#anatomy sucks but shh

[loveanddeepdick]

cw: medical malpractice, piv sex, interpret this as a roleplay if u want, creampie, oral sex, implied anal at the end, NASTY PERV GETO

doctor!geto who asks you, his cute little girlfriend to help him “practice” anatomy. you knew in the back of your mind that was straight bullshit but you let him have his way.

“kay, go straight ahead, doctor”, you laughed, thinking he was joking

he was not joking

doctor!geto knows you love his black surgical gloves.

“lay down, angel, the hospital’s making me practice some new procedures and you have the perfect body to test on”

he runs his hands over your clothed body, ‘ just checking for any abnormalities’, he always claims. he lingers over your thighs, you stomach, your pretty tits, and you swear you almost see a smirk when he ‘checks for lumps’ on your throat. he wraps his long, slender fingers and pushes down a little on your esophagus.

doctor!geto who politely asks you to undress, marveling at your naked body on your shared bed.

“baby, is this really necessa—“

“shh, who’s the doctor?”

he pressed his stethoscope onto your chest, smiling as he hears your heartbeat increasing as he gets closer to your tits, your nipples growing hard from hitting the cold air. you roll your eyes, opening your mouth to say something but before you could, the cold metal of the stethoscope rubs over your sensitive peak.

“oops.. sorry, angel”

“pervert.. you do this with all your patients?”

“nah, only my special one right here”, suguru responds, flicking your hardened nub, “‘think i gotta check a little further, hm?”

doctor!geto who has his lips wrapped around your left nipple, sucking and flicking like his life depended on it while his gloved hand tweaked the other.

“‘gotta make sure you don’t have cancer or some shit, angel”

“yeah- ah! right.. you just—fuck! you just wanna fuck me”

doctor!geto has you blushing, covering your face as he spread your legs slowly, biting his lip from smiling too hard as he slowly revealed your pussy as it dripped onto the bedsheets.

“so you are enjoying this”

“sh-shut up! you’re not even a gynecologist what are you looking there for..!”

he moves down the bed, bending over and spreading your pussy lips, delighted to see your little pink hole hidden underneath your lips, clenching and spurting out your slick. eyes trailing up a little, he eyes your clit, twitching from the neglect.

doctor!geto who’s eating you out, savoring your salty taste against his flat tongue, claiming it to check if your pussy is ‘healthy’. he looks up to your clenched eyebrows and eyes rolled back to the back of your head as he plunges his fingers into you.

“you wanna cum, don’t you, angel? you filthy slut, mocking me just minutes ago and now you’re switching up. you can’t even think straight and i’m only fucking you with these dirty gloves and my two fingers”

“pleaseee, sugu, make me cum!”

“sugu? i think you’re forgetting something”, he smirked, pulling out his fingers to give your clit a sharp smack

“please, doctor, please go back in my pussy, i need you”

“good fucking girl”

doctor!geto who has you spreading your legs for him, your hands covering your face from blushing so hard when you see him in full uniform.

“c’mon move those hands, pretty. need to see my patient if we’re gonna have a inspection, right?”

he spread your pussy lips again, smiling how wet you still were

“y’pussy’s fucking begging for it, baby. look how wet she is.. fuuuck yeah”

“please, doctor geto, put it in!”

doctor!geto who has you in a mating press, bullying his cock into you. at some point he’d stoped thrusting and moved onto just humping you shallow. his pink tip rubbing the right way in your g spot as his gloved thumb was rubbing circles onto your clit.

“f-fuck! best. fucking. patient.. ah, fuck, ever”

you couldn’t even respond to him. geto looked up at your face, grinning when he realized he fucked you stupid

doctor!geto who doesn’t even give you a minute to recover, giving hydrating you with water and flipping you back over again, slapping your ass and spreading it open.

“i think another hole of yours needs an inspection as well. don’t you think so too, angel?”

[forlorn-crows]

Crowwwwww babyyyyyyy what if i said quintessence assitsted somno where Swiss wakes up and finds light sleeper Dew huffing his way thru a wet dream uses that itty bitty bit of spooky shadow magick he has to keep Dew under while he plays with his cute little cock and teases his nipssss

this one got a little long but i wrote the entire thing through terrible brain fog so . . . i still hope you like it 🥺

consensual dubious consent somnophilia / transmasc swiss (cock/dick/folds/cunt for his anatomy) / 'kitten' used as a petname

Dew’s stomach tenses under his palm, the muscles contracting and releasing with another breathy moan. His cock does the same, throbbing against the air, the sheets long since kicked to the end of the bed from naked, tousled-limb sleep. 

Swiss loves when he gets like this. Unabashed. Body completely taken by his dreams. He’ll forgive Dew for waking him up if it’s because he’s twitching and groaning so nicely. Swiss wouldn’t dare miss his chance to watch. To fondle. To fuck with. 

The multi ghoul reaches down between his legs, eyes still trained on his face. He grabs hold of Dew’s cock, squeezing at the base. Smirking when it earns him a pretty whimper and a twitch of his upper lip. 

“That’s it, come on,” Swiss goads quietly, stroking from root to tip. Milking a pearl of wetness to the tip. He only succeeds in getting a few more strokes in before Dew’s legs tense and his brows pinch together. 

“Wha . . .” he rasps, face contorting fully into confusion. Swiss just watches him stumble into consciousness, hand still stroking as his brain catches up to the sensations of his body. Dew grumbles and blinks his eyes open, struggling to find the source of disturbance in the dark of the room. 

Swiss gives him a squeeze, and he yips. 

“The fuck—��wiss? Why’re you-ugh.” Swiss squeezes him again, and he throbs. 

“Shh, don’t worry about it, baby,” he coos, falsely sweet. “Lookin’ so good, I just had to touch.”

Dew grumbles again, half-heartedly pushing on Swiss’ arm. “Get off,” he whines.

The multi ghoul easily presses him back down to the bed with a hand on his sternum and clicks his tongue. “Just have some nice dreams for me, sweetheart, ‘kay?” He gathers a little ball of magick under his palm, as light as an exhaled drag of a joint. Smoky like it too, dark and swirling as it hovers over Dew’s chest. 

“Y’re a di—” But he doesn’t get to finish his insult, because Swiss presses that little ball into his skin, imbuing it with an easy slumber. His voice dies off with a sigh, pupils going in opposite directions as his eyes flutter back into his head. The hand on Swiss’ arm goes limp and falls back down to the bed, as does his head as it lolls to the side on the pillow. His dick, of course, still stays hard, and to Swiss’ delight, a snore rumbles softly out of Dew’s chest on his next inhale, mouth nice and lax. 

He flicks at the jewelry running through his nipple. “Out like a light,” he teases. “So much better when you let me do what I want.” He throbs between his legs at the prospect.

He abandons his cock in favor of his chest. Pinching both nipples until they darken and stick out. He’s awarded a hitched sigh as he continues to pull. Twisting and tugging until Dew’s fingers start to twitch against the mattress. Swiss knows he’s playing with them past the point of pleasure, but it’s one of his favorite things to do—play and flick and pinch until they’re red and almost swollen. His chest grows red too, a rosy blush that grazes his jawline and bleeds down to his collarbones just as slow and syrupy as the line of saliva tracking down from the corner of his mouth. 

Swiss tsks. “Always so messy. Your cock drooling, too?” 

He looks down and sees that it is—throbbing against the air, too. The multi ghoul hums and considers what to do with it. Suck him until he blows? Keep him hard and unfulfilled? His cunt throbs, reminding him of what he really wants. To use him. Milk him dry. 

“Time to play, baby.” Swiss straddles his thighs and hisses as he strokes himself at the sight before him. Dew sighs through a quiet moan, eyes tracking behind his eyelids as he dreams. His little cock jumps again, bumping against the back of Swiss’ hand and streaking it with precum.

“Needy,” he chastises. Even in sleep, Dew’s body begs for him. Whether he’s dreaming of Swiss or someone else, he doesn’t mind. So long as he stays placid and moldable by the multi ghoul’s hands. “Just want something tight and warm to stick it in, don’t you?” Another throb. “Yeah, little guy knows what it wants.”

Swiss shuffles up a little further so he can settle Dew’s cock between his folds. He grinds over the length of it. Sighing at the heat of him, the way the tip kisses against the head of his own. 

“Wanna cum in it so bad, don’t ya? So hard, baby,” Swiss coos, grinding a little harder. In his sleep, Dew’s eyes flutter, no doubt crossing behind his eyelids as he sighs with a breathy groan. His cunt clenches. “Lemme see how much you like that.”

Swiss reaches up to his face and pulls back one of his lids, indeed finding the blown-out pupil turned towards his nose. He wiggles his hips and watches as it twitches upwards, only to slowly roll back down again. He smooths back the other eyelid and finds the same; cross-eyed at the dreams in his head and the real feedback from his body. Dew’s thigh twitches beneath him.

Swiss hums. “So cute, kitten. Wish you’d let me see that all the time.” He lets Dew’s eyes close once more, patting him on the cheek before going back to his task. 

It doesn’t take long to slick up proper, not with the endless amount of precum drooling from Dew the harder he grinds. He’d love to stick it in barely wet, really make the skin pull and catch. Could, under normal circumstances. The both of them rather like the little tinge of challenge, of pain. But the fire ghoul’s cock just won’t stop blurting out wetness until the noise is lewd and creamy between them, so he has no choice but to be soaked with it. 

The multi ghoul groans bodily as his little cock plumps up to full hardness, heartbeat practically beating in his stomach. He reaches down and gives it a rub to alleviate some of the built up arousal, groaning even louder. Dew’s dick kicks in response. 

“Fuck, baby,” he sighs. “Could get off just like this. Make your pretty cock just beg to get inside me while I cum on it. Watch you squirt all over yourself when you just can’t keep it in anymore.”

“Hu-uh,” Dew gurgles, tossing his head to the other side of the pillow.

“Yeah, I bet,” Swiss replies, not unlike he’s conversing with a babbling kit. He twirls his finger around himself, indulgent. Dragging up through the hair on his mound and his belly, spreading the slick there as he admires the sleepy form beneath him. “Think I wanna fuck you more, though.”

Swiss rises to his knees and preps to do just that—leaning forward just so, taking a moment to spread the mix of slick and precum throughout his folds, and reaching below to grasp Dew’s cock at the base and raise it proudly. He runs the head of it along his slit, up and down and back again with agonizing slowness that makes even his own blood pound. 

“Shit, baby, you make me so hard,” Swiss grunts. “You feel that? How hot you get me?” He nudges the tip against his entrance, fluttering it purposefully to wring another quiet gasp from Dew’s slack mouth. And again, he brings it up towards his own length, sitting the little head of it on top of Dew’s. Snuggling it into the slit just for it to get coated with a pearly bead of pre when he squeezes his hand around the base. 

“Un-h-holy shit.” Any semblance of eloquence he had in this situation dies on his tongue at the sight. “Fuck, get it inside.”

He shifts Dew’s cock back to his hole and sinks down. Gasping at the first pop of the head as it slides inside. All the way down until their hips meet and Swiss can feel him nudged just in the right spot. He braces his hands on Dew’s chest and gives an experimental wiggle.

“Yeah, right there,” he groans. “Fuck.” The multi ghoul starts a nasty grind, tilting his pelvis so his dick rubs against Dew’s happy trail with each buck of his hips. It’s a cross between a tickle and harsh scratch, but the stray pre dripped into the hair makes for a delicious slide. He’s so hot inside, throbbing with every movement.

“Good toy, kitten,” Swiss rasps. He tosses his head back, spreading his thighs so he really gets in deep and prods at all of his secret spots. “Guhfuck.”

“Fuu—huh—” Dew echoes, tail sweeping towards his calf. It’s all the warning Swiss gets before he’s spilling inside with a shudder, cumming far too quickly for his liking. But still, it’s hot and wet and gets his own dick throbbing even more. 

“Fuckin’ fill me up,” he grunts, bouncing to fuck it in deeper. “But don’t think I’m done with ya, baby.”

[daydreams-after-dark]

Lmao I know we are chatting rn but like-

Imagine big big big monster cock literal chan having a dick so big it makes reader cry? 🥹🥹 Like they're saying they couldn't take it well and it hurts but then Chan would be so reassuring and fluffy with them knowing that the stretch would be intense (hehe your fav stretch kink 🥴🥴)

"you're doing so well baby" "I'm so proud of you" "taking it so well" then he's so soft and so showers reader with praise 🥹🥹 ah soft dom chan makes me breathe

Preferably male reader again 🤔🤔🤔🤔

So this ended up being gender nuetral, as I only focus on reader taking chan's big monster D, and don't really describe reader's anatomy (except for their ass that is)

"Channie, I'm nervous. Not sure if I can take you?"

"Shh...baby." Chan soothes, rubbing your ass cheek. "I know it's gonna be a big stretch. It might hurt a little. But I've got you."

You hear the squirting of more lube, and Chan's three fingers return to your hole. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you let out a choked moan. "Feels so good, Channie. I...I wanna try for you."

Chan withdraws his fingers, and you push your face into the pillow and whimper from the emptiness.

He's had you laying across his lap prepping you for the best part of forty five minutes. You've almost come three times, but each time Chan sensed your impending orgasm, he'd back off.

But now, it was time to finally feel his cock inside you.

"Baby, pop up on all fours for me. That's the way. Like that." Chan sucks in a breath as he spreads your ass cheeks and takes a good look at your hole. More lube is spread on your rim, and on Chan's cock.

"I'll go really slow, okay? Remember your colour codes, yeah?"

"Yes." you choke.

He presses the tip to your hole.

"Channie... I.... Oh... I can't." you cry.

"Shhh... you can. It's about to slip in. Just breathe for me."

You let out a shaky breath as you feel your rim give way and the tip of his fat cock squeeze into you. Your hands grip the sheet underneath you, and you whimper into the pillow. "it's not gonna fit." you murmer. "too big... you're gonna split me in two."

"Sweetie...shhh. Your stretching beautifully. You feel so good clenching my cock... I know it's big... but you're so good for me.." he reassures you.

Chan pushes himself in a little more, massaging your cheeks to help you relax. "This ass was made to take huge cocks. Fuck... you should see how you look right now."

Chan's words of praise and encouragement help you feel more at ease. You trust him, and want to give yourself to him. But he's just so big. You really aren't sure if it is possible to take him fully.

"You're doing so well for me, baby. I'm going to go deeper now." he pushes in more, waits for you to adjust, then a little more.

"Ahhh... how much more?" you pant. Tears stream down your face. You're not sure if you can take it.

"Almost there, baby. I'm proud of you... not much more to go... so good at taking me." Chan cooes.

He's only a quarter of the way in.

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[avocado-writing]

Kinktober 2

2. Frottage, Sexual Frustration, Virginity

notes: this fic has mentions of reader being female presenting!

You’re at a ball.

You do like balls, to be fair, they’re an excuse for you to dress up nicely and wave a fan in front of your face and look demure. You like talking about the mad king and speculating what’s next for the monarchy. You like dancing. You like spending the night with your boys.

Except when they’re being like this.

“Someone will see,” you whisper, but in a way which suggests you don’t really care that much. The three of you have absconded to a small cloak room, just away from the main dancing, and they have pressed you ever so deliciously between them. 

“You want us to stop?” Crowley whispers in your ear. No. That would be torture. You whine and shake your head, so they keep going. 

They have your dress up around your waist, their cocks freed from their breeches. Crowley has his pressed against the cleft of your arse and Aziraphale is fucking the crease where your thigh meets your groin. They are both breathing hot and heavy in your ear, one of them rubbing between your legs until you keen - you’re not sure which but, judging by the width of their fingers, it’s the angel. 

“Shh,” Aziraphale whispers, capturing your lips with a kiss so you moan into his mouth, “I’m sure you would rather not have anyone hear us, would you, nightingale?”

“No. But I might need something to keep my tongue occupied,” you suggest, wickedly. Crowley growls in the back of his throat and tears a glove off with his teeth before pressing his fingers into your mouth. You begin to suck wantonly - fellating them as you might with other parts of his anatomy. He begins to whisper a long drabble of praise into your ear - how good you are for them, now naughty. You feel your sex respond and Aziraphale huffs. 

“Oh god, oh god,” you moan around Crowley as your orgasm crescendos and you feel it dripping down your legs. Your lovers aren’t far behind. Crowley cums on the small of your back, letting his spend drip onto your plush cheeks, and Aziraphale releases on the small of your stomach, the tops of your thighs.

“Mr Crowley? Mr Fell?”

The three of you freeze. Your lovers stop still, Crowley’s fingers still gagging you. The person searching you out calls your name and the three of you exchange a look.

You suck Crowley’s fingers. Hard. He almost yelps, and you feel his spent cock twitch against your arse.

“Jane?” another voice calls, further away.

“Hmm?”

“Where are you, my dear?”

“I was just looking for our guests of honour. I could have sworn… oh, no matter. I shall be right with you!” 

Receding footsteps. The three of you let out a sigh, collapsing into each other a bit. Your dress is dropped, covering up the sinful mess you’ve been marked with.

“I could clean you up if you like, my darling,” Aziraphale whispers, kissing you lovingly. You shake your head with a grin.

“No. I like feeling the two of you on me. Besides, there’s something rather dangerous about dancing a quadrille while I feel you both streak down my legs.”

You grin and whip your fan out. Yes. You can act very demure when the time calls for it. Doesn't mean that you are, though.

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[theendless22]

Sleepless Nights (Mike Schmidt Imagine)

Important mentions: Relationship between AFAB (Female Anatomy) x Male.

Warnings: NSFW, Fingering, Oral Sex (fem receiving), slight Somnophilia (Mike masturbating reader whilst she’s half asleep).

A scenario where Mike comes home tired from work, but can’t help himself when it comes to pleasing you. (First time writing smut, feedback appreciated!)

My Masterlist

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Imagine Mike quietly entering your shared home, the small clock displaying 5:54am on the wall, causing a small groan escaping his lips. He shuts the door with a soft click, resorting to removing his security vest and hanging it up on the coat rack, his boots shortly following, carelessly kicked from his feet onto the hardwood floor.

The soft beams of the morning glow shining through the curtains in your bedroom don’t stir you from your sleep, but the weight of mikes body sinking into the mattress beside you does, you groan softly. “Shh!” Mike hushes you, his left hand threading into your hair, massaging your scalp as he scoots closer to your warm body. His chest pressed against your back as his right hand trails up and down your side. “Go back to bed baby, it’s only me.” He whispers, pressing a few soft kisses onto the side of your neck.

“Mhm…” You hum back, feeling his rough hand slowly trail lower, ghosting over the waistband of your panties. Your hand instinctively reaches to rest on top of his, you lazily rub the back of his hand with your thumb.

His movements stop for while, as if he’s fallen asleep. You use the opportunity to let your eyes flutter shut, embracing a few minutes of rest. But you don’t anticipate Mike stirring, not until you feel the rough pads of his fingers sink between your thighs, shamelessly teasing you by massaging up and down your labia.

“Mike…Not fair!” You whine, your body squirming under mikes hold as you feel his fingers moving ever so close to your clit. You desperately move your hands, trying to lean onto as much of Mike as you can, soft fingers digging into the front of his thighs as you buck your hips, aiming for more of his antagonising touch.

“Fuck sweetheart, you want it that badly, hm?” He chuckles, moving your hair to the side to latch onto your neck, peppering the delicate skin with sloppy kisses, his index finger circling the edge of your clit.

You moan softly, your breathing started to become ragged as you refuse to stop bucking your hips, silently begging for more than he’s allowing. “Please!” You whisper.

Mike takes your plead, flipping you onto your back with strength you’ve never witnessed before, your breathing stills as his large frame towers over you, brown eyes darkening as he stares into your own, before he sinks lower down your body. He hastily spreads your legs, settling between your thighs, whimpering softly as he takes in the sight of your pussy.

“It’s so wet sweetheart, all that for me? You’re so ready for it, aren’t you?” He teases, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he stares at your core in awe. You begin to answer him, but your words die in the back of your throat as he leans forward, kitten licking your clit. If you weren’t focused on being quiet before, you certainly weren’t now.

Your hands thread into his soft brown curls, tugging gently as you force his face deeper into your cunt. His doe eyes staring up at you, transfixed as he watches you moan and squirm underneath him, he thinks he could get used to a view like this. Unbeknownst to him, you’re thinking the exact same. You’re convinced you could die happily like this, the soft shine of your wetness gleaming around his mouth as he stares up at you, long eyelashes fluttering as he loses himself in your taste, unable to keep his eyes fixed on only one part of you. His large body slotted between your thighs almost makes him look enchantingly angelic, but with the way he’s devouring your pussy, like he’s sucking the life force out of you for all you’re worth , you can’t help but notice it’s anything but, but wouldn’t it be such a peaceful way to die?

He massages the sides of your entrance for a while, relaxing the tight muscles to accommodate his large fingers, all whilst attacking your clit with his tongue. You whimper, relishing in the feel of his large hand cupping your breast. “Please Mike! Need to finish so bad!” He looks up at you, a devilish grin evident on his face as he slowly sinks his middle and ring finger inside of you, scissoring the soft tissue open for him. The soft squelches that sound almost pornographic send you into a frenzy, his name slipping from your lips like a chant as you feel the familiar coil tightening in your stomach, his other hand tracing your hardened nipple peaking through your oversized shirt. (It’s actually the normal sized shirt you stole from Mike with no intention of giving back. He doesn’t mind though, he thinks it looks prettier on your anyways).

Your moans louden as you wriggle beneath him,“So close! M-Mike!” he curls his fingers upwards in a come hither motion, his other hand softly rubbing where his hand can reach as he makes out with your clit, sucking and kissing it as he noticed the tell tale sign of your peak. He ruts against the bed as you clench around his fingers, moaning into your cunt as you let go.

You lay there silently for a few moments. Panting softly as the pleasure dissipates, half closed eyes staring at the ceiling. Mike kisses up your body, adorning your soft skin with tired smooches, you pull him in by the nape of his neck, dehydrated lips kissing his soft ones lovingly. As you pull away he smiles shyly, blush decorating his face as he rubs the back of his neck, you quirk an eyebrow at him, confusion evident on your face until you glance down, a wet patch on his boxers suddenly explains his exasperated expression. You laugh, beaming up at him.

“Did you..?”

“We don’t talk about it.” He mumbles admittedly, pulling you into his body by your waist. He places a short kiss to your temple, interlocking your hand with his. Small smiles are displayed on both of your faces as you envelope yourself in each others arms, eyes fluttered shut as you allow yourselves to drift off into a blissful sleep, focusing on the sound of each others heartbeat to get you there.

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[sook9i]

— QUIROFILIA W/ HUENINGKAI

. . . GENRE ! Hueningkai x reader | smut

. . . CONTAINS ! slightly soft dom!hk, tried to keep reader’s sex ambiguous so no direct mentions of anatomy but bottom!reader, quirofilia (hand kink), finger sucking, mentions of gagging, implied unprotected sex (please always practice safe sex!!), pet names (kai is either huening, kai, hueningkai, or hyuka; reader is called angel or baby), i think that’s it

. . . WORD COUNT ! 1090

. . . NOTES ! this is just incredibly self indulgent, kai is fr fueling my hand kink rn

. . . ADMIN ! written by callie 🐱

Huening has never been the quickest to conclusions, but he was ever an attentive lover. He’s seen the ways you’ve looked at his hands since the beginning. All of those gazes that linger and the extra attention you tend to give his fingers as you fiddle with them. In all that time though, he’s never really questioned it; not entirely sure if there really was some deeper reason or if you perhaps just…liked looking at his hands.

It wasn’t until you two started becoming more intimate that the deeper nature of your affinity was slowly revealed. The way you whimpered when his hands stroked across your bare skin, and the moans he could pull from you when they delved between your thighs. He certainly wasn’t blind to how your breath always hitched whenever his hands enveloped yours, trapping them against the mattress. Still, he wasn’t sure how to approach the topic, at least until you brought it up yourself.

Straddled across his lap, Kai's mouth works at your neck; a distraction from the pain of his stretch. His heavy cock bottomed out inside you, kissing up against your walls with a delicious sense of fullness. Still, his hands kept you from moving any further, keeping you steady on his lap until the sting subsided. His breaths were getting heavier with more and more whines were slipping out. Finally, as the pain slowly melted into pleasure, you’re hips began bucking involuntarily. Huening knew well enough to take that as a sign to start helping your hips move to ride him.

Up and down, slowly, his fingers flexing to lift you. A shuddering moan rumbles in Kai’s chest at the way you tighten around him. His finger nails leave crescents in your skin as he struggles to keep an easy pace. Your hands almost do the same to his shoulders, with every blissful whine and mewl, more restraint slips away. You start to bounce, moving your hips more on your own. Huening watches with reverie; your screwed up eyes and heady whimpers.

His hands start to move away from your waist, gliding around your tummy-objectively his favorite part of your body. He squeezes and gropes, pushing lips onto yours. Teeth and tongue knocking; shoving inside your mouth. You feel fingers trace circles across your skin. Slowly, they’re making paths up behind your neck. Your hips stutter when Kai’s thumb brushes the underside of your jaw and forces a mewl through your lips.

“Nngh-ah-K-kai. Wan-want…” Chest heaving and hips still rolling desperately, your eyes squeeze close in the foggy search for your words. “F-fingers-ahh.”

He begins to trail a hand back down between your bodies, “Need my hands, bab-”

“N-no-unh-” He’s quick to look up, confused, only to find an out-of-place bashfulness filling up your face as your hips stutter to a stop, “Not-want-ah-j-just…wan’ ‘em in-in my mouth…”

Kai blinks at the confession; his mind is racing, dots slowly connecting beneath his vision before a smirk begins crawling across his lips. A slender thumb strokes at the apex of your bottom lip; pushing it down but not going any further. He pays attention to the sharp clench around him and slowly brimming tears as he barely plays with you.

“Hy-Hyuka-” It’s almost a cry. You’re cut off by single, long finger pressing down upon your tongue. Other arm cradling your waist, Kai thrusts up into you while pushing his finger further towards your throat.

“Shh, angel. There you go.” The slow flutter of your eyes to how your cheeks hollow out to start sucking on his finger; his thighs snap up harder into yours. Drool starts to coat your lips and his hand. Your hips rolling faster to meet his pace. He looks on as you fade into pleasure. Moans vibrate along his finger, spurring more grunts and groans from him.

Rutting on each other in equal desperation for release. You grip Huening’s shoulders like a vice. He thinks to press another finger through your lips, making you suck harder and drag your teeth against his knuckles. Every thrust has you clenching around him tighter. Moans quickly devolve into whines. His mouth moves needily back to your neck; skin pulled harsh between his teeth, swapped out for the soothing of his tongue running down the marks littering your skin. A loud moan joins in the sloppy sounds already filling the room when Kai uses his fingers to push down near the back of your throat. Having expected a slight gag in response, the noise sends Kai spiraling further.

A string of saliva connects him to your shoulder as pulls away. He wants a front-row view to watching you come undone. It's painted clear on your face just how close you are. Eyes rolling back, mouth stuffed full with whines and whimpers. Your hips fell into an uneven rhythm joined by the desperate hollowing of cheeks; barely pushing your head forward, you shoved Kai’s fingers back into your throat. The noise trapped in your throat grew higher and higher in pitch, quickly peaking with a few more desperate rolls of your hips.

Huening, following along in your hunger, fucks his fingers along your tongue. "Cum for me, baby. Please-please, angel-come on."

With that slim hint of permission, the coil building in your stomach snaps. A guttural moan rumbles up your chest paired with a choked-out gag. Your tighs tense up tight as euphoria explodes through your body. Fog settles in all your senses; riding out your high with an aching twitch. The ceaseless clench between your thighs sends Kai over the edge. Unable to stop himself from thrusting up and spilling deep inside you; releasing a pitiful whine of your name.

Lost in a sea of post-high fuzz, you slump your head down to Huening's shoulder. He takes that que to slip his fingers from your lips; glancing at the slick coating them. Although somewhat lost in his own daze, the sticky feeling rubbing in between your bodies is enough for him to begin moving again.

"Angel," Your sluggish eyes turn to peer up at him. "We need to get cleaned up."

After some maneuvering, he lets you curl up on the bed while he's gone. The beginnings of sleep creep in before a warm rag is pressed against your skin. Kai giggles at how, despite the disturbance, you never open your eyes, instead simply pouting to express your displeasure. Still, he continues; wiping you both clean of any mess in the sweet silence.

"So..." Hueningkai trails off until you give a soft hum. "My fingers, huh?"

[onsunnyside]

Sweet lil nerd reader that Jake Wyler seduces during a tutoring sesh 🙈

me, being my slutty self, enjoy this trope too much:

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Staring up at him with wide eyes, you slowly spread your legs and clutch the hem of your plaid skirt.

"Good girl, just a little peek."

Your gaze flickers across the library, the other tables occupied by students, their attention locked on books or laptops. You hope none of them glance over and see you—one of the top students in the college, usually so quiet and bashful, flashing your peer.

"So fucking pretty." He's nearly drooling, his pants tightening at the mere glimpse of your juicy cunt dusted with hair and your cute cotton panties pulled to the side. "You've got a really pretty pussy, sweetheart."

Your thighs clamp together and you tug his wrist, but his grip is locked on your panties. "O-Okay, you saw it. Can we continue now, please? This tutoring session is only for an hour."

It was for an anatomy course, one of the many subjects you were excelling at, which is exactly why your professor asked you to tutor Jake Wyler, the football captain.

You agreed, far too shy to say no to anything, but you didn't expect this to happen.

Jake shakes his head, his dark hair falling over his forehead. "I'm a hands-on and visual learner so I need to see everything," he prys your legs apart and firmly cups your cunt, slipping his fingers between your folds. "And touch you a little bit too, I promise I'll be gentle."

Your heart leaps out of your chest—you've never been touched by someone else, or even yourself! "J-Jake!"

"Shh, we're in a library." He's quick, removing his hand and sucking his fingers, groaning at your taste, before shoving them back down your panties. He spreads your folds, trailing down your wet slit until you gasp sharply, "There it is, this is your little button, baby. It feels good when I touch it, right?"

You're confused and caught off guard, barely formulating any thoughts apart from the muddled pleasure as he rubs your clit. At least he's slow and steady, allowing you to get used to the feeling.

"Now, for the sake of the lesson, I'll have to see what happens if I just keep touching you." His low voice fills your head, and tingles shudder through your body. "You're getting wetter, sweetie." He bets your virgin hole is creamy too, just waiting for him to stretch you open. "Making a mess in your cute panties, are you gonna soak straight through and let me keep them?"

oh my 😳

[swampstew]

Subtle intimacy with my hubby Shanks? 🥺 if I filled this out wrong please let me know!

Thank you for your submission Blaze! I hope you enjoy your story :) You requested subtle intimacy, and I give you [ HUSH ]: while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

Oh Captain, My Captain Shanks

Warnings: SPICY. Kinda sorta voyeurism, oral (Shanks receiving), handjob (reader receiving), GN reader no specific anatomy mentioned. Minors DNI Word count: 959

The thundering stomps of marching finally faded away from the small portside town. Marines moving elsewhere to focus their search efforts. Rumors were that Red Hair Shanks was on the island, and while under strict orders to not engage in conflict with an Emperor, the soldiers wanted a chance to see the pirate themselves – perhaps oversee his entourage to make sure no issues arose.

Shanks hated that.

That was how you found yourselves, squashed inside a closet of a hovel that used to be something at one point or another. What it was you didn’t know nor cared to find out – it was cramped and dusty. It was no more than a 4x7 ft box of a hiding hole and you were eager to get out of it.

You opened your mouth to say as much when Shanks pressed his finger over your lips to shush you. You heard stragglers passing by. He pressed his tall, firm body against yours as he penetrated your eyes with a pensive stare. Then a sly grin took over his face.

Using the same finger upon your lips, he pressed the digit into your mouth prompting you to give it a lick. He slowly dragged it down over your chin, over your torso where he took detours to your nipples to give them a sweet tug, and down to your waistband where he pulled the fabric and snapped it against your skin.

A shudder ran through you and you pressed your thighs together when you processed the heavy, hardened bulge pushed against your inner thigh. A spark ignited in your core, little sparkles rose and spread heat to your stomach with excitement and yearning.

“Out here in—” your question is smothered by his mouth against yours, sucking on your tongue and lips as he slipped his smooth hand inside your underwear. Reaching towards your throbbing need. Your hips snapped forward, pushing into his erection which he pressed back to encourage the friction, and you let out a strained yelp as his fingers begin working magic.

“Shhh-shh-shhh,” he whispered when he pulled from the kiss, “There’s still some Marines around. Wouldn’t want me to lose concentration on making sure we stay one step ahead of them.”

You choked back a ragged moan as his hand worked faster, stoking your arousal from a kindling to a roaring bonfire in mere minutes. Licking his neck of the salty sweat and ocean water that clung to his skin, you sank your teeth into his chiseled trapezius when the orgasm hit you with the force of a tsunami. Your knees gave out and your stance faltered, his soaked hand rose from your underwear as he held your boneless form up.

With shaky hands you began rubbing his cock through his pants, watching the wet spot grow from a mere drop to a tablespoon of salty delight. You licked it and Shanks let out a louder moan than you had, slapping his hand over his mouth; he began licking your essence from his palm, his tongue poked between his fingers as he sucked and licked.

“Did you hear something?” a voice faintly sounded out and the two of you froze. With slow motions, Shanks unzipped his pants and freed his weeping length.

“Na-ah think you’re hearing things,” an even fainter voice followed up.

You kissed along the pulsing cock, tracing your fingers from the underside and licking the new droplets of precum that leaked from his slit. Teasing his engorged head by slowly opening your mouth and stuffing it inside, tongue flicking up his slit and swirling around his tip.

“HOOO-OH!” he exhaled loudly, clutching his own scalp to ground himself. Forcing himself to not just grab your head and fuck it senseless. He let out low, strained grunts as you bobbed your head up and down his length, wrapping your hand around his shaft to edge him on a little. The way you deep throated him and let out a groan of your own had him seeing stars. Another moan tore from his throat when—

“No I definitely heard something this time,” a voice that was a lot closer than it should have been startled you both into stopping.

“We cleared these buildings already, ain’t no way he stuck around here look at this dump.”

A strained, wide-eyed stare was plastered on Shanks’ face as he tried to suppress the orgasm that was about to break loose from his control and maintain an active use of his observation haki to avoid detection. The solider creeped a few feet away from the hovel and you were deep throating his cock and tugging on his balls, demanding his release down your throat.

His face spasmed as he came, hips smacking into your face as his cock spurt out heavy, thick cum that stuck to your throat as you tried to swallow the overflowing liquid. Tears ran down your face as you willed your throat to take it all. His hand gripped the back of your head and pushed you flush to his pelvis as he rut against your face, his head thrown back with a silent “O” face as he was overwhelmed with pleasure – all while a shadow loomed over the dusty, frosted glass door pane of your hiding place.

“Nah fuck it lets go, this sucks,” the shadow walked away.

Pulling his cock from your mouth came with a line of saliva that broke as he squatted to the floor to face you. Kissing you sloppily, heavy swipes of his tongue over yours.

“Holy fuck that was so hot,” he whispered.

“Yes now can we get out of here?”

“Hell no! I wanna see how many other ways I can get you off without attracting their attention again!”

[toiadeenovels]

18+ Minors DNI

The Conversation

Ummm best friend I.. gotta.. yea... I, that's right I need to let you in on a lil secret. I'm wanting you I have been for a long time. Your sun kissed, sexy, deep-toned skin like the darkest of chocolate glistening in the reflection of the moonlight. With a tall frame and muscular physique making my mouth water. I can't help imagining the things that you would do to me; all the many different positions that you would maneuver my limbs in.

Damn... It's like you got my mind consumed with thoughts of you. Fantasizing about you and I in every way imaginable. The messed up part is, I don't remember when these thoughts began. Yet they've taken over my mind. Hell I can't even remember when I began to look at you differently I. I mean don't get it twisted you have always been aesthetically pleasing to the eye; not on a I want to get with you level. But more like that stroke game could be fun level. However, we've become like this; this somewhere between you being a cool ass friend and me losing my damn mind.

Ha... yeah that's it I lost my damn mind and now I have to find it. I'm not stupid, there's no way that you would think of me on that level... I already know you won't even look at me like that. See I've known my place in your life for a long time. I'm that bony Tomboy from around the way. And yea you've only seen me as 'little mama' I know... But for me we've hypothetically been through this before and that was years ago. But finally I can say I'm a big girl yea, that's right I'm a grown woman now; not that same inexperienced girl from before. I know what it is that I want and baby its you that I want and its not like I'm trying to be your exclusive. I know you wifed up an all that but just make room for me thats all I'm asking for. Shit not even polygamy I don't have to be a wife unless that's what you wanted too.

I just know that you're what I crave, like making my sweet tooth ache. Like I wake up out my sleep cuz I can smell you baking and I can taste you on my tastebuds, like you apart of a feast spread out before me. Ha.. I'm losing it for real. I really have lost my damn mind.   You got me gone... so gone (this shit is so unreal) like Monica singing the song but except its my reality.

I shake my head tryna clear my mind but I soon realize that it's too late. Because my hand snakes down into my Agent Provocateur. My fingers caressing and massaging my pearl feeling like Tweet oops oh my... (sh...shh..shi..sshit babe fuck huh) See what I'm talking about, I want you to understand.  This is what you do to me.

Like right now, As we're out getting frozen yogurt and I'm paying just a lil to close attention to the way your tongue is licking around that spoon. I'm glued watching as you suck up every drop of flavor, wondering did you get it all. I'm so damned focus, going through all these changes fuuck....  and you're asking me if I'm okay... Um... no Best Friend. I'm not okay and you know why? Cause I want to study your anatomy very closely as if i was taking classes at the nearest university and needed the credits to graduate.

[madamscream]

Works-in-Progress and To-Do

Obey Me!

✶ - Indicates that I've at least started writing a piece lol

✶ Witchling!AU - BarbatosxOC

Multi-Chapter Fanfiction

Ultimately just a soulmate AU with a bunch of bells and whistles. Planned out pre-Nightbringer release, it follows the life of an OC named Merry, who was born into some vaguely Medieval version of the human realm. Merry is something called a witchling, and BOY is the church pissed about that. Some nonsense happens, and she ends up in the care of The Seven Rulers of Hell, shortly before the demon king goes into his big big sleep. I wouldn't exactly call it canon compliant, especially now that we have Nightbringer, but I'm attached to it and it seems fun to write.

✶ Culture Shock - OC!MCxEveryone

Multi-Chapter Fanfiction

Obey Me: Poly, Fucked Up, Monsterfucker Edition. Follow the adventures of OC Ananiel Bathsheba Grigori as they're whisked away to a much more traditionally demonic version of the Devildom we know and love. Raised by a single father, and adopting his love of the occult, they got into demonolatry at a young age, which ends up being right fucking embarrassing once their new housemates find out. Culture Shock will be a look into what it means to be a master of demons in this less-than-rosy AU. So yeah, more demonic demons, more esoteric angels, an AFAB goth dommy mommy MC, an exploration of the fucked up cultures of heaven and hell, and Too Much Smut, all wrapped up in the package of the exchange program.

Myth and Magic AU

Multi-chapter Fanfiction

Set in a world where the three realms all exist in one space. High fantasy, more monsters, ancient era. Set just after the brothers fall. They find themselves dispersed throughout the world with no way to find one another in vastly different bodies than the ones they're used to. Alone, they must each figure out how to find their way back together. Might be a series for each brother, might be one fic with alternating POV. Definitely a wide cast of original characters. Not super romance focused, though. They'll likely start out locked into their final demon forms, so big fuck off monsters, with an unknown condition that has to be met to allow them to shift down into lower forms.

Sorcerer's Familiars AU

Multi-chapter Fanfiction

That event where we got sucked into a movie and Satan and Levi were our familiars fundamentally changed me as a person. Inspired by that, a manga I started reading and don't remember much about and... uh... you know, the Vault Hunter's minecraft modpack?? lol The human world is very different, but the Celestial Realm and Devildom are largely the same. There are also other realms.

✶ Underneath the Sycamore Tree - OC!MCxBarbatos

Multi-chapter Fanfiction

Similar to Culture Shock in themes. More or less the 'canon' story of my personal MC, Camellia.

Planned Headcanons

Body Headcanons, canon and Culture Shock versions

Personal spaces headcanons

Fetishes and sexual preferences

Hobbies and what they do with their freetime

Headcanons on the various species and how they function

Headcanons on how magic works

Demonology and associations for the demons

Ideas about Solomon's pacts

Pact marks, how they work, my MC's locations

Pet names, reactions to pet names ✶

Private Image vs. Public Image

Typical relationship dynamics in Angels and Demons

Gender vs Anatomy in Angels and Demons

Courtship of Angels and Demons

How death works

Corruption as a disease in angels, meeting of the realms

How does god work??

Demonic sin alignments, how they work, their effects on the demon ✶

Benefits of having a pact with the demons we know , as well as my demon ocs✶

I also wrote "the general of heaven to painfully touchstarved demon pipeline" in my notes app while high, and I'm not 100% sure what I meant. I think it was something to do with Levi and PTSD??

Planned One-Shots/Short Fics

Walking in on them jacking off ✶

Walking in on them jacking off somewhere inappropriate (look I have a thing for this shh) ✶

Them having a nightmare, established relationships

First date fics for everyone

First date fics for everyone where shit goes very badly but it's all ok ✶

Getting together fics for everyone

Tween party time with Hell's government

Bodyswap fics

MC dosed with truth serum, alone with their crush

MC makes them cry

They get turned into babies and it's cute ✶

Your lover, Barbatos the Nightbringer

Caring for them while they're sick

Proposals, from and to each character

Taking their virginity, or at least doing something new with them

Story based on a weird thing my high school did for valentines day ✶

Story about painter!MC and Diavolo ✶

Something about someone calling out Lucifer's name while with Mephisto and comforting him in the aftermath of the fit he threw about it ✶

They walk in on MC changing clothes

Helping the non-humans with rut

Helping the non-humans with heat ✶

I wrote half a thing about Lucifer being an unbearably horny vampire that I should really finish and polish up ✶

Thing about helping Barb with his tail shedding ✶

Something about how pact commands can be misinterpreted in certain situations, horny fic about Mammon ✶

Different thing about heat, specifically Barbatos-centric because it's me ✶

Solomon convinces everyone that they have to complete a sacred ritual to continue courting MC lest their darling human fall ill from too many suitor's attention, but it's basically just him tricking them into doing No Nut November for shits and giggles ✶

Miscellaneous

Obey Me! Preferences ask game and general list

Overviews of my various OC's for funsies

Art Ideas

Design outfits for the characters who didn't get them in each event

Draw all of the items and outfits gifted to us throughout the games

Event outfit designs for my MC maybe??

Fancy official portraits

OC art

[heavenequals]

Can you do sleepy morning sex with the Lin Kuei boys :)

SNOOZE — MORNING SEX W/ THE LIN KUEI TRIO

✮ afab anatomy, otherwise no pronouns mentioned.

theres nothing bi-han loves more than having his morning wood deep inside your sweet little pussy.

freezing hands stir you from your slumber, hands that slipped into the hem of your underwear before traveling down slowly.

"bi-han.." you let out a tired whine, bi-han only grunting in response as he rested against your shoulder, observing your face carefully with an unwavering stare. his hand would tear off your underwear without a thought, your mouth opened and ready to protest, only for a moan to rip from your throat instead. his cold finger plunged deep inside you, a low patronizing chuckle leaving him.

"stay quiet for me, hm?" his voice rumbled against your skin as he placed wet kisses along your shoulder. he began thrusting his finger in and out of you at a tantalizingly slow pace, his thumb rubbing the slit of your clit; you could only let out drowsy moans, your mind fogged by lust and languorous. what better way to be woken up?

you felt a knot build in the lower region of your abdomen, and bi-han knew you were getting close just by the feeling of you clenching desperately around his finger. he pulls out with a slick pop, not even giving you the satisfaction of finishing.

"bi-han –" you'd croak before he silenced you with a quick slam of his hips. a cry escaping you as he shoved his cock deep inside your warm gummy walls.

"fuck.. don't move," he'd warn, his morning voice gruff and sending vibrations straight to your already aching pussy. you could almost cry from how good it felt to be full of him before looking over your shoulder to see bi-han falling asleep against you, inside you. was he seriously going to leave you like this?

"bi-han please," you plead tirelessly. you attempted to lift your hips to gain some movement, but bi-han's firm grip remained on your hips, holding you still against him.

"shh.. let me hold you like this and i'll reward you later," his thumb rubbed icicles around your thigh that made you shiver. bi-han felt so cozy in your pussy, he just had to stay like this; even if he got you so worked up.

you could only helplessly whimper. bi-han was clearly annoyed and only replied in a rough thrust, his dick kissing your cervix that would send out another cry from you. that was just a taste of what he could give you.

"i'll fuck you when you deem worthy. obey and i'll fuck you good, my needy bitch."

both you and kuai liang knew he was obsessed with your cunt on his mouth, to the point he just couldn't wait to taste you after a filthy dream.

your body jolted awake, a strangled moan escaping you before you looked down to see kuai liang lazily mouthing at your clothed pussy. you attempt to close your thighs around him, but his power grip on your thighs refrained you from doing so.

"keep your legs open baby.. fuck, need you to cum on my face," he growled against your clit, the tire in his voice a rumble and sent to your groin. lazy eyes staring up at you as he forced your panties to the side, immediately plunging his tongue inside you, lapping at you desperately.

you cry out in bliss, arching your back as you fucked yourself onto kuai liang's tongue, which he graciously allowed. you could feel the bed move from liang rutting into the bed, trying to get a sense of relief from the minor friction. although, it seemed he was already getting off from your pleasure.

his tongue slow, and thrusting in and out of you as he sucked on your clit. his hold on your thighs were no doubt going to leave marks. you quivered against him, teetering on the edge from his oral alone.

your pornagraphic moans mixed with lewd slurping echoed throughout the room, kuai liang was eating you out like a starved man. feeling you throb against his mouth and your pussy clenching around him, he flattened his tongue inside you with a groan; ready to have you cream in his mouth.

"come on, baby. cum on my face, making a fucking mess."

it isn't rare for tomas to be particularly worked up in the morning, actually its quite the opposite. it's almost become a... routine for him to wake you up, to help him with his little problem.

"bunny.." the desperate whines of your boyfriend would awaken you with a sigh. your back against his chest as his hands fondled at your chest, you knew exactly why he had woken you up.

"tomas, it's too early.. can't you wait?" you'd complain, your breath hitching in your throat from the feeling of tomas's hand wandering to your already wet cunt. he had gotten you so worked up without you realizing.

"know you want it too, bunny.. please. just a quick one," tomas cooed breathlessly into your ear. he was already in the motion of removing your panties, and he was so desperate. who were you to deny your needy boyfriend?

you could feel his cock prod at your inner thigh till you heard the shuffles of him releasing his eager dick from its containments. you looked over your shoulder, seeing tomas already begin to align himself with your entrance before impatiently shoving his thick length inside you.

"t-tomas!" you cry, whipping your head back and onto his shoulder, your pussy spasming around him, almost cumming on the spot.

tomas only whispered a tiny sorry as he began thrusting into you. it was lazy and sloppy, yet so perfect for a morning like this. you grinded down onto his cock, matching his lazy rhythm. soft moans leaving both of you, the squelching of your pussy around him aroused him further.

he held you by your waist, bouncing you on his dick with his inconsistent yet harsh pace. you could feel him graze your sweet spot, pressure rapidly building in your tummy with your walls clenching onto him like your life depended on it.

"y..yes, baby — hnngh... so good to me.. wanna feel you cum around my dick. come on pretty, wanna see you cum."

masterlist | info

[megistusdiary]

Hey could you please stop tagging your asks as character x reader you’re spamming the tag and it’s making it extremely hard for those of us who want to read actual fics or drabbles. 😔

i did not even realize i was doing that oh my gosh i was just clicking the tags i am so sorry. to make it up, i will write something and fix the tags 🤞 my bad, babes

warnings: dom!tighnari and sub!gender neutral anatomy/pronouns reader

fingering (sub!receiving), sweet-talk from tighnari, kisses 🍷, nipple play, a pinch of biting, mirrors..., lube!, mentions of aftercare ♡

tighnari held you up against him, your back to his chest as he trailed his fingers down your sides. you shivered under his touch, squirming on his lap. he nipped at your neck, warning you softly to behave as his fingers continued their path around your body.

his fingers hovered over your chest, feeling you arch your back to chase his touch as he grinned at you in the mirror. you could hear him cooing something into your ears before sliding his fingertips across your chest, teasing your nipples.

"does that feel good?" he asked, tone playful as you panted, leaning your head back against his shoulder. "ah, ah, ah-" he tutted, removing his left hand to lightly grip your chin.

he pulled your head back down and level with the full-length mirror in front of you. "eyes right here, love."

you watched him play with your chest, releasing your chin in favor of playing with the buds that were slowly hardening in response to his touch. you bit your lip, resisting the urge to grind down on him as he flicked your nipples before dragging his hands down your sides again.

you still had undergarments on your lower half, but you could feel the way the fabric clung to your skin, damp with wetness and sweat.

tighnari played with the waist band, snapping it against your skin before dragging the cloth down ever-so-slowly. he made a little show out of it for himself, watching both of your every moves in the mirror.

he felt you tremble against his chest when the cool air hit your most sensitive areas. "someone seems a little needy." he commented, staring down at you, causing you to whine at him.

"tighnari." you huffed, face feeling hot from his gaze focused intently on you.

"i'm sorry, love, you're just too cute." he flashed you a grin before continuing on with his actions. he collected the bottle of lube from beside you, spreading it across his fingers as you watched.

he trailed the tips across your hole, spreading the slick around the skin thoroughly, gently dipping his fingers inside briefly. he pulled them out just as quickly, returning to circling your hole, keeping you spread out on his lap.

he could feel your knees shaking as you remained upright over him, staring at his slick-covered fingers playing with you.

wasting no more time, he carefully slid one into you, feeling you arch your back and squirm from the intrusion. "shh, it's okay." tighnari soothed you, trying to help you relax. "don't tense up, love."

as soon as you calmed yourself, going slack against his chest, he gingerly moved the digit in and out, pressing in different angles and feeling you shake. "you're doing so well," he softly praised you, trailing kisses down the column of your neck to your shoulder.

he inserted another finger, watching from the front-view of the mirror reflection, enjoying the way you sucked them in.

you could hear him continuing to praise you, though your brain had gone fuzzy from the pleasure of being so close to him. and so close to your orgasm.

he knew when you cried out at a particularly angled thrust from his fingers, he found what he was searching for. continuing to gently abuse the spot until you were whining and pressing your hips forwards, fucking yourself on his fingers.

"good, so good for me." he mumbled into your skin, feeling your hole grip around him tightly as he worked you through your orgasm until you were shuddering against him.

you looked thoroughly fucked out in the mirror, exhausted and sticky as he eased his fingers out of you. he carefully turned you around on his lap, pressing your front to his and kissing all across your cheeks.

"you did so well, love. i'll draw us a bath soon."

[nikkisixxsgirlfriend]

take me where the music aint too loud

stranger things x sick!reader (headcannons)

[i am sick n have a headache rn so if these suck shh]

eddie

stressed tf out

thinks youre dying

tries to make you soup or tea and it makes you feel worse

will be at your side 24/7

puts on cartoons for you both to watch

will call steve and nancy asking for help

has a table full of everything he thinks you'll need

overprepared and overstressed

would google ur symptoms and think you have cancer

thinks its cute when you fall asleep in the million blankets hes wrapped you in

the moment youre better he gets sick

mike

will make his mom make food you like

will get you what you need and eventually get annoyed cause youre asking for alot

has some stuff nearby to help but doesnt rlly know what he's doing

will sit and talk you to sleep

if he likes you he'll stay nearby and make sure youre okay

if he doesnt he'll carry on with the rest of his day and get to you here n there

nance

has delt with sick ppl before so she isnt stressed

knows what to do

will read you to sleep

is nearby but busy with stuff

gives you the meds you need

has actually good,warm food and drinks for you to feel better

if you make like one groan she snaps her head around to make sure youre okay

robin

also thinks youre dying

is stressed n rambling

constant panic

puts on a movie to help you sleep

freaks out and calls steve and nancy to come over

likes your sick ppl ramblings

makes jokes to make you smile

ends up catching whatever you have and has to be looked over with/by you

tries her best to keep the area around you clean but its always messy

holds your hand like youre dying in greys anatomy

takes photos of you to make fun of later

jonathon

makes you good food

makes sure you have all the stuff you need without being all up in your space

has makeshift supplies

plays soft songs for you

hums to those songs and bops his head to make you feel better

has looked after will when hes been sick so he knows what he's doing

if its really bad he'll hold you and whisper that everythings gonna be okay

will tell you stories from when you guys were little

stevie

alot of fumbling to figure out what hes doing

thinks holding you will cure you

has to call the kids for help😔

when you tell him youre sick he puts a cold wet cloth on your head and thinks that will solve everything

has never been sick in his life and is scared he's gonna catch it and d¡e

but nonetheless he holds you and talks to you till you fall asleep

warms up leftovers for you

billy

"im sick."

"okay."

[oakenlup]

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝:

warnings: periods mentioned, sex mentioned, Leggy being silly :3

You were wiggling in pain on the bed. Periods, suck. It’s like one moment you find a good comfortable position, and the next, your womb wants to have a boxing match against you, while your heavily disadvantaged due to the fricking thing hiding away inside you. Legolas didn’t understand periods. Ellith’s didn’t have them, but he did semi-understand your pain, and did wish it didn’t come once a month to burden you. He often gave you space or tried to give you elven medicine, but nothing ever worked. You just had to lie there, and take it. Until one day...

“Meleth nîn! I managed to get in contact with Elrond, he gave me some pointers on how to make your pain go away!” Legolas said excitedly, shutting the door behind you, only to frown as he seen you face down in the sheets, rocking back and forth.

“Shh, I finally found a good position” you mumbled, continuing your rocking. “I promise it will help, it’s called pelvic floor yoga” Legolas responded, putting a spare blanket on the floor as you lifted your head. “Eh?”

You did think yoga would help, but it seemed too strenuous to do any good. “Yes love, come on, let’s give it a try” he came around and picked you up like a bride, carrying you softly to the ground.

Once situated, Legolas sits cross legged across from you. “Okay, now do as I do” Legolas whispered, stretching his legs out infront of him and moving his torso across the opening of his two legs. You quickly done as he said.

“Is it helping?” He asked softly, still in the position he didn’t even need to do. “A little bit, not much” you groan. “It maybe takes a little while to reach your hurty parts” Legolas said, making you laugh at his obliviousness to human anatomy. “I’m sure my hurty parts hate me too much to consider going away at a little yoga”you responded, lifting yourself back up as Legolas did the same. “Well, Elrond did tell me something else that could help”

“Oh, I think I know what he suggested”

You both go to speak at the same time...

“Sex” “hot bath!”

Your eyes bulge. “What? How does Elrond know sex would help periods?!” You tut, thinking Legolas just wanted a little action. “I’m serious love, he did say that! Unless you’re more comfortable with a bath, then I’m happy to oblige” Legolas smiled.

“I guess I could try out Elrond’s scandalous method”

shout out to all the peeps who are syncing with my period today 😙✌️

[ushiluv]

Good Little Girl 

step-daddy!atsumu x reader 

recently divorced, your mom was quick to find a new boy toy to spend her time with, but what happens when that boy toy finds interest in you? (wc: 1635)

warnings 

somnophilia (kinda?), creepy tsumu, overstimulation, age gap (reader is an adult), one (1) pussy slap and one (1) face slap, dumbification, reader has female anatomy, size kink, nipple play, breeding kinda, sex with no protection... also NOT proof read (yet)

note from the author 

this is the first smut i’ve ever published pls lmk what you think about it and what i could improve! always open to criticism 

The divorce did not take as big of a toll on your mom as you thought it would. You thought that being cheated on by her husband of 20 years would ruin her life but it didn’t, quite the contrary actually.

When you met Atsumu, you didn’t really know what to think. 28 years old and a career already secured, you wondered what he and your mother had in common. The age gap between them was big, big enough to make people’s eyes widen at the revelation of it, but neither him or your mom seemed to care.

Atsumu was quick to develop an interest in you. Who wouldn’t? You were everything he wanted and more; the thought of the woman he was dating was already far gone for him, he wanted you and what Atsumu wants, Atsumu gets. That probably explains the lingering touches on your body, the far too heavy stares on you, the weird interest in your love life. You couldn’t deny that the attention he gave you didn’t make you feel a little funny on the inside. Atsumu was a clearly attractive and successful man, but it felt wrong. Wrong, but not wrong enough for you to play with yourself at night, wishing it was his fingers instead of yours, and fantasizing about a reality where you two could be a couple.  

Little muffled moans left your mouth, it was late at night, your mom and her boyfriend already fast asleep. With a hand on your mouth and the other down your pretty baby blue panties, you started wondering how Atsumu’s hands would feel, how his calloused experienced hands would toy with you. The thought was enough to bring you to the edge and you finally released with a whimper of his name leaving your pretty lips. Too tired to move, you fell asleep in the same position, one hand on your stomach and the other on your naked chest.

Atsumu was a morning person. Getting out of the bed he shared with the woman next to him last night, he made his way to your room, hoping to catch a glimpse of you before the day started. Slightly pushing your bedroom door, the sight in front of him left him breathless. Your nipples were perked due to the cold temperature of the room, your sleeping face was so peaceful and calm, Atsumu felt his boxers getting tighter. He didn’t know what pushed him to do his next move, he knew deep down it was wrong but he couldn’t contain himself anymore. He welcomed himself inside your room and quietly closed the door behind him.

“You’re so pretty” he whispered to himself as he placed a knee on your bed and leaned down. A hand of his came up to your face to push away a few strands of hair, letting him catch a better view of you. He placed a kiss on your forehead, “Gonna take good care of you.”

He was quick to kiss the skin of your boobs, warming them up for his hot tongue. He would look up at you once in a while, checking if his ministrations had woken you up but you were still in deep sleep. Feeling bolder, he opened his mouth and let himself suck on your left nipples, coating the little bud with his saliva. He couldn’t stop himself from biting down a bit, causing a little whimper to leave your mouth. He smirked to himself as he continued toying with your chest.

The weight on your chest began to be hard to ignore. Opening your eyes slowly, the sight in front of you almost made you believe you were still dreaming.

“T-tsumu?” your voice was quiet and sleepy, but it only made his cock twitch.

“Shh pretty girl” he kissed your jaw “Just let me take care of you, yeah?”

You nodded. Taking this as a sign, Atsumu properly straddled your hips and helped you take off your shirt.

He let out a breath. “Bet you’ve been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you look at me when your mom is away.” his voice was raspy and soft, he tried to keep it down. “You’re a dirty girl, you know that? Fantasizing about your mother’s boyfriend.” a low chuckle left his mouth as your cheeks turned a bright red colour.

He left a kiss on your forehead and lowered his hand down your body until it reached your crotch. He didn’t break eye contact with you as his hand toyed with the hem of your cotton panties. With a finger, he circled your clit and hummed as he felt the sticky wetness that slowly grew on the fabric.

“You’re soaking wet. Gonna let me ruin your pretty panties? Gonna let me make a mess out of you?”

You were about to respond but the only sound that left your mouth was a loud moan caused by how two of his fingers pinched your clit. “Please touch me.” you breathed.

“But I am touching you, baby. You gotta be more precise, use your words.”

“Please touch me properly, daddy, I’ll do anything.”

Cooing at your begging attempt, he pushed your panties aside and pushed two fingers inside of you. The tightness made him groan and the sound only made you clench around him.

“I can’t wait to destroy you” he mumbled to himself. His fingers started going in and out of you as his thumb played with your little bundle of nerve. Your little whimpers started growing louder and he wanted nothing more to hear you scream his name but he couldn’t afford getting caught either. He leaned down to press a messy open mouthed kiss on your lips, his fingers still toying with your cunt.

“If you want daddy to keep playing with you, you have to keep quiet.” he said against your lips. You slightly nodded and brought a hand to your mouth, hoping it would lower your sounds.

Feeling you get tighter around his two fingers, he let a globule of spit fall in your cunt, making everything even messier. The sight it was enough to bring you over the edge. You climaxed over his fingers with a hand on your mouth while a few praises left his mouth and traveled to your ears.

“Good girl, good fucking girl.” he removed his hand from your messy hole and gave a small tap to your clit. The gesture made you flinch. “Came around daddy’s fingers with no shame.”

Seeing him bring his fingers to your mouth, you parted your lips open and invited them in. Your tongue swirled around his two digits and you could feel his hard on pressing against your thigh. Grabbing his wrist with two hands, you removed his fingers from your mouth.

“Wanna make daddy feel good now.” you said, looking up at him.

Atsumu swore he lost his mind at that moment. Without wasting any time, he lowered his boxers to his thighs and let his cock spring free. With wide eyes, you wondered if you would be able to take him. He started playing with you using the tip of his cock, sliding it through your wet folds.

“Is it gonna fit?” you asked with a small voice.

“Hm?” Atsumu was mesmerized by how tiny your cunt looked next to him. “We’ll make it fit.”

As he said those words, he pushed slightly into your hole. The tip made it past your entrance. Seeing the tears in your eyes, Atsumu smirked to himself.

“You’re doing so good, doll. Taking me so good” he pushed a bit more, “The worst is already over lemme bottom out, baby, please” he begged as he waited for any form of consent from you. When you nodded your head, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. With one swift motion, his cock was finally fully inside you. You could feel his tip kissing your cervix and that one spot even you have a hard time to reach. It’s when he started moving that you felt yourself completely lost.

“ ‘so… is so good” you breathed.

“Yeah? Princess is going stupid over her daddy’s cock?” he gave a light slap to your right cheek “Look at you drooling like a dumb puppy.” he chuckled.

He kept drilling into you, muttering a few curse words and groaning when he felt your gummy walls clench around him. He started rubbing messy circles on your clit with three fingers, all thought of waking up your mom were already forgotten, he just wanted to feel you cum around his dick no matter how loud you two were being.

“I’m almost there daddy�� you said as your nails dipped into his forearms.

“Cum for me, baby, wanna feel you cream”. He groaned

A few more thrusts were enough to make you come undone around him. The clenching of your cunt had him spill his load inside you. With his cock still in your warmth, he let himself fall on you, hugging your body closer to his. None of you said anything for a few minutes, still recuperating from the shock of your orgasms. He leaned back again and slowly removed his dick from your pussy, taking a mental picture of how you clenched around nothing as some of his cum spilled out of your hole. He put his boxers back to place and replaced your panties into their original position. 

He patted your crotch.“Keep it inside you, don’t want you to waste a drop.”

You hummed, too dizzy to hold a proper conversation. Suddenly, a sense of panic took over you. “Wait daddy, I’m not on the pill.” 

“I know, baby.” he placed a kiss on your forehead and left your room as quietly as he entered it.

[loudstan]

Epiphany (P1. 13, FINALE)

A collection of  NCT werewolf AU stories.

Doyoung (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt. 3) (pt. 4) (pt. 5) (pt. 6) (pt. 7) (pt. 8) (pt. 9) (pt. 10) (pt. 11) (pt. 12) (PT. 13 FINALE)

Summary: The wolf population kept decreasing and those who were left had a hard time trying to fit  into society. Sure, people didn’t consider them as dangerous as vampires, but wolves could still sense some hostility every time they did as much as go for a walk in a public place. Thanks to wolves’ natural magical abilities, NCT (one of the remaining packs) found a safe place among witches in a town where no one knew their secret, allowing some members to finally get a job, study and interact with others without fear of being rejected.Life seems to finally be peaceful for them… except that wolves have needs, and one of those needs is finding their mate.

Pairing: Werewolf! Doyoung x Witch! female reader

Warnings: smut

“So you’re okay with this?” you asked

In awe, he nodded and you wasted no time.

You straddled him again and with no warning you pumped his length a couple of times, lined yourself up and started to sink down.

Desperately, Doyoung scratched the couch to the point he tore the soft fabric up, mumbling something you couldn’t quite comprehend.

If you weren’t so turned on you would have laughed at his weak attempt to stay still while you were sitting there, taking all of him. You thought that convincing him would be harder, but he was clearly about to lose it.

“Are you sure you don’t want to touch me?” you teased, giving a tentative bounce.

He sobbed and squirmed, still babbling nonsense.

“What was that?” you asked leaning closer so you could hear what you were sure was a string of curses and moans. Instead it was more coherent than you expected, and in Latin.

A spell?

You sat up just in time to see a dim light surrounding his wrists, glueing them efficiently to the couch.

“The handcuff spell? Seriously?” he was either being childish or kinky. Handcuffing himself with magic to control his wolf? “How long can you keep the spell going though?” you scoffed.

“I-it’s not up to m-me,” he sighed, slightly relieved that the spell had worked. “It will vanish once you say the password.”

“So, a safeword? Fine, what is it?”

“You’ll h-have to figure it out,” he had the audacity to smirk when he wanted this as much as you. Maybe even more than you, he was the one who got physical pain if he couldn’t have his mate.

“Have it your way,” you said, giving another bounce. “ Like I need your help to get off.”

“We’ll see a-about that.”

You decided not to argue anymore, quickening the pace instead and effectively turning him into a moaning mess. Or maybe the one moaning was you, you couldn’t quite tell at this point.

As the minutes went by and the air grew thicker, your whole body was trembling as you felt him grow inside of you.

“O-oh, god,” you panthed. “ Are you getting b-bigger? Is that your knot?”

Doyoung, who had been observing you with lidded eyes the entire time, finally had something to say.

“Uh, n-not yet. That’s just m-me…”

“Oh… but that means that knots...are a thing, right?

“Y-yeah, it normally happens during heats, but it can also happen if we...get really worked up,” he said, licking his lips. “ But it takes a while of uh...fucking for that to happen. You know, basic werewolf anatomy.”

You looked at where your bodies were connected, your mind completely blank. You had stopped listening after he confirmed he could indeed knot you. You had never thought you were into that before, but there was something so animalistic about being knotted that you could only think about that now.

With a new purpose in mind, you gathered the strength you had left and rode him hard. Doyoung looked at you with wide eyes.

“D-does that turn you on?” he asked in disbelief in between moans.

You whined and nodded. Normally you wouldn’t admit it, but your pride was long gone.

“Yeah? My needy little mate wants my knot? Oh- so g- ah! That feels so good, baby. Just like that, just like that,” Doyoung was also leaving all formality behind, seeing you so desperate for him.

His praises served you as motivation to continue moving, even though your legs had given out. Frustrated, you tried to force yourself to ride him, only managing to grind harsh and slow.

“I can’t, please!” you sobbed incoherently.

“Keep going. Keep fucking going. Come on baby, use me,” he encouraged you while trying his best to thrust his hips into you. He couldn’t fuck you properly if he couldn’t move freely, but it was better than nothing. You were willing to take anything.

“More, more please oh my god,” you gasped as he gave you a few more thrusts, mixed with the weak movements your body could offer in your state.

“Are you gonna cum soon, hmm?” he hissed. “A-re you satisfied?”

“No!” you wailed. You were oh so close, but you didn’t want to cum just yet. “Y-your knot, want your knot.”

“Fuck!” he growled and his member twitched inside of you. “I wanna breed you so bad. You’re mine, mine, mine-”

It was the possessiveness in his voice that had you reaching your climax and collapsing on top of him while he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

“Good girl, you did so well. I love you so much.”

“Love you too,” you replied weakly, closing your eyes to welcome what you thought would be a long nap, when you heard a sudden snap and Doyoung’s arms surrounded your body.

“Finally,” he growled next to your ear and before you could even blink, he manhandled you so you were on your back under him.

“Wha-” you tried to question what had just happened when he connected his lips with yours into a passionate kiss.

“Did we really have to go this far for you to admit that you love me?” he asked between kisses. “I literally had to fuck the confession out of you.”

“T-that was the password?” you asked gasping when he kissed his way to your breasts.

“Not necessarily,” he delicately licked at one of your niples before sucking on it, moaning.. “The only condition was that you admit your true feelings for me, whether you felt something or not.”

He released the sensitive nub and gave it a last kiss before going back up and pinning your wrists above your head with just one of his large hands. His other hand travelled down to grab his member and without a warning he re-entered you.

You literally shrieked and squirmed under him.

“Too s-sensitive-AH!” your eyes rolled back when he pushed himself in deeper than he could when he was tied up.

“Shh, baby. Don’t you want my knot?” he purred, grabbing your hips and pulling you onto his cock again and again.

“Oh my god, ohmygod,” was all you could mumble.

“Fuck, you like that, baby?” he gritted as he lifted one of your legs and his pace accelerated.

The new angle and how deep he could reach now had you arching your back and letting out a silent scream.

He pulled his hips into him harder and faster, his knot slowly forming at the base of his length. He let out a shaky moan as he forced it inside of you, your mind too blinded with pleasure to feel any pain at first, but when the rest of it started growing inside of you, you panicked.

“It’s too big, s’ too much-please” you scratched his arms and back.

“Take it,” he simply said as his knot grew further while he fucked into you. “I’m gonna fill you up so good.”

Your entire body was shaking. You had never felt so full. And just when you thought the pleasure couldn’t be better than this, Doyoung gasped dramatically and halted his movements. Your eyes followed to where he was looking: at the very bottom of your belly there was a little bump.

“Y/n, look,” he said, caressing your belly as if he was hypnotized. “I’m so deep inside of you.”

“Fuck,” you were officially losing it now. Your locked your legs around his hips, trying to fuck yourself into him. “Give me your knot, give it to me.”

He didn't need to be told twice. He pulls you into him as he fucks forward as fast and hard as he can.

“You want it? You want me to cum right inside of you where I belong?”

“Yes! yes, yes,yes, yes, oh fuck!”

You spasmed around him and reached your high as he fucked you brutally. Right after, he fell forward, his knot squirting furiously inside of you as he let out a delirious laugh, lost in pleasure.

“Oh, y/n look at how good you take it,” he gritted while his hand reached for your clit and rubbed it quickly. “One more time, baby, cum for me one more time, come on.”

Sobbing desperately you felt another wave of pleasure hit you, your entire body trembling before you relaxed completely. You felt Doyoung panting next to your ear, before he started licking and sucking on the mark he had left there weeks ago.

It must be a wolf thing, you thought gaining back some of your long forgotten ability to think.

“Sorry. I'll remember to use a condom for the next round,” he said softly. “I’ll also get you plan B if we need it.”

“You’re lucky I’m on the pill. How many rounds are we talking about?” you asked breathlessly.

“Enough to fuck the attitude out of you-ouch!” he laughed when you hit his arm. “I don’t know, it could take one more round or we could be here all week.”

“Well, fuck.”

“Yep, fuck indeed.”

You two remained in silence for a few minutes before he broke the silence again.

“Can we please be together now? Like, really together. As a couple? I mean, we don’t have to, but-”

You bursted out laughing, but stopped when you saw the insecurity in his eyes. Seriously, only he could get insecure when his knot was locked inside of you.

“On one condition: I get an A for my last written assignment.”

He stared at you in disbelief before he let out a chuckle.

“I’ll reread and re-evaluate every single assignment you wrote this year, after I make you squirt.

“Deal.”