#STOP MY FUCKING ABS HURT PLEASE

[oreo-creampies]

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some punishment for bratting, hints of jealous!brat!reader, confessions, full Nelson, praise/degradation, control orgasm, creampie, Satoru doesn't last long once he feels you, cream pie, hints of pussy drunk Satoru, overstimulation, choking, manhandling, light size kink, light begging

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: Imagine you’re being a brat and to punish you gojo turns on infinity so you can’t touch him and you HATE it. He’s driving you insane and you can’t even touch him..oof

Oreo: I'm sorry this took forever 😓, I'm so glad I got to it, it was so much fun to write thank you for this wonderful prompt lovely anon

You’re full of Satoru’s long cock, gliding your sloppy cunt on him. Your sensitive clit rubbing the skin above his cock. “Please I wanna feel your warm cock, I miss feeling your head rub deep in my cunt.” Your cunt spasms, clenching his cock, your thick cum trickling down his balls.

He won’t cum, unable to get close due to not being able to feel your soft cunt gliding on his cock. With his arms crossed behind his head, and a large smirk on his face, he doesn’t seem to be bothered.

Leaning forward, hands above his chest. You want to feel his thick pecs, glide your fingers along the hard line of his abs. “It’s been an hour! My knees and legs are hurting! Please! I can’t keep going!” Pausing with his hard cock stuffed in your sore cunt.

Your knees throbbing, thighs trembling. “I wanna make you cum! Wanna feel your puffy veins pulse right before you do. Please I’m sorry for getting jealous, I wanted all of your attention!” It’s not fair not being able to touch your beautiful Satoru.

Sliding your hand down his bare sculpted chest admiring him. “I know you’re an attention-needy brat no matter how much I give you you’ll always want more.” He grabs your hips, without actually touching you. “That’s what I love about you, you and your greedy cunt can keep up with me.”

Looking away your cheeks burn, “I love you too, I’m worried you’ll tire of me.” Satoru slowly gliding you off his cock, standing up turning you around with ease. Reaching back, the infinity vanishes allowing you to slide your fingers through his undercut over his blind fold. Grabbing a fistful of his fluffy, soft hair.

His chest warm pressed to your back, lining up his cock. You moan in relief, the warmth and softness of his cock head stroking your cunt. “Whose are you?” Nudging in just the tip, holding your there. After being denied so long it’s not enough.

Wiggling your hips, you can't slip anymore of him inside. He hooks your legs over his arms, firmly clasping his hands around your neck. “I’m yours! I'm all yours! I’m a greedy jealous slut who wants you all to myself. I can’t get enough please! Please fuck me!” Moaning, biting your bottom lip, curling your toes.

Satoru feels better than anything else could. His large warm hands around your neck, the weightless feeling of held up and mercilessly fucked. You cry, tensing up when he hits your cervix.

It’s a strange, overwhelming intense almost painful sensation that becomes better with ease hit. Satoru ruts his hips up to meet your hips when he forces you down on his long, being cock. “That’s it!” Satoru’s breathy moans are beautiful, your cunt clenching his veiny cock.

He croons, “That was a punishment for me too not being able to feel ya sweet cunt. Missed it so much, I'll stop her from flirting, make it clear that I'm lucky to be yours.” Fucking your sloppy cunt faster, stroking your sweet spot, bruising your soft cervix. Making it hard to think.

“Whose am I?” His words fall of deaf ears, whining, cuming, squeezing Satoru. The thick veins on his cock pulse, his head nudges deep inside and you feel warm thick cum spurting out.

Refusing to stop, unable to get enough of your tight, squelching cunt. “You’re mine! My Toru! My handsome Satoru! Please! That it! Right there please, your cock feels so good.” He squeezes your neck.

Your sloppy wet cunt gripping him just right, keeping his sensitive cock hard. “All yours sweetheart, fuck, I don't want anyone else but you beautiful. Your slutty little cunt is perfect, the way you say my name, how you welcome me home, fuck I love getting your texts throughout the day. Nnn if I saw someone else flirting with you, I'd been making you scream my name till your voice goes out.”

oreo’s m.list

[madewithsilk]

dark abby fucking Ellie’s sweet girlfriend PLEASE

ᴅᴀʀᴋ!ᴀʙʙʏ ᴀɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴏɴ x ᴇʟʟɪᴇ'ꜱ ɢꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (pt2)

— ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; ᴀʙʙʏ ɪꜱ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀꜱ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪʟʟ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴀ ʜᴀʀꜱʜ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ

— ᴄᴡ; ᴅᴜʙ ᴄᴏɴ (?), ꜱᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ʙᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʏɪɴɢ, ᴠᴏʏᴇᴜʀɪꜱᴍ

Ellie knew something was up since the moment she stepped foot into her house. The unusual silence as she took off her shoes and then the slight whimpers once she started walking down the hallway. Ellie's brow cocked, making her way to the bedroom where she was meet with stifled moans and shushing. Ellie twisted the door knob, your figure ass up, face down, hands tied behind your back and forced into an arch by Abby's hand.

Ellie shook in anger, staring at the same woman who ruined her life about to ravish her girlfriend. Your eyebrows were knit together, look so sweet, Ellie had the urge to save you. Cause it had to be forced, right? She tried to step closer to Abby, yet when Abby's gun pressed harshly against the back of your head, Ellie froze. You whimpered, "Abs'!" You complain, as if this wasn't what you agreed to, fear trembling through you. "Stay where you are, and I won't hurt her. Got it?" Abby demands, watching Ellie shift on her feet, itching to get you yet stays in place.

Abby keeps your wrists in place, digging her hand now into your hair, releasing the gun. She tugs, groaning at your little whimpers. Her strap was buried to the hilt inside you, her pelvis against your ass. "Let me— fuck– tell you how I got your pretty girlfriend to let me fuck her." Abby says, thrusting slowly in and out. You were a babbling, incoherent mess beneath her. Practically a dumb toy, allowing Abby to pull your hair and fuck your velvety cunt. Abby smacked your ass, already a bunch of red marks from before Ellie got home. "Told her a whole fuckin' sob story, and this sweet lil' girl let me pin her down in no time." Her pace quickens, fucking you stupid as Ellie watched.

Ellie practically growls, vision narrows at the scene. "Get your hands off her, Abby." She speaks yet it falls on deaf ears, Abby's grip on your hair becoming tighter to lift you up and rub lazy circles into your clit. Abby chuckled at Ellie desperately wanting to look away but too afraid that even in a split second you'd be harmed. "Stop fuckin' actin' like I forced her, she stripped for me, sucked my strap for me," Abby let go of your hair, face planting into the bed, your drool gathering on the sheets. "Always gettin' everything, even a sweet girl with a tight and willing cunt." Abby complained, cooing into your ear as she fucked you with an overwhelming force.

"Fuckkk— fuck fuck–" You babbled, eyes rolling to the back of your head, hardly able to make eye contact with Ellie. Abby grabbed your nape this time, hand circling your throat and pressing against your airway firmly. She lifted you by your neck, hardly breathing as she spoke right into your flushed cheeks. "Too bad she's a damn slut, huh?" Abby degraded, slapping you harshly against your cheek, hips still pistoning against yours. "Huh?" Abby emphasized once again, spitting on your red cheek this time. "Did you know how fucking greedy she was, Williams?" Abby asked, her lips parted, kissing down your exposed neck, still not allowing you to breathe.

"She jus' felt so bad for me, guess i'm pretty damn persuasive." Your lack of senses was overstimulating, hands tied along with your eyes blurry from tears. Ellie didn't respond, just watching how you moaned in response to every little movement. Your face was turning pale, hardly any oxygen in your system. "Stop doing that! Let her go—" Abby released your neck, allowing you to collapse again. "Cu— cumming-" Abby tugged your hair, movements away from giving you whiplash. Your orgasm crashed over you, eyebrows furrowed and squinting through your peripheral to see Abby's pulling her strap out of you with a filthy noise, your sopping cunt clenching around nothing.

Abby got up, unbuckling her harness and laying it ontop of your back. Watching you pant, the silicone tip painting your back muscles with your own cum, Abby wipes sweat off her forehead. "Sweet girl, bet Ellie neglects you huh?" She swipes drool off your chin. "Doesn't treat you as nasty as you deserve to be treated." You don't respond, simply murmuring and wiggling your ass. She grabbed her gun, shoving it into Ellie's chest. Ellie panicked slightly, eyes wide, resentment coursing through her veins. "Fuck her, or kill her. Either way works." She whispered before leaving.

The mess you were left in was picturesque. Her spit, your drool, your tears. Hands tied behind your back. Cum running down your back and lovely red mark on your cheek!

[thinkinonsense]

cw: face sitting, fingering, squirting, slight inspection kink

"c'mon sweets, let me get a good look atcha." logan's voice rang in your ears.

you had been so good for him all day. he asked for one day of relaxation before he had to go on another mission tomorrow with the team. so you made sure that he was well fed for the day, had a pack of cigars ready for him and a new bottle of whiskey in the kitchen.

the two of you spent the day in his room, lounging around in each others arms while he reads and you sit curled up next to him. after hours of you playing with his hair, he decided to treat you for the rest of the evening.

which brings the two of you to this moment where logan's got you bend over face down ass up and spread open for his viewing pleasure. it's obscene the position he has you in. folds spread and glistening in the low light of his bedroom. your sweet arousal holds him hostage.

"please, lo." you beg, arching back even more. "been good for you all day."

"i know you have, baby." he purrs rubbing the back of your thighs. "such a good girl for me."

those few words could've started a puddle underneath you. he's lapping up the slick running down your leg. running his hot tongue over the plush skin.

"prettiest fuckin' pussy i've ever seen." he groans, smacking your ass playfully.

logan adjusts himself under you, letting you sit on his face. he pushes you down on his awaiting tongue, lapping your arousal up like a thirsty dog.

"use my face, princess." logan pleads, holding you down on his face.

"d-don't wanna hurt you, lo." you whimper, feeling his nose bump your clit.

he chuckled before grinding you down harder and licking at your entrance. the second the muscle makes its way past your gummy wall, you can't help but start moving faster on his face, using his nose for your own pleasure.

"oh, f-fuck." you moan, lacing your fingers in his hair and tugging.

logan knew your cunt like the back of his hand. he spent time memorizing every little thing that made you fall apart.

"i'm so c-close!"

a loud squeal slips past your lips when his fingers replace his tongue. fast paced and rough, just the way you like it. filth pours from below, "practically swallowing my fingers, sweetheart."

right on the edge of pleasure, logan flicks his tongue over your bundle of nerves while he nudges your cervix. your hips have a mind of their own as the move across his face, searching for a euphoria that only logan can give you.

a sudden warmth floods your tummy in a way you've never felt before during sex.

"w-wait, lo!" you squeal, afraid of losing control of your own fluids. "need to s-stop!"

despite your words, your lower half only contradicted them. thighs wrapped nicely around logan's head while your nails scratch at his scalp. he's moaning into your cunt, already knowing what's coming.

"gonna- ah!"

a splash on slick covers logan's face, your thighs, and the sheets under you two. he couldn't believe his sweet girl could turn into a fucking fountain just from his fingers. this only further spurs logan on, needing to lick you clean. your thighs tremble and soft gasps pour from your glossy lips.

"need a break, baby." you whine, giving his hair a sharp touch to pull him off of you. or else he would be there all night.

"just a break." he says, moving you down to sit on his abs which only further overstimulates your soaked cunt. "cause i'm nowhere near done with you tonight."

[cat-got-your-tongue]

Drunk texting

DP&W!Logan x Fem!reader: featuring Wade

Summary: logan goes out with Wade and won't stop calling and texting your phone

CW: fluff | mention of alcohol | dirty talk | failed attempt at sexting | mature language | mention of sex | drunk logan |

Word count: Over 1k

Authors note: Hi, please be kind. I'm still trying to get back into writing. I didn't proofread this. My requests are open. Divider by @saradika-graphics

My work will always be 18+ Minors do not interact or read.

It was 2:00 am on a fucking Wednesday night and your phone was blowing up. Wade had dragged Logan out to have some "bonding time with peanut." Which was code for which of them could get drunk the fastest. It always led to the bar being completely drained of alcohol — usually with one of them coming home with a bruised eye (Wade).

Logan could drink, and so could wade. But he has such a high tolerance that the amount of alcohol he consumed in order to get completely drunk would probably kill the average man. Not good. That meant longer days spent working so he could pay off the tab. You didn't mind most of the time. Since he needed a break and have some fun every once in a while.

Your phone lights up next to your bed. You tried to ignore it, but it kept happening over and over. The loud buzz vibrating on the night stand. You groan and throw your pillow over your head. No use. The sound just kept getting louder and louder.

You sit up in bed and grab it, the bright light making your eyes water a bit. You look down, and your eyebrows shoot up. There were about 46 text messages, and over 10 missed calls. All from logan and a few from wade.

You open your text message app to read what the hell was so important that he had to blow your phone up in the middle of the night.

Lo 💕: miss you.

Lo 💕: Wades tupee is crooked, not telling him tho

Lo 💕: luv u ba.yb

Lo 💕: gonna fkc u wen I get home

Lo 💕: gonna have u soking my dick

Lo 💕: stop ignore me

Lo 💕: [image]

Your eyes were still trying to adjust to the screen of your phone as you read through every text message logan has sent. You sighed, looking at the picture he sent you. You could tell he was absolutely trashed. He was in the run-down bars bathroom. The lighting in there was dim, and the mirror was dirty. He was holding his semi hard cock in one hand and had the bottom of shirt in between his teeth. The sight alone had you squeezing your thighs together. His abs were flexed and a little sweaty, making his happy trail stick to his skin. You had to take a deep breath and calm yourself.

You clicked back and went over to the texts Wade had sent you. You were trying to get your mind off of the selfie logan sent.

Wade: don't worry pookie is fine.

Wade: he's got his tits out like a slut.

Wade: okay now he's fighting

Wade: Okay now he's fighting ME

Wade: I'm not even drunk. I've been having the bartender give me water the whole night 😈

Wade: is he in heat ??? All he's been talking about is fucking

You rolled your eyes and let out a breathy laugh. You knew the second wade got logan through that front door it was over. Just as you had that thought, the door went bursting open, hitting the wall behind it with a loud bang.

"Speak of the devil." You mumbled under your breath. You walked out and saw Wade throwing logan back onto the couch.

He turned to you. "Sunshine here decided to start hmmm his fourth bar fight of the night, so we got kicked out."

You ran your hand down your face and looked down at where logan was slumped over. "Bad night?"

"Nah, luckily, he got whiskey dick of the claws, so no one was shanked." Wade shrugged as he readjusted his toupee. You fought the urge to laugh when you remembered logans text from earlier.

You let out a sigh of relief that no one was actually hurt tonight. You don't know what you'd do if you had to bail logan out of jail. Knowing Wade, he'd probably would just break him out.

"Well thank you for taking him out tonight. He's been......kinda down lately." You spoke as your eyes were still trained on your boyfriend.

There was pause before he spoke up again. He knew how much his friend could get into his own head and overthink.

"No problem. I'm gonna leave you two alone before he wakes up and tells me how much he wants to eat your ass again." Wade gave you a sympathetic pat to your shoulder and quickly hauled ass out of your apartment.

He wasn't gonna stick around incase logan decided to whip out his cock. You couldn't blame him.

Your face got hot, and you groaned again. Logan always had such a way with words. The thought of him telling Wade anything about your sex life was enough to make you want to go hide under your blanket. Now you were wondering what the hell those two talk about when you or Vanessa were not around.

A low grumble sounded from logan as he woke up. His eyes were dropping, and his speech was slurred. He looked around, confused as to where he was until he saw you. He gave you a weak smile and patted his lap for you to sit.

"C'mere" logan hiccups. "Been missin' ya all night." He tried reaching for you.

You immediately slapped his hand away.

"Nuh, uh, I'm gonna make you some water, and you're gonna sleep on this couch until you're sobered up." You shook your head and backed away.

"Then maybe just maaaybe you can have me in the morning. Deal?"

Logan pouted and sunk deeper into his spot. You couldn't help but chuckle a bit. You couldn't deny the sad pout on his face was cute. He looked so annoyed with you, but he didn't have it in his heart to be mean. Never to you. No matter how drunk logan got, it still didn't keep him from having that soft spot for you.

"Why don't you stand between my legs and lemme eat your pussy then." He slurred again.

"Jesus christ." You muttered and went into the kitchen to pour him some water.

You'd think you would be used to his dirty talk by now. Yet he still managed to surprise you with it. If he wasn't drunk off his ass right now, you would have peeled off all your clothes and let him have you right there on that couch— letting him stuff his cock so deep in your pussy it made your legs tremble before he even started moving. You shake your head of those thoughts and continue getting him his water.

By the time you came back, he had already passed out. You sat the water down and helped him into a more comfortable position. Throwing a blanket over him, you placed a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose. Quickly, you went back into your bed to get some sleep. You're sure by morning he would be back to normal. He didn't get hangovers much. Maybe you'd take him up on all of his all of those offers once he's sober.

[whorelaud]

꒦꒷ 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 hushed fantasies ¡

pairing brother's best friend¡nicholas chavez x fem¡reader

summary thinking you were messaging your friend, you accidentally sent your brother's best friend a thirsty paragraph about him, with Nicholas opening it before you get a chance to delete it. what you were not expecting was the leading conversation, causing realization to wash over you as he hints your desire is not one-sided after all.

contains suggestive, sexual tension, a bit of dirty talking, a brief kiss, flustered reader, cocky nic, hes also very freaky (uhh???)

a/n this is the silliest thing ive ever written i was giggling the whole time while writing it. likes and reblogs are v much appreciated!!!

word count 1.7k

You: the amount of self control i have is insane because why do i not have this mans dick in my mouth rn please i need nic so fucking bad its not even funny anymore he is everything i want in life id let him use me any day morning afternoon n night im available ugh i dont even get the ick when its him he was acting like a dad earlier yelling at us to grill the meat right and it was so adorable ill call you daddy u want me to call u sir i dont kink shame im down for whatever king omg stop he got hurt earlier and he GROANED???? i almost fell to my knees YAHOOO he definitely whimpers #needthat 10/10 i just know its thick ooh tip pink shade #d97e77 thats insane till my knees are bruised and my throats scratched my panties fell tears are rolling down my thighs OMG PLS can you feel my pain hes so bodangshis how does my brother look at him and not wanna fuck him id be all over him if that was my friend gahhhd!!! hes actually so sweet he kept speaking to me earlier so i dont feel left out of the conversation and i find that adorable do u think he slaps it before he cums oh my his girlfriends so lucky im ab to put her in a headlock ahaha this is gross no man should have this much of an impact on u unless their dick is big and the sex is absolutely amazing yooo what he probably knows how to please a lady id be hard if i had a dick rn STOPP he has a happy trail im gonna lose it hahah lets find out where it leads i dont wanna think ab that im going crazy literally pulling my hair out that should be u baby GIVE ME A CHANCE?!!!! thinking ab him makes me so nervous this is getting a little too srs ahaha okay im sorry hows life?!? i miss u :(

Sending that message, you were anything but expecting the response you got in return, not from the man himself, that’s for sure.

nic: oh?

nic: i think you got the wrong person

You audibly gasp, realization washing over you as you read over the message. That was, in fact, not for Nicholas, nor was it for anyone but your friend to see.

You panic, putting your phone down to process what happened, needing a moment before responding. Right, you needed to do that.

But why did he see it so fast? He didn't even give you time to comprehend your message, the text switching to read in an instant.

Hell, it was midnight, and it’s been a long, tiring day for the both of you, having been out the whole afternoon, merely to come back to the hotel and spend more time with your other friends.

Everyone decided to end the night off early; early being a bit before midnight, with you heading to your room afterwards. Your brother and his best friend shared the room taking place next to yours, making it easy to reach out to him.

And for that, you were grateful since Nicholas was with him; meaning you got to see more of him throughout this trip.

You’ve had a crush on Nicholas for god knows how long, with it starting the moment your brother befriended him. You’ve technically gone through all the phases he experienced, hell, you saw him more than your own parents.

He was sweet, a little too sweet, perhaps it bothered you. Nicholas was very known among women, he knew how to attract a lady, showering her with praises until he eventually got what he wanted.

That made you extremely jealous, knowing you couldn't have him. He was forbidden, off-limits, someone you could only admire from afar.

And that stupid crush of yours led to this conversation, one you didn't want to discuss.

You: i didnt mean to send that to you

The text switched from delivered to read right away, causing your breath to catch in your throat.

nic: clearly

nic: i dont have a gf btw

Why did he feel the need to clarify that, and why were you relieved over hearing it?

You buried your face in your pillow, feeling heat reduce from your body. You’ve never been this embarrassed before, not around Nicholas. While you were weird sometimes, it was never this bad.

He wasn't supposed to know about this, nor discover it the way he did.

You: cover your eyes pls

You: this wasn't for u

nic: you sure?

nic: are there any other nics in your life?

Your stomach twisted at the message, hand coming up to cover your mouth as an audible gasp escaped your throat. How could he say that?

You felt all sorts of emotions wash over you, unable to process each one of them as you read the message over and over again.

You: what if there is

The question was risky, it could either end with him telling your brother, or him teasing you over it and brushing it off. Either way, you couldn't have him, so why not just fuck it and go with the flow?

nic: then that would be disappointing.

Your breath caught in your throat, vision going blurry as Nicholas’ bubble kept appearing and disappearing.

nic: id really hate that you feel this way about someone else

Oh my god, were you dreaming?

You could not believe your eyes. You turned off your phone, letting the dimness of the room seep through for a moment before you unlocked your device once again, heart skipping a beat when you realized it was real.

Nicholas, your brother’s best friend, might have been flirting with you, but that’s just in your head, right…?

You: ??? wdym

nic: you first

nic: was this about me, doll?

The pet name made you weak to your core, spiraling you over the edge as you put your phone down for a second. You took a deep breath, feeling your face heat up at how suggestive the boy sounded.

He sounded so desperate, you weren't sure if it was the tiredness, or him being genuine. Either way, you’re fucked, because you’re willing to do anything for him, even if it means breaking your heart.

You: what if it was

You: what will you do ab it

You felt nauseous as you waited for a response, groaning when the boy disappeared for a minute. Did you say something wrong? Why did he suddenly leave?

nic: then id risk it all

Speechless. Your mouth hung open, chest filling with lust as a breath heaved out of you.

You: are you saying this because you’re tired

nic: no

nic: god no

There was no ounce of self control in your body left. You almost screamed, overwhelmed by a new sense of emotions.

Is this how it felt? Because fucking hell.

You: it is

nic: it is what?

You: this is so embarrassing

You: why are you making me admit it you know exactly what im talking about

nic: baby

nic: jus tell me

You: no you suck im going to sleep

nic: WAIT no come here youre so cute

You blushed at the message, unable to suppress the smile forming on your lips. God, he’s such an idiot. And you were totally swooned for him.

You: i literally just sent you a message talking ab how much i wanna suck your dick what about that is cute

nic: oh? so you do admit it

You: …

You felt nervous, realizing how serious this has gotten. From a silly message turned into you contemplating whether this was a good idea. The last thing you were anticipating while typing that message was a confrontation, one from Nicholas; at that.

nic: you couldve told me yk

You: do you hear yourself

nic: ? what

You: nic you know this is wrong

You: youre gonna wake up tmr and forget all ab it

nic: you knkw

nic: yoirw so fucjinf hot

You came to a halt, noticing the amount of mistakes the boy was making. Your mind wandered somewhere else, feeling heat crawl past your neck, all the way to your face.

You: what are you saying

nic: fucking hell

nic: take the hint baby

You froze in your spot, tongue coming out to wet your lips, suddenly feeling heat travel to in between your legs. Don’t give in, don't give in, don’t give in.

You: what

nic: you couldve asked me if you were curious

nic: i wouldve happily showed you

That sent you over the edge. Your mind went fuzzy, unable to process the last few texts you received from Nicholas. He was being serious, dead serious, you were sure of that.

The texts you exchanged always revolved around your brother; usually Nicholas asking whether he was home or not. However, this one was different.

He was hinting something, something very risky that you were unable to resist.

You: dont say that

nic: what, you don't believe me?

You: nic

nic: give me five

You stared at the message on the screen, confused on what he meant. Your eyebrows furrowed with puzzlement, awaiting a message, merely to get nothing in return.

As you were about to shut your phone and go to sleep, it pinged, the notification startling you awake. You clicked on it immediately, mind going hazy as you read the message over and over again.

nic: open the door

nic: im outside your room

You didn’t hesitate as you got up, swiftly walking your way to the door. You unlocked it with haste, vision going blurry as you caught sight of Nicholas, who was standing inches away from you now.

He looked just as desperate as you were, maybe even more. And that was it, it was all you needed to pull him by the collar and cease the distance between you two.

The moment his lips collided with yours, you realized that maybe it’s worth ending up with a broken heart, because Nicholas tastes fucking addicting, and you found every way to make good use out of that obsession.

The possession of knowing he’s off limits, yet here he was, eagerly kissing you numb.

[rowarn]

TAKING WHAT YOU NEED (m.)

tags: afab!reader, no prns, a smidgen of hurt/comfort, soft!simon as usual, established relationship

cw: wet&messy, masturbation(reader), multiple orgasms, riding him<3, u pin him down and he lets u, creampie, simons uncut bc i said so, tiny praise, overstimulation

note: i wrote this against my will it was supposed to be simon bein lazy and making u ride him and do the work and it turned into a sickening beast. please enjoy it. MDNI!

; in which ur terribly horny and neglected for simon but hes so busy and tired u have no choice but to take what u need &lt;/3

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he's been so busy lately, almost distant without meaning to. you still get the sweet little bits of affection he always gives; a kiss to your forehead, and soft hand on your back when he passes behind you in the kitchen, your hand wrapped in his while u watch tv late at night, his hand petting your hair as you lay against his chest in bed.

but you want more, you're greedy.

it's been days since he last touched you. you're not used to the dry spells, simon always willing and ready to fuck u stupid into the mattress until u cant keep your eyes open anymore.

ur fingers simply could never compare to his. he's a man who studied your body, spent the better part at the beginning of your relationship playing with you and learning what exactly made you cum the hardest and easiest -- what your favorite spots and positions were. ur fingers tired quickly, leaving you with an orgasm u knew would be better if simon was the one with his fingers buried in your pussy

what did he expect you to do, honestly? when he came out of the shower with his towel low on his hips? his back to you as he rifled through his drawers looking for something comfy to sleep in, his back muscles flexing with the movement? were you just supposed to be able to roll over and sleep, go take a shower and act as if your panties weren't sticking to you from looking at him?

you wanted him so badly that it actually brought tears to your eyes. you didn't care how silly it was; you wanted him so bad it hurt.

"si..." you whimper, unable to stop how your voice wobbled when you spoke.

his head snaps back to look over his shoulder, brown eyes wide in concern. he briskly walked to the edge of the bed where you crawled to, sitting on your knees looking up at him pitifully.

"what is it, love? what's wrong?" his eyebrows were furrowed as he cupped your cheek, thumbing over the soft skin as his eyes analyzed every inch of you for signs of injury -- a little habit he always had.

"wan' you," you whine, placing your hands flat on his chest, moving down over his stomach where his abs flexed under the ticklish touch.

he scoffs, rolling his eyes before batting your hands away, "thought you were actually upset."

he sounds a little miffed, turning his back to you again to pull out the pair of sweats he had been eyeballing. he lets his towel fall and pauses when he hears you actually whine.

he says your name low in his chest, a warning. whether he actually wants you to stop because he's not in the mood or he just doesn't want to get started with it, you don't know. but it makes you pout a little, flopping back in the bed with a huff.

you hear simon shuffling about, getting changed into the sweats before turning off all the lights, save for a little nightlight you keep on beside you until you're ready to sleep -- on the dimmer side so it doesn't bother simon while he sleeps.

he crawls into bed with a sigh, leaning over where you're still pouting into the pillows to kiss your temple.

"i'm just tired, love," he coos, no malice or annoyance to be found in his voice. his hand comes up to rub your back and you fucking whine again, making him pause, "pouting like this is a little pathetic."

he's teasing you, you can hear the huff of a laugh under his voice. tears prick your eyes again and you petulantly push his hands away to sit up. he's leaning back against the headboard, staring straight at you.

"it's not my fault you've been neglecting me!" you whine, crossing your arms over your chest.

he actually throws his head back and laughs, "neglecting you? 'cause i haven't given you dick in a few days?"

"it's been more than a few days!" you spit back. although he's taking your bratty behavior in stride, you're actually a little annoyed.

he rolls his eyes and holds back a yawn, "you'll live. just...use that little vibrator you've got, it'll get the job done."

he goes to roll over and go to sleep but you make a noise that doesn't sound like your usual pouting -- it sounds actually upset. it pauses him in his tracks and he looks at you through the dim lighting.

"it's not just that," you mumble, flopping forward to smush your cheek against his chest, "i wanna have sex because i like being close to you, si...of course it feels amazing but i like being connected with you like that....'cause i love you."

he's still for a moment before his hand finds purchase on your back, softly rubbing against you in slow circles. he hums in his chest and kisses the crown of your head.

"'m sorry, love," he coos, "didn't think about that."

"it's okay..." you mutter before sobering up and sitting up to smile at him, "u get some sleep, i'm gonna go...take a shower."

he watches you crawl out of bed and root through your drawer, pulling out that vibrator he just mentioned and slink into the bathroom. it makes his heart ache a little but he slowly lies back against his pillow. his eyelids grow heavy as he lays there and before he knows it, he falls asleep.

he wakes again when you crawl back into bed, the smell of soap still fresh and wafting off of you. you keep your back to him as you curl into yourself in that cute little way that you do. it makes him drowsily smile to himself before he closes his eyes again.

but he can't fall asleep. you begin shifting and fidgeting almost as soon as he settles, it keeps him awake. he wonders what the problem is but his tongue feels heavy in his mouth.

you roll onto your back and he hears you sigh to yourself. his eyes crack open and he sees you staring at the ceiling. you glance over at him, not seeing the way his eyes are ever so slightly open.

he watches you slowly spread your thighs and your hand slide under the blanket, watches the way your brows furrow as you begin to slowly work at yourself.

his cock twitches in his pants; as tired as he is, no man would be able to sit there like nothing was happening while watching the one he adored touch themself.

he watches you, vaguely hears the wet, sticky noises of you touching yourself. he wonders if you're just working your clit in tiny little circles or if you've maybe stuffed a finger or two inside to get the feeling of being stretched. his cock hardens even further against his thigh and the sleepiness he felt begins to melt away but he can't bring himself to fully open his heavy lids.

after a few minutes, you make a frustrated little huff and pull your hand out from under the blanket, using a tissue on your night table to wipe your fingers off before flopping back into bed. you don't make another move to touch yourself, instead stare into the very dimly lit room in what he can fully understand is frustration. he even hears your sniffle a little bit.

his heart gives a painful little tug. he watches you close your eyes and obviously attempt to fall asleep. his own cock is throbbing by now and he's sure you're uncomfortably wet.

"got a problem, love?" he asks softly, voice thick and heavy with sleep.

he sees you jump and your eyes snap open before you look at him, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. how cute, he thinks.

"si?" you whisper, "did i wake you? i'm sorry..."

he can actually hear the guilt in your voice as you apologize, "all your tossin' and turnin', not a man in the world woulda been able to sleep through it," you look even guiltier and he reaches out to place his hand over yours that's on your stomach above the blanket, "thought you went and took a shower to take care of that problem?"

you look almost defeated and shrug, then a look of embarrassment crosses your face and he feels the need to click his tongue and tell you none of that, but you speak before he can, "couldn't um...you know...finish..."

he's quiet when you say that. he could tell, obviously. the way you pulled your hand out of your panties and nearly cried in frustration. he huffs through his nose in a noise you mistake for annoyance and give him a sheepish, half-hearted smile.

"sorry, si," you mutter, leaning over to kiss his nose, "i'll be still so go back to sleep, 'kay?"

he watches you lean over and flick the switch to your little nightlight, plunging the bedroom into complete darkness at last. he feels you shift one last time and then nothing.

he should simply go to sleep, he needs sleep. he's got a busy day ahead of him, like always. his hard on is starting to flag from watching the sad little display of you so embarrassed and disheartened. he could easily close his eyes and drift off, get his precious z's in.

but he just can't. knowing that you're going to sleep with sticky panties and completely unsatisfied because you can't seem to make yourself cum despite how badly he knows you need it.

he sits up and leans over you, hearing you make a confused little noise before he flicks the dim little light back on. you're staring at him in confusion but he doesn't offer any answers as he grabs your arm and hoists you out of the blanket you'd nestled yourself under. you let him manhandle you until you're sitting on his lap with him laid back in his pillows still.

"let's get this off you, love," he mutters, hands sliding up the t-shirt of his that you wore.

you make another confused noise but let him strip the fabric off of you anyway, "si..? what are you doing?"

"what do you think?" he asks, shoving the blankets away from him and haphazardly tugging the band of his sweats down so his half-hard cock is freed.

"y-you should be sleeping, si, really--" he interrupts you by forcing you to stand on your knees so he can tug your panties down and off.

you're so wet that there’s a mess of stickiness that clings to the fabric, making little strings that break when he pulls them down all the way.

"fuckin' hell, love," he whispers, his cock quickly hardening completely once again against his stomach, "you were plannin' to sleep while you were this fuckin' wet?"

you look sheepish again, "w-what else was i supposed to do..?"

he grits his teeth because he knows you're right; he hadn't exactly done anything except brush you off and tell you to deal with it yourself. it wasn't like he gave you the green light to ask him for help.

"sorry, love," he whispers, cupping the back of your head to tug you down for a kiss, "shouldn't 'ave been such an ass."

"wha-?" you shake your head, "you weren't, si. you were tired and i was just bein’ too needy."

he huffs out of his nose and grabs your hips, shifting so you sit directly on top of his heavy cock. your eyes roll back a little at the feeling of his hot length against your sensitive cunt.

"nah, was bein' selfish," he mutters, "knew you wanted it 'nd i chose to sleep. you even told me you just wanted to be close with me and i shrugged it off. i've missed you too, love, you know?"

"really?" you ask softly and his heart gives that painful throb in his chest again. had you doubted him? that didn't sit right with him.

"course..." he whispers, biting his lip. he wasn't used to being vulnerable and open with his feelings, so being put on the spot while telling you how he missed you made an uncomfortable feeling stir in his chest.

quickly understanding this, you shift against his cock, grinding your hips back and forth in smooth, slow motions. it makes his head sink back into the pillow; you're so wet that you slide effortless against him, covering him in a coat of slick juices. your motions also make his foreskin slide along his length as well, making him twitch every time the leaky head is stroked.

"fuckin' hell..." he groans through gritted teeth, "c'mon love, you do the work, yeah?"

you desperately nod your head and stand on your knees, gripping his cock to line him up with your entrance. he stops you for a moment with a hand on your wrist, a little glare in his eyes.

"you need prep?" he asks, a sweet little question that makes your heart melt despite yourself.

simon was a lot to take, thick and long. he always bumped against your back wall before he even fully bottomed out. the stretch was a sting that always made you both pause until it went away lest it hurt too much to continue.

you shake your head, "i-i used the toy and my fingers...earlier..." you remind him.

his grip on your wrist slackens at that and you take the chance to slowly and carefully sink down on him, jaw dropping open at the feeling of being stretched so fully by him after however many days.

you're greedy and needy, not even pausing as you quickly descend and take more and more of him in. it's faster than you usually handle it and he moves quickly to grab your hips and stop you, intent on making you take a second to adjust before taking all of him that you can.

you make a strangled noise akin to a sob in your chest and look at him with angry little tears in your eyes. the sight makes him pause and his cock twitch.

you slap his hands away harshly and continue taking all of him despite his apparent protests. he's taken aback by the little show of aggression.

"shit, love," he growls, brows furrowed, "is that how it is then?"

you nod your head and let your eyes roll back. it wasn't very often that you got to ride him, simon was more of a 'do all the work' type of man but this position definitely allowed you to take more of him than you usually could when he had you folded up into whatever positions he wanted.

once you took him as deep as you could, your hand flew down to your clit and with a few little circles and slow grinds of your hips, you were clamping down around him and cumming with a cute little squeal and a gasp.

he felt you soak him with your cum, his eyes locked onto where he was buried deep inside you. when you pulled up, he could see the creamy ring of cum around the base of him.

his head slammed back against the bed as he gripped your hips, your hands on his flexed forearms for support as you began to fuck yourself on his cock with a vigor he hadn't ever seen from you.

you hadn't ever been this needy before. seeing you fucking yourself completely stupid on his cock, only moans and sobs of his name to be heard besides the underlying squish of your cunt being stretched and stuffed.

"fuck!" he groaned, feeling the way your pussy clutched and pulsed around him as you angled your hips just right to hit that tender little spot that made you gush messily around him.

you once again slap his hands away from your hips. he glares at you, preparing to scold you for being such a brat but then you do something that shocks the words right out of him.

you grab his wrists and pin them beside his head on the pillow, using the grip as leverage to really begin fucking yourself back onto his cock. his jaw falls open, little moans and gasps escaping his throat as he watches you work yourself to another peak.

your tits bounce from the way you fuck yourself back on him and he wishes he could reach up and cup them, pinch and roll your hard nipples just the way you like. but he doesn't want to break this little hold you have on him, pinning him down like you think you're in charge. it's cute, really, the little show you're putting on.

it's clear he's denied you so much this whole time that you've simply snapped and now you're determined to get your fill until you've orgasmed so much that your little brain just melts. and he's more than happy to be there, not even lifting a finger and merely being a nice, hard cock for you to cream all over.

he has to admit, it's alluring to see his sweet little love acting so desperate.

he doesn't know how many orgasms you work out of yourself, but it's enough to have covered his cock and thighs thoroughly in your cum. he doesn't mind. you've always been quite a bit messy when he made you cum. but you've never came this hard and this much before. he's not even sure you're giving yourself a chance to come down from one high before you've worked yourself into another.

he's speechless, content to just lay back and watch the desperate show you've put on for him until your movements finally begin to slow.

you go from bouncing on him and pinning him down to grinding against him and cupping your own tits. your body is covered in a sheen of sweat from the workout and he's sure your thighs are fucking burning by now. you're panting and your eyes are half lidded as you stare down at him.

for the first time in a long time, simon feels...small. you had just fucked yourself better than he ever had using his own cock. the thought of that made him twitch inside you and he sees the corner of your lip twitch up and you smile at him. the heady, frustrated, desperate look in your eyes fades and you look so satisfied. the weight that he hadn't realized had been on your shoulders is gone and you lean down.

he tilts his head up and meets your lips in a kiss. your tits squish against his chest and he finally moves his hands from the position you'd pinned him in earlier and he smooths his palms down the length of your back, making you shudder.

"gonna let me cum now, love?" he asks breathlessly.

when you nod, your whole world flips and you find yourself on your back, simon pins your legs open with a rough grip under your thighs and begins working his hips.

it's clear you're painfully sensitive; your clit is swollen and tender, your whole body twitching when he meanly presses his roughened thumb against it. your hands once again find purchase on your tits and you squeeze and tug at your nipples.

he fucks you at a leisurely pace, listening to the filthy, clicking noises coming from the complete mess that you've made of your cunt. your eyes roll back and he rolls your tender little bud under his thumb until you seize up in one final orgasm that makes you kick your feet out helplessly.

“there it is…” he coaxes, tossing his head back to moan when you tighten like a vice around him, “so good f’me. that’s it, ride it out, little love.”

you've no choice but the ride out this final, painful orgasm on his cock as he fucks you through it to his own end. he spills inside you, pumping his hips a few more times, watching his own cum mix with the mess of your own that oozes and drools out of your gooey little cunt.

you flop against the bed when he pulls out, both of you panting and you trembling from the overstimulation.

he flops down onto his side of the bed with a sigh, eyes finally growing heavy once again as his exhaustion catches up with him alarmingly fast.

usually, he would clean you up and fix the mess you both left behind but he just truly can't bring himself to even consider getting out of bed. so he tugs you against him, listening to you whimper when more cum drools out of you from the way you involuntarily clench from the continued aftershocks of your numerous orgasms.

he hums and holds you close, dragging the blanket from the foot of the bed over both of you, kissing your forehead before tucking your head against his chest.

he would deal with the aftermath of the night tomorrow, when you both have clear heads. though, he's sure you're going to be sore. he can't wait to see it, he muses.

property of rowarn; do not modify, repost, or translate.

[lorasdolly]

Sevika/Ambessa with a chubby reader who’s insecure about their body while Sevika/Ambessa is literally begging for them to sit on her face/crush her head with their thighs.

-🦌

𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Sevika's hand ran down your nude body, reverent to every crevice and corner. You didn't mind her touch, but what she was asking of you was different.

Sevika waited for a response, her gaze occasionally shifting back to your eyes. When your silence become too unbearable, she spoke again. "Doll, I can't understand what goes through your head."

Your hands strayed away from her, staring intensely at her lips, imagining what it would be like to sit, to grind, your clit bumping against her nose.

Those thoughts were soon interrupted by her snapping you out of your trance once again. "Let me take care of you."

You were still silent, breathing somewhat uneven by following a pattern. "I weigh a lot." You said, nearly at a whisper and avoiding eye contact. You shifted on her lap, expecting a stern reprimand.

Sevika scoffed, offended at what that could imply. The soft spark in her eyes was prominent as she looked directly into yours. Her hand grabbed your jaw, firm but not hurtful. "I don't care how much you weigh." She assured. "I'm not weak."

You weren't calling her weak, no, you'd never say that. You were simply self-conscious about it. You feared crushing her, hurting her, even if it wouldn't realistically happen. Your curvy figure pressed against her abs, a slight bounce in the way you moved, not speaking a single word.

"Please, just sit on my face, doll." Her bluntness always caught you off guard, eyes widening and hands tightening on her shoulders. "You don't weigh too much on my lap, yet you threw a hissy fit the first time I asked you to."

She had a point. You freaked out the first time she patted her own lap as an invitation to sit on her thigh. You expected her to push you off rudely from the pressure against her lap.

Till you finally did it and she didn't even flinch. Her hands circled your waist like they did now, and you found odd comfort in it.

"Your lap and face are different, 'Vika. I'm gonna practically kill you." Your words were a clear over-exaggeration, but that's the scenario you saw in your mind.

She shook her head and simultaneously rolled her eyes. "Shuddup."

Her hands massaged the supple skin of your love handles and waist, staring up at you like a desperate puppy. "That'd be a nice way to go out, anyways." She spoke, an attempt at humor to lighten your mood.

Yet, all it did was encourage the worry in you further. You whined, hiding your face into her neck.

"No, no— doll, it was a joke." She whispered, hand tangled in your hair. "You won't kill me. Just try it, c'mon."

You hesitated, obviously reluctant to put your entire body weight onto her face only. "If you want to stop a moment in, then we do. Just please let me feel it once." The craving in her voice made you begin to give in, and the moment she saw a level of resignation in your features, she began to lay down.

Her face looked like it was inviting you to sit on it, so you adjusted yourself, hovering over her mouth and nose. Her tongue darted out, soaking itself in your folds.

Her hands soon wrapped around your thighs, bringing you down to fully sit on her face and a loud groan left her lips. It sent a vibration up from cunt and to your spine, subconsciously rolling your hips downward against her.

She suckled on your clit, guiding your hips to fuck her face.

Once you got more comfortable, hands tangled into her hair and guiding your own movements, her tongue became more messy, sloppy. Sevika moaned against your pussy, your pleasure bring more to her.

Her tongue darted in and out of your sopping hole as you grinded down against her, using her face to make you feel good. You had lost all sight of how much you weighed, completely lost in the sensation.

Feeling your high approaching, her movements increased in speed and your cunt clenched around practically nothing. You needed her to fill you up, push you over the edge.

Her hands that wandered around your plush ass moved to insert two fingers inside your cunt. She didn't pump them in and out, instead curling into your g-spot over and over again.

A knot tied in your tummy, unable to continue moving your lower half. She felt your orgasm crashing over you, her movements slowing down with the seconds after you cumming.

You got off lazily, placing your pussy on her chest, soaking it all the same. You sat there panting, staring down at her. Your thumb traced her lips that were all coated in your juices.

"Feel good, doll?" She asked, kissing your chest, sucking and leaving marks. She received a feverish nod, hesd now resting against her neck.

"Thought so."

[ellabscrush]

— don’t even think about it, brat.

pairings; gf!abby anderson x reader

cw; spanking, brat tamer abby, degrading kink, thigh riding, fingering & squirting.

your girlfriend wasn’t sure why you were acting weird the whole day. she had just came home from a long day at work with endless amounts of paperwork to look over. and on top of that, her coworkers being an absolute head case. yet, she didn’t expect to deal with a bigger headache at home.

“knock it off, seriously angel..” abby sighs, rubbing her temples.

all your giggling, sarcasting comments, and poking at her for fun is driving her nuts. she usually would let you go off in her ear about anything, but today it was clear abby needed me to shut up.

“i haven’t seen you all day,” you roll your eyes trying to get a reaction from her, “too busy for me? might not even need me anymore right?

abby threw her hands in the air, “never busy for you babe, you know that.”

“always lying,” you scoffed.

the blonde knew what you were doing and didn’t have time for this.

all that eye rolling and smart mouthing of yours turned into wet sobs as abby bent you over on the cold kitchen counter, nipples hard as it hits the marble.

“not giggling anymore i see?” she grunted, “don’t understand why.. you go out of your way just for a fuck.”

it was almost comical how much abby had an effect on you. her words making you an obedient mess as you were struggling to get out from the slaps of her rough hands on your ass.

“fuck!” you whined, she smiled at your responses. very different from how you were acting earlier.

“don’t even try and enjoy this, you’re pissing me the fuck off.”

her words made your pussy drool and practically ready to ride out that cum on her thighs. unfortunately she wouldn’t let you do that. maybe.

“please.. m’ sorry abby- fuck!”

abby lets out a dry laugh, “keep saying sorry..”

“i’m sorry.. sorry.. mama please..” you pleaded repeatedly, trying to get some gentleness out of her. she pulls you by the forearm to flip you over facing her, pushing her knee against your wet folds causing you to let out a loud moan.

“oh baby.. that feel good? keep rocking your hips for me.. just like that..”

god damn.

her eyes never leaving your damn hips as it rocks back and forth on her leg muscles. her one free hand trailing up on your neck gripping it firmly but making sure she wasn’t hurting you.

you could barely even think, barely even speak.

“oh- fuck i- feels good..”

“yeah?” she grips your hair, “you wanna get off from my thighs?” you nodded slowly with glossy eyes.

“don’t even think about it, angel.”

you whimpered, “but- i’m close.”

“you think i give a fuck?” abby hisses leaning towards you, “from the way you were acting today, you don’t deserve to be pleased.”

shit. you know you messed up.

“no.. please abby..” i opened my teary eyes, so desperate to orgasm it was almost humiliating and all she did was laugh at you.

“don’t be a dumb brat, you think you were cute pushing my buttons like that? you think you could just make a mess on me that easily?” she sneered,

and all you could say was, “please.”

the blonde raises her eyebrows, “will you be good?” you nodded in response trying to hold in your orgasm.

“i won’t be a br-brat.. m’ sorry abs..”

she hummed, “beg. maybe i’ll consider.”

you scoffed in frustration and muttered, “that’s so embarrassing..”

abby peeked up at you with bored eyes and held you hips in place, not letting you move a single muscle. your response was pathetic whines and pleading eyes to cum, barely even clench your thighs because hers was in the way.

your whimpering was just too cute for her. she trails her fingers on your jaw, “the only way you can get what you want is if you fucking beg,” she says softly.

you sighed and gave in.

“y-you make me feel good abs-“ you panted, “please, please i won’t be a brat.. i’ll stop- wanna cum please..”

and just like that she lifts you off from her lap and plops you on the couch. her ring and middle fingers going in and out of you making you squirt all over her sweatpants. her dark chuckling and fingers pacing faster made you go crazy.

“shit- FUCK abby!”

“oh fuck…” abby face hanging low as she watched you release yourself on her, “needed all that attitude out of you huh baby?”

“make a fuckin’ mess.. i love it.. i love fucking the shit out of you, brat.”

the only sound filling up the room was your wet cunt and mumbles coming out of your mouth. abby was in heaven, never seeing you let out this much.

“my- god” you moaned repeatedly while scratching her back muscles.

“i know, angel.. just missed me is that it? not the same when you fuck yourself huh?” she chuckles.

abby’s eyes watches all that cum dripping down the couch. looks like someone is cleaning that up later.

[vampirq]

Wait hold I have an idea. R telling Abby they have a migraine and since we in the apocalypse they don't have much to help... So Abby helps in other way. (Pls have her eat us out.) 🌝🌝

abby anderson anon req 18+

you just came back from a very long and agonizing patrol. you got paired up with owen and usually it’s somewhat tolerable but nope, not today. the moment you made the slightest mistake, you were getting scolded. you were so fed up with him you considered just feeding him to the scars.

but you didn’t.

when you walk through the doors of the shared room, you see abby slouched down on the couch watching some show. her head turns and meets your eyes, giving you a soft smile. “hey babe, how was it?” she questions.

“god, don’t even get me started.” you groan, slinging your backpack down next your bunk.

she giggles and gestures for you to come over to her, so you do. you meet her at the couch and then she grabs your hips, pulling you down onto her. you let out a gasp, “abby, be careful. my fuckin’ head hurts.” you whine, rubbing your temples.

“m’ sorry baby,” she coos in your ear, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck to follow. “jus’ missed you so much.”

you sigh and shift in her lap a little and let your head hang on her shoulder. “do we have any ibuprofen, tylenol, something?”

“not in here, i could go down to the med bay and get some if you want?”

“no, no. just stay here with me abs.”

she nods and starts to rub small but firm circles on your lower back. hoping to provide some kind of relief for you. it’s silent for a while, the two of you just basking in the moment. you even feel yourself beginning to doze off until you hear her soft voice.

“y’know, i could help you with that headache,” she trails off, bringing her hand up to cup your face.

you lift your head up and give her a confused expression. she gives you that look and flickers her eyes from your face to your crotch. you let out a chuckle and roll your eyes, “abby, you can’t be serious.”

she shifts the two of you until she’s sitting on the floor in between your legs. the sudden movement eliciting a small yelp from you. “c’mon baby, tell me about your day.” she mutters, maintaining eye contact with you while trailing her hand up and down your thighs.

you really cannot believe she wants to do this, but you continue anyway. “i dunno, it all jus’ started with owen.” she lets out a groan, making you both giggle. “i know right. i missed one shot and there he is, yelling at me! i ended up killing the scar anyway, so what did it fucking matter?”

sometime in between your rant, abby managed to get the bottom half of your clothes completely off. leaving you bare and exposed to her. you don’t realize it until you feel wet kisses being placed just above your core. the act catches you off guard, breath hitching in your throat.

“a-abby .. what are you-”

“shh baby, jus’ keep talking” she whispers before licking a fat stripe from your sopping hole to your clit.

her tongue works miracles against you, occasionally stopping to leave sweet bruises on your inner thighs. you grind against her tongue, letting out a string of moans. it feels so so good until she stops.

“wh-what happen? please please, keep going abs i—”

“i told you to keep talking didn’t i, pretty girl?”

you nod weakly, “then keep talking.”

you begin talking about your day again except this time, your words aren’t clear, there’s a moan between every few words, and your brain is literally turning into mush. the feeling of her tongue lightly sucking around your clit making you go dumb.

“a-and then when we got back— ohhfuckkkk! gonna cum, gon’ cum, cumming!”

you instantly felt waves of pleasure shoot out through you, a guttural moan leaving you. your orgasm pouring out of you and abby licks up every bit of it. with that your body falls limp against the couch.

abby comes up with the goofiest smile on her face, clearly proud of her work. “you still got that headache princess?”

[gigi-loveless]

thank you @alternativess for the inspo 🎀𓂃 ࣪˖

reqs are open!!

summary: bimbo!reader x abby. abby starts play fighting with you and discovers you enjoy being restrained.

warnings: nsfw under the cut, use of consensual physical restraint in a sexual situation, my first abby fic!!

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“a-abs! stop-stop-stop!” the incessant tickling from your girlfriends sturdy, strong arms was taunting you. trying your best to fight back, you slap her arm sheepishly.

“oh, that’s how you wanna do this, huh?” she smirks playfully, throwing her braid off her shoulder and lunging into you, beginning to play wrestle.

you couldn’t lie, the wet spot in your frilly pink panties was growing increasingly hard to ignore, especially if her muscles kept flexing so tauntingly close to your doe-ish eyes….

regardless! you do your best to fight back just to please her, because you two both know you don’t stand a chance, and she thinks it’s adorable. when you playfully go to bite her bicep, her fighting instincts kick in….

and her beefy, swollen arm has you in an unyielding headlock.

fuck.

the pornographic whimper that erupted from you caused abby to loosen her grip, taking your jaw in her calloused fingers and guiding you up towards her sweat glistened face.

“got something you wanna tell me?”

you begin to shake your head no, but abby interrupts-

“if i take off those panties am i gonna find my girl wet?”

my girl.

well, if you weren’t wet already, she was definitely going to find you soaked now.

with one quick movement, she has you laid down on your back, your underwear in one hand, and another sliding into your folds. your mind goes completely blank, well, more than it already was, only craving abby’s vicious touch.

“oh…sweet girl….tell me. was it that headlock? don’t. lie.”

the desperate moans that are bubbling from your plump pink lips would be fucking embarrassing if you weren’t already so drunk on her touch, your hips hopelessly rutting into her resistant fingers.

“words, angel.”

“y-ye-y….yes!! yes abs!!”

the menacing chuckle she exhaled was enough to make you buckle, but you knew better. had to keep your eyes on abby.

“does my girl get off on being hurt? bein’ restrained?”

“m-mm-mhm!”

“remember our safe word?” she goes soft for a moment, and you nod in agreement. as soon as she gets confirmation, this girl just starts manhandling the fuck out of you. fingerprint shaped marks decorate your hips and ribs as she positions you in the headlock once again, her bicep throbbing against your ear.

“gonna make you cum, yeah baby? no tricks this time, swear. jus’cum fr’me angel….” she cooes, as her previously mocking fingers finally…finally….fill you up completely.

“abs!! a-abs!!!”

“does my girl love my muscles? hgnh- loves how my arms are bigger than her stupid slutty brain?”

“y-yes….ys’ abs! always!”

the pace she’s drilling into you at is relentless, slick drooling down her knuckles and your pillowy thighs. your cushiony walls are throbbing around her thick fingers, only persuading her to go harder, to tighten the death grip on your neck, little veins popping out.

“g-gna’-“ you moan nearly pathetically, abby immediately understanding before you even opened your mouth, because of course she does. this girl knows your body better than anyone, the patterned pulses of your pretty pussy swallowing up her fingers signaling your orgasm.

“go ahead, sweetheart. cum fr’ me.”

your vision nearly goes black as the grip around your neck tightens, and her fingers curl up into you. everything is fuzzy for a few moments, but abby’s comforting touch soothes your senses, effortlessly picking you up and tenderly placing you in her lap.

“come on, baby. gonna draw a bath for you, yeah?”

god, you love abby anderson.

[flowerbunnyboo]

SHOOTING SPARKS AND A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER THINGS | back

starring: san x male reader

summary: Mn and San got married through an arranged marriage. They caught feelings for each other but they needed a spark to confess.

nsfw, minors dni, don’t report

San came to his house after receiving a risky message from his partner only to see red petals on the floor and the living room filled with scented candles. He knew Mn was upto something when he saw the curtains being drawn before.

San unconsciously smiled and made his way to his husband’s room. The two had an arrange marriage but they were friends before their marriage. The feelings were there but some spark was needed.

Mn and San had been married for a month now. Mn was a virgin but he had enough knowledge to have sex. He knew he was a horny beast.

On the other side, San was calm. Sex was always secondary to him in relationships and he used to make sure that his bottoms received all the love while having sex.

“Babe what's all this ?”, San said as he looked at a beautiful man wearing a robe and lace panties lying down on the bed. Mn smirked a bit seeing the erection starting to grow in San’s pant.

“San, baby, please have sex with me. I want you so badly”, Mn said hugging his husband. Those words were enough for San to become turned on.

“Are you sure love ? I don't want to do something uncomfortable”, San said cupping Mn’s face. It was their first time and especially Mn’s first time. He wanted it to be magical. The younger was happy that his husband was concerned. Mn smiled and took his husband’s hand and held it between his hands.

“Yes Sannie… but please don't be rough”, Mn said looking down shyly. “Of course what my prince wants is what he gets”, San said before lifting Mn up and kissing him passionately. He wanted to make Mn feel the love that he had for him.

Slowly and steadily the two undressed each other. Mn was in shock seeing his husband’s body. Toned abs and the body of a Greek God.

Mn just eyed San’s body like it was an artifact on display. “Like what you see baby ?”, San asked seeing his boyfriend stare at him. Mn locked his lips. “Like it ? I love it !”

San just chuckled and and brought Mn closer by the waist. Mn leaned in to kiss his husband. San smilingly sealed their lips. The two kissed as their tongues danced to the rhythm of their love. San's hands slowly made their way towards Mn’s butt. Caressing it and giving it a little jiggle causing Mn to laugh.

San bridal way lifted his husband and brought him on the bed. Mn felt a little shy. “Baby don't be shy. You are beautiful and pretty”, San whispered kissing each and every part of Mn.

“Okay baby I'm going to loosen you up. If it hurts just scream ‘yellow’, okay ?”, San said cutely. Mn couldn't help but chuckle “Okay~AHH~mmphh”. San inserted a finger slowly yet the pain was prevalent in the nether region of Mn.

“Shush baby. Do you want me to stop. I don't want to see you in pain”, San said wiping Mn’s tears. He immediately took out his finger. Mn deeply breathed, “N-no continue~”. He gave San a look of consent. San nodded and inserted another finger and scissored his husband’s hole.

Soon there were four fingers in and Mn was a mess. Not only was he being fucked by four fingers thrusting in and out but San was sucking on every sweet spot on his body and playing with his nipples, “Aah~da-addy m~ore”

San kissed Mn lovingly, he wanted to make sure that the two of them were making love and not just fucking. “Okay baby I'm going to stick it in and don't forget the safe word”, San said grabbing lube from the bedside table. Even though how badly he wanted to wreck Mn, San didn't want to hurt him.

The dominant lined himself up and slowly and steadily pushed in. “Damn baby so tight-”, San said as he felt the tight walls clenching around his dick.

Mn arched his back as he felt full, “D~addy more p~lease unghhh m~ove”. San started thrusting at in inhumane pace hitting every right spot. San was big so his dick hit Mn’s prostate with every thrust.

“~AH-H SHIT~D-ADDY MOR-E”, Mn said wanting more. He was in paradise right now. With every thrust, the younger was living in ecstasy. If this is how having sex feels like then he wouldn't mind having sex everyday.

“I~I’m gon~na cum-unghhh”, Mn said before shooting white strings of cum decorating his and San’s chest. “Damn baby I just started and you came”, San said smirking. ~Y-ou mak~e me fe~el g-ood f-fuckkk”

San swiftly changed positions and made Mn all up on his knees. He quickly inserted his hard cock right into Mn’s tight pink hole. Mn moaned real hard feeling San's dick hit his prostate.

“Fuck~ babe-e”. San played with Mn’s nipples pleasuring him even more. San didn't stop though. His animalistic yet pleasuring pounding was bringing Mn ecstacy. “Does it feel good baby ?”, San asked as he kissed Mn. Mn couldn’t even form words. Taking his silence as a yes, San started to pound faster. Mn could feel his orgasm coming.

“Ah~ fuck da~addy cum-unghhh”. San could feel his release coming closer too. “Let's cum together baby”. And with that, Mn shot strings of white cum, spraying out everywhere. It was almost like a white pond. Two thrusts later, San too released his load inside Mn. He then pulled out letting his work of white river flow down his husband’s hole.

San laid besides Mn taking him in his arms and muttering apologies for hurting Mn. Mn chuckled seeing his husband apologize. “Baby it's okay. It doesn't even hurt, my big baby”. San smiled hearing the answer.

As Mn cuddled more into San, he couldn’t help but blurt out his feelings. “San.. I love you”. San was shocked but shy at the same time. His eyes turned red and he quickly pulled Mn in for a kiss. “Baby, I wouldn’t have made love to you if I wasn’t in love with you”. Hearing San's answer made Mn chuckle.

The two hugged and cuddled for some time. “Come on let’s get you cleaned up”. San cleaned up Mn and gave him everything he wanted. This showed Mn that sex for San is really secondary. He was gentle during sex and gentle afterwards too. He felt really lucky. San ruffled his husband’s hair. "Let's sleep now”. And with a kiss the two slept.

©️ flowerbunnyboo 2024. all rights reserved to me. please don't copy my work or reshare without my permission and credit

[carmenberzattosgf]

Smut request! I just had the thought, what if you started seeing Carmy and for some reason you actually kind of expected him to be *smaller* due to his shorter height (but nevertheless love his huge biceps and how gorgeous he is) ...so when you're about to have sex for the first time, you're stunned into surprise and into a sudden massive size kink when you realize how big/thick he actually is... Like an "I don't know if that will fit" bit 😵‍💫🥵💀

Yeah, the first time he pulls down his boxers… you’re a bit shocked. The surprise must show on your face, because a small chuckle leaves Carmy’s lips.

“Like what you see?” He’s well aware of how attractive his body looks. Carmen’s not confident in much, but his physique is an exception. He’s also well aware of how big he is, and he has every reason to be proud of it.

“You’re like a fucking Greek sculpture or something. So pretty.” Carmy blushes at your praise. He’s never had someone look at his body in such a daze before. He naturally takes a step towards where you sit on his bed, completely bare.

“I should be the one complimenting you, pretty girl.” Carmen’s within arms reach now, and you can’t resist reaching your fingers out to touch him. His muscles tense when your nails graze across his abs. He can see how blown out your pupils are as your fingers trace his happy trail right down to his cock.

You take him in your hand, and your fingers barely touch around him. “So big—never taken anything this big. Do you think it’ll fit?” You gaze up at him, breathing heavily. You already looked fucked out, and he hasn’t even touched you yet.

“I’ll make it fit. We’ll go slow, yeah? M’not gonna do anything that’ll hurt you.” He brings a hand up to cup your cheek. God, even his hand engulfs your face. He needs to be in you, now. “If you wanna stop, tell me, and I’ll stop. Okay?”

“Okay. I trust you, Carm.”

Within minutes, he has you underneath him with your legs open wide, waiting for him. Carmy strokes his cock gently to spread the precum that had collected at his tip over his length. He wastes no time, lining up to your entrance.

“Still feeling okay?” It must have been the fifth time he’s asked by now, but he wants to make sure you’re completely comfortable. He’s so sincere it makes your heart flutter.

“Mhm—please, Carm. Need you in me—“ A moan cuts off your sentence as Carmy presses into you. Carmy grits his teeth; it’s taking all the power he has not to just plow into your warm cunt.

“So fucking tight—god, baby. Relax—I gotcha,” he coos. He moves his hand to press his thumb into your swollen bud. Your hips twitch as he runs slow circles onto your clit. “There we go. That’s a good girl.”

Carmy’s thumb distracts you enough that you don’t realize he’s nearly half way inside of you. You’ve never felt so stretched full before. “So—so big, Carm. S’much—holy shit,” you whine. Your hands frantically reach out for him, desperate to feel his skin. They end up settling on his waist. Carmy winces when your nails dig into his skin, but he already knows he’s going to love looking at those scratch marks in the morning.

“Shh—I know. You’re taking it so good, baby. So fucking good.” He lets his hips sink the rest of the way down after you adjust. Tears pool in the corner of your eyes as he bottoms out.

“Please fuck me, I can’t—need to feel you. Please.” You beg.

“Let me know if it’s too much.”

Carmy fucks you deep and slow that night. Every single thrust is deliberate to bring you pleasure. He’s barely even pulling half way out of you, instead focusing the movement of his hips to grind his cock deep inside of you.

The pleasure is mind numbing. Carmy’s cock hits spots that you’ve never felt before, and it makes wild and desperate sounds leave your mouth. “Carmy, Carmy, Carmy. S’deep. Feels like you’re in my stomach—fuck.”

Carmy’s not doing much better. The way your squeezing around him feels like heaven on earth. His hand leaves your throbbing clit to rest right below your navel. Carmen splays his palm and presses down firmly. “Yeah? Can you feel me right here?”

“Mhm—“ a sharp whimper escapes you as he picks up the pace. “Shit—C-Carm. Close—I’m so close, please.”

“Go on, baby. Cum around my cock for me. Been such a good girl; you deserve it.”

With his permission, you hit your peak. Your legs tremble as your wrap them around his waist in a last ditch effort to get him even closer. That’s what sends Carmy over the edge, spilling deep inside of you. Your hips twitch against his as he pumps you full of cum.

You don’t realize you blacked out until you suddenly feel a warm wash cloth between your legs, cleaning you up. You’re still too fucked out to speak properly, so you just look at him with a giddy smile on your face.

The next morning you can barely walk, legs shaking with every step. Carmy profusely apologizes, feeling like absolute shit for not taking more time to stretch you out.

However, you whispering in his ear that you like being reminded of how good he fucked you with ever step you take shuts him right up.

[berritart]

thinking about shotgunning with abby for the first time #needthat

cw - oral (r!recieving), petnames (baby, angel, sweetheart), drug usage, afab reader, overstimulation ?? nawt proofread

you asked abby about smoking around a week and a half ago. she was shocked that her girlfriend would ever be interested weed. if she could recall you absolutely hated when she smoked around you. everytime you went to her place you begged her not to because of the smell. so what's the change of heart now.

"been rly stressed abs. isn't this shit supposed to help?" you point at her stash on her desk. "yeah why? don't tell me little miss i-hate-weed wants to start smoking."

"i mean it wouldn't hurt to try. finals and work been kicking my ass." you plop down onto her bed next to abby, turning to face her.

she already starts messaging her plug. "well i'm gonna be honest i dont want you buying from anyone. so ill buy it for you and test it out, see if its right for you. so maybe next week?" abby suggests.

"aw thank you baby." you whisper against her skin, nuzzling your head in the crook of her neck.

so that was a week ago.

you already requested off the next day, scared shitless you wouldn't even sober up by then.

you watch her intensively as she rolls and lights the blunt with ease. she has you in her lap, laughing at how you're so intrigued over the simple action. "what... stop laughing at me abs." you push her shoulder lightly, shuffling a little bit closer on her lap. abby reaches over for the lighter bringing it up to the blunt. "m not angel, just think it's cute how you're acting over this. here."

she hands you the blunt, placing it between your thumb and pointer fingertips. "just inhale it baby, not that hard." you place the blunt between your lips, taking a drag out of it slowly.

it's seconds after you break out in a coughing fit, gripping onto abby's shirt. you feel like you're about to die, your eyes watering and you start wheezing and coughing. "what the fuck. what am i doing wrong" you question, handing it back to abby. she takes a drag out of her wonky ass perfectly rolled blunt. no coughing, no wheezing, nothing.

"how about we try this. open your mouth." she takes another drag, watching your pretty little lips open wide for her. you close your eyes and abby blows smoke into you mouth. you inhale as she exhales, taking all of what she gives you.

when she finished shotgunning you, you definitely feel it a bit already but nothing crazy. "again abs." you whine loudly. "i like this more than doing it myself." abby takes another drag to blow in your mouth. how could she ever say no to you.

the blunt was completely finished. you being high revealed some things abby didn't even know. you're definitely not a lightweight shockingly and you get extremely horny when under the influence. so much she had to help her poor baby out.

"abs...slow d..down." you whine against one of the pillows on your girlfriend's bed. she's been lapping at your folds for about 30 minutes, not having the nerve to stop after orgasms. her strong arms were wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer everytime you tried to pull away. "mmm just one more please baby" she muffled against your glistening folds, the vibrations making you go utterly crazy.

it was too much. you probably have had three orgasms so far. abby still wanted more. she forgot all about the blunt you two shared almost an hour ago. she was high off your sweet cunt, intoxicated with how your body would squirm within her grasp. one after the other she did not give you a break. she just needed her gorgeous girl to give her one more.

"fuck fuck fuck i'm g-gonna-" you whimpered loudly, wandering hands finding its way to tug at her blonde roots.

"cum? c'mon angel give it to me." she borderline whined just now, her lips perfectly wrapped around your swollen cunt, sucking non stop. her thick fingers found its way inside you, making a slow scissoring motion. "baby- feels s-so good..." you weren't going to last any longer by the looks of it.

after a few more seconds of the constant sucking and fingering, your juices released all over your girlfriend's face and fingers. your back was arched off the bed, hands almost pulling abby's hair out. after catching your breath you looked down at her between your legs, scoffing at the grin on abby's face. "fuck baby, squirted all over my face too?" she chuckled, leaning her head against your thigh.

"when is gonna be our next session sweetheart?"

a/n - been watching tlou 2 gameplays i genuinely need her #bad

[k3n-dyll]

On A High [Sevika Drabble]

||Men, minors, and ageless DNI

Masterlist | Divider Creds | Palestine Links!!

CW: 18+, wlw, not proofread, dom!Sevika x fem!reader, oral (S!recieving), drug usage (Shimmer), squirting

A/N: "You've written a drabble and a fic about Sevika fucking readers face and squirting all over it already!" Hey, maybe it's time to consider I'm projecting my desires onto you! Hope this helps! <3

Sevika, high on a more experimental dose of Shimmer, pushing you down to the floor of her office because she can't force herself to wait any longer. Her flesh hand is wrapped in a tight fist around your hair as she shoves your face into her pussy without much regard for your airway. Ever since she injected it, she's been heated, and taking down the dumbasses that had tried to smuggle a supply of the glowing purple liquid drug out of the factory to sell for themselves wasn't enough to calm her down.

She was just meant to be testing it out. It was a much smaller dose than she normally takes - barely half a vial, and yet she can still practically feel her own blood coursing at rapid speed through her veins. Each muscle in her body feels tense, the tips of her fingers are buzzing and it's all she can do to not start clawing at your scalp just to push your face harder against her dripping cunt, guttural grunts and moans escaping her throat through bared teeth

"C'mon baby, there you go....fuckin' take it, jus' like that" "Look so good strugglin' to breathe - fuck"

You try your absolute best to keep up with her, but her thrusts lack a true rhythm, her hips bucking back and forth against your tongue, which you eventually just leave flat and tense on the surface of your bottom lip. Deep down she knows she's probably hurting you a little, and she can hear how much of a struggle you're having in your attempts to take a full breath but she can't stop herself if she tried, and she knows how much you like being used.

"My little fuckin' toy, aren't you?" She taunts from above, her brows knit together in almost anger the longer it takes her to just fucking cum already. Though it hasn't been much longer than it normally takes, it feels like it's been an eternity to the point where she's on the brink of tears. The irritation only makes her go harder, sliding her cunt against you, forcing your nose to bump up so nicely against her puffy, impatient clit over and over again.

"C'mon c'mon c'mon, fuck, please"

Of course, the first time you hear the woman break down and beg for something is when she isn't even begging you. Instead, she's just begging her own body to let her get there. There's no sense of broken pride within her, no feeling of lost dignity, just the insatiable need to let go.

And when she does, it's fucking explosive.

Her thighs shake, then tense up hard on either side of your head, abs flexing, toes curling against the floor. She can barely keep herself upright, her wobbling forcing you to bring your hands up to her ass to help her stay in place. Sevika isn't normally a loud one but at the moment she can't help it, damn near whimpering in pure ecstasy as her juices squirt out all over your face in light bursts.

Sevika looks down at you, breathing still ragged and heavy and she just laughs watching the makeup run down your wet face. Her grip loosens around your hair and her irises transition back to their normal silver tint as she calms down, breathing out a sigh of utter relief as she feels her once tense and overwhelmed muscles relax.

Her body officially gives out, flopping down on her desk chair, taking a moment to gather herself before lazily patting her still twitching thigh.

"C'mere, let's get you cleaned up, hm?"

Wanted to put out more Arcane stuff since I feel like I've been more focused on my TLOU girlies lately

Reblogs are appreciated | Taglist: @archangeldyke-all, @delinthecut @sevsbaby, @half-of-a-gay, @porcelainmystery

[xxyuta]

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warnings: masterbation, edging, mention of blood, overstimulation, p in v, mutual masterbation, squirting, small mention of choking, spit play, a cherry lollipop…, swearing, praising, mommy kink, somnophilia, nipple play, yelling/arguing, slapping, thigh kink, dry humping

authors note: back from my grave to post & once again, something for all! (btw this took forever because im a procrastinator ≽^• ˕ • ྀི≼) ty for reading!!! 💗

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JOHNNY is laying down on the couch while you clean up the kitchen for the night. what you do notice is what you're wearing; something rather short and tight as pijamas. what you don't seem to notice is the way johnny sneaks glances whenever you bend down as he strokes his hard cock underneath his sweatpants. when you finally make your way over, he quickly takes his hand out from his pants in hopes you didn’t notice his action, but oh you do. you decide to mess with him a little. you take a seat in his lap before stretching your neck and back showing off your cute little outfit that he so dearly wants off of you. you can feel the way his cock twitches as you do so and his face burns up, turning a light shade of red as you coo to him, “my johnny wants something hm?”. before he could say anything you grind your hips earning a loud groan from him. “wait-”, he says as you continue rolling your hips against his hard. you giggle at him, he looks cute the way hes trying to make you stop to let him breath for a second. “what is it? want me to stop?”, you tilt your head. “want it off- off please!”, he begs as his fingers attempt to pull off your shorts. you smile at him before getting off to do so as he does the same. “better?”, you say, caressing his chest, feeling the way his muscles tense up at the sensation of his cock grinding against your bare cunt. “yes.. fuck- yes feels so good!!”. its seconds before he starts groaning loudly, jolting and squirming at the way you pick up your pace going hard and faster. “please…”, he whines, gripping at your tits and thighs. “please what?”, you ask, your hands on top his. “please, need to cum. please let me, please”, he begs. you prop yourself on his abs before going even faster and harder, sweat beading off one another's bodies as you both cum. you slow down your pace as he lets out soft exhales, bodies coming together in an embrace. “was gonna give you more than that…”, you start. he's definitely going to get exhausted tonight.

TAEYONG and you are chopping up fruit to eat on a sweet summer day, sun beaming into the kitchen gleamingly. the energy is comforting, until the knife taeyong was using slips off the table and onto your lap, the sharp edge grazing your mid thigh, cutting through deep enough for blood to course out. “fuck! i’m sorry, i'm so sorry”, he pleads as he rushes to get a damp towel. you sit there, taking in the slightly piercing feeling, to be honest it doesn't hurt much but you let taeyong treat you. “im sorry my love, the knife it- it fell then it just- fuck im so sorry.” he says as you notice his now glossy eyes. you smile as he's on his knees, gently wiping up the blood. “it's okay taeyongie, im fine, don't worry” you give him a peck on the lips, hands playing with his hair subtly. “i just- fuck” he sighs. you sense the way he's feeling, guilty. the atmosphere turns intimate, your hand continuing to play with his hair as his head rests on top of your thighs. his eyes are glossy and his lips a little red. he slowly caresses your legs now, as you tug his hair a little earning a moan from him. his lips meet your fresh cut, kissing it to soothe his guilt. but he for some reason can't stop. his lips keep kissing your legs and when he looks up at you, gosh does he look so adorable. you can't help but move a finger to his bottom lip, then between his lips then in his mouth. he sucks on it, slowly, eyelids struggling to stay open as he relaxes. you tug at his hair once more, he moans with your finger on his tongue as you make eye contact and pat the counter in front of you. you pull his pants down a bit as he sits on the counter in front of you, as you begin sucking him off. it happens quick, everything right now feels so intimate, relaxing, though, you just got sliced with a knife. he throws his head back, letting every sound escape from him as you take him all down in your throat. he groans loudly in response, hand moving to grip your head. “i'm sorry” he lets out softly. you replace your mouth with your hand, smiling up at him before leaning in to kiss him. it's like you can feel all of him, the way he's calm and composed, yet still feeling a little guilty, and you feel like he thinks he should be doing something to you instead. “i'm sorry, okay?”, he says again, this time quieter. pulling him closer to you in a hug, your hand moves faster on his cock as he whines a bit. you move close to his ear now, “cum”, and he does exactly that.

YUTA and you sit in the living room, playing on your switch and feeling all giggly. it isn’t long before you win the game and he comes attacking you, “not fair!”, he says as he tickles your sides. he showers you with kisses saying, “your just good at everything hm?” and you imply that he’s talking about other stuff. “why? wanna see what i can do?”, you say teasingly, but he’s definitely serious when he blankly says, “yeah”. you pause for a moment before you both quickly remove your clothing. you straddle him on the couch as you leave marks on his neck. you bring a hand to jerk him, resulting in loud desperate moans leaving his throat. you’re just too good, the way his adrenaline races as you act fast, and they way he feels your skin on his, it’s all so much for him, so he cums quickly, but you don’t plan on stopping now. you sit on his still hard cock, bouncing so effortlessly as he kisses your chest talking bout, “feels like heaven, so perfect, m’ perfect for you right?” and he’s looking at you with big glossy eyes. you grab his hair, tilting his head up as you let spit fall into his mouth. “your mine”, you whisper in his ear and that’s all he needs to hear before he cums. you pull off of him, letting the fluid run down both of you, he moans at the sight. “more”, he says. “u sure?”, you reply because you honestly thought this was a one and done thing. you shrug, pushing him on his back, as you turn around, fucking yourself onto him as he kneeds your ass. the sounds make you heat up more, the sounds of skin slapping and his shameless moans and groans. it’s not long before he cums again, but it’s certainly not the last time tonight.

KUN is nestled into you, the sunlight shining through the light curtains. he’s rambling about his plans for today while aimlessly tracing circles on your stomach. “so will you come?”, you snap back into reality. “come?”, you perch up. he laughs, “will you come to the store with me, silly”. you smile, “of course my love”. you cradle his face, taking in the way he’s naturally glowing and the way his toned body lays next to yours. it’s like he senses what you want, so he crawls between your legs, kissing up your legs, holding one over his shoulder. you let him do what he wants, eating the hell outta you. and when he does he’s rutting himself against the mattress, moaning into your pussy, not ever thinking to stop anytime soon. you feel overstimulated and tug his hair telling him, “no more, please…”, but he just can’t get enough of you. “so- so good though…”, he whines. you tug his hair harder now, maneuvering him to lay down beneath your. “why don’t you ever listen?”, you tut at him. you bring his arms beside his head as you grind roughly on his hard bulge. “fuck!”, he cries out, but you don’t care. you continue until he’s shaking uncontrollably. but right before he reaches his orgasm, you sit up off of him. he whines loudly, “shit- please no”. you just giggle, not feeling any pity for his bad behavior from before. you grind on him once again, but stopping when you sense his high coming, leaving him laying there edged and pathetic. “m’ sorry, just let me cum please!”, he pleads, but as you say, “i guess”, you just edge him over and over again.

DOYOUNG walks into your shared room, idling near the door looking at you then the floor. "whats wrong?" you ask. he says nothing as he presses his lips together, continuing to look at the floor as he sits on the bed next to you. he finally looks into your eyes. he cant quite talk right now. hes too embarrased. no, hes ashamed. "i-" he stutters out. "you what?", you say running out of patience. "i want you to play with me." he finally admits. you smile. "okay my doyoungie", you say softly. your fingers swipe against his damp lips, eyes fixated on the way he wants to open his mouth. you hum as he does so, allowing your finger to enter. he sucks around your finger, tongue swiping against it as he breathes heavily. he whines. you release you finger, holding him by the jaw as you tell him, "you wont make a peep, and if you do...you lose!", you say with a soft smile. he nods. hes laying on the bed as you straddle him, his briefs being the only thing keeping him apart from your bare cunt. hes trying so hard not to let a moan escape. he feels that he needs to, but hes a good boy, he would never. suddenly, you pull down his briefs, sinking quickly onto his erection. he groans, eyes darting to yours in hopes you didnt notice. buy you very well did. you bring a hand up, smacking him across the cheek enough for it to sting a bit. he whimpers. again, you smack other cheek now. his eyes turn glossy, a tear running down his cheek as you bounce so perfectly on his cock. his hands grip onto your waist tightly, keeping eye contact with you as you throw your head back, letting a loud moan out almost as if your taunting him. he bites hard on his lip, hands now gripping your ass. you take his hands and hold them to the sides of his head. you stare down at him and his wet cheeks and puffy eyes and flushed out face. he closes his eyes, he feels pathetic, but he loves it. "cum." you tell him. he lets out a quiet low groan as he does so. his body shakes against yours as he pants as he throws his head back against the pillows. you lay beside him, hugging him as he sniffles and wipes his cheeks.

TEN walks into the living room to see you cleaning. he sits on the couch watching you vacuum. when you finish, you notice the way he’s still watching you whilst laying on his back. you walk over, “what’s wrong?” you say caressing his cheek. he leans into it talking bout you’ve been ignoring him and leaving him alone and shit. “well i didn’t mean to, let me make it up to you hm?”, “well okay”, he smiles. “get on your knees okay?” and he does so quickly knowing what’s coming next. now what he likes is your thighs, your precious sweet and soft thighs that feel just too good around him. he kneels on the sofa as you stand in front of him. he slowly begins humping, cock squished between your soft thighs. he grips your waist tightly, hard enough to leave marks, as you squeeze your thighs closer together. caught by surprise he moans into your side and bites the flesh, squeezing his eyes shut at the sudden feeling. you giggle at his pathetic actions and he whines in response. you let him at it for a couple minutes until he begins unevening his pace, going slower, signaling that he’s close. you reach behind you to intertwine your fingers in his hair. “aww my tennie, i’m sorry i left you alone”, you apologize. “n-no, ‘s okay” he pleads as he grips tighter onto your body. he finally releases his load, smearing it on your thighs as you turn around to face him. “where’s my thank you?”, you say cocking your head. he looks up to you, going in to kiss your thighs, lips slightly covered in his own cum. “thank you, i love you, i do”, he says in between kisses.

JAEHYUN is listening to you ramble about your day, complaining and whining about things that ticked you off. he’s leaning against the headboard, soothing your back, grinning, as he finds you just too cute. “what? why aren’t you saying anything?”. you ask him. you give him a light slap at his arm as he just says nothing and continues giggling. “just-“, he looks at you up and down, “keep talking”. you know that look, so you keep talking, but you slowly come to straddle him. you watch as his face goes from a soft smirk to a face way serious. “and at the store, gosh-“, you suddenly grind down on his lap, “the salesperson was just so uptight!”. he couldn’t believe that you were grinding down on him like this as you speak so casually. “don’t you just hate those type of people my jaehyunnie!”, you say frustrated as he can do nothing but hang his jaw open. you strike his cheek, “answer!”. “y-yes, i hate them”, he finally speaks. as you continue, you take off your panties and slide down his boxers. “why can’t people just love their jobs??”, you pull his hair a bit as you sink down on his cock. he moans loudly, hands coming to grip your hips as his dick twitches uncontrollably under you. you begin riding him as he stares, jaw still hung open. “jaehyunnie, you’re a good boy, you’re my good boy hm?”, you whine as you cup his face. “mm- fuck, yes, yes i am”, he says with the cutest puppy eyes, becoming glossy as a tear rolls down his cheek. “am what?”, expecting a different answer. “yes mommy, shit- i’m you’re good boy”. you fuck him faster as a reward. as he moans louder you know he’s close so you tilt his head up with one hand and with the other you wipe his tears. “why’re you crying hm? i’m the one having a bad day!”, you bring a hand around his neck as you lightly press bringing him to his climax as he cums inside of you. you sit up, letting everything drip out of you, “now clean this up!”, you demand.

WINWIN is bothering you as he does every night, however this time is different because you can tell he’s in the mood. your sitting beside him in bed, feeling him up and down as he pouts at you. you smile at him, no words needed to tell you how much he wants you right now, not to fuck you, but for you to just tease and play with him. he doesn’t say anything as he pulls his sweatpants down, and he doesn’t say anything as he softly strokes himself as you watch him. “fuck…” he sighs. you don’t really know how he’s such in heat, but you assume because you simply are watching him. he bites his lip, his finger playing with his sticky tip as he pulls it away, letting the strand stretch out and onto his stomach. you press your thighs at the sight of him, you don’t even need to touch him, but you begin touching yourself. hand coming between your thighs and rubbing over your wet, clothed, cunt. he notices and it makes him even more feral now, hand teasing his tip more so that it turns a blushed red. he moans quietly at first, eyes shutting every once in a while to avoid cuming too quick. he whines and squirms as he edges himself ever so slyly, but of course you notice so you do the same. you both edge yourselves to the sight and sound of each other masturbating. moments pass until your desperate to cum, so you tap his arm softly, back arching as he’s quick to move you on top of him so your sitting above his face. you recognize his desire as you let yourself cum, muscles tightening as your cum drips down and into his mouth. he makes direct eye contact as he sticks his tongue out, lapping at your pussy and tasting every last drop of you.

JUNGWOO walks into the room when you tell him you have a surprise for him for being so hardworking during the new comeback. grabbing his hand you lead him in front of the long mirror on the floor. he doesnt realize what your intentions are until youre sitting behind him against the bedframe spreading open his legs. his smile drops as he realizes what the surprise is. you dont hesitate to begin palming him through his sweatpants as his body tenses less and less. “relax mkay?”, you softly tell him. he nods as he makes himself comfortable between your legs, head laying on your shoulder and arms wrapped around your legs. he lets out soft moans that you cant get enough of, voice all gentle and mellow that he begins closing his eyes from pure bliss. “lets take this off ok?”, you nod at him referring to his sweatpants. he looks like hes about to fall asleep as you now stroke his now hardened dick, admiring the way he reacts through the mirror. your free hand reaches to his hair, massaging his scalp as he lets out a moan. It seems as he cant pick between keeping his eyes open or closed as you slightly add more of a grip on his dick. “you did so good today jungwoo…”, you tell him. this seems to make him close his eyes again, taking in the way you praise him. “but my baby is probably so tired hm?”, he nods as he cant keep still anymore, readjusting himself every second now in your embrace. “let go whenever you want mk? i'm here to take care of u my jungwooie~”, you whisper. he bites his lip as his hips twitch a bit before cumming. you help him ride out his high, continuing to gently stroke his dick as he nestles his head in your neck. “look at my pretty babys mess”, you tease, but he doesnt move his head away from your body, slightly embarrassed by his actions. “aw whats wrong?”, you coo. he pulls a way for a bit before staring at you then the mirror. you look into it, noticing how his shirt had ridden up and his torso down was completely bare, covered in his own juices. “jungwooie~ youve been a good boy, dont be embarrassed for getting a reward..” you soothed him. “m just-...never done this before thats all”, he admits. you giggle at his confession, earning a lazy smile back from him. he lets his eyes drift closed into a sweet slumber in your embrace, internally thanking the universe he has someone like you. 

MARK came back from a long busy day, and he really needed your help perhaps with one thing. “so, i wanted to ask you something…”, he begins as you cock your head. “sure markie”, you smile moving a strand of his hair. he smiles at the nickname, “i wanna, want you to- to just”, he stutters. you laugh, “don’t worry, i got you”, you say biting your lip as you push him down on the seat in your shared living room. you insert your legs between his, opening them wider as you tilt his head up slightly, caressing his bottom lip. “so cute”, you say quietly. he shifts at your compliment, leg bouncing but stopping when you insert two fingers in his mouth. he sucks on them sweetly, tongue swirling around them. you remove them before you lean down to kiss him with both passion and lust. you move your knee to nudge at his bulge, he moans into your mouth, “fuck”. you pull away, helping him take off his clothes as you kneel in between his legs. you suck on his tip first, letting it fall into your mouth as you lick it softly. he falls apart, his composure is all lost as he bucks his hips up, desperate for you to make him cum. “my markie, so tired and beat down, don’t worry, i’ll take care of you”, you say as you maneuver your hands ever so perfectly around his cock. he whines and moans as his back begins to arch, hips thrusting into your touch. you move your hands to his balls, massaging them as you suddenly deep throat him, making you gag and him groan. he grips the seats arms tightly as his body twitches and shivers, could you be even more better? you bob your head up and down as his hips match your pace rapidly. he feels himself coming to his high, and he feels so high that it feels celestial. you notice the way his legs twitch and you pull off, hand coming to finish him. he cums into your hand, but the way you’re not stopping makes him arch his back and squirt, fluid spraying over his body and you. your jaw is hung as you admire the sight in front of you, skin glistening in sweat and juices, his flushed cheeks, and glossy eyes fighting to stay open. “can you do that again?”.

XIAOJUN and you sit in the kitchen. you suck on your cherry lollipop as you admire your boyfriend’s side profile, “yknow you really are blessed”, you tell him. he blushes at the compliment, your finger coming to trace his facial structure. you pull out your lollipop as you turn his face to face you. he looks at you innocently as you bring your lollipop to his bottom lip, coating it in the cherry flavor. “do you like it?”, you ask. he licks his lip and nods. you bring it to his lip again, coating it again then inserting it into his mouth. he sucks in it briefly before you pull it out, tasting it as you suck on it teasingly. he breathes heavily now, and you turn his chair to face you. you bring a foot to his lap, rubbing over his bulge as he lets out the prettiest whimpers you’ve heard. xiaojun feels himself relaxing all his muscles as he lets himself fall forward onto your shoulder. “mm…fuck-“, he moans into your neck. you turn and capture his lips onto yours, kissing him as he moans into your mouth, the cherry flavor still lingering. “so stirred for my foot.” you say and he can’t help but whimper louder now. he unzips his jeans, your foot now rubbing atop his briefs. he bucks and twitches his hips up every so often. “fuck- so hot”, he says as he makes eye contact with you. you smile and kiss his forehead as you help him out his pants and briefs. he sits back down as you bring your lollipop to swirl around his cock, leaking with precum. the action makes him moan at the sight and you smile at his reaction. but he swears he’s about to cum when you bring the lollipop to your lips, teasing it a little before inserting it into your mouth, tasting the mixed flavors of cherry and his cum. “wanna taste?”, you say pouting before coming in to kiss him, swirling your tongue in his mouth to make him taste it. he whines and shakes a little and that’s when you notice he’s came untouched. he looks at you slightly embarrassed while you’re pressing your thighs together.

HENDERY walks in from the bedroom to the sofa where you’re watching a film. he doesn’t say anything but sits next to you and grabs your knee. he leans his head on your shoulder as you sit in silence. you know what he wants and what mood he’s in, so you play into it for him. you bring your hand to comb his hair with your fingers as the other sits in his lap, dangerously close to where he wants your touch most. feeling bold you say, “what? want to fuck me?” and he pops his head up quickly to meet your eyes. your serious and he’s even more serious when he says, “yes please”. you straddle his hips, shifting a little to take each others pants off. you bite your lip as you sink onto him, bottoming out as you let your head fall back. “yes- so good mommy, want you so bad”, he gives in. he lets out moans uncontrollably as you quicken your pace, making him feel overstimulated despite even cumming yet. you ride his length for a moment before he can feel himself coming to a climax. “already gonna cum?”, you tease at him. you slap his cheek lightly, “pathetic”. that’s when he thrusts his hips up before letting his body shiver and shake, releasing his cum into you. “again?”, you say and before he can even answer you sit back on his cock, fucking him as he yelps. “shit!”, he says with heavy breaths. you see the way his body starts glistening in a sheer coat of sweat. you lick the side of his face teasingly, “you wanted this so bad and im giving it to you, do you not want it no more?”. he can’t even speak, the overstimulating feeling of his cock inside you too soon makes him orgasm again. you can’t believe him, it’s like it takes less time for him to orgasm each time, so you test your theory out some more.

RENJUN has been wanting to make a move on you for a while now, but hes just too timid to do so. luckily, you notice the way hes staring at you while youre reading your book. he claims hes bored and insists on taking a nap, but whenever you look at him, hes staring at you. you discard the book youre reading to lay with him. facing him, you notice his glossy eyes and the way his mouth slightly parts as if he wanted to say something. instead, you close the space between you with a lustful kiss, hands roaming around until you could pull his shirt off. “renjunie..” you whisper, smiling a little as you now straddle him, feeling the way he's so hard beneath you. “please~”, he whines. you lift off a bit to push your shorts and panties off meanwhile he pulls his sweats down enough to release his twitching cock. “mmm~ my renjunie is so cute hm?” you tease at him, lightly touching his red-tipped cock. he feels like hes going crazy, squirming under your touch wanting you do to quite literally anything to him. you begin sinking down on his cock as he springs his head off the mattress to let out a loud groan. moving now at a swift pace, renjun finds himself in a sweat, endlessly panting and whining from your fastening pace. you bring a hand to his cheek, stroking his bottom lip and slipping your thumb in his mouth while he lets out a honeyed moan. “my junie being so cute”, you sweetly smile at him as you feel his cock twitch inside your plush walls. you clench in response, he panics though as he releases inside you a little too early. “shit- m’ sorry!! im sorry im sorry..”, voice filled with fear as he sits up quickly. you laugh at his cute actions, not stopping despite him finishing. you looks up at you concerned, “wait- wait fuck, feels too mph…”, he grunts. all he hopes is for you to stop, but its your mission not to, you wanna see your good boy fall apart underneath you right? you notice the way he looks right now, eyes shut as tears run down his soft cheeks, hair stuck on his forehead from sweat and eyebrows furrowed together. and gosh he cant stop whining and crying. “please!!!” he cries, rutting his hips up into you, hands gripping at your tits under your tank top. it sounds like he wants you to stop, but his actions say otherwise…

JENO is sleeping beside you, at peace as the morning sunlight glows against his skin. you woke up first, stretching your arms out as you admire his gleaming skin, focusing on the side profile of his nose bringing a finger to caress its shape. he's fast asleep when you get a sudden urge to toy with him. you sit up on the bed, legs sprawling on either side of you. you bring a hand to slowly lift the covers up and off him. noticing the way his bare chest heaves up and down, you trace his abs, slowly bringing your hand further down his torso. you reach his bulge, already hard as it is the morning as you swiftly pull his boxers just enough to release it. slowly beginning to pump his cock, you pay close attention as to whether he will wake up or not. his face contorts a bit before his heavy lids open, "fuck-" he sighs. his back arches a bit as his hand finds its way to your thighs. he lets out a moan with every exhale, breathing heavily as you move your hand faster against his shaft, making sure to touch the tip every now and then. his back arches more as he grunts out, "gonna cum- fuck honey". he lets out long stripes of cum over himself before you instantly straddle him. your panties are still on as you grind against his still hard cock. "shit baby wait...", but you don't stop. "want my baby to feel good okay?", you tell him as you slip your shirt off. "please..." he pleads, you notice the way his eyes are big and full of lust. his mouth hangs a little open tempting you to shove two fingers in it. he swirls his tongue around your fingers as you continue grinding on him, gradually quickening your pace. he lets out a long and loud moan, sending shivers through your body, helping you reach your climax. his hands grab the sheets beneath him as he once more arches his back beginning to hit his climax. you help him, hands coming under and arching his back even more up. "so good my baby, so pretty for me", you praise him as he lets out his load all over your panties.

HAECHAN wakes up just before you do, turning over and watching you wake up and stretch. he’s in awe of you, the way you’re naturally glowing in the morning despite you thinking you look a mess. he’s wants to show you just how much he loves you, so he swiftly moves down between your legs, kissing in between your thighs just before he moves to lick you over your panties. “haechannie, feels so good” you moan. but knowing you feel good makes him feel good too, so he starts grinding his hips against the mattress beneath him. you notice and let out a soft giggle, you push his head away, his mouth is glistening and hanging open and his eyes barely manage to stay open. he whines a little and you bring him to kneel in front of your mouth. sticking his tip into your mouth, he shivers and he suddenly feels limp. he grips tightly onto the headboard as he receives the best head of his life. but your not done playing with him, getting on all fours you signal him to start fucking you. but he’s so out of it that he just leaves his cock in you saying, “no no, can’t do it, i’ll just leave it here”. you laugh at him and instead move your hips back and forth. he’s moaning so loud that you turn back concerned, but he appears to be in heaven so you go faster on him. feeling his twitching cock, you pull away and see his reaction. “f-fuck”, he whines before falling against the bed. you sit next to him and bring your finger to his severely red tip, you touch it and observe how he arches his back. your eyes widen and he can’t do nothing but lay there and moan. “again, p-please, wanna cum” he pleads. you can’t believe it, so to test how needy he really is, you let a strand of spit drop down to his tip and he flinches at the feeling as he arches again and cums. you laugh at him, and he finally opens his eyes and notices. he’s flushed out from the bare minimum and your laughing. so he cums again. taking you by surprise, you stop laughing, and can’t do nothing but hang your mouth open as he hides his face in embarrassment.

JAEMIN and you lay in bed while scrolling on your phones. getting bored, he drops his phone beside him to look over to you. you notice and look back, but still scroll on your phone but letting a hand come over to play with his. a minute passes and you move your hand to his bicep, he takes it as a hint before saying, “oh so you wanna play with me hmm”, but you don’t respond. he sits up now facing you, “what? not talking?”, and you just move your phone to make eye contact before continuing on your phone. he huffs, “pleasee”, he shakes your arm. leaning over your body, he looks at your phone, but sees nothing interesting but you bring your hand back to his bicep, squeezing and massaging at it. “m just tired”, you finally say. he whines but you don’t react. so, he brings his hips against you, moving your legs onto his shoulders. he slowly begins to move against you, humping you while you’re both fully clothed. he watches your face through the mirror besides the bed. nothing. he goes harder now, moving at a faster pace. “cmon” he says as he feels himself getting hot. eventually he’s full on going at it, using you to bring himself to an orgasm. he grips your thighs as he fucks into you with just underwear between each other. you can’t lie, it feels so good, but you wanna annoy him so bad, but by the looks of it, he seems pretty annoyed so you decide to throw your phone on the bed, bringing yourself to your elbows watching the way he grinds against you. “finally”, he whines. he moans and let’s his head drop, you comb through his hair as you move your panties to the side. noticing, he doesn’t think twice to pull down his briefs, finally feeling you against his cock. “so…wet…”, he pants watching the way his cock glides against you.

YANGYANG and you were in the bathroom. you at the mirror and him in the bathtub. you seemed to be talking aimlessly, ranting to him about things that pissed you off lately. he sat in his bubbles in his own world before getting snapped back into reality. “hello? can you help me?”, you said as your back faced him, signaling him to take your bra off. as he did so, you felt the warm water from his fingers. sighing, you turned around, dropping your panties to the floor and getting in with him. his eyes widened a bit, but enjoyed the sudden action. “yang yknow…i’m sorry if i’ve been ignoring how your feeling, how are you feeling?”, you ask as you brush his hair out his face. “mm, good”, he says shyly. you giggle in adoration, “yeah? you don’t sound too sure”, you question before bringing your hand to his thigh, stroking it beneath the warm water. you inch forward, now coming in to kiss his jaw. “well- you sure are helping…”, he mumbles. you continue kissing his face and body before returning attention to your hand which now strokes his hard cock. “fuck- feels good”, he moans. it’s a lot for him, the warm water, your kisses, and the way you pleasure him. “mm- gonna”, he lets out quicker than you thought. “want u to cum for me”, you whisper and he does so while he whines softly. all of a sudden he’s sitting on the bath ledge, body glistening from the steamy air and warm water with your mouth wrapped around him, edging him. “please- just…”, “just what?”, “let me cum please!” he pleads. you suck harshly around him, mouth releasing him before he gets the chance to orgasm. he can definitely say he’s feeling good fr now.

CHENLE and you are cuddled close watching a movie late at night. you feel your eyes slowly closing before you feel chenle nudge you. he moves closer to you before letting out a whine, pointing to your chest. you look at him confused, but he just does what he wants and kisses your cleavage. you understand now, pulling down your cami and allowing him to suck and kiss your tits. he hums in satisfaction before rocking his hips against your thigh. you notice the way he’s twitching as if he was feining for this all day long. you bring a hand to his buldge, massaging it before slightly pulling his sweatpants down until his leaking cock is released. you tease him slowly and painfully, and you know he likes it by the way his hips shake every so often. he lets out pretty moans, pausing from sucking your tits to contain himself. he comes up to kiss you, but can’t even continue because he’s moaning so much. he rests his head on your shoulder as you start pumping his cock, cum leaking out all over your hands. “take your shirt off”, you say, he nods and does so as you straddle his thigh. continuing to pump his length, you bring your other hand to tease his nipples, causing his body to shiver. he feels hot but cold, even a little embarrassed as you tease his cock. eventually, when his tears cover his cheeks and his hair sticks to his forehead, you finally allow him to cum. “been so good for me, can you cum for me maybe?”, you say with slight sarcasm. he rapidly nods, chest heaving heavily as his hips lift off the bed. he lets out a loud train of moans as he releases his long awaited stream all over the both of you. you pat his cheek and laugh. you looks at you with innocence as he brings your body to his, kissing you with fervor.

JISUNG enters your shared room, walking slowly towards the edge of the bed beside you. "can i help you?", you say sitting up. "no-no but i-", he scans your body, wanting nothing more than to fuck you right now. the room is dimly lit with just two candles. he drops to his knees giving you the signal that he wants you. you swing your legs over his head so hes positioned between your thighs. you mess with his hair a little before leaning in to kiss him. the kiss is slow as you both lean into eachother a little more every turn your heads make. you bring a hand to the back of his head, lightly pulling onto his hair as he moans. you pull away and lay back down, head laying on the pillows. you bring a hand to his, leading him onto the bed with you as he kneels between your legs. your hand comes up to his erection, palming him through his sweatpants. he lets out quiet moans and shakey breaths. he unzips his sweater in which he wears nothing under. slipping off his pants along with yours, he leans forward to press his hard on against your panties. he lets out cute whimpers. "jisungie, fuck me already", you say. he doesnt think twice to take off his briefs and your panties as he enters his tip into your wet cunt. "fuck- so tight", he trembles a little as you giggle at him. you bring a hand to his cheek as he naturally nestles into it as he slowly pumps in and out of you. "mmgh- feels so good, you feel so perfect fuck", he lets out moaning uncontrollably. as good as you feel right now, youre entertained at the way he acts, the way he cant stop whining, how hes loudly moaning, how he cant look away from where his cock pounds into you, how his hands cant quite find a place to stay still at. he props himself up from hovering over you so hes now on his knees, holding your waist as he pounds himself into you faster now. he lets out loud moans, feeling his high out as he cums into you. if this is what your sungie started, youll make sure to not stop until hes crying from the overstimulation.

SION and you are honestly on some giggly shit. tumbling around on the living room carpet. soft material under you as he pinches your cheeks. you flip over him, capturing him between your thighs as his face suddenly turns serious. “what you like this?”, you say tauntingly. you laugh at him as his breaths become heavier. he bites his lip as you come closer to his face stopping just above his lips. you lick his lip, then his nose and he seems to enjoy the way you’re playing with him. “mm- please”, he says softly. “please what?”, you pout wanting him to get more frustrated. he bucks his hips up and lets out a quiet whine. he shuts his eyes, as he continues, dry humping you from underneath. you giggle at his attempt before you maneuver him so he’s now laying flat against the floor. “no-“, he says at the loss of feeling of you against him. you wait a moment before slowly snaking your hand beneath him as you shift off his body, kneeling between his legs. you find his bulge and begin palming him. “oh fuck!”, he suddenly moans, rutting against your hand now helplessly. “feels so good hm?”, you say going faster now. you remove your hand and whines. you grab his hips and pull them upwards so he’s arched and on his knees now. “better?”, you ask and he responds with a loud moan as you continue. “can’t hear you…”, you say slowing down your pace. “ye- yes. feels so good mommy. so good.”, he tells you as he lets out more pathetic moans. you bring your other hand against his back soothing it up and down as he feels himself climax. “fuck!!”, he groans shamelessly as he cums in his pants.

RIKU and you have been arguing all day, but you guys are ticking each other off by yelling even more. “idgaf bout your where abouts, but answer me when i tell you to”, he yells. you turn around, slapping his cheek as he hisses. “if i told you where i was, then you trust me, no?” you say. “y-yes…”, he says with glossy eyes. he acts all tough, but really he’s just a pussy about everything. “and you do what i say, no matter what, so we won’t be having this conversation again, got it?”. he leaves the kitchen to his room. you wait a minute before following him in. “i’m sorry”, you say cupping his cheek where a slight tint of red painted as he sat in bed. “it’s ok, i’m sorry for yelling at you”, he apologizes. you smile as he comes in to kiss you, hands coming to each of your thighs. he pulls away, biting his lip before asking you, “you need to punish me, will you please?”. he scoff at him, “mm you were being bad hm?”. you lay him down, palming at his buldge and you stare him down and notice the way he stares back and lets out little gasps, hips bucking into the air. your hand slips into his briefs, now palming his bare hard cock. he moans, “fuck! feels so good mommy”. you smile before leaning over his mouth, finger coming up to pry his mouth more open and letting your spit to trail into his mouth. he whines loudly, fucking into your hand faster. you close his mouth and he swallows faster than you can blink. you squeeze his cheeks together, “look at you, so obedient and pathetic”, you giggle. he moans as his eyes shut and his head tips back. “s-so…hot”, he compliments.

YUSHI has been yearning for you all day, but you’ve just been so busy. i mean you felt bad for him, you didn’t want to ignore him, but with all your work you unfortunately had to. now that you’re both doing nothing, you cuddle with him in bed, hugging him tightly and saying your apologies as he just hums and finally takes you all in. “i’m sorry, but now you have all my attention”, you smile softly at him. he doesn’t say anything but just maneuvers so he’s kneeling in front of you. “what is it?” you ask, concerned that something’s wrong. “just-“, he lets out an exhale before he presses his hips between yours. his head falls, feeling the friction as he dry humps you. “yushi”, you giggle, biting your lip at his desperation. “mm”, he whines, going slightly harder now. you cradle his face in your hands as you bring him closer into a slow kiss. you take control, letting your tongue slipping in his mouth, signaling that you too are desperate. “i just wanna feel you…”, he says before swiftly and quickly pulling his briefs down and pushing aside your panties and sliding just his tip into your wet cunt. “fuck-“, he whispers to himself. he’s trying his best to resist, but his efforts aren’t too well as he fucks his tip in and out of you, getting a feel of your tight cunt over and over again. “so wet…so good…god i can’t-“, he whines. he doesn’t know how longer he can take this, but that’s when you bring your hand to his shaft, suddenly stroking it. “but you like that huh? don’t you wanna feel me?”, you give him big puppy eyes as you innocently jerk him off. his legs begin shaking, in a trance as he can’t even speak, just moan. he watches as his release coats your cunt, dripping down and not wasting any time to feel you all the way now.

JAEHEE was in the living room watching tv as you cleaned up the kitchen. “god can’t you help?”, you exclaimed which got his attention as he propped up. “yes, yes, of course…”, he says as he begins helping you, in shame. you huffed, “yknow what”, you say as you dragged him closer to you. he frowned, knowing he’s about to be scolded. “why don’t you make yourself useful”, you say as you push him to the floor so that he’s on his knees. you quickly slide down your shorts and sit on the table. his eyes go wide in shock at your sudden instructions but he doesn’t think twice to do what you say, after all he’ll do anything for you. “m-m sorry”, he says as he kisses your thighs, eyes slightly watery. “bet u are, but you listen when i ask you to do something hm?”, you tease. “of course”, he says now lapping at your cunt making you moan. “make me cum then”, and before you know it your grasping onto the counter tightly, back arching as he licks and fingers your cunt quickly. for some reason he’s crying, cheeks slightly tinted pink, wet from his tears and your wetness, eyes locked onto yours, eyebrows furrowed, as he lets out little noises that cause vibrations making you climax. “such a good boy my jaehee hm?”, you run your fingers through his hair. “but you were you oh so bad…”, you tilt his chin up, slapping his cheek as he whined. he let out a hum, but you wanted words. you slapped his other cheek now, “what was that?”, you said frustrated. he looked so flushed out for you, desperate and willing. “i’ll do anything, i’ll help you clean next time im sorry”, he said timidly. “good, i’ll give you something to clean then, just keep going k?”, and at that he got right back to between your thighs.

[hughesmuse86]

hi! idk if you’re still accepting jack thots but what do u think abt reader being spent and tapping out or like safe wording to jack? *squeals*

*squeals back* I'm accepting whatever I can get and I LOVE this 🤭💕🩷 thank you!!!!

+18 -> smut | play fighting, dom!jack, rough sex, choking, dark!jack, tap out/ignoring safeword

𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝔁 𝓯𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

"Jack, stop, please,” you whine, pushing him off as he smiles at you wickedly.

"What? Thought you liked when I played with your tits, baby," he asks as he wraps his arms around your waist, squeezing you tightly, only to let his hands creep higher, doing it again. You throw back your elbow, jabbing his abs, making your act of aggression laughable.

"I'm tryin’ to watch this, Jack. C'mon," you plead as he wraps you up a little tighter in his arms.

"On an off night?" He asks through a teasing laugh. "Lookin' this fine? You fuckin’ kiddin’ me?"

"Leave me alone, or I'm gonna kick your ass."

"Woah... Wait, baby. We scrappin'?" He chuckles through a raspy laugh. "You're gonna kick my ass?" He asks as he points to himself with a taunting smile.

"Mhmm…” You mutter as you sink into the couch, crossing your arms over your chest. “And I'd win, too.”

“Woahhh… Those are fightin’ words, princess,” he hums against your soft skin, kissing along the column of your neck. And, just when you think he’s about to let it all go, his teeth sink into your skin, making you squeal.

“Fuck, Jack!” You chide.

“That’s what I'm tryin’ to do,” he laughs. “Well, I'm not tryin’ to fuck me. You get it,” he mumbles as he grabs for you, pulling you onto his lap. “Tryin’ to fuck this pussy.” Smack. He slaps your clothed sex making you slug his chest back.

You roll your eyes, letting out a frustrated huff, turning over your shoulder to put your favorite show on pause.

“The attitude—” He scolds as he pinches you this time. You shove him, making him throw his head back dramatically. “Bully.”

“Enough—”

“You on your period or what—” He asks and ducks, covering his face, saying something stupid he knows will fire you up.

"So, are you gonna do anything, Hughes? Or, are you just gonna sit there like a bitch—" He cuts you off, lifting you off the couch and over his shoulder, walking with you to his room.

"What's up your ass today, princess?" He chuckles. "Not me. Not yet, at least.”

"I just wanted to watch my show and relax with you," you sigh.

"Mhmm… Yeah. Sure. Is that why you're wearin’ that set I bought you, pretty? Just wanted to sit around? It’s almost like you wanted this to happen,” he mumbles, calling you out completely as he kicks his bedroom door shut, slamming the lock with a smirk before flicking his backward cap to the side.

"Maybe," you whisper, fighting back a smile as Jack lies on the floor.

“What… What are you doing?” You giggle as you lower yourself, straddling his lap, resting your hands on the chest of his crisp white t-shirt.

"You’re kickin’ my ass, I guess? I'll even give you a leg up,” he smiles.

You circle your hips on his rock-hard bulge through his sweats. "How are you already hard?" You tease.

"I got hard when I saw you’re bra pokin’ out of your shirt," he answers with a boyish smile, making you roll your eyes as your cheeks heat up. "So, are you gonna do anything, princess, or are you just gonna sit there like a bitc—" You cut off his words with a decent slap to the cheek, making his mouth fall open in disgust.

"That hurt," Jack spits.

"No shit," you retort, delivering another slap, causing him to gasp playfully.

"Didn't think you had it in you, baby," he taunts. Reaching around, smacking your ass rougher than ever, making you scream. Your hands bind around his throat, squeezing tightly, making him return a crooked smile.

“Goddamn, you're lucky my brother’s not home… Hate for him to hear what a slut you are for me.” He quickly rolls you to your back, your hands still firmly wrapped. The veins in his neck protruded, that same smile still slicked on his lips. He grabs your wrists, pinning them against the carpet with a bruising grip.

Jack releases his hold, sitting on top of you, giving you his full weight as you wriggle and protest. "Damn, pretty. You're kind of a pussy," he rasps as he moves his hands up your body slowly, landing on your neck, taking his turn gagging you.

You release a choked moan as he starts to grind himself into you, nudging your clit with each roll of his hips. His hands trail back down your body, rising slightly on his knees as he plays with the band of your pajama shorts.

"Where are you goin', huh?" Jack grunts, giving you just enough room to flee. You crawl away, only for Jack to grab for you, pulling you back as well as your shorts off your body. He smacks your bare ass, holding you in place as he yanks his sweatpants down.

"Jack!" You squeal, fighting away from him with minimal effort this time, hoping for this outcome all along.

"What?" He snickers. "Think I won. Just claiming my prize." He groans as he clutches his hard cock in his fist, running the tip through your soaked folds.

You scream as he slams his long, thick dick deep. “Fuck!” You wail, mouth hanging open as he circles his hips nice and slow, forcing himself as deep as possible, making you exhale a deep breath.

He starts to pound into you, making you cry out in pleasure, feeling him deep in your guts. You take hold of his wrists, his hands steadying your hips, clawing into the fat of your ass. Jack spreads your cheeks, coaxing his cock in slower as he feels you tighten around him again.

"Bounce for me and I might show you mercy," he slurs, gripping and jiggling your ass before letting you take control. You throw yourself back on Jack’s thick length, skin clapping against skin.

Your legs tremble, causing him to chuckle darkly as he watches you go weak on his dick. "Please," you whimper, knowing he won't let you cum until he hears you beg.

"Tell me I won and that you wanna cum. C’mon, tough girl. Be a good girl and ask for permission.”

"Jack—" He winds up, slapping your thigh harshly, making you cry. "Please let me cum. Fuck. You win. You win." You sob Jack’s name as you gush around his cock, your entire body shaking as he keeps you standing through your climax.

"Oh, I won,” he laughs cruelly. “I know I fuckin’ won. I didn't say ‘you could cum’? What are you doin’, huh?” He huffs, tugging your hair, pulling you close, back pressed against his heaving chest, Jack not letting you come down from your orgasm before he starts working on your next. “We got new problems now.”

One arm wraps around your throat in a chokehold, squeezing tightly while the other arm binds around your waist. "I’m sorry."

"No. Not enough," he sneers, constricting your airway with his biceps. Jack starts rocking in and out. You can feel every ridge and curve of his cock as he gives it to you, slow and deep, making your eyes roll back. You feel yourself getting lightheaded at the lack of air, but Jack doesn't let up his hold. "Beg."

"Please, Jack. I fucking need it—" you pant wearily, your voice trailing off as you feel your orgasm building again, vision fuzzy, mind muddled.

"Baby? You got awfully quiet. You a'ight?" He asks smugly, his pretty face pressed against your cheek.

"Please, baby. I’m sorry I came. I—I should have listened. You won. Please. Fuck! I’ll do anything. Anything you want—”

"Mmm…” Jack chuckles. “You tappin' out, princess? We just got started. We gotta toughen you up a little bit."

“Penalty. Sh-Shit—”

“Our safeword?" He mocks against your ear, teeth scraping lobe as he draws out, slamming his cock back into your pussy as he loosens his hold on your neck. You let out a cry of pleasure, your cracked sob filling the room as he throws his hips into you rapidly. “You really want me to stop?”

“No,” you sniffle, answering quickly as fat tears tumble down your cheeks. "S’too much, Jack," you whimper. “I couldn't breathe.”

“But you want my dick?” He asks.

“Yes! Yes. Don't stop—” You babble.

Jack tosses you to your back, quickly tugging off his shirt. Your eyes follow the indentations of his abs to his deep v-lines, so distracted by his body that you gasp again when he ruts himself in again. "Fuck. You're so tight, baby," he moans lowly.

You can feel him stretching you out, a sharp pressure between your thighs. He continues pounding you into the floor, breasts bouncing with each thrust. He lifts your t-shirt, exposing your lace-clad tits, before slapping one.

"Stop, Jack!"

"Oh please…" He chuckles as he sees the want in your eyes. Jack moves his hands under your neck, propping your head up so you can see. "Bet my little slut wants to watch. Don't you?" He teases, but he's right.

You watch as your soaked pussy swallows up his dick, hitting the right spot each time. "Fuck, y/n. Look at you taking me so well," he burns, his slick bangs and forehead pressed against yours as he runs his tongue along his plump bottom lip.

A familiar heat builds inside you. You close your walls around him, gripping him harder. Jack's brows knit tight.

"Mmm... I love when you do that shit," he moans. His lips crash into yours, messy kisses as the two of you fight for air.

"If you cum before me, Jack, I win," you pant against his lips, feeling him smile along yours.

"You already fuckin’ lost. And, when has that ever happened, baby?" He breathes as his fingers meet your clit making your thighs tremble uncontrollably. “Oh shit… That’ll do it, huh? You're fuckin’ pathetic. You're gonna cum. Aren't you?" He groans. "I can tell."

"—M'not"

"You're not?" He pouts teasingly as he moves his fingers quickly, your orgasm within reach, completely cock-drunk. "Say. It."

"M'just… Fuck, daddy—"

"M'just what?" He mocks your fucked-out tone. “Tell me shit I wanna hear, and I’ll think about it... Or just tap out, princess. I know you want to—” You shake your head rapidly, trying your best to hold back your pleasure, tapping out against his bicep. "Ugh, fuck. That's my girl. Cum for me. Yeah? Cum on my cock."

Your walls flutter around his cock, waves of your finish crashing down on you again and again as you call out his name as he floods you with his seed.

You can feel his dick throb inside you, your body milking every last drop of him. His fingers dig into your hips, muscles clenching as he fucks out the last bit of his pleasure and yours.

"Mmm, baby," he groans. "I won."

𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙