, removing your hand from his core. He winced at the feeling of your hand leaving him, but quickly settled down once he noticed you beginning to remove your top.

“Yeah? Prove it to me.” you spat, now topless in front of him. He marveled at the sight before him, wanting to touch your breasts so bad. His mouth fell open, and he licked his lips hungrily.

“Don’t stare, baby. Get undressed for mommy.” you instructed him, helping him unbutton his shirt. While you did that, he removed his belt and slid his pants and boxers down his legs, until he was totally naked underneath you.

You leaned back against the center console to remove your shorts and panties, giving him a phenomenal view of your dripping pussy. He was fiending to touch you, but he knew better.

You reached an arm up to the glove compartment, grabbing the emergency condom you had been keeping in there since you and Wooyoung began dating. He smiled affectionately, then zeroed in on you rolling it down onto his hardened cock.

He was expecting you to begin lining him up with your entrance, but instead you leaned back, bringing a hand forward to play with your pussy tauntingly.

“I just find it so amusing…” you began, rolling two fingers over your clit in a circle, “how bold you were today, how much of a brat you were being.” The squelching sounds of your wet cunt were driving him crazy. “And look at you now, laid out in front of me, desperate for me to fuck you. Pathetic, really.”

He shuddered at his own arousal, feeling his dick twitch up on its own in his lap. “I know, mommy… I’ve been so bad.”

“You really have.” you replied with a disappointed sigh, beginning to finger yourself. His mouth fell open at how jealous he was of your fingers for getting to be inside of you. “I don’t see why I should fuck you at all.”

His eyes widened in panic. “Mommy please, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to make you upset, I just wanted to get your attention! But please, you just have to fuck me. I’ll do anything! I’ll be so good for you, mommy…”

You chuckled, finally pushing yourself off the center console to straddle him once again. “Alright baby, that’s enough groveling. I think you’ve learned your lesson for now.”

He let out a deep sigh of relief, letting his head fall back against the seat. “Oh, thank you so much…”

“You can start touching me as soon as you’re inside of me, okay?” you instructed, finally softening for him. You couldn’t tell him this, because his attitude would get out of control, but all you really wanted was to make him feel good.

He nodded obediently, smiling up at you in anticipation.

Finally, you sunk down onto his cock, pumping him inside of you inch by inch until you bottomed out. He was already a whimpering mess at the first insertion, his airy moans floating delicately up to your ears.

“Oh my god, mommy, you feel so good…” he panted, cautiously bringing his hands up your waist again. When he didn’t get scolded, he allowed them to start roaming as you started bouncing up and down on his cock.

“So do you, baby… I swear this dick was made for me.” you complimented him, gripping onto his shoulders.

“Because it was.” he replied cheekily, bringing his hands up to your breasts. He squished them in unison, shamelessly staring at them with his mouth agape. “Mommy, your titties are perfect…”

“Yeah, you like them?” you asked with an amused giggle. He nodded, continuing to grope them in amazement. “You wanna suck on them?”

He looked up at you with huge, doe eyes. “Can I? Really?”

You nodded, and in an instant, he was flicking his tongue over one of your nipples, rolling it around in a circle. He then took it in his mouth and began sucking delicately.

“Shit, baby…” you huffed at the sudden pleasure, thrusting your hips even harder against his. You were sure the car was shaking, but you couldn’t care less. All you could focus on was Wooyoung sucking on your titties like he was trying to milk them try.

He looked up at you, lips still clamped onto your hardened bud. He pulled away momentarily. “Does mommy like it when I suck on her big titties?”

You nodded, running your hands through his hair affectionately. “Yes, baby… you make mommy feel so good. You’re being such a good boy…”

He grinned, then switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the last. You began furiously fucking him, fogging up the windows with your hot breath. You could feel your climax quickly approaching, and gripped onto his shoulders even tighter.

“You’re going to make mommy cum, baby…” you told him, throwing your head back in pleasure.

“Go ahead mommy, I want you to cum first…” he replied, groping both of your breasts and looking up at you with a loving smile.

You pouted affectionately at his gesture. Even after all that teasing, he still wanted you to cum first.

“My, you really are such a good… boy… fuck!” you squealed, slamming your hips into his at a relentless pace. Finally, you dissolved into pleasure, melting all over his perfect cock.

“Am I? Am I mommy’s good boy?” he asked. He moved his hands down to your hips, gripping onto them tightly and bucking his hips up faster to continue getting himself off.

“Yes you are… you’re mommy’s good little boy, Wooyoungie…” you moaned, falling down against him as your orgasm came to an end.

He swiftly caught you in his arms just in time to hit his own release. Clutching onto you for dear life, he pounded his dick up into you harder than he ever could’ve imagined he’d do, finally cumming inside of you.

“Oh… oh god, mommy! I’m cumming! Fuck! Yes!” he whimpered pathetically, completely overcome by the physical pleasure of his own orgasm. Once he had finally emptied all of his load, he held you tightly in a loving embrace. “Thank you, mommy…”

“Y/N now, baby…” you told him, pulling back to brush some of his hair out of his face. Your usual sweet nature returned as you placed a kiss on his forehead. “You did so good, Wooyoungie.”

He grinned appreciatively, leaning back against the seat.

You studied his features, taking in how beautiful he looked… his hair was messy, his skin was glistening, and his shoulders were riddled with fingernail marks. You began to giggle at him.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, thrusting up into you to jostle you around.

“I was just thinking… it’s a good thing I sprung for those tinted windows.”

He laughed along with you. “Don’t tell me that, now I’m going to tease you in public all the time.”

“And I’ll put you back in your place every time, Wooyoungie.”

Jongho:

All of this happened because you had a ridiculous obsession with your boyfriend’s fingers.

The day started out super wholesome. You were having a lazy day at his apartment in celebration of his day off from practice

He was currently playing some video games, his eyes glued to the screen as his fingers skillfully worked the controller

You were lying down on the couch next to him, pretending to be on your phone. In reality, you were shamelessly staring at your boyfriend, not being able to take your eyes off his irresistible fingers

You couldn’t control yourself any longer and set your phone down, sitting up to get his attention…

“Jongho…” you called out to him in a sweet voice. He simply grunted in response, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Baby…” you tried again, a bit louder this time. You were hoping that the pet name would make him perk up, but you still got no response.

This called for desperate measures. You smirked mischievously and placed a hand on his thigh, leaning forward to purr into his ear, “Jongie…”

The screen flashed red, signifying that he had died in his game. He groaned and tossed the controller down on the coffee table, then shifted to face you.

“See what you made me do?” he huffed, feigning annoyance. “You distracted me. I hope you’re prepared to face the consequences, angel.”

You smiled innocently. “I’m sorry Jongie, but you weren’t paying any attention to me.”

He sighed, then placed his hands on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly. “Hm, so needy…” He attached his lips to your neck, peppering feather-light kisses along the side of it.

You inhaled sharply, gripping onto the fabric of his hoodie. You leaned your head back to allow him more access to your neck. He continued trailing kisses up along your jaw, then finally brought his lips to yours. He kissed you lovingly, making your eyelids flutter shut.

“Why don’t you tell me what you want, angel?” he asked affectionately, his eyes dark and hazy.

You placed your arms around his neck, looking up at him with a seductive grin. “I want you, Jongie.”

“I’m all yours.” he replied, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. “But you’re going to have to be more specific.”

You prepared yourself by taking a deep breath. Looking into his eyes once more, holding him in your arms, you realized you couldn’t have been more sure that you wanted him. No, you needed him.

“I’m ready.” you told him, a determined spark in your eyes. “I’m ready for sex, if you are.”

He seemed slightly surprised, but gave you a warm half-smile. “I am too. I had a feeling today would be the day.”

You scoffed. “Then why have you been playing video games and ignoring me all day?”

He chuckled, shrugging innocently. “I didn’t want to pressure you! I had no idea that you also wanted to!”

You laughed along with him, ruffling his hair. “I know, Jongie. You’re so sweet to do that for me.”

“Yeah…” he grinned, leaning back down to whisper in your ear. “But not too sweet.”

He nipped at your neck, making you wince. You were surprised, yet aroused at the same time.

“Jongie, you’re so rough…” you marveled, bringing a hand up to his dark brown hair.

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet, angel…” he chuckled evilly. He then ripped off your top and sweatpants at lightning speed, barely giving you time to adjust. His eyes trailed down to the wet spot on your panties, making you push your knees together in embarrassment.

“Oh, what’s the matter angel? What happened to that eagerness from before?” he taunted, placing his hands on your knees. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed. I feel honored that I was able to get you so worked up by hardly doing anything.

You smiled appreciatively, then allowed him to spread your legs open once again. He grinned and placed two fingers over the wet spot, making you jump at the sudden contact.

“I wonder, what got you so wet? I was just playing a game…” he inquired, rubbing the pads of his fingers back and forth in a sensual rhythm.

You weren’t planning on telling him, because it was slightly humiliating, but the way he was moving his fingers over your clit through your panties made you blurt it out. “It was your fingers, Jongie… you were just moving them so fast, and I…” you stopped yourself, gasping at your sudden confession. Your mouth seemed to have moved all on its own, not being connected to your mind at all. Your body was running on autopilot, and Jongho was the engine.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. A satisfied smirk took over his expression, then he hooked those beautiful fingers into the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs. You weren’t wearing a bra, so you were now completely bare before him.

“If you like my fingers so much…” he began, teasing your entrance with the same two he was previously rubbing circles over your panties with, “why don’t I pleasure you with them?”

With that, he began sinking his two fingers into your core, pumping the digits back and forth at a torturous pace. You inhaled sharply at the feeling, tensing up as if to brace yourself for the physical pleasure you were feeling. When he had finally curled his fingers around the spongy spot inside of you, he brought over his other hand to slowly rub delicate circles over your clit.

“Holy shit, Jongie…” you panted, gripping onto his arm. His fingers felt even better than they looked, and you couldn’t help yourself when it came to indulging in the feeling of them.

“Does that feel good, angel?” he asked, cocking his head to the side with a devilish grin. “Are they everything you hoped for?”

“Yes, Jongie…” you replied, your voice cracking pathetically. Right as you felt yourself twitching towards release, you grabbed onto his wrist and pushed his fingers out of you.

He furrowed his brow in a concerned manner. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

You sighed affectionately at how worried he was. “No darling, it’s just…” you trailed off, not quite knowing how to answer. Your eyes darted down to his own core, clamping onto the bulge that pressed against his thin sweatpants. Gaining an idea on how to respond, you leaned forward and groped it with a naughty smile.

“Oh…” he remarked, finally realizing what you wanted. He mirrored your smile, placing a hand over your wrist to move your hand out of the way. “Does my angel want my cock?”

You nodded eagerly, romping him to push down his waistbands and let his hard dick spill out. Damn, you thought, if his fingers felt that good, imagine how good this is going to feel…

“Angel, it’s impolite to stare.” he scolded, shaking his head at you. “If you want it so badly, then do something about it.”

You were stunned. You had never seen this side of him, this assertion, this sternness… and god, you wanted more.

You reached forward again, this time wrapping your hand around his cock. Firmly grasping the base, you began pumping back and forth, all the way up to the tip. You brought your other hand around and began massaging his balls. Your actions kind of mirrored his from when he was fingering you earlier, it was just the anatomy that was different.

“Oh, shit…” he breathed out, his head falling back involuntarily. He focused his eyes down to your pretty hands which were currently working wonders on his most sensitive areas. He met your eyes, which were looking up at him expectantly. You looked so pretty while jerking him off.

“Angel…” he pleaded, his eyes softening as he looked down at you. “Please…”

“I’m gonna need you to be more specific.” you fired back with the same line he had given you a few moments ago, a cocky grin wide on your face.

He scoffed, not sure whether he should feel proud or offended. However, all he cared about was the throbbing of in your hand, and how it was aching for more. “Can I please fuck you?”

You removed your hands and laid back down on the couch. “I’m all yours.”

He swallowed hard, fully removing the rest of his clothing. Now with both of you completely undressed, he hovered overtop of you, positioning his cock at your opening. He looked up at you one last time, and as you nodded, he began inserting himself into your hole.

He groaned as your tight walls closed in around him, welcoming every single inch with a warm, wet embrace. “Shit, you’re so tight, angel….” You hissed at the initial feeling, but quickly adjusted to it and began enjoying yourself.

“Jongie… more…” you whimpered desperately, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. You were leaving small crescent-moons in his skin with your fingernails, but he didn’t seem to care.

“You want more, angel?” he asked, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead. He began thrusting his hips forward, plunging his cock back and forth at a gradual pace.

“Yes!” you cried out in approval, wrapping a calf around his back to lock him in.

He grinned at your intense reaction, doubling down on the power behind his thrusts. “Do you like that? Does that feel good?”

You nodded frantically after each question, no longer being able to process words. You were hypnotized by the way he drove himself in and out of you, pelvis pressing up against yours. He leaned down to kiss you, hard and passionately. His tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring it quickly before pulling back, forehead still pressed to yours between a thin sheen of sweat.

“Angel, I’m not gonna last…” he heaved, furrowing his brow at the coil being wound in his abdomen that was about to snap. “It feels too good.”

“Do it, Jongie…” you instructed, wrapping your other calf around his waist to clench onto him even harder. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him down to place your lips against his ear. “I want you to finish inside of me.”

His final shred of hesitation melted, and he began emptying himself inside of you. He cried out, his voice going up to a higher pitch, and he shoved his head into your shoulder to muffle his loud moans. They were so loud that you could still hear them echoing off the walls, even with his attempts to silence them.

“Holy shit…” he exhaled, slumping overtop of you. “That was fucking amazing.” He suddenly pulled back, gasping to himself. “Oh, but you haven’t finished yet!”

You giggled at his concern, taking his dropped guard as a chance to flip him over and pin him down to the couch by his wrists. “Well, why don’t you let me fix that?”

You ducked down to his waist, trailing kisses all the way down his abdomen and stopping above his dick. It was only a little bit soft, but you wanted him nice and hard for your orgasm. You placed a hand at the base, then placed your lips around the tip, bobbing your head up and down in time with your hand.

“Oh my god…” he groaned out airily, gripping the couch cushion beneath him. “It’s so sensitive right now… and your mouth feel so good…”

It didn’t take long for him to get bricked up again. You released his member from your mouth with a “pop” sound, then wiped your lips and moved to straddle him once again. Without warning, you sunk down onto his cock and began riding him.

“Fuck, angel…” he sighed, eyes rolling up to the back of his head. “You look so hot right now…”

You grinned, looping your fingers through his own and gripping onto one of his hands. You used to think holding hands during sex was silly, but with Jongho, it was sensational.

Now in control, your pressed your abdomen down on his, stimulating your clit in time with the roll of your hips. Your tits were swinging back and forth in his face, prompting him to skillfully catch a nipple in his mouth and begin sucking on it. His free hand moved to the plush flesh of your ass, groping and massaging it sensually.

“Jongie… I…” you whimpered, feeling yourself getting close. He could tell by the way you were snapping your hips forward at a brutal pace that it wouldn’t take much more to get you there.

He brought your interlocked hands down towards his face, then released your fingers from his. He began placing kissed on the back of your hand. each of your fingers, then took two in his mouth and began sucking on them.

“You know, I have a thing for your fingers too.” he smirked beneath you. Once they were nice and wet, he brought your hand down to your core and massaged your clit with them.

“Jongie!” you cried out in exasperation. With just a few more rolls of your hips, you were coming undone, twitching overtop of him with your hair flying wildly in your face. You were moaning just about as loud as he had been earlier.

“That’s it, angel, let it all out… that’s a good girl…” he talked you through it, letting you fall into his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair.

You finally caught your breath, settling down. You began laughing to yourself.

“What is it?” Jongho chuckled, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“It’s just… who knew we would both be so loud!” you giggled, hiding your face in the pillow.

He laughed along with you, ruffling your hair. “God, I knew I was rubbing off on you, but I didn’t know it was this bad…”

He then went to pull out, but you stopped him by gripping onto his shoulders. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Can we just… stay like this for a bit?” you asked, eyelashes fluttering desperately.

“Of course. I can’t say no to my angel.” he replied, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead. You smiled, then curled back up in his arms, slowly drifting off to sleep. What a great day off.

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Kinktober 2023 day 3

Bath/shower sex and mommy kink with....

Fem! reader. Also contains some edging and roleplay. This is pre Stellaron Cocolia, she is still the Supreme Guardian btw

Your best friend Bronya's mother was your long-time crush, you had met her countless times and she always treated you so kindly and lovingly, like a true mother. You never once thought she'd agree to date you but she did, and she seemed quite eager about it as if she had the same thoughts for a while. But still, you decided to keep your relationship a secret from others, especially Bronya.

"Oh my, Y/n~ Have you come to meet Bronya?" Cocolia chimed as you stood on her doorway early morning, a small smirk on her face.

"Ah- not really, I was just...." you trailed off with a blush making her chuckle and grab your wrist.

"She already went out for training but you came at a perfect time. Come in, there is some help I require~"

You nodded and she swiftly pulled you inside her house then you followed her as she went to her room followed by opening the door to the bathroom.

"I was going to take a bath, would you help me wash my back?"

"S-Sure!" you agreed almost instantly and she smiled then instructed you to wait inside the bathroom while she fetched her clothes and other bathing things. Your mind rushed through various scenarios at the sudden turn of events, but you were more than glad to indulge in them. Cocolia came in soon after with just a towel wrapped around her body and her soft blonde hair tied into a bun.

"Hmm...." she hummed and approached you before pressing her body against you, "Why don't you take off your own clothes too? They might get wet otherwise. And I'll wash you as well as a way to return the favor." She leaned near your ear to whisper, "You'll let your mommy take care of you, right?~"

You shuddered at her husky voice and warm breath brushing your ear, clealry getting aroused from her ministrations. But you found yourself removing your clothes with haste and standing in front of her with a reddened face. She grinned then suddenly pushed you against the wall of the shower booth, the movement making her towel drop from her body and her beautiful breasts on display for you.

"Wait, Cocolia— mhm!~"

She instantly pressed her lips on yours, preventing you from speaking anything. This wasn't how you thought things would go when she proposed for you to help her bath, but now you realize it couldn't be more obvious.

"Your timing to come here was too perfect....I wonder if you were already aware of Bronya's morning training today?~"

"....She told me last night when we were chatting."

"My~ Such an opportunistic girl, your Supreme Guardian is impressed. Now, as promised, I'll wash you up~"

"I thought I was supposed to wash you first?"

"Now now, don't care of the details too much~"

She turned on the shower and started kissing you feverishly, her hands softly cupped your face while yours were wrapped around her waist and slowly moving down to cup her ass. She felt your hands roaming on her body and smirked before releasing the kiss.

"How impatient you are....so eager early in the morning~"

"I believe you are the eager one here, mommy~"

Ah, you shouldn't have said that. A switch flipped in Cocolia now. She harshly turned you around pressed you into the wall while snaking her arm around your waist and placing kisses on your back. Your back arched then her hand travelled down between your thighs and touched your slit, you let out a low moan feeling her fingers play with your clit while her lips sucked on your shoulder to leave marks.

"Being a bad girl so early in the morning. Do you want your mommy to discipline you?~"

"Mhm....y-yes....aahn~"

"Hehe, there there~ Leave everything to your mommy~"

She bit down on your neck and sucked hard, drawing a surprised gasp from you as her teeth sunk in your skin. Her fingers were already rubbing your folds now and you felt them prod at your hole before being pushed inside. You moaned and arched forward more, trying to support yourself on the wall but the slipperiness from the shower made it difficult.

"So wet....even with the water, I can tell these are your own juices dripping down. My girl is so eager for me~"

"Yes, mommy! Please, I want you inside!"

"Shh shh~ No need to be so restless, your mommy knows when you want it~"

Your mind was becoming hazy now, her fingers scissored inside your spongy walls and thrusted with ease. She hit all your sensitive spots easily, as if she knew your insides like the back of her hand. Her tongue lapped up your ear before gently nibbling on the edge while her other hand pulled you closer to herself.

"I-I'm cumming, mommy! Please let me!~"

Your moans resounded in the bathroom and Cocolia relished every single noise you let out. She suddenly flipped you once again to make you face her and immediately kissed you while thrusting her fingers in quick successions now.

"What a good girl I have. Come on, release for your mommy now~"

That's all you wanted to hear. You threw your head back as you finally orgasmed, coating her hand with your slick. She pulled it out and licked off every single drop before smiling and softly kissing you.

"You'll do your mommy too, right?~"

Your eyes widened but you quickly nodded making her chuckle, "Come with me, I prepared something extra~"

She lead you out of the shower booth and made you stand beside the bath tub that was already filled with water, rose petals and a fragrant body wash. You climbed in together and she straddled your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck and lovingly gazing at you.

"This....did you already know I'd come?"

"Hehe~ No, I prepared this for myself earlier. But I get to share it with you now~"

You smiled at her and pulled her in to crash your lips on lips, engaging in a passionate and heated make out. Your lips glided over each other's with ease, your tongues intertwining in ecstasy. You felt her grind against your thigh, seeking her own release impatiently now.

"Come on, don't keep your mommy waiting~"

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junethestudent · 1 year ago

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Mommy’s Helper

MILF Irene x F! Reader

TW: Spanking, discipline, degrading, face-sitting, and aggressive behaviors.

You had recently taken up a new job as a housekeeper for a single woman in her 30’s, what shocked you most when you met her was her beauty.

“I’ll be gone most of the time on the weekdays, but I’m here every Saturday and Sunday,” she smirked slightly before leaving.

And so with that you started your job. For the first few weeks it was merely cleaning and sitting around, on the weekends she would return and stare at you, wine glass in hand, as you tidied her house.

That was the routine for what seemed like ever until one Friday night she returned home, around 8:00pm.

From the flushed look on her face you could tell she had been drinking, her sweet voice softly mumbling into your ear as you helped her inside.

“Ah, Irene are you okay? Irene?” Your voice was a mixture of worry and frustration. You had just finished cleaning and now you had to worry about this drunk woman. The smell of alcohol clung to her breath as she stared into your eyes.

You felt her arm wrap around you suddenly and her lips meet your neck. The feeling of her lips suctioning your skin caused you to let out an unwarranted moan, and as she pulled away a purple mark tainted your skin.

“Irene stop that!” Again you cried out but it was far too late to turn back now. She began to grind against you, hot friction between both of your legs. You gave into the temptation and kissed her deeply in return, your tongue snaking into her mouth, and her swirling her tongue in return.

“Be a good girl for mommy, tell me what a slut you are~,” she pulled from your kiss and roughly turned you around, your body pinned against the kitchen island. Her slender fingers caressed your soft skin as she pulled your tiny skirt down.

Her grin widened as she noticed your wet panties, she slipped them to the side and bent down, her hands spreading your ass cheeks open.

Her tongue swiped in between your two tight holes, back and forth until she pushed her tongue roughly into your clit. She swirled it in a figure eight motion only stopping to smack your pretty little ass.

“Irene.. no more! Not there!” Your cries weren’t heard by her anymore, she greedily indulged herself in your sopping cunt.

With your legs shaking and a satisfied smile she rose to her feet and brought her mouth close to your ear. “I’m only going to tell you this one time, listen to me carefully. If you don’t listen to mommy, you’ll get a spanking.” It seemed as if her drunken state was no longer as she slammed your head onto the counter and thrusted two of her fingers inside of you.

You whined desperately begging her for more as she twisted her fingers deep into your cunt, hitting the start of your cervix. With her fingers covered in your slick she spoke gently but with a firm tone, “Don’t move that gorgeous body of yours.” But you couldn’t help your urges, with your shaking legs you jolted forward against the counter and moaned out loud. It was silent for some moments before her hand lashed hard against your bare ass, your cries were useless in begging for mercy.

Her fingers continuously pumped into you, covering her hands in thick amounts of your slick. Your body felt hot and overwhelmed, before you could realize it your orgasm snuck upon you. Your body shook but you couldn’t make a sound as she carelessly teased you and manipulated your orgasm, resulting in more pain than pleasure.

She only gave you a minute to breathe before turning you around to face her. “One more chance, I’ll give you one more chance. You have to be a good girl this time~ okay?” You nodded obediently and stared up at her.

She leaned herself over the counter and tapped her own ass gently. “Make mommy feel good and you’ll get a treat..,” you nodded and pressed your face into her cunt. She smelled so sweet, like freshly bloomed flowers and honey, in between her thighs and up and down the rest of her beautifully displayed body.

You lifted her dress up and moved her underwear to the side slowly. You could only swallow hard at the sight of her pink tinted cunt staring back at you.

“Irene,” you murmured her name before pressing your mouth to her core and engulfing yourself in her sweetness. She gripped your head deeper into her and wrapped her legs around you, trapping you in.

“That’s a good girl.. keep going for me princess!”

“Mommy- mommy,” your voice croaked in between slurps. Her hands grabbed at your hair. She threw herself onto you, both of you tumbling to the floor before she violently came on your face. Clear fluid oozed onto your face before she dropped onto the floor next to you with a giggle. “Good girl~”

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vlorescent · 5 months ago

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𝕸𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖞 // Suguru Geto • Part Two

S m u t, use of the word "mommy", unprotected sex, loss of virginity, Satoru probably heard it all -- maybe, maybe not, smutty mc smutter smut ♡

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Suguru never thought himself to be the type to struggle to keep quiet. After all, he had been reserved a great majority of his life, his manner collected and at ease.

However, at this moment, he couldn't keep his damn mouth shut.

"Hush, baby~" You whispered softly against his ear, your gentle touch ghosting his lips as you reasoned with him to keep quiet. An aching whine settled in his throat when your hips rocked against his with a slow intent to make him last.

"M-Mmph, fuck~!" His strong arms wrapped around your waist, sinking you further down onto his weeping cock. You gripped his broad shoulders tightly, suppressing a squeal as you felt your cunt take him further. You felt yourself stretch, a raw sting aching for more. Suguru turned his head slightly, his sex haze meeting your own. "Don't... don't hide those pretty noises from me, mommy..." He groaned, leaning in and stealing a kiss from you.

Your hand snaked itself into his hair, your arms resting on the back of the living room couch as nails combed through, grabbing a fistful of his raven hair and tugging. Suguru's head tilted back with force, your kiss breaking. His lips parted, a needy sigh seeping between his lips like smoke. His neck open and vulnerable to your delight. You let your kisses trail down to the base of his neck. You took notice that Suguru swallowed a cry when you kissed the curve where his neck met his shoulder, his cock twitching inside your silky walls. For a moment, you thought it would be loud enough to wake Satoru from his much needed rest.

"Shh, or else I might have to stop." You teased, teeth ghosting his velvet skin. Suguru's hips rolled upwards, his hardened length feeling every curve of your core. His hands squeezed your waist, dragging down to hold onto your hips as he beckoned you to keep moving.

"Fuck, please don't stop." He pleaded with you, leaning in to kiss you once more but you tugged on his hair again, keeping him from being able to do so. He whimpered, his voice low and desperate to keep quiet, but he whimpered still. "Mommy, please~!"

A deep chuckle, one that Suguru thought impossible, bellowed in your heavy chest. He could feel your cunt constrict around him, sucking him deeper and deeper with aching need. His hold on your hips tightened, holding back the urge to dig his nails into your skin. You were exciting him more than he could handle, cries of desperation leaking out silently.

"Be a good boy for mommy," You peppered kisses on his neck, nibbling at the sensitive spot that you noticed before. "and I'll let you cum inside me. Would you like that, sweetheart~?"

God, you were killing him with your wicked tongue, making such tasty promises. How could you expect him to keep quiet when all he wanted to do was cry out praises that he was indeed, your good boy.

Drunk on the feeling of your words, Suguru's hand slipped from your hip and his fingers began to slid between the folds of your cunt. With little effort, he found your silky pearl, the pad of his middle finger caressing your clit with gentle care. With a jolt, you captured his lips to suppress your own whimper. You could feel Suguru's lip curl into a smile, a sense of pride welming in his heavy chest.

"I'm your good boy, mommy. I swear I am." He let you grind your hips against his fingers, feeling your arousal coat them generously. "That's right, mommy. Fuck my fingers like that." He leaned into your kiss, his hips rolling slowly to meet yours. His fingers danced along your clit, smearing the slick to the base of his cock so that he could move with ease inside of you. "Ah fuck, I can feel you squeezing me, mommy. Wanna feel you milk me more~!"

Now, it seemed it was you who was struggling to keep quiet.

Panting softly, your hips continued to ride both Suguru's cock and his fingers. The couch beneath the two of you creaking slightly. The thoughts of your son sleeping soundly just down the hall fading as you chased your release. It was so close that you could just barely reach it. Suguru could see it in your eyes. You were so, so close.

"There it is, there it fucking is. Ah, fuck~ cum for me. Cum on my cock like a good, fucking mommy~!" He rubbed his fingers a bit faster, just enough to push you over the edge.

Suguru hadn't thought he had ever witnessed something so beautiful before. The way your face expressed such ecstacy, the feeling of your cunt pulsing and squeezing his cock, a need to milk him of all his seed. You went to throw your head back, a guttural cry just barely echoing as Suguru quickly covered your mouth with the hand that had been holding onto your hip.

God forbid Satoru woke up now.

"That's it, mommy. Such a good mommy, cumming all over my fingers. So fucking generous..." He had guessed you were beginning to feel overestimated by the way your hips jolted and backed away from his fingers. Greedily, Suguru brought his fingers to his lips and sucked on them without hesitation. 'So sweet, so fucking sweet', he thought to himself as his tongue lapped at your juices. You watched him, your gaze heavy with a sated look. As Suguru continued to suck on his own fingers, you leaned into him and began to kiss the lobe of his ear.

"You've treated mommy so well, baby. You deserve a treat." You told him, your teeth grazing the softness of his lobe. Indulging himself long enough, Suguru pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a satisfied 'pop'. He looked up at you, awaiting your next wish as he continued to thrust his cock with control. As much as he was ready to let go and stop holding back -- he simply couldn't allow himself to do such a thing without your permission.

He needed Mommy's approval.

"Please." He turned to kiss you, the subtle taste of your arousal lingering on his lips. "Please, please, please say I can cum inside. I've been so good, I need it, Mommy~! Please let me cum--"

"Oh, of course, baby boy." Another chuckle bellowed in your throat, kissing Suguru's lips as your hands ventured his body. You found it so cut how his belly tensed as you brushed your touch against him. You wondered if he was ticklish there. You admired the feel of his body, his thighs shaking slightly as he awaited your command. "Mommy wants nothing more than to feel her good boy filling her to the brim with his cum. So please," You dragged your hips against his once more, your slick smearing and making the feeling of his thrusts all the better. "fuck mommy until you can't take it anymore~!"

And with that, Suguru let go of the reins.

In a swift motion, you were flipped onto your back, the plush cushion of the couch cradling you as Suguru hovered above you. Your legs instantly resting on his shoulders as he began to pound into your sensitive cunt. A cry escaped you before you could cover your mouth, instant regret washing over your features as you covered your face in embarrassment... and perhaps shame.

"F-Fuck it, let him hear us." Suguru groaned out, a hand gripping the back of the couch for support. "God, I don't want you to hide those pretty fucking noises from me." His hips moved at an unforgiving pace, thrusting into you with little care if the sounds of your sex echoed through out the house. "I wanna hear what I do to you, mommy. I wanna hear it all."

If he knew Satoru based on how he slept, the sounds of his best friend ruining his mother's pussy wasn't going to be enough to wake him.

He just hoped he was right.

"S-Shit, Sugu~!" You tried holding back your moans, folding your arm across your face in order to soften them. However, Suguru would have none of that.

"Don't you fucking dare." He grabbed your wrists, pinning them to the couch as he drilled himself further into your soppy cunt. "Mmph, fuck, mommy! I'm fucking close. You mean it -- I can really cum inside of you?" His chest heaved, his groans panting as he drove closer and closer to the edge. He could feel it, like a string ready to snap. You began to nod your head feverishly, your legs unhooking his shoulders and wrapping themselves around his hips, locking him in place inside you.

"Give it to me, baby boy. Cum inside mommy~! She wants to feel her baby boy cream." You reach up, wrapping your arms around his neck and began to pull at his hair again. With a final thrust, Suguru felt the string snap.

"Ah fuck~! Ah f-fuck, mommy! Take it, take it! Take my fucking cum~!" With no choice, his head threw back and shot him seed deep inside of you. You felt his body shake, his cock twitching as his muscles spasmed. A long series of whines seeped from him, his hips lightly moving as to keep his load from leaking out of your pussy. His cock continued to pulse, balls aching with each spurt of cum that seeped from him. "M-Mommy, I love you... fuck, I love you, I've always loved you..."

You watched in awe as Suguru slowly began to calm down his high, his body easing as he lowered himself onto you. You instantly wrapped your arms around him and held him close to your breast. You were both panting, a mixture of whimpers and satisfied moans cooing at one another. You brushed back the strand of hair from his face, leaning in and kissing the side of his crown whilst whispering, 'such a good boy for mommy'. Suguru groaned, hiding his face in your breast as the realization of what he had just done crawled up his spine like a shameful sin.

He just fucked his best friend's mom.

He fucked you on the couch of you own home, all while Satoru lay resting in his room not too far away. He knew he should feel sick to his stomach, losing his virginity to the woman who loved and cared for him as if he were her own son. For a moment, he wondered why you would let him do this. And yet, at the same time, he was thankful. You did always insist that if he ever needed you, not to hesitate to come to you. And well, he hoped you still meant it.

Still, he knew one thing for certain.

Satoru was gonna be pissed.

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