#but i want to slap him sometimes (lovingly)

[prettybean]

THEY’RE PERVERTS (COD +18)

* just for fun 🤐 don’t take it too seriously

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE

Ghost

He doesn't even realize how his eyes wander over your chest every time you stand in front of him. He tries his best to keep his focus on your face, but as soon as you start talking, his gaze involuntarily shifts downwards. He fantasized about your breasts countless times: he'd help you aim the rifle, standing closely behind you, just to secretly admire how they press against the weapon.

After practice, he would rush to his room, desperate to relieve the ache in his groin, picturing his cock between your breasts.

Soap

He felt like a creep: every time you went to take a shower, he would sneak into your room and crack open the bathroom door. Your naked body was too tempting for him, so he would pleasure himself discreetly until you finished and got dressed. Obviously, you caught on. This guy couldn't keep his mouth shut and you heard him moaning outside your door multiple times.

The next time you bumped into him, you couldn't resist teasing him. "Hey John, feel free to jerk off in my bathroom next time too."

Price

He adores it when you dress up in seductive attire for him, and you enjoy the power you have to arouse him simply by revealing your skin slowly. Whenever you're away from home, he eagerly rummages through your drawer, caressing the delicate fabric in his hands before using it to pleasure himself. He longs for you intensely, and the scent of you drives him wild. He vigorously rubs your panties against his throbbing length until they become stained with his release.

You've noticed on multiple occasions that your underwear has gone missing, and you're well aware of your boyfriend's kinky side. Despite this, you choose to ignore it.

Gaz

His gallery is full of nudes of you. Every time you two have sex, Kyle feels compelled to capture the moment, whether it's him fucking you or just you in a revealing pose. He spends his days admiring the pictures, proudly sharing them with his friends, as if they were a work of art (with your permission, of course). The sight of your dripping pussy on his phone screen brings a smile to his face, making his day. He leans in and whispers in your ear, "Darling, let me take another pic, I'll do whatever you want”.

Alejandro

Alejandro has a strong attraction to your legs. The sight of them in your uniform makes him feel aroused. He frequently requests you to wear high stockings, and you happily oblige. As the stockings cling to your thick thighs, Alejandro becomes more and more infatuated with their smoothness.

He lovingly touches and kisses them, gently caressing, nibbling, and even licking them. "Mi amor, I need your thighs around my fucking cock".

Graves

He takes pleasure in humiliating you. He's so twisted that he may publicly lift your skirt, revealing your underwear to everyone on his team. Your flushed face becomes his source of satisfaction. Even when you're walking alone with Philip, he wouldn't hesitate to tug your neckline down, exposing your breasts.

Many times, he deserves a firm slap from you, but your love for him is too strong. He'd even have the audacity to say, "Damn, next time, don't even bother wearing panties."

König

He couldn't resist letting you know how much you turned him on. Every time you bent down to tie your shoe or pick something up, he positioned himself behind you, pressing his hard erection against you. Even when you were cooking, he couldn't resist rubbing his cock against your ass. You loved hearing how excited he got, so much so that sometimes you purposely put yourself in ambiguous positions for him.

"König, my phone is under the bed," you say, bending down to retrieve it. Without hesitation, he gets behind you and thrusts his hips against your slit. "Search better, Schatz," he says with a mischievous grin.

Keegan

He couldn't help but find your tears beautiful. It stirred something inside him. You were a sensitive soul, crying at the slightest provocation - whether it was pain, anger or even joy. Keegan always tried to be there for you when you were upset, offering comfort and wiping away your tears. But every time he saw you cry, he couldn't help but feel a certain arousal. He tried to hide it, but you noticed the bulge in his pants.

“Sorry baby, sometimes it happens”, but you didn't mind. In fact, you found it exciting. When he fucked you, your tears only made it better. And he responded by pounding you harder and harder, as if he couldn't get enough.

[catch1ngmoths]

please a joost kink hc post 😭 i can’t find anyyyy

⋆.ೃ࿔*JOOSTS KINK HC LIST:･જ⁀➴

Summary: what I think joosts kinks would be + some headcannons (｀▽´)

Note: this is my first time doing somthing like this so tell me if this is too much and or if I should take it down!! ^_^

Warnings: litterally just straight and utter smut so if that’s something that makes you uncomfortable click away!!

† ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ †

꩜ SIZE KINK; I feel like he would love a partner that is smaller in size then him. Which isn’t hard since this mf is literally like 6,3 in feet.

- “N-Ngh~ Joost…ts’too much..can’t take it” you whimper as you feel him push into you, he was a lot larger then you in size and hight but seeing you barely able to fit his length burned something inside him. “You can. And you will, now shut up and take it” he’d say back with a sadistic chuckle

꩜ DEGRADATION + PRAISE; I think Joost would like to mix the two together while fucking you. Saying the most dirty things in the sweetest way possible.

- “ha…such a dirty little thing…taking me so well. God your go good for me, taking it all like the dirty baby you are huh..?” He would mutter as he looks down at you on your knees, stroking your cheek affectionately

꩜ HAIR PULLING; I think Joost would love getting his hair pulled, your always running your hands through his hair through the day so feeling you tug on his hair in THIS atmosphere was something he treasures

- as he thrusts into you groaning into your neck you grab onto anything you can, that thing being his hair. As soon as he feels you tug on his hair he bites down onto your neck, not enough to hurt you of course but…yk. His thrusts become harsher, causing you to pull harder. This makes him grin

꩜ BRAT TAMING; sometimes whenever your being a bratty he knows just how to put you back in your place, fucking you stupid so you have no thoughts in your head to make those snarky remarks anymore (he secretly loves them tho)

- you smarted off to Joost earlier which ended up in you face down and ass up, your poor cunt being abused. You were so overstimulated but he didn’t stop. Everytime you were close he would stop his movements making you choke out a pathetic sob that was like music to his ears. By the end of it you’d be nothing but a little thing at his mercy.

꩜ DACRYPHILIA; seeing you cry during sex (CONSENSUALLY AND NOT IN PAIN) would literally make him go feral, especially if you’re begging since he won’t give you what you want. Bringing you to tears that made him just wanna ruin you

- Tears stain your cheeks as Joost hits that certain spot that makes you see stars, “right there…right there a-ah~” you cry, your tears leaving wet spots on the pillow below your head, making Joost groan and go even harder on you

꩜ SLAPPING; this one’s complicated because I feel like he’d NEVER slap your face. He loves you too much and takes that as way too far and as disrespectful. I’m taking about slaps to your thighs and ass yk?

- Joost kisses down your stomach and continues kissing down your inner thighs, causing you to instinctively clench around his head. At his he snickers and spreads your legs forcefully but not before placing a harsh slap to your thigh, peppering kisses where the hand print started to form

OR

- your face in burrowed into the pillow, muffling your loud moans as Joost fucks into you from behind. Before you can even comprehend what happened you feel a stinging pain on your ass. You yelp and moan louder into the pillow. His soft fingertips lovingly run over the hand print, soothing the red stinging and chuckling

† ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ †

Note: AHHH OKAY SO AGAIN THAT WAS MY FIRST TIME DOING SOMTHING LIKE THIS SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK AND IF I SHOULD TAKE THIS DOWN OR IF ITS GOOD (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[tlou-reid]

Cardigan ❤︎ Spencer Reid

♡ SUMMARY: spencer is finally home and all fem!reader wants is to be close with him (i picture this as season 9 reid but you do you)

♡ WARNINGS: smut, unprotected piv (be safe!) , ass slapping, fluffy smut, spencer being a cutie, showering together, not edited, 18+ minors dni

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Spencer could’ve sworn you could hear his heavy footsteps as he made his way up the apartment building’s stairs. He had called you a few hours ago and let you know that they were finally loading up the jet to go home. After an excruciating, exhausting, and downright horrendous case all Spencer wanted to do was go home to you.

You couldn’t help yourself from making your way to the kitchen after hanging up with Spencer. It wasn’t that you felt the need to cook for him; he was a grown man, he could do it himself if he wanted food. But it was an act of love. After being away for almost two weeks and nothing but fast food and vending machine snacks, you knew he’d appreciate a warm, home cooked meal.

You heard the keyhole in the door turn as you sat his plate on the dining room table. You made your way to the door to be able to greet him as soon as he came in. The grin that spread across your face as he opened the door quickly faded as you saw the deep dark circles under his eyes. He looked so, so tired. Your heart fell, knowing he must have had an awful two weeks.

“Spence,” you said lovingly, reaching for his shoulders. His body instantly relaxed as you rubbed the tension out of his body. He stood in the doorway as your hands slid from his shoulders down his chest. Your hands followed the buttons of his purple cardigan down, undoing them as you went. Neither of you said anything, just allowing your actions to convey how much you missed him, how much you loved him, and how much you hoped he was feeling okay.

When his cardigan was fully unbuttoned your hands traced back up to his shoulders, helping him take it off. You grabbed his hand, lightly tugging him inside and setting his cardigan on the arm of the couch, him shutting the door as you did so. Still silent, you led him to the table by his hand, pulling his chair out and allowing him to sit.

Your hand ran through his hair before you leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. Spencer’s eyes fell shut as your lips pressed against his skin. “You okay?” You spoke softly. Spencer just nodded, reaching towards to wrap his hands around your waist. His dinner plate was forgotten, but he made a mental note to thank you for the gesture later, as he pulled you into his lap. “Rough week,” was all he said.

You nodded, letting him bury his head into your shoulder. You knew sometimes this is what Spencer needed. Despite not liking when people touched him, he craved yours. It was like you were his own personal sense of home, and everything was okay as long as he could feel your skin. No killers, no victims, no violence, no nightmares. Just you and your soft skin and gentle touch. That was all he needed.

You weren’t sure how long you two stayed like that; just wrapped up with each other. His plate had definitely gone cold by the time his hands unwrapped from your waist. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled as you got off his lap, “I’m just really hungry.” You giggled, offering to heat his plate up for him. He declined, assuring you that your cooking was more than enough, and he was just grateful to have something to eat already made. Both of your hearts were full of love as you sat while he ate, continually complimenting your cooking.

When Spencer was done, you quickly cleared his plate for him, just sitting it by the sink for one of you to worry about tomorrow. You, once again, grabbed his hand and gently guided him to your shared bedroom. Physically, he wasn’t fragile. Spencer was strong. He’d been through more than almost anyone else on the planet, and he took it in stride. He took whatever came at him and not only moved on from it, but grew from it. But you were still scared he would break. After all, a person could only take so much.

“Shower with me?” Spencer asked once you both reached the bedroom. He sat on the edge to untie his converses. “Of course,” you hummed already making your way to the connected bathroom. You were turning on the water when Spencer entered the room, wearing only his boxers. You couldn’t help yourself as your eyes traced over every nook and cranny of his body. He was so beautiful. After a week, you were dying to be near him. To touch him. To have him touch you.

Spencer could feel the energy shift as he came in. He watched you as you undressed, stepping into the shower. He followed closely, letting his hand run over your chest as he stepped in. You guys stood facing each other, letting the warm water run over you. You held eye contact as you leaned to kiss him. You’d missed the feeling of his lips against yours.

He was the one who deepened the kiss. He could only control himself so much after being away for so long. He thought of you every night. Even when he couldn’t talk to you, you were on his mind.

His hands were on each side of your face as you made out in the shower. His tongue slipped into your mouth and your hands wrapped around his waist to pull him closer. God, you really did miss him.

Just as quickly as he deepened your kiss, he broke it. “I’m really sweaty,” he chuckled reaching for a rag to soap up. You washed each other. You noticed his half-hard cock as you washed his legs. You couldn’t help but press a kiss on his happy trail. He smiled when you stood up to face him again, pressing another kiss to your lips.

Spencer wrapped a large, fluffy towel around your body when you stepped out. He smiled as he ran his hands along your shoulders. He couldn’t help but give you another kiss before leaving the bathroom.

“Come here,” Spencer beckoned, bringing you over to the bed. You held your towel tight to your body as he leaned into where you stood between his legs. He was sitting, trapping you between his open, man-spreading legs. He started pressing deep kisses into your neck and mumbling how much he missed you in-between them. Your grip on your towel loosened as he showered you with love.

He noticed this, reaching up to move your hand completely. He was sucking a mark into your neck as he pulled your towel down. His mouth moved down, as did his hands. As he spread kisses across your chest, Spencer pulled you into his lap. Once you were straddling him, he attached himself to your left nipple. He kept one hand around your waist and brought the other up to toy with your right one.

“Spence,” you groaned, pushing yourself closer to him. After him being gone for so long, it was so easy for him to turn you on. Spencer could feel the wetness that had pooled around your pussy from where you were on his lap.

“Yes, baby?” He questioned, knowing what you wanted but wanted to hear you say it. “I want you,” you whined, dragging your pussy along his hard cock. “I’m tired baby, I don’t know if I can give it to you.” You whined at his teasing words.

He wasn’t lying. He was exhausted. He didn’t know how long he would last once he was inside of you.

“That’s okay,” you mewled, dropping your head into his shoulder, “I can do it myself, if that’s okay.” Spencer smiled, and let out a soft moan at your sweet, but dirty words. “Of course that’s okay,” he said.

That was all you needed, reaching a hand down in between you two and lining him up with your entrance. His hands rested on your waist as you sat down on him. You both let out a matching groan as you fully took him. “I missed you so fucking much.” Spencer said, moving forward to kiss you.

Your movements started light, barely lifting yourself off of his cock. The drag of his length inside of you felt so good as you bounced on his dick. As your movements started to pick up, Spencer was groaning underneath you, loving the way your ass slapped against his thighs as you bounced on him. He couldn’t help himself as he reached down to give it a light slap, before gripping it hard.

You let out a loud moan as you felt him guide your movements from behind. You pressed kisses into his neck as he moved you. You wanted to leave marks on him, just like he did to you, but you couldn’t. He’d have to leave again and you didn’t want anyone else to see the filthy things you two did when you were alone.

Spencer’s words were broken and weak as he sputtered out, “I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna last.” You nodded, agreeing with him but unable to find words as his cock lit a fire inside of you. Your movements were fast and heavy, becoming erratic as you were reaching your high.

When his hand that wasn’t on your ass reached down between your bodies, rubbing on your clit, you let out a moan. Your legs began to feel weak and he had to work harder to guide you as finished on his cock. Your pussy squeezing him just right led him to his own, cumming inside of you.

“Fuck,” you mumbled, pressing a kiss to his temple. “I love you,” Spencer spoke softly, his throat slightly hoarse. You hummed in agreement, pulling yourself off of him. You tried not to make a mess as you made your way to the bathroom.

When you were done, Spencer was laying in his plaid sweatpants, propped up on pillows at the top of your bed. Your eyes couldn’t help but trace his long legs. He smiled at you, holding out the cardigan that you had pulled off of him when he came in.

“I figured you’d like to sleep in it.” You smiled and nodded, slipping it on and buttoning it up. As you both settled down and turned off the lights, all you could think about was how happy you were he was home and safe.

You slept together with your legs intertwined at the bottom of the bed. Spencer didn’t have any nightmares that night.

[chaussetteblanche]

I know it;s barely been posted yesterday, but I definitely need more Jason x biker!reader.

Wonder how it will go on :D

A/N : thanks for the request babes !! and thanks for you patience, this was a while ago !

Jason todd is a doberman boyfriend

he definitely loves going on rides with you

he thinks it's the peak of romance

he might slap your ass if he gets the chance

if you guys have your bluetooth connected, he's constantly telling you how good you look on your bike

"holy shit, your ass looks great from back here,"

"damn, you looked really good while passing that car, babe,"

"you know what you'd look even better riding?"

he'd drive in front of you if having him behind you made you nervous, but he would prefer to be behind, as to be able to have more control on any situation which might arise

he's a doberman boyfriend

and a mirror smashing king

when you're riding, he usually prefers to stay behind you so he can keep an eye on you

if you've seen those tiktoks of people defending their friends on bikes by chasing after cars, smashing mirrors or that kind of shit > 100% Jason

he might chase after a car if it cut you off, tried to merge into you, drove too close to you,... basically if it did anything to disrespect you or put you in unnecessary danger

sometimes that pisses you off though, you're a strong person and you can handle your shit, but he likes to handle it for you

let's say a car tries to merge into your lane and barely misses you because you swerve

and on top of being scared for your life, you're angry, so you start gesticulating around, telling the guy (because of course it's man) to roll down his window so you can yell at him

and he does, but only to flip you off

you decide it's not worth it and speed up to not have to deal with him anymore, telling Jason through your helmets

but Jason has other things in mind

bad, violent, illegal things

picture this huge pile of muscle of a man on an equally huge and scary bike slowly pull up next to you on the highway, murder on his mind

let's be real, the guy is most likely still going to therapy because of this encounter

but Jason sees red, this man put you in danger, and if you hadn't reacted and gotten out of the way- Jason doesn't want to think about that

and on top of that, he'd disrespected you

Jason can't let that slide, so he pulls up next to the car, glowers at the driver through his mirrored visor before tearing his side mirror off and smashing it into the car's window

the driver panics, starts screaming at Jason that he's totally crazy and that he's going to call the cops

Jason grins because both of you have your plates tucked, shaking his head

he finally catches up with you, tapping your ass lovingly as he passes by you

you didn't see what Jason did because you were busy filtering through trafic and trying to calm down

"did you see that guy?" you ask hotly, ranting about how dangerous it all was

"he's taken care of, sweets, don't worry your pretty head about it,"

"oh god, Jason, what did you do?"

he just smiles, feeling good about keeping you safe on and off the road

with him, you get scary dog privileges wherever you go, big doberman bf vibes

just imagine you, happily walking around shopping or whatever and this 6 foot something mountain behind you, glaring at everybody who dares to breathe in your direction

he definitely carries everything, especially your helmet if you guys go and have went somewhere together on your bikes, he’s got huge hands and has this special way of carrying both your helmets in one hand (it's so he can hold your hand with the other)

loves having you as a backpack

loves being your backpack too, although he’s definitely handsy, but only when you’re stopped though !!! he would never put you in any sort of danger !!!

but yeah, if you have boobs, he might grab them at a red light (if you don't, no worries, he'll find something else to grab)

he will come pick you up anywhere, anytime, just say the word and he is there (in record time too)(google maps hates him)

will carry your helmet around his arm for literal miles, even though it’s really heavy and uncomfortable, just so you can backpack

helmet kisses, all the time

he definitely goofs around at long red lights and will come up and hump your bike out of nowhere

of course, everybody is looking and you’re just 😑

if you ride a bike but know nothing about bikes (me) he will be your mechanician, garage guy, therapist and more

bike won't start ? call Jason

bike making weird noises ? show Jason

bike needs any kind of service of fixing ? Jason is already there, doing it for you

this is all I have for now, but feel free to request more stuff :)

[yuujispinkhair]

Having horny thoughts about Yuuji 🫠 His boxer briefs would be so comfy to wear so you'd steal them from his stash to wear around the house with just a large t-shirt on (probably his as well 🤣). Yuuji would absolutely love the way the fabric stretches across your ass and the way it fits you. Sometimes he'd walk past you, lift the back of your shirt and give your ass a few playful smacks or grope you. Sometimes you unknowingly tease him by lying on the couch/bed on your belly, the curve of your ass tempting him to mount you or eat you out from behind. I just want a domestic life with him 😭😭😭

Yuuji x Reader (gender-neutral). 18+. Smut, oral, creampie. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact. Thank you so much for sending me this!! It's so delicious.

It always drives Yuuji crazy to see you walking around in his clothes. His heart always feels so full when you steal his hoodies or his shirts. But seeing you in his boxer briefs does something special to Yuuji and his cock. It's so intimate somehow. It makes his head spin! He loves living with you, loves sharing his life with you, and he loves seeing your cute round ass fill out his boxer briefs.

Yuuji is so distracted. He can't get anything done because his gaze is glued to your cute ass while Yuuji is practically drooling. He can't help but give your ass in his boxers a playful slap when you bend over in front of him while he's sitting on the couch.

You squeal and laugh, looking over your shoulder at your boyfriend, and Yuuji smiles at you with that sweet horny grin and tells you,

"Fuck, cutie. You look so cute in my boxers! It drives me insane!"

He can't help but wrap his strong arms around you and pull you against him, making you gasp when Yuuji rubs his pretty face lovingly against your ass before he pulls the boxer briefs down to eat you right there, keeping you in place with his strong hands on your hips moaning loudly against your heat as his tongue fucks needily into you until you cum so hard on his pretty face that you scream his name.

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When you lie next to him on the bed with your juicy ass so temptingly on display in Yuuji's tight boxer briefs, you can be sure that a large warm hand will land on your ass sooner than later. How is Yuuji supposed to focus on the movie when you look so delicious? He is your horny boyfie who is desperately in love with you! He wants to touch you! He wants to make you feel good!

Yuuji's strong fingers knead your ass cheeks, and he murmurs something about wanting to give you a massage. Cute as fuck!! But you know this isn't about wanting to give you a massage but about Yuuji being horny. And soon, a thick finger is pumping in and out of you, fucking you open while Yuuji watches with hungry eyes and strokes his needy cock with his other hand, already whimpering from how bad he wants to be inside you.

It doesn't take long before you are on all fours, your face buried in the pillow, your ass up, and Yuuji is pounding into you with hard deep thrusts while he caresses your back and kneads your ass and leaves sweet, tender kisses all over your neck, moaning into your ear how much he loves you and how lucky he is that you moved in with him.

Yuuji doesn't stop until he feels you cumming so sweetly on his fat cock, sobbing his name into the pillow and milking him with your tight wet heat. He can't stop moaning your name as he joins you, fucking his orgasm deep into you, giving you a nice hot creampie.

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You notice Yuuji's boxer briefs lying on the bed more often now after he does the laundry, almost as if he is begging you to wear them ;)

[chrolloluvr]

💰Things you do that make Mammons heart flutter 💰

Note: Female!Reader 🩷🩷, not proofread!!

Warnings: Cussing, mammons got a HUUGE ego but i love him🥺

Calling him cheezy nicknames. Things like Mamm, Mammy poo, big daddy (his favorite), MooMoo, sugar daddy etc. Its embarrassing for him, especially when you call him these in public. Because he wants to come off as powerful, but when you say these to him, it is guaranteed to give him a noticeable pink hue to his cheeks

Giving him an imnense number of compliments. Or in particular, purposely pandering to him. Lets say you compliment how good of a partner he is, or how he treats you so well. He will be taken aback by your overly suckle comments towards him. He knows he treats you well, but by you telling him just fuels his already large ego, and proves that you truly see how much effort he puts into you.

Wearing or using his merch. If this man ever catches you wearing any of his merch, he will be like a happy, doting 9ft tall puppy. He will say how absolutely irresistible you look. 'Jesus, y/n. Cmon, do a little spin for me, yeah? M'baby looks so fuckin' cute.' He most likely will make you wear Mammon themed panties around the house.

Wearing his clothes. Lets say he gets home from a long day of planning and saving, and he sees your adorable self, covered in his giant clothes, especially big on you, covering your body. He will go absolutely feral. He thinks you are already the most stunning woman in hell, but when he sees you in his jingley clown hat? He feels his heart beeting out of his chest. And my god, what a woman you are. He will grab your waist with both of his hands, and snuggle the shit outa you. And he wont let go.

The size difference. It. Is. So. Obvious. People point it out all the time in the media and on Sinstagram. He's probably at least 10ft tall, so your basically shorter than him. He absolutely lives for it. He will constantly tease you for it. And he loves that it makes him feel more dominant. He loves that you have to literally break your neck to look up at his face, or that he has to reach down to give you a smooch. He will put things on higher shelves, just to see you struggle and ask him for help

Speaking of so, he adores when you ask him to help you with things. Such as asking him for help opening a Nutella jar, all the way to asking for help unclipping your bra. It shows you need him. And that churns out a feral side to him. 'Babe whats with all the ruckus- ohhh your trying to reach the top shelf? You're so cute, always needin' my help' Sometimes, he purposely wont help you, just to see your precious reactions he is always so greedy and eager to see.

Carrying you. His favortite ways to carry you is over his shoulders, under his arm, and facing him, with his hands under your plush thighs. He loves holding you close to him, because I, ( along with other authors ) believe he is naturally cold. So holding you close to him lets him tear his walls down for a bit. You feel like a small flee while being carried by him. If hes carrying you over his shoulder, he will slap your ass, and listen for the sweet sound of your squeaks every time he does it.

Resting your head between the nook of his neck. He loves when you do this, and you know he does. Sometimes, you will whisper in his ear how much you love him, and how he is the best thing to come in your life, and watch as you swear you can see his eyes soften and look at you lovingly. You are probably the only person to ever see that from him. He also has a thing for sniffing you (which I get into in my future hcs), so he likes to smell your hair, as he grabs the back of your head. He would never usually be that vulnerable around you, so you must know his weaknesses extremely well.

Hearing you brag about him. He knows you show him off to your friends, as well as the rest of Hell. But let's say he walks into your shared master bedroom, and your on the phone. 'Sarah, I'm being serious. Mamm treats me well, stop worrying about me. Im fine, yes. Yeah he a bit of a control freak, but who isnt? I love him for him. Im not joking, no-' He is in utter shock. you are talking about him, and your defending him? Yeah, be prepared for a looooong night. He will never forget about you saying that. And he will never bring it up, since he doesn't want to come off as a wuss. You genuinely love him. The fact that you said that and you didn't know he was in your vicinity is wild to him.

If you look up at him with your big doe eyes. God, you better stop it if you don't want to be manhandled and praised. You just look so innocent and cute, and he just wants to come up and squish your puffy little cheeks like the gif below ⬇️ .His heart feels like it's running laps, but he wont let you see that. He keeps his cool demeanor, as he tells you 'Babe, you think that shits gonna work ok me? Really fuckin' smart arench'ya?

[kitasgloves]

I saw in your request rules page that you write male reader! Could you write a Dazai x male reader smut, with some brat taming (of Dazai), maybe with the reader topping too if that’s not too much to ask?

I almost never see male reader as an option on blogs like this so I’m lowkey really excited, as a male reader myself who never has anything to read 😅

Brat Season

— ♬ bottom! Dazai Osamu x top! Reader, NSFW, male reader, sexually explicit content, brat-taming, oral receiving, facefucking, hair pulling, face slapping, unprotected sex, spanking, creampie, absolute filth, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 3.5k words, no beta

— ♬ omg I agree with you fr, it's so rare to find some male reader content here but I'm happy to deliver and I had fun writing this, hope you enjoyyyy <3

It's a known fact that Dazai Osamu can get pretty annoying. Kunikida Doppo can corroborate how much he has to deal with that lazy bandage-wasting machine. Unfortunately, it's a prominent trait one must witness if you are somewhat associated with the brunette. Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai's former partner, has recalled countless moments where he swears a vein was about to burst to experience how annoying Dazai was. Others might dismiss Dazai's annoying antics or even laugh at them. But it takes a resilient individual to tolerate Dazai Osamu.

It wasn't clear how you and Dazai met but you have impressed everyone in Dazai's circle with how infinitely patient you seemed. During your dating stage, Dazai had tried multiple times to persuade you to do double suicide with him, he still does to this day, but you always shook your head and smiled at him. What fascinated the brunette about you was you weren't hot-headed. Admittedly, Dazai was drawn to men whom he can easily piss off and be entertained with, however, you didn't possess that quality.

You were patient, gentle, and kindhearted. It made Dazai suspicious of how genuine you were with him. The dates were filled with jokes and laughter, he liked the way you smiled and laughed at whatever he said. But once the growing affection becomes inevitable, Dazai becomes wary. He had trouble with vulnerability that's why he comes across as fraudulate sometimes. It's like he's often wearing a façade. He couldn't fathom how, but you saw through him.

And it terrifies Dazai. He knows he's imperfect and can get ugly. He's aware of his flaws and God knows how he's full of it. What if you're disgusted? What if you turn away? What if...what if you leave him? But when you grabbed his hand one night and kissed his hand down his bandaged arm, he crumbles. When you slowly undressed him and kissed all the parts of him that he found distasteful, his heart began to beat differently. You unraveled Dazai and tenderly accepted him.

The brunette behaved differently depending on who was there. With co-workers, he's lazy and comedic. With enemies, he's calm and calculative, and with you, he's shamelessly bratty. On the surface, it seemed like Dazai was the dominant one in the relationship with how you often obey his requests to the point that you're letting him walk all over you.

"You should teach that idiot a lesson"

Kunikida once said to you. Dazai isn't heartless, you're aware that he wasn't taking advantage of you or using you for his gain. He's just being typically annoying, it would be a lie if you didn't find it charming. Your boyfriend would talk your ear off, scam you into buying food for him, or trick you into doing a favor. He'd lovingly call you his 'loyal dog', even if it sounded a bit insulting, you still let him do whatever he wanted.

But everybody has limits, right?

Today wasn't going well for you. It began in the morning with Dazai oversleeping in your shared bed, you realize you're running late for work. You rushed into the bathroom and the water was fucking freezing, did Dazai use up all the warm water last night? You rush to work with no coffee. Your boss decided to give you a stack of paperwork due today. Later at lunch, your uniform gets stained with food. Your co-workers keep borrowing shit from you and not returning them. The paperwork you rushed to finish turned out to be incorrect, your boss wasn't pleased and commanded you to fix the paperwork by tomorrow. You're traveling home with a massive headache of how shitty the day has been.

"I'm home"

You sluggishly closed the door to your apartment. Dazai was resting on the couch flipping through his favorite book. You were starving and exhausted as you plopped right beside your boyfriend.

"I cooked dinner for you, babe!"

Dazai beamed enthusiastically at you. There was an involuntary shiver from you, the last time Dazai cooked dinner, your apartment almost caught fire. Nonetheless, you sat with your boyfriend at the table and stared at the abomination that he called dinner. Two bites in and you decided to order takeout. Now, you were busy fixing the paperwork you accidentally fucked up earlier at work. You wanted to get everything done and get to bed as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow might be even better.

You were too busy scanning the errors of your paperwork when Dazai unceremoniously crawled onto your lap like a cat. He grinned at you while you gave him a tired look.

"Can you please move out of the way, babe? I'm trying to finish some work"

The brunette pouts and slowly gets off your lap, he stands next to your chair as you resume your work. He decides to rub his hands on your shoulders from behind you, obviously being suggestive with his touching. But you were not in the mood.

"Dazai, stop that"

"Aw, am I distracting you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry but I'm not in the mood tonight"

Your boyfriend silently huffs and crosses his arms. He lingers around you as he formulates a plan to get you to pay attention to him. From the corner of your eye, you spot Dazai creeping in and stealing the paper from your hands. You bite back a groan as he scans the contents of the paper.

"Now, what does this paperwork have that I don't?"

"Osamu, give that back"

"What is it about this sheet of paper that keeps hogging all of my boyfriend's attention?"

Dazai raised a brow and looked at the paper and then at you. A hand runs down from your haggard face as you sternly look at your boyfriend.

"Come on, no games tonight babe, I need to get this done—"

You stared in horror as Dazai decided to rip the paper in half. A cunning smirk was on his face as he discarded the torn paperwork on the floor. You were motionless. Your boyfriend waltzes beside your table picks up the rest of the paperwork and trashes it on the floor before stomping his foot on it.

"Osamu, what the fuck!"

Dazai laughs mischievously as he takes in your distraught expression. He was expecting you to cry or yell at him, either reaction would mean he would get your attention anyway. But what he was not anticipating was for you to stand up and grab him by the hair. He yelps.

"Ow! What are you—"

"What the fuck was that for?"

Your voice was deeper and indicated how serious the situation was. Dazai blinks at you, and the cunning look on his face vanishes.

"You weren't paying attention to me and—"

"Can't you see I was busy? Shit, I need all of that done by tomorrow! My boss is going to kill me!"

"So what?"

Your eye twitches as your grip on Dazai's hair tightens, and your boyfriend winces.

"So what? Unbelievable. You couldn't wait for a fucking hour and decide to be a...a..."

The way your eyebrows furrowed and your gaze darkened at him made Dazai involuntary gulp. This was a new look from you. He has never seen you so...angry before. And holy fuck was it a massive turn-on for him. A sultry smirk slowly appears on his lips.

"A what?"

"Like a fucking brat"

A vein almost pops from your brain when you hear Dazai giggling. God, he was intentionally testing your patience, was he? You grit your teeth as you force your boyfriend down to his knees. He stumbles down on the floor with a quiet yelp as you sit back on your chair. Dazai watches you undo your tie and grab both of his limber wrists. You tried both of his wrists together and grabbed his hair again. You leaned close to stare at him right in the eye.

"So, you want to be a brat tonight?"

"If it gets your undivided attention, why not?"

He was challenging you. There was a bitter chuckle from you as you pulled on his hair tighter. God, Kunikida was right, you need to teach Dazai a lesson. Your boyfriend watched with glimmering eyes as you began to undo your belt and pulled them down along with your boxers. His mouth begins to salivate at the sight of your slowly hardening cock in front of him. Dazai instinctively tries to dive his face onto your lap but you stop him by slapping him hard on the face.

Dazai was stunned by the slap. You've never hit him before and he believed you never had the heart to. He slowly turns his face to look up at you with a reddening cheek and wide eyes.

"You think you deserve my cock, huh?"

You scoffed down at him. Your boyfriend swallows and stumbles to find the words to reply. You grabbed his jaw and gave him a condescending smile.

"What makes you think you can suck my cock and get away with it?"

Holy shit. Dazai's heart skipped several beats as he listened to your gruff voice. He was shamelessly turned on with this new side of you that he's already hard in his pants.

"...I'll be good, I promise"

"Bullshit"

"Please, [Name]"

You rolled your eyes when Dazai batted his lashes at you. Eventually, you sighed down at him and harshly tugged down his bottom lip before lining the tip of your dick with his mouth. His dark brown orbs shine with delight.

"Stay still"

You grunted down at him. Your boyfriend eagerly opens his mouth as you slipped your cock inside. You bit your lip when Dazai moaned around your length, his eyes merely rolling back at the taste of your cock in his mouth. He was ready to bob his head when you suddenly grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down on your dick.

"Oh fuck"

You moaned when the tip of your cock reaches the back of the brunette's throat. Dazai's breath stutters as he struggles not to choke on your length. You didn't give him time to adjust as you started grabbing his hair and thrusting your dick in and out of his mouth. Dazai lets out a choked moan as tears begin to rapidly form in his eyes. His hands balled into fists as your tie restrained him from touching you.

"Shit, that's it"

You start to facefuck Dazai at a faster pace. The brunette tries to breathe through his nostrils but every thrust is knocking the air out of his lungs. Saliva was seeping out the corners of your boyfriend's mouth at it coats your length. You watched amusingly at Dazai staring up at you with tears rolling down his cheeks, the way he looked pathetic on his knees with your cock sliding in and out of his mouth drew you close to your release.

"Hah—fuck, I'm close—"

Dazai watched you panting. He struggles to keep his vision straight, but the lack of air and the taste of your cock on his tongue overwhelmed him so much. Every time the tip hits the back of his throat, it makes his cock throb in his pants. Fuck, he wants to feel you inside of him.

"Hey brat"

You breathlessly called out to him. He blinks up at you as a few more tears slide down his cheeks. You were facefucking him intensely that snot was slowly running down his nose and his immense spit was trailing from his chin down to his neck. You were fucking your cock so deep in him that his nose was constantly brushing your pubic hair.

"I'm close, you better swallow every drop"

There was a strangled sob from Dazai as the pace of your thrusts went even faster at the approach of your orgasm. You bit your lip and furrowed your eyebrows in concentration as you used Dazai's mouth as a fleshlight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck—"

The brunette goes cross-eyed when your seed floods his mouth. He never felt you cum this much that he's afraid that he won't be able to swallow everything. You went still with your cock in Dazai's mouth while your head was thrown back when you came. After your orgasm passed, you pulled out and watched Dazai cough profusely. Excess cum spits out of his mouth and down to the floor. Your boyfriend continued to cough and gasp for air when you suddenly slapped him on the cheek again.

"Didn't I tell you to swallow everything?"

Dazai only pathetically looks up at you and wheezes. You pushed his head down to the floor.

"Lick everything off and make sure you won't miss a drop"

A dark smile spreads on your face when your boyfriend whimpers and weakly cleans the cum off the floor with his tongue. While he was busy with his face on the floor, you reached for one of the drawers and pulled out a bottle of lube. The sound of you popping the lid off catches Dazai's attention.

"Finally"

"Oh? You think I'm going to fuck you now? You haven't learned your lesson yet, brat"

With that, you close the lid and place it on top of your desk. Dazai pouts. You stood up and sat on the bed, you patted the space beside you, commanding him to crawl over there. The brunette stumbles and makes his way beside you. Dazai yelped when you effortlessly manhandled him and flipped him to his stomach, his hands were still tied. He shivers when he feels you unbuttoning his pants and sliding them off his bandaged legs. You laughed at the sight of his red and hardened cock.

"Wow, you like it when I facefuck you, huh?"

Dazai grumbles and tries to hide his face against one of the pillows. Your hands trailed from his back down his ass making him arch his back. You hummed when your palm rests on one of his buttcheek.

"Count"

"What—"

SLAP!

A resonating slap echoed in the room as Dazai recoiled. Did you just fucking spank him? That has never happened before. He looked back at you.

"What the fuck was—"

"I said, count, brat"

It's hilarious how Dazai immediately went silent. You drew back your hand and gave his ass another smack, and he flinches.

"One—"

He breathes out. The stinging sensation of your hand slapping his asscheek sent a delightful shiver down his spine. Dazai bites back a moan when you slapped his ass again.

"Two"

"Count louder, slut"

SLAP!

"Three!"

The brunette's voice sounded strained. Fuck, his asscheek hurt, but it hurts good. Plus, the way your hair look disheveled, your face stern and sweaty, and your hand spanking his ass made you look so dominating that it makes him impossibly harder.

SLAP!

"Fo-four! Fuck, I need you [Name]—"

SLAP!

"Five! Shit! [Name] please!"

SLAP!

You didn't say a word as you continued to spank him. His asscheek was completely red. Tears were forming in Dazai's eyes again.

"[Name]—"

"Did I tell you to stop counting?"

"No—"

SLAP!

"Six! Fuck!"

Dazai whines and you watch in wicked amusement when a stray tear escapes the corner of his eye.

SLAP!

"Se-seven!"

SLAP!

"Eight!"

"That's it, keep going, brat"

Your boyfriend begins to sniff. He hated how he was deeply turned on by how mean you are. Maybe he should continue being a brat more—

SLAP!

"Nine! Hghh, shit"

Dazai's asscheek begins to feel sore, but there's no way he's going to yield. He has to stay strong even if you're about to give him a hundred spanks until his skin bleeds.

SLAP!

"Ten!"

Your hand caressed your boyfriend's red asscheek. You see Dazai's shoulder shaking as he buries his face against the pillow. You sneakily went to fetch the lube on the desk and coated your dick with lube. You grabbed both of your boyfriend's hips to flip him over to his back. You smiled at the pitiful expression on his face. Dazai's eyes were glassy and there were dry tear stains on his cheeks. His hair was tangled as sweat decorated his skin.

"You look wonderfully pathetic"

"Th—Thanks, glad you like it"

Dazai's chuckle was cut short when you wrapped a hand around his bandaged neck. He gasps and looks at you owlishly. He can feel your lubed cock teasing his entrance and it makes him whimper.

"Poor baby, do you want my cock inside of you?"

Your boyfriend nods frantically but you squeeze the sides of his neck harder.

"What makes a brat like you deserving of my cock?"

"...I—I've been a good—!"

"Oh really? You're going to be a good boy now?"

"Yes! Fuck, please"

When the tip of your cock slowly presses inside of Dazai, he almost lets out a cry of joy. Gradually, you slide your cock inside of your boyfriend until you're fully sheathed within him. With your hand still squeezing his neck, Dazai lets out a shuddered breath. You start a slow torturous pace, feeling his walls clenching around your length. Fuck, he felt so warm and tight as if you haven't been inside of him countless times before.

"Fuck—hah—please go faster"

"Don't tell me what to do, brat"

You spat at him and he whines. Dazai shuts his eyes as he endures the slow pace. Eventually, you started driving your cock deep into him, hitting that special spot that makes him moan wantonly. Your boyfriend throws his head back when you begin to thrust in him slowly and deeply as he wraps his legs around your waist.

"Oh fuck—"

Your hand was squeezing his neck harder as your thrusts knocked out every breath from his lungs. You gazed down at your boyfriend trying to keep his eyes from rolling back. You bit your lip and wrapped your free hand around his poor hard cock. You gave it a few languid strokes and Dazai arches his back with a louder moan.

"Don't cum until I tell you to, slut"

You warned him and he goes crossed-eyed. You stop stroking his cock and he whimpers at the loss. You decide to hook one of his bandaged legs over your shoulder before slamming deep into him. Your boyfriend yelps as you start a faster pace. The sound of your hips slapping against his ass echoed in the room. Dazai can feel your cock sliding in and out of his ass swiftly, the tip kissing the deepest part inside of him that makes his eyes roll back and his toes curl.

"Come on, why are you quiet now? Lemme hear how much you love my cock inside of you"

You cooed. Dazai's head lolled forward, watching you fuck your cock deep inside of him as his pathetic dick slapped against his abdomen with each hard thrust.

"Hghh—fuck! You feel so fucking good—hah—"

You smile and reach to brush the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. The sound of Dazai gasping and moaning, the sight of your cock being swallowed greedily by his hole, the feeling of your cock abusing that perfect spot inside of him, and the smell of sex in the air all drove you to the edge as you can feel your orgasm approaching again.

"Hah—[Name]—oh, ah—fuck!"

Dazai couldn't even form a coherent sentence with how you were pounding into him. Fuck, he wants to cum. He needs to cum. Your boyfriend's lip wobbles as he looks up at you through his wet lashes.

"Can I—shit—Please, let me cum—"

"Fucking wait, brat. I'm close"

You gritted your teeth as you began to desperately reach your release. You begin to brutally thrust into him making his jaw slack as his eyes blissfully rolled back. Dazai is convinced he's going to cum with the way you're using him like he's some sort of fuck toy, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it. As your peak becomes unbearably close, you wrap a hand around your boyfriend's throat again to bring his face close before slamming your lips against his. Your hips begin to stutter and by the third brutal thrust, your seed spills inside of him.

Dazai moans into the kiss as he feels your warm cum decorating his walls. However, you didn't pull away as you reached for Dazai's cock and begin to stroke it briskly.

"Oh fuckkkk—"

The brunette moans as he bucks his hips against your hand. It didn't take long until Dazai was convulsing underneath you as his cum coats both your hand and his abdomen. Gently, you start to pull out before collapsing next to your boyfriend on the bed. There was a long period where you both tried to catch your breath. Dazai chuckles.

"That was fucking mindblowing"

Your face flushed as you ran a hand down your sweaty face. As you processed the entire thing, you couldn't help but smile. Who knew losing your temper while taming your bratty boyfriend could lead to mindblowing sex? Dazai is convinced that everything is sweet and dandy until he turns his face to see you scowling at him, and his smile drops.

"You fucking ruined my paperwork"

"Uhh...round two?"

"No, you're getting punished, for real"

"And what? You're going to spank me one hundred times?"

"No, you're getting no cuddles and kisses for a week"

"WHAT"

©kitasgloves (do not steal or copy)

[joohanisms]

xdh + their favorite way to make you cum 💭💫

this is soo silly and more of a characterization exercise than anything else but!! i hope you guys like it &lt;3

cw: oof here we go, afab reader, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, mention of thigh riding/dry humping, overstimulation, mention of squirting and dacryphilia, edging, slight begging, fingering, twitter porn link in junhan's, oral (fem receiving), mention of face sitting if you squint wc: ~900

gunil

dick.

a traditional man

Nothing beats some pounding. he Will make you cum with his dick inside your cunt.

big fan of cumming together <3

he's all about the connection, honoring the making love expression, fucking you deep and slow...

but dw, he Will have his balls slapping your clit while taking you from the back if the situation (your sex drives) requires.

likes making you a little cock dumb. it boosts his ego in unimaginable way – he's making you feel so good you can't think about anything else other than him <3

will probably go a bit insane if he ever hit it raw. like there had been very few times he came before you. but this was a moment.

he'd be sooooo overwhelmed over how much he Loves and Wants you + your pussy ain't helping him at all :-(

jungsu

idk how to say what i mean but. non-penetrative stuff

dry humping, having you hump his leg, thigh riding, being used i guess? but in a loving way <3

his thoughts are somewhere around damn this is so low maintenance?? i'm not even doing anything?? and i make you feel good this easily?? this is all i've ever asked for??

but not in a "lazy" way. you know how he's always looking out for everyone? now he can take care of you only by standing still/rutting himself against you. not having to think is refreshing sometimes, you know?

in his opinion, it's sooooo absurdly hot to be able to make you cum without barely doing anything!!

has accidentally cummed in his boxers multiple times in his haste to make you cum.

btw if you can cum untouched (only by nipple stim, for exemple) he might die on the spot

if he's in a dommy mood, he will also play with you through your underwear just to be a tease :-(

jiseok

absolute menace

likes overstimulation very much.

doesn't really have a favorite method to do so, but is best with his fingers (as expected from a guitarist)

has a vibrator.

looovesss to play with your clit. will go LBLBBLBLHLLLBLBLHL with his tongue (i laughed writing this)

bonus points if you either squirt or cry!

even more bonus points if your mascara runs off!

aaand it's top tier sex if he gets to cum on you later!!

will hold your hips down and pull your hands away if you squirm too much – but if you start uttering the first syllable of the safeword he is immediately off of you.

if you ask nicely, he'll let you use a vibrator on him and give him a taste of his own medicine <3

and just a psa: i think that because of his love to overstimulate you and wreck you, he'd be one of the members who would be so down for a threesome he'd suggest it himself <33

seungmin

another menace.

as insane as jiseok but all the way on the other side of the menace spectrum = edging king

so controlling and aware of his every move. will make you INSANE, sobbing pleaseplewspelspelseseungminseungmin, have you like 5 seconds away from cumming .. and then he STOPS????

although you know the orgasm will hit you harder after being edged, you cant help but want to kill him /lovingly

will get you worked up and stop touching you (you whine) only to go hard on you (you nearly scream) in any way he'd like :-)

if you favor any method, he'll be more than happy to comply!!

likes it a lot when you get a little desperate. he will shush you, say "it's okay, baby" and start POUNDING. you see stars when you finally cum <3

hyeongjun

i have a vision bear with me.

fingering. but you're across his lap. like this. (PORN LINK for reference)

really likes fingering you in general because it doesn't matter how lazy he is at the moment, he Will be making you cum! cleanup is pretty easy too :-)

his sex drive is something like a low thrum. he's not usually insanely horny, but he's slightly horny (nearly) all the time, willing to make you feel good (as long as it's not public. he has limits.)

so if you come onto him, he's ready to give it to you – sometimes he won't even take his clothes off. he'll just focus on you.

the power trip it gives him + the feeling of being in control makes his head spin... 😵‍💫

will inevitably get hard by the time you cum and you inevitably get him off then.

jooyeon

absolute MUNCH!!!!!!

pussy to his face all day. smother him. hold his hair in a ponytail. give him thigh earmuffs. could probably go a month with only pussy and a cup of water

sit on his nose. if he dies he dies

absolutely sloppy with it but insanely good

drooly boy <33333

when he's in his usual bratty mood he will be SOOOOO cocky and smug to the point you would slap him on the back of his head if his tongue wasn't making you see stars.

in a subby mood though... puppy. puppy boy. if you pull his hair, he'll moan so sweetly against your cunt :-(

if you pull him away from you while he's at it, he'll rest his head on your thigh and look at you with sparkling eyes and a wet chin, waiting for an explanation as to why you're interrupting his 5-star meal.

[headfullofpresley]

JESSSS PLS. i told you; i refuse to suffer alone!

and you best believe he'd know every single line of every song by heart. would make you play it to him ever day. plays it even when he's alone. sings it in the shower. everywhere!

also covering the entire album together? yes. 100% YES.

i love you jess and you love it when i treat you like that. 😌💗

dedicating this post to my worst enemy @headfullofpresley. a mean, vicious, straight-razor totin' woman. i cannot believe you would treat me like this, so innocent and pure of heart. how dare you

and another thing!

i looooove you 🥰😘💗

[futurecorps3]

I'm just saying, if you did James Babe Potter with a busty reader, you should do one with a big ass one... Just because the one with the busty one was GREAT. I read it and re-read it, and I thank the anon who asked for it and I thank you for writing it!

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Masterlist<3

MINORS STAY AWAY I'LL BLOCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, THIS IS +18!!!

See also… All marauders versions in my marauders masterlist<3

I'm a James is a tits and thighs man truther but imma write this for the sake of you all thick girlies <3 I was dammed with big tits no ass so consider this piece of fiction MERE FANTASY for me but a reality for some lucky others. Tysm nonnie!<3

-Always touching it.

-Uses it as a pillow so often it's actually quite impressive

-Like he keeps finding positions in which he can be close to your bum when you guys cuddle or sit in the common room with the boys

-HE SOOO SLAPS IT WHEN HE WALKS UP TO YOU

-"JAMES!" you exclaim, startled but not surprised "You know I can't help m'self, darling" he mumbles, pecking and rubbing his nose on your neck lovingly

-At first, the boys were a tiny bit uncomfortable about it but it became such a common occurrence they just got used to it

-He stops if it makes you uncomfortable thoooooo

-oh god he puts his hand in your back pocket when you're walking together :(

-Ogling.

-Ngl he sometimes falls behind when you're walking in a group on purpose and just stares

-IT LOOKS SO GREAT IN YOUR HOUSE'S SKIRTS!!!

-AND IN YOUR JEANS!!!

-AND IN EVERYTHING YOU WEAR SO PLEASE SIT ON HIS FACE!!!

-He buries his pretty face in it too<3

-I've always thought he loves long hugs, like you know when you're casually talking to someone else and not paying your undivided attention to the person you're hugging WHILE you're still hugging that someone? Does that make sense?

-Yeah he's grabbing your ass while hugging you like that

-Makes grabby hands and whines when you're standing with your back to him so he can touch it.

-"Baaaaaaaaaby :(" he turns into a child until you lean into his hands or sit on his lap it's so cute

-CONSTANTLY WANTS YOU TO SIT ON HIS LAP JESUS CHRIST YES

-Your friends know there's almost a 99% chance you're sitting on his lap when you're together

-Sirius and Remus constantly mumbling shit like "that lucky bastard" all moody n shit <3

-Don't get me wrong!! They're super respectful of you guys' relationship and would never say or do anything creepy

-They're just jealous and honestly, can we blame them?

-HE BITES IT IN A PLAYFUL SILLY LITTLE WAY WHEN YOURE CUDDLING<3333

-So basically yeah he’s smitten about it

-Can’t physically go a day without touching/patting/caressing your ass <3

[saerayofsunshine]

Let’s Talk About Sex

Summary: Whether it be fucking or making love, Satoru Gojo knew how to pleasure you like no other, either by playing rough, building up your pleasure with fast and precise strikes, or by sensual, slow rolls of his hips that certainly weren’t lacking in their intensity. Loving him and being loved by him was a gift from the heavens itself, one you were sure to treasure, as long as you both were willing to. Relationship: Gojo Satoru/You Rating: E Words: 1.7K Content Warning: consensual sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!) Notes: JJK makes me sad, so I wrote porn to stay delulu. I also realized I find it very hard to start writing without a certain setting or scene in my mind, so I'm surprised how I was able to write this at all. Hopefully there are no typos or grammar errors. Reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated!

cross-posted on my ao3

Fucking was the act of sexual intercourse between two willing individuals, a play between two people that were sexually attracted to each other, joining together as one to chase that sweet release. They would grind into each other desperately, sweat lingering on their skin as they sang their song into heaven with their orchestrated moans and groans, the lewd slaps of skin meeting skin becoming the instruments in this act of pleasurable play.

Sex was like a dance between two cosmic stars, and the collusion would result in a heavenly explosion within the unlimited void that is called space, making way for new stars or planets to be born.

Making love, on the other hand, could vastly differentiate from that feeling of simply fucking someone. Making love could be like a calm wave crashing into the beach that was eager to meet sand, a simple but continuous push and pull of waves; a slow swirl of hips grinding into each other, simply enjoying the feeling of being connected as one body, one soul, performing the simple act of loving each other by giving each other everything they had, a push and pull between hips as one set of legs desperately clenching around a waist, aching up to grind onto his pelvis, meeting the delicious thrusts from her lover halfway. All throughout the act, they would squeeze each other's hands lovingly, never shying away from each other's gaze, unashamed at the pure lust in each other’s expression.

Though, making love could be rough too, just like enraged, powerful waves crashing into each other continuously during stormy weather, loud in their clashing, repeatedly colliding into each other no matter how many times it happened, with no regards to what might get destroyed in the end. Hands would tightly grab onto her hips, as if ensuring that she wouldn’t dare escape his clutches, tugging her forward to meet his thrust halfway, pounding his hard cock frantically into her wet cunt, and she would take it, and take it, and take it, all what he had to give, and she would scratch on his broad shoulders, drag her nails down his shoulder blades as his cock insistently prodded her sensitive spots, latch into his hair and neck as she clenched around him with each drag into her.

Sex was a delightful act, but sex with Gojo Satoru was otherworldly, an act that could be sweet and sensual, loving and time consuming, but so so worth it in the end. The sweet release you longed for only a small reward in the sight of the act of loving each other endlessly, shamelessly, however you wanted and in any way you wanted.

Satoru knew how to play you like a violin, knew exactly which string to pull to make you sing a certain way, knew that rubbing that little bud between your legs as he continued to rock into you would make your legs shake like crazy, sensitive as you were, or how to angle his hips to graze that one spot, growling as you squeezed his cock in the most delicious way in retaliation.

Sometimes, Satoru would be in a playful mood, and he would tease you by sliding his length against your warmth, back and forth, back and forth, deliberately dragging the tip of his cock against your swollen clit, watching as your wetness spread all over length, biting his lip to hold in a groan at the marvelous sight you made, laying on his bed, all spread out in front of him as you played with your tits, squeezing the rosy nipples that he so desperately wanted to latch his teeth onto. You would swirl in tandem with his hips, whining, begging for him to finally, “Put it in, please…”

Such a fixen you were, how could he deny you? Groaning under his breath as he repeatedly tapped the tip of his cock against your throbbing button before dragging the length back and forth against your wetness, then slowly feeding his cock into you inch by inch, before returning to nudging your clit teasingly. “Can’t wait for it, huh? Want it so bad, do you?” he breathlessly asked, as if he wasn’t rock hard and throbbing himself, desperate to finally feel your tight cunt, to relieve the ache that only you knew how to ease, reaching the edge he was so familiar with.

“I just want to feel you, want you inside me so bad.”

It felt like the whole world was shifting whenever you were joined as one, groaning at how tight you walls gripped into him as finally gave into your demand, sinking inch by inch into your warmth, reaching out to hold your hands in his, lovingly squeezing them as he slowly but surely bullied his cock into you.

“Fuck,” Satoru growled as slid home, wetness and tightness he longed to feel surrounding him, and he had to hold himself back from going wild, lest he couldn’t last long with you.

Nothing else mattered when you made love, not the breathless screams and moans you let out with every drag into you, or the lewd squelch when he rocked vigorously into your pussy, the headbroad of the bed banging against the wall with each surge forward. Not once did his eyes shift away from your figure, lingering on your fucked out expression, from your rosy cheeks and your plump lips that he so desperately wanted to sink his teeth onto, to the enticing bounce of your tits that swayed in tandem of his thrusts.

What a sight you made, and all that was for him. You put a spell on him, Satoru couldn’t explain the effect you had on him otherwise.

Without losing his rhythm, he grabbed the back of your tights, leaning his body weight forward, placing your legs on his shoulders, whispering a breathless, quiet ‘fuck’ under his breath as the new position had you squeezing his cock even tighter than before, his pelvis deliberately rubbing against your clit with each surge forward.

Satoru leaned forward, thanking the heavens for your flexibility, groaning in pleasure as this position had him reach even deeper within you. His chest grazed your breasts, and you leaned forward, kissing him slowly, smiling against each other's lips. The sweet gesture was a total contradiction to the way Satoru furiously pushed his cock in and out of your wet pussy, nudging the sensitive places within you that had you shamelessly moaning against his lips, your hips wiggling in his hold.

“Satoru…” you whimpered, grasping his hips, your legs beginning to spasm involuntarily, pussy clamping on his hard cock, as if trying to milk him dry to the last drop of his seed. You squirmed, arching your hips up, desperate to meet his thrust halfway as you felt the telltale signs of an orgasm approaching, “I’m going to come…”

“Yeah? You going to come for me, be a good girl and come on this fucking cock?”

“Uh-huh.”

He kissed you sweetly on the forehead, pushing away the strands that gathered around the crown of your head, before caressing your cheeks, brushing the corner of your lips, leaning forward to place a small kiss on your lips, muttering against you, “Look at me when you come. I want to watch you come apart for me.”

You were shaking like a leaf in his hold, sensitive from all the touches, your eyelids feeling heavy, and you so desperately wanted to throw your head back and moan to your heart's content, but you resisted, gazing into his blue eyes, whimpering as each drag across your sensitive walls took you one step closer to the sweet edge you were desperate to reach.

With one last peck on your lips, Satoru straightened his posture up and leaned on his haunches, one hand grasping at your thigh to keep you still as he rubbed little circles on you throbbing clit, losing his steady rhythm as he continued to pound into you, feeling his cock throb, balls tightening with each push into you. The ear splitting sound of your love making and the feeling of Satoru within you were all you could focus on as you finally reached your end, gushing all over his hard cock that was frantically pounding into you, prolonging your orgasm.

“I’m going to come,” he muttered feverishly, wildly ramming into you, wanting to release his seed deep inside of you, to fill your pussy up with all he had. “Fuck, I’m going to come. Let me come inside of you,” he uttered, flicking the little nub to and fro despite your oversensitivity. “Will you let me come inside of you?”

You bit your lip to keep from wailing out an answer, instead nodding frantically in reply. You dared not look away from him, noticing little details as he fell apart for you: how his brows pulled together in concentration, the way he bit his lip to keep his groans quiet without any success, the sweat on his temple and the way his fringe stuck to his sweaty forehead; felt his cock piston in and out of you before he came to a sudden halt within you, and you felt his cock twitch and spasm inside of you as he reached his release with a loud groan, his seed filling you up and spurting all over your walls. The immense happiness you felt was indescribable as you laid on his bed, completely fucked out but smiling, admiring Satoru, caressing his hair, dragging your hand down his chest before settling on his waist, stroking his skin lovingly as you waited for him to finish, catch his breath and calm down.

Whether it was fucking or making love didn’t really matter to you, for their love always found a way to make its presence known, whether that be by little touches or gestures during the pleasurable act or by declaring your love for each other with words. And sometimes, as he and you laid bare, still shaking from the intensive orgasm, sated and happy, facing each other with little smiles on your faces, there was simply no need to vocalize such feelings either, for your love for each other can be seen through your eyes. As it was said, the eyes are the window to the soul, and someone had to be blind to ignore the way blue eyes glinted with love, adoration and passion everytime Satoru looked at you.

[jjkilll]

———— - - -✫ NASTY | JJK ✫- - - ————

— pairing |  idol bf jk x y/n

— summary | teasing your boyfriend at a dinner party in front of all his friends isn't the smartest of ideas, but it got you exactly what you wanted.

—  warning | smut like real filthy, dirty talk, rough sex, oral (m/f receiving), unprotected sex (please fucking use a condom, i am no babysitter), choking, slapping, cum(?), verbal degradation, and spitting

— word count | 1.7K

— song | Nasty - Ariana Grande

You always loved sex with Jungkook, he was a pleaser and always made sure you came before he did. He was just... vanilla. He was always making love to you, which was great and you loved it, but sometimes you wish he'd fuck your brains out. The thought of him calling you a slut and fucking you until you couldn't walk for the next few days made you extremely horny.

You had talked to him about it before asking him to be a little rougher with you, but he never wants to hurt you or make you feel like he actually thinks horrible things about you. To him, you were the moon, sun, and the stars. So he choked you a little and smacked your ass every now and then but you wanted more. You also didn't want to push him to do things he wasn't comfortable doing, so you left it alone.

Jungkook finally comes back to Korea after shooting a music video in LA. He asks if you want to join him for Jimin's birthday dinner and you accept, you haven't been out with him in two whole weeks and you haven't touched him in three due to him being super busy a week before leaving so you needed him desperately to put it shortly.

You put on a short black Chanel dress and matching platform heels. "You look fucking amazing baby," Jungkook says coming up behind you in the mirror. He stands behind you watching you adjust your dress to your liking. You back up to him a little pressing your ass on his clothed manhood. He winced backing up a little, clearly trying to hold back. "Baby we're gonna be late if you keep trying this shit." He says lowly but seriously. You give him a cheeky smile. "I just missed you so much, Daddy." You turn to face him and fill the gap between you two. "I missed you more than you'll ever know baby, but we can't be late. Ill take care of you when we get back, I promise." He says pecking your lips softly.

You loved how warm he was, he smelled like heaven and it was truly getting harder to wait until you returned. You hummed. "Okay, let's go now." He chuckles at your newfound eagerness. He smiles as you take his hand dragging him to the foyer. You grab your coat, tossing it over your arm, Jungkook opens the door for you, and you smile at him. God, you love this man.

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Dinner was going well, Jungkook was telling the members about the shoot and how hot it was in LA. You watched him speak about work, he loved his job and you loved how passionate he was. He had been practicing so much before he left, you wouldn't wait to see how it turned out. Jimin was talking about the guitar lessons he was taking, and he listened nodding. Then a little cheeky thought popped into your head. You rub your hand up his thigh. He looks at you and smiles, rubbing your arm lovingly. He turned back to his friends invested in the ski trip story that Namjoon tells to everyone new he meets. You do it once more getting closer to his cock. He shoots you a look, and you smirk at him. He grabs your hand holding it in his. He leans over to you, "Watch it, baby." He kisses your cheek trying to play it off so none of his friends start to wonder. He just wasn't giving you the reaction you wanted. You needed to up the ante. Everyone was finishing up their food and talking and drinking. Jungkook was too caught up in conversation and a little bit tipsy, to realize your hand was back on his thigh. You inched closer and closer and stroke his clothed cock, causing him to choke on the beer he was drinking. Tables eyes dart to him asking him if he was okay. Jimin and Taehyung jokingly mention him having too much to drink. He looks at you pissed. He assured everyone he was okay and taking as his sign to go.

You both grab your coats, saying goodbye to everyone before Jungkook drags you out of the restaurant. "Really Y/n?" He says annoyed. "Fine, ill give you exactly what the fuck you want." He spoke his voice lower than usual. You were giddy, to say the least, quite pleased with your antics.

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You arrive home, the car ride is silent but quick and you can barely make it in the door before Jungkook grabs you kissing you. He backs you into the wall kissing your neck. He slips your dress up and his hand down your panties. "This is what you wanted huh? You want me to fuck you like the little slut you are? You couldn't even wait until we got home." He rubs circles against your clit and you already feel the knot in your stomach unravelling. "You embarrass me in front of my friends all because you want some dick? You want it so bad, don't you?" He kisses your lips stopping you from moaning loudly. He pulls his hand away and you groan at the loss of pleasure. "Open." He demands with his fingers at your lips. You obey sucking on his middle and ring fingers. "Look at you, licking yourself off my fingers. You"re so fucking nasty." He says watching you look up at him. "Fuck." He mutters under his breath. He picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He kisses you again tasting you on your tongue.

He sets you down gently never breaking the kiss. He was so obsessed with you and the whole stunt you pulled turned him on incredibly. "Do you even know how hard I was trying not to get a boner in the restaurant? I wanted to bend you over the table and fuck your right there." Jungkook wouldn't lie, he was sexually frustrated. You went from fucking every other day to not at all for three weeks. He could tear you apart, truly that is what you were hoping for.

"Fuck me please, Jungkook," You whined. Jungkook stood taking off his jeans and boxers letting his hard cock spring free. He strokes himself a few times before leaning back over you and kissing you again. He lifts your dress pulling it off and over your head. He unbuckles the buckle in the middle of your bra making your tits bounce at the release. You moan as he attaches his mouth to your nipple sucking it slowly, having his tongue dance around it.

"Shit, baby you're so fucking sexy." He kisses down your body stopping at the top of your panties. He yanks them down roughly and tosses them somewhere behind him. He uses one of his arms to flip you onto your stomach. He pushes your face into the mattress, your ass up in the air. He rubs his cock along you pussy making you shutter. He pushes inside you slowly. You moan into the cover. He groans, bottoming out inside you. "This pussy was made for me." He says before backing out and thrusting into you slowly. His pace is steady. You stutter struggling to speak. He quickens his pace. "Take my cock baby, isn't this what you wanted?" He hums, expecting an answer from you. When you don't respond he smacks your ass harshly, "What? My cock turned you dumb? I asked you a fucking question."

You moaned, praying your neighbor wouldn't complain tomorrow. "Y-yes, fuck- oh my god, Jungkook, please! You're so fucking big!" He grinned, slowing his strokes so he can fuck you deeper. "You can take right baby?" He licks the tip of his finger and rubs your clit. The pleasure you feel is insane. You've always wanted him to fuck you like this. You were so turned on you could come any second. "Yes, Kook. I-I can take it. Fuck! G-give it to me!" Once again his pace quickens and your release is closer than ever. He grabs you by your neck your back closer to him. "Fuck baby this pussy is so fucking good," He wraps his hand around your throat, his other one still rubbing your clit.

"J-Jung- Please I'm going to c-come! J-just like that, holy shit! Fuck me." He groans fucking into you. He's just as close as you are. "Come with me, come on my cock. I'm gonna fill you up, baby." Your vision goes blurry as you come. Your mouth falls open, he continues fucking you through your orgasm. "Fuck Y/n. Take it, take all my come." He groans emptying his hot load inside of you. He lets go of your neck and you fall back onto the bed. He slowly pulls out of you, watching his mess drip out of you. He slaps your ass once more before flopping beside you.

You lay flat turning your head toward him. He looks at your fucked out state before chuckling. You join him, still a little breathless. "You're so cute." He says. He pulls you on top of him your legs on the side of his waist as you lay your head on his chest. "I wasn't too rough was I?" He asks tucking your stray hairs behind your ear. You shake your head. "If pissing you off is all I had to do for you to fuck me like that I would've done it ages ago." He chuckles. "I just was afraid of hurting you. You're just so delicate." He says sweetly. "Jungkook, I like the rough shit, when you talk like that to me it turns me on so much. I can take it, I promise. I'll tell you when it's too much." You look up at him. He hums. "Okay, does that mean you're ready for round 2?" He asks cheekily. You sit up straddling him. "In the wise words of Megan Thee Stallion, imma ride that dick like a stolen car," You say with a smirk. He grips your hips as you grind against him. "Fuck I'm already hard again." Your pussy leaking come. "This is so fucking hot." He watches you rub your pussy along his cock.

You stand kneeling in front of him. He sits up on his elbows watching as you stroke his cock. His breath hitches when you take all of him in your mouth. "I want you to come on my face."

"You are so fucking nasty girl." He responds as you lick his tip. You knew you were in for a longggggg night.

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a/n: Heard this last night and knew I had to add Ariana to the master list. More to come ;) Feedback and Requests are appreciated. Much love pookies. <3 I haven't re-read it so please ignore the mistakes. I'll fix it before I sleep :)

[joocomics]

so bc you’ve done dom!intak, i’d like to request some sub!intak headcanons if you haven’t already! as a dom i think intak is such sub material, especially maybe a puppy sub 🙏😍 thank you so much!!

sub!intak is ready to do anything to please you, and he does it well. he never complains and he never asks for something he knows he hasn’t earned yet. he’s patient; always looking up at you lovingly with the biggest puppy eyes, waiting on his knees to get a permission to feel you. “can i? please.” most times he pouts unconsciously and it’s adorable. when you say yes sometimes he asks “really?” because he never wants to disobey you

sub!intak is constantly pussy drunk. eating you out is his favourite time of the day. just say the word and he has his tongue out for you - no matter where you are. if you’re out, he rises on his feet the moment you whisper at his ear that you want to cum now. he gets so immersed in the moment when he’s between your legs that he often ends up overstimulating you without realising until you pull him away. it’s not his fault that you taste so good and addictive, but he apologises anyway. he becomes a mess as he devours you; drools a lot, pants a lot. if you’re on the bed the sheets earn a big dark spot, and if he’s on the ground while you stay with one foot on his shoulder, his saliva drips on his neck and chest

because he’s so eager to be on his best behaviour for you, he appreciates when you guide him; either vocally or with your hands. it’s a big turn on for him when you get a little rough, and you don’t shy away from getting what you want. push him back with your foot, especially if you have heels and they stab the skin on his chest. move him by the hair where you want his mouth to be. put pressure on his boner with your knee as he begs. his cock twitches from excitement even if you slap him on the face. usually you don’t need to do these things, because he’s always a good boy for you, but you can spice it up like that when you’re too needy and horny that you turn impatient. he finds you really hot in that moment - when you can’t control your emotions from needing him to please you so bad

sub!intak loves when you ride his cock, (face too) and think about your own orgasm. he can be working on his laptop and you will not hear one complain if you come and sit on his cock, because you feel like it. his hands stay obediently on both sides of his body as your hips chase your high, and he whines with pleading eyes about how good it feels, and how happy he is that you use him to get off. he has the prettiest fucked out face and the most arousing exhausted voice ever. he’s such a pretty sight to look at underneath you as you ride him with two fingers into his mouth so he has something to suck on while he falls apart

[ncityprincess]

How Doyoung would be in bed

I’m so in love I’m with this man it’s ridiculous 🥲

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

-im sorry but he gives me undercover sex god vibes 😭

-like yes he looks so sweet and soft on the outside

-and yes he does enjoy soft and sweet lovemaking

-but that gummy smile and angelic singing voice can’t fool me

-if you look underneath there’s a freak waiting to be unleashed

-he puts his career above anything, so he’s not just gonna have random rendezvous and hook ups

-he’s not going to waste his time on meaningless flings that could tarnish his reputation

-he’s gonna hold out for someone special that he truly cares about

-so when he finally finds The One, it’s game over

-he lets his wild side come out, and he can’t wait to indulge in all of his fun fantasies (with prior consent of course)

-he reads as a pleasure dom to me

-your pleasure comes first, and he doesn’t care if it takes you 30 minutes to cum

-he’s gonna lay there and eat you out or fuck you until you’re a moaning mess underneath him

-like Johnny, he gets a warm feeling in his chest when his beautiful girl is all fucked out and glossy eyed underneath him

-it makes him feel like he’s worked hard to get you to this point, and to see you respond like this makes him feel untouchable

-likes it when you get super messy, especially when you’re slobbering on his fingers

-curses when he can see drool dripping from your lips down to your tits

-calls you his pretty, messy girl

-and i believe in my heart of hearts that this man is packing

-like he has such a beautiful, long dick that hits all the right places

-he loves to fuck your pretty mouth

-like a good ole classic mouth fucking with you on your knees on the floor and him standing over you

-sometimes a he’s a little too rough, but he always assures you that he will stop if it gets to be too much

-in fact, he can be overly cautious with you in bed

-because he likes to dabble in the kinkier side of things sometimes, it’s crucial that he gets your enthusiastic consent

-he never wants to make you feel unsafe and cross any boundaries

-so he’s gonna ask you a million and one times if this is okay with you

-you are his precious little baby after all <3

-I think he also makes the prettiest sounds in bed 😮‍💨

-like you know at the end of love on the floor when he hits that falsetto note?

-just like that

-but he also makes gritty, guttural sounds through clenched teeth

-especially while he’s praising you

-“fuck, you’re taking that dick so well baby” he says as he pounds into you from behind, pushing your face deeper into the mattress

-oh yeah, he’s also kinda rough when he handles you

-shoving you into different positions

-gripping your jaw particularly tight

-slapping your pussy just to make sure you’re paying attention to him

-but he’s like lovingly rough if that makes sense

-like pulling your hair back, but also caressing your face and telling you how pretty you look like this

-I think he would be open to using toys or props too like a vibrator or some silk ties

-would loveee it when you wear black lingerie with stockings or garter belts

-and stilettos too

-he’s a walking enigma

-but if he’s feeling particularly calm and relaxed, he doesn’t mind rocking into you gently

-he’ll put on a cute drama on a snowy Saturday night and hoist your leg up as he spoons you from behind

-lazy, slow sex makes him feel even more connected to you

-when he’s in his softer mood, he will worship every inch of your body

-kisses you from head to toe

-treats you like a goddess

-when you guys finish, he goes back to asking if you’re okay and if you need anything

-and after you reassure him that you’re fine, he kisses all over your face and holds you all night

<3

[fuckmymunson]

🎄𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲:

Dom Eddie M. + prompts 97, 42, 39, 68

(if u can add in prompt 89)

💗💗.

I have, no words. Words fail me. I am so excited to do this. This was such a journey. It's WAY longer than intended. It's FILTHY. It's ME BEING A WHORE. Thanks to my wife @lil-quinnie who was there during the process and brainstorming with me.

CW: 18+, SMUT, MeanCheerleader!Reader (god, my favorite), (KindaMean)Dom!Eddie, daddy kink, use of toys, slapping, dacryphilia, slight subspace, dirty talk, a bit of a rushed ending cuz I didn't want to make it THAT big. I am a bit mean too but I love being a bitch too. | Word count: 2.5k (omfg), not proofread!

#39: “Enough, please, I can’t take anymore!” #42: “Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.” #68: “Shh, just look at me, baby.” #89: “Your thighs are shaking so much.” #97: “I was good while you were gone! I didn’t even touch myself.”

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Behind that bitchy, confident mask, there’s a whiny, submissive bitch. And Eddie knows it very well.

He knows how much of a fucking tease you are, and he learned how to handle it. He knows exactly what to do in order to turn you into a putty, teary-eyed mess. Eddie is extremely patient with you as well, even on those days when you are the brattiest brat in the whole world. Even when you are doing everything in your power to tease him, to edge him, to needle with him. When you grind up your cute, little cheer skirt against his crotch? He just sighs and smiles. When you spread your legs at the other side of the cafeteria by «accident», giving him the tiniest peak of the lacy, black underwear he bought for you? He just shakes his head and smiles, again: but, the grip on his lunchbox almost bends the shitty handle. When you drag him to the nearest empty classroom in between classes, kissing his neck and leaving him hard, on edge after the bell rings? He just fucking smiles again and kisses your lips lovingly.

Although, on his insides, his stomach twists with anger. He’s fucking pissed, and he knows the perfect way to get back to you.

It’s a Friday, so he knows you have cheer practice and you know he has Hellfire. Before leaving, you swing your bag on your shoulder, your orange and green pompoms peeking from your backpack. Standing on your tiptoes, you close your eyes ready for your goodbye kiss…

Which never arrives.

Eddie just tilts his head, kissing your cheek, not your lips.

“Baby—” You protest, but he’s already walking away with his hands in his pockets. “Hey!”

“Good luck, doll!” He says with a wave. Eddie is glad you can’t see the mischievous smirk on his rosy lips. 

You don’t catch the game he is playing at the moment. You feel upset, deprived of your goodbye kiss. Your respective activities flow without any problem, although you truly feel upset, because why on Earth wouldn’t he want to kiss you!? Eddie, on the other hand, just sits on his Dungeon Master throne, smirking, hiding his plans, and crafting new possibilities inside his twisted, little head. 

The rest of the club knows something’s happening, but they know better than to question him. 

Eddie knows how clingy you are to him, how the simple act of denying you a kiss will mess with your mood, and he relies on that.

When both after-school activities are over, he waits for you patiently outside the building, lighting up a cigarette. He hears you before he sees you. The loud snap and bratty tone only made his 

cock twitch inside his black jeans, the excitement runs high because he knows you have no idea, what he has in store for you. 

The front doors slam open, your furious stomping and kicking gravel announcing your presence.

“Leave me the fuck alone, Jessica!” You snapped at your teammate, who just flinches in sudden fear. “Can’t you take the damn hint?”

Rolling your eyes your resist the urge to push her and smear that loud bubblegum she keeps chewing all over her fried, bleached, blonde hair. Sometimes you can’t believe how fucking stupid these girls are. No wonder why they voted for you to be Captain, everyone else it’s dense as fuck. 

Instead of greeting Eddie with a kiss, you just walk past him, opening the van’s passenger door and pouting the whole ride to his trailer. Eddie pays you no mind, he just hums along to a random Metallica song, drumming his fingers against the wheel. The fact that he is ignoring you only irritates you even further, when you arrive at his lovely home, he doesn’t open the door for you, he just walks straight to the trailer, fidgeting with his keys and all the damn hello kitty charms you gifted him. You curse on your walk to his bedroom, throwing your backpack next to his bed, and sitting on the edge. He insists on ignoring you, removing his rings and leaving them on his nightstand, taking off his vest, and the worn leather jacket.

“Eddie” You call for him, starting to feel huffy at his behavior. 

“Eddie!” You call again, louder this time. 

No answer.

Eddie walks back to you, standing in between your spread legs. You raise your head to look at him, frowning: The look in his eyes, it’s something else. It’s feral, and you can see the darkness that lies within. The frown on your pretty face quickly melts. You gulp, suddenly nervous.

You know that look. 

His cold, pale hand squeezes your cheeks, and the way he looks at you it’s nothing more than belittling. 

“You’ve been nothing more than a damn tease, All. Fucking. Day” He speaks, in that deep voice. “You know better than to act like a whore, don’t you?”

At the lack of reply, he squeezes harder, making you whine in discomfort. 

“I asked you a question. Do you know what happens to girls that act like whores?”

After a brief moment of silence, you reply with a meek voice. 

“They get fucked like whores” 

He smiles, pure venom dripping down his pearly teeth. “Good girl, at least I know you can get some shit through that thick skull of yours” At his condescending words, you open your mouth to oppose. “Nuh-uh, I know what you gonna say, and don’t you dare apologize, it’s too late for that”

“Are you— are you gonna punish me?” You ask.

“You have no clue, doll”

A part of you, it’s somehow thrilled. Only god (or the devil) knows what Eddie has in storage for you, his look is a bad omen, but your tummy twists in anticipation. He can read it in your eyes, and at the way you press your thighs together. He checks the thrift clock on his nightstand and smirks.

“Gotta go, princess” He talks, nonchalantly. “Got a deal at 8 pm—”

Sometimes Eddie thinks you are the one who’s stupid. His hand yanks your hair the second you open your mouth, successfully shutting you up. 

“I’m talking, whore”

“Sorry, daddy”

“Like I was saying, I’m leaving, you are staying, and no pouting. You are gonna stay here, tied up, with your stupid pink vibrator inside your pathetic little pussy, okay? You are not allowed to cum, if you do I’ll know. You are gonna lay there, like the pitiful slut you are, thinking about what you did today, and how brats get punished” He slaps your cheek lightly, one, two, three times. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, daddy”

“Good girl, now get naked before I rip that uniform off you”

Spread, naked, humiliated. You bite your lip as he slides the pink, texturized vibrator inside you, on the lowest setting. Reaching for his back pocket, Eddie uses the black handkerchief to tie your wrists above your head in a simple knot. You could undo it with an easy hard yank, but you wouldn’t, and he knows you won’t.

A part of you wants to put off a fight, to see how far he can go, but Eddie is so goddamned scary when he acts like this. You watch his every movement, how he changes his shirt, the peak of his naked torso and tattoos making you clench around the toy. Grabbing his jacket and his beaten lunchbox, he kisses your forehead before leaving.

“Love you, sweetheart”

“L—Love you, daddy”

The next minutes, feel like fucking hours. You start to wonder if he’s taking more time than usual just to bother you and neglect you. The tears appear quicker than expected, and you bite your lip suppressing a moan, it’s so embarrassing, to be used as a sex doll, to be treated like an object, to be edged over and over, but… it feels so good. Having that power and authority snatched that quickly only turns you on even more. To even imagine what people would think if they saw the local mean, spoiled, vicious cheer captain being lowered to nothing more than a needy, beautiful bitch in heat, arching her back and moaning like a desperate slut, ready to beg and plead for the tiniest bit of release.

You close your thighs, which doesn’t really help at all. 

Pressing your head against the pillow, you inhale his scent, his shampoo, the lingering smell of cigarettes and week, getting lost in that hazy subspace slowly. Every single thought is being drained from your smart head, replaced by the only one who can make you feel like this.

“Eddie—” You cry to the empty room, closing your eyes and evoking him. Thinking about his strong, calloused hands maneuvering you, manhandling you. “Eddie…”

You think about the way he spreads your legs, how he slides his thick, hard cock inside you. God, you are so deep down in your own mind that you can hear him, calling for you, pushing you over that dreamland where he is the only habitant. His soft voice sounds so close, so real…

“Hey, doll” Eddie, the real Eddie whispers in your ear. He’s holding a strawberry milkshake, your favorite. “Missed me?” He chuckles when you nod dumbly. He places the cup on his old desk, walking back to you, he knows it’s your favorite. “Spread your legs for daddy, I want to see you” 

With a weak nod, you part your legs slowly. Your thighs shake slightly at the now unbearable overstimulation. Eddie smirks and palms himself over his black jeans, rubbing his cock unashamedly. He is obsessed with every single inch of your persona. To him, you are nothing less than a goddess. 

The stickiness drooling from your poor, neglected pussy makes him sigh spellbound. Eddie reaches for the toy, still buzzing cheerfully inside you. The hazy state brings you sweet illusions, he’s going to remove it, unbuckle his belt, strip down and finally fuck you. 

Spoiler alert, he doesn’t.

“Your thighs are shaking so much.” He points out, sliding the toy in and out of your soaking cunt. Eddie bites his lip when he notices the little puddle on his bedsheets, he wants to lean down and lick it clean.  “Want me to fuck you, baby?” Eddie asks with a fake pout, but you buy it anyways. You are so dumb you would agree to anything he says. 

“Uh-uh” You mumble, a tiny string of drool running down your pretty lips. “I was good while y—you were gone! I didn’t even touch myself— Daddy, I—I was good” Your hips rock in rhythm with the vibrator, the spirals in the toy rubbing against your tight walls deliciously. 

“No, you weren’t. You were a damn tease all day, bitch” Eddie huffs and keeps the toy inside again, licking his thumb before attaching it to your clit. He moves his finger in circles, making you moan his name loud enough for his neighbors to hear. “I’m gonna fuck you like the whore you are, maybe after it, you will keep in that stupid empty head of yours to not be a brat”

“I—I’m sorry!” You cry when he speeds on your puffy clit. 

“I’m sorry!” He mocks you with a chuckle. Eddie leans over you, his curls tickling your neck and face. He’s so close you can smell the cologne you gave him for Christmas, the tobacco of those disgusting Marlboros he smokes. His breath smells like a vanilla milkshake, he probably had one on his way home. “Look at you, fucking wrecked. That’s how I like you, you know my love? A beautiful, cock hungry slut”

Eddie laughs again when you seek his lips, urged to feel something else. You want his warm body against yours, his cock in and out of you, sending you down those special spirals of pleasure that only he seemed to crash into your body, mind, and soul. 

“My beautiful girl” He whispers, giving you a quick kiss. 

“Please, please—pleasepleaseplease fuck me!” You implore one last time, looking at him dead in the eye, biting your lip and arching your back sensually.  “Enough, please, I can’t take a—anymore! I need your cock Daddy” The last part is a murmur, just for him.

It works, though.

You watch with hearty eyes how he undresses at light speed, nodding excitedly when he yanks his jeans and boxers down, his cock exposed big and proud. You see every vein, the curve of it, you eye his balls, how heavy and tasty they look. You can’t help but lick your lips greedily when he strokes his cock watching you still from above, your pussy clenches around the toy. The way he is looking at you it’s absolutely sinful, he looks like the fucking devil itself. The mattress protests under his weight and you do too, impatient to have him ruining you. Eddie frowns, annoyed by the little attitude rush and slaps your thigh.

“Careful, bitch” He warns and you nod. 

When he, at last, removes the toy, he presses the vibrator against your clit just in time for him to replace the emptiness in your pussy. The action makes your pussy clench and then stretch to take him in. Eddie groans loudly at the extra tightness and you just gasp, feeling how the air is punched out of your lungs. 

“G—God, it should be illegal to have a pussy this tight and wet, baby” Eddie grunts bottoming out, still playing with your clit. He thrusts after a few seconds, moaning with you, reminding you how much of a slut you are, his slut. His precious fleshlight. His pretty bitch, his lovely angel. 

His, his, his.

“Mine, mine, all fucking mine” It’s all he says.

He fucks you until you go crosseyed, not even being able to talk, to thank him, to curse him. Eddie notices this and slaps your face, smiling when you cry. 

“Shh, just look at me, baby. Keep those cute eyes on me, okay?” 

The vibrator is soon discarded, substituted by his thumb. Eddie abuses your dripping pussy, his free hand torturing you as well. He slaps your face again and again and again until it’s warm and numb. He twitches inside you when the tears run down your cheeks and you sob, barely formulating dumb words. But he gets them anyway. His lips meet yours, basically drooling all over you, it’s such a sloppy, soggy kiss but it does the trick. 

More. 

You are so close, almost touching heaven. He slaps your tits a few times, pinching your nipples and making you arch your back. He’s also close, it’s almost painful. The form he is molding your cunt in order to fit his whole it’s intoxicating, it makes your head go fuzzy, and it feels so good to let go, to leave the conscious state and to be taken care of. 

Now that he knows you want more, he’s gonna give it to you, punishment already at the back of his mind. He’s gonna fuck you all night if he needs to or wants to. Either way, he knows you will let him. 

[kiradrabbles]

Ouuggh uuu if you want maybe headcanons (if you do them ofc) w the Marble Hornets fellas (oh just Tim if I want :3) w a afab s/o who's a volleyball player?

Have u seen their uniforms???

Ouugh sorry this took a while....... i got halfway through and my phone crashed and i lost some motivation q-q

In any case, why yes nonny i have seen the uniforms, and i do take headcanon requests!

Without further adieu...

Tim, Brian and Alex with an AFAB S/O who plays volleyball!

Mild NSFW warning!! No graphic sex but a few suggestive things said (and the worlds shittiest pickup line)

Tim:

His awkward ass!!! I see a lot of people portray Tim as this cool confidant man, but especially pre-MH I think he was a little awkward. Not quite shy, just.. awkward, as he spent a lot of his childhood in the psych ward. So that would carry over to this.

He wouldn’t stare so visibly, but he’d make it obvious he had to try not to, averting his eyes and shuffling on his feet.

I think sometimes he’d steal looks when he thinks you aren’t looking. He’d glance over, and let out a little sigh and lean back in his chair just a little bit, and you know he’s just admiring you.

how did he get so lucky?

he isn’t a huge fan of sports himself, but he’ll try his best to support you!! He’ll turn up to every game he can, make sure to sit or stand in the front row, and cheer so loud everyone looks at him and he’ll sit back down in embarrassment.

Tim is a physical touch fiend, considering he didn’t get it a lot as a child, so he loves hugs, and will probably be touching you somehow often.

the problem is, when he hugs you in uniform, he is suddenly very acutely aware of how.. much he can see of you right now, and gets all red, and won’t tell you why.

you could probably force it out of him though :3

Brian:

This mf is into it and does not hide it!!

Brians pretty much a smug asshole in canon (lovingly) so he’ll be all smug and show you off to pretty much everyone. Will not hold back on the PDA either. Will probably slap your ass in public and act confused why you’re mad at him. (Only if he knows you don’t mind ofc).

i wouldn’t put it past him to run up to you as soon as you get in the game and quite literally pick you up and kiss you and spin you around, like some scene in a shitty movie.

most ATROCIOUS pickup lines ‼️

“Hey girl, are you an overpass? Because I’d hit that” “BRIAN I JUST SAT DOWN-“

He’s canonically a nursing student, so I’ve always imagined he takes pretty good care of himself, eat well, stay fit, workout often. So you two would match!

he’d be happy to train with you, one of his love languages is quality time, and he’d get to stare at his girl in short shorts and a top anyway, so who is he to complain?

plus, you’d both be all sweaty after, and he could invite you into the shower with him.

I’m sure you can imagine what ensues.

Alex:

He was intimidated at first. I mean, look at him, he’s a twinky theatre kid, and you’re.. muscular and not afraid to show it off, clearly. I mean you could probably pick him up and throw him around, or wrap your legs around his head, or- Not that he’s thinking about that (that he would admit).

he’d stare, but unlike Bri he does NOT own it.

he won’t admit it, but he will stare at you so much. sometimes unintentionally. He thinks he’s being subtle (he is not). I mean, how is it his fault that you’re really pretty and the shorts are so short.

it’s so easy to fluster him, even if he would rather die than admit it.

tsundere ass!!! /silly

Sit on his lap all sweaty after a game and he will turn the most red you've ever seen him and stutter like all hell. he isn't blushing red though, he doesn't know what you're talking about, he just forgot the sunscreen.

Your biggest fan!!!

He'll film your games (and you KNOW mf would get the best angles even if it meant pushing other onlookers out the way). Perks of a film maker bf...

He does want you to crush his head between your thighs i'm so sorry....