#THIS LOOKS SO GOOD AGAIN AAAAAH

[somerandomcockroach]

@keferon OKAY BUT LISTEN YEAH I would loved if it was just fun ehehehe and sassy flirting with the demon no one sees pfffht, literally summoned a demon just to flirt with, and I guess it could have been going for a long time, just little strips with their funny adventures and then plot can go to the fact that he wants to give him a body and Shockwave would agree or that they just stay the way they are and just hang out like this together (Alo I remember that you wanted to put Ratchet (I keep writing Ratched instead of Ratchet buuuh) and Drift in it as another demon and their summoner thing whghweghgwe but I like how you made two separate stories for them that happen at the same time, okay I am actually PRETTY MUCH invested in this story, I like a lot how it goes and gets tangled and how mixes up with idw ideas and other stuff a lot)

BUT NOW that you changed it that way, you made a few more things that reader might be interested a lot in, like that promise he made and you mentioning that he will regret it, how their relationship progressively develops, plus the fact that Blurr was a frivolous slob gifted with dark magic AND how the tables turn upside dow and he get consequences for what he did in the most unpredictable way for him and how he surely changes in his behaviour, getting more and more concerned about his promise and maybe truly loving someone for the first time in his life and wanting to change something. And then figuring out that that same demon actually was a person before, someone he knew, someone respectable, kind, shiny, absolut sun of a person, who died (I am still on my knees waiting to know how exactly he died...) miserably to the point that he absolutely can't stand his life as a demon and NOT EVEN being able to kill himself!!! And Blurr was a pupil in his school, he saw him, he gifted him an ability to make his magic work for him, gave the freedom to live among everyone to all who was poisoned with this dark magic. OH WAITA HGSDHAG the thing that beastformers can't walk among transformers and the fact that dark spellers also could not, and how these events happen at a close times, OKAY so dark spellers got their kind of freedom thanks to Senator Shockwave (OH MY GOD what if Orion can see Shockwave and will recognise him right away COUGH) BUT I am wondering if beastformers will get some kind of an official declaration or some kind of school to be educated in and I wonder if Deadlock/Drift (I think after leaving he will change his name from the last episode...) will volunteer to be a teacher t be something more, or he will just end up with Ratchet wandering around the world, or maybe there will be a whole damn revolution where all monoformers and beastformers leaded by Drift go against the system, and maybe these events happen at the same time as a Senator Shockwave fighting for the rights of gifted... Okay I'm getting carried a little bit ahsghag excuse me... OH I GOT carried away A LOT I wanted to get back to the point that Blurr, now figuring out the past of Shocwave, dealing with all the events, dealing with what he has done and find a way to free them, at the same time STILL having adventures and fun since I'm sure he can be a good mood lifter to moody Shockwave and even see him in a really good mood since he is... well, not just a demon made of hatred but the wonderful kind of person in his previous life... (okay being carried away but what if Orion might declare the freedom to beastformers (AJHGAJHSDJAH OH MY GOD I IMAGINED JAZZ AS A PANDA HAVING A ROMAN WITH PROWL AND PROWL NOT KNOWING ABOUT IT OKAY SORRY) after seeing what it lead to after Senator Shockwave. And maybe Ratchet will be able to get his sign back freely after revolution will be successful or he will be forever blind just to be free and safe with his husband OKAY LISTEN I think it is obvious that I really like the thing you do....

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[maddy-ferguson]

is having a friend crush more embarrassing than having a real crush. maybe

[lia-linny]

summary: yn is insecured about talking to much but her boyfriend hyunjin is there to comfort her

genre: hurt, comfort, fluff

words: 1k

note: i lost the request but who ever asked for this i hope you enjoy. ♡

It was a typical Friday evening. As always, Yn stumbled through the door of the small apartment she shared with her boyfriend Hyunjin just as he sat down in front of his canvas. Loaded down with bags, she tried to get rid of her shoes with moderate success.

"Yn-aaaaah how was work, love?"

"Good," she replied curtly, putting down one of her numerous shopping bags, which were filled to the brim. Hyunjin was taken aback. When yn came home on Fridays, she usually never stopped talking to him about her work. About how much fun she had with her new project at work, what she had for lunch or what her annoying colleague had done again. It wasn't like her to be that curt and dismissive, hyunjin realized with a frown. shrugging his shoulders, he began to draw. maybe she was just tired.

yn was completely caught up in her usual routine. everything was the same as always. But instead of looking forward to the weekend with her boyfriend and finding comfort in her upcoming weekly "painting-tea-talking ritual", she was plagued by countless self-doubts today. Was she not pretty enough? Was she really annoying hyunjin? Was she too loud?

Sighing, she walked through the kitchen and put the freshly bought groceries away in their designated places. When she had put the last can in one of the cupboards, she put on some tea water and opened the shelf with her thousands of cups. without thinking about it, she pulled out her comfort cup and filled it to the brim with hot water. looking at it, the cup wasn't particularly pretty. the design was peeling off nicely because of the frequent washing, and yet it was perfect in yn's eyes. it had been the first gift hyunjin had ever given her. when she met him, she was stuck in one of the darkest periods of her life. plagued by insecurities, stress and unhealthy relationships, hyunjin had smuggled himself into her life as a small glimmer of hope and when he wasn't there or she couldn't express her worries, she clung to the cup.

Ironically, the reason she needed to hold her cup today was her fear of losing hyunjin. Was she too exhausting? lost in thought, she picked out a tea bag and carefully let it disappear into the water in the cup. then, as usual, she sat down next to hyunjin, who by now had a rough sketch on his canvas and greeted her with a beaming smile.

the artist had been looking forward to her usual ritual all day. yn could only muster a half-hearted grin. as she slumped into her usual chair, hyunjin waited patiently to finally hear all about her day. he was dying to find out whether her colleague ayumi had so obviously made a move at her much too old and happily married boss again, or whether linh from the marketing department had spilled her coffee on her colleagues again and had brought these heavenly muffins as an apology for the chaos, which yn would quote "kill for". in both cases, this would be the third time in a month. but instead of the usual gossip, a depressed silence followed. hyunjin tried to ignore the silence by turning his attention back to the painting in front of him.

he began to paint a dark blue. he carefully let the brush glide over the canvas. as he always did. as he had done hundreds of times before and yet it was wrong. the line was wrong. it didn't show what his heart wanted to express. it was too big and too small, too wide and too thin. it lacked any warmth, just like hyunjin. the room was warmed by the rays of the setting sun and his sweater gave his body a pleasant temperature but it didn't reach his heart.

"yn-ah what's wrong? why don't you talk to me? you can't make me beg so brutally. give me all the tea!" hyunjin's mouth twisted into a pout and made yn smile slightly.

"I don't know, Jini... I talk too much anyway... I don't want to distract you from painting." to say hyunjin was confused would be an understatement. he furrowed his brow worriedly.

"jagia where did you get the idea that you talk too much? i love to hear you talk. especially when i'm painting! i want to know how your day was. every day! i want to hear everything you have to tell me my muse. i can't paint without you. the lines don't get right the painting can't really convey what i feel but when you're with me, when i hear your honey sweet voice it just becomes real love. i never want you to shut up understand?" hyunjin curled his shapely lips into a pout as if his girlfriend had personally attacked him with her previous statement.

"okay, okay jini!" yn laughed, but hyunjin didn't want to let the whole thing go so easily.

"jagi, what makes you think you talk too much?" hyunjin shifted so that his full attention was on his beloved. he looked at her anxiously as she nervously kneaded her hands and clutched her cup for support.

"well... i just thought... you know, hana, you know the one who regularly sleeps with the ceo... i was talking about our date where we went to see this beautiful van gogh exhibition and well... she said i always talk way too much and that i never let anyone get a word in edgewise. and... maybe she also said that... she's surprised that someone like you is still with me at all... and i mean she's not entirely wrong, is she? i always talk so much. when you paint i ramble non-stop. you don't get a word in edgewise and i'd understand if you were annoyed with me for that... or something"

"ohh love..." hyunjin sighed and wrapped his girlfriend in a warm hug, pulling her onto his lap, which she only commented on with a sad smile.

"have you forgotten that I always ramble the same way?" He lovingly nudged her nose, which made her giggle.

"i sometimes ramble on for hours about how great our new choreography is or how annoyed i am with one of the boys and as far as i can remember you always love to listen to me. so please don't stop. you shouldn't listen to hana this little..."

yn stopped her boyfriend from uttering a sinful insult to hana by placing her soft and tea-warmed lips on his. hyunjin sighed into the kiss and pulled her closer to him. Their lips moved as if they had never done anything else before. They danced a dance whose choreography only they knew. Hyunjin's hands were soon in her hair as he tried to take away her insecurities with his kiss alone.

panting, they broke away from each other but hyunjin didn't let her escape from his strong arms. slowly, he covered her now laughing face with kisses. smiling, hyunjin buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent. "soo... are you going to tell me how your day was, my muse?" he asked, pressing a tender kiss to her sensitive neck, which made her giggle.

"okay... do you know how annoying hikaru was today? he's been running around all day and..." hyunjin returned to his canvas even though one of his hands was now occupied holding yn's, who by now was sitting in her own chair again, sipping her tea as she talked.

by now, the sun had disappeared and was replaced by the soft shimmer of the moon. the cool evening air wafted through the open windows of their shared apartment and yet hyunjin was much warmer than he had been just a few minutes before. her voice dripped like liquid honey straight to his heart and the soft giggle that had just left her lips made hyunjin beam. he carefully applied the brush and... the line was perfect.

[sweetcherrybmb]

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[royalsweetteaa]

Hi can you do a Steve Rogers x shy reader smut

Where she’s shy to make moans while Steve paces harder to make a moan🥰

Title: Music to my ears

Pairing: dom!Steve Rogers x shy!reader

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - The following fic contains: explicit smut, smut with no plot, fluff, rough sex, dom!Steve Rogers, sub!reader, dom/sub dynamic, p in v sex, cumshot, praise kink, pet names.

It’s quiet as the only noise echoing in the bedroom is the queen sized bed squeaking.

Steve is on top of you, entering the stage of home base as he pushes the tip of his cock past your pussy lips and into your pulsing core. He already goes into a steady pace with your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer.

Your breathing becomes heavier, but that’s about the only sound he gets to enjoy from you while he in contrast audibly grunts. Light squeaks leave your lips at best, and while he absolutely adores those short little noises, he knows there’s more in you.

He knows you’re ashamed and you keep feeling the need to suppress those moans and cries as he makes you feel good with the way his cock hits your cervix with each thrust.

He has heard you scream from horror before as you have watched scary movies together, so he knows the high level of sound your lungs can create.

And oh, how he wishes to hear you scream from pleasure.

Steve doesn’t stop praising you as he continues to roll his hips against yours, his huge cock thrusting in and out of your tight hole, making you see stars by how much he fills you.

“Feels so good being inside of you, baby…” Steve groans as he closes his eyes for a moment, taking in the way your pussy sucks in his cock as he drags himself out before he fucks home again. “I’m going to move a little faster from now on, is that okay?”

You nod shyly as Steve plunges in deeper, and you quickly slap a hand around your mouth to keep quiet as the pool of arousal in your abdomen tests your limits. Already by then, you pick up the look of disapproval Steve pulls, and you frown.

“A-ah, no covering your mouth. I won’t allow it anymore...” Steve sets the new rule as he pins your hand to the side, making your eyes go wide as blood rushes through your cheeks.

“B-But…- mmmhaaah!” A sudden mewl is ripped out of you as Steve starts to pound into you faster, his heavy balls beginning to slap against your ass at the quicker pace.

You become overwhelmed, your mouth left hanging to let out cries for each thrust Steve performs. Embarrassment showers over you like cold water, but the heat from Steve’s breath tickling your neck and the constant friction is enough to distract you from it.

In final attempts you try to keep your mouth shut, but Steve surprises you yet again as he holds you by the chin and kisses you, slipping in his tongue to meet yours. It’s beyond erotic, and it prevents you from keeping any noises slip. When he pulls back, he gives you the warmest smile, stroking your cheek ever so lovingly before he speaks.

“I know you’re shy, hun…but I’m about to show you how much I want to hear you…how desperate I am to have you moan for me…if you won’t allow yourself to make noises, I’ll have to force them out myself.”

He thrusts harder, making sure you feel every inch of his thick shaft slide inside of your wet cunt. Your eyes roll back with your head as you let out the loudest moans you have ever made before. Steve holds you by the hips, pulling you back as he slams into you, causing his cock to enter you ever so deep. You cry out so loud you think everyone in the city must be hearing it, but Steve’s hums of delight reassures you there’s nothing to worry about.

“Mmmh, my love…I could never say enough about how wonderful you sound. Keep making those sounds, be as loud as you want. Let me know how amazing it feels to be stretched…how much you crave to be fucked…”

“O-Oh Steve…Aaaaah!~ Feels too good! I-I can’t - nngh!~ M’gonna cum!” Cries and moans escape your mouth uncontrollably now as Steve pounds away, making him grin with pride. There it is, he thinks.

“That’s my girl…cum for me, doll…sing for me…”

Your back arches against him as you reach your climax through a cry, making your cunt hug Steve’s cock tighter as a new flow of wetness surrounds inside. Steve grunts and snaps his hips into you once more before pulling out, cumming all over your stomach and making a hot mess.

He pants with his chest rising, and hovers over you one last time to kiss your lips tenderly before he lays down to rest next to you.

Steve sighs with content, “That was…”

“Embarrassing…” you barely mutter with your palms hiding your face.

Steve frowns, and let’s out a sudden chuckle as he playfully pinches your cheek, “It was no such thing, my love. Quit speaking nonsense. You were amazing…made me cum so hard and fast hearing your cute cries as you clung onto me desperately during your orgasm…you’re my precious doll…” he picks a towel by the nightstand and cleans his mess off your stomach before he drags you closer to him, giving your shoulder a peck.

“…I love every part and aspect of you. Don’t think otherwise...” He whispers, and it makes your stomach swirl with butterflies at his reassurance.

N/A: Thank you for some inspiration, anon! This became just a simple drabble but it helped getting my writing skills in use!

Hearts & Reblogs are very appreciated! Thank you! <3

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Trey Clover - Nightmare Suit Vignette

Please, take my hand.

[Halloween Town – Alleyway]

Trey: Alright… Now that I've finished my errands, guess I'll head to the Doctor's home to help Sally-san with some cooking.

Sebek: Right. I believe it should be off this street over here… Hm?

Sebek: Hey, Trey-senpai. That tower-looking building over there was the Doctor and Sally's home, yes?

Trey: I'm pretty sure… Eh!? Isn't that Sally-san leaning out of the topmost window!?

Trey: She looks like she could fall out at any moment! No way, she wouldn't…

Sally: ―Hup!

Sebek/Trey: AAAAAH!! SHE JUMPED!!?

Trey: Urgh… I need to make it in time!!

[Trey casts spell]

Sally: …Hm? I didn't hit the ground?

Trey: Whew… By the skin of my teeth…

Sebek: Oho… You just barely was able to float Sally down with wind magic!

Sebek: A good instantaneous response. Not bad for a human, Trey-senpai.

Trey: …That's supposed to be a compliment, right?

Sally: Oh my, was it you, Trey-kun, that used magic to break my fall?

Sally: Thank you, and I'm sorry for giving you a fright.

Trey: No, I wasn't fast enough to have you land on your feet, and instead settled you on your backside… You're not injured, are you?

Sally: I'm fine, there's no issues with me. Thanks for worrying.

Trey: That's good, then. Make sure you watch your step so you don't fall next time.

Sebek: …Hey, Trey-senpai. Is that it?

Trey: Eh? What is?

Sebek: DON'T LEAVE HER SITTING ON THE GROUND! YOU SHOULD IMMEDIATELY OFFER A HAND TO HELP HER STAND!

Trey: A-Ah, that's what you mean. Sorry, Sally-san, for not thinking…

Trey: Please, take my hand. …Is this good, then?

Sally: Thanks, again. I'll be able to head out right away this time to give Jack his goodies, thanks to you two.

Trey: Hm? What do you mean, "this time"…? Wait, are you saying you usually jump out of the window like that!?

Sally: Yes, that's right…

Sebek: I can't comprehend that. Why would you do something so dangerous?

Sally: It's not actually that dangerous or anything. Even if I were to hit the ground, I would only split a seam a bit.

Sally: I can fix that easily by stitching myself up, and this way, the Doctor wouldn't notice… I mean, it's faster to do this than going up and down the stairs of the tower each time.

Trey: Th-That's a pretty strange shortcut… But I guess this town does have a lot of common practices that differ than what we're used to.

Trey: Maybe that's just a normal way to leave the house here…?

Sally: Anyway, thank you for easing my descent. Goodbye, then―

Trey: Ah, wait a moment, please. Actually, we were on the way here to help you, Sally-san.

Sally: Oh, is that so?

Trey: But you were on the way to deliver something to Jack-san, right?

Sally: That's right. I'll come back as soon as I deliver it.

Trey: Would you like me to deliver it for you? It might be easier for us if you took charge in the kitchen.

Sally: Eh? U-Uh… I couldn't possibly ask you to do that. This is just something I'm doing on a whim.

Trey: Haha. You don't need to hold yourself back. I'd just run there and back for you.

Sebek: Hey, Trey-senpai! …I'm pretty sure she wants to deliver it to him herself.

Trey: Eh? …Wait, why?

???: Heeey, you three over there!

Sally: Oh, Jack!

Trey: Hello, Jack-san. On patrol, are you?

Jack Skellington: Yeah! Are the preparations going well?

Trey: Yes, for now, we're on track.

Sally: I'm glad I ran into you, Jack. I was just on my way to visit you.

Jack Skellington: Is that so? Why's that?

Sally: I thought I'd give you some freshly made food. Here… If you'd like it.

Jack Skellington: This is great! I was just getting hungry.

Jack Skellington: Thanks, Sally. You're really a thoughtful gal.

Trey: I see. So, Sally-san was wanting to deliver a homemade dish as quick as possible, and that's why she did something so reckless… Astounding.

Sebek: …I definitely feel like there's some other reason.

Jack Skellington: Oh yeah, I heard a loud sound coming from over here earlier, but did something happen?

Sally: Ah, so actually―

Jack Skellington: Magic sure is amazing for you to be able to catch Sally when she fell!

Jack Skellington: But I can't help but feel a little vexed.

Jack Skellington: I want to be the one who's always there for Sally… I mean, for the townsfolk.

Sally: Oh, Jack… Eheh, thank you. I’m happy to hear that.

Sally: Okay then, now that I've delivered the food, let's all head back and work on the dishes for Halloween.

Sebek/Trey: Right. / Sure.

Sally: Bye, Jack… Don't stress yourself out.

Jack Skellington: Of course, Sally! And see you later, Trey-kun and Sebek-kun! Let's make this the best Halloween ever!

Trey: Absolutely. Feels like my guys have been starting fights and causing trouble a few times over… So I'll do my best to get us back on track.

[Halloween Town – Dr. Finkelstein's Lab]

Sally: Alright then, while we make the soup, I'll teach you all about the various ingredients.

Sebek: Right.

Trey: Thanks, Sally-san.

Sally: First, we have this plant. We use this to enhance the fragrance.

Sally: Just one leaf into the cauldron can give off a strong aroma, so make sure not to throw too many in.

Trey: I thought it might've been similar to a bay leaf, but I gotta say, I wasn't expecting that strong of a fragrance just from one leaf.

Trey: I guess nothing comes close to the intricate knowledge of someone who uses these ingredients daily. Plus, it's really nice how your explanation was so easy to understand.

Sally: Well, now… You flatter me. Ehehe.

Sally: Then, let's first add water and just a bit of this plant to the pot and let it boil. After that…

Trey: …Whew, I've finished mixing all the ingredients in the pot. Does this look alright?

Sally: Seems like it. There's no strange bubbles, and the color is uniform. The two of you did fantastic.

Sebek: Hmph, obviously.

Trey: It's all thanks to your excelling teaching skills, Sally-san.

Sally: All that's left to do is to let it boil again, and we'll be done. While we wait, why don't we play with some flowers?

Sebek/Trey: PLAY WITH FLOWERS?

Sally: The flowers in this town can change shape as each petal is plucked off. We can chat about what they look like as we do that.

Sally: We just so happen to have something we can use in our leftover ingredients, enough for the three of us.

Sebek: Hmph, you want to arrange flowers and gossip? Ridiculous. I will do no such thing.

Trey: Hey, hey, you don't need to say it like that. …Ahem. Well, since you offered, I'll do it with you.

Sally: Ehehe… Then, I'll teach you how it's done. Trey-kun, I want you to hold this flower.

Trey: Eh, this thorny plant was a flower? I totally thought it was a poisonous plant that could've given me a rash if I touched it with my bare hands…

Sally: Oh, my… But this is a beautiful flower that is even sometimes used to decorate the homes in this town.

Trey: A beautiful flower…? Ah, sorry, sorry, Sally-san. I didn't mean to say something to rude…

Sally: Eheh, no worries. It's very interesting to see you interpret things, as visitors from elsewhere.

Trey: Ahem! Getting back on track… I'll hold the flower now. Can I grip it here?

Sally: Ah, wait. You shouldn't hold it so close to the bulb, but lower.

Sally: When it transforms, it could spout fire.

Trey: Fire!? W-Will that be alright?

Sally: Of course. Once you move your hand, go ahead and take a petal.

Sally: Right, one at a time… Like so.

Trey: Oh… The flower started to change shape! It split into six stems, like branches growing from a tree.

Trey: I feel like I've seen this sort of shape somewhere before… Ah, I know!

Trey: It looks like an overused toothbrush.

Sebek: HUH!?

Trey: Wah! That scared me. Don't just shout out of nowhere, Sebek.

Sebek: I was just sitting here minding my own business… But don't you think you lack basic knowledge in metaphorical expressions…?

Sally: Umm… I thought it looked like a crystallized snowflake, myself, but I guess now that you say it like that, I can see a toothbrush…?

Sebek: No way, there's absolutely no way you could possibly see that. Don't hold back. Tell it to him straight, Sally!

Sally: Everyone interprets the flower's appearance differently. I think what Trey-kun sees is just as interesting.

Trey: Urgh, now you're just being too considerate…!

Trey: You were just trying to help us have a bit of fun, but I feel like I just ruined everything.

Sebek: From the way you dropped Sally on her hind quarters and didn't help her up immediately, and the way you keep making strange comments…

Sebek: I can only conclude that everything I heard about the meticulously scrupulous Heartslabyul Vice Housewarden was a complete fabrication!

Trey: Haha… If my Housewarden hears that I lost face in front of a freshman, I bet it'd be off with my head.

Trey: Whew… What should I do? Feels like today is just not my day.

Sally: Oh no... Could it possibly be my fault? Were you nervous because you were meeting up with someone unfamiliar…?

Trey: Wh-What, no…! Hm? Wait, now that you mention it, though…

Sebek: Hah! So you're saying you were subconsciously scared of working alongside a monster.

Trey: Hey, I didn't say that! I was just thinking that she's different than the types of people I normally interact with…

Trey: Someone like Sally-san…

Sally: Someone like Sally-san…?

Trey: The only women I'm familiar with are my mother and a sister four years my junior. Even back home, not many of my friends had older sisters. That's why…

Trey: I haven't had much opportunity to interact with someone like Sally-san up to this point. So it's possible that I was just subconsciously nervous…

Sally: Oh, my… Is that right?

Sebek: Hmph, it's pathetic that you cannot confidently compose yourself no matter who you're dealing with.

Trey: On the other hand, I think you should try to change the way you act a smidge.

Trey: Haaah… At this rate, I can't be sitting back and laughing at the guys who keep arguing and wasting our time.

Trey: So… Sally-san.

Trey: If I say something rude again, please don't hesitate to correct me right away.

Sally: Something rude…? Oh, nothing you've said has bothered me at all. I think you're a kind and thoughtful young boy.

Sally: ―Ah! Look, you two! The pot is boiling.

Trey: Oh… You're right. Let's take off the lid and check inside.

Sally: We'll stir just a bit here… Oh good, it seems to be well seasoned!

Trey: Nice, so this is Halloween Town soup.

Sally: I hope it suits you and your friends' tastes.

Trey: I'm sure it will be fine. It may require a bit of courage to try it, based on the color, but the aroma is not bad at all.

Trey: But, you know… This town is packed full of strange things, and even your soup is very different.

Trey: I think this will be a Halloween like never before. I'm more excited than ever.

Requested by @farfalla049.

[blue2black]

HAZBIN HOTEL BLOOPERS:

PART 1

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Valentino: The UNGRATEFUL WHORE! *throws drink towards Vox*

Vox: *steps to the side but gets the drink on him anyway*

Vox: ...

Vox: Which whore are we—UGH, that smells. *chuckles while wiping his coat*

Valentino: Sorry. 😓

Vox: No, it's okay.

Director: CUT!

—🎬—

Valentino: The UNGRATEFUL WHORE! *throws drink towards Vox and hits him*

Vox: AH-

—🎬—

Valentino: The UNGRATEFUL WHORE! *throws drink towards Vox*

—🎬—

Valentino: THAT FUCKING WHORE! *growling, throws drink towards Vox*

—🎬—

Valentino: The UNGRRRRATEFUL WHORE! *throws drink towards Vox*

—🎬—

Valentino: The fucking 🎶whoooooooorrrrreee🎶 *spins gracefully*

—🎬—

Valentino: ... 😐

Valentino: *raises drink* THE UNGRATEFUL—AAAAAH—son of a- 🤬

—🎬—

Vox: Think of something that pisses you off.

Valentino: I can only break so many glasses before I get this fucking line right, Christian...

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Angel: Eh, you fucked one cannibal pool boy, you fucked 'em all. *brings his drink to his lips*

Husk: I guess you have changed...

Angel: *laughs out his drink back into his cup*

—🎬—

Angel: I want you to like, sing me a lullaby in that voice.

Husk: Mm. 😏 *knows he's the shit*

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Alastor: —for every other disrespectful WRETCH who DARES to question me.

Husk, shaking: UnderST—*seagull screech*—d.

Husk: ... 😐

Husk: I was trying to sound scared... *Alastor laughs*

Husk: That voice crack though. *smiles while getting up*

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Vaggie: Action...!

Niffty: 😃 ->🧍‍♀️

Vaggie: ...

Niffty: ...

Vaggie: ...

Niffty: ... 😐

Niffty: 🥴

Niffty, covering her face: AHHHH, I can't do it!! 😆

Vaggie and Angel: 😆😆

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Alastor: ... *toothy grin in place*

Director: CUT!

Alastor: *turns into a fish* 😮 Ooooo...

Alastor: 😲 Ahhhhhhh...

Alastor, rubbing his cheeks: Fuckin' Christ.

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Giant Overlord Alastor (animatronic): I̶͎͇̙̳̙͍̼̺̺̠̿̂̉ ̵̢̗̤̥̯͚͎́̎̉̆̑́͘͘̕̕ẁ̸͍̎į̶̛͗̈̎̽̍̍͘l̸̝̳͙̓̆͊̆͠l̴̢̧͙̹͖̩̫̻͔̄͛͂̈́̓͝ ̵̳͕̗͙̭̟͙̭͍̙̐͊͐̊d̶̫̗̮̿̀̈́̔̌̉̿̓̚e̴̺̰̊̓͂v̸̞͚͕͚͕̱̝̿̍̎̀̽́̅̀͠o̸̢̧͍̳͈͎̼̪͑ȕ̸̠͇͈̝̦͔͍̯̘̥̓r̷̨̤̦̰͈̞̠͚̀̃̇͋͝ ̸̢̭̺͖̭͖͚̃̉͒̐e̸͉͕̰̝͌̀̇̄͆̀͜͠͝á̴̢̞͓̝̝̗̪̪̓č̵̪̈́̃͋̈́̒̽͑̿͘h̴̡̡̛͇̱͓̭̟̟͚̐͜ ̷̧̲͔̏̄ȧ̶͈͈͎͚͖̺̫̼̓̄̇̍͘ņ̴̘͍̘̗̑d̷̢͊̔ ̷̢̢͔̙͚̙̳͌͋͑̕͘ḛ̸̲́v̷͉̗̆̐̑͂̂͜ę̴̧̜̙̰̈́͑̎̀́̍̇̆̕͘r̵̫̐̚y̴̟̺̙̑͂̽́̊̀͑͋ ̷̺̳̏̈́͒́͐̃O̸̯̲͂̇̋̈́̎͗N̷̡̟͇͔̯̏Ë̵̹̝́́̈́̍̀͐́̊͘ ̴͍͚̏͠O̴̰̣͙̭̥̹͙͇̓̄̈́̉̃̔F̶̲̝͔̖̗͕̭̜͐͗̉̍̃ ̴̢̡̮͖͓̕Y̸̢̡̞̪̦̫͂͊́̽͂͌͆̂̓Ô̸̲̻͕̄̊̋̆̏͐̋͝͝U̸̡͔͇͈̖̺̳͚̥̿ͅ!̵̢̬̬̝̙̈͌̔̇̓ͅ

Alastor, from behind the scenes: 😱

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Angel: —I can handle MYSELF.

Husk: REALLY?! be- *Angel flinches back and almost falls*

Husk: —AH, sorry, that was too loud. *grabs Angel's arm*

Angel: These GOD DAMN heels!

—🎬—

Husk: Really??

Husk: Great, that wasn't loud ENOUGH.

—🎬—

Angel: You got this 👍😃👍

Husk, face in his hands: UuugggghhhhhaaaAAAAHHHHHHH—

—🎬—

Husk: Really?! Because I just saw someone self-destructing!

Husk: ...it seems like...I don't know...

Husk: You might need a bartender to talk to.

...

Director: When you say that last part, add a little softness to it.

Husk: Hahaha 😄 *Angel: 😁*

Director: Remember, you're trying to comfort him.

Director: Let's go again!

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Angel: —I can HANDLE MYSELF!

Husk: RE—*seagull screech*

Husk: *face palms* Goddammit! Why does that happen??-

—🎬—

Husk: —how famous, how hot—

Husk: So, you might as well just...cut the act.

Angel, whips his head around: IT'S NOT AN act... *trails off laughing*

—🎬—

Husk: Loser. *lovingly*

Angel: No, you. *also lovingly*

—🎬—

Husk: Are we doing a string of this? *Angel: 😅*

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Lucifer and Sera, taking a selfie: 😇😝

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Lute: Got a good 275 this year, sir.

Adam: HAH, awesome, pound it danger tits. *fist bumps Lute*

Adam: Yeah, yeah...love you girl.

Adam, panicking: Ohhh no, I wasn't supposed to say that. *BTS crew laughs*

Adam: Charlie, your idea is shit—fucking hell—go back, go away... *waves Charlie away, looking down embarrassed*

Charlie: *laughing her ass off*

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Angel, laying in the studio bed naked: I can't believe that the first acting role I ever get requires me to moan into a mic a thousand times.

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*Husk and Angel chatting before the start of a scene*

Vaggie:

(She’s the #1 HuskerDust shipper on God)

[skyward-floored]

Oh thank you!!! :D I’m so sorry I missed this, it’s awesome!!!

this one scene from @skyward-floored's Day 13 Whumptober fic stuck with me and i had to draw it

[boofeine]

hi, may i request something about hard dom chan? i feel like he’d love taking the lead…

WARNINGS: mdni, hard doming, use of the word "slut" and "bitch", harsh language, mocking, stuffing, spanking, cum play, a bit of degradation, raw penetrative sex

You know exactly what to do to get it from him. Just a little push, and he's all out; you love that you've found his weakest spots.

"Lay down for me" he demands softly as you stare up to his gaze; a smile that knows at all. He just scoffs, pushing your hair back gently as he watches you not moving. "I see" He says and you lay your head to his touch with an innocent look "I'll try again, hm? And you'll obey nicely like a good girl" He states "Pretty... lay down for me".

And you still don't, not moving a muscle as you challenge him with not a single word. He slides his palm to your jaw, firmly grabbing your face in place. The hard grip makes your brows shut and face twist from before "Remember you asked for it" He adds. Before you realize, his other hand is under your thigh, pulling you up just to throw you on the mattress. You gasp, suppressing a swear that was about to come out. You watch the way chan presses his knees on the mattress, coming closer to you, a evil smirk on his face as yours shift, the way your pussy clench around nothing just say it all.

You try to push yourself up, laying your elbows at the sheets, but your short cut with a pull by your legs from him, your back hitting the spot again as you whimper. "Don't ack surprised, you know what it takes from disobeying me" He says. Fastly, Chan hands your waist, turning your body around with ease. Your hair messily getting on your face as your breath pace heavens in excitement, you can't help a giggle in the mist of the hot intense air that filled the room. "Fucking slut, you like being handled like this, don't you?" He whispers, his hands rummaging on your sides and lower back as you hum. "Ass up" He demands.

And again you don't, you fucking don't, it's driving him crazy and he doesn't give you anymore chances. He grunts behind you, pulling you by your thong, it stuffs on your hole from the pull, making you whimper as your ass goes up in the air like he wishes. He pulls the thong more, the pressure on your clit and your walls as a loud slap echoes in the room. His palm landing mercilessly on your ass cheek.

"Fuck, Ch- aaaah!" You moan out. Your knuckles gripping the sheets.

Chan watches the way your wetness ruins your panties, the wet spot there while he greases his fingers over the clothed core. Your back aching, feeling the loss as he starts to let out the thong. Your ass wiggling for more, up like he ordered before, seeing you beg for it now just boost his ego like he was all he needed. "Please, Chan" you whine, and he lets out a breathy laugh.

"Look at you... Now you begging for it? Awn, poor thing" He mocks and you keep whimpering.

You look over your shoulders to him behind you "Please, Channie... I promise I'll do go- aaaaah" You're cut by a loud moan when he slaps the other side harder this time, your eyes going shut

"Stop talking, hm? Don't wanna hear that bratty mouth" He demands, sliding your thong down your thighs. Your wetness meeting the fresh air as your breath hitch.

Chan stares hungrily at your core, your panties truly ruined by your arousal. "Shit, babe, you're dripping" His mood suddenly shifting, way too affected by the sight. Chan takes his boxers out too, sighing in relief when his hard cock hits up his core. He hands his base, slapping his length on your ass. Too teasingly for your liking, when you just want him inside already.

"Please, Channie! Fuck!" You beg, squirming on your position, your legs already sore.

"So whiny, poor thing" He mocks again, pressing his length on your folds this time. you moan and he groans too, feeling your warm center wetting his cock. He slides, drawing circles on your clit with his cockhead. You're so sensitive that you actually feel like cumming already. Your moans nonstop as you try to form words again when you feel his grip on the back of your neck, pressing you down "You're a mess, babe, can you take me without preparation?" He asks.

You nod desesparately, with your cheeks pressed on the pillow. "Yes! Channie, please!" you say and he smiles proudly.

He carefully hands it to your entrance placing just the head inside, your head is thrown back with a husky moan from the back of your throat. He enters a bit more, the burning stretch doing bad and wonders to you. "Fuck!" You plea as he starts to fuck you, pulling and keeping just the head before pushing back just half of his cock, letting a bit more inside each thrust.

Chan stares at the way your cunt eat him, the way your arousal wets his length, opening more space for him as he fastens his pace. You cry out as he pushes more of him, your hips moving to try taking more. "Shiiiit!" He hisses, not seeing your moves coming. His grip on your waist gets tighter to put you in place, his other hand leaving your neck to slap your ass again "Fucking slut! Be patient, stop running." he says in clenched teeth. The way your walls hug him says how much you enjoy it, your face burring on the pillow like it is all too much to take.

He laughs again, still thrusting on you "You love it. Love to be handled like a bitch" He adds "Come on, say it"

You whine trying to form words as you get your head up, "I- lov- shit! Too good" you try.

He slaps your ass again, your back arching as he does a sharp thrust, finally pushing everything inside and bottoming out to your sweet spot. "That was not what I asked" Your eyes water as he does it again with another pound "Answer me; do you like being fucked like I paid for it?" He concludes, your face burring on the pillow again to silence your loud moans, the wetness starting to spill down your inner thighs.

Chan grunts, one hand in your hips, the other coming to get into your hair, pulling your head by the scalp, you try to make a sound but it doesn't come out. He takes your face out of the pillow as he adds, his voice low and cold "I can't hear you, say it properly"

"I d- ah! –o" It sounds slurred out and messy by the way he's fucking you faster now. Your body is moving with the ungodly sharp thrusts. the bed shaking under you.

"I love when you fuck me like a bitch. I love it, Chan" you scream out in between whines.

Your breaking point is when he places his palm flat over your lower back, pressing you down with the arch of your back. Your eyes roll back, feeling his head over your stomach. Your body stiffs and breath stops for a second before you let go. You cum all over his cock, walls pressing hardly around his length, his head hanging low and grip not letting you fall when your legs shake and lose force. "Fuck, babe" Chan moans, his cock twitching "You're gripping me so tight".

"Good girl" You finally behaved, he thinks, letting out the magic words, deserving of a good reward. He leaves your hair to get both hands on your hips again, positioning himself to fuck you restlessly now. Keeping the fast pace, pressing his cockhead over your spot continuously. You start to feel it towering up on your lower belly. Your whimpers, whines, and moans of his name filling the room as well as Chan's low grunts.

He does his best to pull out, your pussy pushing him inside more and more. He sighs in desesparation as he's pulling himself out fastly, some of his cum hitting your pussy on the way, the rest messying around your asscheeks.

Your body loses weight, relaxing on the bed as he strokes himself, driving out his high. He moans, feeling a bit sensitive, more cum falling on your back and down his length until he completely empty himself. He cleans his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand, messy with both of your cums before he's laying down on your side. Chan presses a peck on your flushed cheeks, making you open your closed eyes.

"I'll get the bath ready. Don't fall asleep yet"

[taintandviolent]

Knead ; Kit Walker x reader

summary: Kit hasn’t been coping well with Briarcliff life, and developed an unhealthy solution to the numbness he feels on a daily basis. You’re a perfect, beautiful part of his plan.

word count: 1.7K

w a r n i n g s: hurt, angst, depression, kind of whump, brief mentions of smut, female receiving, violence, fist fights and brief mention of injuries.

a/n: my first official Kit Walker fic!! requested by an anonymous!! anon; hope this is what you had in mind and I delivered!! I tried to focus more on Kit’s motivations and issues than the smut, so that’s why it’s a little lighter on the fucking this go round! I dunno why I struggle writing for Kit so much, aaaaah! also written at work, so usual apologies for any disjointed or clunky writing!!!

full fic under the cut! / ao3 link here! / I don't have a taglist, but please turn on post notifications if you want to be notified of future fics!

The storm raged on outside, a horrible deluge that had lasted days. Kit's dark eyes flitted to the clock on the wall. The hands ticked by but time never seemed to change. Not here. He needed to feel something. Anything. The days turned into weeks, weeks into months and nothing ever changed. He was an accused man, previously compos mentis, but with his surroundings, that title deteriorated gradually.

Kit Walker was losing it. Slowly, but surely. The cold, grey tone of Briarcliff was swallowing him whole, like a starved, but fading beast. Days were the worst - at least come evening, he could sleep. With sleep, came dreams. Dreams of somewhere else, dreams of you. Days were long and dreary, and Kit soon realized that the only thing that mattered were physical feelings. His mind wasn't a safe place to be. The truth of it was, Kit felt his fire burning out, and started acting out.

First, it was intentionally burning the biscuits. He was reprimanded and sentenced to biscuit duty for the next two weeks. Then it was sneaking out from the common room on repeated occasions, sulking along the hallways as though he wanted to get caught. Deep down, he did. Reprimanded again, and confined to solitary as punishment. But that afternoon, he craved something deeper. He needed something that would last, and Sister Jude had an unusual streak of mercy lately. It had to be good.

"Hey, sugah’."

Your tired hands stopped their kneading. You looked up, wide-eyed, with a smear of flour across your cheek. He didn't know it, but you'd had a thing - a silly little crush - on Kit Walker since you saw him in the common room during your first week. You'd heard the rumours, but every time you exchanged words, he was the nicest guy you'd ever met. Seemed like he had good, strong family values and manners -- which was more than you could say for most of the men you'd met.

Kit spotted the dash of white and reached out, wiping it away with the pad of his thumb. You really were one of the cutest girls he'd seen since Alma. It wouldn't be hard to do what he wanted... what he needed to do to feel again.

"Hi, Kit." You murmured, frustrated before returning to the pile of off-white dough. The last thing you needed was a distraction; the biscuits were already hard enough to get right, and Sister Jude was a stickler for them being made correctly.

"Whatsa' mattah'?" He could sense your irritation, and furrowed his brows. Maybe his plan wasn't going to work after all.

"I can't... get these darn biscuits right! Every time I try, they come out too hard and I'm just..." You grit your teeth and shoved the mound of dough away from your hands. "I'm so frustrated!"

"Dough duty, huh?"

You nodded, and pushed a strand of hair out of your eyes with your wrist.

"Here, sweethaht', lemme' show you. I've done enough of 'em to know how to do it right."

He was suddenly behind you, his arms stretching out to the table in front of you. He rested his hands atop of yours, and slowly began moving them, kneading them slowly. Much slower and softer than you had been.

"Just like that," he murmured, his lips close to your ear. "You gotta' be gentle with 'em... firm, but not too much... or they'll seize up on ya', makes 'em tough." His words were low and sweet, and you didn't have to try very hard to find another meaning to them. They evoked a deep, body-rocking shiver from your core. It travelled up your spine and made your teeth chatter. Kit laughed breathily behind you.

"Am I doing it right?" You whispered, your voice sweet and demure, laced with intention. "I have a tendency to wanna'... go fast."

"Slooow, sugah', nice n' slow. Othawise..." His teeth grazed your ear. "The dough won't rise."

Without warning, you rutted your ass against his groin, moaning aloud. You ground your ass against him slowly, just like he told you to. Kit made a fist in the dough over yours, forcing your hands deep into the flour. This was progressing faster than he expected. He hadn't known you'd be so willing to his advances. His cock twitched to life, tightening the front of his pants.

"You want it bad, sugah'?"

"I want it bad," you echoed. Suddenly, all worries of getting caught went out the window, you were no longer concerned about which Sister would find you - you just wanted him.

It had been weeks since either of you felt intimacy, felt that clawing hunger as it boiled in your core. You whimpered and dropped your head to his shoulder.

"Let me feel you, Kit... please..."

Kit ripped his flour-covered fingers from the dough, and reached back to his crotch, pulling his throbbing cock from his pants. He flipped the edge of your uniform up, and pressed his heavy cock against the curve of your ass. The sensation was indescribable, and he let out a throaty groan.

The hunger had him. The hunger, and the promise of punishment. Your body was soft and sweet like the dough in front of you two and had him going, that was undeniable, but the threat was what was really driving him forward. He needed to feel everything he could. He took hold of his cock, stroking it slowly against your ass cheeks, feeling the precum as it leaked into his hands.

Kit's free hand wrapped around your hips again, urging them backwards into his own. You whimpered, letting him take full control. Your fingers were still embedded in the dough, squeezing through the spaces between your digits.

With a deep sound, Kit slipped himself inside you. Your walls squeezed around him as he plunged himself as deep as he could, humping you hard. His thrusts were determined, but steady and slow. Just like he'd said...

You reached around to take hold of his soft brown hair, making a fist in the locks. He didn't care that your fingers were covered in flour, and it was falling into the collar of his shirt. He didn't care about anything except what he was feeling.

Touch-starved, it didn't take him long to climax. Kit emptied his load inside you, pumping it deep. You whimpered, rolling your lips inward to soften the moans. You were close behind him, and when he whispered in your ear, begging you to do it, you did.

Kit heard the heavy bootsteps before you did. But he didn't move. He was ready.

"Hey! What in the hell do you think you're doin'!?" The orderly bellowed, and Kit yanked his softening cock from you. Your legs twitched together as it left you, the slippery feeling sending another wave of pleasure through you.

Phase two of his plan was in action. Kit stepped in front of you, fists raised in front of his face. He pumped, and threw the first punch, making contact with the guy's cheekbone. He reeled back, touching his skin to see if he'd broken skin -- he hadn't. But he was going to pay for that.

Fortunately for Kit and his now-sick need, he hit him back, harder, splitting his lip immediately. You spun around, pressing your back against the table, covering your mouth in horror as the two men fought.

The man threw a hard left hook and Kit went down, falling to the cold cement floor with a thud. You could do nothing but scream, begging for him to stop. Through winces, Kit looked up at you and shook his head. To you, he was being noble. To him, he was revelling in the pain he was feeling and wanted nothing to interrupt it.

~

"Assaulting an orderly, Mr. Walker?"

"Yes, Sistah'. He looked at me sideways."

"He interrupted your fornication, is what he did." She sternly remarked. Kit swallowed, looking down at his feet. The punishment was coming - he wouldn't have been called into her office otherwise.

"Seems like he got the better of you." She gestured to him pointedly. He had, that was true. Kit had gotten a few good punches in, but the orderly was bigger and brawnier, and had walloped him as soon as he'd gotten the chance. The cut on his lip stung every time he spoke, and his ribs were definitely bruised from the steel-toed berrage that he'd endured earlier.

"Over my desk," she rasped. Kit was almost excited -- a disgusting, disappointing feeling that he knew, deep down, he shouldn't be feeling. But a feeling was a feeling and he had to ride it out, in whatever way he could.

"Sistah' Jude," he interjected, as he bent over the modest wooden desk. "I'm sahrry' for what I did but don't punish her. She didn't do anything. It was all me."

"Mr. Walker," she replied. "I'll do exactly as I see fit."

The first hit stung. She was using the wooden switch, and it sliced through the air with an audible thwip. It burned against his skin, sweltering hot heat coursing over his cheeks and the back of his thighs. Tears bit at the corner of his eyes, it felt so terrible. That was just it -- it felt so terrible. He hadn't felt this much in weeks.

She hit him again, just above the spot where she'd previously hit. Kit winced again, clenching his fists hard atop her desk. Another one, and the tears streamed down his cheeks. He inhaled through clenched teeth and exhaled hard through his nose with each hit. Sister Jude's kind streak had ended, and she was unrelenting.

Twelve hits later, she finally stopped. Kit was sent back to his room, welted and bruised all over, but hell... at least he felt something.

[byuntrash101]

headache

reader x soft dom!seonghwa smut | mdni 1.7k you've been suffering from headaches recently but your boyfriend knows exactly how to get rid of them nsfw tags under the cut

very gentle and soft dom!hwa, established relationship, daddy kink, pet names (babygirl, angel), making out, oral (f), fingering (f), hwa is pussy drunk, tiny bit of possessive!hwa, praising, edging, watersports + omorashi

a/n: i stumbled on a twitter p♡rn link and it blossomed into this <3. a lot of you asked me for more ws so here it is hehe. i hope you enjoy. if it's not your thing it's okay! just dont read okay babe? i have other fics for you in the masterlist <3

DISCLAIMER: PLEASE MAKE SURE TO READ THE TAGS AND TO CLICK OFF IF ANYTHING SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING YOU WOULDN’T ENJOY.

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Recently you’ve been suffering from recurring headaches. At first you thought it was your cycle. But then you became more attentive to when the headaches occurred. And it turns out you simply were not drinking enough water! The thing is that your headaches always happened when you got home after being at your boyfriend's place for a couple of days. Simply because, well, when you were there you’re too busy cuddling and kissing to be taking your lips off him for even a second to drink a sip of water. 

The good thing is it’s an easy remedy: just drink more water.

And Seonghwa intends to ensure your good hydration this time. Out of kindness of course, out of love! Nothing more! He just hates when you get home and call him the next day with your small little voice to tell him you had to lock yourself up in the dark, because your head is ringing and he can’t even be around you to pamper you and take care of his baby, that breaks his heart. He hates to know you’re in pain.

So today your loving boyfriend makes sure you do just that: drink more water.

When you watched the latest episode of your series on Netflix he paused several times to get you a full glass of water. When you ate your take out again three full glasses of water. 

Chilling on your phone watching tiktok “don’t forget your water baby~”. Listening to his hilarious work stories “your water babe”. 

Even going as far as making you drink when he held you in his arms and you complained about not being able to reach the glass on the coffee table. 

“Here baby” he said, putting the rim of the glass against your lips. 

He couldn’t explain it but he felt himself twitch at the way your lips pursed up and opened slightly around the glass, your neck bending and following his wrist as he tilted the glass to let the water flow into your mouth. He throbbed at the way the water disappeared into your mouth as you swallowed in big gulps until the glass was completely empty, the ice cubes tinkling against the glass as he set the cup back on the coffee table. 

“Aaaaah~” you sighed in satisfaction. “Thanks Hwa”

“You’re welcome my angel” he said before pecking your lips made cool from the fresh water.

God how pretty you were like this, wrapped up in his arms like a fragile little bird, looking up at him with this bright smile and shiny wet lips. 

He planted another kiss right on your wet mouth but this time he parted his lips, his hot tongue reaching out to your cool one. Kissing you gently but deeply sharing his warmth and spit until your mouth was burning hot. Long fingers wrapping around your nape and pushing your face further into his. The gesture made you moan into his mouth making him smirk into the kiss. He loved the sounds that you made. So much so that he haphazardly reached for the TV remote to mute the device. He wanted to hear you, only you.

Then Seonghwa slipped you out of his lap to sit you on the couch. He kneeled in front of you to very carefully flip the hem of your skirt over your stomach. He couldn’t help but to smirk when his eyes finally laid on the beautiful lacey panties you were wearing today. One of his favorites. Baby pink with a pearly bow in the center. A pair he picked and gifted you.

“So fucking perfect” he breathed as you pushed your thighs together, feeling your arousal pool into the lace as he praised you. 

He bent over your legs to kiss the soft skin of your thighs, working his way up until he pressed a couple more to your pubic bone. You jerked a little as he pressed his face a little too hard on your lower stomach, given how much water you had drank.

“Now be a good girl for daddy and spread your legs” as he sat back up. You looked down at him through your lashes but still you obeyed and parted your knees as you heard your boyfriend curse under his breath. He smirked, spotting the wet patch of fabric, making the pink ever so slightly darker. 

“You’re wet already angel?” he snickered, his palm caressing your open thighs.

“Y-yeah. I got wet when daddy was tongue kissing me” you confessed before biting down on your lower lip.

“Fuck” Seonghwa swore again, his dick twiching in his pants, he could feel himself already leaking precum onto his boxers. He just loved when you were so upfront with him. You looked so innocent, covering half of your face with your back hand and breathing rapidly but your pussy was already soaked and gushing for him. And you had no shame admitting it and exposing yourself to him. To his eyes only. You were his only

He pulled on your legs to bring your ass to the edge of the couch before pulling your panties down, not even taking the time to discard them, just letting them hang on one of your ankles before he prompted you to spread your legs for him again.

The way your pussy lightly twitched and sparkled covered in your juices had his cock quivering in his sweatpants. He wanted to taste you. He needed to.

He approached his face to your sopping center and licked a long stripe from your entrance to your clit. Right before curling his tongue back in his mouth, scooping as much of your slick as he could, smacking his lips to fully take in your taste. Your flavor was sweeter than honey and more intoxicating than the strongest liquors.

Seonghwa wrapped his arms around your under thighs and pushed his palms on your hips. Securing you right in his hold and spreading you like a buffet.

“Fuck daddy~” you whined.

He approached his mouth once again but this time his lips wrapped around your clit as he gave you light kitten licks. He looked up at you lapping away at your bundle of nerves, you couldn’t help but to moan at the pleasure you felt. Soon you started to rock your hips, rubbing your juices onto his face as he didn’t alter his pace.

“Please Daddy” you complained, yearning for more.

“My baby girl is so eager” he said, not parting his lips from your heat.

“It’s because I love daddy’s mouth so much.” you whined. “Please let me cum on daddy’s tongue”

“Soon my baby. But daddy wants to taste you thoroughly first”

Minutes passed and Seonghwa was taking so much pleasure in edging you. Licking and sucking on your clit only to back away when he felt you twitch on his tongue just to see your precious little cunt throb around nothing and gushing out more of your juices just to be savored by him and repeat the process over and over again.

But at some point you couldn’t even focus on the pleasure anymore. The only thing you felt was how full you were. How full your bladder felt.

“Daddy” you started cautiously. 

“Yes angel?” your boyfriend replied, face still buried deep in your throbbing cunt.

“I-I think I drank too much water. I need to go to the b-bathroom” you said, shame slowly creeping under your skin.

Seonghwa smirked against your folds. Only to latch onto your clit again, this time licking more precisely on the sensitive bundle of nerves, making you moan loudly and arch your back.

“It’s okay baby. Daddy doesn’t mind.” he growled, eating you out like a starved man.

“No please daddy stop” you begged as you felt your pussy contract around nothing, your bladder also contracting dangerously. “It’s gross daddy” you complained, kicking your feet as the pleasure kept on rising.

“If it’s too much for you, just let go, okay angel?” He cooed against your folds.

“Please daddy…” you inhaled sharply, feeling yourself filled to the brim with piss. “Gonna p-” you whined but Seonghwa interrupted you.

“Just piss in daddy’s mouth baby” he said, pushing on your hips angling them just right. And you just couldn’t hold it in any longer. You let out your hot steamy piss right into your boyfriend's mouth. Seonghwa backed up a little and stuck his long tongue out as the powerful stream hit him right in the back of the throat letting out gurgles of satisfaction, gulping down as much piss as he could, mouth rapidly filling up to overflow and wetting his gray sweatpants.

When the stream started to slow down he wrapped his lips around your clit again and shoved two long fingers inside your cunt that he curled right into your g spot, pressing against your bladder again. The stream of hot piss picked up.

He wanted to drain you, take all of your piss for himself. 

He started to pump his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt rapidly.

“Fuck daddy loves your piss much baby” he briefly said before sucking and licking your clit again, swallowing more of your delicious nectar.

“Daddy I'm cumming” you cried out.

“Cum for daddy baby” he allowed. And you finally leap over the edge. The orgasm is one of the most intense ones you’ve experienced. It completely rips through your body and shatters the earth beneath you as your legs tense up and your hips shake uncontrollably. Your hungry little cunt violently twitching around Seonghwa’s relentless fingers still pumping in and out of you, accompanying you on your descent, grunting and humming against your folds and he licked and sucked on your swollen bud until the pleasure died down and your legs fell limp, hanging over Seonghwa’s toned shoulders. 

Seonghwa took a moment to admire your red and swollen cunt, occasionally twitching with the remnants on the strong orgasm your felt, sticky juices still lazily oozing out your entrance. He licked out one last stripe from your entrance and parted your lips with his tongue to twirl around your pee hole one last time.

“I think you’re cured now” he beamed at you smacking his lips, relishing in the intoxicating taste of your slick and piss one last time.

What a good boyfriend he was making sure you drank enough and making you cum to prevent your headaches.

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📚inch resting bits from the march twst manga updates📚 (octa, savana, & 4koma!)

***Manga spoilers below the cut (with an emphasis on the Episode of Octavinelle, since that's my favorite dorm!)***

The 4koma manga has dropped! Again, it centers around the daily lives of the NRC boys and is shown in a 4 panel gag comic format.

In the illustration above, we see the main cast with Grim's beloved tuna cans~

This month has comics about Ace going to a supplementary lesson (to learn how to manipulate brooms to do his chores) and Leona attending his art class. The comic depicts Leona, Idia, and Rook in the same art class though we're not sure if this is true in-game yet. However, the comics do carry over the continuity of Ace and Deuce being in Trein's class so maybe the art class thing is also true of Leona?

From the Episode of Savanaclaw manga: I KNOW WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN AWE OF DIASOMANI'S PRESENCE BUT ALL I'M THINKING IS THAT DIASOMNIA HAS A MOB STUDENT WITH A BOWL CUT 😭

I'm also really fixated on how this mangaka draws her lashes and hair, they're always bangers every time 💗

Ruggie "bleh" face... Also???? That full page of him using his UM... and the visualization of the wildebeests racing with him like the people in the crowd, very Lion King.

I like that the manga really shows us more emotional and intense moments the game cannot depict due to its limited assets. Here, we see the aftermath of Ruggie using his UM on the crowd. Even with Azul's magic-enhancement potion, Ruggie has taken a great physical toll from spellcasting. Falling to his knees, panting... This will make it hurt more when Leona almost poofs him to sand later 😭

These panels remind me of like. Scar looking on from up high while the hyenas do his bidding. Ruggie's expression... it's so full of a desperate kind of hope has he gazes up at his "king".

From the Episode of Octavinelle, we get to see Leona post-OB and recovering in the infirmary. Side note, I really love how the mangaka adds these cute little faces to let us know who is speaking in certain text bubbles. The little faces make some of the cutest expressions; just look at that cheeky chibi Leona head!

Here, Ruggie is telling everyone about rumors that Azul and the twins purposefully prevent their clients from fulfilling their end of the contract so they can reap the benefits. I like how the scene shown is a boat tipping over (with the twins implied to have flipped it). Nice callback to the boat scene in The Little Mermaid!

We have another The Little Mermaid reference here, where Floyd shares his UM with the gang?? The hypothetical man here reminds me of Prince Eric, especially in that white shirt and appearing as though he is drowning.

Guys... Azul's been taking modeling lessons from Vil-- I really like these more quiet and contemplative moments of Azul; plenty of those are featured this month.

asdbhlfdbaifyoaiygoeia I WILL NOW ALWAYS ASSOCIATE AZUL THINKING HARD WITH SITTING IN THAT CHAIR... There's so many shots of him seated here...

Yuuta continues to be my favorite manga!Yuu so far by diligently tidying up Leona's messy ass room for him... asfvkyadvfialf Grim looks so goofy helping out, that tower of clothes is half his size...

FLOYD'S FACE IS SO siLLy HERE TOO (this is the scene when Ruggie recalls seeing his eel form during a P.E. class where they swam). The mangaka really decided to summon his gremlin energy here...

Aaaaah, I love this shot; it sort of parallels Azul and Leona... It also makes me realize the difference between how Leona's hair is in Octavinelle vs Savanaclaw (due to the different mangaka). In Octavinelle, his hair is usually a solid black with white highlights but in Savanaclaw there tends to be a subtle gradient/screen tone on Leona's hair.

Anyway, twins Twins TWINS

GOOD WAY TO CLOSE OUT THE OCTA CHAPTER, EXCELLENT WAY TO CLOSE OFF THE OCTA CHAPTER IN FACT 🫶 Can you tell I love the Tweel parts/j

[theunholybastard]

Kinktober: Otctober 31st - Free Use (All Papas x Female!Reader)

AAAAAH, Happy Halloween lovelies!!! Last day of kinktober too, hope this satisfies your sinful desires! Have a fun night, everyone <3

Tags: Free Use, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sexual Partners(MMFMM), All The Papas Are Alive, Creampie, Bukkake, Cunilingus, Triple Penetration, Premature Ejaculation, Praise, Degradation, 1st Person POV

It was game night for the Emeritus brothers. Uno was the game they were playing, despite it always making them fight and end up throwing their cards at each other. But then again, there were hardly any games those men could play together that didn't result in raging. I would know, for I was politely asked by the Papas to cater for all their game nights since it all began.

It was no doubt that I was very close to them all, everybody in the Ministry could see it, so they would often find any excuse for me to be around them. I was their favorite, and they would remind me of that consistently with their actions, fighting each other off for my attention. They especially loved me because I had a sort of 'free use' dynamic between all of them. I would let them use me whenever and however they pleased. When they were in need of a good fuck, or just to let some frustrations out, I was always there to provide. Because of this perk, I would see the highest ranking men of the Ministry at their weakest and angriest, all while stuffing little sandwiches and alcohol into their mouths. It's pretty entertaining, to say the least.

It was the first night Copia was invited to the party, having recently ascended to Papa Emeritus IV, he was finally welcomed to join the infamous Papal game night. I walked in on a bad time, Terzo and Secondo screaming at each other, getting up in each others faces and heatedly debating who called Uno first. Primo and Copia just watched it all unfold, Primo shaking his head in disapproval and Copia fidgeting with his thumbs awkwardly. They didn't even notice I entered the room, not until I spoke.

"Uh... drinks, anyone?" I asked meakly, presenting the tray of whiskey and wine that they had told me to bring down. Their eyes shot towards me, instantly softening and humming appreciatively. Terzo waved me over.

"Ah, Sorella!" He beamed, dawning a charming smile, replacing the menacing scowl that he held just moments ago. "Grazie, cara mia. We were almost starting to become sober again, I suppose that made us lose our minds a little. I can't stand these fools without a little intoxication..." He chuckled, picking up a glass of wine from the tray and taking a swig. Secondo scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Drink for you too, Papa?" I address Secondo, handing him the whiskey he requested. He smiles softly and nods, taking a sip. "Grazie, Sister ____." He thanks me. I hand out the rest of the drinks to the men, Copia taking a particularly large sip and almost downing it completely. Terzo rolls his eyes.

"Agh, tesoro mio, don't hand any more drinks to that damned fool! We all know he can't handle his wine! He's a poor excuse for an Italian." Terzo exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air in exaggeration. Copia shot him a dirty look.

"Poor excuse for an Italian?" Copia repeated, offended. "Excuse me, but weren't you born in Los Angeles? You're barely even Italian, stronzino."

"Stai zitto cazzo, ratto bastardo!" Terzo spat, slamming his fists on the table and leaning over to get all up in Copias face. Wow, touched a nerve there. Primo began scolding them in Italian while they continued to yell over each other, and Secondo kept barking at them to shut up in between sips of his liquor. The room was so loud. Clearly the alcohol wasn't calming them down, so what would?

"Whoever shuts up the fastest gets to fuck me." I blurt out without thinking. It was worth a shot, and I was desperate to end the overstimulating cacophony of voices. They all close their mouths simultaneously, eyes widening and darting towards me, silently questioning if they heard me right. They are speechless for a moment.

"Did... did we hear you right, mio fiore?" Primo mutters softly. I nod. "Mhm. You did indeed."

"So... what? Is this like the quiet game now then, eh?" Terzo laughs, a little stifled by nerves. I never saw the usually confident, loud and extravagant Papa so flustered.

"Yeah. And you just lost." I tease jokingly, enjoying the effect I was having on them. They were all so awkward and bashful, blushing and looking at me with concealed desire, like they were nervous to make a first move. These tough, stoic, charming grown men, weakened from just a single sentence.

"Wha-? Hey, that's not fair! T-that means Primo's out too!" He whines, stomping his foot and pointing an accusing finger to the eldest Emeritus. "Nah, Primos back in. I like him too much."

"Aw! Grazie, my dear." Primo smiled.

"Ha, you spoke! You're out again, old man!" Terzo cheered.

"A-am I still in?" Copia inquired softly. Terzo burst out laughing.

"Not anymore, dumbass." Muttered Secondo under his breath, Terzo clutching his sides as he howled.

"Okay, enough!" I end the feuding once again, a small, mischievous smile playing on my lips. "All of you have way too much energy. This night is never going to end if you're too busy fighting to play the damn game. So how about..." I trail off.

"What is it, cara?" Secondo asks gently, an arm across his lap to poorly conceal his developing erection. I take a breath in.

"How about you all take turns... taking your frustrations out on me?" I suggest weakly, looking down at my feet. I'll admit, I've had sex with all of them before, but individually. Never at the same time! They exchanged glances of shock and arousal, debating taking up the offer.

"Y-you want us to fuck you?" Copia stammered, the most flustered out of all of them.

"Obviously that's what she's asking, you fucking imbecile." Terzo sneers rudely.

"Hey! No more being rude!" I scold, already feeling the heat gathering in my core. The idea of being passed around by these significantly older men like I'm some object to be traded sends waves of excitement throughout my veins.

"Fine. Only if I get to fuck that pretty cunt first, Sorella." Terzo smirks, licking his lips hungrily as he looks me up and down. I sigh, looking at the other men for any sign of disapproval. Their expressions are for the most part unreadable, not wanting to influence me and leave this decision up to me and my comfort level. I nod.

"Take me then, Terzo." I offer. Just like that, he's on me, pressing sloppy kisses to my neck and collar bone. He swipes the cards off the table, slamming me down on my back. Well, there goes Uno. He strips me down, leaving me nude and exposed to everyone in the room. My legs are spread, cunt frivolously on display, my wetness already visible to the men who stared at me like animals about to feed on their prey.

He bends down, licking a long stripe up my slit, getting a taste of my arousal. "Fucking delicious. My favorite meal." Terzo claims, muffled against my folds, as he dives right back in. As he eats me out, I look around the room, at the other Papas who have shed their pants and are now jerking themselves off to the sight of me, brazen and unashamed with their movements. Their dark eyes were trained on me, tracking every slight jiggle of my body as I squirmed. Holy shit, this was hotter than I thought it was going to be.

"Can I put my cock in your mouth, fiorellina?" Primo asks politely, inching closer to me slowly.

"Fuck! N-no fair, I was just about to ask her that!" Copia pouted, sighing in defeat. Primo smirks cockily and awaits my response. "Fuck yes!" I cry out, opening my mouth to him. I suck the tip in, moaning around his length. He began to gently fuck my throat, pulling out occasionally to give me the opportunity to breath. Primo swears under his breath, head lulled back in bliss.

Terzo, ever the impatient one, grows tired of not feeling my warmth around his cock, as much as he loves eating pussy. He needed to be inside me, freeing himself of his pants and boxers before plunging in, thrusting with no preparation, no warning. This was for his pleasure, and of course he wanted to make me feel good as well, but his main focus was his throbbing member.

Popping off Primos dick to take a breather, I rub him softly and turn my head to face Copia. "Y-you two could take t-turns using my mouth." I stutter, hard to speak with Terzos impressive manhood pounding me into oblivion. Lucifer, I hope the table doesn't break under the pressure. I fear for my life as I hear its legs creaking with every movement. Copia's eyes lit up, immediately sliding his cock into my wet mouth, groaning at the feeling.

"Cazzo! So damn good!" Copia cries out, thrusting a few times before switching back to Primos turn, and the process repeats. Terzo chuckles above me, hips snapping feverishly. "Trust me, her cunt feels even better." He brags, thumb rubbing my clit. Secondo growls, the only one not getting direct satisfaction from me.

"You have to give me something, dolcezza. This isn't fair." He gruffs, not intending on coming off as demanding, but the frustration is clearly getting to him heavy.

"Do you want to use her asshole, fratello? It's free." Terzo offers, pulling out before flipping me to the side, stepping to the left to give a full view of my hole. Terzo plunges back in my cunt, my asshole clenching, further tempting Secondo. He shudders, taking a step forward and using his spit as lubricant, stretching my ass out with his fingers. Primo and Copia continue taking turns fucking my mouth, until Copias breath starts to quicken, hips stuttering. He's too late to stop himself.

"Wait, oh shit!" He cums, countless ropes decorating my face, his thick thighs shaking deliciously from the intensity. "Goddammit..." He groans, coming down from his high. "I wanted to last longer..." I run my thumb over the still warm cream covering me, collecting some and sticking it in my mouth, tasting the salty release. He shivers at the sight.

"So beautiful..." He praises softly, looking down at me as if I was a gift from Lucifer himself, blessed with the beauty of Lilith.

"And such a whore, too." Secondo comments, finally inching his cock into my ass. The stretch was mind blowing, his cock the fattest out of all the other Papas, and the hardest to take by far. I feel like crying. "Taking four men in one night. You like being a slut for your Papas, don't you, Sister ____?" Before I can reply, Primo has shoved his dick back in my mouth, the taste of his precum flooding my senses.

Terzo is the second to cum, and if anything, I'm surprised he didn't cum first with how wildly he was thrusting. Still though, he makes me cum first, pulsing around his dick as my desperate screams are muffled by Primos fat cock. He slams his hips one last time, spilling his seed deep within my willing walls, a string of expletives exiting his foul mouth. "You're the perfect fuck toy, tesoro..." He huffs contently, pressing a chaste kiss to my shoulder before pulling out, leaving his cum to leak from my aching, puffy pussy.

Now it's Secondo and Primo left, a race to the finish line. Secondo fucks my ass with reckless abandon, not as rough and hard as Terzo did, but still quite fast, like his hips were running a marathon. "Are you liking this, my little flower?" Primo asks, stroking my hair sweetly as he bucks into my throat, looking down at me and attentively watching every little reaction I made to make sure I was still doing okay. I moan positively around his manhood.

"Yeah? Is il mio fratellino making you feel good with his dick?" He coos, maintaining eye contact while my lips are sinfully wrapped around him. "My, my. Look at you. You look so beautiful with all that seed all over your face. Wearing it with pride, like a true common whore should." I've never heard Primo talk down to me, usually it's all praise coming from him. That's enough to make me cum again, squirting around nothing, Secondos hand coming to my clit to help me ride out my orgasm.

Primos cum joins Copias load, mixing together and shooting across my cheek. "You should see her face now, Secondo. She's filthy." Primo heaves, sucking in all the air he can get after I knocked the wind out of him. Secondos brows furrow. "Fucking hell!" He roars, pulling out and pumping himself a few times before spilling all over my ass cheeks.

After pleasuring all the Papas, I've never felt more deliciously humiliated. Naked, covered in the cum of multiple men, all three of my holes aching so good. This is what I was meant to do. I've never felt more in my element than I do now. We all rest in silence for a moment, unsure of where to proceed from here. Terzo is the first to speak up, but it's not something I wanted to hear.

"I guess we're going to have to restart Uno...?"

I don't know what to do if they start arguing again.

-

[tempo-takoyaki]

Hiii sorry to bother u! I just wanted to say i love your mxtx art + tgcf comments. I LOVE your Wei Wuxian especially!! His eyes!!!! You are right they make him look like a bit of a red flag to strangers but that makes them PERFECT for him!! And they also make him look so smug when he smiles...again, those eyes are 100% Wei Wuxian. Do you have any other WWX sketch to share?

(Also kinda unrelated, kinda on topic, but what did Lan Wangji think of the eerie eyes when he first met him? I started thinking of this last minute while writing my compliments, but feel free not to answer!)

Goodbye, have a good rest of the holidays and stay safe!!

Ps: congrats on the recent milestone on Instagram!!

Aaaaah thank you so much for your kind words! I'm happy you like my WWX! <3 Well, I had to dig in a bit, but here are some of the WWX sketches I've done while reading MDZS (back in spring 2023)!

To explain some of them, I spent a lot of time trying to figure out a good way to differenciate WWX and MXY, so there's a lot of MXY there too. For the third image, I wasn't sure of Wangxian's height difference back then so I just went with whatever, now I've adjusted it to fit the canon. For the fourth image, one my headcanons was that LSZ had inherited WWX's creepy smile™. So when they're both smiling, it's flagrant he's his son. Fifth image is WWX in the burial mounds, and the sixth was for a modern AU in which MXY is WWX's younger twin brother.

Now! To answer your question "What did LWJ think of his eerie eyes the first time he met him?". Well, my personal thoughts on this was that they weren't too creepy at first, he was still a relatively joyous teen and I imagine he was really expressive too. Maybe it made him look arrogant or something, but that was just a detail, even LWJ could tell he wasn't like that. Maybe others would notice, and mention it to LWJ, but he would just reply something along the lines of "useless". (Translation "That's not what's important, what's important is that he's! breaking! the! rules!"). Maybe there was some jealousy, "no one can read my emotions and this boy has expressive eyes that's not fair I wish I could be as expressive as him". But it was lost to time, pain and love, as WWX lost some of his joy and innocence, as war made him more languid, scared and distant. Yet those eyes at the end of his life still seemed like they were smiling, not matter how many tears ran down his cheeks. And maybe then LWJ thought "Is it really worth it to have eyes like this if it forces you to look alright when really you're in pain?".

Now, in MXY's body, some of his features mixed with MXY's, his eyes feel less locked in a constant smile. And LWJ loves to look at them, no matter if he's smiling or pouting.

Thank you so much for your ask! :D Have a wonderful day!

[irl-w0lverine]

rubberman!kai smut perchance? as in kai having a rubber suit

ur literally my favourite fanfic writer 💙

pairing : kai anderson x reader

Warnings : p in v, rough sex, degrading, its literally kai, improper use of kool-aid, spit

A/n: aaaaah thank you 🫶🫶🫶 im really feeding yall with 2 sober fics back to back

NOT FOR MINORS COMSUMPTION! IF YOU READ FURTHER THIS IS YOUR FAULT NOT MINE!!

"look at this peice of kinky shit i found" kai huffs, throwing a latex suit onto the table your sat at, the material shining under the dim light of the lamp.

"what is it?" you ask kai gently, knowing anything can set him off.

"some fucking rubber suit, i wanna try it out" kai says blankly, cutting straight to the point.

"is it clean? Where did you even find it?" your words are hesitant, not wanting to cause him to snap.

"doesn't matter. Hop up on the table. Or do you want me to force you down instead?"

Without a second thought, you hop up on the table. His lips crash into yours imediately, his fingernails pulling so hard on your shirt that you can hear the thread begin to snap.

He practically rips your shirt off you, not breaking the aggressive kiss at all. You both discard the rest of your clothes.

Kai leaves the room momentarily with the rubber suit, leaving you to desperately roll your hips as you try to cause some sort of friction.

He soon returns, his cock standing proud as i grabs a cut and a pack of kool-aid from the kitchen. After a few more minutes of trying to get any pleasure, he returns, the cup containing kool-aid mixed with something else...

"if you wanna be such a slut then go ahead and drink it" he growls, spitting into the cup and forcing it to your lips.

You reluctantly begin to drink it, the liquid thicker than water. Then it hits you.

Without saying or doing anything, you force yourself to finish it. Placing the cup aside while your thighs rub together needily.

"please kai... I really need you" your voice pleading. You see his eyes turn dark as you call him kai.

"that's not my fuckin' name. Try again or ill leave you like this. All needy and desperate with no way to relief it."

"s-sorry... Master.." you manage to whimper out, your eyes begging for him not to leave.

"that's my good little slut" he grumbles as he tightly grips your cheeks, forcing your lips together as he drains his saliva into your mouth, leaving you no choice but to swallow it.

Without any warning, he roughly pushes your thighs appart, ramming his dick into your silky hole. Your nails dig into his shoulders, loud moans and whines slipping past your lips as his dick burries itself inside you.

Hes so deep inside you swear you can feel it nudging you stomach.

"you like that you fuckin' slut? Just taking all of me like a greedy whore aren't you? Its like you want this or some shit." he groans, his balls slapping against your ass with each aggressive thrust.

You begin to feel a knot forming, your nails begining to draw blood from his shoulders due to how hard your holding onto him.

"AGH! You fuckin' bitch!" kai yells out, slapping you across the face. This is all you need for your walls to tighten around him. This causes him to slap you again as your climax crashes down.

"did i say you could cum yet!? I dont fuckin' think so! Your gonna get punished later you filthy cum slut." his voice is still loud as he clamps a hand around your throat, not tight enough to cut off your breathing but not loose enough for you to move.

After a few more thrusts, his sticky seed paints your walls white. He practically fucks it into you, wanting to increase his chance of you having his messiah baby.

"clean yourself up. I have a meeting to get to" he huffs, quickly giving you a hesitant kiss on your nose as he speedily gets changed. You would have never expected in a million years for him to give you a kiss so it was a pleasant surprise.

Guess you'll have to wait till later to see what your punishment it.

A/n: this was a 2 day process 😭🙏. This was so fun to write because i kinda ran wild with it

Thank you so much for reading! <3