#angel k1nk

[honeydr0p]

Fucking an angel from the back holding their head up by the back of their halo and them begging you to break it every time you slam into them

[musouie]

cw ⊹ ࣪ ˖ mention of/allusion to watersports

you and simon have this little game where he masturbates above you when he’s really pent up after overtime at the base. he’s on his feet all day, hardly has time to even use the lav, substituting meals for cigs, but the second he gets home all he wants is his sweet, little bird.

he’ll free his heavy cock, force you onto your sore knees, and order you to keep your head lolled back and mouth wide like you “often do” (the cheeky bastard). and then he’ll fuck his rough palm, humping into his hand while panting like a dog, pre dribbling down his thick shaft and into the blond curls at its base — and neither of you know whether he’ll piss or cum on your face :(

(“it’s better that way”, he smirks. “makes it more fun ‘cos you won’t ‘spect it.”)

and he’s bent on having fun, bent on reliving himself, getting lost in you — so if his pretty little bird even slightly closes their pretty little mouth, he’ll pry it back open with meaty fingers. work the rugged things into their jaw until it’s wider than it was before —

“be good f’me, hm? jus’ take it all down this pretty throat. you can do tha’, can’t ya’ … for poor lil’ me?”

and you’ll nod fervently, despite the ache in your jaw, the ever-growing dryness in your mouth. but it’s all worth it when his grip on your face slackens and his hold shifts into something akin to … tenderness.

he’ll cradle your chin, hold it like you’re something precious — something scarce, thumb running across your parched bottom-lip.

“tha’s it … jus’ like that,” he’ll murmur, and without warning, something warm’ll hit your lips, splatter into your mouth and down your chin.

it’s only after you risk a taste that you’ll know what it is.

“poor, ‘ungry baby,” simon’ll coo — all sweet words and a half-soothing tone — whilst massaging the fluid across your face with a dirty, calloused thumb.

he’ll look down at you with hooded eyes, blue turned black as he watches you wipe at your chin. “get back in ta’place, ‘m not finished with ya’ yet.”

masterlist <3

[thevacillator]

i shot an angel with my fathers rifle

[another-good-girl]

Maybe I should have been an angel for Halloween

[angelic-babiedoll]

I cannot express how much I want to be just a little too full, stretched out just a little too wide by a cock and having them tell me that they're going to make it fit inside of me.

[jjustagirll]

Happy Halloween, daddy 💗

[hazbinwhoree]

Hello! I hope I'm not bothering you or anything! But I've been lurking on your blog for quite a bit now lol. If it's okay, can I request a jealous! Adam x Reader? If you're feeling generous, maybe make it a bit smutty? The Reader can be an angel, sinner or hellborn. The story is completely up to you!

Jealousy, Jealousy

A/N: I left it vague so the reader can be angel, sinner, or hellborn, it’s up to you reader!

Warnings: Slight breeding kink

Adam was seething. He watched Michael and (Name) interact, Michael clearly flirting if his facial expressions and body language were anything to go by. Adam had left her alone for two minutes and Michael swooped in. He quickly decided he’d seen enough and barged into the conversation.

“Shitface,” he greeted Michael, putting a possessive hand on (Name)’s waist and pulling her into him. Michael soured. “Adam,” he greeted tightly. “We have places to be,” Adam announced. “Later, Mikey.” He tugged (Name) away.

With her hand in his, Adam led (Name) swiftly to his home, and as soon as they were inside, he was slamming (Name) up against the wall.

“Adam!” she gasped. “What’s gotten into you?”

“You letting Michael carry on even though he clearly wanted to fuck you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“He was fucking flirting with you, (Name).”

“Oh… does that mean you’re jealous?”

Adam didn’t answer with words. Instead he growled and buried his face in her neck, sucking and biting his marks onto her. (Name) moaned. Adam pulled back just to lift her up by the ass, her legs locking around his waist. Then he continued the assault on her neck. (Name) felt heat rush to her core. She liked this possessive side of Adam.

“He wanted to fuck you,” Adam hissed against her neck. “But I’m the only one who can fuck you.” (Name) shuddered.

Adam had never been more grateful for skirts, tugging (Name)’s up to bunch around her stomach, revealing her panties. He ripped those without a care, and (Name) whined, “I liked that pair.” “I’ll buy you a new one, shut up.”

(Name) was really enjoying this. She should make Adam jealous more often.

Suddenly Adam was lifting her up the wall until her crotch was at his face. She threw her legs over his shoulders. Adam held her up against the wall as he leaned forward and began eating her out like it was his last meal. (Name) cried out and grabbed onto his horns.

His skilled tongue went up and down a few times before circling her clit, and then he began to fuck her with it. Adam had a long tongue, and (Name) had never been more grateful for it as she held onto him for dear life.

Adam’s tongue circled her clit again, and (Name) was quickly nearing the edge. Adam knew her well enough to recognize when she was close, and to her dismay, he pulled back and tapped her legs. She reluctantly slid them off his shoulders and let herself slide down the wall until she and Adam were face to face again.

He slammed his lips against hers and (Name) moaned when she could taste herself on him. It was absolutely sinful.

Adam disconnected their lips and put (Name) on the ground. She leaned heavily against the wall, her legs shaky. Adam shed his robe and pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to free his dick.

He grabbed (Name) under her arms and lifted her back up against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he lined himself up before abruptly thrusting up into her. (Name) cried out, nearly choking Adam with how tight she held onto him.

Adam couldn’t care less, beginning to thrust at an absolutely brutal pace. She was positioned just so that with every thrust her clit rubbed against his pubic bone.

“Fuck, Adam,” she moaned.

“You’re mine, you hear me?” Adam panted. “Michael wishes he could have you like this, but he could never satisfy you like I can.”

(Name) blushed. “You like that, slut? You like when I talk to you while I fuck you?”

(Name) swallowed her pride and nodded.

“Good, because you need to know that you’re mine, I fucking own you. No one else can fuck you this good. The next time I catch you letting Michael flirt with you, I’m fucking you in front of him.”

(Name) moaned unabashedly.

Adam groaned, getting close. He could tell (Name) was getting close too, and he kept his pace steady and hard. “I’m gonna cum in you while you cum on my dick. Gonna put a fucking baby in you. Then everyone will know who you belong to.”

That pushed (Name) over the edge and she came with a cry. Her pussy tightened around Adam and that was all it took for him to cum as well. He pushed (Name) down on his dick while simultaneously thrusting upwards, cumming deep inside of her.

They stayed like that for a minute, panting and catching their breaths.

“Fuck, Adam, that was–” “Fantastic, I know.” The cocky bastard.

Adam was going to set (Name) back on the floor, but by the way her legs were shaking, he wasn’t sure she’d be able to stand. So he pulled out, smirking when some of his cum dripped down her thigh and onto the floor.

He carried her over to the bed and gently placed her down on it. “Wait here.” He went to grab a towel.

As he carefully cleaned her up after cleaning himself, (Name) stared at him with an indiscernible expression. “What?” Adam asked.

“I should get you jealous more often.”

[honeydr0p]

An angel touching your forehead to imbue you with thoughts and knowledge beyond what you could normally understand and you have a LSD-type reaction where you short-circuit due to the amount of information you’re trying to process and they say ohhh sorry… that must have been too much for you, huh? Poor little human… And they pet you and rub your belly whoops I’ve said too much

[4ngelmutt]

rave shooting

[lilporcelainfawn]

can’t a girl just hide under her teachers desk n grind on his boot while purring like a kitten in peace?? jeez 🌚

[bunni-eden]

fallen angel worshipping your body like it used to worship god

[honeydr0p]

What if snapping on a collar made an angel instantly docile. What if they smile when they feel it touch their skin and when it clicks their eyes glaze and their expression relaxes and they just become yours. You don’t even need to chain them up now, they just think you’re their higher power to obey. And that’s all they think. They just feel slow, warm, empty-headed deference. Absolute submission… I think I’m getting drunk on it

[ibuprofenbunni]

[angelpregdreams]

super short maggie the midwife 2.5

part 1 + 2

(added a maggie the midwife tag for easy finding on my blog)

content; unprotected sex, impregnation, slight breeding kink, quickie

“Can I…?” Quinn asked, his hand hovering over Maggie's waist, which she nodded to quickly. Her nod was all he needed, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his core into hers. His lips met hers eagerly, then sloppily, as his hands ran over her back and reached down to cup her full ass.

Maggie gasped as he lifted her up, her dress riding up to allow her to wrap her legs around his waist as they remained locked in a passion filled kiss. There was no denying his arousal, his massive cock, erect and bulging in his trousers, nestled next to Maggie's leaking cunt. He gave her a look as he pulled away from the kiss, slightly surprised at her lack of underwear but not stopping.

“Should we…” He began to ask, glancing in the direction of where his brother’s wife slept with her newborn twins, “...I-”

“Fuck me here, quick and quiet,” Maggie demanded quietly. She grabbed his chin in her hands and pulled him back in for a kiss, grinding her soaked pussy over his bulging erection. Dutifully, he obliged, moaning quietly into the kiss and bringing her over to the armchair Cece was in when they arrived. The puddle of fluid from her waters still shimmering on the floor beneath it. Quinn sat in the chair, never letting go of Maggie and adjusted so she straddled his hips. Hiking up her dress at the same time he was pulling his cock free, Maggie felt her body pulse with excitement, desperate now to feel the man's cock inside her.

And he did not disappoint, when his cock sprung free, Maggie's eyes widened at the size of it before giving him a wide grin. “...you surprise me, Ser Quinn.”

“Shush,” he urged, desperately pulling her mouth back to his in a sloppy kiss. His hands slid over her thighs and under her dress, earning him a gasp from Maggie, but also allowed him to grip her hips and grind her weeping womanhood over his leaking member. “Oh, I need to be in you…fuck, I need to fill you up.”

“Do it,” she breathed, pulling away from him. She grinded her core against his, coaxing a low moan from his lips. One of Quinn’s hands slid down to her heat, her folds slick with want and warm under his fingertips. Maggie inhaled sharply, his hand rubbing and parting her folds to gather some of her slick, stroking his cock with her juices once before jutting his hips upward into her cunt. “Oh, yes!”

Her voice was a touch too loud and she bit her lip in response, shame filling her as she thought about how unprofessional this was. Quinn grabbed her hips in his hands, as if sensing her sudden pause, and pulled her up then down on his cock without allowing her to adjust. Maggie couldn’t find herself to care, the way he filled her up so fully…it had been so long since she had been speared like this and she was intending not to forget it. Her arms came up and wrapped around his shoulders, holding him close as he increased their pace, forcing her tight cunt to cling to his massive cock with every movement. He grunted quietly in her ear, his grip on her never relenting as if he couldn’t dream of letting her go.

Quinn’s lips sucked on her neck softly before licking at the shell of her ear, whispering, “I’m going to cum in you.”

Maggie’s body fluttered at his words, making her moan softly as he bucked up his hips to meet hers with every word. Quinn chuckled against her neck, bouncing her on his cock at an unrelenting pace, the two of them both eager to seek their mutual end. Urged on by her squeezing cunt, he moaned quietly against her neck. Her body shook as she tried to help him by bringing her hips hard over his own, their flesh meeting with vulgar noises. Neither of them seemed to care.

Especially when Quinn reached up and tugged the front laces on her dress apart, shoving the fabric out of the way, before leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth. His teeth grazed the bud, causing Maggie to whimper and bite her tongue as she trembled. Her body tensed, teasing the edge of her climax until Quinn circled his lips around her nipple and sucked, causing her to reach her peak, while he was buried to the hilt in her weeping cunt.

Under her, Quinn groaned against her breast, his hands still gripping her tightly to him. He bucked his hips up into her once, then twice, and on the third time stilled deep inside of her, warmth filling her core. His cum spilled into her, just as he promised, oozing into her eager womb. Quinn buried his head into the crook of her neck then, attempting to catch his breath, a stray hand rubbing the soft skin over her hip gently.

He appeared unwilling to move, his cock still twitching in her after several long seconds later. Quinn pressed a soft kiss against her neck, trailing up to her chin then her lips as they finally came back to themselves. Still impaled upon his cock, Maggie looked at him with a smile as she pulled far enough away to catch his eyes.

“We should…move…” Maggie said softly, but made no further move to get off of him. Quinn grinned and pulled her back to him for a long kiss, pulling her against him and rubbing their hips together.

“We should.” He mumbled when they paused for a breath, still grinning like a fool. “Perhaps somewhere a bit more comfortable?”

Maggie licked her lips and nodded eagerly, “come back to my cottage later. Make sure Cece is taken care of, then come to me.”

He kissed her again and mumbled his agreement, rubbing the skin over her hips as he reached around to lift her off of his now softened cock. They both made noises of disappointment when they parted, Maggie's fingers curling into his tunic when she sat up, feeling the sudden emptiness that accompanied the loss of him and the slow leak of his seed spilling out.

They awkwardly untangled themselves and returned to their feet. Quinn stuffing his cock back in his trousers and Maggie squeezing her thighs together, even as they got even more covered in slick and cum.

“Join me, when you're done.” Maggie said quietly, adjusting her dress so she looked somewhat appropriate to walk home. “Don't forget to write a letter to your brother, either, he's a father now.”

“I won't,” Quinn chuckled, his hand coming up to caress Maggie's cheek, still smiling at her, “I'll see you soon.”

“Yes, you will, Ser Quinn.”

[angelic-babiedoll]

i just wanna be raaaped while i'm as high as i am now, i'm so floatyy 🩷 hehe