#but also. my core. like my abs. are sore.

[sergle]

I may have Slightly blown out my voice screaming at the autoheart concert yesterday

[astralnymphh]

super high Ellie getting off with a toy to the thought of you while you’re gone 🤭 I just know she’d squirt everyone tbh and her words would be so slurred together she wouldn’t even be making any sense

omgg.. yes yes yes!! just woke up but I'm using asks as my morning writing prompts to get my brain cogs grinding 🙃 MDNI!! return of the mama petname ☠︎︎

super high!ellie who couldn't even shuffle her sweats down all the way to play with her dumb achy pussy. like, the fabrics all bunched at her mid–thigh. the hem of her shirt would probably be pushed up to expose her perky tits, just so she could elevate the vibrator every now and then from her clit to encircle her nipple in the buzzing rod– cause again, sensitive nipple ellie. her nipples are most definitely hyper tender on weed. they poke through the fabric of her thin fabric tees and get soo irritated chafing against the cotton lining.. and her nipples get so sore and throb when toyed with. ౨ৎ but alas, the vibrator sails its merry way back to her smeary pussy that's been choking the emptiness of her hole ever since she brought the toy away. so, now that she's back, she draws the whirring bulbous tip through her sex sleek folds and begins to trace circles once more, creasing up her labia and dragging the delicate puff around with the vibrator stamped to her clit, eyes rolled back she's been fuckin possessed. opaque white of her eyes on view. but gods and goddesses above how her abs and glutes would clench and flex while her pelvis squirms of pleasure torture, the flowering knot tauting inside her core driving her mad. slurs the utmost of the most, playing pretend as if you are a voyeur to her theatrical pussy play, dramatic, "yesh yess– babyyy, unghhhhh fuck m' pushy like tha– jus' li' that jush' likee.. mhh–! m' cum all over yoursh.. squirt on tha pretty puss.. fuck!" her lips shaping the words at a barren inch, flubbing rather, a quiet shrill across her teeth as her gob deficiently governs all the sexy things she would usually whisper upon your own hazy ears. the scent of her own pussy would also have her fucked up north to south– brain egged to hasten her motions while her pussy just secretes more of that glistening slick that fogs her brain up with such a lovely scent, oh if only it were yours. at the heightening portion of her unstable climax– due to accidently sliding the vibing tip off her clit and giving her left asscheek some whirring attention for a full minute before realization settles on her slushy brain– she would legit push the most stifled grunts ever, constructing her pelvis and bulging her cunt out cause she was trying to squirt a lil' too early, gets frustrated and slaps the rubber head of it, only resulting in a jittering mess of her hips that her flimsy wrist could not follow, so she digs the tip into her clit and, splash. her legs snap open in a spread– kicking off those restrictive sweats, feet a fingerbreadth off the mattress, and squirts everywhere. spurts of it like a water jet, soaring over the dim radiance of an amber lamp in the distant corner of your shared room. it probably starts at a low, weak pressure– squirt drizzling between her ass, then boosts into a geyser viable of changing the weather predictions. her lashes crumple in the tight screwing of her lids, nostrils furrow back and get super orangey–vermillion from all the muck sweat brought upon by her pooling pores, those pretty cupid lips press together and stretch as her cheeks tug and infllate– her face of climax. bro is the type to buck her hips into the air while cumming too, protrudes out that charming auburn bush soiled in lubricous finish, clenching up her bootycheeks like she got tazed. would say such dirty shit, slurred, "ohhh fuck, mhh– squrr' all over that pretty– scchlp–" licking up slobber, "pretty facshe, fuuhhh' makin mama' all dirty– wih my cum, uhuh.." all in a grizzly tone.

death. is what that just felt like. a likeness of pussy death incarnate. bro would lay there, like a puddle of mush all limp, knees straightened and plane to the bed, mouth stranded agape and eyes striving to stay open. no agglomeration of thoughts is processing correctly behind those eyes of death. for minutes, she just lies in her own slicken squirtshed. thennn her brain wakes up a bit and persuades some twitch of life to jerk. her legs curl up, torso cranes upright and confronts the blasphemous gully of cum damp under her butt. her pussy is absolutely bloated, reddened and sappy still. gives two dumbstruck eyes towards it, like blankly gawking and then manages to gain some sort of sense and druggily shifts out of bed, mumbling, "mm' nee' t'clean up, she can't see this.." but little does she know you'd probably walk in on her, steeped in a sloppily prepared bath– fingering herself after such a crime was committed to her tired pussy lips, only to reanimate and beg for more. gives you the most guilt–ridden expressions while you examine the curl of her knuckles riding her slender fingers inside, gently moving against her walls, thankfully visible in the pure clear water. whines, "m'sorry, couldn' wait." and then flows into a grumble, "kept fuckin' throbbing, when I thought 'bout you." visage developing into one of 'yeah, I did that' while she throws her calves over the bathtubs' rims, inviting you with open legs– "wanna' teach my pussy a lesson, hmm?"

idk how off the rails i went but im a slut for ellie pleasuring herself all dumb.

COMPLIMENTARY JIZZSHOTS

[dontlookatmytmntcollection]

Michelangelo (NSFW Alphabet)

Michelangelo (NSFW Alphabet) 

Bayverse Mikey x F!Reader

Word Count: 3200. Warnings include: one-night stands, size-kink, hypersexuality, multiple orgasms, lots of explicit descriptions of sexual activities, and additional warnings of angst, flashbacks, and violent trauma.

I have been so, so excited about this one. 

Mikey is so close to my heart, and it might result in him being a bit of my muse. Being sexual in nature isn’t always a bad thing, especially if doubled with discipline, honor, and a sense of personal safety. All of which are Michelangelo's core values. 

Mikey is the most intrepid of his brothers. He loves society and going topside and despite his unfortunate position, it’s easy for him to connect with people. He’s outgoing, adventurous, playful and flirtatious, and is happy to leave his comfort zone.

It wouldn’t take him long to gain worldly, interpersonal, romantic and SEXUAL experience that exceeds all of his family members combined. He’d be an experienced, attentive and loving partner, whether it would be a one-off, third date, or an everyday weekend with your boyfriend. Dominant, submissive, risky, kinky, vanilla, just a goofball here to make you feel good- sex with Mikey leaves you feeling relaxed and recharged. If not completely breathless, sore, and completely blown away. 

I write this from the perspective of Mikey being in his late twenties, with a long-term girlfriend just getting sexual with him. 

Enjoy!

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) - Not only does Mikey already have waterproof bed-sheets, but he has the rolled up towels in the bed stand, he’s got the tiny trash can, and your water bottle is already being handed to you. He’s been ready. But he is reluctant to leave the bed, because he likes to keep holding you, and he needs the physical connection to wind himself down. He loves to kiss you and make you smile before you get up to go to the bathroom. He complains to you about leaving him, even though you just got up to pee. If you want to shower he’d beg to go with you and clean you himself. While he’s happy to go to sleep after, he likes pulling you in to watch tiktoks or a movie or chat after. Pillow talk is the best talk. 

B - Body-Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) - On himself, Mikey likes his arms, his abs, and his dick personality. He loves it when you hold his bicep as you walk, or when your eyes train distractedly down his chest and patterns, or your face when he picks you up like you're nothing. On you? Anything he is allowed to kiss and hold. Which is pretty much everything. But like c’mon, breasts are the world's first and best stress toy, and he will fucking show it. Give him them titties. And he loves fleshy bits. He loves tummies and thighs and ass, anything that gives him that jiggle. He loves having you laid back while he leans back and watches your flesh bounce while you take his dick. You're so gorgeous like that. 

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) - It takes Mikey a while to get there, if he gets there at all. It is completely normal for you to have come at least twice before he starts getting close. He tends to zone out, and loses a little bit of control when he starts to get there. He likes to grab and hold you close, force you deep on his dick for a little bit before he starts to ask if he can come, and he does ask. Even if he’s inside wearing a condom, or getting a bj or just rutting against the mattress while he eats you out, it’s his warning. You could even be tied up with a ball gag and he’d still squeeze your knees up to your chest and beg, “Please, baby, please.” It gives you a brief moment to give consent, or direct him to where you want him. 

D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) - He has gone on soooo many one-night-stands, all behind his family's back at first. His secret rendezvous soon gets found out though, much to the unimaginable shock to his brothers. He’s had a couple of friends with benefits, but he never really went anywhere with them. He knew what he wanted in a long-term partner. 

E - Experience (How experienced are they?) - Mikey is the complete opposite of his brothers. He’s had one-offs, threesomes, he’s been with guys and girls alike- He knows what he likes and doesn’t like. He knows what makes a good sexual partner and what makes a bad one. He knows tips and tricks and he definitely knows how to give someone a good orgasm. He also knows how to make someone feel safe. Mikey is still good at getting people out of their shell, but he can tell when something is going too fast or if they need a break or if everything should just stop. Consent is his number one, and if you aren't feeling sex, that is completely fine with him because, guess what? He’s here to make you feel good, and that’s not a problem if feeling good just means some cuddles, a movie and some laughs. He’s experienced in that too. 

F - Favorite Position (This goes without saying) - This boy ain’t consistent. He might have a favorite position for like…a week. Then it moves on to something else. Same thing with activities. He might be super into BDSM for a bit, then he’d move on to a cuddly, slow sex phase the next month. Sex is similar to pizza. It is good, no matter how it is served. 

He likes doggy, missionary, standing-sex, maybe a bit of lotus or something goofy like butter churner to make you guys both laugh. But the positions you two find yourselves in the most are the ones that get you to cum, and cum hard. So while crazy positions are fun, he’s their to watch you cum on his dick, fingers or mouth, so if that means y'all are gonna be curled up in missionary for a bit with a vibrator against your pussy and his mouth against your ear, he can be there all day if that's what it takes. 

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous) - Mikey is ALWAYS a goofball. Yes, there are moments when you two are just focused on not hurting one another or being too loud-  but most of the time Mikey is making you laugh and blush. Sex is one of his favorite things in the world but he can’t take it too seriously. Because sex by nature is a silly thing. He knows that sex is sexiest when it’s not pressured to be sexy, you know? It also helps him feel safe with you and you feel safe with him. This ain’t a performance, it’s a request for connection. We don’t have to be perfect. 

H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes etc.) - Turtle boy is bald as can be okay, no hair. But, when it comes to you, he’s developed a taste for the natural. He knows that it takes a girl a lot of time and effort to shave, wax, mosterize, all that stuff. It doesn’t sit right with him that his girl would be spending that much time changing her appearance just for him. Besides, he likes the fuzz. He likes the fuzz, your ears, your extra toes and fingers- he likes you. So if it helps you to wax and go bald, he won’t stop you. But he prefers the bush.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) - Because of Mikey’s easy-going nature, he rarely needs intense sex. It is also easy for him to forget that you might need those sincere love making sessions. Yunno, the eye-contact, pressure, the wordless-ness, the whole nine yards. So it might be something you would have to talk to him about. Mikey loves love-making just as much as the next person. But he has a lot built up inside- you know? 

That kind of intimacy can open up a lot that he might not be all that prepared for, so he would need his own aftercare and recovery afterwards. It easily leaves him feeling overwhelmed and vulnerable in a way he…honestly rarely is, nowadays. He’d need to hold you, and be held back. He wouldn’t want to get up or do anything afterwards. He would need to be there in your arms for a bit. 

J - Jack-Off (Masterbatinon Headcanon) - Depends. In the past, all the time. All the time. Borderline sex-addict when he was first getting sexually active. But now, he can go a very long time without needing relief, and he doesn’t like to go to anything but you for it. It doesn’t hit as hard without a partner, and he likes that he can go to you for help. But those moments when he desperately needs it, he’ll either call you or text you, asking for help. If you are on the phone he’ll have pictures or videos of you that you gave to him while you talked him through it. 

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks) - Through trial and error, he’s learned what he likes and doesn't like, and what he LOVES.  He loves oral sex of any kind. Loves tasting you and getting you to cry and shake from the intensity. Makes him proud. He loves manhandling you and picking you up, especially while fucking you. Loves the look on your face. Loves the size difference, loves how long it takes to get you ready to take his giant cock, and your noises when you take him. 

He also loves to talk. He loves praising you and talking you through your orgasms. If you start to talk to him, it gets him to cum so fast. But his absolute favorite? Watching and listening to you. Watching your body or pussy, or your face when he pushes inside, and your noises will drive him to do anything for you. Your moans live rent free in his head always. 

L - Location (Favorite places to do the do) - He prefers his bedroom. He likes having the freedom to walk naked and have snacks and TV and phone chargers nearby. Helps with the multiple rounds, you know? He likes having a nice mattress and his blankets and pillows. But if your being overly flirtatious, literally anywhere would get anywhere good enough- 

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) - Even if it’s in the middle of a family gathering, if you pull him in and whisper to him you need him ‘Please, baby. Right now.’ he will give you this wide eyed, awe struck look before he makes it happen. But certain dresses and outfits, ones that hug your thighs, ass, belly and tits- he’s a fucking dog.  Skin tight dresses, shoulderless or backless, and certain outfits like crop tops, anything that gives him some skin to touch and kiss. 

N - No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) - Mikey has a few turn-offs that he has learned about himself- and they are not usually even sexual. But one particular turn-off that Mikey possesses- that is actually kind of serious- is that he does not like to choke people. He understands that choking isn’t inherently a bad thing during sex, but it sure does feel like a bad thing. He’s seen and heard a lot of violent things in his life. So having his hand wrapped around your neck is the perfect segue into flashbacks, dissociation and a lot of emotional baggage he’s slowly working through. Thing’s like you getting hurt by someone else, or him hurting you like this. How fragile you are, and how dangerous it is out there. While all the boys struggle with those scary, intrusive images once in a while, Mikey struggles with them the most. It’s horrible and it breaks your heart for him. It can mess him up very quickly. But he’s working on it. He’s good like that. 

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, ect.) - When I tell you that Mikey is the King of Oral Sex, I mean it. First of all, there are some tips and tricks he’s learned throughout the years that give him the magical ability to get you off in seconds. Where to crook his fingers, how much pressure to use, rhythm, and how to not immediately suck on your little clit but around it- he is a master. Not only that, but he is also really, really good at slowing down and getting you to open up and teach him how to get you off. Who knew communication, vulnerability, patience and understanding could result in the best orgasms in your entire life?

P - Pace (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, ect) - While Mikey cares greatly about your comfort levels and how safe you feel in the moment, and he will always stop or slow down the moment you need it, he is a fucking sucker for fast, rough sex. He loves to sit up on his knees, thrusting hard and fast and deep while he gets to watch your eyes find the back of your skull, your tits bounce and your legs shake while they struggle to stay open for him. He often bites his lip hard when he looks down to watch your pussy cum all over his big fat dick, because fuck doens’t that get him going. 

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, ect.) - He loves quickies. He loves the feeling of the rush and excitement and desire, and sometimes he wants a little relief, you know? But the older he gets, the less he initiates those. He prefers to flirt and drag things out. It takes a lot to get under his shell, you know? But something that can get him to easily crack is you. If you are begging for his dick this moment, god knows you will have it. 

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, et.) - He used to be wayyyy more risky. It didn’t matter the time or place, if he wanted sex he would ask. Even if all it did was make you blush; and he’s still like that. The older he got, though, he grew more considerate of other people's comfort levels, especially that of people who he wasn’t having sex with. Friends, family and others of that nature. And of yours. He knows that asking for sex in uncomfortable situations could pressure and terrify one person while it would excite others. Everyone is different, and he is extremely intuitive in that sense. He will learn you in and out very fast in that sense. 

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) - Mikey is an actual superhero who loves sex as much as pizza. He could have you every day for every meal for the rest of his life, no cap. Good or bad times- through thick or thin- sex will always be there for you the moment you want it, lmao. 

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) - He LOVES toys. He loves sex products of any and all kinds. He’d kill to walk through a sex shop, he’d spend so much money, and not even just cause he’d use everything. It’s just fun to have everything! But forreal, he owns a few sex card games and dice. He has one of those classic vibrating wands he uses a lot. The kind that plug into the wall. And he has a spreader bar leaned up against the wall in his room. His brothers are completely oblivious to what it is everytime they are in the room. It’s so funny. He has a pair of those cute pink feather hand-cuffs, and he bought a cheetah print blind fold. Mikey is also the type to buy those edible treats like edible body paint or panties- he thinks they are so funny and fun. He has lots of strawberry flavored lube, condoms, and personal wipes just waiting in his nightstand. He’s experimented with rings and fleshlights before with other people, but he was disappointed to find out he is way too large for most sizes. Big enough condoms were a struggle to find, let alone any specialized toys. 

U - Unfair (How much they like to tease) - Mikey is an enormous tease, mostly in the form of flirting and pick up lines, but if the environment allows it, he's a little more handsy and talkative. He’d pull you in close to his chest and trace the edges of your cloths, telling you how fucking beautiful you look right now…

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) - Mikey isn’t as loud as you would first think, but he still moans and makes noise. He can’t go long without trying to talk to you, saying things like “Yeah? You like that? Fuck, babygirl you’re doing so good. So good for me, fuck-” when he gets carried away, he’s less of a whimperer and more of a growler and grunter. He knows that a vocal partner is a happy partner though, so it isn’t often that he wants either of you to be quiet.

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) - Mikey didn’t exactly keep his sexcapades a secret. At first he would brag about it a little, try to give his brothers advice or get them out of their shell. But they did NOT believe a word he said. They’d roll their eyes, whine or tell him to shut up, Mikey, that’s gross. 

While it hurt him, he kinda thought it was funny to see how far it would go. It took a few years until one of his brothers, probably Raph, found himself in a situation that could go sexual. Raph was probably venting about how crazy the girl was to want him like that or something, and Mikey would chime in with some extremely specific advice. “Our turtle junk ain’t the problem dude. Girls like a guy that can take things slow. Go by her pace and listen to her-” And Raph would roll his eyes and go, “Oh, yeah? And how would you know that, wise guy. You’ve never even met a girl-” Then Mikey would probably be making a face at the TV. Raph would freeze and stare at him.

The silence would be DEAFENING. 

X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) - I am team cloaca. The cloaca is under where his plastron ends between his hip bones, and it keeps his fucking ENORMOUS size safe and away from harm. He’s dark, dark purple down there, and his tip is wide. His crazy size taught him very quickly that sex doesn’t always have to be penetration, and that patience is extremely important. 

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) - His sex drive is through the roof, and while he didn’t have that much higher of a sex drive than any of his brothers, or any guy his age for that matter- he is far more happy going out of his comfort zone and actually make things happen. He wants you all the time sexually. But he connects extremely deeply with people, and as a long-term relationship, you are far from exempt. He thinks about you all the time, with or without you there. He wants to do good by you. He’s an awesome boyfriend. 

Z - ZZZ (...how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) - He’s a super, super active dude. He’s more often than not doing something active in his free time. Despite this, he could cuddle up with you all day. After sex, he is perfectly capable of doing something else after, but he prefers not to. He likes to be in bed holding you close. Sleep comes very difficult to him, so it takes a long time for him to start drifting off. He prefers to lay here, listening to your breathing, feeling your chest and pulse against his skin. Feeling you alive and here with him. 

[writer-freak]

Late night call | Atsumu x Gn reader

Summary: Playing for MSBY is Atsumu's dream, but it means being apart from you. He travels away for a week and you both aren't doing well with the distance but you always make time for each other.

Warnings: NSFW, smut, fluff, gn reader, reader is mentioned to wear lingerie, used the word core for reader, time skip Atsumu, phone sex, english isn't my first language, smut is maybe not that great

A/n: My Haikyuu phase is back and I have written so much stuff for Haiykuu in the last few days. Also am currently trying my hand more on smut but I still have some struggles with it. So I wrote something more sweet at the beginning.

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more <3

Atsumu had been dreading this trip for weeks. Playing for the MSBY Black Jackals was a dream come true, but it came with its challenges, including time away from you. He kissed you goodbye at the door, holding you a little longer than usual, not wanting to let go.

"I'll miss ya." he murmured against your hair, his voice full of reluctance.

"I'll miss you too, 'Tsumu. It's only for a week." you reassured him, even though you felt the same way.

He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Yeah, just for a week." The days apart were harder than either of you anticipated. Despite the time difference, Atsumu made it a point to text you whenever he had a free moment. His messages were like always full of jokes, but you could tell he was struggling with the distance. You also missed him terribly, counting down the days until he would be back.

After practice, Atsumu was even more exhausted than usual but still, he couldn't wait to hear your voice. He sat down on his bed before dialing your number and waiting, a small smile forming on his lips when he heard you answer.

"Hey, 'Tsumu! How was practice?" "Hey, babe. It was good, just long. I miss ya." he admitted, leaning back against the headboard and closing his eyes, just taking in the sound of your voice.

"I miss you too. Want me to tell you about my day?" you offered, hoping to maybe take his mind off for a moment.

"Yeah, please. I wanna hear all about it." he said, his voice showing signs of fatigue.

You started talking about your day, recounting all the little things that had happened. You could hear him responding every now and then, but the responses started to get fewer and fewer. Eventually, you heard his breathing even out, a soft snore escaping his lips.

You paused, realizing he had fallen asleep. Warmth spread through your chest, appreciating just how much he cared. Despite being exhausted, he had still made the effort to call you and listen to you talk about your day. It was moments like these that reminded you just how much he loved you.

"Goodnight, 'Tsumu." you whispered, not wanting to wake him. You stayed on the line, listening to his steady breathing, feeling a little more like he was next to you even though he was miles away. You eventually fell asleep with the phone still next to your ear, lulled to sleep by the sound of his soft snores.

The next morning, you woke up to a text from Atsumu.

"Sorry, I fell asleep on ya, babe. But I loved hearing about your day. Can't wait to see ya soon. Love ya."

The next day, after particularly grueling practice, Atsumu was finally back in his hotel room, exhausted but missing you terribly. He took a quick shower, the hot water soothing his sore muscles. As he dried off, he got an idea, a way of apologizing for yesterday while also teasing you just a little. With a smirk, he positioned himself in front of the mirror, snapping a picture of his shirtless torso, droplets of water still clinging to his skin, his abs and chest glistening. He sent it to you with a teasing message.

"Wish ya were here to help me dry off ;)"

Your phone buzzed, and your eyes widened at the image. Heat pooled in your core as you took in the sight of him. You bit your lip, deciding to play along. You changed into a lacy piece of lingerie, snapping a picture of yourself lying on the bed, the fabric leaving little to the imagination.

"Maybe I'll save that for when you get back. For now, here's something to keep you company."

Atsumu's breath hitched when he saw your photo, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. He typed back quickly, his heart racing. "Damn, babe, ya know how to drive me crazy. I can't wait to get back and have ya all to myself."

You felt a bit of excitement at his response, you usually didn't dirty text much so this just made it more exciting. You decided to push a little further.

"Just imagine what I'll do to you when you get back. I might not even let you out of the bedroom."

Atsumu groaned softly, his mind filling with images of you together. He needed to calm himself down, but the fantasies were almost too much to bear. He replied, his fingers shaking slightly.

"You better be ready, 'cause I'm not gonna hold back."

The exchange left both of you hot and bothered and later that night, Atsumu found himself unable to sleep, his mind racing with thoughts of you. He picked up his phone and called you, he needed to hear your voice. It was late for him, but he didn't care. You answered almost immediately.

"Hey, 'Tsumu. Can't sleep?" you asked, your voice soft.

"Yeah, I need ya," he admitted, his voice already filled with desire. "Been thinkin' about ya all day."

Your breath hitched at his words, the heat from earlier coming back. "I've been thinking about you too. Those pictures…"

"Ya liked that, huh? I didn't even show you that much." he teased, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Wish I could be there with ya, touchin' ya, makin' ya feel good."

"Tell me what you'd do if you were here." you urged, your voice trembling.

"I'd start by kissin' ya, slow and deep. My hands would be all over ya, touchin' every inch of that gorgeous body." he described, his words sending shivers down your spine.

"Keep going." you breathed, your hand slipping under your shirt, imagining it was his touch.

"I'd pull that sexy little thing ya were wearin' off ya, kissin' my way down your neck, your chest… I'd take my time, babe wanna make ya feel everythin'." he continued, his own hand moving down to palm himself through his boxers.

You let out a soft moan, his words driving you wild. "Atsumu… I need you so bad."

"Fuck, ya sound so good. Wish I could hear ya in person." he groaned, his hand slipping inside his boxers. "What are ya doin' right now, baby? Tell me."

You bit your lip, your free hand moving down to your core. "I'm touching myself, 'Tsumu. Thinking about you. About how good you make me feel."

He let out a shaky breath, his hand moving faster. "Fuck, that's hot. Keep goin', babe. Wanna hear ya come for me."

The sound of his voice, filled with need, spurred you on. You could hear his breathing getting heavier, matching your own. "I'm so close, 'Tsumu. Just need you…"

"Come for me, baby. Let me hear ya." he urged, his own release nearing.

With a few more strokes, you cried out his name, your body trembling with pleasure. Hearing you pushed Atsumu over the edge, a guttural moan escaping his lips as he found his release.

"Fuck, that was… amazin'." he panted, his voice filled with satisfaction.

You both lay there, catching your breath.

"I love you, 'Tsumu." you whispered, a smile tugging at your lips.

"I love ya too, more than anythin'." he replied, his voice soft.

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

[wandafiction]

Daddy - Just Us Chapter 93

Warnings 18+: Smut, Fingering (Wanda and Reader Receiving), Strap On (Wanda Receiving), Oral (Reader Receiving), Mirror sex, Daddy Kink, Praise, Restraints, Aftercare

Word Count: 8270

Series List | Chapter 92 | Chapter 94

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I'm woken up by the feeling of kisses being peppered around my face, a hand resting gently above my abs as another weaves through my hair as Wanda's body leans against my left side slightly. I slide my right hand on top of the hand on my abs, and my other one moves to rest against the small of her back. I feel her smile against my jaw, her lips come to rest at the base of it as she rests her head on my collar bone.

My eyes flutter open when I feel her hand slide under my shirt, her fingers start to trace the outline of my abs and V line while her other hand comes to rest against my temple as her fingers play with a fly away hairs. I turn my head in her hand, letting her know I'm awake, and hear Wanda let out a content sigh. She keeps her hand under my shirt as she moves so her face is hovering above mine, a fuzzy smile adorns her face. Wanda brings our noses together gently in an eskimo kiss, her jade eyes roam around my face. 

"Good morning dorogaya." Her hand on my temple moves slightly so her fingers can trace under my eye and around my nose. "How does your face feel?"

"Morning princess." My voice raspy from sleep and I see a glint in Wanda's eyes that makes my cheeks heat up slightly. "And my face is okay. It's not sore anymore, just bruised."

"Hmm, well you are still my super sexy sugar mama." Wanda remarks jokingly as she wiggles her eyebrows. "And I got you to blush without even trying." 

"Oh so I'm a sugar mama now and it's not difficult to make me blush when a literal goddess is complimenting me." Now it's Wanda's turn to blush. "See we can make each other blush without even trying to, it's cute."

"You're cute. And yes I mean sure you are, I think I used the term right anyway." Wanda brings our lips together in a slow kiss. "You'd be even cuter if you brush your teeth." 

"Says you miss 'I want you for dessert'." I bring my hand through Wanda's hair as she rolls her eyes, her blush creeping up to her ears.

"I can't help it. You taste too good not to eat dorogaya." My head tilts back as I let out a laugh, Wanda scrunches her brows in confusion. 

"Bug, you can't say something like that in such a soft tone and add sweetheart on the end. I didn't know whether to be aroused or coo at your cute little voice you do." Wanda nods in understanding, brushing her lips against mine.

"You were definitely meant to be aroused." 

"Well maybe try saying something else and definitely not in that sweet tone of yours. Should work then." Wanda bites her lip before moving her lips to my ear.

"I want you to fuck me till next week, rail me so hard I can't walk for days. I want to lose my voice shouting your name to the gods themselves as you throw me over the edge over and over and over again. I want to do as you say, be your good girl, with you showing me who is boss."

I groan into her ear at her words her leg moves between mine and I smirk when she gasps as I push my thigh against her core. Her hips start to move up and down, my hands snaking down to her hips to help her movements. Her sighs and gasps of pleasure shoot pleasure down to my own core as her hips speed up against my thigh and her nails on my stomach dig in. 

"Baby girl." My hands stop her movements and she whines when I drop my thigh. 

"Baby what was that for." She pouts, moving her head to look at me.

"The boys are still here, I don't want to start anything we know we won't be able to stop. So let's get ourselves sorted, Kate will be around to collect the boys soon anyway. I also thought you wanted to do as I say. And, oh Baby, do I have a lot to say." Wanda's moves to straddle my waist leaning back to sit up straight with dark pupils.

"And what have you got to say?" I smirk up at Wanda, my hands moving to rub up and down her thighs.

"Well I say that we do a little bit of baking, I seem to remember you quite enjoying me showing you how to do something in the kitchen. Then I reckon I'm going to bend you over the counter and fuck you from behind." Wanda's hips roll against my stomach as she takes her lip between her teeth.

"And then what?" Her voice is a weak whisper.

"Then I am going to fuck you from behind in front of the mirror, while you lean against it. Oh and then I don't know, we will see where it goes from there." I roll us over so I am on top of Wanda. "Wear that lingerie set I know you definitely packed."

"The red one?" My hand traces up Wanda's side as I nod down at the woman.

"And the heels." 

Before she can say anything I climb off of her heading into the ensuite with a change of clothes, locking the door behind me. I get myself sorted and laugh to myself when I see Wanda enter the ensuite with her red lace lingerie in her hand, her eyes telling me everything I need to know.

I look down to my sweatpants making sure nothing is visible to the eye before leaving the bedroom and heading downstairs where the boys are sitting around the table eating cereal. We say good morning to one another as I disappear into the kitchen and start looking around for what me and Wanda can make. It's about 10 now and the boys will be gone any minute, so I have to decide quickly. 

"Morning mom." I peek my head out of the kitchen door to see Wanda wrapped in a fuzzy dressing gown, her high heels poking out of the pocket slightly and her red lipstick is a bold statement. 

"Morning your two. Kate will be here shortly so please make sure you have everything." 

The boys place their empty bowls in the sink and run upstairs to sort themselves out as Wanda saunters into the kitchen swaying her hips. She can even pull off a dressing gown and it makes me kind of jealous that she has me wrapped around her little finger so much. I motion her over with a wiggle of my index finger, her teeth between her lips as my eyes take her in. 

Wanda stops a few paces back from me and I reach my arm out gripping the belt of the gown pulling her body flush with mine. My eyes wander down to her chest where I see the faintest amount of red under her blue checked dressing gown. Her hands move to wrap around my back, my eyes moving back over her body up to her eyes that are already looking at me.

"What are we baking?" 

"Chocolate cupcakes. Something nice and simple."

"I can't wait." Wanda stands on her tiptoes to give me a kiss.

"Can't wait for the baking or what comes after." 

"I'm excited about what comes after."

"Which will be you." Wanda lets out a small giggle as I wiggle my eyebrows with a grin on my face, but we are pulled away from one another when there is a knock at the door. "That will be Kate, I will answer you shout up to the boys."

I give Wanda one last kiss before walking to the front door as the boys scramble down the stairs rambling excitedly. I open the front door and they practically fall out as they start rambling to Kate, throwing their hands in the air as they talk about shooting arrows.

"Say bye to your mom and Y/n boys." Kate reminds them laughing as they scramble back inside alternating between giving me and Wanda hugs.

"Behave boys." 

"We will mom." Both the boys give us one more hug each before running out the house and to Kate's car, me and Wanda turn to look at the girl.

"Text me when it's safe to bring them back." Kate smiles cheekily at me and Wanda who just rolls her eyes.

"I will, Kate, don't worry. Now go, shoo." I wave my hands dismissively and I feel Wanda's arms wrap around my waist from behind. 

"Fine, fine I'm going. And Wanda." Wanda pops her head out from behind me.

"Yeah?" 

"Remember what I said." I scrunch my brows in question when Kate throws me a smug smile and Wanda's face flushes red. 

"Fuck off Kate." She says jokingly.

"I'm not wrong."

"Yeah she knows." Kate's eyebrows raise in surprise giving out an impressed hmph.

"Okay girl, I see you. Go get it." Wanda smiles as she giggles while Kate turns around giving a small wave over her shoulder. "Bye ladies."

"Bye Kate." Me and Wanda shout after her at the same time as my foot kicks the front door closed and turn around to face my hot as fuck girlfriend.

Me and Wanda just stare into each other's eyes, my ears listen to the car slowly pull away and I smirk down at the older woman. My hands move to her hips slowly walking her backwards towards the kitchen, her eyes never leaving mine as her arms stay wrapped around my waist. Her bottom lip is between her teeth as I smirk down at her, my eyes flick up to get us through the doorway before I push her against the kitchen counter. 

Wanda gasps at the sudden contact, my hands pushing her hips against it move as her back arches backwards slightly at the pressure. I leave one hand on her hips as my other grabs her red heels from her pocket hanging them on my fingers. Wanda's elbows rest against the counter to prop herself up, with her back still bending over it slightly as lean down to pay her lips some attention. 

"Take it off." I mumble against her lips after a few seconds before pulling away my eyes watching Wanda's every move.

She continues to lean against the counter as her hands snake down her sides and along the belt of the dressing. Her nimble fingers push through the small bow she has done up pulling the knot apart. Her hands pull the ends of the belt apart, her hands moving up the lapel of the gown as she moves it to rest at her sides. My mouth waters at the sight in front of me. 

She stands away from the counter, her shoulders roll backwards causing the dressing gown to slip off of them and slide down to her hands which catch it before it can fall to the floor. She bites her lips as she tilts her head to look up at me as she sees my eyes stuck on her cleavage and I can't take my eyes off it as she takes a few steps forward and they bounce perfectly. 

My eyes sweep over her body once more as her hands drop the dressing gown to the floor, her hand moving to push my head up so my eyes meet hers. Her hands go to my shirt and start to roll it up but I gently tap her hands and she looks up at me with confusion. 

"Nuh, uh baby girl. We got cupcakes to bake first." She whines but when I put the heels in front of her face her eyes light up.

I take a step back as she grabs the heels, slipping them on her feet and she smiles up at me, as she wiggles them on the floor making sure they are on properly. She smiles giddily as she wraps her arms around my neck and rests her forehead on my shoulder.

"Well would you look at that, I don't have to look up so much now." I wrap my arms around her waist resting my hands on the small of her back. 

"I love it when you look up at me though. Down on your knees being my good girl so you can get your reward." Wanda pushes her face into my neck, her teeth grazing over my skin as she moans against it slightly.

"You really know how to get me going with just your words baby." She sucks on my pulse point and my hands on her hips tighten as she sinks her teeth into it, a small moan leaves my lips and I feel Wanda smirks against my skin as she soothes it with her tongue.

"Well, if my words so easily get you off I'm a little worried I might destroy you today." Wanda moves her head so her lips are grazing mine. 

"Well it's a good thing I'm sokovian and can take it." 

"I guess it is." She goes to kiss me but I pull away earning a whimper from the woman. "I do actually want to make cupcakes though so you are going to have to wait." 

"Really." Wanda whines. "In this?" Ahe gestures to her very revealing outfit. 

"Yes. I get to cook sweet treats with my sexy as fuck girlfriend as she wears her best that she has only just worn in front of me. Now for holding back on me I am going to tease the fuck out of you until you are begging me to take you right here on the kitchen counter." My finger goes into the band of her underwear pulling it back and allowing it to snap against her skin causing her to gasp. "So tell me baby girl why have you been keeping this a secret from me?" 

"I wanted to wear it for you on Monday, as a surprise for our one month but we started in the shower and I really didn't want to get it wet." I bring my mouth to her ear.

"Well unless that wetness is from you." I nibble at her ear lobe before pulling away from.her body completely still in absolute awe at the sight of her. 

"Cupcakes baby."

"Hmm princess?" Lost in the sight of her.

"I said let's make cupcakes." 

"Oh right yeah."

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"Okay so here is the sifter. We are going to pour the cocoa powder into it and you're going to sift it for me." 

I hand Wanda the sifter as I move to stand behind her making sure my front is not pressed too much to her back. My hands snake down her, pressing them against the counter as my lips move to suck on her ear lobe. Her breath hitches as I pull it down with my teeth and push my fingers in the gaps between hers. 

I let go of her hands so she can grab the two items and look at me expectantly as she holds them in front of her. I slide an empty bowl in front of her, putting it on the scales and putting it on zero. She gets the hint and starts pouring the powder into the sifter slowly. She puts the bag of powder down and starts slowly shaking the sifter. I put my hand over hers and start to hit the sifter so more falls through. 

Wanda turns to smile up at me but all I can look at is the way her breasts bounce slightly with each hit of the sifter. Her lips come in contact with my jaw as her back arches, showing off her cleavage more. I don't stop her in time as she pushes her hips backwards and she drops the sifter as cocoa powder goes everywhere. 

"Baby." Her voice is sultry as she wiggles her hips impossibly closer, her hand moving behind her as she feels the bulge under my sweatpants. 

"What's up baby girl?" She moans as I push her against the counter trapping her between it and me, her hands brace herself on the counter.

"Please baby." I raise my eyebrows in slightly surprise as I bring my lips back down to her ears. 

"Begging me already?" 

"Baby I don't think you know what you do to me. And you plus that, fuck I could get off just at the thought of you fucking into me with it." 

"What about the cupcakes?"She groans but her hands on the counter push everything to the side.

"I'm not really hungry for cupcakes." I weave my hand through her hair tugging it harshly backwards, her head landing against my shoulder and the moan that leaves her lips is dirty. 

"Guess it's a good thing I'm not hungry either then." 

"What happened to teasing me?" She asks with a smirk as I start leaving wet misses down her neck as her hips push against mine again.

"You look too fucking good not to fuck into oblivion. Now bend over."

Wanda moans at my words as I let go of her hair and she bends down so her front is resting on the counter. My hands rest on the back of her thighs as I lean my front against her back making sure to push my hips upwards so she can feel the bulge against her core, a small moan parting her lips. I rest my head on her shoulder. 

"Is this okay?" My fingers start lightly tracing up and down her thighs.

"Yes...please." She breathes out huskily. 

"Do you remember the color system?" 

"Green for keep going, yellow for slow down and red for stop."

"And if you're gagged." She moans at the insinuation.

"Three taps anywhere on your body."

"Good girl. Now color." I bring my hand down hard against her butt cheeks, her body jolting forward at the force a gasp leaves her lips before turning into a moan as I massage the cheek to ease the pain.

"Gr...fuck...green." With that I bring my other hand down to her other cheek. Her hands clench into fists as she moans against the counter, her head turning to look over her shoulder as she watches me bring my hand back down. The moan she lets out bounces around the walls and her eyes have hardly any color left. 

I move my hands to push under the hem of her underwear, pushing it down her legs slowly. I allow it to drop down her legs once I reach her thighs, Wanda kicking it off her feet as she continues to watch me as I remove my sweatpants. The slither of color that was in her eyes is no longer there as she sees I have no underwear on and the strap brushes against her core as I step forward. 

I bend down, my hands rubbing up and down the inside of her thighs as my lips make contact with the small of her back. I leave kisses along the bottom of her back before moving them to her left butt cheek where I carefully nip at the skin, pulling it between my teeth. 

"Oh baby." I look up at Wanda as she rests her head on her arm against the counter.

I soothe the sore with my tongue dragging up her cheek before biting the space between her back and the top of her butt at her hips rut backwards to try and gain more friction. I trail my tongue across her back and down to her right butt cheek and once again sink my teeth into the sensitive skin.

"Baby please." Wanda mules as I soothe it once again with my tongue, slowly trailing it all the way up her spines before my.lips rest by her ears.

"What is it you want, baby girl?" 

"You….inside." Her words are interrupted by a moan as I slowly start to move my hips to the strap runs through her folds and I groan at the sound of how wet she is. 

"My god baby you sound so wet for me." I move my hands down as I take away the strap, earning a whine. My hand cups her core and I moan into her ear at how wet she is as I run my hand through her folds. 

"Baby please." I remove my hand from her core using the wetness I've collected to lube up the toy.

 I rub two fingers back through her folds a couple times and her back arches against the counter. I moan at the sight of my coated fingers. I grab Wanda's hair in my free hand tugging her head so it tilts backwards, Wanda moans at the action. I bring my fingers to her mouth, pushing my fingers past her lips. 

"Suck." Wanda moans around my fingers as her tongue starts working around them pulling them further into her mouth as she sucks the wetness off. I let go of her hair, moving that hand down to line the toy up with Wanda's entrance distracting her from my movements as I push my fingers in more causing her to gag slightly and her eyes roll to the back of her head for a second.

"Good girl." 

Wanda moans against my finger when I push the strap into her without warning and go for quick rough thrusts. Her body moves against the counter in time with my thrusts as I pull the toy out before slamming it back in and Wanda lets out a guttural moan. I pull my fingers out of her mouth, lacing my hand through her hair as my other one lands another slap on her left bytt cheek.

"Color?"

"Green." She moans out in the room as I change my pace, speeding up and deciding to keep the toy in her instead of pulling out. 

"Fuck. You look so good like this princess." My hands land on her hips, pulling them back each time I thrust allowing the strap to move in deeper.

"Oh my...fuck….Y/n!" Wanda looks over her shoulder, mouth hanging low as her eyes close tightly as I continue my thrusts. "Please don't stop. Fuck, fuck. I'm so close."

"You going to cum for me princess?" Wanda turns her head back around, resting the side of it against the counter as her arms stretch out in front of her.

"Please. You feel so good. Can I cum?" 

"Cum for me Princess. Be a good girl and cum all over my cock." 

"Fuck." Wanda's back arches, her hands pushing against the counter as her head lifts off of it with a pleasurable grimace. A pornagraphic moan leaves her lips as something snaps inside her and orgasm hits her like a freight train as her hips buck involuntarily against the toy. Her arousal coats the toy and some even drips down her thighs as I continue to pump into her, slowing down my thrusts to help her through her high. 

"You okay princess?" I slowly pull the toy out, Wanda gasping at the empty feeling as she nods her head at my question. 

I move my hands from her hips to gently rub up and down her sides to try and help her come down a little as her whole body rises and falls with her quick, heavy breaths. She grumbles against the counter for a couple of seconds before turning to look at me through half-lidded eyes. 

"I'm okay baby." 

"You up for another round?" Wanda takes her lips between her teeth at my question. 

"What about the cupcakes?" I snake my hand up her body before wrapping my fingers tentatively around her neck giving it a small squeeze as I pull her body upwards so it is flush with mine.

"What cupcakes?" I see a snarky comment on the tip of Wanda's tongue so squeeze my fingers a little tighter causing her breath to hitch. Her eyes flick to mine.

"What cupcakes."  I smirk down at her.

"Good girl." I slowly pull Wanda with me as I walk backwards, my hand remains steady on her throat, her eyes flicking to mine then to my arm and back to me. 

I spin us around, pushing her body against the doorframe of the kitchen her eyes manage to look in mine with minimal effort as she is still in her heels. Wanda's hands drop to the strap and tugs on it pulling me closer to her and I let out a small huff of air trying not to laugh.

"Desperate are we?" Wanda takes her lip between her teeth nodding up at me with dark eyes. "Turn around."

"W-what?" I bend down slightly, bringing my lips to graze over Wanda's. 

"Turn around baby girl, front against the door frame. Hands stay on the frame. No moving. Do you understand?" 

"Fuck, yes." Wanda's head tilts backwards as her breathing starts to pick up before she turns around resting her cheek against the wooden frame of the door. 

Her knuckles slowly turn white with the hold she has on it. My hand is still on her neck so I use it to pull her head back against my shoulder, my other hand moving to once again line the toy up with her entrance. 

"Color." 

"Please." Wanda whines when I don't give in, but instead bring my hand down once again on her butt cheek causing her head to tilt towards mine moaning against my jaw.

"Color baby girl."

"Green. Please, green. Just get it in there already." I Tilt my head down our lips meeting in an eager kiss as Wanda’s hips start rolling against the strap trying to get some friction. 

"So impatient." I smirk as I trail my lips down her jaw, once again giving her neck a squeeze. 

"So cocky." She husks out as my teeth sink into her pulse point causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head. 

"Well how else am I meant to fuck you so good that you can't walk properly the next day."

I slowly insert the toy into her entrance starting either slow thrusts as I bring the toy all the way out before pushing it back in. Wanda turns her head so her lips are against my jaw as she moans at my movements. 

"How else am I meant to make you scream my name so much you lose your voice? How else am I meant to make you feel so full that you still want more? How else am I meant to make you feel so good, you see stars, your mind goes blank as your back arches so much that it nearly snaps?" 

"You always make me feel so good." Wanda moans as I start to increase my pace as her body rocks up and down the door frame, I push my body against hers more completely trapping her and allowing the toy to push in at a new angle. 

"I wish I could feel the way you tighten around me with every thrust. I wish I could feel you as your cum over my cock." Wanda lets out a guttural moan as I squeeze her neck and push in harder. 

"Fuck daddy." Wanda's eyes spring open and I see the panic in her eyes, but I bring my lips to her ears keeping my thrusts steady.

"Does daddy make you feel good?" I smirk as Wanda’s eyes roll to the back of her head as it slams against my shoulder as I start thrusting into her at a brutal pace and roughly.

Her continuous moans fill the room, not allowing her a chance to speak as I continue my movements. My hand is still squeezing around her neck, but I am making sure it's not so tight it will leave a mark but it's tight enough for her to enjoy the feeling. I start to struggle thrusting into her and it gives me an indication she is getting close, her hands hand onto the door frame for dear life as her body jolts with every thrust.

"Are you going to cum for me princess?" 

"Please." She moans into the air as my other hand holds her hips steady helping with my thrusts.

"Cum for me Wanda. Show daddy just how good I make you feel."

With a guttural moan I feel Wanda’s arousal drip down the toy and down my own legs as her hips buck harshly. Her back arches beautifully away from my body; her chest, which is still in a bra, touches the frame. One of her hands shoots from the doorframe to the back of my neck as she moans against my jaw, the feeling of it all causes me to moan. 

My hands move to her hips as they continue to gently buck the toy moving inside of her gently, before I lift her hips and slowly remove the toy. Wanda leans all her body weight against mine as her hand lets go of the doorframe to rest on mine that's still on her hip. My thumbs rub gently circles at the back of her hips as her breathing starts to slow down and her eyes flutter open to look up at me. 

"Fucking hell Y/n. I mean goddamn. Just wow." Wanda's hand lets go of my neck to wipe the baby hairs of her forehead. 

"How are you feeling?" 

"Like I can take another round." I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" Wanda bites her lip nodding at me. "Okay. Get that cute butt upstairs." 

Wanda doesn't waste a second before scurrying upstairs, but before I follow her I grab her underwear and dressing gown knowing for a fact if I didn't we would forget about it. When I enter the room, I drop the items in my hand as Wanda is sitting on the edge of the bed, on her knees, with her legs spread apart as her hands scratch at her thighs. I kick the door closed behind me and make my way over to the draw where we put our naughty stuff. 

I hold up Wanda's pair of favourite handcuffs, well they are our only pair, and the silk tie she seemed to like having between her teeth. I hang them over the top of the mirror beckoning Wanda over with the wiggle of my finger. She crawls along the bed on all fours until she is at the edge where she sits back on her knees.

"Come here baby girl. Come make daddy feel good."

I see a spark go off in Wanda's eyes as she slides her legs off the bed walking over to me as she sways her hips. She stands behind me wrapping her arms around my waist as her front is flush against my back. Her head moves to rest on the outside of my arm and she looks up at me through the mirror.

"What do you want me to do?" She asks it so sweetly it almost makes me forget that she is being submissive.

"On your knees in front of me."

 Wanda moves around me, her hands dragging around my waist then down my legs as she moves to kneel, my eyes flick down to her cleavage then to her feet where I see her still in her heels.

"Go sit on the bed for a second baby, feet in the ground." Wanda scrunches her brows but compiles.

I move over to the bed where her hands are resting on the edge either side of her waist, her heeled feet resting on the floor. I stand above her tilting her head upwards with my finger and thumb, and I see a look of confusion, worry and maybe a little disappointment.

"Princess, I just want you to be comfortable." I bring my lips down to hers in a sweet kiss and when she smiles against my lips I move them along her jaw and down her neck.

Her hands weave through my hairs as she throws her head back with a moan as I suck and nip on her soft spots. I kiss a trail down to her bra biting at it with my teeth as I move my hands to hold onto her thighs, my fingers and thumbs digging into her skin. 

"Take it off." I mumble against her sternum and I feel Wanda’s hands leave my head as she begins to fumble with her bra straps. 

Her hands land back in my hair and I move my mouth back down to her bra pulling it off with my teeth. I look up at her as I pull my body away from hers to get the bra off her arms, her eyes looking back in mine showing nothing but lust. I drop the bra on the floor, moving my lips down to the top of her left thigh. A moan against her skin as her soaking wet core is directly in my eye line, causing Wanda’s hips to buck with the sensation. 

I trail a line of kisses down her leg all the way to the top of her heel, before kissing my way back up and pulling the heel off with my hands. I breathe hot air onto her sensitive core causing her to grab onto my hair and try and get me where she wants me. I laugh against the skin of her other thigh when I don't give her what she wants and a whine passes her lips.

"Tut, tut." I move against her skin as I start kissing down her leg. "My good girl is being a little impatient." 

"Please daddy." I feel a pool of my own wetness between my thighs at her words. God I never knew she had a daddy kink, heck I didn't even know I had one. 

"Patience baby girl, daddy will look after you." I slide the other heel off and stand back up, taking a few steps back towards the mirror. "On your knees." 

Wanda doesn't waste another second before kneeling in front of me looking between me and the strap that's currently in front of her. She licks her lips as I weave my hand through her hair, tugging on it to get her to look up at me.

"Take it off for me Princess."

"Yes daddy." Wanda's hands fumbles with the harness, only taking a few seconds before she holds it out to the side of us and drops it on the floor. 

"You're such a good girl for me aren't you, princess?" Wanda nods her head.

"Can I make you feel good daddy?" I smile down at the woman on her knees.

"Go ahead baby girl."

Wanda doesn't waste another minute before moving her mouth to my core, her tongue running through my folds collecting my wetness that has been building up. She moves her mouth to wrap around my clit, a moan leaves my lips as I pull on Wanda's hair to get her closer to where I need her. She moans at the action as she pushes a finger into my entrance and starts thrusting it in and out quickly.

I throw my head back moaning loudly as she slides another finger into my entrance humming against my throbbing clit as her tongue rolls over it. I tug at her hair again, wanda's moan vibrating through my whole core while I gasp in surprise at her teeth grazing over the hardened nub. Her fingers start curling on random thrusts, and I look down to her when I feel her pull her face away to see her already looking at me with my juices all over her chin.

"Cum for me daddy." I let out a guttural moan as I'm thrown into my orgasm as Wanda bites down on the inside of my thigh as she curls her fingers for a final time. 

I take a small step back, my hands gently weaving through Wanda's hair who lick her lips humming at the taste of me. She brings her hand up to wipe at her chin, before pushing them past her lips, licking every last bit of me off her face. I pull on her hair gently and her hands move to hold my hips as she stands up. I smile down at Wanda as she is now back to her normal height as she has to tilt her head back to look up at me. I bend down to pull her into a kiss, our lips dancing together as I push my tongue past her lips. When air becomes necessary I part our lips leaning our foreheads together. 

"Turn around to face the mirror for me Princess." Wanda bounces excitedly on her feet as she turns around and I lean across to grab the tie and handcuffs. 

Wanda watches me closely as I weave one of the cuffs through the swirled design of the frame of the mirror. I turn around holding one hand put for Wanda to take and when she does I let her walk in front of me. I push my front to her back, snaking my hands down her arms till wrapping my hands around her wrists. I move her hands into the air pushing them against the top of the mirror palm flat to the glass and make my way next to her as I drop my hands from her wrists. 

I grab her right hand, lifting it up to the handcuff and pulling it around her wrist, pulling it tighter than I did last time because of her reaction in the treehouse. Her moan makes me smirk as I look at her through the mirror seeing her press her thighs together. I stroke my hand up her arm and around her neck as I walk around the back of her and to her other side. I lift up her wrist wrapping with the handcuff making sure it is just as tight as the other one. 

I grab the tie from the mirror and roll it  up as I face Wanda, who is shuffling on her feet with her lip between her teeth as she stares at me with her lust filled eyes. She opens her mouth already ready, but when I use my finger and thumb to close it her pupils become slightly smaller and I see a slither of green. 

"Your hands can't move and you are going to be gagged, so use your feet to tap my leg or stop the ground if you need me to stop. You understand?" She nods her head.

"I understand baby." 

"Okay princess. Open." Her eyes darken once again as she opens her mouth and I place the tie in which she slowly bites down on. "Is it okay?"

Nod. 

"Good girl." My hand strokes her cheek. "Now let daddy look after you." 

Her feet shuffle on the floor slightly as I drag a finger around to her back and down her spine. I see her watching me mirror as I walk over to the strap, taking it into the ensuite and grabbing something to wipe it off and give it a quick clean off. I hear Wanda whine from the other room smirking to myself as I decide that it is clear and safe to use. I put the harness on and walk back into the bedroom and Wanda moans into the tie pulling at the handcuffs that rattle against the metal frame of the mirror as she sees me walking in. 

"Look at you baby girl. So desperate for daddy's cock huh?" 

Wanda nods frantically, her head tilting backwards as her eyes raking over my still only half naked body. I finally pull my shirt off and Wanda whines into the tie at the sight of my braless torso. I stand behind Wanda, hands on her hips as my lips meet the back of her neck and slowly trail small kisses along it to her shoulder. I look at her in the mirror when I hear the rattle of the cuffs against the metal and see Wanda with a pleading look in her eyes. 

I press my teeth into the skin of her shoulder, not hard enough to cause any pain or leave her mark but enough that her body squirms a little at the feeling. I drag my hands up the front of her body until I am cupping her breasts and start to gently massage them. Her head tilts back against my shoulder, since I bending down to match her height, I watch as her hands clench and I clench as her arms pull back at the sudden pressure. 

I drag my teeth back along the top of her shoulders until they meet the base of her neck where I nip at the skin a little more harshly making sure to mark her as mine. I watch in the mirror as her eyes roll to the back of her head, while instantly pinching her hard nipples between my fingers and thumbs. She moans into the tie as her hips buck a couple of times and the toy rubs against her core which causes her back to arch away from my body. 

I move my lips to just below her ear where I know it's most sensitive for her, starting to wind her up as I suck and kiss at the skin. My eyes never leave the mirror watching how she reacts to every little thing I do. I keep my teasing lips against her neck as I slowly drag one of my hands down her front towards her core. As soon as my hand cups her core I moan into her ear, my fingers drenched in her wetness as her hips sink down to gain some friction. 

"My, my, my baby girl. So desperate. So wet. So ready for me to be inside you." I use my feet to spread her legs further apart giving me the best view in the house of my hand against her core. 

"Look at yourself, princess. Look how wet I make you just from tying up. My perfect princess all ready for me to fuck. Isn't that right?"

Wanda eyes flutter open, moving her head off her shoulder as she looks at our bodies in the mirror and a loud moan hardly being muffled by the tie vibrates through her body. She tugs her hands once more in desperation and I let out a small laugh, her head turns to look up at me. Her eyes practically begging me at this point. I give in not wanting to torture her for much longer.

"I've got you baby girl. Just let daddy do all the work." Her head falls back against my shoulder, eyes slamming shut, another moan slips past the tie as push two fingers into her entrance without warning.

I move them quickly and roughly inside her, her whole body moving against mine and I moan in her ear at all the skin on skin contact. I feel her walls flutter for just a second, her hips bucking as I bring my other hand down to play with her clit. Her back arches away from my body, her head the only thing that stays in contact with me as I add a third finger. Her knuckles are white with how hard her fists are clenching. Wanda's walls  flutter around my 3 fingers as her back snaps back against my front for a second. 

However, it instantly arches forward again as her walls suffocate my fingers and her arousal covers my hand and wrist, while also rushing down her leg. The moan she lets out is guttural and the tie is doing hardly anything to muffle them at this point as her hips roll against my hand. I slow down my thrusts getting softer and softer with them each time before I feel her walls relax and her back collapses against my front. 

I pull my fingers out, dragging them up Wanda's bare front smiling when I see her small ab muscles twitch at the feeling. I bring my arousal coated hand up to her neck wrapping my wet fingers around it giving it a slight squeeze.

"Open your eyes baby girl." Not a second later Wanda is looking me in the eye through the mirror. I don't say anything as I slide the hand back down, Wanda watching it as it disappears behind her back. Before she can even give me a questioning glance her body almost jumps forward as I push the strap into her still soaking entrance. 

"You okay." I let her make the decision about continuing and when her hips push backwards, moaning at the feeling of the strap inside her I take it as my que to start. 

I don't let her into it easily and start with hard harsh thrusts pushing her body more towards the mirror. I move an arm over her shoulder, my hand resting against the glass of the mirror while the other arm wraps around Wanda's waist to keep her close to me. Wanda's hot breath that is seeping out of the tie, plus the mix of out body warmth starts to fog up the mirror. When we can no longer see ourselves Wanda takes this as a sign to lean her head back against my shoulder but her head tilted so her muffled moans vibrate straight against my ear. 

It doesn't take long for another orgasm to wash over her, still sensitive from the other 3. I let her calm down for a second but don't stop my thrusts from building her up to a new orgasm quickly as my hand that rests against her waist moves down to play it her clit. I see her shake her head slightly, not really knowing what it means I soften my thrusts and remove my hand from her clit. But when I feel her foot hit me three times all my movements stop, and I look down to see a few tears pricking her eyes. 

"Oh baby girl. You okay?"

I keep my hand on her waist as my other one immediately pulls the tie out of her mouth discarding it on the floor, before it quickly undoes the handcuffs. I'm glad I kept my other arm around her waist because her body falls back into mine, her knees buckling below her a little as she tries to steady herself now she doesn't have anything to hold onto with. 

"Princess?" A little worried since she hasn't replied and a few years are now rolling down her cheeks. I let out a small breath when her hand lands on top of mine stroking her thumb over my knuckles.

"I'm okay." Her voice is shaky and husky.

"You have tears falling down your face princess, are you sure you're okay?"

"I am. Just feeling a little sensitive, hence the tears." I hum in acknowledgement as I pull us over to the bed, I sit on the edge and Wanda turns around to face me resting her arms on my shoulders and her forehead against mine. My hands land on her hips to keep her upright as I see her legs shake beneath her. 

"Lay down princess. I will use a cloth to sort you out and you can have a bath later." She simply nods moving out of my hold before falling face first into the bed with a giggle. I flip her over, and her hand immediately cups my cheek. 

"Hi baby." She smiles cutely at me.

"Hi princess. Get yourself comfy and we can sort you out." Wanda nods before using her arms to lift her body up the bed. 

I only leave the room for a minute or so, making sure the cloth is soft and the perfect temperature, but by the time I get back in I see Wanda cuddling my pillow trying her best to fight off sleep as she smiles tiredly at me. I carefully sit next to her, wiping up everything I can and making sure she is okay everytime she winces slightly. 

I put the cloth back into the ensuite before climbing into bed with Wanda, pulling the covers over the both of us. Her body gravitated towards mine, her leg swinging over mine as well as her arms and her head resting on my chests. She leaves a small peck on the side of my boob as her fingers gently trace around them, not for anything sexual but because the skin contact and movement is comforting to her. 

"You comfy bug?" Wanda simply nods against my chest, yawning while she does. "Get some sleep. I will wake you up in a few hours, but get some rest." 

I got to move but Wanda pushes her hand flat against my chest, as she mumbles against it. "Stay?"

"Always. I was just going to close the curtains."

"No don't move, you're comfy. Just pull the covers over my head."

"Uh, are you sure? I know how you hate them being around your neck." Her finger starts drawing patterns against my chest again.

"Yeah, with you I know I'm safe just please don't move."

"Okay I won't." 

"I love you." She whispers into my chest as I pull the covers up to the top of my chest and I feel her relax against my body more.

"I love you too princess. Sleep well."

"I always do with you." 

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[kingofthe-egirls]

TEXT ME: SHOYO x Y/N (part 4)

series

(cw: ballet!reader, reader is in college studying ballet, Shoyo is back from Brazil, kissing, tit play, romantic sex)

(a/n: like my status if u caught my waiting for godot reference. also this is so romantic i loved this)

words: 831

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Your college apartment is scattered with clothes and dirty dishes. (You’re swamped with homework, okay?)

It’s comfy and cozy, with a rose pink couch and scuffed-up coffee table.

Shoyo lies on top of you, kissing you into oblivion. He hums against your lips, pressing his hips into yours.

“Miss me, pretty girl?”

Shoyo had been away for two years, playing in Brazil. You’d started studying ballet at college: learning history, techniques, everything. Your life is saturated in dance, and your body is usually sore. But your skills are improving, and auditions for the school’s next production are coming. They doing the classic: Swan Lake. You want a solo. You want Odette.

But that’s another story.

Now, Shoyo is on top of you, asking if you missed him.

“Of course!” You say, whining as you arch up into him. Shoyo smiles, wicked sparkle in his amber eyes.

“Good,” he says, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose, “You better.”

You giggle as he nuzzles your nose.

His voice is raspy, cheeks red in hazy pleasure. Your greedy hands find their way beneath his t-shirt; this is the first makeout sesh you both have has since Shoyo returned. You squeeze his abs, lips parted as a gasp escapes you.

He is sculpted.

Shoyo smiled deviously as he lets you grope his muscles.

“Like that, sweetheart?”

“Mhmm!” You nod happily as you move to squeezing his biceps.

Shoyo snickers.

He ruts his hips into yours. Impatient.

“Want ya,” he says, raspy. His skin is rosy and his smile is syrupy. He demonstrates his want again, pressing his clothed erection against your core. “Missed ya so bad, baby.”

“Missed you too,” you gasp. You grab his face, bringing your mouths together for a hot, messy kiss. “Want you,” you say.

Shoyo’s eyes darken, and his own greedy hands work their way below your shirt. He fondles at your tits, calloused hands strong and warm. “So sexy f’me…,” his whispers, lifting your shirt over your breasts. You’re not wearing a bra: your chest is exposed to his hungry gaze.

He leans down, starting to kiss your skin. His lips are perfect.

He teases you.

Shoyo’s body fits against yours like a warm, weighted blanket. He’s familiar: solid, heavy, warm. Tethering.

He snickers at the sounds you make.

“Sho!” You gasp impatiently, arching up against him, “Want you, now!”

Shoyo lets out a groan, lifting off of you to tug his own shirt off over his head. You lick your lips, and reach out to touch. Shoyo undoes the strings of his sweatpants.

His body is godlike.

It’s sculpted, rosy, and amber-freckled. Shoyo is strong and warm, and when he circles his arms around your waist, making love to you, he is Safe. Home. Harbor.

Him.

“Shoyo,” you whine, arms around his neck, “Love you so much~!”

He nips at your jawline, then moves to smooching down your neck. His cock is safely inside you, deep at your core, as he shows you just how much he missed you.

“Love ya too, baby. Always have—,” he cuts himself off with a heady groan, before hiding his face in your neck. His arms are around you, holding you to him in missionary.

Shoyo thrusts into you slowly, steadily. He’s making love to you in every sense of the word. His time away had grown you into a needy mess: keening and writhing and arching into his grasp.

He’s not much better, whining and gasping in your ear. Your bodies are fit perfectly, soulfully together. Sexting and video calls these past two years were nothing, nothing compared to this. This

rhythm.

That’s the word to describe it: rhythm. Your heartbeats are intertwined: synced and aligned. Ah, how sweetly he loves you, and—

Shoyo.

He cums with a sound an angel might make: heady and heavenly and all, all yours. Fuck.

You’re cumming,

too.

“Shoyo!” You moan, face hidden in his shoulder. He steers you through another orgasm, sex incarnate, as he gasps and moans right along with you. Love, love, love…

“That’s it, that’s it, pretty girl~” He smooches below your ear. Slowly, you both come down.

Air leaves you both in a satisfied sigh. Shoyo pulls out of you, and scoops you up as he stands. You smile, eyes closed, as he carries you to the bathroom. He sets you on the counter, and smooches your cheek before turning on the hot water.

“Hm, pretty girl? Didja like that?” He asks, cheeks all flushed with a sleepy smile. You nod, reaching out to wrap your arms around his neck and bury your fingers in his soft, orange hair. You kiss him, slowly.

“Mm, loved it,” you murmur against his soft lips. He circles his arms around your waist. His kisses are long and languid.

“Love you,” he whispers, voice cracking. His lips brush your cheeks, your jaw, your eyelids. He is murmuring sweet little praises into your skin. He smells like summer.

Like sunshine,

like summer.

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[georgiapeach30513]

Misguided Ghosts, Part 3

Summary:  You and Jake just couldn’t wait anymore

Pairings:  Jake Jensen X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, somnophilia, sex with a ghost, mentions of fingering, unprotected sex, PIV sex, voyeurism, masturbation (M), creampie, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.8K

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You sit up in bed stretching, feeling more sore today than you were yesterday.  Looking over at the cutest little sleeping bean, Jake Jensen, you watch him peacefully sleep.  Yes, the man was beyond hot, but there was also something so adorable about him.  You could spend hours just counting those sweet freckles that crawl over his nose.  Even the patch of dark hair on his cheeks, where he hadn’t shaved yet.  

You want to tell him exactly how you feel, but not at the cost of losing him forever.  You’d suffer in silence if it meant that Jake was still in your life somehow.  

This room felt off, and it had since Jake had turned the picture of Charles around.  You just got the feeling that Charles did not like that, “We’ll put you somewhere else today handsome.”

Charles rolls his eyes when you look back at Jake.  He did not realize he had to deal with a man child as well.  He was goofy.  He could never be the person you needed him to be.  Plus, he was clueless.  It was quite obvious that you made every effort to touch him, and you couldn’t stop smiling at him, while Jake just looked you up and down the minute you turned around.  

She is mine! He growls at no one in particular.  It was infuriating watching you just stare at him.  Your fingers tickle along his arm.  And roam over to his bare stomach where you play with his thick patch of hair.  Tracing along his abs, hoping to wake him up gently.

Jake woke up when you were touching his arm, but he needed to see where this was going.  Desired to just test out how much you would touch him, and you touching his lower stomach was enough to make him cum right there.  

“Jakey,” you sweetly sing as your hand travels up further.  “Jakey Pooh, it’s time to wake up,” it took every bit of self control in him not to get hard.  Your finger caresses over his face, using it almost like a paintbrush over his features, and your body gets even closer.  

“Jakey,” there was a pout on your face.  You used that pitiful voice that made him want to rush to you.  “Jakey, baby, why aren’t you waking up?”

Baby?

Jake melts.  This was the perfect way to wake up.  In one quick movement he rolls himself over your body.  Gazing down at you as your chest heaves with his closeness.  He should do this more often, you looked beautiful at this angle.  He could feel the heat radiating off of your core, you were burning up.  “Jake, what’re you doing?”

“Just waking up, Giggles.  What are we doing today?”

“We could just hang out in bed.  It feels like I haven't seen you in awhile.”

Absolutely not!  I need you to get tired.  I only got to fuck you one time last night, and your dopey friend was jacking off to you in the middle of the night.  Please don’t make me fuck you with him in the bed again.

“But, I also have a new place to put Charles.”

What??

“Good.  The dude is giving me the creeps.  I feel like he’s watching you,” his eyes cast down your body, looking at your protruding nipples, and he wants to take them in his mouth so bad.  

I am watching her.  She’s going to have my babies.  Princess, do not put me somewhere else.  It won’t stop anything.  I can still have you in any part of this fucking house.  Just…where are you taking me?  Put some clothes on!  He’s staring at your ass again.

Bouncing up to pick Charles’ portrait up, you glance back at Jake who scurries out the bed.  Still in nothing but boxers, grabbing up his glasses.  You get the funny feeling that he is looking at your ass, and you hope that he was.  You were pulling out all the stops for Jake just to make a move.  It was like he just wouldn’t take the bait.  You were giving it until the end of the week, and you were going to do something.  Anything.

You put that back! Charles demands as you walk around the formal living room.  Jake yawns, and stretches, watches even more when you lift the picture up, and that shirt of his becomes too small, showing off your tight little panties that hug every one of your soft curves.

I don’t belong down here.  Wait.  Charles doesn’t mind where you seem to be going.  Placing his picture right behind his chair.  That makes perfect sense.  It’s not a bad idea.  It’ll definitely show your nerd just where he belongs.

“Jake, you mind giving me a hand?” Your voice strains as you try to lift the giant picture.  

Coming up behind you.  He wraps his arms around you, lifting the picture up to place on a mantel behind his chair, “Is this the chair I’m not allowed to sit in?” You push your ass into him, because maybe that’s the only way you’re going to feel him like that.  Jake groans at the feeling, but steps back to admire the easy work.

Of course you can’t sit there!  That’s my chair!  You did good, now leave.

“I never wanna leave this place,” Charles stares mouth agape at Jake.  He did not just say that.  This place didn’t want Jake here.

“You don’t have to,” you whisper.  “There’s plenty of space.  Um, I’m going to make us some breakfast.  Why don’t you clean up in here a bit?  Get acquainted with Charles.  He is the man of the house.”

I am.

You need to get out of there and breathe.  It was bold of you to make such a statement, even if you meant every bit of it.  You’d let Jake stay here forever with you.  He could find work anywhere, so it wasn’t too much of a stress.

“Do you think she likes me?” Jake looks back at Charles while he picks up a few random things in the living room. Grabbing up a feather duster, he starts dusting off the shelves.

No, I don’t. I think she just wants to fuck you.  She loves me.  That’s my princess.

“I’ve had the biggest crush on her forever.  There’s never anything serious with those other girls.  It’s like a date, but they’re not her,” he steps closer to the painting, swearing he saw something.

Ugh, you’re insufferable.  Should have fucked her.  Now all she feels is me.

“You’re not so creepy down here.  Maybe this is your element,” Jake steps a bit closer, dusting the portrait off a bit.  “I just got the feeling you probably heard what we were doing last night.  I couldn’t help it.  She’s having some vivid dreams, clearly, and…”

BOO! Charles makes his face be visible to Jake as he pops his head out of the portrait.  Jake falls onto the floor screeching, scooting back to get away from the ghost.  Ridiculous.  Did you see a ghost?

“Is that what you are?” Oh bother.  He forgot to turn that back off again.  “You have been watching her!  Those are her private moments.  You can’t…have you touched her?  Is that why she’s so horny, and…you bastard!”

Ugh.  Charles walks off, leaving Jake to bumble up at the portrait.  Stupid humans.  They think we’re always going to be there.  Now, where is my Princess?  I need her to be good and sleepy.  Get her away from Jake.

You give a big yawn, struggling just to keep your eyes open.  Hadn’t even made it to lunch, and you needed a nap.  Eyes rolling in the back of your head, and more than once, your jerking had briefly woke you up.  “Why don’t you take a nap?” Jake asks sweetly, rolling a bit of paint up the wall.  “I’ll finish here, and then join you in a bit.”

“You’re sure?” Another yawn.  Your body sways back and forth as you almost fall asleep standing up.

“I’m positive.  Sleep.  Now.  Go!”

Oh she’s going to be going.  And coming. Charles deviously follows you into the room.  Already you were having sinful little thoughts about Jake running through your head.  You needed some relief.  The constant flirting and closeness was making you a wreck.

You lay down tummy first onto the bed.  Good girl.  Now, ass up.  Lifting up your ass, you pull down your leggings leaving you exposed to Charles.  Look at you, swollen and puffy, you are in need of a heavy fucking.  You’re ready for me to fill you with my seed.  

He steps closer, running his hand through your glistening folds, and you let out a wanton moan.  Quiet.  You wouldn’t want Jake to see you fucking air, would you?  Your body pushes back into his fingers, and you whine for more of a stretch.  Eyes completely closed, while you have the best wet dream about you and Jake.

Charles lets his slacks fall to the floor before he shoves himself into your warmth.  You made him feel more alive.  Letting your tight tunnel get adjusted to his width, before he grabs firmly onto your hips.  Driving himself in your wet heat over and over again.  Your voice sings out the mumbled praises as he works your body.  Just like that Princess.  Just like that.

Hearing your sounds, Jake needs to check on you.  Maybe he could possibly offer you some assistance.  But when he opens the door to see you on all fours, and your pussy looking all spread and delectable.  Your body throws itself back over and over again, and you were in a deep dream, causing you to fuck air.  “Jake!  Feels so good!”

“Oh,” Jake palms himself over his pants watching your beautiful body.  “You like that?  What am I doing to you?”

Son of a bitch! Charles growls, fucking into you harder.  He had to get off, and you were just too loud.  Normally he wouldn’t care, they were such sweet sounds.  But you kept saying his name.  He’s typically pissed, but each time you squealed out Jake’s name, your walls clench down tight around his cock, and it felt too good for him to complain.  Yes!  Fuck yes!

Jake pulls his cock out, and strokes it with the speed that you're rocking.  “I will feel you the right way, Giggles.  You clearly want it just as bad.”

No she doesn’t.  I’m fulfilling what she needs.

He’s not sure why he didn’t act sooner, because you were needy.  Your back arching, and you were taking him to the root.  The way that Jake would perfectly fill you up, making you whimper his name at the violent stretch.

“I’m gonna cum.”

No, I am!

“Cum with me, sweetheart.  You feel so amazing,” he grips his cock tighter when he sees your pussy clench down on nothing.  Your moans become more screams as you almost reach your peak.  “Fuuuuck!” Jake spurts his load out into the room, while some drips down to his hand.  He can almost see how sexy you would look as his spunk drips out of you.

You ruin everything.

“Tonight, I’m done waiting.  I think you are, too.”

“Giggles, I think we need to talk,” Jake squeaks as he starts to speak.  His boxers dangerously low when he pulls down the covers.  

“Okay.”

Here we go.  Go on tell her how you’ve let her hump your fucking leg, and how you’ve fingered her in her sleep.  Or better yet, how you were masturbating and staring at her cunt.  Go on.  I’m sure this is going to go well.

“You know I love you,” your head tilts to the side, and you give him a warm smile.  

This isn’t the way I thought this would go.  Why are you lying?

“And I know we’ve been friends for a long time.  And I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, but…I’m in love with you.”

“What?” What? You softly whisper, and your smile gets bigger.  “Really?”

“Yes, really.  And…I didn’t just come out here to help you out, and I’m being too formal, but I just — well, this is new, and it’s scary.  And I can,” you press your lips softly against Jake’s, and he pulls you tighter to him.  Those thick arms holding you tight, and you start walking the two of you to the bed, “We don’t…no rush.”

“Jake, we’ve had about five years of foreplay.  I’ve wanted to feel you for a long time, I know you won’t hurt me.  I love you.”

“Well in that case,” he pulls your shirt over your head, and glances down at your naked breasts.  His hands start to knead the pillowy swells, and the both of you pull each other’s underwear down.  

Your hand already going to stroke his giant cock, and Jake places his fingers in your heat.  You were tight.  This was going to be amazing seeing you take him for the first time.  Sitting down on the bed, Jake wraps his arm around your back, and all but throws you higher up the mattress.  Crawling in between your thighs, before settling over you.  

Your hand gently grabs him, and you guide him to your entrance.  Yelping when his blunt tip breaks through.  Jake slowly sinks deeper, until he’s fully sheathed and staring down at you.  “I have been oddly horny lately.  Must be because you're here.”

“Shh, don’t speak.  Don’t — shit, this…this is everything,” Jake was very much aware of how horny you were.  He’s seen it and felt it with his own eyes.

“Jake?”

“No, I’ve wanted this.  Fucked my own hand a few times thinking about this.  Dammit, it’s not creepy, masturbating is normal.”

Not when you’re watching her get fucked by a ghost.

“Me, too.”

He knows.  He heard you earlier screaming his name.  This is lame.  Fuck her!

Jake’s fists go on either side of your head to balance himself, caging you in, and this was everything you had ever dreamed of.  And he slowly pulls himself out, before crashing back in, leaving you a wreck at the funny feeling deep in your stomach.  Turning to the side, you softly kiss up his arm, before looking back at him.  “I know this is the first time, but it won’t be the last.  Please, just fuck me.”

“Right.  Okay.  Got it,” he was hoping to loosen you up, and eventually get you there, but you were wanting it.  He hammers down into you, and you start to see stars.  He was so deep.  You swear you feel him in your throat with every pound into you.  

This isn’t fair!  I have to wait until she’s asleep or half asleep.  Even Charles can’t deny the desperately loving looks the two of you were giving each other.  You even have to take off Jake's glasses as they start to fog up.  You wanted him to see everything.  

Charles glances in the mirror, getting a different angle, when he gets the most devious idea.  He will just have to possess Jake.  Show you exactly the best way to fuck, and then his seed will definitely take.  It may be one third of a ghostling baby, but whatever it took.  I’ll give you this one time.  Next time, we’re both fucking her.

“Jake!” You scream as your body starts to heat up.  You wanted him to fuck you for the rest of your life.  Jake knew what he was doing.  His hips slam into yours, and you cry out his name again.  You thought you were sore this morning, you’re going to be sore for a long time to come, because you were greedy for Jake’s cock.  You didn’t care if it was just falling asleep while you cockwarmed him, you always wanted him in there.  “Jake!”

“I know!  Fuck, you’re so tight.  Got me in a vice grip.”

“Then we rest and do it again,” you plead as your fingers scratch down his back.  “And again, and again.”

“Yes, snacks, then fuck.”

“All night.”

“All night, Giggles.”

And with me.  We’re going to have you swollen with my — our hybrid babies.  You’ll get to gaze into my eyes like his.  Now quit looking at him so lovingly.  It can’t be that good.

But it was.  It was perfect, and all you had ever dreamed up.  Your gut tightens up, and even Jake’s balls start to constrict.  Racing for both of your releases, and even his pelvis stimulates your clit perfectly.  It was a lot.  All of it, and then some.  Perfect, and it was Jake.  

Keeping your eyes locked on each other right as your walls hold him in a vice grip.  Squeezing him so tight, and he spurts deep into your womb.  His warmth is the perfect thing for your abused hole.  You didn’t know that you have been used quite like you have, but this was heaven.  It was perfect, and it was Jake.

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[leaveherwildliketheflowers]

Midnight Thought Purge:

M's diaper rash will be the death of me. It's been going strong for nearly 6 weeks and nothing we are doing is working. So many doctors appointments and no one can find a solution. Today the dermatologist asked if either me or Hubs has herpes that she could have contacted at birth. Um, no ma'am 😑

The dermatologist also said that it could be my diet, though she thinks that is more of a stretch. She mentioned that I could cut dairy and gluten out of my diet and see if that helps. My head is spinning on that but Hubs shut it down immediately. We both know that opens a dangerous door.

I am slowly getting back into an exercise routine and it is both invigorating and draining. Between exercise and breast feeding my body is doing some serious work. It's taking a lot to keep up with the energy I'm expending.

My core is sore as hell. It feels like someone put my abs through a shredder.

I currently have a love hate relationship with my body. Body image is shit but I am trying to appreciate what it's doing for me and my daughter.

One week post IUD insertion and some heavy bleeding has started. Is it a period? Is it just irregular bleeding? I have no idea. Will probably reach out to my OB tomorrow just to be safe.

I'm next level tired. M's crying has increased dramatically for apparently no reason (though it could be the aforementioned rash) and her nonstop screaming triggers something in me that I can't place. I'm getting better at coping with it but I often feel like I'm losing my mind. I'm gaining a lot of patience in this season.

I love my little bug more than life. I was in tears tonight just thinking about how much she has grown. She doesn't fit as comfortably on my chest anymore because she is so long 😭

Postpartum is hard. Adjusting to motherhood is hard. Realizing that I'm not the same person anymore is hard. I'm learning to deal with the guilt of not enjoying every moment of this phase. After everything I have been through I thought I would love it all. How could I not when this is all I ever longed for? As it turns out I can appreciate the journey while also struggling through the adjustment. Tough realization.

I miss my twins so much. My heart aches for them in new ways. I wish M got to know them. Would they have her blue eyes, just like their daddy? Would they share the adorable fake sneeze that M has? Would they make the same sassy facial expressions? Would they be as captivated when I sang to them? I'll never know but damn I really wish I did.

[searchofs0ul]

I’ve been working on a body recomposition for the past two months or so.

My weight started increasing gradually over the last year, and at my heaviest I came in at 179.3 on March 20. This is very high for my body. I wasn’t comfortable in my clothes, nothing fit, my stomach always hurt, I looked like shit.

I did a ton of research and came up with a workout regime to follow weekly alongside a nutrition / meal plan specific to my goals. It took some time, listening to podcasts, using multiple calculators, following tons of fitness influencers.

I’m happy to say since on my new program, this morning I weighed in at 171.9. My smart scale says the muscle is increasing and fat decreasing. I feel so much better already and am on the right track. I eat so much healthier and corrected a lot of my poor eating habits. I’m in the gym 5-6 days a week.

At this rate I’ve lost 7 lbs in 5 weeks, or an average of 1.4 lbs a week. With a goal of 150, I should be able to get there in approximately 16 weeks, or another 4 months by September.

Current weight: 172 lbs Goal weight: 150 lbs (approx) Lifestyle: Moderately Active Timeline: August/September Calories: 1669 Protein: 125g Carbs: 146g Fats: 65g Days of exercise per week: 6

Sunday: Endurance 60-70 mins zone 2 cardio. Nasal breathing only. Incline treadmill or long hike.

Monday: Legs and Glutes At least 2 exercises per muscle group. Most intense day. Set metabolism for the week. Won’t be sore for endurance day.

Tuesday: Recovery Heat cold contrast for recovery benefits. Sauna, hot bath, cold shower, theragun.

Wednesday: Torso Rows, push ups, pull ups, chin ups. Pulling and pushing muscles. Working multiple muscle groups.

Thursday: Abs and Moderate Cardiovascular Core/ab exercises on cable machine. 30 mins 70-80% all out cardio. Mouth breathing.

Friday: HIIT Burpees, jump squats, jumping jacks, mountain climbers, planks, cycle, row, run…. Etc Be careful of injury don’t go fully all out. Peaks and valleys.

Saturday: Indirect Biceps, triceps, neck, calves. Torso and Legs indirectly. At least 2 exercises per muscle group.

This is just a rough estimate, I may deviate slightly and eat less than this or have a cheat meal here and there, but generally in a day I’m eating…

Snack before the gym: Siggi’s yogurt

Breakfast: 2-3 eggs, 1 tablespoon butter, 1 cup of golden crispy potatoes air fried, 2 cups of spinach. An alternative to the potatoes might be a cup of oatmeal.

Lunch: 3 cups of salad made of chopped romaine, tomato, shredded carrot, onion, red peppers, cucumber, 1/2 an avocado, 1-2 tablespoons of homemade salad dressing (avocado oil and white vinegar), 4-5 oz of lean protein.

If I don’t have protein for the salad or I’m really hungry that day, I’ll also make a small turkey sandwich on 2 slices of Ezekiel bread, just some boars head turkey, 1 slice of American cheese, tomato, romaine, and 1 tablespoon of Mayo.

Dinner: 4-5 oz of lean protein, 1 cup of long grain brown rice, 2 cups of broccoli, 1 tablespoon of butter or sauce of choice. Broccoli can be subbed for other vegetables.

Other: 1 scoop of preworkout, and 1 scoop of protein powder.

Treat: I keep a chocolate bar in the fridge and let myself have a nibble every day. Just 1-2 pieces.

I also don’t drink soda or coffee, only tea or seltzer as an alternative to water.

[shoebillstork]

hi skippy. if i want to get into lifting where should i start? is it something u can do on ur own or do u need a trainer?

Ohhh hmm trainwrs definitely make it easier be ausw they can see if you're using form that won't hurt you (main thing I worry ablut) but there's just a couple main things you have to remember about form then yourr pretty good to lift without hurting yourself but it's kinda tricky for thebmore subtle forms like with deadlifting so I recommend making sure your forms down pat first but honestly if you send a video to my privately I would be able to help but first things first do stretches like that'd a very big thing I recommend buying a roller so that you can roll out also some sore areas but make sure to stretch your hammies for squat and deadlift and shit but I can kind some fo the official names but a big thing is making sure your feet are flat so I recommend converses or vans but if you lift your heel up too much you can pull something but a big thing would just making sure you have the correct form first of all I might do a quick like demo one day of good form but make sure you squat to 90 degrees that will clear you for competitions and also just work out your body more also learn how to brace your core you want it tight but also pushing out your abs more that will make lifts easier wait I'm rambling sorry I'll probably dm you in the morning or something but I say if you have no experience maybe find a trainer just so you don't immediately hurt yourself before I get like a tutorial out 👍

[myjerseysgo]

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Day 2 & 3 of 90 - We're doing this thing

Let's get down to business, folks!

Day 2 Recap

HOW I FELT

For some reason, I kept tossing and turning the night before and then woke up on my own at 6:30am (1-2 hours before I usually wake up) unable to fall back asleep. I have no idea why. So I didn't get a lot of sleep the night before. But surprisingly, my energy levels weren't terrible, at least not in the first half of the day. I started off the morning with a couple of Pilates arm workouts, in the comfort of my living room, and then went to the gym a little while later to get the rest of my workout in. It wasn't until the mid-afternoon that I felt like my body just crashed. I don't know if it was because my body isn't used to exercising, or because of the lack of sleep the night before, or a combination of the two. But my productivity and energy pretty much vanished at that point. Which is okay, we can be flexible. I ended up taking a nap in the mid-afternoon for about 20 minutes because I was just exhausted.

WORKOUT SESSION

20 minutes of arm-focused Pilates in the early morning:

"7 minute arms" by Blogilates

Bridal Bootcamp arms by Blogilates

50 minute workout session in the gym in the late morning:

Elliptical machine, 10 minutes, 0.6 miles, mostly level 3 with a bit of level 4 (and a teeny bit of level 6)

Block B PT exercises

Treadmill, 10 minutes, 0.5 miles, ~level 5 incline

Stretching afterward - mainly quad stretches.

MEASUREMENTS

I measured with an actual measuring tape instead of a piece of ribbon on this day, so I'm going to use this day as an actual baseline.

Chest: 36.5" Waist: 31.5" Left bicep: 11" Right bicep: 11.5" Left thigh (3 inches down): 21" Right thigh (3 inches down): 22.5"

It's fascinating that my right thigh is a whole 1.5 inches wider around than my left thigh. It really shows how much my left leg atrophied after the injury and surgery. It also explains why my left leg is still so much weaker compared to the right leg - there's a good amount of muscle that needs to be gained back.

Day 3 Recap

HOW I FELT

Definitely felt more energetic today, as I actually slept a proper amount, but also I felt sore. I knew that I needed to switch up my workout because I could tell how much my legs needed it. So I decided to focus on my abs and my back instead of more treadmill/elliptical today.

WORKOUT SESSION

50 minutes of pilates at home:

"Beautiful abs" by Blogilates, 2x. The second time, I did a modified version of the exercises where I had my head on the mat the whole time.

"10 minute lower ab flattener" by Blogilates

"Ultimate Back Workout" by Blogilates

"Quick Burn Standing Back Workout" by Blogilates

Stretching afterward, focusing on arms and back.

My abs / core are not at the same level they were back when I was doing these exercises last time, and I could tell because after just second Blogilates video, my neck was killing me. I knew that that was happening because my core wasn't strong enough to do the moves on its own, so my upper body / neck was straining trying to help me through the moves. Not only is that a literal pain in the neck, it's also not helping me to work out my core properly. So that's why the second time I did the ab video, I modified the moves so that my head was resting on the mat the whole time, to avoid using my upper body to "help" my core get through the moves. Eventually, I won't have to do this anymore, but I know enough now to not push my body to do something that's bad for it just for the sake of "getting through the moves." After all, if I'm not doing them properly, then I'm not actually helping my body.

Also, the difference in strength between my two legs is becoming painfully obvious. As I was doing some of the pilates back exercises, I found myself wobbling when trying to balance on my left leg (a problem that I didn't have when doing the other side). But that's why we're doing this! My left leg (and particularly the knee area) has also been feeling a bit sore, but that's a good sign, because it means those muscles are building up again. I have to remember that this is a journey and my leg won't get better overnight. I have to count and celebrate every little bit of progress and growth.

FOOD

I want to talk about food for a minute. I've heard the same thing that I think everyone else has, about how drinking chocolate milk post-workout is a great thing. I've also heard that it's best to eat within 30-60 minutes after you work out, in order to reap the most benefits. My issue is that post-workout, I'm typically wanting to stretch, take a shower, and just come down from the workout without having to worry about eating. I might do a compromise where I drink a protein shake right away post-workout, and then eat a meal after I've done my other post-workout rituals (showering, stretching, etc.). We'll see how it goes. Also, I do not need an excuse to drink chocolate milk (because I love it), so I will gladly do so post-workout, but I also kind of side-eye this recommendation. Chocolate milk is very sugary. At the same time, however, it is purported to be a good source of protein. So for the time being I'll mostly follow this recommendation until I feel like I should be doing something else.

MEASUREMENTS

These probably aren't going to change much, if at all, for the first month at least, and even then, will change extremely gradually. But I'll keep recording these here for posterity (at least for now). I also just realized that I completely neglected to measure my hips for the past couple of days, so I will do that now.

Chest: 36.5" Waist: 31.5" Hip: 40" Left bicep: 11" Right bicep: 11.5" Left thigh (3 inches down): 21.5" Right thigh (3 inches down): 23"

No change in anything besides the thighs, but I have a feeling that the change in that has more to do with human error in my measuring than anything else. I find it interesting that even at my measurement today, my right thigh is still 1.5" wider around than my left, which tells me that difference between my two legs is accurate at the very least.

Also, I now have a scale, so I'll weigh myself tomorrow morning before I've imbibed any liquids so that we have a baseline for the start of this journey. But like I said, I really don't want to get attached to the number on the scale, so I will try not to weigh myself more frequently than once per month or so. My guess is that my weight will be somewhere around 145-150 lbs. I've spent my 20s fluctuating between the 130s and the 150s, so that's my guess.

[isamabella]

I started working out at the end of March but caught Covid a week later so we restarted a couple weeks ago. It’s strange that while it still feels like effort, it’s not as awful as it was a few years ago. I think probably because I don’t really get that sore or sore at all depending on what it is the next day lol. The downside is my sister likes to got at 6:30 or 7 instead of right when I get off work and it’s almost always 2 hours so I get home late. We still haven’t figured out an actual routine though. I just tried floor ab exercises and I can’t lie flat. And when I could I was putting pressure at the lowest part of my back and it was so painful I had to put a pillow under me to be comfortable. My core is my weakest. Then my upper body with SpongeBob strength. Lower body is also weak but better than the rest of my body. It took the kickboxing class that literally caused injury to make my legs sore for about 4 days.

[alanrants]

re: weights (plus some general stuff)

to answer your specific question, pushing the limits with heavy weights is swole muscle kind of stuff, if you want to just get solid or tone up you're best off with lower weights and higher reps.

pushups and stuff are really great for that too, but even though there are myriad benefits to pushups etc they don't work as visibly fast as weights (but are really handy for muscle maintenance)

general stuff:

what i liked to do was after an upper workout when my muscles were already almost exhausted was go into a wide-armed pushup and stop about halfway up at the hardest part and chill there for a bit, not long, like 10-20 seconds, but any amount will benefit you, which turns that into an isometric exercise which is really good for building lean muscle, and though those isometric ones won't really be useful for much outside holding that one position they'll make for good show-muscles. going in excess of 10 or 20 seconds is good for muscular endurance but the actual building using that method kind of plateaus.

a really important part though is fuel and recovery.

for muscle fuel you need protein*. you can use supplements or food sources of protein, i think food sources are probably better. If you eat meat, chicken is tops for that sort of thing, if you don't beans/legumes are great, nuts, soy products, but especially soy beans like in edamame or murikame. *you also need the usual sorts of things, like vitamins, minerals, etc. here is a mayo clinic link which also includes specific protein recommendations: https://www.mayoclinic.org/healthy-lifestyle/nutrition-and-healthy-eating/in-depth/nutrition-rules-that-will-fuel-your-workout/art-20390073

for recovery, which is when your muscles actually build themselves, basically it's just time. about 48 hours is the rule of thumb, so if you workout wednesday you chill thursday, or work other muscles.

consistency is important too, the more consitent you are the faster everything happens. you don't have to tryhard it but if its part of your routine, all the better, and that can mean the usual "im doing exercise time" or it can mean "im fucking around with my weights while watching a show"

starting out you may be sore often, but that's good, it means its working, and as you warm up moving around or whatever just living your life it abates

also, muscles are more metabolically expensive than the absence, this is handy because it means you use up more of your body's stored resources even when you're just hanging out, adding to the goal of leaning up.

a word about abs--

pretty much everyone already has decently developed abs. not everyone has a resting six-pack though because literally nobody with a resting six-pack is properly fed or watered. those guys on magazines and movies and shit have been restricting and dehydrating for a couple days prior the shoot, and their abs are not going to be as noticeable once the shoot is over and they rehydrate and eat a decent meal.

there's nothing wrong with working abs still if you want to, like i mentioned muscles are good for upping the metabolism, and core strength is very useful to have, and its fine to see some shapes when you are like flexing into a sit-up or moving or otherwise enagaging them but just remember that six-packs are a trick.

thank you~ 💜

[kilar]

CAS - activity - Gym

This Monday, March 13th I enrolled myself in a nearby gym called XXL. Now, I’ve heard about the gym from my friends but was pretty sure I would never go. First of all, too many people I know, second of all, I have no free time whatsoever, and third of all I am in terrible shape. But, since I have decided I need to improve in my abilities and I got myself running shoes like last year that have been collecting dust, I went and got a membership in XXL. I was very nervous about my first time, I got lost on my way finding the gym, then got lost in the building trying to find the gym but in the end I got there. I spent and hour and a half, from 12pm to 1:15 pm. I started with walking fast for about 20 minutes (my shape is very bad), then I ran 8 km/h for 5 minutes and then cooled off with walking fast for another 5 minutes. That was my cardio. A risk that I’d like to address was feeling very light headed and almost black-outish after my run. I would definitely recommend that I eat before the gym and not force myself to do something I clearly can’t because it will end with me blacked out on the floor. So, I have to keep my mind on that. After the 30 minutes cardio I went to do some exercises on the floor which included a 10 minute glutes and abs workout YouTube video by Daisy Keech[1] (link is below) and a 5 minute glute workout by a random YouTuber called Gabriella Whited[2] (link below). After that 15 minute workout, I did some of my own ab and glute exercises which included heel touches, bicycle crunches, donkey kicks, glute bridges and sumo squats with a 5kg weight. After I had done that, which had taken me another 15 minutes I stretched for the last 15 minutes. I used to dance. I danced since I was a kid, and stopped in 2021 due to no motivation that occurred because of COVID. Since then I’ve gotten into skateboarding and that’s basically it. I just walk and skateboard when I can. I thought I would start running so I got myself running shoes which have been collecting dust, but no more since I started to go to the gym. I’ve been another time last week, on Wednesday but hadn’t recorded it, I didn’t have a lot of time and did not want to waste it on videos. In general, I really did like it. I was nervous before I went because I thought people would judge me and stare at me but in reality it was very nice. I loved the rush and I felt great afterwards, my muscles are still sore but it will be worth it in the end. I would like to work on my core, abs, legs, glutes, back, basically my whole body, and in order to achieve that I will need to be consistent. I really like that I got out of my comfort zone and tried something I was afraid of before, I also like to contribute in global engagement, or in better words supporting nearby communities. I think I will get myself a friend to go with so we can explore other workout machines and actually practice on them correctly. I am excited to go again!

[1] https://youtu.be/f0gCKK0lixM

[2] https://youtu.be/Px1tVU1ZqPI

[whynotcherries]

all of the furniture in my house is tarped up with that weird construction saran-wrap type stuff because we just got the floors redone, but all of the plastic is loose so when i walk it wooshes behind me and i keep thinking there is a person there. 

i am the only person who is awake.