#atleast the coat makes him look like it

[thegalwhoasked]

I mean...

[wait----------what]

Sometimes its best to ignore random people's opinions when you didn't ask for them. It probably just got on the wrong end of the Internet for a bit and is fine

Yeah this is not one of those times, this thing deserved the hate it got

[bonefanatic]

pt 2 to this post, can be read as a standalone but makes more sense if you've read the first part. reader isn't wearing a suit but remains pretty androgynous (i think). also yes i included steph's baby fight me idc

not beta read pls don't make fun of me

Why had you agreed to this?

A coworker had invited you to a gala, something about representing the company. You weren't sure why you of all people were asked, or why the coworker, what's his name, was so insistint you attend with him. Especially after he ditched you the moment you both arrived.

You stand awkwardly, swirling the drink you had accepted earlier. A few straggling groups chatted nearby, gossiping about things you didn't care enough to pay attention to. You had better things to think about, like how were you getting home and when you could leave.

Even more important; how was the baby? Was she alright? The sitter you hired wasn't your usual one, but she had vanished without a trace and it was such short notice-

Something, someone, collided with yourself.

"I'm so sorry-" That's what you get for standing near the stairs!

You look up quickly, meeting the gaze of one of the boys you had met the other day. His lips twitch downwards, his eyes focused on the spot where your drink had collided with your clothing. Before you can react, he sets his suit jacket over your shoulders.

"I'm so sorry", he states quickly, opening his mouth to add something else before being cut off by you.

"It's alright, Jason."

His looks shocked for a moment, before his lips turn up into a grin.

"You remembered my name!" He speaks in a town that seems uncharacteristic for him. Pure delight coats his face and he opens his mouth again just to be cut off.

"Jay-Jay! Look what you did!" Another familiar face approaches, a grin adorning the young man's features. He slaps Jason on the back, then turns to you.

"Sorry about my brother." Your brows furrow at this.

"Brothers..?"

"Not by choice", Jason adds quickly, "Atleast, not our choice."

The urge to ask is immediately wiped away as another familiar face approaches, tailed by someone you hadn't met and who's attention was trained on their phone.

The shorter of the two, the one who you had encountered before, spoke up in a clear tone that didn't quite suit his age.

"Father says to quit harassing the guests, Richard, and he'd like to speak with you, Jason."

Jason rolled his eyes. The boy on his phone timidly glanced up, flashing a quick smile.

"Hello", he spoke, then looked back toward his phone.

The shortest of them stared at you, his expression indifferent.

"My name is Damian Wayne. I'd like to thank you for the other day." You smile softly at him, then the realization dons on you.

'Damian Wayne, as in Bruce Wayne's son...?' Your thoughts are yet again interrupted by a voice.

"Boys!"

His voice is clearer in real life, but unmistakably him. You turn, watching one Bruce Wayne approach your small group. His smile seems to light up the room.

He's more handsome in real life, slight crow's feets crinkling near his eyes when he laughs and a shock of gray through his hair.

His arm is looped with a young blonde woman, a baby only a bit older than your own settled in the crook of her other arm. They both smile, stopping in front of you and the boys. Jason's hand suddenly disappears from your shoulder and everyone seems to take a step back.

You smile politely, extending your hand to him.

He takes it, unlooping his arm with the gorgeous woman and bending to press a kiss to it. He feels a pang of anger when he feels the callouses and scars on your hands. Standing straight once again, he grins.

"It's a pleasure, Mx...", your eyes widen when he speaks your last name. How did...?

His eyes trail over your form, then scan the faces of the boys surrounding you. He shakes his head.

"I apologize for their lack of manners. Please, boys, introduce yourselves."

The blonde woman steps forward, smiling at you.

"I'm Stephanie", she adjusts the infant in her arms, taking your hand and giving it a tender squeeze.

You notice Jason taking up a spot directly behind you, standing over you, or atleast attempting to.

"We've been introduced", he speaks gruffly, more to his father than to you. This atmosphere suddenly becomes thick with tension, it makes you shift in unease.

Dick puts himself between Stephanie and Bruce, smiling sheepishly.

"It's Richard Grayson, everyone calls me Dick."

The boy that was previously on his phone snickers, Bruce shoots him a pointed look.

"It's Tim", the boy mutters, immediately piping back down.

Damian takes up the other other side of Bruce and you note thier similar features.

"Well, it's been wonderful meeting you all, but I should be leaving", You smile awkwardly, pulling Jason's jacket tighter around your shoulders.

"Let me treat you to dinner", Bruce speaks almost desperately, then clears his throat, "to make up for my sons' rudeness."

Suddenly you're sat in a limo, stuck between Jason and Bruce.

[kettlefire]

Maybe a Bit High (DpxDC)

Edit: A part 2, Bruce's side of things, is in the reblogs

Really, Danny shouldn't have been there. He had so many other things he should be doing. He wasn't even supposed to in Gotham!

Danny wished he could be safely tucked in bed right now. Or having another fight with his mom. Or dealing with another one of Sam and Tucker's squabbles.

Truly, anything was better than this. Then, being on the run, in a completely different state. Not recognizing anything anywhere and having to somehow find his dad somewhere in this city.

So yes, with Danny's luck, he had assumed the commotion by the docks had something to do with his search.

And of course, with Danny's luck, it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

Maybe things got a little out of hand. Really, Danny wasn't equipped to deal with a drug bust. His experience with crime tends to be of the ghostly nature.

Really, how do people even do these without getting a little bit high?

Was he even high? Could halfas get high? Was the powder he accidentally ingested the drugs? The one he got a giant mouthful of? Or was it the strange purplish liquid that coated like half his body?

Really, Danny wasn't in the frame of mind to try and figure all that out. It sounded more like a Jazz and Sam question.

God, Sam was going to be so bummed out for missing out on Danny's first trip. Not that Danny could even tell her what drugs these were...

Maybe he should go to a hospital?

Or maybe he should mess with this crane. Like, it looks fun! Wait, but people aren't supposed to use heavy machinery when high...

It's fine... probably. It's not like Danny was that high. Right?

Yea, he's fine. Besides, he's a halfa! He's like ninety percent sure he couldn't even get high. And Tucker would be so on board with his idea.

Hold on, the storage units look more fun. Danny couldn't help wanting to find out what was hiding behind all those walls.

Oh, but the sky looks so pretty from here! Even with the city lights and the light smog, Danny could make out the twinkling stars.

Maybe he should go for a fly. Even if he was high, technically, that would be fine, right? Flying is like walking for him. And it's not illegal to walk high! Just to be high...

Okay, okay, a flight it is. It'll atleast keep him away from civilians, and then he'll find his dad. Yes, Danny still needed to do that.

He couldn't lose his objective. He just needed to take a breather, and then track down his dad. Track him down somewhere in this large, bustling city.

It'll be fine, totally fine. Danny was totally not panicking. His current trip was truly not going downhill.

Was he forgetting to breathe? Wait, no, Danny was still Phantom. He didn't need to breathe, he's fine. It's fine...

Unless it wasn't. What if it was all in Danny's head? What if all this halfa stuff was all just a part of his really weird trip? What if he tries to fly and just ends up drowning in the river?

Okay, okay. Focus Danny, focus. He just needed to find his dad. That's it. His dad would know what to do. His dad could fix this.

Oh, and there he is! It was a little hard for Danny to focus his vision, but he knew the silhouette anywhere! It had to be his dad! Jack has such a distinct shadow!

Danny wasn't sure if he called out Dad or not. He also wasn't sure when he had decided to move. Did he fly or did he run?

It didn't matter. His dad knew, anyways. All Danny was focused on was the feeling of hugging his dad again...

And the strange armor his dad was wearing? It must have been something Jack rigged up to protect himself during these dire times...

But god, Danny couldn't tear his focus away from the texture of it under his fingers. Zeroing in on that alone.

It's fine. Even if he was high, Danny could just explain it to Jack. His dad would understand! Danny was just trying to be a good hero. It's not like he was doing drugs for fun!

Besides, being curled up on his dad's shoulders feels too good right now. Whatever that pointy thing on Jack's head was wasn't a big deal. It was something a little intangiblity could fix!

[boypied]

GYMGASM

pairings: nicholas chavez x male reader

summary: the male reader's ass gets an admirer while working out at the gym, nicholas takes him to the bathroom and has his way with him.

requested by: @mindyonastybusiness - here

word count: 803

warnings: smut, ass eating, anal sex, mlm.

You held two dumbbells in either one of your hands, and you'd squat with them to help get your 'glutes' bigger at least that's the professional way of putting it, the real reason you wanted a fat ass was so more guys would want to give you good backshots. Except your plan clearly wasn't working cause all the people at your gym were either girls or straight guys... atleast that's what you thought anyway. Nicholas struts his way into the gym placing his bag in his locker and he walks into the working out area and his eyes are immediately locked onto one thing; your ass.

Nicholas' mouth is practically gaped open and with drool spilling out as he watches you squat down, with each squat your shorts tighten around your ass and outline every inch of the perfect roundness achieved through working out. "m-mhm" you grunt out as your legs start becoming tired and you stop squatting bending over to stretch. Nicholas can't continue watching so he walks over nonchalantly and taps you on the shoulder, "Hey! Your form is incredible" he says with an innocent smile on his face.

You don't think anything of his comment as you get it from people at the gym all the time but the cock print in his shorts tells a different story. Your eyes dart away from his cock imprint and back up to meet his eyes, Nicholas' charming exterior makes you practically hypnotised by his words. He reaches out and caresses your arm. He steps closer towards you, your hand reaches out and you caress his bulging biceps and you bite your lip.

Nicholas takes your hand and leads you into the gym washroom, you both strip off naked and head into the same shower room pulling the curtain across. You stand there shyly as he stands opposite you in the shower stall, you admire his god like body. He turns the shower on and wraps his arms around you pulling you closer against his body, Nicholas presses his lips against yours sliding his tongue into your mouth dominating every inch of it, as both bodies get coated in water.

Nicholas' hands roam down your back and they cup your asscheeks, he breaks the kiss "such a fat ass" he says in a breathy gasp before pushing his face against yours sliding his tongue back into your mouth, your eyes flutter shut as you allow him to take control of your mouth and body as his hands roam around your ass. Your hands roam across his back muscles as he flexes slightly with each movement of his body, "mhm!" You both moan out in the kiss as the warm water continues to hit you.

Nicholas pulls away from the kiss and he flips you around and pushes you against the shower wall, he gets down on his knees and spreads your ass cheeks exposing your hole. Nicholas leans in and begins eating your ass out, he slides his tongue up your hole as he piston fucks your hole with his tongue as it slides through your tight muscle ring. A smirk grows on your face as his tongue is doing wonders on your hole, "it's been so long" you mutter out in a state of ecstacy.

He pulls away causes you to let out a sad whimper, Nicholas looks down and let's a string of spit drop out of his mouth and he jerks it all over his cock as his body gets soaked by the shower, he lines up his cock against your hole and he pushes himself in all the way. You gasp out in slight pain that gets overcome with pleasure, "Nicholas!" You yell out until he shoves his fingers into your mouth causing you to be silenced and your eyes to flutter back as the shower shoots water all over your back.

"F-Faster!" You say in a mumble through his fingers, he pounds into you faster, getting closer and closer to his release. You begin to wiggle your ass side to side making his cock twitch and spurt out his cum inside your hole, you continue fucking yourself hearing the cum make wet sounds as he groans out in pleasure as his cock is sensitive. Nicholas pulls out and kisses your neck softly as he graps a towel wrapping it round his waist.

"See you around, cutie," he says to you softly as he steps out of the shower, leaving you alone. You stand there thinking about what just happened. You slide down the wet wall with a smirk on your face. You wrap your hand around your cock jerking yourself off quickly shooting your load out on the shower floor "fuck... he's so hot" you mumble to yourself while you think about the God that just fucked you.

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[lovetei]

Obey me demon brothers reacting to mc being hit with a "special" potion by someone and them having to deal with mc being extremely horny and dominant plus having their back absolutely blown? (Btw I love your writing🫶🏼)

It's like 1 in the morning and my phone is at 8 percent, the best time to write.

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MC was affected by this mysterious potion that makes them crave for some back-breaking fuck

Warnings: No proofreading, grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes, smut, no censoring, reader is Implied to be wearing strap or having cock (a big one), fingering them, wrong use of car hood, choking, air deprivation, wrong use of ties, ovestimulation

Parts: Demon brothers, Side Characters

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

Are you being serious?

You mean to tell him that the reason why you came home looking like that

Why you came home and immediately went inside his room

Is because you were affected by this strange potion?

That makes you feel like you're in heat?

It doesn't matter, he needs to check up on you and see if it's harmful or not

Or to see if he can do anything to help you, at least.

"A-AUGH!" Moans and screams that sounds too whiny to be his escaped his mouth as your fingers moved wilder. "Wait a second!" He screamed the second time before you added another finger.

He was drooling like a dog on top of his desk as his cock spurt out strings of cum, staining the dark wood of his desk. "You better keep your back like this or I'll have to force it then." You ordered after you grabbed his shoulder and made him arch his back.

"G-Give me a break atleast..!" Is the last thing he screamed after he felt something hard against his used ass.

MAMMON

He was panicking

He knew that this ingredient had an aphrodisiac like effect on humans

But he didn't know it would be this much.

Plus he meant no harm!

He simply fed you this bread during your night out to make things a little exciting!

"Stop fucking moving." You cursed out as you slammed in his ass harder making him moan even more "I-I'm trying..!" He sobbed out as you bent him over the hood of his car, one of his legs raised on it while his dick continued to leak pre.

"P-Please don't be mad! O-One more! I promise I'll do better!" He begged like a whore as he pushed himself closer to you, trying to push your length deeper.

And the last thing he remembered is how he passed out and woke up again with his legs up your shoulder as you relentlessly pound into him.

LEVIATHAN

He kind of knew that it has strong aphrodisiac in it

It was said in the warning after all

But he's a high ranking demon so of course it has no effect on him

And he forgot that you're still human despite having that enormous amount of magic

"Shhh... Breath in." You chuckled at him as he shakily inhaled, sweat coating his forehead as you pushed your fingers inside of him once again "A-Agh~ I think I really can't do it anymore..!" Panic settled in when he felt himself on the edge with just your fingers.

His breathing got more ragged and panicked as you moved your fingers "Don't say that! I know you can take it..." You tried to cover your annoyed mood by sweetening your words.

"N-No... I-I think I'll die..!" His cock leaked pre but your patience is just starting to run thin "Levi how about we shut up?" You pushed your fingers down his throat "You made me like this so take responsibility." You threatened.

SATAN

He saw this unique spell in one of his books.

It applies aphrodisiac on foods without needing an actual potion

And so he though, why not try it on you?

You have gained a pretty amount of mana since time time you first came here

You can handle this much right?

Satan held on the bookshelf for his dear life as he bit on the tie harder to surpress his moans "You might break the shelf at this rate..." You panted out as you pushed yourself deeper inside of him.

A groan escaped his throat as tears does from his eyes "No mwore!" He managed to say through the gag as he caressed his ass, red from all the spanking he received earlier.

You just held his hands and slammed all the way in, his knees completely giving up and your hands holding his up is the only thing preventing him from falling "There, there... I'll start moving now..." You sweetly said, ignoring his please.

ASMODEUS

He didn't mean to!

You just looked so hot earlier that he forgot he had this ability!

Accidentally putting aphrodisiac on your food... How horrible!

Don't worry, he'll take responsibility!

Rhythmic moan is the only thing that can be hear inside the dimly lit room of Asmodeus, oh, the slapping sound of his ass whenever it hits your waist too.

"Augh!~ I-I'm getting a little tired honey~" He moaned as he continued to bounce himself on top of you as you lazily sat on his sofa "Maybe a little help..?" He guided your hands to his waist, implying that he wants you to move him yourself.

When you didn't react, he looked back at you over his shoulders and saw how you look completely out of it, dilated pupils and red cheeks "You know... If I started moving you yourself I might break your fragile little waist." You whined out as he felt you grip him harder.

BEELZEBUB

He's really sorry!

He forgot about this aphrodisiac and how it's harmful for humans...

What do you mean he can help cure the pain?

Sure, he'll help!

You played with Beelzebub's vibrant hair as his mouth worked wonders for you "Just like that~" You moaned as you looked down at him.

"Am I helping you relive the pain..?" He pulled away for a minute, a string of saliva and cum connecting his lips from your thighs "Yes, Beel. You're doing so good~" You leaned down to give him a little kiss

"I'm pretty sure this is hurting too~" You moved your feet closer to his clothed cock, visibly hard and straining against his pants "Then... Can MC help me relive it later too..?" He asked which made you smirk.

BELPHEGOR

It started off as a harmless prank

It was supposed to be a harmless prank

He didn't know it would reach this far

And he never thought that you'll let it reach this far!

"F-Fucking hell! MC!" He managed to say between the small intervals where you raised his head and let him breath, it's sad that this is what he decided to say.

You slammed his head back down on the pillow and moved your hip back and forth, enough to push him forward and have him holding the bed frame.

And then he tapped your thigh signaling that he's about to cum, and being a nice human, you let him, but this time, you didn't raise his head to let him breath and now you can see the panic.

How he was struggling to push himself up as cum leak out of his cock continuously, you harshly pulled his hair to let him breath "A-Ah~ I-I can't breath please!" He was holding your hands as he begged, tears and sweat messing up his face.

It was a sight to behold before you push him back down.

[takeurexam]

guard down, because im safe around you

-sylus x gen! reader

>sylus is usually known for his cold demanour, his deal-addict dealings and being the leader of onychinus. he's known having his guard all the time, but when he meets you under the moonlight with fireworks, its as if he's a whole another person.

a/n: this can be mc or not :) i didnt think of mc, but if you want to, then sure

-inspired by nightplumes sylus like i love him that card is so good, and sorry if hes a little ooc

After your return to Linkon from the N109 zone, it feels awfully weird not seeing the dark skies, or the redish hue around the place. Linkon was... bright, compared to the N109 zone.

And you cant help but remember the oh-so annoying leader of Onychinus. You even feel yourself roll your eyes everytime you think of that man, although he was pretty much fine- he was annoying.

But you felt awfully bothered without him. You felt that the world lacked a little without the leader of onychinus teasing you, or making deals with you or some other people.

Well, he wasn't the only teasing man known to man, or unfazed.. and cocky, along with overpowered... but why was it that he felt different if you looked for someone like him? There were a lot like him in Linkon, yet he's the only one you wish to meet.

"Hey, you okay?" Tara bumps your shoulder as you stood there by the coffee machine, "You've been staring at the machine for like... two minutes straight." She tilts her head, with concern on her face.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Im fine." You honestly hope you were, because you dont wanna even think about the man anymore who scrambled across your thoughts.

"Sure? Well, see you." She shrugs and skips away from you as you blink into reality, remembering you still had work to do for the afternoon.

You sit down your desk, scrolling down your computer to see Linkon's latest news, chirping into the articles. A few more hours of work to go, then.

"Take a break." Tara nudges you, "Im gonna head over to the snack bar, you should get some air at the balcony." She points towards the snack bar, as you nod at her suggestion.

"Sure, eat well." You wave to her while she walks away. You prepare to stand up, along with a stretch and a yawn as you bring your phone and some snack to relax at the balcony for a while.

You make your way to the balcony; you push open the door to the balcony to reveal a snowy balcony with snow still pouring from the sky. You hug your coat tightly as you head over to the rails and admire the view.

The view was just the dark nights of Linkon, with the white snow dropping all around the bright city. You take a bite of your snack as you admire the view, taking in some fresh air, and not some from the office.

A caw suddenly interrupted your moment, as you see a familliar bird.. or crow, clawed over at the rails, staring at you.

"Mephisto?" You tilt your head, as you look at the mechanical bird, "Why are you here?" You touch it to confirm if it really is the mechanical crow, which indeed, it was.

"Sylus probably sent you out for an errand. You probably just noticed me over this balcony." Chuckling to yourself, you were reminded of the man you just mentioned.

You look over to the crow, "Its nice having company. Even atleast if you're a mechanical crow, its still quite comforting somehow."

The crow just caws as its head tilts, keeping its eye on you.

"I wonder, how is Sylus doing?" You stare back into the city view, "Its been a while since i've returned to Linkon. I haven't talked to Sylus in a while, which oddly feels weird." You start mumbling out.

"Its as if a part of me is still used to the N109 zone." You chuckle, "Im speaking nonsense now." You look over to the crow, "I'll be heading back in, Mephisto. Continue your errand." You walk away, but you dont forget to wave goodbye to the crow.

The time was currently 9:00pm, and you did your weekly overtime today. It was quite a tiring day, and you still had to drive your way home, despite being tired.

You grip the wheel of your car, as you start the engine; your phone suddenly rings unusually. But once you read the name, you dont hesitate any longer as you answer the call.

"Sweetie." There he was. The person your heart somehow missed- the one who your mind declined yet your heart was accepting, the Leader of Onychinus. His deep voice lingered around your ear.

"Sylus? Its about nine, what do you need?" You reply, gripping your phone in your hand.

"Meet me at the city lake." He suddenly announces, as your heart beats, "Huh?" You keep your voice normal, pretending that your heart was drumming hundreds per second.

"I thought a part of you missed me?" He chuckles against the phone, as you feel yourself go red, "No I dont- it was the N109 zone-" You pause. "How do you know I said something like that? Wait no-" You stumble with your words, with Sylus just laughing at you.

"Just go, Sweetie."

So here you were, driving 70km as you drove over to the designated location Sylus requested for you two to meet. Its as if you were late to work, and you drove so fast than you usually would, just for Sylus.

You find somewhere to park the car, as you notice his motorcycle parked nearby, which indicated that he was just somewhere close to you.

And there he was, his back facing you as he leaned over to the rails nearby the lake, he was wearing a brown coat which fit him perfectly.

His white hair was full of snow, which you let out a quiet snicker.

You approach him as he notices your prescence; oddly, you notice him flinch a little, which you assume his guard was down.

"You're fast." He comments along with a chuckle, as he adds, "There was a firework show in Linkon today, Luke and Kieran told me, and I suppose I needed a break." He looks at the sky.

"Did Mephisto tell you?" You cross your arms, he laughs, "I watch Mephisto fifty percent of my time. Of course, it would not go unnoticed that it saw a beauty like you, sweetie." There he is again, with his teasing.

"I didn't know there was a show today." You mumble, as you watch the sky in anticipation, "I've been so drowned lately." You sigh, breathing in the nice cold air.

As you anticipated, the fireworks suddenly erupted into the sky as you watch them, with your eyes sparkling.

Sylus dosent even bother to look at the sparkling fireworks. Why would he look at something else thats bright, when the brightest thing he could see was you?

When he notices you about to look back at him, he looks back into the sky, diverting his gaze from you.

"You really are dedicated." You giggle, as you notice the snow again on his hair, "Let me remove the snow on your hair." He smirks, leaning closer to you with his eyes closed.

Your mittens brush the snow from his hair, as he smiled with his eyes closed softly.

"Done!" You pull away as he does so too. He looks at you silently, a smile plastered around his face. "You could've just told me that you missed me, Sweetie." He brings up the balcony topic once again, as you feel your ears go red again.

"I dont miss you." You look away, embarassed.

"But I do." He blurts out.

You feel yourself slowly turn back to him, with your eyes widened, with his oh-so looking geniune smile around his lips. You feel your heart beating loudly that it would soon explode from your ears, and you feel your face fight the cold as you heat up.

"The N109 zone feels a little empty with you," He mumbles, awfully quiet. "I dont like feeling empty." He walks over closer to you, leaning towards you.

"So, let us fill that gap, right now." He leans closer to you as he presses his lips onto yours, snaking his hands over your waist, feeling your warmth.

You dont even process anything anymore except for his lips on yours, as you close your wide eyes, engulfing yourself into his lips, feeling the warmth of his lips cover yours.

Your arms wrap around his neck, as he deepens in further. The fireworks pop up once again, as two people stand under it, sharing their moment together.

bonus:

"What a nice kiss shared by those two." Captain Jenna, Xavier and Tara watch from the side, turning their gaze from the fireworks to the couple nearby.

"If only _____ was here. What a shame." Xavier crosses his arms.

"Wait."

The three pause, looking at the couple.

a/n: i usually write txt but i love this man so much bro 🙏 anyways, hope you guys enjoyed <3

see you soon, @takeurexam

[luc1-anna]

He should've known better than to leave his door unlocked whilst jerking off, hard cock on full display as his swollen tip released what was left of his cum. You had already milked him dry after you decided to help him after catching him in the act.

Lips pursuing his needs as they swirled around his tip, creating a much wanted moan from him. The way you looked, the way you felt, everything about you could somehow cause him to have a new supply of cum in a matter of seconds, he wished that you weren't just his roommate and instead his wife or atleast his girlfriend.

He was fighting the urge to grab your head and ram the whole thing down your throat. Ass pursed up in the air, his cock being tilted slightly to the side to get better access to his sack. His hands pushing his shirt up to show off his toned torso, trying to measure how fast his heart was racing because of you. Smirking at him as your tongue stroked the base of his cock, you were going painfully slow for him.

"F-Fuck" he clearly wanted to speed things up and shove the whole thing in your mouth, the way you teased him only tempted him more. Seeing how desperate he was getting you stopped, much to his disappointment as his cheesy smile rubbed off his face and into a look of curiosity.

Sighing as you say up onto your knees, cock still standing straight as it practically begged for some more action. You would've loved to tease him some more if you weren't horny as him, feeling your body create the slick liquid as you got wetter for him, it was only a matter of time before it coated your underwear.

"Why'd you stop?" You hated getting such questions, especially in a time like this. "Shut up" you retaliated as you slid off the bed, standing right beside him. A look of disappointment and frustration rose over his face as he saw how close to the door you were. It was his first opportunity to see your lower body in nothing but your underwear.

Eyes glancing momentarily towards your chest, seeing the imprints of your nipples in the top you wore. Your fingers tugged on hem of your underwear, you didn't waste time as you pulled them off, pushing his dick down so that you could ride him without penetration. Watching how he bit his lip as he focused on his imagination despite being right Infront of him.

Feeling your slicked lips coat the side of his cock as you sat on it, refusing to put it in yet but it was fine. Hips moving trying to create some friction between you two, your legs planted either side of his. "Y/N.." he mumbled, grabbing your hips without a second thought, wanting to make the most of his moment. It would be his first time.

A smirk coming onto your face as soon as you saw how he acted, quickening the pace, you couldn't even hold back a moan as you could practically feel his veins and every detail of it. The way you moved along him was so mesmerising he wanted to fuck you right there despite having no experience.

A few moments later you were already trying to align yourself, rubbing his swollen tip along your lips, precum already leaking from the tip, as soon as he felt your hole suck him in, he was already trying not to moan, sure it was expected because it was his first time, but only a few seconds in?

Sinking down on him as you got comfortable, feeling his length grow to accommodate your pleasure, a short chuckle you let out to keep the mood light, snapping him out of his lewd thoughts when he had you right Infront of him. Body moving involuntarily, bouncing on him, starting off at a slow pace as you got used to him. The sound of skin slapping faintly, was the only thing he could focus on, trying to ignore the fact that he has such a hot woman riding him.

"Give me your hand" motioning for his hand to intertwine with yours, pace getting faster as you felt him twitching inside of you, hoping to give him a good first time. Taking his hand into yours as you used it as a support method. "Shit.." feeling his balls somehow create more of his seed, getting ready to release it at any moment. "Maybe you should get off.." not wanting to get you pregnant then be tied up for the next 18 years. Biting his lip and the feeling of his hand squeezing yours harder only made it more prominent that he was getting closer with each bounce.

Walls clenching off him, hoping this would never stop. "I'm fine" smiling at him, the feeling of cum coating your insides was the best, the way it would drip out and mess with you. That was exactly what you were feeling right now, the loud moan coming from him as he felt himself release inside of you. It didn't take as long as you wanted.

"Sorry.." he didn't even know why he was apologising as you said that it was fine. The way he looked so apologetic and embarrassed as soon as you got off, seeing the white creamy liquid pool out of your hole. A smile residing on your face as soon as you saw the mess.

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Show Me How (Pt. 1)

Poly GN! MC x OM! Characters

(TW: Gangbang, Poly, Messy, Orgy??? MDNI - some people requested and I had to try :P, but if y'all want a one on one HC's I can do that seperately)

Intro

You trembled in excitement as Diavolo got off his seat to talk to the manager. You barely caught the words "special room" from the conversation and looked around you.

All of them looked at you like hawks about to feast. You weren't expecting your body count to go from 0 to 11 in one night.

"They're ready for us." Diavolo held out his hand and you readily took it. You felt them all follow close behind as you walked, hot and bothered before you had even taken your clothes off. Some of them, you were too nervous to notice who, brushed their palms and knuckles against your hips and thighs.

The room was dimly lit and the bed looked big and cushy enough for atleast 6 of you. There were couches placed next to big tinted windows showcasing the glowing city lights.

"Don't worry MC, I'll fuck you against those windows so we can see the pretty sights together. And we can be there as long as you like." Asmo whispered, casually caressing your behind before letting you go.

Taking your seat in the middle of the bed, you looked up at them like a innocent little lamb. "So...what happens now?"

Solomon was the first one on the bed, tilting your chin to look up at his towering form. "Since it's your first time, maybe you should start with a human before going up against the supernaturals?"

You nodded. You could hear Mammon grunt in annoyance. "Unfair!" Asmo whined. "Damn your advantage, Solomon!" Satan scowled.

All other protests drowned out as he pressed his lips against your parted ones, slipping his tongue in with ease. You reached out to hold him by the shoulders as he pulled you onto his lap.

"You can be the first to take MC, but I don't think they'll mind us lending a hand, would you, MC?" Barbatos joined you on the bed and so did Diavolo. Lucifer turned towards the windows but he knew he was watching you intently in the reflections.

"You're so... beautiful..." Solomon whispered as he undid the buttons on your school uniform. Barbatos and Diavolo pulled down the sleeves so you were only left in your undershirt.

"Indeed. Even your scent is divine." Barbatos latched his mouth on your neck right beneath your ear. Solomon proceeded to suckle your nipples through the thin cloth while undoing your pants. Diavolo kneaded the other side of your chest while stealing kisses off your cheek.

You were soaked faster than you expected, dripping and ready. "Hold on MC, we need to make sure you're stretched out enough to take him. To make sure it hurts less." You watched Barbatos take his glove off with his teeth and coat fingers with your precum and Diavolo followed suit.

"Ah- AHHHHH!" You moaned out load at the introduction of one finger right after the other. As small as you were compared to them, it took them no time at all to find where it pleasures you most.

Beel inched dangerously close to the bed. "Could I have a little taste?" His eyes were trained on your slick and glistening beads of sweat on your back. You nodded lightly. You felt the bed shift with his weight as fell onto Solomon's chest, your ass hoisted up against Beel's mouth.

"Beel! Wait!" The his warm tongue on your cold skin was already too much and you were still so sensitive from the last act. And it took him seconds to go from gentle to feral animal.

"MC...you taste so good...please just a little more." He pleaded. You had tears of overstimulation by the time Solomon pulled you away from him.

"Alright, alright I think my adorable apprentice is more than ready for me now." He huffed annoyed as he pumped his dick against your stomach. You gasped at the sheer size of it. Your head spun knowing that it's only going to get bigger from here on.

He rubbed the tip against your hole before thrusting. You felt full but he wasn't even half way. "So tight for me...don't worry I'll be gentle." He went deeper with every thrust, slowly splitting you open.

"Breathe...don't tense up, relax your muscles. Just like that." It was almost like Solomon was in his room teaching you magic. You whined as he finally fit in all of himself and you whimpered at his size. "That's it. There's my perfect little apprentice."

"Hurry it up already!" You could hear Mammon growl, impatient. You tried to look back at him only to see him undoing his belt, the tent in his pants huge and uncomfortable. In fact, almost everyone had the same problem.

Levi was facing the wall, trying to jerk himself off discreetly. Belphie was sitting down gently rutting against his pillow. Satan was staring intently with crossed arms, sizing you up to imagine everything he wanted to do with you.

Solomon and you came at the same time, gasping and clutching to each other for support. You marked him with your nails and he marked you with his cum pouring out of your hole. "I'm so sorry I couldn't pull out, MC...you felt too good."

"That's it! My turn!" Mammon's patience ran out as he grabbed you by the arms and flipped you over. The sight of Solomon's essence inside you fueled his anger. He was about to fuck you like a dog.

"You need to learn to share, Mammon. MC belongs to all of us, after all." Asmo slithered his way under you somehow, running his dainty fingers up and down your chest, his manicured nails lightly grazing your nipples. "So cute."

"Asmo n-not there!" You trembled at his lips leaving lipstick marks over your tummy and to the sound of Mammon furiously unbuckling his pants. You felt both their erections on your thighs before Mammon shoved two fingers inside you, just to see if you could take him. "You belong to me now. Don't you dare scream anyone else's name but mine."

Latching his lips on yours, he thrust himself inside like a brute. You screamed his name into his mouth through his rough thrusts and tightening grip on your waist. "M-Mammon please not so rough!" You pulled away from his mouth to breathe.

You were barely registering the stretch of Mammon's length when Belphie appeared in front of you sheepishly. "Could you...let me use your mouth?" He ran his fingers over your lips tenderly. You parted your lips for him, half dazed and felt his tip trace your lips before putting it in.

"Couldn't wait his fucking turn. Why ya gotta be so pretty, MC? Hah...fuck you're still so tight.." Mammon hissed at Belphie lazily thrusting inside your mouth. Mammon's rough pace coupled with Belphie's slow one was so overwhelming you came again before long. "So good...so so good for me, MC..." The sleepy demon praised through gasps.

You were crying again as you came on Mammon's dick. He spilled out on your hips, dripping down your thighs. "I can't anymore...not right now...please..." You begged. Asmo cooed and hugged you. You fell asleep on his shoulder.

You woke up to Satan cradling your head on his lap, and Simeon running his fingers through your hair. "Let yourself relax, MC. The rest of us can wait patiently for our turn."

[voxslays]

HOLIDAY SHOPPING

Featuring >>> Alastor x Reader; In which, Reader struggles to find presents for the hotel residents and finds both comfort and a helping hand in Alastor.

It was only a few days before Christmas. You had been so busy all month doing paperwork and chores for Charlie, that you had nearly forgotten about Christmas shopping—and it didn’t exactly help that you had no idea what to get some of the hotel residents. Yet, you carried on anyways as you put on your winter coat and scarf, grabbed your wallet and purse and headed out the doors of the hotel lobby.

As you stepped outside, the crisp winter air hit your face, making your breath visible. Snow was lightly falling, dusting the streets and rooftops of the hellish landscape. You zipped up your coat and pulled your scarf tighter around your neck, thinking about the long list of gifts you still needed to buy. You quickly headed towards cannibal town, hoping Rosie may have some ideas. You were in such a rush you didn’t even notice when you bumped into someone. “Sorry!” You mutter as you are knocked to the ground. You look up to see Alastor.

Standing tall over you, Alastor adjusts his bowtie as his ever present smile grows, "Careful there, darling.” His deep, staticky yet smooth voice carries a hint of amusement as he extends a hand to help you up. “Thanks.” You say has he gently hoists you to your feet. “Are you okay?” His smile never wavers as he studies your concerned expression, a glint of something mischievous shining in his eyes "Perfectly fine, though I must say… you seem rather distracted. Christmas shopping?" He gestures to the packages you're carrying.

“Yep.” You confirm. His grin widens as he leans in closer, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, isn't this a delightful coincidence? I happen to have a knack for finding…unique gifts. Perhaps I could lend a hand, guide you to shops you might not find on your own." Alastor’s smile brightens. “You would?” Your smile grows wider. “Oh thank you, Alastor!” He chuckles, the staticky sound like velvet wrapped around a diamond, as he takes one of the packages from you and begins walking alongside you. "Consider it a holiday favor, cher. Now, tell me, what's on your list this year?"

You quickly tell him both what you have gotten so far—a bug capturing kit for Niffty, expensive booze for Husk, a duck mug for Lucifer, and a unicorn squishmallow for Charlie (much to Alastors confusion)—and who you hadn’t gotten anything for. Pentious would be pretty easy, his only hobby was inventing, so how hard could that be? Vaggie and Angel were much harder though, and Christmas was only three days away. You had no time, but atleast you had Alastor’s help. Alastor listens intently, giving a hum of approval every once in a a while. "A…squishmallow?” Alastor asks, mildly confused. Though his curiosity about Charlie is now piqued, he keeps that aside for another, later conversation.

The two of you stop right outside a large shop with the sign ‘Rosie’s Emporium’. You knew exactly who this shop belongs to. You and Rosie go way back. She was the first soul you met in hell, and you quickly became friends. Having lunch or the occasional brunch together once a month. So as you stepped inside, it was only natural that she rushed up to the two of you. “Oh Alastor, Y/N.” She pauses as her arms envelope you in a motherly hug. “Long time no see ya two!”

Alastor allows Rosie's hug, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiles warmly. He's always had a soft spot for the cannibal, and her motherly affection is something he secretly cherishes and reminds him of his own mother. "Rosie, it's been far too long," He says as he breaks the hug. “Well how can I help ya today?” Rosie asks, her cheeky southern accent popping. “Oh, we’re just browsing.” You say softly. Alastor gestures for you to go off without him, and you do.

You stroll around the store, making sure to stay far away from any of the more acquired tastes, such as chocolate covered pinky fingers or toes. You stroll to one of the antique curio cabinets, which has plates of fine China and glass sculptures inside. Next to it, a glass cabinet with expensive jewelry. A sapphire broach, a pearl necklace, and in the very middle, a gold and silver watch with a crimson leather strap. A perfect gift for your overlord friend.

Meanwhile, Alastor is standing by the entrance with Rosie. “So ya came in as an escort?” Rosie jests playfully. Alastor chuckles, his eyes scanning the eclectic assortment of items in Rosie's Emporium. He spots a few things that catch his eye, including a beautifully crafted bronze pocket watch and a rare, antique ruby necklace. "Actually, Rosie, I could use your expertise."

“Of course. What do ya need?” She asks, adjusting her hat before giving him her full attention. He gestures to the necklace he spotted, "Do you have anything like that necklace over there? I'm looking for a gift, and I think it might be perfect." He pauses, "And could you wrap it nicely too?" Rosie smiles, her huge white demonic teeth on display. “Of course Alastor. Is it for anyone in particular?” She asks as she carefully takes the Ruby necklace out of its case, places it in its box and wraps it.

Alastor clears his throat, glancing away briefly before meeting Rosie's gaze with a playful smirk. "Well, let's just say it's for someone who's very dear to me." He winks.

Time had passed so quickly. The next thing you knew, it was Christmas morning. Thanks to Alastor, you had managed to find the perfect gift for everyone, including him. You carefully pull yourself out of the covers and walk to the bathroom, the cold wood flooring freezing your feet as you walk to the sink. You splash some water on your face, towel drying it as you get ready for the day.

Once dressed, you make your way downstairs to the present-filled lobby. Under the Christmas tree is an avalanche of presents with bright wrapping paper and bows, surrounded by the hotel guests who are slowly opening their presents. You sit among the guests, a steaming cup of hot chocolate in your hand, watching as everyone opens their gifts. You notice that there's one present left under the tree, wrapped in shiny gold paper with a red bow.

It has a tag with your name on it. You carefully unwrap it, revealing the very Ruby necklace you saw at Rosie’s. You’re about to turn around to look for Alastor when you hear a staticky voice behind you. "Merry Christmas." You turn to see Alastor standing behind you, a mischievous grin on his face. You hug him tightly. “Merry Christmas.”

[shidouryusm]

✿༝༚༝༚ Wrapped in red ✿༝༚༝༚

・❥・Kuroo x reader

・❥・synopsis-> hey siri, what are the consequences of surprising your fiancé with a lingerie under a coat for his birthday?

・❥・ word count-> 5.6k words (nobody look at me)

・❥・content warning-> mdni, explicit smut, fem!reader, cun!lli!ngu$

・❥・a.n -> this is the last time I'll be reposting this if tumblr still doesn't like me I got nothing to do. Tagging a bunch of my mutuals so that atleast they can enjoy. may your cheese rot tumblr. Also happy kuroo day ignore I'm this late everyday is kuroo day stfu. dividers by @cafekitsune , @benkeibear and @quirrrky

Kuroo can feel the chills of the winter already settling in mid-November. The expanse of his living room is veiled with a thin layer of frigidness. The tiles were cold and a siren of silence rings through till the ends, until the little clock resting on the small table breaks through the curse with the beginning of a new day. 17th November. He stares at the clock. The slick hands points to 12, busy announcing his 29th birthday. It is a small, black, cat shaped clock that you found from god knows where and gifted him out of blue. Your justification being “it looks like you”. Kuroo snickers at the sudden wave of memory.

A whole lot of other things around his house are also extensions of you – the little section of potted plants on the shelves, the matching coffee cups, the red mittens hanging over the oven handle, kitchen magnets comprising pictures from both of your trip to Paris. They all are like pockets of your shadow scattered around, giving little hints of the day when you’ll ultimately mark your reign as the Mrs. of this house.

But as of tonight, each of them wildly indicates your lack of presence. Kuroo discerns that the silence was not any call of winter, rather it’s the sheer absence of your chortles and excited squeals around the house, especially tonight.

Kuroo was never that big on celebrating his birthdays, being on a competitive position in corporate asked for lot of compromises and Kuroo had wired himself to do that in his early years on job, not caring about forgetting his birthdays and stuff. Still, he manages to dig up time when it comes to yours or others. The man that he always is - relentless in his acts of services. 

However, you being around never quite made it possible for Kuroo to actually forget about his day. Always the more excited one, the best planner and as always, a little better than the previous years. Whether it be by throwing a grand party in a club for him or just by yourselves, with home cooked mackerel and rice, catching the golden sunset above and just savouring the day with a casket of good memories to look back on. Or it may be simply you by his side that makes each of his birthdays something to look forward to, even while being clutched by stress and non-stop work.  

He was indeed getting spoiled by such pampering because, as of this moment, there was nothing he wanted more than to be around you. To bask in the incessant warmth of your hugs and engulf himself in the pool of your kisses. Fuck. he really wishes you weren’t drowned in your work right now just so your singsong voice of Happy Birthday could reach his ears the first. He peers at his phone, several texts from his co-workers and friends wishing him were flooded in his notification bar, along with your last text, sent over an hour ago. 

Love♡♡ : work is so crazy right now, they should pay me for even gracing them my time this late >:(( anyways, good night. love you tets &lt;;33

Nothing after that. He stares at the text. You weren’t online which meant you are either too busy in work or have already fallen asleep…without wishing him? 

A small twinge of hurt pinched his heart at the thought of it. Although he tries to reason it with your pressure at work. But it’s been like this for a few days, you completely submerged in work, barely getting the chance to even facetime, not being overly zealous atleast 3 business days before his birthday.

The little red demon above his head tries to play tricks yet his heart works with rationale – leading two projects at the same time meant things will slip up. Distance may be bound to form. Who knows? even paths of life may deviate from one another and eventually-

His train of thought cuts short by the sharp ring of the doorbell. It’s 12:30 already. Kuroo internally pleads that it’s not some surprise by his former teammates because without you, he doesn’t think he will indulge even a slightest bit. 

The door swings open and so does kuroo’s jaw. You, in your full glory, a ginormous beige jacket wrapped all over you, hair dishevelled from the wind, yet framing the most beautiful face in the world, stand at the threshold, panting and holding a large box of what seems like a cake. 

“Oh my gosh tetsu, I was almost about to punch the baker. Dumbass messed up my whole timing”

Kuroo was still busy steadying himself but he shifts from his place, allowing you to scoot past him and settle yourself in the dining seat, placing the cake there. 

Weren’t you asleep? Weren’t you way too busy to come? What is going on? 

He looks at you, making yourself comfortable at his space, like you are just meant to fit inside these 4 walls. The frosty silence suddenly vanishing by the cauldron of warmth you bring with you everywhere. He can’t wait for the day when it will be regular sight. 

“Baby, are you gonna stand there the whole night?” you giggle, striding towards his still figure beside the doorway. You hook your arms around his waist, your head tipping back as you stand on your toes, planting a soft kiss over his lips.

Kuroo’s eyes flutters shut as he draws himself into every fleeting moment of this kiss. His hands find your cheeks and large palms cradles them as gently as a rose petal, head dipping down to take in more of the feeling of your lips against him. The taste of your cherry balm engulfing him. 

You part from him, merely inches away as your lower lips bruses against each other. You whisper into the small gap, “Happy Birthday, my love. I’m not too late, am I?” 

“Doesn’t matter when your wish is what makes it worth. I almost thought you forgot” he hums, hands curling up against your neck, urging you to look at him. You crane your head up, meeting those honeyed eyes pooling with a multitude of emotions. 

“Awe you miss me that much? I have been real quiet this year on purpose. Trying something a little different”, you cheekily say, poking your tongue out. Kuroo quirks an eyebrow, “always a step ahead, aren’t you?”  he pecks your forehead while a small whisper of “I love you. Thank you for making this day something to look forward to” grazes over your skin. Your feel the kaleidoscope of butterflies zooming inside your ribcage, for the way his words echoed through the drums of your heart. As if the resonance between his and your heart just created more love to harbour.

"Tetsu", you grab his face, dipping his tall frame downwards to place another kiss. This time between his eyes. Hoping this kiss was equivalent to the million words he said with those gaze a few seconds ago. 

You take his hand, pulling him towards the cake, “now now,  it’s not the time to be all mopey. I fought for this cake and now you get to commemorate this day of high significance”. Kuroo chuckles, you were full of beans indeed. 

To think just a few moments back his thoughts were spiralling, he registers that that how much you being by his side grounds his inner monologue of hidden insecurity. Kuroo is always the epitome of  confident man but the inner cloud of anxiety yet rumbles time to time. Until, your presence acts like the yellowy sunshine after rain, banishing any grey thoughts that dare to delude him. 

“Why such high significance, may I ask?” you roll your eyes, amusement twinkling in your eyes and you answer like this is the most simple question ever, “Because you got to be born and be my boyfriend and then my groom-to-be, duh”, wiggling the left ring finger, you laugh. Shaking his head, he tunes into the peals of laughter with you. He cuts the cake, feeding you a piece before noticing you were still in your coat. 

“Baby, are you that cold? You know you could wait a bit more for your winter cloth haul” he gestures at the neck high coat. You squirm a little. He finally noticed.

“y-yeah, I know. there’s a…reason”, you send a sheepish smile on his way, effectively avoiding his gaze. 

Kuroo reaches towards you, curious at your shift in demeanor. He leans down, meeting your gaze with his ever sharp ones and you found yourself faltering a bit, heartbeat pacing higher than normal. 

“Princess, are you okay? you got a fever?” he runs his hand over your forehead to which you shake your head. Taking his fingers in yours, your fingertips glides over his knuckles. Unable to stall in any longer, you slung your arms around his neck. 

“Actually, I have your gift”, bringing your mouth closer to his ear as you whisper, “right under”, you murmur. His hand is now brought on your lower back, the feel of your skin right underneath the coat, clearly evident. 

Kuroo sucks in a breath, catching on to your innuendo immediately. Palms migrates towards your shoulder blades where he can feel the thin strap and bare skin over the coat. Curiosity killed the cat and now he just got fucking murdered.

“Hmmm? Should’ve said it earlier, princess.” kuroo hums, a mellowy timbre coating his voice. You gulp audibly, anticipating his moves. 

His hands trail over your shoulders, reaching up and stop around the collar of your coat, playing with the top button as he flashes his Cheshire like smile. Demeanor changing from concerned to smug in a flash of light. You keep your eyes on him, heavy breaths escapes your nose and mouth. Kuroo leans forward, his voice now merely a whisper tickling your ears.

“Should I guess what my present is?” he asks coyly. You can feel the teasing glint the words carry.  

“You can open it already, y’know?” your voice had an air of neediness, wanting nothing more than to indulge in his touches and losing yourself in him for the night. 

Kuroo tuts, shaking his head in faux disappointment, “tsk tsk tsk. it’s my present, princess. Let me enjoy it. in my way”. With that, he flicks the button open, his eyes catching a hint of red around your neck. A dark chuckle escapes his throat.

“Red, huh? You surely did some homework before”, another button pops open, this time, the base of your throat open up and a little red ribbon wrapped around the middle like a bow greets him. 

Kuroo felt his heart thrumming loudly, imagining what he could find after fully unbuttoning your coat. The suspense of the act spiking his blood and rushing downwards towards his crotch, he can already feel himself getting hard. God, you really knew how to outdo yourself every single year. 

Kuroo presses a kiss right beside that bow, feeling your erratic pulse against his lips. It curls into a smirk, right against your skin. You tip your head back, eyes closing and hands finding their way to the hem of his shirt. 

“Uh-uh, princess. Not so early.” Kuroo envelopes his hands over yours, before bringing them together behind your back, caging you between his hold. His right hand, once again,  flits back in its previous mission while his left hooks both of yours ; effectively locking them behind your back. “Not until I’m done unwrapping my present”. A kiss plants underneath your ear; the skin tingling with its effect. 

“You sure are taking a hell lot of time” you scorn. Kuroo chortles, popping another button open. This time a part of your sternum peeps out, he can make out the hint of cleavage from the skin exposed. More blood runs downwards and kuroo fights the urge to tear the coat off and bend you against the table to ravage you then and there. 

“Good things take time, princess. Moreover, you seem to enjoy it.” Kuroo muses, his hips roll against yours and you could feel the hardness of his crotch brushing up against your lower belly. “Take this as a punishment for being late to my birthday” he opens another button and the lace cupped cleavage makes their way.

“But it wasn’t my fault.” you pout. You’re so adorable, kuroo thinks. He laughs under his breath before pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. His hands trail over your sternum, dipping down towards the fat of tits spilling out before he ghosts over them ever so slightly, drawing a whine out of you from the untouched touch. 

“Oh but you were…” he drawls, “to think you went outside like this. Being a naughty little girl, are we now, princess?”. You open your mouth to say something  but his lips silences yours. His tongue almost immediately finding its way in your mouth and playing with yours. 

The kiss was sloppy with the way kuroo laps at your top lip, engulfing it in his mouth, saliva smears over your upperlips and drips down your lowers. The steamy makeout session in addition to the his hips grinding against your coat covered crotch leaves you staggering. 

One by one, he unbuttons the whole coat till the end, each time kissing a part of you he passes in the process, to all the way down, where he is kneeling. He looks above to see your figure hugged by this beautiful dark red fabric, only covering the bare necessities. 

He is eye level with your bare thigh, the plush skin adorned by a thin lacy garter, linked to the equally thin panties with a small band of cloth. You feel his hand runs across the back of your thigh, the cool band of your engagement ring gliding smoothly over your skin. The pads of his fingers dip down a little deep when he reaches your almost bare ass. 

“Fuck. what I’d do to you” you hear him murmur against your lace clad thigh. He scrapes his teeth against the fabric, peeling it off and exposing the beautiful skin out. The sharpness of his teeth mingles with the softness of his lips as he sucks and nips at the skin, leaving a purple well of mark around that area. Your breath hitches as you feel the dull throb of the hickey while he continues his ministration all over your inner thighs. 

“We better take this to the room before I end up taking you right here” his teeth still ghosts over your skin, now attaching around the band of your garter, tugging it gently before releasing it back, the elastic smacking your skin, causing a whine to tumble out your throat. His actions causing your pussy clench around the fabric.

He continues his journey up with his mouth before reaching your pussy. The material doing nothing to hide the outline of your cunt and looking closely enough he sees the dampness that is caused by your arousal. His fingers join in, smoothing upwards over the fabric gently. A moan leaves your lips, with the way he is being tantalisingly slow. If you could, you would have shoved his fingers inside. 

“Already wet and I barely did anything, baby. Wait for the real action atleast” his voice sardonic and praising simultaneously. He plants a kiss right over your crotch before trailing upwards. 

“Tetsu, you little-” you whine to which kuroo snickers. He loves you to death but he loves it more than anything when he is edging you and you are writhing and pleading.This is when he gets the chance fill you to brim with pleasure. The power surge he gets from this is immeasurable, when nothing leaves your mouth except his name. 

“What, my darling?” kuroo kisses below your navel, his lips smoothing over the surface with no friction. He peppers your stomach with nips and kisses before reaching under your breasts. A small kiss between the valley of your tits and then he finally rises up. He caresses the sides of your breats before holding you by your waist, squeezing you gently,pulling your figure flush against him. His hardened member now rocking against you with less obstruction. 

Kuroo tugs the coat off of your shoulder and it pools around your ankle, revealing your whole set to your fiance. Kuroo gawks at your figure, as if time stopped its track for him to drink your body with his eyes. 

“God you’re fucking beautiful” his voice low and husk filled. Kuroo peppers kisses on the curve of your shoulders, hiking his lips up into the crevice of your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses trailing towards your jaw.

You have always been the prettiest for him but this colour on you has popped out every feature of yours in the most alluring, elegant way. Kuroo huffs out short breaths as his eyes find it difficult to tear away from you, he eyes you from down to up before his eyes land on that ribbon. 

Oh fuck that ribbon. The way you made yourself like a present, kuroo is positive there isn’t any better gift in the whole planet than the one before his eyes. His lips find you again, passion and lust permeating through the kiss. His hands reach up to your breasts and he gives them a good squeeze. The nipples pert and poking through the cloth against his palm.

He guides your body along with his towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss, stumbling along the way but nonetheless reaching towards the edge of the bed. He pushes you, still connected with your lips, cradling your head before you fall into the heap of soft mattress. His body hovers over yours and one of his knees positions dangerously close to your cunt. 

“We gotta take this off before I tear it and that is the last thing I wanna do” kuroo husks, his hand deftly working their way to take off the top. 

Not that it did anything to cover what’s underneath, yet as he removes the bra and sees your tits spill out, he couldn’t help but take one in his mouth. Fondling the other one with his hand.

The feel of his mouth finally somewhere on you has you teetering on the edge, you let out out a moan. Your hands rake through his ink black locks while he tugs you nipple with his teeth. His knee presses against your almost bare pussy the sensation spikes your insides. 

Your hands reach for his shirt once again, urging him to take it off , to which he obliges but not before remarking something about it. 

“Can’t wait to see me naked, guess I can indulge in your desire a little bit”, you roll your eyes. Smug bastard. You feel him shift downwards, his knees touching the floor while leaving you sprawling on the bed, he adjusts your legs around his shoulders before scooting downwards.

His hands plays around your nipples, twisting and turning while his mouth travels south. He lets his teeth do the work, pulling at the underwear and tugging it off of you, finally letting the sight of your clenched cunt soothe his eyes. The way he keeps a unbreaking eye contact while doing the dirtiest of act makes your arousal seep down your cunt even more. He tugs the panties halfway through before teething at the garter again, slowly dragging it across you skin and pulling it off. 

“Practising for the big day, princess” he grunts, taking them off of you fully. You let out a light croon, even amidst the unholy acts of provocation, the gentle reminder of your promised near future sends you into a blissful train of thought. 

Kuroo’s sharp nip at your inner thigh brings you back. He stares at you with drooping eyes, silently challenging you to not break the contact as he lowers himself over your slit. He licks a stripe of your pussy, the feel of his tongue like millions of fireworks inside your nerves. You silently breath out a gasp while kuroo begins his onslaught of kitten licks over your cunt. Gradually reaching to your clit. He presses a kiss over the nub before capturing it with his mouth, gently sucking on it.

His tongue flicks your now swollen clit as you rock your body, bringing him closer, as if it’s anyways possible. Your mingled sounds of squeals and moans and whines mixes with the soft squelch of his fingers entering you. He prods them gently over your walls, knowing where to stretch and poke to evoke the most raw reaction from you.

“Tetsu…fuck...aah..” your voice are nothing more than little tufts of breaths as he shifts his pace every so often, while never leaving your puffed clit unattended. The alternate of his tongue and fingers works wonders to roll you over the edge. 

“Cum for me, baby” you hear his raspy voice vibrating across your skin, he sloppily makes out with your slit before driving his tongue inside, his face tilts as he tries to reach as deep inside you as he can. The grip of his hands on your thighs tightening. His cock feels heavy and the burning desire to replace it with his tongue flames his inside – but not before he makes you cum like this atleast twice. 

Two of his fingers drum over your clit while his tongue prods inside you. His jaw hurts but nothing matters when he gets to see the expression he draws out of you. Mouth falls open, while your head tips back. Not giving a damn about keeping eye contact because fuck if you could have exploded out of your body, you would. 

Kuroo groans at the irresistible feel of your essence around his tongue, “tastes so good for me”, he hums around your pussy. You could feel the wave of arousal waiting to burst and as you hear the words escape his mouth, your body reacts on accord. Back arches beautifully as you release yourself against kuroo’s lips.

Your mind levitates in the cloud of bliss while you feel Kuroo laps at your essence, the drag of his lips against you too euphoric. to joyful to get down from. But even while being on the daze, you feel Kuroo going at your pussy once again. 

“T-Tetsu…hnnggh”, you can feel the added force that his tongue applies as it drives inside you once again. 

“You thought I’d leave you to come around my tongue only once.” he rasps, his nose brushes against the overstimulated clit. He nuzzled himself against your cunt, his hands reaching over your ass and kneading the soft flesh. You let a wanton moan, too loud for the neighbours to not hear. Kuroo smiles, tongue thrusting inside your cushiony walls even more. 

You could feel your body quivering, preparing itself for another wave of orgasm not long after the previous one. You tug at his hair, your nails scraping against his scalp. Your other hand grabs at your breast to hold onto something. A sight Kuroo savours from behind his bangs that cover his face.

“I’m gonna…” you whine, thighs jolting around his arms while he keeps them locked. “Make a mess around my face, darling. Let go.” Kuroo was getting delirious at your taste. His cock nearly bursting his load in his pants. He rubs against the board of the bed, releasing some friction. He can sense your orgasm looming and naturally, he increases the pace, tumbling you over the edge for the second time. His teeth grazes the clit, giving it some attention before a harsh suckle has you going for the 2nd time that night. 

Your back arches, juices spraying out of your pussy. Kuroo is enthralled seeing you this dirty, this sexy, this sinful. You didn’t hold back  your sounds either, sweet melodies of his name with pleasured moans ringing throughout the room and satisfying Kuroo’s ears as he succeeds in making you spent. 

Not that he intends to stop yet.

Your body is still quivering, the afterwave of the pleasure still gushing inside your body. Kuroo caresses your thighs and hips, coaxing your body to relax. 

“You did so well, my sweet baby. looking gorgeous cumming around my face like that”, kuroo engulfs your mouth, his tongue shoves yours around and you decide to suck the tip of his tongue, relishing in the tangy essence of yours. A moan erupts from the man above as your wrap your hands around his sculpted back, losing yourself in the kiss. 

Kuroo helps you get down from the high before flipping you over. You notice the way he positioned you both, you are right in front of the dressing mirror. 

When did he even do that? 

Kuroo kneads your ass from behind, while another hand grabs your chin to make you look at the mirror. 

“Eyes up there, baby. Watch how I fuck this little pussy into oblivion”, you can feel his clothed cock grinding against your ass. Whimpering, you wiggle back, feeling more of him, causing Kuroo to suck in a breath.

“Behave, darling.” Kuroo lightly smacks your ass, watching the flesh ripple and groaning at the sight. 

You look over your shoulders at him. He looks so broad, the toned sculpture of his long hours at gym and sports really gifted you with a goldy sight. His face flushed with crimson and copper eyes blown out with lust. The contour of his abs to sexy to not gawk 24/7. His sweatpants are already hung low, cock whipped out, hard and swollen. The tip angry with precum dripping down the globes of your ass. You try to shift back, intending to return the favour he generously gave you a while back. 

But Kuroo , not-so-gently puts you back on your position, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you against the sheets. Your ass hiked up more to flash the clenching pussy in the air. The cold draft blowing around your sticky folds making you shiver. 

“Tetsu!” you exclaim, as he starts dragging his length over your folds, adding more of his arousal with yours, the spot lubed and moist for Kuroo to slide right in. 

“What did I say about behaving, princess? Are you looking for to get punished?” his voice dark and menacing, only reserved for you, in the bed. You shake your head, eyes locked with his through the mirror. Your nipples brush against your sheets with the way you are bent, adding more to the sensation.

You try to tug off the red ribbon, not wanting any ounce of fabric on your skin when kuroo grabs your hand, harshly. Hooking it over your back, he hikes your body up a little higher, his cock straight against your fold, the tip hitting snug the clit. His eyes are narrowed, eyes a little menacing, 

“Don’t you dare take that off. This stays on.” his voice low. You mewled an okay, too entranced with the way he looks behind your back to notice his manhandling. 

“That’s my girl”, kuroo hums before sliding inside you with ease. The remnants of previous shenanigans making it easy. Your mouth falls in a O as you feel the ridge of his cock gliding past your walls. With each of his inch bottoming inside you, you let out a moan, voice deliriously filthy. The sounds like a dulcet for him. 

He rams the last of his inch at once, making your body lurch forward. Your face scrunched in a beautiful frown, teeth digging at your lips. Hair falls over your face as you dip your head down to adjust to his size.  Kuroo becomes too busy admiring your features through the mirror. You look like a goddess, a goddess he brought down on her knees before him. 

He was probably too enticed because it wasn’t until the roll of your hips around his pelvis that dragged him down to where he was. “T-tetsu. movee” , he hears your plead. 

“As you say, baby girl.” kuroo starts drilling his cockinside, sliding in and out of you, the head colliding with the gummy walls near your cervix. You were pushed forward with the intensity of his thrust yet the feeling of his prominent vein grinding inside your wall was too heavenly to complain.

It was him and you, intertwined with each other, knocking the door of lust but beneath it was promises of love.  

The grip of his fingers around your hip was deathly. It sure is gonna leave a dent. Kuroo grunts and groans as he watches the base of cock froth with both of your juices. The squelching sound everytime he enters you fills the room along with the slaps of the skin. 

You could feel his balls hitting you right above the clit, light strokes against them making you dizzy . His hands snakes around your stomach, reaching your clit. He takes the nub between his two fingers, rolling them around and pinches it. You squeal at his actions, back bending away from him, but the grip of his arm around keeps you flush. 

“Your pussy is made right for me. Almost made me bust a nut the moment I slid my cock inside, sh-shit. so fucking tight and clenching” , his words are so vile, yet so sweet to hear. He bends down, back flush with his chest as he presses a hoard of kisses around your nape and shoulders. Suckling the skin and leaving out purple marks in its wake. 

“Tetsu..more…you feel so good against me” you cry, eyes rolling with the way he is snapping his hips against yours. The constant assault over your g-spot inside and the clit outside once again announces the impending avalanche. 

“More you say? Greedy girl.” he rasps before hoisting you up, one hand still playing with your clit while the other finding your left breast. 

Cupping the whole fat of it, he squeezes the mound hard. His hips unrelenting with their strokes. The bed creaks from the sudden movement. The headboard banged against the wall once. Now the neighbours are definitely gonna know.

“So fucking beautiful. Truly the best gift ever, princess. I love you so much”,  you turn sideways to face him, his molten amber eyes mirroring the heart eyes you are sending him across. 

You capture his lips in a soft kiss, your hands reaching his face to cradle the sides and pulling the front tufts a little. Vibrations of hums and moans share between you two in the kiss, while both your bodies work on their own accord. The golden light of the  lamp falls over your skin, the golden iridescence  reflecting of your skin makes you nothing less than a fallen angel. The halo like glow of your body makes Kuroo's heart gallop loudly. Makes him wonder how he managed to find someone as perfect as you are.

“Look at the mirror. See how ethereal you look while taking me like that. God really took time while making you” , you chuckle at his cheesy words. No matter how dominant he acts in bed, at the end it was still your dorky, corny Tetsu. 

You zero in the way he fucks you, the outline of his cock visible as he drills into you. A dragged moan fills the air. kuroo kisses around your temple, his thrusts erratically hits you, losing rhythm. You realise he’s close, so you arch your back, feeling more of him inside. Fucking himself inside you. 

Kuroo hisses at the act, his fingers pinching your clit in return. Your walls clamp around his shaft, making him lose all the threads he had been holding onto ever since he buried his face in your cunt.  

“Shit, baby...take me…take all of it. Let's cum together”, his babbles choking in his throat as he thrusts in you one last time before warm ropes of his cum fills your pussy. You came around the same time, pooling his thighs with hot, sticky mess. 

He kisses you throughout the high, a level of euphoria never felt before. He realises he didn’t use any condom today neither did you retorted against it. Kuroo slides out of you, your cunt clenches from the lack of his heavy cock. He gently lays you down, bringing a wet towel and cleaning off the spilled cum from your thighs and his. Your face beams with the post-coital bliss as you spread your arms over your head, breathing heavily. 

“You good?”, kuroo asks, his voice regaining the gentle hold back. You nod, closing your eyes and relaxing yourself. 

“If I knew you’d go this crazy over a lingerie set, I’d have thought it through before buying.” you breathily say, seeing Kuroo’s face turn a little red. The debauchery dawning on him a little.

“You could wear an overalls over a trash bag and I’d still fuck you the same. It’s you who’s this hot”, Kuroo plants a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his hands smoothing your hair. He scoots you over, finding himself a space beside, pulling you against his side. His fingers work through your scalp while you find warmth in his body.

The comfortable setting almost lulling you to sleep before you lurch up, face palming yourself. Kuroo sits back, concerned at your sudden leap, while you look at him with guilty eyes.

“I forgot your actual gift at home, while being too excited for this one.”, you hide your face between your palm, whining and falling back on his chest. A hearty laughter rolls out of Kuroo at your state while he rubs your shoulders. His mind already bent on to tease you.  

“Wanna suck me off to balance that out?” kuroo sends a sly grin your way, his voice holding a glint of tease but really not expecting you to wallow in.

To his surprise, you part away from his chest, face filled with a challenging gleam. Without any words, you straddle him, holding his cock by the base. A dopey smile spreading all over your face. 

“Say less. I’ve been meaning to do that since forever.”

a.n-> aint nobody leaving the house without giving him a sloppy. if tags dont work and it flops then im giving him an even intense sloppy

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[petew21-blog]

Healthcare insurance

Doctor Green approached his oncology patient in the ICU. The old man, Benedict Brown, suffering from lung cancer, was in the hospital for his late diagnosis of his condition, which wasn't improving.

Dr. Green:"Mr. Brown, I don't have very good news. The tumour is a small cell lung carcinoma. It is the direct result of your smoking. Unfortunately it is very aggressive and in your case has been diagnosed very late. We can offer you a support group along with some pain medication..."

Mr. Brown:"Are you JOKING ME?!? When I came months ago, you said it was just... eh ehh ehhhh cough cough... Just cough. And now you're telling me I'm gonna die?"

Dr. Green:"I'm very sorry sir. We did everything we could, but the diagnosis is final in this case and overall the condition can be hard to diagnose in early stages"

Mr. Brown:"You're just trying to get out of this so you won't feel guilty. For not treating me as you should. You turned me away and you know it damn well"

Dr. Green:"Sir, if there was something I could do, I would. But I am out of my options"

Mr. Brown smiled. "Oh there is one option. Come closer I can tell you. But send everyone away."

Dr. Green hesitated. But did as he said. Dr. Green sat down on a chair next to Mr. Green.

Dr. Green:"Ok. So tell me."

Mr. Brown grabbed Dr. Green's hand and started the incantation. Dr. Green could feel how the man's cold hands started getting warmer and warmer. And suddenly, he felt the warm presence all over his body.

Mr. Brown opened his eyes. He was sitting now and looking at the old man on the bed. He looked down and saw a white coat with a stethoscope around his neck. He inhaled a big ammount of air. "What a relief"

As soon as he said that, his old body started coding. He pushed the button and started doing a CPR. The doctors did what they could, but couldn't save the old man. Or atleast his body

But Mr. Brown didn't really care. Because he was now a young healthy doctor. And this time. He was gonna live his best life

Dr. Green:"What's happening?"

Mr. Brown:"Ahh, you're here too? You were supposed to die in my body. Oh well, I guess I can handle one black passenger."

Dr. Green:"How did you do this? Mr. Brown, you have to get out of my body!!!"

Mr. Brown:"You know what? I don't have to get out. This is my body now. And I'm gonna enjoy it"

Mr. Brown:"Fuck yeah, look at me in these sunglasses and a vest. Now your body has atleast some style, doctor. You should thank me. You were in desperate need of a makeover."

Dr. Green:"My wife will know it's not me. She will figure it out"

Mr. Brown:"Right. She won't last with me for too long. I can tell you that"

Mr. Brown:"The same goes for your job. I won't stay in healthcare with a body like this. That would be a waste of time. Now, I really wanna smoke so bad."

He got out of the car and lit a cigarette. He coughed

Dr. Green:"My body isn't used to it. You can't smoke"

Mr. Brown:"Oh don't worry about it. I'll get used to it pretty soon. Also, I don't need to smoke right now. Just need it to get some photos for Grindr"

Dr. Green:"Grindr? Isn't that for gay people?"

Mr. Brown:"Great job, Dr. Green. Exactly"

Mr. Brown:"Man, look at me. I look good. The jeans, the leather. The smoke. I look so fucking good. Thanks for the body doc. Since you killed mine. Oh yeah. Look at that. That's the one for Grindr"

Dr. Green couldn't believe what was happening. His own body was smoking and doing things he would never do. He was controlled by someone else, possibly forever. What was he gonna do? He can't stay like this forever. But what if he has to?

In the nearby alley the two men were kissing passionately. The younger one pushed the other against the wall, pressing his hard dick against his.

The man:"Aren't you a bit young for me?"

Mr. Brown laughed:"Well. What can I say? I'm an old soul"

Could you make a story in which a man who suffers from lung cancer takes revenge on his young doctor for not being able to cure him, possessing him and turning him into a smoker and gay? You could do the perspective of the old man in his new body and the young doctor being possessed and forced to see his changed appearance. I really like this guy by the way. https://www.tumblr.com/male-meat-suit/724018661918195712/maybe-a-story-with-this-one?source=share

[cottonconnielvr]

omg can you do connie or ony with a loser/geeky girlfriend? like she spends most of her time in her room reading, hyperfixating on weird things, and she barely has any friends.😭😭 you can add nsfw if u want <333

i actually love this and ony would most def have a gf like this

✩

you’re his lil “antisocial pookie bear” (he called you that)

he loves how whenever he’s telling you about his friends or something connie did he always has to remind who he’s talking about

like he’s gonna gatekeep you all the way

when his friends find ur socials he lowk salty

he doesn’t mind keeping you a lil secret

he still rejects every girl that comes up to him and makes it very known that he has a gf but when people ask where she at “Not yo business lil bro”

He prefers to keep you out of all his problems.

You like your drama free life and the moment you pop out with him he just knows every nigga gonna want you all of a sudden and girls are gonna start drama 🧍🏽‍♀️

You’re fine as hell so he expects it

He’ll post pics on social media tho with both of your faces covered (who doesn’t love a secret relationship)

You stay at home most of the time so Ony’s always coming over to keep you company

He’s really your bestfriend tho

You have a couple online friends but that’s it

He’ll binge watch any new anime or movie series you’re obsessing over

There was a time where you were hyperfixating over food plushies and anytime Ony was out at the store he’d always get you one

Ofc his friends always ask him why he’s buying weird looking mugs or plushies “Stay out my business”

( that’s just ony. stay out his business.)

He’d also go to Barnes & Nobles with you, buying you all the new books you want

His favorite thing to do with you is lay down and cuddle while you read to him (healing his inner child fr)

Now, he likes to be a sub to you. Or atleast a switch

You just drive him so crazy like he wants to eat you alive you’re so cute and quiet and-

He’s lowkey shocked to find out you a lil horny freak fuck (you be reading too much smut. yeah i know you do)

You gave him kinks he never knew he had

“F-fuck baby” Ony groaned out as you glided your tongue on the underside of his dick. Your previous orgasms coating him all over. You can hear the metal of his handcuffs clinking. “Stay still” You taunt him, taking him fully in your mouth. You can hear him wince and his thighs shake. “M’cumming” He mutters out. Your eyes widen in shock as you feel his cum shoot down your throat, fuck already?

[pinkydevil16]

Aemond Targaryen x Strong/Targ! Reader

18+, sex, miscarriage, grief, injuries, death

This is not a loving fanfic

Brown hair fell past her face, sticking uncomfortably to her forehead and neck as she tucked her chin against her chest. Her fingers digging into the concrete wall, dirt digging into the skin under her nails and blood rimming her cuticles, each deep breath stung her lungs. 

"Well isn't this a pitiful sight." Aemond's voice grated against her ears as he stood at the end of the corridor, Y/n digging her chipped nails into the concrete and spitting out the pooled blood onto the ground, raising her head to look at him. Blood dripped down her forehead and onto her eye as she glared at his figure, a smirk on his face, sword drawn and ready. Pushing off the wall Y/n placed a hand against the wound on her side, her kidneys screaming in pain and muscles spasming as she held her sword. 

"Not so strong now are you Y/n." The words were spat from his mouth as he walked closer, Y/n laughing as she raised her sword towards him, pointing at his face.

"I will be taking your other eye to hell with me if it is the last thing i do. Your mother can cry over her eyeless boy once more." Her lips curled into a cruel smile as Aemond sneered at her, his sword swinging in a circle around his hand. 

"If my Brother did not demand you were brought back then i would happily slice you through where you stand. But i much prefer watching you suffer by his side slowly dying inside than a quick and easy death." Y/n glared at him as he stepped closer, his sword in a defensive position as Y/n cracked her neck.

"And yet you call me pitiful? You rush around trying to stop his tantrums. You are a glorified wet-nurse." Y/n laughed as she shook her head, inhaling a deep breath and closing her eyes for a split second in pain. Opening them to stare at Aemond as she parted her legs, bending her knees and bouncing slightly in anticipation.

"This has been a fun back and forth but i am not going back." Aemond chuckled as he began walking closer. 

"I doubt you could even swing that sword before you bleed out on the ground." Aemond narrowed his eye as Y/n's eyebrow twitched. 

"Shall we test that theory?" 

Three years earlier

"My darling, what is wrong?" Aegon's voice was sweet, sickly even, as he whispered in her ear. Her body shivering in disgust as his hand pulled her hair from her neck to get closer, hot breath against her skin, penetrating her pours with his smell.

"You are too close." Y/n snipped back, pulled her head away, her hair slipping from his hand as he pouted and turned back to his drink. Y/n clutching her own cup until her fingers ached and begged her to loosen her grip, her eyes staying on Aemond as he smirked at her. His arrogant expression making her wish to slam the cup against his skull and watch his blood fill it until it overflowed. 

Y/n excused herself, happy Aegon was drunk and a maid had taken his fancy allowing her some reprieve for atleast a night from his continuous need for her attention. Her hand reaching her bed chamber door when she heard his voice.

"Leaving your husband so soon?" Y/n turned and leant her body against the door as she watched Aemond close in.

"He has taken a fancy to that little maid and who am i to stop him?" Aemond slammed his hand beside her head, watching her closely for any sign of fear, his lips curling into an arrogant smile as he tilted his head.

"Perhaps you are rushing off to a lover of your own to have bastards just like your mother." He spat out the last word, Y/n scowling as her hands grabbed the fabric of his coat and used her body weight to push the door open, Aemond's eye widening as he was shoved against the wall inside the room. Y/n pressed her body against him, her face tilted up to meet his eyes.

"I suggest you watch your tongue Uncle, it is not wise to spite those who could harm you." Her voice barely above a whisper before his mouth locked onto her own, a moan escaping her throat as he grabbed at her body. Hands on thighs as he hoisted her into the air, her fingers delving into his silky hair and tugging at the root. A groan leaving his throat as he dropped onto the bed, his weight pressing her into the fabric, hands hurriedly bunching up her dress and forcing his own trousers down. Parting for a moment before he plunged into her cunt, Y/n moaning at the painful stretch, one of her hands wrapping around his throat to tug him back to her lips. His own moans mixing into the kiss as he thrust in and out, her hips pinned beneath his own. Her hand pressing further into his throat as his hands dug into the sheets beside her head, his head dropping back as he felt her cunt clench around him, every move sinfully dragging her walls around his cock. His hips snapping against hers as she dug her heels into his butt and pushed him deeper, the hand on his throat pushing his head back as he relished in her grip. 

Y/n felt her stomach warm and his thrusts grow deeper, every thrust pushing a mewl from her throat and a groan from his that vibrated against her fingers. Her other hand slipping from his hair to grip him arm, swiping his elbow out from under him and throwing him onto his back. Her body barely disconnecting from his own before her legs bounced up and down, a choked moan leaving his throat as she pressed down with her weight. His hands finding her hips and slamming her down onto his cock as he watched her take him. Y/n could hear and feel his arousal peaking, her eyes open and watching him as he drowned in his lust, his grip digging into her dress to cling to her skin under it. Rolling her hips she let out a moan and lifted off his cock, his chest rumbling as he came over her thighs and his lower stomach. Her hands leaving his body as she dropped onto the bed next to him, both panting before she got up and went to the door, opening it quickly before hurrying him out.

"This is the last time Aemond." A glare back on her face as he tucked himself into his trousers and stood before her, towering over her before humming. The door closing behind him as Y/n let out a sigh and rushed to clean herself from him.

 A year later 

"Aegon Targaryen is the true heir to the iron throne." Criston's words echoed through the grand hall, Y/n kept her head turned away from the ceremony, Aemond next to her as he gripped her arm painfully behind her back. A warning. 

"Now go and kiss your husband and King." The words were whispered into her ear as Aegon rose from the ground, the grip on her arm tightening until she heard a crack, her eyes finding Aemond's as she sneered at him.

"A usurper is not a true King." Pulling away from him as she walked towards Aegon, Alicent's eyes intently on her as Aegon smiled at his wife. His hand raising to cup her face as he drew her into a kiss, pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her. Y/n pulling back quickly, his hand laid gently against her cheek as he looked at her expectantly. Bending down onto one knee Y/n kissed his hand, pressing her forehead into the back of his hand as she held back her tears. Hearing Aemond hum before the crowd erupted into cheers, Aegon turning and raising his arms as he lavished in the praise of the people.

"Come." Alicent pulled Y/n from the ground, guiding her to Aemond but Y/n yanked her arm out of the hold and disappeared into the crowd. Aemond chasing after her as she ran through the halls, her heavy dress tucked into her palms as she heard his loud footsteps behind her, his sword clanking against his leg. His hand reaching her arm and slamming her against the wall as she closed her eyes and grit her teeth, tears prickling her eyes but she refused to let them fall as she gazed at Aemond.

"The whole Realm will know you support him now, i am sure your Mother will weep that her only daughter has abandoned her." Y/n's palm met his face, his eyepatch landing on the ground as her chest rose and fell with each angered breath. 

"You one-eyed cunt, i despise you, i despise him and i despise your fucking mother. When my Mother takes the crown from Aegon's dead cold fingers i will pluck your eye from your head and feed it to your mother." Aemond only smirked at her anger, chuckling before grabbing her hair and pulling her through the corridor to the bed chambers, throwing her in and slamming the door as she scrambled up. Y/n hitting the door as she screamed, a pure hatred filled scream as Aemond walked away. 

Aemond found himself outside her bed chamber once night fell, pushing the door open and relishing in her beauty as she sat by the fire. Her expression blank as he entered, kneeling before her as his hands ran from her ankles to her hips, her night dress bunching at his wrists before he tugged her hips towards him. His eye on her as she stared at him, neither saying anything before he leant down and bit her inner thigh, her cheek between her teeth as he sucked on the soft skin. His head lowered further until she wrapped her hands in his hair, only able to see the top of his head as he delved into her cunt. Her head falling back against the chair, back arching to push her cunt into his tongue as he lapped at her clit. Her breath catching in her throat as she almost choked on her own spit, his tongue working her closer to the edge as she heard each movement as she drenched his chin. Small moans leaving her throat as she clung to his hair, eyes half closed and legs thrown over his shoulder as he gripped them. Forcing them wider as the fire crackling next to them, the heat prickling her toes as she curled them, small pants leaving her throat as she pressed his head into her cunt. His hands leaving finger prints along her skin as she wiggled and squirmed in his hold, moans growing louder as her chest rose and fell, body coming undone. Aemond slowed his tongue until each swipe made her shiver, his hair yanked hard forcing him to look at her as she pulled him from her thighs, letting his head go when he leant back.

"This changes nothing, i will always despise you." Y/n turned her head, staring into the fire as Aemond stood, wiping his mouth as Y/n tucked her legs up and covered her body with her night dress. Aemond leaving without a word, the door closing as he rounded the corner, his eye widening as Aegon stumbling down the hall drunk. Passing Aemond, unable to see him in his drunken haze as Aemond watched as Aegon pushed open the door he had just left.

"Darling lay on the bed-" the door closed behind Aegon as Aemond clenched his hand, lifting one to touch his lips where he could taste Y/n's cum, still fresh and the moment tender in his mind as he stormed away. 

3 months later 

Y/n's screams of anguish could be heard through the halls as maids held her on the ground, Aemond staring at her in horror as her nails dug into the ground and almost split from the pressure. Her body wracked with sobs as she cried for her younger brother, every tear followed by a scream of grief that overwhelmed her. 

"Get out." Y/n screamed, her voice hoarse and broken as maids rushed out, Aemond glued to the ground as she stared up at him.

"Get out you murderer! You disgusting bastard get out." Her fists pelted the ground as she glared at him, his body staying still as he watched her crumple and break, a tear welling up in his eye as he gulped. 

"I-" Y/n's scream stopped him from speaking as she held her stomach and hunched over, falling onto her side as her body shook with tears.

"Get away from me." Y/n clutched her stomach tightly as she felt her heart race and inside twist in agony, Aemond's eye widening as she gripped her dress exposing her lower legs. Fresh red blood dripped down her legs, staining her dress and pooling onto the ground as she cried out in pain. 

"GO!" Y/n screamed so hard Aemond thought the walls would shake, doors opening as guards entered, Alicent following with Criston before she gasped.

"Get a maester now!" Aemond felt arms on him, pushing him out the room as Y/n shoved off anyone trying to touch her, still screaming at Aemond as the doors closed. The heavy wood barely muffling her desperate cries and wailing, the door opening and closing as maesters and maids entered and exited, bloody cloth and towels disposed of.  

"She lost the babe." Aegon's voice was full of sorrow as he drank his pain away, Aemond sat across from him with white knuckles and his tongue between teeth. 

"I did not know-"

"The maesters did not say if it were a boy, but i know it would have been. Another son."  Aegon's words were slurred as he rambled, not taking care of what Aemond said or his brother's remorseful face. 

"Jahaerys. That was to be his name. A fine name for the second prince." Aemond could not take the pain and stood, leaving his brother to drown his sorrows as he wandered the halls. The air knocked from his lungs as he saw her. The door ajar and candles lit around where she sat on the ground, the night dress she wore still had blood coating the rim and her hair was matted at the back of her head. Leaning against the doorway he watched her light another candle.

"I should thank you." Her voice was shakey as well as her hand as she placed the candle down and stared out the window, the moonlight coming through and illuminating her in the circle of candles. 

"You relieved me of a burden." Aemond felt tears pool in his eye as she turned to him, eyes blood shot and red, cheeks puffy and nose pink as she showed him her stained hands. Blood coated under each nails and wrinkle, scratch marks down her arms and scrub marks on her wrists.

"You killed my brother and in doing so you killed your own brother's child too. You must feel satisfied. Full of pride even. It is what you have always wanted...To tear him apart from the inside out and in doing so you have ripped me apart aswell." Aemond went to move closer but stopped when she flinched, her eyes wide and doe like, no hatred in them as she cried. 

"Do you intend to go to the nursery and slaughter my son and daughter where they sleep? Would that satiate your need to hurt me?" Y/n sobbed, words jumbling together as she fell forward, laying her head against the ground as the candles burnt down and extinguished one by one. Aemond only able to watch as Y/n crumbled into nothing. 

A month later

Y/n sat in the nursery, her daughter in her lap whilst her Son was with Aegon, teaching him all the things Viserys never taught his own children.

"Mama, can we pick the flowers?" Y/n stared down at Rhaenys, pushing her white hair back and kissing her forehead before nodding.

"We can do anything you want Princess." A maid coming over to pick the four year old up as Y/n accepted the guards help to stand, her body still recovering from the miscarriage. Thanking him as Rhaenys reached out for her mother, the maid giving her a concerned look when Y/n reached for her.

"I will be fine." The maid nodded quickly and stepped back, head lowered in respect as she and the guard followed closely behind. 

Y/n sat in the meadow, her daughter running around and picking flowers, the maid chasing her as she tried to collect each one before the Princess grabbed another.

"Mama!" Y/n felt small hands grab her shoulders, trying to wrap around her as her son hugged her tightly, a smile coming across her face as she pulled him around to sit across her lap. The boy of six laughing as Y/n tickled him, ignoring the pain in her muscles as he kicked at her unaware of how fragile his mother was.

"Aemon be careful your mother cannot fight like the guards can." The little boy gasped and apologised as Y/n laughed and pet his hair, hurrying him after his sister.

"He asked me if he can have a brother soon." Aegon looked down at Y/n expectedly as she let out a cold laugh and stood, looking at Aegon in disgust as she spoke.

"Then fuck one of your whores and be done with it." Before Aegon could respond Y/n walked towards the children, kissing their heads as she laughed at their antics. Leaving a moment later, Aegon calling the children back to him and picking his daughter up.

"Look at me." Y/n refused to raise her eyes, staring past his chest to her bed chamber door, Aemond holding her arms tightly and shaking her as she ignored him. His anger besting him as he grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him as he glared down at her.

"I did not know you were with child." Y/n let out a scoff, shoving his hands off her as she stepped back, placing a distance between them that jabbed Aemond in the heart in a way that made him want to crumple to the ground.

"Would that have stopped you? Would that have truly saved Lucerys' life? If you do think it would have then you are blissfully unaware of your own insanity and desires because i can say without a single doubt you would have done it regardless. You are an impulsive child just like your brother, just like your mother and if you ever are gifted a child they will be just as you are. You do not feel remorse for what you did, only for being stupid and celebrating it with no regard for others. I have said it once and i will say it as many times as it takes for you to leave me alone. I despise you Aemond, i detest you so deeply it feels as though a dagger is digging into my heart and tearing it open every time i look at you. When i speak to you my throat burns with each word, it makes my blood boil and scars my insides. The mere thought of you near me makes me want to gut myself and pull each organ out for it would be easier to tolerate than your presence." Aemond stared at Y/n as she spoke, every word stabbing him deeper, cutting into the wound and dragging salt along the edges. 

"I hate myself for allowing you inside of me, to corrode me from the inside out and poison my soul as yours is." 

6 months later

Y/n downed her wine, her hands shaking as she stared in the mirror, her eyes sunk in and hair braided away from her face. 

"My darling, come to bed." Y/n looked away from her reflection looking at Aegon as he stripped of his shirt, his trousers following soon after leaving him bare as he laid on the sheets. Y/n walking towards him, her night dress pooling by her feet as she climbed on and crawled towards him, a smirk on his face that made her want to smother him. But she had a duty and Aegon was sure to remind her of it every time he entered her bed chamber, wearing her down until she accepted it. His cold hands pulling her hips to him, as she drowned in her thoughts.

Her fingers gripped the bowl tightly, the maid behind her fussing over Y/n as she threw up, tears staining her cheeks as she violently wretched up anything in her stomach. Aegon having only left minutes prior but her body could not take it and needed him out of her as quick as possible, to force her body to be rid of him. But she knew it would have worked, it always seemed to, when he wanted a child bad enough her body provided. And she wished for nothing more to be barren. When she was young she dreamt of being a mother, to raise her children in dragonstone alongside her mother and father, to show them the same love she was. She did not feel like a mother, she felt like a vessel, she loved her children dearly but she did not think she would kill for them. Not in the way her mother would, she would fight but she would not move the stars for her children. She did not have it inside her, to love them as deeply as they deserved, for they were his. Aemon belonged to the crown and when Rhaenys had been born she thought she would be hers, but she was not, she was betrothed before she was three. A promise that she would lose her. 

"Run me a bath." Y/n barely raised her head from the bowl, eyes cast down as she felt her insides twist, ready to expel him once more.

"I am sorry my lady, i cannot, the King instructed us to only hand wash you. To...to ensure you would have a babe." At her words Y/n's stomach flipped, bile rising and burning her throat as she threw it up, her body shaking as more came up. Even when nothing would come out her body wretched and forced every ounce of fluid it could from her stomach. 

Aemond leant against the fire place, the wood crackling as he watched Y/n enter, her eyes finding his before she looked away and closed the door. His eye following her as she approached him, her hands raising and gripping his shirt as she pulled him towards her.

"Do not kiss me." Aemond could smell the wine on her breath mixed with bile, the smell bitter and burnt his nostrils as he inhaled. Nodded as Y/n walked him to the bed, pushing him down and climbing into his lap. Her body limp against his as he rolled her onto her back, pushing her night dress up and repressing a moan at the site of her cunt, months of desire building up as he pulled his cock free. Head thrown back as he thrust into her, moaning at the heat enveloping him as he took his pleasure. Every thought stolen from his mind as he relished in her body, eye closed and hands gripping the sheets as he took what he wanted. Y/n stared at the ceiling, her hands clutching at his arms as she felt the bile in her throat, her insides twisting in disgust at each thrust. She wanted the pain, wanted to feel the hatred course through her veins. She wanted to punish herself. 

Aemond groaned as he opened his eye, looking down at Y/n, moving a hand to grab her jaw and bring her back to him. Leaning down to kiss her when her head turned quickly, an annoyed grunt leaving him as he laid kisses along her throat and collar bone. Wanting to mark her, to make her feel his every emotion and desire with a kiss but he did not want to lose this moment. Not when she clung to him and panted with a roll of his hips, his mind clouding as he dropped his hand to grasp her breast. Rolling her nipple in his fingers as he felt her clench around him, each roll of his hips and pinch bringing her closer until she moaned and came around his cock. His own thrusts stuttering until he went to pull out, her legs locking around him and forcing him deeper as he choked out a moan and came, his eye wide and face filled with shock as her legs dropped. Hands shoving him away and curling herself into a ball, his body stumbling back as he stared at her in horror. Her face hidden as she turned to lay on her side, body shaking as she began to cry, fists clutching the sheets as she cried out and shook. 

"Get out." Her voice was quiet but he heard it clear, echoing in his head as he stumbled back and ran from the room, leaving her alone. 

8 months later

Aegon held Y/n's hand as she pushed, her nails digging into the back of his hand and splitting the skin as she cried out in pain. The maester crouched between her legs as he wiggled the babes head, calling out for Y/n to push harder as she screamed through gritted teeth and pushed, Aegon praising her as she pushed his hand away.

"Get it the fuck out of me!" Y/n shouted as she pushed again, a loud cry signally the babe was out as Y/n flopped back onto the bed and let out a sigh. Her head pounded, the room seemed to spin and she wished to sleep. Instead she was cleaned, changed and forced to sit in a chair feeding the babe whilst Aegon announced his son. Y/n stared at the babe, her fingers caressing his face before she called for the wet nurse.

"Take him." The nurse nodded and took him away quickly, leaving Y/n by the fire, staring at it for hours before she hummed and forced herself to stand. Staring at her bed, the sheets changed but she could smell the blood lingering in the air, climbing in as she winced and tried not to cry at every movement. Left alone to heal whilst the grand hall filled with cheers and every man and lord drank until they passed out. 

A few hours before

Y/n stared at her son, only a six months old but she knew, knew that he was not Aegon's. The thought alone made her feel sick to her stomach, he had the same eyes as Aemond, such a difference to her other children. As she looked across the nursery she felt no happiness, no desire to look at her children, nothing but emptiness. Nothing but the need to punish herself, for the life she lived. Standing she left the nursery, finding her way outside as she fell to her knees and dug her hands into the ground. Tears prickling her eyes as she gripped the dirt, pulling her hand up and slamming her fist back down. Looking towards the sky, the night rolling in as she stared at the moon, trying to recall the last time she felt anything but hatred. A feeling other than emptiness, a want or desire to be happy. She could not think of it, she could not think of anything that could make her happy. Instead she looked at her hands, sneering at the dirt making its way into every crevice of her skin, imprinting itself on her. The same way everyone had, not giving her a choice, only forcing her to accept it was there. 

Y/n stood in the nursery, her son no longer sleeping with his siblings, the heir being given more duties whilst her daughter and babe slept soundly. She could hear the echo of Aegon's words playing in her mind. Another one. He would always want another. Would not settled until he had a hoard of them. Until her body was wrecked and she died to give him another. Her hand settled on the dagger in her hand, her eyes staying on the babe as she dug it into the her side, yanking it into her stomach before dropping it. Looking down at the blood and dirt that stained her hands, the burning of her insides nothing compared to the agony in her heart as she stumbled down the corridor. Finding a guard half asleep as she grabbed his sword, running him through before he could scream, the metal heavy in her hands as she collapsed into the wall. Heaving at the pain and yet finding comfort in the simpleness of it all. The ease of it, pushing off the wall and staggering towards the castle gates. She refused to die in her prison. A spark of happiness fired in her blood, a second wind hitting her as she leaned against a wall, catching her breath and clutching her side.

Present

Aemond held his sword high as Y/n slammed hers down, her whole weight falling into the sword as she slashed at him wildly, his feet moving like a dance as he moved back and dodged. Grunts coming from both as Y/n swiped at his side, throwing her sword in the air and grabbing it with the side of her hand, slashing at him as she cut across his chest. Aemond stumbling back as he grunted in pain, a hand coming to his chest as he looked at the blood coating his hand and violently swung at her. Both dancing against the other as the swords clashed, Y/n's body slowing as she gritted her teeth and landed harder blows, throwing her weight into each swing. Slamming her sword down from over her head and into his own, letting out a cry as both sword fell to the ground, her body falling forward in exhaustion as Aemond caught her. Y/n coughed as she tasted metallic blood, crimson dribbling from her mouth as Aemond crouched to the ground and held her close. Pushing her damp hair from her face and cradling it as she glared at him.

"Do not pity me, i do not want your sympathy or whatever this facade is." Aemond shook his head, ignoring her as he wiped the blood from her mouth, smearing it across her cheek as he stared down at her.

"I do not pity you...just do not die." His voice was soft, dropping the malicious tone he frequently used, his hand touching her as if she would break. Y/n let out a cold laugh and began coughing, more blood spluttering from her lips as she grinned at him.

"I have been dead for years, a walking corpse through out these halls and yet you never minded. You only wish for me to live to be a pawn, but i am taking back control." Aemond looked at her stomach, blood pooled around the wound as he watched her dig her fingers deeper, ripping the skin open as she cried out in pain. His hands coming to grab at her hands but he could inside her body, her organs almost spilling out as he tried to stop the bleeding. But he knew, just as she did as she coughed again and laughed, shaking her head as she stared past him.

"I cannot wait to see Lucerys." Her voice was weaker as he watched her eyes widen, her eyes going dark until he could barely see the colour, only black staring back at him as she stopped breathing. Her blood coating his hands as he grabbed her face and shook her, calling her name and demanding she woke up. 

[boypied]

pairings: ghostface!mickey altieri x male reader

request: mickey altieri fucking his petite bubble boyfriend in his ghost face costume and the reader gets turned on by the knife.

warnings: SMUT, anal sex, roleplay, knife play.

You run up the stairs, slamming your bedroom door shut. Ghostface was after you, knife and everything. He wasn't going to back down until you were dead, he banged against the door, you let out a scream. You get down on the floor as he barges in, you're half under the bed your back arched. Ghostface grabs you from under the bed and throws you against the bed causing you to bounce slightly, he pulls the mask off with a concerning look on his face "I'm not scaring you right?" He asks worriedly, you pull yourself out of the victim trance "Mickey, you literally killed two people today" I say to him dumbfounded.

He rolls his eyes pulling the mask back on, you nod your head to him wanting him to continue. You begin breathing heavily as he stands above you, "Please don't kill me!" You beg to the killer above you, he just turns his head to the side as he looks down at you. Ghostface Mickey tears your shirt off revealing your bare body to him as he begins to trace the knife across your skin gently grazing it "oh Mr Ghostface please don't hurt me" you beg which causes Mickey to let out a laugh as he pulls his mask back off again, "You sound like a bad porno" he says which causes you to laugh. You roll your eyes as Mickey pulls his mask back on "Just go along with it.!" You beg to him as he leans down to tear your shorts off revealing your jockstrap, he traces the knife over your pretty pink hole.

You whimper as you feel the cold steel of the knife trace against your tight pucker, you can hear Mickey's breathing pick up and the bulge against the ghostface gown grows, Mickey stabs the knife down in the mattress next to you pulling up his gown to reveal his pre-cum leaking throbbing cock. It's been a hot minute since you and Mickey last fucked, he's been busy trying to kill your 'friend' Sidney. Your hole gets coated in his pre-cum as he gently pushes his tip against your hole, the slick wetness of the pre-cum causes him to easily slip inside you without a warning which causes you to gasp out, you stare up at the Ghostface mask above you causing you to bite your lip.

He bucks his hips into you, throwing his head back as your hole tightens around him still getting use to his size since it's been a while. Mickey leans his head down, the mask and your face inches from eachother, he pulls your legs up to widen your hole making it easier for him to hit your sweet spot causing you to let out sultry moans which makes him want to fuck you harder and faster, "fuck me Mr Ghostface!" You whimper out. Your hands shoot down to grip your balls and jerk your cock off, wanting this feeling of pleasure to last for eternity. Mickey picks the knife back up and gently traces it across your neck, he turns his head like a Psycho killer.

You've always found this side of Mickey attractive, even though he is probably clinically insane atleast he treats you right and can make you cum like no man has ever before him. He traces the knife down your chest gently moving it over your erect nipples, causing pleasure to shoot up and down your body as the cold steel grazes your nipples. You can't exactly see it but you know that Mickey has a huge smirk under the mask he loves how horny and whore-y you get when he fucks you like this, especially when there is a knife involved.

He grips your hip with one hand and grazes the knife across your skin with the other. You bite your lip to hold back from screaming, with each thrust Mickey hit your sweet spot and with each jerk of your cock you edged yourself closer and closer to reaching the climax you've been dying for. With one more thrusts against your sweet spot, a jerk of your cock and a drag of metal steel against your chest you shot your load. Your ropes off cum hits your chest and some of it reaches as far as your face. Mickey let's out a gasp under the gasp as you tighten your hole around his cock causing him to shoot his load inside of you "FUCK!" He shouts through the mask as his cum fills you up.

He pumps himself into your boy-pussy a couple more times before he pulls out of your hole with a pop, laying down on the bed next to you. He pulls the mask off, breathing heavily before he pulls himself up "I gotta go kill Cici" he mumbles to you while kissing your lips and licking up some of the cum on your face

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[mariaxman]

COLOSSUS X FEM!READER

Resume: he finds you, after years and years on end of never forgetting you, even after you were taken away from him so suddenly, he finally finds you…

A/N: Idk how old he in the DP movies so I just made him 30-31😭 I don’t specifically like how it ended considering how long I worked on this, but I hope it’s good enough for y’all<3!!

(PURE FLUFF)

Everything started back in Siberia, in 2009 when he was 16. He worked on his family farm and you were visiting family for an undetermined period of time. It was a harsh winter, not many foreigners came during these times of year. So, when you arrived with your family in a farm near his, it wasn’t hard to notice.

He actually didn’t talk to you until about a week later, and it’s all thanks to Illyana. The little girl had somehow snuck out and gotten to know your little sister, and they had grown to be very good friends. Illyana, bless her heart, thought Piotr would REALLY like you. She said ‘that he had so much in common with me’.

To say Peter liked you from the start would be an understatement. You were out back with your sister, making a snow man, when Illyana dragged him across the road. The little blond called out your sister’s name and ran over to both of you. You were wearing a puffy winter coat and earmuffs, cheeks and nose flushed from the cold. That was the best day of his life. And that’s how everything began.

Over your stay, Illyana and your sister hung out together almost. Every. Single. Day. And every time they did, he came along. Just to watch over Illyana! Of course!

During the girls’ little play dates, Piotr stayed with you, conversations came smoothly and effortlessly. You didn’t have a lot in common, he was a farm boy and you were more of a city girl.

He even spents New Year’s Eve with you. Sat under an old, unfeathered tree, holding a pocket watch in your hand as you awaited. He’d secretly hoped you’d kiss him, under the sheepish excuse of ‘a worldwide tradition’, when he in fact just wanted to kiss you, a lot.

That night was when you shared your first kiss, well, together atleast. When he had pulled away, you fell into a giggling fit and slumped against him with a content smile. Maybe this wasn’t so bad…

He spent a lot of time with you. You came over to his farm during spring to chat and watched him work. Hell, you met his mom! Alexandra LOVED you, she gave you a family recipe she swore to never let out the family. Everything was going more than fine, until Summer rolled around.

On a cloudy summer day, your mother woke you up early, before sunrise, and told you to pack everything. You were leaving to America once again. You remember the feeling of your heartbeat filling your ears, a lump rose in your thoat, and you couldn’t swallow it back. Nevertheless, and without complaints, you packed everything, leaving the room you slept in, empty. By the time you brought your bags out, it was early morning, around 7, and you knew Piotr was working outside. You wanted to see him so bad, yet… not at all.

You felt bad, heartbroken. Everything you had built up to be between you two was just.. taken, snatched straight out of your hands. But the worse is that you knew this’d happen. The feeling of guilt clouded to brain, tears filling your eyes. You tried to blink them back.. but you just couldn’t.

You fidgeted with the rings around your fingers, inhaling shaky breath after shaky breath, trying your very best to not just bust into sobs. You were so deep in thoughts you didn’t see Illyana dragging her big brother over with a confused face, until she called your sister’s name out, your heart dropped.

Turning around, you see your sister and the little blond hugging eachother tightly, and… Piotr, standing behind in his work overalls, a defeated look on his face. Fat tears rolled down your cheeks as you run over to the taller boy, throwing yourself straight into his. He held you close, flush against his warm skin. There was so much he still had to tell you.. he didn’t have the chance to say I love you, or.. that he was a mutant, or that he didn’t want you to go.

Everything was just stuck in his throat as you cried softly into his neck. Your mother shared a look with your father. Your dad ushered your very confused sister into the car. Your mother called out that they’d be waiting for you, pulling you attention away from Piotr for a few seconds.

The boy set you down slowly, hands holding onto your waist. You sniffled and wiped you eyes. You didn’t know what to say. What COULD you say? You were in love with a boy you’d maybe never see again. You didn’t want it to just be a teen romance. You imagined MARRYING THE GUY FOR CHRIST SAKE! And you knew it was far fetched!

So, you did the first thing that came to your mind to make sure he remembered you. You slipped off a beautiful golden ring with a blood red ruby encrusted in it, grabbed his hand, put it in his palm and closed his fingers over it.

‘’I’ll get this back when I find you again, I swear. Just.. don’t lose it, ‘kay?’’

You told him softly. He could only nod his head in silence. You grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckle with a sad smile, hugged him for the last time with a goodbye and… walking away toward the car.

Only when the car began rolling away did it finally hit him fully like a frein train. You were gone. You left. He didn’t even say ‘I love you’, he was so choked up, he didn’t kiss you. How dumb was he?!

Piotr just.. stood there, with Illyana by his side, waving her little hand at the departing vehicle. He looked down to his hand, the dainty, golden ring small in the palm of his hand. He was never losing this, and he was going to find you no matter what it takes.

————————————-————————Now, your current life was.. good, not amazing but good enough. You discovered you were a mutant with pyrokinetic powers at 18, got disowned AND you feel like some Pyro knockoff.. Yikes!. You lived on your own in a little apartment. The rent was cheap enough and you managed to make it homey enough. Your neighbor was a little blind lady named Althea. She was.. peculiar, to say the least.

You got to know her.. friend? Drug dealer? Arch nemesis? You didn’t know. The only thing you knew was that his name was Wade, he was a mutant and he was ugly as fuck! Oh and that he’s a merc. Sometimes he came a-knocking when Al isn’t home(probably at the casino) and crashes in YOUR apartment to chat or whatever.

Oh, Piotr? You thought about him every passing moment. Did he forget about you? Did he keep the ring? WHAT IF HE PROPOSED WITH IT? Who knows. All that you know is that you never really moved on and it kinda spoiled every relationship you had. Was it pathetic? Absolutely. Did you give a fuck? You’d say no but that’s be a lie. But yeah..

One thing you found out about Wade is that he throws a lot of parties.. for nothing! They’re all pretty fun. You get to meet many of his friends. Like, for exemple, Neena Thurman, or Domino.

She’s actually the only friend of Wade’s with whom you actually get along with. Well, maybe there’s also peter, but you don’t see him very often. Shatter star’s kinda boring. Weasel’s an ass(I’m coming for you TJ miller). Maybe you’d get to know more of them at Wade’s party tonight.

The party in itself was pretty simple, just a friend gathering. Wade BEGGED you to bring your Farmer’s cheesecake(with raisins, but you didn’t tell him that). You swear you made it for him ONCE and he’s been on your ass because of it ever since. It was the recipe Alexandra gave you.

You sat on Wade’s— Al’s — old, banged up couch, surrounded by your friends with drink. The cheap beer Wade handed you tasted decent enough.. it still tasted like piss like any other beer, but who were you to complain?

The little living room was already pretty crowded. Yet, three people were still missing. Two teenage girls Wade claimed you’d LOVE and a.. Russian-metal-dick-man? Wade described him that way, not you!

You were in the kitchen, helping out Wade in the kitchen when the door opened and heavy footsteps were heard. Wade rushed out the kitchen with obnoxious yelling and a ‘’Hi yukio!’’.

You peeked out the open kitchen and saw a huge ass metallic man… so that’s what Wade meant. He was.. familiar, but you just shrugged it off.

Stepping out the kitchen, Wade grabbed you and dragged you to the two teenage girls to introduce you, Yukio and Ellie— or Negasonic teenage warhead — and the metal man, Colossus. Who just.. wouldn’t stop looking at you, cocking his head like he was examining you.. weird.

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A little near the end of the party, you slipped away to the fire escape and sat on the edge of the railing. It wasn’t safe in any meaning of the word, but you genuinely didn’t care… much. The fire escape lead to the one next doors, yours. Maybe that how Wade slipped in your apartment in the first place..

The sound of the sliding door opening and the BANG of metal slammed you out of you thoughts. You shot around to see.. Colossus, a hand over his head. Did he just slam his head against the door?

You snort, gracefully sliding your legs inwards, still seated on the edge.

‘’It is not safe for you to sit there’’

Colossus informs you in a deep, accented voice with his arms crossed over his chest, as if you didn’t know. You shrug

‘’I know that’’

It’s silence. It’s not awkward but not comfortable either. You take his appearance in with curiosity. A dainty golden chain is tied around his neck, the pendant tucked underneath his shirt.

‘’How long have you know Wade?’’

You ask, while swinging your feet back and forth

‘’I have known him for few years’’

You hum and nod, slipping off the edge and sliding to sit with cross-crossed legs, patting the space next to you.

The metal man slowly walks closer and sits down next to you, he’s still very much towering over you, as you expected. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, he looked so goddamn familiar. But he just couldn’t possibly be Him, he can’t be Piotr.. right?

Again, you we’re lost in your thoughts, fixated on the chain tied around his neck. You slowly reached out.

‘’Can I?’’ You mumble, and he nods. You pull the chain from under his shirt to examine what you thought to be a pendant, only to find a ring.. a very familiar one, with a pure blood ruby… oh so that IS Piotr. Well shit…

Your heart picks up in speed, you’re trying to cover how much you’re freaking out because god you think you’re about to cry AND go into cardiac arrest.

‘’Where’d you get this ring..?’’

Your voice comes out shaky and weak, a lump in your throat.

‘’Ah, someone very special gave it to me years ago, I have been trying to find her’’

You can’t help the grin that spread across your lips. So he has been trying to find you— and so you assume he’s single. Whoo! Thank the stars and above!

‘’.. you don’t recognize me, do you, Piotr?’’

The man freezes, everything clicks in his brain suddenly. Your features, your mannerisms, even your fashion sense! You practically didn’t change, you just grew up. Colossus sighs and grabs you in a bear hug.. a very tight one at that. He mumbled incoherent Russian sentences in the top of your hair.

You giggled and rested your hands on his back, pressing yourself tightly into him. It isn’t like the hugs he used to give you, cause, y’know.. he’s metal. But they’re just as warm and comforting, because it’s him. Fat tears roll down you cheeks.

‘’So you did miss me, big guy..’’

you sigh into his neck

‘’конечно, я так скучала по тебе.. я люблю тебя, моя петарда’’

You giggle again

‘’I can’t understand what you’re saying, Piotr’’

Peter doesn’t respond, opting to cupping your face in his big hands and kissing you. Well, more so pressing.. hard, cold metal to your lips, but you’ll get used to it.

You press your forehead to his, hands resting on the nape of his neck, toying with the chain’s clasp with a quirked eyebrow

‘’Can I… take my ring back now?’’

Piotr chuckles

‘’Da’’

You peck his nose while making quick work of the chain, slipping it off his neck, grabbing the ring and slipping it on your ring finger.

You place your hands back to his cheek, rubbing his cheeks with your thumbs

‘’I’m glad you didn’t propose with the ring, by the way.’’

Colossus let’s put a booming laugh, placing his hands over yours

‘’I would never, I love you, мой петарда’’

‘’I love you too, Piotr’’

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