#and then he will lay down on it and start kneading and suckling it

[hellokittyish]

part one here.

★ thinking about mutual masturbation on facetime with ex!satoru which starts off with you just staring at him in some sort of daze, wondering what on earth possessed you to pick up the call in the first place. this is a mistake, you know that... so why aren't you hanging up already?

but before you can dwell too long on the answer to that question, your train of thought is rudely interrupted by a particularly loud moan echoing through the speaker.

“mmh… you actually didn’t decline for once," the white-haired menace gasps out, the slick sounds of his hand gliding up and down his cock only picking up in volume as he lays eyes on you. “shit— you don't know how much i've missed seein’ that pretty face of yours, baby.”

“you’re so shameless, satoru.” you mutter, lacing your tone with as much disdain as you can muster; but the way your own hand somehow snakes its way beneath the waistband of your sweatpants and into your panties tells an entirely different tale of how this whole situation is really making you feel.

“yeah,” he muses in an unapologetic hum, making a show of tilting the camera down to give you a better view of where he's currently thumbing his leaky, blushing tip. “but… ah— so are you, otherwise you would’ve blocked my new number the second i sent you that dick pic.”

“w-well how do you know i wasn't about to press the block button right when you called me and i accidentally clicked accept instead?” you shoot back through teeth which are clenched partly in annoyance and partly in an effort to hold back letting your own pleasure show on your face.

“nah, don’t give me that bullshit,” satoru snorts amusedly, leaning in closer to the screen and tilting his head to the side, snowy lashes fluttering seductively as his bright eyes stare knowingly into yours. “if you’re not enjoying this, then i want you to show me that your hands aren’t in your pants right now rubbing that pretty little pussy.”

shit. of course he'd be able to see through you that easily — he is your ex, after all. but no... you can’t let him win just yet. so, as subtly as possible, you pull your hand from your panties and hold it up to the phone screen, hoping against hope that the darkness of your room hides the wetness of your palm.

“hah. nice try, baby,” he drawls smugly, smiling so wide now that both of his annoyingly cute dimples are on full display; and it’s deliberate, too. he knows full well they were always your weakness. “...but i can see your sweet juices coating those cute fingers from here.”

and he knows he has you right where he wants you when you still don't hang up the call like you both know you should, instead just shoving your hand right back into your panties and rubbing messy circles over your clit while keeping direct eye-contact with him — trying to beat him at his own game, are you? oh, how he's missed you.

so he picks up the pace of his jostling fist around his cock, candy-pink lower lip caught between his pearly teeth as he tries to catch even a small glimpse of your bare skin through the screen; and god, only you could make him act this pathetic, this desperate. "fuck... please, pretty, y'gotta give me something to work with here. h-how about you pull your top up just a little for toru, hm?"

and you've already let this escalate too far to back out now, so you decide to throw caution to the wind and tug at the edge of your oversized tee just enough so that your bare tits spring free, courtesy to your preference for not wearing a bra around your apartment.

"o-oh, just look at those. i missed my girls s'much. bet you wish they were in my mouth right now, huh?" satoru rasps out, balls tightening to an almost painful degree as he reaches down to pay the heavy, neglected sacs some attention by gently fondling them.

and you, having finally caved and slid a finger into your fluttering hole, can only respond with a soft whine as you reach up to knead a breast with your free hand, the image of his skilled mouth suckling on them like he always used to making your much-too-empty cunt clench around your digit with need.

and that singular sweet, sweet sound from your lips that he's been deprived of hearing for months is all it takes for him to finally bust a load all over his chest and hand, goopy white streaks tainting his previously unmarred pale skin as his entire body trembles with a pleasure only you can give him.

and when he eventually manages to compose himself enough to glance back down at the facetime and realize that you're still trying to reach your own climax, your meek little fingers clearly not enough to finish the job, satoru has the absolute audacity to lean right in close to the screen and mutter out a cheeky…

“hey, if y'want me to come over and help you with that then all you gotta do is agree to get back together with me, baby.”

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[bboricha]

hot damn!

➳ pairings: caleb x afab!reader ➳ cw: NSFW, caleb eats pussy, that's really it

you're laying on the couch on your stomach, playing a game on your phone. and caleb is... well, caleb is staring at your ass. to be fair, they look great in those shorts and you know it, which is why you deliberately brought it with you to caleb's apartment in skyhaven.

he sits down next to your legs, picking up one of them by the ankle and draping it over his lap, his eyes never leaving the curve of your ass. you can feel his gaze, but you ignore it. or at least you try to until he suddenly grips the back of your thighs, slowly dragging his fingers upwards, letting them slide underneath the fabric of your shorts, finally reaching the goal. he starts to knead your cheeks softly, his hands larger than them because he has really big hands. he begins to put a bit more power into it, almost as if he were giving you a massage. you feel a mischievous finger hooking the hem of your panties, finally making you pause your game and look back at him with a cocked eyebrow.

"caleb?" you ask.

"...yes?" he answers.

"what do you think you're doing?" your honeyed voice, filled with mocked oblivion, makes his cock twitch in his basketball shorts.

"i'm just trying to make you feel relaxed," his voice is filled with false pretenses, making your cunt drip a bit. his hands travel further up your panties, silently asking if he could continue. when you respond by lightly grinding your knee against his clothed cock, he grins, yanking your shorts off.

he sniffs at your pussy through your underwear, lapping at the wet spot that formed before pulling it aside with his teeth, stretching your ass cheeks apart to get a better look at how wet you are. he buries his face into you, groaning as he slurps up your arousal.

"calebbbb, you're being too noisy," you whine, gripping one of his couch pillows tightly as you try to drown out the wet noises and groans from him.

"can't help it," he moans between licks, "you taste too good, baby."

his tongue dips inside your hole, trying to drink up all the nectar that's flowing out. your toes curl as that coil in your stomach becomes taut, becoming tighter when he suckles on your clit.

"c-caleb, i'm—" you stutter, biting the cushion, moaning into it as your eyelids flutter. your eyes roll back as you cum, your legs attempt to twitch but caleb holds them down, lapping up your release. once you finally come down from your high, your try to move your legs, but caleb's hold on you is strong. you turn around to look at him, tilting your head in confusion when all he does is respond with a smile.

"i haven't had my fill yet."

an: i just like to think that caleb really likes eating pussy

[spicy-apple-jam]

Cozy Morning with Caleb

Pairing: Caleb x f!reader

Tags: smut, p in v, creampie

The bright light of a sunny summer morning dances on the back of my eyelids as I slowly rise from a deep, peaceful sleep. My body is safely enveloped in a warm embrace, one strong arm wrapped around my waist, gentle fingers playing with my hair. I crack my eyes open, and turn my head to see Caleb’s purple eyes glancing back at me, a soft smile curling up the edges of his mouth.

„Good morning.” I am delighted to hear how his voice is still low and raspy, which I so rarely get to hear. On most mornings, he’s already up way before me, out on a jog, making breakfast or heading off to work, but it looks like today he managed to sleep in just a little.

„Good morning.” I whisper back, and Caleb nuzzles his nose into my neck. I close my eyes again to savor the comfortable sensation, then let out a sigh of contentment as he starts pressing soft kisses under my jaw, trailing gradually down towards my collarbone. His hand sneaks its way under my shirt — his shirt, to be exact — and starts caressing my stomach, the dip of my waist, the curve of my hips, then moves up towards my chest to cup one of my breasts, covering it entirely. A thumb runs over my already hardened nipple, then circles it slowly, and a tiny, pleasant shiver runs down my spine when he presses his hardness against my ass from behind. Feeling increasingly more awake now, I tilt my head up in his direction. Caleb leans over me, nose brushing lovingly against mine, then places a lingering kiss on my lips, every movement slow and unhurried. Today is our day off — we have all the time in the world. I run the tip of my tongue over his lower lip to deepen the kiss, which earns me a hum of appreciation. Once his hand starts making pleasant, kneading motions over my breast, I can’t help but arch back into him. The feeling of his tongue teasing mine and the slow rocking of his hips makes the spread of heat across my lower belly even more intense. Without breaking our lips apart, I flip to lay on my back, one of my hands swiftly finding its way into his sleep-tousled hair, the other trailing down his bare chest. As he moves to settle over me, I part my legs eagerly for him, wrapping them loosely around his waist.

„You should sleep in my old T-shirts more often. I like seeing you in them.” He mumbles into my mouth between kisses, our lips brushing together with every word. I let out a short, breathy laugh.

„Well, if you ruin all my pajamas, I’ll have no other choice.” I tease, pretending to pout at him. In exchange, I get unjustly tickled in the ribs.

„We already established that I didn’t mean to tear the buttons of your favorite PJ’s, pips. And that I’ll fix them for you, or get new ones.” The mischievous gleam in his eyes shows absolutely no remorse whatsoever.

„Okay, okay, fine!” I squeal, trying to fight back against his ruthless attack. However, my resistance quickly falters once he rolls his hips into mine with determination, my laughter turning into small moans of pleasure. With both hands planted firmly on my ass, squeezing lightly, he presses his erection against my pussy, moving back and forth, his too-big shirt now bunching around my waist.

Wasting no time, he trails a fingertip down the front of my panties, very visibly soaked, and pushes them to the side. His fingers collect the wetness around my entrance, spreading it around, and settle on my clit, drawing lazy, tight circles around it with practiced precision. His mouth finds the dip between my neck and shoulders, suckling and biting softly at my skin. Another involuntary moan escapes me when two of his fingers push inside at a steady pace, curling in just the right way to drive me crazy. My hips start moving in rhythm out of their own accord.

“So warm. So wet. So soft. Just for me, yeah?” He speaks in a low voice, directly next to my ear.

“A-all for you.” I answer in agreement, arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him close, the clash of our lips even more intense this time. The pressure in my lower belly is building steadily, but I crave even more, so I reach for his boxers to tug them down. He gently pulls his fingers out of me, and moves away for a second to remove his boxers completely, followed by my panties, and I feel myself clenching around nothing. He settles back between my legs, stroking his dick with one hand, then rubbing the tip along my folds, around my entrance. Finally, he starts pushing inside, and I welcome the delicious stretch, bordering on the edge of too much, making my mind go blank. Once he’s fully inside, we both let out a breathy sound of satisfaction. He gives me a moment to adjust, then begins to thrust into me, slow and deep and thorough. Leaning down over me, I can feel his necklace resting on my chest as he captures my lips in another searing kiss, getting more and more sloppy with the increasing pace of his hips, all of his thrusts angled just right.

“I could never get enough of this. Your pussy is milking my dick so perfectly. Am I making you feel good, baby? Am I fucking you good? Hmm?” One of his hands smooths over the softness of my lower belly, pressing down firmly, and that sweet added pressure overwhelms me completely. “Right here?”

All I can do is whimper and nod, eyes fluttering closed from the pleasure.

“I want to hear your words, baby. Use your pretty voice for me.” His command is gentle, but strict.

“Mm, yes, Caleb – ah –, feels so – ah – so good.” I manage to answer.

“Good girl.” His praise makes a rush of satisfaction run through my veins, and the knot in my belly tightens even more. The dirty sounds of skin slapping skin get louder and louder as Caleb quickens the pace of his thrusts, his breathy moans telling me that he’s close as well. “I’m gonna fill you up, baby, make your tummy nice and full with my cum, m’kay?”

“Mhm, please!” I cry out in desperation. Nimble fingers start rubbing my clit at a relentless speed, and with that, I topple over the edge. The pleasure bursts out in waves over my body, and my head leans back into the pillow. Caleb’s release follows mine just moments after – he buries himself deep inside me, and I tighten my legs around him instinctively. Warm, thick ropes of cum shoot inside my womb, and I feel completely full, satisfied. Caleb collapses on top of me, still mindful not to crush me, and we rest like this for a little while, catching our breaths.

He pushes himself up on his elbow, presses a kiss to my nose, and slowly pulls out of me, then parts my legs with care, and with a pleased expression on his face, takes a good look at his cum slowly spilling out of my pussy.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, and then I’ll make us breakfast. How does that sound?” He lays down beside me, and I snuggle up to him contentedly.

“Five more minutes.” I say, yawning and closing my eyes, basking in his warmth.

He chuckles at my request, but doesn’t deny it. When does he deny me anything?

“Okay, pips. Five more minutes.”

[jesuistrestriste]

ART 👏🏾 DONALDSON 👏🏾IS 👏🏾 A👏🏾 THIGHS 👏🏾 MAN👏🏾

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk

art likes anything that has to do with your thighs. he truly lives and breathes for any opportunity to play with them, and he'd be lying if he said that it wasn’t like a moth to a flame.

when you're sitting down on the couch, he has his head in your lap resting over your thighs.

when you're laying down with him in bed, he kneads and squeezes and palms your fleshy limbs under the covers. it helps him sleep sometimes. it also makes him ever so slightly (very much) aroused, but he usually tries to ignore that at bedtime when you're already exhausted.

when he's down on his knees for you, your panties off and your legs spread, he makes sure to give your thighs extra attention. 'tender loving care', he had called it one time. eating you out makes him cum quick, usually untouched, so he opts to kiss and suckle and nip at your thighs for a while beforehand so that he can delay this (and hopefully make you cum before he gets a chance to). he leaves tons of lovebites every time, but you like the way they look when you're naked in the mirror before a shower or when you're getting dressed, so it doesn’t really matter. he, of course, loves the look of them too. he likes looking at the small, muddled patches of purple and red on your delicate skin. it makes him feel proud. among other things..

one year, on his 29th birthday, he had sheepishly asked you something that you were surprised he hadn't asked years prior.

"Can I— only if you want to— but can I please fuck your thighs..?"

and wow, did that get your core bubbling with heat.

it was his birthday, so of course you had said yes. even if it wasn't his birthday, you knew you didn't need to be asked twice. you'd give him whatever he asked for — he was always so good to you, so he deserved it all.

first, he bent you over the bed, one hand pressing down on the small of your back, and then he pulled down your underwear. he slipped two fingers over your soaking folds and slid them back and forth to feel you; little moans slipping out of lips as his cock throbbed and bobbed in front of him. you actually felt his tip brush against your ass a few times as he struggled to resist the urge to just drop to the floor and lick you all over.

he knew he wouldn't last long just from feeling you up like that, so he then took his cock in his hand and gingerly slotted it between your thighs and right below your mound. you had hung your head down against the comforter as his had tipped back in pure, unadultered pleasure. his brows knitted together as an anguished whine spilled out from his chest.

he started out slowly, sliding his leaking cock in and out of where it was trapped between your limbs, but he had gotten close much faster than he usually had when he was actually inside you. every thrust had his cockhead bumping and rubbing your clit. he picked up the pace pretty quickly, rapidly pumping himself back and forth as you crossed your legs and squeezed your plush thighs together to give him more needed pressure. you knew what he liked, you knew what would make him feel best, and you knew that you had wanted to make that birthday gift feel special, so you started to talk a little here and there. you mumbled obscenities, some praise, and groaned out words that you were certain would make his brain fuzzy.

"you like my thighs, babe?"

“you like fucking my pretty legs?”

“doin’ so good, art.. god, i feel you leaking..”

he keened, nodding behind you as his cock pulsed.

"Mm— yeah, yes.. oh my god, yes.. yes yes yes-!”

it didn't take long for him to grip your hips as he bucked against you, spilling a hot sticky load between your squishy flesh as he used your body to stroke his tip.

after he came down, his forehead on the nape of your neck, he whispered something to you as his legs trembled.

"Can we do that again tomorrow night?"

and of course, you had said yes.

[oikasugayama]

I love all your posts. In your dazai nsfw head canons, there was the thing with chuuya and I was wondering if you could write a fic on that? It's oki if not!! :)

tag-team

Inspired by letters I and W from my Dazai NSFW alphabet in which Dazai wants to fuck his girlfriend in Chuuya's office, and Chuuya gets to join in.

5.1k, jealous!dazai, afab!reader, cumming inside, cunnilingus, blowjob, fingering, soukoku bickering while fucking, etc. not soukoku but they do sexually interact, etc. not proofread bc i'm tired [click to read on ao3]

You urge Dazai to lock the door behind you, but he chuckles and shakes his head. “No baby,” he mumbles, sliding his hands past your hips and down to grab two handfuls of your ass. “He'll know something's up if the door's locked. If Chuuya catches us, we should be riiiight in the middle of things so he can't stop us.”

“Remind me why I let you talk me into this again?” you ask as he leans forward, chasing your lips even as you lean back and wait for an answer.

“Because fuck Chuuya. If I want to fuck my girl in his office, I will.”

“That's a terrible reason,” you gasp as Dazai slides one hand up your body and into the hair at the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss. His open mouth meets yours, tongues immediately gliding together with the same force as your lips. 

“But we're here, aren't we?” he asks after pulling back just for a second. “And I want you so bad.”

You whimper and let him reel you in once again. Your nerves will get the best of you if you have time to take in your surroundings; as it is your nose can't stop sniffing out the unfamiliar smells of luxuriois leather and some kind of smoke. If Dazai keeps leading you so confidently you'll be able to let go of yourself entirely and go along with this absolute ridiculous plan of his.

He kisses you faster and with more urgency than he does at home, making both of you breathless as you gasp into each other's mouths and lap at each other's tongues. 

His large hands glide over your body, up and down your back, hiking your top up and trying to dip into your pants. You follow his lead, reaching for the buttons on his vest and his shirt. He keeps kissing you through both of you martially undressing, his tops hitting the floor, yours following shortly after.

When he gets your bra off he makes you sit on Chuuya’s desk, and he leans down to suck on your tit. You lean back, tossing your hair over your shoulder, closing your eyes so you can focus on the feeling of Dazai's tongue circling your nipple as it perks and hardens at his touch. You make small noises, still shy in an unfamiliar place, but Dazai keeps working over you, suckling, kneading, teasing his teeth over your skin, until you're softly moaning his name and laying back, making him bend at the waist and lean forward to follow you down onto Chuuya's desk, ignoring whatever papers you land on. 

Dazai kisses lower eventually, and his deft fingers unbutton your jeans and start sneaking under the fabric.

“You're so pretty spread out for me on stupid Chuuya’s desk,” he says cupping your dampening panties in his palm. “I'm gonna make you feel so good the whole Mafia hears you screaming.”

Your eyes widen in panic briefly and you stutter out a no, but Dazai laughs softly and kisses right above where your panties cover.

“You're safe, baby, I promise. Not a single person here would be stupid enough to hurt a hair on your head.” He drags your jeans down your legs finally, and you kick a little as he pulls them over your feet. He grabs one ankle, kisses the inside of it, then holds your leg up and kisses slowly down, closer and closer to your crotch.

“These walls are soundproof anyways,” he says once he's near your inner thigh. “No one will hear you scream.”

You giggle softly and push his forehead away from you.

“Don't be creepy, weirdo.”

He smiles and lays his cheek against your thigh, his face so close to your clothed cunt. You watch him, desperate for his next move.

“There's my sweet girl. You really don't need to be worried, I promise.” You jump slightly when his finger presses just above your clit and pushes in as he drags it down, making your panties slightly stick between your folds. “I'd never put you in danger.” His voice lowers as his finger goes up again, still pushing in, now really emphasizing your cleavage. “You know that, right?”

You nod, giving a quiet “mhm.”

“Speak up,” he says, now tracing his fingers around the outside of your panties.

“I know,” you say, still keeping your eyes locked on his. “You'd never put me in danger.”

“Good. And do you know why?” His finger slips under by just a single knuckle, and he lifts your panties high, making the crotch pull taut and squish between your labia. You whine and try to push down to get some friction on your clit but it's barely there, he's holding your panties at just the wrong angle.

“Tell me.”

“Because you love me?” You guess, and he smiles widely.

“Exactly!” he says in his playful, excited voice. Then he rolls his head toward your crotch and licks a fat, wet stripe up one half of your exposed cunt. You make a startled little moan and he chuckles before licking the other side too.

“Now, do you want my tongue or my fingers?” he asks so close that you can feel his breath tickling your wet skin.

“Both,” you answer immediately.

“Both?” He sits up and tsks, slowly shaking his head. He stands upright and you whine, reaching for him, saying soft no’s.

“Greedy girl.” He looks down and spreads your pussy with his fingers, then readjusts your panties so they're right against your clit. “You must be so horny you could die. Being so greedy like that… Why don't you get yourself off then, baby? Show me how you play with yourself with no hands.”

He tugs your panties up slightly a couple of times, giving little pricks of pleasure to your clit. You get the hint and move your hips up slowly, getting another prick of sensation. You readjust, getting one foot up on the desk beside you so you have leverage to move. Then you start a slow rhythm, bucking upward against your panties so they grind on your clit and work you up. 

“That's it, baby,” Dazai coos lowly, petting your thigh with his free hand. After a while when your speed increases and you start whining his name, he unbuckles his belt, works open his button and fly, and pulls his dick out, giving it strokes that match the time of your grinding.

“Fuck, this is hot,” he sighs. “I could watch you get yourself off all day.”

“But I want you,” you whine. You start kneading and pawing at your boobs as well, staring right up at Dazai. “Fuck me,” you beg softly.

Dazai bites his lip but says nothing, watching you with his greedy, hungry eyes.

“Please,” you breathily beg, searching for more pressure that just doesn’t exist in your current predicament. “Please, Dazai, please. Please.”

“God, it’s so hot when you beg,” he finally says, letting go of his dick. He grabs your panties with both hands and pulls them down your legs before haphazardly throwing them over his shoulder to land somewhere else.

“I want you so bad, Dazai. Please. Please.”

“Shhh,” he coos softly, leaning down over you. His lips brush yours and he intersperses tiny kisses with tiny shushes as his fingers collect your wetness. You desperately chase his lips, but he keeps pulling away. He even has the audacity to chuckle in your face.

“Don’t worry, needy girl.” He hisses softly, and you vaguely get the impression that his arm is moving-- he must be stroking himself with your wetness. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

You nod frantically, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He asks if you’re ready, and you keep nodding and nodding and finally he slips the tip inside and you moan into his face.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans, sinking further and further into you. “Love this pussy. It’s so fucking good to me.”

“I love you,” you whine and he chuckles again as he bottoms out.

“I love you,” he mutters against your lips and kisses you properly, not teasing or withholding anymore.

And that’s when the door opens.

“What the fuck?! Dazai!” Chuuya yells, scrambling for what to say next. Dazai sighs dramatically, letting the noise turn into a groan. He stands up without pulling out of you and turns his upper body toward Chuuya.

“What do you want?” he snaps. “I’m kind of busy here.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” There’s a scuffle and some noise from the hallway, but to your surprise Chuuya calmly calls over his shoulder “Don’t worry about it-- I’ve got it under control,” and then closes and locks the door behind him. He takes his hat off and hangs it on the back of the door then turns back to you two.

“I thought you were fucking joking, you dumbass.”

“I never joke about my lady’s pleasure,” Dazai says, and you narrow your eyes at him.

“What is he talking about?” Your whole body is flushed with embarrassment and fear and now confusion. Your heart is thrumming in your chest, afraid of being yelled at or in trouble with the fucking Port Mafia, but Dazai is acting so nonchalant, and all Chuuya does is tsk.

“You didn’t even tell her? How the fuck did you get her here if you didn’t tell her?”

“Tell me what? Dazai?”

Dazai groans and turns back fully to you, grinding against you, making you gasp. “I told you that you weren’t in any danger. Chuuya knew we were coming.”

“I didn’t know. You said it like a fucking joke.”

“Dazai, tell me what--”

“I asked Chuuya if he’d let us fuck in his office if he got to join in if he caught us, and he said yes.”

“I thought you were joking!”

“Join in…?”

Dazai’s eyes lock on yours but he doesn’t say anything. Your eyes are softer than he expected and now he’s starting to realize maybe he didn’t make the right call here. Now he’ll actually have to put his money where his mouth is and let his ex-partner fuck his girlfriend.

Dazai easily regains his composure and turns to look at Chuuya again.

“Well?” he asks. “Why are you still standing there? You caught us, so come here.”

Chuuya hesitates.

“She okay with this?” he asks. “Man, I don’t even know her name.”

“That’s because you haven’t introduced yourself yet, slug. Now come here.”

“Don’t boss me around,” he grumbles as he crosses the room. Finally he’s standing over you and his eyes lock purely on yours, not straying in the slightest to any of your exposed skin.

“Sorry we weren’t properly introduced because your boyfriend’s a fucking moron. I’m Nakahara Chuuya. Are you okay with this?”

“Hi, Chuuya,” you say softly. Your face is so warm as you blush; his formality makes the situation really sink in--you’re spread out naked with your boyfriend balls deep, and Chuuya’s hardly acknowledging it. “He is kind of dumb, but I like him anyway--”

“--Heeey--”

“I’m [Y/N], and yeah, you can join us. I mean, really it’s the least we could do…”

A smirk slowly overcomes Chuuya’s face.

“Oh, yeah? Gonna pay me back for the time it’s gonna take to clean my office by letting me use your pretty little body?”

Dazai grinds against you again, and you groan softly, biting your lip.

“Mhm,” you hum, nodding at Chuuya. “We’ll make it worth your time.” You reach out for his hand, and he allows you to take it. You guide it to your tit, and he chuckles.

“Right into it, huh?” he asks, massaging it gently. Dazai finally pulls partially out of you and thrusts back in, making you gasp again. Chuuya glances down at where your cunt sucks your boyfriend’s cock in, and he clicks his tongue.

“Damn, that’s kinda hot.” He pinches your nipple between his fingers, rolling it and squeezing, drawing extra whines from you.

“Isn’t she?” Dazai asks rhetorically, rubbing one of his hands across your belly and up your side. He pulls you by your hips until your ass is partially hanging off the desk. You wrap your legs around his hips and he starts his usual starting pace, fucking into you nice and deep because of the angle he has you at.

“Chuuya,” you say softly, but the way Dazai is fucking you makes everything you say sound like a breathy moan. Both of them turn slightly red from hearing you more or less moan to Chuuya. “Chuuya, take your pants off,” you add, trying to make it clear that you were trying to say this from the beginning. Dazai’s thrusts speed up and hit harder, and he starts grunting from the effort.

“Oh, fuck,” you moan, grabbing the edge of the desk for dear life. “Oh, Dazai, fuck!”

You hear the clinking of metal and turn your head to see Chuuya doing as you asked. He drops his pants, kicking them to the side after kicking his shoes off too. He unbuttons his vest and his shirt and strips until he’s only in his underwear and socks. You watch as he palms himself through his underwear, watching from a few feet away as Dazai fucks you relentlessly. Your tits jiggle, your breath shakes, your legs are trembling, and Dazai is huffing and moaning and panting above you. His head is down, his long hair hanging over his face as he watches where your cunt meets his cock--he told you once it’s one of his favorite sights, and when he gets so drunk on it like today, you believe it.

“Let me touch you,” you stumble out to Chuuya, reaching out to him again. He shuffles closer until your hand can paw at his crotch, feeling for the shape of him through cloth. He locks his hands behind his head and stands with his hips toward you, watching as you stroke him and feel him up as best you can.

“Take it off,” you huff, grabbing the elastic of his waistband. “I wanna see.”

Meanwhile, Dazai’s pace doesn’t let up. One of his hands gropes at your breasts, squeezing and almost using it as leverage to balance himself as he fucks you.

“Go on then,” Chuuya says without moving. You struggle to reach both arms over to him, but you manage to squirm away from Dazai just enough-- which he does not like-- to get your hands on Chuuya’s underwear. You pull it down a few inches and push it as much as you can until finally they drop.

His cock is a nice size-- it’s thick and when you wrap your hand around it, an inch or two and the tip are still sticking out. His pubes are thick but cleanly trimmed and with his toned, muscular body you have to admit you’re finding him really, extremely hot.

“Your hands are much softer than mine,” he grunts as you jerk him off. “Feels good.”

“She’s got an amazing mouth,” Dazai pants, finally lifting his head to watch you interact with Chuuya, though his pace never ceases. “Put on a condom and let her show you what she can do.”

“You use condoms?” Chuuya asks, glancing down at Dazai’s dick.

“No, but you will if you’re gonna put your dick anywhere near her,” he mumbles. “I don’t even like her hand on you bare.” He grimaces. “You still keep some in your desk, don’t you?”

“Old habits die hard,” Chuuya mumbles, gently touching your hand to make you let go of him. As he rounds his desk to rifle through his drawers, Dazai leans down and licks one nipple, then the other.

“I’m gonna cum in you,” he mumbles against your skin. “You’re mine. Don’t you forget that.”

“Yeah,” you moan as you agree. His fingers find his way down to your pussy, and you feel one partially slip in beside his cock, working a louder moan from you as it stretches you nicely. He pulls it out, presses in, gently stretching and filling you to the brim.

There’s a thud next to your head, and you turn to see Chuuya kneeling on the desk beside you, rolling a condom over his shaft. “Will you open that pretty mouth for me?”

You don’t even answer, you just whine and open your mouth, sticking your tongue out.

“She loves it,” Dazai says, and it comes out awfully near to a moan. “Love sucking cock, don’t you, [Y/N]?”

“Mhm,” you hum around Chuuya’s tip as he settles it on your tongue. You close your mouth around him and let him decide the pace. He goes relatively easy on you given how Dazai is still jackhammering away at your cunt, grunting and huffing though he’s far less talkative than normal.

“Yeah, look at you,” Dazai sighs blissfully. “Bet you like having two cocks, huh? Greedy girl.” His eyes are on your mouth, watching Chuuya tamely slide in and out of your mouth. He privately seethes at the way your shiny eyes stare up at Chuuya, but he’s determined to get your attention back by making you cum.

His finger, now sufficiently wet from fingering you while fucking you, slides up from your pussy to your clit. He rubs fast, wide circles over your clit. He relishes in the way your eyes widen and flicker over to him. You must have sucked in a breath and sucked harder on Chuuya, because he moans too and his hips stutter forward.

Dazai knows that you’re about to cum based on your frequent moans. He wishes he could hear them more clearly, but he also is starting to find a sick sort of pleasure in the muffled sound you make combined with the typical noises of having a cock in your mouth. Chuuya’s not too bad looking, either.

Finally it happens. You’re loud, even muffled as you are. You moan and whine, your breathing is heavy and struggles to escape through your nose, but Chuuya doesn’t retract himself to make it any easier on you. Your legs tremble, and Dazai feels proud because of it. The way your walls clench and flutter as your orgasm tears through you milks Dazai’s dick so good.

“Fuck, mm, fuck!” Dazai whimpers and drops his head, once again watching his favorite sight. He’s been fucking you so deeply, and you’ve been so exceptionally wet today, that there’s a sticky, white ring around his shaft and it only gets messier as he cums inside of you. He shoots thick ropes of white deep inside, continuing to thrust increasingly lazily as he empties his load. 

“Stop, stop,” Dazai says softly, touching Chuuya’s hips. Chuuya gives him a look but nods and backs up, finally freeing your mouth. Dazai slips out of you while leaning down to kiss you. You lick and pant into each other’s mouths, and when Dazai pulls away he slides two messy, cum-covered fingers onto your tongue.

“Taste us.”

You clean his fingers off with your mouth and try to sit up once he’s pulled his hand away and stood up himself.

Maybe it’s because of how calm and blissed out Dazai is because of his orgasm, but he lolls his head to the side and smiles lazily at Chuuya. “She’s the wettest she’s ever been,” he sighs happily. “You better get your dick wet before I change my mind. Take that stupid thing off,” he says, waving his hand at Chuuya’s condom-covered dick.

“You sure?” Chuuya asks, raising an eyebrow. He holds himself by the base, languidly stroking when his cock gives an interested twitch at what Dazai offers. Meanwhile, Dazai is helping you to your feet and peppering kisses across your face.

“Yes,” Dazai says, rolling his eyes at Chuuya, then he turns back to you. “Why don’t you take it off him, baby?”

You nod slightly and turn to Chuuya, holding your hands out toward him. He crawls to the edge of the desk beside you, observing the way your legs tremble after the pounding Dazai just gave you. You wrap your hands around him and roll the condom off, handing it to Dazai after which makes him laugh.

“Throw it away,” you mumble, then predicting what he’ll do, you quickly add on “in the trash not on the floor.”

“Yes, darling,” he coos, though it’s unmistakable how disgusted he is to be holding Chuuya’s used condom. He barely grips it with two fingers, holding it away from himself. “In the meantime, I think Chuuya should lay on the floor-- you’ll both like my idea, so just do it.”

You and Chuuya share a look as Dazai goes behind Chuuya’s desk to find a trash can, but Chuuya shrugs and gets down on the floor on his back, one arm behind his head, the other lazily stroking his cock as he looks up at you. His eyes trail down your body, from the hickeys and lovebites all over your neck and chest to your red, sore nipples all the way down to your visibly sticky wet cunt which has been slowly dribbling Dazai’s cum down your thigh.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Chuuya hisses, fisting his cock harder when he notices the cum trail.

“Isn’t she?” Dazai asks, coming back to you. He gives you a few sweet kisses, keeping his eyes cracked open to make sure Chuuya is watching. Then he takes your hands and guides you the few steps over to his former partner on the floor.

“Lay down on top of him, your back on his chest.”

“But I’m gonna--”

“You’re not gonna squish him, he’ll be fine.” Dazai holds your hands as you kneel down, straddling Chuuya’s hips backwards.

“But if you touch him you’ll nullify--”

“He’s tougher than he looks, and he already looks pretty tough-- that’s the only compliment you’re getting from me, Slug.”

Chuuya’s hands grab your waist and help you sit on his hips and then lay back so you’re against his chest.

“Not even using my ability and you’re fine, babe. Don’t worry about your weight, I don’t care.”

“‘Babe,’” Dazai quotes with an edge of bitterness in his voice. You knew he’d get a little jealous letting his former partner in the mix, but it was his idea and you’re intent on seeing it through now. You’ll never tell Dazai, but you do find Chuuya incredibly attractive and once you saw his dick today you knew you weren’t gonna be satisfied until you got your chance to cum on it.

“Babe,” Chuuya says again, helping you readjust until your head is at his shoulder and you’d be able to look at each other or even kiss if you wanted-- not that Dazai would let you.

“Don’t get too comfortable, Sluggy dearest,” Dazai says, swiping some of his cum off of your thigh and spreading it over Chuuya’s tip. “You’ll never see her again after today, so don’t go falling in love with my girl or I really will have to kill you.”

“Like you could ever do that,” Chuuya snaps back. “I’d beat you to a pulp, even without gravity manipulation.”

“Bold talk for a man with my cum on his dick,” Dazai says in an overly playful tone with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Dude, what?! You’re a freak, why did you do that?!”

“It’s gonna get on you anyway, dumbass,” Dazai says. He slides two fingers into you easily, your pussy still being open and wet and so needy for more. He collects some of his cum and your arousal, completely mixed together and unable to discern one from the other. You give a little whine at his fingers in you, and especially at them leaving you, and then Chuuya’s breath hitches and even though you can’t see, you’re pretty sure Dazai is rubbing your slick over his dick.

“Fuck,” Chuuya sighs, and you look over at his face. At first it seems like his eyes are closed, but then you realize he’s just looking at Dazai, and you look down and see Dazai smirking and giving absolute bedroom eyes at Chuuya. Your pussy clenches around nothing, another surge of arousal making you squirm.

Chuuya’s hands grip your hips, and Dazai’s eyes shift to you and he chuckles.

“What is it, baby? Use your words.”

“You’re so hot… both of you.”

“Oh, thank you,” Chuuya purrs in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin.

“You think so?” Dazai asks, and you feel something tap against your pussy. You look down and manage to catch that Dazai’s hand is still around Chuuya’s cock, moving it now, making it touch you.

“Yeah,” you moan softly, biting your lip.

“You want Chuuya to fuck you?”

“Mhm…” you hum, nodding. Chuuya chuckles softly and lets one hand roam upward over your skin until he’s palming and kneading your breast. 

“He'll do a good job, too. Won't you Chuuya?” Dazai asks, rubbing Chuuya's dick between the folds of your cunt.

“I'm gonna fuck you so good.” He sighs at the stimulation, his hips bucking up slightly. “Better than that shitty mackerel does, I bet.”

“No chance in hell,” Dazai sneers.

“Let me show her. I'll prove it.” Chuuya bucks his hips up again, trying to get his dick to slip inside. 

“No chance--”

“--Please,” you moan, cutting Dazai off. His face changes from glaring to surprise.

“Oh? You want to find out if he’s better than me?” he asks bitterly, smacking Chuuya’s dick against your pussy.

“No, I want him to fuck me,” you whine.

“That’s not what it sounded like to me.” Dazai frowns, gloom overcoming him.

“Make her cum before I do then, jackass,” Chuuya says, largely ignoring Dazai as he plays with your tits. “Prove you’re better than me.”

“Make me cum, Dazai. Let me use Chuuya like a fuck toy.”

“God damn,” Chuuya says, bucking his hips up again. “I know that’s all I am, but fuck.”

“Yeah…” Dazai’s frown slowly turns to a smirk. “He is just a fuck toy. A big fuck toy that’s gonna fill you up with cum just how you like.” As you and Chuuya give Dazai identical confused looks, Dazai points Chuuya’s cock at your hole and guides him in. The tip drags against your inner walls so well and has you moaning and grinding down on him.

“Go, Slug. Fuck my girl.”

Chuuya’s hips immediately start thrusting up into you. He braces his feet on the floor to get a better angle and he loses himself fucking you. 

“Holy fuck you’re wet,” he huffs. “So fucking good.”

“Oh, yeah,” you moan, reaching up and around to hold the side of his head. “Oh, fuck. Chuuya.”

Dazai tries not to react to the way you moan Chuuya’s name and caress him. It’ll be over soon and he’s not about to let his jealousy take away from the incredibles view he has of your pussy being rammed by a nice, thick cock-- not that he’d ever say those words out loud for Slug to hear. 

He kneels between yours and Chuuya’s legs and runs his hands across your abdomen and belly and near your cunt, calculating how long he think the two of you are gonna last. He knows you’re already sensitive from cumming with him before, and Chuuya hasn’t cum yet at all, so maybe if Dazai gets your pussy clenching around him it’ll be over within five minutes tops.

Dazai leans down with that plan in mind and without impeding Chuuya’s thrusting, he gets his face right up to your cunt and uses the tip of his tongue to circle your clit. You whimper and buck your hips up, then push them back down to meet Chuuya. Dazai doesn’t even need to spit on you-- you’re plenty wet enough-- but he does it anyway, landing a glob right on your swollen clit. He uses the excess wetness to have his tongue gliding effortlessly in circles around your nub. Finally he gets your attention again, and you moan his name. The hand that isn’t in Chuuya’s hair slides down into Dazai’s, and he relaxes a bit now that you’re touching him.

The combination of Chuuya fucking you from behind and Dazai’s tongue now flicking relentlessly back and forth over your clit-- all the wet sounds, the smell of Chuuya’s cologne, his moaning in your ear, his hands still tweaking and playing with your incredibly over-sensitive nipples-- it’s too much. You can’t even talk; you can’t tell either one how you feel, how good they are. You can hardly moan, most of what comes out of you being only broken, stuttery noises thanks to the way Chuuya’s movements wrack your whole body and control the way even your breathing works right now.

I’m not gonna last. I’m not gonna last. I’m not gonna make it. you think, but you’re unable to warn either one of them. Chuuya must know it’s coming from the way your cunt clenches around him. He hisses and turns his head so his lips hover over your nose, moaning your name right at you.

Finally it happens when Dazai sucks on your clit and pushes a finger into your tight cunt alongside Chuuya’s cock. It’s overwhelming. There’s too much happening, too much going on from the both of them. You’re completely dumb on Chuuya’s cock, complete putty in Dazai’s hands.

You cum hard, arching your back up to let Chuuya fuck you deeper if possible. You squirt profusely, drenching Dazai’s mouth and getting a surprised chuckle from him.

“Good girl,” he praises, but you barely hear it over the way Chuuya shouts a string of swears next to your face. His hands finally leave your tits and grip your hips hard. He only thrusts a few more times before he’s cumming too, painting the inside of your cunt white for the second time. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Chuuya chants as he comes down, his movements slowing until he’s finally completely still. Dazai sits up and smiles a shit-eating grin at you.

“We made her squirt, Slug. Did you feel it?”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he groans, dropping his head back and turning it away from you. “I’m not cleaning that shit up, though.”

“Did you cum inside…?” you ask quietly as Dazai starts maneuvering Chuuya’s softening dick out of you.

“He said to,” Chuuya says flippantly.

“Think about it, baby,” Dazai says. “There’s no way his shitty little swimmers will beat mine. If you get pregnant, that's gonna be my baby in there.”

“It’s only ‘cause you’re a shitty mackerel. Fish swim.”

[cod-indulgences]

König x female!reader, fingering, vaginal sex, soft smut, no real warnings here this is just sweet

König loves it when you sprawl on top of him after a long day, wearing one of his big shirts, your face tucked into his neck and your legs and arms limp. You call him your big cuddly cat, and he laughs and kneads your thighs and ass with his big paws, threatening to eat up the little rabbit that's crossed his path.

Like this he can reach most of your body, digging his fingers into the meat of your thighs, coaxing them to spread open a little further, gripping your ass and hips and massaging the flesh until you're melting into him. He might be the big cat, but you're purring on him, warm and relaxed as he cradles you. It's almost too sweet to disturb.

But he's just a man with his girl sprawled over him, and the next pass of his hands grips your ass and lifts, arching your back a little, and he turns to kiss the tip of your ear as his fingers slide into the cleft of your ass, rubbing down the center of you where your thighs part further. You coo and twine your arms up around König's neck, rocking into the soft touch of his hands, letting the big soldier grope and squeeze your flesh to his liking. You lay soft kisses against his throat, rocking back into his hands, a soft moan slipping past your lips when he finally slides two fingers under the thin strip of fabric and over your soft, damp folds.

He's so good with his hands- big and scarred and strong, rough and stained with blood but always so gentle against your body. He touches you like you're precious, sweeps of his fingers up and down to spread the slick starting to leak from your pussy, easing the friction as he starts playing with your clit, drawing more moans out of you. His other hand keeps squeezing and playing with your ass, pushing your panties down your thighs, groaning when he slides a finger into you and feels how hot and wet you are inside.

You know he's hard under you, though you're not placed to feel it- König's hips are rocking up, shifting your weight as he fingers you to the same rhythm, and you crane your neck to meet his lips for sweet, wet kisses, panting into each other's mouths. He's sucking on your tongue when you get your hands beneath you, braced on his chest to sit up, flinging the loose shirt away. He grins at the sight of your bare breasts and pulls you forward to get his mouth around a nipple.

You moan and lean down to let him get more of your breast into his mouth, watching as he suckles, his eyes nearly rolling in his head as he works your nipple with his tongue and lips, still steadily fingering you, soft wet sounds leaking out from around his finger. When he adds a second you moan and rock back onto his hand, using your own to tease your neglected nipple. König pulls away with a wet pop, finally releasing your ass to fumble with his pants, drawing his cock out with a gasp, the tip rubbing immediately against your pussy, spreading his own precome against you.

His sticky hand steadies your hips, and you reach between your legs to angle him, both moaning together as König fills you in a long smooth slide, your pussy sinking over him until you whine with the full, deep pressure of bottoming out, your ass resting against his thighs.

König gives you a moment to adjust, quivering around his cock, before he begins to lift your ass and bring you down again with sharp thrusts. You moan helplessly into his neck, letting him control the pace as he rocks his hips up in rhythm, driving deeper as your pussy clenches and drags at his cock, reluctant to let him go. You cry out as he grinds into you, your clit trapped between your bodies and rubbing against his pubic hair, and König swears and thrusts again, faster, squeezing your hips and ass. The room is full of the wet sounds of your fucking, gasps and moans, König kissing the side of your face and hair until he can catch your open mouth, licking into you and swallowing your moans.

"Look at me, meine liebe," he urges, and you manage to pry your eyes open through the growing pleasure. "Zeig mir, wie schön du bist, wenn du kommst," and you can't look away from him as König shoves a hand between your bodies and finds your clit, sliding two fingers around it to tease the sensitive nub. You pant against him, moaning at each thrust, and when you finally hit that sharp peak, pleasure rolling through your body, you feel König shudder with you, groaning deep in his chest. His thighs shake as he thrusts deep and grinds into you, his cock spilling into your pussy, leaking come where your bodies are joined.

Your collapse against his chest, catching your breath as you trail your fingers up his chest and over his arms, pressing little kisses to his throat, savoring the take of his skin. König murmurs soft German against your hair, holding your hips to keep his cock inside you, heavy and warm, his own breathing evening out.

You settle back against his body again, like before but boneless, still connected between your pussy and his slowly softening cock. You let your fingers twine through König's hair, nuzzling your faces together, as warm and sated as you could be.

[kamosaki]

Folded

Pairing: Toji x Wife!Reader

Summary: You just wanted to do the laundry and Toji just wanted to do you

Warnings: Swearing, smut (mdni), oral f!receiving, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex

Your back ached as you bent down to put yet another load of laundry in the washing machine. Practically everyone in the house was out of clothes. Lucky for you the kids were at your parents for the night so you could just wear Toji's shirt and an old pair of underwear. But not so lucky for you this outfit drove your husband crazy.

"C'mon mama, you know how long it's been since I seen that pretty ass in a thong, just bend over f'me." Toji was kneading at the flesh of your ass as he leaned up against you. You paid him no mind as you got clothes out of the dryer and through them in the laundry basket.

"The last time I wore a thong I got pregnant." you say as you place the basket on your hip and head to your bedroom. "I remember that night, I fucked you so good you were crying. Then you cried again when you saw those two pink lines." he laughs.

You smack his chest before setting the laundry basket on the bed. "Thats not funny." He stretches across the bed in front of you so there's no where to fold the clothes. "Excuse you, I'm trying to fold our laundry." You attempt to push him off the bed but he doesn't budge.

"And I'm trying to fold my wife but she's too worried about our kids socks." he says as he puts his hand behind his head and closes his eyes. "What does that even mean?" You go to move the basket yet again but suddenly you feel your husband's arms wrapped around your waist and you're being tossed on the bed.

"What the hell Toji?" He's got you on your back with your knees pressed all the way to your chest. "This is what I meant, mama." he whispers against your neck. All that separates his aching boner and your dampening cunt is your thong and his sweatpants.

"But the clothes..." you say knowing you really don't care about the laundry anymore. "Fuck the laundry. You gonna let me have a taste or what." You throw your head back before nodding. He lowers himself as he pulls your panties to the side. "Hold your legs back doll."

You move to keep your legs spread the way they are. "Atta girl." He licks a stripe all the way up your leaking folds. "Taste so good mama. Love this pussy." You clench at his vulgar words. "You clenchin around nothing? Lemme fix that." He runs a finger through your folds before slipping inside.

A moan escapes you as you feel him suckle your clit. The blend of the two sensations has you reeling. "That feel good, doll?" The only reply he gets is a whine as you start squirming beneath him. He lifts his face from your soaked core. "Don't start running now, we just getting started."

"Babe, please." you beg. "Be patient, mama. Ima give it to you good." He lowers his sweatpants to pull out his aching cock. No matter how many times you sleep with your husband his size always intimidated you. You gasp when you feel him nudge against your clit. He collects your arousal on his tip before gently starting to slide in.

He's holding your legs now. He watches your hands ball into fists as your body adjusts to the intrusion. "Doing so good f'me. Look so pretty taking me like this." You look away, the praises suddenly making you grow shy.

"Keep your eyes on me doll. Wanna see how good I make you feel." He bottoms out with this statement. He lifts your legs so they're against his shoulders now. You can feel every inch of him like this. Gently, he pulls his hips back before thrusting forward. You throw your head back in pleasure. "What'd I say about looking away?"

He grabs the back of your head and forces you to look at where the two of you are connected. It's a vulgar sight, watching how he slips in and out of you. That being said, you can't look away. "You like seeing chow I stretch that pussy out, mama?" he asks with a harsh thrust. "Yes!" you cry out and he finally lets you lay your head back down.

He's thrusts are rough now. The bed frame squeaks with every move, the beds a mess, and you can't even form a coherent thought. "Mmm." you whine not even fully aware your doing it. Toji leans down so your eye to eye. "What was that, doll?" He doesn't slow his brutal pace, if anything he started going even harder.

"I-ah." you try and fail at answering him. "You gonna cum? That way your tying to say?" He feels as you clench down around him. Having been together so long, he knows your body and it's queues. "Mhm." you nod, agreeing.

"Me too, mama. You gonna let me cum in this pussy?" Toji asks into your neck, placing gentle kisses wherever he can reach. Your eyes flutter closed feeling him on your neck. "Yes, please cum in me." Thats the first full sentence you've been able to say in a while and he was listening.

You feel his hand slip between your bodies and start toying with your clit. Your nails dig into his biceps as you feel your orgasm building. Tojis thrusts get increasingly sloppy as he nears his own high. You cry out as you let go.

Tojis not far behind you, soon you feel him pumping his release inside you. He practically collapses on top of you as you feel his entire body weight press you into the mattress. Slowly he pulls out, careful due to how sensitive you are.

Just as he's about to speak the sound indicating the washing machine is done goes off. "Damnit." Instantly you're up and on your feet. At least you were for about a second before your legs gave out on you. You hear Toji laughing on the bed above you. "It's not funny, asshole."

A/n: Wrote this instead of folding my own laundry </3

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[urprettylittlething]

Hiii! Could I ask for a scenario about Cursed Kitty AU? Our little kitty is in her eating season and wants it so much... One morning, she wakes Gojo (or both of them) up with a blowjob... Thanks in advance~ I love this au! ^^

Thank you so much for this request, I truly apologise that it's taken me so long to get around to it but its finally here! I hope its okay <3 I kept it open so you can imagine either Gojo or Geto being the ones to receive the special treatment :)

Desperation

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Yandere - Gojo Satoru x CursedKitty! Reader x Geto Suguru

A/N - thank you so much for all the love coming in on my recent post, it means the world <3 please enjoy this lovely little smutty drabble requested, I don't know if its my best work, I'm feeling a little rusty, but please enjoy nonetheless, let me know your thoughts :) I really appreciate and value what you guys think <33 I love you all so much <3 as always let me know of any errors or missed warnings, I try my best but sometimes I miss things :,)

summary - Kitty is too desperate to wait, so she takes things (a cock) into her own hands.

warnings - Yandere but it's practically non-existent here, could be seen as dubcon since they haven't spoken about it beforehand, but it is very well received and they would 100% want it again, smut ofc, hand job, mixed in with some blowjob action, she's also trying to hump the bed so there's that

genre - Drabble

word count - 450

~spelling and grammar checked~

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Snuggling deeper into the warmth that was surrounding her, Kitty searched desperately for any kind of relief. Her stomach muscles were tense, cramping up with every passing second since she had woken up.

She tries desperately to get back to sleep but the pulsating ache between her legs forbids it. No amount of rubbing or humping is fixing this little issue of hers. Even her whimpering and moaning hasn’t woken the two sorcerers sleeping either side of her.

What she noticed though, between all her fidgeting, was something particularly hard between the pair's legs. She could feel the throbbing anytime she brushed up against them, the warmth seeping through her skin. It’s something she is currently craving, yearning for, and since none of them have bothered to wake up and help her, she’s decided to take it for herself.

Shuffling down under the covers, Kitty paws at the first pair of legs she gets to. Nuzzling next to the warmth between the legs she turns her head and starts to suckle on the hard mass through his boxers.

Her hands almost frantically try to tug down the underwear he’s wearing, practically drooling at the sight of his cock being revealed to her.

She thinks that it looks heavy, almost bouncing when she pulls the boxers fully away. The flushed tip was almost dripping with liquid from where she’d been rubbing all over it.

Her ears flutter as her body does a full shiver, licking from base to tip she envelops the head into her mouth, sucking and licking as she does.

Her thighs rub and squeeze together as she moans around the cock in her mouth. Her tail curled and uncurling in delight.

Both of her hands come up, wrapping around his cock as best as they can and start pumping. She knows, has been taught, by the two of them that when she does this she can get the delicious milk they provide just for her. And she wants it bad.

So she lays there, sucking, licking, pumping away at his cock, practically humping the bed in her throes of pleasure. Startled nearly half to death when a hand comes down on the top of her head. Kneading deeply into the base of her fluttering ears and pushing her further down his cock every so slightly.

“Don’t stop now Kitty, come on, keep going.” A deep voice calls out announcing his awareness. Her eyes roll back, now working in tandem for what she so desperately wants.

Between the low grunts and moans she can just about make out a second voice, rumbling deep in his chest as laughter, before the sheets get pulled away.

“…Such a desperate little Kitty.”

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[lizzy019]

𝒮𝒶𝓎 𝒞𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓈𝑒!

Dom!Johnny Cade x Sub!Fem!Reader

cw -> filming, cum play, breast play, light degradation (literally like- once), lmk if i missed something!

Word Count -> 1K

It’s held in the 60s guys, so I gotta stay true to it. Old fashioned cameras!

Laying on your back while the camera was taking ages to turn on, you lazily have your hand on Johnny’s hip while he sets it up. 

You were talking about either holding the camera or standing it up, both of you coming to an agreement that having it standing would be more appealing and it’d be better to just take the camera after for some after play.

After what felt like eons, the camera finally turned on and a tape was inserted so it could record properly. Johnny was excited you even agreed to this.

He’d set up a list.. for some odd reason. First, foreplay. Second, sixty nine. Third, actual shaboinking. Four, a sweet scene to tie it together. The amount of time Johnny spent on this was concerning.

Regardless, once the camera was recording, it all began.

Hands came to knead your breasts, his knee grinding against your pussy for some reaction while he looked at the simple vibrator. 

Sex toys weren't popular in the 60s, however he got his hands on one is crazy.

He gently placed it to your clit, the soft buzzing being overpowered by your moans from the tickle of the machinery. It was rather.. pleasant though.

Hands moved to grasp his shoulders in a panic once the settings were turned up quite fast.

“Oh Johnny! Ah, wait, I don’t wanna cum so early, fuck!” You cried out, squeezing his flesh tightly.

Johnny couldn't help but chuckle, making the setting go up just a bit more before he really saw how close he was to getting the first orgasm outta you.

Eyes watery, body twitchy and moans not able to be silenced. You were close and he was excited from the sight.

All of a sudden, the white pleasure hit. Your climax made your back arch off the bed, making you clench on nothing as your arousal fluid spews out onto Johnny’s lower abdomen. You were oblivious to it on your way down from your high.

Johnny wasted no time however, he stripped to the bare minimum and began to get into proper positioning before waiting for you to join.

Head at his crotch and his at yours, you started first by sliding his little bit of foreskin from his tip to reveal the pretty pink colour oozing precum. Your tongue reacted by itself, it was like salty ice cream.

He started shortly after, hands slapping the fat of your ass while he ate your sensitive pussy out like it was his last meal. With his family, it was probably the only good meal he’d get anyway.

Johnny was fighting moans when you suckled at all his little sensitive spots, struggling to hold on when you squeezed his balls so carelessly.

He was nearing his release, and you honestly couldn't even tell if you’d cum again or if you were just dazed. Your first orgasm paired with strenuous activity after was draining.

Once Johnny had let a moan rip from his chest when he shot his seed all down your throat, you let yourself swallow it all before adjusting once more.

Doggy style.

“All fours, like a real female dog. A bitch.” He snarled almost, adjusting behind you before staring into the camera for a second or two. Oh, he was so ready to watch this like it was his favourite show.

Well, it was.. because it had you in it.

A harsh thrust into your walks signaled you to moan out, arms giving out as you let yourself be handled by him. The relentless pounding had you crying out in ecstasy.

“Oh fuck, Johnny, hurts! Hurts, baby..” You whined out, clawing at the sheets in a helpless attempt to ground yourself from the pleasure.

At the sudden whines of pain, Johnny stopped for a second or two, giving your rear a light pat before starting up again.

This amount of time wasn’t sufficient, but you knew it was all you were gonna get so you took it without complaint. Well- the only complaint now was that another climax was nearing.

You couldn't even say anything, only emit a loud cry before the climax hit you. Walls clamping, body seizing up and the moist feeling of your squirt hit poor Johnny’s body.

However, this didn’t stop the determined young fellow. He kept going relentlessly, kissing your face all over in silent praise as moans spoke for themselves when he reached his peak too.

Coming down from such strong, shared highs, you watch as he looks into your oozing core, stuffing his face in to suck out any cum before spitting it onto your chest to rub it in.

To claim you as his.

His bitch.

The feeling makes you a bit disgusted, but you simply accept it and sigh happily. What a dream that was.

Johnny hops off to find a warm towel to clean you both up, arriving in no less than a few seconds with a damp hand towel and using it to clean your exterior. Chest and pussy mess.

He cleans his own mess and the squirt you’d shot at him after, finally pressing a kiss to your lips sweetly and chastely before moving to turn off the camera and save the tape.

“I think that was pretty good, no?” You asked with a soft smile, admiring every inch of his body.

From his poking out ribs to his sweet tender fingers meticulously working the camera, you were even swooning over the way he looked while focused.

“Yeah baby, you were yellin’ bloody hell over there. Enjoyed yourself?” He asked with his signature soft smile, making it bring a smile to your own face.

A nod came in response as you settled into bed and watched him for the remaining time before your eyes shut and everything faded into a calm and relaxing haven of sleep. 

[mariamakeslemons]

Kinktober 2024: Day 1 Handjob/Breast worship

Warning: Female Reader with tits, whiny Johnny, MDNI

Johnny whines so sweetly against your breast, mouthing at what skin he can get to. Your pretty puppy, sweet boy Johnny, is so drunk on the orgasms you’ve already given him, he can’t properly complete what he said he’d do to you.

“Ah promise bonnie,” he had said, “Ah’m gonna make ye cum wi’ jus’ yer bonnie tits.”

“Come on, baby,” you coo, “Didn’t you say you were going to make me cum with just my tits?”

“Please,” Johnny whines, bucking his hips against your hand, still loosely wrapped around his twitching, red cock. He runs his teeth against your skin, soft bites as opposed to the usual harsh nips he’d give. Of course, you’d usually let him lead, let him be as rough as he wanted. Now, though, Johnny was being your sweet boy. Drooling against your tits, he makes big moony eyes at you with trembling lip, pleading, “Please bonnie, lemme go. Wanna cum ‘gain.”

“But I haven’t come yet,” you tease, using your free hand to pet his hair, “You said that I’d cum from my tits. Remember, Johnny baby?”

“Cum,” he whimpers, shifting up to lick at your nipple. The thrill runs down your spine so pleasurably as Johnny seems to lose his mind when you retighten your grip around his erection. One good thing about your sweet boy is he’s a slut for overstimulation, more than happy to walk through the pain that comes after pleasure for more pleasure. He bucks again and again, trying to cum again. You loosen your hold and he whimpers, turning back to lapping at your tits desperately.

“Bonnie lass. Lovely girl,” Johnny whines, “Please.”

“This isn’t going to happen until I cum, just how you said I would,” you tease. Johnny groans, before it shifts to a snarl as he pushes you back. You giggle before letting out your own moan when Johnny starts really laving his attention to your tits.

“Gonna make ye cum,” he growls, “Gonna be good. Ah’m a good boy.”

“Y-yuh-you’re being a very go-good boy,” you moan as he suckles on your tits eagerly. His hands finally join his mouth, kneading at your tits as his tongue laves across your nipples purposefully. Your hand is still on his cock, tightening back up to give him something to hump into as he finally works to make good his promise.

Soft suckles, hard teeth scrapes, a gentle knead followed by a harsh scrape of his nails. Johnny is being so fucking good to you, all to make you cum without a touch to your pussy. You moan happily, loosening your hand around his cock only to play with his balls softly.

“Fook,” Johnny exhales, sounding so much like he had in the video Gaz had sent you, when Ghost had gotten your Johnny in the gut with a punch. He whines when your hand dances up to tease at the head of his cock.

“After,” you assure him, humming happily when he takes a nipple in his mouth to properly suck. That seems to entice him to work harder, sucking and licking and groping. It’s desperate and aggressive, but so fucking good for you. Your toes are curling as your pleasure builds, having finally gathered low in your belly after all the unintentional teasing your sweet Johnny did. One of his hands trails down to wrap around your own, tightening your grip around his cock to really jerk at it.

“Sweetes’ fooken’ tits,” he growls against your skin, dragging his teeth across your nipple, “Bonnie bird wi’ th’ sweetes’tits, all fer me.” You gasp, throwing your head back as your orgasm surprises you, clenching around nothing as Johnny moans happily.

“Ah did it,” Johnny rumbles happily before keening, striping you in his warm cum. You both stay laying together, catching your breath.

“You did,” you eventually agree, running your fingers through his hair, “What a good boy.”

“An’ as a good boy,” Johnny grumbles into your skin, “Ah deman’ cuddles.” You laugh, but comply, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend, more than ready to take a nap.

[binsito]

Okey okey okey how bout SKZ giving a Greek kiss?

ahh yes.. butt stuff 😈 (this was literally marinating in my drafts hello..)

warning: some of them are m receiving so don't ready if uncomfy :) also usage of words like princess and etc, just straight up anal stuff, skip if this is not ur cup of tea

bangchan: he would have you lay down on your tummy, kneading your ass gently and giving you a massage. he wanted his baby to be relaxed and taken care of. your breath hitches when you feel him suck on your asscheek gently while he squeezes the other one tightly. he would slowly move his mouth to your center, opening you up for him and circling his tongue around your tight hole. once he got more confident, he would begin to basically make out with your ass. you two didn't actively have anal sex, so feeling his tongue between your cheeks made you squirm in pleasure. "what if i trained this little hole to take me too, hm baby?.." leeknow: minho on the other hand loves anal sex with his s/o ♡ he likes to give and receive so you would both take turns with each other. you would spit on his hole and suck on it, making sure to leave him wet before you would tease him with a finger. he would sloppily lick you and flatten his tongue against your hole while his hand would cup your cunt, rubbing it to give it some friction while he absolutely devoured your asshole. greek kissing was always a must before penetrative anal sex with his baby. he needed you to be nice and slick for his cock.

changbin: occasionally when he would eat you out, he would let his tongue travel further down, suckling on your other hole which would earn him a surprised mewl. he loved your reactions whenever he would do this. he didn't leave any crevice untouched, sometimes he would even get you to cum just by him lapping at your asshole. you were so sensitive down there and he was a sucker for the breathy moans you would cry out when you would orgasm from his mouth pleasuring your ass. he loves it when you sit on his face, ass nearly suffocating him but he doesn't mind as long as he gets to kiss your hole and taste it. "fuckk.. this sweet ass is all mine, princess.. let me have one more taste, baby.. promise i'll fuck it after.. it just tastes so good.." hyunjin: he likes to be extremely sensual about it, tracing a finger along your hole before he presses a firm kiss to it. tongue poking at it before he licks a long and painfully slow stripe between your cheeks. he's also another one that would like his partner to try greek kissing on him, shivering and getting goosebumps all over his skin. he could cum just from feeling your lips on his hole and he has, sooo many times that he's lost count. he feels a little embarrassed at how badly his cock leaks and makes a mess on the bed but the pleasure overrides that feeling. han: when he's not buried deep, head first into your cunt, he's in your pretty ass. being the sweet and obedient partner you were, you would hold yourself open for him as he ravished your hole. he tried being patient, slowly working you up with teasing kisses to your cheeks, little nibbles here and there - but han jisung is such a horny idiot that he couldn't help himself from diving straight into you. he would be swearing and moaning - all of it muffled between your asscheeks which would in turn cause them to vibrate and would feel so, so good ♡ "shit.. this ass is fucking unreal.." he'd groan, spitting on your hole and watching it trickle

felix: it might've started off as a joke, felix saying you look so good, he'd eat your ass. you dared him to and that's how you found yourself in this situation, him grunting deeply as he held you open wide for him to have perfect access to your hole. he thought it would be super fun to include flavored lube to lick it off teasingly. the sweet taste of strawberry and your essence making his cock swell. he would pepper kisses everywhere, occasionally missing your hole on purpose to make you squirm. "maybe i should joke about things more often to get you to try them with me, baby.." he giggles softly before biting your asscheek hard.

seungmin: he would occasionally jerk off in the shower while you knelt behind him, licking at his hole and kissing it to help him cum. he's never cum this hard in his life until you both discovered how good this makes him feel. it makes him feel very vulnerable in a good way, ball tightening as he watches his cum shoot out helplessly. he was really into exploring anal so once he knew it felt amazing for him, he wanted to return you the favor. he would switch positions with you, burying his face into your cute little ass as he moaned softly. sucking on your hole as you whined out his name. "oh baby.. i don't wanna leave the shower.. promise me we can have more afterwards? so yummy.." jeongin: please use this man's face as a chair, i swear to god. he would literally beg you to have a taste while you were doing tasks around the house or even work. ass in his face as you would wash dishes, he just loved how your knees would buckle. maybe he'd be watching tv and he'd ask you to come over, bending you over him so he could taste you a bit while his tv show was going through a commercial break. "j-jeongin.. the show's back on.." your breath hitching but he didn't seem to care, too busy with your hole to even care, tongue starting to slowly fuck you, your pussy clenching around nothing.

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

[kteezy997]

He’s Out of My League part 3//matt rife (the end)

Warnings: okay this is FILTHY smut, including oral sex (f receiving), cursing, spanking, and aftercare

“I just couldn’t get you out of my mind, I couldn’t stop looking at you.” Matt admitted in the Uber as you left the club.

“Oh my gosh. You’re so sweet. I couldn’t stop looking at you either.”

Matt put his arm across your lap, placing his hand on your outer thigh. You snuggled close to him, and felt really comfortable.

On the way to his hotel, you alternated between kissing his neck and him making out with you. He’d squeeze your thigh, or run his nails along your skin. The anticipation was palpable on both ends.

It didn’t take long for you both to get completely naked when you got into his room. You were on cloud 9 as his eyes scanned over your nude body. Matt Rife couldn’t take his eyes off or you, or his hands.

He grabbed you by the waist, and used his body weight against you to make you crash onto the bed and lay on your back. He kissed you tenderly, letting his hands roam slowly up and down your body. You heard him begin to moan softly as he moved his lips down to your neck.

You moaned as he cascaded down between your breasts, leaving wet, sloppy kisses there. He took a breast in each hand and squeezed them, and ran his thumbs over your hard nipples. He puckered his lips and latched onto your left nipple. He swirled his tongue around it, and sucked as he kneaded your breast. He left your tit with a pop from his mouth, and lapped over your right nipple and suckled on it before kissing down the middle of your rib cage. Matt made a trail all the way down your stomach.

He spread your legs, kissed each of your inner thighs and then dipped between them. You felt him lick and suck on your clit like a savage. This went on for several minutes. He used his fingers inside of you as well, finding a rhythm and curling his digits upward just right. You writhed and whined like mad, throwing your hands into his hair, which was quite thick and soft on top, and easy to grab on to.

Matt wasn’t afraid to really go to town on you, he used his tongue, his lips, and even his nose. It was rather messy, but it was amazing. You felt the adrenaline rush in your lower tummy, and your legs started to shake. He kept a firm grip on your thighs, holding you down the entire time. You hoped his hands would leave marks. That way you could look at them for days and remember how Matt Rife had his way with you.

You were on the brink, but he stopped, raised up and placed his hips between your thighs. His ripped body looked incredible. He was easily the hottest guy you’d ever been with, or even laid your eyes upon.

Matt took ahold of your legs, thrusted forward and slid his cock into you. You were soaked, so his length pushed inside of you with ease. His tip hit your cervix, “Fuck!” you cried.

He grinned, and slid his hands down from your legs to your waist and he held you down on the bed. He created a rhythm, pumping his cock into your throbbing core steadily. You moaned like a little bitch. It felt so fucking good, you never wanted him to stop. You wrapped your legs around him tightly. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl.” he said.

You looked up at him, mesmerized by his arms flexing with each thrust. The sight of his abs rippling as he fucked you was almost too much. This man was insanely jacked. His little gold cross on a chain around his neck dangled back and forth with his movements and grazed his jawline and hit his puffed out chest. He had a dusting of hair on his chest that was a nice, soft contrast to his sculpted physique.

Your body started to quiver and shake even more as you felt like you were in a dream, watching this god of a man fuck you like it was his job. You were brought back to reality as Matt flipped you over and reentered you from behind.

He gave you a light smack on the ass, testing the waters with you. You let out a little yelp, followed by a moan, which must have been a good sign for him because he spanked you a couple more times.

His heavy balls slapped your clit, and his hips smacked your ass with each thrust. All the contact and the noise coming from your bodies was sending you over the edge. “Oh my god, Matt!” you screamed, not caring about the other patrons on the hotel floor. “Don’t stop! I’m gonna come!”

Matt grabbed a fistful off your hair, carefully yanking your head up. “Come, y/n! Be a good girl for me, babe.” He somehow picked up speed, and hit your cervix repeatedly and it was like your whole body was vibrating and you felt your heartbeat in your pussy, pounding just as hard as Matt was pounding you.

You moaned like a pornstar as you came, but you were certain that no porn actor had ever felt as good as you did in that moment. He pulled out, and you collapsed on the bed immediately after.

Matt was a true gentleman, he got a warm wash cloth from the bathroom to clean you up with, and he got you tucked in underneath the covers. He then wrapped you up in his strong arms and you both got all comfy in the bed. He kissed you on the cheek when you got settled in and snuggled up. And you slept like a baby.

[antoncore]

i hope these are okay!!!! also i didn’t rly proofread these. but enjoy! i hope u like them i got a little carried away lol but happy birthday 🫶🏻🫶🏻

- 🧸 anon

sohee + anton

your back is propped up against the headboard while you hold your forearms out in front of you for sohee. gently, he wraps the silky pink ribbon around your wrists, knotting them into a bow while anton squirms next to you. “happy birthday, princess” the younger boy whispers, nibbling on your earlobe as his large hand makes its way to your thighs, kneading the flesh softly.

“is that too tight?” sohee asks you, his eyes looks a little glossy, tongue slipping out to lick his lower lip. his gaze flits back up to yours, looking for approval. you nod, “it’s fine,” you gulp, anton’s hands moving back up your body to find your breasts. they bought you a pretty lingerie set and gifted it to you the day before, not needing to ask you twice to put it on for them today. anton’s fingers ghost over your nipples, barely covered by any material, before he taps at your lips. you open, almost instinctively, and he pushes two fingers towards the back of your tongue. you whine, sohee settling between your thighs, his tongue licking at the thin piece of lace covering your heat. he laps just over your clit for a minute, suckling on the part covering your hole, your whines getting more desperate and drool beginning to collect around anton’s fingers. you can’t get anything out, but you want to beg them to just fuck you already. you’ve been anticipating this moment all day, and they still have the audacity to tease you.

“what’s that, sweetheart?” sohee asks, looking up at you from between your legs, and anton takes his fingers out of your mouth, licking at them himself as he presses his growing erection into your hip. “um,” you get shy, “can you take these off for me?” you ask, wiggling your hips. sohee grins, and starts dragging ur panties off, painfully slow, “don’t wanna rip them, baby, they’re too pretty, just like you”,

“come on, been such a good girl, so patient for us” anton coos, picking you up and shuffling around to get his pants off, sohee doing the same. you’re forced onto your knees, holding yourself up (barely) by your elbows with your wrists still bound as anton grips your hips and teases your entrance with his cock. you moan, and find yourself in front of sohee’s leaking cock, anton pushing himself inside of you painfully slow, your jaw falling open in response.

sohee cradles ur face in his hand, “open up, pretty girl,” easing his length into your throat, hissing at the sensation of your warm mouth enveloping him. when anton finally bottoms out, he slowly increases his thrusting, holding your hips so tight, nails digging into your skin, while sohee holds your jaw with both hands, using your mouth to get off. it’s all so intense, tears building in your eyes, anton’s groans spurs you on, clenching around him, and hollowing your cheeks for sohee who lets out the prettiest whimpers in return.

“shit, you love this, don’t you? should do this more often, huh?” anton grunts from behind you, watching the way your pussy sucks him in, your arousal dripping down to his balls. he slaps your asscheek once, twice, causing you to choke around sohee’s cock, teeth scraping against his tip, and both boys find their release soon enough. you drink down sohee’s load, receiving babbled praise from him, and cum yourself nearly at the same time as anton shoots his release inside of you.

sungho

you’re rolled over on your side in bed next to your bf sungho after each losing count of how many times you’ve orgasmed. sungho had claimed something stupid about making you cum twenty times for it being your twentieth birthday this year, but things had gotten so messy and you’d both tuckered out after three for certain.. and lost count somewhere between five and six.. maybe.

your hips are sore, trying to find a way to lay down comfortably, pushing your ass back against your boyfriend which is your mistake. soft kisses on your shoulders, getting closer to your neck and behind your ear, the kisses get firmer and gain suction. “sungho, please,” you murmur, “i c-can’t.. it’s too much,” you whine, your head fuzzy. you squirm a little and he throws his leg over yours to keep you in place.

“i wasn’t finished, baby,” he whispers, wrapping his strong arm over you, to lock your head between his bicep and forearm. he doesn’t press down.. yet, just uses it to keep you in place. his already bare cock finds your cunt, easily, your folds still slick and ready to accept him once again. you moan as he slips inside, without barely any resistance, you both moan in unison.

“come on, darling, you can give me one more, right? just one more for me..” sungho says, rocking his hips into your ass, cock sliding against your swollen walls, but you can’t help but clench down around him like you’ve done so many times already tonight. it feels so good, and the way he’s holding you just intensifies everything. when ur moans and whimpers get higher pitched, signalling you’re close again. he presses down on your throat with his bicep, not to fully cut off your air supply, but just enough for your cries to sound broken.

“please,please,please” you scream, “i’m gonna c-cum, sungie, please” and he talks you through it, “just like that, i knew you could give me one more… you wanted that so badly, didn’t you?” he pumps himself inside of you until you’ve ridden out your high before he cums inside of you, groaning into ur ear as he does. “fuck..” he pants.. releasing your neck and rubbing your back soothingly, “you always do so well for me, baby, can you be a good girl and give me one more?”

i’m so sorry i’m only replying now i lowkey had to gate keep this for a little… this was just so perfect my brain is so fucking dizzy😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 the thought of getting throatfucked by sohee is everything… you know it would be mostly due to his neediness, not even because he wanted to be rough. and while anton’s fucking you too… such a dream GODDDDD. sungho making you cum until you can’t anymore sounds so heavenly :( just when you think you can’t cum anymore, he always finds a way to just to see the way your body reacts when he touches you when you’re all sensitive :( UGH need

[alienxxx]

A Moment Alone: Surrendering to Desire

(LEON FCUKING KENNEDY!!!!!)

y/n x Leon Kennedy

*The fanfiction set in the Resident Evil universe, featuring characters Leon S. Kennedy and the reader (y/n). After a dangerous mission to eliminate a horde of monsters, the two characters find themselves in a safe, isolated room. *

(The story includes explicit sexual content, including oral and penetrative sex, and features a strong focus on pleasure and consent.)

“Holy shit!” You gasp, as you enter the room. It’s small but well equipped, with a bed, a TV, and a shower. “This place is amazing. How did we get so lucky?”

“We need to stay here for now,” Leon says seriously, his eyes darting around the room. “It seems like the safest place right now. I don’t think anyone else knows about it.”

“Yeah, I agree,” you say, nodding your head in agreement. “But what do we do after this?”

“I don’t know,” he sighs heavily, closing his eyes and leaning against the wall. “We just need to rest until things calm down. Then we can go back out there and try to find more people.”

He leans in close, his lips brushing against yours softly before he pulls away. “Thank you for helping me,” he whispers, his voice low and sweet. “I really appreciate it.”

His words make you feel warm inside, your heart fluttering at how sincere they were. “Of course,” you smile, feeling yourself blush slightly at his compliments. “Anything for you, Leon.”

He chuckles at that, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Oh yeah? What kind of things would those be?”

“Well,” you start, thinking for a moment before deciding on something that will definitely turn him on. “Anything you want. Anything that makes you happy.”

“Like what?” He asks curiously, his eyes widening slightly at your boldness.

“Whatever turns you on,” you say simply, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. “You can tell me anything, and I’ll do it.”

“Really?” He raises an eyebrow, looking at you skeptically. “And you mean that?”

“Absolutely,” you nod your head firmly, smiling widely. “I promise.”

He smirks at that, his eyes darkening slightly as he looks into your own eyes. “Then let’s see if you can keep your word,” he murmurs, his voice deep and husky.

He presses his body against yours, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he kisses you deeply. His tongue slides into your mouth easily, exploring every inch of your mouth as his hands roam over your body freely. His fingers gently squeeze your breasts, kneading them gently before sliding lower to caress your ass lightly. His touch sends shivers down your spine, making you moan softly into his mouth as you grind your hips against his.

“Fuck,” he groans softly, breaking the kiss to look down at you. “You’re so hot.”

“I am?” You ask, feeling your cheeks heat up slightly at his compliment.

“Mmmhmm,” he hums in agreement, trailing kisses down your neck before biting your earlobe playfully. “I could never get enough of you.”

“Me neither,” you whisper back, pulling him closer by wrapping your legs around his waist tightly. “Let’s take this somewhere else.”

“Good idea,” he agrees, picking you up bridal-style effortlessly and carrying you to the bed. “Let’s fuck each other senseless while we wait for things to settle down outside.”

He lays you down on the bed carefully, positioning himself between your spread thighs before lowering his face to suckle your nipples hungrily. He licks and sucked one nipple then switched to the other, alternating between them slowly and steadily until you’re squirming beneath him.

“That feels good,” you moan softly, arching your back to press your chest against his face. “More. Please.”

“As you wish,” he replies, continuing to lick and suck both of your nipples equally as long as possible until they’re hard enough to stand up straight again.

He moves down further, licking and sucking along your stomach until he reaches your clit where he pauses briefly before starting to work his magic. He sucks gently at first then increases the pressure gradually until he’s able to get all three fingers inside you easily without causing any pain whatsoever. He continues doing this until you begin to tremble from pleasure.

“Oh my god,” you gasp breathlessly, your eyes rolling back into their sockets as waves of pleasure wash over you. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” he promises, his voice low and rough. “Not yet anyway.”

He moves down even further, licking and sucking your pussy lips tenderly while using his free hand to massage your clit gently with his fingertips. He does this for several minutes before moving back up to kiss you passionately again.

“I love being inside you,” he growls against your lips, his hands roaming over your body as he squeezes and kneads your breasts roughly. “I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight, baby.”

“Please do,” you moan softly, your eyes closed as you lay back against the pillows waiting for him to continue.

He grins wickedly at that, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he moves down between your legs again. This time he doesn’t hesitate though, immediately pushing his cock inside you fully before beginning to thrust wildly. He pounds away at your pussy relentlessly, his balls slapping against your ass repeatedly as he grunts loudly with each thrust.

“Fuck yes,” he growls, slamming his cock inside you harder than ever before. “You’re so fucking tight, baby. So fucking tight.”

“Ohh,” you moan softly, arching your back as you feel yourself getting closer to orgasm. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”

He complies instantly, pounding away at your pussy faster than ever before as he grunts loudly with each thrust. Your cries of ecstasy fill the room as you both reach climax together. He collapses onto top of you panting heavily while still inside you completely exhausted from the intense session.

“God damn,” he panted heavily, his eyes closed as he lay on top of you. “That was incredible.”

“Yes it was,” you agreed, smiling happily up at him.

He chuckled at that, reaching out to stroke your hair gently before replying. “Goodnight, gorgeous. Sweet dreams.”

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[bookwormscififan]

The Chaos Files, Chapter 10

Read on AO3!

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

A/N: Just realised I haven't really updated this in a while, so I decided to reread through the last chapter to figure out where the story's going.

Warnings: Smut. There's like a liiiittle bit of plot at the end, but mostly it's just some Jackie worshipping Phantom.

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He had to admit, letting Jackie explore at his own pace was a whole new kind of rush.

Laid out over the kitchen counter with his hands by his head, legs spread to accommodate Jackie between them, Phantom stared at the ceiling with lust-blown eyes, panting as Jackie continued to map out his body with his mouth.

He paid special attention to Phantom’s nipples and hips, biting gently before soothing with his tongue, hands tracing patterns into the quickly reddening skin. Occasionally he’d slip his thumbs under the waistband of Phantom’s pants, teasing the idea of tugging them down, only to move his hands away and smirk against his skin at Phantom’s groan.

“Patience, darling,” he whispered, hands on Phantom’s hips pulling him close to grind against him before leaning away, pressing his fangs against Phantom’s claim mark. “I haven’t finished committing you to memory yet.” At the hitch in Phantom’s breath, he sank his fangs in, swallowing down a mouthful of blood before moving away to drag bloodstained lips over his chest as he mapped a path toward the waistband of his pants.

“P-please, Jackie,” Phantom pleaded, moving one hand to card through Jackie’s hair, only to moan as the elder vampire pinned it back to the counter with a growl. “Please.” Keeping eye contact with Jackie, he shifted one hand to tug his own hair as he rested the other on his bottom lip, curling his fingers slightly to adopt a helpless look.

“God, babe, look at you,” Jackie breathed, slowly pulling Phantom’s pants and boxers off as he stared at the expanse of skin on display before him. “You’re… beautiful.” Slotting himself back between Phantom’s thighs, he leaned down to nip at his chest.

Unable to resist Phantom’s whines for longer, Jackie slid a hand down to palm at his cock, smirking at the way the younger jumped from the contact before bucking his hips up to rock against his hand. With his free hand, he traced the line of Phantom’s side until he could entwine their fingers, leaning down to kiss him and bite at his bottom lip.

“J-Jackie…” Phantom’s plea was a high-pitched whine when Jackie pulled away completely, looking at him with helpless eyes before registering that Jackie was fumbling to get his own pants undone and off. “Jackie!” he whined, having been pushed back down when he tried to help out.

“Fuck, Phan, I could eat you,” Jackie panted, running his hands along Phantom’s thighs before leaning down to lap at the tip of his cock. His hands snapped to Phantom’s hips, pinning him down as he tried to buck into his mouth. Kneading the flesh there, Jackie hummed, taking more of his claim into his mouth and bobbing his head, listening to Phantom moan at the sensations.

He kept his hands by his head, but Phantom felt like he was losing his mind as Jackie suckled and licked at his cock, seeming determined to tip him over the edge with just his mouth. The faint scrape of Jackie’s fangs against his most sensitive area was just enough, and he practically screamed as he came, toes curling when Jackie swallowed everything before pulling off.

“J-Jackie,” he panted, wrapping his arms around Jackie’s neck when he was lifted, nuzzling against his claim mark as he got carried upstairs to bed.

“I’m not done showing you how much I love you,” Jackie whispered, laying Phantom in bed and crawling over him, stealing a couple chaste kisses before slipping a hand under the pillows, using his other hand to tangle their fingers together. “You finished before I could even start anything good.” Coating his fingers, he leaned down to lap at Phantom’s as he slid a finger into his hole.

Phantom writhed and moaned as Jackie stretched him, clawing at the blankets and gasping when the elder vampire slowly pushed into him, waiting until he caught his breath before starting to thrust. “Jackie…” he groaned, lifting his arms to hold Jackie’s shoulders and whining when they were pinned down again.

“Keep. Them. There. Darling,” Jackie ordered, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust and a teasing bite at his neck. “God, I want to be so gentle, but I can’t hold back when I’m inside you,” he panted, resting his forehead on Phantom’s collarbone, breath coming out in hot puffs against his skin.

“T-Then don’t,” Phantom huffed, hands twitching above his head in attempts to free themselves from Jackie’s grip, whining when all he got was a deep roll of his hips that made him see stars. “Let me feel you lose control.”

He knew those words would get to Jackie, theory proven correct when Jackie growled before gripping his hip tight and pounding into him with such force he felt his head hit the bedframe as his eyes rolled back in his head.

Jackie’s lips returned to Phantom’s neck, biting a necklace of red marks around it before latching to his claim mark again, sinking his fangs in and drinking as if he’d been starved for a century. The hand pinning Phantom’s own above his head slipped slightly as he lost himself in the taste of his claim, and he groaned into the bite as he came, filling Phantom and shivering when the younger came between them.

“God,” Phantom panted as Jackie pulled out, laying boneless on the bed as he stared at the ceiling. “What did I do to deserve you?”

When he was met with silence, Phantom turned his head to look around, feeling a small panic rising in his chest before catching sight of Jackie, stark naked and dampening a towel in the bathroom. With a sigh and a breathless chuckle, he dropped his head back down, laying an arm over his eyes as he bit back his own self-deprecating thoughts.

“Phan.” Jackie’s voice was still rough from arousal, mouth clear of blood as he cleaned Phantom gently. “I do hope you know that if there’s ever a time that I can’t provide for you or protect you, it’ll be because I died trying to keep you happy.”

“God, Jackie,” Phantom scoffed, pulling Jackie into a kiss before tugging him into the bed, rolling over so he was laying on top of him. “I never want you to be so depressing after sex again, alright? You are my claim, and I want nothing more than to be with you forever. I want to celebrate us, forge a bond stronger than what I have with Mare, so that I can’t live a day without you near me.” Leaning down to kiss Jackie again, Phantom laid his head on his chest, listening to his calm breathing and letting it lull him to sleep.

Jackie stayed awake for a while longer, staring at the ceiling as he combed through Phantom’s hair with his fingers. Was it possible to have a bond with a claim like that? If so, what were the consequences? Phantom’s hands on his stomach were warm and soft, just barely clutching at him in his sleep, and suddenly all of Jackie’s energy left him, falling asleep with questions still circling his mind.

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