#but not under this poll please 😭

[leeechin]

𖥔 drenched [p. sh]

lee’s note : a short lil smut drabble based off this thought ! also related to an upcoming fic i’m writing for hoon 🧖🏻‍♀️

[m.list & navi ♡]

this isn’t related to the poll i posted! wc: 1.0k ^o^

warnings: smut under the cut, teasing, meandom!hoon :( but you love it, spanking, fingering, rough sex, bit of a size kink, squirting 😭, unprotected sex + pullout method, this is kind of rushed but enjoy the content before i start writing slow again looool. (mdni !!)

“hoon please do something.” you plead, tears pooling at your eyes as you rub at your clothed clit repeatedly. you were straddling sunghoon’s lap watching how he was leaning against the headboard on his bed watching you with half hooded eyes as he pumped his hard dick.

“mm i don’t think so sweetheart.. you couldn’t wait a couple more hours until everyone was asleep.” the ‘everyone’ in sunghoon’s sentence meaning only your older brother, jeongin. who was his best friend.

“i won’t do it again hoonie pleasepleaseplease! need you so bad.” you sob, turning your body away, arching your back slightly as you turn your head back a little bit to make sure he’s watching you peel off your panties. you hear sunghoon let out a low groan at the sight of your slick sticking to the now sticky material. the sight of his hand stroking at his thick cock faster and rougher making you let of a whimper. smack! the harsh contact of sunghoon’s hand hitting against the soft flesh of your ass making you let out a sharp gasp.

“be quiet sweetheart. you know jeongin’s bedroom is right across the hall, don’t you? you wouldn’t want your older brother to know how much of a slut his younger sister is.” he chuckles as your flustered reaction, seeing how you bury your face into the mattress sheets, trying to suppress any further noises. “look at this slutty pussy, s’ dripping down to my sheets.” you moan against the sheets feeling sunghoon trace two of his thick digits along the wetness of your cunt, collecting your slick, then stuffing them deep into you without any warning.

you let out another moan against the sheets, pushing your hips back only to be met with another slap to your other asscheek. “you enjoy this, don’t you?” his voice was taunting in your ears as he hauled you up, biting back a groan seeing how your slick traveled to his wrist. you couldn’t let out any noises, not with jeongin on the other side of the hall, and not with the way sunghoon’s fingers mercilessly dragged across your walls and reaching spots your own fingers couldn’t do earlier.

“so pathetic. two fingers and already gone.” sunghoon smirks, moving his thumb to rub against your clit which made you let out a small whine that easily bounced off the walls. “m’ close hoon, oh god!” you whisper, fighting back the urge to moan his name repeatedly. more stimulation is added on as you grind your hips, feeling his fingertips his deeper parts up, along with his other hand grabbing at your exposed breast, pinching at your nipple making you rush to cover your mouth with your hand own, practically seeing stars at this point.

“yeah? gonna come for me like what a good girl does?” his voice low to hide the fact he’s about to bust at the the way your hips rutted so desperately along his wrist. “yesyesyes— shit!” your sentence being cut off as you sudden orgasm washes over you.

you’re given no time to recover as sunghoon handles you onto your back, the feeling of the cold sheets pressing against your back making you let out a soft sigh. but your sigh turns into a loud whimper when you feel sunghoon align his thick mushroom tip to your entrance, circling the head teasingly along it to collect your wetness before slamming his hips to the hilt. your body was being practically folded in half by the sunghoon pressed his hands against the back of your thighs.

“fuck, always so tight, sucking me in so well.” sunghoon whispers, thick eyebrows furrowing as he felt the warmth of your walls clamping down on him each time. you stuff two of your own fingers into your mouth, attempting to block your moans when his pace doesn’t slow but gets harder and rougher with each thrust, nasty sound of your skin smacking together filling the room. and you’re really hoping that it doesn’t wake up jeongin.

you feel your second orgasm approach, sunghoon knowing that with the way you clenched so tightly around him. “god i love this pussy, sweetheart. look at this, you can barely take me..” sunghoon laughed, head looking down to where the two of you were connected and how a white ring formed around his thick base each time he pulled out to where only his tip was inside you and slammed in. you moan around your fingers at his words, not giving any warning as you finish for the second time of the night, but this time being different.

sunghoon pauses his movements to see how his entire lower half is covered in your release, smirking before pushing back in, harsh contact of his hips hitting against your thighs as he went in balls deep to chase his release.“so fucking pretty.” sunghoon compliments, slowing his movements down and seeing the way your closed eyes twitched and how you had your fingers stuffed into your mouth to suppress any noises when you feel him release over your upper half, painting your breast with his mess.

“hoon! s’ too messy!” you swat his shoulder when he emerges from the bathroom with a towel to wipe you up. he laughs in response, “that was so fucking hot that you squirted, we have to do that again.” you roll your eyes back, thinking about how many other times he could’ve said that to other girls that weren’t you. you wince feeling the contact of the warm towel against your sensitive spent pussy. “well now you gotta sneak back to your room.” he lets out a low chuckle seeing how you limped to his door, throwing him a quick middle finger before you creep quietly to your room.

and the next morning, you wake up, attempting to walk normal when you see jeongin already up and making breakfast, your older brother greeting you with a big grin. “hey— good morning! i hope you were able to sleep last night because sunghoon snuck in some girl and he didn’t watch the sound of his headboard slamming!”

‘oh god that girl was actually me!’ you groan in your head, but you smile and reassure your brother; “i slept soundly like a baby, no worry!’ seeing how at the end of the hall, sunghoon had his arms crossed with a huge smirk plastered across his face.

lee—(i’m so bad at ending off fics😭but the fic ending i have planned for thats related to this will hopefully be much better🫶)

[savannahsdeath]

hi savannah! i love ur writing a lot!! 😭

can u write something about reader getting high with ellie and.. you know how some people get high and horny? yeah. you can add more if you want, i’m not really good at writing ideas sorry!

- 🐻

DEALER!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: you leave your little party with friends in order to visit your favourite dealer..

warnings: 18+!! weed n just smut

writers note: i have another bbf!dealer!ellie idea (the one i made a poll abt) but i still didnt write it and omg idk💔i swear itll be posted soon

you already smoked, quite a lot, but you and your friends agreed that's not enough. and since ellie, the best dealer in your college, likes you the most, you proposed you'll go for more.

and so you were walking through one of the biggest buildings in the campus, as close to the wall as possible, so if anything, you won't fall in the middle of the hallway, after the curfew.

you knocked on the door to her room, messier than anyone elses. you heard her swear under her breath, but she smiled as soon as she saw it's you. she softly, but firmly, dragged you inside, before anyone could notice your strange behaviour.

"look, i won't sell you anything." she immediately annouced, sounding almost disappointed.

you frowned, looking around and swinging your arms. "why not?"

"you had some already." she pointed at you, your red eyes and widened pupils. "plus, i don't trust your friends. i won't take any risks."

you smirked and playfully nudged her. "come on, i bet i'm the most responsible client you've ever had."

"maybe the prettiest one, but you're far from responsible." she shook her head with a shrug. "none of you knows when to stop."

you looked down, biting the inside of your cheek in thought, before catching her gaze again. "but you know. maybe you could-"

"no way." she cut you off with a chuckle.

you sighed and, without asking, sat on her couch, tapping your nails on your thighs, trying to come up with something.

she was visibly surprised by you - not only your visit, but the fact you still didn't leave. she said no, what else was there to talk about?

"look, you gotta give me a small amount, i'll take anything, i don't care." you replied, desperate.

you knew there's no convincing her, and you already felt the itch of a need you could barely suppress. she stared right through you, amused. your eyes already dilated. your hands shaking. the smell of her stash maddening.

you looked back at her and you knew that she was about to let you have it. but not because you asked. she was going to enjoy this.

"what if.. i'll give you one more." she smiled, rummaging through her drawers. "but you'll share it with me, not with them."

you pouted, raising your hands in confusion. "what do you mean?"

she held out a joint for you, but she moved it away as soon as you reached for it. "i mean, someone has to keep an eye on you. and i know how to, you said it yourself."

"but-"

you sighed and agreed. why not? no matter how she puts it, you knew you're going to enjoy her company, and she does have that good stuff.

"whatever you say, ellie." you replied, still pouty that you had to now share your hit. but you knew she's right, plus, you'd have to share it with all your friends otherwise.

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your head was spinning and you were breathing harder. she laughed again as you coughed a little. her hand rested on your thigh, the couch you were sitting on surrounded by dirty clothes.

"feels good." you whispered.

you had weed in mind, but you realised it sounded like you were talking about her touch too late, after these words already escaped your mouth.

she looked at you with a smirk. "feeling good, huh?" her hand ran up your thigh a little more.

your mind was blown and you were way too high to figure out what to do. if that was her plan all along, it was working out perfectly.

you wanted more.

your head was clouded. you were giggling, giggling at yourself, giggling at the world. everything felt so funny and wonderful at once.

you wanted more.

you looked up at ellie and your eyes grow wide as you stared at her. she stared back at you for a few moments. you've never seen her like this.

no, that's not true. you've never felt her like this.

ellie smiled and moved a little closer to you. you could feel her presence and that's all there was.

you took another hit from the joint. and ellie was there to hold it as you did so.

you could feel her lips brush gently against your ear. you weren't sure what she was whispering. you just focused on how her hot breath tingled your neck.

she smiled. she knew exactly what's going to happen next, and she liked the fact that you could barely form any coherent thoughts, even though she wasn't much better, not at this point.

she took the joint from your lips as she looked up at you and smiled, not saying anything. she didn't need to.

she held the joint up and took a long, slow drag as you watched. sometning about it, about how the smoke drifted away when she exhaled, was just so attractive, you instinctively licked your lips. you focused on her soft breaths, making yours synchronize with hers, what helped you stay conscious.

she moved closer and you closed your eyes. you could feel her hair against your face, smell the scent of her hair.

as you opened your eyes, you realised that the world was spinning, and you and ellie were now on her bed. she had her mouth pressed up to yours.

you didn't know how long it's been going on for. maybe you just didn't care. but it felt good.

you gasped, right into her lips, as you noticed one of her hands is beneath your cotton panties. you didn't remember how it happened, but you were glad it got there. it moved synchronously to the rest of her body, but you figured out it was there just to test the waters as she started going down on you with her mouth without actually working with her fingers.

"you're even prettier when stoned." you giggled, not sure if you formed the sentence correctly, but basing on ellie's smile in response - it was understandable.

her tongue laid flat on the wet spot on your cotton underwear, making you realise your pants are on the floor. god, when did all of this happen? you didn't know there's a 'skip' button in real life, but at least you managed to come to your sense in the best moment possible.

"awh- do i really make you feel this way?" she chuckled against your clothed pussy. "i start to doubt you came here just because 'your friends picked you'.."

you hummed, twirling a strand of your hair around your finger. "you called me your prettiest client."

"and i don't take that back." she traced the hem of your panties, before sliding her fingers slightly down and caressing the outlines of your slit, barely visible through the soaked fabric. "mmh.. why does it matter now?"

"i'm just telling you- god." your hips uncontrollably raised, pressing against her hand. "just telling you, you shouldn't be surprised by this," you pointed at the surroundings of your lower stomach with your chin, "if you say things like that."

she finally, slowly took your underwear off, humming a little; "mhm". you weren't sure if it was supposed to be an answer for you, or an act of satisfaction at the view, but either one was fine.

she kissed your clit, pressing her tongue followed by her lips against it. the little touch had you moan, feeling a weird feeling of electricity starting from your core travel around your whole body. you didn't know if it was really that magic, or did the weed made you feel so much details.

she repeated this move a few times, each earning a moan or two from you. the knot you had in your head while trying to think of a way to make her sell you some more of her stuff was now in your stomach, loosening with every lick of her, now flattened, tongue. you tugged on the little bun she always had, pulling her closer to you with every small energy boost you got from time to time. you heard the sounds of your juices flow out, right to her mouth.

you squirmed under the bruising grip she had on your thighs, sometimes moving it to your lower stomach to gently press on it. when she did, you could see a spot in the shape of her hand, way lighter than the rest of your body, on the place she just left.

her eyes would sometimes look up at you, looking extremely innocent, what seemed weird compared to how her tongue fucked in and out of you.

ding!

you thought you heard sometning, but you quickly forgot about it, focusing back on ellie.

ding!

now, you were sure you heard something, but still didn't know what.

ding!

you saw your phone, laying on the floor near your pants, light up. your friends were spamming you, but your vision was all blurry and you didn't see anything. before the screen turned off again, you managed to notice one notification;

luccyy💞: idk about you, but for me, buying weed takes less than one hour

[headcanonenthusiast]

König NSFW headcanons

It was certainly a close call on the last poll, but König won! So, as promised, here are some NSFW headcanons of this absolute behemoth of a man 😎

I also like König, personally, but it will never not be hilarious to me that this dude doesn't have nearly as much screentime, development, and well, almost everything compared to other characters like Price or Ghost yet SKYROCKETED to popularity while the other members of KorTac are ignored 😭 Ppl like what they like ig.

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

NSFW under the cut.

-He's quite obviously noticed by now that he's tall as fuck.

-And the cocky bastard 100% uses that to his advantage.

-Will back you up against anything and trap you there. The wall, a countertop, a corner, anywhere and everywhere he can trap you with his body.

-Now, how him trapping you plays out depends on how you act.

-If you're more playful and disobedient? He's a lot more rough, more demanding, more determined to pin you down and take what he wants.

-"Are you going to do what I say? Or are you going to keep acting like a fucking slut?"

-But if you're more inclined to submit to him, he's the exact opposite. He treats you so delicately, as if you were an expensive vase he doesn't want to break.

-"Oh, I'm sorry, meine liebe. Did I startle you? I didn't mean to."

-Then he's gently pulling you into his chest as his giant hands roam your body.

-Major size kink. The shorter you are compared to him = the gentler he is. Just feel like he doesn't have the heart to be too harsh on you if the height difference is more drastic.

-"No, no, no. I'm not doing that to you, meine liebe."

-His hands run all over your body in a gentle manner, practically cooing and begging at you to change your request. He's too anxious about hurting you if you're much shorter.

-"I don't think you could take it, schatz. You're so much smaller than me, there's no way it won't hurt for you."

-Does love hearing you beg, though. So if you ask really nicely, and repeat your chosen safeword like 50 times, and give him more time to prep you, he might give in.

-"Fine, fine. But, you tell me the moment it hurts, ja? Ja, good. Good girl/boy."

-The way he acts is honestly so dependant on how his partner acts, although he almost always insists on being dominate. That's set in stone.

-But as much as he insists on being on top, he won't be too rough unless you have consented beforehand and act like more of a brat.

-So focused on your eyes at all times, not just when he's pounding you.

-"What? Why are you eyeing me like that?"

-And then when you beg for sex, he'll chuckle with his arms crossed, an amused smirk on his face.

-"Oh, that's why. Alright, fine. I'll give you what you want."

-Does make you beg no matter how you act, though.

-"If, and only if, you ask nicely."

-And if you refuse? May God have mercy on you, because König certainly won't.

-"And just who the hell are you to speak to me that way, huh? When did you become such a brat?"

-Narrows his eyes and is absolutely appaled when you swear at him. Like, hand to his chest, overly dramatic ass expression on his face as if you've actually hurt his feelings and this isn't all consensual.

-"Fine, then I'll just find a better use for that filthy little mouth of yours."

-A huge sucker (no pun intended) for blowjobs.

-If you're someone who likes it rougher and prefers being a brat, he's gonna go a bit harsher on your throat. He gives you a long af lecture for no reason, ranting while his giant fingers dig into your hair.

-"Why do you make things so difficult, liebling? Why?"

-Big fan of fucking you dumb. Prays that he's able to basically turn your mind to mush everytime. And when he does, his ego skyrockets.

-"It must be because you're such a little slut for me. Is that right? Habe ich damit recht, liebling? Was für eine Schlampe du für mich bist."

-But, if you give him a blowjob and are listening to him, it'd go something more like this.

-"You don't have to take it all at once, schatz. It's too much for you."

-"Careful, darling. Don't choke on my cock, now. Don't make your throat sore."

-And he's gently rubbing the back of your head, content hums and moans falling from his lips as he admires you sucking his cock.

-5 inches soft, 7 inches hard and you already know it's fat asf (lord have MERCY 😶)

-Carries you around a lot. Will gladly fuck you with you in his arms if you let him.

-Always grabbing onto your hips, thighs, and even your belly if you're chubbier. He just needs a partner he can grab onto while having sex.

-Really likes to tap the tip of his cock against your clit/dick/ass. Smiles if it makes you twitch a little.

-Praises your pussy/ass constantly for how tight it is.

-"Fuck, this pussy/ass is so tight. Feels so good.."

-And it's either he's cumming super deep inside of you, or he's pulling out at the last minute to paint your pussy lips/ass cheeks with his cum.

-Always enjoys seeing the finished product afterwards, whether it's inside or on you.

-And if you're chubbier? He wants to cum on that belly. In fact, he will. There's barely anything to stop him (besides you using your safeword, ofc) from cumming on your belly.

-"There we go, my perfect little liebling. You look so pretty/handsome painted in my cum."

-He also seems to count eating you out/sucking you off as aftercare. He'll gladly, and very gently, use his mouth on you so you can cum again.

-Then for the actual aftercare, it's fairly simple. He doesn't talk much, just wanting to pass out, but he'll put your head on his chest, a hand on your back with light kisses pressed to your scalp. He allows himself to become your bed as you both drift off.

-And don't worry if you'd prefer more talking for doing so well for him, he'll be sure to properly praise you tomorrow. The entire morning after sex, he's doting upon your every whim, ensuring that he didn't hurt you at all.

Translations: mein/meine = my

Liebling = darling

Schatz = treasure/sweetheart

Liebe = love

Habe ich damit recht, liebling? Was für eine Schlampe du für mich bist. = Am I right about that, darling? What a slut you are for me.

Yall I wrote this while half asleep, I'm so sorry if there's any spelling mistakes 😭

I also had fun with this. I love König just as much as the next basic König lover who's only ever heard of him from tiktok, but I cannot take him 100% seriously, as terrifying as he is 😭 its probably bc of his voice ngl.

Anyways, Ghost is up next! Hope you enjoyed.

[prettyfilmz]

RECEIVING GIFTS • SOLO SIKOA

authors note: hey my loves, we are now nearing the end of the love language series🥹 (one part left, it feels like it just started omg) also don’t yell at me! I know I’ve been m.i.a😭 midterms took a huge toll on my mental health and I wanted to make sure to give y’all the best and nothing half assed especially when it comes to solo since he’s so underrated. as for the next AND final part of this series, I’m making it a surprise👀 i’ll make a poll for you to guess who might be the one I’m currently writing so anyone in my tag list be on the lookout for it! without further a due, enjoy this one shot and have a happy halloween 🎃 💗

summary: in which sefa gifts you an item that you can both indulge in.

warnings: 18+ (MDNI), porn w/minimal plot, will be referring to solo as ‘sefa’, reader is a black woman, soft dom! solo sikoa x sub! female reader, daddy kink, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap!), sex toys (vibrator), mirror sex (small mention), dirty talk, praise, reverse cowgirl, spanking, squirting, choking, overstimulation, a bit of roughness.

word count: 1.3k words

the soft amber light of your bedroom casts a warm glow over your brown skin, highlighting every curve. you sit on the bed, wrapped loosely in a cozy robe that barely skims your thighs, your thick curls framing your face like a beautiful halo. sefa grins as he leans against the doorframe, holding a sleek black box with a mischievous look in his eyes.

“what’s that?" you inquire, raising an eyebrow and giving him a playful, curious look.

“a lil somethin’ for my girl," sefa replies, walking over to you, his grin widening. “open it, mama."

you bite your lip as he hands the box over to you. your fingers tug at the black ribbon and lift the lid. nestled inside is a bubblegum-pink hitachi wand. your mouth falls open, eyes widening as you look from the wand to sefa, who is clearly very pleased with himself.

“really, baby?" you tease, though your voice comes out shaky.

he shrugs, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. “what? I know you like the color pink…and cumming,” he says, nuzzling your neck, letting his beard graze your skin and sending a shiver through you. “and besides…I’m tryna see you lose it for me.”

your cheeks heat up by this point. the way he looks at you, soft brown eyes darkened with lust, is always your biggest weakness. before you can say another word, sefa slips behind you on the bed, pulling you back against his broad chest, his thick arms wrapping around your waist. he slides the robe off your shoulders, letting it fall to your lap, leaving you bare and exposed. his large hands spread over your hips, squeezing gently. “mmm…so damn beautiful,” he murmurs, pressing a trail of warm kisses down your neck, biting playfully at the sensitive spots that make you melt.

“baby…” you whisper, already breathless as his lips find that spot just beneath your ear, his teeth grazing your skin, rough and teasing.

“relax, mama," he whispers, his deep voice rumbling through you. “just let daddy take care of you…”

he flicks the wand on with a low hum, the vibrations filling the room. you barely have a second to process the sound before he slips his arm under your knees, pulling your thighs apart, opening you up completely. his free hand guides the wand between your legs, pressing it firmly against your sensitive clit.

“oh my god—" you gasp, back arching against him as the first pulse hits you.

“yeah, that’s it,” he chuckles, nipping at your ear.

the sensation is overwhelming, a jolt of pleasure that makes your thighs tense and your toes curl. you can barely catch your breath, body already writhing in his arms, but sefa just holds you tighter, chuckling low in your ear. his hands move down to grip your thighs, fingers sinking into the soft skin, leaving little crescent marks as he keeps you in place.

“uh-uh, baby girl," he murmurs, voice filled with that loving roughness that makes your insides melt. “you’re not going anywhere…mmhmm gon’ take it just like this, nice and easy."

you whimper, your eyes fluttering shut as the wand sends wave after wave of pleasure through you. sefa’s hand slides up to your throat, his warm, rough fingers wrapping around your neck. he applies just the slightest bit of pressure, sending your head spinning with a mix of pleasure and exhilaration.

“eyes on me, baby,” he says, squeezing your neck gently, grounding you. “I want to see that pretty face when you cum.”

you open your eyes, meeting his gaze in the mirror. your full lips are parted, your skin glowing, thick curls framing your face as you stare at your reflection. you look so damn gorgeous like this, spread out in his arms, completely at his mercy.

“mmm, you lookin' at yourself?" he whispers, biting your neck, leaving little love marks along your skin. “see how beautiful you are?"

your cheeks flush, and you feel that familiar heal pooling in your belly. you’re so close, teetering on the edge, every nerve in your body on fire. “sefa, please,” you whimper, your voice breathless.

he just coos at you, his hand slipping from your throat to grip your hip, his fingers digging into your soft flesh. "oh, baby, I’m just getting started."

and then, without warning, he presses the wand harder against your clit, sending a shock of pleasure through you. you cry out, your thighs trembling, but sefa doesn’t let that deter him. he begins a steady rhythm, the wand’s relentless vibration and his warm, solid body surrounding you.

“you can take it, can’t you?” he whispers, kissing the side of your neck. “you daddy’s good girl, I know you can take it.”

you nod, your breathing ragged, your fingers clutching the sheets as the pleasure intensifies, building to its peak. but sefa just smirks, tightening his grip on your hips. “that’s right, mama. you ain't tappin' out on me yet.”

with that, he slips the wand away briefly, making you huff in protest. before you can fully process the loss, he shifts, positioning himself behind you and pulling your hips back. you feel the thick head of his cock press against your entrance, tapping against your slick folds.

“want daddy's dick, princess?” he murmurs, his voice a low, playful growl as he squeezes your hips.

“yes…please, daddy,” you whimper, every word slipping from your lips without hesitation.

one hand comes down to give your ass a firm smack, making you yelp. “good girl,” he growls, then slides into you with one slow, deliberate thrust. your head falls back against his chest, a moan slipping from your lips as he fills you completely.

“look at that,” he whispers in your ear, his voice dark with desire. “takin' me like a fuckin' pro. you like that shit, don’t you?”

“yes…oh god, yes,” you moan, your body shaking as he begins to move, each thrust deep and slow, hitting that special spot inside you.

“that's my good girl,” he murmurs, his grip on your hips tightening as he picks up the pace, his cock filling you with every stroke. his hand comes down again, another smack to your ass that sends a delicious sting across your skin. "daddy’s so proud of you, takin' me so well."

your moans grow louder, each thrust dragging you closer to the edge. your fingers dig into his thighs, your breathing ragged as the pleasure becomes overwhelming. but sefa isn’t done with you. with one hand still gripping your hip, he brings the wand back to your clit, pressing it against your sensitive flesh.

"come on, baby girl," he growls, his breath hot against your ear. “come on this dick, lemme feel that shit.”

the combination of his thrusts and the wand’s unrelenting vibrations is too much. your body tenses, and then you shatter, your climax crashing over you in waves that leave you gasping, trembling in his embrace.

“uh-huh that’s it,” he groans, his own voice strained with pleasure. he doesn’t stop, his thrusts growing rougher, harder, each one sending another shock of pleasure through your already sensitive body. you whimper, your body twitching from overstimulation, but he holds you tight, grounding you with his touch.

“sefa…'s too much…I can’t—” you gasp, your voice a mix of pleasure and desperation.

“yes, you can, baby girl,” he murmurs, kissing your neck. “you can take it and you will. one more for me, come on.”

with one final press of the wand, he pushes you over the edge again, your body shuddering as another orgasm rips through you, making you gush all over him. your eyes flutter shut, your entire body going slack in his arms as the pleasure washes over you.

sefa groans, his hips snapping forward one last time as he finds his own release, his body pressing close to yours, filling you completely. you stay like that, tangled together, breathing heavy, completely spent.

“damn, mama,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “so...you like your gift?”

you chuckle softly, your body relaxed and content as you lean back into him, a smile playing at your lips. “you chose well."

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[ceoofyearning]

Merman! Lucien

Please help me decide what color to make his tail!! (Poll under the cut)

I kinda wanna write a little ficlet for this, but i’ve already got sm fic wips 😭 my brain is going at speeds my creative energy cannot keep up with

+ every time i draw lucien he looks different im gonna tear my hair out. Maybe i need to find a face claim for him so i can be a bit more consistent

[welcomingdisaster]

years of the trees tumblr dashboard simulator

🦜filitárifinds Follow

second mingling soft mouse

🌸 drunkinalqualonde Follow

second mingling soft mouse reblog for peace and comfort always

🌧️ hailxrainxstars Follow

i can't scroll past the mingling mouse

🪻dancer_spirit Follow

guys it's literally opening hour

🦦 whatabotterit Follow

opening hour will end but mingling mouse is forever

#sighs #i suppose i must reblog #second mingling soft mouse

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🌻sweetflowersofspring Follow

spilled all the seed pods at yavanna's temple and accidentally sa-si'ed in front of my crush (who only ever uses Þ 😭) and now i come home and learn the hounds have come loose and run off to chase the wild hunt... can i just get whatever queen miriel died from it's too late for me now folks

🔥lordoflight Follow

Explain to me how and why you think it's okay to joke about that.

#idiots online #disrespect #upsetting

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🌳 twotreesdaily Follow

Yet another image which fails to capture the majesty and beauty of Laurelin, yet in its imperfection reveals the grandness and completeness of that design, which none shall surpass.

#perfection #beauty #tree #merging of light and life #the valar #gold #symbol of eternal youth and the divine feminine #wow

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🐾 awwooooo Follow

join the wild hunt we've got deer jerky

🐾 awwooooo Follow

also orgies

🐾 awwooooo Follow

but seriously so much deer jerky there's too much someone please take some

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🪺 maidenwithoutacause Follow

normalize taking naps and being so so sleepy

🗡️fireson5 Follow

That literally kills people.

🪺 maidenwithoutacause Follow

that was ONE time

#sorry op but it's literally 100% of our mortality rate he's got a point

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🦢 silversmith Follow

"nolofinwë's right" this "curufinwë's right" that ... do we ever talk about how arafinwë just fucked off to to drink cocktails on the beach in alqualondë and married the hottest elf-maiden in all of aman? icon for this

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Based on your likes!

🐞 bugdaughter Follow

any girls want to go to the macalaurë feanorian orchestral and exchange kisses under the starlight....

🐞 bugdaughter Follow

perhaps tenderly grasp each other's hands

🐞 bugdaughter Follow

... unwed

#not safe for tumblr #horny posting

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🕊️ justsomevanya Follow

okay wondering if i'm weird

#polls #haha is it just me

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🎶freepeoplefreesong Follow

gotta be real it's sad to see cancel culture coming for melkor he's done his time let him live

🌄 smithworkirl Follow

bestie he's a war criminal

🎶freepeoplefreesong Follow

he's coming to my house party tomorrow ✌️ peace and love

#seriously tho unfollow me if you think people can't change #the light is healing and cleanses all #don't you believe in redemption

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⛰️ 12elves3kings

prince turukáno house of nolofinwë. you agree. reblog.

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[eclipzee3]

˗ˏˋ 𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 ˎˊ˗

𝑱𝒐𝒉𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

˚ʚ 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 ɞ˚

•°`` ``°•

｡･:*˚:✧｡°:. *₊ ° .

➵ alright, this is a pretty dark one. Stalking, somno.. breaking in. All that stuff. I was gonna do simon for this, but john won the poll. Not mad about it, but before you're like "they would never do this!" Respectfully just leave 😭

➵ just super dark. Rape. Break in.. Etc etc. Bad stuff. Please leave if this triggers you.

It wasn't his brightest moment, really. Jacking off in your closet was more something him at 16 would do. Not I'm his forties. (Idk what age he is and I'm too lazy to search it up).

That was the thing he liked about you, though. You were perfect. You looked perfect, too. There wasn't anything about you he couldn't enjoy. Not when you seemed so peaceful and sweet while you slept. You made him feel young again.

He reminded himself this wasn't right, and staring at your ass while you slept also wasn't right, but how could he not?

`✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹

You worked at a thrift store. Just an old place where people got rid of things they either hated, couldn't stand, or just things they couldn't deal with. John found himself going there every chance he got, just to see you.

The thrift store in particular closed pretty late. Therefore, he had plenty of time to gawk at you. It was gross, yes.. a man in his forties getting off to a young woman? He even knew, but his dick was really doing the thinking for him right now.

If he just kept going in the store without buying anything, he knew he'd come off as a creep, so he just grabbed book ends. And an old looking book nook. He wasn't a reader, but it was just for his office at work to organize a bit.

He looked at you, cursing to himself. He felt like a teen. A teen boy not able to fucking control himself. But fuck.. you really did look so gorgeous. Your hair was perfect, your face.. he was sure it'd look better with his cum.

Was he getting hard?

He shook his head, grabbing his things, and walked over to the counter, the old wood floors creaking under his weight. He coughed, placing his items on the counter.

It went as usual. Scan, receipt, bag. Happy customer, yay. That's all that mattered to you. To get to the end of your shift and not get fired.

But for John it was much different. He waited for your shift to end. For you to walk home.. For him to follow. He had considered before, but he just got too scared. Too afraid to hurt his gorgeous girl.

He didn't want to do it like this.. To be creeping closer to your sleeping form.. Cock hard. He was already so horny. So desperate to feel your warm holes around him.

Would you mind if I.. Just took these?

He grabbed a pair of your panties. Cute. A pink thong with little skulls. Who were you trying to impress? A boy? He rolled his eyes. He was perfect for you. Completely devoted. So much in fact, he was going to protect you. And follow you every night.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Right. So back to him jerking off in the closet, a rough and tight fist pumping his cock. "Ugh.. God.." He muttered, faster and faster, imagining your pretty ass plopping up and down on his cock. He couldn't get enough of you. He couldn't stop himself.

𝗛𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳.

He unintentionally hastily went over to the side of your bed.. His eyes drifting to your panties. Holy fuck. A hole. In your panties.

If it wasn't meant to be then he was crazy. (He is definitely not sane.)

Immediately he pounced on your body, quickly moving your legs up and pushing his cock inside you. "Fuck!" He stuttered to himself. So tight.. So so warm.

You slowly began to wake up, blinking and trying to turn over.. Before realizing you were being fucked. You couldn't see, not in the dark but with an attempt to stop him.. You were folded in half and your mouth covered. He plowing into you.. Relentless force fucking your poor hole.

How could he? To your dearest pussy? Poor thing. Slowly.. He shushed you, grunting softly as you whimpered and whined, his cock still doing an absolute number on you.

You squirmed and kicked.. But to no avail. He cock squished out your walls, stretching your poor body too much. It was thick.. Almost painful.

"Shsuh baby.. I'll be quick." The man said. Why? Why did this happen to you? Was he going to. .?

No!

You thrashed, biting down on some skin of his palm the best you could, your hands clawing deeply into his skin. "Ah fuck.." He grunted harder. "Keep trying.. Getting me closer, hun.." He muttered, whimpering a bit himself before coming inside you.. Deep.

You shook your head.. Crying now whilst he slowly got up off you, his fingers teasing your pussy. "Don't cry.. It's alright baby." He gave you a kiss as if it was daily routine.. Before putting a hand under your head and raising it, putting your lips closer to his semi hard cock. Slowly it was getting soft, but it didn't stop him from rubbing his tip on your lips, just like it were lip gloss.

"So pretty.." He sighed.. Leaning down and hugging your body. "You're such a good girl... Took my cock so well." He kissed you again.. Now crawling into bed with you.. A hand slipping in your mouth. What a monster.

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K done. Sorry for not posting for so long my sister died!! Super silly guys!!

[queer-n-here]

Hi lol I’m just here to request Tachihara again (i was the one who requested him before haha). I saw that you wrote the fic and that’s awesome and I’m super grateful, but I wasn’t able to finish it bc I can’t read noncon (just a personal thing).

But yeah! I’ve been loving your other works and I was debating even sending this cuz i didn't wanna sound entitled or anything but if you’re up for writing another Tachihara fic, I’d be stoked to read it! The other options on the poll you put out all sounded really good so maybe one of those? Up to you! And feel free to shoot down this request, no hard feelings :)

Bro 😭 I'm sorry the fic wasn't to your taste. Also, this is for other people who wanna send asks, too. If there are certain themes that you're not comfortable with, please specify! I don't want to make y'all uncomfortable, and I think I remember you saying that you were okay with anything, anon *accusing side eye*.

Hehe, no worries though, and you didn't come off as entitled at all. In fact, you sounded so polite I was like damn I need to do this hahah (dont worry, I took no pressure, as you can probably tell from the time it took for me to dish this things out, I'm sorry brooooo 😭😭)

Also, I'm glad you like my works! ☺ Thank you for reading, and I hope you like this one, too!

In the poll that I did for Tachihara, the second place was taken by 'Edging+Overstim' so imma do that one!

Contents: Edging 'Hara and then overstimming him.

Warnings: Smut, top male reader, lil bit of nipple play, one case of degradation, edging, overstim, I'm writing this at 2:24 because my bae just went offline and I'm horny :(

Tachihara was barely even sane about three hours in.

You'd been edging him for so long, he couldn't focus on anything anymore. His eyes were dripping with tears, his hips bucking up to push himself deeper into your cock, only for you to grab his waist with a hiss and hold him in place.

Gods, you couldn't help but admire how sexy he looked like that, eyes glazed over and thighs trembling, hands clutching your shoulders so tight he'd drawn blood a while ago. Another sob shook his bruised chest as you remained stationary in him, so big against his walls but not moving.

"[Name]," He whined, the jut of his throat rolling. "Hhng, p-please..."

"Hmm..." You considered giving him what he wanted.

You raised a hand, letting it trail across his skin, caressing his torso, his waist, his thighs...

Tachihara moved to lean into the touch, his gaze pleasingly pathetic despite his brain having turned to mush.

You leaved down and, surprising the both of you with your gentleness, placed a kiss on Tachihara's forehead.

"Alright, then." You said, your voice husky with desire.

And then your hips started moving again, this time with a ferocity that sent the man underneath you scrambling for purchase, his grip slipping from your shoulders. His hands landed on the sheets on either side of his head and he gripped them tightly, back arching as your thrusts grew deeper and deeper.

The sounds of sex echoed across the room, and each one of your thrusts hit Tachihara's sweet spots at the accuracy of a professional sniper, sending his mind hurling, making him whimper. His moans were growing louder, and his untouched dick was leaking pre-cum onto the sheets.

It didn't take Tachihara long to come. A couple tugs at his nipples had him spilling all over himself, making a mess out of his abdomen. His body shuddered as he panted, body lax under you, till he realized you weren't stopping.

"A-ah! I just... Mmph! I just c-came, [Name], please..."

"Please what, baby?" You drawled, your pace wild and unrestrained, your gaze on Tachihara's body predatory. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

And he just whined, fat tears spilling from his red and puffy eyes as he shook his head, but at the same time his hole clenched around you, making you widen your eyes and then smirk.

"Such a fucking slut, 'Hara..."

You ended up fucking him till he was shooting blanks, till the half-begging expression on his face slowly turned into a fucked-out one, till he couldn't even say your name anymore.

Clean up was a pain in the neck as usual, but after changing the sheets when you laid behind Tachihara in the bathtub, holding him against you, you couldn't help but sigh in contempt.

As long as you had him by your side, you couldn't hell but think that life was good.

[hotvintagepoll]

Donald O'Connor (Singin' in the Rain, Francis, Call Me Madam)— LOOK AT HIM. Those giant blue peepers. Those tappy tappy little feet that don't quit. The ears that stick out like little wings, ready to lift him up to goofy heaven. The way his face contorts into the strangest yet most endearing expressions. His ability to sing and dance alongside the hunk that is Gene Kelly and yet pull all attention away with his big-eyed buffoonery. The way his energy is unmatched in songs like "Make 'em laugh" - bouncing off the walls and tumbling through the air straight into my cold cold heart. Who else but a true scrungly lil guy would sit upon the witness stand and defend a talking mule with all the love and affection in the world - staring out into the court room with his bright wide eyes and eternally mouse-like expression, openly admitting that the mule is his best friend?!??! I see him and I want to pull him from the screen into my hand and just squiiiiiiiiiiiiish with all my might. I want to pinch his cheeks and have him bat those eyes at me. He just makes me go "eeehehehehehe" every time I see him and his silly little self. He is pure chaotic, ridiculous, scrungly perfection!

Dustin Hoffman—I just watched The Graduate for the first time and he's so cute oh my god. I thought he'd be 5'7" like al pacino but NO he's even smaller (5'6") 😭 he's very scrungly in this movie because when he gets nervous he keeps saying "what?" every time someone says something to him and he's very awkward. I think his relationship with Elaine is really sweet and when she went to his apartment thing asking for a kiss & they hugged and he put a hand on the back of her head I was like ugh I need what they have

This is round 1 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here. This poll goes up to 1970, so please only include propaganda from before that year!

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Donald O'Connor:

My silliest little guy. My funnyman. My horsie. I have watched many a bad movie for this man. The scrungliest fact I know about him is that he was supposed to star as Danny Kaye's role in the iconic White Christmas (1954), as he had known Bing Crosby since he was a child, but couldn't because he caught a mule disease while working on those Francis the Talking Mule films Universal endlessly made him do. I wouldn't exactly recommend those movies, but Don's character getting psychologically tormented by a sardonic mule does make for quite a good movie night, if you know what you're getting into. Are You With It? is another one I don't exactly recommend, but it does open with Donald as a math genius actuary who is about to kill himself over a displaced decimal point before getting taken in by a traveling carny instead. His more well-known and beloved roles have plenty of scrungliness too, in my opinion. This man slapsticked so hard he wound up bedridden for his physical exertion! Rather than submitting Make 'Em Laugh, which the electorate has likely already seen (I hope), I'm submitting an underrated dance number of his, where he explains maths through tap dance. That movie is Not good, but god do I love him in that role.

I think it's arguably very scrungly to seemingly be a real life cartoon character made out of rubber, as proven by how slapsticky the list of scrunglies is so far. In which case, Donald O'Connor? He scrungles supremely. He even played Buster Keaton in a movie (that apparently can't be recommended, but still).

Dustin Hoffman:

[tkaulitzlvr]

TOM AND Y/N SHOWER FLUFF PLEASE I BEG YOU

SELFCARE - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: after a stressful week at work, tom notices that you aren’t yourself. to help you loosen up, he decides to take care of you and give you even more princess treatment than usual, setting up a self-care night when you come home more stressed than usual.

content: fluff

a/n: tkaulitzlvr actually posting an imagine can u believe it😱😱😱 this was requested a while ago, but it lost the poll i put up a few weeks ago and since then it’s been in my inbox pretty often, so here u go! this is my first time writing since i last posted so i’m sorry if this is shitty😭

“another tough day schatz?” his voice is soft, bordering almost sympathetic as he runs his hands through my hair, arms wrapped securely around my upper back, staying that way from the second i had melted into them, doing so as soon as my tired feet trudged their way through the front door. this had become habitual over the past couple weeks, my job becoming particularly demanding with the annual roll around of christmas, my already packed schedule more hectic than ever, my happiness the cost of the overwhelming chaos that festivities inevitably brought along - the customers seeming to pour in faster than i could comprehend. though today, work had been almost too stressful, leaving me a lethargic mess, unable to do anything besides wrap my arms loosely around tom’s frame as he greets me with soft kisses, attempting to ease the stress that weights heavily on my shoulders, even if it is just a little bit.

“mhm.” i mumble, burying my head further into his chest, sighing loudly and allowing my eyes to flutter closed, already feeling at ease from the simple remedy of his touch.

he hums sympathetically in response, tightening the grip of his arms around my back, his lips pressing onto my forehead as a comfortable silence envelops us. his hands trail upward, moving tentatively under my thick jumper, the warmth of the knitted material replaced with the soft touch of his fingers as the pads trail across the skin of my back, tracing random patterns and allowing me to drown everything else out of my surroundings, tuning into only on the movements of his fingertips.

after a few minutes spent wrapped in his arms, he slowly moves away, though any doubts of him ending the tender moment are soon put to bed when his hands move upward, cupping my face in his palms and moving it closer. his lips are placed onto mine, their touch so gentle, so soft that my heart tugs at its strings, the stress that had weighed me down all week seeming to melt away. he pulls away every few seconds, tugging my bottom lip between his teeth, that same cocky smile on his face, though it doesn’t last long as he closes the gap between us once again. this time, his arms wrap around my waist, pulling my body flush against his as he begins to sway side to side. his fingers dig into the flesh of my hips, chuckling into the kiss when i jump slightly.

“i love you.” he mumbles against my lips when he finally pulls away, breathless and flustered, his cheeks a light shade of red as his now swollen lips mirror my own. he doesn’t wait for my response, a slight smile gracing his expression as he opens his mouth to continue. “how about i help you relax? we can shower and then put on one of your favourite movies, i’ll even order takeout. how does that sound schatz?”

when my lips curve into a soft smile he already knows the answer, moving closer once again and kissing my cheek. his hands find their way to my heavy winter coat, reaching to pull it off of my frame as i look upward at him in confusion.

“you’re exhausted honey. let me do this for you, okay?”

i don’t object, nodding my head silently and standing still as he gently removes my arms from the sleeves, walking away momentarily to hang the coat with the rest of the clothes beside the front door. he comes up behind me, quickly lifting me upward into his arms before i can object.

“what are you doing?” i giggle, patting his back whilst small chuckles escape my lips, legs flailing around as his arms remain tightly around my waist. he places me gently on the couch, flashing me a soft smile before bending down in front of me. i giggle in disbelief when he reaches for my boots, slowly undoing the buckle.

“baby i’m tired not incapable. you don’t have to take my shoes off for me.” i shake my head slowly, laughing quietly to myself as he looks up, making eye contact with me.

“but i want to. let me take care of you.” his voice is slow, though the movements of his hands as they remove my shoes are even slower, bordering too careful, tugging the zippers on each foot downward gently. one hand moves to the heel, the other placing itself at the front of my shoe as he pulls it off, setting it on the floor and moving to my other shoe, until they are both off of my sore feet.

he clears his throat, moving his body upward so that it hovers above my own. he kisses my lips briefly, smiling into it and pecking them a few more times. “let’s go shower yeah?”

he scoops me into his arms, my legs instinctively wrapping around his torso as i bury my head into his neck, the familiar scent of vanilla and cigarettes calming my mind. his fingers tap against my thighs in a random pattern, arms hoisting me further upward whenever i would slip out of his embrace. my eyes only open when i feel my position change, realising that tom has set me down on the bathroom counter, the marble cold against my skin despite the denim that covers my lower half. he mutters a quick ‘i’ll be right back’, before disappearing out of the bathroom, leaving me alone momentarily. the silence is peaceful - a clear contrast from the chaos i had been unwillingly part of all day. it is strange for things to be so quiet, without the annoying and far too frequent complains of a customer, or the constant sound of christmas music blasting around the store. but it is nice, and my entire body relaxes at the lack of noise until tom reappears, holding some fresh pyjamas, a random array of unlit candles placed on top of them.

he places them next to me, turning away and messing with the shower until hot water begins to pour from it. he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a lighter and setting the candles upright. his fingers flick the light switch off, small orange flames casting their brightness around the now dim bathroom. his eyes meet mine, gaze staying locked on mine as he walks over, his fingers finding their way to the hem of my jumper.

“can i take this off schatz?” he asks, smiling weakly when i nod my head. he lifts the material upward slowly, dropping it to the floor and studying my upper body. he moves his attention to my bra, looking into my eyes once again, waiting for that permission he had sought moments ago. i mutter a quiet ‘yes’, his fingers pulling the clasps undone. knowing better than to make the moment sexual, his gaze lingers only briefly as he appears to snap out of it, mumbling a quick ‘so beautiful’ before removing my jeans, letting them pool at my feet. i stand up, removing my panties myself whilst he turns to his own clothing.

“wait.” i say, his head turning to face me. he stops his movements when he is just about to remove his shirt, watching as my hands move his own away, my fingers clasping around the soft material as i lift it over his head, revealing his upper body, adorned with rigid muscle and soft skin, something which still makes my stomach swarm with butterflies - no matter how many times my eyes land on the sight. he grins softly, planting a sweet kiss in my hair before pulling his own jeans down, his boxers quickly following.

i enter the shower, the warm water quickly easing the tension that had habituated around my body, my eyes shutting at the satisfaction. i feel tom’s presence behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist slowly. his head dips just below my ear, lips ghosting over the skin until they eventually make contact, placing slow and messy kisses there, my head falling backward as i make no attempt to stop him.

“you okay baby?” he whispers lowly against me, pulling his head out of my shoulder, turning my body around so that i am now facing him, his frame considerably taller than my own, his head looking downward whilst my own neck bends upward to look into his eyes.

“mhm.” i offer him a weak smile, watching as he reaches behind me, grabbing the shampoo from the small shelf.

his hand places itself on my shoulder, applying a little pressure. “turn around schatz.” he whispers, twisting my body so that my back now faces him. i take a guess at what he is doing, my prediction confirmed as correct when i hear him open the bottle from behind me, squeezing some shampoo into his hands. he lathers it up for a few seconds before his fingers thread into my wet hair, massaging the suds deep into my scalp. i sigh in relief, head falling backward slightly at the feeling. his fingers move deeper, leaving no part untouched, the bubbles now coating my entire head. once satisfied, he reaches for the shower head, testing the temperature before moving it so that the water falls directly onto my hair.

“close your eyes honey.” he says, moving the stream of water as the suds run down the front of my face. his hands still run through my hair, taking real care to make sure that the shampoo is completely washed out. he grabs the conditioner, rubbing it softly on the ends of my hair, rinsing the remainder under the water.

he lathers some soap in his hands whilst my conditioner soaks in, turning my body around so that i am facing him once again. he starts at my shoulders, covering them in the soapy suds, then trailing down to my arms, hands, stomach, waist, back. a playful smile tugs at his lips when he reaches my breasts, touching them a little - in fact way more than he needed to. his hands cup them firmly, thumbs swirling over my nipples as he looks into my eyes. i shake my head playfully, though i don’t have it in me to tell him to stop, allowing his hands to work on my breasts.

“just making sure they’re clean.” he confirms, letting a soft laugh escape from his lips. his hands detach from them after a few minutes, moving to rest on my ass. though when his face nears my own, i soon realise that this is no longer about ‘making sure that i am clean.’ he walks backward slightly until our bodies are submerged under the stream of water, pressing his lips to my own. the kiss is different this time. it is firmer, rougher, playing dangerously on the line between loving and lustful. his tongue slips into my mouth, hands kneading my ass as he pushes his body further into mine, the feeling of something hard between my thighs snapping me out of the moment.

i look downward, stifling a laugh once i pick up on tom’s problem. “and here i was thinking this shower was for you to take care of me.” i sigh, shaking my head and laughing quietly.

“you’re naked in front of me. i can’t help it baby, i swear.” he jokes, his hands resting on my lower back as he pecks my lips lovingly a few times. “don’t worry, we don’t have to do anything. this is your night, and i’m gonna take care of you, just like i said i would.”

my heart warms at his words, arms reaching to wrap around his torso as i pull him into a hug. he is taken aback, but quickly hugs back, his hands resting on my back as his thumbs run up and down it.

“i love you.” i mumble, face flush against his chest.

“i love you more schatz, always.” he replies, resting his chin on my head, the room now silent besides from the sound of water pouring from the shower head. “c’mon let’s finish up then you can pick a movie, whatever you like.”

i nod my head, about to wash the conditioner on my hair out myself, though tom beats me to it, running the hot water through my hair until it is completely clean. he steps out first, reaching his hand out for me to take, grabbing a towel as i exit the shower. he starts with my hair, squeezing the excess water out of it, before moving the towel down my body, removing the small droplets that rest on my skin. the time he spends focusing on himself is next to nothing - he briefly drew himself off and slips on some grey sweatpants, running a towel on his braids for a few seconds.

“lift your arms up.” he says, grabbing the pyjamas that he had brought in earlier, placing the oversized t-shirt (he knew instinctively to pick one of his out - remembering that i would much rather wear his clothes than my own) over my frame, tugging the baggy sweatpants up and over my legs.

i mutter a quick ‘thank you’, exiting the bathroom and flopping onto the bed, body sinking into the fresh sheets. tom follows a few seconds later, chuckling at my state when he enters the bedroom. he walks over slowly, picking me up and climbing under the covers, only letting me go to place my body on top of his own, legs intertwined, my chest flat against his own. he reaches for the remote that sits on our bedside table, handing it over to me.

“it’s all yours.” he smiles, watching as i gladly take it, shifting my position so that i can see the large tv directly opposite our bed. though this subtle change clearly separates the distance between tom and i too much, his arms reaching to wrap tightly around my waist, my own resting on his torso, head snuggling into his chest as i flick the tv on, the screen quickly lighting up.

“thank you for taking care of me.” i mumble against him, snuggling further into his embrace. i feel him smile against me, hand giving my waist a soft squeeze.

“of course. it’s my job baby, you know i’d do it a thousand times over.” he places a kiss into my hair, letting his lips linger for a few seconds. “all i want is for you to be happy. you know i’ll do anything to make sure that you are, right?”

i nod weakly, eyes landing on the movie that i want to watch, knowing that tom won’t be as thrilled as i am. “does that include watching the notebook?” i peer upwards at him, studying the way his face falls momentarily, a loud groan escaping his lips, knowing just how much he completely despises this movie.

“now that crosses the line.” he jokes, a playful smile now on his face. “you really sure you want to watch this? out of every movie?” he knows that attempting to change my mind is pointless, though any small chance of getting out of this is something that he will take. but when i nod my head slowly, he realises that it is no use.

“i’m just kidding. anything you want schatz. it’s your night.”

i kiss his cheek repeatedly amidst mumbling rushed and almost inaudible ‘thankyou’s, the smile on his face only growing wider and wider as he places his hand on my back, shaking his head once i return to how i had been sat before, my head resting on his chest. the movie begins to play, tom’s thumb rubbing soft circles on my skin, the feeling of his eyes burning into me providing a clear distraction.

“stop staring.” i whisper, hitting his chest lightly. “watch the movie tom.”

“sorry.” he mumbles, returning his attention to the screen, though i sense his gaze on me throughout, not having the energy or heart to stop him, instead letting him get away with the not so subtle glances that he sends my way, deciding to give him the false hope that he is being discreet.

eventually, his breathing becomes slower and deeper, body no longer shifting as it had done for the past thirty minutes. i turn around, seeing his eyes closed, mouth slightly parted with quiet snores escaping from it as his chest moves up and down, arms still holding me tightly in their embrace. i turn the tv off, pulling the covers over both of us and placing my leg over his, fingers tracing random shapes onto his chest as i feel my own eyes becoming heavy. just as i am about to fall into a slumber, tom begins to stir in his sleep, bringing my body even closer so that it now rests on top of his own. his eyes remain closed, still on the verge of sleep as his mouth opens slowly, voice low and groggy. “i love you schatz, goodnight.”

requests are open! keep sending them in!!

[sugudollz]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ Satoru with a Mommy kink <3

MDNI!! Mommy kink. Nipple play (male & female receiving). He sucks on your nipples. You call him “sweet boy” like twice. Riding. I lowkey forgot this was supposed to be a mommy kink thing. Half-assed cuz I got bored. I didn’t know how to end it so the ending kind of sucks. Not proofread this also took like three days each time I wrote it at 1 am - 5 am 😬 scared to post this cuz I don’t like it but it won the poll so 😭

tags: @daburgershop

Satoru is sitting down, squirming, with his back against the soft and comfortable sofa, hands gripping tightly onto the armrests as he bites down on his bottom lip harshly.

“M-Mommy, please!” Satoru manages to choke out a whine, saliva spilling past his lips as he proceeds to moan continuously like a broken record. You’re bouncing on his aching dick, the head of his hard cock hitting that sweet spot inside of your pussy.

“Hm? Please what, sweet boy?“ your hand reaches for Satoru’s flushed cheeks, his eyes going shut and his grip on the plush sofa growing impossibly forceful. Satoru is pouting, his legs starting to feel numb from the overwhelmingly pleasureful sensation.

“P-please… help me cum…” Satoru then opens his eyes, glassy and on the verge of becoming teary, making eye contact with your pretty, captivating eyes. He doesn’t know what it is, he just knows that the way you look at him almost tauntingly has him whining from enjoyment.

A frown plays on your lips when you process his words with your hands traveling down his face to his chest and landing on his swollen nipples, your index finger and thumb doing the job of twisting and pulling at them. Satoru is looking at you shyly as his cheeks go rosy from the heated feelings.

“I always make you cum.” You say this before forcing your incredible hips down onto his aching cock and creating an earth shattering moment.

Satoru nods when you state the fact that you always make him cum, but his bottom lip is tucked under his teeth as a tear slips from his lash line, all from pure lust.

“Yes, you do… Mommy…” Satoru whimpers softly, barely audible. He throws his head back against the pliable pillows of the sofa as a moan makes its way through his pretty, sore lips.

After a moment, Satoru’s eyes drift down to watch the way your pussy envelopes his dick, mesmerized by the way you clench around him and use him to help you finish. Bright blue eyes are stuck on the way your juices are dripping down slowly on his flushed cock as you bounce on it, pleasuring both you and him.

“Mommy, it feels s’good…” Satoru’s eyes roll to the back of his head while drool leaks down to his chin and he’s barely able to focus on anything but the pleasure and the sound of your skin slapping against his skin. Giggling, you stare his fucked out expression down, a smile embracing your lips now.

“Yeah? You feel good?” The delightful sensation in Satoru’s body has him ruining the white bedsheets by clawing and holding onto them for dear life. Your warm, tight walls clenching down on his pretty dick as you bounce up and down and Satoru’s gaze fixes on your tits jiggling from the force of your hips work.

Satoru really can’t look away from your gorgeous, sweaty self, his baby blue eyes stuck on your pretty boobs bouncing along with your hips as you take in his cock, going up to his sensitive tip and slamming back down roughly to his pelvis. With his eyes going wide, Satoru feels tears forming all because of how insanely good he was feeling, all because of a silly name that got both of you worked up.

“Mommy!” Cries Satoru when you speed up the pace of your unforgiving hips, your fingers doing gods work by pinching his reactive nipples with your fingers and pushing him to edge. You’re eyeing his obviously vulnerable facial expression as you pull at his sore nipples.

Suddenly, Satoru’s hands grab at your tits and begin fondling them, not-so-secretly ogling the way your skin slips through the gaps between his fingers. After a gentle squeeze, Satoru brings your nipples to his mouth and looks up at you with what could have been mistaken for innocent eyes.

With that, he plops one of your nipples into his mouth and starts sucking on it, careful not to accidentally have his teeth scrape the delicate area. He’s watching your face contort into one of pure ecstasy form the unexpected action.

His other hand is groping your other boob to not leave it neglected, and Satoru’s eyes roll to the back of his head as if he was receiving the sucking. Your breasts are still bouncing as do your hips but in that moment you feel a knot in your stomach tie and your hips stutter, warning you that your orgasm is nearing.

Satoru notices the way your cunt clamps down on his dick, sucking him in like a vice. He then feels his release coming closer and his mouth moves to your other nipple on your other boob and sucks like his life depends on it.

“Mommy, ‘m gonna cum!” Satoru whimpers as he closes his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure he’s receiving, his mouths work on your nipple stopping because he’s too focused on earning that orgasm.

“Me too, sweet boy,” you say breathlessly as your attack on Satoru’s cock grows furious in hopes of bringing both yours and his finish to the edge. “Cum for Mommy, Satoru, you can do it.” You encourage the mess of a man that’s desperate under you and with a final drop of your hips, Satoru’s releasing his thick, heavy load into your pussy, reaching almost to your womb.

Satoru can’t even keep his eyes open at this point, the force of his orgasm taking all of his attention. With his finish, you’re brought to yours as well and your pussy is gushing all over his dick as chants of “mommy, mommy, mommy,” escape out of his lips as if stuck on repeat.

He’s shivering, poor Satoru, from the earth shattering release and poor boy looks so sensitive and fucked after his orgasm, resting his body on the sofa as he pants heavily and his body is limp.

Standing on your knees that are placed on either side of Satoru, you get off of his dick and admire the way his cum leaks out of your cunt and the way yours covers his thick cock. Satoru, however, is on the verge of passing out with all the heavy breathing and soul crushing pleasure from just moment ago.

“That was…” Satoru manages to breathe out but he’s obviously panting. “So good, Mommy,” his voice sounds so euphoric, even with the breathlessness in his tone. Opening his eyes just barely, he peers up at you as you’re still catching your breath.

You don’t respond, only nodding your head and falling to the side of him, your arm covering your eyes.

With that, both you and Satoru drift off to sleep.

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[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

05/31/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Nathan Foad; Con O Neill; Vico Ortiz; Courtney Andersen/Rigging BTS; Adopt Our Crew - Shareholders Meeting Guide; Adopt Our Crew - Pride Month Prizes; Save OFMD Crew Pride Month Poll Results; Articles; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika;

No Fan Spotlight tonight dearies, sorry I ran out of picture space as there's a lot going on, will pick back up tomorrow.

== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys out with Theo playing pickleball!

Source: Rosie's Instagram Stories

== Taika Waititi ==

Taika's out here being a supportive husband <3 The video is available on his Instagram Stories,

Source: Taika Waititi's Instagram Stories

== Nathan Foad ==

Oh no, Nathan 😭

Source: Nathan Foad's Instagram Stories

== Con O Neill ==

Just a short video from Con about Mad Max: Furiosa

Source: Con O'Neill's Instagram

== Vico Ortiz ==

Vico pics from Phoenix Fan Fusion with EnbyBruje <3

And a short Video: Vico dancing with EnbyBruje at Phoenix Fan Fusion

Source: Enby Bruje's Instagram

And finally--Vico Will be at the Dynasty Typewriter on June 25: 7:30! For tickets, visit www.dynastytypewriter.com

== Courtney Andersen ==

One of the lovely folks behind the scenes on OFMD was Courtney Andersen and his team that put together the fantastic rigging for The Revenge that made everything so authentic! Below are some BTS pictures of the rigging!

Source: @ Saphena69's Instagram

== Adopt Our Crew Fuckery Cont'd ==

Our dear friends at @adoptourcrew have put together a guide for the upcoming Shareholder Meeting! Check it out below.

Source: AdoptOurCrew's Instagram

== AOC: Our Flag Mans Pride ==

Starting off Pride Month strong our friends at @adoptourcrew have shared the price catalogue for #OurFlagMeansPride. More details will be added soon, but you can check out the prize list here.

Source: AdoptOurCrew Twitter

== Save OFMD Crew Pride Month Poll Results ==

The SaveOFMD Crew had a poll earlier this month asking for suggestions on how to celebrate pride month! Those poll results are available now on the REPO under the Save OFMD Crew Folder. There will be more information regarding plans coming soon!

Poll Results

Please note: Write-In Answers were not included in the public file due to data privacy reasons.

== Articles ==

== Big Bang Reminder ==

Reminder! The OFMD Big Bang Starts sign ups tomorrow!

For all of you who're seasoned OFMD tumblr folks, you probably have heard of OFMD Big Bang before! For our newer members of the fandom check out the description below by OFMD Big Bang Tumblr.

What is the Our Flag Means Death Big Bang? A big bang is a writing and art challenge pairing authors and artists to complete a long work of fiction. The OFMD Big Bang is centered around stories which take place in the Our Flag Means Death universe with a minimum word count requirement of 10,000. 

Interested in joining? Author and Artist sign-ups open on June 1! Here's the upcoming Schedule. Visit the @ofmdbigbang tumblr for more information!

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies. Tomorrow is the start of Pride Month! Happy Pride to everyone :)

I apologize, I know I have a lot of messages I need to catch up on, I've just been so swamped I haven't had the time. I promise I'll get to them and the rest of the things I've been behind on, this weekend sometime. In the mean time, I just want to say I hope you're being kind to yourself today. I know it's really hard to do some days. Outside influences, people's opinions, the state of the world, everyday stressors, brain chemistry, sometimes just about anything can make it hard for you to love yourself the way you deserve. Just remember that you are wonderful. Not everyone is going to see just how amazing you are. They aren't going to see the spark in you that makes such a huge impact on the world tiny minute waves at a time. But you know who can see that spark if you let them? You.

You light up the world with every movement, every gesture, every word. You truly are a marvel. Sure, we all make mistakes, we all struggle, but every day you keep going and even though you can't see it, you are blooming little by little in your own light-- and your light is helping others to bloom too. You are brilliant lovelies, remember to bask in that light a bit for your own sake. Rest well, drink some water, take your meds if you have them, and get some sleep if you can. Tomorrow is another day.

Take care <3

== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Not sure about tonight's theme, mostly just the two of them chatting it up with each other. Gifs Courtesy of the wonderful @mulder-isms and @ofmd-ann

[sarahjtv]

My Hero Academia: Chapter 424 Spoiler Thoughts:

MHA is finally back from break and we have a calm after the storm chapter. Let me put my thought on Tumblr for a bit:

So, let's get this out of the way: Tomura Shigaraki/Tenko Shimura is dead. Like, DEAD, dead. Unless Kohei Horikoshi pulls the rug under us, I think he's made it clear that Tenko's not coming back. Those last 2 pages were it for his conclusion. He did add one more panel of Shiggy and some dialogue from Deku to say that maybe Deku really did "save" Tenko, but that's all we got. I'm still unsure how to feel about this, but I appreciate Horikoshi giving Tenko a bit more of a conclusion after the last chapter. But, the story isn't over yet, so we'll see if he's mentioned again.

Bakugo's parts were the best parts of this chapter. I'm glad to see him alive and well after everything (I highly doubt Horikoshi would keep him dead again anyway) and that his parents are there for him (Mitsuki yelling at him was funny ngl). Sucks that his right arm will never fully recover, but maybe that rehab will help him get to a good enough place. Also, his moments with Deku and All Might were incredibly sweet and a great conclusion to their little storyline. Seeing Bakugo genuinely tear up and look back on his and Deku's relationship throughout the years honestly moved me because it shows how far this young man has come (the artwork on his face is so good btw; Horikoshi has always been great at expressions in particular). Katsuki Bakugo's character development is one of my favorites in the series and he deserves #1 in every character poll he gets.

EDIT: OH, BAKUGO'S CRYING OVER DEKU BEING QUIRKLESS AGAIN AFTER THE EMBERS BURN OUT ONE DAY I'M GOING TO FUCKING CRY WHAT THE FUCK 😭

Deku continues to be Deku till the very end. I loved Izuku nerding out about how he gets to share a hospital room with All Might because of course he would. It's also nice to hear that A.) All Might reassures Deku that even though he doesn't feel like he saved Tenko because Tenko died, he still might have in the end and B.) Deku still has the embers of One For All which doesn't make him Quirkless. I assume this means that Deku is basically back at the start when he first got OFA. I'm sure his strength is still there at least, but it's probably not nearly as powerful as it was in the final battle.

Also, Deku's haircut 😭! I know they had to do it because it got messed up in the final battle and surgery, but please let his hair grow again before the manga ends, Horikoshi! I want his cute, bushy green hair back! There's also a scar on his right cheek covering his cute freckles I can't. His eyeball popping out of his socket when he sees Kacchan cry was hilarious, though 😂

All Might also telling Deku and Bakugo that they're the greatest heroes to him and everyone else is a really nice full circle on their initial dreams when the story started.

And then there are the two panels we get of Shoto and Ochako. I assume we'll touch on their epilogues next chapter, but I'm curious how they're doing because Ochako looks solemn and we don't even see Shoto's face because his back is turned to us in a dark light. I bet they're reflecting on what happened to Toga and Dabi respectively. We're still not sure if either of them really died, so it's a coin flip as to whether they did or not. There's also Shoto's whole family situation that needs tying up which is a whole other can of worms. I really hope this gets covered in the next chapter.

Finally, we see Deku and the others returning to UA which is currently being rebuilt. I'm guessing we'll see how everyone else is doing post-war too either in the next chapter or later. While we need to cover the main 4 (Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, and Ochako), we also need to see how everyone else is doing because they weren't the only ones affected by the war. Everyone has battle scars of some kind.

And while the chapter is called "Epilogue", it's not over yet. We clearly have more story to cover and bows to tie as neatly as possible. Horikoshi can't please everyone (no one can, really), but I can tell that he's doing his best and that he still genuinely cares about his story after nearly 10 years. I'd say we have the rest of June at least and the end of summer at most until MHA finally ends. This was a really nice "wrap-up" chapter and we have more to go until the end. Despite its flaws, My Hero Academia is still peak fiction to me and some of the parts in this chapter cement that. It will always have a special place in my heart. I will be sad to see this series go, but I will be there until the end.

EDIT: I just saw Horikoshi's comment this week and it basically confirms that we have more story to come. He doesn't say how many chapter but he says "I'll keep going for a little while" and that we're returning to school life; the "Academia" part of the story. I'm really glad he's not rushing the conclusion because there's a lot of stories and characters to give finales to. I'm also really curious to see how school life is post-war, so I'm glad that'll be explored.

[fuckyeahpedropascal]

Hi, I hope you're doing well! Just wondering if you're able to do a post/poll/comparison/analysis - let's call it a scientific study - of Pedro's broad shoulder in proportion to his tiny waist? (and maybe also his cute, um, bottom?)

As always, thank you so much for all you do for the Pedro fandom! 💖

This ask is literally 8 months old, I’m so sorry sweet anon 😭 I kept putting it off because I felt like I couldn’t do your ask justice. I still think I can do a much better job than this, but since it’s Boxing Day, I thought I’d leave this naked man under all of your trees.

Please forgive the half-assed analysis because my mind doesn’t work in the face of such broadness 🫠 And of course, we can only use half-naked pics because we need clear references for science.

Let's talk overall broadness first. This man majorly beefed up in between Nikita (2013) and the first season of Narcos (2015). I was going to use 3:5 cropping for both gifs, but I literally couldn't fit all of Javier in that frame. That's how bloody broad this man had gotten.

Can we admire the corded muscles running down Javier's side for a second? Look at the lines. Look at them. He is significantly thicker and more sculpted compared to Liam, he definitely put his hours in the gym in those couple of years.

Skipping forward to the next time we see this man half-naked on screen in TUWOMT in 2022, he has clearly gotten even broader horizontally and also filled out in thickness. The shoulders are bigger, and look at those tiddies pecs practically leaping off the screen, and that soft belly. They knew what they were doing not giving us a full frontal shot of Javi G - he's a danger to ovaries everywhere.

Now let's move on to shoulder-to-waist ratio. Compared to Liam, Javier has a more pronounced dip in the waist thanks to the broader shoulders and the tiny little waist that stayed tiny. If you draw lines connecting shoulders to waist, Liam is more boxy and Javier is more of a trapezium.

While we don't see Javi G stand up fully, that shoulder-to-waist ratio is clearly still there, even if he is broader on both ends overall. That slutty nip in the waist is still very much present.

Ok that's all the analysis my turkey-fogged brain is capable of right now. This is such a broad topic (tehehe), consider this a prelude of sorts. I'm sure I'll be doing more of a deep dive one day, because we haven't even gotten to that little tush yet.

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[linos-luna]

Can you do a smut fanfic of Lee Know and Suga? I saw a poll of yours with it and I don't remember what is the top 1. The two is just seriously similar and just like twins and I just wanna be wrecked by them! (>.<)

I had it in the drafts but it accidentally deleted so I gave up 😭

But! I must revive it 🫰🏽

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Birthday ❣️

Dom!Suga x Sub!Reader x Switch!Lee Know

Warnings: 18+ smut, groping, unprotected sex, fingering, d/s dynamic, threesome, hair pulling, some boy x boy, pet names

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Your boyfriend, Minho, was leading you into a bedroom from behind as your mutual friend, Yoongi, stepped in, closing the door.

Yoongi had backed you both into the wall. Minho was kissing your neck and groping your breasts as his friend made out with you from the front.

“Thanks for letting me play with your kitten, Minho…” the older man said briefly as he reached under your skirt, rubbing his fingers against your silky panties. “She’s so pretty…”

You moaned at the feeling and lightly bucked your hips as he slipped his fingers under the fabric.

“Be patient, kitten.” Minho said while holding your hips still. “You don’t want to upset our guest.”

You didn’t even seem to realize that you were in Yoongi’s room.

One minute, you’re At Yoongi’s birthday house party, drinking and dancing, next thing you know, you’re being pushed into a bedroom.

You were tipsy, bordering on drunk, and the two men were as well. Originally, it was just Minho making out with you but the prospect of Yoongi joining got your boyfriend excited.

So here you were, now being pushed onto a bed as Yoongi yanked off your skirt and underwear along with undoing your bra.

Minho was already undressing as Yoongi stood over you and grabbed your jaw.

“Some rules, kitten… you call me sir or oppa. And you do everything I say.” He said sternly.

“Yes sir.” You said with some slurred speech.

Yoongi was satisfied and let go, now removing his pants and boxers. He got on top of you and leaned in close to kiss you before minho interrupted.

“Yoongi, I wanna go first!” He pouted.

The older man smirked and sat up, pulling your boyfriend in by the hair.

“First of all, it’s hyung to you…” he said in a low tone. “Secondly, I thought it was the guest? It’s my birthday.”

Minho blushed at how close he was and Yoongi laughed.

“Aw, are you a needy boy?”

Minho reluctantly nodded and Yoongi patted his head before looking back to you.

“Minho.” He snapped. “Her wrists.”

Your boyfriend quickly got on the bed and held your wrists over your head as Yoongi kissed down your stomach, towards your bare cunt.

Minho kissed your neck to your chest and moved his hands to grope your breasts.

You gasped at the feeling of Yoongi nipping at your thighs then fingering your wetness. Minho loved your fucked out face.

“You like that, baby?” Minho said with a smirk while tugging on your hair.

You nodded and squealed as your thigh was suddenly slapped.

“Words, kitten.” Yoongi said sternly as he buried two fingers in your cunt.

“Yes oppa!” You moaned.

“Minho. Lay down” he commanded , and your boyfriend quickly did so, laying right next to you.

You whined as he pulled his fingers out and gave another slap to your thigh.

“Get on top of your boyfriend, kitten.”

You crawled on top of Minho and he was esthetic, practically drooling. Your bare breasts were right over his face.

“Now you’re going to take my cock like a good girl right?” Yoongi said while rubbing his hard cock against your clit.

“Yes sir!” You moaned while arching your back.

“What was that?” Yoongi said, delivering a spank to your bare ass.

“Yes sir! Please fuck me! I’ll be a good girl!”

With that, Yoongi thrusted into you. You gasped and leaned down, your boyfriend now able to kiss your breasts.

Minho groped your left breast and sucked on the soft skin of the other. He loved the feeling of his face in your breasts and whined when his hard cock rubbed against your waist, just barely touching your cunt. He could just barely touch it and feel every time Yoongi would thrust in and out.

“So big… ugh you’re so big~” you moaned, your eyes were rolled back and feeling overwhelmed by Yoongi’s sheer size and Minho’s cock rubbing against you.

“C-cum! I-I need to… I need to cum!” You gasped while tightly gripping the sheets next to your boyfriend’s head. “Ah fuck, oppa! Please let me!”

Yoongi pulled you up by the hair and whispered in your ear. “Go ahead, slut. Cum like a dirty little girl.”

With that, you came and Yoongi did the same after pulling out.

You didn’t even have time to rest before Yoongi started pushing you forward.

“Sit on your boyfriend, kitten. You’re a fuckin mess.”

You crawled over your boyfriend’s face and he was quick to grip your thighs.

“Clean up your kitten, Minho. She’s dirty”

“Yes Hyung—.” He said before suddenly gasping out loud.

“What’s wrong, baby boy?” Yoongi said in a teasing voice, his hand now holding your boyfriend hard cock.

“H-hyung-…” he whined as you lowered yourself on his face.

“Thought you were needy, Minho.” Yoongi said said with a smirk. “I’m just helping you out.”

Minho moaned and whined as he ate you out. The feeling was overstimulating and your eyes rolled back. Drool was going down your chin as you moaned his name over and over again.

Yoongi continued giving Minho a handjob until he came with an intense orgasm. You also came, lifting yourself up a little while actually squirting on his face.

Minho panted as Yoongi gently rubbed his cock, giving him an overwhelming feeling.

“Ah hyung… too much!” He whined before the man let go, amused by his reaction.

You were exhausted, laying down next to your boyfriend.

Minho was exhausted as well but he was desperate to kiss you. He rolled over you to kiss your lips so that you could taste your own essence.

His kisses were sloppy and desperate, making Yoongi chuckle as he laid on the other side of you.

“Are you satisfied, kitten? You did so good for us.”

Minho let go and laid his head on your chest to catch his breath.

“Happy birthday, Yoongi…” you giggled through heavy breaths.

Yoongi smiled and kissed your cheek before patting Minho’s head. “Thank you.”