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Some thoughts about Tim and the Batfam
SUMMARY: just thinking about Tim and the batfam
WARNINGS: 18+ as always on my blog, though the work is safe for work. Typical yandere shenanigans. HEAVY discussion of drugging and taking away of autonomy.
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Tim is a really interesting person, in general. Iïżœïżœïżœm just obsessed with the idea of him drugging a darling, just keeping them all pliant and sleepy and curled up in his bed, even if heâs platonic.Â
He spends a lot of time justâŠwatching you, whether that be through cameras or in real life.
You never find the cameras, even though you know theyâre there. If you asked him, he wouldnât deny it. Why would he? Thereâs nothing you could do about it, and he honestly doesnât trust your opinions on your own safety. Tim views you as quite innocent and naive, and thatâs part of why he spends so much time building a little cocoon in the bed for you to curl up in, your soft snuffles just barely moving the light sheet heâs laid around you.
Just. UGH. I think at first heâd drug your food.
But you start noticing, and you start avoiding food. This sets the rest of the batfam off; is TIm not taking care of you properly?!
(They sometimes talk about you like a pet. Itâs weird. Youâve learned not to mention it.)
In response, youâre tied down with soft satin straps and drugged out of your mind through an IV. Youâre on an all-liquid diet, practically seeing stars. Tim doesnât need you conscious or coherent, just safe from harm, after all.
I could even see him putting you in a temporary coma, at least until the heat from your kidnapping dies down.Â
I canât get over the idea of you just. Trusting him so much, so naively, and heâs just. Fucking drugging your hot chocolate to get you to the manor, he knows if he doesnât then Jason will and Jason wonât be as gentle about it.
UGH just imagine him doing those exercises every day with you to keep your muscles from atrophying AGHHHH
You wake up afterwards, itâs dark and your mouth is dry. You try to sit up- and you canât. Youâre too weak, too tired from the still-present drugs coursing through your veins. Itâs then you see a bright flash, illuminating the corner and itâs FUCKING TIM JUST STANDING THERE
He uses his best camera, just dedicates it to pictures of you, creates an album.
He shows it to everyone else, theyâre all cooing and aweing and youâre just sitting there like HELLO PLEASE LET ME LEAVE đ
Eventually he might even give you a bit of a choice. You can eat the food, or you can get an injection. When you take the injection you lose an entire day of time, and who knows what the FUCK happened? (nothing, Tim just. Spent most of the day working, occasionally taking the time to brush a hand over your face, just gently tracing your features.)
The others start to get annoyed Timâs hogging you, and he gets you a wheelchair. Youâre too weak, too drugged to be able to move yourself around, and he somehow manages to put some sort of thing on the wheels that lock if you try to go out the door. Like the fucking Grocery Carts.
He starts wheeling you around, letting you see the garden and the birds and Batcow. You spend a lot of time in the library with Alfred the cat curled in your lap, purring as you try to follow the plot of a simple book, your eyes too blurry to see the words properly.
Jasonâll read to you, he likes the bonding time. Plus, your eyes canât really focus on anyoneâs face too long, so he doesnât have to worry about you being scared by the scars ripped into his skin by his death.
Cassâll roll you into her studio, prop you against the wall, and just do a stunning routine. Unfortunately you canât see it very well, and you clap really slowly because your hands feel like theyâre filled with lead. She appreciates the effort.
Dick eventually takes over your stretches, though he does sometimes have to fight Bruce for the right. Both love helping you gently stretch out your limbs, admiring the shaking that only comes from intense effort. Youâre cute, like a newborn lamb.
Itâs infuriating watching Dick do all these complicated moves, while you can barely lift your head, but oh well, theyâre so happy youâre here!!
Damian treats you like a younger sibling, even though youâre significantly older than him. He adores having this position of power over you, and abuses it to spend most of his time with you just. Showing you his animals. Titus is practically your emotional support dog at this point, and he trains Ace to be your guard dog.
Bruce loves having you curled up in the office, snoring slightly on the couch, as he slowly wades his way through work. Heâll throw a blanket over you, even as you whimper and shy away from the food heâs hand-feeding you. You arenât allowed to feed yourself anymore, hell you can barely lift your hand to your mouth.
You eventually get used to spending all your time just. Hanging around, sleeping and letting everyone else do everything for you.
#yandere batfam#yandere bruce wayne#yandere tim drake#yandere jason todd#yandere dick grayson#yandere damian wayne#yandere cassandra cain#lethwrites#yandere platonic
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heroes | percy jackson
አpercy jackson x daughter of hypnos! reader አwarnings: :) አwc: 692 pt 1 - pt 2 - pt 3 - pt 4 - pt 5 - pt 6
The days that followed were awkward. The trip back to camp was awkward. They didnât look at each other, didnât speak. They couldnât be in the same room for more than two minutes without her wanting to escape.
And it was entirely her fault.
She stepped into her cabin, wanting to fall into bed and sleep until the next day. Or, better yet, the day after âperhaps then she'd recover the naps she hadnât been able to take.Â
But, to her surprise, she wasnât alone.Â
There he was, lying on her bed. She could see he was in his pajamas, his hair messy and breathing so slowly it almost felt like he wasnât breathing at all. He seemed so at ease, so peaceful, so much like before.
She could only snap.
Tears welled up before she could hold them back, flowing faster and stronger than ever. Each drop hit the floor like a moment they might have shared, a word they could have said.Â
Her sobs must have roused the boy, who sat up in bed, a sleepy expression on his face as he stared at her. Her vision was too blurry and weak to see him clearly, but he appeared to be just as heartbroken as she was.Â
âI- I am so sorryâ Her words were shaky and barely coherent, but the boy understood them perfectly. He was sorry too.Â
She wanted a hug, sweet words, for him to wipe her tears away. Percy stayed where he was, trying to give her space.Â
"I fucked up everything. I was afraid when I realized how much I love you, and how much I need you, and I didnât know what to do." The tears kept flowing as she uttered the only words she didnât want to say. âWe can't be together, Percyâ
He was furious, frustrated, mad. He couldnât decide whether he wanted to push her away or pull her into his arms, whether he wanted to never speak to her again or kiss every inch of her body.Â
And though he wished things could go back to when she was just his best friend, the one sleeping beside him all day and unaware of his (and her own) feelings, he knew he had to give it another try.
âWhy not?â he dared to say, without taking her eyes off her trembling figure. "What makes you think that?"
âIâll be mean, and youâll get tired of meâ No. Percy couldnât believe what he was hearing. Getting tired of her?Â
Without her, something was missing, something was off.Â
He made his way toward her carefully, checking if she was okay with it. His hands traced her face, and he smiled without thinking as he felt her skin after so long.Â
âYou know that is not true. None of that bullshit it's true" She shook her head, and he nodded. She pouted, and he smiled. âWe love each other, and that's a fact.â
âNothing would keep us togetherâ she knew he understood; the others, their stupid opinions, her own insecuritiesâŠ
But was she being honest with herself? Was she really unwilling to give everything she had to spend the rest of her days with him?
âI donât believe that. We can tryâ
He didn't release her face as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
âWe could steal time.âÂ
A kiss on her cheek.
âJust for one day.âÂ
A kiss on her other cheek.
âPlease.â
Their noses brushed together, their breaths merged, and their bodies inched closer without even trying.
Their lips were so, so near.Â
And she nodded. Because she depended on him, she adored him, she hungered for him. She ached for him. Her body yearned and craved for his company, his hugs, his kisses, his touch.Â
She wanted him.Â
Without a second thought, their lips met in a soft, warm kiss. His hands pulled her closer as her fingers tangled in his hair. The world around them seemed to freeze, granting them more time, more peace.Â
And the kiss became desperate, raw, and yet somehow full of sweetness.
Every part of them connecting, as if they were finally where they belonged.
heroes >>>>> any other song IT FINALLY HAPPENED AAA I COULND' STAND WIRITING MORE ANGST maybe it's rushed because i NEEDED them to kiss but i don't care
#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson#percy jackson x you#fanfic#pjo x reader#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson x y/n#my writing#percy jackson imagines
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Assuming this is the three acts structure we're following...
But we know that Dennis is probably... hopefully gonna have a meltdown by the end of the season (which would make them lose Spirit if the only two cards we have left are Mac and Dennis... but I'm not sure yet).
So now I ask you this: who are they doing it against? (And what happens if they win the game?)
#iasip#s16 spoilers#it's always sunny in philadelphia#always sunny#analysis#meta#THIS IS BARELY COHERENT I NEED TO GO TO BED#also a game of chardee macdennis has 15 minutes on the clock đ just thought I'd let u know#perhaps dennis breaking his hand counts as a stoppage and therefore any crying he does due to the public humiliation and battery-#dont count? im way overthinking this
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We Donât Have No Babies!
Synopsis. Well, itâs a bit difficult to have no babies when theyâre well and fully intent on fĂșcking one into you.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, brĂ©eding, mentions of kids, mĂĄting press, pĂșssydrunk boys, manhandling, marking, spitting, degradation, praise, cĂșmplay, the elders ugh (Gojoâs), some HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 4.9k
A/N. WHEWW take this as an apology gift for missing yesterdayâs post date, I overslept eheheh.
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - Whatâs another?
âDonât hah- pass out on me yet, doll.â Toji hisses. Spreading your swollen folds further apart with his fingers, already stretched so obscenely around his swollen cock, and only trying to squeeze deeper. âWhat was it that brat said again?â
And you can only let out a broken whine in response - too high off the stretch and the utterly sinful pool of his cum spreading on the sheets below. Itâs been like this for hours now, both of you barely lucid at this point. But you canât bring yourself to be disgusted, not even a little bit.Â
Because Tojiâs throwing your legs over his shoulders, pressing down, down, down, till your knees were at your tits. Folded in half, and stuffed full beneath him. God, you werenât going to make it out alive.Â
âOh, riiight.â he drags out, voice strained. Deceivingly innocent had it not been for that devilish grin. âHe called you âmamaâ.â
And there it was - Megumiâs tiny, seemingly mindless slip-up that got you into this mess in the first place. One that had poked some raw, primal part of Toji so dangerously awake.
The one that had Toji splitting you in half with his aching cock, hips pressing so hard against yours that it almost hurts. Fucking into you in slow, languid motions of his hips, while he drinks in your sobbed out little, âAh- Hngh- Toji, sâtoo much I-âÂ
Lazily, he thumbs open your folds even more, watching in awe at the way his seed dribbles and oozes down your thighs, seeping into the mattress. It takes him a while to form the words, too hazy from how warm and sloppy you were inside.Â
âToo much?â he drawls, with the audacity to sound genuinely taken aback. âI donât think itâs enough, ma.â
Itâs the only warning you get - barely - before he laces his fingers on top of your head to take him deeper, snapping his hips harder. Sloppier. Sensitive cock stinging with sensitivity, balls squeezing painfully. It hurt, but it hurt so good. And Toji wasnât even sure if he could cum again. But he was milking his cock on your pussy like he was gonna fill you up until he physically couldnât anymore.
âB-but mâso full.â you babble, mouth dropping into a fucked-out little oh! as you look down at the way you were swallowing him up so well. âDunno if I canât hngh- t-take anymore.âÂ
Oh shit, had he said that out loud? Ah, who gives a fuck. Because Toji was chuckling in surprise, stuck on the way you could still form coherent sentences - he had to fix that, of course.Â
âShhh. Donâ worry about it. Jusâ need to fill you up- ah, fuck a baby into ya, ma.â he gently kisses away those big, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. âAll you gotta do is sit there all pretty nâ take- it-âÂ
Hand snaking down to toy with your swollen clit - frenzied, barely-circular motions just to get you off. Because shit he canât just stuff you full of his cock without getting the mother of his future kids off, right? And he let you know, of course. Maybe he was whispering sweet nothings in your ear - probably it was just promises of how he was gonna fill your pretty lilâ cunt till morning comes and Megumi was gonna be the best big brother and-
â-mâgonna make âem breakfast. And youâll dress âem up. Weâll read oh- them bedtime stories and-â heâs babbling so pathetically into the crook of your neck now. â-anâ tuck âem into bed- Oh, fuck fuck fuck.â Drunk off your pussy and the heavenly feeling of his heavy balls squeezing so dangerously, letting his hips go out of control now. âAnd then- hngh, and then-â
âT-then what?â you let out such cute sobs into his open mouth, seeing stars behind your eyes each time he ravages you.
âYa really wanna know, ma?â
Somehow, his words have you squeezing around him so good. Enough that itâs almost difficult to move inside you. Enough that Toji doesnât even realize that heâs cumming and cumming so hard that youâre bloated with his seed. Squelching out of your quivering pussy and soaking his cock as he doesnât even think of stopping even as you keen at your poor overfilled pussy, teeth latching onto your earlobe as he holds you still for him.Â
âAnd thenâŠâ Tojiâs hot breath fans your face, voice guttural and sounding like he was losing a little bit of his sanity with each thrust. Hips moving again and again to fuck his cum deeper into you. âAnd then mâgonna fuck another one into you.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - Lonely? No problem!
âAww, mâsorry. Did I make you feel lonely, my love?â Kissing your lips softly, running his hands all over the pretty lilâ lace covering your body - just barely, of course. âDid I leave my pretty lilâ wife all alone in this big house?âÂ
You give him a pouty little nod, and oh does that do something to Nanamiâs heart - and his achingly hard cock. And he canât help but pull the drenched fabric of your panties further to the side, greedily honing in on the way you glisten and clench around him.Â
âWell, we should fix that, right? So that my pretty baby is never alone in here.â
You would be reassured by his answer - had it not been for the way Nanami doesnât even wait for your reply. Instead, looking straight into your eyes while he pushes his thick cock deeper inside you. Not even fucking preparing you as he usually would.
âOh! Oh, mm fuck-â And itâs all you can do to buck into his touch and just fucking take it while he grunts at the slight resistance. For once in his life more concerned about trying to fuck desperately into your dripping cunt than whether or not your poor pussy would hurt herself trying to take him.Â
That merciful, practical little part of his brain going slow to let you adjust to his massive cock - because, well, he couldnât break the mother of his future children. Now, could he?
But oh how youâd beg to differ with the way Nanami fucks into you in languid , shallow grinds of his hips. No matter how many times Nanami stuffed you full of his cock - his size never failed to disappoint. Stretching you out, fingers swiping at your clit, expertly grazing against all the right spots he knew so maddeningly well.Â
âTwo or three?â
It takes you a second to register that heâs waiting for your answer - too delirious with the way your husbandâs splitting you apart deeper and deeper on his cock. Leaving neat crescents of his nails on your hips as he holds your slutty pussy still.Â
âW-what?â
âTwo or three?â Nanami gives your pulsing clit a little smack! as if to get your attention, hips stuttering ever-so-slightly at the way you squeeze his thick cock in surprise. âHow many babies am I fuckinâ into you, my love?âÂ
Oh. Oh, shit. You werenât making it out alive.
But were you really complaining? No.
Swallowing thickly, âAh! Fuck, Kento- wanâ two.â
And maybe youâre a mastermind, maybe youâre an idiot. Because nowhere is the gentleman that you married, Nanamiâs spitting on your quivering cunt once. Twice. Watching like a predator stalking his prey at the way it misses - purposefully, splattering against your inner thigh.
Smearing it all over your pussy and your panties - which he was too impatient, too starved - to remove. Messy.Â
Itâs all Nanami needed to do before heâs bottoming out completely. Pressing his forehead against yours in such a sweet motion, even though his hips were so mean. Drinking in your delirious whines as his heavy balls smack your ass. Over and over-
The duality making your head spin as he fucks his cute lilâ wife dumb, part of his sanity dancing away with his restraint every time your slutty hole sucks him up so deliciously.Â
âShit. More?â he grunts, sounding absolutely wrecked. Moaning at the way you tug at his hair, legs wrapping around his toned waist as if to urge him to go faster. Deeper. Begging. Begging him to ruin you. More more more-Â
And, of course, what his girl wants - she gets. Because Nanamiâs dragging his weeping tip across your swollen folds, all the way out till heâs collecting your sweet juices on his head. âBetter take it like my good wife then.â
Then heâs pushing and pushing inside your tight pussy, but not like he was before. Jagged, desperate grinds of his hip - no adoration, no warmth. Just fucking you like his little slut, high off the idea of fucking his cum into you till you couldnât walk. Till you were so full of him that heâs all you could think of. âWeâll have such beautiful babies, my love.âÂ
âShit shit shit, Kento- yer gonna ruin me-â youâre whining, body torn between arching into Nanamiâs unforgiving cock and running away.Â
As if you ever had a chance - he was holding you so bruisingly by the hips, gasping into your mouth. âShhh, thatâs the point.â Fucking you so filthy, each word punctuated by his out-of-control hips, so harsh and unfocused with lust that those tufts of blond at his base scratch your sensitive nub. And the feeling is so fucking obscene that you barely hear the words that follow. âYou jusâ focus on taking care of my babies, nâ mâgonna be the one to ruin this pretty cunt- The one to fill you up- fuck. â
Nanami throws his head back as you squeeze the soul out of his throbbing cock, so pent-up and needy that youâre creaming all over his cock already. And of course, Nanami isnât any better - because with a strangled groan of your name, heâs cumming. Hard. almost painfully so.Â
âNâ youâll never be lonely, cuz everyoneâs gonna see you and see me. I did that.âÂ
Jolts of electricity going all the way from his heavy balls to the thick, hot ropes of cumming filling your dripping pussy. Painting it all a desperate, desperate white.
And shit was Nanami an entirely different man tonight. Pulling out ever-so-slightly, only to admire his seed gushing out of you - so lewd and his.Â
âYâknow what, my love, I donât think two will be enough after all.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Pretty (and his)
âAwww, pretty baby.â Geto purrs, in such a dangerously low voice, smacking his tip - so red, and angry - all across your swollen folds. He bites his lip at the way his cum spills down your legs, pooling onto the hardwood floor with a deafening tap! tap! tap! âYâwant it so badly, huh?â
âShit- hngh- please!â
You donât know what youâre begging for - maybe release. Maybe mercy. Maybe to be anywhere but here - shoved against the wall right beside the front door, dress hiked up, almost your way to go clubbing with your friends before your beloved boyfriend had caught you. And stuffed you full of his cum, at least.
Whatever it is, Geto only gets messier, teasing your sloppy hole by slamming in - just barely grazing that one spot. And pulling out completely, watching you clench and glisten in the dim lighting. In. And out. In and out in and-
âSugu!â you squeal, tired of the way he was having way too much making such a mess of your pussy. Swiping at your slick, and shoving his seed back into you - smirking at the obscene mess.Â
âMhm?â he nods absent-mindedly. Eyes flitting between your ravaged pussy and that absolutely adorable pout on your lips. Chuckling, âWhat~? If I cum in this cute pussy one more time, youâre sure to get pregnant, yâknow.âÂ
Scoffing, âShoulda thought of that when you came inside me the first time.â
Geto rolls his thumb over your sore clit - just as a little punishment - breath hot against your ear as he whispers raggedly. âAnd are you complaining, gorgeous?â
âN-noâŠâÂ
âThen?â
Heâs licking little circles at the crook of your neck now, in time with the maddening, frenzied patterns on your cunt. Enough friction to keep those pretty lilâ whines spilling from your swollen lips, but still teasing you just enough to have you bucking and keening onto his aching cock for more more more-
âPlease! I jusâ want your cock, Sugu-â
All it takes is your broken little whimper, and itâs like something snapped - because Getoâs plunging into your plushy walls completely. Finally giving you an ounce of that friction youâve been craving for so long. Only half the man he was once before while fucks into you deliriously.Â
âF-fuck. Love it when youâre so messy fâme.â heâs hissing lowly, as if you could be anything but messy. As if heâs not pulling you back by the hair to bounce you like some slut, hips snapping mercilessly. As if he isnât absolutely ruining you.
And maybe if you were in any better state of mind youâd have said something about the pure disrespect in his cock. Fucking you nothing like the sweet sweet whispers he was muttering in your ear, ragged and hoarse with desire.
âGonna fill you up, huh? Give me some cute lilâ babies?â he groans,nibbling on your earlobe, fingers pressing down around your throat so the only response he gets are wet gurgles. Ones that go straight to his twitching balls, as Geto keeps running his mouth pussydrunk. âThey better have your personality, donâ wanna share my pretty girl. Isnât that right?â
So mean. Just babbling like you rarely get to see him - usually the ever-graceful Geto Suguru. Now, drunk on your tight pussy and the image of you with a little baby with black hair and him - there for it all. His perfect little family.Â
âGonna be the perfect momma, huh?âÂ
Geto only gets a broken little whimper in response - one that almost makes him want to go easy on you. Almost, instead, he settles for breathing out a ragged, âFuck fuck fuck, yeah, gorgeous. Squeeze me sâtight like that - jusâ like that jusâ like that-âÂ
Trailing such a delicate finger up your legs, Geto pools that sinful mixture of your slick and his cum on his fingertips - before shoving them unforgivingly in your mouth. The slightly salty taste was so addictive on your tongue - and, hell, you arenât even mad that youâre running late to meet your friends.
Smirking as you gag and mewl around him, he only gets sloppier. Faster. Licking a long, languid stripe up your neck, just knowing that heâs gonna cum inside your cute pussy harder than he has his whole life. Have your poor pussy bloated with him him him- âNow, yer gonna go to that lilâ party of yours jusâ like this. And everyoneâs gonna know who you belong to.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - Canât help himself
âN-no, swear-â Choso lets out a broken little whimper into the crook of your neck. Feet flat on the bed, hips bucking up mindlessly over and over to where you were splayed out so prettily on top of him. So messy and dripping all over his glistening cock. âGonna ngh- be the last one- I s-swear.â
Youâve heard this broken little mantra before - and you knew it wouldnât end well for your poor pussy. Especially not with Choso bullying his weeping cock back into your snug cunt. âBut, Cho!â you gasp, âWeâre out of-â
He knows youâre out of condoms. But, really, does it matter?
Because shit were you like the gates of heaven spread wide open for him. And, well, here he was - completely pussydrunk, two rounds and a still rock-hard cock later. The only thing on his mind from then on was to not paint your pretty pussy white with his seed, no matter how much he wanted do.Â
âLast time, baby. Promise I wonât cum inside.â And then heâs batting this long lashes so unfairly up at you. So fucking beautiful with his dark hair untied, lips swollen, eyes-half-hooded and miles away. And, well, how could you say no to that?
And youâve barely gotten out your delirious little nod before Chosoâs wrapping two strong arms around your waist, pulling you so intimately closer like he worshipped you - while he fucks your hot cunt like anything but. So hard that you knew it would leave marks - your nails on his chest, his balls on your ass, fingers on your waist.Â
God, you were squeezing so desperately around him and he just thinks he might just cum right then and there. So fucking perfect that Choso knows heâs never buying another box of condoms ever again.Â
âF-fuck, feels sâgood. Love having you so deep nâ messy inside me.â
You were going to be the death of him.
âHngh- fuck fuck fuck, yeah? You like that, baby?â he groans lowly. Abs burning and flexing each time he rams his cock into your tight pussy, absolutely loving the way you were leaking his cum all over the sheets.Â
âShit- I-âÂ
âYes, Cho~?â
Face burning in embarrassment, choking pathetically on his words, Choso instead lets his hips do the talking. Strained whimpers of your name leaving him each time he bullies his painfully twitching cock through your plushy walls.
Voice cracking almost-embarrassingly at the end as he rambles, âOh my god- yâfeel so fucking good wrapped around me, baby. Wanna- hngh-â Trying his very best to sound like every cute lilâ whimper didnât make his thoughts steer into the dangerous territory of how pretty youâd be with his kid. Of a little girl with dark hair and your eyes and-
You. His hips speeding up now, so sloppy with now rhyme or rhythm. How round and glowing youâd be with his kid. You, how everyone would know that he was that ruined your pretty pussy nâ got you this way. You, you, you-
âWanna cum in this cute pussy, baby.â He finally confesses. Hips getting so messy - mindless, quick little jabs that have you keening on top of him, balls squeezing painfully. âWanna fill yâup until you canât take it anymore, fuck you so full until we have a pretty baby. Can I, baby? Please donât say no please please-â
And at this point all you can do is whine and buck your hips to meet his merciless cadence, letting Choso crane his neck and kiss you senseless. âFuck yeah. Thought youâd never ask-â you mutter, muffled around where he was sucking on your lips, like they were his favorite candy. âWant you to cum inside me, Cho.â
Well, you didnât need to tell Choso twice because no sooner have the words left your lips before heâs giving you one harsh thrust. Veins throbbing against your gummy walls, again and again.Â
Tears pricking his eyes as he cums with such a guttural grunt of your name. âGonna have a pretty lilâ girl.â Both white-white pleasure and the image of you and him and his daughter flashing behind his eyes. âSheâll look just as beautiful as you, baby. Nâ have your cute smile.â
Your own orgasm is nothing more than a few tingles, overstimulated and limp on top of Choso as stuffs you full of his seed. Thick, white ropes that gushing all the way out of your snug pussy, smearing all over his twitching balls.Â
You could get used to this.
And itâs such a heavenly feeling that Choso barely registers his hips moving again, as if on instinct. Fucking mindlessly into you again. Again and again. Gasping, breath hot against your ear.Â
âOnly one more, baby. Promise.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - A reward
âF-fuck, womanâ Sukuna grunts, fingers so bruising on your hips as you slide down his throbbing erection. Inch by fucking inch, keening at the delicious burn. âYâact so innocent but youâve got such a slutty lilâ pussy, huh?â
As expected, the only response he gets is an incoherent babble of agreement. Your eyes watering, drool dripping down the corner of your mouth as you struggle to take him. And his sharp eyes narrow in amusement at the sight of his painfully inexperienced consortâs pretty cunt sucking him up so eagerly. Hips stuttering and leaking your sweet, sweet so sloppily juices all over his thighs.
Humans were always such interesting little creatures.
âTch.â
Slow ones, too, apparently.
Because immediately, Sukunaâs stuffing himself into your sloppy pussy as far as it would go. Groaning at the resitance, a large hand pumping his cock slowly - enticingly - as he fucks his hips in quick, shallow little thrusts, just to fit himself inside your snug cunt.Â
And you needed to breathe in and out maybe, relax your plushy walls, but Sukuna wasnât going to wait. Why would he? He had his favorite woman - not that heâd ever let you know - sat on his lap, legs spread so shamefully and bouncing on his thick cock.
âF-fuck.â his jaw falls slack ever so slightly, groaning at the feeble resistance against his massive cock. Still only half-inside you but still pushing relentlessly. âSâlike your pussy was made fâme, brat. Milking me so well.â
âShit shit shit- hah- âKuna, feel sâgood-â you gasp, thighs quivering with the pressure to meet his rough cadence. And Sukuna huffs out a low laugh at your audacity to call his name, feeling charitable enough today to forgive this transgression.Â
Instead toying with your pretty clit, pinching and rolling between his thick fingers, loving the way you buck and squeal his name.Â
âHmm, feels good?â he hums dangerously, amused at your barely-lucid little nod. Fucking into you like his personal fucktoy - his favorite one. âGood ânough to give me an heir?â
At this your eyes snap open - but not for long because you just have to screw them shut again with Sukuna finally bottoming out in a quick, harsh thrust. Splitting you apart deeper and deeper on his cock, veins throbbing a maddening little bump! bump! bump! matching your heartbeat.Â
You barely have the time to breathe out a sigh of relief before heâs fucking into you. Unforgivingly. Like the monster he claims to be. All the blood draining into his achingly dick at the idea of fucking his cum into you until you couldnât walk.Â
And he tells you - chuckling at the cute lilâ ah! ah! ah! leaving your mouth each time his fat head hits your cervix. âYâwant that, my little slut? To be my cute plaything to breed? Help mâmake the next king of curses?â
Fuck, you donât know if youâre reeling more from the way he was ramming his cock into you or the way he was talking to you in that mean little tone.Â
âMmm- yes! Yes yes yes!â
âUse your words.â
âWanâ-â you hiccup, batting your lashes at him so tearily, in a way that makes Sukunaâs heart thump so strangely. An uneven little beat matching the led rhythm of his hips. âWanâ your cum- gonna give you a kid.â
So cockdrunk and delirious, you barely register the way he wrestles your arms behind your back, using it like leverage to bounce you harder and harder on his cock. Only looking up at him with such cute lilâ heart eyes as Sukuna uses you as he pleases.Â
âFuck- fuck fuck fuck yeah?â he gasps into your open mouth. Teeth latching onto the crook of your neck, biting down right over your pulse. Dangerous. âGonna make me an heir so powerful. Have him treat you like a queen nâ kill everyone that doesnât? Ya like that, my lilâ slut?â
âShit- ah- I want that sâbad, âKuna.â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
And oh how pretty you look, cunt clenching and all surprised at the knock on the door - some lowly human here to beg for their life, maybe. But it doesnât matter, because Sukunaâs only licks away the big, fat tears streaming down your cheek, hips burning while he breeds you like some animal. Hard, and almost violent.
So it only makes sense that your orgasm was the same, breathless and shaking on Sukunaâs lap while he fill you with his hot seed. Thick and intoxicating. Hips unstopping, just animalistic little movements from such a carnal part of himself. Over and over-
And youâre so fucking drunk off of your lordâs cock that you barely even realize when heâs thumbing your ravaged cunt open. Letting his cum drip all the way down to his gaudy throne, on full display for whoever was about to-
âCome in.â
Itâs adorable how you try to scramble off his lap, trying - and failing - to cover yourself up as the door cracks open.Â
âNot yet, woman.â Sukuna grasps you in an iron-hold grip, dangerously sharp nails tethering right at your throat and your hips. Starting to drag you up and down on his swollen cock once more with no concern or care for whoever was about to enter. âGotta make sure it takes.â
It was filthy.Â
Completely debauched. And exactly where you wanted to be. You and your lord - and maybe your future heir, too.
⥠GOJO SATORU - Give âem what they want!
âHah- f-fuck imagine- Imagine I fucked the next s-strongest into you right now.â
Oh.Â
You knew by the look in his eyes that something was off - that something hadnât gone well in that meeting with the elders. Really, it was a miracle he attended in the first place, but somehow you had an inkling that this was the type of something that would have you needing a miracle.
That was three hours ago.
And fuck did you need a miracle - because Gojo had you splayed out on top your office desk, his cum spreading in a pool beneath, you throbbing cock stuffing in and out of your snug cunt while you try not to alert the entirety of Jujutsu High about how needy the great Gojo Satoru was being right now.
Gojoâs ramming his swollen dick into your poor, overstimulated pussy like he was drunk off the sight of you all cockdrunk and in a tight mating press. Moaning at the sting of painfully hard erection twitching inside you, and your nails running down his back.Â
Not even bothering to let you adjust this time before heâs fucking you again and again and-
You think itâs a bit unfair, really. Because who were you against the strongest? Well, the pretty lilâ wife whoâs going to give him his successor, apparently.Â
âShit- wouldnât that be funny?â he lets out a humorless laugh, wrestling your legs further and further apart. Eyeing the way you suck him up lewdly, âIf I made my kid the strongest nâ just wiped these old fossils out?â
âT-Toru- weâll get ca-â
âCaught? Who fuckinâ cares, they want a Gojo successor nâ theyâre gonna get one.â
Heâs letting out his frustration in the way he chases both your highs for the - well, you lost count which orgasm it was at this point. Letting you stain all over the expensive desk as he yells out little curses into your mouth.
And oh how you want to kiss that little furrow in his brow, to whisper away his stress - but, no, the only thing getting Gojo out of this bad mood was to fully and thoroughly ruin his girlâs cute lilâ cunt.Â
But Toru-â you sob into his open mouth, hips bucking wildly for more. âWhat if I canât give you the strongestâŠâ You know youâre babbling deliriously, little insecurities you didnât even know you had coming to the surface as it really hits you that shit this is your Gojo. And heâs here. And heâs fucking you until heâs sure youâre pregnant.
âWho gives a shit?â he licks away the big, fat tears streaking down your face. Salty on his tongue while he plays with your pretty clit, rubbing quick, tight little circles on it.Â
As if to emphasize his point, Gojo brings his fingertips to his mouth with a lewd pop! So blissfully wrapping his lips around them. Darkened blue eyes rolling to the back of his head at the taste - it only spurs him on more.Â
Fingers immediately back down on your clit. Frenzied - like he couldnât wait any longer, like it killed him to not see you cum again. Body bowing into yours, hand digging and bruising on your hips as he holds your filthy pussy still on his cock,Â
âFuck, gonna give it all to you, sweetheart. Mâgonna train them to be the strongest nâ protect their pretty mommy.âÂ
Sloppy, he was so fucking sloppy - such a mess of teeth and spit and pure desire to paint your walls white.Â
âGonna have my eyes, huh? Nâ your hair. Fuck theyâre gonna regret bringing this up.â Babbling little nonsenses that drove you mad. He sounded so fucking pathetic, crazed with lust. âOoooh theyâre gonna regret it.â Overstimulated enough that it hurt.
Kissing the side of your ankle beside his head, lacing his fingers together to pull you further and further down his rock-hard cock. Sloppy and moving with no rhyme or reason. âBecause they fucking hate me. All of âem will look at our kid nâ you - so round and pretty and see me. All me.âÂ
Now, youâve heard of orgasms that come out of nowhere - ones that have you convulsing and gripping onto Gojo - the desk, his shoulders, his hair. And this was no different. âAh! Hngh, Toru mâcumming mâcumming oh-â
Delirious, white-hot pleasure cracking behind his eyes, Gojoâs pumping hot thick, hopes ropes of cum into your poor, overfilled pussy. And shit no thrill of taking out the elders could compare to watching the way his seed drips down the side. Slow, and thick, pooling at his quivering balls as he fucks you like an animal. Over and over and-
âHey, sweetheart, yâthink if I cum in you again, theyâll come out twice as strong?â
â...â
A/N. Plagiarism not authorized.
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1.5k words. youâre not supposed to give in; thatâs your first mistake. confessing to a man thatâs notorious for deals is only going to screw you over. but, having him between your thighs, ruining you, makes you forget about sylusâ nature.
acts: multiple creampies, slight choking, rough sex, teasing, corruption kink, breeding kink, crying, orgasms, missionary, light sadistic tendencies, pet names, overstimulation, size difference, big cock, hickeys and potentially more.
a/n: there's only so much I can write for him. I love him.
RUINED, thatâs what you are. The moment you revealed your love for Sylus, he couldnât help but grasp you â sexually reforming you. As a confession fleed from your lips, his usually stoic demeanour faltered. Faltered with cockiness that you knew would be your demise.
Perhaps that was why youâre here right now? Pulverised, stuffed immensely with his colossal cock? Tears streamed from your wavering eyes, paving you into gasping, moaning and writhing as he thrusts inhumanely within you. All forms of coherency fled from you, leaving you a trembling, jolting mess â mushy at Sylusâ precise cock ruining.
Your gummy walls engulf him, completely overwhelmed and claimed. Tears stream down your cheeks while Sylus cloudily meets your eyes, taking you in missionary. To him, he had to memorise you in your rawest form. Rawest form as your large breasts bounce, your pursed lips stammer crazily, and your throat bubbling with his name.
âSylus! Ah!â You hazily moan, barely capable of holding his sculpted back â lazily attempting to clutch the ridges of Sylusâ abs.
âFuck! Say⊠you love me, Sweetie,â Authoritatively pleading, Sylusâ carmineeyes admire your prisoned self â fuelled by lustful adrenaline.
âNgh! I-IâŠlove you, Syâ,â Moaning, whining obediently, you arch abnormally â completely conquered by Sylusâ cock thrusting its deepest within you.
âA-Again,â Cloudily commanding you, Sylus picks up his extremely swift pace â in love with the addictive warmth that flows from your needy cunt.
âYes! IâŠAh! LoveâŠyou,â Flustered, you're barely able to speak â mentally consumed by Sylus grunting within your ear.
âLook atâŠyou, sweetie,â So close to crumbling, you grow extremely close to finishing â longing for Sylus to inform you that he loves you.
Positioned upon his ample, seclusive bed, you glimpse into his eyes. A whisper of vulnerability holds them, leading to you guiding your trembling hand to settle upon his cheek. Even as your small hand is entwined with his own, his toned hips primal, marking you with his fruitful cock, Sylus listened to every essence of you.
Itâs as if he preyed on your vulnerability, posing himself to watch your crumbled expressions worship his cock. With each lick of sweat upon you, each gasp, moan and plead for more, you knew Sylus basked within it. No, you knew he had estimated how long itâd take for you to break your intimate barriers for him. Innately, guided by fate, you knew he was mentally intrigued by how swiftly you admitted your love. Admitted your love to be beneath him, overpowered by his veiny cock, consistently cumming and faltering.
ââNeedâŠmore,â Pleading, moulded to accommodate Sylus eternally, you grow obedient.
The obedience you display sculpts Sylus into a hazardous state, boyishly grinning before he maintains intense eye contact. Wealthy with your clinginess, Sylus increases the skin slapping in the room, watching your eyes impossibly roll back, your brain mushed at how stupidly good he fucked you. Sylus is proud and consumed by how someone as stubborn and naive as you handle him. Handle his devilish cock, going an unstable amount of sexual rounds.Â
Seeing you, someone promoted as untouchable, detesting his presence, sexually succumbing to him â begging â heightened Sylusâ ego. Taunting you, he canât help but stop his addicted cock â looking down at the ego-shattering mess of you. If you knew what you looked like, pouty, messy, flaunting glassy eyes for him, he knew youâd be unable to redeem yourself.
âS-SoâŠnear,â Breathless, you choppily hurl your pointless words, âD-DonâtâŠstop.â Clenching drastically around Sylusâ cock, you lovingly press your lips against his own â listening to his air-less breaths.
âWhen youâŠkiss me like that.â Lulled by you, Sylus is incapable of resisting â relishing the intimate warmth your kiss promotes.
Sombrely, you both had kissed in disadvantaged circumstances. Obstacles engulfed you both each time. So, sacrificing your honour, and giving Sylus genuine affection, warmed him immensely. Having you, knowing you were once discontent with him, flares Sylusâ primal instincts. A surge of desperation writes his fate, paving him into gifting you a deep thrust â greeting the sexual spots you love heavily.
âIâŠlove you,â Subconsciously speaking, you gasp with each thrust â revealing each mental card you hold. Your poker face had crumpled, leaving behind your purest love for Sylus.
âMhm,â Sylus mutters, feeling you frantically clench around him â unable to compose yourself. Youâre so close to faltering, cumming all over his pulsating cock â but your subconsciousness wants to hear him return your words.
âDoâŠyou?â Teary, faintly questioning Sylus, you greet his rolling eyes â noticing his firmness increasing within you.
âHmââ As Sylus readies himself to speak, you mewl, too overwhelmed by the macaroni-imitating sounds, the wicked skin slapping and the emotion-heavy atmosphere.
Breathing heavily beneath him, attempting to pry Sylus away, so close to finishing, you sink further into the bedsheets. Spewing tears, your eyes close, your lips draw apart further and your back arches. Even caged, presented with limited freedom, you impulsively gather might. Using your might, you claw at Sylusâ back, your dainty hands barely covering the surface of his manly back.
âAh! Sylus!â Freeing yourself, you clamp around his pulsating cock â finishing intensely. Your willpower shredded itself, surrendering you to Sylus entirely.
âFinished?â Teasing you, Sylus sharpens his pounding â decimating your overstimulated pussy. Even as your adorable cum decorates his manly cock, he canât help but continue â bounded by the feeling of you.
âG-Good,â Mentally misplaced, you respond to his fuzzy voice â noticing the Sylusâ eager bucking.
To you, you could sense he longed for more. Each one of his thrusts was becoming a little sloppy, paired with his heavy breathing. Sylus is dripping with sweat, admiring a sleepy you â burying himself his deepest within you. He knew you struggled to take his thickness, but easing you through it was the best thing he had ever done. It represents the subconscious trust you carry for him, revealing your nude vulnerability and your guarded heart.
âL-LetâŠme,â Pussy-stricken, Sylus stutters â consumed by the tingling warmth that cuddles his whole physique. However, he still has adorable, crimson ears. Ears youâd always tease.
Nodding, you lazily wrap your burly legs around Sylusâ abdomen â desperate to immortally seize him. Nothing in you wanted to release his closeness, to protect your future. Everything within you wanted to keep him here, have him cum in you so many times, uncaring if you end up pregnant. All you wanted was everything of him, no matter how much love bit you â putting you in overwhelming situations.
Sacrificing yourself, you feel Sylus grow increasingly aggressive and more possessive. Animalistically, he brings his hand to settle around your neck â moaning, grunting and growling at the submissive scenery of you. Sylus goes his absolute hardest, turned on by your overstimulated self. Just seeing you, croakily moaning, completely broken into, churned his heart.Â
Youâre all his now, something he wonât forfeit. Even as you subconsciously cry, your jiggly breasts bouncing, your squelching pussy wanting more, Sylus canât bring himself to release you. He knows you want all of his thick, fruitful buckets of semen, but he wanted to taunt you a little bit. Even if it renders him into painful, yet beautiful, pleasure, he doesnât care. Depriving you, corrupting you, it was what he loved most. As if heâd give you his cum right now, filling you up to listen to you purr with satisfaction.
ââCanâtâŠresist,â Admiring your hickey-scattered self, Sylus cries out with angst â his abdomen a crazed mess as he intensely cums inside of you.
Happily, Sylus stuffed you like a twinkie bar â overstuffing you with his spilling seed. As you arch at his extremely intense release, Sylus softly increases the pressure on your neck â remaining his deepest within you. Whilst youâre laying beneath him, a sticky and sweaty mess, he lets his cock kiss your cervix once more â shooting out his last cum spurts. Marking you made him gleeful, leaving you with a belly full of him.
He did not care that youâre ovulating, right now.
âYouâŠdid good, sweetie,â Exhausted, pulling out, Sylus breathlessly praises you â looking into your fluttering eyes. He could see the conflict that stirred within your glassy eyes.
âY-Yeah, but,â Doubtful, you stop speaking â feeling him alter his physique. Sylus slowly settled you upon his chest, giving a nude you the sound of his rumbling heartbeat.
âSpeak,â Doused with curiosity, Sylusâ low, scruffy tone forces you to answer. His authorityâs off the charts, knowing youâre vulnerable now.
âYou never said it,â Physically drained, you respond to him â meekly shying away at his intimidating demeanour.
âThat I love you, sweetie?â Sylusâ almost conclusive question causes your stomach to inhabit butterflies.
You didnât even care that you could get pregnant or anything that could happen.
âYeah,â Meek, you reply to an attentive him â listening to Sylusâ heartbeat rise erratically.Â
You did that.
âI love you, sweetie,â Embedded with truth, Sylus reassures you â plastering a gentle kiss upon your temple.
Gentleness adheres to you, causing you to cave into his hold. Listening to him speak so sincerely, riddled with the art of love, completely consumed you. Heartiness adheres to you, pushing you into relishing Sylusâ presence. Even if love bites, you canât help but relish Sylusâ presence â rendered love-stricken.
Weirdly, you didnât want to resist the bites of love. Naturally, you pledge to embrace them â especially since they came from Sylus.
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â stay with me, sleep with me
⥠perv!ellie x fem! reader
synopsis: ellieâs desperate moans pull you from your sleep and after fully waking up, you realize just how badly she needs to touch you.
a/n: wrote while extremely high i am so sorry
warnings: DONT LIKE DONT READ ! â established relationship, a bit of somno, dry humping (a blessing), cursing, ellie is a complete perv, dom ellie, sub r!, degradation (both receiving), impact play, ellieâs strap is referred to as a cock, a vile amount of spit mentioned, super sloppy sex sorry, cunnilingus (r! receiving), fingering (r! receiving), ejaculating strap, breeding kink, consensual pics after sex, begging, kinda perv r! tbh, sex, deep penetration (?), porn with no absolutely no plot and not proofread
wc: 4k
It was hard to register anything at all as your eyes fluttered open, your mind muddled and confused as you are yanked out of your soothing sleep.Â
The room is still dark, only being illuminated by the small night light on the bedside as the clock reads 2:42 am, and yet you have no time to notice it. All you are focused on is the fact that you could hear Ellie whimpering, the warm feeling that spread throughout your lower body being due to her humping your ass like you were nothing but a toy.Â
âElsâ you whine quietly, your voice still groggy with sleepiness. Despite the suddenness of your words, Ellie doesnât falter in the slightest. Instead, she grips your hips tighter, making quick work of flipping you onto your tummy so she can straddle you easily. Pinning you down takes little to no effort even as you squirm a bit, as Ellieâs strength is best shown when she is hyper focused on pleasure.Â
âShut up, just shut upâ she mutters, now grinding against you desperately, the way her clit is being nudged through the fabric of her boxers is enough to make her act carelessly. âYou were teasing me on purpose⊠wearing nothing but those pathetic little panties to bed. And you expect me to be able to sleep?â she scoffs, her words breathless and frustrated.Â
All you can do is whine as your face is shoved into the pillow below you, your mind desperately trying to catch up to the situation. It finally dawns on you that she is desperate to get off, so desperate that she was using your sleeping body.Â
Throughout your relationship, you have learned that Ellie has a tendency to be grabby and a bit pervy to put it nicely. Whether youâre at home or in public, sheâs always groping your tits, smacking your ass, or cupping your cunt right before she gives it a little smack. Every little thing you did made her horny, so much so that she couldnât sleep properly unless she fucked you at least twice a day.Â
But to know that she could get off just from seeing your body while you sleep is enough to make you moan weakly as she grinds against you. âDidnât mean to tease, promiseâ you grunt against the pillows, desperate to defend yourself and yet she scoffs at you reply.Â
âIâm not telling you to give me half assed excuses, Iâm telling you to just shut the fuck up, for the love of Godâ she seethes, her words barely coherent as she rocks against you, her mind blinded by pleasure. Her words make you shut your mouth instantly, able to tell that there was no way to talk yourself out of this situation.Â
âThaaaaaaatâs itâ she praises upon your silence, begrudgingly slowing down her hips since she could finally do what she had been so desperate to do. She takes in a few shaky breaths, keeping you pinned down with her weight but leaning back a bit so she can take in more of your body.Â
Seeing you clad in only cozy white cotton underwear has Ellie more desperate than ever. Her fingers trace your puffy cunt through the thin material, testing your patience with her movements. âStop fucking teasingâ you groan, pressing your hips back against her touch in search of some sort of relief.Â
For a moment you think she isnât going to bother responding to you, that is until you feel a hard smack against your ass. Itâs harsh enough to make you yelp in surprise, your skin tingling with pain from the impact.Â
âWatch your goddamn mouth when youâre talking to meâ she seethes. âWas gonna be all sweet on you but stupid girls like you donât deserve that kind of treatmentâ she mutters, the anger in her voice making your whole body feel as if itâs on fire.Â
Before you can beg for her to go easy on you, she is pulling up your hips till your ass is raised in the air and your knees are spread. You use your arms to help push yourself up, now on all fours as you look back at her.Â
Ellie is wearing just a black tanktop with her boxers, and yet she manages to look absolutely perfect. The way her chest rises and falls at such a quick pace shows her need, her complete desperation to have you all to herself. Her eyes flicker to meet yours, having a terrifying edge to them as she analyzes your features.Â
âAw, did I scare you, baby?â she coos with false pity. Even if you know she is mocking you, you still nod your head, albeit in an unsure manner. She gives a little âawhâ before lowering her hand so she can toy with the waistband of your panties.Â
With the material pulled snug against your cunt, she can just barely make out the wet patch that has formed since itâs still dim in the bedroom. She lets the material snap back in place against your skin, a pleased smile on her lips when you flinch and let out a hiss of pain.Â
âJust doing what you want me to do, sweet girl. Look at how soaked you are just from being hit and usedâ she hums, landing another rough smack on your ass that makes it hard to keep yourself upright. âSâ fucking filthy, you know that?â she questions, not caring when you donât offer her a verbal reply.Â
Instead you let out a soft moan as the pain from the hit settles in which causes pleasure to shoot down right towards your pussy. Itâs too much to bear, the anticipation of her touch leaving you breathless.Â
She smooths her hands over your aching bottom to soothe the pain only to quickly yank your panties down to your bent knees. Cool air hits your cunt and makes you let out a puff of breath, feeling so exposed and at Ellieâs mercy.Â
âPerfect little cuntâ she praises, running her thumb between your folds just so she can gather the slick that is rather prominent. âThank you, Elsâ you breathe out, needing to get back on her good side or else it would be unlikely sheâd actually let you come.Â
Your sentiment is not wasted on her, as her touch becomes more gentle, leaning down to let spit drip down from her lips so it can slide down your cunt slowly. Itâs so warm that you canât help but shiver, letting out a borderline pornographic moan as she uses her lubed up finger to gently press against your entrance.Â
But just as you think itâs about to begin, she pulls her finger back. âYou gonna let me taste you or are you gonna be difficult again?â she questions, sucking your juices off her fingers before crossing her arms over her chest as she leans back.Â
You immediately turn to look back at her, your eyes pleading. âIâll be good, baby. Wanna feel your tongue, please. Want your fingers too, fuckâ you rush out, your words slurring together just a bit.Â
All you can think of is her touch, her body, how low her voice is when she speaks to you like youâre just some stupid girl. Your mind is barely functional at this point, not minding as she yanks your body down until youâre at the very edge of the bed. She settled onto her knees, dreaming of the bruises that will likely appear from doing so.Â
She spreads open your cunt with her fingers, wanting to take in the sight of her spit that had managed to mix with your own arousal, leaving you a dripping mess. âAtta girlâ she praises despite the fact that you are doing nothing but allowing her to see you completely.Â
The mixture of being praised along with the feeling of her warm breath fanning against your cunt as she inches closer. âWanna make this pretty pussy feel so good; gonna make you mineâ she mutters, not even thinking anymore. She is akin to a shark that has just smelt blood, her eyes narrowing as they focus on your cunt that sheâs about to eat out without hesitation.Â
Her words wash over you and take away any tension left in your body. She presses an open mouthed kiss right on your clit, always loving to surprise you with a shock of pleasure. Within a second of the kiss, she is flicking her tongue against your cunt like a starved woman.Â
âFuck, fuck, fuckâ you huff, your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of her tongue working against you. The sounds she makes are absolutely obscene, moaning against you as she keeps her face completely buried in your pussy. She doesnât make you work for anything at all, already licking upwards towards your aching clit.Â
She closes her lips around the soft bud, sucking on it so perfectly that for a moment you swear you can see stars. Your moans mix with hers in the filthiest way, as youâre both overcome with pleasure. âJesus, mâ sensitive, fuckinâ aches, Elsâ you murmur, unsure if youâre trying to get her to ease up on your clit or suck on it just a bit harder.Â
Ellie chooses to ease up, giving a final lick to your clit before she shoves two fingers into her own mouth, getting them slick with saliva so you wonât feel any sort of discomfort from them. âLove those noises youâre making, baby. Could fucking come from listening to you moan my nameâ she says with a breathy chuckle, finding herself entertaining as per usual.Â
You canât help the lazy smile that spreads on your lips from all the attention she is giving you, an exasperated groan as you feel her pressing both fingers against your opening, trying to ease them in before you have time to protest.Â
She usually does one finger on its own but she is terribly impatient and some sick part of her loves feeling how tight you are when youâre not prepared for such a stretch. You practically mutter every curse in the book as she pushes them in, feeling slightly embarrassed from how easily they slide in due to your slickness and how relaxed you are from her touch.Â
âJesus Christ, your cunt is sucking me in, so fucking tightâ she says with a drawn out groan, the way youâre squeezing against her fingers making her head spin with delight. âSo bigâ you moan out, as Ellieâs fingers were the perfect length, reaching spots you could never get to by your own hand.Â
The stretch is enough to have you writhing, your arms shaking from weakness as she pumps her fingers in and out of your sloppy cunt. âTaking me so well, angelâ she grunts, curling her fingers in a way that has you pleading with her to slow down a bit. But she is too focused on bringing you to the edge, needing to make you feel good no matter what.Â
âYou gonna come on my fingers, hm?â she questions with a teasing edge to your voice, never ceasing to be amazed at how easy it is to make you fall apart completely. You nod, your arms aching as your muscles burn just to keep yourself in the perfect position.Â
âFeels uhmâ holy shit, feels like heavenâ you gasp out, the realization that she has her fingers knuckle deep inside of you only making your cunt clench more. âYeah, baby? Bet that pretty little head of yours is all empty now. All you can think about is how fucking deep my fingers are in your little cuntâ she says, knowing that her words are completely true.Â
You only nod as Ellie focuses on how perfect your tight heat feels as you desperately bounce back against her fingers. âJusâ a little moreâ you whimper, and Ellie is more than ready to give you what you need to push you over the edge.Â
She flicks her tongue against your clit, alternating between that and sucking on it sloppily, her spit dripping down onto the floor at this point. Neither of you care, as you are far too busy crying out her name. Your arms give out and you press your cheek against the soft mattress, your hips still in the air as she works.Â
âCan I come? Pleasepleaseplease, can I come?â you ask, knowing better than to do so without her permission. Your well behaved demeanor never fails to please Ellie, her eyes practically rolling back from how obedient you are.Â
âCourseâ you can, sweet girl. Just let goâ she mutters against your over sensitive cunt before lapping at your clit once more. Her fingers slide in and out with ease and she can tell youâre about to let go completely.Â
With her permission, youâre coming, the taste of your arousal filling her senses as your clit pulses against her tongue. You canât even thank her for giving you permission, practically braindead as your orgasm crashes over you. Your own drool seeps into the blanket beneath you, a fucked out grin on your lips as Ellie finally pulls her fingers out of your pussy.Â
Your body feels completely relaxed, your hips finally dropping down so your aching muscles can relax. You take a moment, a little sigh of happiness leaving your lips as you listen to Ellie suck your juices off her fingers as if it were the best thing she has ever tasted.Â
âCâmon, baby, I wanna see that pretty faceâ she coos, helping your weak body so that you can turn onto your back, your chest still heaving as she lays down beside you, not giving you any warning as she shoves her fingers into your mouth so you can taste yourself as well.Â
You take it just for her, letting her practically fuck her fingers into your mouth just for her pleasure. She eases her fingers out when she has had her fun, pressing her fingers together before spreading them once more just so she can she the strings of spit that connect them together. âYou made such a messâ she observes, a grin on her face as she glances at you.Â
All you can do is grin at her, knowing how much Ellie gets off on helping you feel good. She leans close enough to press her lips against your own, the kiss so intimate yet needy. Her tongue slides against yours, letting it trail against your teeth whenever she pleases. A whine is pulled from your throat when she grips your cheeks with her strong hand, forcing you to stick your tongue out. She offers you no explanation before leaning back in to messily suck on your tongue, her moans making your cunt ache for more attention.Â
She only pulls away to catch her breath, already missing the warmth your mouth provides. âGettinâ so much better at kissing, baby. Guess Iâm a good teacher, huh?â she quips with a grin. You only nod, your lips still slick with saliva as you give her your prettiest smile. âThe best teacher everâ you hum.Â
Ellie pauses for a moment, noticing the way youâre already pressing your thighs together, a sign that you are getting yourself worked up. âAw, poor thing. So pathetic and needy for my attentionâ states mockingly, although she couldnât be more pleased that she will be able to give you more.Â
âJust let me grab somethinâ to help make you feel goodâ she instructs, pushing herself up from the bed and parting from you so she can find what she knows will help you get all that extra energy out. For the first few minutes you simply stare up at the ceiling, eventually growing bored and quickly propping yourself up with your elbows.Â
You were met with the sight of Ellie tightening the harness against her body, turning just enough so that you can see which strap it is. it doesnât take long for you to realize, your tummy aching in the best way as you stare.Â
Itâs the fucking ejaculating strap, the toy only being used when Ellie wants to make a real mess all over the bed and maybe because she needs to watch her come drip out of your poor used cunt.Â
Its an intimidating sight, the way Ellie looks down at you, her hand at the base of the silicone cock. âGonna knock you up tonight, I swearâ she mumbles with a soft smile that sends shivers down your spine.Â
Even if you know itâs not possible, it doesnât stop you from feeling completely vulnerable to her. Itâs undeniably dirty, the idea of her coming inside you causes you to instinctively part your thighs for her, gently rubbing your clit and smiling weakly as you make tight circles with your finger.Â
âNeed you to, Els. Wanna feel when you finish insideâ you plead, trying to entice her. Without even truly having to try, she is giving in to you. âYouâve got a dirty fucking mouthâ she huffs, quickly striding towards the bed and pushing your legs up a bit higher. Her tone of voice leaves you feeling helpless to her in that moment.Â
She uses one hand to slap her strap against your needy clit, her mind filled with everything she wanted to do to you in that moment. The way you yelp and flinch is more than enough to please her; raising her hand to spit into her own hand, stroking her strap as if she could truly feel it. Ellie tilted her head back, her fist pumping in the most perfect manner, as it forced the material to nudge up against her clit.Â
âGonna fuck you till youâre a mess, all for meâ she breathes out, slowing her fist down now that her cock was thoroughly coated with spit, she teasingly pushed it against your entrace, letting it catch in the slightest before continuing on.Â
âNeed you to fill me up, pleaseâ you beg, looking up as ellie towers over you from her higher position. Your pathetic plea makes her genuinely smile and she is more than eager to finally give in to your request.Â
âHow can I say no when you ask so nicely?â she teases, getting you distracted so she could slowly push in. Your brows knit together once you feel the stretch, the thickness of it making you thankful Ellie had soaked your pussy with her spit.Â
âEllie, fuckâ you shudder, not complaining when she decides to push your legs further apart so she can push all the way in. Every time you think itâs over, another inch slips in and leaves you barely able to take in a few breaths of air.Â
When she finally manages to get all the way in, she lets out a curse at the way she can literally feel her hips against your own. Your hands clench at your sides, the feeling of being so full making it impossible to think for yourself.Â
She pulls out all the way to the tip before pushing her hips against yours to fuck you as deeply as possible. Her pace only quickens when your moans are only full of bliss. âYou hear that, sweetheart? Your cunt sâ fucking soakingâ she groans between thrusts, her hands lowering to slap your tits and grope them carelessly.Â
Her thrusts are forceful enough to really be able to make Ellie moan weakly, the material bumping against her making her grip on your thighs tighten. She looks you in the eyes as sheâs buried in your cunt, letting silence fall between the two of you so you could her the dirty sound of your wet cunt slapping against the base of her dick. It left you more flushed than you already were, your lips parting in an attempt to say anything at all.Â
âYouâre such a nasty pervâ you moan out between each thrust. âGetting off just at the idea of filling me up with your cumâ you tease, knowing the effects it would have.Â
Being called a perv for her behavior makes Ellie whimper pathetically, loving when you tell her how disgusting her behavior is. âFuck, say it again babe. Gonna make me fucking come if you keep talking like thatâ she states, barely getting in a few breaths as she speaks.Â
Her words only spur you on, as you have the need to make her feel good as well. âSo wrong of you to use me while Iâm sleeping, isnât it?â you huff, feigning disgust. âAre you so desperate that you have to hump me like Iâm just a toy? Because thatâs disgustingâ you continoue on.Â
All the while, Ellieâs moans grow louder as her physical and emotional pleasure build intensely. âAnd now look at you, trying to breed me like you own meâ you scoff, doing your best to play the part for your girlfriend.Â
It seems to please her, as sheâs fucking into you at an unbelievable pace. The strokes being so deep and swift that youâre back to being unable to speak, reduced to something weak when she was taking you like this.Â
âI do own you, stupid. Iâll use your body however the fuck I want and I know you wonât complain because you get off on it just as much as I doâ she groans, making you feel like you donât even have any purpose other than to be Ellieâs girlfriend.Â
âYou own me, Iâm sorry, you own meâ you gasp as pounds against a soft spot within you that causes you to lock your legs around her, refusing to let her pull out. âAnd I am gonna breed your filthy cunt, sâ all mine anywaysâ she states weakly as youâre both about to fall over the edge. Your tummy feels tight, clenching around her strap as you try to prepare to take her load.Â
âHoly fuck Iâmââ she begins, her hand tightening around the base of her strap so she can release the surprisingly warm cum into your pussy. Both of you moan over one another, hips trembling and shaking as Ellieâs cock remains deep inside you, cum dripping from the corners of your cunt.Â
Youâre flooded, feeling completely full and used. Each tremor makes you mewl, as her cock manages to move inside you. Before you can protest, sheâs pressing her body closer to yours, pinning your hips down with her own.Â
Slow and steadily she fucks you back open, each thrust intimate and loving. âGotta make sure it takes, angelâ she mutters to soothe your shaking body, completely overstimulated by pleasure. She fucks her cum back into your sore cunt, not wanting any of it to go to waste. Both of you were completely delusional, as you could swear in this moment you were truly going to have her babies.Â
After a few soft thrusts, she presses a small and gentle kiss to your lips as she eases her cock out of you. The loss of it leaves you groaning, already missing the feeling. You clench as best you can just to keep the cum inside to please Ellie.Â
âDonât wanna forget thisâ she states in a rushed manner, scrambling up to grab her phone off her nightstand. She quickly places the camera above you, giving a little âsay cheese!â and awaiting your bright smile before she snaps the perfect pictures of you. Youâre completely fucked out and a total mess, her cum even still dripping out during the photo.Â
You adore when she takes pictures of you, as itâs something special that is only for the two of you. She sets her phone down on the bed beside you, quickly taking off her harness and placing the messy strap onto the dresser so she can deal with it when she wakes back up.Â
And just like that, sheâs back in bed with you, peppering your face with kisses. âTook me so well, baby. Looked so perfect for meâ she praises, her touch feather light as she brushes her fingertips against your soft tummy. âBet you wanna get cleaned up and back to bed, hm?â she questions, knowing you must be exhausted.Â
And you absolutely are, your energy all used up. You nod weakly at her words, pressing your body against hers for more comfort. âJust a quick shower, okay?â you mutter, simply wanting to go back to sleep as soon as possible.Â
Your words make her chuckle and she nods, helping you sit up by keeping you in her arms as she gets upright. âThatâs right, just a quick one and youâre all doneâ she agrees, knowing itâll help keep you in a soothed state.Â
Part of you canât help but be glad this all happened, already planning to wear your skimpiest pair of underwear to bed tomorrow to see just how far sheâll go when sheâs desperate.
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NSFW - MDNI
He's obsessed with your voice. He loves the way you whimper and just struggle your words out. He loves to to tease, he LIVES to tease you. He's so mean whe he asks what you want, just so he can deny it and command you to beg for it.
He's buried deep inside of you, barely able to hold himself up, panting heavily. He looks down at the pretty face you're making and he can't help but think that the only thing that would make it better is the sound of your beautiful voice.
"Tell me what you want, baby" he breathes in your ear, dropping his head down to your neck. He stopped moving. His hot breath hitting your heated skin. "I asked you somethin'~" he hums leaning back down to press kiss over your shoulder. You can practically feel his smirk in his voice.
"Please-" is all you're able to stutter out at first and it makes him grin onto your skin as he lifts his head to shake it at you. "Naw, I couldn't quite hear you princess,.. you should use bigger words for your needs?" there's this pout on his face, he's mocking you. Out of desperation you kiss him, in hopes that he could possibly forget about your loss of words.
He indulges you for a few seconds before pulling away and raising his eyebrow at you. That's when you realise he's serious; he really won't move an inch until you tell him exactly what you want. "Please-, just.. fuck me" you whine, you know it won't be enough for him but you hope it is because if he doesn't move in the next thirty seconds you feel you might combust. You honestly don't know what will combust, but something is definitely blowing up and its also gonna be you.
"Good start, baby, but it's not enough" he chuckles at your responding whine and buries his head into you neck chuckling. Although this is more than entertaining, he also has to hide the fact this is just as agonizing for him like it is for you. "How do you want it, hm? Tell me how you want me to fuck you." "Please, just fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me dumb. Fuck me so hard you break me, the bed or the wall. I don't care just please fuck me" you desperately shout out in embarrassment.
He lets out an elated laugh, this is exactly what he wants to hear. He leans in to kiss you and ends up muffling the happy whine you let out when he finally starts moving. But quickly you feel dizzy, you're beyond coherent words at this point. You can't even think straight. He feels so good inside you that you almost go crazy. You instinctively grab at his skin, raking your nails over his shoulder blades. He loves being able to get you like this, he loves listen to you break like this. You and the pretty noises you make are all his to enjoy....
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Kaeya, Al-Haitham, Ayato, Itto, Scaramouche, Wriothesley, Dottore, Pantalone (genshin)
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FAINTING & FEVER - When you confess your deep buried feelings to your boss in your fever.
Summary: Hiding a fever? Check. Passing out? Check. Confessing your feelings to your boss? Wait woah?
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader, BAU x platonic!reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: fever, fainting, rest is good I guess.
Word Count: 3.8k
A/N: This was supposed to be platonic but I didn't feel like it is romantic :) This is my first time writing any non-platonic work. All the pics I have inserted are more clear when clicked if you want to see (Tumblr did something). Positive Criticism is welcomed.
"So, what are you ladies up to tonight?" Morgan asked while driving, his focus on the road. You'd just finished a case, and as usual, Morgan was eager to make plans before another case thrust you back into the world's horrors.
"Well," JJ began with a sigh, eyebrows raised, "I'm going to spend the whole day resting with my boys." She finished with her radiant smile.
"What about you, Prentiss?" Morgan glanced at Emily in the passenger seat.
"No plans yet, but who knows? I might have something by the time we land."
"L/N?" Derek called out when he realized you hadn't answered, lost in your own world.
You sat beside Spencer, staring out the window, oblivious to your surroundings. The heat you felt was consuming every coherent thought.
"L/N?"
"Huh? What did you say?" you asked, turning your head so quickly that JJ and Spencer wondered how you didn't get whiplash. Your voice remained calm and soft.
"You okay?" Spencer asked, his hazel eyes filled with concern.
"Why wouldn't I be, Spencer?" you replied, mustering a small smile to maintain your façade.
"You just seem...down," he commented, studying you intently. You gave him another small smile, shook your head, and winced. Your head felt as if it had been struck by an invisible hammer. Spencer either didn't notice your wince or chose not to comment.
"You up for some fun tonight?" Morgan asked again, though you were barely aware.
"What fun?" you frowned. The way he said "fun" made you think it might not be the kind you'd enjoy.
"Seriously, sweet girl? You're spending way too much time with Reid. I'm talking about bars, drinks, and if you get lucky, then maybeâ" Morgan started with a Cheshire grin, while your eyes widened.
"No," you said in a high-pitched tone, embarrassed at the thought of hooking up with a random guy when you already loved someone.
"What do you mean, 'no'? Come on. We don't get many days off, L/N. You should enjoy them when you can."
"Morgan, I can't," you said, shifting uncomfortably.
"And why is that, sweet girl?"
"Hey! Garcia will take offense if you call someone else 'sweet girl,'" you said with a smile, appreciating his use of a nickname for you.
"Nah. My baby girl will never be offended by this, and you're not just someone else," he replied confidently.
"But answer the question, sweet girl," he prompted, aware you were avoiding it. He assumed your hesitation was due to your reluctance to go out, knowing how you and Reid felt about drinking and socializing.
"I've got some work to do, Morgan. Also, I'm tired," you said, leaning your head back.
Morgan's expression changed instantly.
"Go straight home when we land, Y/N, not to Hotch's office. Whatever files you have to work on can wait. If I didn't know him better, I'd say he's making you do overtime."
"Exactly. Hotch will understand, and there's no need to tire yourself out," Spencer added softly.
Their concern warmed your heart. "Of course, gentlemen," you replied, amusing the others.
The conversation drifted back to their plans while you gazed out the window, watching amoeba-shaped clouds float slowly across the sky. The view was therapeutic, but you didn't tell them how awful you were feeling.
When you woke up that morning, it felt as if hell had descended upon Earth just for you. Your muscles ached, protesting and begging you to return to bed, but you couldn't. Lives were at stake, a case needed solving. Now, the muscle pain had given way to a headache and constant zoning out.
You longed to get home as soon as possible, yearning for your fluffy blankets to engulf you completely, save for your head. You hoped your phone might end up in a ditch for the day, allowing you to remain in your cozy cocoon until you felt well enough to face the worldâand potential case callsâagain.
Soon, you arrived at the airstrip, where Emily and JJ surrounded you.
"So, where's your mind wandering today?" Emily asked with a mischievous grin. Before you could answer, JJ chimed in.
"In dreams of Hotch, of course. Right, Y/N?" You quickly shushed her, glancing around to ensure no one had overheard.
"JJ, Emily, we're at the airstrip," you whispered urgently. "Someone might hear you. It's supposed to be a secret. Sometimes I think you and Garcia are determined to let Hotch find out." You began trudging toward the plane, feeling drained.
They both laughed and high-fived.
"We do want you two together," Emily said.
"You should tell him yourself," JJ added. "Besides, if he overhears by accident, it'll only speed up your love life."
"By the way, Y/N, will you only go out with us if Hotch is there too?" Emily teased.
"Guys!" you groaned as they laughed.
Your crush on Hotch had started early in your tenure, initially based on his looks. But it deepened into something more profound, to the point where his well-being affected you deeply. You felt terrified when he faced dangerous situations. That's when you knew you were in trouble.
There was no way he'd fall for someone who could barely speak to him. You had your reasons for avoiding him. The days leading up to this decision were hellish. Never had you stumbled over your words as much as you did then. And what did he do?
He always gave you a patient look and nodded softly, encouraging you to speak your mind. It was manageable until you started losing yourself in his eyes or staring at his face constantly. After that, you ensured you were never alone with him except when working on case files. You began doing this so he could go home early and rest, reasoning that a few extra files wouldn't impact your time.
You were startled from your reverie by the memory of Garcia suggesting that Hotch might like you too. You still don't believe her, but a girl could hope.
"If it gets too much, I want you to pull out."
"Sir?" you asked, confused, looking up from your gun at your boss, who was surveying the team preparing to ambush the unsub's house.
"Everyone has off cases, L/N, but with time, most of us have learned to deal with it. Still, we pull ourselves out when needed. You're still new. So, pull out if necessary. Do you understand me?" he said, now looking at you, his gaze sweeping over your shorter form. You looked up at him intently, lost in his eyes until he raised an eyebrow. You could have sworn you saw his eyes soften slightly.
"Yes, sir."
"Call me Hotch, Y/N." With that, he walked towards the rest of the team as you hurried to catch up.
Back at the FBI building, you dashed to Garcia's lair. She was your first friend, and you both had a tendency to ramble about various topics. Sometimes Reid joined in. As soon as you saw her, you hugged her. Hugging Garcia was like therapyâyou could feel your worries, guilt, and other negative emotions leaving your body. You felt yourself relax, your body lighter. You called it "Garcia magicâ! It was an added bonus that Garcia was fond of physical affection.
When you told her about Hotch's words and your feeling that he was worried and all other incidents where he acted the sameâthough you thought that was impossibleâshe flashed her beaming smile, all her white teeth showing. Her eyes, however, held the amusement of knowing something you didn't.
"I didn't know sweet cheeks, he cares for you this much." Garcia mused, clearly pleased by what you'd shared.
This much? And what do you mean?" you asked, your curiosity evident.
"Hmm hmm. He looks at you the same way Will looks at JJ. He's so soft with you and he isn't like this with anybody. Maybe except Jack of course."
âGarcia thereâs no way in hell he likes me. Maybe he was trying to be sweet.â you asked her trying not to get your hopes up.
This is a paradox. You are sure. Damn sure! Garcia began laughing while you gave her an incredulous look. She didnât stop until you threw a teddy at her. âMy sweet sweet girl, Hotch is never sweet with anyone. Ask Emily about it if you are unsure but nope nada in my so many years of being at BAU, heâs never sweet with anyone.â
"Maybe you are overthinking this Garcia. Hotch and I don't even know each other.â, you mumbled looking at your hands in your lap.
âThat is an argument I will have with you on another day but what I'm saying is that Hotch likes you.", she says with a small almost sad smile.
"If you want you can observe him. You're a profiler baby. Yow will know.", she added gleefully.
Henceforth, you observed Hotch as profiling team members was off-limit. He had a tendency to smile at you softly and he didnât offer others the same amount of options that he did to you , but you attributed this to being new. You were certain he'd show his more authoritative side once you were no longer considered the newest member. Definitely!
Lost in these thoughts, you suddenly felt your vision blur and your surroundings distort.
"Whoa! You okay?" Emily asked as she grabbed your forearm, while JJ held the other. They exchanged concerned looks when you didn't answer immediately. You shook your head slightly and replied,
"Yeah, yeah. Just slipped."
They didn't seem convinced but didn't press further.
"Be careful," JJ said, patting your shoulder.
"Yeah, of course," you mumbled, trying to regain your composure.
Hotch and Rossi chatted as they walked, their conversation drifting from Jack's football to other topics. Before they knew it, they'd arrived at the airstrip. As Hotch boarded the plane, he froze in surprise. You were seated next to his usual spotâan unexpected sight, given your habit of avoiding him outside of group settings or work situations. Your presence there felt nothing short of miraculous.
Not wanting to give Rossi a chance to tease him, Hotch quickly sat beside you. He was certain you hadn't noticed his arrival, as you were deeply engrossed in the case reportâsomething you rarely worked on during flights.
His attention shifted back to Rossi when the older agent began discussing plans for a pasta dinner. From the corner of his eye, Hotch caught you glancing up, offering both him and Rossi a small smile before burying yourself in the file again. It was odd, considering the report wasn't due for days.
He didn't want to finish it quickly, knowing an empty home awaited him. No one would be there to greet himâjust silent walls. Jack was on vacation with Jessica's family for the next few days, leaving Hotch alone in the city. He stole another quick glance at you, resisting the urge to look more often.
Hotch was sure he would never fall in love again after Hayley. He loved her from such a young age and so much that loving someone else felt betraying the love he had bestowed upon Hayley all those years. Even after getting a divorce, he didn't stop loving her completely. Sometimes, he liked to believe they separated not because they fell out of love, but because their love was so intense that their arguments became too painful. However, he knew this wasn't the reality. He sighed and pulled out his file.
His thoughts soon drifted to you. Lately, contemplating love inevitably led him to think of you. Sometimes you don't know what hit you until it does. Falling in love with you was the same. He was falling in and never realised until the day he got a letter. From you.
Hotch had slowly fallen in love with you. That was the truth of his life, he stayed away from for a long time. How could he stay away when your every action seemed to win his heart anew? Each time he learned something new about you, he fell a little deeper.
You were a sweet addition to the team. It didn't mean you were all the time sunshine. Everyone learnt that the hard way. He mentally chuckled at the fight you and Morgan had over dark chocolate to the extent you were ready to beat him black and blue. However, your sweet gestures towards everyone on the team always warmed his heart.
He reminded himself to remain professional. After all, he was on a plane with a group of profilers who could decipher his feelings in minutes if given the chance.
"L/N, can you tell me about theâ"
"L/N?" Hotch called out again, surprised you didn't hear him the first time. Still, you didn't reply. Rossi also looked up.
"Y/N? Y/N!" He said, touching your shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah. What happened?" You looked like a deer caught in headlights, making both Hotch and Rossi confused.
"Nothing happened. I was just asking you about the case," he replied, looking at you. You were looking...different. It was as if every laugh and joy had been drained from your life.
"I'll be right back," you said, standing up and moving before Hotch had a chance to stop you.
The moment you stood up, you knew you shouldn't have done that. You were far better sitting down. Now the pounding in your head intensified, along with the feeling of being shaken up to the point where you could see everything oscillating. You tried to keep yourself still, hoping your surroundings would become normal.
The next thing you knew, everything went black.
Hotch saw you swaying and moved instinctively. He caught you, one hand on your waist, the other on your shoulder, trying to keep you up while you were dead weight. However, it wasn't as easy as it seemed in the movies.
"Y/N? Y/N. Hey, wake up!"
"Y/N!" He squeezed your body against him.
However, his yelling got him nowhere. You didn't respond, lying still in his arms as if you were taking a nap. Hotch would have believed it if he hadn't seen you go down in front of his eyes.
"Y/N," he called out again, softly this time, yet the response was the same. He swept your hair back from your face.
Unable to keep you up, he gently lowered both of you onto the aisle. He moved his hands to your shoulders, gently shaking you, but you showed no sign of waking up.
He didn't notice anyone else until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Rossi sitting beside him, looking alarmed by the happenings. Morgan was above your head. The rest of the team was also hovering.
"What happened, man?" Morgan asked while taking the sweater Reid offered and putting it under your head.
Hotch didn't answer. He himself didn't know what was wrong with you. One minute, you were standing and the next plummeting down like the apple which led to the discovery of gravity. His hand went to your cheeks, where he felt the heat radiating. His frown appeared and deepened as he touched your forehead.
"She's burning up!" Hotch said worriedly, still keeping his tone full of calmness while his heart was trying to beat out of his chest. Having a fever is one thing but passing out from it is entirely another. He couldn't help but feel the small burning sensation in his chest at the thought of being ill, even if it was a fever.
You could hear people talking, but why would there be people at your home? You scrunched your face and blinked your eyes multiple times before fully opening them. Everything was blurry at first, but soon it became clear, along with the horrible pounding in your head. You tried to sit up, but a firm pair of arms pushed you back.
"Hey Bella, don't try to get up. Stay still."
"Wha-what happened?"
"You fainted," Hotch said. The rest of them had dispersed, knowing Hotch would take great care of you and that a crowd wouldn't help much.
"I don't feel good," you groaned, your hand massaging your head.
"Yeah, I gathered that much. Tell me what's exactly wrong, L/N?" Hotch had your hand in his, rubbing it softly to ease the pain in any way he could.
"I don't feel good," you mumbled again with half-closed eyes. You were mostly disoriented from what Hotch could figure out.
"You have a fever."
"I do?"
It was taking you time to gather what was happening. He blamed the fainting and fever. It took you time, but you slowly opened your eyes fully when you noticed Hotch still sitting at the edge of the sofa. He still held your hand, and your legs were on his lap. Being in touch with him felt like second nature; you didn't even notice until you opened your eyes. You quickly tried to pull back your legs and hand, but Hotch stopped you with his hold.
"Don't move so much, Y/N. Relax," his voice soft and calming, as always.
You sat in silence for the rest of the journey, which wasn't very long. You were clutching onto his forearm as he helped you sit up to go home. When you came outside the plane,
"Hotch, I can go home by myself," you began, your voice small, hoping to regain some of the dignity you lost after fainting in front of your entire team.
"Y/N, you can't stand straight, and you want to drive home by yourself?" Hotch asked with a raised eyebrow.
"There are other ways to be suicidal than this, sweet girl," Morgan quipped, walking beside you, not that you noticed. You looked up at him and then at Hotch, concern shining in both of their eyes.
"I'm not joking," you huffed.
"Neither are we," Morgan said.
"Y/N, it's final. I'm taking you home," Hotch ordered. That's what it felt like to you.
Hotch had an arm around your waist, supporting you as your body threatened to collapse. He hurried towards your apartment, aware of your rising fever. He couldn't give you medicine without food, but he was grateful for your unfiltered speechâit revealed the extent of your discomfort.
"You know, Hotch?" you began as he fumbled with the door. You leaned against the wall for support.
"Dahlias are my favourite flowers. They symbolize change, dignity, and elegance."
"They're native to Mexico, right?" he replied as you entered the apartment.
"Yeah! You know about them?" you asked, turning your face abruptly.
"Easy, honey. No sudden moves," he cautioned. "And yes, I've picked up a few facts over the years."
"I've always loved them. So colourful, bright, and beautiful," you laughed softly.
Hotch had never heard you speak so freely. He found himself enchanted by your voice, certain you could rival Reid in flower trivia.
After settling you on the sofa, Hotch fetched water, fruit, and medicine. You tossed your shoes aside and reluctantly took the pills, groaning as you slumped back.
"You should change into something more comfortable," Hotch suggested, removing his own shoes.
You looked at him, startled. Realizing his phrasing, he quickly clarified, "I mean, you should put on some comfy clothes."
At his insistence, you changed. When you returned, Hotch had shed his coat and tie, his shirt partially unbuttoned.
"Aren't you going home?" you asked, confused.
"I'll stay tonight, in case you need anything."
"There's no need, Hotch. You must be exhausted from the case. Go home and rest. I'll be fine."
"Y/N, it's better if someone's with you tonight. You fainted on the plane. I wouldn't be able to relax not knowing how you're doing," he admitted, his voice soft.
You smiled at his thoughtfulness and curled up on the sofa with a blanket and pillow. You both decided to watch Star Wars.
Partway through the movie, you turned to Hotch, staring intently.
"You know, Hotch?"
"Yes?"
"I love you. Like, really, really love you," you said with a lopsided smile.
Hotch froze, completely still. He hadn't been this motionless since he first held Jack, afraid of hurting his newborn son. He never imagined you reciprocated his feelings, but he knew if he didn't get the conversation going right now, he not going to know about your feelings when you are not loopy due to medicine.
âYea?â
"Mm-hmm. You're so wonderful and adorable and just... so cute. Yeah, you're intimidating at work, but the rest of the time? Totally cute."
"Oh, am I?"
Though your tongue was loosened by the medicine, you were more lucid than you let on. Having suppressed these feelings for so long, you couldn't stop now that you'd started. You wanted to tell him everythingâhim about all those feelings that you shouldn't have about him but you do, how couldn't help but fall for him slowly and every day seeing him made your day.
He was so handsome! His pretty dark brown chocolate-coloured eyes are swoon-worthy. Whenever you look into them, you feel hypnotized, unable to look away from them but not being present in the time; you often find yourself lost in them, forgetting his words as you gaze at him. Right now, he was looking directly at you, and you were drowning in his gaze.
How does he not realize the effect he has when he looks at someone like this?
Hotch's smile grew with each word you spoke.
"You're so handsome, ridiculously handsome. Have you seen yourself under that table lamp? You look like some movie hero poring over case files."
He blushed and glanced away at your flood of compliments. You cupped his face, turning it back to you, your eyes wide and intent. His smile made your frown melt into the biggest grin he'd ever seen on you. You looked beautiful.
"I just really like you, but I know you don't like me," you said, your voice small.
He frowned at your words.
"I love you too, honey, but I'll give you the full answer when you're well enough to remember it. Word for word," he replied softly.
You squealed with delight.
"You aren't just saying this to spare my feelings, right?" you mumbled a few moments later.
He cradled your face in his hands. "I would never say such a thing just to spare someone's feelings, Y/N. I love you. More than you can imagine."
Your questioning continued throughout the movie, but you refused to turn it off.
"You must have had many admirers in college. How many girlfriends did you have?" you asked, your head resting on his shoulder while his hand on your waist pulled you closer. Both of you kept your eyes on the TV.
"I only had one."
"No, you're lying. You're far too handsome to have had only one girlfriend your entire life."
'You can become the second.'
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything, sweetheart."
"Did you just call me sweetheart?"
"You're imagining things, L/N. It's a common symptom of high fever. Of course, I didn't call you sweetheart, honey."
"Oh, but Iâyou just called meâ"
"What?"
"Never mind. I must be imagining it."
"Yes, you're definitely imagining things."
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Grumpy
fem!reader X Simon Riley
Summary: You're always grumpy in the morning, and Simon always 'fix' it.
Tw:Smut, unprotected sex.
A/n: First time posting here, just because this man doesn't leave my mindđ This masked manđŁ Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language
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By then Simon knew that you were far from being a morning person, on the contrary, you hated waking up early with all your soul.
But over time he learned to get used to you, waking you up with a session of kisses and hugs, pampering you until you improved your mood a little.
But nothing worked better than having his cock deep inside you, sliding in and out of your pussy, moving in a tantalizing way.
âFucking spoiled bratâ.â Simon growls in your ear, his tattooed arm wrapped around you, balancing you as he fucks you from behind.
He wasn't angry with you, far from it, after all, how could he be angry when you moaned so sweetly for him? Your head buried in the pillow as you whimpered, calling his name again and again.
It was obvious that you couldn't form any coherent sentences given that he was pounding into you like crazy, but he knew you were loving it, since you were squeezing him almost painfully hard.
âYou just need a cock to start the day, don't you?â He teased as he gave you a particularly sharp thrust, eliciting a loud whimper from you.
You were already a mess, you'd cum once while he was massaging your clit, now you were approaching the second time while he was fucking you hard.
He was all honeyed with your fluids, his cock base had a ring of liquids formed on it, all your sweet juices staining it.As if that wasn't enough, you also couldn't deny that the weight of him on top of you turned you on in a frightening way, just feeling his huge, muscular body covering yours, you felt your cunt clench around his dick.
By this point Simon had stopped trying to understand whatever strange language was coming out of your mouth, because you weren't making any sense.
The only coherent thing coming out of you were moans and whimpers, nothing else.Your mind only became an even bigger mess when Simon started kissing and nibbling your neck, one arm supporting you, while his free hand went down to your breasts and held on tight, squeezing and softening the flesh.
âFucking nice tits.â He murmurs in a deep voice, making you dizzy with the sensation of his balls slapping against you.
âSi- si- I'm gonna-â you stuttered, rolling your eyes and tucking your head back into the pillow once more.
He grinned in response, knowing that you needed a little push to get there, just a little. So he did.
Simon came out of you in one swift movement, making you moan at the ache the emptiness brought you.
Which didn't last long.
The next thing you felt was his cock entering you all at once, barely giving you time to get used to his huge size and thickness. And fuck if he didn't love feeling the way your cunt stretched to accommodate him, how your walls tightened around him like a vice.
When he did it, it was over for you, you just came, just like that.
You squeezed him and gushed out your orgasm, making a mess of him once again.Simon didn't take long after that, he always waited for you to come first, and then he'd get frantic.It was no longer about getting you there, but about him reaching the peak of his pleasure.
Then he would slam into you in a sloppy, abrupt way, driving his hips into you with force.You could have sworn you were going to faint from how good it felt.
But the best feeling was yet to come.
â Stay still. You'll take it, yeah? I don't want a drop out.â He hissed in your ear, holding your hips and preventing you from moving.
With one last hard thrust, he spurts his seed into you, grunting as he does so. Something that never failed to turn you on was the noises he made in bed, especially when he came like that.
His hot cum flooded into you and filled you up, and he didn't take his cock out of you until he was sure he had cum all the way inside you.
When you'd both recovered from the high, he lay down next to you and pulled you into a hug, pulling the covers over you both.
âMood better?â He asked, running his hands through your hair.
âMhm.â You mumble, hiding your face from him.
âUse words.â He retorts, lifting your chin, just to see the satisfied expression on your face.
âYeah, a little.â You whisper.
He was satisfied, not that it bothered him, because he wouldn't have minded giving you a second round if necessary. Simon wasn't one to reject sex with you, so waking up every morning like this was nice.
And he'd be lying if he didn't say he was already daydreaming about the next morning.
He could certainly have you in a mating press the next morning.
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logan and his super strength
warnings: minors dni, 18+ only, fem!reader, a little mean logan, degradation, logan gets off on you crying, doggy style, prone bone, logan fucks ur brains out and calls you princess
a/n: gonna be so honest I am ovulating rn and I am so fucking horny for all hugh jackman characters and all i could think about today was getting ruined by Logan
Itâs not fair how strong Logan is. Super strength and adamantium bones make for one wicked combination. Itâs not fair that he can just man handle you whenever he wants to. How he can put you in any position he wants and you just have to take it. God you love to take it.
On your knees, on your stomach, on your back, against the wall, bent over anything Logan can find. Itâs ridiculous how he can just. Move you to his will. Ridiculously hot and god does he know it. That cocky fucking grin as he fucks the life out of you.
The one on his face right now as he has you pinned to the bed. Knees achy from how long heâs held you like this. One hand on your back and the other on your hips. Drilling into you over. and over. and over again. Just fucking relentless. Tears falling down your face as he fucks other orgasm out of you. The bedsheet is torn to shreds from your harsh tugging and Loganâs claws.
âAw is it too much princess?â Logan coos mockingly.
"Are your poor little knees too tired? It must be so hard for you." His patronizing voice makes you whine.
He grabs your chin and turns your head, kissing you sloppily as he slows down his thrusts. Biting at your lower lip until it's sore. He grins at the tears that stream down your face. You just look so pretty like this. He licks up your cheek and groans.
"Pussy so sweet and tears so salty."
"Logan.." Your whole body aches. Too much pleasure. Your legs are shaking wildly and you can barely stay up.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of ya." He slowly pushes you down until your flat on your stomach.
The burn in your thighs is relieved as you sink to the bed. Logan runs his hands along your naked body. His hard cock slowly sliding across your ass. His cock slides back into your pussy as he holds your legs together. The breath is pushed out of your lungs as he sinks deeper than he's ever been. He lays his body across yours as much as he can. His heavy bones pining you to the bed.
"Holy shit." Logan closes his eyes as you clench around him. You're so much tighter, so much wetter. A cry is ripped from your throat as he draws his cock back and slams into you.
"Fuck!" You wail as Logan sets a punishing pace. You try to crawl forward subconsciously, the pleasure overwhelming you.
"Where do you think you're going?" Logan laughs as he puts more weight onto you.
"You wanted this right? Just too fucked out to stay up on your knees. Gonna make me do all the work." He grins wickedly as he props himself onto his elbows and kisses your shoulder. You let Logan's weight press you to the bed. He's fucked any coherent thought out of your head except the want for more. All you can think of is needing more and more. He's ruining you and you love it.
Logan presses a kiss to the side of your head shushing your mindless babbles and placing his hands on top of yours.
"That's it princess, just be my good girl and take it like you always do."
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Thighs. Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader. *Smut*.
Summary: Eddie loves every part of her body, but her thighs are truly his weakness.
Word Count: 1k
TW: Talk about boobs, buts and those parts of the body being touched by Eddie. Eddie being a hornball, but reader being a hornball too. Smut, duh. Thigh fucking. Praising. Eddy=Daddy (again, duh).
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Of course Eddie loved her boobs. Great for resting his head on when he laid on top of her. Great to squeeze just to annoy her. Great to look at when she wrote that low cut green shirt and that dark lacy bra that pushed her mounds together to give her the most beautiful cleavage heâd ever seen.
Of course Eddie loved her ass. What an ass. Great for resting his head on when she was stomach down on the bed reading. Great to smack when she bent over to pick something up off the floor. Great to look at when she wore that little black skirt that barely fit over the curvature of her ass and just the slightest movement from her would cause the bottom of her cheeks to do a little peekaboo.
But her legs and thighs? He couldnât get enough.
Fall and winter were his enemy since her legs were always covered by pants. The only time he got a glimpse of the soft skin were the nights he begged for her to take her sweatpants off so he could feel that baby soft skin between his fingertips.
He loved when she was laying in bed, innocently enough, and he would slide his body in between her legs. His fluffy head would rest on her stomach while he let her thighs encase his head. More than half the time he never meant anything sexual by it, he loved feeling the comfort of her soft skin.
But there were some days that he couldnât help himself.
Every so often, she would only wear a big shirt and panties, really showcasing how juicy and soft her thighs were to him. Thatâs when Eddie truly lost all control of himself.
âTeddy? Can you do me a favor?â She walks out into the bedroom, fresh out of the shower.
Eddie turns to look at her standing in the doorway of the bathroom, the hem of her shirt sitting on her upper thighs. The drool was practically rolling down his mouth. âHow can I help you, Princess?â He says with a small smirk on his face.
She walks to the bed, the bottle of lotion in her hand and a sneaky smile on her face. âWill you put lotion on for me? My legs are really hurting a lot tonight.â She was almost as transparent as he was when it came to asking for sex.
He couldnât help but laugh at the small pout that was on her face. If only she knew how little she needed to beg him. âAww, your poor legs hurt huh? Come here and let me help you.â
It wasnât long before Eddie had his cock buried deep inside her, slamming into her at a brutal pace. Her legs were thrown over his shoulders so he could hit it deeper, his fingers gripping the pillowy skin of her thighs.
âThatâs it.â Eddie grunts from deep in the back of his throat. âYou take my dick like such a good girl, donât you.â
She grabs his upper arms as tight as she can, holding onto him for dear life as he rams into her. She canât even speak coherent words to him, just half broken moans.
âHold on, sweet thing. Iâm going to pull out, donât be mad at me.â He slowly withdraws himself from her, taking her thighs and putting them together. âKeep your legs up for me, okay?â
She nods her head lazily, holding the back of her thighs while she watches Eddie pump his length a few times.
Eddie slips the head of his cock in between her plush thighs, slowly fucking his cock between the limbs. âShit.â He breathes out shakily. âBeen needing this for a long time.â
She gnaws on her bottom lip as she whines, seeing his tip poking out from between her thighs. The vein on the underside of his cock rubs against her clit, at each movement.
âFuck that feels so good.â She moans out, reaching out to touch his stomach softly.
Eddie smushes her thick thighs together, creating a tighter hold around his dick. âBaby, fuck.â His almond eyes roll deep into his skull, truthfully losing his mind the faster he thrusts in between her thighs.
Her nails softly take down his lower stomach, touching the dark hair adorning the skin, a wicked smile on her face as she looks up at him. âCanât get enough of my legs, daddy? They make you that worked up you needed to fuck âem?â
âShit.â Eddie whines out, throwing his head back. âShh, baby. Those words are going to make me cum.â
She giggles, sitting up onto her elbows. âI like when you cum.â She whispers softly. âWhen you cum all over me.â An evil smile on her face, staring into Eddieâs soul practically.
âGoddamn it.â Eddie parts her thighs slightly, gripping the base of his cock and exploding on top of her pussy and up to her stomach. âF-f-fuck!â He groans from the back of his throat loudly, his groan turning into a growl.
âHoly shit.â She laughs in amazement, watching as the white ropes shoot out of him and land far up her stomach. âThatâs so hot, daddy.â She moans out.
Eddie rests his hand on her knee to keep him from collapsing on her. âDamn. I didnât last as long as I thought.â He chuckles.
âCome here.â She reaches for his arm, pulling him toward the bed to lay down next to her. âI wanna hold you.â
Eddie goes to wrap his arm around her middle, but is immediately stopped by the white globs of his cum on her stomach. âOh.â He chuckles. âLet me get something for that.â He leans over the bed and grabs his shirt off the floor, dragging the cloth through the mess he made of her.
The shirt gets launched by Eddie, trying to aim for the hamper, but missing by a long shot and landing on the floor. Eddie rests his head on her chest, touching the skin of her upper arm while he nuzzles into her supple skin.
Her fingers rake through his hair, pulling apart the knot in his hair. âYou truly know how to make a girl feel beautiful, donât you Romeo?â
âShould never feel any other way, sweetheart.â He responds, kissing the skin of her chest.
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it's just a game, my love
gamer!bf sukuna x fem!reader â§ÍâșË*àŒâŸ nsfw mdni warnings: language (duh), rough sex, mild degradation, creampie, established relationship, sukuna is his own warning summary: sukuna can't stand losing, so he takes his anger out on you in the best way possible author notes: this my first request, courtesy of @youliveincassisworld !! i hope u love it, thank u so so much for sending this in. this was so fun to write. my reqs are open! send a message hereâĄ
âNo FUCKING way!â You jump at the deep, booming voice that resonates through your apartment. You sit upright, hoping to hear more.
âYouâre trash. Scum of the earth.âÂ
You peel yourself off the sofa and walk down the hall, pausing in the doorway of your boyfriendâs office.Â
âStupid bitch.â He spews out. You see him leaned forward, headset adorning his unruly pink locks. The rapid clicking of buttons and the soft sounds of gunfire that escape the padded circumference of his headphones let you know he was playing Call of Duty. This game always gets him so worked up. You donât understand how itâs still enjoyable at this point.
You watch from the doorway, his body mimicking the movements heâs making in the game. An amused smile dances across your face. Heâs so cute when heâs focused.Â
âFuck!â He shouts, throwing his controller down and sitting back abruptly in his chair. Heâs enraged. You walk up behind him, placing your hand on his shoulder.Â
Placed 5th displays across his screen.Â
âSukuna, baby, you alright?,â you ask, rubbing your fingers into his shoulder blade.
âDoes it sound like Iâm fuckinâ alright?â he bites back at you, rubbing his fingers between his eyebrows. You donât take his anger personally.
âItâs just a game, my love. Why not take a break and try again later,â you suggest, attempting to calm him down.Â
âItâs just so fucking stupid,â he seethes, his eyes covered by his large hand.Â
He finally meets your gaze. You expect to see anger plastered across his face. Your heart drops when youâre met with a different, unexpected look; arousal.Â
A coy smile spreads across his face.
âBedroom. Now.â
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Laid on your back, Sukuna smirks down at you. Positioned in the center of the mattress, knees pressed against your chest, ankles on either side of Sukunaâs neck; the mating press. Deep, powerful strokes cause your head to bounce around. The pressure of your legs against your ribcage makes it hard to breathe.Â
Sukunaâs lustful red eyes gaze deeply into yours. âCâmon, brat. Give me your cum.â His large, firm hands dig into the backs of your thighs, pushing you deeper into the bed, his cock reaching unimaginable depths. You canât help but cry out for him.Â
âI-I donât think-ahhh-I can c-cum again, Kuna,â you stutter out, overstimulation raking through your body, hands pushing against his stomach.Â
âDo you think I care? Move your fucking hands.â
Frustration is still painted across Sukunaâs face as he plows into your pretty pussy. Heâs taking all his rage toward the game out on you, and you couldnât be happier. His strokes are mean and demanding, eliciting such crude noises to fall from your lips.Â
âYou better take that shitâŠlet me fuckinâ break you.â His thrusts are unrelenting, the head of his cock bullying your g-spot.Â
You can barely keep your eyes open, undeniably falling apart on his cock. He feels you tightening around him, and he grins back at you.
âLet it go. Câmon.â he rasps, his hand grabbing your throat tightly.Â
âMmmph, Su-SukunaâŠI-IâŠâ you gasp out. You canât form a coherent sentence, his rough hand constricting your windpipe. Your wide eyes stared into his as if you were pleading with him to give you a break.
âShut the fuck up. You better cum for me. Now. Make a fuckinâ mess on my cock.â His coarse, demanding voice was all you needed to lose it. Your eyes roll back, body shaking violently. Sukuna growls at how tight youâre gripping him, the warm squirt of your release painting his abdomen.Â
âThatâs itâŠI knew you had another one in you. Such a good girl for meâ he groaned out, hand still tight around your throat. He shifts his position, sitting back on his knees, one arm straightened out and pressing your folded leg against your chest, the other holding your extended leg flush to his chest, your ankle resting against his neck.
âTakinâ me so fucking goodâŠwant me to fill âya up?â he cocks an eyebrow at you, seemingly amused at your fucked out expression.Â
âMhmm,â you hum out, eyes low and head foggy.
âThatâs not how you ask. Beg for it, brat.â he bites back at you, still stroking deeply.Â
âP-pleaseâŠSukuna. Please fill me with your c-cum.â You gasp out. He fucks into you, his strokes never losing momentum. He repositions again, leaning back over you, pushing both your legs back into your chest with his hands. He bottoms out inside of you, thick ropes of his cum painting your walls. He stills, his cock twitching as he empties himself completely. He remains deep within you, his pelvis pressed firmly against your aching core, ensuring you take every drop of him as you both struggle to regain your breath.Â
âSucha good fucking girl for me, baby,â he says, voice softer now, his hand cupping the side of your face, the rough pads of his fingers dragging down your cheek. He pulls out and lays beside you, his hands rubbing your stomach, as if he was massaging his cum deeper into you.Â
"You feelin' better, my love?" you ask lazily, eyes low and breath labored, shifting your body toward him and propping yourself up on your elbow.
"No," he replies simply, "I think I need another round." His eyes follow the curves of your body hungrily.
As much as he hates losing, you can't help but love it.
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daydream- p.js
paring: jay x f! reader genre: smut words: 1.8k (short i just NEEDED to get my jay thots out...) fandom: enhypen contains: smut, somnophilia (prior consent), oral (f! & m! rec), unprotected smut (donât be silly wrap ur willy), creampie (yum), jay should be a warning himself⊠taglist: @hmusunoo @st1llm0nster @lonelybutterflytae @pshbites A/N: blame the daydream track video for this fic... jay is SO HOT
Synopsis: jay comes back from a long day at work and all he wants to do is fuck his wifeâŠjust because youâre sleeping doesnât mean you canât have fun right?
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It was around 11:30 pm when Jay got home, and he hoped that you would still be up. Heâs been hard ever since this morning when he woke up to you mouthing at his clothed cock. He can still remember the feeling of your hot breath ghosting over his throbbing cock. As soon as he was coherent enough and realized what was going on, he pushed your head down further on his clothed hard-on and let out a deep groan. Just as you were about to pull his erection from his briefs, his phone rang and Jay let out another groan this time in annoyance. Of course, heâd get a call at this time⊠Jay reached his hand out to the phone that was ringing annoyingly in his hand and sighed when he realized it was his assistant Jake calling. Leave it to Jake Sim to cockblock him once again.
âWhat is it, Jake?â Jay answered the phone his tone gruff and annoyed. As soon as Jay uttered those words, Jake started ranting about how things got messed up at the office and Jay was barely paying attention because as Jake was panicking on the phone you had pulled Jayâs cock from his briefs and were now placing wet, open-mouthed kissed all around the shaft. Jay sighed blissfully as you placed his bright red tip in your mouth and began to suck gently.
âJay! You need to come in like as soon as possible! I donât know how to fix this!â Jake rushed out. Jay rolled his eyes at Jakeâs panicked tone before letting out a gruff âokâ and hanging up the phone. Jay groaned a third time, from both the feeling of your mouth on him and from the fact that he knew he wasnât going to get to cum because he had to go to the office. He placed a gentle hand on your cheek causing you to look up at him prettily, your mouth full of his throbbing cock and he moaned at the sight of you looking so beautiful with your mouth filled with him. Oh, how he wished he could finish this with you right now.
âY/N, darlingâŠIâm sorry but I have to go to work.â Jay let out regretfully. You took him out of your mouth with a pop sound then pouted up at him. He sighed at your pout, knowing you were not happy about this. âBut Jayââ You started but stopped as you saw Jayâs stern glare.
âDarling, you know I donât want to but I have to, Jungwon messed up some of the paperwork and I have to go fix it.â Jay said to you, watching as your face fell. He felt bad that he had to leave, but at the same time, he was the CEO and had to go and fix things at his company. You nodded solemnly at his words before tucking him back in his briefs. He smiled thankfully at you and then got up out of bed before opening the door to the ensuite bathroom to take a shower.
After Jay was done with his shower, he walked back into your shared bedroom with just a towel wrapped lowly around his waist. You could feel your mouth water at the sight of Jayâs bare chest, watching as a lone water droplet rolled down his chest and abs down to the plush of the towel. You needed him so badly⊠Jay turned away from you to rummage through the walk-in closet and dropped the towel and your eyes roamed over his muscular back and down to his toned ass. âGod he was so hotâ you thought to yourself, you could feel yourself becoming even more wet at the sight of his naked body on display for you.
âI can feel your eyes on me, DarlingâŠâ Jay said and you could just hear the smirk in his voice. You nearly moaned at the sound of his cocky voice. âJayâŠI need youâŠIâm so wet for youâŠâ You let out in a sultry tone, hoping to convince him to stay. Jay groaned at your tone and you watched as his hands clenched tightly at his sides. Just as he was about to come over and give you what you both wanted his phone rang again. It was Jake again.
âJake. Iâm on my way relax.â Jay said annoyed then hung up the phone. Jay turned to you and sighed at your disappointed expression, he too was also disappointed at the fact that he has to go to work with a fucking hard-on and that he has to leave you so needy. âY/NâŠI promise when I get home, Iâll give you the most mind-blowing head⊠Iâm so sorry I have to leave right now.â Jay said to you. You nodded in agreement at his words.
âWhat if Iâm asleep by the time you get back?â You asked playfully. Jay thought about it for a second before saying, âWell then I guess youâll wake up with mind-blowing headâŠif youâre okay with that.â Your eyes widened and you nodded your head enthusiastically. Jay chuckled at your words, telling you that he needs you to use your words, to which you let out a whiney âYes please Jayâ Jay smiled in contentment before kissing you goodbye and leaving.
Now that Jay was home, there was only one thing on his mind, and that was giving you that mind-blowing head he mentioned hours before in the morning. He walked through the dark house noting that the lights were all off, assuming you were in the bedroom reading your book. As he made his way to your shared bedroom, he opened the door and saw you lying on the bed with nothing but his large t-shirt on. He smiled at how peaceful and adorable you looked. He walked to the closet and took his clothes off and then proceeded to go wash up in the bathroom before returning to to the bedroom and smiled when he saw you had turned on your back, making it easier for him to do what he was about to do.
Jay walked over to where you were sleeping on the bed and leaned down to place a soft kiss on your lips before trailing the kisses down your neck and collarbone to the bottom of the shirt you were wearing. He pulled the shirt up and noticed you didnât have panties on under the shirt and groaned at the information. He spread your thighs and began to leave kisses on the inner parts of them. The whole time he placed kisses on your inner thighs he watched your face to make sure he didnât wake you up too soon, before the fun could begin. Jay got impatient just wanting to taste you so he placed his mouth on your folds and stuck his tongue bringing it to glide between your folds, moaning at the taste of you. Jay licked from your clit to your entrance which began to quickly become wet at his ministrations. Jay took your clit between his lips and then proceeded to suck harshly on it, watching as you let out a moan in your sleep. He brought two of his fingers to your soaked entrance and teased your hole, before slowly inserting them inside you. He began a steady pace as he sucked on your clit. You began to stir in your sleep finally beginning to wake up, as you woke up your hands immediately fell to Jayâs soft hair and pulled roughly at the feeling of his mouth on you.
âJ-JayâŠIâm gonna cumâŠâ You let out your voice raspy with sleep. Jayâs eyes shot up to your own, pulling away to murmur, âGo ahead, cum for me darling.â Before placing his lips back on your clit and sucking it into his mouth roughly, moving his fingers at a faster pace. You could feel your high fastly approaching and you let out Jayâs name in a chant before you fell over the edge and cumming hard in his mouth, Jay moaning as your juiced soaked his face. Jay rode you through your high by thrusting his fingers slowly before he stopped as you pushed his head away in overstimulation. Jay crawled up to you hovering above you and kissed you passionately, sliding his tongue into your mouth tangling with your own, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.
âCan you do one more? Can you be good and take me?â Jay asked his voice breathless as he spoke against your lips. You whined out a âYes Jay please I need youâŠâ Jay smiled at you and pulled away to remove his briefs and crawled back on the bed on top of you. He teased his hard leaking cock against your clit before placing himself at your entrance. He looked up at you for permission one last time to which you nodded and he took that as a sign to enter you. He slowly pushed his thick tip into your entrance, you gasping at the feeling of being stretched so much from just his tip alone. You always struggled to take your husbandâs big cock even if you have done this a thousand times with him. Jay moved his hips slowly until he was halfway inside you and groaned at how tight you were around him. He stopped to let you adjust knowing it was a lot for you to take. You whined moving your hips to let him know you needed more and Jay thrusted the last bit of himself into you.
âF-fuck JayâŠYouâre so big!â You whined out clawing down his back with your manicured nails. Jay cursed at the feeling of you clenching down on him so tightly. âAh shit Y/N youâre squeezing me so tightly darlingâŠI need you to relax so I can move.â Jay let out gruffly. You sighed and tried to relax at the feeling of Jayâs thickness. Jay began to slowly build up a fast speed and was thrusting into you at a rough pace. You were a whining, moaning mess as Jay pounded into you roughly. You could feel yourself getting higher and higher, almost going over the edge of the cliff, just needing that one push. Jay could tell you were close so he brought his hand down to your clit and began to rub it intensely. That was the push you needed because you quickly felt your release wash over you, clenching down tightly on Jay causing his hips to stutter as he also came, spilling his thick, hot release into you, groaning out your name as he did so. He pushed his hips weakly into you to ride out both of your highs before he stopped. You could tell he was still hard inside you, so you looked up into his eyes in confusion.
âYou donât think weâre done do you?â Jay said smugly, a smirk on his face. You were in for a long nightâŠ.
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hi! what about this: some time after spencer comes home from prison, he finds some toys reader had bought for herself since he'd been in prison for so long. he tells reader that if she was needy enough to do anything without him, she can do it again, without him. he orders her to show him what she was doing when he was gone. you can definitely include edging and/or overstimulation as well as degradation, of course if you're comfortable with that <3 also, if it's not a problem, since it would be a sub/dom dynamic there could be aftercare included, but it depends on what you feel like writing.
anyway, thank you and i hope you're having a great day đș
(18+) Dom Spence x fem reader. 1.3k. Sex toy. Squirting.
Spencer forces you to give him a show when he discovers your secret.
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Spencer wasn't trying to be evil, he really wasn't, but there was a twisted satisfaction witnessing your vulnerability. Maybe it was the sense of power over you, or perhaps you were simply captivating, but whatever the reason, he found himself drawn to the sight of you lying in bed, legs spread apart.
He watched intently as the toy disappeared into your cunt, moving in and out, each thrust met with the tight clenching of your walls. He never imagined he'd witness you finding satisfaction with anything other than him, yet, if he were honest with himself, the sight aroused him more than it angered him.
You had been going at it for a while nowâno, he forced you to do it. Though "force" might not be the right choice of word, because as embarrassed as you were by his discovery of the toy you forgot even existed, the pleasure clouded your mind, and you found yourself enjoying giving him a show far too much to stop.
âIs this what youâve been up to while Iâve been gone?â Spencer taunted, leaning back in the chair positioned at the foot of the bed.
Your response caught in your throat as your climax edged closer. With a sense of urgency, you increased the speed of your hand, plunging the toy in and out of your dripping cunt with increasing desperation, the echoes of your arousal filling the room.
âAnswer me,â he urged. âKeep your eyes on me and answer the question.â
With a shiver running down your spine, you forced yourself to meet his intense gaze, feeling exposed and vulnerable under his scrutiny.
âI⊠I neededâŠâ you stammered, struggling to form coherent words amidst the rising tide of sensation.
âNeeded what?â he pressed.
You swallowed hard. âI needed⊠to feel something,â you admitted. âI needed⊠release.â
âAnd you couldnât wait for me?â
âI⊠Iâm⊠sorry,â you confessed, each word punctuated by a gasp as the toy drove you closer to the edge. âI couldnât⊠without⊠youâŠâ
The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the sound of your ragged breaths and the faint hum of the toy. Then, his voice cut through the air. âDo you need me now?â
You nodded, unable to tear your gaze away from his piercing eyes. âYes,â you whispered, your voice raw with longing. âI-I need you.â
His lips curved into a knowing smile, the hint of a smirk playing at the corners. âHmm,â he hummed, his voice low and teasing. âThatâs too bad because Iâm quite enjoying the view.â
You squirmed under his gaze, feeling exposed and vulnerable yet undeniably aroused by his control.
âPlease,â you pleaded, your voice trembling with need. âI canât⊠I canât take it anymore. I-I need you.â
A flicker of something akin to sympathy crossed his features, but it was quickly replaced by a mischievous glint in his eyes. âOh, I know you do,â he replied. âBut whereâs the fun in giving you what you want so easily?â
You bit your lip, torn between frustration and arousal. âPlease,â you pleaded again, your voice barely a whisper, âDonât tease me like this.â
His smirk widened, clearly enjoying the power he held over you. âYouâll have to beg a little harder than that,â he whispered. âShow me how much you need me.â
Your heart raced at his words, the intensity of his gaze igniting a fiery need within you. Without hesitation, you spread your legs further apart, the movement allowing him an unobstructed view of the way your cunt clenched around the toy, your arousal evident in the slickness coating it.
A satisfied groan escaped his lips at the sight, his hand instinctively finding its way to his strained arousal beneath his pants. âIâll tell you what,â he muttered, gripping himself. âMake yourself come and Iâll give you what you want.â
A whine broke put of you. âIâŠâ
âIf you were needy enough to satisfy yourself without me, you can do it again now.â
Your heart was beating fast against your chest, yet you found yourself nodding.
âThree times,â he continued. âGive me three orgasms.â
Your breath hitched at his words. âThree?â You squeaked.
âThree,â he affirmed, his voice low and commanding.
You swallowed hard, feeling a surge of anticipation mingled with apprehension. The thought of achieving such intense pleasure under his watchful gaze both thrilled and intimidated you. But the promise of his reward spurred you on, driving you to arch your back and chase after your first orgasm.
It came fast and fierce, crashing over you with an intensity that left you breathless. Your toes curled in ecstasy, and a blush spread across your cheeks as you surrendered to the waves of pleasure, knowing that he was watching your every move.
âYouâre doing so well,â he praised, his voice thick with desire. âGive me another.â
Your eyes fluttered open again, and you whimpered, determined not to give yourself a break. The faster you obliged, the quicker he would fuck you. So you pushed yourself even further, ignoring the burning sensation as the toy thrusts in and out of you relentlessly.
And then, as it hit that very deep spot inside you, your legs began to shake, spreading even wider in response to the overwhelming sensation. The pleasure surged through you like a tidal wave, from your head down to your toes, and his name escaped your lips in a breathless whisper.
He grunted as he rubbed himself through his pants. âOne more, sweetheart, you can take it, just one more.â
You gasped, still reeling from the intensity of the previous climax. âI⊠I canât.â
âYes, you can,â he insisted. âI know you can.â
Despite the lingering waves of pleasure still washing over you, you steeled yourself for one final effort. Gritting your teeth, you resumed the frantic pace, driving the toy deep inside you.
The sensations intensified, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Your breath grew ragged, your heart pounding in your chest as you neared the edge once again.
As the pleasure built within you, there was a sudden, unfamiliar intensity to the sensation. It coiled in your stomach, sending a surge of urgency coursing through your veins. You whimpered softly, a mix of desire and apprehension knotting in your stomach.
You knew what was coming, and so did he, because his grip on his cock tightened, a hunger burning in his eyes. âThatâs it,â he murmured. âGive it to me, baby. Just let it out.â
Despite your embarrassment, you couldnât hold back any longer. With a gasp, you finally surrendered, feeling a rush of fluid escaping your body as you reached your high. The force of the liquid pushed the toy out of you, and you gasped, your body arching involuntarily in response to the overwhelming sensation. Your back arched, your head thrown back, and your eyes closed, letting the intense pleasure consume you entirely.
Every nerve ending seemed to tingle with ecstasy as the wave of release washed over you, leaving you trembling and breathless. With a shuddering breath, you collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied, your body buzzing with the aftershocks of your climax.
In the haze of post-orgasmic bliss, you felt his presence beside you, his arms wrapping around you in a comforting embrace. You steadied your breathing as he pulled you closer, his lips pressing gentle kisses against your sweaty face.
âSee?â he murmured, his voice filled with pride. âI knew you could do it.â
With a contented sigh, you nuzzled closer to him, reveling in his warmth. âWill you fuck me now?â
He laughed, the sound rich and full of affection. âMaybe we should wait for a while, let you calm down.â
You pulled back and gave him a look. âSpencer.â
With a playful smirk, he leaned in to pepper soft kisses along your jawline, trailing down to your neck. The warmth of his lips against your skin sent shivers of anticipation through your body.
And then he slipped off his clothes, and when he finally settled between your legs, pushing his throbbing cock into your dripping walls, you cling onto him desperately. Because nothing could compare to the pleasure he brought you, leaving you feeling whole and complete in a way that no toy ever could.
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riding the shit out of matt after his stressful day until he's js babbling app
ââ àšà§ !ăa small blurb where you ride sub!Matt until he's a babbling mess
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Matt lay sprawled on the bed, a sheen of sweat glistening on his skin. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his eyes were glazed over with a mix of exhaustion and bliss. Y/N was straddling him, her movements slow and deliberate as she continued to ride him, her body moving in a rhythm that kept him teetering on the edge of sanity.
He had already cum twice, each time leaving him more spent, more pliant beneath her. Now, as she moved atop him, he was a babbling mess, incoherent words spilling from his lips as he begged for mercy and more in equal measure.
"Please⊠baby⊠I canât⊠itâs⊠too much⊠canâtâŠ" He whimpered, his hands clutching at the sheets, knuckles white with the effort to hold on. His body trembled uncontrollably, the overstimulation sending waves of intense sensation through him. His cock, still hard and sensitive, throbbed inside her, a mix of pleasure and pain that left him dizzy and disoriented.
Y/N leaned down, her nipples brushing against his chest, her breath hot against his ear.
"Oh no, but you can take it, Matty. Youâre doing so well for me." She whispered in a pathetic mimic of him, her voice soothing yet commanding. She bit lightly on his earlobe, eliciting a shudder from him that made her smirk.
She straightened up, picking up the pace just enough to send sparks of pleasure shooting through him. His hips bucked weakly beneath her, his body instinctively seeking more even as his mind struggled to keep up. She could see the strain in his face, the way his eyes fluttered shut with every wave of pleasure that crashed over him.
"Y/N⊠IâŠ" He gasped, unable to form a coherent sentence. His hands moved to her hips, trying to steady himself, but he was too far gone, his touch weak and trembling against her skin. His mind was almost blank, the only coherent thoughts being the overwhelming sensations and his need to please her.
She placed her hands over his, guiding him to grip her thighs instead.
"Hold on to me, Matt. I want you to feel how good youâre making me feel." She said, her voice a mix of affection and authority.
He complied, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as she rode him harder, her movements precise and unrelenting, his short and tinted nails hurting her skin in the right amount.
Each thrust drew a whimper from his lips, his body quivering with the intensity of it all. He was completely at her mercy, and she reveled in the power she had over him, the way she could reduce him to this state of pure, submissive pleasure.
"Youâre so good for me, Matt." She praised, her voice dripping with honey. "Look at you, taking everything I give you. Such a good boy."
Her words sent a jolt through him, his cock twitching inside her. He was close again, teetering on the brink of another release, but she wasnât ready to let him go just yet. She slowed her pace, grinding her hips against him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a trembling, desperate mess beneath her.
"Ba-aby⊠please⊠I need⊠I need to cum⊠I need t-to cum so bad." He begged, his voice cracking with need, his words barely understandable. His eyes rolled back in his head, his body shaking uncontrollably. "Please⊠so good⊠Ugh-Fuck... thank you⊠canât⊠moreâŠ"
She smiled down at him, her eyes dark with satisfaction.
"Not yet, Matt. I want to see you fall apart for me." She murmured, her hands moving to his chest, her nails raking lightly across the skin of his own nipples, knowing how sensitive he was in that area. "I want to hear you beg."
He moaned, his body arching into her touch, every nerve ending on fire.
"Please⊠Iâm begging⊠please⊠pleaseâŠ" His words were slurred, barely understandable, his mind too overwhelmed to form coherent thoughts. His cock ached with the overstimulation, each movement sending a mix of pleasure and pain through him that left him on the brink of tears.
She picked up the pace again, riding him harder, her own pleasure building with each thrust. She could feel herself nearing the edge, and she wanted him to fall with her, to be completely consumed by the moment.
"Cum for me, honey." She commanded, her voice firm and unwavering. "I want you to cum with me."
That was all it took. With a strangled cry, he came, his body convulsing beneath her, his release spilling into her with such force that it triggered her own orgasm. She cried out, her body trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over her, mingling with his in a symphony of pleasure.
His entire body shook, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as he lost himself in the sensation, his mind blank except for the overwhelming feeling of release.
She collapsed onto his chest, both of them breathing heavily, their bodies slick with sweat. He wrapped his tired and trembling arms around her, holding her close as they came down from their high. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her cheek, a steady rhythm that matched her own.
"Thank⊠youâŠ" He whispered, his voice barely audible, his body still trembling slightly from the intensity of their shared pleasure.
She smiled, pressing a kiss to his chest. She loved how he was so polite for her.
"Always, pretty boy."
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Take It Right.
Alastor x fem!reader
áŻáŠ Warm-up snip â gift idea for my wife @denki-69
áŻáŠ a/n: you got me; i love writing for Denki. at this point this is my entire lifeâs purpose. itâs to write filth with or for Denki.
SUMMARY: Alastor helps you take his knot when itâs still too big for you to take.
áŻáŠ cw: knotting, womb fucking, cervix stretching, slight cumflation, slight mention of blood.
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED ON SIGHT. Thank you~âĄ
âYou can take it sweetheart, I know you can,â he laughed lowly, radio filter tickling in your ear. Your eyes roll back feeling him put more pressure on your hips and feeling his fat cock sink in deeper. The knot at the base of his length had swollen impossibly large and itâs teasing at your entrance the further down he forces you. Admittedly, youâre a bit terrified at the sheer size of the stretch his cock already spread you, but the added circumference of the knot had you trembling from more than just pleasure.
âA-Al please⊠I canâtââ you know begging and pleading for mercy is useless. Heâs made up his mind, and deep down you wanted it. It was the surface fear that currently wouldnât let you simply let go. Even as you tried to relax feeling every inch go into your soaked pussy made you clench.
âHere,â he purred, guiding your hand between your legs, âFollow my rhythm, let go, focus on my voice,â his voice sent a delicious shiver down your spine. He pressed your fingers against your throbbing clit, rubbing in tight circles to help ease the aching pain thatâs his knot pressing against your hole.
Heâs so close to having his entire length inside you and itâs taking him all of his composure to not shove you down; you know, make you bleed now and apologize for it later. But he didnât want to do that to you. Instead heâs taking his time; the amount of foreplay and eating out had you wet enough to make a stain on the bed and he had stretched you out a decent amount. And as much as he loved your snug cunt, the only draw back would have to be this.
Even still, itâs maddening how good and warm you feel sucking his cock in, the way you cried and moaned his name. He reveled in your trembling figure sitting on his lap basically fucked dumb when all heâs done is ease you down half his dick. And even with the attention to your puffy bud itâs already making you clench, youâre going to cum again. With your body tensing and back arching he feels your orgasm and juices dripping down him. You nearly right down scream already feeling overstimulated and overwhelmed.
He took the opportunity to thrust up into your waiting heat, the tip of his cock pressing and pushing a past your cervix made your entire body spasm. His tendrils shot out to grab you, pressing you harder against Alastorâs chest, keeping your legs spread open over his lap and a gag to keep in your high-pitch cries.
The searing warmth and tightness of your sex made him moan out your name. Truly the prettiest sounds you have ever heard now that heâs successfully nuzzled his knot inside you and is spilling deep into your waiting womb.
You feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim but the knot stopped it from spilling out. Youâre fighting hard against your restrains; itâs painful as much as itâs arousing and pleasurable that the radio demon has forced his way inside you. Big, warm tears begin to fall even wetting his cheek as you seek to hide your face into the side of his neck for comfort.
Being a little dazed himself heâs barely babbling praises and coos, âThatâs a good girl, thatâs my girl. See? You fit perfectly. Made just for me.â They arenât even coherent full thoughts but you sob and keen at his words.
When you feel a pressure in your belly the hand that had been rubbing at your clit goes to press on your belly. Swollen, full of cum. Full of his fawn. Youâre clenching and cumming again. Alastor sucks in a breath, he needs to also take a minute from the overwhelming ecstasy, the hold on your hips only gets tighter, his claws begin to break skin and warm red liquid slowly drips down your thigh.
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