#and he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist

[luvyeni]

🪽… ( reaction ) have you ever tried this one ? ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 스트레이키즈 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ straykids favorite positions to fuck you in  ヾ

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「 ୨୧ authors note 」 tried something new today and added links no i cant make longer drabbles for any of these …

﹙ 𐙚 : bangchan ﹚ .ᐟ

wants you to feel all of him; he wants to be as deep as he can possibly be, that���s why nine times out of ten chan will have you folded in a mating press, stretching you out with his big cock. “fuck!” you screamed as the man above you fucked into you , holding your legs up to your chest. “deeper please.” no matter how deep he is , you want more — you want him to breed you. “fuck baby im already in your guts, how deep do you want me.” he grunted, feeling his cock twitch inside you. “want me to breed this pretty pussy.” you scream out, answering his question. “fuck yes!” moaning out feeling your cunt tightening around him. “sh-shit , that’s what you want? for me to fill this pretty pussy?” you moaned. “fu-fuck yes chan.” you moaned out. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hissed.

“gonna cum inside this pretty pussy.”

﹙ 𐙚 : lee know ﹚ .ᐟ

we all know lee know is an ass man, he’s revealed this on numerous occasions. when he fucks you, he wants you ass up so he can watch your ass recoil against him. “that’s it.” cursing , holding your hip with one hand , rutting into you. “shit keep moving that ass.” he was hypnotized by the way your ass moved. “fuck minho!” you screamed into the pillow. “fuck don’t stop.” he didn’t either , the grip on your waist tightening as he moved his hips faster. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he breathed out. “gonna fucking cum.” he groaned , pulled out stroking his cock. “fuck im cumming!” he howled as he came all over your ass. “shit baby.” he slapped your ass, you helped out

“god i fucking love your ass so much.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : changbin ﹚ .ᐟ

changbin loves to show off his strength; he doesn’t spend his days in the gym just for fun. showing you how manly he his, lifting you up and fucking you in the air. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his hand firmly grasping your ass holding you up as he pounded into you. “oh my god changbin!” your legs dangling on the side. “fuck me!” he held you up like you were nothing. “so-so strong.” he smirked. “yo-you like that?” he stuttered out, his voice deep. “shit , you like how i can lift you up and fuck you on my fat cock. nodding dumbly, babbling nonsense. “y-yes.” he cursed , bouncing you on his cock. “pl-please be careful.” you stuttered. “do-don’t worry baby im not gonna drop you.”

“gaining these muscle just so i can fuck you like this.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : hyunjin ﹚ .ᐟ

hyunjin fucking loves morning sex , rolling over on his side , spooning you pulling your clothes down, his cock hard as a rock as slid inside you, sighing in relief. “so-so warm baby.” his sexy morning voice in your ear as his hand came up u onto your boobs , feeling up your body , squeezing your boobs. “fe-feel so nice baby.” he rutted into you. “so fucking nice , i love you so much.” his hands in between your legs, rub your clit — the sun was bleeding into the room. “hy-hyune im gonna cum.” you moaned out , he opened your legs , rutting into you harder. “cum for me princess.” letting you cum, him following right after. “sh-shit baby.” he let your legs go , kissing your neck tenderly

“good morning princess , you felt so good.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : han jisung ﹚ .ᐟ

just put him in between your legs and let him do his thing, han jisung certified munch ! he doesn’t care whether he’s on top or if you’re on top. as long as he can taste your sweet cunt and feel your soft tittes in his hands , he is in heaven. “shit baby keep doing that.” you moaned, hands tangled in his hair , pushing him deeper into your mound. “fuck more.” hips moving against your will, he was that good , lapping at your cunt. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hummed as you came on his tongue, coating his tongue. “fuck you taste so good.” he pulled away. “like candy.” he bought his fingers to his mouth, bringing them back to your slit. “wanna make you cum again.” he rubbed your bud.

“wanna make a mess of you.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : felix ﹚ .ᐟ

ride him in his gaming chair and his life is yours. he loves this shit — you “ innocently “ sitting in his lap , which ends up with you both naked , his game long forgotten as you milked him for everything he had. “sh-shit.” he held your lower back letting you do what you wanted before he pulled you flush against him , pressing down on your lower stomach. “lixie.” he squeezed your boobs. “lo-love you feel so good wrapped around me.” he moaned. “so fucking warm.” he kissed your boobs , bucking his hips up. “lix I’m gonna cum.” you whined , he rubbed your clit. “cum for me.” he whispered into your ear. “cum for me like a good girl.” releasing all over him.

the game was long forgotten after that , he was ready to make you cum all over again.

﹙ 𐙚 : seungmin ﹚ .ᐟ

you’re always on top, but he’s always in charge. his legs flat against the bed fucking up into you , his hands yanking your back , making you scream. “sl-slut.” he growled. “letting me fuck you like this , you’re so nasty.” his thrust were brutal , your ass bright red from his previous slapping. “you like being fuck like a whore?” he asked , knowing you can’t ask. “whose whore are you.” he yanked your hair. “i asked you a question , whose whore are you?” you were a mess , trying to get the words out. “yours -fuck!- im your whore minnie.” you let out a pornographic moan. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he let your cum , holing you down as he emptied his load inside of you , holding you close to whisper in your ear.

“that’s right , you’re my whore.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : jeongin ﹚ .ᐟ

your body pressed flatly against the bed, arms pinned behind your back , jeongin kissing the sweet spot on your neck as , the kisses sweet and soft — a completely different from how deep he was inside you. “i-innie.” you babbled , he let your arms go , his hand wrapping around your neck, choking you lightly. “yo-you feel that -fuck- that’s my cock deep inside your pussy.” he grunted in your ear. “so-so deep.” he kissed your cheek. “i know baby , i know.” he moaned. “going dumb on my cock aren’t you.” your eyes rolling to the back of your head, his strokes were slow but deep. “just take it , that’s all you can do.” his hand tightening around your throat. “you can’t take it.”

“take it like a good fu-fucking girl.”

©️LUVYENI

[jeonginsleftcheek]

On Top(drabble)

a/n: i was peacefully writing my next dolly fic and hyunjin made me feral. that's it. you're in the hotel room with your bf after the concert hehe.

(if you saw me post this twice - no you didn't)

"You've been craving me all day, haven't you doll?" his voice was sultry as he leaned back on his elbows and looked at you.

Your thighs pressed together, a guilty look on your face as you've been riling him up with your texts and suggestive pictures during the live.

"Admit it." he smirked, laying down and looking at you with his eyes hooded.

"Yes. Been needing you all day, Jinnie."

"Climb on top then." he beckoned you with his fingers and you obeyed, making your way towards him.

Before you could sit on top of him, his legs wrapped around yours, stopping you.

"Take everything off for me." he said, his voice low.

Your face burned as you peeled your clothes off, now standing naked in front of your boyfriend.

You noticed a bulge already growing in his pants, making you gulp loudly.

"My clothes too." he grinned cheekily and you leaned down to unbutton and unzip his pants, sliding them off before doing the same with his shirt and boxers.

His cock slapped against his stomach, already leaking for you and he looked so delicious that you almost fell to your knees and took him in your mouth.

"Come on. Don't make me wait, doll."

You bit on your lip as you kneeled over him, hovering a little before you grabbed his cock, running his swollen tip against your wet folds.

"Been keeping that pussy all warm and wet for me, hm?" Hyunjin smirked, his eyes becoming cloudy with arousal.

"Yes, just for you Jinnie." you whimpered, finally pushing his length inside your warmth, slowly sitting down on him until he filled you up completely.

"Good girl. Always taking my cock so well." he said, folding his hands behind his head.

"Mm." you whimpered, your pussy clenching around him, arousal coating his throbbing cock.

"J-Jinnie." you whined making him chuckle.

"Fuck yourself on me, doll." he said and you moaned as you started swiveling your hips on top of him.

He looked at you with eyes full of lust as they traveled from your face to your perky breasts all the way down to where he was filling you up.

"Sucked me right in, hm. So needy for me, aren't you?" he bit on his lip.

"Y-yes, need you Jinnie." you babbled, already gone just from the stretch.

"Prove it. Show me how much you need it." one of his large hands ended up on your thigh, squeezing you for encouragement.

You braced yourself with your hands on his chest as you started to fuck yourself on him, lifting your hips up and slapping them down on his as you used him like a human dildo.

"Yeah, harder baby, I know you can." Hyunjin grabbed a handful of your ass making you moan loudly as you started fucking yourself faster on his cock, the tip hitting that delicious spot inside you.

The sound of skin slapping skin was so loud in the room, your slick coating his cock and balls, making it easy for him to slip in and out as you fucked against him.

Hyunjin moaned lowly, now grabbing both your thighs before his hands ran up your waist to your breasts, cupping them and squeezing.

"Who does this little pussy belong to?" he smirked, playing with your nipples.

"Y-you, you Hyunjin." you moaned, so close to your release.

"And these pretty tits?"

"All yours." you threw your head back, fucking on him harder as you felt that familiar build up inside you.

"Are you gonna cum on my cock?" he smirked at you.

"Yes, oh my god! Please!" you moaned.

"Good girl, cum for me." he moaned too, but you were struggling, your thighs burning and pussy clenching so hard around him that he was dangerously close to cumming too.

"I-I can't." you whimpered with tears in your eyes.

"Need Jinnie's help, baby?" he cooed at you almost mockingly.

"Yes, please." you begged making him chuckle.

"Hold onto my hand, doll." you gripped his hand, his fingers entwining with yours, his other hand on your hip.

A broken sob escaped your lips as Hyunjin started fucking up into you, grunting as his tip kept brushing your cervix.

Soon, you came all around his cock, your juices spilling everywhere on his crotch as you whimpered.

"Did so well." Hyunjin groans, gripping both of your hips.

"You're gonna take my cum now." he smirks lazily before digging his nails into your skin as he started fucking up into you hard, making you see stars.

You whimpered in overstimulation as Hyunjin came, filling you up with his warm cum and fucking it up into you.

He sat up, grabbing your face to kiss you, his tongue licking at yours before he leaned back, smirking at you.

"Just so you know, we're not done yet."

had to do this hehe💅🏻

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[peach-se]

김민정 — - -> Empty classroom's~! -> K.MJ

Warning → Sex, sex in school bathroom, Jelousy, over 18! Sex without protection, mommy kink, Gp!Minjeong, dirty talk.

Paring -> BadGirlGf!Minjeong x SoftieGfFem!Reader

Synopsis -> She’s jealous of another boy talking to her girl.

You were talking to one of your male classmates, Leehan, you guys were talking about the project that your science teacher set that was due in two weeks.

It was about doing some research and writing an essay. Lucky for you, you got a nerd to work with so it would be more easier.

As you were talking, you felt a tap on your shoulder as you turned you saw that it was your girlfriend, Minjeong. Minjeong was a bad-girl, well that what people call her as she's either in trouble or causing fights with someone.

She glared at leehan then at you, "Why are you talking to him..?" She asks the obvious jealousy shown on her face.

You looked her in the eyes, "We were just talking about a science project we have to do." you said, trying to explain to her why you were talking and walking with leehan in the first place.

She took your hand and pulled you behind her. She then looked at leehan.. "I don't want to see you ever talk to my girlfriend again.. you hear me.?"

Leehan pushed up his glasses, "Well then how are me and Y/n supposed to get the project done..?"

"I don't know and I don't care." Minjeong said rolling her eyes and walking off, dragging you into an empty classroom.

You gulped, you knew how Minjeong could get when she was being jealous.

She pinned you against the wall as she stared into your eyes, "You got anything to say about what happened back there.?" She asked, gritting her teeth.

You spoke up, "W-well I-" but before you could finish, Minjeong kissed you.

You hummed into the kiss, you felt as her tongue entered your mouth and started to explode it. Which made you whimper and go weak in the knees.

The kiss broke as you pulled back for air, gasping as you feel her lips kissing your neck.

She left wet kisses before stopping and giving you a Hickey on the right side on your neck. "Ah.. M-Minjeong w-wait.!" You tired to stop her, but it was too late.

She already was gonna mark you, showing everyone that you're hers and only hers.

You let out a whimper, your neck leaning back to give him more space. You had your eyes closed as you tried to concentrate on the pleasure she was giving you.

She groaned, moving her head from your neck to look down at you. As you guys locked eyes she moved her hands to your sides. "You mine and only mine.. got that sweetie?"

She gripped your waist causing you to whimper. He leaned back in and kissed you, you wrapped your arms around her neck as she moved one on his hands between your legs.

Causing you to let out a small moan, "Hmm you like that, huh?" She chuckled as she continued to rub up and down your wet folds through your underwear.

She continued to rub your cunt as she whispered dirty talk into your ears, "Hmm just getting all worked up over my fingers baby."

You felt as her fingers started to pump in and out of your cunt, "Hmm my baby's hole is tight.. no matter how much times I fuck you..huh..? I wonder if you really take me.."

"H-hmpf.. fuck.. Minjeong." you moaned as she chuckled at your state before pulling away her hand from inside you.

"Nuh huh, we're not done yet.." she turned you around and held your hips, "I know you can take it." You look behind you to see her unzipping her jeans and pulling out her huge girthy dick.

You gulped, well you've taken her fully before but she was always big. She then lifted your skirt and moved your panties to the side, she then rubbed her tip all over your folds to gather all your slick to use as lube.

You whined, "Impatient are we now?.." she stopped the teasing and she alined the tip of her cock to your hole.

"Hmm now gonna get what you want princess.." she mumbled as she slowly pushed inside you.

"A-ah fuck." Your brows frowned as you had your mouth in an 'o' shape.

She started pounding into your tight little cunt as you whimpered about it 'being too big' and that 'Its making you feel so full'.

She pulled up your top and let your tits hang out as she massaged them and praised them for how 'they perfectly fitted his hands' and that she 'loved your perky pink breasts.’

She grunted, "hmm so you like that? Huh? You like my big fucking cock pounding deep into your tight little pussy eh?" He muttered as he continued to thrust into you.

"yes..ahmm."

"Yes.. who?" She took your arms and held them behind your back as he pounded into you.

"Ye.. yes. Mommy." You whimpered as you felt yourself coming closer and closer to the edge.

"Haa.. fuck.. who's pussy does this belong to?..." she groaned as she picked up her pace.

"All.. ah hunggg Yours..daddy haa all yours~" you couldn't even think straight. All that could be heard was your moans and her grunts.

"I-im.. hmpff close m-.. mommy." you whimpered as you started to clench around her.

"Hmm cum for me baby... I'm close too. daddy's close..." her thrusts came sloppy indicating that she was close to cuming as well as you are.

After a few more thrusts you felt her seed fill you up,

"Oh shit i'm cumin, l'm cumin." She grunted as she held you close.

"Oh.. Minjeong. i'n f-fxck." You also came all over her cock, so as she pulled out of you. Your and her cum dripped out of your aching hole as you held onto the wall for support.

She pulled your underwear back then let down your skirt, she pulled back your shirt down and fixed you up. As if she didn't just take you here in one of the empty classrooms.

She then tucked away her cock before zipping back up her trousers and putting back on her belt.

Minjeong then kissed your cheek before walking out and leaving you there in the empty classroom all by yourself.

Your legs shaking and now you filled with her cum.

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[loveanddeepdick]

my queen 🧎‍♀️ day 2 of asking for your thoughts on nanami x reader x sylus 🥺🫶 I don’t think any other writer would do this fantasy justice

i’m BACK from the dead to answer anons sorry guys i blacked out again and was hospitalized blah blah recovering and schoolwork im back now 👅👅 (im so sorry for my absence im making it up now as best i can 🙏)

f!reader x kento nanami x sylus qin || pray for ur pussy after this omg

both nanami have you sandwiched in between them, hands wandering your body, rough, calloused hands that only belonged to a men that worked their whole lives, men that were gentlemen.

that was what this tension of theirs felt like. it was contradictory, but it was like a childish gentlemen competition. still somehow clothed, you were sitting in sylus’ lap with your legs wrapped around kento’s waist on your small bed. how you got in this position? who fuckin knows

“hmm you like it best here, don’t you, sweetheart?” sylus’ breath tickled the back of your earlobe. his hand snaked up under your shirt, teasing the bottom of your bra with the pads of his fingers, his pointer finger lifting to tease your nipple over the fabric.

before you could answer, nanami’s stern gaze fell lower, his hand drifting down to the waistband of your skirt, then slowly dipping under to meet your damp panties. you let out a short moan as nanami’s fingers grazed your clit.

“that noise tells me she likes it here better,” he chuckled, pleased with your response.

it felt like a hundred ninety nine degrees in your small bedroom, two large hunky men towering over your being and their hands roaming your body.

“it’s getting a little hot in here, don’t cha think..?” you nervously chuckled, not wanting to answer the ultimatum that was nanami or sylus.

nanami or sylus.. nanami or sylus.. nanami or—

zziiippp

your train of thought had distracted you for a slight second until you heard the sound of two zippers and the shuffling of fabric. your eyes grew wide at the sight, nanami’s hands pulling off his boxers to reveal his thick cock. it probably wasn’t the biggest but fuck was he wide. he kept himself nicely trimmed, and his cock head was just so so pretty.

your felt something big hit your lower back and you did not have to look behind you to know what it was. sylus’ cock left a small splatter of precum on your back and his hands retuned back to your bra, squeezing and playing with them. he lifted up your sweater and your bra, letting your tits bounce freely.

“pretty, aren’t they?” sylus whispered, shooting a possessive look at nanami.

“she’s not yours to show off,” nanami grunted, his hands resting at your waist and pulling you closer to him. sylus reached for your nipples, playing with them with his thumb and relishing in your moans.

“of course she’s mine, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

you only responded in quiet whimpers as he flicked your nipples, avoiding eye contact with nanami. you could feel nanami’s cock sliding underneath your panties as he pulled you closer, the thin fabric of your panties doing nothing but be a useless barrier. you could feel a damn vein on his cock.

“let’s find out who she likes best then,” nanami’s eyes trailed down to where his cock met your clothed pussy and he almost broke a smile.

you felt like you were being manhandled by two angels for a minute, them disagreeing on positions, who you like better, and most importantly to them, who gets to watch your face when you cum.

nanami rested you on your back with your head on a pillow as he gently spread your legs. he slowly pulled off your skirt and panties and groaned when his cock met your dripping pussy. your eyes wandered the room for sylus, but as usual, you felt him before you could see him.

he pushed his thick hot cock against you, his cock head smearing precum on your lips. you gasped and he used that time to push his precum into your mouth with the tip of his cock. you instinctively close your mouth and lock your lips around his cockhead, receiving a quiet groan from sylus.

“you’re so dirty sweetheart,” sylus chuckled, and as you were about to open your mouth, nanami’s fat cock pushed into the confines of your tight pussy. you moaned, your eyes rolling backwards as sylus pushed his cock in as well.

they were moving in sync, a cock down your throat and another drilling deep into your pussy. sylus was kneeling beside you, his hand gripping your jaw as he fucked your throat. nanami’s cock was pounding into your g-spot, his mouth latched onto your nipples, a silent get back to sylus and claiming your tits as his.

“you’ve got such a pretty face, sweetheart. you look even better when you’re choking on me,” sylus coos at you, the hand on your jaw shifting so he could caress your face with his thumb, “don’t cry, sweet baby, i’m here”

you could almost see a small smirk on sylus face when your eyes were watering from the lack of air. that kinky pervert. nanami’s mouth was doing wonders on your nipples, circling them with his tongue and sucking like his life depended on it.

“can feel you squeezing, angel, you about to cum?” nanami breathed, detaching himself from your tits to look up at you. his hair was disheveled, a trail of saliva linking his mouth and your boobs.

you could only nod, squeezing his cock with your pussy tighter, eliciting a loud grunt from him. sylus and nanami both picked up their pace. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like how sylus’ cock was invading your little throat, using your mouth for his pleasure, but fuck, nanami’s cock felt like a godsend.

nanami’s hand reached for your clit, rubbing his three middle fingers in a circle just how you liked it. your moans only sent vibrations up sylus’ shaft and making nanami’s pace recently on your poor pussy.

“just like that sweetheart, your throat’s so fucking tight”

“gonna cum? cum for me, angel, cum on my cock, good girl.. goood fucking girl”

nanami fucks you through your orgasm, groaning as he felt you squirt onto his abdomen, your leaky pussy soaking his him, his abs glistening in all their glory. he came deep in your womb, his sticky white cum breaching every crevice as you spasmed, almost losing consciousness form your orgasm.

sylus came deep, his cum coating the inside of your mouth and throat as he finally let go of your hair. he pulled out slowly, his other hand remaining on your jaw as he kept it open, spitting on your tongue.

“did so good, didn’t you, sweetheart?” sylus smiled. so much for being a gentleman.

“liked me best, right?” nanami caged you under his arms as his lips trailed over your collarbone. you caught your breath finally, taking in your surroundings.

“can we try again? maaybeee switch positions?” you smile meekly, bringing your finger nervously to your lips.

TY ANON FOR THIS IDEA LOL this is not proofread im just hornyposting

[rosyhoneydew]

nsf/w continuation of this fic below ⬇️ happy Thanksgiving pt. 2!

Buck opens the door for them to step back inside. He thrills a little at the feeling of Tommy's hand on his waist. God, it feels good to have those hands on him again. Chimney's alone in the kitchen, bagging up turkey and setting the dishes in the sink. He smirks at the two of them when they walk in and Buck resists the urge to smooth down his hair where Tommy had grabbed at it.

"You two talk things out then?"

Buck gives him a look. "You know there were easier ways you could've gotten us to talk."

"This way seemed more fun," Chimney responds lightly. "Can I get you some leftovers, Tom?"

"That would be great, thanks."

When Buck looks up at him, Tommy is smiling. He looks like he's come back to life. It's a stark difference from the cautious, uncomfortable man that walked in a few hours ago.

Tommy catches him looking and the smile grows sweeter.

"Come home with me tonight," Buck leans up to whisper.

He gets an eyebrow raise in response.

"Just to spend one night, not- I'm not asking for more than one night."

Tommy leans in even closer, his lips pressed to Buck's ear. He places a kiss at the soft spot of his jaw and whispers back, "Okay."

They pack up the night quickly after that. Tommy helps with the dishes, You guys did all the cooking, let me do this and Buck gets called into Jee's bedroom to say goodnight. When he emerges, 2 stories later, Maddie, Chim, and Tommy are standing around the counter, chatting and laughing. It sends a ripple through his heart. He can't help but think of Maddie's advice I think you have to trust the Universe is gonna bring you a special person. What could be more special than this, he thinks, a warm feeling washing over him.

Tommy drives them back to Buck's apartment. There's a slight hesitancy in him as they walk inside, maybe wondering if Buck has changed his mind, remembering what happened last time. Buck hasn't. He grabs Tommy's hand and pulls him inside.

He doesn't give either of them the time to overthink. The moment they're inside he's got his arms around Tommy's shoulders, kissing him messy and dirty and full of pent-up feeling that he's been trying and failing to burn out in his oven.

Tommy matches him step for step, he wraps one arm around Buck's waist and drops the other hand to his ass, squeezing and pulling him closer. They stand there, making out in Buck's kitchen for minutes on end before the desperation Buck feels becomes too much. He pulls away, pecking Tommy on the lips a few more times, like he can't stop.

"Bed?" he asks.

Tommy nods, repeats, "Lead the way."

Buck walks them upstairs, shimmying off his pants and shirt before laying back in the center of the bed. Tommy watches for a moment, like he can't believe he's here. It's sweet, but Buck is hungry so he spreads his legs wide and drops a hand to his dick, playing with it over his boxers.

"Come on," he urges.

Tommy follows after that, dropping to his knees and hooking his hands behind Buck's legs. He uses the leverage to pull Buck to the edge of the bed, nuzzling his cock the second he's eye-level. It's not what Buck was expecting, the sudden movement and stimulation making him gasp.

"Baby," he groans.

Tommy opens his mouth and places kisses along Buck's cock, sucking through the cloth at the head. It's dulled by the cotton, but the feel of Tommy's warm mouth and tongue pressing against him still leaves Buck moaning through it.

Tommy pulls his underwear down at the sound, staring at Buck, fully bare and flushing under the attention. The sensation of being watched sends tingles through Buck's body and he squirms. Tommy holds his hips to keep him still.

"I've missed you so much."

"You talking to me or my dick?" Buck asks.

Tommy sends him a look, but it dissolves in a moment. "Both," he admits. "I love your dick."

"Yeah, you miss having it inside you, baby?"

Tommy groans. Buck wishes either of them had the patience for that tonight. He lifts his hips a little instead.

"Want your mouth."

Tommy doesn't make him wait. He licks up and down Buck's cock a few times and then sucks the head inside his mouth. It's hot and soft inside his mouth, the way it always is, and Buck moans.

He sucks the head a few times, getting the angle right before he takes Buck down, going all the way until his throat is stuffed full. It makes a wet, clicking sound when he does and Buck gasps in response, eyes closing in arousal. He's always loved the sound of sex.

Tommy works him faster after that, gliding up and down in a wet slide that leaves Buck moaning and twisting in Tommy's hold. It doesn't take him long to get close. The feeling of Tommy's tongue pressing flat against him and the Tommy's right hand slips up to play with his balls and press just behind them gets him there.

"Close, baby, I'm so close," he gets out, urgent.

Tommy groans, working faster and spending more time sucking at the head as he does. He runs his tongue in figure eights there and slides down in rapid up and down motions and Buck is gone.

Buck can hear himself moaning and tries to keep his hips from fucking up into Tommy's throat with too much abandon, but Tommy doesn't seem to mind. He moans himself, swallowing and sucking Buck through it.

Buck is still coming down when he notices, Tommy's got his head resting against Buck's thigh, his mouth open on the grunts and groans pushing forward. He's got one hand, still wet with Buck's come, stroking his cock fast and hard. Buck's not even sure when Tommy got his pants undone. The sight of it is so blingingly erotic that Buck feels a shockwave of arousal run through him again. It's not long after that that Tommy looks up at him, eyes pinching before they roll back as he comes.

They sit there breathing for a moment, before Buck pulls Tommy up to the bed that has to be hell on your knees. Tommy lays down next to him, reaching a dry hand over to weave his fingers into Buck's. There's still so much to say, so much that Buck wants to make sure they air out, but for now they're content to lay like this. They've got time.

[vrystalius]

Thighs, thighs, thighs 2

Kyojuro encouraged you get from him what you wanted for a while now, but how about you reverse the rolls? (Pt.2 of Thighs, thighs, thighs)

Pairing: hashira!Kyojuro x fem!reader

Includes: Thigh riding, dry humping/grinding, eating out, hair pulling (on Kyo), squirting, a shy author

Word count: 1.5k

˚✧₊⁎⁺˳༚ NSFW below — MDNI please!

You shifted on his lap and teasingly arched your back slightly and your chest pressing tightly against his, daring to spill out of your already flimsy robes. You saw an obvious struggle in his eyes, probably debating with himself if he can glance down to your plush breasts for even just a moment. Kyojuro’s hands found their place on your waist as he shifted you onto one thighs, slowly parting his legs with a teasing smile. His leg bounced up against you, rubbing right against your clothed—

“Go on. Show me how much you missed me.”

His husky words made you shudder while Kyojuro’s muscular arms slowly pull you closer to him and up his thigh. You felt his muscle tense under you. Despite him being rather demanding, you saw how flushed his cheeks and droopy his eyes were. Your husband needs you but played it off. It’s just that you can see right through him. You rocked your hip agonisingly slowly against his thigh, feeling warmth spread in your abdomen and up to your chest. Leaning forward, you placed your hand on his chest and smirked knowingly up at him as you felt his racing heart thumping against his chest and your palm. His adam’s apple bobbed up and down nervously.

“You need me just as much as I need you.”

Kyojuro bit his lower lip and whimpered quietly as his brows adorably furrowed together. His hands pushed you down further against his tense muscle. You felt his grip getting tighter. Your hips worked against his thigh harder in a desperate attempt to get just a little more pleasure from the fabric of your panties rubbing against your wetness. You prayed your husband wouldn’t notice the stain on his pants spreading and becoming more and more damp— you don’t want him to know just how much you craved him inside you!

Glancing down at his lap, you finally noticed his own need, his cock straining painfully against his poor uniform. It was twitching and forming a rather obvious stain, demanding your touch and attention. You halted in your action and teasingly cupped his growing desire and listened to the strained moan that escaped Kyojuro’s lips.

“H-Haah— Love, y-you sure you want me already?”

You shifted on his lap, now sitting directly on his clothed dick, giving it a squeeze and teasingly ran your other hand down to his belt.

“You sound like you’d finish in minutes.”

“I will, that’s why I-I cannot have you yet- I missed you too much.”

“Me or my body?”

Kyojuro let out a small chuckle, pulling you closer against his body and dragging your hips over his crotch and feeling your wetness press right up against him.

“May I say both?”

Before you could even respond, his lips founds yours and began to ravage you completely, barely giving you time to recover or air to intake. While you were busy desperately grinding down onto his length, Kyojuro suddenly slipped his hands under your thighs and lifted you off his lap, almost throwing you onto your shared bed behind you two.

“Gods. fuck, forgive me but I need you. Now. I can’t wait much longer.”

Leaning down, he wrapped your legs around his waist and pressed his clothed cock right up against you. Kyojuro leaned down to you and hungrily devoured your lips while his fingers swiftly slipped below your waistband, impatiently tugging on your panties and pulling them down. You felt his kisses travel down to your neck and your chest, him burying his face between your breasts and placing sloppy kisses all over before continuing his move downwards. He lifted your legs onto his shoulder while you shakily slip your yukata off. You didn’t quite expect him to end up taking control— Perhaps you can manage to overpower him next time.

But before you could even dwell on that thought for a second longer, you felt Kyojuro harshly bit your thigh to get your attention, licking over the mark he left as some sort of compensation.

“Look at me, please.”

You noticed his dick still painfully tenting his uniform and being completely neglected by himself, instead focusing on the delicious sweetness in front of him. His hips buckled against the mattress below to get at least a little bit of friction while his hands are busy with you. Your hand gripped his bright hair by his scalp while whimpering softly, Kyojuro placing a gentle kiss on your clit before teasingly giving you kitten-licks.

“G-Gah.. K-Kyo!-“

Your whines got louder as your hip desperately ground against his face while he hummed in satisfaction. His licks got more and more feverish, his nose pressed right up against your folds while his eyed were closed in bliss. You felt his moans vibrate against you, making you squirm and trap his head between your shaking thighs while he continued his sweet assault. Your grip on his hair got tighter and more demanding. Perverted squelching and slurping sounds reached your ears, almost making you want to cover your ears in embarrassment if only you weren’t way too lost in the pleasure you were craving from Kyojuro for so long.

His muscular arms were keeping you in place and preventing you from squirming away from him while he completely buried his face in your sweetness. His finger pinched and rolled your clit between his calloused thumb and index finger, making your eyes roll back into your skull feel like you’re about to ascend to heaven and greet the first of the flame hashira’s generation to thank them personally for passing down the Rengoku’s characteristic large appetite for centuries. A loud moan accidentally escaped your lips as you almost crushingly caged your husband’s head between your thighs. You were right there, right there!—

“You’re perfect. So, so good— all for me, h-haah.”

Kyojuro suddenly pulled away completelt, leaving you out cold, mumbling against your skin while placing sloppy kisses on your thighs enclosing him. His jaw was covered in your sweet juices, his lips deliciously glistering in the light of the setting sun peeking through your blinds.

“G-Go back, g-go-“

You harshly tugged on his scalp again, trying to make him go back to what he was doing. He let out a soft whimper and subtly ground his hips against the mattress below again while glancing up at you with lovesick eyes. Kyojuro closed his eyes once more and followed your lead, dwelling back into your addicting sweetness. The lewd slurping returned while your moans got louder and whinier. You arched your back and buckled your hips up against his face, grinding against his chin, mouth and nose. You felt his tongue exploring every single inch of your insides as if trying to memorise how tight and inviting it felt for moment when you’re not around for desperate times. His moans matched your volume as his licks and slurps got more feverish, knowing that you are oh so close. One of his hands dipped below his belt as his groans intensified.

Then finally, you let out a scream-like moan, your thighs shuddering and shaking as you squirted all over his face uncontrollably. Your back lifted off the bed and arched while you pulled your husband away from you, finally letting go off his hair. Kyojuro followed close by, burying his face in your thigh and harshly bit down on the soft flesh to muffle his own pathetic moans. Tears pricked in the corners of his eyes while his whole body violently shuddered, cum leaking through his uniform.

“Th-Thank you..”

“N-No, I-I to th-thank you… Oh my gods, so sorry— you’re soaked!”

You weakly sat up and laughed at the sight in front of you; your husband soaked and covered in your juices. He simply waved you off and licked his lips with a smile.

“I don’t mind!”

“You perv, enjoying being dirty like this!”

Still while quietly giggling, you let yourself fall onto the mattress and rolled over onto your side to recover from the soul-ascending high you just felt. Kyojuro rolled over beside you and grinned up at you, leaving behind a stain that will be impossible remove from the bedsheets. Both yours and his juices.

“Your pants.”

You pulled your husband closer by his belt and inspected the large stain on his poor uniform.

“Ah, I can just ask for another one. Do not worry..”

“Mh.”

Not having enough energy to either acknowledge what he said or scold him for not removing his pants, you buried your face in the nearest pillow you found and closed your eyes for just a moment to rest. He watched you closely with a slight smile, having dearly missed that sight after being either too tired to properly admire you in bed or not being home altogether. You felt soft sheets being wrapped around your naked body, a small smile forming on your face.

“Thanks.”

“Always, my sun.”

“…Please go shower and change, I don’t wanna cuddle with my dirty husband.”

“Right.”

💠

I yelled “how the hell do you write smut” over five times while writing this and I have now new profound respect for all authors that write NSFW. Anyways, I hope this wasn’t too terrible XD

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough <33

Take care of yourselves <3

[multi-fandom-imagine]

I showed my baby neice my Rocky Rickaby Plushie and she laughed and smiled at it and it gave me the idea of Dad! Rocky x reader where their baby smiles at him for the first time 😭💕💕💕

A/n: *SCREECHING* THATS ADORABLR

You expected your son to be much like his father when he was born, energetic, nothing but giggles but he was completely the opposite. He was a quiet baby, so sweet and Rocky was determined to make him smile.

"Look what daddy got you!" Rocky's voice boomed throughout the little apartment. He rushed over to his toddler beaming down at his one year old som that was staring blankly up at him.

Glancing up from your book, you smiled tilting your head to the side. "Nothing too dangerous right?"

Giving you a wink, he chuckled pulling out a small little plush. "This!"

The toddlers eyes going wide looking at the toy in his hands. His eyes following the movements of it with each dramatic movement of Rocky's hands.

"You would probably kill me if I gave our precious little bundle of joy anything dangerous and then who would keep you safe."

Pushing up from the chair you made your way over to him. "Viktor for starters."

Scoffing, Rocky wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you into his chest. "I can do a better job at protecting you both than that grump."

"Hmm. I won't tell him you said that."

"Thank you."

Placing a kiss to your temple, Rocky then turned his attention back to his son waving the little plush in his face. "Can you smile for daddy?"

Reaching for the plush, the little boy stood on shaky legs giggling at the faces his father was making. A squeal leaving his lips as a bright smile formed on his face. The first big smile that Rocky had the chance to see.

"Did you?!" Rocky's own large smile formed on his face as he lifted his son out of the crib and into his arms. "You have the cutest smile." Rubbing his nose into his son's belly, another squeal left his son's lips as he squirmed in his father's arms.

"You have your mothers smile"

[dietcokegirly12]

"Beautifully Scarred"

featuring osamu dazai

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art found on pinterest !! ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

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synopsis: soft, intimate sex with dazai, where he unwraps his bandages and shows reader his scars for the first time, unveiling the most vulnerable parts of himself.

a/n: this idea has been in my head for a while now, so i had to write it, especially because this topic is kind of personal to me, and i truly can't imagine anything more romantic than the love that comes from accepting another's body, no matter how broken or scarred.

word count: 1.2k

tags: mentions of sh scars, intimate sex, slight teasing

₊˚⊹ ─ 𓄧 𓊔 𓄧 𓊔 𓄧 ₊˚⊹ ─ 𓄧 𓊔 𓄧 𓊔 𓄧 ₊˚⊹ ─

osamu dazai was always wearing bandages. always.

from the time that he was in the port mafia, to when he was in the detective agency, even around you, his loving girlfriend of a couple years now, he always had white gauze wrapped over his arms, neck, chest, even his legs.

not even when you would become intimate would he take them off, bandaged hands wrapping around your hips while saccharine moans slipped out of him, some of them becoming loose and unravelling around you two in flowy white strips, but never quite revealing the flawed skin that hid underneath.

which is why, one morning when the light of dawn was just barely peeking through the windows, illuminating you two in a warm glow, the sleepiness of morning still upon you, you decided to find out why.

you slung one leg over his slender frame, straddling him before nestling your face in his neck, to breathe in his warm, familiar scent.

when you feel him, hard and pulsing against your stomach, you look down to see his half-lidded gaze, mouth lazily curved up.

"mornin' wood," is all he says before capturing your lips with his, one delicate hand coming to slide up your body, shifting to grind against you in slow strokes.

you giggle softly into his mouth, spreading your legs wider for him, which he eagerly takes as an opportunity to cup your pussy, already wet and seeping, quickly pulling your panties aside to swirl his fingers over you, drawing out a small moan.

you reach for the loose sweats he always sleeps in, pushing them down past his hips and drawing an involuntary shudder, as your hands dip down to stroke him gently.

"f-fuck.." he whines as teasingly, your thumb sweeps across his slit, gathering the precum that had already started to spill out.

your hand pumps up and down lightly, never quite tightening enough to his liking, as he writhes slightly, gasping, with his hips bucking into your hand for more.

"s-stop teasing.." he groans out, and finally you relent, lining yourself up with his length, before finally beginning to sink down on him, your warm heat encasing him almost immediately.

your cunt throbs and flutters around him, as he sinks fully in to the hilt, his length pressing all the way to your cervix.

you groan, never quite getting used to your boyfriend's sheer size as he presses into you, already beginning shallow thrusts in and out with warm palms coming to cup your breasts, massaging and kneading eagerly.

you moan, leaning into him as his shirt slightly lifts up to show his toned, bandaged waist, unfurling slightly.

you quickly take the chance to lightly pull against the bandages lining him.

"why do you keep these on?" you question as his hips immediately slow, ever so slightly, hesitance clear in his eyes.

"hm? oh, I just have... scars." he admits quietly, hands coming to cover yours, where you’re toying with the bandaged strips. "not new." he rushes to add. "just.. there's a lot. i prefer to keep them covered.”

your eyes soften, as you gaze at him. “but why? there’s no reason to be ashamed of them, you know.”

“i know.” he swallows nervously, and you go to mouth kisses along his neck and collarbone.

“i’d never judge.” you murmur out. “but i understand if you’re not comfortable or you don’t trust..”

but before you can finish, dazai's nimble fingers are reaching around you and bandages are unwinding.

"i trust you."

long strips of gauze flutter around you two before settling, and then all you can see is dazai.

an expanse of pale white skin you've never laid eyes on before, marred with criss-crosses of all kind, scars, which to you, could not be more beautiful.

some pink, some white, all faded. there's so many, and almost unconsciously, your hand reaches for him, to run your hand lightly down along them, following the curve of every line.

he flinches, and you look to him, where he's averting his gaze, a blush covering his cheeks.

"oh dazai.." you breathe, beginning to kiss down along his scars. "i think you're beautiful."

he turns to you, lashes fluttering, lip pulled in between his teeth.

"so, so, so beautiful." you bury your face into his chest, nuzzling into him as your hands wander to everywhere you can reach, smoothing over the newly revealed skin that you're too eager to explore, unable to get enough.

he makes a strange sound under you, somewhere caught between a gasp and a moan. he pulls you closer, and you feel his cock twitching inside you faintly.

you smile into him, before beginning to move up and down atop him again, the sound of skin against skin quickly filling the room.

he groans, throwing his head back under you, his breathing growing heavier as his hips begin to thrust up into you, hands quickly coming to squeeze your plush thighs to lift you up and down.

you continue to trace over his scars lightly, as if you were committing them all to memory, and he arches under you, his cock hitting even deeper into your sweet spot relentlessly.

your hands come down to his sensitive nipples, rubbing and tweaking them slightly, knowing how whiney he gets when you do that.

"mmph.. m'gonna cum soon if you keep doing that, sweetheart."

you laugh, quickly breaking into a moan as his slender hips piston relentlessly into your drooling cunt, arousal dripping out of you.

you lean closer, your perky tits pressing against his bare skin for the first time, without scratchy bandages in the way, able to feel and see all of him, no matter how exposed.

you notice dazai trying to cover himself, shifting further into the blanket and lifting it over himself, but quickly you spread your hands across him, blocking it, as you ride him even faster.

"i mean it, dazai. i want to see all of you, no matter how broken. you're perfect. so, so perfect."

he stares at you, breaths heaving. "you don't think i'm repulsive?"

"how could I?" you shake your head dismissively, like the thought had never even occurred to you. "i love you."

the second the words leave your mouth, it has him gasping, eyes searching yours frantically, as he bounces you on him, almost feral with desperation. "say it again." his voice is hoarse, almost strange coming from him.

you lean closer, hips rutting almost animalistically, as your lips ghost over his. "i love you. i love you. i love you."

and then with a shudder, he's cumming, pumping you full of ribbon after ribbon of his milky white load, so much of it that it forms a creamy ring around his base.

you're not far behind, letting go with a loud moan, as your cunt twitches around him, sucking him deeper before absolutely soaking him in the wet, warmth of your release.

he's still pulsing inside you as you come back down, both of you panting with exertion, as you lay on his chest, content weighing down your limbs.

absently, you trace over his pretty scars gently, and he lets out a final moan before settling.

he glances over at you, tired eyes gazing at you with drowsy affection. "can't believe you, of all people, could love this body of mine."

you smile, moving downward to press your mouth over his warm skin. "and m'gonna kiss every scar until you do."

[kavlitzlver]

2007 tom and f!reader go to the same school blah blah blah and then they do it in a classroom when the classes are over OR hcs about how they go to the same school both sfw and nsfw thank u

OKAY I LOVE THIS IDEA i can work with this, just hope you like it <33

be quiet.

Tom Kaulitz x Fem!reader

summary: You and Tom go to the same school together and secretly have been friends with benefits for quite some time now, neither of your other band members or anyone else at school knows, but seeing each other in school all the time and not fuck is harder than you both thought….

warnings : rough sex, p in v sex, fingering, oral sex

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I feel his hand on my lap, slowly moving towards my inner thigh, his thumb stroking the soft skin of my legs that peeked through the tight black skirt I was wearing. “Tom..” I mumble as i nudge him, he grinned at my widened eyes as i scanned the room for any curious looks from our classmates, scared that someone might notice. It was so weird that no one noticed the looks Tom and I gave each other recently, how we behaved less like best friends but more like a couple, I feel like he didn’t even notice it himself. We’ve been sleeping with each other for a few months now, one day he’s my best friend and we’re goofing around like always, the next his hand is wrapped around my neck while he’s deep inside me. It was confusing.

“Been too long y/n….need you” he whispered into my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine, those words alone were enough to just take him right here and there, to send me over the edge in the middle of class.

“After school ‘kay?” I take his hand and place it back down on the table, nudging him in the shoulder “We’re in the middle of-“

“Y/n. Might wanna share what you and Tom are talking about? Sounds interesting” the teacher interrupted us, making me flinch away from him, I shook my head and focussed back on the lesson. I saw Bill turning around to us and giving me a silly look, I knew that he knew something was going on, it was Bill, he sensed those things. “After school at my place.” I say to Tom, not even looking at him when I felt his hand back on my thigh, he was so needy, so horny, all the damn time, I cross my legs, automatically making it impossible for him to arouse me, I could hear his sigh as he tried to focus back on the lesson.

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Math class was over, I started packing up my stuff and was about to leave the room when I felt a tight grip around my waist. “Wait a sec.” Tom smirked, pulling me back to our seats, “Lets skip Biology hm?” he had that lustful grin on his face, his hands tightened, his tongue playing with his lip ring, I couldn’t say no, not to this look, not to him staring me up and down like that. “Can’t wait till after school..”

“You guys coming?” Bill stopped mid way, looking at us with crossed arms and raised eyebrows, i clear my throat. “Go ahead, we skip” Tom responded in a confident voice, knowing Bill would never skip a class in the last week of school. Bill nodded disappointedly, heading outside the classroom with Georg and Gustav, who looked just as confused.

I watched as Tom walked to the entry of the room, closing the door and locking it after making sure no one had seen us. I was taking off my jacket when I felt his two warm hands on my waist, his fingers digging into my soft skin, pulling me back in a swift motion, he presses me close to him, showing me how hard he is as he started kissing my neck. I was tense, unsure if that was really a good idea, wouldn’t we get in huge trouble when someone catches us?

“Tom I-“ he turns me around in a quick motion, my words being interrupted by a rough kiss, his hands wandered down to my thighs, gripping my legs and lifting me up on one of the tables. “You look so good in that skirt…so fucking good” his raspy whisper send shivers down my spine, he groaned into my neck as he grinder against my core through the soft material of my skirt. I let myself fall into the moment, shaking off every concern I had when I found my way into his jeans, unbuttoning them with the other and taking out the belt through the loops in a rough motion, throwing it somewhere on the floor.

The grin on his face as I started to slowly run my fingers along his length was unbearable, the way his eyes turned so lustful, he was making me insane, I get a hold onto his cock and start moving my hand back and forth, causing his grin to turn into a gasp, his head leaned back.

I take his pants off, letting them pool at his feet when I get off the table and down on my knees, my hands placed on his waist, my tongue liking the tip before I almost swallow him whole, the room now filled with his groans as he grabbed my hair into a ponytail. His moans like music to my ears, a grin formed on my face as I saw the pleasure I caused him. “Fuck…..”

“Get up….need to hurry baby” I shivered when he called me that, he never did before, I do as he said and sat back down on the table, i didn’t even bother taking of my skirt when Toms finger already played with the thin material of my panties, pulling them to the side and entering his middle finger into me in a swift motion, leaving me a moaning mess. He curled his finger just the right way to hit my g spot, his dreads falling into my face as he sucked on the soft skin of my neck, leaving marks just as always.

“Tom we need to hurry…” Moans cut off my speech, he nodded and exited my core, a gasp leaving my mouth as he licked my juices off his finger, positioning himself before my entrance. He entered me roughly, his hands on my waist as he pushed into me hard, not even stopping so I could adjust. “just like that..” he groaned, digging his fingers into my flesh. He quickened his pace even more, mouth open as he moaned in pleasure, his heartbeat racing just as mine as he kissed me roughly, his tongue intertwining with mine. I broke the kiss as i couldn’t contain my whimpers, sensing that i’m close to reaching my peak, “gonna cum..”

“I’m not done.” he grabbed me by my neck with one hand, the other now found a way under my skirt, his thumb circling around my clit when my legs began to tense, a satisfied smirk resting on his face as he witnessed the effect he had on me. My eyes were shut, mouth open as one moan escaped after the other when suddenly we heard someone trying to open the door.

Tom stayed inside me, but slowed down his movements as he continued to move in and out, his hand now roughly placed on my mouth to stop me from moaning. It seemed like whoever wanted to enter was now gone and Tom quickened up his pace again, rubbing my clit with his thumb and buttoning me completely until I was a moaning mess and reached my high. Tom was near the end too when his movements became sloppier and he finally released himself.

“Good girl…so…so good” he mumbled as our foreheads touched, “mhm…” i nod trying to catch my breath. I watched as Tom put his pants back on, handing me a paper towel to clean myself up before he kissed my neck one last time. He brushed my hair behind my back when a grin appeared on his face “hickeys look good on you.” I slapped him on the shoulder, my hand immediately on my neck when I ran to the mirror in the front of the classroom.

“I told you to stop doing that”

He opened the classroom door, completely ignoring my complain, “let’s go…before someone sees us”

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Tom and I waited outside the school for the rest, seeing Bill, Georg and Gustav walk out the door, laughing about something.

“You guys wouldn’t believe what Sophie heard in one of the classrooms-“ I looked at Gustav with raised eyebrows, “Two people were having sex in the last lesson!” Georg continued where Gustav started, laughing his ass off just like the rest when Tom gave me a playful look, smirking at me. I faked my reaction, gasping when I kicked Tom in the chest.

“What?! Who would do that?!”

“Someone like Tom would…” Bill winked at his twin, I was right, he definitely knew.

[whimsicalpolitical]

cuddly mornings

having to get up at 5am but ross keeping you a little longer- fluff

The alarm’s shrill buzz shattered the quiet of the early morning. You groaned into the pillow, barely lifting your arm to fumble for the snooze button, silencing it with a slap. The room fell back into stillness, the soft glow of a streetlamp outside casting a faint blue hue across the walls.

You felt the warmth of Ross before you registered his touch. His arm tightened around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. His bare skin pressed into yours, and the heat of him was magnetic, cocooning you in comfort.

“Don’t,” he murmured, his voice deep and sleep-rough against the shell of your ear. “Just… don’t.”

“Don’t what?” you mumbled, your voice muffled by the pillow.

“Don’t leave,” he said, his lips brushing the side of your neck, the words barely audible. “Stay here. With me.”

You sighed, twisting slightly to face him. His eyes were heavy-lidded, his hair a mess of dark waves across his forehead. He looked so utterly soft like this, his face relaxed, his beard shadowing his jaw.

“I can’t,” you murmured, though even as you said it, you were tucking yourself closer to him, your head burying against his shoulder.

“You can,” he said, his arms wrapping tighter around you as he shifted to cradle you against him. “It’s still night. Look.”

“It’s not,” you protested, though you didn’t move.

“It is,” he insisted, glancing toward the faint light filtering through the curtains. “It’s dark as anything. Nobody needs you at this hour. Except me.”

“Ross…”

“No, no,” he interrupted, his tone soft but firm. “Darling, I need you here. Can’t do without you, can I?”

His lips found your forehead, pressing a lingering kiss there, and you let out a quiet hum of contentment despite yourself.

“It’s cold out there,” he continued, his voice a low murmur. “Miserable. Wind’s probably howling. Might even be raining.”

“It’s not raining,” you said, the corner of your mouth twitching into a smile.

“Could be,” he argued, trailing kisses down to your temple. “And here you are, warm and lovely and mine. You can’t leave me like this.”

“Ross, I have to go to work,” you said, though the words were growing weaker with every passing second.

He let out a soft, exaggerated groan, his head falling back into the pillows. “Work. Always work. What about me, then?”

“You’ll survive,” you teased, but the way his arms tightened around you made it clear he had no intention of letting you go anytime soon. “Besides, don’t you have a meeting with the boys in two hours”

“I suppose so, still, that’d be another hour of having you right here,” he said, his lips brushing the crown of your head.

“Dramatic much?” you said, though your voice was laced with laughter.

“I’m not joking,” he said, leaning back slightly to meet your eyes. “I’ll miss you. More than I can stand.”

Your heart twisted, the warmth of his words spreading through you. He was impossible, truly, but God, he was sweet.

“Ross,” you try again.

“Just stay a bit longer,” he said, his hand coming up to cradle your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek. “Five minutes. That’s all I’m asking.”

You sighed, your resolve crumbling completely as you sank back into him. “Fine. Five minutes.”

“That’s my girl,” he murmured, pulling you even closer, his lips finding yours in a slow, lazy kiss. His hand slid into your hair, his fingers tangling there as he deepened the kiss, drawing it out until you felt like you might melt into him entirely.

When he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, and his breath was warm against your lips. “I love you, you know.”

“I know,” you whispered, your heart swelling. “I love you too.”

You sighed, your forehead pressed against Ross’s, the faint blue glow of the room wrapping the two of you in its muted cocoon. His hand drifted down to your thigh, fingers brushing lazily against your skin as he lifted your leg and draped it over his. His touch was gentle, absentminded, as if he couldn’t stop himself from reaching for you

You tangled your fingers into his hair, brushing the messy waves away from his face, and he sighed softly, leaning into your touch like a contented cat.

“Your hands are perfect, you know that?” he murmured, his voice still husky with sleep.

You laughed quietly, your thumb tracing along his temple. “Perfect? Bit of an overstatement, don’t you think?”

“Not even close,” he replied, his eyes fluttering open to look at you. They were dark and warm, still slightly hazy from sleep, and his gaze was so intent it made your chest ache. “The things they do to me…” He trailed off, his lips curving into a lazy smile.

“Ross,” you said, rolling your eyes, though the way he was looking at you made it impossible not to smile back.

“I’m serious,” he said, his hand sliding from your thigh to rest on your hip, his fingers tracing small, idle patterns. “Look at them. Lovely, soft hands.”

He caught one of your hands in his, lifting it to press a kiss to your knuckles.

“And the way they feel when you’re touching me…” He trailed off again, his voice dropping, teasing, but his grin betrayed the playfulness in his words.

“You’re ridiculous,” you murmured, brushing your thumb over his cheekbone.

“And you’re gorgeous,” he countered easily, leaning in to kiss the corner of your mouth. His beard scratched against your skin, and you let out a soft laugh.

“That tickles,” you said, squirming slightly.

“Good,” he said as he trailed more kisses along your jaw, the roughness of his stubble sending shivers down your spine. “Means you’re still paying attention to me.”

“As if I could ignore you,” you said, your hand sliding to the back of his neck to pull him closer.

He hummed in contentment.

You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, your face tucked into the crook of his neck. The warmth of him, the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath you—it was all so comforting, so impossibly Ross.

“You smell nice,” you mumbled, your lips brushing his skin.

“Do I? Bit surprising, that. Didn’t think I’d be much to sniff after last night.”

“You always smell nice,” you said, your voice soft and matter-of-fact.

“Even after gigs?” he teased, arching a brow.

You pretended to consider it. “Maybe not then.”

“Oi,” he said, pinching your side lightly, making you squirm. “Rude.”

“You asked,” you said, laughing as you squirmed against him.

“I didn’t expect you to tell the truth,” he said, his tone mock-indignant, though the smile on his face gave him away.

You pressed a kiss to his shoulder, your lips lingering against his skin. “Fine. You always smell nice, even after gigs.”

“Now you’re just trying to make it up to me,” he said, but his hand slid back to your thigh, pulling you closer again.

“Maybe.”

He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering on your cheek.

“You’re beautiful like this, you know,” he said, his voice quieter now, almost reverent. “Half asleep and all.”

“Stop,” you said, your cheeks heating under his gaze.

“I mean it,” he said, his thumb brushing over your cheek. “You’re always beautiful, love, but like this… You’re real. Like I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.”

You didn’t know what to say, so you leaned in and kissed him instead. His lips were warm and soft, and his hand slid into your hair, holding you there as if he never wanted to let go.

When you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his eyes still closed.

“Can’t believe you’re my girl.”

You melt, you jut out your bottom lip and keep in brushing your thumb over his cheekbone.

“Stop,” you say, “you’re gonna make me cry.”

Ross froze for a moment, then shifted so he could see your face, his expression softening. “Oh, love, don’t do that,” he said, his hand sliding up to cup your cheek. “come here.”

He kissed you then, his lips warm and gentle, brushing over yours with a care that made your heart ache.

You stayed like this, even though it was just minutes it felt like hours, hours of the comfortable quiet between the two of you.

The quiet wrapped around you both like a warm blanket, broken only by the soft rustle of the duvet as you adjusted slightly, your leg still draped over Ross. His hand stayed there, firm and steady on your thigh, anchoring you to him as if he couldn’t bear to let you go.

You sighed, your face tucked into the crook of his neck, breathing him in. Ross shifted a little, tilting his head to press a slow kiss to your templez

“You alright there, love?” he murmured.

“Mm-hmm,” you hummed against his skin, your lips grazing his neck.

“Comfortable, are we?” he teased, his hand sliding up your back in soothing strokes.

“Very,” you mumbled.

“Good,” he said, his tone warm and amused. “Can’t have you starting your day feeling anything less than brilliant, can we?”

You smiled, your hand drifting up to play with his hair, your fingers threading through the messy curls. He closed his eyes at the touch, a quiet sound of contentment rumbling in his chest.

“You’re like a cat,” you joke.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes,” you said, laughing softly.

He kissed you then, turning his head just enough to capture your lips in a kiss that was soft and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. His hand moved back down to your thigh, squeezing lightly as his lips lingered on yours.

Eventually, though, practicality crept back in.

“I really do need to get up,” you said, your voice quieter now, like you were trying to convince yourself.

“Do you?” he asked, not teasing but something more softer in his voice.

“Yeah,” you said, though you made no move to untangle yourself just yet.

He nodded, his grip on your thigh loosening slightly. “Alright,” he murmured, his hand sliding up to cup your cheek. “I suppose I’ll let you go. But only because you’re important and all.”

“Thanks for the permission,” you laughed.

“You’re welcome,” he said, his lips twitching into a smirk.

You started to pull away, but he caught you, his hand sliding back to your waist.

“One more kiss, though,”

You turned around again. Your hand settled on his beard while your lips softly crashed onto his.

When you finally pulled back, his eyes fluttered open, and he let out a small sigh.

“Right, then,” he said, his tone lighter now. “Tea?”

“Tea would be nice,” you said, sitting up and stretching.

Ross’ hand found your lower back, just rubbing smooth circles over your shirt.

“Perfect,” he smiled, “I’ll sort everything out for breakfast and you do your thing, sounds good?”

Ross already rolled out of bed. He looked like a proper mess but you could not mind any less.

“Thank you,” you offered him a warm grin.

You laughed, watching as he padded toward the kitchen, his hair a messy halo of curls. He turned back to look at you, his smile soft and warm. “Anything for you, love.”

[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → language, kissing

Summary → Peter and you make out, but your cat Snowball interrupts, leaving Peter adorably frustrated.

You were sitting on the couch with Peter, your head resting comfortably on his shoulder as the movie you had been watching played in the background. It wasn’t long before Peter shifted, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. The familiar warmth of his touch made you smile, and you tilted your head up to meet his gaze. His brown eyes twinkled with affection as he leaned down, pressing his lips softly against yours.

The kiss started slow, gentle, as if savoring the moment. But soon, it deepened. Peter's hands slid up your back, pulling you closer to him, and you responded by tangling your fingers in his soft curls. His lips moved with yours in a rhythm that felt so natural, and you could feel his heart beating faster as you both got lost in each other.

“Mm, I could kiss you forever,” Peter murmured between kisses, his voice low and slightly breathless.

You giggled softly, giving his bottom lip a playful tug. “Forever?”

“Yeah,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours as his thumb gently brushed your cheek. “Forever sounds pretty perfect.”

Your lips met again, this time more eagerly. You felt Peter shift beneath you as you straddled his lap, his hands resting on your hips while yours roamed across his shoulders and down his chest. He let out a soft groan, his fingers tightening their grip on you, pulling you impossibly closer.

Just as things were getting more intense, you felt a sudden soft brush against your ankle. You ignored it at first, too focused on Peter’s lips and the way he made you feel. But then it happened again, a little more persistent this time.

You broke the kiss with a laugh, glancing down to find your fluffy white cat, Snowball, weaving between your legs and staring up at you with wide, curious eyes.

“Snowball, seriously?” You muttered, leaning back slightly. Peter let out a small, frustrated whine as you pulled away, his lips chasing yours.

“Babe, come back,” Peter pouted, his hands still on your waist, trying to pull you back down. “He can wait.”

You bit your lip to suppress a laugh, gently petting Snowball with one hand while trying to calm Peter with the other. “He’s just being curious. He probably wants attention.”

“I want attention!” Peter exclaimed dramatically, his hands moving to your thighs as he rested his head on your chest, nuzzling into you. “Your cat always gets in the way at the worst times.”

“He's jealous,” you teased, running your fingers through Peter's hair soothingly.

“Jealous?” Peter scoffed, raising his head to look at you with those puppy-dog eyes. “Of me?”

You nodded playfully. “Yup. You’re hogging all my affection.”

Peter pouted even more. “Well, too bad. I’m not sharing.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at how cute he was being. “Oh, really?”

“Really,” he said firmly, then suddenly wrapped his arms around you and flipped you both over so you were lying beneath him on the couch. You squealed in surprise, but Peter silenced you with another kiss, his lips moving insistently against yours.

You felt him smile against your lips before he broke away just enough to murmur, “Now, where were we?”

Before you could answer, a loud meow interrupted the moment once again. You looked over to see Snowball sitting at the edge of the couch, staring at both of you with wide, accusing eyes.

Peter groaned loudly, burying his face in your neck. “He’s doing it on purpose!”

You giggled, trying to push Peter off of you gently. “Maybe he needs something. I should check—”

“Nooo,” Peter whined, refusing to let go. “Don’t leave me. We were in the middle of something important!”

“Peter, he’s just a cat,” you said through your laughter, but Peter shook his head stubbornly.

“I don’t care. This is our time, not Snowball's. He’s had you all day!” Peter lifted his head, pouting dramatically. “He gets you 24/7. I only get you for a little bit before I have to go on patrol.”

You rolled your eyes affectionately, cupping Peter’s face in your hands. “You’re such a baby sometimes, you know that?”

Peter grinned, clearly not minding the teasing. “I only whine because I love you.”

“And because Snowball interrupted your makeout session?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Exactly!” Peter nodded enthusiastically. “He’s a total cockblock!”

You laughed, pulling him down for a quick kiss. “Alright, alright. Let me just give him a treat, and then we can pick up where we left off.”

Peter sighed dramatically but let you go, rolling onto his back and throwing an arm over his eyes as if he’d just been told the world was ending. “Fine. But hurry. You’re leaving me all alone here with my broken heart.”

You laughed again, shaking your head as you climbed off the couch and grabbed a small treat from the kitchen for Snowball. “I’ll be back in two seconds, drama king.”

As you gave Snowball his treat, you could hear Peter mumbling to himself on the couch, still sulking. “I just wanted to kiss my girlfriend. Is that so much to ask? But no, of course Snowball had to ruin everything.”

You returned to the couch and sat beside Peter, who immediately pulled you back into his arms, resting his head on your shoulder. “Finally. Now where were we?”

You smiled, leaning in to kiss him once again. "Right about here."

‎∗ ࣪ ˖༺ 𓆩☆𓆪 ༻˖ ࣪ ∗

[buckys-estrella]

I had the most delicious dream ab bob floyd and I’ve been replaying it in my head since I woke up

[villain-in-love]

Funny how opinions can change, and your tastes might not always be what you thought they were.

Because just this spring, during a conversation with my friend, I said that I’d much prefer a partner of my own size, someone being way taller or way shorter than me won't do.

But then, less than two months later, I was already happily prancing around my room because Thistle is smaller than me. It's just- tiny boyfriend, tiny boyfriend, tiny boyfriend who I can carry in my arms like a princess, and who would look cute in my clothes!

Suddenly, I was very into the idea of my partner being way shorter than me.

[sttoru]

Sukuna with clingy concubine 🛐🛐 like hella clingy, always clinging to sukuna, sitting on his lap and just following sukuna like a lost puppy

 𝝑𝑒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. true form!sukuna x concubine! female reader. fluff. little bit suggestive. size difference. reader is clingy, a bit of an airhead ig. reader gets called ‘girl, brat’.

“y’re annoying me, girl,” sukuna grumbles as he walks to the courtyard. you had magically appeared behind him the moment he stepped out of his room to get some fresh air.

you flash him an apologetic smile “i’m sorry, my lord.” you’re not sorry, sukuna knows, though he doesn’t comment on it. it’s been like this ever since a week or two ago. he cannot recall why you’re suddenly so much more affectionate.

he doesn’t wait on you, however, and takes big strides towards the courtyard. if your little legs can’t keep up, that isn’t his problem. you frown and take on the challenge that’s been thrown your way.

you increase your pace and nearly run after sukuna. you have to lift your kimono a little to make sure you wouldn’t trip over the fabric. it doesn’t seem like you’ll give up any time soon as you follow him with that same content expression on your face.

sukuna can’t believe that a human like you dares to even be in his presence for so long. he didn’t call for you, so why are you adamant on staying with him? he concludes that something must be up, “what’d you want from me?”

there hangs a silence between you two afterwards. sukuna’s slow yet heavy footsteps reverberate through the hallway, followed by your quick and light ones. you pout as you notice that the king of curses isn’t even sparing you a glance, “nothing at all. i just like to be with you.”

you add the latter as an afterthought. you don’t expect sukuna to react to that, so you continue to trail behind him into the courtyard. “tch,” you hear him scoff in annoyance. you’re sure he doesn’t mean any actual harm by that, so you don’t take it personally.

sukuna eventually sits down on the engawa, where the servants have placed the comfy zabuton cushions. there’s always one for you as well—right next to sukuna’s. it’s become a habit for the maids to include you in sukuna’s daily routines since you’re always with him.

you eye your own cushion, though don’t make an effort to actually sit down on it. sukuna stares ahead, not bothered to notice you at the moment. you look down at his lap, recalling just how perfectly you can fit on it.

you don’t waste any more time and plop down on his thick thighs, your back against his chest. sukuna’s brow twitches at the sudden contact. his bottom pair of eyes look down at you whilst the upper ones keep looking at the nature in front of you both.

“get off me,” the king of curses commands through a low tone. he doesn’t push you off, however. that alone should tell you enough; he’s tolerating your behaviour as per usual. or perhaps he secretly likes your proximity.

you shall never discover which of the two it actually is.

“nooooooo,” you exaggerate with a whine. you don’t want to. you wrap both of your arms around one of sukuna’s—clinging onto him like your life depends on it. he simply responds by sighing.

you know sukuna’s able to grab you by the collar and force you to sit down on the cushion beside him, but he doesn’t. your heart flutters every time sukuna shows some tolerance to your clingy behavior. it means that maybe—just maybe—he’s opening up to the idea of being more affectionate with you.

“such a fuckin’ brat,” sukuna simply puts one hand on your waist, the others supporting his weight on the engawa. he grumbles, but there are clear signs of him relaxing with you in his presence.

you chuckle at the realisation and swing your legs in excitement. sukuna unexpectedly bites your ear in response to your increased activity on his lap, “stay still or i’ll kick you off.”

you let out a small whimper as you feel his fangs gently sick into your earlobe. you jolt back and rub the skin with your hand, looking up at sukuna with a playful frown before teasing him back. you roll your eyes and answer him with a firm yet mocking, “sir yes, sir!”

sukuna clicks his tongue at your tease. you answer him like he’s some general in the military. that’s not the kind of relationship he has with you—it’s more than that. even though he knows you’re joking, he dislikes it when you call him anything other than ‘my lord’, ‘my king’, or just his name.

he finds great satisfaction in the way you refer to him as such. you’re the only one who can make sukuna grin each time you remind him of his status and the power he has over you.

the power dynamic; it’s addictive.

he needs more of it.

sukuna reaches out to grab your face with one hand, but you’re quick to pull your head back the moment you see that intimidatingly big hand coming down onto your vision. you clear your throat and apologise, “i mean—yes, my lord.”

the king of curses hums in content. that title is exactly what he had been looking for. he retracts his hand and settles it back down on your waist, patting your sides twice to show his satisfaction with your obedience.

you stop squirming around in his lap and simply lay back down in his arms. you close your eyes and nearly fall asleep because of the comfortable atmosphere. the slight breeze against your face is relaxing and perfectly compliments the warmth from sukuna’s body.

what a perfect way to spend your day.

[kamitv]

Nerd!Nanami who whispers filthy praises into your ear while you’re sitting in his lap and his fingers are curling deep up into your cunt.

He’s got his glasses on but they’re sitting center on the bridge of his sharp nose, allowing them to slide down slowly since he’s too distracted with you to push them up like normal.

You’re facing him and your arms are wrapped tightly around his neck, legs spread nice and pretty over his lap while he drives his thick veiny fingers up into your leaky hole. With every moan you let out into his ear, his cock bulges harder against his tight tan slacks.

Rolling his hips up slightly in an attempt of getting some friction, Nanami’s all in your ear whispering to you. “So wet f’me ‘n I’ve barely even touched you all day. Did you miss my fingers that much, sweetheart?” He talks as if you weren’t dry humping him less than twenty minutes prior to this…

Even so, you nod and your lips graze his ear. “Uhuh,” You babble, feeling his fingertips curve right against your g-spot before rubbing against it genteelly.

“Words, pretty girl. Talk to me.” Nanami hushes out to you while dragging his fingers outwards slowly before plunging them right back in and listening to the gorgeous squelch that rings out from your pussy.

Your arms cage his neck all the more tighter and your hips jerk forwards. “Fuck. You w-were busy with work all day Ken’, hnngh… couldn’t s-stop thinkin’ about your hands ‘n how much I—oh fuuck, I m-missed them.”

His lips curve into a knowing smile and he has to adjust his legs below you slightly to stop himself from snatching his fingers out of you and bouncing you up ‘n down his cock for that entire statement alone. Nanami loves it when you talk while he pleases you, he loves the way your words come out all pitched and full of pleasure, just can’t get enough of it.

“Is that so?” He hums simply with a tortuous swivel of his two fingers against your walls that has your legs caging around his thighs tightly. “Did you touch yourself to those thoughts too? Hm?” Nanami’s voice has you dripping all down the skin of his hand, your slick shiny against his wrist as it drips off of him and right over his bulge.

You drop your head into the crook of his neck and roll your hips forward in an attempt of riding the fingers he’s fucking you with. “N-No but, I wanted to.” You admit honestly.

Nanami suppresses a groan. He can only imagine how needy you were for him, probably squeezing your thighs together all day just because you missed him. “Aw,” Nanami coos deeply in that smooth honey-coated baritone of his, “You should’ve done it and then sent me a video. I would’ve stopped working and came to help you, sweetheart.”

Your breath hitches at the thought alone and you immediately start lifting your hips to escape the overwhelming rush of pleasure, to which Nanami places his other hand on your waist and keeps you in place.

“Stay still, pretty girl. Lemme take care of you,” He’s whispering to you again, digging his fingers in and out and in and out while slipping his thumb up and rolling circles over your twitching clit. “Don’t run when y’know she missed me this much. S’not nice.”

“Kento,” You whine in a desperate tone before sliding one of your hands down to hold his wet wrist.

Nanami only increases the pace of his fingers at the sound of your wines, allowing the slicks of your pussy to overtake your small noises rather quickly. Then, he turns his head and kisses at your neck just as you lift and toss your head back. Sucking on your skin, staring up at you intimately, fucking his fingers you adore so much deeper inside you—Nanami makes it so very clear that he just loves pleasing you like this.

“After this,” He speaks hotly into your skin and he can feel your cunt pulsing and clenching around him with every word. “If you help me finish my paper within’ thirty minutes, I’ll fuck you all night jus’ like you want me to.” As his little challenge leaves him, you’re making a mess of his two fingers.

Gasping, “Mmnh, really?” Which only makes him smile because he knows damn well he’s going to do that regardless of the paper he has due tonight.

“Really.” Nanami confirms.

Hell, he’ll fuck you while he completes the damn paper if he has to…

He’s practically picturing it now—having you bent over his work desk, rolling his hips firmly into yours and driving his fat cock in and out of your sopping walls while he simultaneously reaches over to your side and messily writes or types out what he needs to.

Your moans and soft whimpers of his name would be distracting, sure. But Nanami’s pretty sure he can fill you and his paper up at the same time with no problems…

[rosenclaws]

worst logan gets a taste of everything he's been missing and can't get enough.

warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI, fem!reader, pussy eating, overstimulation, fingering, desperate logan

You never could have predicted this is how Logan would be. The “worst” Logan as they called him, was nothing but foul mouthed, angry, and drunk. At least he was when you met him. You never would have thought he could be this desperate, this needy. Craving touch he had missed for so many years.

“Logan,” You sigh as you tilt your head back.

You're laying in his bed, hands gripping at his pillows. He has you pinned to the bed. He couldn't hold back his crazy strength if he tried. He was too far gone. His head buried in your thighs. Legs pushed apart by his wide shoulders, a dull ache in your thighs as he stretches them a little more.

"Fuck you're hot." Logan mumbles against your thigh.

For the last...who fucking knows how long anymore, he's been feasting. His tongue lazily lapping at your cunt. No matter how much he drinks he just can't get enough. His hands lay on your stomach, pinning you down from squirming.

This is his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Your hips buck as his tongue traces your poor, sore clit. His beard brushing up against it. Your eyes widen as he growls, actually growls.

"Come on baby, be nice and let me eat your pussy." You moan loudly as he dives back in. You watch his back muscles move as he gets up on his knees, pushing your thighs apart as he buries his tongue inside of you. You're too wrapped up in pleasure to feel his fingers drift down.

"Nice and wet for me." Logan says in awe as he slips two fingers in with ease.

"Fuck!" You hiss as you try to move your hips.

He's overloading your senses. His hands, his tongue, even the fucking pillows smell like him. He's invading every little bit of your mind. Logan tightens his grip on you, pulling you closer to his face if that was even possible.

"Just a little more baby, please I need to taste you." Your hands reach for his wrist. Digging your nails deep into his skin.

"Perfect, fuck your perfect." He stands a little taller on his knees as he starts to piston his fingers harder. Absolutely obscene noises fill the room as he laps up every drop that spills from your pussy. His other thumb puts pressure on your clit, moving back and forth in a tight but brutal pace.

"Logan please-oh fuck- I can't!" His eyes are blown wide with lust as he stares at your face. Taking joy in watching you fight the pleasure he's giving you. He lifts his face and licks his lips. Messy beard and wet lips.

"Come for me one more time." He purrs.

“Just let that pretty head of yours stop thinking.” He kisses down your legs. He purrs as you reach and grab his hair.

“That’s it baby,” Your mind melts as you let go of any thought as Logan brings you over the edge. He takes his fingers out, licking them clean before dipping back down to work you through your orgasm.

His arms wrapping around you waist as you squirm and shake below him. Logan coos sweet nothings as he kisses along your body. Your grip on his sheets loosen as your body shakes. Nothing but pure, blissful pleasure fills your body but so does exhaustion. You gasp loudly as you feel Logan’s tongue lick up your cunt again.

“Just a little more please baby, please.” He begs desperately. “Just a little longer,” You lay your head back onto the pillows, a smile on your face as you nod your head.

“Fuck you’re perfect,” He purrs, a soft look in his eyes as he dives back down into your cunt.

“My perfect girl.”