#but I can say that my legs are crazy sensitive and legs overall are an underrated very common spot

[rosinkreutz]

You should tell me more about Asuka. Literally anything. I’m kind of obsessing over him right now and I need to know EVERYTHING. sorry. I’m going crazy right now and I love Asuka so much

Anything Anything? Asuka and Asuka-Related Fun Facts: 1. RK's color palette (02) matches with Raven, except with the places and overall prominence of black and white being opposite between them. They even both have a coin in one eye. Asuka in his right, Raven in his left. This means that between the two they make up one dead man and one alive man. 2. In Vastedge, the Tome of Origin had blood red pages. They absolutely should have kept this it was sick as hell. 3. Also in Vastedge, the folds in the front of his robes resemble stacked pages of a closed book. There's a concept art of him opening himself up, confirming that he has been fused with the Tome for a long time.

4. I-no's recurring black wings (i.e, in her super) alongside Raven might be a reference to the two information-collecting ravens of Odin, Huggin (~mind) and Muninn (~will). Odin is often depicted with one eye and is associated with a number of concepts, notably including death, knowledge, wisdom, frenzy, and sorcery. 5. The only time he implies any actual aggression toward someone (as in, wanting to hurt them just to hurt them and not because he feels has to) is against Anji, implied by the following battle intro in Strive: Anji: "No agreement necessary, right?" Asuka: "No, but you'll wish we had one." 6. While he certainly does care about the opinions of those he likes, like Sol, he's especially sensitive to the opinion of Jack'O. See the round win line "Please don't be mad at me!" and the battle intro: Jack'O: "Trick or... Oh, hey Asuka!" Asuka: "Are my tricks or treats not good enough for you? That's... kind of sad."

7. Related to the previous point, Asuka also describes his separation with Raven as "kind of sad". The implication is that when something is kind of sad, this actually means he is suffering a million internal deaths. 8. I have heard that buckwheat noodles (re: Asuka's hobby of making them via rube-goldberg machine) are a stereotypical old-man food in Japan. 9. In Accent Core, he instructs Anji to tell I-no that there are no second chances. In the same game, he also tells Slayer the he can never change. However, after Raven tells Asuka that Anji is not someone who can be trusted, Asuka replies: "Watch what you say, Raven. To survive... people always improve. Humanity keeps on living, even if it goes against God... The fact that you are standing here is only further proof of their tenacity". This implies that he considers himself to be something closer to I-no than Anji or Raven. That is to say, not human. Considering his actions and, more literally, the fact that he is literally fused with the source code of the Universe, this is an understandable position. 10. Going off of his model and concept art for Strive, it seems that he is mostly legs. He has a similar leg:torso ratio as Jack'O. 11. There's something wrong with him. Also, his English VA in Overture would go on to voice Bedman in Xrd.

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[gladiatorcunt]

hey ryn!!!!! sooo i saw this (nsfw link incoming)

https://x.com/sexarchiv/status/1736871466501648453

and was desperate to hear your thoughts on this w patrick +++ art watching

love you love you🎖️💕

hi!!!!! i’m sorry this is so late but i went crazy over the link and art does a lil more than watch but i hope you like it 💘💘💘

cw: 18+ mdni, art and patrick make out during this (nsfw twt link), implied sub reader / switch patrick / dom art, one use of daddy, gross patrick who whines a lot, art being lowkey possessed by tashi (he’s on something in this one), nipple play (?), teasing, unedited

It’s a quiet night in with your boyfriends, there’s left over pizza in the fridge and the roku city background on the tv casts a soft purple glow over your shared bedroom. You’re too tired to get changed, the three of you lounge on the king sized bed in various states of undress. It’s supposed to snow during the night, so there’s just a sort of cozy vibe in the air. You really weren’t intending on being intimate with your boyfriends for the rest of the day, but absentminded strokes up Patrick’s sweaty torso quickly turn into palming his thick bulge in his boxers. Patrick softly groans, squirming and spreading his legs to give you better access.

Art slips his hand into his matching set of briefs and pumps his dick to hardness, synching his strokes up with yours. He shuffles up the bed to lie down right next to Patrick, using one arm to move Patrick to lay back against him. Art leans his head on Patrick’s, ready to tease and whisper whenever he sees him getting sensitive. Patrick automatically puckers his lips for a kis but Art cruelly denies him, not wanting to distract the other man from your touches. Somehow your hand manages to look small in comparison to Patrick’s girth, and Art squeezes his balls as he imagines it around his own length.

“He’s gonna cum too fast.” Art says, knowing that you don’t take control with Patrick like he does, but goading you on regardless.

“You just feel so good, ‘s not my fault.” Patrick moans as your thumb circles around his pinkish red cock head.

You dip your nail into the slit and lean down to let some of your saliva slowly drip down onto his aching cock. With the added lube, you pump your hand a few more times and put your wrist into it. You’re so lost in the deep groans coming from above you and seeing his pretty cock somehow pull off looking like it’s on the verge of tears that you almost forget that there’s an end goal to all of this. You’re just so in love and in actual awe of how gorgeous a dick can be, Patrick’s nastier overall but it only makes his cock look even better.

The tip is glistening and you peck it a couple times, grinning at the tiny beads of precum that trickle out of his slit. Art reflexively licks his lips and thumbs his own head, just enoying his partners playing with each other and being more than very appreciative of his favorite show. The atmosphere is so sleepy and relaxed that not many words are being spoken. It’s most a flurry of soft grunts, whines, and sweet nothings that are lost to the white noise from different sources around you.

“Go ahead and make daddy cum while I give him kisses, ‘kay?” Art coos, more at Patrick than you as he tilts his chin up with one finger and softly presses their lips together.

The kiss soon turns into a frenzied slide of their lips, swapping so much spit that their tongues actually hardly touch. You squeeze your thighs together before going back to what you were doing, trying your hardest to not cum on the spot because of them. You push your shirt down just under your tits, hissing as a rush of cold air hits your already hard and sensitive nipples. Patrick jumps like he’s been shot when you lower your full tits to brush against his weeping cock, circling your thumb around the head and tracing a vein or two.

He whines into his kiss with Art as you lower yourself even further to press your nipple into his tip. He stops being an active participation in the makeout session, too preoccupied with the teasing touch of your nipple gliding up and down his cock head. Something about your nipples being so small but so soft to the touch, getting him so worked up over the tiniest bit of flesh. It’s a feeling that’s akin to circling a vibrator around his length, but your nipples ghosting along his dick make him want to sob. He relases a symphony of broken sounds into Art’s lips, softly spoken and inhuman.

You grip the base of Patrick’s cock, holding it steady as you gingerly move your nipple up and down the tip. You take your time to really press it in deep, squishing it a bit as you force it all around him. This has you ready to cum too, the chilly air combined with how wet Patrick’s cock is sets your brain on fire, but you’re not about to have to clean your panties and be embarrassed. Art’s right, it doesn’t take much of you dragging your nipples over his slit and around his puffy tip before he’s oozing all over your hand and tits. You work him through his quick orgasm, slowing down the speed of your nipple and moving to drag it along his entire length now.

You even circle it around his balls, heartbreakingly slow but you’re not trying to make him blow his load again. Art soothes Patrick through his twitching, if the wet smacks of lazy french kisses are anything to go by.

You look up to see Art give you a two finger ‘come here’ gesture, and when you’ve crawled back up the bed to join them, you notice how damp his underwear is. Art pulls you into their kiss and drags your sticky hand to cover his soaked bulge, keeping it there as you spend no time rushing this languid embrace with your boyfriends. Before you know it they’ll be back on the court and all they’ll have time for is near bloody quickies in your shower until they head back out to practise.

Art hums, lifting his hand to pet you and Patrick, sucking both of your tongues and giggling at the whimpers you let out.

“It’s my turn now, hm?”

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Rated R (pt 2)

Summary: Y/N and matt try out their sexual fantasies

Warnings: SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, P in V, Unprotected sex (do not try this at home), orgasm denial, squirting, cream pie, multiple orgasms, oral (male and female receiving), Dom!Matt, Sub!Reader, dumbification, ‘sir’ kink, choking, slapping, OVERALL FILTHY

A/N: THANK YOU GUYS FOR THE SUPPORT ON THE FIRST PART!! this is my first attempt at writing smut sooo i just hope you love this :)

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“don’t make me say it again Y/N strip” matt says as his eyes darken and fill of lust. i’ve never seen this side of matt before but i have to say i absolutely love this side of him.

i take off my shirt and pants leaving me in nothing but my black bra with lace and a little bow at the front that pushes my breast up in the right way and my matching black underwear, i look up at matt as he’s eyeing my figure up and down before breaking the silence “god you’re sexy…” i smiled at his compliment before he grabbed me by my waist and threw me on the bed letting a small yelp escape my lips, as he smiled devilishly and lustfully he ripped my bra off breaking the clasps in the back, “matt” i wined “that was my favorite bra” i drug out the last word “ill buy another one Y/N” he said sternly before ripping off my black lacey thong and another yelp escaping my lips.

Matt wasted no time placing his tongue flat and licking a strip up my soaking wet pussy and a loud moan ripping from my mouth echoing through the room. “nope be a good girl and keep quiet for me yeah? can you do that” he said mumbling into my pussy while continuing to eat me out i nodded trying to get my words together but matt always lives up to his nickname ‘matt the munch’ he was eating me like his last meal. “awwww has my little slut gone dumb already? i haven’t even fucked you and you’re dumb from my mouth” i moan as a response “oh u like being called a slut, use your words sweet girl” he smirks. i swallow before answering “Yes matt” as my back arches, matt uses his hand to press my hips down to the bed before lifting his head up “from now on it’s yes sir or i stop” he snarls. i’ve never seen or heard him talk to me this way before but his words make me wetter then i have been before. “y-y-yes sir” i stutter out. “good fucking girl” he mutters out before sucking harshly on my sensitive clit and adding not 1 but 2 fingers into my needy hole.

within a few minutes i’m a moaning mess, my legs are trembling from pleasure and i’m moaning and on the verge of tears. “i can’t get enough of this sweet pretty pussy…it’s all fucking mine” he growls before dipping his head back in and sucking harsher on my clit while violently shoving his ring and middle finger into me at a constant pace “Who’s pussy is this” he snarls into my pussy “mph- i-it’s” i can’t even speak from my brain being fogged by the amount of pleasure im receiving from matt’s mouth and lengthy fingers “your so dumb on my fingers” he chuckles before i knew it his fingers were in me even faster, a pornographic moan left my lips at his actions “who’s pussy is this Y/N” he grabs my throat while maintaining a constant pace.

“y-yours” i strain out

he smiles “My good girl.. you listen so well to me”

i moan in response as my legs began to tremble harder then they have before. matt chuckles before taunting me “is my cumslut close?” all i can do is moan and nod “nu uh none of that, use ur words” he spits “y-yes sir.. so close” he laughs “aww too bad ur not cumming” i wine in response as my legs began to give me away and let him know how close i really am “are you cumming” he growls while looking lustfully with those beautiful blue eyes “n-no s-sir” i stutter out

Slap

i moan at his rough yet gentle slap against my cheek “Are you cumming Y/N?”

i wine and moan before slowly and raspy answering “n-n-no”

Slap

another firm but gentle slap on my cheek “beg for it”

“mph- p-please sir… please”

he chuckles “harder. beg me harder” while using his thumb to toy at my sensitive bud

a loud pornographic moan escapes my lips “ple- please let me cum.. s-s-so close”

“cum” was all he had to say before i completely let go and squirted on his arm, his hand, our shared bed, anything in the way was absolutely soaked

as i rode out my high matt let out soft praises such as ‘that’s it’ ‘you’re doing amazing’. when i came i came HARD and it was euphoric

“i’m not done with you” my eyes widen and he smirked at my response

“w-what” i said with a rasp in my voice “t-too s-sensitive.. i-i can’t take it”

he smiles “you can and you will.. butterfly is your safe word.. use it wisely..understand me?”

i nodded but that wasn’t enough

Slap

“i said.. understand?”

“y-yes sir” i smiled at his harshness, i know it’s the wrong time to say this but fuck.. i absolutely love this side of matt… it was a completely different side of him but i was absolutely enjoying every single second of it.

he flipped me over by my waist so my head was in the pillow and my ass was in the air with my back arched, i softly hummed in response. matt took his shirt and pants off along with his underwear in one swift motion and started slowly stroking his cock with his hand. i slowly looked over at him, his cock was red and throbbing, needing to be touched with its leaking pre-cum, obviously he caught me staring at his throbbing cock.

“on second thought, get on ur knees right now” he smirked

i nodded and got off the bed and walked towards his direction and was immediately greeted by matt who forcefully brought me to my knees infront of his cock.

“suck” was the only thing that left his mouth before i opened my mouth and kitty licked his throbbing and aching tip letting a groan out from him “stop that and use that pretty mouth of yours to please me instead of teasing me” i continued to kitty lick his tip while licking from his base to his tip which didn’t seem to make him happy as he grabbed my head and pushed it to where my nose was touching his pelvis and making me gag and a long loud groan left his lips “mm i’m gonna cum down ur slutty throat” i moan around his cock using the vibrations to create more pleasure for matt, as now he’s a groaning mess as i’m bobbing my head up and down his thick cock.

“j-just like that” he groans out

i continue my work and occasionally deep throating his entire cock down my throat sticking my tongue out a little to create a deeper feel.

“mmph im so close Y/N”

i hallow my cheeks and bob my head around the tip of his cock using my hand to twist and go up and down on the base and the parts that don’t fit in my mouth for a few minutes before a long moan and slight whimper comes out of his mouth and his warm cum shoots down my throat.

he helps me up before throwing me back on the bed with my feed dangling off the bed with my ass in the air and face in the mattress, and before i knew it he toys with my clit using the tip of his cock causing my hips to jerk forward.

“ooo so the slut likes her little sensitive clit being played with” he teases

“please fuck me” i plead

“hm? what’s that” matt says obviously playing dumb

“please fuck me.. i need ur cock deep in me please”

he rams it into me no time to adjust to his size or girth immediately bottoming out leaving me speechless.

“mmm fuck ur pussy was made for me eh?” he groans thrusting his hips deep and hard into me kissing my cervix and touching my G-spot all at the same time causing my eyes to roll back and a loud moan escaping my lips which was muffled by the mattress.

he grabs a wad of my hair and pulling me up to his chest while still absolutely destroying my pussy before a growling in my ear “say this pussy was made for me..” he starts “feel me filling you up so fucking good” i moan louder almost screaming at this point “i-it w-was m-made for you” another moan spilling out of my lips as he thrusts almost deeper in me.

he pushes my body back down and pressing my face into the mattress leaving me a moaning mess.

“such a fucking slut for me huh? you like being used like a fuck toy? my personal fuck toy? you like that?” he thrust became faster and harder at the same time. the sounds spilling out of me louder then i can control, i can’t even answer with my eyes in the back of my head and my mouth wide open with moans escaping my lips

“is my little cock whore dumb on my cock? hm? can’t even speak?” screams and cry’s of pleasure leak out of my mouth as i’m approaching another orgasm.

“are you close baby?” his voice softens in my ear as he begins to attack my neck with dark hickies

i nod “y-yes yes yes.. p-please let me cum”

he hums “go on come on my cock baby, you can do it”

he thrusts as hard and deep as he can as i squirted all over his cock and again he’s still thrusting in me

“give me one more baby, you can do it” he says in almost a whisper in my ear before flipping me over with my legs on his shoulders and leaning over me looking down at me with his eyes glued to mine and occasionally looking down at my red pussy from how many times i’ve came undone to him tonight.

he presses his hand on my lower stomach causing me to roll my eyes back and tears start forming in my eyes as i become overstimulated.

“can you feel me right here baby?” he growls down at me. i can’t answer him without stuttering, im trying to speak but the only thing leaving my lips are moans

Slap

a soft yet gentle slap against my cheek once again.

“i asked you a question.. answer it” he snarls

“y-yes!” i scream out in pleasure

“mmm fuck i’m gonna cum so deep in your fucking tight pussy” he groans out

leaving me a moaning mess beneath him he grabs my face forcing me to look at him

“look at me when i cum in you.. we’re gonna cum together okay?” his voice softens

i moan in response but still softly and harshly answer “y-yes”

his thrusts become sloppy and harder as he gets closer to his high and i get closer to mine i become more louder lifting my back off the bed trying to maintain eye contact with matt.

“cum” he says in a harsh but soft voice i came undone beneath him as i squirted again all over his cock and all over the bed as he groans and releases in me while slowly pulling out trying not to hurt me as i collapse on the bed with him next to me as he turns to look at me with soft blue eyes.

“i wasn’t too harsh on you was i?” he states with a soft yet gentle tone

i smile “absolutely not.. i loved that.. and i love you”

“i love you more Y/N/N” he starts “now lets go get a bath going and we’ll come back and cuddle”

he picks me up bridal style to run us a bath as he carefully sits me down he gets right behind me kissing my neck softly

“you know if you woulda just asked i woulda done that a long time ago..” he chuckles softly

i smile while leaning against his back “i’m sorry i waited so long i just know how gentle you are with me so i didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable about being so aggressive with me”

he rubs his hand up and down my arm “i know but not gonna lie i enjoyed that a lot.. i mean a LOT” he smiles down at me

“considering my legs are still trembling i can say i didn’t just enjoy it.. i absolutely loved that matt” i softly say with a smile plastered on my lips

he kisses my cheek “from now on anything you wanna try i will not hesitate to try it”

“deal” i say with a smile kissing his soft lips

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A/N pt 2- SOOO HOW DID WE LIKE THIS? i got a little carried away.. BUT THIS WAS SM FUN TO WRITE!!! i’m cooking up a chris version for this maybe.. 🤫🤫🤫

[issamultistan]

use me. | miguel o’hara

paring: husband!miguel x fem!reader

count: 1,435 (one thousand, four hundred, thrity-five words)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, intentional lowercase, proofread !

contents: pwp, soft miguel in the beginning!!!!, dom!miguel, sub!reader, race neutral reader, oral (f receiving), constraints, breath play(?), size kink, stomach bulge, dacryphilia, praise, posessive!miguel, creampie, no condom! please use protection irl, use of “mi amor” , “mi alma”

notes: miguel o’hara’s cock so good it got you crying call it miguel no’mascara !!! you and miguel are speaking spanish here and there in the fic btw!

also, sdt to my pookie bear, d for the translations and overall fueling my miguel o’hara obsession!!

“mi alma. you have to stop straining yourself. please, just relax. i’m being very serious right now.”

“what could i even do, mi amor?! i don’t know what to do! how can i relax in this time?”

“you could use me.”

even miguel o’hara was a bit shocked at your words. it wasn’t everyday that the two of you got into a little verbal tussle like today, but today was strange. there were more anomalies than usual. you could say it stressed miguel more than the both of you could even imagine.

“are you sure, y/n? i don’t wanna hurt you, mi amor,” he mumbles a bit before raising a hand to gently stroke the side of your cheek.

“yes, i’m sure. mi alma, i trust you to not hurt me in the first place. are you crazy?” you leave an airy laugh as you hold his hand in place on your face. you trusted him with so much.

after a few moments of silence, he takes a deep breath before looking at you again. you nodded just to reassure him. after he got your nod of approval, he kisses you without any hesitation. “go as hard as you want.” you murmur against his cheek, already breathless.

he practically rips all of your clothing off of you. he needed you to relax and release steam, while you were enjoying the fact your husband is using you tonight.

miguel quickly shoots some webs to constrain your wrists to your back and raises your legs up. he starts off with a few ankle kisses. he hurriedly kisses down your calves, your inner thigh, and finally one pretty kiss on your cunt. miguel bends your knees to hook them over your shoulder before he tongues your clit with secure hands on your propped thighs.

sliding up and down, his tongue does wonders on you. kissing, licking, and sucking on your labia. around and around as you push your legs down even more. the heels of your feet were pressed down on miguel’s back, making his mouth lap at your pussy deeper than ever before.

your eyes were concentrated on his mouth. the heat rising was immensely fast. your wrists struggle, wanting to touch him so bad. your whimpers of his name increased as your orgasm was neared.

“i see you like it a lot, y/n,” miguel whispers against your cunt, sending vibrations of his words up your spine as he kept on devouring your soaking cunt.

“yes—! god, i love it, miguel—! mhmgh—!” in hitched breaths, miguel left you breathless with your words. unable to properly form sentences just from pussy eating alone. but then, miguel pushes out his fangs to harshly bite the side of your labia. a jolt of painful pleasure runs through your body.

in mere seconds, your orgasm comes crashing down rapidly, causing your cunt juices to drip and smear miguel’s lower half of his face. “m—miguel! fuck— please i need you in me— please, please, please!” you begged, squirming up and down against his mouth.

with one tough slap against your thigh, miguel groans, “paciencia, mi amor. lo siento por esto, pero…” right then, miguel spurts small webs to cover your mouth from talking anymore.

almost immediately afterwards, miguel peels off all of his clothes that were on him. he presses his cold body against your heated body. you whimper against the webs, unable to say anything at all.

although you were already sensitive enough, miguel grips onto his hard cock, stroking it slowly against your puffy cunt, “tan linda,” he murmurs while lightly laughing. miguel comes down near your face, still stroking your cunt and kisses your forehead once, before slowly sliding himself past your folds.

the squelch and the sudden largeness caused you to twitch. you forgot he was almost painfully large. you forgot he was almost too large in you. still slow and steady, miguel miraculously slid the entirety of himself in you, causing a bump to rise; it stayed still for an moment. both you and miguel had to get used to the sudden warm and slick feeling.

he couldn’t resist it, miguel had to just graze his palms against your bulge. he even decided to push down on it. you were ashamed that you moaned loudly behind the webs, but you just had to. it made your brain melt at how much it was pleasing you. you didn't notice right away but suddenly, a few tears found their way rolling down your hot cheeks.

you didn’t know what came over you, the painful pleasure was too unbearable to handle. having miguel so full in you was so good. he repeatedly traced the bump on stomach; it wasn’t the first time this happened, but fuck, did it feel good to have it in you when you haven’t in weeks.

miguel stipples a small laugh of how sensitive you were from his touch, you were basically wrapped around his finger. he swipes the tears away and even then, he was desperate for you too, needing you as much as you needed him too.

he latches his hands around your waist and starts sliding his cock at an achingly slow pace. miguel watches as your cum covers the entirety of him, base to tip. he stares at your stomach bulge rise and fall from his large cock as well, “why don’t you look at that… tan pequeña, estás hecha para encajar conmigo,” he growls lowly in the canal of your ear, making you almost forcibly look at it. miguel was obsessed with how your stomach fit his cock so well, no matter what.

a few seconds feel like hours before miguel could fully fill you up in and out without any pain. the radiance of pleasure fills your veins as miguel speeds up his pace. he couldn’t hear you but, you were changing his name over, and over, and over. lust washed over you. it was too good. too dizzy. too cloudy.

“mi amor— you’re so— fuck— you’re so good for me,” miguel says in short breaths. he’s buried himself between the crook of your neck and face. breathing in all of your sweet scent.

miguel kept a steady pace, he was quite literally rutting himself into you, relishing the slick and hot feeling that was dwelling in your cunt. “god— i love you, y/n. this cunt is mine right? you’re just all mine, aren’t you?” miguel grunts through gritted teeth. a sheepish mhm! could only be heard against your lips.

you hated how you were bounded by your wrists and shut up by the webs at this moment. you just wanted to moan and have your hands tug at his roots. surprisingly, miguel felt exactly the same as you.

quickly ripping off the webs, your hands immediately shot up to his wavy brown hair. the ends were already beaded with sweat, along with his forehead. “fuck— miguel— i love you too— so much. fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m gonna come soon!” between shuddered breaths, you cling impossibly closer to miguel. feeling the temperature from the both of your bodies rise.

his hands frantically skittered and found the plump of your ass, gripping onto them for a leverage to slam his hips deeper into you. he got up close to your ear again, “i am too— mi amor— wanna come inside— wanna feel my cum filling you,” miguel was as pussy drunk as you can imagine. his cock in your cunt was a feeling he would never replace.

“yeah— please— come in me— want your cum, mi alma!” as his thrusts became sloppy and messy, he was seconds away from releasing himself into you. miguel wanted to make sure you feel his cum. so, he scoops you up and props your legs around his waist as his knees bend into a kneeling position. your arms found its way to wrap around his neck, this time you were the one smelling his scent. hard, deep, yet quick thrusts were bouncing in-between you and miguel. you were obsessed with each other. so much so, with one thrust up, he shoots his sticker webs deep inside you in short, hot spurts.

for awhile, both you and miguel sit there in a room filled with deep, hard breaths. he kept his cum deep inside of you, while you didn't allow a single drop leak out of you. the both of you needed to recollect yourselves. yet while basking in the heat and lust, miguel speaks after the silence, “muchas gracias, mi amor,” he says before wrapping his lips with yours.

you let go of his lips, “claro, mi alma.”

translations! (tysm to my bsf, d <;3)

“mi alma” : “my soul,” nickname

“mi amor” : “my love,” nickname

“paciencia, mi amor. lo siento por esto, pero” : “patience, my love. i’m sorry for this, but”

“tan linda” : “so cute”

“tan pequeña, estás hecha para encajar conmigo” : “so small, you’re made to fit me”

“muchas gracias” : “thank you so much”

“claro, mi alma” : “of course, my soul”

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[reincarnatedonthefirst]

Client Recap… Again, Again

I was expecting to stay home today and didn’t really think I’d get any “calls”. I’ve been dehydrated and was looking forward to guzzling water all day.

Around 3:30PM, I got a text from someone looking to book me this evening. His initial text indicated he was a serious buyer but his profile was labeled as being a “flake”. I immediately told him a deposit would be required to put him through the first test. Well, he actually came through with the deposit after I screened the shit out of him. He wanted to book 90 minutes.

Over text, he dropped a hint that he enjoys yoga leggings. After I washed my lingerie, I dipped over to H&M to get a pair of cheapos (I didn’t have any clean leggings at home). I spoke on the phone with my sister during my entire ride to the hotel.

After I settled in at the hotel, I started organizing my toiletries makeup, took a shower, did my nails, and got dressed.

The client arrived. He was black, in his 40’s, tall, and pretty attractive. He actually reminded me of my ex (the one who destroyed my life) because 1) they have the same accent, 2) they both wear glasses and are blind without them, 3) they have the same sense of humor, and 4) they have the same mannerisms (tapping you while they talk and raising their eyebrows).

😐 It’s crazy how alike they are.

Anyway, the clients was really nice and humble and he adores me. He kept telling me how cool I was and how comfortable I made him feel. He said I was, “amazing” and told me a few different times he would be seeing me again.

This is going to sound immodest, but I can tell he’s never met anyone with as much personality as me. I’m also really sweet in person. When I saw his photos and his age during the screening process, I knew he would fall in love. 😂 He just seems like the type.

And that’s all good… but I think he might turn out to be another Derrick. 😕 And that would be bad. He will want to see me and talk to me off the clock. He already suggested we hang out together. 🙄 I need to be careful with him. I can’t have another Derrick on my hands (in fact, we’ll call this new guy, “D2”). Derrick was more than I could handle. It was my fault for letting him get close.

Anyway, the sex was “meh”. I was too aggressive. He wouldn’t stay hard.

I think I’m starting to understand why guys won’t talk about their erectile dysfunction. They’re ashamed. But I thought they would know that if there’s anyone in the world they could talk about it with, it would be a sex worker.

Anyway, I could tell his was embarrassed but I tried not to mention it. And I think he was okay with not having an orgasm. I need to be okay with guys not having an orgasm. If they can’t stay hard, it really is their own private little shame (if they see it that way) until they feel the need to talk about it with me. Until then, I’m okay with just pretending I don’t notice.

And D2 is young as well. I just don’t get it. Maybe he drinks alcohol? Maybe he eats too much sugar or carbs?

Anyway, he’s very touchy. Liked to rub and kiss the body. At one point, ladies and gentlemen, he went for the “groceries”… the booty groceries (I love that saying).

I learned that 1) the nerves around the anus are sensitive and 2) I don’t like a finger in my booty hole. And this boy tried to go knuckle-deep until I told him to back off. I have hemorrhoids and that shit is uncomfortable.

Yeah… That was my first time getting my booty groceries ate (😆). 2 out of 10. Wouldn’t recommend.

Overall, the session went well. His dick is thick and long but too bad it’s half dead… He’s sexy, though…

I hope he continues to book 90 minute dates. Also, because of him, I reached my monthly revenue goal for this month. 🥹

Also, he was another client who read my blog before deciding to see me. He said he actually read all of my posts. The blog wins again!

[nicromancytarot]

Hey

How re u?? I hope you are doing fine. Did you get my feedback?? I did write one to you. I hope you got it.☺️ I am excited about your new game. So, for the exchange, I have chosen a moodboard for you and your fs intuitively. I hope you like it.❤️

You and your fs give me a fun and cool kinda vibe couple. You guys are like childlike minds but at the same time, you guys are serious when it comes to other areas of life. I feel you guys give me more like friends to lovers trope. Your man gives me a feel of emperor, he will treat you with lots of love and respect. He will always be by your side and will always try to keep you smiling. His acts of service include physical touch and words of affirmation. Overall, I feel you guys are a blissful couple.💖

Now, to the game, my initials are cmps. I am she/her. I prefer male. I would like to get a moodboard on my intimate life with my fs. I am 18 above, so no worries.😅 Thank you for the opportunity.

Have a good day/night.💜

Thank you so much for my part of this, from what I’m aware, they’re love language actually is physical touch and words of affirmation lmao, so that’s crazy that you got so on point, it resonates well!

When you touch them they feel like their heart has skipped a beat, they may be prone to gasping when you kiss them or even just graze your leg against theirs, a hand on their bicep or shoulder, they’re very sensitive to your touch and feeling. They would subject themself to death for you, it’s like they truly would let you do anything to them because they know that you would never hurt them, whatever you say goes in this connection. Their devotion is so powerful, they will stick by your side no matter what, they may really like having their head in between your thighs and serving you as you are the one in charge. Sometimes they can be a little too eager, like an excitable puppy, they would take you right there and then if they could, there may be a fair amount of times you will deny their advances due to being in a public space or being too busy. Your aura is so overpowering to them, when they’re around you in any way, especially sexually it feels like they become one with you rather than being together in the moment, the two of you consume each others soul to make a single union of two lovers instead of two people.

Britney Spears - “The taste of your lips, I’m on a ride” They can’t get enough of kissing you, sometimes they want to shut you up by just laying a forceful kiss onto your lips, their tongue pushing into your mouth searching for all the two of you refuse to say aloud.

[cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga]

Im curious about your opinion on where you think the line is for SFW/NSFW for art of anime characters. I’ve seen people freak out about characters having their legs exposed while literally wearing a skirt. Like. That is something real people do in public ALL THE TIME.

Are people just crazy puritans trying to condemn anyone that likes the artform?

Honestly this is an interesting subject, really it's all extremely subjective where you draw the line between the two. Like where is the line between a bra and panties and a two piece Bikini, are tight fitting Jeans that are specially designed to make an ass as appealing as possible nsfw?! To me in a lot of contexts a fully naked person is often less nsfw than an outfit that can nearly completely cover every inch of skin but is purposly designed to be as sexualized as possible. (Cough cough maid outfits)

My personal line is difficult to place due to running this blog for a decade now I've become extremely desensitized to any casual nsfw conent, slips of nipples, camel toe things like that barely register to me as nsfw in my brain because of how skewed perception gets after seeing the most hard-core raw art. Then there are a person's individual fetishism to consider, to me hair is deeply and will always be sexualized so seeing artwork that has a lot of attention drawn to the hair especially a ponytail to me is nsfw. But I also understand how much of a minority my fetishism makes my perception and I don't go around yelling at people to tag every ponytail with nsfw that would be insane.

Really it comes down to those to things in my opinion, exposure and personal taste and context the line as you say is drawn at whatever average any community of people have agreed upon, and like any good data set averaging acknowledging but removal the outliers of the overly specific fetishstic overly exposed freaks and overly sensitive underexposed and controling asshole minorities is key to properly establishing said average as while they do exist they are not representative of the average as a whole and will skew the line in a way that is overall a worse experience for everyone.

[thehorrorsoftheblackbunnymask]

Lowkey, I find it crazy how my brain works now.

In the past I'd be terrified of my abusers name or presence, now I can say his name freely and him being around still gets me all shaky, but I can still function almost perfectly.

I haven't seen him for a while, bur I feel like if push came to shove, I'd be ok around him again

Sometimes I picture nyself being friends with him again. What would he be like now? Would he treat me like an actual person and be an honestly good person, or would he still treat me like utter shit and sexualize me? I wonder that often.

One of my friends have been getting a lot of guys getting crushes on her, and this is what triggered me to have these thoughts.

Without my wife to kinda keep me grounded, I've been just lost in thought.

I'm scared of when he sees me again, what he'll say or do.

I'm in my glow up Era rn because I'm getting my shit together, and I'm scared in all honesty.

But, sometimes I wish I wasn't getting better. Like, I'm getting better right, haven't have an episode in weeks, but sometimes a trigger comes in.

I still don't like touch. Sometimes my friends grab me and my fight or flight response kicks in and I fucking grab their thoughts. This happens when someone touchs my legs, arms, shoulders, or just anywhere under my neck. One of my friends likes to touch the back out my neck because I'm super sensitive there and if someone touched me there I shoot up like a rocket. I'm fine with that because I find it funny.

I remember when a new kid in my class grabbed my chin unprovoked. Mentally I was ok, but my eyes started water and I was shaking like crazy. Mentally I was normal, but my body was shaky and terrified.

There's also one thing I've noticed about my crush.

He's Dominican. He reminds me a lot of my abuser, not in looks tho, in the way he presents himself. His resting face I'd so similar to his that it's terrifying. Like it's a pissed off numb face, but his smile is what makes me like him so much. It contradicts the reminder of my abuser and I feel fine again.

Mentally I've been a lot happier, but my temper and emotions have been everywhere.

Im a lot more moody and easier to piss off, and a lot more intrusive and going back to old habits.

I've noticed that I've been aexualizing myself a lot more recently. Idk if it's a confidence boost in my appearance or what but it's mostly when I'm alone.

but overall life has been moody. It's mostly my mind contradicting it's self.

Like, my scars have completely faded and I miss them because I felt like it made me prettier, and I feel incomplete without them.

And then my classmates and old volleyball teammates are all fucking annoying. And then random niggas I don’t know are getting on my nerves.

Sometimes I wish I could go back, but Sometimes I wish I could stay. Contradiction this, Contradiction that.

I want something bad to happen to me, or least remember my trauma. I only remember snippets of what happened between me and my abuser, but I'm 95% sure he never like, SA'ed me or anything. But, my reactions stuff, especially sexual shit, I don't think it's only him, something else had to happen.

I have a guess, two actually. One of them is definitely not true because, no.

But, I have a really vague memory from when I was little, before I met my abuser.

I think it was 2nd grade, and a family member from my mom's side picked me up. I don't remember if it was a dream or reality.

All I remember after that though was my parents being fucking pissed at him, and my mom telling me that if he ever came to pick me up, don't go with him.

And my dad was pissed at him for years. Even saying to never let him in our house, even after he died.

Just, so much confusion and so little conformation.

I have memories of me being picked up from my bed and being taken to lord knows where. Memories from a house my parents had when I was a little babu.

I just. I just wanna remember the full picture.

[wormonastriing-moving]

I saw some posts about unusual tickle spots, so I figured I'd share mine ÚwÙ. I have two, really. My back is super sensitive, to even the slightest touch, and my friends think it's hilarious to sneak up and poke my back. My other one is my elbows, I don't know why, but my elbows are probably my most ticklish places 😂. I discovered it back when people were calling the skin on their elbows their "weenus". My friend pinched my elbow as a joke and I SCREAMED. That's all, thanks for reading :)

Aaaah that's so cute! And intriguing!!!

I know that scientifically, the back has the least nerve sensitivity, so ticklish backs are such a delight,,, plus it's easy to get to 😈😈

But omg...elbows??? That's really cute and so fun omggg

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

"Do you need to use your safe word, Darling?"

"You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess"

Fandom: Death Note

Pairings: Mello X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hello!! Can I request prompt “Do you need to use your safe word, darling?” With Mello pls?🤭" " I have spawned in here to request prompt 12 with mello😼" ◜By two lovely anons!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: Explicit smut, Cussing, Brat taming, Sub!Reader, Dom!Mello, Pet names (Darling, Slut, Princess, etc), Degrading, Dirty talk, Mello being a tease, Vaginal sex, Oral (Giving), Rough sex, Mating press position, FILTH overall, MDNI

Word Count: 1.6K

A/n: Both of you didn't mention anything about reader's gender so I went with Female reader, and I also combined both requests, hope that's ok :)

When you thought about testing Mello, this wasn't exactly what you were thinking.

It was supposed to be a stupid joke, a sarcastic one you would say; but still, a joke. When he came home today, exhausted and out of breath, he wasn't expecting you to give him shit about it. Sure; it was nearly 4 am but, so what? You're not his mom alright? He never had one actually, which was probably the reason why he was so on guarded when discussing this matter.

He wasn't used to people actually caring about him.

"I don't fucking understand! Why the fuck are you arguing with me?" Mello hissed, taking the last bite of his caramel flavored chocolate as he stared into your eyes. The click sounds of the chocolate being destroyed by his teeth kinda distracted you, but it was also turning you on at the same time.

Not that you were going to admit it. Definitely not at this moment.

"Because you're not supposed to stay outside wandering in the streets while I'm here worried sick; dying to get a reply from you!"

"Why not?! I'm a fucking adult now! I waited all these years to turn 18 and get out of that orphanage, I won't let you control me and tell me what to do!"

God this was so stupid! You had enough of this! You loved this jackass! It was enough that you knew he was about to die any moment due to him working on the Kira case, but this? It was too much.

Too much for a normal girl like you.

"You know what? I wanna break up" you blurted out, without thinking about how many times you brought the topic up. Mello simply rolled his eyes at your words, thinking how long is it gonna take for you to find out that you are never getting away from him.

"Oh? Why is it this time?"

"This time? Oh! It's actually for the same reason! You, Mello! I love you too much! Too much that I can't stand this! This is... hard for me! You're always outside, you never give me any attention; You're not even capable of satisfying me in bed!"

Oops.

"What?" His carefree tune was replaced with a harsh one, and his sharp gaze fixated on you was a manifest sign, implying to take your words back, but today you felt a bit perkier than usual, so you decided to put yourself on a knife-edge.

"What? You've gone deaf or something?" you said bluntly, but not enough to stop yourself from avoiding his stare. You knew you didn't mean any of these, but maybe you were being too easy on him, always leaving the conversation undone because he was too tired or had work to do.

"The bedroom. Now"

This tune. This serious tune of his was something you were craving for ages. It reminded you of your first hook up together when you met in a bar. How he fucked you like the good girl you were, doming you until you were sobbing for him to let you come. That night was...crazy; and seemed like tonight was going to be similar to that, or even crazier.

You nodded with obedience, heading to the bedroom as your legs trembled with excitement. It had been a while since you two had sex and this looked like a good start; right?

"Kneel" He ordered you, caressing your bottom lip as you obeyed him docilely. His thump slowly rubbed the sensitive skin, pushing them open to make room for his digit to slip inside your wet mouth.

"Good girl. I like it when you're this obedient" The grin on his face was sending shivers down your spin, releasing all the negative thoughts you were surrounded with earlier that day. He was fine, he looked fine; maybe you were a bit overreacting.

And maybe you crossed one important line of his.

"But sometimes... Sometimes you seem to forget your place" his thumb slowly exited your mouth. "But no worries for that, doll. I mean, that's why I'm here right? To remind you where you belong to"

If it was any other day you would've talked back to him, but tonight he just looked so majestic as you were watching him from below that you couldn't bring yourself to mutter a word.

Watching you looking at him with lust in your eyes, Mello just knew that your head was already filled with dirty fantasies of him bending you on his lap leaving hand prints on your skin, and maybe he was willing to make those dreams come true, but first he had other plans on his mind.

"Say, how about we have a challenge? Let's see who can last longer in this game, hm? You in?"

Well, how could you say no to this tempting offer?

Seeing the sign of approval on your face, Mello reached for his belt to get rid of all the clothes keeping you from having access to his big cock. You knew what he was after, so you lent him a hand by unzipping his pants and pulling them down to meet a erected dick hanging out in front of you, ready to feel your mouth around it.

Turning your look back to Mello, you started lightly stroking his dick with your warm hand, causing him to take a heavy breath and watch you with hidden desperation in his eyes. A small grin found its way to your lips before they crashed on his dick, making him lightly pant at the sudden arrival of pleasure. Your blowjobs were always a nice treat, so you wouldn't really blame him if he came after a while; right?

Or that's just what you were thinking at the moment.

Without wasting a second, you started bobbing your head back and forth on his length, with an unbelievably fast pace like you're life depended on it. You could already taste his precum leaking from the tip of his dick, which was definitely a good sign, and so were his grip on your hair. His sex was so warm yet so big to enjoy the taste of him on your tongue, but unlike you, he was definitely enjoying himself; you could tell that from how hard he was trying to hold back his moans. But as you thought he was about to fall apart, He suddenly pulled your hair back.

"Mhm- Ouch!" You whined, leaving his dick from your mouth while massaging the pain away on your scalp. Your eyes were on him and that stupid smug face of his, knowing that he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of winning.

"You think you can make me come? How bald" He grinned as he grabbed your upper arm, lightly pulling you upwards. He didn't want to hurt you, he was still in love with you after all; but you could take just one rough night, couldn't you?

The second you stood in front of him, he pushed you toward the bed, making you gasp with surprise as his body crashed on top of you. Now it was you who was panting for breath, while trying to hide your lewdness for his touch. The eye contact between you became tense when his hand started rubbing your clit gently, satisfied with how wet you were already even though he hadn't properly touched you yet.

"Look at you! Looks like you were enjoying that blowjob more than me! Or, is it just because you're a needy slut for my cock, huh?"

Maybe you could answer him, if your mind wasn't clogged with his virility over you.

He poked your lips lightly, smirking at how needy your throbbing cunt was for him. "Well, I can't turn down my pretty girlfriend after all, hm? Even if she acts like a bitch sometimes"

Pressing your knees on your stomach, he placed your hands on your thighs, kissing the soft skin as you felt his tip on your entrance.

And that was when it hit you. You could never win, never against him, because he was the one who had power over you, he only hadn't bother to show you that until now.

In this small game of filth, you were the loser; and even though you didn't want to admit it, you were perfectly fine with that.

"Mhm- mh- A- A- Ah- Ahhhh!"

There it was, the sudden feeling of your body burning underneath his sweaty skin, shooting drops of cum landing on his cock, creaming around him. How many times you had come already? You lost track of it after the third time, because your mind and your body was too numb to process what was happening around except for how his length was thrusting into you, hitting that sensitive spot inside. Was he protesting? Not at all, it was just making it easier for him to shove himself inside your slippery cunt, earning endless needy moans or perhaps inarticulate mutters from you.

"You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess" He whispered next to your ear, sending shivers down your quivery spin. Of course he was having fun. He was having his way with you, humiliating your crave for his dick and how you were still too haughty to give up.

"You're trembling under me baby. I bet you won't be able to walk tomorrow. Are you sure you can take one more? Do you need to use your safe word, Darling?"

What was the point of him asking? You couldn't even respond to him because you were too busy devouring euphoria coming from his sex with your aching pussy. One thing came to your mind as your eyes rolled back with pleasure, getting the feeling of the arrival of your next climax;

That he was going to have you screaming both his name and your safe word, not so long afterwards.

Reblogs are much appreciated!

[xoxodiluc]

dom! y/n <3 .ᐟ ❨ 17+ ❩

kaeya alberich, albedo kreideprinz, thoma x female! reader

genre nsfw, headcanons + scenarios

cw dom! kinda mean! reader, mommy kink, dacryphilia (?), orgasm denial, dirty talk, begging, degradation, use of panties as gag, praising, riding, overstimulation, nipple play, implied oral (male receiving)

notes another draft in my google docs lol originally these were other characters, but i thought it’d fit kaeya, albedo and thoma so 😩 enjoy <3

— kaeya alberich.

he’s a brat.

definitely argues with you on how he can be a better dom than you, but then he’s a sobbing mess in the end

calls you ‘mommy’ to mock you at first, but now he just cries it out like a bitch

using your panties as a gag for him

and yes, he’s pretty when he cries

you laughed as you saw kaeya’s tears running down his cheeks, “p-please—!” he bucked his hips, desperate for your touch.

he wants you riding him when he cums, not the sex toy vibrating around his dick!

“i told you, only cum when i say you can.”

“f-fuck!”

you can only smirk at his state— tied up, panting and cheeks wet from crying, “oh? earlier you were bragging about how you’ll fuck me so hard i won’t remember my name, now you’re whining like a bitch wanting to cum so bad?” you sighed, shaking your head. “such a bad boy. how could i ever let you cum when you're being like that?”

“please! m-mommy!”

sighing once more, you grabbed your panties and put it in kaeya's mouth, his eyes widening as you hovered your wet cunt over his very erect cock. you caressed his cock and he let out a loud moan through your panties, so sensitive.

“i won’t be going easy on you, baby. like how you are when you’re in charge.”

— albedo kreideprinz.

a shy, obedient submissive

he’d never make you upset

loves loves loves being praised, he’s your only good boy

HE’S VERY SHY MOANING OUT LOUD

burying his head into your neck to hold back his moans as you ride himmm

“ahh...” albedo’s face was all flushed, small gasps coming out of his mouth whenever you bounce on his cock. “i-it feels too good...”

the way your walls clenched around him was making his mind hazy, he came two times now. you hushed him, kissing his cheek. “you’re doing so great, baby. want you to cum for me again, alright?”

he nodded obediently, his legs starting to shake. he whimpered, leaning into your neck as he suppressed his cries. “a-agh... shit—”

“don’t hide your moans,” you pulled him away from you, “i want to hear it, yeah? it’s okay.”

"o-okay- ah一” he lets out, and archons, his pretty moans makes you go crazy. “i-i’m close!”

“good boy. cum for me.”

— thoma.

he’s sensitive

degrade him and he’ll just :( call him a dirty slut and he’ll be denying it

cuz no he’s not, he’s a good boy!

oh and you love teasing and playing with his nipples

you just love teasing him overall

“dirty, dirty slut.”

you whispered as you continued pumping his hard cock with your hand, now he’s all pouty. “i-i’m not...”

“and what if you are?”

he shook his head as he whimpered, “no... i’ve always been a good boy for mommy...”

you chuckled, he looked like he was about to cry. your fingers ran up through his abs then played with his nipples, causing him to gasp. “and how are you a good boy, hm?” you placed your finger underneath his chin, making him look up at you. “or are you just lying to mommy so you could get to cum, huh?”

“no!” tears pricked at the corners of thoma’s eyes. “i would never lie to mommy!”

“okay,” you whispered, kissing the tip of his cock. “good boy. i’ll suck you off as a reward.”

xoxodiluc © 2021 | all rights reserved. do not claim as your own, modify, copy or repost.

[mmary-janee]

Are u still doing dick hcs? If so do u mind doing Kakucho? ❤️

𝒩ℴ𝓉ℯ: sorry I’m taking so long to answer requests,I’ve had so much assignments to do😀🔫.kaku is literally like so underrated. He’s literally so pretty 😩🛐

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡

U guys are probably tired of me saying this but idc🙁 PRETTY BOY,PRETTY DICK. Anddd not only is his dick pretty but it’s also pretty big and can give you a good stretch🛐.

Well for starters he’s longg, his dick is 9inches hard. He is not to much of a grower, he’s 6.5 inches soft. He got that demon dick fr fr😣. His cock bothers him a lot sometimes because you can see it through some of his clothes and our shy boy doesn’t want his dick print on display to anyone except you🤷🏽‍♀️.

Girth wise he isn’t to unbearably thick, he isn’t coke can type thick, he is just a little bit thicker than average, so he’s still gonna give you a good stretch but not to the point where it hurts to much.

Kaku’s cock is about one shade darker than his skin tone but is also tinted more pink in some areas. His tip is a very pretty shade of pink that blends out to the rest of his cock. His tip is the same color as his nipples btw but u didn’t hear it from me🤭. His tip is very sensitive and turns red rather quickly.

He has a few veins running around his cock, he’s also very into slow deep strokes so take my word for it when I say you’ll be able to feel every single vein and detail of his cock sliding in and out of your tight cunt.

His balls don’t hang lowly, they are a little bit bigger than average.

He cums a lot, and his tip gets super leaky with pre cum. He was a lil embarrassed about how much he leaked at first but he isn’t anymore since it makes great lube and it’s actually really helpful when he has to fit his entire length inside your tight pussy.

He is extremely sensitive, his tip is the most sensitive tho, his nipples are also very sensitive. Suck on his nipples while lightly tracing the veins along his cock leading to his tip then stroke his pretty cock using his pre cum as lube. He’s going to be putty in your hands. He tries to hold in his moans but is never successful, but how could he be quiet when his baby is making him feel so good. One word “ANGELIC” that’s what his moans sound like. His moans are to die for,especially when his voice breaks and he becomes whiney wanting you to let him into your pretty pussy that he loves so much. “Ahhh, hmm, yeh” he whined out on the verge of tears from how good you were making him feel “m-m-mommy” he whimpered out while his voice cracked “I wanna cum pleaseee” he gasped out while his legs shook. Kaku moaning supremacy🛐

I feel like most of the time he’d be more into soft romantic sex, he’s more into actually making love rather than fucking, making love is more intimate to him. Hold his face then kiss his scar and tell him he’s your pretty boy and how good he makes you feel while he’s balls deep inside you. Don’t question me just do it.

His pubes are always in check, his dark colored pubes are usually always trimmed or he’s shaved clean. He’s really big on hygiene so not only is he pretty but he smells so fucking good and is always clean. Shower sex between you two is also very common.

Btw his actual cum is really thick. He eats a really good diet so his cum does not taste bad. It’s very milky and thick. He has a thing for cumming all the way down your throat. His stamina is also crazy so you bet he can go all night. He has literal demon dick even after he cums he’s still hard. So you being the good girlfriend that you are might as well milk him dry until he does not have an ounce of cum left.

Overall he is basically the perfect boyfriend with a pretty much perfect dick and needs to be protected at all costs🛐

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡

End note- sorry about how long I took to write this😭 I hope you liked reading this

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓎-𝒥𝒶𝓃ℯ🕊

[allthingsarmin]

armin with a bimbo gf?

TW: NSFW! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! 

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ~

Ft. Bimbofication, manipulation, sex, and other topics alike!

Fem!Reader, FemBodied!Reader

Thank you for your request, anon! I hope you like what I wrote, and please feel free to request more.

(I am HERE for this Armin brain-rot lmao! I love reading fanfictions/headcanons like these).

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Armin with a bimbo gf:

ᵔᴥᵔ Armin is a very polite man: always making sure you go to bed on time, putting your dead phone on the charger when you fall asleep with it in your hands, reminding you to drink water throughout the day, always lets you spend his own money on something you want, and kissing and massaging your forehead when you have a headache. He is so genuine and wouldn’t do things like this for just anyone.

ᵔᴥᵔ However, there’s a dark side to him where he can’t possibly deny how much he enjoys his dumb, empty-headed bimbo girlfriend. The way your hair is always done-up and suffocating from hairspray, the way your lips are always glossy with your favorite red cherry lip gloss, the way your short skirts and low-cut shirts show off your perfect figure, the way your perfum smells like roses and cheap sex, your intense sweetness and life-or-death dependency towards Armin, your fake innocence when you look at him with tears and ruined mascara running down your face, they way you can’t hide your wetness when he forcibly touches you in public… it makes Armin’s body tingle and cock hard. It brings out a dominant side to him that is inescapable as he manipulates your mind and pussy with thoughts only of him and his cock.

ᵔᴥᵔ He loves how there are literally no useful or smart thoughts going through that little head of yours. He thinks it’s so cute how you play with your hair, chewing gum, breasts nearly spilling out of your shirt while you sit in his lap, head empty, trusting him when you’re completely vulnerable. He loves it because he can so easily take advantage of you.

ᵔᴥᵔ Armin is a master manipulator. So intensely and quickly does he break you down so that you’re only able to think about taking his large cock into your pathetically wet cunt and sweet mouth. This way, he can practically slide into you whenever and wherever he wants:

Laying on the bed and playing your game console? Armin wants you to keep playing the game and desperately try to win while he’s teasing your needy entrance with his fingers which were previously thrusted into your whiny mouth.

In the shower trying to get clean? He sneakily joins you, gently pushing your back against the cold shower walls and eagerly lifting up your chin so that you can look into his kind yet menacing blue eyes. “Let me help you,” he offers while reaching for the body wash and proceeding to tenderly massage it into your breasts, purposely flicking over your nipples. “Right now?” you whine already tired from the previous sex sessions earlier today, (but you can’t deny that you’re already excited because he’s literally the only thing your brain thinks about). With his free hand, he suddenly thrusts a finger into your soft cunt. “It’s lamentable how wet you already are for me,” he coos, excited to know that he really has done a good job manipulating that little brain of yours. You whine and grip onto Armin’s toned upper arms. He kisses your forehead, the water and sweat making his golden hair stick to him. The heat from the flowing water and from Armin’s body is making you go crazy as you prepare for your velvety walls to get pounded once more.

Trying to study for an upcoming test? Armin continuously distracts you: “Baby, you’re no use for stuff like this,” he says pointing to your textbook, “why don’t you focus on being pretty, yeah?” He rubs your thigh and crouches down next to you, politely opening your legs with an arrogant grin on his face, slightly taken aback by the fact that you weren’t wearing underwear under your short skirt but definitely not surprised considering what an air-headed whore you are. He dives in between your thighs, attacking your clit with his tongue, not letting you pull away and eagerly waiting to hear your pathetic moans.

ᵔᴥᵔ He thinks it’s so hilariously adorable when you walk into his office and offer to help him with his work.

“Hahaha,” he laughs, feeling pity for you. He pulls you into a warm hug and kisses your forehead. “My work is too difficult for someone like you, baby,” he says as he pats your empty head. “Why don’t you go to the bedroom and play your game? I’ll be there soon.” He smiles innocently, making his eyes wrinkle on the sides. ‘He is beautiful,’ you think. His soft blond hair and his kind, ocean blue eyes. You really are so stupid, being tricked by his angelic appearance. When he finally comes to the bedroom, his smile is somewhat sinister, and his eyes have gone dark.

ᵔᴥᵔ Lets you dress slutty in public for two reasons: He likes to see the jealous looks from other perverted men seeing that you are in fact Armin’s slut… and he can use the fact you dress slutty in public against you while he’s fucking you.

“You’re such a whore… trying to get other mens’ attention in public.” His right hand is clenching your frail neck, and he forces you to maintain eye contact with him as you tell him it's not true and that he's the only one you want.

ᵔᴥᵔ Likes it when you wear your hair in tight pigtails - that way he can hold onto them while he’s fucking you from behind ᵔᴥᵔ Really likes missionary position - he likes to grip your neck so that you can maintain eye contact with him as your dolled-up face pleasurably contorts, lips drooling with saliva, tears that eat away at your mascara as he’s cruelly pumping in and out of you. He likes to thrust unbearably slow when he wants to hear you whine and complain about needing more - then, he can degrade you and call you an ungrateful whore. Also likes to suddenly go fast to hear you loudly gasp and incoherently babble as you powerfully squirt on his cock. No matter how many orgasms, your mind and pussy only think of and need more of him. ᵔᴥᵔ Armin also really likes it when you ride his cock. This way he can watch your breasts violently bounce up and down as well as tease your nipples right when you’re on the edge. Loves to see how desperately you squirm when you’re sitting upright on his cock, begging for more stimulation. You like this position too. You can see how blushed Armin’s sweet face is, how his chest quickly rises and falls, and how the muscles in his arms are tensed up.

ᵔᴥᵔ Armin loves when you give him oral. He loves seeing your once beautifully done hair become a complete tangly mess as he grips onto it and forces his cock inside your mouth. Loves to hear that ‘pop’ sound when you finally pull your glossy, pink lips off of his thick, blushed cock. Is all about eye-contact when you give him oral. He likes to see your face become sprinkled with tears as he pushes his cock deep into the back of your throat - the desperation in your eyes during this moment while you look at him nearly makes him go feral.

ᵔᴥᵔ Armin also really loves to overstimulate you, especially because he can take advantage of you during these moments. By the time you’ve calmed from your orgasm, you are completely fucked dumb, head even emptier if at all possible, eyes rolled to the back of your head, whimpering at the slightest movement, only thinking about Armin, his angelic face, and his sweet, brutal cock. You’re already so tired from your last orgasm, but he takes this chance to start rubbing your clit again. As you jerk away from the painful sensation, he laughs, continuing his slow, unbearable rubbing. You beg him to stop, and Armin becomes angry. “Oh, you want me to stop? Am I not good enough for you? Not good enough at making a dumb whore like you feel good? I guess I’ll leave now.” He immediately pulls away, rudely turning his head away from you. His blond hair is nearly covering his deep blue eyes which are spilling with fake tears in hopes that he can manipulate you with fear and pity. As you apologize for your selfish behavior and beg him to stay, he darkly grins and harshly pats your sensitive pussy. “That’s what I thought,” he coos laughingly, going back to abuse your wet cunt.

ᵔᴥᵔ Armin also really likes to edge you, and he never lets you cum without his permission. He likes to sit you up on the bed, spread your legs, and tease your throbbing clit with his thumb. He can see sweat begin to coat your forehead, your cheeks dust with redness, and your glossy lips become lined with drool as your breasts are exposed and spilling out of your bralette. Still circling your clit with his thumb, he gets really close to your ear - his blond hair tickling you - and asks you if you want to cum. His beautiful blue eyes sparkle as he laughs when you only respond with whimpering and incoherent words. As you needily buck your hips against his thumb, he knows he has succeeded in manipulating you to become a useless, empty-headed slut with thoughts only of him.

ᵔᴥᵔ Though the relationship dynamic you have with Armin might seem intense, he’s an actual sweetheart. Aftercare with him is the best: you both take a warm bath together, he brushes your hair, massages your back, and kisses your forehead while thanking you for letting him enter your body. He always cuddles you before bed, holding you tightly and kissing your forehead. Not only that, but he honestly just really cares about you. He reminds you to drink water, tells you not to eat too many sweets, makes sure you exercise and that your period is regular, reads to you, and asks you to tell him about your day… and he never ever forgets to slip in a few “I love you”s while you two make love. Armin also loves to buy you things from flowers to hair ties or anything else you want. He just wants to make you smile because you make him smile. Overall, this man will never let his bimbo girlfriend down whether it’s sex or love.

[chil2de]

Your sharing a bed with the JJK men hc's were incredible 😩 special mentions for Megumi's bed head, Nanami being a secret cuddle bug, and Yuuta having to drink both iced coffees (that fucking sent me fjdndnfd I could picture it so clearly).

You're super talented so could I, er, possible get a NSFW version? 👀 💳💥💥💥💳💳💥💳💥

Thank you so much 🥺💕

hello anonie!!! thank you dear i’m so glad you liked them!! please the credit card emojis had me cackling LMFAOOOO you really made my whole day out here!!!(THE ICED COFFEE WAS MY FAVOURITE PART TOO)

well i managed to hit the max amount of characters allowed in a tumblr post with five characters alone so i’m going to have to split this up into several posts. it just kinda happened ig

characters in this post: itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, okkotsu yuuta, fushiguro toji (megumi was supposed to be here but i had to reserve him for next post😔)

this work is nsfw. if you’re new here, please read my disclaimer before proceeding. thank you and enjoy!

based off of this post

itadori

- itadori would prob be a ‘deer in the headlights’ if you woke him up in the middle of the night

- but after that? shit, he’s so nice to you. so kind and generous for his baby girl. whether he’s fucking you ‘cause he thinks you might be able to sleep after an orgasm or there’s just an incessant desire for him- doesn’t really matter all that much to itadori. he loves you either way :)

- gets horny so easily LMFAO

- would 100% dick you down if you asked him to and i like to think that he still keeps his really sweet personality during sex cause aaaa he would be so soft and reassuring

- hardcore dom yuuji sounds sexy as all hell but let’s be real… this man won’t kill a fly and apologises for stepping on ants. only exception being angry sex but overall reserving hard dom for sukuna :)

you pepper tiny kisses onto itadori’s face, treating him with the utmost care like handling fine china. his skin feels so soft against your lips, and he smells very faintly of milky soap. there’s some traces of brand cologne on his shirt, as well as his natural scent.

“yuuujiii-“ you coo, blowing air very gently. when he doesn’t stir, you run your fingertips through a bundle of his cotton candy tainted hair. it evokes a reaction from him, so you continue to press him.

“y-uuuu-ji!”

after a few moments, itadori lets out a soft whine before grumbling incoherent blabber. “i won’t eat the pineapple! kugisaki will scream at me!”

you giggle before prodding him again, when finally he relents and jolts awake, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted at how close your face is to his.

“‘s it morning yet?” he wrinkles his nose, stifling a yawn. you emit a hum in thought before wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling you into him. itadori squeaks in surprise when he feels you latch your lips onto his neck, suckling and carefully breaking the bonds underneath his sensitive skin. his moan comes out groggy, still laced with sleep.

“that drives me crazy, you know that, right?” itadori laughs, though his voice comes as a wobble.

“i know. and they look so good on you too, hm?” you giggle, caressing one hand from his neck and then down to the hem of his shirt. your fingertips flutter against his bare skin and he shivers physically and audibly. you smooth your palm flat along his chest, dragging your nails carefully against his muscles.

“kinda.. wanna.. go to.. sleep.. but i don’t.. wanna fall asleep…” itadori mumbles against his pillow. the fabric muffles most of it, but there’s a strain in his voice that leads you to believe he’s moaning lightly. guess after sukuna ripped his heart out, this area hasn’t been quite the same, huh?

“so? then go to sleep, yuuji. i’ll be fine-“ “-no way! i gotta take care of you”

“so why don’t you?”

“‘m going to! i was asleep just half a minute ago!”

“and besides-“

he shifts himself up into a sitting position, leaning his back against the headrest. itadori opens his arms, motioning for you to crawl on top of him. without any haste, you clamber over his built frame, ghosting just over the print of his hard dick.

“not that i mind but- we did, you know, in the morning already-“ “oh, shit, sorry- it’s totally fine if you don’t want t-“ “-just messing with you!”

itadori pulls your neck down and gifts you with the same treatment you were offering him earlier. his tongue is hot and wet against your skin and you can already feel the precipitation forming at the back of your knees. calloused yet tender hands smooth around your waist and he smooths his palms over your shoulder blades.

after itadori’s satisfied with the mark he left, you can’t help but groan a little into his mouth when his lips suddenly claim yours. he drinks you up, relying solely on your taste like he’s drowning and you’re the air he needs.

itadori takes his sweet time cherishing you, or rather it’s still his state of half slumber, but you can feel a dull ache prick your abdomen. you scratch up his shirt, motioning for him to take it off. you’re unsure what comes over you, but shit, you don’t want him- you need him.

“heyheyhey, ‘s okay. don’t worry, i got you.”

“i’ll take care of you.”

“just relax, okay? i got this.” he only coos with sweet reassurances, peppering small kisses and handling you with the utmost precision.

you whimper, balancing your palms flat against his abdomen for additional support as you sink down onto itadori’s cock. he lets out a hum of content, forehead bumping against yours as he allows you to adjust.

“you good?” he murmurs after a few moments, capturing a few strands of your hair in between his fingertips. you nod meekly and itadori hisses out a breathy exhale. he’s sure that if he goes rough as shit you might end up more broken than being able to sleep, so he screws his eyes shut and exhales to maintain his composure.

blazing hot lips scrape against your ear, and his voice comes out in a husky tone.

“tell me how you want it.”

by the lords of everything and all that is holy, itadori only chants the same phrase over and over in his mind. it’s a miracle that he’s able to think straight with all the blood rushing to his cock. he’s more than happy to take it slow, reward you with slow and long strokes while he showers you with high praises. but he can’t ignore the twitch that he experiences when he envisions that pretty lil fucked out face of yours, all messy and ruined for him.

you mutter that you have no preference, that you don’t care because anything he’ll do for you is perfect, and it only gives him a beaming smile at your words.

itadori grabs the scrunched up ball of his shirt that he was wearing before ripping the fabric into half with his bare teeth. you watch his eyebrows perk when he notices how fucking hot you just found that, evident with the way your walls fluttered around him.

“here, babe.”

you part your lips and he stuffs the fabric into your mouth, there’s a little bit of excess hanging out, but he reminds you that you look sexy as hell either way, on top of his dick like that with your hands on his chest, legs spread, face flushed and ready for him.

“don’t wanna be wakin’ anyone else up.”

yuuta

this man is about to end my whole career

yuuta wouldn’t bring it up on his own accord just because… respect.. and he doesn’t want to pressure you or make you uncomfortable into doing things you’re not ready to.

it’s kind of a gray area for him because he doesn’t relish the idea of bringing up sensitive and/or extremely awkward topics so he really said ‘i’ll leave it up to future me’s problem’

but holy shit. let me absolutely tell you.

the second you hint at it? anything of the sorts? 0 to 100. he is FREAKY you cannot tell me he’s innocent just LOOK at the man

can make you scream with ease. all that practice he’s been doing with handling katanas? he doesn’t need his dick to make you cum. will gladly lick up your leftover juices and remark with a smile on his face how ‘it tastes good, angel’

similarly to itadori, i think he would be sweet and patient when asking for your preferences, etc, but after that you’re gonna have to find something to bite onto

“and? what’d you tell her?” yuuta remarks from over his fanned out deck of three cards. his gaze flickers to you as he awaits a response before using his index and middle finger to lay down a +4 card.

“red, by the way.”

you huff and glare at your boyfriend, picking up four cards and attempting to hold them in such a way that they don’t all fall and rattle to the floor. truth be told? you’re seriously a sore fuckin’ loser. you don’t know how he does it, but you’ve never managed to win a game against yuuta.

“i told maki-san that it’s her problem, not mine. if she’s so pressed about people taking them, why does she keep noodles stored in the fridge? really, noodles in the fridge? they’re really spicy as well! made my nose run like hell.” you scoff in distaste, throwing down a random red card on the pile.

“you totally ate them didn’t you?” yuuta giggles, beaming you a wide smile.

“also.. told her that i didn’t see them instead but- yeah.”

“aren’t you worried she’ll find out? oh, and, uno.”

“she might just beat me up to be honest, and, uno, you say? not anymore, love.” you sneer, throwing down a +4 card.

“i want green.”

“i’d protect you.” yuuta states over his cards. you feel like cracking a joke and laughing, but there’s absolutely zero implication on his facial features to show that he’s joking. that, and his serious tone, of course.

you flip your cards down onto the table and yuuta squeaks, pointing towards them.

“uh- i can see your cards-“

“it’s okay, not like i was gonna win anyway.”

at this point, yuuta’s mind races a hundred miles an hour. he’s panicking, blood pressure raised, heart thumping and throat clogged. oh, shit, did he do something wrong? did he upset you? is it ‘cause he said he’d protect you with no regards to the fact that you’re perfectly capable of fending yourself off against maki? fuck, he’s such a god damn screw-up, can’t even take care of his girlfriend correct-

“hey.”

your fingertips slide around his neck, hands interlocking at the base of his head. your thighs balance on his lap and you straddle him, legs either side of his.

he can’t help but hitch his breath, holding it in as though one wrong move and you would dematerialise.

“what’re you thinking about in that head of yours?”

whether you’re referencing his mini panic attack just now, or if you’re referring to all the multiple times he’s battled just bending you over and railing the absolute shit out of you, there’s not much room for debate when you brush your clothed sex up against the print of his dick.

yuuta snakes his slender hands around your throat, holding it in place. you can feel the arousal pool and wash over you, and you’d be more than surprised if you hadn’t soaked through your clothes.

he lets out a breathy laugh, devastating your stomach with butterflies due to how attractive he sounds. yuuta’s soft lips brush the shell of your ear and his other hand moves to rest on your waist,

“why don’t i show you?”

before you can utter a tease something along the lines of “show me what? how you’re too scared to hit me in bed?” you’re already down, flipped over and bent over the table you and yuuta were using moments prior ago for uno. the cards have splattered all over the wooden floor and you only hiss in discomfort as the cool surface scratches against your delicate skin. your boyfriend towers over you, leaning down as his torso clicks into place against your back. even through his titanium white jacket, you can feel his calm and collected heartbeat. he rests his head on your shoulder, nudging his face into you.

“don’t scream, okay? or, try not to, at least-“

his warm fingertips ghost over the curve of your ass, where he pinches the skin there before delivering a loud slap. you squeak, back arching as you jolt from the action. he proceeds by grabbing the inside of your thighs, long middle finger hoisting around your underwear and pulling it to the side. he makes note of the red lingerie you’re wearing and gives you a small chuckle, peppering a kiss to the side of your face.

“-unless, of course-“

“-you’d prefer everyone hear me fuck you stupid.”

“safe word’s blue, angel. i love you and thank you.”

truth be told, you were never sure what to expect from yuuta. hell, you’d never really seen the man’s dick before, sure you caught glimpses in the morning whenever he’d wake up but it’s really not the same. nothing in the world can compare to the first time you felt his piping hot tip brush up against your slicked cunt. and it was embarrassing, actually, the way your pussy was seething for him already.

with a firm hold on your tailbone, yuuta utilises his lower body strength to ram his dick all the way inside. there’s a garbled and choked moan that hisses from you when you feel your walls wrap and deform around the girth of yuuta’s dick. you whine even more so when you can physically feel a thick vein that decorates his shaft.

“the mirror.” yuuta commands in a low tone, redirecting you to glance at the same mirror you’d always fantasised about him fucking you in front of.

his eyes are half lidded, riddled with concentration. it reminds you of that feral and focused gaze he gets during serious battles.

“don’t look at me. look here.”

you trail the outline of yuuta’s arm veins as a result of him rolling his uniform sleeves up; following his v line that points towards his dick. you can only gawk in awe when you realise you’ve taken him to the base of his shaft.

his gaze locks with yours for a split second and he snaps his hips out until just about his tip is visible inside your cunt.

and shit, if his pretty pink cock isn’t the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, especially with that attractive curve. you’re sure the gesture is just to wind you up, but you can’t help but swoon at him showcasing his pride to you.

“so- mmhf- pretty-“ you whine, words jumbled and breath caught when he slams his dick inside without any prior warning. you can only shriek in exclamation when his tip bruises your cervix, and you’re unsure whether you lament the sensation or not.

he only gives you a cheerful hum, reminding you of his usual cheery disposition. it’s not until then that you realise how much of a fucking beast he’s acting right now.

“right? i’ll put it to good use, i promise.”

gojo

- i know we’re all thinking the same thing here lmfao

- trying to sleep? good for you, now, open your legs for satoru.

- oh you can’t sleep? atta girl, down on your knees for satoru.

- bye i can literally imagine gojo saying some dumbass shit like “think you were trying to sleep but i couldn’t help but think how good my dick would look down your throat like that. sorry, love, you’re not sleeping tonight.”

you blink your eyes in turn with the cicadas chirping aside, stifling a yawn. everything around you down to the very last detail screams at you to sleep, but you just cannot. from the pitch black night that floods the room obscurely, to gojo’s even and quiet breathing beside you. you’ve tried it all. you’ve counted an excess amount of sheep, you’ve tensed and relaxed your body more than you can remember. hell, no matter how many times you’ve flipped the pillow you always seemed to feel less exhausted each time.

you can’t watch netflix, because you’ve binged all your favourite shows. it’s not that you’d wake gojo up because, who cares? by the time you finish scrolling through the endless lists it’ll be time to get up.

you ponder over the things you can do, continuing to subconsciously blink furiously. that is until gojo makes note of your stupid actions and starts giggling like a high schooler at his first sleepover.

“what the hell are you doing?” he snorts, cackling into the pillow like it’s the best joke he’s heard for quite some time.

“shut up, satoru. i’m trying to sleep you ass.” you tut at him, berating him for ruining your divine concentration.

gojo audibly shifts onto his stomach, his right arm crosses over the back of his head as he lazily rests his palm onto his scalp. the other arm preoccupies itself by landing it smack bang onto your chest, fingers wandering up to cup your breast.

“satoru, huh? that’s daddy for ya” he remarks, still giggling in a state of half asleep.

“uh-huh. goodnight.” you dismiss him and his nonsense.

“just go take a shower. always helps me whenever i can’t sleep.”

“hm? you’re giving me actual good advice and being a normal boyfriend? i think i might be asleep already, this is the best dream ever.” you remark sarcastically, prying gojo’s glued wrist off of your breast and sitting up. you could go for a shower, actually. you’re not sure why but it’s always so therapeutic to take one at night rather than the morning.

“huuuh? how could you say that? you’re so mean, (y/n)-chaan! i offered you my love and the world and this is how you repay m-“

“-goodnight satoru. i love you.”

“don’t think professing your love for me will change my mind! i’m still upset at you right now, young lady!” gojo shouts from over his pillow, exclaiming and irritating you in the way he knows how to best.

“yeah, yeah. okay.” you mumble softly to yourself, bearing a wide grin from ear to ear nonetheless.

when you move to crank the water on in the shower, you realise that you didn’t bring along a change of clothes. you momentarily pop back into the bedroom to ransack the drawer for anything that you can find.

“are you back to apologise for being so mean to me?” gojo whines and you can see the pout evident on him even when it’s pitch black.

“no, i’m just here for clothes, satoru.”

you hear him mumble something but it’s muffled by the sheets he’s underneath so you don’t heed any attention to it and resume in taking a shower to help keep your insomnia at bay.

with a ginger step and a small ‘oopf’, you heave yourself into the large shower that only a headass like gojo would bother buying. it’s reminiscent to what a hot tub looks like on the inside, with surrounding jets practically in a full 360 degrees. the things so steep that there’s a small step up in front of the shower outside the actual structure. it must have cost quite the fortune.

you reach in for the built in shelf to grab ahold of some of your toiletries as you allow the water to fall in a gentle sprinkle, almost like rain. there’s an audible squeeze reminiscent to trying to get the last ounces of ketchup as you apply some body gel to your hands, lathering it up.

despite standing, the warmth of the water leads your muscles to feel less tense. the only noteworthy downside is that the running water is tremendously loud. how on earth is gojo sleeping through all that racket?

slender fingertips ghost over your inner thighs. you can feel his wet and sturdy chest in place against your spine.

“surprised to see me?”

“you know i can’t let my baby talk shit like that.”

really? that’s his issue at hand here?

“so which is it?”

“acting like an intolerant brat because you’re tired or ‘cause you wanna get dicked down?”

gojo loops his arm underneath your leg, bending it up. you almost topple over in the process and you lay one hand flat against the tile.

“don’t answer that. sometimes it’s so obvious that you’re such a whore for my dick.”

“huh?! what the shit are you saying?” you snap at how correct he is.

gojo yanks your face back, digging his fingers into your cheeks as he forces you to face him. it almost sends your neck into two pieces, straining to look back at him.

“oh, really princess? just the other day you were begging me to fuck you”

“remember that? couldn’t wait so you rode me in the car? you know, baby, all you gotta do is ask.”

your legs tremble and psyche wobbles when he pries your mouth open with his thumb, promptly before spitting into it.

“don’t bother with the bullshit. i’ll play the games, not you.”

he drags his hard cock against the curve of your ass, slapping it against you.

“i don’t think i feel like fuckin’ you right now.” gojo sneers, humming sardonically. his lips quickly latch onto yours when you spin around to meet his gaze. like the fucker he is, gojo moans and whines into the kiss- lips ravaging you whole and tongue capturing your essence.

“baby girl, i was gonna let you top me. you know i don’t let anyone do that.”

his long middle finger prods against your cunt, forcing itself in with ease.

“damn, you’re soaked. you really wanted to milk me dry that bad?”

you hate him. hate him so fucking bad. he flashes you that attractive smile of his, azure eyes sparkling and snow white hair disturbed with water.

gojo pulls his finger out before sucking onto it in front of you, lapping all the excess arousal off.

“i’m not playing with you tonight.”

toji

- i literally don’t even need to say anything here

- just be sure to make a hospital check up appointment or something

- um-i uh- please remember to breathe after this one? maybe touch some grass? ALSO my first time writing for toji AAA i hope he’s okay

maybe if you don’t breathe? nah, that wouldn’t work. there’s still air acting around your limbs when you move so you’d be disturbing the barriers there. let’s see… maybe bit by bit? surely if you slowly inched his shirt up? then again, wouldn’t toji chew you out halfway through? maybe you should just give it to him straight up? just slip your hand under his shirt. come on. but he looks so peaceful, sleeping like that.. long eyelashes fluttered closed, lips relaxed and not scowling. his eyebrows are softly arched. he looks so soft, lips parted, chest rising and falling with every breath.

fuck it. just do it. cuddle him already.

you muster up all your courage in one fell swoop and you bend one leg over toji, resting it just above his groin. your right arm sprawls out over his chest and your hand rests against his toned arm. he’s already sleeping with one arm bent up with his hand supporting the back of his head, so you utilise the free real estate to nestle your head in the crook of where his shoulder and collarbone meet.

when he doesn’t move after a while, you deem your life to be safe and exhale with ease.

“you’re not asleep.” toji states in a groggy, husky tone. it’s supposed to be a question, but, coming from him it almost sounds like a challenge.

“yes?” you squeak out meekly.

“‘yes?’ you asleep or not?”

“i can’t sleep again.” you murmur against his shirt and he exhales a small sigh. the arm that you’re clinging onto moves to draw small circles on your thigh that rests on toji.

“when’d you notice?” you inquire, glancing down at his large wrists.

“like five minutes ago. nice try, kid.” toji snorts indifferently, chuckling at your behaviour.

when you don’t make an effort to respond, toji’s interest peaks and he lets out a small hum of intrigue when he follows your gaze.

he turns his head, brushing his lips up against your temples.

“see anything interesting down there?”

“as a matter of fact-“

you nestle yourself in between toji’s large and built thighs, digits curling around the waistband of his boxers. he only smirks at you through the dark, cock twitching through the fabric. you notice toji hover his hips up so that you can slide his boxers off for him and you happily oblige.

“-i do.” you chime, licking your lips.

it’s cute, though, if you thought toji was gonna let you handle him like that all by yourself.

as you kiss a trail up his thick shaft, toji yanks ahold fistfuls of your hair before grabbing your face off of his cock.

“who said you could suck my dick? that’s real cute.”

“thinking you actually have a place in my house.”

“i didn’t train you to be such a depraved slut. know your fucking place, because this isn’t it.”

“how many times do i gotta tell you? you don’t belong here. look around. do you see anything that shows a woman lives here? no? that’s because you’re nothing but a fuck doll for me.”

toji hisses out profanities at the gag you spew when he slams your tiny little mouth back down on his dick.

“lose the teeth you imbecile. unless you’re trying to tell me that you can’t suck my dick properly.”

incessant whines and garbled sentences are muffled by toji’s cock. whatever remnants you had of your vision are nothing but a blur as tears stream your cheeks, nose running and sniffles resurface in a repeating pattern over the slick sounds of slurping and gagging. your mouth stretches as far as it can go and the corners of your lips shriek in despair. you can feel the skin there stretch and pull beyond what’s considered normal.

even through all that, you manage to glance up at toji through your water logged lashes. you’ll be a good girl for him. you need to be.

“fuuuck. that’s a pretty sight.” he grumbles and a deep chuckle resonates through his chest. within a few moments, toji fumbles to reach for something.

you can only wince and screw your eyes at the suddenly blinding flash of a light in front of you. one can only assume he’s taken a photo of you in your humiliating state.

you can feel the fear settle into your veins when that telltale ping of a message being sent vibrates throughout the room. if you were to listen hard enough, you could hear a notification go off in the next room over.

your throat feels raw, jaw tense and locked open. it’s been a good twenty minutes of toji face fucking you to teach you a valid lesson. it’s all in the will of him wanting to drag this on, savouring every miniscule slurp, whimper or gasp. when his strokes start to feel sloppier than usual, you can’t help but feel relieved.

as you squirm about due to toji shooting hot ropes of his thick cum down your throat, the door softly clicks open.

“megumi. you’re just in time.”

“she’s way more obedient than your mom ever used to be.”

[intersex-support]

Idk if its related but ive been suspecting that i have pcos as my periods have been crazy forever(gone a full year and half without one), have a "t voice"( idk how to really decribe it but i sound like im on t despite never taking hormone blockers or patches), the hair on my arms, legs and stomache got darker and ive been growing a beard for a year now. (Also the other related things like weight gain though i dont have the pain. I had it bad when i got my first few periods but im 21 now and they dont hurt.).

However, i have abit of tmi question. Is it normal for those with pcos or other forms of hyper-androgynousism to have a more/less sensitive clitorus, less than average sensitive internal vagina(maybe even a smaller/shorter vaginal canal?) and/or to have a bigger clitorus than a perisex afab? I remember learning about t (i used to id as ftm/nonbinary but now im two spirit, though i still hsve full intentions of going on t eventually and getting top surgery.) And learning that on t, your clitorus might grow and become abit more sensitive, essentially becoming a "tiny penis"( with some obvious differences but yeah). Ive definitely been good with internal sex but it just dosent get me upto the place only messing with the clitorus has and my perisex female partner dosent understand how i can only go from that as well as mentioning that its bigger than any other afab shes been with.

To note: im fully aware that orgasming from just penetration is something only like... 1 in 3 afabs could achieve(i used to read studies about it cause i thought i was broken cause i couldnt finish with just penetration :/) but now im wondering if the fact its bigger than most ive seen on perisex afabs and i dont get as much enjoyment from internal play as i do from that if its just me being ill-informed on my own body/other afab bodies or if its a side affect from the pcos/my hormonal intersexuality. I dont fully know my condition so there could be some crazy stuff happening internally that i just dont know about but what i do know is that i have a hormonal imbalance that isnt present in the other afabs of my family and none of them have ever grown a beard or a deeper voice or been without a period for as long as i have.

Hey anon!

So, it definitely sounds like you're having a lot of signs of hyperandrogenism which could definitely cause clitoromegaly (having a larger clitoris). The other things you've mentioned like having differing sensations in the clitoris and a smaller vaginal canal are also both things that could be caused from hyperandrogenism.

To be honest, it's possible that these could be caused in PCOS, but studies say that this is a less common presentation in PCOS and it's more likely to be associated with a different cause, like Congenital Adrernal Hyperplasia. The shorter vaginal canal is defintely something more associated with (N)CAH then with PCOS.

I think that a lot of intersex people I know express that we have a lot of experiences of sensation, pain, and pleasure during sex that seem to differ from the way our perisex partner experiences it. Of course, everyone's going to have their own unique experience, but you're definitely not the only intersex person whose sex is impacted by their variation.

So overall: everything you've described could be caused by hyperandrogenism, and there are some people with PCOS who have these traits, but these traits are more commonly associated with NCAH or other variations then with PCOS.

If you have any more questions, please feel free to ask!

[mayaflowerxs]

hi there! can you do nsfw a-z for hendery? thank you! <3

NSFW Alphabet w/ Hendery

Warning: Smutty!

A/N: Thank u for the request hope you enjoy!

Aftercare:

He’s alllll for aftercare. Even if he’s not there with you and are doing phone sex he still does it. He’s asking you if you’re okay, to go get cleaned up, get some rest, eat and take a few minutes to yourself. If he went too hard on you he tends to stay with you whether it’s on the bed cuddling or just flat out following you to make sure you’re not having a hard time walking or doing any other activities that’s requiring you to move. Your safety means the world to him so even when you tell him you’re fine he won’t stop budging. At one point I can see him brushing you off and sending you to the couch or bed while he cleans and fixes the place up.

Body Part:

Not really a body part but he loves your hair. He loves tugging your hair just as much as he loves his being tugged.

Cum:

In any hole really. Hendery is just a sucker to see you full of him. He doesn’t like it splattered on you because he’s convinced it’s being wasteful and he may or may not have a breeding kink 😶

Dirty secret:

He has an oral fixation. Like the dude is literally in love with eating you out and sometimes it can get too much for you when you two get intimate. He can’t help it he loves it so much but won’t show it because he thinks you might get annoy of him constantly attacking your pussy :( so when you two do get handsy he seriously does not hold back at all. If he gets to a point where he has you practically sobbing then so be it but he’s not going to back off until he’s for sure done with you (if that’s what you’re into)

Experience:

I see him as experienced. Had a partner here and there and definitely went past making out. But oh boy they just didn’t hit the way you do. Everything he always wanted to try out was with you which is why it’s all the more special. Because you’re so accepting that he grows more and more confident in pleasuring you.

Favorite position:

Definitely doggy and cowgirl. He needs to be in charge. Now when you’re in cowgirl he never once has you think you’re in charge. I see him as one who’s very dominant behind all that goofiness. He’ll have you leaned down on his chest, an arm around your neck and the other around your waist as he relentlessly pounded into your fucked out cunt. Not holding back until every last drop is deeply stuffed in.

Goofy:

Okay he’s definitely goofy in the beginning. He’ll crack a hole here and there and overall just make it all the more comfortable. But as soon as the first moan leaves one of your guys mouth he’s inner dom comes out and no more Hendery now you’re face with Kunhang.

Hair:

Honestly it’s one or the other. No I’m between he’s a pretty confident man so he won’t worry whether he still keep it nice and trimmed to bare. If he wants to leave it as is he will and same goes for you. He literally does not mind what you do with your girl down there as long as he’s stilling tapping it it’s literally all that matters to him smh.

Intimacy:

The only time there’s real intimacy is if you two have been away for a long time. Missing you so much just as has him wrapped around you the entire time. And when you two are climaxing he’s pressing kisses to your shoulder, temple, lips anywhere silencing telling you, you did a good job and he loves you so so much.

Jerk off:

Oh yeah. He does it quite often. The boy literally is a puppy who grew attachment issues. He tends to miss your touch and presence and eventually that longing turns into sexual frustration that he just can’t tame. Kinda surprised how he still hasn’t been caught cuz of how often he does it especially since he shares his room. He loves to jerk off with you, so phone sex is a must.

Kink:

The biggest breeding kinker. Bondage. Those are his go to but he’s up for anything. Nothing is ever a routine when it comes to him he always has to try something new, nothing to big of a new but just something to spice things up. So things like choking, he grew fond of that as well. He also tried using ice but it only irritated him because the ice wouldn’t stop sliding down so that was a big turn off for him which only resulted in him taking out his frustration on you, annoyed that it didn’t work out to well but hey you didn’t mind. You got fucked by a frustrated Hendery that’s a pretty win win for you.

Location:

Okay hear me out, Hendery is literally in denial when it comes to this. But the man can literally do it ANYWHERE. Just with the right amount of edging and or sexual tension is why gets him to snap. Usually when his mind isn’t going fuzzy and he’s not in a lustful state he won’t even think to the idea of taking you in a public restroom. Or fucking you in the car in a parking lot filled with other cars. But as soon as you begin to tease him or whisper him how much you need him he slowly starts turning into the dommy man you oh so love just like his regular self and before you know it you’re coming back home with a slight limp.

Motivation:

How lost you get. You will be minding your own business but won’t notice how every move you’re making is a bit more seductive to Hendery’s eyes. He snaps as soon as you flash him that ‘innocent’ smile at him and that’s when he has you pinned. He also loves how confident you get, when you’re in the mood you don’t hold back. Already on a mission to tag Hendery’s whereabouts and pounce on him. Seriously ends up falling more in love with you when he’s all of a sudden gets dragged away from his activities and pushed onto a surface to lay or sit on. Biting his lip as you begin to attack him in kisses. Yeah he’s a goner right then and there.

No:

Honestly Hendery says no to anything he considers not that fun or interesting. Like the ice, won’t ever do that again what a waste of time and ice.

Oral:

My god YES. He loves you sucking him but usually he gets impatient because he’s the one who wants to eat you out. Might get a bit selfish because you like oral too so he might take up your time just so that he gets to work on you. The boy literally loves eating pussy he can go for hours and not get tired. Though eventually it gets too much your hands are pushing at his head and legs desperately trying to shut, hot tears running down your cheek by how sensitive you’re getting. Close to seeing spots.

Pace:

He has a good pace. Not too fast or slow, doesn’t stop often nor does he pound into you continuously without break. He knows exactly what pace to go which is right in the middle of it all which is what gets you to cum hard. His pace reflects on his thrusts and stamina and when all three come together he gets his baby happily pleasured which is all that matters to him.

Quickies:

Into it definitely. Hendery is overall a sex addict. That’s the truth. And the thing is he does good when you’re not around, for some time. But once your in view, in arms length or just the mention of your name is an instant click in his brain to desperately fuck you to tomorrow. Always before practice, after concerts, before grocery shopping. Hell he might even drag you to the bathroom and fuck you while you two were in the middle of shopping. He’s all for it and he’s not ashamed of it.

Risk:

Doesn’t give a fuck. Quite frankly he wishes someone catches you two in the act. Just the mere thought already has him climaxing so hard. Just seeing the shocked face of someone catching him fucking you balls deep is probably a deep desire of his. Like I said earlier this man can fuck you anywhere and won’t care who can see.

Stamina:

This boy has such a high sex drive he’s learned how to keep a high stamina. Hell even after you two are finished he still might have some energy he still needs to let off but never acts upon it because he sees how tired and worn out you are he just no longer has the heart to keep you going. You already did so much for him his needs can wait.

Toys:

Yes! I see Hendery as secretly kinky so using toys is a must for him. He’ll mostly use them to edge you on, yes he might like using them but he will never have a toy make you cum. If anything only he can, not even a toy shall do that to you. I also see him as the type to have lots of phone sex with you and have you use them but as soon as you’re close to cumming he’ll demand you to get rid of em and use your fingers to finish you off.

Unfair:

It’s a 50/50 for him. Usually he likes to tease you but not for long. He’s not the biggest fan of not giving you what you want.

Volume:

I feel like he’s one who’s kinda shy to show you his sounds of pleasure when you first go out but the more he gets comfortable and the more you reassure him he gets more vocal. Now that doesn’t mean he’s the loudest mf, I feel like he is only ever loud when he hits the spot to the point where his fingers are practically leaving a bruise on you by how good it feels. But other than that he’ll most likely grunt and have heavy breathing. Sweat running down his forehead which is what gets you going and have you get him to grunt louder when you either ride him faster or squeeze around him.

Wildcard:

When he plays video games with the boys he tends to have you on his lap throughout the game. Cock warming is his absolute favorite. He treats it like a challenge. How long can he have you on his lap without fucking you and usually it lasts around four rounds until he’s saying goodbye and fucking you from behind. Letting all his sexual needs on to you who is currently shaking his desk top like crazy.

X-ray:

Feel like he’s a bit over average. I feel like he’s more long than girthier but doesn’t mean it’s skinny as hell. Don’t get it twisted the boy be packing no doubt.

Yearning:

The man craves for you literally all the time. The only time he doesn’t yearn for you is if scheduling is kicking his ass and he’s too sleep deprived to even eat properly. Even then he might make it up by having lazy sex with you as soon as he wakes up. You guys have sex pretty regularly, if anything it’s a lot than regularly. You must have some nice working birth control because man with all these rounds and you’re still not knocked up. Only making it a challenge for Hendery to succeed in. And let me tell you once he challenges himself he most definitely succeeds.

Zzz:

Hendery is either or. It’s either he’s so worn out of his energy he falls asleep or he still has some energy left and uses that to clean up and yourselves. Usually because of how much he puts you through you’ll be the one knocked out so he’ll probably distract himself by playing the drums or doing what Hendery usually does.