#and panties...thigh high socks and etc...

[miss-oranje-disco-dancer]

simmer down and pucker up

pairing: leon x reader

cw: daddy kink, ddlg dynamics, p in v, oral sex, semi-public sex

summary: he's not daddy in public, he's just leon. but you want daddy's attention.

a/n: not proofread. title is from do i wanna know? by the arctic monkeys.

wc: 2.3k

You and Leon play daddy and baby girl at home - only at home, no one will ever know about this taboo little habit. You hide any obvious paraphernalia like the pacifiers in your sock drawer, and hope no one suspects anything based solely on the large collection of plushies that line the bed. The dolls you have are “collectors items” or “hold sentimental value”, “you’ve had them since you were a child”, etc. The list of lies is a long one. 

It helps that you don’t constantly dress in tiny pink skirts and thigh highs. You’re wearing your new strawberry shortcake panties, but no one can see those under your jeans. It feels weird to call the man you love by his first name. Leon. Who’s that? Oh, you mean daddy?

You have to call him Leon in public. You try to practice around the house, but it comes out in your sing-songy tone just like ‘daddy’. When daddy tells you he has to leave you cling to his leg like a koala bear. 

“C’mon, baby girl, I’m gonna be late,” he says, genuinely tired of arguing with you. 

“I wanna come with you,” you say. The truth is, you don’t really want to go to whatever professional event Leon has to attend - you just want his attention, and this seems to be your only option. 

“Fine. Get dressed,” he concedes. “You have 15 minutes or I’m leaving without you.” 

You want to tell Leon that he’s supposed to act like a daddy, not a father, but you don’t have time to make snide remarks because you have to go dig something that could be considered “cocktail attire” out of the back of your closet. You’ve never had a large professional wardrobe, so most of your dresses are skin-tight with a plunging neckline. You manage to find one that almost goes down to your knees, and though Leon gives you a look of mild disapproval when you walk downstairs, his mind is really filled with dirty thoughts he tries very hard to shake off before you leave. 

You tap his shoulder and hold up your heels, asking for help.  

“No, you’ve gotta practice being independent if you’re gonna come with me tonight, alright?”

“But daddy-”

“Ah,” he tuts, finger out in front of you. 

“But Leon,” you whine - like an adult this time, sitting on the floor to properly put your shoes on.

“Good girl,” he says with a kiss upon your forehead. Unfortunately, this feeds your baby girl behavior. You look up at him doe-eyed and grinning. 

You take Leon’s hand which is already outstretched for you and stand up on your own. Daddy would’ve picked you up and carried you out to the car, but Leon is mean and makes you walk by yourself and buckle your own seatbelt. 

Leon had warned you that it would be boring, and he was right. You’re beginning to regret insisting on accompanying him. It would’ve been more enjoyable if the banquet hall had a kids menu (the kind that comes with crayons). 

“Daddy,” you whisper, tugging at his sleeve. It’s his nice suit, but that’s not why he scolds you. 

“Uh-uh. We only say that word inside the house.” He told you it was because he didn’t want anyone to overhear you calling him that, but in reality, he’s worried about you making him hard in public. He’ll have to drink a lot more and hope he can induce whiskey-dick (though, that’s something that seems to have disappeared from his life since you got together). 

“Can I play on your phone?”

“You have your own phone.”

“The battery is almost dead.”

He fishes his phone out of his pocket, but before he hands it over, he looks you in the eye and says as sternly as he can (which is not very stern, considering it’s you he’s talking to), “Just games. No texting, no calling, no email. Got it?”

“Got it,” you agree with a nod. 

He suppresses the urge to call you a good girl because it’ll further instigate you to mess with him, something he can already tell you want to do.

You play Neko Atsume until you get bored and hand Leon back his phone. Daddy says he has to do important work things, so you are relegated to a different part of the room. He tells you that you could come with him if you’re willing to socialize, but you said no. You want his undivided attention. Luckily, you’d anticipated this, and made sure your phone had a little bit of battery left. You leave the ballroom and head for the ladies room, locking yourself in a stall. 

A while back, you’d set a special ringtone for yourself in Leon’s phone, so whenever you called he’d know to pick up ASAP. You also made sure his phone always alerted him when you sent him a text. Calls are for emergencies and texts are for not-so-urgent things. You decide that your current problem - your neediness, which is mostly a constant - is not an emergency, so a call is not warranted, only a text. Plus, you can send Leon a picture if you text, rather than call. 

You couldn’t fit a bra under your dress which only makes it easier to take a picture of your tits and send it to Leon. The exchange goes as follows. 

You: daddy I need you!!

You know he’s flustered when he texts you back. 

daddy <3: Knock it off.

You: but daddyyy my princess parts need help :(

daddy <3: Where are you?

Oh, he’s caving and coming to see you. You think you’ve won, but you’re so very wrong. 

You: bathroom ;) 

daddy <3: Get out here now.

You find him standing outside the ladies room with his arms crossed. He stares you down and you think you’ve really pissed him off. He doesn’t say anything, but he yanks you by the arm like a child.

“Are we going home?” You can’t decide whether to be eager or apologetic, so you try to keep your cutesy tone as neutral as possible. 

“No.” He doesn’t say anything else until you get outside. He finds a relatively secluded spot where he’s fairly sure that you won’t get caught. 

“On your knees,” he says. 

You shouldn’t be as surprised as you are. You asked for him to come give you attention and sent him an explicit photo. But you really didn’t think Leon would be this bold. You’ve never done anything in public before and the idea makes you a bit nervous. 

Leon can see that you’re feeling shy now, but he’s too hard to soothe your nerves. “Do you want daddy or no?” he asks, with his hands on his hips. He’s impatient, he doesn’t have to pretend. 

You nod. Obedient now that you’ve gotten what you wanted. 

“Are you going to do what I say?”

“Yes, daddy.” 

Leon’s demeanor softens when he hears your sweet - almost apologetic - voice. 

“I know you can be a good girl for me.”

Good girl. The words are like magic, making you kneel in front of him. 

Leon looks around quickly before he unzips his pants and pulls his dick out. He’s so hard that it twitches in anticipation when your hand reaches to touch it. The tip is already leaking, too. You did this, and now you have to fix it. When you look up into his eyes, you can tell he’s not actually upset with you. He can’t be. He’s just tense because he needs to cum - he’s more desperate for you than you are for him. 

You know you won’t get rewarded if you tease him so you take him as far as you can down your throat. His eyes go wide, as he’s shocked by how much you can take. He sees your eyes water and he starts to worry until you start bobbing your head eagerly and he can’t think straight. Leon tips his head back and groans, louder than he should. He looks down into your eyes and in seconds, he feels the familiar sensation of his muscles tightening in his abdomen. 

“Baby,” he says, “daddy’s gonna cum soon.” He’s practically panting at this point, and more worried than before that you might get caught. The possibility of ruining his reputation as a hard-working agent - or worse, an arrest - is one thing, but now that he’s so close to the edge, the idea of being stopped before his orgasm hits is what he fears more. 

You remove him from your mouth and he thinks you’re going to turn the tables on him in an expert play. But you don’t. 

“Daddy, I want it on my face,” you say. 

And despite his better judgment telling him that this is the worst place to do this, he can’t help but give in. He finishes himself off with his own hand, painting your face with thick white ropes. It takes all of his strength to keep his eyes open but you look so pretty with your mouth open wide like this, eager to taste his release. 

When he comes down from his high, you take the initiative and get every last drop from his cock. He quickly slips himself back into his pants and the moment of clarity hits him. 

“What am I going to do with you?” He half-laughs because it’s either that or panic about the fact that your face is covered in an unmistakable sticky white substance. 

You reach into your purse, pull out some tissues and hand them to him. He cleans you up carefully, making sure nothing gets in your eyes. 

“Can we go home now, daddy?”

“Yeah,” he says, deciding he’ll figure out how to explain his sudden departure later. He can’t take you inside when you look like that. He holds your hand while you walk to the car and he buckles you in. 

“Am I still in trouble?” you ask on the way home, breaking the silence. 

Leon really doesn’t know. You were naughty, but then you were good, really fucking good in his opinion. And, he’s not good at punishing you. “Only a little bit.”

“Does that mean you’ll help me?”

“With what?” He turns to look at you when he stops at a red light. 

You look down at your lap, too shy to say the words.  

“Help you with your princess parts?”

Your breath hitches. The two words increase your arousal exponentially. Your tone quavers when you say, “yes, daddy.” It’s the correct response, but really, it’s the only words you can come up with anyway. 

He sighs. “You were naughty tonight.”

“Please, daddy,” you say, and when Leon parks the car in the driveway, you grab his hand and guide it under your dress. “I really need it,” you say when his hand finds your panties. 

Wet would be an understatement. Leon finds himself straining against the fabric of his pants already. You’ve done it again. He can’t help but think about how you taste. He doesn’t say anything, but you can see it in his eyes when you walk in the door. He takes your shoes off along with own and then picks you up and carries you to bed. 

In the bedroom, Leon is gentle with you, carefully unzipping your dress and slipping it down your body. He’s gentle, but he’s not selfless. He plays with your tits, sucks on them until he decides it’s time to move down between your legs. He takes his jacket off and rolls up his sleeves like he’s preparing for something laborious. He gets on his knees at the edge of the bed and pulls you towards him. He sucks on the gusset of your panties until you’re kicking your legs in protest. He finally takes them off, so he can truly savor you. 

It doesn’t take long for you to cum, crying out “daddy” over and over. But, Leon doesn’t stop. 

“Daddy it’s too much,” you sob. 

“Daddy’s not done yet,” he says, continuing to lap at your folds. You sob and tug at his hair, undecided about whether or not you really want him to stop. “Daddy, no more,” you say. 

“One more, baby. Just give daddy one more.” It’s more of a plea than a demand.

“I can’t,” you cry. 

“Yes, you can." WIth that, he hands you a plushie to squeeze. Whether the thoughtful act comes from daddy's nurturing nature or if it's a well-played bargaining chip, you accept it.

Daddy is right - you can cum again. When you do, you coat Leon’s face with your arousal, and your orgasm leaves you gasping for breath. When you open your eyes, you see Leon undressing. 

“Daddy I’m too sensitive,” you say. 

“Then how come you said you needed daddy earlier? Were you lying to daddy?”

“No.”

You’re going to tell him that you need a break but when he takes his cock out you change your mind. It doesn’t matter how overstimulated you are, you want him inside you.

You’re wetter than usual, and that’s saying something. Leon slips into you with relative ease. Sometimes, you struggle to take all of him, but now, he's able to bury himself fully in your soaking cunt. Sorry, princess parts.

“Look, baby,” he says, pointing down at your tummy where you can see him bulging inside you. “Look how good you’re taking daddy.”

Your tears cease for a moment when you see his smile. 

“Daddy’s so proud of you,” he whispers into your ear and clamp down onto him in response. His movements are more forceful by necessity. You make it difficult for him to thrust in and out when you clench this tightly around him. Leon doesn't mind, he'll gladly fuck you roughly if given the chance. He loves to hear the way you babble nonsense, he loves to watch drool drip out of your mouth. Daddy loves you. That's the last thing he says before he cums.

When Leon has his second orgasm of the night, he feels like he’s about to blackout, and it takes every bit of his strength to not fall over and crush you. He can barely pay attention to you, so he only notices your orgasm when he feels your walls pulsating around him, making him cum harder - something that would’ve seemed impossible mere seconds ago. 

When his back hits the mattress, he doesn’t say anything, and after a moment, you place your hand on his chest, worried you might have given him a heart attack. 

“Are you okay, daddy?”

“Besides the fact that I can’t feel my dick anymore? Yeah, I’m good, very, very good.” 

Leon is quiet for long enough that you think he might’ve dozed off until he says, “You know, I think I was wrong.”

“About what?”

“Taking you with me was a great idea.”

[runwiththemagick]

Sub!Sunoo’s top five favorite things

Analplay/Pegging! Nine out of ten times he prefers you fucking him over him fucking you. You shoving his face into the mattress and forcing his ass up as you pound into him is absolute heaven to him. Especially when you angle your strap on just right to abuse the hell out of his prostate.

Body Worship! Thick thighs and a perky ass like that are meant to be worshipped. He loves how you can just magically get rid of all his insecurities by kissing his little tiny waist. Though his favorite thing is when you mark up his thighs with your teeth and lipstick. Oh! But don’t forget his cute ass. Be sure to mark it too as you milk his cock for all its worth.

Free use! Please use him whenever and wherever you want! Bend him over the kitchen counter. Tease his cock while you’re at the movie theater. Grab his ass as you kiss him on the train. He loves it when you can’t keep your hands off of him. He’s your cute little toy to use and abuse afterall.

Feminization/Lingerie! Have you seen that body? A body like that is meant to be decorated in the prettiest and sluttiest clothing. Crop tops, short shorts, mini skirts, thigh high socks, super girly panties, etc. He’ll wear it all just for you. He may act all shy and innocent but he knows exactly how to work it to drive you crazy.

Manhandling! Babygirl loves it when you treat him like nothing more than a toy. Position him however you want. Force his legs open when he’s acting shy. Fuck him against the wall as you hold him up. Stuff his face into a pillow as you roughly pound into his needy hole. You’re in complete control of his cute little dainty body.

[chakocake]

🔞 nsfw alphabet - denki kaminari

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

denki is a very romantic lover, he insists on cleaning up after the two of you, and won’t let you lay a finger helping. he’s very vocal, praising you on how good you looked on his cock, and how pretty you sounded. he’ll nuzzle into you, rubbing circles on your back before the two of you cuddle and fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

denki is a simple man. he loves thighs, ass, breasts; he can’t get enough. he loves burying his face into your chest, kneeding them, sucking them, he’s a sucker for it. he would die a happy man if he were to die choked by your thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

kaminari loves everything to do with cum. he loves to cum on your chest, watching you lick his cum off your face, &especially watching his hot seed drip off and out of you..

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he’s a bit of a pervert, & often steals his favourite panties of yours. stretching the thin material over his cock, pumping it up and down. he watches as his hot seed drips all over then.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he isn’t the most experienced, mostly learning from pornos, & random hook-ups. he is a very fast learner though.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggy: he loves seeing his cock fall in and out of you, & being able to grip your waist tightly. he’s addicted to the way your legs slightly shake when he hits the right angle, & being able to pin your arms behind your back.

cowgirl: seeing your tits bounce with each movement, your face flushed and mouth slightly open. he loves seeing your reaction, your sweet whimpers and moans. it’s enough to make him come on the spot.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

kaminari is regularly a tease, and naturally throws out jokes to make it less awkward. once in the moment, that is all he can care about.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he regularly trims, & keeps very few hair. his pubic hair slightly a darker blonde than his regular hair, with almost brownish near the ends.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he is occasionally very intimate on special occasions, lighting candles, throwing rose petals, but not regularly. he however will let you know exactly what he thinks about you, whispering sweet nothings in you ear & praising you. as well as caressing your curves, & nibbling on your shoulders and neck.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he jerks off a lot, especially on lonely nights to pictures of you. when he’s especially needy, he sends nudes of him jerking off, right when he’s about to come to show what you do to him. though, he much more prefers your head bobbing on his cock.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

degradation, dumbification, hair pulling, spanking, choking, body worship, orgasm denial, raw sex, breeding kink, overstimulation, edging, facefucking & praising

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he loves bending you over the counter, placing you on his desk, pushing you against the wall, etc. he loves the risk of potentially getting caught with his cock deep inside of you, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. he loves showing you off as his. his favourite would have to be car sex. the two of you cramped in the back, bodies stick closely together with foggy windows. the creaking being softened by the sound of slapping skin and your moans intertwined.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

hes often horny and needy, but thigh-highs and skirts instantly turn him rock hard. he loves seeing your plush thighs squeezed against your socks, & being able to quickly slid under your skirt, his hand roughly squeezing your ass. dress up in a costume & he thinks it’s the sexiest thing on the planet.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything piss related, or unconsented sex.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he loves both, feeling your hot mouth around his cock, but prefers giving. watching you come undone on his face, & grinding into him until you’re quivering and limp. the feeling of you tightening around his cock makes him crazy.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it all depends on his mood. some days, he takes his time, tracing your slick folds and your curves, leaving marks everywhere on your body, etc. others, he has you bent over a counter with your hands tied, while he slams into you roughly,

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

kaminari loves quickies. “destressing” while doing paperwork, with you bouncing on his cock, while he whispers in your ear what a good girl you are. the desperation of taking your guys’s clothes of, & how much you want his cock. he loves when you beg for him, & your nails raking his back.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he loves the thrill of someone walking in when he’s balls deep inside you. when it comes to you, he’s willing to try anything.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can normally last 1/2 rounds, but he makes up with how good it feels. with your eyes rolling to the back of your head, until your shaking from overstimulation.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he has a few toys, but prefers just using his hand. however, he enjoys watching you squirm while he uses a vibrator on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

kaminari is the biggest tease ever. he loves the way you whine & the way you beg for him to let you cum, telling him how good you’ve been until you’re a squirming & babbling mess.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

he’s an extremely vocal guy, constantly groaning & mumbling under his breath. his speaking unclear, only making out what seems to be your name & curses.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character

he loves watching you masturbate, whether infront of him or on call. your fingers pumping in and out of you while you moan out his name. watching your chest rise up & down, while you pleasured yourself to him , the thought makes him rock hard.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

his cock is pretty, a light golden trail gliding down it. it’s around 5 1/2 inch. soft, & 6 inch. erect. it’s on the thinner side, but he knows how to use it well.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he has a high sex drive, having to masturbate multiple times a week. you normally have sex 5-6 times a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he gets extremely tired after sex, and dozed off quick not before cleaning you off. he hugs you close to his chest, rubbing comforting circles on your back before kissing your forehead, praising how good you were. slowly, dozing off with you in his arms.

[hyunsvngs]

bestie, skz preferences on leg a thigh highs, knee highs, fishnets, etc? 👀 rip prince!felix and the garter

-🍵💌

stop. prince lixie n the garter i still lose my mind and im theo ne who wrote it stop im gonnmdie

anyway.

chan - knee highs. idk why. he just gives me those vibes and he’d defo want to be able to mark up your thighs while you’re sitting all pretty for him

minho - he’s giving those SOCKS WITH THE FUCKING KITTY PAWS ON THEM. PAIRED WITH KITTY EARS AND MAYBE EVen a KITTY TAIL BUTT PLUG. and also imagine.. minho wearing all that himself being your sweet little subby kitty <3

changbin - fishnets that he can tear open to fuck you. you’d love the sight of his biceps flexing to rip the fishnets so aggressively so binnie bug can get to that wet pussy <3

hyunjin - thigh highs, garters and heels. he’d wanna strap your heels on for you and just drag his plush lips up your leg, worshipping you.

jisung - please god wear fishnets and heels for this boy. maybe even stockings and suspenders with heels. its the heels. he wants you to step on him. he would also love to wear cute little knee socks for u <3

felix - on him, thigh highs. on you, i lowkey think he’d want you both matching in a cutie pair of thigh highs together, just having some cute playtime together :(( so cute. u know i also wrote that scene about prince lixie taking the garter off with his teeth so… yeah. garters too

seungmin - this guy was really hard to place but then i thought… wearing nothing but his top, fabric hung over your frame and just a pair of cute panties underneath and then… cute little frilly ankle socks on ur feet. he’d like that.

jeongin - ok so similar to seungmin except… imagine knee high socks with cute frills. he’d love that. especially in a pretty dress for him <333 he’d have to fuck u right that second

♡ juno

[synthcabbit]

Oh what kind of cute stuff do you have? I'm a hoe for cute clothes.

SAME i die. i love skirts and thigh high socks and cute tops. lacy lingerie also. it doesnt even have to be in a sexual way, i just love how it looks. sometimes i will wear a packer with cute panties also since it gives me gender euphoria. im so excited to get more cute clothes once i get more money, and ill be able to wear dresses and skirts and thigh highs etc without feeling like a sex object like i did with my ex. ough i cannot wait for that

[venusinhuman]

If you can only wear one lingerie set for the rest of your life, which would it be?

What colour... Etc style

This white fishnet body suit. I like the color white on my brown skin & I like that it has thigh high socks attached to it. I can wear cute little white panties w it.

[k00giie]

Genshin boys reacting to you wearing thigh highs<3

Warning: NSFW!, biting, slight public humiliation, eating out, degrading, rough sex, spanking, etc.

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, Albedo

(first time I’m actually writing for albedo! Hope I capture his character okay^^)

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Diluc

Diluc is in love with your thighs, the fat of them. He craves nothing more than to have his face buried between those thighs of yours while he eats you out, hearing you moan out his name and shake with his every touch.

Thigh high socks are definitely something he looks forward to seeing you wear. though he gets a bit jealous as you walk through mondstatd, men’s eyes hungerliy staring at your legs.

He makes sure to protectively wrap a arm around your waist, pulling you close to his side as he flashes a menacing stare at the perverted men gawking at you.

He loves when you sit on his lap, feeling your weight on top of him, and though he isn’t the perverted type he can’t help get hard at the dirty thoughts that cloud his mind.. .His strong gloved hands caress the bare meat of your thigh as you lean your head against his collarbone.

Venti

Venti, the little perv he is, loves every bit of skin you show. It’s not a surprise he’s laying his head in your lap, rubbing his face into your thighs as your cheeks burns red at the looks of the other citizens passing by.

If your wearing a skirt with your thigh highs, he won’t hesitate to blow the wind up your skirt, revealing your panties. Of course he would only do this when you were alone, he doesn’t want anyone else catching a peek.

Venti, being feminine, might even steal a pair of your thigh highs, wearing them out just to fluster you. Any reaction out of you brings a mischievous smile to his face.

When your home alone with him, the archon won’t histate to leave love bites all over your inner thighs. His tongue sucks on your soft, sensitive skin as you feel your panties becoming wet. Pressing your thighs together, Venti continues up to your core, leaving blotches of red and purple all over your skin.

Kaeya

This man will not hesitate to slap your ass out in public or grab your thighs while your just minding your business. He loves the little squeals of surprise you make and how your cheeks burn red after. How you gently hit his head after, scolding him.

Offering to carry you on his shoulders just to have your thighs squishing him. You ride on his shoulders as he carries you around the city of freedom, if any man glances your way Kaeya being himself will press a kiss to your thighs asserting his dominance.

Don’t tease him, if you show up on his office with a short skirt and thigh high socks you better be ready to be punished. Sliding the papers off his desk he grabs your hips, roughly bending you over his desk. Spanking your ass he pulls down your panties as he whispers how much of a slut you are into your ear.

Just saying, you’re gonna be wobbling out of his office afterwards. Hair a wreck, lips swollen, and face flushed. He will fuck the life out of you.

Albedo

Sometimes you’ll sit in his lap, your legs hoisted over the leg of the chair he sat in while he scribbles down some numbers from a experiment. You bury your face in his hair, kissing his neck to try and get a reaction out of the blonde.

Sitting on his table, you swing your legs back and forth trying to earn his attention. Finally winning him over he hums lowly, “you know what you’re doing to me.” You smirk as you wrap your legs around his waist.

Next thing you know he’s fucking into you, your body now hot despite the snow right outside, and the chilly breeze that brushes through your hair. He grunts, your thighs hoisted over his shoulders as his hands grip your waist. His thick cock abusing your pussy as he praises you about how well you take him.

When he’s tired, though his face burns pink at doing so, he sheepishly rests his face on your thighs while you pet his hair. Soothing him to sleep.

[buckmepapi]

“He wouldn’t care where you were or who you were with, he would often come up behind you at the shared kitchen counter and spear himself into you like a rabid dog in heat” PLEWSE IF YOU EVER HAVE THE TIME COULD YOU BLESS US WITH A DRABBLE AND MORE CUM IM OBSESSED

Squirt || Bucky Barnes drabble

Oh, you little horn dog, your wish is my command! ✨🌸

Let’s see what my horn knee™ brain can come up with…

This drabble is intended to be a stand alone not connected to the other one. They have an established relationship, they have a safe word etc.

I’m warning you it’s absolutely filthy and I should go sit in a corner and think about what I’ve done.

Warnings: smut 18+ only, semi public sex, rough sex, squirting, buckys dirty mouth, creampie, breeding, daddy kink.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x f!avenger!reader

A/N: not proofread.

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Bucky just couldn’t help himself.

Not when you were here in the shared avengers compound living room, wearing a cute little pink tennis skirt and white thigh highs. Bucky thought he might combust right there.

He had just come back from his morning run with Steve, shirtless and glowing with sweat, he turned the corner to the living room / kitchen area of the compound and stopped dead in his tracks.

There you were, leaning over the counter eating a bowl of berries with one hand on the spoon shovelling it into your mouth and another hand holding a book you were reading.

You were so engrossed in your book that you didn’t hear the way Bucky lowly growled as he saw you bend over further into the counter to get more comfortable, unknowingly showing the very bottom of your baby pink lacy panties. Bucky brought his flesh hand down to adjust the raging hardness in his grey sweatpants and staggered over to you with determination in his lust blown eyes.

You looked like the perfect slutty little housewife. That sordid unexpected thought in Bucky’s mind sent a further rush of arousal of precum to dribble from his red and leaking tip, forming an obvious wet patch on the front of his joggers.

God, he couldn’t wait to marry you one day. The thought of being able to come home to this everyday, in your own home? Even the thought of him seeing you naked and cooking for him made him feral with want. The term ‘barefoot and pregnant’ came to mind as he settled behind you wrapping his large palm around your abdomen and growled as he pushed into the pillows of your ass.

You jumped when you felt his unexpected embrace, causing you to push yourself into his clothed cock as he hummed lowly in satisfaction.

“W-what..what are you doing?” You said softly.

You knew fully well what he was doing. You just loved to rile him up by acting all innocent, when he knew you were the furthest thing from it.

“Can’t I hold my beautiful girlfriend?” He said teasingly as he rutted into you painstakingly slow, his hand pressing harder against your abdomen.

“Mmm” you replied dazed, your eyes already fluttered closed as his hypnotic ministrations began to distract you from your surroundings.

“Lookit you” he slurred, already drunk on your scent as he reluctantly leaned back from your warmth to trail his hands up the sides of your thick soft thighs. His hands rested at the top of them, just underneath your hip bone, he pressed them tightly and squeezed, forcing you back against his crotch hard, causing you to let out a pathetic whimpering mewl. “Looking so fuckin’ hot in this lil skirt, babydoll. Fuck, the way your pillowy thighs just fill out those socks mmmmm fuck, makes me wanna take you right here baby, bend you over this counter and watch that fat ass bounce on my cock”

“Oh god..” you moaned louder this time, eyes rolling back into your head as you reached behind you to grab the back of his brown locks.

“Hmm? You want that, sweetheart?” He hummed against your neck, his sharp nose trailing up and down your sweet spot, continuing to roll his hips into your backside as he very tentatively licked and sucked behind your ear. “You wanna be my good little girl? Let me slide right in?”

Gasping for air as you opened your eyes and scanned the room. No one was here but you’d never be able to live it down if one of your friends walked in on you taking Bucky’s abnormally large cock. “We can’t” you said breathlessly. Bucky chuckled at your unconvincing tone.

“Why not, baby?” He said feigning a disappointed tone and a pouty face. He slowly lifted up your skirt and cupped your cheeks, pulling them apart and watching the tight ring of virgin muscle clench and pulsate around nothing in tandem with the pulsing and clenching of your soaking wet tunnel. He nearly fucking drooled at the sight.

“All I have to do” he continued as he pulled your underwear to the side “is push your little panties to the side” he wasted no time in then pulling out his heavy and angry cock from its confines and swiped the sensitive head around the globes of your ass, leaving a trail of sticky precum in its wake. He then slowly meandered down to your desperate cunt teasing your entrance with the tip of his thick member, grabbing his cock harder and swirling the bulbous head around your hole in a circular motion, feeling it catch on the ridges of your opening. He stopped and suddenly filled you all at once without warning “and push right inside that tight pussy. No prep needed huh, baby ?”

You lurched further forwards over the counter as your felt the rest of his thick cock breach you and force it’s way further into your tightness “mmm fuck, babygirl” Bucky whimpered as his head fell to the crook of your neck. “Can’t help myself when I see you, gotta have you full of my fat cock whenever and wherever I see you. But this? This outfit? Y’got me so worked up right now, sweetheart , shit, I don’t even care if someone walks in and sees us , oh fuck baby just like that, I’ll just keep taking you even then, when you beg me to stop, I’ll fucking pound your tight little c-cunt harder and let everyone see how your pussy stretches around me”

“I-I-I’m , Im gonna , I’m gonna fucking cum!” Bucky slapped a hand over your mouth as you screamed

“Dumb stupid baby. Shut the fuck up” he growled thrusting harder and harder with each word “you gonna fucking cum on this cock already? I didn’t even fucking touch you”

The bowl of berries you were snacking on for breakfast tumbled to the floor and smashed as you threw you hands across the counter to drastically search for something to hold on to.

“Ohh fuuuckkkk” Bucky groaned deeply as he felt you clench impossibly hard making his hips stutter as he struggled to move “baby, getting so fucking tight I can hardly move, baby ease up or I’ll hurt you, ease up, shit~”

you had no idea what he was saying, your eyes had found permanent residency in the back of your skull as you drooled through Bucky’s fingers still wrapped around your mouth. Your legs were buckling as you began to reach the precipice of something you’ve never felt before. Intense desire was bubbling below you, tingling through your spine all the way to the top of your head all the way back down to your toes. The toes that of which were now curling , Bucky’s grip on you was causing your feet to lift ever so slightly off the ground.

Your muffled screams behind Bucky’s hands got more frantic as you felt your intense release moments away.

“Fucking cum on me, baby. Give me that fucking cum, cmon sweetheart. Need it. Need it bad. Need you to let go it’s too Damn tight oh shit baby come on!” Bucky sent a particularly hard thrust and the end of his desperate plea and that was all it took for you to go completely silent and stock still as your body released squirts upon endless squirts of your creamy cum onto the kitchen floor below you. You screamed as the full amount of the all over bodily sensation of the orgasm rolled over you a second later and your knees buckled nearly sending you to the floor.

“Fuck, baby! Did you just fucking squirt? Shit you’ve never done that before, oh fucking hell, baby” Bucky continued to pound into you as the embarrassing sounds of your leaking wetness increased with every thrust of his hips inside you. “You fucking squirted and I didn’t even touch you. You’re so fucking perfect babydoll. God, you fucking squirted all over the damn floor” he moaned unabashedly as he glanced at the small puddle beneath you.

“Fuck yeah baby” he growled as he moved his hand from your mouth to press down onto your abdomen again, feeling the bulge of himself inside you “you gotta be quiet, sweetheart. You don’t want anyone to come in here and see you leaking all over the floor like a little whore,do you?”

You whimpered shaking your head “n-n-no”

“No?” He mocked “then be quiet, sweetheart. Stop being a stupid little baby and listen to what daddy tells you”

“Oh god feels so good” you slurred struggling to still hold yourself up.

Bucky let your feet reach for floor as he stopped rutting into you , making you moan in inmparience, he slapped your ass hard “stop being a greedy little whore and work for this fucking cock”

You began to push back on him, Bucky stood there hands ghosting your hips as he let you take control watching the way his cock would disappear inside of you and come out shiny and white.

“There you go, baby. You got it” he moaned and panted as he felt you push back hard on him, slamming your ass into his pelvis over and over again, feeling his bulbous tip kiss the end of your cervix “shit baby, yeah get it get it get it get it” he rambled as he watched the way your ass was bouncing on him “love watching this fat fucking ass bounce on my cock” he growled as he delivered a harsh slap to your right asscheek.

You mewled louder as you began to undulate your hips in a hypnotic movement that caught Bucky off guard and nearly sent him weak at the knees “fuuuuuck”

“You nasty fucking bitch, yeah work that fucking cock, work it baby” you were panting, sweating, shaking and struggling to catch your breath as your own goal was to keep fucking yourself on his impossibly thick cock, wanting to hear him lose it and fill you repeatedly

“Wanna fucking give you my kids baby” he said suddenly as he matched your thrusts, the combination of his words and you thrusting in tandem caused you to jerk forward away from him and scream out in pleasure

Buckys hand immediately slapped over your mouth again “where the fuck you think you’re going, huh?don’t you fucking run from this dick” he roared as he pushed you painfully into the counter forcing you to stay in position and take his onslaught of devastating thrusts

“Don’t you ever fucking run from this cock, take it, take it all, take every fucking inch like the good girl daddy knows you can be”

“D-daddy..c-can’t…c-ant take anymore, please oh god please”

“I don’t give a fuck” he said with a harsh snap of his hips “I don’t give a fuck if you can’t take it, because you fucking will. I’ll make you take this cock till it fucking hurts”

Whimpering was the only thing that could be heard from your small form as you struggled to take him

“You gonna be a good girl and take daddy’s kids, baby? You want me to dump this big fat load into your fertile pussy?”

You nodded, not having the ability to form a coherent sentence

Bucky grabbed you by your hair and yanked you back to his imposing form “I asked you a fucking question” he snarled “I said do you want me to nut in this fucking pussy and make you a mommy?”

“Yes! Yes!” You screamed “want it, daddy” you slurred

“Yeah? How many kids you want baby, fuck”

“As many as you’ll give me, daddy”

“Good fucking answer baby, good fucking answer”

“Daddy’s gonna keep you so fucking full all the time. Don’t think I haven’t fucking noticed that you have your implant out , shit. Know you’ve got, fuuuck..know you’ve got to go back and get a new one but we’re not doing that, are we, baby? I’m not fucking joking, you’re cancelling, shit baby yeah like that, you’re cancelling your appointment and I’m gonna fucking knock you up”

“Fucking cum for me baby, need one more, need you nice and open to take my load, come on baby come on come on” he was chanting now as he began to frantically run two fingers back and forth over your sensitive and swollen bud

“Fuck daddy fuck”

“Yeah baby come on, come on, I’m so close, need my special little princess to cum for me”

“Fuck daddy yes! I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum!” Your heat clenched Bucky’s cock in a tight grip again that felt oddly familiar and then Bucky knew you were gonna squirt again and it drove him feral as he picked up the pace of his hips and the movements on your bundle of nerves

“Oh shit, you gonna fucking squirt again for me, baby? Yeah fucking do it fucking do it, do it now!” He roared as he forced his hand so hard onto your abdomen that it brought your orgasm to the forefront and squeezed more of your juices on to the floor below

“Daddy…m’cumming..cumming…” Bucky was losing his mind, he’d never heard you so fucked out and far away before, and he’d never acted this feral himself before either.

“Shit baby here it comes, here it comes” grinding against you as he whined into your shoulder, sweat dripping down from him onto your shaking form his spine tingling and his balls tightening against your dripping pussy“gonna fucking cum in you..oh shit oh shit oh shit yes yes yes!” He roared loudly as he stilled his hips burried deep inside you, his moth hung open, knees shaking as the most powerful orgasm he’s ever had overtook him. He slammed his metal hand into the granite counter besides your head as it cracked underneath him, gripping it tight as ropes after ropes of high pressured spurts of sticky white nectar forced its way inside your hole and coated your walls. “Oh shit, still fucking cumming” he whined as he tried to pull out only to realise that it was still overflowing from his tip “god there’s so much fucking cum it won’t stop god why won’t it stop” he said as he moaned and rutted into you gently, hearing you cry and whimper beneath him made him growl again “shh baby” he said soothingly as he rubbed the lower part of your back in gentle circles “it’s almost over baby, just a little more” the squirts of his impossibly large super soldier serum load were starting to dwindle now as he began to soften slightly “that’s it baby that’s it” he said lowly as he reached for your stomach feeling the way your belly had swollen at the amount of cum he had poured into you “there we go baby, took all of daddy’s load” he said as he very slowly pulled out from you making you quietly sob, he adjusted your panties to hold in his load for now until he could get you back into his room.

Bucky left the kitchen in the state it was in, including the puddle by the counter. Nobody would know what it was, they’d assume it came from the bowl since it was dropped on the floor and smashed anyway. He’d come back to it and clean it up and explain it was his fault, but right now he wanted to take you back to your shared room and watch you slowly push his cum out and have himself fuck it back inside of you till you were bursting. And that’s exactly what happened after he scooped you up bridal style and carried you over to the elevators.

A/N: why do I say drabble and then write 1k notes 🤔 my horn kneeness gets me carried away lmao

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𝘢𝘰𝘵 + 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥

eren, armin, levi, jean

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 – nsfw (minors don’t like/reblog/respond), mentions of hard kinks, female reader. shifts in and out of canonverse/modernverse so use your imagination! 

𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳 

always dominant. can be hard or soft dom depending on the mood.

into harder kinks (with heavy communication and consent): somno, breeding, impact play, breath play, free use, etc.

super high sex drive and usually always horny. when he’s bored, he’ll jerk off to pictures you’ve sent him and porn you’ve made together (he’s not camera shy), but never let himself cum, just lazily edge.

he edges for days at a time – not only goes it feel so fucking good, but it gives him thicker loads to pump inside you later.

obsessed with cumming inside you. he’ll fuck load after load as deep as he can inside you, watch in awe as it leaks out of you, then use his fingers to push it back in. he’s not shy about his possessiveness and this is just a further reminder that you’re his.

secretly doesn’t mind when you scratch up his back – he loves looking in the mirror and seeing visual evidence of how good he made you feel.

also secretly loves when you give him hickies in obvious spots. he does absolutely nothing to hide them, he loves reminding everyone of his place. it’s a nonverbal way of saying “i’m taken, fuck off”

wouldn’t care if he broke his neck from you riding his face. he welcomes it, actually.

heavily into bdsm (emphasis on the s&m), and dom/sub dynamics. while he loves perfect little subs that’ll treat him like some sort of god, he adores when you get bratty and talk back. makes things a lot more fun.

loves embarrassing you.

“my god, baby, can fuckin’ hear how wet you are.” “soaking your panties and i didn’t even fuckin’ touch you. what’s got you so wet, sweetheart? thinking of my cock?” “that felt good, didn’t it? don’t hide from me, pumpkin, let me see your pretty face.”

threesomes. foursomes. you name it. while eren’s possessive over you, he doesn’t mind sharing with his friends (if you consent, of course). he loves knowing how worked up everyone gets over his girlfriend, loves fucking you in front of them to show everyone how wrapped around his finger you are.

safeword! mean and rough is what eren does best. even while he’s slapping you around and calling you dummy, or an eager little slut for his cock, he’ll still check in with you and make sure you’re still feeling good and enjoying yourself. he may like hurting you, but he never wants to actually hurt you. never forgets aftercare, either, you’re still his precious angel that he loves more than anyone.

he’s incredibly vocal – dirty talk, moaning, growling, cursing, degradation.

if you’re too tired to go all the way, he loves mutual masturbation, or jerking himself off while you talk dirty in his ear. always wants to hear what you want him to do to you.

big fan of including toys, usually always fucking you with your magic wand on your clit.

sex without the power dynamics is still very intense and passionate. lots of making out, scratching his back and pulling him closer, deep thrusts, curses, eren telling you he loves you, kissing your forehead while you cum.

𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘵

doesn’t really involve himself in strict power dynamics. he’s very versatile and the role he assumes depends on the mood.

prefers biting over spanking and choking you with his fingers over wrapping a hand around your throat (but he will do both).

loves eating pussy and will tease you by gently kissing you through your panties. definitely bites your inner thighs. whispers to you from between your legs and tells you how good you taste. makes you cum over and over, each time moaning into your core and tightening his grip on your thighs to keep you right where he wants you. he only stops when you’re crying and twitching, physically unable to cum one more time.

loves when you’re rough and press his face into your pussy or pull his hair to guide his mouth where you want it. you can hurt him a little. as a treat.

loves when you grab him by the chin and pull him up for a desperate kiss after he eats you out for hours.

goes heavy on the body worship, especially when you wear pretty lil outfits for him.

memorized your body and knows it better than you do. he knows when you’re close, you can’t hide from him.

his possessive side comes out hardcore during sex – armin doesn’t share. he’ll bite marks into your flesh and use his sweet, soft-spoken voice to get into your head. he wants to be the only thought in your mind, the source of all your pleasure.

“mine. you’re all mine. not fuckin’ sharing you.”

if you want him to, he can be fucking mean. he contrasts his harsh words with gentle touches, or tells you sweet things while patting your cheek just a little too rough. it’s almost scary how effortlessly he can change his demeanor to someone entirely different.

loves when you come by to “help” him study (lazily jerk him off while he does his required reading and assignments).

actually just loves when you jerk him off for that matter, especially when he gets to rut into your fist until he’s overstimulated and making a mess of your hand.

easily excitable – just gotta kiss him with tongue all soft and slow and he’ll get all flustered poking against your leg

obsessed with having his mouth on your tits – sucking them, licking them, letting his hand palm and grope at the one not receiving attention.

eye contact is a massive turn on and makes everything feel so much more intimate. he’ll gently grab your chin and redirect your sight, or give your inner thigh a little nip to make you open your eyes again. “focus on me, sweet girl.”

armin’s weaknesses are praise and heavy personal attention. sometimes he’s stressed out and just needs you to take care of him. he’ll sit between your legs, back pressed to your front, and let you stroke him until he’s overstimulated or so pent-up from denial. it makes him dizzy when you whisper praise in his ear, telling him how pretty he looks and how good he’s being for you.

“you wanna cum for me, pretty boy? that feel good? you like when i touch you like this, don’t you? such a good boy for me, armin.”

𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯

no defined power dynamic/roles – you do whatever the mood calls for. sometimes he’s pounding you into next week, sometimes you’re denying him orgasms for two hours straight until his voice cracks when he begs.

that being said, levi is a natural brat-tamer and can be a hard dom when he’s agitated and needs to blow off steam. his job is literally to keep brats in check – he doesn’t tolerate insubordination or backtalk (sometimes you test that out though). 

restraining your arms behind your back with his belt, spanking you until you can’t sit, reprimanding slaps, filthy degradation, punishing thrusts. he can be mean. 

“soaking through your panties and i didn’t even touch you. pathetic.” “i wasn’t fucking asking. knees, now.” 

he’s a masochist and loves when you scratch up his back, wrap a hand around his throat, bite him, pull his hair, etc.

borderline sadistic in the way that he will make you cum twenty times before he even considers letting up. he’s relentless. 

loves watching you get yourself off, or make out with you while you get each other off 

gets weak when you pull him in by the shirt collar

holds your hands :)

quickies are usually the only option due to your chaotic schedules. you get at least five minutes alone together, you don’t take it for granted. 

slow morning sex is his favorite – the sun is barely peeking over the horizon and you don’t have to worry about the outside world yet. it’s just the two of you and you can really take your time. 

starts off kind of shy about being vocal and you need to ease him into it

after he finishes, he’ll take a moment to caress and admire your pretty face and kiss your forehead, then make a teasing comment about how you’re sweaty. 

gets a little carried away and accidentally rips all the buttons off your shirt

giving you head is a form of stress relief for him, he really just loves pleasuring you 

takes incredible care of you afterwards – acts as a crutch when your legs are too shaky, gets you water, wipes away messes with a damp cloth, even runs you a bath if you have that much time.

“tch. don’t say i never do anything for you, brat.”

likes when you give him hickies in spots that his uniform will cover. it’s a secret that only the two of you are in on.

levi gets a little publicly affectionate when you return to your duties after having sex – still incredibly reserved, but he’ll ruffle your hair and look at you with the fondest eyes. maybe give your hand a squeeze if nobody’s looking.

𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

naturally dominant. typically a softer dom unless you provoke him, then he has no issue roughing you up and fucking you into a drooling mess.

so big and strong and loves any position that demonstrates that – fucking you against the wall with your legs wrapped tight around his hips, stand-and-carry, having you on top and bouncing you like you weigh nothing. 

loves when you dig your nails into his back

slightly prefers ass over tits but is overall a leg/thigh kind of guy. includes feet. i’m so sorry.

stockings/thigh high socks/fishnets/garters absolutely knock him out 

great stamina while you’re fucking but almost instantly falls asleep when you’re done. or just wants to cuddle. 

mildly into somnophilia (receiving – loves being woken up with blowjobs)

praises you heavily while you’re riding him

“that’s it, just like that. good girl. good fucking girl.” 

can get a little too romantic when he’s really close and not thinking clearly

“gonna make me cum, angel, love this pussy so fucking much. love you so fucking much.” 

prefers cumming inside you but he’s really just happy to be included 

he gets a little goofy during quickies and does things like bite your asscheek before eating you out. 

secretly loves when you tie his wrists to the headboard and use him however you want. overstimulation is one of his favorite things, especially when it’s your hand forcing orgasm after orgasm from him. 

generally into rope-play but also really likes using his hands and sheer strength alone

bite his bottom lip or gently touch his upper thigh and he’s instantly hard

he’s a hopeless romantic! masturbating alone isn’t the same! he likes dirty-talking on the phone with you when you’re not together, or he just waits until you are. 

will break the headboard and dent the wall if he gets carried away

loves shower sex after stressful days

gets hard from making out – especially if you’re half-dressed on his lap and grinding against his bulge. sometimes he can feel you all warm and throbbing through your panties and he almost blacks out. 

worships your pussy but he will actually start writing his vows the moment you take him down your throat. 

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NSFW 18+ Fingers — Izuku Midoriya x Fem! Reader

Request: congrats on the followers! Can I get a shy reader horny for Izuku’s fingers?

Warning: 18+ content. Swearing, sexual content, female reviving, some bdsm, etc.

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A/N: So, I was a dumbass and accidentally deleted the request an anonymous user sent in along with the work I have done for it. I went off of my memory of what you said so I apologize if it isn’t correct! I hope it’s close to what you were looking for.

Words: 915

Three weeks.

Three weeks since you have received any sexual contact from your boyfriend. Granted, the pro hero has been quite busy with work, but your fingers and sex toys just aren’t doing the trick anymore.

You are becoming a bit pouty over the neediness of your cunt. Your kisses are becoming shorter along with your greetings when he walks in the front door. Your hugs and sweet tone just don’t linger as long as they used to. You swear to the highest of Heaven’s that everything is fine when he ask you what is wrong, but Izuku is far from stupid. He knows you like the back of his scarred hands. Still, he drops the subject and continues the normal routine of eating the leftovers you saved for him, taking a shower, and going to rest.

As week three crept into week four, you have had enough. Izuku is working from home today so this is your chance. Strolling to the closed door, you hesitate, but take a deep breath and turn the knob.

Izuku’s home office door slowly creaked open. Your stomach is fumbling as the sight of your busy significant other typed away on his keyboard. Your presence did not go unnoticed, though, as his green eyes trailed over to your body. You are wearing nothing but an oversized black v-neck t-shirt and knee high socks. He had to do a double take.

You welcome yourself inside with a few small steps. Izuku pushes his chair back, encouraging you to come forward. You pick up speed to find refuge right on his lap. His green orbs cannot help themselves as they trail every single inch of you.

Your lips instantly meet. Just as you are hungry for him, his body is reciprocating the need. You both are starving for one another. Just, Izuku has better control than you seem to. Regardless, this is the attention you needed and crave.

You both slowly pull away. He wraps his muscular arms around your wait to keep you in place.

“Did you need something, princess?” Izuku asked, raising an eyebrow. You usually never come into his office unless you needed to. Especially dressed like this.

“Oh, uh..” You trailed off, beginning to feel flustered as you look down to twiddle with your thumbs. Izuku was quite certain he knew what you wanted, but he wanted you to use your words. You demanded attention and now you have it.

Izuku grabs your chin so you are forced to meet his green eyes. He did not even try to hide his smug smirk as you become even more intimidated in the palm of his hand. A true power rush.

“Use your words.” Izuku demands, brushing his thumb over your delicate pouty little lips. You sucked on his thumb like the hungry slut you are.

“I-I,” you swallow, removing his thumb from your mouth, and closing your eyes then opening them again to meet his, “I want you to finger me.”

“Ah, that’s what you want, hm?” He chuckled, his hand trailing down to your black laced panties. His digits touched the damp fabric. You could not help but begin making lewd faces.

He sits you up on his dark wooden desk and rolled his chair closer to you. “Keep your eyes on me the whole time, okay?” Izuku instructed. You nodded in response, desperately wanting him. You still feel warm from your timid nature. This did not stop Izuku from stuffing his index and middle finger down your panties to rub your pleading clit. Soft little moans encouraged him to keep going. Circular motions kept repeating on your sensitive nerves. You threw your head back in pleasure, forgetting all about what your boyfriend asked of you. You were quickly reminded when he pulled his fingers away and with a hard slap on your putter thigh.

“What did I say?” He questioned, furrowing his eyebrows. You bit your bottom lip.

“N-Not to take m-my eyes o-off of you.” You mumbled with a clear stutter, regretting your actions immediately.

Izuku gently pushes you back on the desk so you can reveal more of your cunt to him. He begins taking off of your panties and discards them to the floor.

“And what did you do?” Izuku continued. Your stomach is doing flips. You know this is all to meet Izuku’s power high. If you want to get what you want, you have to play the game.

“Look away.” You mumbled. Izuku stands up and pushes your knees towards your chest to get a better view of your begging cunt. You hold them in place how he likes. Two digits go inside your desperate tight hole and curl. You whimper.

He makes sure you meet his eyes once again before continuing. “If you look away from me again, you are going to get nothing from me. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

The fingers going removing themselves just to go back inside your tight little hole was his sign of approval. He repeated this motion while his thumb rubbed your clit. You arched your back in pleasure, but remained eye contact. Loud beautiful moans filled Izuku’s office along with the sound of your weeping pussy.

Your slick leaked onto Izuku’s desk, down his arm, and completely covered his hand. He helped you up and gave you a forehead kiss. Though, he wanted to do way more to you, he still is a businessman at heart.

“Behave and I’ll reward you later.” Izuku bargained, kissing your lips swiftly. You smiled as you pulled away. Hopping down off his desk, you march out of his office with a satisfied feeling and a surprise to look forward to later.

All you have to do is ask.

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Megatron:

Babydoll

expensive robes draped over their naked body

If s/o is comfortable with wearing something tight-fitting for him (example: body-stocking) he’ll have a tough time doing anything else but looking at them from every angle, running his servos over their body 

Their body type, height, or whatever other insecurity they have doesn’t matter, he is not going to stop his smooth talking while he’s ordering them to wreck him if they end up indulging him

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Starscream:

Girdle or garter belts with corsets

He also likes cheeky panties and seeing his s/o wear nothing else but those

Ankle socks with lace trim have him blushing, especially if s/o also dons some matching cotton gloves

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Lugnut:

He will like literally anything his s/o wears

If the lingerie is in his colors and they somehow incorporate the decepticon symbol into it he will nut as soon as he sees them.

He finds the nurse costume lingerie extremely appealing

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Shockwave:

Lace. Let there be lace and watch those antlers sway in embarrassment

French knickers

Bustiers and babydoll do unspeakable things to his array

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Blitzwing:

Helloooooo nurse! Wear a really revealing, slutty looking latex costume and the fakest wig you can buy and it will drive him nuts.

If not, bullet and cupless bras.

He likes bad glitter costumes. Is it cheap, does it leave glitter everywhere? Sign him up. AWOOGA!

He also thinks tassel pasties are fun. Like party streamers, but on your nipples.

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Blackarachnia:

Sword belt bras and thigh high socks

Corsets and anything that hugs her s/o’s figure nice and tight. She likes feeling the firmness when touching them

Also finds some joy in restricted movement and slowly peeling, unbuttoning, unzipping, etc. her s/o while teasing them

[spideyssunshine]

could i request 16 and 10 from the March smut list with Tom Holland? Maybe the reader sees the pictures from the GQ shoot and toms out and she’s like fuck this and starts masturbating etc and he comes home and she’s just like fUCK ME

photoshoot

tom holland x fem!reader

18+ minors dni- masturbation(fem), sex toy, dom!Tom, dirty talk, slight degradation

wc: 1.3k

summary: y/n gets majorly turned on by Toms new GQ shoot, and takes matters into (her/their) own hands only for Tom to catch (her/them)

a/n: love this concept, and credits if anyone has written anything similar to this! plus I’m sorry if I get your pronouns wrong!!

prompt 10: “fuck me until I can’t walk.”

prompt 16: “touching whats mine eh?”

-clearing out my inbox;requests closed-

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‘Ding!’

Your phone buzzed on the table, and you picked it up to read the alert:

tomholland2013 posted a new photo

You excitedly opened Instagram, to see what your boyfriend had shared with his fan base. Expecting a picture of Tessa, or maybe even a golf video, you sure weren’t ready for what he posted.

“What the fuck!” You yelled out eyes going wide at the photos. There were five new extremely sexy photos of Tom modeling for GQ. The last time he had a shoot with them, let’s just say you couldn’t walk in a straight line for three days.

You swiped through each photo, taking in the incredible features of your boyfriend. The fourth photo was the one that really did it though. His blue button up was loosely undone, with a chain dangling down his neck. He had rings that he no doubt borrowed from Harrison, that made his long fingers look even more slender. The best part was that he was man spreading. His Gucci pants made his thighs pop, showing off the muscle in them.

His large palm covered the front of his crotch, obviously meant to tease people. Your mind raced, knowing what was underneath those pants and boxers. His long pink cock, that belonged to you. Before you knew it, you were pooling in your panties, and drool formed on the corner of your mouth.

“Well looks like it’s just me tonight.” You spoke to yourself, walking up the stairs to yours and Tom's shared bedroom. You shut the door, not bothering to lock it. Harry was out with Rachel and Anthony, and wasn’t gonna be back until night time. Tom was out doing some voiceover with John so you had no reason to be interrupted.

You opened the drawer to the bedside table, rummaging through some socks to find your second most desired thing at the moment. Your pink vibrator. You had brought it along to Atlanta, knowing how busy Tom can get with filming. ‘Why not have a little fun?’ You thought, snaking your hand down the waistband of your shorts.

You played with the hem for a little while to get more turned on, before finally sliding them off. You rubbed up your thigh, and slowly danced your fingers around the front of your panties. You rubbed your clit through your panties, and sharply shut your eyes. You slid the piece of fabric off, to reveal your soaking wet pussy.

“Tom would be so happy” you giggled a bit before switching on the buzzing object. Just the sound of it made your body shutter, getting ready to pleasure yourself. You slowly brought the buzzing thing down to your pussy, and finally let it slide through your folds. You gasped as you ran it around your core, wanting to build yourself up.

You opened your folds a bit with your other hand to get a deeper feeling, and pressed the vibratory right on your clit. Letting out a loud moan, you began to make circles on yourself getting even more breathless. Your other hand traveled up your torso, moving aside your bra to rub your boob.

Little did you know, the door to the rental house opened, with a grinning Tom walking through. He had finished work early today, and knew you would be excited about his GQ pictures. He set down his keys to hear a loud yet recognizable moan ring through the house.

“Tom!” Your voice moaned out, making his questioning face turn into a smirk. You were touching yourself. He slowly walked up the stairs, as your noises became louder and louder with each step. He opened the door to your bedroom quietly as possible, to catch you, his gorgeous girlfriend masturbating.

His deep brown eyes widened at the sight in front of him. One hand pressing the vibrator harshly on your pussy, and the other hand fastly rubbing your tits. He had a silent debate whether he should interrupt you, or let you finish, but he decided that you would finish even faster with his help.

“Touching what’s mine eh? You know I don’t like to share love.” His voice darkly spoke as he leaned on the door frame. You quickly removed the object from yourself, and sat up.“Mmm would this have anything to do with my new photoshoot?” He chuckled walking slowly over to you.

“Of course Tommy. You looked so hot, I couldn’t resist it.” You blushed looking down to your naked lap. His fingers met your chin, slightly tilting it so you could look up at him.

“Well I’m sorry I interrupted you. You just looked so gorgeous getting all riled up because of me. Why don’t you tell me what I could do to make it up to you.” He whispered, kissing your cheek.

You motioned him closer to you, and moved your head to speak directly into his ear. “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.” You seductively spoke as he let out a deep growl. He immediately pushed you down on the bed, pinning your wrists. “You would love for me to fuck you huh darling? Want me to be inside you? Such a dirty little thing over here getting off just by a picture.” He growled once again into your ear, attacking your neck with little bites.

You moaned out his name, and he started to suck hickies all the way down your collarbone. He easily slid your shirt and bra off all the way, to take in your fully naked body. “My pretty baby. You need me to fuck you?” He raised an eyebrow, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. “Please-please Tommy I need you. Need your cock.” You whimpered trying to not buck yourself up at him.

“Ahh of course you do.” He grunted as he pulled down his boxers to reveal his hard on. He pumped himself a few times making your eyes widen in anticipation. Your pussy clenched around nothing, and he took notice in it. “Ready love?” He asked, lining himself up with you. You quickly nodded in response, making Tom smile a bit.

He slowly pushed into you, and you both loudly moaned. “Ah- s-so tight.” He groaned as he bottomed out of you. You gripped his shoulders as he buried his head in the crook of your neck to get a better position. He was going at a fast pace, making you scratch all over his upper back. “Fucking hell Tom!” You gasped as he started to hit your G-spot.

“Doing so well for me.” He praised kissing up your jawline. He moved a bit faster, as he felt his high coming on. “You close baby? You gonna cum all over me?” Tom asked, swiping his thumb directly on your clit once again.

“Yes! Tom fuck! Can I cum?” You panted out of breath, feeling your orgasm about to start. “Mm look at you asking permission. Yes baby, cum for me.” He praised, as you finally let go. The knot in your stomach seemed to cum undone very quickly, as you rutted against the mattress and Toms cock. Your vision started to blur as you felt Tom continue to you with your clit, only intensifying your orgasm even more.

You heard Tom start to groan even more, signaling his own orgasm. “C-cum inside me Tommy.” You moaned out, making Tom suck in a sharp breath. Soon, you felt both of your seeds mixing together, all inside of your pussy. You both were moaning messes, coming down from your high.

Tom pulled out, making you whimper from the loss of fullness. He collapsed next to you, softly stroking some hair out of your face.

“I’ve got to schedule another GQ shoot.”

[jaampot]

Ok fuck it I’m fashion blogging on here from now on 🫶🏻 idc if no one reads it ✨💕

ITS SEDGWICK SEAZON LADIES!!

Warhols muse, 60s ICON, and an OG Chelsea Hotel girl. Miss Edie Sedgwick!! My absolute favourite from the moment I laid eyes on her, I just wanted to BE her, she was EVERYTHING (I still do).

In 2011, at age 14/15, I’d watch Andy Warhol movies on YouTube over and over and my sister and I would binge factory girl over and over then we’d reblog the both of them on tumblr over and over. My sis would practice Edies make up on me, black eyeshadow, liner and mascara. Then she’d dress me up in stockings, a vintage hat, a nirvana band shirt and jacket. We’d roam around town at dusk and she’d shoot photos of me, on Rosewood Avenue and in the laundry mat on Hastings. One year later and I’ve cut off all my hair and dying it platinum blonde, collecting giant earrings and coats, so many coats!! My style was ever changing and evolving as a teen and had many influences but at the heart of it all she was and has always been there, as an absolute MUSE.

Anywayyyy!!! It getting COLD in Aus as winter is nearing and I’m just here to say it’s fuc***g Edie Season🙏🏻💕

Get out your coats, FUR coats!! Real or faux !! My mother (crazy collector and amazing vintage wardrobe) collected fur coats for as long as I can remember so I am sooo lucky and grateful to have inherited as many as i like. TRENCH coats too, every gal and guy needs a trenchy!! STOCKINGS!! The unintentional iconic look dubbed by Edie. STOCKINGS and COAT!! 2 most essential winter items EVER. You really don’t need anything else. You don’t need anything over them but you could throw on a LEOTARD, a MINI SKIRT or mini DRESS, babydoll cuts, high neck tops, stripes. Now HATS, Edie loved hats!!! I love collecting vintage hats, felt berets, fur hats, mohair hats, leopard hats, HATS HATS HATS. Accessorise with BIG sunglasses round/square, necklaces, big bracelets, BIG BELTS, big earrings, scarves both head and neck. These are my fave winter staples for sure and I owe it to HER our beautiful Edie ❤️

Ok I’d also like to share some personal favourite winter items with influences from idk EVERYWHERE. UGG boots (no this is not because of the trend circling, fuck your trend cycles, they literally make me sick. ) No UGGS have always been a staple. SCARVES always. Silk wrapped tightly around the neck or wrapped around the head, knitted for warmth etc just make it CHIC. I’m for sure a boot gal at heart and am 90% of the time wearing boots but only because it suits my lifestyle the most so it’s mainly purely out of convenience and lazinesss, BUT, BALLET FLATS and HEELS are a big yes. I’m obsessed with flats and heels with bows on the toes at the moment. And of course LONG SOCKS, to the knee, above the knee, thigh highs, another absolute staple for meeee.

Now for real I want to see some beautiful chic, vintage, thoughtful outfits this winter, curated from your deepest desires, inspired by YOUR muses, like seriously dig down and find YOUR style. So tired of cheap trends and minimalism. SMH 🔪 I have so many style influences and they get all mashed up at times and I’ll share more to come but for now, a tribute to the beauty her self EDIE SEDGWICK ❤️

Signing off I’ll leave this little poetic ramble.

Cigarettes, coffee in warm mugs, stains on the carpet. Dirty mirror, penciled walls, lipstick kissed toilet paper scrunched up in balls. Fur coats, panty hose and ballet slippers with cringy bows. Frost on the windows, broke heaters, broke credit cards and broke down shanty lofts. Black dirty, sleepy eyes, our Factory girl, my favourite mess, my muse. I’ll channel you, wish I was a Chelsea girl, in NY, smoking cigarettes in the morning fog, sitting on the stoop.

[nightshade-minho]

-Yes, Sir-

Warnings: professor!Jisung, student!Reader, spanking, unprotected sex, humiliation, degradation, exhibitionism, orgasm denial etc.

Word Count: 1.3k

Requested: Yes!

You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help it. Mr. Han Jisung was undoubtedly the hottest professor on campus. After all, he was also the youngest, and that made him the preferred topic of all the female students.

It wasn’t just his looks...no. The man’s cocky attitude, chillness and infuriating smirk did nothing but turn you on even more, to the point where you left the lecture hall with soaking wet panties sticking to your folds.

You tried your best to be a good student in class, answering all his questions and turning every assignment in on time. You wanted to be his favorite student.

It was a Thursday morning, and you watched as your professor kept rambling on and on. Usually you tried your best to be attentive in his class, but he’d taken his blazer off due to the summer heat...and his rolled up shirt sleeves were making you grit your teeth, rubbing your thighs together. You sighed as you doodled in your notebook, sketching him as you daydreamed. Once you were done, you started writing down things you wanted him to do to you...you couldn’t help it. He just looked so hot, made you so horny. It was too hard to concentrate.

“Miss Y/n?”

“Huh?” You looked up, surprised to see the whole class staring at you. Jisung smirked as he leaned against his desk. ‘‘You didn’t answer my question.”

“Uh, Sir...I...”

He shook his head disappointedly, making his way to your desk. You quickly tried to shove your notebook in your bag, but he’d already snatched it out of your hands. Your face turned red, fear and embarrassment swirling in your brain.

“What’s this, now?” He flipped through the book, his eyes widening and smirk growing as he read the dirty thoughts you’d jotted down. 

He sighed, going back to his desk and setting your book down on his table. “I’ll need you to stay back today, Y/n.”

You gulped.

***

As the rest of the class poured out, you nervously waited, playing with your fingers. A girl was twirling her hair as she asked him a question regarding an assignment, giggling flirtatiously. You rolled your eyes when she finally left.

Jisung arranged a few papers on his desk, before slowly turning to you. “Come here, Y/n.”

You gulped, moving closer hesitantly. He sighed, taking your book in his hands. “You’re a good student. You ace all your tests. Why then have you been so distracted lately?”

You didn’t respond. 

“And then I see this.” He started flipping through the book, your cheeks reddening as he read out loud.

“I want Mr. Han to bend me over his desk and spank my ass raw.”

You cursed, hiding your face as he continued. “I feel like Mr. Han would be able to ruin me so well. I bet his cock is just as pretty as his arms and his face...” He trailed off, raising an eyebrow at you. 

‘Now, I think I’ve figured out just what the cause is for your sudden distraction, hmm?” He smirked, leaning back against his desk. “You’re not the good little girl I thought you were. Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

You shook your head, hanging your head in shame as you heard Jisung hum.

“How do you think we can remedy this situation?” He asked, stroking his chin as he watched you carefully. You meekly looked up, shrugging. He beckoned you over, and you tentatively walked forward, yelping when he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you close to him.

“I think bad girls need to be punished. Don’t you?”

You couldn’t do anything but gasp as his hand drifted under your checkered skirt, gently groping the flesh of your ass as he cocked his head to the side. “Answer me, angel.” 

You moaned out as his finger reached between your cheeks, trailing down to your pussy. 

“Y-yes...” He frowned, smacking your ass lightly. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, S-sir...” You breathed out. He pressed a kiss to your cheeks. “That’s right. Now be a good girl, and I might think about letting you cum, okay?”

You nodded, brain clouded with arousal. He pulled away, flipping you around on the desk and bending you over it. “I intend to satisfy all your fantasies today, babygirl.” 

You whimpered as he lifted your skirt, his eyes greedily running over your ass, before his hand came back down on it. “Count, you dirty slut.”

You whispered a “One,” as he continued smacking your butt, cock growing harder at the sight of your cute little ass growing redder, jiggling with the impact of his palm.

When you got to “Thirteen,” he finally stopped, smoothing his hand over the sore area, leaning down to press kisses to the red flesh. “Good girl.”

He turned you back around, hoisting you up onto his desk. Jisung rubbed your clothed pussy with two fingers as he pressed a kiss to your lips, quickly slipping his tongue in. The two of you made out messily, tongues swirling around each other. He kept stroking you through it all, enjoying the way you moaned into his mouth.

He pulled away, eyes hungrily scanning your chest before opening your shirt hastily, sending buttons flying. He pulled down your bra so your tits could pop out, taking one in his hand as he softly kissed it, licking a stripe to your nipple before he took it into his mouth.

He bit down on one, making eye contact as he did so, loving the way your face had pleasure written all over it.

After he was content sucking on your nipples, he removed your shirt from you completely. He then unhooked your bra as well, leaving you in nothing but your skirt and knee socks.

“So hot, for a little girl…”

“S-sir, I’m only four years younger than you.”

“Shhh little girl, let me play with what’s mine.” He said, returning you to your previous position of being bent over the table, chuckling at your quivering red ass.

“I bet you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Everything turned out just the way you wanted. You never imagined this would happen when writing down those filthy thoughts of yours, did you?” He pulled down your panties before tucking them into his back pocket.

You shook your head desperately, pussy clenching around nothing when you heard the sound of his pants unzipping. A minute later, you felt his head being pressed to your entrance, sighing in satisfaction as he finally slid into you.

“God, you’re tighter than I thought you would be.”

You couldn’t do anything but moan as he slowly started fucking into you, groaning as you squeezed around him. He landed a smack on your butt before grabbing one cheek, spreading it so that he could go deeper. You were a whimpering mess as he leaned over you to pick the book back up, continuing to read out the immoral things you’d written down. The humiliation combined with the feeling of his cock repeatedly abusing your sweet spot had you near the edge in minutes, clenching as you felt your orgasm approach. 

“What a slut. You like being bent over your teacher’s desk like this, hmm? Like the way anyone could walk in at any moment and see what an absolute whore you are for my cock?”

You whined at his words, feeling your high build up.

Suddenly, he pulled out, pressing the tip to your entrance teasingly as he tsked, stroking his cock and cumming all over your pussy lips.

You felt tears prick your eyes at the ruined orgasm, your pussy still desperately throbbing in anticipation. Jisung pulled away, tucking his cock back into his pants. 

You straightened up, turning around to express your frustration when he handed you a piece of paper.

“My number and address. See you tonight, my love.” He winked and left, leaving you half-naked in the classroom. 

[tothemeadow]

I would love to ask for a steamy scenario with fem reader x tanjiro in which reader teases tanjiro to hell and back all day before finally leading to a steamy makeout sesh and maybe some grinding at last towards the end of the day.. if youre uncomfy with this thats fine pls feel free to delete! i love your writing thank you in advance.

“if you’re uncomfy with this”

as I write this after kinktober 😂😂😂

‘just a little game’ / Kamado T. x Reader

warnings: spicy

words: 1,281

(a/n): Tanjiro is 18+ in this!

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You love Tanjiro, you really do.

He’s just really… dense.

Plus, he’s super easy to embarrass, so there’s that.

You and your devious little mind love to tease the boy, no matter the situation. He blushes so much, it’s ridiculous. Between him and Zenitsu, it’s a miracle that they have blood still circulating through their bodies.

This is what you tell yourself throughout the day; you’re only looking to get a rise out of Tanjiro, nothing more. At first, it starts off with relatively simple things – flirty looks, lingering touches. Of course, Tanjiro doesn’t pick up what you’re putting down. Again, he’s incredibly dense. It’s up to you to crank up the heat if you want to see any kind of reaction out of him. A plan formulates in your head with little thought. It shouldn’t be hard to get him to do what you want, but it’ll take some time.

Smoothing down your skirt, you glance over your reflection, checking for anything that you might’ve missed. If you’re being totally honest, you look absolutely scrumptious in your short skirt and thigh-high sock combo. Topped off with turtleneck sweater, you’re the textbook definition of a flirty schoolgirl. If Tanjiro doesn’t appreciate this outfit, you’re going to sock him in the face.

“(y/n)?” Tanjiro calls from the bottom of the staircase. “Are you ready to go?”

You bite back a smile. The first part of your “plan” was to ask Tanjiro to go shopping with you; he, of course, didn’t know you planned on wearing such a mouthwatering outfit. Smoothing a dab of red lipstick, you onceover yourself once more before finally stepping away from the mirror.

“Coming!” you respond.

As you round the top of the staircases, Tanjiro’s eyes land on you, a bright smile blooming on his face. Everything seems okay at first, but then you begin your descent with an extra bounce in your step. The smile on Tanjiro’s face droops the tiniest bit; his eyes catch onto the way your skirt flounces with each step, the hem flying up and giving him a perfect view of your panties.

You flash him a pleasant grin as you take the final step. “We good to go?”

Quickly darting his eyes to the side, Tanjiro coughs into his fist. “Uh, yeah, I’m good…”

Unbeknownst to him, you smirk. Oh, this is going to be way too easy. Time to amp things up, yes?

“Tanjiro,” you say, feigning innocence, “do you like my outfit? I picked it out especially for you…”

His eyes momentarily flicker to the bit of skin exposed between the hem of your skirt and your socks. You can see something dark flash across his eyes, but then he shakes his head and looks up to your face. “I think you look really pretty! But you always do, no matter what you wear!”

Your eyes narrow into mischievous slits. Oh, if only he knew what was in store for him…

-

God bless high heels because damn you’re looking sharp!

You know you’re a bit overdressed for a simple trip to the supermarket, but who cares? You’re looking positively gorgeous and maybe you’re showing off a little.

Tanjiro more or less stays in front of you, his eyes never daring to travel any lower than your neck. You can practically see it written across his face that looking at you meant trouble. And so, being the little mastermind you are, you purposely swing your hips as you walk, touch his bicep (you squeeze it while you’re at it), make sure you’re dangerously close, etc…

You’re finding it to be quite fun.

Standing in front of one of the numerous shelves, Tanjiro’s eyes scan over its contents. You can tell he’s trying to distract himself and focus on something more appropriate.

“What are you hungry for?” you ask as you lean into him. “I’m in the mood for meat.” You smirk at your obvious innuendo.

Tanjiro, bless his soul, blinks. Again, dense. “What kind of meat?”

“Sausage.”

“Oh, okay! Any particular kind you want?”

“Kamado.” Slinking yourself around one of his arms, you press your cheek into his shoulder. “And then maybe we can have whipped cream for dessert.”

Tanjiro tenses under your hold. Oh, so now he gets it. “I-I-I… I guess. We could probably pick up some…” His cheeks turn a cherry red. His rambling is just so damn cute!

Your heels clack against the floor as you step in front of him. With the most innocent expression you can muster, you pretend to smooth down the front of his shirt, your palms coming to a stop on his pectorals. His chest heaves under your gentle touch, his heartbeat racing below your fingertips. Yes, finally.

This is what you want.

“What’s wrong, Tanjiro? You seem distracted.”

Tanjiro worries his bottom lip. His hands clench and unclench into fists at his sides; the nervousness and tension rolling off him are almost palpable. “I want thighs,” he murmurs absentmindedly.

You cock an eyebrow at that. “And what kind of thighs?”

His eyes flicker back down to your skirt. “…Chicken.”

Placing your index finger beneath his chin, you tilt his head up until he’s looking directly at you. “I bet you want some legs, too, huh?”

He releases a shaky breath. “Yeah.”

With your heels, your legs seem longer than usual. No matter – you easily slip one between his legs, an easy smile spreading on your face. “We can work with that. Do you want to eat now or at home?”

Tanjiro’s pupils blow wide at your proposal. “Home. Please. Can we do it now?”

You tap his bottom lip with a fingertip. “Of course we can, baby boy. Let’s go.”

-

Needless to say, your plan worked wonders.

Pinned to the couch, you let Tanjiro’s calloused hands roam your body. He cups your sides, your neck, your thighs. God, it’s like he can’t get enough of them. He openly gropes them as he shoves his tongue into your mouth, a moan slipping past his lips.

Your fingers are already tangled in his hair, yanking at the strands and eliciting some of the prettiest noises from him. A pleasure filled sigh graces the air as his tongue rolls against yours, a bit of saliva rolling down your chins. It’s so perfectly hot; his teeth sink into your bottom lip, yank at it as he pulls away.

“You and that little skirt of yours,” Tanjiro mutters. He ducks down, his lips skimming your jaw. “And the socks-“

A breathy moan leaves your lips as he manhandles your hips and your thighs. “Whatever do you mean?” you purr.

“Can I just…?” His fingers skim underneath your skirt; you shiver at his touch, but you understand the silent question. Reaching down, you yank your skirt up. Tanjiro immediately looks down and chokes out a groan.

Your most intimate parts are covered in a flimsy, satiny fabric. Pure white in color and covered with frills, it just seems so innocent compared to the sultry expression on your face. Tanjiro’s wild gaze locks onto yours.

“Do you like them?” you coo.

“Fuck, they’re beautiful,” Tanjiro husks.

Sweeping down for another kiss, he easily penetrates your mouth with his tongue. Low groans slip from his mouth as his hips drop down onto yours. You can feel his hardening cock straining against his jeans; the friction of it all has you keening, your back arching into his touch. Frantically, you grind your clothed pussy against the bulge in the front of his pants. There isn’t a single doubt in your mind that you’re ruining the delicate material, but you don’t care.

You got what you wanted, after all.

[vanillaknj]

possessiveness — mark tuan

includes — sub!mark, dom!reader, male!reader, slight possessiveness but it’s barely there and only in the beginning, um idk what else to put-, etc.

a/n — sO it’s 12 am, october 31 when i’m setting this up to be queued and i’m proud of myself for completing and starting kinktober! ngl i didn’t have faith at all- anyway enjoy and excuse all spelling mistakes!! it’s 12 and i feel like i’m gonna pass out any minute, but i hope you guys enjoy this product of sleep deprivation :D (wow that was unnecessarily long-)

“finally alone.” mark is the first one to speak. you’d just held a halloween party in your apartment, and now you and your boyfriend mark were cleaning up the aftermath.

“fiaally.” you agree, and you know that he can feel the tension in the air. mark only gives a small nod before bending down to pick up some trash. the view gives you perfect angle of the way his ass sits perfectly in the black panties. a small growl emits from your throat and you know he’s heard it.

he stands up straight, dropping the bag in his hands and turning towards you. “i didn’t know what to think of you wearing that costume. everyone getting to see where i touch you, seeing so much of your skin…” you comment, leaning back against your counter.

mark is wearing a skimpy maid outfit. the small dress starts at his mid thigh and it fits his thin waist tightly. he wears black thigh-high socks too, and they only accentuate his amazing body proportions.

“everyone else got to see… but you’re the only one who gets to touch.” he says, talk by a few steps closer to you. you smilie, and he returns one. in a few steps, he’s directly in front of you, you hands land on his hips, pulling him impossibly closer. he leans up and your lips connect with his, slowly moving in passion-filled harmony.

your hands move from his hips and down towards his thighs. your hands slowly hike up the skirt, pushing it up, and up, and up, until it’s bunched at his hips. your hands slip between the waistband of the panties he wears, making their way behind him and to his ass.

he whimpers into your mouth, reluctantly pulling away to catch his breath. you old trail your kisses to his jaw and down his neck. your fingers circles his hole, finding it to already be slicked with lube. you don’t say anything about it, instead deciding to slip a finger into him. he whines, rolling his hips.

you swap your positions so that his back is pressed against the kitchen counter. “i’ve been wanting to ruin you since this morning, princess.” you growl, slipping another finger in alongside the first.

“please do, please, i deserve it, sir…” he whines, spreading his thighs a bit. “you know just what to say, don’t you?” you ask rhetorically, clenching your jaw as you pull your fingers out of him. you push the panties farther down his thighs before pulling down your own jeans. your arousal becomes obvious as you begin to strip, feeling your cock strain against the confinement of your underwear.

mark clenches his thighs together as he watches you, chewing on his bottom lip in anticipation. he moans when you push him against the counter, turning him around so that his ass is presented to you. he feels your hands spreading his cheeks and before he could be impatient and tell you to stop stalling, you push into him, immediately erasing any previos thoughts from his mind. you pull his hips towards you, making him feel as full as possible.

“fuck-“ he curses when you snap your hips towards his, already losing himself in the feeling. you went slow at first, slowly dragging your cock along his tight walls, teasing him. “y-y/n!” mark whines. “p-please ruin me…” he whispers, grinding his hips back onto yours.

“thats your breaking point.” you push your hips into his roughly, and he cries out at the feeling, hands moving to grip any side of the counter he could.

your cock nudges against his sensitive bundle of nerves, and it causes an immediate reaction. “y/n!” he squeals, instinctively trying to close his legs at the overwhelming feeling. “what’s wrong baby? you wanted me to ruin you, right? i’m just giving you what you asked for.” you tell him, punctuating your words with a thrust of your hips.

with the way you moved, it didn’t take long for him to be moaning out your name like a prayer. his incoherent babbles filled the empty room, echoing back to him and only making him more turned on.

“im gonna cum-“ he whispers with the steadiest voice he could manage, “its okay angel, th can cum for me.” you reassure, using your free hand to caress his hips as confirmation.

he lets go, clenching around you as he creates a msss on the floor and the underside on the counter. his orgasm triggers your own, and before you know it, you’re cunning inside of him with a groan.

mark rests his head on the counter as he calms down, breathing heavily as his thighs twitch. “ready to get cleaned up, baby?” you ask, helping him stand and noticing him cringe as he feels your cum drip from his hole.

“yeah. ‘m all sticky.” he whines, leaning into you. “we can clean the mess later, let’s get you in bed.” you murmur, kissing his forehead sweetly as you help him towards your bathroom.