#beginning and climax pretty well finished

[vanillarosekiss]

in bed thinking of how olderbf!Simon would treat you during sex…

warnings: heavy smut with no plot, in media res, afab!reader x simon, praise, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it people!), MDNI.

Thighs spread open as wide as possible to Simon’s request, he held you locked in a mating press, bullying his thick cock into your pretty pussy whilst continuing to praise you as you moaned for him.

“Pretty girl, so good for me” he said, hitting your g-spot over and over again, relentlessly.

“Si.. ” is all you managed to say before he slammed his hips into yours again, making you moan even louder.

“Shh baby, relax. I’ve got you” he reassured you, his hand stroking your cheek as he leant down to save you with a sweet kiss, his other hand reaching down to rub your clit gently as he slowed his pace.

Your hips instinctively bucked upwards as he added more pressure to your sensitive clit, his mouth moving to your neck to continue giving you little kisses.

“Si it’s too much!” you cry, beginning to feel your climax approaching.

“You’re doing so well baby, you can take it” he replies, ignoring your protests.

“I can’t, Simon- I can’t..” you mumble between gasps and moans, his pace starting to fasten and his hands leaving your clit alone now. You shift your hips up, hoping for any type of friction against your nub due to the sudden loss making it feel unbearable. As Simon’s dick buries deeper in you, your walls squeezing tight around him, his neatly trimmed lower pelvis brushed against your clit, giving you slight solace.

“My gorgeous girl, you’re so close” he grunts slightly, his breathing rapid due to his pace.

You feel your stomach turn in delight as you come, walls gummy and tightening around Simon’s cock.

“Simon!” you exclaim his name loudly as you finish around him.

He doesn’t reply, too focused on reaching his own climax now that he’d taken care of his baby.

You feel his dick twitch inside you as his hot spurts of cum paint your walls white. His head tips back as he reaches his peak, groaning through his orgasm whilst his legs buck around your hips.

I really need a bf… get me an older man rn.

[avocado-writing]

Kinktober #17

17. Squirting // Dom - Sub // Period Sex (Logan Howlett x Reader x Wade Wilson)

“Are you sure? It’s gonna get messy.”

“You say that like it’s gonna be a problem. Pookie, we deal with blood on a near-daily basis, I would say it’s the bodily fluid I wash out of my clothes the second-most.”

You roll your eyes at him but can’t help the little moan which slips out of you when Logan’s mouth kisses along your neck, hot and heavy.

“Yeah, well, murdering isn’t the same…” you mutter, feeling yourself begin to relax under their touch. Wade bites at the lobe of your ear, his shoulder nudging Logan’s for room over your body. You like it when they both crowd you. You like it when Wade makes you melt with his blabbering, and Logan can turn you to jelly without saying a goddamn word.

“We’re two grown men. Your pussy during shark week is hardly the worst thing we’ve seen, baby…” he continues, airily. You manage to wrestle away from Wade just long enough to make eye contact with Logan, hazel eyes blasted black with arousal. He shrugs.

“He’s not wrong. Blood doesn’t bother me.”

“Exactly! So lay back and let’s surf the crimson wave together.”

Wade cups your cunt as he says this and you have a visceral reaction, bucking into his hand. With a groan you lay back on the bed and give in.

“Fine…” you sigh, pretending it’s some great effort but really, pretty thrilled that both of your partners want to take care of you. An orgasm really helps with the cramps and their warm, strong bodies are always preferable to grabbing your wand from your bedside table.

Your belt is undone and jeans roughly tugged down your legs, underwear with them. Wade wastes no time in pulling your legs apart so he can look between them and you kick him playfully.

“You’re not buying a used car, Wade, you’re about to fuck me. You don’t have to inspect it…”

“Pookie, I just want my girl to know I appreciate her no matter how caked in blood she is,” he says, patting your mound like it’s a faithful dog. Just as you go to kick him again Logan sinks two fingers in you up to the knuckle, dragging a moan out of you instead. Your walls are tender and the intrusion is strange but not unwelcome. In fact when Logan begins to make a beckoning motion inside of you, all you can do is gasp and fist the bedsheets.

“There we go, baby. You just relax. Your boys have got you…” Wade hums, his hand joining Logan’s so he can begin to work at your clit. All you can do is watch as they move in harmony - god they are always at each other’s throats, but together they’re the perfect team to take you apart piece by piece. Wade presses narrow circles into you, playing on that spot which makes you sing, and Logan’s arm begins to work more rapidly. You can even see the veins and muscles flex under his skin as he doubles his effort to bring you to a climax. Their hands slowly get soaked in red, the noise they create a lewd symphony of arousal and blood.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna–”

“Let go,” says Logan, in a way which doesn’t bear arguing with. Your orgasm crescendos over you and you soak both of them as you finish for the first time that day. Wade pulls away first leaving Logan the room to extract his hand which is dripping with a crimson sheen. He seems totally unbothered about the blood - in fact, they both seem pretty damn smug.

You open your mouth the same time as Wade does, except instead of speaking he brings the fingers that were just inside you into his mouth and sucks them, his mouth taking Logan’s digits like your cunt just did.

“Holy shit…” Logan says, surprised but not pushing Wade off of him either. When Wade removes himself with a pop his lips are tinged red.

“Told you blood didn’t bother us,” he sighs, dreamily, then moves in to kiss you. You meet him with enthusiasm.

[gemstone-roses]

Safe

Summary: Geralt talks you through your orgasm.

As promised, I finished my essay, and as voted for by several of you, this was the fic you wanted posted first!

Warnings: smut, 18 + only! minors be fucking gone from here ! Vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, hurt/comfort, use of good girl, soft Geralt. Praise kink, brief mentions of panic. You know the drill. Female reader.

Please note I am not responsible for your media consumption.

The white haired Witcher encases you beneath him. His muscly arms holding steady on either side of you. His amber eyes show nothing but adoration for you as he thrusts his cock inside you.

“You’re doing so good for me” he groans, his thick cock twitches as you tighten around him.

It’s been hours, not that your complaining of course, Geralt exploring every inch of you with his fingers, his tongue, muttering praise and comments on how gorgeously stunning you are.

“Geralt” you whine, your pleasure building, your stomach beginning to swirl as it starts to cloud your mind.

“Your close” the Witcher observes, angling his cock so he hits deeper.

You wince slightly, he picks up on it, slows down a bit.

“your okay” he soothes, his big hands splaying across your thighs, squeezing, it provides comfort. “Look at me, love” his gravelly voice is soft, tender.

Your eyes flit to his, a half smile on his face

“There she is” he moves his hand to your face, runs a finger down your jaw.

He watches intently as your chest begins to heave, your pussy tightens round his cock.

“G-Geralt” you choke out, panicking slightly as your mind fogs.

“your safe, it’s okay, I’ve got you love” he assures you, his hand still cupping your face. Your eyes roll back as your orgasm begins to wash over you, your arm reaching to clutch Geralts. Nails leaving half moon indents in his skin as you moan beneath him. He snakes a hand down between you, callused finger pushing on your puffy clit. “Mm, keep making those pretty noises for me, your doing so well my love, you feel amazing wrapped around my cock” Geralt lets out a broken moan as he spoke, gritting his teeth as your pussy convulsed around him. “ Oh god Geralt, I’m gonna-

“I know, keep your eyes on me, breathe, good girl, good, that’s it” he hisses through his teeth as you clench hard around his cock. You whined as pleasure overcame your senses. Geralt cups your face, . “Let go, come for me” he demands, his stunning eyes wide with lust, brow furrowed slightly, you loose yourself in them as you release around him. Triggered by your orgasm, Geralts cock tightens and he paints your walls with his come, a low moan bubbling from his throat as he does. “Fuck my love that was incredible, you were incredible” he breathes, his voice cracked with pleasure. Your head is fuzzy with the aftermath of your climax, Geralts rough hands rub soothingly up your side.

“I’m going to pull out now, and I’ll clean you up my love, okay”. He states, his voice has that post orgasm croak that you just love and you nod.

You flinch slightly when the warm towel touches your core, Geralt leaning up on the bed on his side next to you. “Sh it’s okay” he soothes. “I love you” you murmur, shifting closer to him, you curl into him as Geralt pulls the quilt over the both of you. Wrapping his big arms around you he pulls you closer, encasing you. You feel safe like this, you always will. “I love you too my love” he smiles, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

[teeskzagain]

» warnings: dom!felix, rough sex, dirty talk, hickey (f. receiving), reader referred to as ‘fuck toy”

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jeongin ver. ~ part 1

seungmin ver.

but if only you had simply glanced down just a smidge. then, you would've seen a pair of peeping eyes staring deeply at you, hiding on the stairs, watching the lewd scene unfold.

there stood lee yongbok, mouth agape and shocked face at what was before his eyes. because if he had known any better, he had you in quite a similar position....

just...hours...before...this.

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a few hours earlier….

felix loves many things about you.

you’re quirky sense of humor.

the awkward smile you do when someone compliments you.

how could he not adore you? you’re just too cute.

but. if he had to chose his most favored version of you…

it’d be the one where you always did exactly as he said.

“aww, why the frowny face, y/n?” felix tilts his head slightly, regarding your uneasy expression with large eyes, “something the matter?”

with a bare back resting against his headboard, felix watches as you essentially hump yourself dry on top of him. desperation claws at your veins, and grunts showcasing struggle begin to slip out more frequently from your pouty little mouth.

you continue working your hips into his, face scrunched inwards on itself. you hadn’t registered his previous questions, your head too clouded with the immense pleasure pulsing through you.

his fingertips curl deep into your waist as he continues guiding your movements above him, “y/n….” his resonant voice fills your head deliciously, “i need you to open your eyes, and look at me. look at me while i fuck your pretty pussy, understand?”

a particularly hard thrust from felix causes your eyes to shoot wide open, a hearty groan bellowing out of your throat in the midst, “oh– fuck!”

now that makes his lips tug into a smile. this is what he loves about you. he loves how somehow, someway, he always gets you to do exactly as he says. always so good for him, treats him so well, takes him so well.

his favorite fucking pussy.

“you’re twitching so hard on me. are you close? gonna soak yourself all over my cock?” he mutters those questions as he lowers his head down towards your neck.

you could only mewl out a, ‘yes’ in that high-pitched, whiny tone he’s obsessed with, and felix sighs contently onto your skin, his cock bouncing harshly into your sweet, sweet, cunt.

he hovers his mouth over your neck. lips fluttering open and shut, he edges you with anticipation until eventually they latch onto your skin. his mouth starts to suck rapidly against the area, and nearly cums on the spot when he hears how responsive you become at the action.

he feels you start to quiver on top of him, body shaking from each pleasure point. your eyes are vibrating as you huff and huff and huff, “mmm-! mmm-! i’m gonna cum. god, you’re gonna make me cum.”

felix pops off of your neck with a guttural groan, “that’s fucking right, baby. you’re so close i can feel it. can feel you gripping my cock so hard.” he buzzes out a mew, “finish for me, y/n.”

his tip works deeply into your core, hitting the succulent spot that soon has you spilling over the edge. walls tensing, legs clasping, your orgasm hits you dead center, and quickly your body is stuttering from it.

a long moan bubbles out of you for the duration of it, and at every inflection of your tone, wetness would spew out of your hole which only drowned felix’s cock even further with liquids. it was heaven.

though. as you neared the end of your climax, a part of you knew this wasn’t the true end.

no.

felix hadn’t came yet.

and with a little over an hour left until he needed to leave for study group, he knew he wanted to spend the passing time well.

and what better way to do so, than by painting your insides white because you’re such a damn good fuck toy for him.

you always are.

[strangererotica]

EXPLICIT CONTENT | MINORS DNI

Dom!Eddie Munson x Reader

Includes: oral & vaginal sex, cum play, spanking, somnophilia, Eddie comes on Reader’s bush, thigh riding, & a bit of degradation

Eddie’s voice is calm, as if pinning you against his lap is an effortless action. For him, it probably is. “You can squirm around all you want,” he murmurs. “I’m not lettin’ go of you anytime soon...”

You believe him. There are few things stronger than Eddie’s grip, except maybe his love for you.

The steady blur of interstate traffic rumbles outside the motel window. Eddie brought you here as a little treat. It’s nothing fancy; nothing ever is with Eddie. He’s a simple man. He knew how much you needed a change of scenery, even if it’s just a few nights staying in a cheap hotel on the other side of the highway. It’s easy to please you, Eddie has learned. The only thing you really want from him, he gives in abundance: his love. Apart from that, everything else is just material, superficial. Not having expensive things like designer clothes and jewelry doesn’t bother you, especially since when you’re with Eddie, you’re usually naked anyway...

He bounces his knee, and you along with it. Eddie won’t let you sit on his cock, not yet…not when you make such pretty sounds on his lap like this, your naked cunt spreading a little damp patch on his thigh. Eddie gives you his cock as a reward; you’ll have to earn it. And the way to earn Eddie’s cock is to show him what a good girl you can be by controlling yourself and not disobeying him by coming on his lap. Tonight, you’re only allowed to come on his cock.

Your eyes shift to Eddie’s erection, where it rests against his other thigh. He’s hard as a rock, leaking precum onto the hair covering his leg, his cock rising now and then as it pulses. You bury your face again in the safe space of Eddie’s neck, your lips parting to taste his skin. His big hand presses against the small of your back, holding you in place as he gently rocks you forward and back on his knee. You coo against his neck, soft little sounds that force Eddie to touch himself. His eyes close in pleasure as he strokes himself, three slow pumps from his base to his tip, but no more than that. Eddie isn’t just edging himself; he’s saving his cum for you.

He tilts his head to yours, nuzzling your cheek. “How bad do you need it?” Eddie asks, his breath soft and warm against your ear. He lets go of his cock and brings his hand to your lips, feeding you the slippery precum collected on his fingertips. You moan around his touch, sucking the pearly liquid off his skin. One finger isn’t enough, Eddie decides. He needs to see your mouth full, just like it is when his cock is buried inside it. Eddie presses a second finger between your lips, and then a third, feeling the pad of your tongue curve as you’re forced to make room for him, the softness of your inner cheeks spread by his fingers.

Being so full of Eddie in this way reminds you of his cock, and you begin to feel your self control faltering. You know you’re not supposed to come yet, and you’re trying hard not to, honestly…But it feels too good on Eddie’s lap, your pussy weeping gently onto his thigh, his fingers pumping shallow thrusts between your lips as you suck them, wishing they were his cock…

You grind down against Eddie’s thigh, scooting back and forth at a deliberate pace. Eddie knows that you’re trying to come, and he won’t stop you, even though it’s ‘against the rules.’ He knows you’re well aware of what awaits your disobedience.

You come on Eddie’s thigh, whimpering and gurgling around his fingers, your body trembling in his arms. He lets you finish, then spanks your ass hard, once. “Did I say you were allowed to come?” Eddie asks, his tone full of authority. Your voice is breathy and strained as you drift down from your climax. “N-no Eddie, I’m sorry-.”

He spanks you again, harder than the first time. You wince, giggling immediately after the sting subsides.

*spank!* You bite your lip, stifling another giggle. “Somethin’ funny?” Eddie growls. “You think making a mess all over my lap is something to laugh about? Answer me-.”

*spank!*

“Mm-no, I d-don’t,” you reply, your brain fuzzy and stupid. “Just feels so good when you hurt me; can’t help but smile about it…”

“Hmm,” Eddie nods. He lifts you off his lap, placing you on the floor between his knees. He pats his thigh, the sound of your wetness audible. “Go on,” Eddie gently commands. “Clean up your mess, and if you do a good job, maybe I’ll let you sit on my cock...”

You release your lip from between your teeth, scooting forward slightly so your head is suspended over Eddie’s thigh. You place your lips to his skin, kissing and sucking at the moisture your orgasm left there. Eddie clutches your hair inside his fist. He presses your face into his leg, smearing your nose and lips with your own cum. “Gotta treat y’like a fuckin’ dog, don’t I honey?” Eddie muses. “Have to rub your face in your mess just to teach you a lesson…”

Eddie guides your head sideways and places your face against the underside of his balls. You continue to lick and suck; Eddie’s cock bobs against your nose and forehead. “Open your mouth wider,” Eddie says, and you oblige. With his hand still bunched in your hair, Eddie eases his balls inside your mouth, as much as you can take, anyway. “Stay still,” he instructs, spitting on his hand and wrapping it around his cock. “Keep my balls warm for me while I stroke it.”

You feel Eddie’s fist moving above you, pumping along his shaft. Drops of precum land on your forehead and in your hair as he fucks himself. You stay on your knees dutifully, holding as much of Eddie’s balls in your mouth as you can fit, while he masturbates above you. After a few minutes, Eddie can tell he’s getting close. His voice is huskier when he speaks, his breath shallow, needy. “You’ve been such a good girl for me,” he praises. “Go ahead and climb back up on my lap, angel.”

You spread your legs around Eddie’s waist, sinking onto his cock. His chest dips in a deep exhale of relief, of gratitude, as your pillowy walls hug his cock in a perfect fit. You hum softly against Eddie’s neck, little tears forming in your eyes because the sensation of him filling you after you already came so hard is overwhelming. You’re sleepy and horny all at once, snuggled in Eddie’s arms, cuddled from the inside out as he bucks you gently on his lap. He holds you tightly, knowing how sleepy and needy you are. “You can relax baby,” Eddie murmurs at your ear. “I’ll do all the work from here on, alright?”

A happy little tear drips down your cheek and lands on Eddie’s shoulder. You nuzzle against his neck, feeling sleepier and sleepier by the second. Eddie humps up into you gently, tenderly, letting you fall asleep in his arms. When he realizes you’ve drifted off, he carefully hoists you up, carrying you to the bed with his cock still nestled inside you.

He lowers you onto the mattress, your body limp and pliant beneath his, a contented smile on your face as you softly dream. Eddie hovers over you, admiring the beautiful angel in his arms, pressing kisses to your cheeks, your neck, your breasts. He strokes your hair, fanned out across the pillow, his cock pulsing deep inside you. Eddie knows he’s going to come any second. He’s afraid he’ll disturb your sleep if he finishes inside you, so very carefully, he pulls out.

Eddie strokes himself over your body, teasing apart your labia with the head of his cock. He spreads your cum up and down his shaft, using it as a lubricant. With the head of his cock aimed between your legs, Eddie ejaculates into your pubic hair, covering the soft tuft in milky white. The image of your hair covered in his cum is unexpectedly beautiful to Eddie. With a delicate touch, he ghosts his fingers over your pubic mound, spreading his cum inside the hair there.

The glossy liquid shimmers in the fading light of evening, a lavender sunset visible through the motel window. Eddie doesn’t know if he’s ever seen anything as beautiful as you wearing his cum this way. He’s finished on your face and your back countless times; but there’s something so intimate and private about seeing this part of you covered in his cum that has left Eddie awestruck.

He lowers his face to plant a tender kiss between your legs, and then another, and another…because now that he’s gotten a taste of your pussy, Eddie can’t stop. His tongue wakes you, a sharp gasp leaving your lips as he catches your clit just right. “Eddie…” you purr, arching your back against the bed. “I fell asleep; I’m sorry.”

He smiles up at you from between your legs, his expression assuring you he’s not upset. “I know, angel,” Eddie replies, his lips wet with you. “It’s okay. I told you, I’ll take care of everything.” He licks a fat swipe up your center, prompting your entire body to seize in a shiver of pleasure. “And now,” Eddie adds. “I’m gonna take care of you…”

He sinks his mouth over your lips, sliding his tongue inside you. Looking between your legs, you can’t be sure where your pussy ends and Eddie’s mouth begins; he’s eating you up like a dessert. His mouth searches your most sacred space, making love to your pussy with every stroke of his tongue. The sheets are balled in one of your fists, while your other hand is in Eddie’s hair, locking him in place between your thighs.

A string of incoherent words leaves your lips as you climax around Eddie’s tongue. You can feel yourself squirting, cum gushing against his mouth and dripping down your ass to the bed. He murmurs praises against your cunt, words neither of you can hear over the sound of your moaning Eddie’s name. He eats you through your orgasm, and the one after, and the one after that, till you’re so sensitive you’re begging him to stop.

By this point, Eddie is hard again. He climbs up between your legs and enters you easily. “Such a greedy little cunt,” he grunts as he sinks inside. Sweat and cum drip off his chin and onto your tits. As he fucks you, Eddie feels his previous ejaculate rub against his belly, now cold and sticky where it’s matted in your pubic hair. When he’s close to coming, he pulls out of you and presses his tip against the coarse hair below your belly. You both watch his ruddy tip empty into your pubic hair, a deep growl leaving Eddie’s lips as he relieves himself onto you.

He uses his finger to scoop some cum from your bush, bringing it to your lips, feeding it to you. “Such a good girl,” Eddie praises. He kisses his way up your body, pausing for a moment at your breasts, tugging your nipple lightly between his lips. You reach for Eddie and he lets you pull him close, resting his head against your breasts, his breath warm on your skin. “Sweet dreams, Eddie,” you whisper, watching his eyes go heavy, stroking back his hair. Eddie falls asleep with his head against your heartbeat, and the taste of your cunt on his lips…

[miss-jaye]

mdni, read at your own risk. (yes. i am of legal age. yes, it's on my page.)

you planned to just bring him lunch and meet up with some friends, but your lips looked so pretty with the lip gloss you put on today. shoto couldn't resist wanting them on his dick.

you sit under his desk, his legs spread, bulge showing through his suddenly too-tight pants. you start by kissing the bulge, hearing him exhale shakily.

you bite his zipper and slowly pull it down. shoto gulps as you kiss the top of his shaft and begin working your way down.

he lets out a quiet groan, placing his elbow on the desk and gripping his face. "o-ohh.. shit."

you take him in, swiping your tongue around the tip, just how you know he likes it.

shoto throws his head back and groans in pleasure, threading his hand through your hair, gripping gently. "that's it.. oh, you're doing s-so.. fuck.. so well.. my love."

you hum, sending vibrations through his cock, making him jolt. you bob your head up and down, sucking on it.

he lets out little whimpers and moans your name. suddenly, a buzz is heard, then a voice: "hello sir, pro heroes deku, dynamight, and red riot are here to see you. shall i let them in?"

your dual haired husband curses under his breath, forgetting about the meeting. he's always on time for work. he knows if he doesn't let them in, they'll make up some ridiculous reason or force their way in.

shoto clears his throat, leans forward slightly, and tries to cover his blush. "let them in."

you take his cock out of your mouth and place small kisses on it. your husband makes a small noise of protest when he can't feel the warmth of your mouth anymore.

you hear the door open and heavy footsteps follow. "what the hell, icyhot? why the fuck aren't you answering your damn phone?"

you're not worried; you're completely covered by his desk. "sorry, i was busy."

"oh no, it's alright, shoto-kun! we just came by because we were worried," deku says, waving a hand with a comforting smile.

"yeah, todo-bro! we'll catch you up!" kirishima grins. you smirk slightly and take him in your mouth again. you feel him grip your hair tighter, but he doesn't stop you.

you lightly squeeze the base as you suck, making him cough slightly to cover a moan. "thank you."

as they catch up the dual-haired man on what he missed, he's barely listening.

finally, the pro heroes notice his weird behavior. "you sick or something, icyhot?" bakugo raises an eyebrow, glancing at shoto's blush.

"do you need water? we can get some for you," deku asks, looking concerned. he's so sweet, not knowing what's happening under the desk.

"n-no, i'm fine. i-" shoto cuts himself off as he feels his climax rising. "fuck-" he grips your hair harder, hiding his face with his other hand, gritting his teeth.

you do your best to help him finish faster, squeezing his balls and swirling your tongue around the tip.

"woah, shoto, dude. you okay?" kirishima asks. shoto grunts, finishing in your mouth. he exhales shakily, clears his throat, and avoids his friends' gazes.

you clean him up with your tongue, then grin. you push him back slightly to make room and stand up.

you hear chokes and gasps as you place his length back in his pants. you mischievously swipe your thumb at the corner of your lips and lick it for him to see.

he swallows, his adam's apple bobbing. you giggle, grab your bag from under the desk, and smile at the other pro heroes. deku and kirishima blush brightly, while bakugo smirks behind his hand. you're aware your hair is messy from shoto's grip.

"gentlemen," you nod at them and walk toward the door. gripping the handle, you turn back and flash your husband a pretty smile, your lip gloss smudged, making him groan in frustration.

"see you at home, darling."

you leave, intending to freshen up, leaving the men in the room in silence.

"we do not speak of this."

deku and kirishima nod frantically while bakugo laughs heartily. "so bold, half n' half. didn't know you were like that," he snickers.

bakugo promises not to speak of it… in front of other people. he'll take any chance he gets to tease shoto about it when it's just them.

[gilgaladswife]

Distraction

Sergei Kravinoff x F!Reader

Warning: smut 18+

Your relationship with Sergei is not an easy one. He is stubborn, jealous and possessive. He made it clear from the beginning that you belong to him. But, it’s also obvious that he loves you very much. Sergei would never hurt you, not in a way you wouldn’t enjoy it. You love him will all of your heart.

Yes you have a lot of arguments but in the end it always finishes well. By that you mean hot and dirty make up sex. Sometimes you wonder how you’re not pregnant yet with how much you sleep together. For now though, neither of you wants to have kids. Sergei doesn’t want to be like his father and you’re not ready to be a mother.

Despite all of his flaws, he is caring. You share moments of happiness together and these are the best. You do have a complicated relationship, but you would never exchange it for anything in the world.

You are working in your home office when Sergei comes in. He looks pissed. Someone must have done something. You know what he does for a living and you know your boyfriend’s temperament.

-What happened my love? you ask getting up from behind your desk to greet him.

-I had a lead to find a man doing animal trafficking. I was following it until my goddamn father called. The person ran away and I lost his track. Fuck I hate my father. he growls.

You hug him, trying to soothe him even if you know how he is when he is angry. Only one thing will calm him down. He hugs you back but you feel him tensed.

-I know a way to make you forget about this… you say seductively and he understands immediately.

-Are you sure? Because I’m not going to be gentle. he warns you with darkening eyes.

-Use me Sergei. Let out your frustration on me. I can take it. I’m yours my love.

As soon as you finish your sentence he is kissing you. You moan as he pulls your head back by your hair, dominating the kiss. There is no tenderness, not that you mind. After a while he pulls away, eyes dark with lust.

-Take off your clothes. he orders with a tone that has you soaking wet.

You do as he says, blushing under his gaze as he looks you up and down. He makes a sound between a groan and a growl as he sees your beautiful naked body.

-Bend over the desk and spread your pretty legs for me. Show me your perfect cunt.

You bend over your desk, face on fire as you show him how wet you are for him. From only a kiss. Sergei growls in satisfaction then you hear him taking his clothes off. You feel the tip of his hard cock at your entrance. You moan at the contact and move your hips to take him in but he stops you.

-I’m in charge remember? You’ll take what I give you like my good little whore.

You should be ashamed that he calls you that, but it only turns you more on. And he knows that. Before you could say something, Sergei thrust into you with harsh movement of his hips. You moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. He starts moving, not giving you anytime to adjust to his size.

He slides in and out hard and fast, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. The feeling of his cock inside your dripping cunt is heavenly, you love when he uses you like this. Like a rag doll. Sergei grips your hips so hard it will leave bruises but you don’t care. You’re his. The desk is moving on the floor with the strength of his thrusts.

You can’t think. The only thing you feel is the pleasure you receive from him even he is only chasing his own release. Moans fall freely from your mouth as you feel your orgasm approaching. Sergei pulls your hair back with one hand, your back arching against him. The stinging sensation making you whimper in pleasure.

-Are you going to come my dirty little whore? he asks lustfully while moving faster.

-Yes…yes please can I come? you beg knowing he loves it when you do.

-Since you’ve asked so nicely…yes you may. Come for me love. says Sergei sliding a hand between the desk and your body to circle your clit.

You climax with a shout of his name, your pussy clenching hard around his dick. A couple of thrusts and he spills his release deep inside of you. He is breathing hard behind you and you are breathless and completely fucked out. You don’t trust your legs to walk. Sergei pulls out softly making you whine at the emptiness. He turns you around and use his shirt to clean the mess between your legs. He looks completely relaxed now.

-So…are you feeling better now? you ask smiling tiredly.

He chuckles then kisses you.

-Much better thank you love. You always know what to do to calm me down. I love you.

-I love you too Sergei. Could…do you think you could help me get to the bathroom please? I don’t think I can walk right now… you say blushing as he smirks proudly.

-I’ll carry you wherever you want sweetheart. Always. You’re mine.

As he picks you up bridal style, you cuddle against his chest thinking that being in a relationship with him, is the best thing that has ever happened to you.

My first Sergei Kravinoff fic :) hope you guys likes it

Tag: @tangerineboss @pretty-little-mind33 @moonlightspencie

[sissylittlefeather]

12 Days of Ficmas

Day 3: The Sound of Your Cry

A/N: @vsangel-sparkle I hope you like this! It was tough to write. This song is such a heartbreaker! But I think it turned out pretty well. Hope you agree!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, angst/smut, oral sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, ejaculation, infidelity

Word count: ~800

His lips are so soft on your fingertips as he kisses them before moving to your neck. You moan softly as he presses kisses to you. This isn't the first time you've found yourself with Elvis like this. In fact, it's been going on for quite some time. You know you're the other woman. You'd have to be an idiot not to know he has a girl back home that he's set to marry. But you love him so much that you don't care. So here in LA you make him yours as often as he'll let you.

And that's how you find yourself here again with him wrapped around you, praying that it never ends. Now he's kissing the supple skin of your breasts, pulling one nipple into his mouth as his hand roams down to your hip and squeezes.

“You're so beautiful, baby.” He murmurs against your skin. You know what he means by that. It's his coded way of telling you that he loves you. You want to respond that you love him with your whole heart, but you'd hate to put him on the spot like that, so instead you just moan softly as his kisses move down your body. He gets to your hip and gives you a little love bite, earning a small yelp from you. He chuckles and moves over to your center, dragging his tongue up your slit.

“I love those little noises, baby. Lemme hear you.” He buries his face in your pussy, pushing his tongue into you and then moving it up to your sensitive bud to circle it. You whimper and moan and make all the little sounds he can't get enough of. Truth be told, he loves you more than the girl he's supposed to marry, but he'll take that secret to the grave. His nuptial arrangement is unavoidable, and it's not that he doesn't love her. He just loves you more.

You lose yourself in the sensation of his mouth on you, the overwhelming pleasure sending you over into an abyss of ecstasy easily. He licks you through your climax and you shudder and pulse and grind into his face. When you finish, he wipes his mouth with his hand and kisses back up your body. He settles himself between your legs and teases you for a bit before pushing into you slowly. You groan as he presses more hot kisses to your neck as he starts to slide in and out of you, slow and sensual.

He tells himself that what he's doing is fucking you, but he knows it's not true. He's making love to you in the only way he can: with his heart and soul so invested it almost hurts. And he knows. He knows that this has to be the last time. So he kisses you and touches you and inhales your scent a little more than normal, hoping you don't notice that something's different.

Of course you do and it almost breaks you, but you can't let him know that, so instead you roll your hips and whimper and moan just like you have every other time. You both start to sweat, your skin sticking to his when it touches, like even your bodies don't want to let go. Eventually, he pulls out and pumps his cock, spilling himself on your stomach. He sighs, wishing just this once that he'd been able to finish inside you, but it's a risk he knows he can't take. Once he's got you cleaned up with a towel, he rolls over and pulls you into his arms, kissing your forehead. You fall asleep against his chest when you feel his breathing even out and know he's asleep too.

*****

He kneels next to the bed and looks at you as you sleep. The clock reads 4:53am and the sky is gray with the beginning hints of sunrise. He pushes your hair out of your face and kisses your cheek and then your lips. You stir a little and he inhales sharply. It's vital that you don't wake up. He couldn't leave you if you did and he has to leave you. He doesn't have a choice. His heart feels like it's in a vice and there are tears in his eyes when he leans in close and whispers.

“I love you, baby. I always will.”

Then, he forces himself to stand up and walk out. It might be the hardest thing he's ever done, but there's nothing else left for him to do. He pulls the door closed behind himself and looks up at the sky, cursing fate for the cruel twist that led him to you. Now he has to miss you forever.

As soon as the latch clicks and you know he's gone, you open your eyes. You whisper into the semi-darkness.

“I love you too, Elvis.”

******

The End

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[ventitititi]

Diluc is so...

CW/TW; NSFW content, fingering, praising, soft n sleepy/late night, diluc x afab!reader, sub!reader, tbh it's pretty vanilla though, darling used as a nickname, written at 1am this is your warning ⚠️ low key just some soft diluc content

It's still dark out when you stir, diluc having sat up on the side of your bed. Slowly, you grip his shirt, murmuring softly, "diluc... Stay?"

His eyes turn to you at your gentle tugging, eyes softening at your question. His large, calloused palm gently pushed your hair from your face, his voice still thick with sleep,

"Darling... There is work to be done, I can't put it off forever..."

You tug again, and he chuckles softly. Swinging his legs back under the blankets. "Alright, alright, i suppose i can indulge you for a little while, it's still so early."

You smile at his words, cuddling into him as you mumble softly, "thank you, luc... I just wanted to hold you a little longer, been worried about you..."

He rolls, his arms on either side of your head as he holds himself above you. Kissing your forehead gently, he replies, "shh, shh darling... I've got you, i promise I'll be okay, just trust in me..."

You nod, melting easily under him when he kisses you, every movement gentle and loving. Softly, he murmurs,

"Let me take care of you, darling, let me distract you for a little while..."

You hum, hands raising to rest on his shoulders. Your reply comes out between his gentle kisses, his hands on your hips.

"Okay, luc..."

He smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners. As he kisses along your neck, he lowly whispers against your skin, "thank you, darling, just relax for me... Let me take care of you for a little while."

His hands slide over your thighs, his lips finding yours with a soft groan. His hands wander, before he finally slips one beneath your panties, gliding a finger through your slick.

"oh darling, you're so wet for me..."

His voice is thick with appreciation at the discovery, running his finger over the length of you a couple more times before he circles your clit. As you whimper under him, he leans back into you, muffling any noises you make with kisses.

As he deepens a kiss, tongue running across your bottom lip, he presses one finger into you, groaning at the way you clench down on it.

"ah, ah don't worry, darling... I know where your sweet spot is, let me make sure your satisfied... Ah, here it is."

His fingers crook, perfectly catching that sensitive spot inside you that causes you to moan under him, trembling a little. Any hope of protesting, wanting to pleasure him too, is quickly cut off as he focuses on you.

A second finger joins the first in it's steady pace, slick sounds and your voice echoing in the early morning silence as diluc works to bring you to orgasm.

"that's it, darling... Just let go for me..."

His voice is low, rasping even, as you begin to tremble, his experienced fingers combined with your sleep induced sensitivity quickly pushing you towards climax. His thumb swipes across your clit, determined to push you over.

When you finally moan out for him, eyes teary, telling him that you're cumming, he smiles softly. "Oh darling, cum on my fingers... Let me feel you clenching on them, just like that, love."

He continues to work his fingers at a steady pace, crooking them to catch your gspot as you come undone beneath him. When your nails dig into him, your shaky voice asking if he's okay he murmurs, "scratching is fine, darling, just means I'm doing well..."

He kisses your cheek, fingers never stopping as he breathes out, "besides... It's all worth it to satisfy you like this."

Endings are hard bye I'm too tired to finish this properly

[eddiemxnsonlvr]

TOUCH TANK

Miguel ohara x fem! Reader

Warnings:smut!!!, fluff, praise kink, p in v, aftercare obv!, oral (fem receiving), kinda rough but not, Miguel basically worshipping reader, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it Y’all 😼)

No use of y/n

Minors dni ⚠️

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It’s been an hour, you’ve come more times than you can count, but Miguel can’t get enough of how you taste.

“Miggy please,” you whine trying to push his head away from in between your thighs. “Por favor.”

“Querida just one more, hm?” Miguel groans lapping at your cunt like a starved animal. “Such a good girl for me.”

“‘s too much,” you whine bucking your hips up. “Stay still mami.” He groans pushing your hips down with his strong arms.

“‘m gonna-” you moan, “come f’me.” He moans as your legs shake as you reach your climax.

“Such a good girl,” he moans sucking at your clit, lapping up your juices with his tongue, “Tan bonita.”

“Miggy no more,” you moan squeezing your thighs around his head, overstimulated, “too much.”

“You can take it amor,” he grunts against your pussy, “just one more, yeah?”

You whine but nod anyway as he laps at your cunt, pushing you towards another orgasm.

“Miguel!” You cry out in pleasure as you come again. “Good girl.” He groans against your clit as he laps up your come.

“You said one more,” you whine, “that was the last one mami.” He smirks as he thrusts his cock in his hand.

“Gonna take my cock like a good girl?” He questions as he stares at you with messy hair, your juices around his mouth.

You nod eagerly with a whine, “need it. Need it so bad.” You moan bucking your hips up.

“Fuck,” he groans dragging the tip of his cock against your slit, “always so good f’me.”

“Por favor miggy,” you moan pushing your hips up towards him, “need you to fuck me.”

He whimpers and slams himself inside of your cunt, and you cry out. “Mm fuck.” He moans as he bottoms out.

“Miggy,” you moan trying to thrust your hips on his cock. “Please move.”

He moans at that and pulls out till only his tip is inside of your cunt then slams back inside of you harshly, “pussy takes me so well.” He moans.

“Fuck!” You moan as he begins to thrust his hips, slamming his cock into you with a rough but pleasurable pace. “So good.”

“Fuck Querida, ‘s like this pussy was made for me, hm?” He whines slamming his cock into you, hitting your g spot with every thrust, “being such a good girl f’me.” He babbles drunk off the feeling of your cunt.

You moan as he brings his thumb to your puffy clit and begins to rub circles, “so fuckin’ good” he whimpers bringing his head down to suck at your neck. You cry out in pleasure as you tangle your fingers in his hair. “Look at you so pretty and fucked out under me.” He moans.

“Fuck miguel! So good” you moan as you pull his hair. He grunts and brings his mouth to your nipple. “Harder.” You moan.

He groans and bites lightly at your nipple rubbing quicker circles on your clit as he slams his cock harder into your cunt. “Fuck mami,” he groans as he stares at your fucked out state, your tits bouncing with every thrust. “Doing so good Querida.” He kisses your jaw as he thrusts harder, the only sound filling the room being skin against skin. His balls slap your ass with every thrust.

“Mm s-so good” you moan barely able to finish your sentence as your brain basically turns to mush from the feeling of his cock hitting your g-spot and his thumb on your clit.

“Aww look at you, hm pretty girl?” He smirks as he watches you open your mouth in pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “So drunk off my cock, can’t even speak right.” He grins putting his hand lightly on your throat as you moan.

“M-miggy,” you moan loudly, “‘m gonna come. Can I come? Please amor.” You whine. “Such a good girl.” He says softly taking his hand off your throat to brush the hair from your forehead as he quickens his fingers on your clit. “Come f’me.” He moans.

“Miguel!” You cry out as your legs shake in pleasure as you squirt all over his thick cock. He whimpers in response as your walls squeeze his length. “Shit baby. Pussys suckin’ me in so good.” He whines as he looks at your face still twisting in pleasure from your orgasm.

“‘m gonna come.” He whimpers lowering his head to your neck as he bites down. “Shit shit shit,” he moans his hips stuttering slightly as he nears his release. “‘M so close.”

You whine from the overstimulation and pull his hair, “come f’me miggy.” You moan gripping his hair, “need you to fill me up.”

“Fuck baby. ‘M gonna fill you up so good.” He whimpers as his hips stuttering, coming inside you with a whine. “Shit! Feels so good.” He whimpers as he thrusts his cock into you slowly riding out his orgasm while looking down at the his come dripping from your cunt.

“Did so good f’me baby.” He says softly as he rests his forehead against yours, slowly pulling out. “Love you.” You whine as he pulls out, his eyes on his come dripping out of your pussy.

“I love you too, mi corazón.” He says softly kissing the bites on your shoulder, “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“No,” you smile at him with messy hair and a fucked out look on your face. “So good to me.”

He smiles at that and gets up off you and the bed to go to the bathroom, “I’ll be right back mi amor. ‘M just gonna get you water and somethin’ to clean you up.” He says softly. You nod at that and watch as he walks from the room into the restroom grabbing a washcloth and wetting it then coming back to you.

“You did so good for me baby,” he whispers as he gets on his knees in front of you and begins softly wiping up his come from between your thighs. “So pretty.” He whispers, kissing your thigh affectionately.

You smile as he lovingly kisses up your body, “te amo.” You whisper staring at him affectionately as he kisses your face.

“Yo también te amo. Mi hermosa esposa.” He smiles finally kissing your lips. “Let’s get you some water then we’ll cuddle, sound good?” (Idk if the Spanish is right)

You nod with a smile, “sounds good, thanks mi amor.” He nods in response walking to the bedside table getting you the bottle of water then walking back. “Drink.” He says softly bringing the water to your lips. You quickly open your mouth and begin to drink the water. “Good girl.” He smiles pulling the bottle away and kisses your nose.

“You’re so pretty.” He smiles staring at your face as he gets in the bed and lays next to you. “So god damn beautiful.” He praises as he kisses every part of your face. “So gorgeous.”

You smile at every praise as you watch your husband worship your beauty. “I love you.” You whisper as you look into his beautiful brown eyes.

He smiles and grabs your waist pressing your back against his chest as he holds you, “I love you too, mi vida.” He whisper pulling you closer, kissing your hair. “Get some sleep baby.”

“G’night.” You whisper as you close your eyes.

“Good night.” He whispers holding you close, as if you could disappear any second. “My pretty girl.”

THE END <3

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(BTW LMK IF ANY OF THE SPANISH IS WRONG. I USED GOOGLE TRANSLATE)

AHHH OMG I LOVED WRITING THIS.

I FULLY BELIEVE MIGUEL WOULD WORSHIP THE GROUND YOU WALK ON!!

Anyways @hesnotyourslol here you go bookie <3

Translations:

Yo también te amo. Mi hermosa esposa. - I love you too. My beautiful wife

[recklesssturniolo]

Late Nights - C.S

Sub!chris, overstim (you guys convinced me, you’re welcome, y’all better eat this up I stg + dom!matt fic tomorrow pookies)

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

You glance over as the bedroom door opens to see Chris walking in. He’d been out with his brothers filming a car video, that you declined the offer to be in and instead stayed at their place.

“Hi baby” He says kissing your cheek as he lays down beside you, placing his head on your chest.

“How was filming?” You ask, tilting your head slightly.

“Was good, saw some sketchy people though” He laughs.

“I’m not surprised by that one bit” You smile back.

Chris gets up to grab his charger and lays back down on the bed, his head leaning back on the headboard. You both simply enjoying each other’s presence as you scrolled on your phones.

“You’re staring” You smirk.

“Just thinking” He shrugs back.

“And what are you thinking about?” You question.

“Fucking you” He replies as if it was nothing.

“Oh yeah?” You say.

“Mhm been thinking about it since we were filming” He nods.

“How cute, you want me to make you feel good Chrissy?” You smirk, now straddling him.

A groan leaves his mouth before he responds with “Please”

You lean down and connect your lips, you yourself now wanting him inside you, starting to grind your hip against him. Your tongue explored his mouth as you pulled his hair - a whimper leaving his mouth as you did so.

“P-please baby make me feel good” He whimpered.

“You gonna be a good boy for me if I do?” You smirk.

Chris nodded his head repeatedly in response, willing to do whatever you asked as long as he had you making him feel good.

“Take your clothes off for me pretty boy” You instruct, Chris immediately doing as you said.

You smirk as you move down on the bed, spitting on dick once you were low enough. Moving your hand up and down his shaft excruciatingly slow.

“No teasing” He groans out, almost frustrated as he knew what you were doing.

“Play nice or I’ll leave you to jerk yourself off” You respond. A quiet “Sorry” leaving his mouth afterwards.

Instead of moving your hand faster, you lower your head and swivel your tongue around his tip, then bringing your tongue and swiping from the bottom of his dick to the top. His hip thrusting upwards, wanting more contact.

“You want me to take all of you in my mouth baby?” You ask, looking up at him.

“I - yes fuck please, you’re already making me feel so good” He moans.

He watches as you take as much of him as you can handle into your mouth, your hand pumping what wouldn’t fit.

“Look so fucking good with my dick in your mouth” He whines, moving his hand to the back of your head.

You begin to bob your head up and down faster, gagging slightly as he thrusted his hips harder but continuing to swirl and suck on his dick.

“Am I making you feel good pretty boy?” You ask.

“Yes yes so good” He replies through a moan.

You continued on, but notice his grip tighten on your hair, and his moans becoming louder and more frequent.

“Is my good boy about to come? You think you deserve to?” You smirk.

“Please let me, you’re making me feel so good I can’t hold it back my longer” He whimpers, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

“Okay baby, come for me” You respond.

With that Chris let’s go, his liquids filling your mouth. His eyes rolling back and a mix of whimpers and curse world effortlessly flowing out of his mouth.

“Fuck baby you made me feel so good” His says, slightly panting.

“Oh we aren’t finished yet” You smirk, his eye brows furrowing in confusion.

You climb on top of him, aligning him with your entrance and letting yourself sink down onto his dick. A moan leaving your mouth as you did so. You grab his hands and place them on your waist and begin moving up and down on his dick, watching his jaw drops open at the sensation. Barely recovering from climaxing the first time.

“You fill me so well Chrissy” You tell him.

“I’m - so sensitive fuck I don’t think I can come again” He whines.

“Yes you can. Be a good boy and look at me while I ride you” You demand.

A whimper leaves his mouth as you bounced up and down, tilting his head up every so often when he’d drop eye contact.

“Such a good boy letting me ride you like a little toy, feels so good baby” You moan out, feeling your climax coming on.

“I - I’m” He whimpers but can’t get himself to finish his sentence. The over-stimulation clouding his head, his thighs shaking as he tries to control himself.

“What’s that? Are you gonna come again for me Chrissy?” You smile.

He nods in response, the pleasure now fully consuming him as his dick twitched inside you, begging to fill you.

“Show me how much of a good boy you are and come with me okay?” You ask.

“O-okay yes fuck please I need to come” He whines out, his grip on your waist so tight that you knew there’d be bruises.

You pick up your pace just enough so that his dick was now perfectly hitting your g-spot, nodding to him and silently confirming for him to come. As you both climaxed there was a mix of whimpers and moans, followed by half finished sentences.

“Fuck it feels so”

“Oh my god you fill me up so well - shit”

“So fucking tight”

You slow your pace as both of your highs come to an end, getting off of Chris and letting your body fall limp beside him.

“Jesus Christ you’re so hot when you’re like that” Chris said, catching his breath.

“You were such a good boy Chrissy” You smile, placing a kiss to his cheek.

“I always forgot how much you get off at overstimulating me” He laughs.

“Mmm hearing you whimper and beg never gets old” You tell him.

“You’re cocky now but just wait till I have you on your knees for me angel” He smirks back.

“Hush and go get a towel, your beds a mess now, mine as well wash the sheets at this point” You respond.

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[abrcmswrld]

NSFW Alphabet | TFE!Edward Nashton x Reader

Word Count: 1,979

Warnings: SMUT (18+ MDNI), seriously this whole thing is smut and that’s it, AFAB terms used

Summary: A collection of drabbles centered around sex with my version of Edward Nashton from my fic series: The French Exit.

Author’s Note: This is dedicated to the discord server. I’ve loved getting to know their Eddie’s. Thank you for giving my Eddie a chance.

HBD Pookie<3

A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

He's tender and clingy, keeping his arms wrapped around you for as long as he possibly can until you finally nudge him off to clean up. After that he's helpful, he loves taking the time to wipe you down. He'll take any excuse to touch your body, really.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

He's never given it much thought for himself. He's always thought himself to be below average in most categories. Whether it's looks or strength, he's always felt himself fall short. But he can recognize that he excels in brains. He is quite proud of the mind he has.

When it comes to you however, he can't find a part that he doesn't like, but the feeling of your thighs is absolute heaven to him. He loves to sink his fingertips into the soft flesh as he laps his tongue over you or as he fucks into you slowly. He also loves to rest his head on them and feel your fingers trailing through his hair.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)

He will cum anywhere you ask. By the time he reaches his climax, he’s putty in your hands. Any dominance he may have held is gone as his legs shake. You want him to cum on your stomach, back, face, inside you? He’ll do it. But if he’s being honest he prefers to finish inside of you. The sticky slickness as he continues to rut into you even after finishing is the perfect overstimulation.

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

He's very voyeuristic. To an alarming extent. The view from your window is just perfect. He can feel the pressure in his pants the moment you begin to undress after a long day at the office. Of course, you know exactly what he's doing and you secretly get off on it too.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He has very little experience. Aside from a pity handjob in his early 20's, he's avoided most sexual interaction. He doesn't find it easy to go on dates. He has a decent idea of how things work as he has watched plenty of porn in his lifetime, but I wouldn't call him experienced.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

His weak spot is missionary. He loves to hover over you with you caged in him arms. He enjoys taking it one step further and lifting your leg to his shoulder. It gives him the same pleasure of seeing your face with an added bit of pressure that gets both you and him to the edge faster than any other position.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

You’re the one person he can let a chuckle out with. He tries to embrace that side of himself in closed off spaces with just the two of you, such as the break room. But for some reason he can’t make it translate into the bedroom. He’s never been so intimate with someone before, it’s very serious to him. He’s too focused on the ecstasy of the moment and the feelings he has for you pouring out to goof off at all.

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

He keeps himself trimmed decently. He tried to shave completely once, but ended up giving himself awful razor burn and cuts. He’s not been a fan since.

He doesn’t have a preference for his partner. He loves for them feel confident however they choose.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

As previously said, he’s never experienced such intimacy with anyone before. Never had someone touch him with such tenderness, like they want to heal all of his wounds, internal and external. He often finds himself crying during the act. It’s not a sadness response and it’s something he’s found he can’t quite control. He just wants you to know how much he loves you in that moment. He wants to be as close as two souls can possibly be.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’s masturbates decently often. More often after developing a crush on you. Less often when the tension breaks between the two of you. He’d much rather feel your hand, mouth, heat, than his own hand.

Before you, his relationship with masturbation wasn’t great. Years of catholic guilt can do that to a person. He often fights the feeling of shame after his release. He struggles to enjoy the feeling of bliss while coming down. Watching you pleasure yourself for him, and the way you whimper and smile through it intrigues him, and he strives to be able to enjoy himself in a similar fashion.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Voyeurism: This is his big one. It’s questionable at times. He knows it’s sick, the way he watches you through your window, but he can’t help himself. It’s as if you left the curtain open as an invitation.

Even as your relationship progresses, he finds himself asking you if he can watch as you pleasure yourself. He loves to observe. He loves to take note of the things that make you whimper.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He prefers the comfort of your home. It’s warm and safe and comfortable. Nothing else to bother the two of you. Although he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about bending you over his desk at the office. He finds himself getting hard in his pants as he thinks about it, looking over his shoulder at your concentrated face as you sit at your own desk. He pushes the thought away for his own good.

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

He’s ashamed to say that everything you do turns him on. He hides it out of fear of offending you or making you believe he only likes the sex, but it’s the little things that get him going. The way you bite your lip while you concentrate on work, the way you laugh at his jokes, the brush of your legs up against him, it all turns him on.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

He’s not big on any form of weapon play. The idea using a weapon (even in a safe and monitored way) on you makes his stomach turn rather than turn him on. He doesn’t like to mix that side of him with your intimacy.

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

He definitely prefers to give rather than receive. Not that he doesn’t enjoy receiving, but he gets just as much pleasure from eating you out. He loves to bury his head between your thighs and rut against the mattress. Pull him in by his hair and he will cum in his pants.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

His pace depends on the mood he is in. Sometimes he enjoys a loving, slow pace. It allows him to slowly take you apart, piece by piece. But sometimes he loves to drive into you fast and rough. The sound of his skin slapping against yours spurs him on. He loves the way your eyes roll back as he abuses that spot inside you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Shockingly enough, Edward enjoys quickies. He likes to think of it as a miniature version of what you always do. If you’re pressed for time, if the two of you have work, he loves to get in one last fuck. He loves to cum inside of you and watch you leave for work right after.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

His entire life is a risk. The Riddler is a risk. He’d rather not bring you into that risk. He’s seen the way that porn frames scenarios of risky public sex to look enticing, but he just can’t bring himself to enjoy it with you. He’d never put you in a risky position on purpose. You’re the one pure thing in his life.

However, he is willing to experiment with kinks inside the comfort of your own home. He’s supportive when you ask and always tries his best to feed into your fantasies, even if it doesn’t always stick for you guys.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

His stamina is dependent on his mood at the moment. If you have him extremely riled up, he is ready to go multiple rounds with little to no recovery period. However, sometimes he loves a good lazy fuck and to just cuddle up to you afterwards in a hazy, tired bliss.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’d never owned toys before you. He’d thought about it, but never gotten the courage to try them for himself. He knows you own many though and he enjoys using them with you. His favorite is pressing your vibrator to your sensitive bud as he fucks you deep. He loves the way it makes you squirm under him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease and be teased. Although he does find it difficult to tease you for very long. He loves to hear you beg for him and the moment a soft ‘please’ escapes your lips he gives you everything you need.

He loves when you are unfair to him. He loves the playful look in your eyes as you gives him teasing kisses and licks all over his body.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He tries but is generally unsuccessful at holding in his cries and moans. They often come out as a choked off and whiney mess. He loves to hear your sweet noises. He nibbles at your weak spots until you cry out his name. It makes him smile into your flesh.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He loves to see you wear his clothes. He has to hide the erection growing in his pants when he does something as small as giving you his jacket to wear when you’re cold. It’s such a small action but the way his clothes practically swallow you makes his heart race.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

Watching porn all those years hasn’t helped his self esteem. He finds himself feeling insecure about his size a lot. He’s about average length, but is decently thick. He loves it when you let him know how much he stretches you, and the way you clench around him as he drives into you. It’s the only thing that can ease his insecurities.

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

He is ready to go pretty much whenever. All it takes is the slightest touch of your hands down his chest and sides and those longing kisses, and he is ready. He finds that his sex drive is much higher since becoming intimate with you. It’s a new experience and he finds himself craving you often.

Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He has gone most of his life struggling with sleep. The orphanage had given him horrific night terrors and his sleep schedule has never been normal. But, after sex with you he feels a calm wash over him that he can't explain. For once he is peaceful and finds himself drifting to sleep rather quickly.

[mimikittysblog]

Soon to Be

Pairing: Husband! Jay x Fem! Reader

Genre: Angst, a lil bit of smut, fluff at the end

Synopsis: You and Jay are in the process of getting a divorce, however on this fateful night you found yourself under him once again. Is your soon to be divorce still gonna happen? Or will this moment change things for the better or the worse?

Warnings: Sex, mentions of arguments and divorce, i think thats it? If I miss anything let me know!

Word count: 1,9k words

A/N: OKAY I actually have so many other works I have yet to finish but I’m just gonna squeeze in this one. I got inspired to make this morning cause of a TikTok lol. I hope y’all like it! There’s not much dialogue in the beginning so I’m sorry if it’s boring but I do hope you guys will still like it! Okay then, enjoy!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

"J-jay.."

"Fuck."

"Aaah! Jay!" You moaned out as your soon to be ex husband thrusted harder.

Yup.

Soon to be ex husband.

You and Jay have been married for almost ten years, yet unfortunately times got rough. Big arguments over little things started becoming common, he became busy with work and almost never had any time for you and the kids etc. Pretty cliche but it happened.

It all accumulated into the biggest fight you two ever had and it ended with the two of you agreeing to get a divorce.

Not long after the process began and he even moved out already. It's been a pretty long process and you're not entirely sure why.. it even started to make you wonder if this was even worth it. Cause truth be told. You still loved your husband with all your heart. Then knowing that soon your signatures will be on divorce papers and your kids are always wondering what's gonna happen now is eating away at your heart.

What you didn't know is that it was eating away at his too.

Yet how did you end up here? yknow. under him again.

Well it was your son's birthday actually. So of course you all got together to celebrate it. However as Jay was about to leave to go back to his new place it started to rain heavily. Almost a hurricane really.

Or maybe you guys were just trying to find an excuse to have him stay the night.

So you suggested that to him. Furthermore not wanting to be cruel to the father of your kids and the love of your life you let him sleep in the same bed with you.

"Huh.. you haven't really changed anything did you?" He commented with a small longing smile when he walked into his.. old room.

Fuck did that hurt to think about.

To think about how he doesn't come home here anymore.

How this technically isn't his home anymore.

How now whenever he walks through the door he calls home he's no longer greeted by his kids and the love of his life.

"..I thought it was perfect the way it was.. so I didn't see the need to change it." You replied while looking down, leaning against the door.

Jay gulped before looking back at you and making his way towards you.

"..I thought it was perfect too.." He whispered when he was right in front of you.

..Was this still about the room?

You took a big gulp before looking up at your soon to be ex husband.

He looked at you like how he used to. Like you were the only thing in this universe.. like he loves you.

He does.

Yet you were too stubborn to acknowledge it. Trying so hard to convince yourself that he no longer had you in his heart. The divorce is about to happen.

But why is he looking at me like that? Like he still wants me? Like he still loves me?

He does.

and why aren't I looking away?

Because I still love him too.

Not being able to contain it anymore you both grabbed onto each other and shared a passionate lustful kiss.

And thats how you ended up here.

"Ugh. I-I've missed you!" Jay groaned as he was starting to near his climax, also trying to keep it down, not wanting to wake the kids.

"J-jay..! We.. ah! we really.. s-shouldn't be doing this..!" You croaked.

"But.. why does it feel so good??" He whispered, nuzzling his head into your neck.

"M-maybe its just cause you h-haven't found someone else to get your dick wet."

He stopped.

That's when you realized that you let that slip.

You didn't mean to say that..

He then pulled away to look at you, eyes wide but eyebrows furrowed. Truly appalled at what you just said to him.

"I.. Do... do you really think that..? Y/n. I.. would never. do that to you. Y/n. I'm still your legally wedded husband. and.. even if I wasn't already I would never find someone else to- y/n no one is like y- I just.." Jay couldn't even speak. Not believing that you would ever think this.

"...if.. if you really think all that I'm doing is just trying to use you for my personal sexual needs then we can stop." He explained sternly looking into your eyes.

..No.. You didn't think that.

He was making love to you. You knew. You felt it. You don't do this with someone you don't love.

But.. but you were soon to be divorced. It was soon to be over. He can't still be in love with you?

Can he..?

So in confusion and stubbornness you slowly put your hands on his chest pushing him away softly.

"We.. we should stop."

Jay said nothing as he looked down before slowly pulled out of you. He continued to keep the silence as he put your nightgown back on you and dressed himself. He then got in bed next to you and turned away.

"Goodnight Y/n.."

"...Goodnight Jay.. I.." You stopped yourself as tears slid down your face.

Not knowing Jay had stopped himself too.

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The next morning Jay woke up before you did. He smiled seeing you next to him and wanted so bad to just hold you in his arms and never let go.

But he had to leave soon, and he doesn't know if you wanted that too. So he got up and made his way to the kitchen and seeing he had some time he decided to make breakfast for his family like he used to. Before work, pride and other stupid shit that doesn't really matter got in the way.

Once he was finished he still had some time so he decided to prepare his kids uniform like how he did back then. Seeing how his kids sleeping peacefully as he prepared their uniforms just break his heart even more.

God he missed this so much.

Even when he still lived here he hadn't done this in so long. Plus he realized their uniforms have gone a size up, his little ones were starting to grow and he's been missing it. He hates this. Once their uniforms were prepared, he gave his kids each a kiss on their heads and a little note to motivate them through out the day.

He didn't have anymore time. He had to leave. But he didn't care anymore. He made his way back to your room and sees you still sleeping so peacefully. However as he got closer he saw the tear stains on the pillow and the tear tracks down your beautiful cheeks.

He fucked up. Big time.

So with that he kissed his wife forehead lovingly, also left her a personal little note as he left to make things right.

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It was now the afternoon and its almost time to pick up the kids from school.

You were really grateful Jay did what he did before he left. It really warmed your heart even though it brought tears to your eyes. Your kids seem to really appreciate it too, showing you the cute note their father left them.

You were just about to open the door and leave to pick them up but jumped back when you saw Jay at the door with a bouquet of your favorite flowers in one hand and some documents in the other.

"Jay..? w-what are you doing here?"

"...To make things right."

"Jay? what?"

"I'm sorry.. for everything. Absolutely fucking everything. From the moment I started ignoring my duties as your husband and the father to our precious kids until now. Y/n.. I want to start over. Can we start over please? I miss you so much and I.. I still love you."

"You..? b-but jay were soon to be d-"

"I know. I know. But please stop with that.. just for a moment while I lay out my heart for you."

You took a deep breath then you nodded letting him continue.

"After what happened last night.. I couldn't believe how far I let this happened. I.. let you believed that I didn't love you anymore. That you were nothing more than someone I could use. And that I could ever find someone else other than you for anything. Y/n.. I fucked up. Everything. and honestly I don't even think I deserve to ask for a redo.. cause after last night I'm not sure I deserve you.. and after what I did to our family I don't know if you deserve someone as shitty as me..." Jay couldn't keep it any longer as his tears started to flow, causing yours to flow too.

"But I know.. that no one on this earth can love you as much as me. Because I love you.. I love you so so much. My love for you has always been real.. every time I told you that I love you has been nothing but the truth. And I know I haven't been proving that to you.. for fuck sake we were in the process of getting a divorce.. and I let this all happen to the point that this finally showed up in my email.." he continued through choked sobs

He then showed you the documents he was holding, which were the divorce papers. The papers that only needed your signatures to finalize everything.

"And I will forever be sorry for that. I.. I don't even remember who suggested it.. I don't know why I even agreed to it because I'm so madly fucking in love with you and I cannot just let us go. I need you.. I love you.. and I'm hoping you still love me too.. Even though I don't deserve you anymore.. or maybe I never did.. I'm still hoping you can let me fix everything and that we can have a do over..." He said looking at you with hopeful eyes as he offered the bouquet to you..

It looked exactly the same as the one he gave you when he confessed..

and the one when he gave you when you went on your first date.

and when he proposed.

He always remembered how much you loved this bouquet.

"But.. but if you truly... want this divorce.. then we can go inside to sign these.. I won't force you to accept me again... I just needed you to know that you will always.. always. have my heart. No matter what. No matter when. Until the day I die and even after. Even after time itself ends. My heart will forever be yours."

Hearing him tell you that just made you break out into sobs as well as you envelope him in a big hug.

"..Y-you remember your vow..." You sobbed into his shoulder.

Flashing back to the moment he told you this on your wedding day as a part of his vows.

"How could I ever forget..?"

You pulled away and held his face, staring into his eyes.

"Are you sure you want to try again..?"

"As sure as the day I asked you to be mine. as the day I asked you to marry me. and especially as sure as the day I said I do."

With that you took the papers and flung it across the room as you kissed your no longer soon to be ex husband.

"I love you so much Hubby." you mumbled against his lips.

"I love you too wifey. Now lets go pick up the kids and get some dinner."

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

© mimikittysblog 2023

[billsbabydoll]

“𝒾𝓂 𝑔ℴ𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎 𝓎ℴ𝓊..”

contains:PURE SMUT<3

summary:one day after a heavy day of work, bill comes home severely frustrated and angry in need of some way to take out his anger.

WARNINGS:dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (doggy-style), blowjob, degrading, name calling, hair pulling, SLIGHT spit play.

notes: first post hopefully you guys enjoy!

bill had been practically living and breathing his music especially now that he was recording and working on a new album called zimmer 483, he was in the studio 5 days a week and was completely burnt out once he got home.

as i awaited his arrival i was in the kitchen preparing him some dinner wanting to do something nice for him, since i could see how much the stress of finishing this album was taking a toll on him.

i was facing towards the stove mixing the pasta in the pot when i suddenly hear the front door unlock and open, the sound of bills jewelry swinging as he locked and slammed the door shut and angrily made his way into the kitchen.

i quickly turn off the stove and turn around and met his angered demeanor as he walked into the kitchen, he was fuming it was like i could see the steam leaving his ears.

“baby are you alright?”i asked in calm tone trying not upset him even more.

“you dont understand how fucking angry i am right now-

“come here.”he said practically ordering me. his expression was cold but his eyes were hungry, lustful, filled with dark-rage.

i complied slowing stepping forward closer to him, he muttered anger impatient swears under his breath before he quickly picked me up swinging me over his shoulder.carrying me into our shared bedroom, kicking the door open before dropping me harshly onto the bed.

he quickly crawled onto the bed sitting on my chest before unbuckling his jeans and tossing his belt onto the floor.sliding his jeans down enough to pull his cock out of his black underwear, giving it a few pumps before aligning it near my lips

“open your fucking mouth.”he gritted through his teeth, his eyes dark with pure lust.

i nervously open my mouth taking just his tip into my mouth before he quickly rammed his full length into my throat, he reached down grabbing the back of head beginning to roughly fuck my throat.

“oh god..”

“take this fucking cock, you dirty slut.”

“ich werde uber diese hubschen lippen (im gonna cum all over those pretty lips.)”he murmured repeatedly under his breath, aggressive groans and gentle whimpers falling right behind.

he chuckled at my gagging and the tears welling in my eyes, my whimpering driving him even further.he looked down at my pathetic state taking amusement in it, he chuckled lowly and spit down on me, his spit landing upon my cheek.

once he felt he was reaching his climax he suddenly pulled his length out of my mouth, i breathed in finally my chest heaving from the lack of air.

“Im gonna destroy you.”he whispered looking down at me as he got up off my chest and began quickly pulling my shorts down, then ripping my panties off.after he swiftly placed me in the doggy position, my head resting now on the pillows, my ass up.

he looked at my pussy seeing how wet and ready i was for him-

“so needy f’me?your such a fucking slut.”

he licked his lips hungrily at the sight deciding to treat me for how well I was complying to his demands.he reached his hand down near my cunt beginning to toy with my pussy, sliding and rubbing his fingers in between my folds, my juices collecting on the tips of his fingers.

“oh fuck..”i moaned biting my lip at the sensation his teasing was providing me.

“you like that huh?just wait till i fill that little fucking pussy up.”he chuckled stopping his movements to which i whimper at the absence of his fingers.

he aligned his cock against my cunt rubbing his tip in between my folds collecting the wetness as a lube also spitting on his hand and rubbing the collected spit upon his cock.

he then slowly began pushing himself inside me his length filling me up inch by inch, we both moaned at the feeling.he continued filling me up before he bottomed out, he then started to thrust inside me at a steady pace.

“nimm meinen schwanz so verdammt gut, so eine kleine hure…(take my cock so damn well, such a little whore.)”he groaned in pleasure the feeling of my walls clenching around his length and my little moans enough just for him to cum right then and there.

“mmugh-faster baby!”i mumbled in between my moans the severity of my orgasm crashing in heavily.

he replied trying to hold back a groan but failing miserably, “mm-oh you want it faster? ughh-ill give you faster, fucking slut!”

he quickly picked up his pace the sound of skin slapping rapidly filled up the room the bed soon beginning to rock beneath us from the impact of his harsh thrusts.

“take this mm-fucking cock you stupid bitch!”

he loudly demanded reaching down to pull my head back, my back now against his chest, his other hand holding me up right.his cock now hitting a new delicious angle inside my tight cunt, his tip perfectly kissing my cervix.

“mmmh! fuck j-just like that!”

“u-ughmm your such a stupid slut!”

we continued egging eachother on building up just enough to reach right at the edge.his eyes shut and his mouth hanging out, groans escaping his lips.

i peppered soft opened mouth kisses along his neck, eyes crying from the pleasure i was enduring, my walls clenching harsher around him signaling towards my orgasm.

“you wanna cum slut?! cum all over my f-mmugh dick!”he spoke, his moans becoming louder, his thrusts becoming more rapid and aggressive.

i quickly gave in letting myself fall into his intoxicating pleasure, “im c-mmugh! cumming oh fuck!”

my legs shaking suddenly from the impact of my orgasm.my juices squirting upon his length, his orgasm falling shortly behind.

“gonna f-fill your little mmh-ugh pussy up baby!” he groaned loudly continuing to thrust forcefully into me carrying out his high, his cum painting my walls completely white.

he slowed down after he came down from his high, gently pulling out panting steadily as we both caught our breaths.

he let go off me laying me down before he laid down next to me, we both chuckled breathlessly as we took in what just happened.

“you need to come home angry more often.”

“yeah I should huh?”

we giggled amongst ourselves and kissed sweetly, beginning to talk about our days and what had made bill so angry in the first place.

THE END

[tadashisdisaster]

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 - 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐗 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Cw / Twˏˋ°•*⁀➷ smut, nude painting, table sex, soft sloppy sex, Hyunjin likes when you sing to him while he paints, body praise, slight thigh riding, cowgirl style, reader has low stamina, oral at the end, overstimulation, princess, pretty, baby, pet names

AN ~ inspired by one of my favorite songs ‘sing to you - dance with me’ by Monty datta. I love our moon child he makes me smile. Messy writing to match messy sex.

You make your way to your boyfriend’s studio that was just outside your shared house.

You quietly open the door revealing a beautiful man covered in paint from wiping the stray hair from his face itching the oh so ticklish itch on his nose. He had his AirPods in his ears so he didn’t realize your presence in the room till you wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his shoulder.

Hyunjin jumped and took an earbud out of his ear. “Hey darling, didn’t see you come in…” you hum in response pecking he cheek. “That’s a pretty painting Jinnie… who is that?” You admire the naked woman wrapped in cloth as she slept with a content smile on her face. Hyunjin chuckles, “That’s you baby.” You blush nuzzling your face in his neck. Hyunjin shows the picture of your naked body to you from his phone. “When did you take that picture?” You huff.

Hyunjin pauses, trying to remember the time he took this picture. “Like…2 weeks ago.” Hyunjin puts down his brush and takes out his AirPod case, placing them in its rightful place and putting the case back in his pocket. You sit on the Woden table next to the isle and swing your feet closing your eyes, inhaling the calming smell of act supplies.

Hyunjin stares at you with love struck eyes, “Can you sing for me love?” You open your eyes and smile, “Of corse.” As you sing Hyunjin begins to paint, mixing colors and adding them to make the picture look more 3d.

“All done!” You pause your singing to get up and look at the newly finished masterpiece. The mixed colors made your eyes sparkle. You never knew how well blue, brown, reds and whites looked together until now. You reach out to touch the painting only to be stopped. “The paint’s wet.” You mouth a small ‘o’ and let your hand plop to your side. The paint wasn’t the only thing that was going to be wet…

He stuffs 2 fingers into your dripping cunt rubbing the sides of your gummy walls, loving the way you convulsed around his digits. Hyunjin guides your hips to grind on his fingers making your eyes cross. “Hmm, that’s it baby.” You whimper at his praise, your pussy gripping his fingers as you reach your 1st climax of the evening. You grow closer and closer to your orgasm but he stops. You whine as he pulls his fingers out, “I can’t take this anymore, you drive me crazy. He pulls down the front of his sweatpants releasing his angry red tip. His hands grip both of your sides, having you hover over his cock, slowly sinking his down on his leaking erection.

“L-love this greedy pussy baby, love you.” His hands roams your body as sweat runs down both your faces. He smashes his lips against yours, moving you hips up and down his base. “J-Jinnie…” you breathe. You were quickly approaching your orgasm and so was Hyunjin. “Gonna cum baby, cum with me?” You nod your head as you both cum. Hyunjin picks you up by your thighs and places you on the art table.

“Again?” He asks as you tiredly yet slowly relax your back on the table so you were laying down. You lift the shirt you were wearing exposing your tits. You suck in air through you nose at the cold contact of the room. Hyunjin’s eyes were blown wide as he begins to thrust harshly in and out of your raw cunt taking the way you gripped the shirt in between your teeth to hold it up over your chest as a yes.

You both were already so stimulated and sensitive it didn’t take long for Hyunjin to ruin you like a mad man. His messy man bun falling down and sticking to his forehead. “HaAa I’m, fuck, gonna cum princess.” Your pussy pulsating around his cock made his shiver. You unknowing cum, too tired to pay attention to anything. The way he was making you feel and the smell of sex and art made you feel dizzy (in a good way).

“Shit baby, lemme fill you up huh?”

“Mmm….Jinnie…” was all you could say, you were to drunk on cock and the hypnotizing sent in the room to really care. Hyunjin grunts in your ear as he pumps the last of his seed in your now dripping pussy.

“Look at all that cum princess,” Hyunjin gathers some of the leftover orgasms and smears it all over your sensitive nub. “I’m gonna have to clean this mess up aren’t I?” You jolt and try to push his head away but it was too late, “Lemme clean you up pretty.”

© Tadashisdisaster 2020/2023 ~ Please do not copy or use any of my posted work. Anyone caught doing so will be blocked and or reported depending on the act.

[nvoirs]

18+ content below! Nsfw Warning!

EWWW SOMEONE JUST LIKED THIS AND REMINDED ME OF THIS TERRIBLE SMUT - 19/01/2024 😭

ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇ - ʟ.ꜱ.ᴋ

Disclaimer; oral sex, M receiving + F receiving, swearing, degrading.

Leon had you spread out on the bed like a canvas, legs being forced open with his slender fingers that dug into the soft fat of your thighs. His ash-blonde hair tickled you, as he licked up your juices.

His tongue swirled around your clit, licking your pussy like an artist with a paintbrush. You were his canvas, his painting, his masterpiece. He couldn't describe how turned on he felt when he saw you like this. A whining, writhing, beautiful mess just for him, and only him.

Leon was quite experienced in this field of work, in other words eating pussy. He'd done it with a few different girls, but you stood out for him. Not only were you just vocal, but you were vocal specifically for him. He could feel your intimacy radiating through the air. You moaning, whining and screaming his name was enough for him to circle your clit relentlessly wanting to watch your fucked out face contort in pleasure, over and over again. He wanted to give it to you all.

He could tell you were getting closer to orgasming, and since you'd been a good girl for him and already held your climax once, he decided to let you cum.

“Go on baby cum for me please, want you to cream all over my face”

This man had a chokehold on you, he was confident in his actions and everything he did. It made you flush with excitement hearing him call you baby, as you two weren't a couple. It was more of a friends with benefits type of troupe, but you wished you could be something more. But with both your works colliding, Leon always having to leave in the middle of a make out session, your hopes withered.

A few more tongue fucks by Leon, and you finally released. Gripping the bed sheets so hard, your knuckles turned white. You were blinded by your climax that you saw stars in your vision. Your juices painting Leon's face and your thighs, as you cried out his name. Repeating it over and over like a mantra.

“Fuck Leon, oh god” Being to far gone, the white's of your eyes were beginning to show, coming down from your high.

Feeling your thighs being softly caressed, you peered down at Leon and looked at his spit, cum covered face. Before you could speak he interrupted “you can show me your thankfulness through your actions” he smirked.

You did that little smile that made his cock even harder. Dropping down to your knees, you pulled down his black cargos and his boxers that were stained with his precum. His cock was pretty girthy, one particular vein popping out on the left side of his shaft. His angry almost red tip glistened with his precum. You traced the vein with your index finger, him hissing In return.

You looked up at him and saw him staring down menacingly that you almost got too nervous. With your fingertips you glided his cock to your open mouth, and sucked on the tip.

Leon let out a deep groan that resonated through the room. “Fuck baby, don't you dare tease me”

“Well where's the fun In that if I don't?”

Taken aback, Leon grabbed a fistful of your hair and ordered you to open your mouth.

You did so hesitantly, and he plunged his cock into your mouth without warning.

Bobbing your head back and forth he whispered into your ear “If you want to act like a slut, then I'm gonna treat you like one you hear me?”

Nodding at his speech, You were so close to gagging, tears began to prick in your eyes as Leon rammed your throat. Drool seeping down your mouth and jaw, beginning to drip into your lap.

“Oh shit, your mouth is so fucking warm” he said squeezing your head slightly. His breathy moans encouraged you to go faster.

Without warning, Leon came into your mouth the warm substance painting your mouth white. You swallowed it all, and glanced back up to Leon.

His eyes were still that dark lustful blue, meaning he hadn't finished with you yet.

“God damn you're gonna be the death of me, you hear that agent?” He sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Now get back onto that bed.”