#a tear is running down my thigh rn

[rocketqueen1989x]

i always feel a tear run down my thigh whenever he wears these glasses

[toshidou]

gorilla by bruno mars was made for john price. do not try to argue about this with me.

[in-som-niyah]

JASON WHO TALKS YOU THROUGH ITTTTTTTTTTT

im actually gnawing on the bars of my room rn i cant

and while i’m here… jason anal? jason pushing in all slow, pressing kisses to your spine muttering out a “it’s okay baby.. i’m here, i’ll be gentle.. shhh it’s alright angel” he chuckles when he’s all the way in, pressing you down into the mattress, one hand on your waist, one hand on in your hair as he speeds up. “ ‘s good angel? you want more” his pace gets relentless, head pressed into the mattress. “mine. all mine baby, no one else is fucking this hole, alright? …fuck you’re tight”

yeah… jason & anal.

[rosenclaws]

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

It’s not fair how strong Logan is. Super strength and adamantium bones make for one wicked combination. It’s 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. It’s 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 he’s 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 Logan’s claws.

“Aw is it too much princess?” 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."

[queenpiranhadon]

A/N: You all voted on this poll, and this poll, and this poll, and after a LOT of voting, I present you this :) BIG thanks to @that-multi-fandom-hijabi for beta reading this go follow her writing acc rn (@novaaaaaa-writes). Here's my masterlist!

Warning(s): Enemies to lovers trope, mentions of burning, stabbing, blood, bad descriptions of both fire of water (ice, snow ?) bending, Zuko is whipped, just a little confused about it, reader is a baddie, water benders unite (not me tho), reader is GN but written with f!reader in mind, reader looks non-threatening, is underestimated a lot, this takes place at the end of season one, I think that's it

Pairing: Prince Zuko x GN!Reader

•──•°•❀•°•─── ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀʙᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ───•°•☁︎•°•───•

“You shouldn’t be here” you glare, your gaze sending shivers down his spine. 

But that could just be because of all the snow and ice surrounding the both of you. 

The fire prince remains unfazed though, his amber eyes sweeping over your form- assessing the threat you posed. 

He could take you down in seconds. 

Zuko doesn’t respond to your jab though, because he knew you were wrong. He had to be here, it was the only way he could finally receive his father’s favor- as the heir and as the son of Firelord Ozai. It was his duty, his honor. 

And he wasn’t going to let a non-threatening waterbender get in the way of that. 

Reaching back, he unsheathes his dual swords, the glint of the waning moonlight reflecting the dangerous glint in his eye. 

And yet you didn’t back down.  

Pooling some water from your waterskin, you assumed the stance you had trained yourself to take whenever you honed your skills. One with the water, one with the ice.  

‘Power should flow, not force itself” Master Pakku had told you once.  

People had always underestimated your skills, saying you were better suited for healing. But after showing Master Pakku how you could use your bending to control the falling snow around you, he gave you a chance.  

He had told you to let the power settle in your body before releasing, instead of forcing it out immediately. Conceal and then control. 

You met Zuko’s fiery gaze with an icy one of your own. You were going to protect your home.  

With a yell, you form flurries of snow, whipping around your form as you channel your strength to change the form of your flurry, snow turning to water, water turning to sharp daggers of pure ice.  

Zuko scowls, setting his hands ablaze and you run at each other, fire meeting ice.  

Time slows down, as the intensity of your elements picks up, until all you could hear was the steady thump – thump – thump – of your heart, and the roar of crystalline knives swirling around you. 

Flames lick the side of your leg, wincing as the raw burn of the fire sears through your skin in white-hot pain. Razor sharp icy shards cut into Zuko’s skin, finding chinks in his armor, piercing his flesh and drawing blood. 

The snow beneath the both of you was dotted red now, both of you staring at each other, panting heavily.  

“You really shouldn’t be here.” you repeat again, but this time, it was barely a whisper, swallowing down tears as the cold wind of the Northern Water Tribe stung your gaping wounds. 

Zuko growls, grunting in pain as he pulls a shard of ice out of his skin.“I don’t take orders from a little waterbender” he spat, venom dripping from his words. 

You reciprocate with a snide comment of your own. “This ‘little waterbender’ just sunk 5 icicles into your skin.” 

Zuko was just about ready to tear your head off, hands igniting with vermillion flames before you collapse, the burns along your thigh and calf were much more severe than either of you realized.  

You choke out a sob of pain but keep your control of the water left in your waterskin. You couldn’t die, not today, and not at the hands of the prince of the Fire Nation.  

Zuko’s heart throbs unexpectedly, the look on your face too familiar for comfort. The face of someone who worked so desperately hard, only for all that effort to go down the drain. But he didn’t care for you. He couldn’t- couldn’t grow attachment to a non-threatening waterbender. Yet you sat there on the snow, dotted with blood, with that raw look in your eyes. His flames extinguished, without him meaning to.  

You flinched as he threw his swords down frustrated, impaling themselves into the nearby snow mound, standing straight up. 

He stomps over to you, and you frantically move back, but your leg flares up in pain again, and you yelp, hissing in pain.

“Stop moving, you’ll make it worse.” he says, glaring at you, but not as intensely as he had before.  

You want to scream, kick him, punch him, anything, but your body betrays you as he sweeps you up into his arms, carrying you to the nearest place he can find, where he can keep you safe. You feel his strong arms hook under your knees and under your back, holding you securely to his firm chest. Even through his armor, he radiates warmth, a gentle heat, unlike the flames he threw at you merely minutes ago.  

He hates this, with every fiber in my being, his voice screaming at him to drop you and burn your frail body to a crisp, vengeance for the blood dripping from his own body, but he keeps moving, step after painstaking step. 

You try to stay awake, you really do, yet channeling so much energy from your battle, the numb throb in your lower leg, and the comforting heat radiating off the fire prince who refuses to look at you, you slip into unconsciousness.  

Zuko feels a weight press against his chest, and he huffs, honey-colored eyes catching onto the details of your face, the curve of your nose, the apples of your cheeks, the slight pout of your lips as you nuzzle into his armor unintentionally, how pretty you were when you were at peace. 

He stops himself there, reprimanding himself for thinking such things. He can’t have feelings for the enemy. 

And yet, even as he and his troops head home, battle wearing and dejected from the loss of a major battle, Zuko can’t help but think about his little waterbender.  

*** 

When you wake up, the kind woman tending to you tells you all about the mysterious and handsome man who carried your sleeping form across the entire Northern Water Tribe because he didn’t know where the healing center was.  

[bunnis-monsters]

As an request: I absolutely love vampires, I adore them to no end 🤍 And most of the time, they're depicted as very controlled and in charge in a lot of literature pieces.

So if you don't mind: I need a needy ass vampire. Desperate, submissive, absolutely eager, no dignity in sight.

here’s my ko-fi if you’re feeling generous~

Your vampire lover had always been seen as regal, a creature of the night that could kill you within an instant. He was feared and respected, not a single person would dare try and get on his bad side.

But he couldn’t be any more different when he was with you.

“Darling…”

He was currently pouting, his face buried in your midsection. Today had been busy for you, meaning he hadn’t received the attention he so desperately craved.

“You’re such a baby…”

Though you complained, he could tell your tone eas affectionate. This made him almost purr, his eyes peering up at you as you played with his hair.

“Mmph… I just love you… and you’re so mean to me.”

You raised an eyebrow, grabbing him by his chin. “Mean to you?”

He whined, poking out his bottom lip in a pout. “You left me all alone today… had to hump your pillow…”

You sighed, gently caressing the side of his face. “My dumb boy can’t even get off by himself, can he?”

He let out a shuddering moan as your foot touched his inner thigh, his cock already hard. Your lover was just so sensitive and pathetic, and you found it cute.

“Hmm? Getting hard just from that?”

The vampire reached out and cling to your leg, panting as he moved his hips. His clothed cock rubbed against your foot as he blubbered out little pleas.

“P-Please… touch me, let m-me cum inside… missed you so much…”

You cooed at him, letting your lover hump your leg like a needy dog. “Mmm… I’ll think about it. Cum on my good first.”

He pouted yet again, his chin resting on your knee, but he obeyed. It didn’t take long for him to cum in his pants, hips still rutting against your foot as he came down from his high.

“Aww… look at that, such a good boy…”

He parked up at that, instantly standing and pressing against you. “I was good… please…”

He buried his face in your neck, fangs brushing against you as he begged for your pussy, no dignity in sight.

You pushed him onto the bed, looking down at his flushed face and hazy eyes as your plump hips hovered over his cock.

“What do you want, baby?”

He panted, his hips trying to buck upwards to try and push into your fat pussy. “N-need you… need to be inside of you…”

You smiled, slowly lowering yourself onto his cock. The vampire groaned, his fingers digging into the soft fat on your hips.

You let him guide you for a bit, lifting you up and down his cock, but quickly took back control and sped up, making him cry out and whimper.

Even after he came inside you, your hips didn’t stop moving.

“T-too much!”

He blubbered, tears running down your cheeks as your hips slammed into his.

“Shh, shh, baby. You can cum one more time, can’t you? Don’t you want me to cum too?”

He whined, but his cock twitched inside of you eagerly. He just loved when you used his cock as your own personal dildo.

Finally, he felt your gummy walls clench around him, and he came for one last time. His cum spurted out into your womb, thick and warm inside of you.

He was pouty afterwards, but you let him drink from you as a form of aftercare. Your lover was just so clingy, after all, and needed to be as close as possible to you after sex.

And what was closer than drinking your blood while his cock stayed warm inside of your fat cunt?

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[littlepuppers]

A thought to add to that fantasy:

The owners end up having to go on a trip again a month or two later, and seeing as you did such a good job last time, they ask if you can watch him again for two weeks. Even though you really don't want to, they pay really well and you could really use the money, so you end up in their living room as they hand you the keys and head off on their trip, his snout pushing between your thighs before their even out of the driveway...

mmmm yesss i mean unfortunately i need the money and they pay so much bc he’s a big dog and eats a lottt so i have to keep dog sitting him.

as we’re in the driveway, i push his snout away from me and walk inside. i pour food in his bowl and get myself a snack. i remember not to bend over or lean down too much bc of what happened last time. and i wore that stupid skirt again. why?? because i have to be presentable for the owners, they know my parents and will report back or get someone else if i seem like i’m a slacker. anyway, i literally can’t ignore the fact that his huge dick is just out bruh like have some courtesy.

i’m there for a couple hours watching movies and chilling on the couch while he’s on the floor. I fall asleep to the peaceful sound of gunshots from an action movie.

OW WHAT THE FUCK. i wake up in a panicked state feeling claws scraping my thighs. i look down and this damn fuckin dog has his head under my skirt and is nuzzling my pussy rn, licking it way too harshly. wondered why i had such an intense wet dream. ewww disgusting i push his head away but he’s not budging, he muzzles deeper and is tongue goes inside me. it goes in wayyy too easily bc im fucking soaked. WTF buddy get out please..i feel his huge tongue lapping at my walls and my legs start shaking. fuck i’m like about to cum in a dogs mouth this is so sick. my thighs start tightening around his head, then he stops.

dude. what. there’s no way this dog just edged me. fuck off.

he gets up to leave but then bites onto my skirt and drags it up all the way to my face. i playfully bite onto it, taking it from him and giggle. but all of a sudden his paws pin down both of my arms and i realize what position we’re in. oh my god no no no no no NO.

his hips go down and he starts bucking them trying to find my parts. so gross please don’t, not again. i squirm trying to dodge his scary MASSIVE doggy cock. he then lays his upper body down on me, putting all his weight on and pushes harshly into me. FUCK. god what the fuck. he ruts into me in and out so fast and hard, it hurts. i think his cock is getting bigger…oh shit. noooooo no no. please don’t. i try to push his paws off my arms and he snaps at my face, i flinch away and tears start running. he licks them off my face while still pounding me. the squelching sound and my whimpers fill the room it sounds so fucking inappropriate. i feel his knot trying to get in “NO BUD GET OFF!” he pops it in and finally stops thrusting. the feeling is overwhelming and i cum immediately as it goes in. buddy whines and barks in my face. i feel his liquid flood me. fucking disgusting. im still sniffling from earlier but i take deep breathes while his knot goes down. he continues to lick my face till im ok. that’s kinda nice. but not nice bc he knotted me without permission. “no treats later buddy” i say and then he starts shifting his hips, i gasp as he slips it out of me. i hear the liquid drip onto the floor and feel it gush out of me. sweaty and panting, im still laid out on the couch, legs spread, and there’s a disgusting doggy cum mess all over my pussy.

fuck…i look down and see it left his huge puddle on the couch. great, now i have to clean it all up. i get up carefully and start walking when my legs give out. i collapse on the floor, my legs are too shaky to walk. buddy walks over to me and is sniffing me, especially down there. he whines. i think he feels bad and wants to clean me up. i slowly and carefully spread my legs and he puts his head down, licking up my thighs and on my pussy. fuck it’s sore and feels really overstimulated, but um, kinda good ig. his head comes up and he licks my face, spreading his cum on me GROSS. i push him away and he trots away, growing another hard on. i roll my eyes, glad that didn’t go anywhere. i get up, less shaky now, and go to get the cleaning stuff.

i clean up the mess and forgot about his cum, now crusted, on my cheek. gross. i wash it off and sit back on the couch, exhausted even more now. i refuse to sleep near him again. what a gross horny dog. what is his deal seriously. he lays on the ground near me and stares at me, panting, his red cock out on the ground as well. god, can’t believe i have three more days of bullshit.

IM SO WET WRITING THIS

[strnzzvsp]

passenger princess

paring: dom!matt x sub!reader

warnings: car sex, semi public(?), oral (m receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (put ur weenie back in the package bruda), breeding kink, p in v, daddy kink, face fuckin and probably more

a/n: this is inspired by ‘passenger princess’ by nessa barrett! it’s an AMAZING song like go listen to it rn.

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you slowly stepped into matt’s van, sitting pretty on his famous leather seats.

“hi baby!” you greeted matt excitedly. he let out a small chuckle and replied with “hi y/n, why are you so excited. hm??”

there were flashing lights everywhere, someone must’ve been having a party. he put his hand on the side of ur seat and looked behind him as he started to reverse out of the driveway onto the highway, you paused for a moment, why are you excited again? oh yeah.. sin city… “cause you and chris are taking me to powerslap with yall! speaking of that.. where is chris?” you asked, “he’s coming tomorrow baby. he had a meeting about fresh love today.”

you replied to matt with a small hum when he said that and shifted in your seat. matt put his hand on your thigh, rubbing up and down. you shivered and tried to ignore the current heat that was building between your legs,

“what’s the matter ‘love?” he asked gently, only making you wetter. “n-nothing!” you replied with a smile and shifted again. god how much you wanted him to touch you under streetlights. you looked over and noticed a tent in his pants. you tilted ur head with a grin. “what’s that?” you asked with a giggle, matt looked down and turned red. he closed his legs, hoping it would become less noticeable. and less painful. “no, baby let me help.” you whined out, matt’s eyes widened and he swerved off the road. about killing yall in the process. (that’s a joke)

“fucking hell, y/n. your mean. you know that?” he asked, well.. more so said. “aww yeah i’m so big and bad, aren’t i?” you teased the boy infront of you.

you started to undo his pants. watching the way his cock sprung up in the boxers once his jeans came off. “and what’s got you so worked up, hm?” you asked as you took his boxers off. he hissed when when the cold air hit his cock. you slowly took him into your hand then pumped up and down. “shit baby.. it’s that d-damn top.. it just..” he let out a groan and closed his eyes. you were wearing a skin tight dark red sweater that cut off midbelly button, it hugged your curves in all the right places and honestly made your tits look bigger than they were. (outfit here), you ran your thumb over matt’s sensitive tip, he bucked his hips up and gripped at your hair. “cmon baby.. don’t tease me. suck me off, yeah?” you immediately did what he asked. you bent over the middle console, arching your back just to tease him. you took the tip in your mouth and ran your tongue around him. matt pushed your head all the way down. letting out a guttural groan when you gagged. “yeah, that’s it.. gag on my cock baby. doing s-so good.” he breathed out. his free hand traveled down to your ass, he slapped it then grabbed the cheek he slapped and kneaded the skin. you tried to lift your head to moan but matt kept you held down with his other hand. he started to thrust his hips into your mouth, he threw his head back and closed his eyes tightly as he fucked your face. tears running down your face as you tried not to gag, it was a beautiful sight. “fuck baby that’s it.. i’m so close.. oh fuck!” he yelled out, pouring his seed down your throat. he removed his hand from your head and sighed. “clean me up baby.” he demanded. you started to lick all the excess cum off his cock. you slowly sat up to spit it out but matt quickly shut that idea down. “swallow it or i’m not touching you.” you haven’t swallowed anything faster in your life, you let out a gag and looked at him. you stuck your tongue out, showing him you swallow it all. “good girl.” he praised, “now, do you wanna get fucked or be fingered? you can only have one, i don’t want a greedy whore for a girlfriend. do you wanna be something i don’t want?” he asked. “n-no i don’t..” he wrapped his fingers around your neck and applied just enough pressure to make your breath hitch. loving the new found pleasure of his cold rings on your neck. “so?” he questioned. “f-fucked. i wanna be fucked please daddy..”

he let out a chuckled and nodded “daddy? oh that one’s new baby.” he took a deep breath before pulling you on his lap “your gonna ride me without any help today babygirl. that okay?” you gulped and nodded. you slowly slipped off your jeans and panties. you hovered above his tip but failed to get it in each time. you let out a frustrated cry and put your head on his chest. letting out small needy sobs. he rolled his eyes and held you up, sliding into you. “so fucking stupid. making me do everything myself even when i said i wasn’t gonna.” he mumbled under his breath you let out another sob mixed with a moan before wiping your tears and slowly moving up and down. he put his hands behind his head as he watched you struggle. “your doing so good baby. that’s it..” he praised. you let out a desperate moan as you struggled to chase your high. unable to make him reach the spots he usually does. “m-matt.. please..” you begged, “hm? what was that baby? who’s matt?” he asked with a grin. “daddy! please daddy i’m sorry i just c-“ you cut yourself off with a scream like moan as he started thrusting his hips up at an unbelievable speed. “oh fuck.. so fucking tight.” he breathed out, gripping ur hips. “this pussy is all mine, isn’t it? all fuckin mine..” he groaned as your walls squeezed his member. he reached down and started to play with ur clit. you gasped and threw your head back. gripping at matt’s shirt. “matt im so close! please don’t stop im gonna cum!” you whined out. the brunette didn’t stop. instead he sped up “oh fuck i’m gonna breed this pussy. you want that? you want my baby deep inside your womb, don’t you baby?” you snapped at his words, releasing all over his cock with a scream, he looked down as a white ring formed around his base “that’s it.. such a pretty little slut, getting off just by the idea of my baby inside her.” he panted out, his thrust started to become sloppier. indicating his release, he let out a whimper like groan and came inside you. yall sat there in silence, catching y’all’s breath before busting out in laughter. “jesus matt! that was not you!” you stated with a laugh. slowly sliding off him. y’all’s mixed cum spilling out of you. matt pushed it back in with his fingers then put your panties on. you gasped and slowly got back in the passenger seat. matt licked his fingers and grinned. “can’t let any go to waste, can we?” you rolled your eyes and grabbed a random shirt out the back to wipe off, once you were back on the road matt slowly put his hands inside your panties since you didn’t put your pants back on. he slid two fingers inside you and you gasped, looking at him.

“gotta treat you right baby, you are my passenger princess after all.”

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a/n: oh. my. god. this took me like 2 hours dude and i don’t even like it, anyway i might be making a part two of snap out of it, or not. i guess we’ll see🤷‍♀️

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[freakassfemme]

Can we have Abby taking care of needy reader after a long day of work 🙂‍↕️she just wants her brain to the off

LMFAO yeah ofc I can <3 this is literally the easiest request in my inbox rn, im glad we're all coping this way

manhandle/after work with abby [drabble] ₊ ⊹ ೀ

You weren't a stranger to this, really. It was easiest to split your thoughts in two like this, to let the tension go from your shoulders and focus on something different, something more tangible and pleasant that gave your brain that immediate satisfaction that it so desperately craved.

"Fuck, baby, look at you --"

Abby's voice purred through her otherwise silent stadium dorm, her hands tangled in your hair and coaxing out the sweetest little praises in return.

You kneeled before where she sat on the edge of her bed, one of her legs viciously bouncing as she tried to keep her cool. Your mouth worked itself over her strap, hands grasping at her thighs, her hips, the base of the toy, anything you could find to satiate your needs. Every hit to the back of your throat, spurred on by the desperate bucks of her hips, made you moan and whine in ecstasy. She pulled your hair up, forcing you to maintain that piercing eye contact with her.

Breathe. Holy shit, you need to breathe. Fuck, she's pretty.

Your head was almost entirely blank at this point, just focused on maintaining your god damn consciousness while Abby's hips abused your straining throat. Every grunt she pulled from you made her groan, say something even dirtier than before that had you squirming below her and making more obscene sounds.

"Shit, you like that, huh?" She asked. Abby was panting, so out of breath just from the sight of you, so eager to please and to be pleased, that she couldn't help but smirk at each of your little reactions. It was easy for her, to make you feel like it was your first time with her all over again, to pull that enthusiasm and desire from you after all these years like it was nothing.

"You like when I make you take it, baby?" She groaned around the words. She held your head in place, bucking into your mouth while you whined and failed at nodding around the silicone, spit dripping down the corners of your mouth and on to your thighs. You hummed instead, your lips curling into a shy smile around her strap.

Yeah, she couldn't handle that.

Abby pulled away, ripping herself from your mouth in a way that left your throat even more raw, yet you still whined, already hungry for its return.

"Shh, shh, I know," she purred, scooping you up into her arms and spreading you out on to the bed, ass up. "I know you need it sweetheart. 'M gonna give it to you, I promise, sweet girl."

And god, the way she manhandled you -- picked you up so effortlessly, had no issue getting you just how she wanted you even when your legs were like jelly, it made you melt. She didn't make you do anything in return except open up and accept what she offered. Not when you were like this, when you had come home in near tears, unable to stop the words that practically vomited out of your mouth about the shitty fucking day you had.

Abby made it so easy for your racing mind to go still, guiding you through it with gentle touches, just gave you exactly what you needed and filled anything you'd let her. It was so easy to be stupid for her, to nod and babble when she pulled your hips up with one hand, running her thumb on her other hand over your needy and warm slit, laughing softly at the way it clenched around nothing, just as desperate for her as the rest of you was.

Breathe, breathe breathe breathebreathebr--

Your thoughts were fucking shredded into emptiness as Abby bottomed out in one fell swoop, pushing into you with a groan that had you convinced she could feel how tight your unprepared cunt was around her. A guttural moan ripped from your throat and echoed into the mattress, and your hand flew back, searching for hers.

And Abby knew you so well, hers was already waiting, catching your wrist and interlacing your delicate fingers in her calloused ones.

"That's my girl," she whispered, watching your back relax and arch against the bed, falling limply into her hand. She rolled her hips against yours experimentally, swearing at the responsive whine you pushed out. Her hips moved on their own, syncing into a familiar pattern that had your toes curling and head dizzy in no time.

"I've got you, I've got you, baby," she chanted as broken, babbled cries fell from your lips. Her other hand came around to cradle your jaw, pulling you up so she could kiss the side of your cheek, behind your ear, down your neck as she thrusted into you.

"Just let me do it for you, baby. I've got you."

[rocketqueen1989x]

i want him back

[mysticmoosenger]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝕗****𝕕 𝕦𝕡 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭…

synopsis: deciding to ask choso to switch roles!

themes: sub!choso, dom!reader, orgasm denial, edging, nicknames, begging, reader is evil, choso is just a little guy

characters: choso <3 love my boy and hate gege

a/n: hi very happy to be back, excited to write more. everything i’ve written previously is deleted from my page bc i want to start fresh haha. college is destroying my hopes and dreams rn. also, i didnt proofread this like at all and its 4am, so just like, ignore my fuck ups please ily

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choso! ur a super freak!

He wont show it, but he is already cumming at the thought of it. He is 110% a switch, but has been taking the dominant role since you seemed so sweet and eager to let him use you to do whatever he pleased.

“baby, I dont know how you feel about it and maybe it’s weird for me to say but… do you mind if I take the lead a little?”

That caught him off guard. Like totally off guard. As he was taking off your shirt his hands froze and his assault on your neck paused, He blinked a few times and asked to make sure thats really what he heard, “…you mean like, you want to be dominant?”

You shyly nod and continue to run your hands through the hair at the nape of his neck, his signature buns starting to unravel, somehow making him even hotter. God, you wanted to eat him alive.

After a few more seconds of processing, he quietly responds, “…yes love”

You feel him slowly kiss the marks he left you on your collarbone, his hands now gently reaching to remove your shirt. As he goes to lift it over your head, he moves back to allow you some space to wriggle the tight material past your shoulders. You catch a glimpse of his face right as he backs up, his face a bright red and his eyes looking glossy, he looks perfectly pitiful. Wow… you never realized how badly you have wanted to do this.

You manage to free yourself from your constricting top, taking off your bra as well. Choso watches you, his eyes following your every move, scanning your body. It’s obvious how down bad this poor boy is for you. You had never expected him to be this eager about switching roles.

The upper half of your clothing now gone, the red LED lights around the border of Choso’s room making your skin look flawless and irresistible. You swear you can see the poor boy drooling over you, waiting for you to order him around, use him, and make him a sobbing mess. He’s sitting in front of you on the bed, his hands tentatively resting on your thighs, staring at you with those sleepy dark eyes. He still had a bit of eyeliner on from earlier in the day, now starting to smudge and give him adorable tear stains. “okay cho… please strip for me baby”, you coo, wanting to mark up that broad muscular chest of his.

He slips his black compression tee over his head in one fluid motion, exposing his perfect abs and those sexy tattoos trailing down them leading to his hips. He stops and begins to run his hands from your waist to your tits, awaiting more instruction, already beet red and breathing fast. His heart is beating so fast that it starts to make him dizzy with lust. “I said strip cho. everything. be a good boy for me okay?”

You have never seen your man this worked up in the entirety of your relationship before. He moves at what seems like lightening speed, tearing off his pants, looking at you for approval as you nod for him to take off his boxers too. His dick springs out with possibly the hardest and angriest boner you’ve ever seen. You motion with your head for him to lay down, crawling on top of him and hovering your clothed pussy over his dripping dick. His eyes begging you to fuck him, he begins to snake his hands around your hips, trying to get you to at least touch him. “no cho, hands up by the headboard.” you say, pulling his wrists together and pinning them above his head. “if you move them I’m not letting you cum today.”

Choso nods immediately, knowing that he’d rather die than not be allowed to finish tonight. You make eye contact and slowly dip down to meet his lips with yours, your hand sliding down his arm from his wrists, gently caressing his muscular tattooed biceps. “you belong to me, got it cho?” you purr against his lips. He lets out an erotic whimper in response, which honestly takes both of you by surprise. You pause and let it replay in your head a few times before saying, “I’m totally breaking you tonight. how did I never know you had such a cute little submissive side?”

You move your hand to gently squeeze his throat and rejoin his lips, tongue grazing gently along his lips, his occasionally meeting yours. And while Choso has a submissive side, he’s still freaky. As you move to pull away, he nips at your bottom lip, making you moan in response, “god I love you.”

You begin to move down his body, leaving little nips and kisses on the way to his beautiful abs. You glance up at his flustered face as you start to fill the gaps between his tattoos with little hickies to mark your territory. “no one else is allowed to see you like this, alright cho? mmmm fuck, no one..” you moan against his skin. You love the idea of your love bites being shown off in his weekly gym pictures.

Choso is squirming, overwhelmed at the sensation of you kissing by his v-line. “..mmm pl-please y/n… ohmygo-d yes pleaseee…” he rambles, his eyes squeezing shut and his eyeliner now officially all over his cheeks, complimenting the long tattoo over the center of his nose. His hair has almost completely fallen out of his buns, now tangled and fanned out around his face. He really does look angelic. And pitiful. You just want to ruin him.

“please what baby? please stop? its too much and i should stop?” you tease as you reduce your love bites to feathered kisses, barely touching his skin. “n-nooo please no i w-want mmore~ please baby y/n p-pleas- oh my go- god fuck!” he begs, his mouth agape and his hips writhing to try to get any pressure remotely to his dick.

You decide that since he has been so good (and you just want to make him a whimpering mess) he deserves a little treat. Your lips ghost down his thigh and to his balls, placing a gentle kiss to them. You quickly suck on your fingers to give them some lube while making sure Choso has a good view, and begin to stroke his shaft. With the way Choso is moaning, you speed up your movements, twirling your fingers over his angry, dripping tip and the end of every motion. Your other arm wraps around one of his thighs, doing your best to pin him in place. His hand slid down sneakily to rest atop your head, lacing his fingers through your hair. Your tongue found a sweet spot towards the base of his balls, eliciting a loud “FUCK oh my- fuck y-yes y/n there!” You continue stroking him and swirling your tongue against his sensitive spots until he is shaking, his hips desperately attempting to buck upwards. Right as he is about to finish, you remove your hands and sit back, away from his cock.

You smile, taking in the gorgeous sight before you. Choso is breathing in loud pants, whimpering and shaking from the abrupt stop of the stimulation. His eyes are teary, his makeup smeared, and his lips are glossy from your kisses. Trailing down, there is a line of love bites leading to his tattoos. His lower abdomen is drenched in slick precum. “baby please p-please keep going~” he begs in between pants.

You giggle slightly sadistically and gently run your fingertips around his v-line and base of his dick. Moving your head up, you give him a sloppy kiss, again inciting cute whimpers from his throat. “cho love, you remember what I said earlier about your hands? Dont think I didnt notice baby…”

Choso lets out a loud moan in protest, begging you for a second chance.

Luckily for him…. the clock just hit midnight.

ending a/n: thank u for reading!! please send in requests my asks are open! or just talk to me!! love u guys and im so excited to be back! :)

[truetogaia]

im feeding yall so good rn PUTTIN IN THE WORK

pairing: dilf!jake sully x fem!na'vi!reader

genre: smut, 18+

warnings: virginity loss bc im nasty, p in v, a lot of dirty talk, hand job, oral (m recieving), EXPLICIT AND MATURE THEMES, daddy kink hihiihih, a lot of depictions, tsaheylu.

notes: couldn't get over my dilf!Jake brain rot so here we are. Daddy Jake walking his innocent, virgin mate through sex

Word count: ab 800!!

Jake carefully guided you to sit in front of him, between his brawny thighs. It was your first time, and he was gonna make sure to teach you everything he knew. “There you go” your gaze followed his big hands as he lazily undid his, seemingly tight, loincloth. You looked up at him with your pretty doe eyes, looking like a deer in headlights.

“It’s okay, baby. We’ll take it nice and slow, yeah?” You nodded, hesitantly placing your soft hands on his thighs. His cock was rock hard, and huge. Being as inexperienced as you were, your mind raced to try and understand how it would fit. 

Jake couldn’t handle the innocent, confused look on your face, only fueling his lust for you. He palmed his growing erection, quickly catching your scattered attention. Your hands nervously reached out to him, gently grabbing his hard length. A dry chuckle erupted from deep in his chest as your soft palms started working up and down his shaft, and with some guidance from the older male, you soon got the hang of it.

“Wanna try using your mouth, hm?” His raspy voice sent a shiver up your spine, heat pooling between your soft thighs. You nodded slowly, letting him guide his fat tip to rest against your plush lips. Jake groaned loudly as your wet, hot mouth enveloped his aching cock, resting his large hands on your head.  

“That’s right… such a good girl..hmn- takin' daddy’s cock like this.” You felt around for something to grab, something to hold on to as Jake’s bulbous tip abused the back of your tight throat. His gentle hums and moans of approval reached your ears as you gagged on his girth, not yet managing to fit the whole thing in your mouth. “Atta girl..” His lidded eyes scanned your face, relishing in the fact that you struggled to take all of him. You were drooling, eyes fighting the hot tears threatening to spill over.

Jake pulled out with a grunt, not wanting his release to go to waste. The rough of his palm caressed your jaw, gently grabbing it to shift your gaze to him. “Y’ready?” You answered with a simple yes. 

His golden eyes searched for any kind of uncertainty in yours, and when he came out empty handed, he laid you down on your back. “Daddy’s gonna teach you everything he knows, would you like that, sweetheart?” you nodded meekly, feeling his digits run over your soaked folds. A quiet moan escaped you as Jake lightly rubbed your clit. Though he had taken his sweet time preparing you earlier, edging you and making you cum so many times that you lost count, your cunt was still begging for another release. 

“Still so wet. You filthy girl.” he cooed, teasingly running his tip through your folds. With a deep, satisfied sigh, he finally sunk into you, reveling in the way your velvet walls sucked him in. Your cunt was drenched in arousal, making it easy for him to enter you in one swift motion.

He let you adjust to the new sensation, and his ridiculous size. It felt odd, to say the least, but amazing. His cock stretched you out so good, stuffing your needy cunt deliciously. He was quick to set an easy pace when you gave the green light. His movements languid and sensual as he fucked into you slowly. 

It took a while to fully adjust to his size. The pain soon subsided and transformed into immense pleasure as the head of his cock prodded repeatedly at your g-spot. Your walls molded themselves after the shape of his cock, after every vein and curve that adorned it.

Your soft mewls and moans only spurred Jake on, tempting him to thrust harder, but he knew better. Instead, he brought his hand to rest between your plush thighs, digits rubbing over your puffy clit in sync with his affectionate thrusts.

“That’s my girl. Damn you’re tight, sweetheart.” Your cunt was squeezing him tightly as he rolled his hips into yours, and he couldn’t get enough. Couldn’t get enough of the sensation of your younger, soft skin under his rough hands, couldn’t get enough of the fact that you wanted him to be your first. His thoughts were interrupted when your hands came up to carefully grab hold of his thick braid, pulling it over his brawny shoulder. His heartbeat increased by a thousand when you connected the tendrils of your kuru with his, pupils dilating as the unfamiliar, soothing feeling coursed through the both of you. 

The connection was enough to tip you both over the edge. Jake’s hot release painted your velvet insides white while your pussy spasmed, milking him raw. You came hard, body jolting as Jake halted his sloppy thrusts. He chuckled, plopping down to lay by your side. You finally came to your senses when Jake pulled you into his chest, face growing a shade darker as you realized what you had done.

“It was that good, eh?”

[themultifanshipper]

oscar piastri needs to be fucked untill he cries and if it were up to him, it'd preferably be by his teammate <3

I daydream about Oscar getting fucked every day...

I'm on my period rn and this ask sent my ovaries into overdrive... thank you anon <3

I just think he'd look so angelic with tears running down his face while somebody (mostly Lando) pounds into him from below.

Oscar riding a dick is genuinely one of the hottest things I can imagine and my brain is melting just thinking about it.

But as athletic as he is his thighs would start to burn eventually and he'd lie down and just take it.

Oscar getting overstimulated while getting pounded into the mattress and even after coming once, the assault on his prostate never stops and he's milked for all he's worth, eventually coming dry.

Oscar crying because it's too much but he won't let go, clinging on for dear life as he goes limp and just takes and takes and takes like a good boy.

Oscar being needy and asking to be bent over the nearest surface to be used and treated like a slut because that's what he needs some days. Other days he'll try to be bratty and resist but the result is the same: he ends up on his knees begging, crying to be filled up.

Oscar's at his most beautiful in this state, jaw hanging open, tongue rolled out of his mouth, drool running down his chin and tears running down his cheeks.

Cock drunk Oscar, what a sight to behold. Eyes rolling back into his skull, back arched, as he sucks on a couple of fingers shoved in his mouth to quiet his moans. He's 100% a babbler. Nonsense spilling out of his mouth the longer he's kept on edge.

Oscar being the noisiest bottom on earth. The Mclaren employees have definitely heard what he sounds like when he whines, loud and clear behind closed doors (the walls are thin at the MTC) and he doesn't care, doesn't even realise how loud he is.

How could he when he's being fucked so good he can't even think straight?

[daenysx]

I have one !! One for the road with my lovie james potter <333 im on my period rn and i just know he'd be the best !!! I need a hug from him !!!

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thank you for requesting lovely, i hope you feel better soon! ♡

james potter x fem!reader, fluff

"is it too cold in here?" you ask, discomfort drips from your voice.

james shakes his head, it really is not. you frown, bury your face back to your pillow. a groan comes out and james puts a hand on your lower back.

"i can get you another blanket but that'll be too hot, sweetheart." he whispers. he rubs gently on your skin. "what about a cup of tea?"

you can't help your tears. you feel everything too deeply, a normal thing for the second day of your period. you can't feel your legs, your bones act like they are made of porcelain, and you can sense another cramp in your belly.

"baby." james leans in closer to dry your tears. "can i do anything to help? you're breaking my heart, don't cry."

"it hurts too much, jamie."

james coos, he pushes your hair back to see your face. "are you okay to cuddle?" he asks.

you nod. "but i need to go to the bathroom first."

he helps you walk to the bathroom because your legs feel numb. when you're securely inside, james goes back to the bedroom to fix the wrinkled sheets and blankets a little bit. he isn't sure if you want tea now but he can quickly make it if you ask him to. he tries to get some air into the room by opening the window.

you wash your face before coming out of the bathroom. james closes the window when he hears the water running, 5 minutes of fresh air is better than nothing.

"can we have some tea?" you ask, feeling a bit better.

james gives you a long kiss on your forehead. "of course we can." he says, huge hands cupping your cheeks. "i'll be right back, sweetheart, go get under your blankets."

you nod, do as he says. you sit with your back leaned to the headboard, you spend some time on your phone until james returns. he comes back with two cups of steaming hot tea, puts them on the nightstand before he sits next to you.

you hold james's hand, he massages your palm with his thumb. your other hand goes on your lower belly, your mixed emotions curl up in a ball deep in your chest.

"jamie?"

james looks at you. you have an exhausted look on your face, physically and mentally worn out. he wants to make the pain disappear. he wants you to tell him everything he can do to make you feel better. he wants to call his mom and ask her for advice. he just wants to know things about how to get through these a few days every month because seeing you like this, without your usual energy and smiles wreck him into pieces.

"cuddles?" you ask.

james pulls you to his lap gently, your legs are on either side of him. he's able to rub your entire back now, and it's great. you put your head on his chest, his body becomes a huge pillow.

"why do you look so sad?" you ask with a quiet voice, pressed to his chest.

"because you look sad, angel." he replies. "i know this is all normal but i hate seeing you so tired and upset."

you play with his fingers. "i'll be okay."

"hmm." he kisses your hair. "you'll be okay."

you settle down, james keeps rubbing your back until your tea gets a little drinkable. he holds you close the entire time, his palms cover your lower back and thighs. he presses gently, only enough to relieve the numbness.

you fall asleep before finishing your tea. james forgets his own cup, he's too focused on you. he kisses your hair many times, holds your hand when a cramp hits you badly. he can see that you feel better though. it was a difficult morning but he thinks he can at least show how he's with you through everything, and maybe that will help.

[zhonglisbeloved]

wheres the ayato smut im eating my own hand rn

CLAN HEAD AYATO & HIS FAVOURITE MAID <3

I didn't realise how much you all liked that idea? (crying rn). I'm not really satisfied with this but it's been a while since I've written something this long :') @komelrebi-san hi my love Kamisato Ayato x fem! reader (his pov?) WARNINGS: NSFW, mentions of marking, tummy bulge

the day was finally here, the announcement of the young Kamisato Ayato taking over as the head of the Kamisato Clan. The blue haired bachelor shouldered many responsibilities now, most obligatory annoyances, and some just annoyances that would take time to subside; like the ladies from other clans oggling him and begging to be married to him. He had spent his entire celebratory feast swarmed by partner clans and such and being gawked at by the ladies, it was uncomfortable to say the least but all these feelings of unease vanished when his eyes landed on the newly appointed maid, (name). oh she was beautiful, gorgeous, so innocent yet so otherworldly he swore he had fallen in love then and there. he wasn't someone who didn't have needs but he was also someone who hadn't had sex, he was a proper man, a reserved man. but seeing (name) had lit a fire in him, the next thing he knew he was asking the head maid to appoint her as his own personal maid. she was to only attend to him and no one else. of course as the head of the clan his word was valued and the changes were made immediately, after his shower that night he called for her. (name), I need your assistance, he told her as soon as she entered. the clan heads are given a special service by their personal maid on the day of their taking up the position his eyes roamed over her body, taking in the curves and the dips as he said so, watching her innocently nod. how can I fulfil my duties? she answered dutifully. he bit back a smirk and cleared his throat strip. his order was simple and direct, and (name), who had no idea that the so called "tradition" was made up, obeyed. she felt the heat rise to her cheeks as she nodded and stripped out of her clothes, standing bare before him and clenching her thighs in hopes of satiating the growing wetness. she was innocent yet not unknown to sexual desires. he practically eye fucked her as he took off his robe, exposing himself and his huge girthy cock that was hard and stood tall.

he pushed her to lay down on the bed and spread her legs, eagerly taking in her wet pussy, fuck you're so pretty (name) he groaned, his cock twitching as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips, another to the column of her throat, down the valley of her breasts, to her soft tummy and then finally, a lingering kiss to her swollen, needy clit. she whimpered softly, n-ngh master her whiney voice ringing in his ears as he felt himself get drunk off her essence and sweet smell.

he practically buried his face in her wet cunt, slurping and licking at her juices. he sucked on her clit and nibbled on it before thrusting his tongue in that tight hole, groaning against her pussy and sending waves of pleasure over her. she moaned and whimpered absolutely lost in the pleasure he gave her when he fucked her with his tongue and rubbed her clit with his thumb. s-sir- please- 's so good don't stop she begged as tears welled up in her eyes, how could anyone humanely eat her out so good that she was already seeing stars.

he made her cum on and in his face twice before sitting up and positioning himself between her legs, his cock head pressing against her clit as he slapped it on her pussy a few times before sliding it teasingly against her slit. p-please- put it in she begged, looking up at him with teary eyes and tears running down her cheeks as she spread her legs wider and spread her pussy lips using her two fingers master please 'm begging you- wan' your cock so bad I can't take it anymore a soft sob escaped those pretty glossy lips as she bucked her hips, trying to get him to enter that needy cunt while all he did was chuckle at her feeble attempts, slapping her cunt once. twice. thrice. patience is a virtue my dear he leaned down and purred in her ear, pressing a chaste kiss to the lobe before kissing her lips. he bit her lower lip and his tongue entered her wet cavern, claiming her mouth as his own.

he was mean. so mean, kissing her like he owned her, rubbing up against her, and groping her, marking her body with hickeys and love bites but not pushing his cock in her cunt. this went on for almost half an hour before his patience snapped, seeing her all marked up and begging him through soft sobs like a little bitch in heat. he growled lowly pushing his hard, throbbing cock in her cunt and moaning as her warm and tight walls enveloped his big cock. mnghp- so big master!! you'll split me in half he wasn't even half way in and she was already scratching his back complaining about how big he was. shh pretty, he cooed, you gotta take it okay? gonna be good f'me and fulfil your duties right? he whispered in a loving tone as he pushed in further until he was completely sheathed in her, the tip of cock kissing her cervix. y-yes master she whined, her tummy had a small bulge because of his cock. his eyes darkened and he was overtaken by a primal need to mark her with his cum as he saw the bulge. he pressed down on it and started moving; slow, deliberate thrusts at first which gradually became feral and uncontrolled as he drilled his cock into her sobbing pussy relentlessly.

his hands pinned hers above her head as he fucked her filthy, making out messily with her and marking her up more until she was screaming his name and cumming all over him again and again, overstimulated to heavenly extents. he came inside her again and again, marking her with his hot seed, filling her up and making a mess of her.

that night perhaps the entire Kamisato household learned that their reserved clan head was insatiable when he truly wanted something.

[sh1-n0bu]

Congrats!!! You're my new fav scara writer, anyways. I want to fuck scaramouche so hard he's mf SCREAMING, imagine he was being very naughty and needy in public acting like a lil bitch in heat, AND WE PUNISH HIM 😈😈😈

♡︎ 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙩 ♡︎

characters: sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

warnings: overstimulation, dacryphillia, degrading, praise, marking, creampie, rough sex, of course cock can be interpreted as a strap on

notes: this one was less kinkier than my other smuts but that doesn’t mean it’s gonna be soft👍

also woziehrjsbbzbxjsbbs IM UR NEW FAV SCARA WRITER😭😭 NOBODY TOUCH ME IM SOFT RN

poor little scaramouche, tasting the consequences of his own action yet still trying to run away from it. his small, pristine body trembling and twitching, dark love bites and teeth mark blemishing his perfect skin - but he didn’t mind.

he was so sensitive, even a small breath of air being blown into the crook of his neck would cause him to jolt and whimper like a useless whore. your precious whore.

trying to catch his breath and to get his bearings back, scaramouche laid there on the bed, all red and cum dripping from his hole and down his shaking thighs. that wasn’t good. your sweet boy can’t go wasting the cum you filled him up to the brim with!

“[NAM-]!!” suddenly feeling you start to move again, scaramouche tried to get away. whining and writhing under you, clawing at the sheets, choking on his own moans and screams of pleasure.

“we’re not done yet baby boy. it’s not over until i’m satisfied with filling you up and until you learn your lesson” scaramouche felt like his mind was gonna blank. he came way too times already to the point his cum is now nothing but a translucent color! you even fucked him raw, he can’t take it!

pinning his hands down to the bed and continuing to ram into his sloppy hole, creating more squishy, wet and filthy noises you leaned down to bite at the small juncture between his neck and shoulder.

“[name]! n-nO NO NOT THER-!! MFFGH GYAAAFH♡︎♡︎!!” silly little slut. cumming from just a single bite like that. but it’s okay. you’re a patient lover and you will be sure to teach scara his lesson.

rutting into the soft spot in him that makes him scream, your hand reached down between scaramouche’s shaking bite covered thighs, teasing the slit of his small cock.

“you sound so good precious. again. cum for me again” you demanded. jerking him off while fucking into his sweet spot causing scara to sob loudly with his pretty blue eyes rolled to the back of his skull. mouth hanging open with drool slipping down his chin, face so flushed to the point it even reached his shoulders and globs of fat tears rushing down his cheeks.

ah he was so pretty like this. so perfectly ruined and fucked stupid.

scaramouche sobbed out. whining about who knows what, words of “good — feelssh sho good♡︎♡︎“ slurring out of his mouth. soon his legs gave out from under him but you can't have him giving up now.

ruthlessly pulling his waist back up again, you held scaramouche’s waist, sure to leave a bruise with how hard you’re gripping the flesh, continuing to thrust into him.

scaramouche soon came over the sheets with a sudden loud wail, small hands clawing at the pillows, hips twitching, thighs shaking. he was just so cute like this♡︎. surely your darling whore can go a few more rounds?