#angel: kitty what that tongue do

[wazzi2ya]

Angel Dust: Hey so, I didn't really catch it but what was it that Lucifer did with his hand when fighting Adam?

Husk: What, this? *Put his index and middle fingers spread open over his mouth*

Angel Dust: ...

Angel Dust: Can.

Angel Dust: Can you do that again.

[anantaru]

DAY 6 — BLOW JOB

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — lyney, kaveh, kaeya, neuvillette

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, oral (male! receiving), deepthroating, spit & cum, petnames used: baby & love, a little praise kink, flustered, love sick men

𖧡 — LYNEY

the heat was emanating the backstage-room from the rawness of your tongue that pillowed the underside of lyney's shaft, his tip almost prodding against your throat and bulging a little lower as your boyfriend tries his thorough best to compose himself, he truly does try, but there is only so much lyney was able to endure and it’s with a flush of roses, that peek of champagne pink on his cheeks, then he lets out a soft, shattered gasp in between, a quiet noise of need as you wrap one hand around his length while sucking on the tip.

he was cornered around your fingertips, smooth skin tickling his thudding cock as he palms his hand around your head, "fuck—" he breathes, rutting into your pace half way with your hand lazily wandering down his balls, cupping them in your palm before massaging him with subdued traces.

"just look at you.." he whispers, indiscernible, "just— ugh, just look on how good you're taking me."

the sight before him was of an obscene variety, and you're slotting yourself perfectly to be on the sight under him, "y-you're so warm." he shivers, relishing in how his cock was messily sliding over your tongue, it's almost embarrassing on how much pre leaked from his slit, and the wetness of your spit didn't help one bit— leaving it to lyney to easily fuck into your mouth, in and out, in and out, desperate for more, but he braces himself, needing it to be you who's doing most of the work.

frankly, his climax will hit him much harder that way, when his precious, alluring angel did everything to make him cum all nicely and satiated. the head of his cock ghosts near your throat when you take another inch, not nearly enough to fit him in completely but the pressure and motivation you required was there, unable to wait for lyney to finally spill his milky whites down your aching throat, it's like he's setting you aflame from inside and out whenever you let him release himself past your plump lips, your eyes roving over his painfully, scrunched up expression when he finally does it.

𖧡 — KAVEH

everything about you was just so intimate and personal, the taste of your tongue kitty licking his tip, or the extended heat of your mouth swallowing him whole was almost enough for kaveh to make him cry— issuing his last, remaining power to halter the crystalline globules to escape and froth down his bristling cheeks.

your tongue, so slick and wet of him cum, explored his cock so that you know he's thoroughly soaked in your spit. you needed this as much as he did, you wanted him to make you feel you in a different kind of way because in your relationship— kaveh was all about giving you his everything, all of him until he sadly tends to forget himself during the process— but your brilliant trace, or your tight lips sealed around his shaft and gulping down messily around his tip to flex your throat around the bulging cockhead was all it took him to enjoy himself.

today is about you, you tend to tell him, destroying every shred of worry inside of the man. 

"so soft," he suddenly breathes, struggling for air , "you—you're so soft." and after a moment gone by, you thought that this just wasn't enough, wrapping your fingers around his shaft before pushing each inch inside, all of them within your mouth now being full and heavy of his cock laying flat on your tongue, digging into the back of your throat.

"aah— what?!" you catch him off guard and he swiftly slants his head down to fix his eyes on you, his hips uncontrollably snapping and fucking your tight throat while you're relaxing your jaw all nicely. you don't even have time to hiccup around his shaft before his hand touches the back of your head, the heavy pressing sucking you in, pulling you back and forth with a mix of your saliva and his salty pre dribbling down the corners of your mouth, over your chin and touching the ground at last.

it's so sinful, kaveh thinks, although the desire of the physical contact makes it hot again.

𖧡 — KAEYA

"are you really sure you can handle all of me, baby?"

kaeya's smirk was always assured to hold you hostage— tugged away in a choke hold, he was so unbelievably sexy that it was difficult to avert your gaze at him, even when he could be a little mean at times.

regardless of such, in this current predicament it was different, because you can easily see how his knees were trembling and threatening to give up on him by how quick you were sucking him off— your pace, a cruel one, the flicks of your tongue setting overstimulating hits on his shaft that kaeya could sense were broadening inside his muscles and spreading.

and just when you were hiccuping around his girth, with your lips beginning to ache at the stretch, he looks down at you as he sees the lingering drunken cloud on your moving facial expression, revealing the underlying emotions of desire burning deep inside your gut.

your mouth has been so good to kaeya, soft and wet as his cockhead kisses its way across your tight throat to pillow inside, just distinctly to nudge on it, slipping his hand around your hair to tilt you back and forth just perfectly.

you knew your safe word and kaeya was always aware when he shouldn't apply too much of his strength on you but your entire body was too focused on this, fusing into the enjoyment it brought you, every muscle taut under the strain of your sloppy mouth soaking him with your spit, tightly strung like the strings of a cello.

"fuck.. angel.." he mutters, the strong pulses his cock set free ring through your tongue as you gaze up at him, glassy eyes right under his mercy, and your mind certainly couldn't find enough words to describe that hot and bothered sight in front of you.

seeing what a mess you were able to set free on kaeya's frame feigning stability when all he wanted to do was pull his cock out of your mouth so he could fuck you right away, the cold ground was quite perfect already, you do not need a bed tonight.

and at the thought, his forehead warms up and wets with his sweat lacing on top as you flex your throat all tight, swallowing the load of his pre before grasping at your saliva.

𖧡 — NEUVILLETTE

"do not move, okay?" you order in a dizzying breath, steadfast glare holding neuvillette's as you're working your thumb gently to stroke his cheekbone— "you're stunning." you say, and those intriguing eyes of his when you drop to your knees whilst being hidden behind the desk of his office.

"you haven't seen yourself then, my love." he implores, "the way i see you." and his voice was wavering slightly, but it's quite stirring when you hum appreciatively, neuvillette gulps down the batched saliva in his mouth before helping you release himself off his pants— barely pushing them down, just so they could bundle up over his strong thighs. he's never done anything of that sort before and the thought of you making love to him in such new way only added fuel to his want.

he shuts his eyes and leans back into his chair when you glide your tongue over the sensitive skin for the very first time, the sloppy sound of it unable to prevent himself into pressing up into the strange sensation. the man gasps and coughs when you take his tip, eyes fluttering down to watch you suckle on his length but closing them right after of sheer embarrassment.

fuck, it feels so good, how you're sucking gently, and he attempts to still his hips to let you take the lead, lightly arching his back into your mouth to make it as comfortable as possible.

one more inch, and more, you're for certain that there wasn't a way for you to possibly fit all of him in your mouth, and his cock was twitching against your tongue as you almost airily giggle out at how easily he was to get into this state— especially the shakes and shudders of his legs, still struggling for air as you scratch over his half-clothed thighs, blunt nails roaming up and down his muscular body, messing him up beyond salvation.

he's done for, because he knows exactly what you're doing to him as he raises his hips into your wet mouth, feeling how his cock was pressing against your skin and imbedding his musky scent on top of you, a long, expanding length of warmth and need challenging the the iudex of fontaine.

©2023 anantaru's kinktober do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[holybibly]

Unholy thoughts of the day, bunnies.

Lately, I can't help but think about how much Yunho is coded as a stalker. This sweet facade of a charming good boy hides his dominant dark side and how damn obsessed he is with you.

Photos, videos, unanswered phone calls just to hear the sound of your breathing on the other end of the line, notes, and tonnes of flowers. This is all for you. After all, this is exactly what you wanted so badly.

The sweet, shy salesman from your favourite bookshop—who would have thought that he was the one who would follow you through the dark streets late at night and sneak into your bedroom to watch you sleep?

You immediately attracted his attention, all radiant like an angel and exquisite like a real doll. You looked so tiny compared to him—so fragile—that he just wanted to protect you from the world.

And then he found out about your addiction to a dark novel, and it brought him to his knees for you.

He reread all the books you read, highlighted his favourite scenes, and imagined himself doing them to you.

Your eyelashes flutter, your lips parted, and your breathing heavy as his hand wraps around your throat as you ride him. Damn, he can imagine how beautiful your tiny pink cunt will stretch around his big, thick dick. At first, it will hurt you; of course, his dick is so huge, but you will get used to it, and he will do everything possible to accustom you to it. Inch by inch, you take it all until you sit on his cock like it’s a throne.

He thinks of how he will watch you touch yourself. Your tiny fingers will never be able to give you as much pleasure as his long and thin fingers, which will immediately hit that special place inside you, making you squirt and squirm.

Damn, he wants to see you crying as your throat constricts around his huge cock. The outline of its massive length can be seen so clearly on your neck.

Yunho wants to bury his face between your legs, worship your cunt with his mouth and tongue, and eat you for hours, prolonging the pleasure. Have you read about this recently? Wasn't that the scene in the book that caught your attention? You can ride his face as much as you want; he is there for you. Just say the word, and Yunho will accept any position.

Damn, he wants you so much. He thinks about you when he's jerking off in the shower in the morning and at night, when he's rolling his hips in the tangled sheets underneath him, imagining that it's you, writhing and moaning underneath him, while his dick goes so deep into you that the head almost pushes into your cervix.

All these words and all the lines from every book you read, he will learn them all for you. "Do you like dirty talk so much, little slut? Daddy will teach you to speak beautifully." "Will you be an obedient girl for your master, kitty?" That's it; you're doing great; your sir is so proud of you."

Yunho will be whatever you want him to be, as long as you belong to him. And that will be soon, but for now...

"Oh, Y/N, we brought some new books; would you like to have a look at them closer?

[anadiasmount]

omgg i loveee ur acc sm and since you’re taking request can we get a blurb or something about jude having you as his good luck charm like giving you head or something idk

for you - jb blurb.

(minors dni!! this one is a little nastyyyy 😵‍💫😛 but he’s been looking too good i fear…) im to lazy to proofread so im sorry for any spelling mistakes!! 🤍

“my favorite girl… my girl, my girl only,” he gently whispered, making you breathe heavy as he kissed you harsher and desperate. he wasted no time after coming home from his awaited game. he begged all week for you to go and watch him play, something about you being there was a lucky charm.

you knew he was just playing around… or was he?

all you could focus on was how he was paying attention to every single detail of you. how his large hands roamed your sides and down your back, giving your ass a nice firm grip, a gasp escaping your lips. his delicate fingers tracing every ridge of you to the point where you could no longer stand it.

his bedroom was cold, goosebumps raising immediately. “so in love with you,” he confessed, eyes fluttering as your hands undid his buttons from his shirt. “you don’t understand how much you mean it to me, the whole world,” he continued to blabbering as you kissed his neck and jaw, the same attention and fierce he gave you. “please jude,” you said quietly. not knowing what exactly you were begging for, but you wanted anything he was willing to offer on the table.

he gently placed you on the bed, your eyes roaming down his figure and how he removed his belt with one hand, jude standing now in his boxers. you gulped nervously as he approached you, his eyes dark and filled with one thing. desire. the desire to have you. to taste you. to fuck you. jude could see it in your eyes too. it wasn’t hide or seek.

“all i could think about today was you. you in my jersey, the necklace with my initial, your ring. fuck baby,” he cursed, the words sounding like pure sins. he leaned down, removing your jeans and jersey, leaving you with your undergarments. jude came between your legs, kissing from the valley of your breasts up to your chin, his warm tongue, tracing your lip before kissing you messily.

“my lucky charm.”

your hands scratched his back, jude groaning as he pulled away and was kissing down your abs, the feeling of two wet kisses placed on your hip bones. you leaned up on your arms, watching intently as jude bite the inside of your knee, and kissed it softly after. his tongue traced all the way down to your inner thighs where you began you to close your legs due to the anticipation.

you were a shy mess when he went down on you, and it gave jude more of a thrill. his teeth pulled the string of your underwear down, the fabric snapping making you whimper. his fingers wasted no time and pulled your panties down and somewhere across the room. your breathing was ragged, the unsteady heartbeat, and the sudden warm of pool you felt down in your core. clenching around nothing.

“wanna show you just how much you mean to me darling. wanna taste you till i feel you cumming just for me,” he said almost possessive, you nodding rapidly and awaiting to see what he did next. you bit your lip and held back a moan when he blew cold air against your core. your stomach sucking in and chest raising before he could do anything.

“relax angel, we’re just getting started, i mean it when i say i’m going to appreciate and show you,” he kissed once more on your pelvis bone, before placing a kiss on your clit, already seeing stars. you clenched your legs together, jude grasping and pulling them apart as his tongue went below and licked your entrance all the way back up slowly. “holy fuck,” you shivered rolling your eyes and leaning backwards.

the soft kitty licks were sending you into an over drive, and this time there was no holding back any noises. he pulled and sucked your clit softly, the feeling indescribably from head to toe. if he kept doing that, you wouldn’t be able to hold back. you looked down to see his brown eyes already boring into you, a small bead of saliva dripping down against your core. jude then brought your closer to him, the push against your pussy making you gasp and moan his name loudly.

“shit jude, oh my-” your words cut off as he returned his movements, the soft licks and kisses against your core was making your head feel cloudy. your hand went up to squeeze your now harden nipples, edging your orgasm even closer. “taste so good, taste so sweet, could stay here all day,” he said making your legs shake. “please don’t stop, please, please,” you beg.

jude wanted to savor this moment forever. he was just as turned on as you were. his cock almost throbbing and begging to be touched. the small rock of your hips made him want to bring your closer to your orgasm even more. he traced your entrance with two fingers, plunging them deep and curving them in that exact spot, hearing the cries of pleasure you let out.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” you unravel, eyes squeezed shut as you felt that knot grow in your tummy. jude didn’t plan to stop, his fingers deep in you as he continued to lick and suck your clit evidently. “i’m so close, j-jude, s-so c-c-close,” you struggled to stay. “don’t hold back, i can feel you, i can feel how close you are, cum baby, cum for me,” jude growled.

you moaned louder, the out bursting as your legs shake, panting as you pushed jude’s head away, the feeling too overpowering. speckles of black invaded your vision, your body hot and convulsing with the aftershocks from your orgasm. the pleasure he gave you was just to much, but you weren’t complaining because you felt more than satisfied.

he kissed your hip bone, tracing his initial against your skin before leaning up and kissing you deeply. his tongue inviting the taste of yourself into your mouth, making both of you pull away content and relaxed. “i don’t know what i did to deserve you,” you admit jokingly, jude letting out a chuckle. “you’re my whole world y/n, my entire being. without you i’m nothing,” jude says.

“your what again? your lucky charm,” you mock, seeing jude smile and nod. “yes my lucky charm, i wholeheartedly swear by it. whether it’s here in madrid or london, the luck you bring to me is always a winner for me,” jude says hearing as you let out a small tired giggle. “what? you don’t believe me?” jude retorts raising his brow in a testing manner. you shook your head no, testing the waters by leaning up and getting close to his lips.

“guess you’ll have to show me then.”

[wolfiihoney]

Rainy day breakfast with Nanami ✧.*

Hellooooo guys! I’m back with some rainy day love with nanami :)

All credit goes to the beautiful artist of this art @aozora1227 on Twitter! ♥︎

Warnings:none just fluff

Wd:894

Pairing:husbandnanami x wifereader

The blankets were soft, warm, and smelled so good. The room was grey and dark, even though you knew it was time for breakfast—breakfast you smelled. You turned over, hoping to see the love of your life’s adorable morning face but was met with his pillow—the one that smelled exactly like him and his hair. You grabbed the pillow and put it to your face, inhaling the scent of Nanami, and wow, did he smell good. You began missing him and wondering why in the world he was out of bed on a beautiful rainy weekend. You jumped out of bed, shivering on the cold floor. Your kitty must’ve dragged the bedside carpet somewhere yet again.

Going into one of Nanami's dressers, you pulled out a big hoodie—the one Yuji gifted Nanami for no reason in particular, a “just because” gift, as he said. It was adorable how many people admired your husband.

Walking into the kitchen, you saw Nanami in all of his beautiful glory, sitting at the kitchen island, sipping something from a mug with a plate full of food that looked freshly made.

“Why’d you leave me?” you said, catching his attention. His face lit up, as it always does when he sees his angel. “Good morning, darling. Well, good afternoon,” he said with a chuckle. He was always amazed at how late you could sleep. “Haha,” you said, “I was cold and alone. Do you not feel the slightest guilt about leaving your beloved wife in the bed ALONE?” Nanami chuckled again; your dramatics were always so entertaining. He loved you, and you being so different from him played a big part. “As a sincere apology, I’ve made you breakfast—a special Saturday morning breakfast,” he said gently, grabbing your hand and leading you into the kitchen. He began lifting lids off of numerous pots and pans, showing you all the breakfast that he knew you loved. He paid attention to every little detail when it came to your food; he knew how you liked your eggs, and he knew you preferred waffles over pancakes. He also knew you needed your coffee tongue-burning hot first thing in the morning. It sometimes made you feel bad, as you weren’t the absolute best at remembering every little thing about him as he was with you, but you always tried. “Did you get up just to make this breakfast, baby?”

“Well, of course, love. My body automatically wakes up at a certain time, so I thought after you’ve finished your rest, you would need something else to help wake you up. Go sit down, please,” he asked, kissing your lips and grabbing your plate from your hands.

You chuckled softly, feeling the warmth of his affection seep into your heart. "You're too good to me," you murmured as you settled into your chair. He smiled bashfully, setting the plate down in front of you with deliberation. Every item had been selected with care and arranged artfully on the plate, each flavor a reminder of his thoughtful nature. Your eyes danced across the colorful display, and you savored the bouquet of aromas that wafted around you. "How did I get so lucky?" You thought, glancing up to meet his eyes. He simply shrugged, a modest grin playing on his lips. "You make it easy," he replied, reaching for the coffee pot to pour you a steaming mug. You lifted the mug to your lips, savoring the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the morning air. As you took a sip, the warmth spread through you, melting away any lingering drowsiness. When you looked up at Nanami from your delicious breakfast, you noticed Nanami's cheeks burning a bright red. What was he thinking that made him blush like that, you wondered?

Putting your mug down, you leaned forward with a teasing smile. "What's got you so flustered this morning?" "You asked playfully. He looked up with a little embarrassed smile and chuckled a little. 'It was just something silly Gojo mentioned to me yesterday.' Curiosity piqued, you arched an eyebrow and smirked. 'Oh, do tell,' you urged, enjoying the rare opportunity to see him so discomposed. Nanami hesitated for a moment, his cheeks still rosy as he formulated his response. 'Well… cooking breakfast and plating your food reminded me of how he mentioned something about how I’d be a good house husband,' he said, bursting out laughing at the thought. You joined in, the laughter bubbling up unexpectedly, filling the room with a mirthful energy. Nanami was usually so serious, so seeing him crack up at one of the million things Gojo had to say was so adorable. 'I think Gojo's got a point,' you teased, wiping a tear from your eye as the laughter subsided. 'I wouldn’t mind, but I also love providing for you.' He smiled, a warmth in his eyes that made your heart flutter. Your breakfast now forgotten, you make your way to his side of the table, sitting in his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. "I love the sound of that too,” you said, kissing all over his face softly as he laughed, pulling you closer. His arms encircled you securely, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in this bubble.

*ೃ༄ Tysm for reading!Reblogs are definitely appreciated. *ೃ༄

[xshimaeraxx]

okay ik that the fandom LOVES making logan the one who’s the cat-like mutant in the relationship and i LOVE that and it is so canon but like

hear me out here! catboy!! wade!!

a wade who was a mutant long before francis got his grubby little hands in him, wade who was a mutant but it wasnt crazy regenerative abilities or an inability to stay dead/immortality or super-human strength, but a wade who was (still is) a mutant who had the abilities of a fuckin’ cat

a wade who has semi-night vision, not entirely but good enough to help out on jobs; a wade who has lil pinprick pupils like a cat’s and who hisses damn near 24/7 on bad pain days (bc chronic pain-having wade has my entire heart and i will go to the grave w this hc alr); a wade who purrs when happy or in the middle of slicing someone’s head off during a job; a wade who has a cat’s heightened senses- hearing, sight, taste, smell, all of that; a wade who has a cat’s un-fuckin’-canny ability to jump from heights that would’ve killed a human and have at most a small, gone-in-a-day bruise; a wade who has tufts of kitty-cat fur on his elbows and on + behind his knees

and then francis comes along, and the torture happens, and he loses his looks, and then the fur grows back bc fuck but he’d thought he’d lost his og mutation when francis torture mcgee had triggered this new one, had lost the one thing that ness might still recognise him for,,,

and then the start of d&w happens, and during the birthday scene wade’s purring, happy, quietly (so quietly no one hears it half the time, and when they do they assume it’s the faulty heating of wade & al’s shitass apartment, but ness looks at him with a pleased, proud little smile when the sound starts back up after the others’ initial investigation for the source of the sound proves fruitless and it, he gets louder, purely for the way ness’s smile gets wider, prouder in a way that is purely, unabashedly so ness wade wants to go other and kiss her, right then n there) yes but he’s still purring like he hasn’t since pre-cancer-diagnosis him & ness (and also bc francis’s little angel-killer had found the sound annoying as all hell [bc wade also purrs to self-soothe bc I Say So)and so he’d rarely done so since, half out of new-born habit, half out of some primal, hard-learned fear he still hasn’t managed to completely shake, even years later)

and then the honda odyssey scene happens, and wade’s purring, purring, purring, loud and proud and rumbling and happy and he’s also hissing playfully at logan- a motion logan doesn’t notice due to how distracted he is putting his claws thru wade’s left thigh and christ, kittycat, how long’s it been since you had a good hookup for you to be THIS tense?- and logan only notices after wade’s pinned him and his minorly blood-soaked grin freezes; doesn’t drop, but freezes.

wade’s purr stutters a tad, doesn’t stop. he asks, licking the blood off of his cheek underneath his mask and for some reason logan’s sharp eyes follow what he can see of the movement underneath wade’s mask: what’s wrong, peanut, cat got your tongue?

are you- are you fuckin’ purring? asks logan, and the sound abruptly stops, and then deadpool’s stabbing him through the gut with not one word and then they’re fighting again, and while logan notes the moment to think about later, wade also doesn’t say another word other then excited/frustrated grunts and little “haha!”s for the next half hour, and for some reason that about takes up the majority of logan’s attention until he finally, finally, punches wade’s already-broken nose literally not even a millisecond after he’s broken it hard enough that it actually takes a few seconds for wade’s healing to kick in, and for some reason he feels strangely relived when wade lets out a muffled-by-blood ugh! foulplay, wolvie, foulpla-

logan interrupts him via stabbing wade and a like you don’t play just as foul as i do, bub, and wade stabs back in response with some quippy comment or another, and by then the fight’s back on, deadpool-typical quips and all.

like. when i say catboy wade, here, do you see my vision. do you see what i’m imagining. dO YOU SEE IT I SAY

[briseroyawritingsblog]

𝑻𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆

𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒙 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

• +18 minors do it interact. just smut, seduction, blood sucking, biting, unprotected sex, little oral (m), praising, etc.

𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 / 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

divider by @anitalenia

“Are you going to stake me, hunter?” You breathed straddling his perfect hips. Your sharp nails travelling up and down his naked chest, he groaned under his breath closing his eyes. “Poor Anna.. without protection now because you are here with me..” you smiled, canines growing out as you inhaled his scent. Rubbing your dripping wet heat against his growing cock. His black slacks were loosed, he was sleeping when you snuck to his bed since the Valerian Castle was empty. Thundering outside, you had a perfect opportunity to take what you craved. “I will rip your heart out..” he breathed feeling your tongue on his nipples softly swirling around them. “You would be doing it now.. but you aren’t..” smiling provocatively you straddled his hips again hands on his toned stomach caressing his muscles there reaching near his happy trail. He nearly moaned. “I kill your kind, you’re nothing but all the same” you cooed at his words.

“Why aren’t you killing me now?” You bit your lower lip rolling your hips against his making him moan softly beneath you. He hated to admit that the moment he saw you, he wanted you. Licking your mouth you pulled him up to sit straight. He grunted letting you, licking your way into his mouth your mouths collided in hot kiss. Tongues touching sending needy sensations down your spine. You moaned seductively pulling on his slacks so the belt and buttons opened revealing his hard cock. You drooled at the sight of it “I make you feel this way..” whining your shimmied between his legs wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock sucking on it. His hand gripped your long locks guiding you on his length grunting gritting his teeth in pleasure. “It’s okay to admit.. admit it..” you pulled away with a pop giving him soft kitty licks. He trembled– you pushed him back down and climbed on top of him.

Pulling your black dress up on your waist hovering your naked dripping wet core over his cock slowly sinking down on him. He moaned out, you smiled mischievously “let them hear you sugar..” your hips slid back and forth gyrating your pussy over his thick veiny length. He filled you out so perfectly, touching your shoulders you sped up your movements fucking yourself on his cock looking at him as your fangs grew out even more. He gripped your waist pulling you closer breathing harshly swallowing. “Too bad I can’t carry your angel babies..” you whined tipping your head back your breasts nearly jumping out of your dress as he gripped one in his hand squeezing it. You growled with hunter taking you his thumb between your lips to suck on it. “I-I.. I don’t remember you” he moaned watching your pussy take all of his cock as you rode him.

“You don’t have to sugar.. my master does, he remembers you” moaning loudly you fastened your hips fucking him making him groan and grit his teeth chest heaving in deep breasts hands on your naked derrière squeezing the supple flesh. Tipping your head back your hands combed through his long silky brown hair pulling him closer but he flipped you over lifting your waist off the silky sheets pounding into you. You laughed seductively letting him use you. Curling your legs around his waist, your skins clapping echoed in the empty room. The cold breeze blowing out the candles settling the room in darkness you scratched down his manly back stopping above his pumping ass. “Ughhhh.. more more..” whining spurring him on, your sharp fangs sinking into his neck piercing his veins. He moaned loudly, slamming you down into the mattress fucking into you. You gulped on his blood, clinging to his body nails digging into his shoulder blades. Pulling away to breathe your moans only increased when you neared your orgasm soon he was yelling his orgasm against your neck, you came the same second drenching his mighty length in your essence squeezing him deeply in your core milking him. “Mmmm Mr Van Helsing..” you whimpered, he looked down at you gorgeous hair falling over his face his thumb carrying your lower lip. “You got me under some kind of a spell..” you nodded smiling as your canines grew out again. “Mmmm..”

-

happy spooky season 🩸

[lover-222]

Birthday Boy (JF)

warning: smut 18+

…

y/n had everything planned, she had went earlier in the day to victoria secret. she had found a perfect white lingerie set that she knew joão would love. it was his birthday so she wanted him to feel special. she set lit candles in their room and dimmed the lights.

she took a shower and lathered on her strawberry scented shampoo, she knew that joão secretly loved it. after her shower she dried and styled her hair. y/n already had her lingerie laid out on the bed, all she had to do was put on a little bit of makeup.

she sat down in font of her vanity and started her makeup. she did a simple small wing liner, waterproof mascara, highlighter, and lipstick. after that she changed into her lingerie set, it was a bit cold in their house so she also put on one of joão's white dress shirts that fit her big. she fixed their room since she knew joão was about to come home from training.

she lit the last candle, then heard the door open. he wore grey sweatpants and a white hoodie, his hair was messily done. joão looked beautiful as ever. he looked for y/n, until he spotted her in the entrance of their bedroom.

"hi my angel, what a pretty set you have on" he smirked as he looked her up and down; he wanted to devour her whole.

he wrapped his arms around her body and played with one of her long strands of hair.

"i heard it was a special boys' birthday today" she told him while looking up at his doe eyes. his brown eyes were a deeper shade of brown, lust filled his eyes. she took his hand and led him to their bed, she lightly pushed him on the bed, making him sit down.

joão took off his hoodie, leaving him completely shirtless. he reached out to y/n but she stopped him.

"no no no, not yet." she said as she started to teasingly take of the white dress shirt.

she looked absolutely beautiful to joão, her long black hair was flowy and soft. the white lingerie set hugged her figure, she looked like a doll; small and delicate.

y/n got on top of him making sure to give him small kisses on his abdomen, earning whines from the boy. she trailed kisses all the way to his collarbones, she bit him not too hard but enough to leave a mark. y/n kissed his neck while also leaving a couple of hickey's. joão was a mess under, his eyes were closed and he whined from the simple pleasure.

he was growing hard under her, "fuck my love you're teasing me".

"no i'm taking my time with you pretty boy, i like the way you moan for me" she teased him as she slightly grinded on his hard clothed cock.

y/n attacked his lips, she started making out with him. joão's hands trailed all over body but they settled on her ass. while y/n played and pulled his hair, making him groan.

she pulled away and looked at him, his cheeks were scarlet red and his lips were plump; the most beautiful sight ever. joão sat straight and leaned back on the headboard. he watched y/n's every move, she moved down and pulled down his sweatpants along with his boxers.

she kissed his thighs along with his cock, y/n looked up at him. he'd shut his eyes with the amount of teasing that y/n was doing.

"baby please please" joão whined.

"patience my love" she answered.

she took his cock in her hand and started licking it slowly. she kitty licked his tip and then would slowly twirl her tongue over his slit, that was already covered with precum. she took him into her mouth, while joão reached down to her head and grabbed her hair making a ponytail. he bobbed her head up and down, making her deepthroat him. her eyes were teary eyed but joão loved watching her taking him all in her mouth.

joão felt euphoric in her mouth, he was so close to his climax. the way she gagged on him and continued to spit and suck on his cock turned him on even more. she never lost the eye contact with him, her big eyes looked up at him. watching him come undone and watching him cum was incredibly hot.

he came in her mouth, he took her hand and pulled her up, so she was sitting on top of him. joão's cum was on the corner of her mouth. he reached out and wiped it off with his thumb, then made her open her mouth. she then sucked off his cum off of his thumb while gently sucking on it. y/n looked at the boy who was paying close attention to what she was doing.

at this point y/n's lingerie was on the floor, he was taking her all in. she was divine to him, she was a goddess to him and would do anything to worship her; and that's exactly what he did. he gently bit one of her breast yet still sucking on it, and then would massage the other. he desired her so bad, he was eager to have her.

"tonight's about you baby, my birthday boy" she told him then kissed him again.

she sat on his cock, and started to ride him. he was in pure bliss, he loved every second of it. she looked absolutely beautiful on top of him. the way her moans would synch with his would raised the sexual tension. every thrust into her was filled with so much pleasure.

y/n was reaching her climax as was joão, he swiftly grabbed her and was now topping her. his thrust became sloppier as they were both reaching their high. they came together, and laid next to each other.

"fuck that was amazing babe, i love you" joão said as he kissed her.

"you're welcome birthday boy" she replied then smiled.

[chrissdollie]

car sex with chris in the rain 🥰

combining with this request: Imagine Chris driving you around taking you to run all ur errands and then fucking you in the car for making him wait till you guys got home 💕

a/n: first time writing oral for a man pls no be mean😓

warnings/notes: nsfw smut, oral (m receiving), car sex, NOT PROOFREAD will probably suck, mentions “strands of hair” and “brushes hair”, pet names (baby, sweets, my pretty girl, angel), ending sucks ass like always x wc: 1.35k

pretty water droplets pitter patter onto chris' brand new car's windows. you're in control of the aux, holding his phone in both hands as you scroll through your customized playlist. you two had been out almost all day just running around and getting some errands done here and there. once you finished, you two picked up the beautiful vehicle from the dealership. your boyfriend's a little too anxious to get home. he was ready to pounce on you the minute you walked out of your shared bedroom earlier that day in a tiny little skirt. but he’d been patient, letting you get your errands done and paying for everything like the perfect boyfriend he is (duh). he's rushing to get home to finally relieve himself after a sexually torturous day.

unbeknownst to him, you’ve been turned on almost as long as he has. and watching chris drive was not helping, instead making you feel a way you didn't think it would. his hands gripping the steering wheel frustratingly as he waits for traffic to start moving, the annoyed teething on his bottom lip, his bouncing leg-- it all affected you down there. oh but the worst part was when he had to drop something off at his friend’s house. he'd kept one hand on the wheel as he spun around to parallel park, his other arm reaching behind the head of your seat as he stuck his tongue out in concentration. that was horrible for you, you had clenched your thighs together and kept both of your hands in between them, somewhat embarrassed of your horniness.

you huff around twenty-thirty minutes away from home, giving up on the music. you put chris’ phone back on the middle console, turning your head to look out the window after. you always feel like the universe makes it rain just for you, like it knows how you love it. dropping your head slowly, you needily bite down on your glossed lip. you decide to give into your invasive thoughts by leaning over towards chris. he raises a brow, turning his head to you for a quick second before looking back at the road.

your hand reaches for the waistband of his fresh love sweats, tugging at them to let him know what you’re about to do-- or more so give. he smirks in realization, of course he was right. he knew you were ogling his muscles earlier with an aroused look on your face. “baby.. i’m drivin.” he states the obvious in a warning tone, but makes no moves to remove your hand. you lower the material along with his boxers’ waistband before pulling out his monster cock. you take in a breath at the sight of your boyfriend’s pinky tip, small drops of precum leaking out. chris gently moves his hand to the back of your head before you bend lower to test the waters with a sweet kitty lick right on the tip. his breath hitches and his knuckles tighten on the wheel. anybody sitting in their car waiting for the green light could turn their head and see a head of hair right above the driver's cock. it sent a rush into chris-- the idea of being seen. you hum softly, your freshly manicured finger rubbing small circles on where you licked, spreading your saliva around.

your eyes raise, looking up at your boyfriend with innocent bats of your lashes. he presses the hand against your head lower to shove your mouth onto his dick. he opens his mouth to let out a sigh when you start bobbing your head. your pretty hand wraps around the lower part you can't fit inside your mouth, fisting up and down roughly. he bucks up into your mouth with a small whine while twirling his fingers in your hair. "you're getting-- awshit.. so much better at this, sweets, s'proud of y-you.." he stutters at the end of his sentence when you choke on his length, determined to have more in you. he steps on the gas when the light turns green, ignoring your small gargles to focus on the road. you come back up and swirl your tongue around his red tip while chris lets out small grunts and praises.

"fuck this." your boyfriend spits, tired of waiting. he pulls into a secluded area abruptly causing your head to snap up curiously. he puts the car in park before grabbing your face with both hands to smash his lips on yours. you moan into the kiss as your boyfriend immediately shoves his tongue inside your mouth to play with yours. he pulls back for a moment to cock his head towards the backseats of his brand new car. you giggle, kissing his cheek before climbing into the back, your skirt riding up as you do. he slaps your ass before crawling behind you. you lean against the side before chris pulls down your skirt and panties, shoving two digits inside. he rubs your clit in circles before pushing his fingers inside of you, pumping in and out at a quick pace. you mewl, hitting your head against the window. he leans into lazily make out with you as he brings you to your first orgasm. "ah- ohmygosh-- chrisss.." you moan, releasing on his fingers and the car's seats.

"oh shit 'm sor-" you begin apologizing but get cut off when chris kisses you again, mumbling something along the lines of, "don't worry 'bout it. jus wanna make you feel good." he pecks your cheek before tugging down his sweats. he watches your liquids flow out of your pussy for a few seconds, seeing the way it just gushes out. it's gross of him to be staring like that, you suddenly go a little shy. you nudge his shoulder. "heyy!" you embarrassedly regain his attention to focus on the main event. he chuckles and lines up with your entrance. your walls almost immediately suction around his tip when he pushes in. once he's fully in, chris lets you cockwarm him for a few moments before his hands grab ahold of your waist and begins to thrust in and out of you. the sounds of your pretty whimpers mixed with the pouring rain outside is musical in your boyfriend's ears. along with your bodies smacking against one another, of course.

"my pretty girl." he groans, his pace speeding up. you babble incoherent nonsense, squeezing your eyes shut as he digs his face into your neck to leave kisses and love marks. "fuckk!" you whine out, his hips drilling into you roughly. his teeth clench together as he removes a gripped hand from your waist to your chest, groping and squeezing one of your tits. "oh shit, ohhh shit.." he sighs, picking his head up to stick his tongue in your mouth. you messily suck and pull on each other's lips, your saliva mixing together. he bites down onto your bottom lip before you let out a needy moan. he pulls back, flashing you a cocky smile as he does. his hand pinches your bud to watch your face pinch in a mixture of pain and pleasure. the action causes your walls to pulse around him. "cum on my dick angel. cmon, please." chris' pace falters as his hips begin to stutter. your eyes roll back, your head tilting up as you squeeze your boyfriend's bicep. your buck your lower half up before releasing for the second time.

chris follows you not long after, making sure he gets all of his cum inside of you. he pushes all the liquid he can into your seepy cunt before pulling out. he quickly pulls up his drawers so you can lay your weight onto his body, gripping onto his shirt's fabric before tiredly kissing him for a minute or so. you pull back and drop your head onto his clothed chest with a sleepy sigh. he lazily plays with the bottom of your hair, his legs tangled with yours. "i am never waiting that long ever again." chris dryly chuckles. you grin in response, nodding with a little hum of agreement.

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[kisseobie]

Hard hours🤭🤭

I’d love to read any of your thoughts about the members being more submissive. Headcannons, a MtL, drabbles, whatever rly!!

I love your writing so so much im so glad someone is writing for soulseob now<3

p1harmony as subs

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

genre: nsfw (mdni)

a/n: soooo glad i’m getting some sub piwon asks because i haven’t explored it enough .. i consider myself a switch leaning submissive so it’s natural for me to write dom piwon but i dabble in the sub piwon fantasy as well mwahahaha

𓇼 keeho

sooo whiny and needy. although he’s playful in nature, i don’t really think keeho would be as bratty as a sub as most may assume. in fact, i think he would be pretty happy to comply with your demands, whether you’re treating him like the finest of china, or defiling him like a bitch in heat. he prefers to be degraded and treated like a slut, but is always eager to give you sloppy kisses while you fuck your fingers into his hole. loves to be slapped on his face and spat on, he’s just so dirty when he’s in subspace. aftercare is super important with him though, the contrast makes him dizzy but fills his heart up with warmth and comfort. isn’t very mouthy in terms of dirty talk, but does moan very high pitched, to the point where you sometimes have to clasp a hand atop his mouth to shut him up. keeho is also a big fan of toys as well—a true size queen in my head, fucks himself with his dildos to prepare for the eventual pounding you give him with your strap-on <333

𓇼 theo

on the opposite end of keeho, theo is an absolute brat in bed. doesn’t comply with your orders, defies your every command with a smirk, like it’s the funniest thing in the world. in reality, he just wants to be punished, wants to be overstimulated to the point where he can’t remember his own name. when yangie slips into subspace, it lasts for hours, not that you would ever complain when he’s so fun to play with. your boyfriend is a munch, so he’ll spend an eternity kitty licking at your cunt and leaving his weeping cock aching and untouched. you’d offer to help him, but his brattiness forces you to be oh so mean to him, rutting your pussy against his face, not allowing him to breathe several seconds at a time. it all just makes more blood rush to his cock, and soon he’ll be begging and dropping the bratty act, pleading for you to please just touch him :(

𓇼 jiung

a bit shy every time he subs, but that doesn’t mean he’s not excited! ji is just so pretty, you can’t help but worship his body and praise him like he’s the most angelic thing on the planet (he is!). jiung particularly loves when you blindfold him, the deprivation of the sight of what you plan to do to him builds up a strange bubbly feeling in his tummy. isn’t a big fan of pegging, personally he’s not the type to bask in the soreness that’ll surely burden him the following morning. despite his distaste for pegging, he’s not entirely opposed to you exploring his hole, encourages it even, when your fucking your tongue into the tight concave. jiung isn’t too vocal, but his little gasps, paired with the slight wobble of his lips when you do something particularly pleasurable, is enough to signal to you just how much your boyfriend loves to be treated like the pretty princess he is

𓇼 intak

not a brat, not incredibly docile, but a secret third thing… seriously though, intak’s approach to being submissive has you dazed and confused at times. he’s so incredibly pliant in certain situations, but squirms so damn much at other times that you mistake his natural bodily reactions as defiance. don’t punish him for pulling away please! it makes him a bit sad :( he’s just so sensitive, sometimes the constant assault of your fingers prodding at his hole and pinching his nipples is just too much for his pretty little body :( if you call him anything like “good boy” or “pup” he’s drooling, and if he had a tail, it would most definitely be wagging. intak really loves to fuck his cock into you, but all the power lies in your hands. tell him to slow down and he’s slowing the fuck down.. it’s funny how you have him wrapped around your finger. is very loud in bed, babbles a lottttt lol

𓇼 soul

so slutty bro.. he’s so willing to take anything you want to give him. breath play? he’s expecting your hand around his throat in t-minus ten seconds. you wanna tie him up? he might already know a thing or two about shibari. he’s just so excited to be the center of attention, loves your praises of his body, loves being humiliated equally as much. i think he’s the biggest fan amongst the members of edging, sho finds it so sexy that you’re in total control of his climax, feels lightheaded when you curl your fingers tightly around his tip as a make-shift cockring because you know he can’t hold it in without it :(( oh and he fully expects to be pegged, even sends you the sluttiest pictures of his fingers fucking into his hole when you’re stuck at work—just to let you know that he’s prepped himself for you :O

𓇼 jongseob

i think sub seob comes out in a very vulnerable way… he just naturally falls into subspace when he’s feeling unconfident or needy. really really loves to hear your praises every time you pop your mouth off of his cock when you’re worshipping his dick. whines so pathetically when you pull off of him suddenly, but thanks the lord above when you replace your lips with your cunt. i think he might possibly be the most pliant and obedient of the six. it takes a lot of experimenting with him for jongseob to figure out just what he likes when he’s subbing, so be patient with him. i think he’d love to be pegged every once in a while, especially if he’s a bit tipsy lol.. overall is just a good boy who wants to feel loved </3

a/n: i haven’t been beta reading anything i’ve posted tonight because i’m too lazy but i’ll come back later to do that and fix any grammatical errors if there are any lol

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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[milfm1lk]

𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 — 𝟏𝟕+

( afab!reader x ur fav male!char <3 )

✧ summary— ur bf makes u c//m… again. that’s all ;0

✧ cw— smut, afab reader, reader has a kitty but no pronouns/other descriptions are mentioned, u have a bf (he/him), vibrators, pwnp >;), vry self indulgent writing style. like, this is literally one of my fantasies written out so it’s kinda descriptive & wordy. daddy tumbly might hit this with a community label lol.

✧ a/n— let’s not talk about how my last post was 7months ago lol. i use the word sweet a lot, i think in my other fics i do so as well…. lol. hope u enjoy, ily guys, have an awesome week 🫶🏾

A mewled sigh leaves your lips as your mind pulls itself out of it’s haze, suddenly leaving you aware of your current situation, but only for a moment, before it sank back into that same dizzying mist of desire. The sound of your soft, shaky breath, laced with whimpers & whines filled your ears, married to the low, repetitive hum of your vibrator.

Your lashes flutter, eyes daring to tip into the back of your skull when you steal a glance at your boyfriend. Your back is arching against the wall, fluffy pillows threatening to sink you deeper into bliss whilst your legs are spread wide open, trembles rippling through them every now and then. He's between them, whispering oh so sweet nothings to you– or maybe to the sweetness between your legs? It was hard to tell anymore, not that it mattered. How could it, when the vibrator buried deep inside of you buzzes so sweetly against your core? How could it, when your boyfriend plays so lovingly with your pussy, thumbing at your pretty, puffy clit so perfectly?

A choked moan leaves you, hips bucking and grinding into his touch as you bring your fingers to lace with his, early morning sunlight gracing his skin– you could've sworn he was an angel. One sent from the highest of heavens, and just for you. “. . .Is it good? Do you like it?” he breathed. Fuck. He was an angel, and he has no fucking idea what he's doing to you.

You nod with a sob, the sudden build in pleasure leaving your skin hot and heart racing, your hips desperately rocking and quivering against his thumb, savoring the feeling. A tingling sensation runs through your clit so deliciously, the walls of your cunt clenching and fluttering around the vibe as a sweet ache pools a fire in your abdomen. “F-Fuck..” your boyfriend groaned lowly, moving his other thumb to spread your left lip, leaving you far more vulnerable to the cool air, his gaze and his touch.

The thought alone; his words, his actions, him– it's enough to push you over the edge, his name rolling so sweetly off your tongue– eyes rolling, back arching and muscles tensing as you climax, your body suddenly aware, suddenly sensitive to everything; every touch, every feeling. Relishing in the release of your high, your boyfriend coos, leaning forwards to press soft kisses along your collar, never once stopping his gentle rubs to your clit, “So sweet..”

[hyewka]

i NEED something with dom!taehyun 😣 i never see much of taehyun! even tho he's such a cutie 🤭

warnings: gagging, fingering, use of pet names, degradation kink but also praise from taehyun, squirting

note: he truly is a cutie, after lolla especially, lord 😵‍💫 it’s when he’s on stage do i find him the most attractive ..respectfully kang taehyun can gag me all night for all i care!!

Talked about this before but swear Taehyun would love having you choke on his dick, doesn’t matter how big he is, he’ll have you stay down to your nose squashed against his abdomen, his hands on the back of your head, gripping your hair of which your scalp is burning, gargling and teary eyed—with absolutely no emotion on his face. He keeps his composure, looking down at you, not having to be a man of many words for you to feel like dirt on his feet, a dirty whore only for his use, it’s so degrading and embarrassing… and you love it. When he lets you pull away from his dick out of your mouth, you cough up a storm, your vision near blurring trying to get your breathing back as you look up from your position, sprawled on the floor— and he smirks, the only emotion you manage to get out of him so far. Using his index finger to lift your chin up and meet his eyes, he pouts and you think he’d shoot you a praise to work with, “You couldn’t last just thirty more seconds?

“Dumb kitty.” Of course not. With his black framed glasses propped on the tip of his nose, his chin raised high like you truly were a dumb pet, the uncomfortable feeling of wetness welcomes itself between your thighs.

Likes the feeling of forcing fingers inside, spreading your lips so far apart you’re crying for him to stop, especially when he goes as far as to graze his teeth against your clit, the pain far too overwhelming. “Safe word angel, and I’ll stop.”

He says because he knows you like it all too much, the way the pain bleeds into the pleasure, you could barely tell the difference with it clouding your mind. When you don’t respond with what you agreed upon, he tries to force a third finger in, whispering with his mouth near the shell of your ear. “Know you can take one more princess, ease up.”

The painful stretch of three in you has you whimpering, legitimately all red in the face as you feel him move inside of you, adjusting his fingers, experimenting. “Good girl, look at your pussy swallowing in my fingers, it’s like you’re made for it.”

Also, definitely likes fucking in front of a mirror so he does have you actually look at the way his fingers disappear into your sopping cunt, then back out. If you’re lucky, could get a few more words from him, quiet groans from the back of his throat as he watches you fall apart on his fingers, “Fuck, so tight.”

Taehyun would have you naked from head to toe, while he’s still clothed, holding a vibrator against your clit to the point of overstimulation, your throat sore and your face ruined— mascara running down, your pupils blown out, hair plastered onto your forehead from sweat, nose runny and red. Has you squirting on the sheets, warm liquid spurting everywhere, embarrassingly making you mewl, your cheeks turning red, “I told you I had to go!” you whine into your arms, trying to hide your face while completely turning your body away from him. This was by far the most embarrassment you’ve felt; you feel like you’ve just ruined the mood.

But Taehyun…lord he’s a freak and do I die by that statement. Has his hands on your knees before completely spreading your legs for him. You don’t even know what he’s doing before you feel his nose against your clit, breath fanning against your skin. “Taehyun what-“

Not another word before the feeling of Taehyun’s tongue, warm wet muscle licking up your folds, drinking what he could get from your pussy like a starved man.

[anantaru]

sucking diluc off in public is my dream

cw. oral (male! receiving), throatfucking, public syx, fem! reader

the way diluc was whenever you two were intimate with each other was exactly how he was in real life, entirely merciless when he craved to pleasure you, but reserved when it's you doing it to him— when you suddenly realize he's been rubbing against his clothed bulge ever so often with a dizzy haze in his eyes as he yearns for some relief.

"we— ugh, shouldn't," he panics at first when you guide him towards the safe area of the angels share, "if someone sees us—" and despite his previous fear of being caught with his dick literally down your throat and his pants down, there's a pleasurable burn crawling over his groin when your mouth presses into him until your nose tickles his base, and the way he looks at you was needy, and a little wild and exciting.

diluc watches with both attention and interest as you leisurely pull back to suckle on his tip, your tongue continuously kitty licking at the underside of his cock, both your frames veiled away in the sheltered upstairs area of his tavern where customers couldn't spot you.

his eyes were fully focused on you, but mostly they caught on to the borderline painful looking stretch of your lips wrapping around his thick shaft, his large hand caressing the back of your head as you guide your mouth lower.

"angel, fuck— you feel so so good," his voice was continuously breaking under the weight of your plump lips wrapping and molding into his shape and shit— he loves seeing you like this, eager to tease him and the fact that he was the only person you'd do this to sent his body in a frenzy.

you're both so filthy— adventurous for doing this right now, and every time he hears the pesky noises from downstairs, be it the clashing of cups or the loud yells of drunk customers, his thighs violently shake under your touch when you bring his attention back with a harsh stroke of your head bobbing down.

you look up at him, hollowing out your cheeks and swirling your tongue over the tip as you pull back, making his muscles scream for more of this, more relief as you manage to give him more.

diluc wasn't necessarily the loudest whenever you were intimate with each other, while now for the first time, he has to be quiet in order to keep your bodies sheltered from someone catching up on the two of you. despite the soft grunts that will sometimes rumble in his chest, he keeps himself silent, but finds himself in trouble when you're  trying harder and harder to take inch after inch, his body reacting when your throat flexes whenever you attempt to taste more of him.

he is just so warm and big in your mouth it fizzles your eyes with tears— and your throat just loved the stretch of his member, or his musky scent invading your nostrils and taking claim of your delirious mind.

you love every bit of what was going on and so did he— from the calloused hand on the back of your head holding you against his dripping cock, to his tip hitting the back of your throat over and over whenever you let him fuck your mouth like he wanted to, and not to forget the friction from your digits suddenly sliding down south to push between your thighs rubbing together, relieving yourself off any bit of the tension going on within your wet sex aching for him.

"jus... like that doll," he hisses at you, "so good, fuck—,"

he's digging his fingers into your head and holds you down on his erection as you gulp filthily around him, your messy spit oozing from the sides of your mouth and dribbling down from your chin to the wooden floor, smearing across not only yourself but his pants as well.

his cock twitches when you squeeze his balls and massage them in your palm, his shaft thickening in a way that you can evidently taste it on your tongue as he cums with a silent cry of your name, his greedy seed spilling hot inside of you as he continues to throatfuck you.

you press your fingernails into the flesh of his muscular thighs as you swallow his gift, and diluc groans at the sight, his eyes open wide after having himself lost in the hot tightness of your mouth.

you whimper around his shaft, barely— a vibration so pathetic that he glances down at you sheepishly, his cock still crowded into your wet mouth as you meet his gaze through doused lashes.

"you did so well, love .."

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[holybibly]

Hello mistress! I hope you have been drinking plenty of water, eating and resting well. I have emerged from the shadows to present to you a request. I haven’t exactly done one of these before so…yeah. Is it possible if you could do a San x Seonghwa x Reader please? I really love threesomes (double stimulation much???) You don’t have to though, it’s always completely up to you.

<333

It's true that my bunnies haven't shared their unholy thoughts and desires with me. Don't you have any unholy bunny thoughts? You've all been so quiet recently. Should I be a bit meaner to you for the sake of your stimulation?

What a naughty bunny you are, should I punish you for your disobedience or reward you for daring to write me this, hmmm? Either way, I agree with you, double stimulation sounds just so delicious.

"Damn angel, you are so fucking perfect. I want to fuck you so bad. So fucking bad, baby." San's voice is drenched in need and desperation as he moans into your skin, leaving dirty, wet, open-mouthed kisses along your neck. His mouth sucks on you greedily, leaving the nasty purple marks on your throat, and his tongue licks the soft skin, making it tingle in a pleasurable way. If he could, he'd bite down on every goddamn millimetre of your body. "Can I really fuck her, Seonghwa?" He asks the long-haired brunet, stretched out in an exquisitely plush armchair in the corner of the bedroom. 

His face is in shadow, but when his dark, almost black, feline eyes meet San's equally beautiful, slanted ones, the tension between them is palpable. It crackles like electrical discharges gathering in the air before a storm.

San's hands slide down your back until the broad, slightly rough palms of his hands rest on the plump flesh of your bare bottom. Fuck, your bottom has always been his weakness—so beautiful, juicy, and thick, just the way he likes it. 

Roughly massaging and squeezing, he pushes his fingers deeper into your buttocks. You moan and arch your back as San spreads your legs so that Seonghwa can get a good look at your glistening, swollen pussy. You were already so damn wet, and that's what Seonghwa liked most about you—you were always dripping wet for him.

"Perfect, so perfect for me." San moaned into your shoulder once more before biting down on your skin until he made you whimper. 

"Why are you asking me? It was my angel's idea. Why didn't you ask her?" There was a bitter note in Hwa's velvety voice that almost made you laugh.

That was the absolute truth. It was your idea to invite San to your and Seonghwa's bedroom. 

Maybe it was a little bit cruel to the gentle, kitty boy, because both you and Seonghwa, and everyone else in Ateez, knew that San was hopelessly in love with you from the moment that Seonghwa introduced you to his groupmates. You were also well aware of Seonghwa's obsession with you and his selfless love for you. If, to you, he was the most beautiful and brightest star, then to him, you were the whole of the universe. 

The thought of being fucked by two incredibly sexy and amazing guys who were madly in love with you made you excited, but even more excited was thinking about how Hwa would react when he saw you getting fucked. Would he be jealous enough to want to rip you out of San's hands and show him how to treat you the right way? Would he comment condescendingly on how clumsy San was eating your pussy when he pushed San's pretty face deeper between your legs, pressing on the back of his head with his graceful hand? 

Hell, if this wasn't a real wet dream, what would you call it?

"Do you really want this?" San asks you, and it is this that brings you back to reality. His hands slide down your legs before he paddles them around his slender, slutty waist. Your hands tangle in his soft, silky hair, tugging lightly at the strands, and you think back, not without regret, to a time when his hair was longer. You are always such a slut for boys with long hair. 

"Yes, Sannie." You whisper as you press your hips against his clothed crotch, gasping when the soft fabric of his grey sweatpants bottoms rubs against your swollen clit. "I want you, baby."

It's enough to make San take action. He tips you onto the bed as he leans over you, hovering over your naked form, greedily studying the seductive curves, and you squirm slightly at how intense and hungry his gaze is. His hands slide down from your navel to your breasts before he begins to knead and roll your hardened nipples between his fingers.

You start to wriggle underneath him, whimpering and arching your back so that your tits are pressed into the palms of his hands. San pushes your legs apart with his knee and finds a comfortable position between your legs, his thigh pressing against your clit. You lift your hips and press against his thigh in search of some relief from the fire in your centre. The way you moan as the soft, designer fabric stimulates your throbbing, sensitive ball of nerves makes San grin at you. 

"Mm, my angel, would you like a ride on my thigh?"

You nod desperately, clinging to his broad, muscular shoulders as he lifts you back up. As San leans back on the headboard and spreads his legs, you climb up on your knees and sit on his thigh. You can feel how muscular and juicy his thighs are, even through the fabric of his grey sweatpants. San is clearly the kind of guy who never misses out on leg day when he is working out at the gym. 

"C'mon, love, have a ride on me. Use me as a toy for your pleasure.". 

You begin to rub against his thigh, moaning out loud and closing your eyes as you head back as the waves of pleasure wash over your body one after the other. Your hips find the perfect rhythm, pressing harder and harder against him, putting extra pressure on your clit as San tightens the muscles of his thigh beneath your flowing pussy. Your excitement is dripping out of you, soaking into the fabric of his trousers and leaving a big wet spot on the grey fabric. Your hips move faster, your fingers grab San's shoulders, and your nails dig into the golden, smooth skin as the pressure of orgasm builds inside you. 

"Slow down, Angel." Seonghwa's voice commands you. You have been so consumed with pleasure that you don't even notice him moving from the chair to the edge of the bed, his dark, predatory gaze piercing you. You can almost feel the way his eyes are focused on the spot where your plump little pussy is rubbing against San's thigh. 

You reluctantly obey your boyfriend's command and slow down to a torturous pace that doesn't bring you the relief you are looking for at all but only adds to your broken, needy state. Because of the change in speed, you feel the pressure of your approaching orgasm slowly slipping away from you, leaving you with nothing. You open your eyes and pout your lips in the direction of Seonghwa, silently begging him to let you come. Even though it was your idea and now you're rubbing your needy cunt against San's thigh, Seonghwa is controlling. 

"This is my beautiful girl." Seonghwa says, brushing your sweat-soaked hair away from your face with his hand. His fingers run delicately along the line of your jaw. "Do you like fucking yourself on San's thigh, my angel?"

"Mmm, Hwa, it feels so good." You moan and press your pussy harder against San. 

Seonghwa crawls across the bed like a big cat until he's kneeling behind you, his hand gently touching your neck. The feel of his fingers against your throat sends shivers down your spine and makes your pussy clench around nothing. He slowly begins to curl his fingers around your throat, closing off your airway.

Your movement on San's thigh stops as the air leaves your lungs. Your eyes roll up as black dots begin to dance at the edges of your vision, and you begin to feel dizzy, gulping air with your mouth.

"Do you like San more than me, Angel? Do you like fucking him more than me, little slut?" He purrs in your ear, his hot breath blowing against your cheek. Seonghwa slowly loosens his grip on your neck but doesn't let go; his fingers are still pressed against your skin, leaving aggressive red marks. 

Your hips quiver as you inhale greedily, and you feel your chest rise and fall as the air fills your lungs.

"I asked you a question, Angel." Seonghwa demands. "Do you think that San can fuck you better than I can fuck you?" Seonghwa's voice is as sharp as glass, and there is jealousy hidden beneath the rough and domineering tone. He doesn't like you whimpering and moaning when San touches you. He hates the way you rub that sweet, pink cunt of yours so eagerly against his thigh, like a cat in heat. It has to be only for him. He wants to take you back to his place, making you moan and writhe, biting you, liking you, and tearing you apart until you realise you belong only to him. And seweety boy San is going to have to watch him do it. 

"N-no, Hwa, it's not like that." You gasp as his fingers start to squeeze your neck again.

"Do you think he can make you cum better than me?" Seonghwa whispers threateningly in your ear.

At this moment, San's hands are squeezing your thighs hard, and he starts to move you along his thigh again. 

"I think I can do it." San challenges Seonghwa, raising his sharp feline gaze. As the boys exchange heated glances, your hand slides down to your clit, hoping they're too distracted to notice. Before you can touch yourself, Seonghwa grabs your hand. 

"Don't you dare touch yourself, angel." He growls. "Get off his thigh. Now."

You do as he says, moving down San's thigh, leaving a large wet spot on the soft grey fabric of his trouser leg. When you sit back down on the bed, Seonghwa wastes no time in spreading your legs and sliding down to engulf your wet, sweet cunt. His tongue begins greedily and quickly to slide down your slit, lapping up the juices pouring out of you.

You squeal as his teeth claw at your clit, the sharp sensation of pleasure tingling your skin and causing a fresh load of slime to leak from your hole straight into your boyfriend's beautiful mouth. Your fingers tangled in his long black hair, holding on to the roots with all your might as his tongue worked you mercilessly. Seonghwa's long, talented tongue has no problem plunging into your hole and begins to lick your silky, warm walls, which contract around him in an attempt to keep the slippery appendage inside. 

"Ah, shit, Seonghwa. That feels so good..." You cry out, wriggling on the bed.

"Fuck!" San swears as he watches you rhythmically move your hips against Seonghwa's face, smearing your juices all over his cheeks and chin as he devours you like there's no tomorrow. And while San guessed that Seonghwa was great with his tongue and could easily fuck you into oblivion with just his mouth, the sight of that long appendage sliding in and out of your cunt made his body tense. A mixture of excitement and envy coursed through his veins like scalding lava. He can fuck you just as well as Hwa, and he hopes to prove it to you.

As if he could read San's mind, Seonghwa grins wickedly into your pussy and accelerates the movements of his tongue. His sensual, plump lips wrap around your swollen clit, sucking it roughly as his tongue mercilessly circles it. 

"Hwa, don't stop." God, you were almost on the edge. Hot pleasure boiled under your skin and curled in your stomach, threatening to explode at any moment. You screamed as a long finger entered you, and Seonghwa continued his assault on your sensitive clit. You wanted to cum so badly, and you had already been interrupted once when you rode on San's thigh. The orgasm that kept building up felt a hundred times more intense now.

"Please, Hwa." You whimper and push your cunt into his mouth.

"Not yet." San says, and you turn your eyes to him. San looks so fucked—his cheeks are flushed, his hair is dishevelled, and his lips are swollen—but the look in his eyes is sharp and hungry. He will take what he can from you, even if he won't be the one to make you cum, not yet. "She can't come yet, Hwa."

Hearing San's request, Seonghwa withdraws completely, pulling his beautiful mouth away from you with a slight "pop" sound before his finger slips out of your hole, leaving you empty and unsatisfied. You whimper pitifully, lifting your hips in a silent plea for him to come down on you again. Seonghwa just smiles lecherously, slurping the remains of your mucus from his sensual, swollen lips. 

"Seonghwa, you can't..." You moan and try to reach up and grab his shirt, but San stops you halfway. He pushes you back onto the bed before taking Seonghwa's place between your spread legs.

"God, angel, you're dripping." San moans softly and leans down to your pussy, so close that you can feel his hot breath against your sensitive folds, sending shivers through your entire body. He slides two fingers along your wet slit, pushing your labia apart to watch your little hole flow and clench around nothing before gently plunging them in. You moan at the new sensation and try to push against his fingers to feel them deeper. San's fingers are thicker and rougher than Seonghwa's, and the stretching stings slightly as he pushes them further in until they're inside you to the very base.

It's only a moment before San starts to thrust his fingers into your cunt, using all his strength to destroy you. Your screams bounce off the walls, mixing with San's moans, Seonghwa's low purr, and the most disgustingly loud squelching of your pussy. 

"Is he better than me?" Seonghwa says it suddenly, pulling you out of the fog of lust. His hand tangles in your curls, pulling your head towards him and demanding an answer. You can't give it, not when San's tongue meets your swollen clit. "Answer me."

"N-no!" You moan, hoping to please your boyfriend.

Hearing this, San becomes even more determined and insistent. He adds a third finger, stretching you even further. His lips circle your clit, sucking the bud into his hot, soft mouth. Damn, he was good. Sure, not as good as Seonghwa or Hongjoong, but that's a story for another time. 

But it was enough to make you squirm. You've long suspected that San has an oral fixation, and the way he sucked on your cunt confirmed it.

Your back arched on the bed as you gasped from the excess of sensation. Your pussy squeezes his fingers, feeling your stomach tens up as the fire passes through you.

"I'm so close." The spiral in your stomach bursts, and all you can see is white as you cum on San's fingers and tongue, a sharp scream in the form of his and Seonghwa's names coming from your lips, sounding like a garbled mess.

San quickly replaces your fingers with his lips and drinks everything you give him. Purring like a damn cat, he slides the tip of his tongue inside you and licks the stretched edge of your hole. You shudder as you begin to feel overstimulated as his mouth continues to lick and suck you even after your orgasm begins to dissipate. Seonghwa intervenes as you start to squirm and tears start to form in your eyes, grabbing San's hair and pulling him back.

"You're so delicious, angel, so sweet. I want more." San licks the remains of your slime from his lips. "I can't wait to feel your tight little cunt wrapped around my cock. I promise I'll stretch you so much you'll feel like you're in heaven."

"Do you need a break, my angel?" Seonghwa asks as he leans down to kiss you. His lips are so soft and plump, and damn, it sends a new wave of excitement through your body.

"No." You say it, still out of breath but loud enough to be heard when Seonghwa pulls away from you. "I want you both. And I want it now."

[paymechildsupport]

Sukuna, Sweetheart <3 // ♡ "Worship me..."

Such a cootie patootie, the most baby girl princess in the psyche ward (Sukuna x Reader)

-!! Body worship, -- goofy poetic ahh smut, -- deitification

-------------------'*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'------------------- [Jus' thinkin about him getting on his knees to worship at my feet--] •┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

>>My lil' meow meow <33333333

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Sukuna hated humans. Hated how mundane they were in their everday life, hated how emotional they were bitching and moaning about their dead grandpa he just cleaved in half , -- hated how pitifully weak they were with the pests they claimed to "love".

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Luckily he has you, to whom he rants to everyday, perched atop his lap on his throne. He can finally let all these icks off his chest, vent to someone who'll listen to him for once. You were such a good listener, he sometimes didn't know how you'd do it, -- putting up with him in his most temperamental of moods. How could you be so nice, so patient, so understanding with such a disagreeable curse?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Sukuna didn't really believe in a place called "heaven"-- not like he'd ever go there anyways. But... with the way you'd look at him with those beautiful eyes of yours, Sukuna wondered if you were secretly an angel in disguise. You were the closest sensation he felt to "paradise", -- if divinity were real then you must be its incarnate.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You were serene as water, him the starving man in the desert. Was that really you over there, on the horizon-? Or a mere mirage, an embodiment of all his deepest desires projected straight from his mind's eye?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Oh, how he'd adore you; those claws going straight into his chest, digging out his abominable, monstrous heart-- or at least what was left of it, -- ripping it right from the cavity of his chest.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The sacrifices he paid, the countless slain all in the name of tribute. Your name etched onto so many graves. He'd sink to his knees before you, lounging all the likes of a belligerent god on his throne. Paying homage to, his god, his savior, - for whom he laid waste to entire villages for, for whom he'd destroy and conquer for until the very end of his accursed life. Such a greedy little thing, salivating just at the mere idea of your gaze being reserved solely for him. No other 'shall have the honor of your eye, -- that was his and his alone. Your attention, he craved, -- lusted for, which he feasted like a starving man from when graciously offered to him.

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥

ੈ♡˳ At your feet he'd present you with the heads of thousands. Blood, red and bright, pooled at your feet, puddles of his devotion, liquidized. Drunken eyes greedily feasted on your divine figure, adoring every surface, every crevice, every scar etched into your flesh, every fold of your skin, every wrinkle- every uneven line in your complexion.

ੈ♡˳ You'd bring your hand down, fingers feeling over his skin, reaching under and tilting his face upwards. Looking every bit the excited puppy, you could swear he'd even start to drool at your touch. Your hand would twine in his hair, nails scraping his scalp in such a pleasurable way it had him purring, leaning right into your soft touch.

ੈ♡˳ Silly little thing looked so expectant, so adoring of your mere presence. His lips gently pressed into the curve of your palm, the sensation of his canines grazing your flesh as he traced upwards.

ੈ♡˳ So soft, so gentle, his tongue would trail, tasting you, savoring you. Kitty licks up your forearm, hot air from his lungs huffing, his body practically vibrating with the carnal need to reveal himself fully to you. Laid before your feet, naked and bare, his body all yours, -- he needed your gaze, your attention on him, -- all of him.

ੈ♡˳ Your body so precious, he'd handle it like the most beautiful of porcelain. Hold you gently, as if you were mad of glass. The terror of accidentally damaging you with his immense strength. You were his greatest temptation, the wine he'd down in a heartbeat.

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥

Your body was a temple, being inside of it brought Sukuna the closest to the gods as he'd ever been. Buried deep inside you, your bodies becoming one, he'd take you lovingly in the night. How he adored when you'd fall with the sun, landing like a fallen star into his arms.

He'd pour his heart out for you, emptying his essence right in your middle.

Your own release was a gift from his non-existent Heaven. He'd rather die than waste a single drop; eager to take you in his mouth and swallow you up in deep gulps. He'd never had something sweeter. He was a very picky man with his food, - your relief being a five-star meal.

Your body writhed underneath him; your flush faced soaked with fat tears being the sight to undo him fully. You were so pretty and ethereal, the most beautifully pure sight for such a cruel, vile world. Such purity for Sukuna to tarnish, to corrupt, to savor with his tongue and swallow whole.

You underneath him, panting, soft gasps and little moans,-- perfect body marred with his love. Marked up good, neck missing a chunk from where he bit it off. Hands fucking your body everywhere, his tongue fucking into your entrance, sending you to cloud nine. He could spend for eternity in between your legs, head rested between your thighs, lapping up his reward with a devotion unknown to mere man.

High off him, chest covered and legs lathered with his seed, face reflecting the look of pure worship he'd show you, -- this was the sight that stole the breath straight from Sukuna's lungs. You were his masterpiece; littered in his loving marks, stuffed full from his raw adoration, hollowed by his cocks.

He ate up your delicious moans, -- relishing in your pleads for him.

No, love was too fickle, too human for Sukuna.

...

But pure, undiluted worship? ...

... That, he would breathe into you until your very last, dying breath.

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Sukuna brain rot goes so hardddd :(( I saw that pic of him with heart pupils in the manga leaks and couldn't help myself--

It's so hilarious to me he has such a thing for literature and poetry, -- makes me love em' even more (imagine him dedicating entire hymns and poets to you back in the Heian Era :0 )

(kitten. :3 ).

[klttn]

Can we get some husk smut with a brat reader pretty please!!🥺

𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃’ 𝓁𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓅𝑜𝓅

pairing : husk x f!reader

content!! : smut! spanking. slapping. husk has a knot. shh don’t look at me like that. knotting and breeding.

summary : you just want husk to be rougher with you so angel gets you a little slutty and tipsy and lets husk deal with the aftermath and brattiness.

"angieee, are you sure about this?” you whined, slight buzz causing a little slur as you spoke.

angel smirked at you, “of course, honey, all men love a bit of skin, especially with tits and ass like yours,” he posed, imitating your figure, winking in the process.

you don't know how you let yourself be convinced into this, you just wanted to get to husk, make him jealous. but now, you were several shots in, that was just your pre drinks, and wearing a skirt so short and top so revealing, being naked would be more modest.

the tiny piece of fabric you had on barely touched the bottom of your ass, hugging it just so that you could see the faint outline of the lingerie set you had on underneath it. husk’s favourite set of yours.

the matching corset bra made your boobs look ravishing. husks favourite thing about it. the soft flesh of your tits spilling out of it oh so cutely. the tightness gripping you just so, drawing all the attention to the contrast of your waist.

you tried to convince angel you would need a top but he thought otherwise.

the look was finished off with sheer lacey stockings that only accentuated the curve of your thighs more and a pretty ribbon tangled into a bow in your hair, just the way husk liked it.

“baby, you look hot, hotter than me, hot.” angel sighed, dragging you out of your thoughts and handing you another shot which you gladly accepted. “now let’s get this show on the road, my moneys on we don’t even make it to the door.”

you giggled at angels exclamation before grabbing a candy lollipop to suck on, feeling more n more of the alcohol take over you. “you’re so silly, angie.”

he sent a cheesy smile your way as you let him take ahold of your hand to pull you down the stairs to where husk was tending the bar.

the closer you got the more nervous you got, the excitement of the alcohol mixing with the rush of what was to come.

that’s when you made eye contact with husk. you gulped tasting the sweet strawberry in your mouth.

“what the fuck.” it wasn’t a question that left husks mouth but a statement. “y/n what the fuck are you wearing.”

angel smirked and lent on a nearby wall, watching as you strutted over to husk.

“an outfit, dummy, do you like it?” you teased, twirling your hips, letting your skirt sway up just enough for him to see your ass.

husk more than liked it. “fuckin christ, have you been drinking?”

you moved your finger to your lips pulling out the red candy with a pop, giggling a little as you did so, “i’m going out with angie, wanted to look cute n we had some drinks in his room!!”

cute? you looked like pure sin. and husk was trying desperately not to imagine something else filling up where that stupid piece of candy rested.

you noticed husk eye your mouth as you slipped the treat back in, lips all puffy now from sucking. “so i have you to blame, huh?” he shifted his attention toward angel, eyeing him up in the corner.

“easy, big boy, she looks cute does she not?” angel asked, your eyes shifting to husks, hopeful and wide.

husk looked you up and down before cursing under his breath, “fuck, you know she does,” he almost whines, feeling the affect you had on him, “but you’re not going out looking like that.”

you huffed, rolling your eyes, “try n stop me, kitty,” you whispered to husk, leaning forward and kissing him, pushing the lolli past his lips and giving it to him before attempting to walk back to angel.

“that fuckin lollipop.” husk clicked his tongue, crunching the sweet and grabbing you by the hips, throwing you over his back, “you’re not going out looking like that because you’re coming to my room with me and you won’t be leaving it for the next few hours.” he spat, landing a few swats to your ass where it was resting on his shoulder.

angel rolled his eyes, smiling, “be gentle with her, would you huskie?”

“she’ll be lucky if every inch of her body isn’t covered by the time you get home.”

“laters, you kinky fucks,” angel winked at you, heading for the door as you feigned trying to escape… not that you actually could. husk was strong, far stronger than you.

“husk. let me go,” you demanded as he carried you to his room.

“you can go when you learn some fuckin respect.”

you made it to husks room in a flash, him opening and locking the door before you could even form another sentence.

he was pissed. maybe you overdid it. just a little.

he threw you on the soft, familiar mattress of his bed before leaning over you, stern eyes watching your every move.

“what the fuck has gotten into you, doll?” you wouldn’t even look at him, afraid you’ll break seeing him so assertive. “you’re being such a brat.”

“hmph, am not.”

husk scoffed, almost finding this cute, almost.

“first you come down in that little outfit, then you’re getting your entire ass out for me and then that damn sucker, you were practically deepthroating it,” he looked down at your lips, still stained red, “gave me a stupid fucking boner.”

a small smile formed on your face as you looked at him, “it did?” you sat up, biting your lip, moving your hand to cup his bulge, heart racing when you did.

husk nodded and sighed a little in relief from the touch, aching to be free from his trousers.

you took your attention to your feet, fiddling with the hem of your skirt with your spare hand. “wasn’t gonna go out like this.”

“damn right you weren’t.”

“just-“ you cut yourself off, stopping to sigh.

husk lifted your chin up with his finger, forcing you to look at him, “use your words, doll, i’m done playing games.”

your eyes were so big and round looking at him like this, so innocent compared to the lewdness of the rest of your body.

“just wanted to rile you up, huskie.”

husk chuckled almost sadistically, “you mean to tell me this little show was just to get me to lose my shit, baby? to make me mad?”

a small bit of bravery peered its way through, “it’s not my fault you treat me like i’ll break at every corner,” you sassed.

“oh. so that’s what this is about?” smirk now donning husks face. “you’re being a little brat because your mean old man of a boyfriend won’t hurt you?” husk took advantage from where he was stood and laced his hand through your hair, massaging softly, careful not to ruin the pretty bow, “is that it, sweet thing?”

“husk…” you breathed, slightly nuzzling into his palm he had in your hair.

without warning, his other hand landed a slap to your face, not too hard but enough to leave a pleasurable sting and red mark. your lips parted, small mewl leaving your mouth. he’d never done this to you before.

you’d begged so many times but he refused. ‘how could i ever hurt my sweet girl.’ you assured him he didn’t have to be mean, you just liked the way it felt. it wasn’t enough.

but now, sweet was the farthest thing you had been to him tonight, and him being so mean to you was everything you didn’t know you were craving.

“shit,” husk muttered so low you could barely hear him, “you actually like this don’t you? you want me to be mean to you? want me to hurt you, little girl?”

you keened, nodding your head, spreading your legs for him, “want you to be mean, want you to hurt me, please daddy.”

daddy? curse you, angel.

“you’re such a pretty lil thing, gettin off from me slapping you,” another slap landed on your face, “need your nasty ol’ daddy to be cruel to you huh?”

you’d never seen this side of husk before. it was thrilling, a whole new type of hot and pleasure and he seemed to like it too.

you started rolling your hips into the air, needing something to hump.

“we’re gonna try somethin, doll,” husk slid his thigh between your legs, rubbing up against your cunt, “hump.”

“but-“

“but what, baby?

“s’embarrassing,” you whispered.

“i know, doll, i wanna see you all pathetic n humpin daddy’s thigh,” his expression dark and sultry, “punishment for lookin like the adorable little slut you are n makin me have t’ teach you a lesson.”

your hips started jutting slowly, letting out little whimpers, face flushing bright red, “good girlll,” husk praised, spuring you on.

“y’know what would be even more pathetic, takin those panties off n having you make a mess all over these slacks of mine.”

a whine left your throat, getting more n more turned on. “do you like the sound of that, darlin?” husk mocked before lifting your ass up to remove the tiny piece of fabric and placing you right where you left off.

the grinding doubled in pleasure now feeling everything against your bare pussy, head being thrown back as your humps got more desperate. “that’s it, baby, make a mess.”

you could see all your juices soaking into husks thigh as his cock twitched at the sight of you, his own hand coming down to assault your clit as you humped. “gonna cum, daddy, hit me, please, need you to slap me.” SLAP. you whimpered cutely, body starting to shake, getting ready to cum.

just before the rush of an orgasm could come husk pulled his thigh from between yours and stopped everything he was doing, retracting his hand from between your folds.

you started begging profusely, gripping to his thigh with your arms, trying to get him back, so desperate to cum, to finally have release.

“brats don’t get to cum,” he warned.

you whined and huffed signalling your annoyance at husk as sat down next you on the bed, pulling his cock free and patting his lap, “over my knee.”

“wh-“

“be good for me and bend over my knee, baby.”

you crawled over husks lap, arching your back, ass in the air for him. “such a pretty ass,” his cock pulsed against your tummy, “think it’d look cuter with daddy’s hand prints on it, don’t you think?”

you wiggled your ass, just wanting him to spank you already. smack. smack. smack. three harsh swats landed on you, making you whimper and jolt forward.

“so cute,” three more smacks.

husks soothing hand rubbed over the redness forming on your butt, slowly sliding itself to your bare pussy, “what about here?” he teased, a few slighter slaps straight onto your clit.

high pitched whines came from your throat as you pushed back into the touch.

“fuck me, you really are such a desperate little thing for pain aren’t you?” he teased, leaving your clit a couple more smacks and moving to do the same back to your ass.

you were squirming in his lap now, all flustered, cunt dripping n ass cherry red. you had little tear droplets running down your cheeks from the pleasure.

soft circles were being rubbed into your butt as husk praised you for taking the slaps so well. slipping his fingers in your pussy after your relaxed into his touch. “so wet for me.”

a soft moan left your lips, slowly pushing yourself back to fuck yourself on his fingers. “so eager.” he muttered, “sit still, baby, need to stretch you so my cock fits.”

he pushes two more fingers into you, putting his other hand round to your mouth for you to suck on, doing so eagerly and drooling around them.

“is this what you needed, doll? fingers in your mouth n cunt so you can’t be a brat?” you moaned around his fingers.

“mmmf-“ you tried to speak but couldn’t.

he pulled his fingers out your mouth, spit attached as he did, “what was that, doll?”

“need your-“ the curling of his fingers inside you cut you off with a needy whine, pressing against your walls just right, “need your knot.”

husk paused, cock violently twitching at the idea before he sat you up with ease and shifted you into straddling his lap, leaning back to look at you.

“yeah?” husk asked, “look at you,” he mused, rubbing his fingers over your hard nipples through the bra, “how is it you look this adorable after i’ve done such disgusting things to you?” he squeezed his fingers over your nipples, “and now you want my knot?”

“please-“

“how do you want it baby?” he left a lick across one of your nipples and bit it softly.

your eyes rolled back, “dont care, jus’ need you.” your voice was hoarse and breathy.

husk hummed in thought, contemplating his options before moving his mouth to your neck. you tilted your head for him allowing him full access, him now sucking and biting harshly, watching you fall further apart in his lap as he did.

“gonna make you wait, you’re gonna cockwarm me whilst i mark you up, got it?” only temporarily coming up to speak before continuing his assault on your neck.

“no no no, ahh- daddy, need your cock mmm- please!”

“shhh shh baby, calm down, you’re gettin my cock,” he cooed, moving his lips to your collarbones and moving your hips to line himself up with your pussy.

he picked you up by your waist and slid you down his cock, grunting, “so fuckin tight.” you yelped at the stretch, pushing yourself down for husk to bottom out. “is this better, babygirl?”

you nodded frantically, husk moved his hands to the back of your bra and undid it, pulling the mesh fabric off your arms and discarding it somewhere in the room.

“such cute tits, doll, gonna look even cuter when i mark ‘em.”

you could barely string a sentence together now, so far gone before he’d even started to fuck you. all you could do is whimper every time his teeth and tongue would touch your skin. and when he sucked, your pussy would squeeze around him always followed by a subtle thrust up of his cock.

you knew he couldn’t last much longer before he had to take you.

he pulled back from your boobs to look at his work, kissing over all the newly formed bruises. his hands then started sliding under your ass before flipping you over onto your back, dick slipping out in the process as he leaned over, dragging himself down your body, face inches away from your pussy.

you whimpered softly, feeling empty. “fuckin perfect,” husk said under his breath, taking your skirt off and spreading your thighs wider, placing himself inbetween. “such a cute cunt, baby.”

you whined louder, revelling in the words spilling out of husks mouth which were only heightened when he started kissing down your thighs. your hips bucked, needing the attention on your pussy, causing husk to bite, purple splotch forming where he rest.

“gonna fuck you now, okay doll? n i’m not gonna stop til my knot is splitting you open.” in an instant husk was hovering over you, cock already pushing against your cervix, balls deep and pounding into you.

“god baby, you feel so good.” your hair was messy, stockings half rolled down, body glistening with sweat and covered in hickeys.

all the tension from before making husks stamina falter, his release wasn’t far and the more he looked at you, the closer he got.

his thrusts were rough but steady, attacking that same spot with precision and he rut into you. “you’re fuckin mine.” husk growled, wings flailing out by his sides, booming power.

one of husks hands snaked around your neck, squeezing your throat. “my girl. only mine. that stupid slutty outfit, that bratty mouth, this fuckin body, all mine.” he was talking to himself at this point. you too fucked out to think or do anything but feel husks cock and your impending orgasm.

now holding your jaw, husk forced you to look at him, glassy eyes blown out and needy, he watched as your face contorted, noticing the new pleasure of his spare hand rubbing your clit.

lewd mewls left your lips and you felt your legs start to shake in anticipation, soso close.

“not so bratty now, are you? now you're cock drunk and ready to cum,” husks pace fastened, “so do it. cum for me.”

your hands latched onto husks chest, squeezing as you road out your high, husks cock finally relenting.

“shit,” husk whispered, you came down from your release, feeling husks throbbing knot growing in your pussy, stilling his movements n keeping himself planted deep inside you.

you smiled cutely, eyes closed n breathing still heavy, earning yourself a soft kiss on your collarbones as he scooped you up closer to him, husks big knot forcing you together.

he shifted you both so that you were laying down, still on him, legs either side with your head buried deep in his neck.

"im sorry for being bratty," you mumbled in the fur of his neck.

husk gently took your shoulders in his hands and pushed you back, sitting you up with care, a soft whimper falling from your lips, still filled to the brim. "oh darlin," he was rubbing circles into your back now, "don't worry about that, pretty girl,” he paused, “but besides, i think i got my revenge," he chuckled, hands travelling up your to your chest, smoothing over the dozens of marks left on your skin.

you hit husks chest softly, "think your the brat here… so possessive."

"oh yeah?" husks gaze making its way all over your body.

"mhm."

husk sighed, “you look so pretty like this. makes me wish i would’ve listened to you and done this sooner,” he raised a hand to move a strand of hair out of your face. “you know i just don’t wanna really hurt you, doll, ‘m not the overlord i used to be.”

you keened at husks softness, even after all the filthy things he had said to you and done to you, “i know, huskie.” you kissed his nose.

"now don't ever pull that shit again."

you giggled, “no promises, you look hot when you’re being mean,” falling back onto husks chest to make yourself comfy, waiting for husks knot to subdue. "so would've sold my soul to you for free in your overlord days."

husk sighed, letting out a small laugh, "silly girl."

A/N : okay okay so uhm this was a little wild and very long buuut i hope you liked it <3 this is for all my husk girlies