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lizzy019 · 5 months ago

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𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝐵𝑜𝓎 🎉

Sub!Dallas Winston x Fem!Reader [Reader is only a year older than Dally]

cw -> fingering, blowjob, edging

Word Count -> 1K

I love this idea smmmm <33 We’re going right into the smut too!

It was daunting the way you were posed.

Breasts all shoved forward and nipples erect, a smirk plastered on your pretty lips as you confidently wore that almost nude lingerie. The colour complimented your skin so perfectly, he could feel himself drooling on himself.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re lookin’ so good. You’re so hot. What a great birthday gift.” Dally murmured, hands needily grasping your waist.

You couldn’t help but smile wide, a toothy grin being presented to him that had his toughened heart preening itself in glee. So his hands gently slid up to take off the lingerie bra, but you swatted his hand away in disbelief.

“Not yet, I have to treat you, yes? It’s your 18th birthday, you’re legal now.” You chuckled lowly, getting onto your knees in front of him and brushing a piece of your hair away from your face.

Your hand came to caress the bulge in his pants, using your palm to harden it further while using your fingers to stimulate his nerves. It had him shivering, jaw slack and eyes glazed with a haze of distraction.

You couldn’t have been more confident in your abilities, as your hand crawled up to the button of his jeans to undo it and let his erection spring free into the cool air of the room.

With tender care, you stroked his cock to pull the foreskin off of his pretty tip, watching a bead of precum form as you did so, watching it happen as a little vein pulsated in glee.

You gently began to stroke the hardened flesh up and down at a steady pace, watching as Dally began to whimper. His head was now thrown back, his spine curling inward from the ecstasy.

Your mouth suddenly attached itself to his cock, and it caused a loud whine to escape him. His fingers grasped your hair and pushed your head down onto his length, his body spasming in the feeling of congenial pleasure.

Soon enough, your pace had Dally climbing up the stairs of climax. Whimpers and whines flew from his lips, his hands fully pushing your head down onto his hard rod as he used your mouth like a fleshlight to find his pleasure.

“I- I’m cumming, sweetheart, oh fuck!” Dally moaned out, letting his seed explode into your mouth and warm your pleasant throat.

Swallowing the amount given to you and licking him clean, you rid yourself of the lingerie and chuckled as Dally’s expression went from tired to energy fuelled once more.

With huffing and panting, Dally’s hands came to hold your waist, guiding you to his lap as you straddled his legs.

“So, birthday boy, wanna do this yourself? Need any guidance?” Your voice oozed a strong amount of condescension, proving your lack of mercy in this moment.

Dally shook his head swiftly, eagerly stroking his sensitive cock back to erection so he could continue having his lovely moment with you. You were so pretty, his eyes couldn’t shift away from your pretty supple breasts hanging in front of his face.

A gentle finger was pressed to your labia, pushing open the walls as his finger acted as something to pleasure you. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped your lips, and your hips acted on their own as they moved up and down to please yourself on his digit.

“Ah.. curl your finger a bit, Dal- fuck! Yeah, like that!” You whined out into the room, hands gently grabbing his shoulders as you worked yourself on his finger.

His finger pressed that lovely little gooey spot inside of you that had every nerve in your body tremble, and as he kept doing it, the closer you got to the finale.

But Dally stopped you.

You nearly wailed at the sudden loss of his digit, but when you looked to see what he was doing, your eyes softened. He was using your arousal juice that was on his finger to lube up his tip, smiling softly when he saw your concern.

“Alright sweetheart, you ready for this? It’s our grand finale.” Dally hummed out, gently wrapping his arms around your hips and tugging you closer to him.

With a nod of your head and a soft inhale through your nose, you watched eagerly as he lined his cock up with your entrance, teasing your hole with his tip before plunging himself into you without a second thought. The motion had you both crying out in ecstasy.

Dally was moaning and writhing as you bounced yourself on his cock, taking him all too well as he struggled to hold onto his orgasmic release. You simply felt too good, he felt his control slowly slipping away from his grasp.

“Oh sweetheart.. you’re too tight. Gonna cum too fast, oh fuckin’ hell!” Dally whined out, hands digging harshly into your sides.

Little crescent shapes formed where his nails were penetrating, his hands trying to move you up and down faster as he chased that lovely release he so desperately wanted. He’d get on his knees and beg for this sort of pleasure if he had to.

Sure enough, just a few more desperate thrusts and your lovely tight cunny gripping him so good had him busting his nuts deep into your welcoming womb.

A thrust or two was conducted as a finale to push it all into your womb before Dally huffed and puffed while cuddling his cheek into your bare chest. Your hand lovingly entwined your fingers into his little waves, making him sigh happily.

“Happy birthday, Dally.” You hummed out finally, kissing his forehead as a soft smile grazed your pretty lips.

He smiled so softly that it was almost unnoticeable, but the kind gestures warmed his hardened heart.

“Thanks, sweetheart. We should clean off, yeah?”

So with a little nod of your head, you two were off to take a shower to seal the present you planned so perfectly for him altogether.

#the outsiders smut #x reader #dallas winston smut #dally winston x reader #dally winston #smut

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gyoobies · 2 years ago

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Touch Yourself For Me

Title: Touch Yourself For Me

Pairing: Mingyu x Fem Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Explicit content 18+, Minors DNI, masturbation, voyeurism, pretty tame honestly

Summary: A late night call while away on a business trip, turns your needy boyfriend into your own personal cam boy . (T_T) horrible summary but y'all will live.

This is just 1 piece of a Poly universe that lives in my head ( Y'all probably know that by now)

kind of proofed......kind of🤷🏾‍♀️

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It wasn't unusual for business trips to come up every now and then, separating at least one of you from the rest for a short time. This time the person away on business was you. Your day had been extremely busy, leaving you with only a few moments here and there to send messages or "out and about" photos to the group chat with your boyfriends.

It was late and the time difference between where you were currently and back home was more than enough to assure you that no one would be up at this hour, or so you thought.

"You're Online?"

You smiled as you typed a response, happy to see at least one of them was still awake.

"Yes, I finally have some down time. Why are you up so late?"

You weren't the least bit surprised to receive a video call instead of a message and quickly answered. You were more than happy to see Mingyu's smiling face on the screen.

"Where are you?" He asked as he tilted his head to one side.

"Oh, I'm out on the balcony of my room. The view is amazing. Here, let me show you."

You flipped your camera and gave him a look of the scenery.

"Wow, it's really nice. I see why you're just hanging around there."

"Yea it is. Why are you still awake?"

"Honestly I was asleep, but I got up to use the bathroom. I checked my phone to see if you had sent anything else when I saw you were online."

"Ah, I see. I should let you go then. Tomorrow will be less busy so I should be able to talk more."

"I'm not in a rush to go back to bed."

"Hmm, but Wonwoo might wake up if he doesn't sense you in the bed."

"Hoshi is sleeping in our room tonight, he's cuddled up to Wonwoo and they're both drooling on the pillows."

You laughed at the visual.

"I take it he had a rough day if he's sleeping in the room with you two?"

"Yea, I'll have him call and vent about it to you tomorrow."

There was a pause before his next statement. " You look so beautiful in that lighting. I wish I was there to capture it."

"Here, I'll pose for you and you can just screenshot." You smirked.

"I know that smirk, you're up to something."

You laughed "Wow! you know me so well. If I risk looking like a weirdo posing on my hotel balcony for you, I think you can easily grant my request."

You waited patiently for his response, knowing he'd agree.

"OK, deal"

Immediately you stood from the table on your balcony and began to pose for him, taking direction on specific angles he wanted. Once he'd taken as many photos as he wanted, you picked up your phone from where you had placed it on the table and headed into your room, closing the sliding door behind you.

"OK! My turn."

Mingyu groaned and you couldn't stop the massive smile growing on your face or the thoughts that were running through your mind. You settled onto the bed, making sure you were comfortable.

"Ready?" You asked excitedly

"Please just tell me what I have to do now."

"Touch yourself for me."

His eyes grew wide at the request.

"What?"

"Touch yourself. I want to watch you."

Mingyu looked around, "But I'm in the living room."

"Perfect. Prop the phone up on the table, and sit back so I can have the perfect view."

Mingyu did as he was told, and as he reclined against the back of the couch, you noticed the bulge in his pajama pants.

"You're already hard." You teased.

"You looked really pretty posing for me." He breathed as he began to palm himself.

"Hmmm, did I? Tell me what you were thinking about while I posed for you."

He let out a groan as he closed his eyes, grip tightening around his dick.

"Kissing you. The moment you answered I noticed you were wearing the lipstick color I love. It always reminds me of the time you left a pattern of kiss prints all over my chest."

"That was a good night. What else did you think of?"

You watched patiently as Mingyu licked his lips. "Your dress, I kept thinking about lifting it so I can touch you, and how I know we'd all love to fuck you in it."

You smiled at the thought. "Are you waiting for me to tell you to pull it out? Forget I'm here, just do what you would do alone. I'm just here for the show."

Almost immediately he was pulling his pants down to his calves, and wrapping his fingers around his newly freed dick. You could only smile at the fact that he once again wasn't wearing underwear. Before he settled back into his previous position, he looked right into the camera, opened his mouth and let spit drip from his tongue down to his dick. You had to admit you weren't expecting that, but you'd definitely remember to bring it up when you got back. You relaxed into the soft pillows of your hotel room and watched as Mingyu gave himself a few strokes before closing his eyes, and resting his head on the back of the couch. You watched his chest rise and fall in the dim lighting, enjoying the sounds of his soft moans and the wet sounds of his hand sliding along his spit slicked shaft. You wanted to touch him, press kisses against his neck. The sight on the screen was so enticing, so entrancing, the way his shaft glistened from the light of the phone screen. When he moaned your name you smiled believing he was imagining you riding him. Heavy breathing and whimpers poured from your phone speaker filling your hotel room, and when he began to thrust up into his fist, chanting your name, you knew he'd cum soon.

" feeling good baby?"

"So good." He grunted.

"When I get back, the first thing I'm gonna do is fuck you."

A breathless "please" fell from his lips followed by muffled whimpers.

You closed your eyes for a moment, an attempt to keep your composure as you watched his hips twitch, cum spilling over his fist and pooling at the base of his dick as he rode out his high. A final deep sigh was given, and then he opened his eyes to look at you before looking around for something to clean his mess with.

"I'll be waiting in your bed when you finally come home." He smiled, wiping himself with a napkin he'd found on the coffee table.

"Good" you winked before saying goodbye and ending the call.

You had gotten so worked up watching Mingyu, there was no way you'd get to sleep without taking care of yourself. Just as you settled into the pillows, legs open and pussy begging for attention, your phone rang. You picked up immediately assuming it was Mingyu until another voice, gravely and thick, filled your ears.

"Touch yourself for me."

#seventeen imagines #seventeen fic #seventeen smut #poly seventeen #kpop fic #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #mingyu x reader #mingyu fanfic #mingyu smut

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daftbitch · 2 years ago

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Hi it’s Nekomamushi anon. I’m thinking about the big guy again (Will Smith tada pose)

Nekomamushi lies on his back, head propped up against the wall, slit-pupiled eyes on you. He’s purring, as usual, while you fuck yourself on his length, your arms resting on his belly, clinging to the fur for leverage. His giant, fluffy tail is folded over his body, the tip curled around your leg, soft on your skin.

It’s so good. He’s so big and reaches so deep and it’s so fucking good.

“You’re insatiable today,” Nekomamushi growls. He had already brought you to climax twice against his tongue, and yet you still asked for his dick. “I didn’t know lesser minks experienced heat. Or is it just you?” “Oh, god,” you moan, more focused on angling your hips to grind him against your g-spot than much else. “Fuck. I don’t knowww.” He runs a hand up your side. His thumb trails down your breast, the sharp nail just barely scraping the skin to make you whimper, then the pad of his thumb rubs over your nipple. Your eyes flutter shut as you clench firmly around him, head falling back.

“Ah, don’t worry… just focus on how good it feels, hm?” He touches the tip of his claw directly on your nub, smirking when it makes you buck your hips, then goes back to gentle rubbing.

You peek one eye open at him. “What do you–” you pause, eyes rolling back a moment as you get a particularly good thrust in– “–fuck. What do you want me to say? That I can’t go back–ahh–to people my size now that I’ve had this?”

“Trust me, kitten. Yougara do not need to say it.” Nekomamushi’s smirk spreads into a full cheshire grin, each sharp, white tooth longer than your finger. His hand runs back down your body, huge in comparison to you, entirely covering your hip. He easily reaches your clit with his thumb, pressure gentle but firm when he strokes in small, sure circles. He groans when you cry out his name and double your pace. “Gonna cum on my cock, little kitten?” “Yes!” you whine. “Yes, yes, I’m getting there… Oh, ‘Koma…” His pleased growl rumbles through your body. “Good kitten… Just look at you, split in two and loving it…” He reaches up to trace the bulging outline of his cock in your belly before returning to tease your clit. “How’s this?”

“Little more pressure,” you pant, breath catching when he gets it just right. “Oh, fuck! Yes, like that! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” "Don't worry, don't worry... I won't stop until you cum."

You ride him harder and faster, sweat dripping, legs almost numb, thick bolts of pleasure snapping through your core like lightning, a glimpse of an intense peak. Nekomamushi keeps his pace steady on your clit, rhythmic, perfect, each brush physically pushing you closer to the end.

You cum hard, gasping, pressing your head into his belly as your hips stutter, stretched-thin walls pulsing around his girth. It comes in powerful waves, leaving your cunt wracked with aftershocks and your legs twitching uselessly. And it doesn’t ease up right away, seeming to stretch on and on, pulse after pulse. You’re not sure how many seconds–minutes?–it’s been, but your clit hasn’t stopped throbbing when Nekomamushi wraps his hand around your waist.

“If that won’t be enough to settle you down,” he purrs, lifting you almost-but-not-quite all the way off his cock, “then this will.”

He brings you back down, spearing you on his length. Your gasp turns into moans when he starts using you like you’re a living toy, grip on you secure as he jerks your body up and down on him, like you’re nothing more than a warm sleeve for his cock.

Where your pace was limited by your strength, Nekomamushi has no such issues. He handles you like you weigh nothing, tongue lolling out as he gives it to you faster and rougher than how you were taking him before, the feral manhandling dragging you right back to the edge.

“Such a tight little thing,” his breath comes in ragged pants and growls, “all for me to fill up and breed, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” you cry as your peak washes over you a second time, right as Nekomamushi pulls you all the way down, almost flush against his hips, letting out a deep, primal snarl as he releases inside you.

Each wave of his orgasm comes with another hot pulse of cum and him thrusting up into you again, his grip around you tightening. You think maybe minks work differently than humans, because there’s always so much. It’s always a mess. A very satisfying mess.

You’re boneless against him, totally spent and exhausted. He doesn’t move for a while, either, not even to pull out, idly rubbing your back and hips as you both bask in the afterglow.

Nekomamushi smut anon I have a waited for you every day to return, gazing out my window, longing for your presence once again. You have truly succeeded in making me explode with horny (only a feat that Doe has been able to do) I commend you greatly. I have now read this so many times that every time I close my eyes, I see the words imprinted on the inside of my eyelids. You are truly giving me a gift and I could never thank you from the depths of my soul. I love this so much thank you so fucking much I’m going to go read this another 50 million times and cry of happiness bless you 🙏🙏🙏 I hope you always have more money than you thought you had in your bank account. I hope every traffic light is always green on the way to your destinations. I hope whatever outfit you find it is in your size and in your price range especially if it’s the last one. I love you so much Nekomamushi smut anon 💖💖💖

#this is very important to me #fav #fav posts #one piece #nekomamushi #Nekomamushi x reader #cat viper #Nekomamushi smut anon

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cosmereplay · 2 years ago

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This is the thirstiest ID I've ever done. Consider yourself warned.

[ID: Five digital sketches of Hoid, in colour and looking like a fucking ad insert for How To Serve Cunt Magazine. In every sketch, he's a pale skinned, slim man with some nice thigh muscles. Oh, his muscles are visible? Yes, very much so. Let me elaborate. In pose 1, he stands casually, one arm tucked across his chest and holding his other hand up in a frozen come hither gesture. He has short black hair with the sides and back buzzed, and he wears dark sunglasses. He wears a white shirt with a deep v, paired with tight, light pink shorts that reveal a noticeable bulge. Tearing my eyes away form that area I am rewarded with Hoid's bare legs with some surprising meat on those thighs. Oh yeah and red sneakers. I will forgive pink and red if those thighs are in between. In pose 2, Hoid is sitting, leaning far back and supporting his head with one raised arm. He has the same black hair as before. He wears a loose fitting black t-shirt with short grey shorts. His legs are spread in a way that invites the viewer to look at the centre, but luckily for him (unlucky for us) the shorts are just loose enough that we must use our imaginations. Ah yes and he wears brown sandals. His calf muscles? Immaculate. This slim man must do a lot of walking. In pose 3, Hoid is sitting with one leg up, knee resting on an invisible support. He has the same undercut hair, and now it's very light blond. He's looking off to the side as though he's listening to a conversation. He wears a light blue denim shirt with the sleeves rolled up his forearms. The shirt is open, revealing bare chest, and it's short enough to show his belly button and a hip bone. It's paired with bright blue short shorts and black sandals. He would not look out of place on the set of 90210 (this is 90s fashion right?). In pose 4, Hoid sits, leaning forward with his elbows resting casually on his knees, one hand reaching up towards his dark sunglasses as if he's about to take a second, lingering look at us. He wears an orange button up shirt with short sleeves, light orange short shorts that show off a lot of thigh, white socks pulled almost halfway up his calves, and orange chucks (mid high canvas sneakers). He straight up matches. Orange is a bold choice but it's working. Someone show Adolin! In the last pose, Hoid is standing, holding his sunglasses in front of him and looking down, a lock of blond hair falling into his eyes. He wears a white t-shirt tucked into the smallest, tightest red shorts. Over the t-shirt he wears a blue-green short sleeve button up with a flower print, which hangs open. I am drawn back to the shorts. They are so short. And so tight. Those shorts keep his secrets close to himself, if you catch my meaning. I'd have to go to the Nightwatcher to forget about that tease of fat high on his inner thigh. He wears white socks pulled halfway up his calves, and the socks have rainbow stripes! Marvellous! And of course the iconic brown strap sandals to top it off. Truly, the answer to is this a thirst trap or tacky is unequivocally yes. End ID.]

wish granted.

70's/80's work out shorts on sexy man Hoid.

thirst trap? tacky? maybe both???

@cosmereplay @kainekron

#Ado's light #I am not immune to inner thigh #I don't care how tacky his clothes are as long as he can talk his way around a belt sander #Hoid cosmere #tress of the emerald sea #tress spoilers #ssp1 spoilers #thank you op this made my day!#image description #described

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sillyrabbit81 · 3 years ago

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Teddy Bear

Summary: You show off your new jeans to Sy.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count: Approx. 1.1k

Warnings: sub!Sy, Gentle Dom!reader, Sy has a praise kink, body worship, spit kink, masturbation (male)

Authors Note: This is not like my usual fics for Sy, please read the warnings!

So, forever I have been getting requests for some sub!Sy. I finally took the plunge in honour of @blakerogue ‘s birthday.

Here is my gift to you, my redheaded, psychic twin, Nyx!

I really hope you enjoy it! Have a wonderful birthday. I adore you so much!

Thank you so much to @henryobsessed , without you, I could not have written this!

Edited by me, there will be errors!

Masterlist

Teddy Bear

Sy’s eyes follow you around the house all morning as you both go about your weekend chores. Sy vacuums while you clean the kitchen, he irons his uniform and some of your clothes while you fold and put away the laundry, and together you make the bed with fresh sheets. You’re a little surprised he’s not said anything yet, you’ll have to remember to reward him for his patience.

After you fluff the pillows and lay them on the bed, he finally speaks. “Are those new jeans, Sugar?”

You smother your smirk and pretend that you are surprised. You stand in front of your full-length mirror and look at your jeans, turning side to side, looking over your shoulder. You can see Sy standing behind you, watching, licking his lips.

“Yeah, they are.” You look at Sy through the mirror, his eyes catch yours and you grin. “Do you like them, teddy bear?”

“Yeah,” Sy says, his voice is breathy and ragged. You look at his pants and see the growing bulge.

“Does my butt look good?” you ask, arching your back and shaking your ass in his direction.

“Fuck,” he murmurs softly, then louder he says, “Yes ma’am, it does.”

“Want a closer look?” Sy nods eagerly and takes a step towards you. “Ah!” you say sharply, and he looks at you wide eyed. You snap your fingers and point to the floor. “Down, boy.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Sy sinks slowly to his knees, he keeps his eyes locked onto yours though, waiting for permission to look at your ass.

You look at yourself in the mirror again, Sy stays still while you continue to pose. You let your hands explore your body and say to him. “Do I look good, teddy bear?”

Watching Sy in the mirror you see him start to look you over. You point your ass in his direction and run your hands over it, squeezing your cheeks. Sy clears his throat.

“Yes, ma’am,” he says, his voice is husky and deep with lust.

You turn your body the other way and let your hands glide down your stomach to between your legs. You smirk as you see Sy’s chest puffing in the mirror.

“You don’t think they’re too tight?” you tease.

“No, ma’am.”

You hum as you turn again, lifting your leg onto the bed, and sliding your hand up your thigh, letting it linger against your core. You can hear Sy breathing now, and you glance at his pants, the tent growing larger by the second.

“Want to touch me?” you ask Sy.

“Fuck, yes,” Sy puffs. You raise an eyebrow just as he corrects himself. “Yes ma’am.”

You put your hand under his chin, pulling on his beard a little. He hisses slightly, but his eyes are dark with desire. “You’re so handsome, my little teddy bear.” A slight blush colours his cheeks. “And you’ve been such a good boy. You may kiss me if you want.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Sy said. You stroke his head while he looks up at you laying kisses on your raised thigh. They trail higher, and higher, closer, and closer to your clothed pussy. But just before he reaches it, you lower your leg and turn around. Sy groans softly, but continues to kiss you, pressing his lips against the denim covering your ass.

You step back, out of Sy’s reach and say, “Show me how good you think I look.”

Sy looks at you confused. “Ma’am?”

Slipping your foot out of your shoe, you press your toes against the front of his pants. Sy shivers and his eyes flutter close as a whimper escapes his lips. “Show me how hot I’m making you.”

Sy opens his eyes and licks his lips. You move your foot away and watch as Sy undoes his cargo pants, sliding the zip down carefully. He’s not wearing any underwear, so he reaches in and pulls out his fully erect cock, moaning as his fingers wrap around the shaft. He has such a lovely cock, thick, veiny, and it stands up straight, the angle perfect for hitting all the right spots when you ride him.

You see the regret in his eyes when he lets it go. You can practically see it pulsing in sync with his heartbeat.

“Oh, baby, look at that,” you say sympathetically. “Look how hard you are. Is all that for me?” You move closer to him and stroke his bearded cheek.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Aw, you’re so sweet.” You move your hand to his chin, gripping his soft beard, raising his chin high. You lean over him, bending until your lips almost touch his. “Does it hurt, pretty teddy?” Sy nods slowly. “Well, we can’t have that can we? Touch it for me, I want to see how hard you cum for me.”

Sy groans as he grips his cock in his fist. You are already wet, your core throbs as you watch him work his cock. Subconsciously he raises his chin higher, trying to kiss you, but you pull back.

“Be careful,” you warn. “Or I’ll make you watch me use my vibrator instead of using you.”

Sy growls, but doesn’t make any further moves to kiss you. He jerks furiously at his cock, he’s so close, sweat has broken on his forehead. He’s so handsome, so masculine, and yet here he sits before you on his knees, touching himself for your entertainment, and so fucking desperate to please.

“Aw baby you’re so pretty,” you say, still holding Sy’s chin, making him look at you. “Such a good boy. Here pretty boy, open up.” He opens his mouth, his needy tongue pokes out, trembling, waiting.

You swish your tongue around your mouth, gathering all the fluid you can then lean over him. He moans, he eyes plead with you, then you slowly let your spit fall from between your lips and onto his waiting tongue.

You see the spit pool at the back of his throat. He keeps it there to let you see. “Ok, teddy bear, you can swallow.”

He does and then he starts to groan, you see his movements become erratic. “You gonna cum all over yourself, baby?”

Sy grunts and nods. His breathing is shallow, he’s barely taking a breath, his skin is flushed, sweaty and every muscle in his body is contracted, tight as he tries to ward off his inevitable release

“Go on then, my good boy. You can cum.”

A whine of relief leaves Sy’s throat before he roars, throwing his head back, tendons and veins popping on his neck and arms as ribbons of white cum jet from his cock. He is a sight to behold as he paints his shirt until finally the last of his seed dribbles over his hand.

His eyes are closed and his head is heavy as he pants, slowly recovering from his release. You finally give him the kiss he wanted, softly brushing his lips with yours. He mumbles wordlessly as he chases your lips, but it’s too late, you’ve pulled away.

“Good boy. Let’s get you cleaned up so you can take care of me.”

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imaslutforremusandsirius · 4 years ago

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heyy! could you do something where your in a poly relationship with Remus and sirius, you’ve been teasing them all day and they just get fed up and they tie you up with a vibrator at the full setting? idk this might be to much detail lmao

Take it

I present to you: Angry hotheaded werewolf and eyeliner wearing dramatic rich boy teaching you a lesson. Pls step on me-

Hope you enjoy!!

Warning: 18+

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If there is something you enjoy doing it would be teasing your boys. And today you woke up and chose violence.

Pulling out your skirt you rolled the waistband up to make it shorter, just barely covering your ass. You decided to not wear a bra, but a simple white blouse with your house stitched onto the fabric. Everytime you moved the shirt would ride up to expose some of your skin and your nipples would harden, noticeable if someone would look at your chest. You put on your knee high socks and shoes, grabbing your bag and left to get some breakfast in the great hall.

Arriving there you made your way over to your boys and Remus turned instantly when he smelled your scent, smile dropping into a gape the moment he saw your attire. Sirius followed his point of view and his eyes scanned you body, jaw clenching.

„Hi boys“ you said, voice overly cheerful. „Saved me some?“

„Sure love“ Remus cleared his throat „the plate‘s yours.“

„Great, thanks!“ You gave him a kiss, digging into your food.

Sirius nearly moaned when you held his gaze and licked marmalade off your fingers. He just wants to bend you over and fuck you, wanting to show everyone that you belong to them alone.

You winked at him, turning your attention to Remus who had been staring as well, a flush on his pale skin.

“You have peanut butter right there” you pointed out at the dazed boy.

“Hm?” His eyes were a little unfocused, staring at your chest. You bit back a smile and leaned forward, kissing it off. “There, now it’s gone.”

“Merlins beard”, James said “keep your private life P-R-V-A-T-E”

“You forgot a letter”, Lily pointed out.

“Oh really?” James said seductively “You might want to tutor me Evans...”

Lily rolled her eyes and James pouted.

“Even I got embarrassed by witnessing this. Honestly Prongs, step up your game.” Sirius teased, laughing at his friends discomfort.

“Shut your mouth Pads, at least I’m not drooling over someone licking their fingers-”

Sirius cleared his thoat and you made an amused sound when you saw him blush.

“Oh and Remus, your cup is already empty. Are you trying to slurp the glass through your straw or what?”

Now it was Remus’ time to clear his throat and look away from your tits.

James winked at you and you smirked back, for once your boyfriends decided to stay silent. James had been right after all. Looking down you saw them adjusting their pants and you giggled silently.

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„Can you grab the book from my bag I need the instructions“, Remus told you, trying to get the potion right. Sirius was sitting there, blowing spit bubbles.

You smiled to yourself when you heared them gasp as you bend down to get his bag. Turning around you saw them staring at your face, not only flustered but angry as well.

„What the hell are you doing?“ Sirius hissed, pulling you to sit down.

„What?“ You asked innocently. „You don‘t like my panties?“

Sirius‘ eyes widened and he immediately corrected himself. „Nonono baby they‘re fine I just-“

Remus grabbed your jaw turning your head to him. „What he‘s trying to say is: Stop acting like a slut and we‘ll drop the punishment.“

You smirked and shook your head. „I‘m not doing anything. You‘re just horny.“

Remus rolled his eyes and gave you a strict look. „Behave.“

„Yes Daddy.“

James screamed as your boys groaned in embarrassment.

„YES WHAT NOW?“

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You and the girls were sitting by the lake, doing yoga. Fucking Lily and her ideas. It was fun, but way to hot to be doing moves like that. At least that‘s what you thought until you saw the marauders approach.

„What are you doing?“ James asked plopping down next to Lily on the grass.

Sirius and Remus took a seat next to you, sandwiching you in the middle.

„Yoga“ Lily said curtly. „Wouldn‘t expect you to know.“

James huffed. „Of course I know what yoga is. See?“

You were pleasantly surprised when you saw James doing the crow pose. That shit needed some real strength and apparently Lily was impressed as well. You smirked when she blushed a little at the muscles bulging in James‘ arms.

She chose to ignore him and turned back to you. „Right ladies, lets stretch our backs before we continue.“

You smirked when she threw you a wink, knowing about your plan of teasing the guys. You leaned forward, arching your back as you spread your knees a little. Your shorts were pulled taunt over your ass, thong peaking out from the waistband.

„Oh Jesus-“ Remus whispered, pulling his bag on his lap. Sirius‘ mouth fell open and he glared at you when you glanced over your shoulder to give him a coy smile.

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„That fucking brat is doing it on purpose!“

Remus shot Sirius a bored look. „No fucking shit Pads.“

„God when I saw her this morning I wanted to bend her over and fuck her raw. Did you see how she sucked her fingers?“

Remus groaned. „I was too busy staring at her tits, Pads. Since when is she into yoga?“

Sirius snorted. „Not surprising to be honest, the way she bends when we put her into any position we want.“

„I just want to tie her up and-“

„-make her cum.“

They grinned at each other but quickly shut up when you sat down to eat your dinner. They did nothing more than press a kiss on each cheek and would not once glance your way. You were confused, why the sudden changevin attitude? Normally they would be all over you by now.

You decided to step up your game. You put your hands on their thighs after you finished eating and saw Sirius bite a little to aggressively into his meatballs. Remus stayed indifferent.

Your hands slowly crept higher, now directly over their crotches and Remus took your hand in his, squeezing painfully. You winced, but kept your hand on his lap, feeling him harden under you.

„Right we‘re done, Prongs and Wormtail, look for a place to sleep for tonight.“

James groaned „A-fucking-gain? What are you, 12?“

Remus stood up as well, grabbing your elbow to drag you to their dorm.

Remus shoved you on the bed, ripping your clothes off and kissed you hard. He pushed you back until your head was against the bedpost and straddled your belly, kissing his way down to your bare tits.

„I fantasized about these the entire..fucking..day“ Remus growled out, slapping your breast with every word. You cried out when he sucked your nipple into his mouth, teasing you with his sharp teeth. Sirius bend your knees and spread you open wide, blowing against your swollen clit.

„Ah fuck please!“

Sirius flicked your clit and you yelled in pain, trying to close your legs, not that you could match his strength.

Remus got off and went to his trunk, pulling out your vibrator just as Sirius gathered your wrists in his hand and tied them to the bed.

„Listen pup“ Remus said sharply „Since you think you can jus tease us all day by prancing around like a slut, we‘ll treat you like one.“

You were about to answer but Sirius took the chance to stuff your mouth with your panties.

„Noone asked for your input, puppy.“

Remus put the vibrator on the highest setting and pushed it in as far as he could. He fucked you with it for a few seconds until he found your sweet spot and pounded against it. You were crying out in pleasure, legs shaking and he let go.

Sirius and Remus knelt down on both sides of your legs to keep them open and played with your breasts.

„Look at her pretty tits Moony. I bet they‘re sore already.“

Remus smirked when your eyes teared up at his pinching. „Aw poor baby, must hurt really bad. Does it hurt pretty girl?“

You nodded, eyes glassy as you begged for your orgasm.

„If you cum“ Sirius drawled „we‘ll force more out of you. But if you can hold back, we‘ll give you only as much as you want.“

You glared at Sirius and he laughed as he saw your desperate expression. They knew how impossible that deal was.

You tried to hold back, you really did. But then they decided to make out right there, kissing and moaning into each others mouths so passionately, that you came at the sight. You screamed out your realse, the vibrator not only drilling against your sweet spot but clit as well.

Remus smirked and pulled the panties out as you continued to cry out, trying to get rid of the toy. Sirius pushed it back in and you came again, squirting a little as you nearly passed out from the force.

„Guess you made your choice slut, so you better be a brave little girl.“

You can‘t remeber how many orgasms you had as they ignored your pained cries and whimpers. Was it four? Five?

„Please!“ You wailed „Please enough! Please! Yellow! Yellow!“

Sirius didn‘t take the vibrator out, only lowered the setting and leaned over to pout. „What is it baby, can‘t cum anymore?“

You whined. „Siri please enough! I can‘t!“

Remus chuckled and leaned over as well, stroking your hair gently. „But baby, there is one more. I know there is. Don‘t you wanna make us proud, hm?“

You mewled softly, clenching your legs, but that made the soft hum of the vibrator press directly on your clit.

„Remus“ you whined as he took a hold of the toy, gliding it in and out. Sirius laid down between your legs, spreading them open and kissed you clit softly.

„Sirius“ you gasped „hurts!“

Sirius didn‘t respond, only sucking your clit in his mouth and lapped at it. Remus turned up the setting again and you let out high oitched moans, fucking back against the thrusts.

„Fuck you taste so good baby, c‘mon give me your cum.“

You trembled all over as Remus encouraged you to cum again.

„Let go pup, be our good girl“, Remus cooed, kissing you to keep you silent as you came for the last time, whimpering into his mouth.

„There we go puppy“ Sirius moaned, taking the toy out to lap at your hole. He hummed at the taste, licking everything clean and got up to kiss Remus, sharing your cum.

„I‘m never leaving without a bra again“, you said, panting hard.

The boys gave you mocking grins, prepping your face with kisses until you were breathless.

#sirius x remus x you #remus lupin smut #sirius black smut #marauders smut

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goth-girlfriend · 3 years ago

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Just wondering and no pressure here! Are you ever gonna finish the Endeavor fic? Love ur works bby and stay safe out there! <3

Yes yes yes 😤😭 Anything for you sweetheart and especially anything for Enji. Take care of yourself ❤️❤️

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“What?” I yawned out loud to myself pushing myself up. My arm was sore from sleeping on it, I looked around and blinked at the light that had made itself known. I tried to push to sit up being held down by a familiar weight. I yawned again, before rolling over under Enji’s arm. I pressed my back against his warm side resting on my arm that wasn’t sore. I pulled his arm around my waist to feel like I was being held in place.

“Ah, security.” I sighed using his shoulder and bicep as a pillow, “Not soft at all.” I snuggled against the firm muscle until I heard a throaty chuckle. His chest shook lightly and I looked up at him he was awake. His eyes lidded from sleep still fighting against consciousness, I watched a faint smile pull at the corners of his lips, I couldn’t fight the most likely idiotic looking grin that surfaced. I laughed and shook my head as quietly as I could. I turned in his arm and hugged his chest. I watched as he moved his free arm behind his head, his bicep bulged at the unintentional flexing.

“Good morning.” I smiled and let my head fall against his shoulder while I looked up at him. It felt perfect, this moment. The morning sun filtered by the beige curtains lighting the room in gold with a few thin slits of white sunlight breaking through. The white duvet stopping at waist, open sleeping shirt, messy hair, pressed into his side sighing content. The rumble of the AC filling the silence, soft breathing, its perfect. In this moment, in this place, there is no history, there is no future, its us in this moment. With nothing to ruin the moment I sighed and closed my eyes feeling the faint heat of his rising chest.

“Good morning.” He finally answered, voice deeper than usual, I felt him shuffle, before I felt his lips pressed onto the top of my head. I felt my eyes flutter involuntary, and my heart swelling. I smiled closing my eyes enjoying the closeness, perfect, this is perfect.

“DDAAAAAAADD!!” I blinked a few times remembering where we were, I watched as he groaned rubbing his face with his hand and sitting up leaving me behind.

“Yes, Fuyumi?” He called starting to stand up doing a few basic stretches.

”Y/N IS GONE DID YOU HEAR ANYTHING THIS MORNING MAYBE SHE LEFT TO GET BREAKFAST?!” She screamed through the door, I watched the door handle jiggle, thanking God I locked it last night.

“Yes, I heard someone moving this morning. It could have been (L/N), why don’t you go look around down stairs, I need to shower and get ready.” He yawned before he stood popping his back.

“Mmm...” there was a pause and some shuffling.

I heard Sho’s faint voice “Fuyumi, look y/n sent me message this morning saying she was going to a nearby convinience store to buy some things she had forgotten. She’ll be back soon.” I sighed thanking God once again that I had told Shoto my password all those weeks ago.

“Alright, DON’T MIND DAD!” She screamed before I heard them walk away, Great, now how am I supposed to leave? I looked around, “Does that window open?” I asked pointing to the window in the room. “It‘s a balcony.” Enji pulled back the curtains revealing an pretty good sized balcony with fancy railing. I was wearing sleeping shorts and a long sleeve shirt with some socks, I‘ll fly down, and just walk back in... but I went to the store.... so I need to come back with something. “Can I have ten dollars?” I smiled sheepishly looking at Enji.“

He sighed before turning to the dresser and pulled out a bill out of his wallet. I grinned and thanked him, “I’ll be back in, five or ten minutes.” I shrugged and opened the Balcony window. Taking eagle form, I dived down into an alley way barrel rolling and lading back on human feet. I walked out and stopped outside a tourist shop. The shop owner was placing out a box of mini hero figures, the same figures from that night we patrolled. These were a new release with the change to get Gold or Silver All Might, Endeavour or Hawks. I got excited and rushed in, I “went to the store”, but I never said what for. the packs were on sale, 2 for $5.00. And lucky for me, I had managed to get a $50. Each box comes with 12 lucky bags each bag has 3 mini figures, there are only 10 Pro hero’s currently released in this line. I have a ten percent chance of getting Endeavour, All Might or Hawks, if you add the 6 new figures to the line thats 16 characters in total. Meaning there are three possible Endeavor, All Might and Hawks,,, But, the chances of getting a special edition, would be 2 of 16 which should be 12.5 out of 100. If I multiply by three that raises the chance 37.5 of 100. So out of all 36 Figures that means I have to at least get 1 limited edition Per box, bu counting in these are the first boxes to pull in customers, they overload the limited ones to make it look easy so people will be convinced to buy them because it’s “easy” to find a limited figure... meaning... “ill give you $50 even for both boxes.”

I turned to look at the cashier guy who seemed unimpressed but nodded, “I usually sell boxes for $30 dollars each but I feel generous 25 each plus taxes.”

“How about $20 plus taxes.” I counter offered. He squinted at me before he made another offer, we went at this until we were back at my original offer. “Alright, this is my last offer,” he huffed and stared at me hard, “$50 dollars cash, no taxes, and IF you become a Pro Hero you do advertising free for my shop.”

I laughed and nodded, “Deal.” He packed the boxes and I paid him before we parted ways. By the time I made it back to the hotel Fuyumi rushed to me with a look of worry. “Where were yOU I WAS WORRIED?!”

I smiled, “I was in the middle of a very serious conversation about some very serious things.”

“A toy store, that bag says you were at a toy store.” Shoto said sounding very unimpressed.

I smiled and let out a sheepish laugh, “well...” I looked down and hid the bag behind me, “I never said I went to buy anything important.”

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“Ow......ow.......nooooo stop.” I whined feeling one more tug at my hair and finally it fell down.

“There, we’re done.” Fuyumi fluffed my hair a bit before smoothing it out again, “Now lets go, before Natsuo starts causing a fuss.” She ushered me to move and I did leading our way to the elevator.

“Alright,“ I sighed slouching a little... “....Wanna see something cool?” I asked standing back up, Fuyumi cocked a brow by smiled a little, “Alright, I do actually.”

I dug into my pocket and pulled out a gold endeavor figure, “Boom, its your dad.“ I took her hand and placed it in her palm, “You can have that, I have another one.” I smiled when she let out a slight laugh. “Thank you, I’ll keep him with my keys.” We stood in a comfortable silence until the doors opened and we started to move out I asked, “Soooo, what are we doing after this award ceremony?” I asked tilting my head in curiosity.”

“I don’t know, she said he lips pulling to the side in a displeased way, “They didn’t let me plan out this trip so its a surprise for the both of us.” My only answer was to nod while I smiled down at the ground, “Sounds Fun.”

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”Aren’t those kids from UA?” The voices of photographers were loud with there questions as flashes went of left and right, “Why are they with Pro Hero Endeavor?” “I don’t know but these kids could pull in the views!”

“Todoroki! A question if you Will!” “Hey Midoriya Over here!” “L/N! Can you pose for a few photos!” “Todoroki look over here!” Midoriya whats it like to learn from Pro Hero All Might??” “L/N! L/N! Are you affiliated with Todoroki or Midoriya?”

As much as I love getting my photo taken, I knew sticking around for pictures and questions in this scenario is probably the last thing I should do. So instead I stayed close to Natsuo almost sandwiched between him and Fuyumi. I stayed betwen them as we kept moving, Sho and Deku were behind us not rushing, Sho seemed unaffected and Deku was looking down red faced and embarrassed. It was kinda cute. I looked back ahead watching Enji ignore everyone moving forward with purpose and carrying himself with pride. I smiled watching him I know not everyone can see him or respect him as the number one hero but, to me, He can be so much more if only people would give him a chance. I know he’s not the most kind person in public, but with the right sidekick or partner that could change easy. When Hawks was with him those brief days, his like ability actually raised. So I know all it takes is someone pushing him to be more interactive with his fans, he knows now there are some that like him, bit i also understand why it’s so hard for him to accept it...

“Alright, were in, lets go find some seats.”

The ceremony went by slowly, I was bored listening to a bunch of speeches but at least made it look like I was paying attention. I couldn’t even sit by Enji because Fuyumi took my place, and then I managed to get stuck between Natsuo and Sho and they kept talking and we had to refrain from laughing to loud at a few things. Midoriya was so interested in everything that was happening and i started to pay attention when they actually started calling name, Sho and Natsuo stopped after Fuyumi told them to shut up. Which I appreciated now that things were getting interesting. I listened to the awards leaning forward more and more as more hero’s showed up collecting awards and moving on with speeches each with their own rounds of applause. I got this twisted feeling about Eniji going so I whispered to Sho who voiced the idea of us cheering for their dad and Fuyumi praised him for caring about their dad and he took the praise. So when Enji was called for an award of Achievement and a few other things the crowd applauded but how it normaly had so I stood up pulling Sho and Natsuo with me which caused Fuyumi and Midoriya to stand we clapped louder and cheered “For the new Number one Hero!” I screamed and then the five of us cheered more as others started to stand and clap louder. I looked at Fuyumi who smiled back and nodded. After the crowd calmed down and sat he gave a short speech, almost another thirty minutes of closing speech we finally got to leave.

“Finally! I’m free!” I cheered running straigh into Natsuo’s back as he stopped out of nowhere. “My face.” I groaned pushing away from him, it was in that moment I realized how big he actually was, “Wow, you’re actually tall.” I leaned to use his head to block the sun.

He looked back over his shoulder at me, “huh? Did you say something down there?” He... he just... he just bullied me for my height... “I-...” I look esta him and swallowed, “IM TELLING FUYUMI YOURE BULLYING ME!”

I watched his eyes widen and turned to rush to Fuyumi and he screamed, “wait...NO”

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“Natsuuoooooo?” I poked his cheek as he sat pouting arms crossed, “Nat...Suo? Nat... pssst hey Nat, you still mad?” I poked his cheek again and smiled watching him force back a smile. “Come one, you cant be mad.” I poked his cheek causing him to smile briefly before he forced it back again, so I quickly summoned a feather and poked his cheek distracting him before using it to tickle his other side causing him to laugh.

“Alright fine fine, I’m not mad anymore.” He wheezed as I pulled my feather away, plucking it from the air. “A hero’s work is never done.” I gave an exaggerated sigh and he a single laugh kinda like a scoff, “Some hero you are, you get innocent pedestrians hurt to save them.” he crossed his arms and snapped his head the other way, unamused I felt me brows go up, “Innocent? Pedestrian? You?” I paused when he gave me an offended look. “I don’t think so.”

“Natsuo-“ We turned to look at Shoto, the two of having been sitting outside on a stone bench after Fuyumi scolded him strongly and I pulled into it.

“Yes?” He asked standing up and popping his back.

“Our father, asked if you could head back with Fuyumi to the hotel to pick up her bag of clothes. She left it when she was rushing out. Well meet for lunch before we do anything else.” Shoto said leaning his head to the side slightly.

“Oh,” he looked at me and then over his shoulder at the doors we had both just sulked out of, “yeah, well take a Taxi. I’ll get Fuyumi and we’ll leave.” He nodded and turned to leave.

I moved to stand by Sho, “So?” I asked elbowing him slightly, “how was last night?” “Well, I could ask you the same.” He side eyed me, “Take your phone with you next time you jump out a window.” I didn’t miss the amusement in his eyes, “Right,” I nodded and he closed his eyes a small smile on his lips. “Now, where are we going for lunch?”

“Oh! I read about this American style fondue place! It’s supposed to be really good! So I kinda wanted to try it and I was going to suggest it but, it’s pricey so, eheh, ya know.” I shrugged and Shoto’s brief look of amusement came back, you want what Kaminari told me is a Glucose Guardian, someone who pays for what you want.” I choked, “Sugar daddy.”

“What?”

“What. Nothing, so, lunch? I’m hungry? Also I’m riding in front move.” I rushed past him jumping into the passenger seat before he followed after Deku had met him. I was buzzing in my seat and the took Enji’s hand the moment he was sat and started driving, I squeezed his hand staring out the window, watching the building and cars pass. It felt so nostalgic, but how could it be nostalgic?

“Where are we eating?” I turned to Enji at his question, before looking at Sho through the mirror, “There’s this place Y/n was talking about.” I felt a squeeze to my hand meeting Enji’s stare as he looked at me briefly before looking at the road, “Where is it?”

I smiled and used my free hand to grab my phone, “it’s not to far from here, we should be able to make it in ten minutes if traffic is good.” I clicked away typing the address, “Yup, go straight, take a right at the light, and it should be a large glass building on the corner! It’s a fondue place, more American style!” I tried to talk and explain while squeezing Enji’s hand at the excitement I was feeling. Upon getting to the restaurant we waited a while, having sent Fuyumi and Natsuo the address we waited at least half an hour until we got a call.

“Dad, I don’t think we’ll be able to do lunch today, a really bad wreck caused a traffic jam on this side of the city, it’s an estimated two hour wait until we can move, well find a place to eat once we get closer if you all want to go ahead and eat we’ll be fine.” Before he could answer Shoto spoke “Thank you for your sacrifice.”

“We should go then?” I questioned looking around the car.

“Yes.” Enji said turning the key and opening his door to get out.

After we all got out the car, we started our way towards the restaurant. I awed at it, we made it in met with a nice man, “Welcome to The Melting Hot Pot! How many will be in your party?”

We all looked up at Enji, “Four.” We all nodded, it felt as if we were judging him.

“Would you like a private room or to be seated in our public seating area.”

“Private.” He nodded and the host nodded, “You can follow me this way.”

“Will this be you’re first time dining with us?” We all slid into seats in the large luxurious looking booth, it’s was in a room with a sliding screen door for privacy.

“Yes it will.”

“Great! I’ll give you the crash course before you’re waiter comes to attend to your table.”

After about seven minutes and looking at a menu the Host left and we started to talk about what sounded good.

“Wisconsin cheddar cheese?” Shoto asked.

“Flaming turtle... sounds painful...” Midoriya was staring at the opposite side of the menu.

“Maybe... we should start with a salad? Before we start looking at the fondue, there’s.. Wisconsin Wedge... California... Caesar... and a house, so, what sounds good?”

We tried to talk it out but no luck, we ended up right where we started, until Midoriya looked at Enji, “Mr.Endeavor sir,” I held back a laugh.

He hummed staring at Deku, his face didn’t change making him seem angry or annoyed, “What?”

Midoriya flinched.

“Maybe you.... you have more experience with this than we do, do you have a-any... advice?”

Enji nodded, “Get a California Salad, you’re allowed two cheeses, well get the Wisconsin Cheddar and Quattro Formaggio, for entree you’ll get a classic plate that comes with Pork, shrimp, chicken and steak cooked in a Mojo style broth, and for two desserts you’ll get a flaming turtle and Yin & Yang mix.”

We all stared at him, “Have you been here before?” I asked interested.

“No,” he held up a rectangular piece of plastic lined paper, “It’s a recommended course.”

“That’s very convenient.” I mumbled and we all looked as our waiter slid the door open finally entering.

“Hello, sorry for being late, what can I bring you to drink.”

“A tea, please.” Shoto and Midoriya spoke at the same time.

“Alright, two sweet iced teas,” and for you, she turned to me, “A spirit free watermelon cooler.”

“Good choice, and for you sir?” She turned to Enji who was looking at the menu, “A Billionaire’s Coffee.” He didn’t even look at her.

“Alright,” she looked at us, “I’ll get your drinks and be right back to take your order.”

She left and we casually just sat there looking around at the decor.

“I like the low lights, it’s nice kinda cosy.” I talked out loud to no one, before I looked at Midoriya locking eyes contact, “perfect place for a date.”

He chocked on air and brought his arm to his face blushing stuttering out things I didn’t understand. I laughed a bit, enjoying the show before he calmed down when the waiter appeared.

“Alright, what are we getting?” She looked at us and all I did was look up at Enji, he sighed, “We’d like to try the Complete Fondue experience for four.” He tapped the plastic with his finger and she noted it, “in that exact order.”

She nodded again, “An exact copy of the full experience, now before I head out, does anyone want to add a lobster tail or any extra meats to their plates?”

“No,”

“No thank you.”

“No, I’m good.”

“No.”

“Alright then, I’ll be turning on the burners, they will get hot, please do not touch them.” She pulled out a small metal stand with a promotional flyer and placed it on the burners before she left.

“I’m excited.” I reached over under the table and took Enji’s hand and brought it back to my lap squeezing his bigger hand between mine.

His hand squeezed mine, I smiled up at him before looking down at his hand, callused, warm. Scars were present but hardly noticeable, I ran my thumb over his knuckles, losing myself in the patterns I began to draw, feeling myself fall into a feeling of nostalgia.

“Y/n,” I looked up at the sound, “Hm?” I hummed in response looking around.

“Are you fine?” Shoto asked his voice soft but his brows were furrowed.

“Yeah, just thinking about school and the internships.” I shrugged, “We’ve been through a lot with everything that’s happened, it’s hard to believe we’re just first year.”

“Hm.” Shoto nodded and I pulled a hand up and lates it palm up on the table.

“Honestly, the more I think about it, the more I see and the more we do, it kinda scares me,” I looked at a scar it ran from the side of my wrist to the back of my hand, it was a deep wound from my Internship, “But seeing everything also makes me realize,” I balled my fist up smiling, “There’s so much space for new hero’s to rise and it excites me knowing one day I’ll be out there fighting for a chance to be number one.”

“Ambitious.” I flinched at the waiters voice who slid the door closed as she entered, “You must be in a hero school then.”

“I, yes, I am.” I nodded and looked away.

“I’ve never heard of you, you must not be that well known. Everyone however would be able to notice our lovely new number one hero Endeavor.” She smiled and patted Enji who just gave her a side eye and she quickly pulled her hand away.

I let out a mix of a scoff and a laugh, “You must live under a rock, or be uncultured, I’m from UA, were our sports festival is streamed publicly almost everywhere throughout the prefecture and surrounding cities, not to mention I was in the news quite a few times with Endeavor and Pro Hero Hawks, I was on headlines and on front page covers of newspapers and magazines, if you can’t recognize me it really goes to show what kind of woman you are.” I made a face and she made a face back.

Before we started a stare down another person walked in, “Alright, here comes a hot pot, everyone be careful.”

As the second waiter was setting up the meal I couldn’t help but mumble to myself, “Bite me, it’s what rabid dogs do anyways.”

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After eating and Midoriya and I burning ourselves multiple times on hot cheese fondue we finished our desserts and started to head out.

We stepped out into the dark, the afternoon sun had set and the cities night life was crawling out into the streets, lights lit up outside patios, rooftops had flames lit lighting tables, tinted windows were lit up showing the chandeliers that hide during the day. Ladies in fancy dresses and men in suits and flashy attire. It was in that moment I realized how wrong our relationship is, I’m in UA, I’m only 16, sure the consent age is lower then that but, I, this is morally wrong in some eyes... I could ruin Enji’s career if anyone ever found out... I felt a sense of worry fill me. No one knew, I didn’t care before. So what scares me now?

“So! What are we doing tomorrow?” I looked at Enji and Shoto as we walked, Midoriya was unintentionally hidden by Shoto.

“It’s a surprise.” Shoto answered very bluntly and I squinted at him, “Very helpful.”

“How are Fuyumi and....” I paused the name leaving me and looked down, embarrassed, thinking, his name just couldn’t be Naruto because it’s pretty close to that anyways, “Natsuo! Heh! I remembered.”

“Fuyumi messaged me, they tried a curry at an Indian restaurant near the hotel, Natsuo also now holds the title for eating a plate of the spiciest curry in under an hour.” Shoto said flashing us his phone which had a very red smiling Natsuo holding a certificate and a $200 dollar check.

“That’s... impressive.” I was impressed, but it seemed like a painful thing.

I felt my phone buzz, I answered if, “Hello?”

“Hey y/n! It’s Fuyumi, I’d you don’t mind when you get to the hotel can you stop by the hotel shop and pick up something for indigestion or upset stomach, maybe heart burn?”

“Oh,” I smiled, “Yeah, I can do that, we’re on the way back about to get in the car, the streets are empty so we should be there soon, so, I’ll get it for you.”

“Thank you, sorry for the burden but I feel bad for leaving Natsuo while his stomach is hurting this much.”

“Don’t worry! I’m a hero, it’s what I do.” I smiled getting into the car as we reached it.

“Still, thank you y/n.” She sounds like she was smiling, I could feel it, in that moment how much she really cared for her family. It kinda warmed my heart in a way I can’t describe.

“Alright, see you then.” I ended the call and explained everything on the way over, Enji sighed and rubbed his forehead before pinching the bridge of his knows shaking his head. I smiled, noticing the edge of his lips twitch upwards a bit before he forced it down mumbling out Natsuo’s name and something I couldn’t hear.

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midnightmoonkiss · 4 years ago

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Bunny Lingerie.

Bunny! Pro Hero! Midoriya Izuku X Fem! Bunny! Reader

Summary: The day of love prompts you to wear something new. Works out well enough!

WARNINGS!: Nsfw, Dom!Deku, mentions of breeding (’cuz bunny sex), squirting, doggy style, overstimulation

Category: Smut

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: Happy Valentines Day! I rewrote this twice lmao. >.<

Just To Clarify:

You’re both adults

You’re both bunny-human hybrids (bunny ears, tails, noses(?), mindset)

You live together

It’s Valentines Day

Tag List: @coupsieddori @desia2 @brithedemonspawn

If you’d like to be added or removed please lmk!

Inhaling deeply, you gave yourself a final lookover in the full-body mirror standing tall in your shared bedroom.

You were nervous, anxious, so much so your ears were pressed flat against your head, body trembling, goosebumps forming on your skin.

This was the first time you’ve ever worn lingerie.

Sure, you couldn't deny that.. It made you feel pretty, but it also made you feel.. so terribly exposed. Your tummy and legs were completely bare!

It was a simple red baby-doll styled two piece, a thong with a shiny red bow in front. You looked like one of those fancy valentines day heart chocolate boxes with a fake bow tying it together.

An open invitation to be unwrapped and devoured without care.

The mere thought made you shiver in delight, bunny tail wagging likr a dog. It was exciting.

But you were still nervous.

How would he react upon seeing you?

Would he like it?

You hoped he would, considering this was the cutest piece in the store that fit your personality well enough. Besides, he liked cute things.

He always did. You knew he was up to no good whenever he’d whisper about how cute you were, once bright green eyes darkened to a lustful jade. Lust always made him look even more handsome.

But alas. Valentines Day hasn't been this nerve wracking since the first one you celebrated together over two years ago.

The day was about love, and you completely showered each other in it today.

Waking up to a delicious breakfast, a box of chocolates and roses, a cute date, hand in hand as you walked down the snow covered sidewalk, little kisses on the cheeks and bashful smiles when others awed at the two of you.

You just got home from dinner nearly a half hour ago, it was pure luck that Izuku, your generous boyfriend, decided he was going to go out to the store real quick for some snacks and a movie so you two could have a movie marathon to end the day with.

He liked to snuggle, to cover you in his scent so other horny rabbits would stay away.

Little did he know, you had other not-so innocent plans first.

The bed was sprinkled in rose petals, white lights turned off so your LED lights could wrap the room in a soft red glow. Dim, not dark.

Scentless red tea-light candles were scattered around the bedroom, and you were the centerpiece.

It’s not as if you hadnt had sex with him before, you were both bunnies after all- it was inevitable, it’s just… this was new territory. But you wanted to make this day special, or as special as you could.

He’s been so good to you, how could you not want to do this for him? You just.. prayed he liked it.

The sound of the heavy front door opening and closing, paired with his familiar voice and scent flooding the apartment, made you jump.

“(Y/N)? I’m home..!”

Shuttered breath, you shuffled backwards to the bed.

What was the pose you practiced again?

Your heart was racing with every loud step he took closer to the shut bedroom door.

“Sweetie?” He called out, the sound of shuffling bags muffled by the oak bedroom door.

Despite how nervous you were, you still bit your lip in excitement.

How would he react?

Scooting your ass further up the bed, you adjusted yourself so that you were sitting on your knees, legs spread apart to show off that red bow. Leaning forward ever so slightly, you rested your hands in front of you.

All that was left to do was wait.

Ears still pressed backwards from nerves, you had a hard time not wiggling in your position.

Until finally, the door creaked open slowly.

You couldn't help but pout upon seeing him, hoping he’d like it.

Though you nearly laughed when his ears shot up suddenly from surprise, slapping so loudly against the top of the door frame you feared he hurt himself.

“Fuck..” He whispered under his breath upon seeing you sitting on the bed, waiting for him. Before you could even ask him if he was alright, the door was already shut and he was in front of you.

“Baby..” His breathing was irregular, nose twitching as his cold fingers traced up your exposed thighs, taking in the outfit you wore for him.

You shivered under his touch, tail wiggling. “Do you.. like it?” You were still shy, despite his obvious enjoyment.

“I love it honey... fuck.. You look so hot, (Y/N)..” He stuttered, caught up in his head as his cheeks flushed, highlighting his freckles and sharp jaw.

The praise made you whine, head turning away as your eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment. Your cheeks were burning, the feeling of his eyes drinking you only making your panties wet.

“Aht, aht, aht,” He chided, “Don’t look away from me baby,” Large, scarred hand cupped your warm cheek, turning your face back towards him. His knee pressed against the bed with a squeak as he leaned down to capture your lips in a reassuringly sweet kiss.

You quickly melted into it, nervousness washing away as your tongues danced passionately together, the taste of chocolate making you suck lewdly on his tongue. His deep moan made you smile against him. Large hands smoothed down your body, gripping your ass cheeks and pulling you deeper into a kiss, moan escaping you involuntarily.

He fiddled around with the outfit as your lips continuously met, feeling you up and brushing against your exposed sensitive places.

“Izuku..” You whispered as you broke apart for a second to breath.

You could hear his own tail wagging as it brushed noisily against his shorts, you could feel how turned on he was as his harded crotch brushed against your thigh.

The fact that he desired you as much as you wanted him to made you float to cloud nine.

“Gah!” You cried out as you were suddenly pushed back against the bed, legs slipping out from under you as you stared up at his large frame towering over your much smaller body.

His unruly curly green curls framed his handsome face as red lights kissed his scarred, freckled skin, mixing with the yellow of the candles scattered around the room. The look in his eyes made you writher beneath him, it was as if you were a piece of meat he was going to eat.

Despite those long ears that scream rabbit, he always made you feel like a wolf's prey in bed. Defenseless.

You clit throbbed as you stared helplessly up at him, smirk on his lips while he took his shirt off, revealing the rippling muscles beneath that you just wanted to lick.

“Oh bunny,” he purred, let’s have some fun.”

A dark chuckle rumbled in his chest, body burning with desire as he stared down your vulnerable body, wide, innocent (E/C) eyes meeting his hungry gaze.

Adjusting his position, he put all his weight on his legs, rough palms feeling your warm body up again.

You were just so beautiful in his eyes, and in this lighting? You were like a succubus that he got to have all to himself.

He wanted nothing more than to taste you, his patience was always what destroyed you.

Hands on top your breasts that were squished down by gravity, his thumbs circled around your nipples, pulling at the sensitive flesh through the red fabric, watching in delight as your back arched ever so slightly to press further into his familiar touch.

Your smaller hands fell atop his own, the size different making him lick his lips.

You truly were so cute. Especially with that face you were making from him just playing with your perky buds.

Eyebrows pinched and eyes shut, soaking in the moment.

Yeah, he was going to drown you in his love tonight.

Watching you fall apart, scream his name, the look on your angelic face as you came hard just for him - it was so addicting. And for you to wear this sexy piece of fabric, leaving parts of yourself to his overactive imagination and highlighting others that made him mad with desire? It made his cock throb in his shorts, close to drooling at just how perfect you looked. All for him, no less.

Yes. You were his. His perfect little bunny.

When his hands moved from your breasts, you peaked an eye open, watching as he climbed off the bed and sat down on his knees.

“Wh-? Izu-? - aH!” A shrill shriek tore from your throat as his hands grabbed your spread legs and yanked your lower half towards him, flimsy piece of red fabric doing next to nothing to hide how utterly turned on you were.

“So wet for me..” He whispered to himself, thumbpad running across your clothed slit.

“I-Izu! D-Don’t say such things..”

He always seemed to nose that filter of his whenever he was turned on, that sweet boy being replaced by a true beast.

“Mmm? Why not?”

Hand gripping your thigh, he lifted your leg just to press little kisses dangerously close to your clothed self, teasing you as his hot breath fanned over you.

Izuku’s green gaze was sharp yet teasing as he stared up at your flushed self, your own hands gripping the pure white sheets to ground yourself.

“I-I…”

You gulped, ears flopping down as embarrassment burned your soul, “I don’t- Nnn!”

Your head flung back against the soft mattress when his tongue pressed down hard against the area where he just knew your pretty little clit was, circling around it through the fabric you soon found annoying and wished he would just tear off with his teeth.

He shoved your legs down against the mattress when you bucked against his face, muscules bulging, spreading your legs even further apart and completely exposing yourself to him, thong doing barely anything to cover you.

You sweet scent flooded his senses, all he could smell was you and god he loved it.

“Now, now, darling. You just lay there and look pretty for me, okay?” He shot you a cheeky smile, one he always wore on television. It highlighted the single dimple on his right cheek, and made him seem all the more dangerous.

A wolf in a rabbits clothing if anything.

You couldn't control your own wagging tail peeking out below your ass, your excitement on display for him.

How cute.

“You know,” He began, laughing to himself, “It’s like I’m opening a box of chocolates,” toying with the ribbon on the front of the thong before moving the fabric to the side so your bare pussy was on display.

“I bet you taste just as sweet.”

You didn't even have time to be embarrassed before his tongue licked you up.

“A-AaAh!!” You grip on the sheets tightened, head pressing further back into the bed as he devoured you like a bloodthirsty animal. He was one, in a way.

His hot tongue was firm, just what you needed.

Every time he got close to your throbbing clit, he’d move back down, licking up the juices he found so delicious.

“M-mm! Izuku..! H-haaAh!”

To say you were turned on was an understatement, you were practically a faucet.

There was something so alluring about being completely and utterly dominated by someone you loved so much, you wanted more.

Your hips twitched with every move his tongue made, grip on your thighs firm as he held you in place.

The vibrations from his own moans sent shockwaves down your body, and the second his sweet lips finally wrapped around your begging clit your back arched completely off the bed.

The sensation was so sweet, you couldn't help but grab onto his large green ears as he licked around and sucked on your little bundle of nerves.

A growl tore from his throat, pulling your body impossibly closer to him, pussy pressed against his face, aggressively licking you up like a melting ice cream in the sweetest way possible.

His thick fingers were plunging into your clenching hole before you even knew it, curling against that spongy spot inside of you that had your eyes rolling back in your head and squirting on his lower face.

This only made him eat you out more enthusiastically, you were so damn hot to him.

Your fuzzy tail tickled his hand as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, a squelching noise filling the room alongside wet clicks and pornographic moans.

Your cries of blissful pleasure bouncing around the room dark had him drooling as he watched in a trance as your body shook from his own doing. Your clit rested against the tip of his tongue, throbbing, as he watched you, getting lost in your sound and from how wet you were as his fingers fucked in and out of you.

You were so tight.

So good.

He wanted to fuck you right now.

Wanted to bury his large cock deep inside you.

You looked so sexy...so, so sexy in this outfit.. It was so cute and innocent.. So perfect for someone as cute as you.. And yet he wanted to ravage you like a feral beast, he wanted your breasts to bounce out of the flimsy bra as his hips slammed into yours. He wanted you.

Today was a day about love, and he wanted to love you sweetly, but his hormones were raging inside of him, and you calling out his name for more, tugging on his sensitive ears that had his hips bucking into this air.. It didn’t help.

He could feel himself slipping, animalistic nature taking over his senses.

He wanted to fuck you so good you couldnt think straight, fill you to the brim with his hot cum until your belly bulged.

That constant need to mate that male rabbits had… he’d be lying if he said he didn’t have it too, despite trying his best to put on an innocent face outside of the bedroom. He was a gentleman, but a horny one right now who wanted his girlfriends sweet pussy wrapped around his aching cock.

His body worked on autopilot, bringing you to a quick orgasm and then shoving your body up the bed.

You cried out in surprise, nerves on fire after just cumming, vision blurry with pleasureful tears.

He practically tore off his shorts and underwear, beautiful looking cock springing free and dripping with a copious amound of precum.

“I want you, all of you..” He groaned, pawing at your body as he flipped it over, your knees pressing into the soft mattress as he spread your lower lips from behind.

“Baby, please..” His head dropped down to the crook of your neck, soft ears brushing against your cheek as he left wet, open mouth kisses along your nape and neck, nibbling against sensitive skin and sucking a quick hickey. “Let me have you..”

His hot cock rubbed against your dripping cunt as he grinded against you, his tip kissing at your puffy clit.

“Please, Izuku.. Please fuck mM-mMMH! Haa!”

Tears poured down your cheeks as he slammed into you, bottoming out immediately and barely giving you a minute to adjust before pulling out and slamming back into you.

Not that your delirious self gave a shit.

He felt so good.

So fucking big.

He filled you up so good, dick pressing against all the right places deep inside you.

You could feel your own liquids dripping down your thighs, ears lax and tail straining as you sink into the feeling of being fucked raw.

“Shit!” He grunts, grip on your hips so tight as he plowed into you that you swore there would be bruises there tomorrow. His thick cock slams in and out of you, mixing up your insides and drawing you closer and closer to yet another soul shattering, mind numbing orgasm.

“M-mmore! Z-zu!! H-aAAH! AH!”

The loud slap of wet skin against echos around the room, the bed creaking with every powerful movement he made, mattress moving along with the two of you only adding to the intense feeling deep inside you.

“Gonna make you f-feel so good.. Hnnn!” His words slurred, mind swirling with animalistic desires. All he could think about was filling you to the brim with his seed and making you cum all over him and the bed.

His hips snapped into you at an inhuman pace, like a bunny, ears standing at full attention as his eyes focused on the way your pussy sucked his cock back in with each thrust.

Snapping, he shoved your upper body down into the sheets, holding you in place as green sparks licked at his skin.

Multiple colors collided in the room as his quirk pumped into his veins, fucking you so good and so quickly that you came immediately with a shrill cry of pleasure, vision going black as stars bursts in your vision, the sensation of pissing yourself making you clench around him as you squirted all over the bedsheets below.

“H-HaAH! DEKU!” Your body jerked uncontrollably as you cried out his hero name that made him moan. He continued to fuck you like a sex-crazed rabbit in a rut, practically breeding you as you body buzzed with pleasure.

“You take me so well..! (Y-Y/N)..! You’re so fucking tight!” The praise slipped past his spit slick lips before his mouth was snapped shut, snarling as you walls hugged him like a warm, soul sucking vice, pulling you possessively closer to his muscular body.

His cock slammed relentlessly into you, upper body soon coming to press down on your own so he could slip a hand between your spread legs, rubbing circles around your puffy clit. The sensation made your head spin, accidentally causing you to squirt all over his hand like a filthy slut.

“C-Cumming!” He moaned, body freezing as his cock twitched violently inside your clenching pussy.

His cum truly did fill you to the brim, the sensation of hot ropes coating the inside of your walls nothing short of addictive. You swore you could cream just from the feeling.

His loud moans made you squeeze even tighter around him. “F-fuck me, fuck me!” You sobbed, wanting more and more. All that he could give and then some.

You didnt care how sore you’d be tomorrow, all you could think about was having him fuck you through the night, bringing you to the brink of insanity in this silky red lingerie.

Truly, you were rabbits. Both already ready for round two.

Sure, Izuku was a bunny, but he sure as hell didn’t act like it with how he sinks his teeth into your skin, marking you up possessively. Nor did he submit like one.

By the end of the night, you both were passed out on the bed, cuddling, covered in each others cum and hearts full of love as your body leaked his white seed.

Yeah, you should buy more lingerie.

#deku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #n/sfw #x reader #deku x you #deku #izuku midoriya x you #izuku midoriya #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha deku x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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diaco1968 · 4 years ago

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Would you be willing to do a Chuuya x Reader? Maybe NSFW?

I am willing alright ;) , just hope he is not too out of character. One Chuuya NSFW coming right up for @kawaiiwinnerplaidempath

I can't seem to be able to tag this account sadly, sorry for that :(

Chuuya x Reader

Warnings! Nsfw, smut, fingering, heavy riding, light choking

"That stupid fucking bastard!"

You heard the door of the common room slam shut and glanced up to meet Chuuya's angry face.

"Wow so classy. What ruffled your feathers this time?"

His eyes snapped on you looking momentarily taken aback by your presence before he collected himself back together. Not good to look bad in front of yet another colleague right after being made a fool of by that shit face Dazai.

"The fuck are you doing here..."

You rolled your eyes before smirking at him sinisterly. He was already quite annoyed. You could see it in his slightly red face and darkened eyes, but you couldn't help it. He was just too fun to mess with.

"Irrelevant. I asked you first."

"You're irrelevant!"

You stood up to saunter around him teasingly inspecting his posture and you could almost feel his mood changing for the worst.

"What do you think you're looking at like that, huh?!"

"Like what, Chuuya?"

Like a predator ready to play with her food? It was a common pose for you. That is how you operated after all.

"Tch... piss off..."

He stomped away from you to grab something to drink.

"Aw why is it that only Dazai gets to play with you? So unfair."

"He did not get to play with-!"

His whole back stiffened as he slammed down the glass on the metal tray. There was no way you could've seen what just happened in the basements. It was humiliating enough encountering Dazai in any circumstance. You could not have been down there with them, he would've noticed you... so... did you just...

Your low chuckle as you brushed your fingers over his spine was evidence enough that you had tricked him into telling you more than he had intended.

And just like that he was tired of getting bullied by the 2 of you.

He grit his teeth before turning his head to the side to glance back at you.

"You want to play with me then, that it?"

You raised your eyebrow looking at him suspiciously. There was something about his expression and his gruff yet playful tone that had your heart racing in your chest.

"I am very very intrigued...so, yes?"

"Let's fucking play then, (y/n)."

You watched him as he turned around grabbing your chin as his other arm wrapped around your waist pulling you flush against himself staring you in the eyes for a few seconds. His eyes were still glinting but the malice was mostly gone. His hand moved from your chin to the back of your head, thumb grazing your cheek as his gaze moved from your eyes to your lips, licking his lips before he closed the distance and crashed his lips onto yours roughly.

Surprised but also delighted you hummed and slipped his coat off his shoulders before tangling your fingers in his hair pulling him closer as he moulded your lips with his wondering if he just wanted to shut you up and didn't know any better way for it.

Your thoughts were interrupted by his hand diving into the back of your pants groping your ass and making you jump forward and brush your front roughly against the hard bulge in his pants.

You pulled back to catch your breath and his lips moved down your jaw latching onto your neck, sucking and kissing as he kept his hand firmly on your ass keeping you in place till you started to grind back onto him. Then he started taking off your shirt by buttoning it down and slipping it off of you.

"There you go, you are learning how to play already. What a smart girl."

You puffed out your blushing cheeks, his lips working on your neck as his hands gripped and squeezed your hips creating too much heat already, that and the discomfort of your rapidly dampening panties.

"Is this how you play with Dazai? Must be fun- umph!"

Before you could finish he had spun you around and pushed you into the wall front first bracing your hands on the wall as he disposed of your pants, sandwiching you between the wall and himself.

"Oi don't you fucking bring that dipshit up now!"

He lightly kicked your legs apart and you bit your lower lip as the next thing you felt was his fingers rubbing between your folds, gathering up your moisture and dipping into your pussy knuckles deep making you hiss, eyes fluttering shut as he buried his face in your neck from behind, sucking on your skin roughly as he started thrusting his fingers and curling them inside you.

"Ooh nice, you are really enjoying this, aren't you?"

His fingers were deep and his movements jerky but somehow he was hitting all the right places edging you right on and soon enough you were a loud hit moaning mess clenching around his digits making him growl into your ear at the feeling, then removed his fingers right before you could reach your peak. You whined in annoyance but he cut you off with his fingers shoving into your mouth making you taste yourself.

"No baby girl, it's not over yet."

His fingers still rolling around on your tongue, he slipped his dick between your legs, teasingly rubbing it on your heat as you sucked on his finger eagerly. He hummed in pleasure nipping on the junction of your shoulder and neck, you shivering under his touch.

"You know what?"

You hummed in reply.

"Time to ride."

His fingers left your mouth smearing your saliva on your chin before pulling back away from you.

"Huh?..."

Dumbfounded you turned your head to look at him but he wasn't having it so slow as the palm of his hand met your ass with a sharp slap that had you jerk forward.

"Ride!"

You turned around immediately this time and he led you over to the couch, sitting down and making himself comfortable as he pat his lap.

His pants were long gone, discarded somewhere, and his dick was proudly standing at attention still a little slick from your juices.

Timidly you straddled his lap and grabbed his length to align him with your entrance, a shaky sigh leaving his lips at finally being touched.

You bit your lip and lowered yourself slowly onto him till you had him inside you all the way, your thigh meeting his lap. He threw his head back with a breathy moan as his hands gripped your hips tightly.

"Fuhck yesss..."

You were taking your time a little too much cause he slapped your ass again as he moved his hips up to usher you to move.

"Too slow, babe."

"Ah sheesh okay okay..."

His eyes watched your face intently as you moved your hips trying to find your best angle, your hands subconsciously gripping his shoudlers.

In just a few seconds you found what you were looking for and you started rolling your hips over his, fluidly moving over him. The way his face twisted in pleasure and the little moans he couldn't keep from escaping had you wonder just how it would feel for him to not be so macho... just a little test... he couldn't be too mad at it...

"You will not mind if I... you know..."

Your fingers slowly wrapped around his neck tightening ever so slightly as his eyes snapped on you with a dangerous glint. Your hand paused maoning as you hit a delicious spot with your thrusts but he did nothing to stop you, so your gripped his neck tightly, restricting his airways a bit.

"Sshit..."

Much to your surprise he let out a strangled moan as his eyes rolled back. Fueled by his momentary submission you started moving your hips even faster and deeper, moans spilling out of your lips as your thrusts were now more towards your own pleasure than his. But he was not completely at your mercy either. He grabbed your hips once your movements became sloppy, clamping around him violently, and he started moving his own hips upwards into yours as he pulled you down onto himself to meet his thrusts sending you right over the edge. You colapsed onto his torso trying to come down from your high as you listened to his raspy breathing trying to catch his breath. But he was not going to give you time yet.

"Don't start what you can't finish brat."

You gasped as he gripped the back of your neck firmly keeping you leaned over him as his other hand grabbed your ass and he started rapidly thrusting up into your still pulsating over sensitive cunt. You didn't even have time to breathe or moan as you just whimpered, rag dolled by his rough thrusts. Just as you mewled with a forced orgasm ripping through your body caused by the rough friction he pulled out by pulling you off of himself and came all over your ass and his own lap, then letting you flop back down to catch your breath, panting as he rubbed your back soothingly.

You found yourself at a loss for words so you just hid your face in his neck, breathing in his ginger locks and taking your much deserved break.

"Well fuck, (y/n), I don't actually mind you playing with me more often, if this is what you mean."

"Shut up Chuuya..."

#request #chuuya x reader #chuuya x reader smut #chuuya nakahara #bungo stray dogs

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cosmiclatte28 · 4 years ago

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Camboy (camboy ty x reader) suggestive, smut 🔞

a.n : oh no, it's officially my first more than suggestive (i mean i go more than i usually did... sorry if it's messy or bad i am not a smut writer) but here's a camboy ty x reader, where he is requested to be subby/ Oh it's also my first fic with pictures in the middle (because y'all gonna be thirsty and wilding over him )

warning : toys, sub!Taeyong, noona (yeah i don't use mommy i use noona) and it's still suggestively safe.. curses? nothing that wild

here goes my first (extra almost smut) suggestive fic

i finished my promise.. tagging @mingisstar1117 @full-hd-sun and nah idk who to tag :))

“Welcome back to another night with your favorite boy, TY. It's Friday and I miss you guys a lot.” The man on the screen shows his toothy sweet smile, totally different from the charisma he can pull off in real life. You smile behind the camera as you sit back on the sofa behind the camera to watch your boyfriend does his weekly cam show which was the reason you first met him. You were a regular subscriber to his cam show where he acts like a sweet charming dreamy boyfriend every Friday evening. You were lucky to win one of his special lottery “a date with TY". You enter the lottery without much thought thinking your luck is not good enough to win. But well you won it and from one date to another coffee meet up and more hang outs. To first dates and first visits and voila you are his lover now. You click with him in so many ways, including those you'd rather keep secret in public.

“What will we do tonight?” he playfully asks his fans as he presses some buttons to change the mood lamp in his room You monitor his live by watching it from your phone and you grin when you see the comments. Taeyong's eyes grow wider when he also reads one comment that pops up from the rest. He glances at you and you nod. Taeyong clears his throat “Oh, lots of comments and hearts there! Thank you for the hearts.” He blows some flying kisses to the fans who donates money by sending hearts. “Since tonight you all are generous, I will consider doing anything you want. Please comment and I’ll do the most voted one.” He winks.

You raise your brow, did he really just say that in front of you? “Someone asks about the dating lottery. Well I did that one time and I am sadly not doing it again.” The handsome boy under the purple mood light chuckles lightly as he lays down lazily on his bed and brings his cam with him. “Why?” he reads the comment to communicate with the fans. You feel butterflies in your stomach, whenever you remember the first encounter and how you're his lover now just makes you feel so lucky. He looks at you and smirks “Because I belong to someone already. Right princess?” he glances at you and winks to which you slap his foot slowly and he winces “Aw she just slapped me.” He acts like he's in deep pain while looking at the camera

Oh gosh TY and his antiques! You choose to ignore him and just read the comments there. Oh they're all wild. “Baby, didn’t you promise them to do whatever is voted here?” your husky voice suddenly resonates in the purple lit room and of course in the rooms of all his listeners. Taeyong gulps when you stands up and shows your screen “The most voted one is to see you as a sub.” You step boldly into the camera, not showing your face but just your back and your long hair.

“(Y/n), what are you-" he whispers to you when you lean closer and closer to his ear. You give it a quick nibble and breathe “Do it, they want to see a sub TY and I can help you with your camera.” You smirk and hear a light whimper from the god under you. You disappear behind the camera again and giggle when the comment section is flooded with fans saying how hot the scene is. Well everyone will drool on you seeing that nice small jeans hugging your waist and a thin crop top.

Taeyong is still blushing so hard but the lighting makes it hideous. You clear your throat “Girls and guys, I will be helping him with the cameras. So, prepare to take screenshots and only for tonight this live won’t be saved. No recording, just screen captures okay?” you make the rule nice and clear because you don’t really want others to see a sub Taeyong but come on you're super thrilled too with this!

“Okay since I will be keeping my words, let's do this.” Taeyong smirks at you but his smirk fades when he sees you waving an object in front of him. You press your finger on your lips, telling him to keep quiet as you climb under him where the cameras cannot see you and swiftly tuck down his boxers and after one good lick and suck on his member just enough to make it wet, you slip in a vibrating ring on his aching member and tuck back his boxers. “Act like nothing is going on" you whisper on his ear while the camera is only showing one of his wall because Taeyong left it there when he sees you quick blowing him “What?” he still wants to protest but you press a small remote on your hand and he gasps when he feels the vibration. “They want you to pose, why don’t you be a good subby TY and pose for them?” your evil smirk comes to your face and Taeyong feels his cheeks burn. “Yes Noona,” he teases you back and you only click your tongue before turning the setting up by one notch.

“Ah" he closes his mouth with his hand when he realizes he's live and people are watching him.

He reappears in the cam, and after some more greeting and talking to the fans he finally get ready to pose. “Okay guys be ready, my girl will be helping me with the camera, so if it's ugly or the angle is wrong… blame her.” Taeyong playfully laughs to his fans who didn’t know what's happening under his shorts and boxers. Poor Taeyong is already jumpy when you pick up the camera and shows up in front of him only in your crop top and panties. Where the hell did your shorts go? Is all Taeyong can think about.

“Okay, pose one” you smile as you see Taeyong trying his best to still look manly with his pose under the purple light. He attempts to act like he's taking off his hoodie and oh that generous skin air time will make everyone drools. You even have to hold yourself from pulling it down and punishing him for that, but the show has to go on.

“Sexy, be more pliant Tyong,” you comment on him as you wave your remote to him and he groans because in this game he feels losing.

“The fans love it, but keyword is submissive honey,” you make the session heat up by making comments on him and tracking the fans hearts and requests. Oh gosh they're so generous in gifting moneys.

“Nicee!” You decide three is enough for his fans no way they're getting four.. that's for another time.

Taeyong groans but turns it into a moan when you press another button at your remote “One two three,” you focus the cam on Taeyong who's actually not ready but has to hold it for his fans to capture the picture

You send him a glare of warning but he cockily looks at the camera and says “Come on sweetie why did you freeze? Am I too hot?” he puts on his big boba eyes to you and you shake your head before moving back to shoot him at a nice angle. You put the vibration on top notch and Taeyong clearly shakes before you. You playfully spread your legs too so he can see how wet you are from his cute play too. Taeyong smirks when he knows you're also trying hard to not attack him on place so he gets bold and takes off his shorts. Your eyes widen when you realize he's gonna be in his boxers only for the last (best) shot.

You gulp when you see how pliant and delicious he looks like. Your hand shake and Taeyong quickly snatch the camera off your hands.

He shoots his face and winces when his member is still painfully locked in your vibrating ring “See you all next week, thank you and sweet dreams love,” he whispers his closing routine to his fans and ends the webshow “Final pose for tonight to all my TYfs out there, this is for you guys. I love you all.” Taeyong sends a flying kiss before bravely wrapping up the night with his lips quivering from holding back the moan and his boxer painfully holding his bulge back

“What are you thinking?” he asks from his gritted teeth. You froze, knowing you fucked up. Taeyong has always been the one incharge but for once you want to be the dominant one. You shake under his piercing gaze, where is the subby TY five seconds ago? “Sorry-" you whisper before getting cut by a plump lips on yours. “Finish what you started noona,” he softly mewls into your lips. His big eyes stare into yours with submission and desire. Your core burns when he kneels in front of you and keeps his hands on his back. “I'll be your good boy tonight. Use me and have fun with me.” He blinks two times in aegyo and that's all you need to get the green light to take over him tonight. “Good boy, noona is here to take care of your aching baby” you smirk before straddling his laps and placing a hand over his moist boxer. “Looks like my little kitten messes himself down there, do you need help kitten?” you whisper in front of his lips. Your hand is playing with his hair while the other one is touching his member. He nods “Please noona, I need you.” You press a quick kiss on his lips “You've been good. Noona will reward you tonight.”

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oh gosh (runs) good bye, did y'all figure out how i actually know a lot of smut knowledge ( i know more bye)

#taeyong x reader #taeyong x you #taeyong x y/n #sub!taeyong #taeyong smut #camboy au #taeyong scenarios #taeyong suggestive #taeyong oneshot #taeyong imagines #taeyong drabbles #taeyong fanfic #sub!nct #nct smut #taeyong au #taeyong nct #nct suggestive #nct scenarios #nct imagines

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weareallstoriesintheend · 4 years ago

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Deity - (Reader x Sub!Sackler)

Summary: Adam comes home from an audition in a raging mood and you know exactly how to calm him down. Sometimes a little bit of worship is all that is needed...

Based on the song Deity by Valeree

Warnings: Smut, Oral (F receiving), Fdom, Sub!Sackler

Words: 2,624

He slammed the door behind him with a classic elongated groan; you peeked over the top of the book you were reading as he threw his keys down on the side table and stomped around your apartment. You watched silently from the armchair as he trudged to the kitchen, kicking and throwing his clothes off him as he went. Adam was akin to a child in the way that ridding himself of his clothes helped rid him of his anger. He would always rip his shirt off over his head whenever he got even remotely frustrated, it was a quirk that you always quietly enjoyed. In fact you’d probably picked a fight or two in the past just to see him do it. You watched as he slammed the tap on to pour himself a glass of water before chugging it down in a terrifyingly small amount of gulps and slamming the glass down on the side. “Rough day?” you posed casually turning back to the page you were reading. “These fucking casting directors are a JOKE!” he shouted and began pacing once more shaking his clenched fists into the air. You bit back a giggle at his ridiculous motions. “I’m guessing the audition didn’t go well then?” you realised, as he turned to you, that this wasn’t usual Adam frustration; the over active emotions he usually displayed were gone, this was genuine hurt. So you chucked your book down on the coffee table and leant your elbows on your knees to show him you were listening. He flung himself round and dropped into the coach opposite you. He rubbed the flats of his palms into his eyes and grunted “I don’t know why I bother; every audition I do lately is just full of pretentious dicks who think being fucking pretty is what’s going to get them the job… and then it fuuuucking WORKS!” “But you are pretty baby” you teased slightly; he looked at you pouting, his lusciously full bottom lip jutting out. He whined and tilted his head back balling his fists up in his lap “That’s not the point!”

Honey, you look lost And I've never really been religious But I heard finding a God Just might help when someone's starting to feel helpless

“I know my love, sorry. Listen…” you waited until he looked back at you before continuing “You work so hard and I hate to see you losing hope. You’re passionate and talented and that’s what’s going to get you these jobs. But you have to fight for that! And keepfighting!” He was still pouting but he nodded silently, his eyebrows were pulled down over his sweet doe eyes. You smiled at him as something changed in his expression, a familiar twinkle glinted in his eye as he ran his gaze over your seated position. It was like he’d just realised what you were wearing, simply underwear and one of his old t-shirts that you practically drowned in as it ended at the tops of your thighs “What do you need darling? Tell me.” You asked.

I don't know much 'bout Buddhists, Jews, or Christians But I got something I think you could worship

Adam dropped to his knees and crawled the short distance between you until he was seated, leant back on his heels, at your feet. He was silent, staring at you with those pretty pleading eyes “You have to use your words Sackler.” you prompted. He practically wiggled in place as he hands came up to run along your bare thighs. You slapped his hands away and sat forward so you were close to his face, breath ghosting over him. He whined in protest but closed his eyes “Your words my love. You have to use them.” you stated, voice seductively lower. “You,” he whispered “I want you.” You smiled back at him, “I’m right here honey, what do you need?” He huffed a sigh and licked his bottom lip “I want to taste you… please. I want to worship you, take my mind off this fucking stupid day.” Those sweet doe eyes were back and you leant back with your elbows on the armrests of the chair for a moment pretending to be deep in thought. You took in the image of Adam, resting back on his heels in just his light grey underwear. His wide pale chest was heaving a little faster now; his long muscled arms were resting against his body, palms flat against his thighs. “Oh look at you sweetheart, so pretty for me” you chuckled. He nodded and inched a little closer “Please. I need something good in my day. You are my something good.”

You heart ached in your chest at his soft pleas. “Show me” you stated, he immediately widened his knees slightly and dropped his head. You followed his gaze to the growing bulge in his boxers “Oh” you gasped, you couldn’t help but lean forward as you spoke and capture his chin in your hand. Your other hand leant forward to touch his hardening cock, you touched him just so your fingers were barely grazing him and he bucked slightly. Bringing his face up to look at you you placed a soft kiss to his lips. He whined almost silently under his breath and pitched forward trying to keep your lips on his “Fuuuuck come on kid, I need this” he begged under his breath. You chuckled darkly at his sweet demeanor faltering slightly back into his usual cadence “Okay…” you stated, widening your legs and planting your feet either side of his thighs. “Be a good boy for me”

I’ll be your deity, fall to your knees Oh, honey, pray to me between the sheets

He dove forward and hooked his fingers into your underwear and ripped them harshly down your legs. You closed your knees together slightly and tsk’d at him “ah, ah, ah… slowly sweet boy” He nodded apologetically and began placing indulgent kisses up your thigh. The muscles twitched underneath his full lips and you sighed, leaning your head against the back of the chair “That’s it, I want to feel how badly you want this” His hands tentatively wrapped around your ankles, clearly unsure if he was allowed to touch you. You considered kicking him away but you looked down and his eyes caught yours. He licked a hot wet stripe up your inner right thigh and you could see the smirk twitching at his lips as you gasped despite yourself.

Get down and start to confess Come into the church between my legs Baby, and I’ll set you free

You abruptly sat up and grabbed his jaw in your hand squeezing tightly, he groaned at the feeling and you brought him up to your eye line “I see that smirk, here I thought you were being a good boy” “I am.” he smiled “No I don’t think you are, you come in here stomping around my apartment like a fucking child, like you own the place, and now you think you can act all cocky to me?” His expression suddenly changed again, his eyebrows quirked a little and he squirmed in your grasp “I’m sorry” he whispered, stuttering slightly as he spoke. “What was that?” you asked, squeezing his jaw tighter. He winced “I’m sorry!” “Look at you, pathetic. All pouty and whiny for me. But look…” you lowered your eyes to his hard cock evident between his powerful thighs, a small wet patch was darkening where his pre-cum had soaked through the light material “… You can’t control yourself can you? Sweet little boy is all needy from the mere thought of tasting my cunt” He nodded frantically and you let go of his jaw “I-I’m sorry. Please” he whispered again, fingers twitching in his lap. You aww’d at him, he looked so innocent when he begged. “Do you want to be good Adam?” you questioned, already knowing the answer but wanting the admission to come from his lips only. “Yes! Please I want to make you feel good. Let me earn you.” he cried out; big, wide eyes looked up at you as you nodded allowing him to continue.

Oh, I don't believe in a vengeful God No, I don't believe in punishing the sinner Unless punishment's the kind of love you want

He kissed quick, soft pecks up both of your thighs and you savoured the feeling of his timid grasp on your ankles. You invited him closer by parting your legs a little more, unable to take your eyes of his ministrations. Having him like this thrilled you; the thought of this large, beautiful man who usually pinned you down and made you beg for his cock now on his knees pleading for just a taste of you made you soaked beyond belief.

His lips glided closer to your cunt along your goosebumped skin, your clit was throbbing harder as you tried to keep your composed control. He was taking his time, cherishing the soft skin between your legs but you needed him. You snaked your hand into his hair and tugged up, he cried out in your grasp before moaning into the folds of your cunt. You sighed, releasing him and leaning back once more. You closed your eyes and took in the feeling of his soft tongue gliding over you “Yes, that’s it. Fuck, that feels good” you hummed almost to yourself. He moaned into you and the vibrations made you shudder, he wrapped his lips around your clit and began sucking. He knew just how much you loved the sensation of his skilled mouth around your clit, the amount of times you’d begged for it he knew exactly what you needed in this moment. You looked down and took in the contentment on his face, eyes closed in what could only be described as absolute bliss as he busied himself in your dripping cunt. “You’re doing so good for me baby” You whispered, stroking his hair from his face. You looked down and saw him palming his cock with one hand, wriggling in his kneeling position. You flicked your foot to tap his arm “Did I tell you you could do that?” Without lifting his mouth from you he shook his head and didn’t even opening his eyes, you held back the moan that threatened to ripple through you “Then stop” you ordered. He whined and looked up at you with those beautiful eyes, you almost caved to his neediness but then you got an idea.

I don't know much 'bout Orthodox traditions But I got something I think you should worship

“I’ll make you a deal, make me cum and I’ll think about letting you do the same” you smiled, his eyes lit up and suddenly he was devouring you. Gripping your legs once again he moaned and grunted into you. Shockwaves of pleasure were crackling over your skin and it was your turn to cry out, plunging your hands into his messy hair you clutched him to you. Your tight hole was clenching around nothing as you dripped onto the chair below you. “Yes, just like that. Good boy, keep doing that” you rambled as you were lost in the feeling of his hot mouth on you. Your stomach was tightening and your thighs clamped around his head unable to stop your hips from bucking into his face. He knew you so well, he knew every sound and move you made as you got closer and closer to cumming. Suddenly his hands leave your legs and tuck up under you, lifting you off the seat closer to him. You wanted to stop him, scold him for doing something without permission but the quivering in your thighs and the choking moans you were letting out meant you could barely speak. You gripped his arms to steady yourself, balanced precariously on his large palms. “Make me cum! Yes, fuck, make me cum!” you chanted and one with one hard suck directly on your clit you felt yourself tumbling into white-hot pleasure. Uninhibited cries leave you as you dig your fingernails deep into his arms, your muscles stiff and burning hot as you convulse against him. He rests you down into the chair once more, placing gentle kisses to your trembling thighs once more as you pant and whimper. “You did so well for me.” you whisper as you meet his expectant gaze. You can see his palms tapping his thighs, you hadn’t realised he had managed to free himself from his boxers. His thick, aching cock was now twitching below you and you laughed. “Okay” that was all you needed to say before his hand was stroking it. He hissed at the sensation, leaning his head back.

You leant forward and stroked his pale shoulders where they were tinged with a blush of red, they glistened with sweat from his effort “You did so good Adam” you cooed at him “You’re so sweet to me” He whined and looked back at you, his bottom lip was sucked in between his teeth and his eyebrows were pulled down in desperation. His hand picked up speed between you “You did exactly as I asked didn’t you?” He nodded frantically, panting at the speed he was stroking. “And you did so good in that audition today, I know you did. My talented boy, you deserve the world you know that?” you whispered, stroking his sweat soaked hair back out of his face. You ran your fingertips down his face, tracing light teasing patterns over all the angles you loved, his cheeks were flushed an exquisite pink. You ran the tip of your finger down his beautiful, aquiline nose that you absolutely adored and he moaned, his eyes brimming like he could cry. His hand picked up speed once again and his hips were rutting up into his grasp. You wiped sweat from his temple and kissed his forehead, leaning forward so you could whisper in his ear “Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how good it feels to worship at my feet” “S-so good” he stuttered “So fucking good!”

Baby, praise me. Make me your deity and I'll set you free

“That’s it Adam, cum for me. You deserve it.” He tilted forward, placing his forehead on your shoulder with a groan. You placed kisses to every inch of skin you could reach up and down his neck, sucking gently on his earlobe “Cum for me.” He explodes with a deep groan, thick ropes of cum splashing up onto his stomach and over his hand. He huffs and grunts, rutting up into his hands in stuttered thrusts. He sways slightly as his breathing slows and you reach out to grab his shoulders and steady him.

Once you had caught your breath you stood. You made your way to the kitchen bare feet padding quietly on the cold floor, knees wobbling beneath you, to get a towel. Walking back to him you saw him watching your every move with a dazed smile on his face, his eyelids were drooped and sweat droplets dripped deliciously down the centre of his chest. You dropped the towel into his outstretched hands and chuckled as he wiped his cum agitatedly from his hands and stomach with a slight grimace. Bending down you knelt down on the floor in front of him, taking his face in both your hands and kissing him. You stroked your tongue into his mouth, delighting in the taste of your juices on his lips. “Such a good boy for me” you teased quietly. “Fuck off kid” he laughed, blushing a deeper shade pink. He leant his forehead against yours and sighed “Thank you”.

#adam sackler #hbo girls #sackler x you #sackler x reader #sub!sackler #sub!sacker x reader #fdom #adam sackler fic #Spotify #sackler

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nohoney · 4 years ago

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Missed Dates - Hawks

I originally wanted to make this sugar daddy Hawks but got this instead...

Hawks is the #2 hero so you know that he’s usually preoccupied with his profession

But he always tries his best to make time for you “finally, I get to relax with my baby bird! I deserve it!”

Regrettably though..... Hawks does have to choose his work first and there have been multiple occasions where you receive a last minute text or call from him apologizing and having to cancel a date

“I’m so sorry baby bird....”

“Ah, it’s fine Keigo... duty calls yeah?”

“Yeah, we’ll have dinner tomorrow okay?”

If he could put you first all the time, he absolutely would

Obviously Hawks makes a good living as a top Pro Hero, he’s probably not Endeavor rich but he’s got money

So just right after he gets off the phone after telling you that he can’t come to dinner again you get a little notification on your phone

$XXXX has been deposited in your bank account along with a text from Hawks

‘Treat yourself to something nice, on me xoxo’

You’re floored at the amount of money that your boyfriend just sent to you, not even your biggest paycheck could complete with the number. Immediately you ring up Hawks, your fingers tapping on the dinner table in annoyance and waiting for him to pick up. Right when you hear his voice chime your name, you go off on him, “What the hell Keigo?! I am perfectly capable of buying my own things! I like working and earning my own money, I don’t need a hand out!”

“No you’ve got it wrong baby bird! I just wanted to make it up to you for not being able to come to dinner again, I’m not pitying you.” Hawks explains himself, you recognize the sound of him flying through the air as he talks on the phone with you, “I meant it, whatever you want it’s on me.”

“Keigo, I don’t want your money. I’m sending it back to you.” You tell him, ready to do so.

“Oh no you don’t, if you do that I’ll just double it right back to you.” Keigo challenges you, a hint of a warning in his tone.

“What?! Keigo, don’t you dare!”

“Don’t you test me dove. Try to send it back, I dare you.”

“Keigo...” you sigh out in frustration, about to insist that it wasn’t necessary but Hawks cuts you off with the gentle call of your name.

It sounds like Keigo is landing, no longer hearing the flapping of his wings or the whistle of the wind. “Just please accept it? I know it’s my fault that we don’t spend enough time together and doing this for you makes me happy. I want to spoil you and doing this makes me feel like I’m taking care of you.” Keigo gently insists and he says it with such soft conviction that you feel like you can’t argue back with him.

“I... I... okay.” You sigh in defeat, you couldn’t be mad knowing that all he wanted was to make you happy and secure. “I’ll accept it.”

“Great! Show me what you bought tomorrow, surprise me!” Hawks’ tone switches to sounding like his chipper self and you can’t catch him on it as he talks over you, “No buying necessities, you better have used that money on something that you normally wouldn’t get! Clothes, a computer, maybe a new phone or something. Love you baby bird, bye!”

You can’t help but feel a little tricked.

But it’s what he wanted and you know that in the end, this really is meant to be a loving gesture. So you spend the money he sent you and show him your purchases the next day at dinner, his eyes shining and a big grin on his face as you go through the bags on the floor of your home.

So it becomes routine that every time Hawks has to cancel last minute on you for dates or plans, he ends up sending you a ridiculous amount of money for you to spend on yourself and however you please. It’s nice, you don’t mind it because hey with your own paychecks you couldn’t buy certain things unless you saved up for them first. You upgrade certain amenities in your home, buy your parents or friends dinners when you go out with them, and buy that designer purse you always dreamed of having along with the matching wallet.

And as nice as it was of Hawks to spoil you, it didn’t really compare to being with him and no amount of money could be a substitute for his love and affection, so you hatch a plan after two months since he sent that first deposit.

You know how dedicated Hawks is to his hero work and you always leave him be when it’s his working hours except for the occasional text just to say you love and miss him. But you delicately place your newest purchase on the surface of his bed, one of many that’s in the bag with each set wrapped in tissue paper and think to yourself that for once, you’re gonna make your boyfriend call out from work.

So you wash up, do your makeup and style your hair before putting on the lingerie piece you bought just a few hours earlier. You pose for a few pictures of you wearing your set and have videos recorded of yourself as well, choosing the most flattering picture and sending it to Hawks with the caption, “Look what I bought.”

Lace, flowers, see through, flimsy, you know it’ll drive him wild.

You hope and pray that Hawks is having some downtime right now because you’re not about to wait a few hours for his response and-

“Dove it looks so pretty, it’s going to look even prettier on the floor when I take it off you tonight.”

Oh hell no, you’re not waiting until his shift is over at his agency. You’re going to make him want to come to you.

This time you send a picture of yourself from the waist up, cupping one of your breasts in the frilly bra and give him a teasing smile.

“Yes Dove, very pretty and very sexy. Just wait until I get home and I’ll show you much I appreciate it.”

Fuck no.

You send a video that you know is gonna drive him up the wall.

Your phone rings and you pick up right away, answering with a leisurely, “Hello?”

“What are you doing to me baby bird?” Hawks hisses into the phone, his voice a little low and you detect a hint of frustration in his tone. “Why do you keep on teasing me? You know I’m at work right now.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Keigo, I’m just really excited about my new lingerie. I’m just showing you how nice it is.” You’re not one to play coy but when you do, it works your boyfriend up. “Is that so wrong?”

“What’s wrong is that I just popped a semi while one of my sidekicks was talking all because of that little video you sent me! I can’t walk around like this!”

“Then I guess you should come home then huh?”

“Don’t tempt me dove, I promise I’ll wrap things up soon and I swear I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll need to call off work for a week.” Hawks growls into the phone and it makes your spine shiver; he’s getting feral. “Just sit pretty for me and be good, yeah?”

Nope.

“Okay Keigo, can I just send you one more?”

“Sure dove.”

You send the photo, your phone chiming with the delivered sound.

“I’m coming home.”

Hawks hangs up before you get the chance to say anything.

And just a short fifteen minutes later while you’re lying on the bed wearing a different set this time, you hear the balcony door slide open; Hawks only uses that as an entrance if he’s really in a rush to get in and out of his place. He practically slams the door open, his face flustered and golden eyes zero in on you. “Baby bird...”

“Winged Hero Hawks, how are you doing this fine day?” You ask with an innocent tilt of your head and keeping your eyes on the screen of your phone.

Hawks sheds off his jacket, his wings fanning out and several feathers coming towards your direction. One red feather knocks the phone out of your hand while two restrain you down by your wrists, the feathers soft against your skin and you don’t dare fight them back; you have no reason to. You give Hawks a cheeky grin as he climbs onto the bed, approaching you like a predator. “You call in sick? Feeling light headed? You must be with that boner, all the blood rushing from that busy brain of yours to your cock.”

Hawks wears his pants baggy but you can see the bulge of his cock when you glance down at his crotch. You sigh as his hands carefully run over the lingerie set you swapped to and he comments on it, “You weren’t wearing this in those pictures you sent me earlier.”

“Well I wanted to model all of the sets for you and ask which one you like the best. Sounds like a good time yeah?” You feel the feathers leave your wrists and they return back to his wings.

He gulps, still delicately touching the lace and asks, “How many did you buy?”

“One for every missed date the past two months.” You pull him down by the collar of his shirt, lick the shell of his ear and whisper, “Let’s break them in Keigo.”

#hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #takami x reader #takami keigo #bnha #bnha x reader

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 4 years ago

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Moe Moe Mallekei Kyun~

In which Malleus and Cater go to a maid café, and shenanigans ensue.

... I’ve been wanting to write this for a long time.

***Warning: mild spoilers for Malleus’s PE Uniform personal story!***

Imagine this...

“Lilia-sama.”

Two bodyguards fell into line, saluting simultaneously to their vice dorm leader.

“We just finished combing through the prime gargoyle locations around campus,” Silver reported. “Unfortunately, there was no sight of Malleus-sama to be found. The accounts of the various students we interviewed also corroborate that the Young Master has not recently been spotted in the area.”

“I see. Thank you, Silver.” Lilia sighed, cupping his cheek in one hand. “Hm, this is a bit odd. Wherever could he have wandered off to this time?”

At that moment, a ping! sounded off. Lilia fished his phone out of his pocket and, with one glance at the screen, his expression softened.

“You don’t suppose some dastardly villain has… kidnapped the Young Master and is holding him for ransom, do you?!” Sebek’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull at the thought. “If that is the case… THEN WE HAVE FAILED AS MALLEUS-SAMA’S KNIGHTS!!”

“Now, now--let’s not jump to conclusions. Even if that were true, I’m certain that Malleus would be able to easily fend off assailants on his own. Perhaps he has simply lost his way, or headed off campus to run an errand.”

“... Without warning us in advance?”

“I would have happily accompanied the Young Master wherever he went--EVEN TO THE ENDS OF TWISTED WONDERLAND ITSELF!!”

“Kufufu. Malleus is still young at heart. Let us allow him this moment of independence, just this once. He will find his way home eventually.”

“Welcome home, my masters!!”

Malleus skidded to a stop in the doorway—for beyond it laid unknown territory. The interior sported cream walls, with fairy lights, streamers, and paper flowers strung up. A number of tables and chairs, populated with people, were set against flowing white curtains.

Young ladies flitted about, balancing trays of food and drinks, cameras, and microphones. Each wore the same outfit, consisting of a frilly headdress, an apron, and a black dress with lace trim and ribbons.

And now, one of those uniformed girls extended a hand to him and a warm, welcoming smile.

Malleus frowned and turned to the orange haired young man beside him. “... Diamond. What is this strange establishment you’ve brought me to?”

“Mm? It’s a maid café,” Cater chirped, glancing up from his phone. “You said you’ve never been before, right?”

“Well, yes… However, when you invited me to join you for an outing, I did not expect this to be our destination.”

“It’ll be fine~ We’re already here, so let’s get seated!” Cater insisted cheerily, ushering the fae through the door.

“Right this way, my masters!” The greeter giggled and led the way, eventually stopping at a vacant table set for two. As the duo slipped into their seats, she handed them menus and moistened towels. “We have a wide selection of special services and delicious dishes for your enjoyment!”

Malleus hesitantly flipped open the (very pink) menu and ran his eyes down the page of available items. Along with the expected offerings of desserts, savory foods, and beverages were odd listings: massage, ear cleaning, karaoke, game, arts and crafts, picture, spoon feeding, live song and dance...

He stared quizzically at Cater, who seemed to be taking everything in stride.

“I’ll take a plate of omurice! How about you, Malleus-kun?”

He stared back at his menu, trying to make rhyme or reason of the unique names. What in the Great Seven was a Pyon ❤ Pyon Sunshine Bar…? Or a Lucky☆Happy☆Cookie? Malleus’s brows furrowed in both concentration and confusion.

“I… I shall have the local specialty, whatever that may be,” the fae prince declared at last.

“Excellent choices! And would you like a bunny, or a kitty?”

“You hand out animals at this eating establishment? Is that not a health code violation?”

“Aaah, Malleus-kun, she doesn’t mean real rabbits and cats. Look--you’ll see when she brings them, okay?” Cater laughed awkwardly. Then, turning to the waitress, he held up his index finger. “One of each, little lady~”

“Of course!” She scribbled down a few words on her heart shaped notepad before prancing off.

“... Diamond. Are you certain this is the fabled maid café of which you spoke of?” Malleus asked, folding his arms. “I find it difficult to believe that every patron here is descended from a high class lineage. Furthermore, the servers are wearing attire entirely unlike that of a traditional household servant.”

Cater blinked once, twice—then chuckled.

“Maid cafés are like normal cafés. Anyone can go to them to play pretend and chill for a while! The difference is that the waitresses are dressed cutely and offer fun services. Singing, dancing, playing games—that kinda thing!”

“I do not understand.” Malleus swept a hand at their surroundings. “The purpose of this establishment is merely for… amusement?”

“Yup! People get tired of the daily grind sometimes, so they go to places like this to see cute stuff and just take a load off.”

“I… I see.” Malleus tucked his thumb and forefinger under his chin. “We do not have anything like your maid cafes in the Valley of Thorns.”

“You don’t? What sort of things do you do back home for fun, then?”

“I was not allowed to venture far from the palace grounds. Most of my time was spent indoors, studying spells or honing my magical abilities.”

Cater inclined his head. “Oooh, right! Because you’re a prince and all, you weren’t able to do much—but hey! Things are different now! You’ve got Cay-kun to show you a good time!”

“Ah, yes. A ‘good time’...” Malleus attempted at a smile, which came out more wary than he had intended.

“Thank you for waiting!” a girlish voice chirped—their waitress had returned, wearing a tray of food in one hand and two headbands in the other. “Here is your omurice and Nyan ✨ Nyan ✨ Kitty-chan Parfait, plus one pair of kitty ears and one pair of bunny ears!”

She handed Cater his dish—a bed of ketchup flavored fried rice, sealed by a wobbling omelet and garnished with a sprig of parsley.

“Mm! Smells delicious. Thanks a bunch~” Cater grinned, winking at his server.

The maid giggled and placed Malleus’s dessert before him, along with the headbands.

“Would you like me to draw or write something special for you on your meal, master?” she asked, gesturing to Cater’s omurice.

“Sure thing! Could you write ‘Mallekei’? Oh, and a couple of hearts would be cute, too!”

“As you wish!”

As the maid set to work, Malleus marveled at the sight of his parfait.

Colorful scoops of ice-cream, granola, and sliced fruits were layered inside of a tall glass cup. A generous crown of whipped cream and a drizzle of strawberry sauce topped it off. Sticking out from the whipped cream were two wafer triangles and dots of chocolate candies, forming a cat-like face.

How adorable.

… But not adorable enough to be spared.

“Thank you for the food.” The fae raised his spoon to demolish the poor parfait kitten—

“Stop, stop, Malleus-kun!!” Cater cried, frantically waving his arms. “N-Not yet!!”

Malleus lowered his spoon with a frown. “Food is meant to be consumed, Diamond. Is there an issue you have with my table etiquette?”

“Well—no, but…” Cater played with a lock of his orange hair and sighed. “There’s certain rituals we need to do first!”

“Rituals? Oh, my apologies. I was not aware. Please proceed with your regularly scheduled… rituals.”

“Ahaha, you’re a quick learner! First thing’s first, let’s put on our headbands!” Cater swept up the cat ears and passed them over. “Here, to match your parfait! I’ll take the rabbit.”

Malleus gingerly nestled the cat ears on his head, copying Cater’s movements. It was a bit tricky maneuvering around his horns, but somehow, he managed.

“Oh!! Those ears suit you so well!” the waitress said, glancing up from decorating the omurice. Carefully placed splotches of ketchup spelled out ‘Mallekei’, hearts and little sparkles littering the space around the boys’ combined names.

“... Do they?” Malleus doubted it.

“They do!!” Cater reassured him with a laugh. “Ne, ne, miss! Can you take our picture so my friend here can have a souvenir to take home with him?”

“Certainly!” She replaced the bottle of ketchup and hurried off, returning shortly after with a polaroid camera. “Are you ready, my masters?”

“Ready, Malleus-kun?”

“Hmph. Of course. I will have you know that my posing abilities have improved considerably since our last encounter. Do not underestimate me.”

“Oh, that’s great! You’ve been practicing! Then… on the count of three, we nyah, okay?”

“... What is ‘nyah’?” Malleus inquired, his confidence suddenly waning.

“Eh?” A blip of surprise crossed Cater’s face. “Like, y’know… nyah!”

The influencer curled both of his hands into balls and made a pawing motion at his friend. “Now you try!”

“Like this?” Malleus mimicked him. He was more stiff—definitely not as practiced—but the general motion was still recognizable.

“Very good, master!!” the waitress gushed, raising the polaroid up. “On three?”

“1, 2, 3… Nyah!”

A flash went off, sending stars into Malleus’s vision. As he rubbed the daze out of his eyes, Cater’s voice called out to him.

“Are you okay there?”

“I am well. There is no need for your concern,” the fae insisted. “This ritual… it is more confounding that I took it to be.”

“Eeeh? It’s not meant to be hard or anything. Just relax, relax!” Cater paused before adding, “It’s part of the ritual’s requirements! You need to be nice and loose for the last step!”

“What is this last step?”

“We need to cast a magic spell to make your food taste extra tasty!” the waitress declared cheerily.

“Hoh?” A smirk found its way onto Malleus’s face. “That can easily be arranged. Allow me to do the honors.”

He put his hand before his parfait, an eerie green glow emulating from his palm. The sinister light engulfed his dish and Cater’s, sending them floating midair. Radioactive ice-cream and omurice hovered above their heads, causing both Cater and their maid to recoil in shock.

Other customers stared at the spectacle from their own tables. One man’s jaw dropped, the forkful of spaghetti bolognese in his mouth clattering onto the floor.

“You, who provides sustenance to the masses, become that which is delici—“

“H-Hold on a sec, Malleus-kun!!” Cater practically leapt over the table to seize his friend’s glowing hand. “Not that kind of spell!!”

Eyes wide with surprise, Malleus allowed his magic to settle down. The parfait and omurice gently floated back onto their table, and the maid sighed with relief.

“Is there a different spell needed for this occasion? I assure you that I am well-versed in practical magic—you need only speak its name, and I can conjure the proper…”

“No, no! It’s—“ Cater casted a look at their server and nervously chuckled. “Ne, Maid-chan~ Think you can give us a demonstration of the right spell?”

“Yes, master!” the girl, ever professional, flashed a perky grin. “Please watch carefully!!”

The maid set down her polaroid on the table. She then arched her fingers into C-like shapes, thumb extended straight. Pushing her hands together, she formed a heart and aimed it in the direction of the boy’s dishes.

“Moe moe kyuuuuuun!”

“What an odd spell. In all my years, I have never heard of such an enchantment…”

“Well, there’s a first for everything, right?” Cater flicked one of his floppy rabbit ears. “Plus, it should be no problem for the great Malleus-sama to pull off this spell, right?”

“This is child’s play,” Malleus’s laugh was like the earth itself rumbling. His lips quirked into a small smile. “You will join me in performing this sacred ritual, will you not, Diamond?”

“Of course~”

“Very well.”

They made hearts and thrust them upon their meals. And together, they uttered those three magic words.

“Moe moe kyuuuuun!!”

“Welcome back, Malleus,” Lilia greeted. The vice dorm leader nonchalantly hung from the ceiling, his raven and magenta bangs suspended midair. “Did you have fun on your outing?”

“Lilia. You knew?” Malleus slowly shut the door behind him, chasing away the cool air of the night. He spoke softly, knowing that sounds carried in the dusty hallways of Diasomnia and could disturb its residents.

“The wonders of modern technology,” Lilia trilled, expertly landing beside his young master. He brandished his phone in a gloved hand, a text message displayed on the screen.

hey hey lilia-chan! gonna steal malmal-kun for the day~ he’ll be back later, but do me a solid and keep it a secret from s&s til then, ‘kay? thnx!! (✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡

“It looks as though I have been exposed.”

“There is no shame in making new friends. In fact, I’m proud of you for expanding your horizons.” Lilia beamed. “Though what a shame it is that I was not present to grab a few pictures. Hopefully Cater fulfilled that task for me.”

The ancient fae tilted forward in his toes and peered up at his prince. “Soooo? Where did you sneak off to?”

“Fufu. Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“My. Is that any way to treat the man that kept Silver and Sebek from hunting you down?” Lilia teased, wagging a finger.

“Such loyalty,” Malleus smirked, hands on his hips, “deserves to be rewarded.”

He produced a polaroid photograph from his breast pocket and presented it with a flourish. The image, forever captured in time, was that of Malleus and Cater—the former with cat ears, the latter with bunny ears—with hands balled to resemble paws. Cater cheekily winked, while Malleus looked slightly bewildered.

The edges of the polaroid were dotted with stickers—smiley faces, flowers, and hearts. Marker had been used to scrawl on whiskers and blushes over both boys’ cheeks.

Overall, cutesy—overwhelming so.

But the Malleus and Cater in the picture were happy.

Their eyes shining like jewels.

Nyah-ing their hearts out.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Malleus Draconia #Cater Diamond #twisted wonderland imagines #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland scenarios #something no one asked for #spoilers

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Cocktease

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes...” mused a deceased Harland as he eyed a future acquisition.

The specter licked it’s lips in greedy anticipation, taking note of the sun-glazed man in front of him building a substantial fort in the sand.

Beautiful curves baked in golden sunset outlined the man’s every muscle. Harland gawked as he followed every bend and bump of the man, committing his form to memory. He continued to hover his intangible mass near his future skin. The man’s hair was jet-black, and gently spiked from ocean water. The man’s muscles moved expertly beneath his skin, revealing their strength. This was a body sculpted through years of work, hard-earned and built for power. Unable to control himself further, Harland began to caress the man’s body from behind, causing him to jolt in a shiver.

“You alright there, Marco?” A small petite woman waved from afar.

“Y-yeah, just a breeze.. Sorry for the scare Val!” He shouted back, reassuringly as he shook off the odd sensations.

This only prompted Harland to continue further, deeper. Harland was as ruthless of a businessman as he was effective. In his day he was never one to compromise. He loved a good, dirty fight. He relished in the struggle. A vessel of this much resistance was made for him. This time around, he dug his spectral fingers into Marco’s golden arms, causing a slight ripple in its muscled flesh. He watched in glee as he traced the outline of those forearms, causing the fine hairs he dragged his intangible hand through to glow briefly and settle white. Property of Harland.

Marco meanwhile went from small jolts to a slight convulsion, as he felt something inherently wrong penetrate him. There was something otherworldly to the sensation he had just felt. Moments later a stream of vile, negative emotions flooded him, causing him to laugh uncontrollably.

Marco knew something was wrong. These were not the bright, sunny laughter he normally gave off. They were cruel, callous laughs which sent chills down his spine. He had no idea his body could even make these sounds. He glanced at his biceps and recoiled in shock as he viewed stray muscles writhing and moving on their own. Marco felt an enhanced sensation in his arms, like an increased awareness in his control of them yet by that very same sensation was an unnatural numbness to them. By all accounts, they were his arms but something was off. These appendages attached to him could hardly qualify as his arms. There was something not-Marco to them that his brain couldn’t quite resolve. Every movement he felt was unnatural, like he had to actively focus on moving every single muscle just to get his arms to move the way he desired.

Marco began to worry in his head, as more and more of his body began to follow in the same feeling. He ran through the day’s events, trying in vain to discern what could have caused these sensations. Then, his legs buckled and he collapsed into the very fort he had built earlier.

In sweat and sand, in struggle and sun, Marco began to convulse on the ground. His desperation unseen by others, shielded by the pile he excavated to make the fort.

He thrashed and shook vigorously, as more unfamiliar sensations flooded him.

The feeling was moving throughout him. It was unmistakably living. And it was drawing closer to his head.

A stream of drool left Marco’s mouth, as his shaking quickened. Veins bulged in his face and throughout his body as seconds later, his eyes began to roll back.

“F-Fuck!!” He shouted.

“Mmmm yes, ‘Fuck’ indeed” an elderly voice inside him spoke.

“What the-“

“Pleasure to finally meet you... I’m Harland”

——

Marco grasped his head in pain. “W-what the fuck do you want?!

“The answer to that question should be quite obvious.” Marco’s own lips spoke this time. His pained expression loosened and all visible struggle drained from it, as Harland commandeered Marco’s pretty face as his own. A hand still half-controlled by Marco shook in place until it eventually relented and caressed his face in rough unnatural motions. “I want this”.

“GET OUT” Marco shouted in protest. His body shook violently in one swift motion before settling.

In a brief instance, Marco again found full control of his body. He let out one sigh of relief before passing out.

——

Stirred awake by the sound of gently rolling waves and the vibration in his pocket, Marco awoke from a nap that had gone for far too long.

He viewed his phone, taking note of the hours lost in slumber. A new text from Val.

“Today was fun, had a client booked. Was gonna wake you up but you looked way too cute like that. Let’s do this again sometime. Maybe no giant sandcastles next time ;)”

He laughed gently as he spoke to himself “Damn, quarantine has really done a number on your stamina, eh Marco?”. He continued to slowly get up from the hole he had created himself- stopping every few moments as if to anticipate another fight for his body, despite writing off the entire event as a dream. “Must have dozed off or something.” He kept repeating rationalizations to himself, chalking the whole thing up to an illusion born of fatigue. Yet somehow deep down, he knew it was all too real. Something foreign, something unnatural was still there with him. Still Inside.

All reservations aside, nothing out of the ordinary seemed to have occurred since waking up and Marco began to even slightly believe his own little lie.

“Of course it was just a dream”.

As soon as Marco began to truly relax himself, his body shook into rigid, unnatural poses, defiantly showing its owner his error.

He attempted to get his bearings, grasping at whatever he could, only to catch loose sand with his arms. In the midst of Marco’s writhing, a toothy sneer pulled itself from his lips.

Harland spoke using Marco as his mouthpiece. “You didn’t seriously think I would just leave all of this?”

Marco’s own struggling hands began to grope and fondle his body.

“Don’t worry, having me inside will a whale of a time- you’ll see” he spoke, trailing of in a moan as his fingers circled sensually around his nipples. “Being my new body will make you successful beyond your wildest dreams”

Marco felt an odd warmth build inside him.

“Get the hell out of me!” He shouted in desperation.

In that moment, he was hit with a tremor of earthshattering pleasure- burst from deep within his abs, pulsing and delivering into the rest him. His arms splayed out, his hips swung into unnatural angles, as he was forced to ride the wave. In the aftershocks from the initial burst, his limbs couldn’t help but twitch slightly in unprompted delight. Marco had never felt anything like that before. His body couldn’t help but leak a little precum in anticipation.

“Some propriety is called for, young man. At least try to hide it.”

Embarrassed by the small stain that now appeared on his underwear, Marco began to shout back.

“Shut u-sh-shit… oh shit… holy shit holy shit” attention was immediately drawn to the second tremor inside himself. Once the second wave hit, he could only manage to barely contain an unprompted moan in his throat.

Marco tried to readjust himself, to acquaint himself with the pleasurable feelings and fight Harland’s onslaught on his senses. Instead, the pulses were getting quicker, stronger.

His abs were in pain, body sore, veins engorged. Muscles strained from their fleshy confine as they involuntarily contracted and relaxed in rapid succession from the increasing frequency of the pulses.

Marco laid in the ground shaking, riled up in pent up fury and ecstasy, expecting sweet, sweet release- only to be met with disappointment as his body, the very body he worked so hard to sculpt, betrayed its master. There would be no respite from the onslaught of pressure inside him. In fevered, labored breaths he cried out to his tormentor. “J-Just do it…. ah ah a-Holy shit. Take me. FUCK. We’re so close… please”.

Marco’s head hung back while his mouth contorted into a pained expression. The corners of his mouth twitched in place as the Harland new face took on a dark, lecherous expression.

“No, you were made to please me! You’re not getting a drop of this!” In that instance, something inside Marco’s body clicked into place.

This was it, Harland could see himself begin to manifest through his newly-acquired Marco-template. Marco’s eyes took on an evil, soulless demeanor. His hair began to flush white before settling into a dark gray color between Marco’s and Harland’s. All along his body, similar changes had occurred, cementing this new flesh as not-quite Marco and not-quite Harland.

Of course, the mind was a vastly different matter. Marco was no more- his body only the template from which Harland had fashioned his new corporeal form. Harland devoured his mind, connecting the new body to its sole owner.

Marco was no more- for he was now fully Harland incarnate. Lewd fingers began to explore the body they were attached to, tracing over Marco’s biceps, his shoulders, and his thick neck. His fingers continued to drag themselves among raw other crevices in his body, before gliding down his abs, down the treasure trail and landing gently around his cock. Harland scooped the bit of precum still on Marco’s dick from earlier.

The newly-minted man let out a smug, venomous smile, as he sucked his new fingers clean.

“Quite a delicious partnership”.

…

Though his mind no longer existed, Marco’s body was still pent up in lust and pressure, still attempting to shake and still yearning for that sweet release. With Harland in command, it was subjugated to stillness. Marco’s body continued with build in near-orgasmic heat and pleasure, further amplified by Harland’s mental fortitude.

But even Harland himself could not deprive this new virile body for too long. His hand went back in and quickly grabbed his engorged cock.

With closed eyes, he gave it a light, sensual tug, nodding in approval as he let out a short moan.

“We’re at the home stretch, bud”.

Another tug. This time, with a slight roughness. There was no hesitation to it- this was now his body after all, he knew how to please it best.

“You-this flesh was built for me, you just didn’t know it….and as for myself, I was built to control this to rule you… sorry I took so long to get home. You must have been so lonely building up all that muscle, sculpting all this without me inside to wear it” Harland stated as his free hand began to caress random parts of his body. The tugs began to quicken and his eyes fluttered in sheer delight.

“One final piece…” he moaned

…

In a quick jolt, Harland stopped dead in his tracks. Cum rapidly pooled over his hand, but he paid no mind to it.

He muttered but one word to cut the silence.

“Incompatible.”

In a flurry of feathers and a burst of red light, the two men finally realized their true form:

April Fools!

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Note: Not actually a huge fan of the fried chicken company in question.

#male possession #male transformation #notaKFCad #recipieforsuccess

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