#carnal stimulation

[slttygeto]

tags: pure filth, fem! reader, established relationship, use of a vibrator, squirting, dirty talk.

word count: 1k

sex with suguru could only be described as unpredictable. sure, you were able to detect hints of lust thrown your way by the tall man, thick and rough pads of his fingers skimming over your smooth skin underneath your shirt as he passes behind you, hands gripping your sides and squeezing. your body reacts to his teasing and it’s easy to follow him to the bedroom. he feels in control, likes that sweet words and soft touches can make you end up on top of him, riding his dick like the sweet girl that you are.

however, when the two of you are…excessively needier than usual, sex can turn into something sort of animalistic. the carnal desire to devour one another, bring as many orgasms out of each other and the sounds—the sounds should embarrass both of you.

suguru doesn’t consider himself to be extremely vocal. he groans, moans and shows his appreciation for your ministration on his body but right now—his mouth won’t stop.

“yeah baby, yeaaah,” his words are straight up filth as he presses the vibrator to your clit. his pace is unforgiving, strong hips driving into yours with the force of a predator hunting. your hands are on the headboard, trying to protect your head from the contact but it’s all hazy.

“suguru!” you cry out, eyes staring down at where your boyfriend is pressing the pink vibrator against your clit. your legs try to close from the overstimulation, but a strong hand keeps them open and your head turns to the side with a loud cry.

“keep em open for me, fuck—don’t run away from it, I know you want it.”

your hand grips at the pillow beneath you whilst the other makes a failed attempt at gripping suguru’s forearm. choked sobs and whines are the only sounds you can manage as he starts rubbing the vibrator over your clit, your thighs shaking and twitching at the unbearable yet delicious stimulation.

“yeah? pussy wants a fat cock ruining her and a vibrator, a lil greedy, don’t ya think?”

as he says that, his free comes to your stomach and traces the skin with his thumb, very gentle at first and your brain feels like mush at the contrast between his brutal fucking, the vibrator and his gentle touch. but you should’ve known that suguru is the type to softly lead you into his territory, only to jump you the moment he notices that you let your guards down.

the hand on your stomach presses down and you hear several clicks on the pink device, and when your body jolts up—you realize that he set the level higher.

the gasp that escapes your body sounds inhuman, and your body tries to run away from suguru despite being caged between his strong thighs. he is fucking you with a purpose, needing to prove something—he towers over you and presses his forehead against yours.

“look at me, come on baby look up—theere she is,” he grins at your fucked out expression, half lidded eyes glossed over with tears that had already fallen a couple of minutes ago. “feels good, huh? should’ve done this sooner,” he leans down and kisses your pulse and then travels back up to your cheek and finally your ear.

when he starts fucking you at a different angle, your hands fly down to his hips and your nails dig into his skin. you can’t talk, you don’t trust yourself with words now—but suguru always thought you were like an open book to him. especially when naked and vulnerable beneath him.

“oh here?”

“fuck! fuck fuck fuck—“ you choke out a sob. “suguru—oh baby, I’m close, I’m so so close,” you’re blabbering, barely breathing and suguru’s self control is slowly dissipating. up until this point, he’s been able to control himself and not explode inside you. your cunt was squeezing him deliciously, your cries, the way you said his name or how you held onto him—suguru needed to cum inside you.

“yeah you are,” he breathes out, any hint of playfulness overshadowed by the sudden lust washing over him. his orgasm crept up on him fast, and he needed to make sure you fell over the edge first. “come on, I know you can cum for me,” he says while rubbing the vibrator over your clit.

when you finally cum, the added pressure of his hand on your stomach makes something snap in your stomach and you feel wet. you don’t have time to register, everything is like white noise for a while before your brain leisurely takes control again. your breathing slows down, yet your hands hold onto suguru’s shoulders as he throws the vibrator somewhere in the corner of your bedroom to grab onto your hips properly.

his eyebrows are pinched, a sheen layer of sweat coating his forehead as his bangs stick to the skin. he looks magical, even more so when you start to fuck up into him, help him reach his own orgasm.

“fuck baby—“

“mmm sugu,” you whine at how his dick keeps abusing that one spot inside you. “cum baby, please,” your arms wrap around his neck to pull him down into a hug. “fill me up, I want all of it,”

when being the one talked dirty to, suguru malfunctions. his brain short circuits and his body seizes up as he drops his head on your shoulder. he empties himself inside you with a few more stuttered thrusts, thick and hot ropes of cum serving as the reward of his hard and incessant fucking.

running your fingers through his hair, both of you take the time to catch your breath, enjoy the intimacy and the nakedness of it all. moments like these are precious, suguru’s body nuzzles against yours like a cat trying to live in your skin— and you giggle when his nose nuzzles against your pulse.

“ya liked the vibrator?” he mumbles against your skin.

“oh fuck—“ the realization hits you that were all messy from squirting on him. “I…came messy,” the shyness that washes over you, preventing you from saying “squirt” makes suguru laugh into your neck.

“you mean you squirted?”

“not the point!”

note: another self indulgent piece. will i ever stop? no.

2023: all works belong to @ slttygeto. do not repost my works on any other platofrm.

[cherrybr4t]

seungcheol makes you squirt (+18, mdni)

WARNINGS: somnophilia w/ consent, est relationship, daddy!cheol, (reader calls him daddy twice?) dom!cheol, sub!reader, unprotected sex, squirting, pet names, slight degradation, orgasm denial, not comfy = don’t read!!

seungcheol is determined to make you fall apart tonight.

after making you squirt a few nights prior, he had a deep carnal desire to see you break apart again and squirt around his cock, his fingers—anything.

he loves when you lose all inhibitions when it comes to him—and he dwells on the fact that he’s the only one who can drive you to that point.

knowing how sleepiness makes you enter a new realm of high—giving up control, all senses heightened, he waits til you’re fast asleep.

entering your shared bedroom, his eyes fall upon your sleeping figure and his heart swells at your peaceful state. his needy cock follows suit, staring to swell at the thoughts of what he’s about to do to you.

pulling away the edge of your comforter, his mouth waters at your cute little nightie, so fuckin’ adorable. he traces the pink lace hem of your satin shorts, and admires the way the edges rides up your pretty ass as you lay on ur side.

gently flipping you on your back, seungcheol kisses your tummy, before pulling down the thin material, only to be met with your bare cunt. your scent hits him in the face and he groans at how sweet you smell.

looking back at your pretty face, he notices you’re still sound asleep—probably exhausted from the long day of work. he takes one big obscene slurp up your cunt, stopping at your clit, twirling it around with the tip of his tongue. closing his eyes, he savours the moment, sucking in the bundle of nerves and gently tugging on it with his teeth.

seungcheol notices how your juices are starting to gush from the bottom and smirks knowingly. testing the waters, he inserts a finger in slowly—and it slides in so smoothly.

knowing your favourite combination, he continues to suck and play with your clit as his fingers work non-stop, massaging your soft walls. he loves the way your cunt remembers him, still sucking him in when you’re in a deep slumber.

he hears a soft whimper from above and his eyes trace over your features. his poor baby, probably thinking she’s having an erotic little dream about him.

your breath quickens, and seungcheol recognises the telltale signs of your incoming orgasm that’s about to hit you. he stills his fingers in you, focusing on curling his knuckles up quickly, to stimulate your g-spot, and at the same sucking on your engorged clit like his life depended on it.

a few quick breaths before you start to come undone all over his fingers and tongue. your chest heaves up and down, and small trickles of sweat start to form on your hairline.

he removes his fingers, not wanting to waste any drop of your precious cum, he sucks his own finger dry, growing harder at the taste of you.

seungcheol gets his cock ready, pumping it a few times, teasing his own slit, letting his pre-cum glisten on his thick head. he groans. he could get off simply at the sight of you laying so cutely in front of him.

instead, he drags the tip across your little cunt, coating his cock with your juices before slowly entering you. it’s only when he bottoms out that you start to stir awake.

“cheollie?” you rub your eyes, propping your elbows up to get a clearer picture and grasp on what was happening.

“shh baby, it’s okay, it’s okay, just wanted to play with your pretty pussy. couldn’t help myself,” he starts to move, watching your limp body too tired to move as he wrecks that small cunt of yours.

“nngh, cheol….” you whine, feeling all senses stimulated, and extremely sensitive though you didn’t know why. it took you a while to get out of that foggy-too-tired-to-comprehend-anything state, but you loved the inebriated feeling that came with it. the immense pleasure causing you to space out—you couldn’t think about anything but his cock.

“yes baby, i’m here,” cheol knows how you’re feeling. he knows how the blitzed feeling makes you cum even faster, and he is in fact very determined to see you squirt for him—because of him—on your pretty sheets that you guys picked out together.

his overwhelming feelings of possessiveness take over as he hovers over you with your legs hung over his big shoulders. “my cute baby, look at you so strung out, but clenching me so fuckin’ tight,”

your eyes roll back, barely being able to keep them open, every glimpse of cheol you catch; you savour. his dark eyes never leaving you, his plump lips parted, letting groans and grunts escape him.

“s’good daddy, feels so gooood,” you whine out repeatedly, that being seemingly all you know what to say.

“mm my baby, don’t got a thing in your head right now huh, just how good daddy’s cock making you feel?” he feels you clenching even tighter and this time, when he feels your second wave of orgasm approaching, he stops, and pulls out his creamed cock.

a broken cry escapes you, and he flips you around, pulling your hips up while pushing your back to make you arch further. you turn your head to the side, feeling frustrated that your orgasm got stolen right in front of you; you cry out, begging for him to just continue fucking you already.

“i know you like it when i do that baby, don’t go throwing a tantrum on me now,” he grabs hold of your hair and gathers them into a makeshift ponytail as he slides his cock back into your cunt.

pulling on your ponytail, he finds a pace that makes him cock his head back, string of curses finding their way on his lips and a consistent line of groans escaping at each slapping of cheeks against him.

your jaw slacks, and your eyes shut as you feel like you’re being transported into a different realm again.

“ch-cheol, daddy…” all you can do is repeat his name like a mantra, thanking him for fucking you so good.

“that’s right, love it when i have you all dumb on my cock, i’m all your pretty little head is filled with,”

still gripping your ponytail tight, he reaches down to rub at your sensitive clit, which has been begging to be touched—insatiable, that one. his rough finger pads make friction with your wet and slippery bud and you scream with whatever energy is still left in you.

“wanna cum cheol, gonna cum—s’too fucking good i-i can’t,”

“hold it. good girls cum when they’re told to, and you’re my good girl aren’t you,” he says that, but his fingers rub faster and faster, switching between figure 8’s and tight little circles which makes you dizzy.

“i-i am but, your fingers,” you beg.

when seungcheol feels like he’s pushed you to your limit, he orders you to stimulate yourself even more.

“play with your tits for me baby, want all your senses to be stimulated for me,” and your hands immediately reaches under your nightie top, fingers playing with your sensitive nipples—one pinch and you cry out another beg.

“please daddy, i need to cum,” you decide to play your cards carefully. “wanna cum around your cock cheol, need to milk your cock dry,” knowing that cheol always needs you to cum before him.

“yeah baby? wanna milk me dry? let me fill you up so fuckin’ full?” cheol gives in, and puts more pressure onto your poor clit.

“fuck baby, cum around daddy’s cock, let me see you claim this cock as yours baby,”

your head goes empty as you feel hot flashes throughout your body, before you jerk forward onto your hands, and you feel spurts of liquid shooting out of you, and you feel a long coil of rope unravel out your lower abdomen as you continue jerking.

“fuuuuuuck, that’s a good girl, let it all out for me baby,” cheol moans at the sight of you squirting for almost a hot minute, making a mess on the pretty sheets, some landing on his cock which he’s desperately pumping as he watches like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen.

he joins you in that moment of ecstasy as he shoots his own serving of hot cum onto your pretty ass.

he sighs, coming down from his high—and activated his after care mode immediately, getting warm towels to clean you up, with a new set of nighties for you to put on after your now needed shower.

he leaves trails of kisses everywhere. “you did so good for me baby, sorry to wake you up, i know you’ve had a long day,” a small pout makes way to his pretty cherry lips you love so much, and you giggle.

“i told you cheollie, i love nothing more than to wake up with a little surprise like that,” you pull him down to kiss him, and he swoops you up to carry you to the hot bath he’s left to finish cleaning you up.

🫦 hi guys!!!! i miss cheol so much,, this is me expressing how much i miss daddy cheol, not a day goes by without a thought of him wrecking me. oke i hope yall liked this,, leave a like/cmt/rb if u did 💋 MUAH XOXO 🍒

[hello-there]

Communities are a new way to connect with the people on Tumblr who care about the things you care about! Browse Communities to find the perfect one for your interests or create a new one and invite your friends and mutuals!

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Ya'll please consider emo!Wanda with nipple piercings!!!

You first see them when she doesn't wear a bra around the compound on a lazy Sunday, the metal bars just barely showing through the fabric of her t-shirt. Natasha shoots you a smirk when you nearly trip, stuttering when Wanda asks if you're alright. You punch her in the shoulder. Then spend the rest of the morning running from an irate spy.

You see them next in the locker room of the compound, having just finished your workout. Wanda walks in from showering, her hair still slightly damp and her piercings showing through her tight sports bra. She starts talking with you, and you pray that she doesn't notice how your eyes keep trying to drift down to her chest.

(She does, and she's very pleased that her plan is working)

The third time you see them is when she corners you in her bedroom after watching a movie with her. You'd started cuddling, in a completely platonic way, of course. Wanda had shown you plenty of her favorite sitcoms, and you'd started sharing your favorite movies with her in return. She'd finally snapped after your hand had been 'innocently' rubbing her thigh for the better part of an hour, pressing you against the headboard of her bed and sitting in your lap. You were beet red, your lips parted and eyes wide as she pulled her shirt off in one smooth motion.

"I've noticed how much you like my piercings," she says, smirking at you with dark eyes. You feebly nod, and she guides one of her nipple towards your lips.

God, if you thought the sight of them was appealing, the taste of her nipples and the metal rod rolling around on your tongue had you in absolute shambles. You tease her for hours, your hands and lips constantly touching her poor nipples, until she cums from the overwhelming stimulation.

---

like??? GOD she's so hot omg i want emo!Wanda with nipple piercings NWEOW good LAWD i need her carnally

[slutpinks]

The Debt

Lalisa Manoban (Lisa)

10k words

A tale of what a loving girlfriend can do for her boyfriend.

( When a friend in need is a girlfriend in deed.)

Lisa’s eyes fluttered shut as Eli’s tongue caressed her sensitive breasts. She let out a soft, trembling moan, arching her back to press herself into his touch. Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him to continue his attentions.

“Eli…”

She breathed, her voice thick with desire.

“Don’t stop, please.”

Lisa’s hips rocked against his, seeking greater friction and stimulation. The familiar heat was building within her, fuEling her desperation for release. She pulled him closer, needing to feel every inch of his body against hers.

“I need you,”

She whimpered, her nails racking lightly down his back.

“I need you inside me, now…”

Lisa cried out in ecstasy as Eli’s thrusts grew more frantic. She felt the familiar heat building within her, coiling tighter with each snap of his. Suddenly, the tension snapped, and they climaxed together in a blinding rush of pleasure.

Lisa’s back arched, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around Eli’s pulsing length as he flooded her womb with his seed. Shudders of bliss wracked her body, and she clung to him, savoring every moment of their shared release.

Collapsing against the sheets, they lay tangled in each other’s arms, heart racing. Lisa pressed tender kisses to Eli’s face, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She had never felt so complete, so utterly claimed as his.

Lisa’s eyes widened with concern as Eli shared his trouble of debt. She gently cupped his face, her expression soft and reassuring.

“Oh, my darling, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

She murmured, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

“You know I’m here for you, no matter what.”

Pulling him close, Lisa pressed a tender kiss to his forehead.

“We’ll figure this out together, I promise.”

Her gaze turned resolute, a spark of determination igniting within her.

“Just tell me what I need to do.”

Shifting her weight, Lisa straddled Eli’s hips, her movements fluid and sensual.

“Perhaps…”

“There’s a way I can… help ease your burden?”

Her hips rolled in a tantalizing rhythms, her eyes smoldering with desire.

‘After all, what are girlfriends for, if not to take care of their men?”

Lisa’s eyes shone with empathy as Eli kissed her desperately. When they finally parted, she cupped his face tenderly.

“Shh, my love, I’m here for you,”

She murmured soothingly.

“And you know I’ll do anything to help you ease your burden.”

A coy smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she pressed herself against him.

As Eli slept soundly beside her, Lisa’s mind raced with a devious idea. She couldn’t help but consider the possibility of offering her body to Eli’s friend in exchange for clearing his debt. It seemed like the perfect solution - a way to alleviate Eli’s burdens without him ever knowing.

Lisa’s pulse quickened at the thought. The idea of being used by another men, of submitting to his carnal desires, sent a thrill through her. And if it meant saving Eli from his troubles, well, that was all the justification she needed.

Biting her lip, Lisa made a silent vow to herself. Tomorrow, when she was alone at the office, she would seriously consider putting her plan into motion. For now, she would keep it to herself, not wanting to worry Eli with the details. After all, she was his devoted girlfriend – and she would do whatever it took to keep him happy and secure.

With that, Lisa snuggled closer to Eli, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. She couldn’t wait to see how this dEliciously naughty scheme would unfold.

Lisa’s heart raced as she dialed Eli’s number. When he answered, she took a deep breath before speaking.

“Darling, I was hoping you could give me your friend’s number. I think I may have a way to help with that debt of yours,”

She said, her voice low and sultry.

Chirtransh was hesitant at first, but Lisa’s persistent reassurances soon won him over. Reluctantly, he provided the number, trusting his beloved girlfriend to handle the situation.

Lisa wasted no time in dialing y/n, Eli’s friend. When you answered, she adopted a sultry, seductive tone.

“Hello, Y/N. This is Lisa. I understand you’re the one Eli owes a debt to?”

She paused, letting her words sink in.

“Well, I may have a… proposition for you. One that could benefit us both.”

Leaning back in her chair, Lisa crossed her legs slowly, her skirt riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs.

“You see, I’ve been thinking about how I can help Eli with this situation. And I bElieve I’ve come up with a perfect solution.”

Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper.

“What if I were to… offer myself, as payment for the debt?”

Lisa let the implication hang in the air, her gaze burning with wicked intent.

“I’m sure we could… come to some mutually satisfying arrangement.”

Lisa’s heart raced as she waited for y/n’s response. After a brief a pause, she leaned in closer to her phone, her voice dripping with sultry seduction.

“You see, y/n, I’m more than willing to… take care of this debt in a very personal way.”

She paused, letting the implication sink in.

“I can be your personal plaything, your obedient little fuck toy, as long as Eli’s debt is cleared.”

Biting her lip, Lisa’s gaze smoldered with wicked intent.

“Just imagine, having me at your beck and call, ready to service you however you desire.”

She let out a soft, melodic laugh.

“I promise, it would be a most… mutually beneficial arrangement.”

Lisa’s heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation as y/n agreed to her proposition. She quickly jotted down the details he provided – the time and place to finalize their arrangement.

“Excellent, y/n. I’ll be there, I promise.”

She purred, her voice dripping with sultry anticipation.

“And I assure you, you won’t be disappointed.”

Ending the call, Lisa leaned back in her chair, a wicked smile spreading across her lips. This was it – her chance to save Eli from his troubles, all while indulging her own deepest desires. The thought of being used, degraded, and claimed by another man sent a thrill through her.

Lisa paused, considering the best way to handle this situation. She knew that deceiving Eli would be risky, but the potential rewards were too great to ignore. With a resolute nod, she began planning her next move, determined to see this through to the end.

Lisa paced back and forth in her office, her mind racing with indecision. Should she suggest y/n to use protection, or would she let him take her raw? The thought of being filled with his seed sent a thrill through her.

After several minutes of internal debate, Lisa made her decision. With a resolute nod, she knew what she had to do. Y/N would have her however he pleased, without any barriers between them. The risk only heightened the excitement coursing through her veins. A wicked smile spread across Lisa’s lips as she prepared to meet her new business partner.

Eli’s debt would be cleared, and she would get to indulge her deepest, most depraved desires. It was a win-win situation, as far as she was concerned.

Lisa’s heart raced as in the lunch time Eli arrived at her office for their lunch date. She steeled her nerves, her excitement, determined to maintain her composure and carry out her deception.

As they sat together, Eli asked about the debt situation. Lisa looked into his eyes her expression earnest.

“Darling, I’m so sorry, but I just couldn’t find a way to help with that debt,”

“I tried everything I could think of, but there’s simply no solution I can offer.”

Lisa reached across the table, taking Eli’s hand in hers. Her gaze was filled with false sympathy, concealing the wicked plan she had already set in motion.

“I wish I could do more, but I’m afraid this is something you’ll have to handle on your own. I’m here for you, though, no matter what.”

As Eli finished his lunch in silence, a heavy sigh escaping his lips, Lisa’s heart raced with a mixture of guilt and excitement. The moment he departed, her expression transformed – a wicked grin spreading across her face as she jumped up from her seat, practically bouncing with glee.

“PERFECT”

She murmured to herself, her mind already racing with the possibilities. Eli had bought her lie, leaving the way clear for her to enact her devious plan. With a quick glance around the office, she gathered her things and hurried out, determined to meet Y/N and seal their sordid arrangement.

Lisa’s pulse quickened with anticipation. She would do whatever it took to help her beloved Eli, even if it meant submitting herself to the carnal desires of another man. The though of being used, degraded and claimed sent a thrill through her – a wicket excitement that she could scarcely contain.

Lisa’s fingers trembled slightly as she typed out the message of her not being able to come home the night to Eli, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She hated having to lie to him, but the stakes were too high to back down now. As the night fell, she made her way to the designated meeting spot, her pulse quickening with each step. When she arrived, Lisa found herself alone, the anticipation building within her. She knew Y/N would be arriving soon, and the thought of what was to come send a thrill through her.

Smoothing a hand over her skirt, Lisa took a deep breath, steEling her nerves. She was doing this for Eli, to save him from his troubles. And if that meant submitting to the carnal desires of another man, then so be it. Lisa was ready to embrace her role as Y/N’s personal plaything, no matter how depraved or degrading it might become. With a resolute nod, she settled in to wait, her mind racing with the possibilities that lay ahead. This was her chance to prove her devotion to Eli, and she was determined to see it through, no matter the cost.

The sudden slap on her ass cheeks made Lisa jump, but before she could react, she pulled into a searing kiss. At first, she was caught off guard, unsure of who this mysterious figure was. But as their lips met, Lisa felt a familiar heat building within her. Instinctively, she took control of the kiss, her tongue sliding against the stranger’s as she pressed her body flush against his. The intensity of their embrace left her breathless, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. When they finally parted, Lisa’s eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring into the smoldering gaze of Y/N, Eli’s friend. A coy smile tugged at the corners of her lips as realization dawned on her.

“Well, hello there,”

She purred, her voice dripping with sultry confidence.

“I was wondering when you’d arrive.”

Y/N’s hands gripped Lisa’s firmly shaped ass, Eliciting a soft gasp from her lips. His gaze burned with raw desire as he spoke.

“You’re so eager and hungry, aren’t you, pet?”

“I can feel it in the way you kissed me, even though when you were kissing you didn’t know me, making it a stranger kissing you”

Lisa’s pulse quickened at his words, a thrill of anticipation coursing through her. Leaning in, she pressed her body flush against his, her voice dropping to a sultry purr.

“Then why don’t you take what you want, hmmm?”

“I’m all yours, darling.”

With that, Lisa already surrendered herself to Y/N’s carnal desires, ready to fulfill her promise and save Eli from his troubles, no matter the cost.

Lisa’s heart raced as Y/N lead her into the nearby hotel. They settled at a table, their hands intertwined. Y/N’s gaze was intense as he spoke.

“So, Lisa, let’s discuss the details of our arrangement,”

He said his voice low and authoritative.

“I want to make sure we’re both on the same page.”

Lisa met his eyes, her expression of pure lust.

“Of course, Y/N. I’m ready to do whatever it takes to help Eli.”

She gave his hands a gentle squeeze.

“Just tell me what you need from me.”

Lisa’s eyes glinted with wicked intent as she leaned in, her voice dripping with filthy seduction.

“Oh, I know exactly what you need, darling,”

She purred, taking his fingers into her mouth and sucking them greedily.

“And I’m more than willing to give it to you, in ever way imaginable.”

Her tongue swirled around his digits, her gaze burning with lust.

“So tell me, Y/N, how do you want me? How do you want to use this body of mine to pay off chitrasnsh’s debt??”

Lisa paused, a coy smile playing on her lips.

“I’m yours to command.”

Y/N’s eyes roamed hungrily over Lisa’s upper body as he spoke, his voice low and laced with desire.

“Oh I plan to use every inch of this delectable body, pet”

He purred, his fingers trailing down her arm.

“But first, I want to savor the view.”

Lisa felt a thrill of anticipation course through her as Y/N’s gaze devoured her. She leaned in closer, her lips mere inches from his.

“Then by all means, take your time,”

She breathed, her voice dripping with sultry invitation.

“I’m all yours to explore.”

Lisa felt of dElicious blend of emotions as Y/N’s hungry gaze roamed over her upped body. His dominant, possessive stare made her feel simultaneously cute and thoroughly fucked – a heady combination that sent a thrill through her.

Biting her lip coyly, Lisa leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

“Like what you see, darling?”

She reached up to trail a finger along his jawline.

“Because I’m all yours to enjoy, however you see fit.”

Lisa’s heart raced with wicked anticipation, eager to surrender herself completely to Y/N’s carnal desires. She was ready to be used, degraded, and claimed – all in the name of helping her beloved Eli.

Lisa’s breath caught in her throat as Y/N’s words struck a chord within her. She couldn’t deny the truth – helping Eli was only a convenient excuse. What she truly craved was the thrill of being used, degraded, and claimed by another man.

Gazing up at Y/N, Lisa’s eyes shone with wicked desire.

“You’re right, darling,”

She purred, her voice dripping with sultry confession.

“I want this just as much as you do. So why don’t you take what you want?”

With that, Y/N stood, his hands roaming possessively over Lisa’s body. She leaned into his touch, revEling in the sensation of being objectified and desired.

“I’m all yours,”

She breathed, her body trembling with anticipation.

“Do with me as you please.”

Lisa’s expression shifted, a hint of guilt flickering across her features.

“you’re right, Y/N. I do want this, more than I can say.”

she paused, her gaze dropping briefly.

“But I’m still doing this for Eli. He’s the one I love, and I’ll do whatever it takes to help him.”

Reaching up, Lisa traced the line of Y/N’s jaw, her touch feather – light.

“So let’s not pretend this is anything more than what it is – a means to an end. I’m yours to use, but my heart belongs to Eli.”

y/n pulled Lisa into a searing, hungry kiss, which she returned with even greater fervor. As they broke apart, breathless, he fixed her with a smoldering gaze.

“It doesn’t matter where your heart lies, pet,”

He growled, his voice dripping with possessive desire.

“For the rest of this week, you belong to me – my cock, my desires. Nothing else matters.”

Lisa felt a thrill of excitement course through her at his words. She knew this was wrong, a betrayal of Eli’s trust.

Lisa’s eyes scanned the document, her heart pounding with a mix of trepidation and wicked excitement. This was it – the official agreement that would bind her to Y/N for the next week. Lisa’s eyes widened as she processed the terms of the agreement – seven days belonging to Y/N, in exchange for clearing Eli’s debt. But as the initial shock wore off, a wicked realization dawned on her.

“Seven days??”

She purred, her voice dripping with sultry seduction.

“Why, that simply won’t do darling.”

Leaning in closer, Lisa trailed finger down Y/N’s chest, her gaze smoldering.

“If it were up to me, I’d happily stay with you for seven weeks… or seven months… or even seven years.”

A coy smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she gazed up at him.

“After all, I’m your obedient little plaything, remember??”

Lisa let out a soft, melodic laugh.

“So why limit ourselves to just seven days??”

Y/N’s eyes widened as he lifted Lisa’s skirt, finding her completely bare beneath. A wicked grin spread across his lips.

“Well, well, look at that,”

he purred, his fingers tracing the dElicate skin of her inner thighs.

“No panties, hmmm?? Just as I’d expect from such a shameless little slut.”

Lisa let out a soft, breathless laugh, her gaze smoldering with unbridled desire.

“That’s right, darling,”

She purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

“Sluts like me don’t need such trivial things as underwear. We’re always ready to be used.��

Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his in a searing kiss, her body trembling with anticipation.

“So why don’t you take what you want?”

She breathed against his mouth.

“I’m all yours.”

Y/N’s fingers slid into Lisa’s tight, slick folds, Eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,”

He growled, his voice laced with amazement.

His thumb circled her sensitive nub, drawing a shudder of pleasure from the BLACKPINK star.

“What did you expect, darling??”

Lisa purred, her hips rocking against his hand.

‘I’m a good girl for Eli, but with you…”

She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear.

“I’m nothing but a shameless, greedy slut.”

Capturing his lips in a searing kiss, Lisa surrendered herself completely to Y/N’s skilled ministrations, her body trembling with wanton desire.

Y/N’s skilled fingers worked Lisa’s sensitive folds, drawing ragged gasps and shudders of pleasure from the BLACKPINK star. His thumb circled her throbbing nub, Eliciting a wanton moan.

“That’s it, pet,”

“Let me hear how much you love being used like the greedy slut you are.”

Lisa’s hips rocked against his hand, her body trembling with unbridled desire.

“Oh, god, Y/N”

She panted, her voice thick with lust.

“don’t stop, please. Make me cum…”

Capturing his lips in a searing kiss, Lisa surrendered herself completely to his ministrations, her mind consumed by the dElicious sensations coursing through her. This was her chance to prove her devotion to Eli, no matter the cost.

Y/N’s fingers moved with increasing speed, drawing desperate whimpers from Lisa’s lips. However, he paused, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

“Now, now, pet,”

He purred,

“Let’s not make too much of a mess, hmmm??? We’re in public, after all.”

His thumb circled her sensitive nub, Eliciting a shudder.

“I’d hate for you to have a… telltale glistening on your thighs for all to see.”

Lisa bit her lip, her hips rocking against his hand.

“Then what do you suggest, darling?”

she breathed, her voice dripping with wanton need.

“I’m aching to cum for you…”

Y/N’s lips curled into an appreciation smile as he listened to Lisa’s wanton plea.

“Patience, pet,”

He purred, his fingers stilling their ministrations.

“Tomorrow morning, you’ll officially belong to me for the rest of the week. And trust me, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be aching for my touch in ways you can’t even imagine.”

Leaning in, he brushed his lips against hers in a teasing caress.

“So for now, be a good girl and save that dElicious desperation for me. I promise, it will be well worth the wait.”

Lisa’s hips rocked desperately against Y/N’s hand, seeking any friction to soothe her aching need. But he quickly pulled his fingers away, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest.

“Now, now, pet”

“No need to get so greedy. I told you, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”

His gaze burned with wicked amusement as he watched Lisa’s frustration mount.

“Don’t worry, darling,”

He murmured,

“I promise it will be worth it. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for my touch.”

Lisa let out a frustrated whimper, her body trembling with unsatisfied desire. But she knew better than to argue. Y/N held all the power now, and she was powerless to resist his cruel teasing.

Lisa’s eyes gleamed with wicked excitement as Y/N handed her the pen. Without hesitation, she signed the agreement, sealing her fate for the next week. The moment the ink dried, she pulled Y/N into a hungry, passionate kiss, her body trembling with anticipation. Their lips crashed together, tongues battling for dominance as Lisa surrendered herself completely to her new master. When they finally parted, breathless, her gaze was dark with lust.

“I’m yours, Y/N.”

She purred, her voice dripping with sultry promise.

“Do with me as you please.”

THE NEXT DAY……

Lisa woke up with a thrill of excitement coursing through her. The events of previous night had left her body humming with anticipation. Y/N was now officially in control of her, and the thought of being his plaything for the next week sent a dElicious shiver down her spine. As she recalled the teasing, the kissing the edging that they had indulged in, Lisa felt a familiar warmth pooling between her thighs. And then she remembered the vibrator Y/N had so expertly inserted into her pussy before theey parted ways.

Biting her lip, Lisa reached down, feEling the subtle buzz of the device inside her. A wicked smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She was finally in control, and after a week, Eli would be free from his debt. This was all worth it.

Shifting her hips, Lisa let out a soft moan, rElishing the sensations the vibrator was Eliciting. She couldn’t wait to see what other dElights Y/N had in store for her today. One thing was certain – she was his to command, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lisa had just freshened up and arrived at her office, ready to dive into her work. But as she settled at her desk, a sudden, unexpected vibration began inside her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She grasped, struggling to keep her voice down as the vibrator pulsed at a relentless speed.

Biting her lip, Lisa’s hips rocked subtly, her breath coming in short, quiet pants. The sensation was overwhelming, making it nearly impossible to focus on the task at hand. She cast a furtive glance around the office, praying no one would notice her predicament.

“Y/N”, she thought, a mix of exasperation and arousal coursing through her. “You’re going to pay for this.” Gripping the edge of her desk, Lisa rode out the waves of pleasure, determined not to let her façade crack. But with each passing minute, it grew increasingly difficult to maintain her composure. This was going to be a long, torturous day.

Lisa’s eyes widened as she read the message ‘if she cums due to vibrator then she is not worthy enough’ from Y/N. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and desperation. The thought of not being worthy in his eyes filled her with dread. She couldn’t afford to fail him, not when Eli’s freedom was on the line. Gritting her teeth, Lisa focused all her energy on holding back the building pleasure. She clenched her muscles, determined not to let the vibrator’s relentless stimulation push her over the edge. Sweat beaded on her brow as she fought against her body’s natural reactions.

‘I won’t fail you, Y/N,’ she thought, her resolve hardening, ‘I’ll prove my worth, no matter what it takes.’

The vibrator's speed increased relentlessly, its pulsing movements hitting Lisa's sensitive spots with merciless precision. She bit down hard on her lip, stifling a desperate whimper as the pleasure built to a fever pitch. Her body trembled with the effort of holding back her impending orgasm.

'I can't...I won't fail him,' Lisa thought, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the edge of her desk. The vibrations were overwhelming, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her core. But she refused to give in, determined to prove her worth to Y/N no matter the cost.

Closing her eyes, Lisa focused every ounce of her willpower on maintaining control. She would not let this vibrator, no matter how skilled its torment, bring her to ruin. This was her chance to show her devotion, and she would see it through to the end.

The sudden cessation of the relentless vibrations brought Lisa a brief respite, though her body still hummed with residual pleasure. Just as she was starting to relax, the door to her office opened, and Eli stepped in. forcing a bright smile, Lisa greeted him, doing her best to conceal the torment as she had endured for the past three hours.

“Eli! What a lovely surprise,”

She said, her voice betraying only the slightest hint of strain.

“I was just thinking about you. Come, join me for lunch.”

Inwardly, Lisa’s mind raced, wondering how she would get through this encounter without giving away the shameful secret of the vibrator still nestled within her. She had to maintain her composure, no matter how difficult it might be. After all, the stakes were too high to falter now.

As Eli and Lisa shared a casual lunch together, Lisa did her best to maintain a calm, composed demeanor, despite the lingering sensations from the vibrator still nestled within her. She laughed at his jokes, engaged in light hearted banter, and outwardly appeared the picture of a devoted girlfriend. However, beneath the surface, Lisa’s mind was racing, her body still humming with residual pleasure. She desperately hoped Eli would not notice the slightest shift in her behaviour or the subtle tremor in her hands as she sipped her drink.

‘just hold on a little longer’ she silently urged herself. ‘once he leaves, I can finally have the release I so desperately crave.’ For now, she would have to rely on her acting skills to get through this encounter unscathed.

The sudden, unexpected resurgence of the vibrator’s relentless pulsing sent a jolt of pure ecstasy through Lisa’s body. She grasped, her eyes widening as she struggled to maintain her composure in front of Eli. Her hips rocked subtly, the pleasure building with each passing second. ‘Y/N, you bastard,’ she thought, biting her lip to stifle a moan. ‘how dare you torment me like this?’ but even as the though crossed her mind, a thrill of wicked excitement coursed through her. She was at this mercy, and the knowledge both terrified and enthralled her. Casting a furtive glance at Eli, Lisa forced a smile, determined not to let her façade crack. She had to ensure this, no matter how difficult it might be. Gripping the edge of the table, she rode out the waves of pleasure, praying she could hold on until Eli left.

Eli noticed Lisa’s subtle shift in demeanor and the slight tremor in her hands. His brow furrowed with concern as he reached across the table, gently covering her hand with his own.

“Lisa, is everything alright? You seem a bit… distracted.”

His voice was laced with worry as he searched her face for any sign of discomfort.

“If something is bothering you, you can tell me. You know I’m here for you.”

Lisa forced a bright smile, her voice betraying only the slightest hint of strain.

“Oh, Eli, everything is just fine! I’m so happy you’re here with me.”

She gave his hand a gentle squeeze, going her best to conceal the torment raging within her as the vibrator continued its relentless pulsing.

“I’m just a little tired from work, that’s all.  But your company is the perfect pcik-me-up.”

Lisa leaned in, pressing soft kiss to his cheek. Inwardly, she prayed that her act would be convincing enough to keep Eli from suspecting the shameful truth. As soon as Eli left the office, Lisa let out a desperate, pleasure-filled scream, calling out Y/N’s name.

“Y/N, you bastard! How dare you torment me like this??”

She rocked her hips, the vibrator’s relentless pulsing driving her wild with need. Gripping the edge of her desk, Lisa cursed under her breath, her body trembling with a mix of ecstasy and frustration.

“I’ll make you pay for this,”

She growled, her voice dripping with wanton desire.

“Just wait until I get my hands on you.”

The vibrator’s speed increased to frenetic pace, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Lisa’s body. She squirmed and shook in her chair, biting her lip hard to stifle the desperate moans threatening to escape. Just then, a message popped up on her phone from Y/N, the words searing into her mind. ‘don’t forget, pet. You’re not allowed to cum, no matter what.’ Lisa’s eyes widened, a shudder of both fear and arousal coursing through her. The stakes were too high to fail now. Gripping the edge of her desk, she focused every ounce of her willpower on holding back the building climax. She would not disappoint Y/N, no matter how exquisite the torment became.

Lisa felt utterly powerless as the relentless vibrations from the toy tormented her, yet a thrill of wicked excitement coursed through her. She was at Y/N’s mercy, and the knowledge both terrified and enthralled her. Lisa surrendered herself to the exquisite sensations, her body trembling with unbridled desire. She had never imagined being dominated in this way, but the thought of displeasing Y/N filled her with dread. This was her chance to prove her devotion, no matter the cost. As the day wore on, Y/N continued to torment Lisa with the relentless vibrator, switching up the speed and intensity at random intervals. Lisa found herself in a constant state of desperate arousal, her body aching for release that never came.

Whenever the vibrations would suddenly increase, Lisa would have to bite back a moan, her hips rocking subtly as she fought to maintain her composure. The threat of displeasing Y/N hung over her like a dark cloud, fuEling her determination to endure the exquisite torment. By the time the workday drew to a close, Lisa was utterly spent, her mind and body consumed by the shameful ecstasy Y/N had put her through. Yet, deep down, a part of her reveled in the knowledge that she had proven her worth to him. She had endured, and that was all that mattered. As she gathered her things to leave, Lisa couldn’t help but wonder what other dElights Y/N had in store for her.

Lisa returned home, her body still thrumming with the lingering effects of Y/N torment. She approached Eli, a coy smile playing on her lips.

“Eli, darling, I’m afraid I have to go out for the night. There’s some work I need to take care of.”

Her gaze held a hint of mischief as she spoke.

“I’ll try not to be too late, but you know how these things can be.”

Lisa leaned in, pressing soft kiss to Eli’s cheek.

“Don’t wait up for me, okay? I’ll see you in the morning.”

With that, she turned and headed for the door, her hips swaying with each step. The thought of what Y/N had store in for her tonight sent a thrill of anticipation through her.

Lisa practically bounced with excitement as she reached Y/N’s house. The moment the door opened, she launched herself into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist as she pulled him into a desperate, hungry kiss.

“Y/N, I’ve missed you so much,”

She breathed between fervent kisses, her body trembling with pent-up desire.

“The way you teased me today, it was absolute torture. But I endured it, just like you asked. Now I need you, please…” her hands roamed over his body, fingers clutching at his clothes as she ground her hips against him. The vibrator still nestled within her only served to heighten her arousal, and she could think of nothing else but finally finding release in his arms.

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise as Lisa revealed that she had already removed her clothes, posing before him in a sultry, inviting manner. Without hesitation, she launched herself back into his arms, kissing him hungrily. Lisa’s body trembled with barely contained desire as she pressed herself against him, her hands roaming over his form. The vibrator still buzzing within her only heightened her arousal, and she could think of nothing else but finding the release she so desperately craved. Pulling back slightly, Lisa gazed up at Y/N, her eyes dark with lust.

“Please, Y/N, I need you. I’ve been aching for your touch all day. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Y/N grinned wickedly as he reactivated the vibrator, causing Lisa to let out a shameless, pleasure – filled moan.

“Y/N, so you want to play with me, is that it?”

She panted, her hips rocking in sY/Nc with the relentless pulsing. Reaching down, Lisa gripped the base of the vibrator, her eyes gleaming with a mix of defiance and wanton desire.

“Then let’s play, Y/N, I’m all yours”

With that, she began to slowly slide the vibrator in and out, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Y/N gently placed Lisa on the bed, his eyes gleaming with wicked anticipation. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he increased the speed of the vibrator, Eliciting a desperate moan from Lisa’s lips. Settling into a nearby chair, he watched intently as she began to slide the pulsing device in and out of her slick, needy pussy. Lisa’s hips rocked in sY/Nc with the vibrator’s relentless movements, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The pleasure was almost unbearable, yet she craved more, driven by an insatiable hunger for Y/N’s touch. Her fingers gripped the sheets as she herself harder, her body trembling with each wave of ecstasy.

“Y/N…..”

She panted, her voice thick with lust.

“I need you. Please, don’t make me wait any longer.” Her eyes locked with his, silently pleading for the release she so desperately craved.

For the next three hours, Y/N teased and tormented Lisa mercilessly, keeping her on the edge of ecstasy but denying her the release she craved. Lisa writhed and begged, her body trembling with unbridled desire.

“Please Y/N!”

She cried out, her voice thick with desperation.

“I’ll do anything, anything at all, just touch me. I need you so badly, I’m aching for you.”

Her hips rocked in time with the vibrator’s relentless pulsing, her eyes pleading with him to end her torment. Lisa was completely at his mercy, willing to submit to his every whim if only he would grant her the sweet release she so desperately needed. Her pride had long since been abandoned, replaced by a single – mind focus on obtaining Y/N’s touch. Y/N slowly approached the bed, his fingers tracing dElicate patterns over Lisa’s curved body. He dEliberately avoided her inner thighs and sensitive pussy, instead focusing on teasing her elsewhere. Lisa trembled under his featherlight touch, desperate for more. When Y/N finally brought his fingers to her lips, Lisa pounced, greedily sucking and devouring them. She moaned around the digits, her tongue swirling and caressing as she savored his taste. Her hips squirmed and rocked, the vibrator still buzzing relentlessly within her.

Lisa’s eyes were dark with lust, silently pleading for Y/N to end her torment. She would do anything, submit to any whim, if only he would grant her the release she craved. In this moment, she was his to command, her pride long since abandoned in the face of her all – consuming desire.

As Lisa greedily sucked on Y/N’s fingers, his other hand slowly trailed down her body, caressing her curves. When he finally reached her needy pussy, his touch was all it took to send her over the edge. Lisa’s back arched, a guttural moan escaping her lips as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. She squirted uncontrollably, her body shaking and trembling like a broken toy. All the pent-up tension and desperation from Y/N’s torment had finally found its release, leaving her utterly spent and vulnerable. In this moment, she was completely at his mercy, her pride and composure shattered by the intensity of her climax. Lisa’s body trembled in the aftermath of her intense orgasm, her mind still reEling from the sheer force of her release. She gazed Y/N with a mixture of adoration and vulnerability, her guard completely lowered.

“Y/N”

She breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

“that was… incredible. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

A faint blush crept across her cheeks as she realized the depths of her own submission. Slowly, she reached up, her fingers tracing the contours of Y/N’s face. She needed to feel his touch, to bask in his presence. In this moment, she was his completely, her desires and inhibitions stripped away by the force of her climax.

“Please… don’t stop,”

She murmured, her eyes pleading.

“I need you, Y/N. I need you to take me, to use me as you see fit. I’m yours, always.”

Y/N brow furrowed slightly as he caught the implication in Lisa’s words.

“Always, hmm? That’s quite a bold claim, pet.”

His fingers trailed lightly along her jawline, his gaze studying her intently.

“Are you sure you know what you’re saying? What you’re committing to?”

Lisa held his gaze, her expression unwavering.

“Yes, Y/N. I’m sure. I’m yours, completely and without reservation. Use me as you see fit – I’ll submit to your every desire.”

She reached up, her fingers curling around his wrist.

“I need you, Y/N. I need to be yours, now and always.”

As Lisa had already lowered her guard, Y/N seized the opportunity, suddenly increasing the vibrator’s speed to its maximum setting. Lisa’s eyes went wide, a strangled cry escaping her lips as the intense sensations overwhelmed her.

Her body convulsed, the vibrator’s relentless pulsing sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Lisa gripped the sheets, her back arching as she fought to maintain control. But Y/N had stripped her of all defences, leaving her utterly at his mercy.

“Y/N!”

She gasped, her voice thick with desperation.

“It’s… too much! Please, I can’t…”

her words dissolved into a series of breathless moans as the vibrator continued its merciless assault on her senses.

Y/N refused to relent, instead increasing the speed of the vibrator even further. The relentless pulsing assaulted Lisa’s already sensitive, climax-wracked pussy, sending her into a frenzy of overstimulations.

“Y/N, please!”

She cried out, her voice laced with desperation.

Yet, even as she begged for mercy, a part of her reveled in the exquisite torment. She had surrendered herself completely to Y/N, and she would endure whatever he deemed fit, no matter the cost. Her pride had been shattered, replaced by an all consuming need to please him.

Y/N hovered his palm just above Lisa’s overstimulated, pulsating pussy, the mere proximity enough to send her spiraling into another intense orgasm. Lisa’s back arched off the bed, a guttural cry of ecstasy tearing from her throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

Her body convulsed and trembled, completely at Y/N’s mercy. She had surrendered herself fully, her pride and inhibitions shattered by the relentless torment. In this moment, she was nothing more than a wanton, desperate plaything, existing solely for his pleasure. When the aftershocks of her climax finally began to subside, Lisa gazed up at Y/N, her eyes shining with adoration and submission.

“Use me, Y/N… I’m yours to command. Do with me as you will.”

Y/N laughed in triumph as he placed his hand mere centimetres above Lisa’s sensitive, pulsing pussy. The proximity alone was enough to send her spiraling into another earth-shattering orgasm, her body convulsing in ecstasy.

“Look at you, pet,”

He exclaimed in amusement.

“following my orders even when I haven’t given any. You really are insatiable aren’t you?”

Lisa gazed up at him, her eyes shining with adoration and submission.

“Yes daddy. I’m yours to command, always. Use me as you see fit – I’ll obey your every whim.”

She had surrendered herself completely, her pride and inhibitions shattered by the relentless torment. In this moment, she existed solely for his pleasure, a wanton plaything to be commanded and controlled.

Throughout the entire night, Y/N continued his relentless teasing, keeping the vibrator at a torturous pace and denying Lisa any true release. She was reduced to a quivering, desperate mess, her body wracked by countless, earth-shattering orgasms that left her utterly spent.

Yet even as she begged and pleaded, a part of her reveled in the exquisite torment. By the time morning light began to filter in, Lisa was a trembling, oversensitive wreck. But still, she craved more, her body aching for Y/N’s touch. She had become addicted to the dElicious agony he inflicted, and she would willingly submit to his every whim, no matter how depraved.

As the morning light filtered in, Lisa’s eyes fluttered open, only to be met with another powerful orgasm that rocked her trembling body. She cried out, her back arching as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. Y/N watched in amazement, captivated by Lisa’s beauty even in the throes of such intense ecstasy. He couldn’t help but marvel at how incredibly lucky Eli was to have such a stunning, insatiable girlfriend.

“Look at you, pet,”

He murmured, his voice laced with admiration.

“You’re an absolute vision. Eli has no idea how fortunate he is to have someone like you.”

His fingers traced the curves of her body, Eliciting a soft whimper from Lisa. In this moment, Y/N knew that Lisa belonged to him, body and soul. She had surrendered herself completely, and he intended to savour every moment of her submission. Lisa gazed up at Y/N with lust-filled eyes, her body still trembling from the intense orgasm.

“please, Y/N, can I cum one more time?”

She begged, her voice thick with desperation. Without a word, Y/N simply placed his hand near her sensitive pussy lips. That was all it took to send Lisa spiraling into another earth-shattering climax. Her back arched, a hoarse cry of ecstasy tearing from her throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

When the aftershocks finally began to subside, Lisa collapsed back onto the bed, utterly spent. But still, she craved more, her body aching for Y/N’s touch. She had become addicted to the dElicious agony he inflicted.

Y/N brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at the clock.

“Isn’t it getting late, pet? Shouldn’t you be heading to work soon?”

his fingers traced idle patterns along her thigh, a hint of mischief in his gaze.

Lisa’s eyes widened momentarily, as if she had momentarily forgotten her earlier excuse. But then a coy smile played on her lips.

“Oh, you’re right. I should probably get going…”

She trailed off, her hand sliding down to cover his.

“But I’m sure they can manage without me for a little while longer.”

With that, she pulled him closer, her lips crashing against his in a desperate, hungry kiss. The work she had claimed to attend to was clearly the furthest thing from her mind. In this moment, all that mattered was satisfying the insatiable desire that Y/N had ignited within her.

Y/N hovered over Lisa, their lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss. As their bodies intertwined, he reactivated the vibrator, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

“Oh, pet, if you don’t get to work soon, I’m going to have to turn this up to the max,”

He purred, his fingers toying with the device’s controls.

“Then you’ll really be in for a treat.”

Lisa’s eyes gleamed with wanton desire as she gazed up at him.

“Please Y/N… I don’t want to go. I need you, right here, right now.”

She ground her hips against the vibrator, a soft moan escaping her lips.

“Turn it up, make me scream. I don’t care who hears.”

Her hands roamed over Y/N’s body, pulling him closer as she surrendered herself.

Y/N kissed Lisa angrily, dominating her brutally. His grip tightened as he pulled her closer, making her understand the consequences she would face if she didn’t leave for work soon enough.

“You’re pushing your luck pet,”

“If you don’t get your ass to work right now, you’re going to regret it.”

Lisa whimpered, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. She knew better than to defy him, but the temptation to stay and submit to his whims was almost too much to bear.

“Y/N, please…”

She pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.

“just a little longer, I need you…”

But Y/N was unyielding, his expression stern as he pulled away.

“Time’s up, Lisa. Get going, before I decide to keep you here all day.”

As Lisa began to remove the vibrator, Y/N stopped her, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

“Oh no, pet. You’re not taking that out just yet.”

He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low, filthy tone.

“You deserve to have that vibrator inside you all day, don’t you? It’s the only thing that can satisfy your insatiable little cunt.”

Lisa shuddered at his words, her cheeks flushing with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. She knew better than to argue, so she reluctantly left the vibrator in place, the constant stimulation making it increasingly difficult to focus on getting dressed.

“Y/N, I… I really should be going,”

she stammered, her voice trembling slightly.

“But I’ll come back as soon as I can, I promise.”

With that, she hurriedly finished putting on her clothes, the vibrator’s relentless pulsing a constant reminder of Y/N’s control over her. As she stepped out the door, she couldn’t help but wonder what other dElicious torments he had in store for her.

In the middle of a serious meeting at the office, Lisa felt the vibrator suddenly come to life inside her. She fought to maintain her composure, her breath catching slightly as the steady pulsing sent waves of pleasure through her body.

Outwardly, Lisa remained professional and focused, expertly hiding the growing tension building within her. But internally, she was a mess of conflicting emotions - a mix of arousal, frustration, and a hint of dread at the thought of being discovered.

As the meeting dragged on, the vibrator’s speed increased ever so slightly, just enough to keep Lisa on egde. She squirmed subtly in her seat, biting her lip to stifle any telltale sounds. Her mind raced, wondering when – or if – Y/N would finally take mercy on her.

As the meeting wore on, Y/N suddenly increased the vibrator’s speed, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Lisa’s body. She fought valiantly to maintain her composure, but the intense sensations quickly became overwhelming.

Lisa’s back arched slightly, a muffled gasp escaping her lips as the vibrator’s relentless pulsing pushed her towards the edge. Desperately, she tried to conceal her building orgasm, but it was a futile effort. With a strangled cry, Lisa’s climax crashed over her, her body convulsing as she came undone right there in the middle of the meeting.

“Y/N!”

She cried out, her voice thick with ecstasy and desperation. The other attendees looked on in stunned silence as Lisa shuddered and trembled, completely at the mercy of her own unbridled desire. In that moment, she was utterly exposed, her shame and submission laid bare for all to see.

As Lisa’s body convulsed in the throes of her climax, she could no longer contain her shameless moans. The vibrator’s relentless pulsing had pushed her beyond the point of reason, and in her ecstasy-addled state, she began to slut-shame herself.

“Oh god, I’m such a filthy whore!”

She cried out her voice dripping with wanton desperation.

“I can’t… I can’t control myself. Please, someone, make it stop!”

The other meeting attendees looked on in stunned silence, their eyes wide with a mix of shock and morbid fascination. Lisa had completely lost all senses of propriety, her pride and inhibitions shattered by the intensity of her climax.

Even as she begged for mercy, a part of her reveled in the sheer depravity of the situation. She had become a slave to her own unbridled desires, and the thought of being exposed and humiliated only served to heighten her arousal.

As Lisa’s climax reached its peak, Y/N showed no mercy, further increasing the vibrator’s speed. The relentless pulsing proved too much for Lisa’s overstimulated body, and suddenly, she lost control, peeing herself right there in the middle of the meeting.

A look of pure mortification crossed Lisa’s face as she felt the warm liquid soaking through her clothes. She had completely and utterly humiliated herself, her most private functions betraying her in front of all her colleagues.

Yet, even in her shame, a twisted part of her reveled in the depraved situation. The thought of being so thoroughly debased and exposed only served to heighten her arousal, her body trembling with a mix of ecstasy and humiliation.

Lisa could do nothing but sit there, her face burning with a crimson blush as she waited for the vibrator to finally be turned off, praying that she would somehow survive the ordeal with her dignity intact.

As Lisa sat there, her body still trembling from the intense climax, she could hear the hushed whispers of her colleagues around her. Their eyes were fixed on her, a mix of shock, judgement, and morbid fascination etched on their faces.

“Can you bElieve this?? Lisa, of all people, having some kind of… breakdown in the middle of a meeting,”

one of them murmured, their voice dripping with disdain. Another scoffed,

“I always knew she was a bit of loose cannon, but this? This is just embarrassing. What a slut.”

The words stung, but Lisa was powerless to defend herself. She could only sit there, her face burning with shame as she waited for the vibrator’s relentless pulsing to finally subside.

In her ecstasy-addled state, a part of her reveled in the depraved situation.

But as the reality of her actions sank in, Lisa felt her heart sink. She had betrayed her own professionalism, her pride shattered by the intensity of her own unbridled lust. Now, she could only pray that she would somehow survive this ordeal with her dignity intact.

As night fell. Lisa stormed into Y/N’s apartment, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and humiliation.

“How could you do that to me, Y/N??”

she spat, her voice trembling with barely contained rage.

“Intentionally debasing me in front of my colleagues like that? Do you have any idea how mortified I was?”

she paced the room, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

“I trusted you, and you completely betrayed that trust. Now everyone thinks I’m some kind of shameless whore!” tears of frustration threatened to spill down her cheeks, but she fought them back, unwilling to show any further weakness.

Pausing, she fixed Y/N with a piercing glare.

“You’re going to pay for this, you know. I won’t just let you get away with humiliating me like that. This means war.”

Y/N suddenly reactivated the vibrator, the steady pulsing sending fresh waves of pleasure through Lisa’s body. He fixed her with a taunting gaze, his voice dripping with condescension.

“If you’re so pissed off, pet, then why haven’t you taken this out yet?”

he gestured to the vibrator, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

“Could it be that deep down, you’re actually enjoying the humiliation? That you want everyone to know what a shameless little slut you are??”

Lisa’s cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and arousal. As much as she hated to admit it, a part of her did crave the depraved attention, the thrill of being so thoroughly debased.

“Shut up!”

she spat, her voice wavering slightly.

“You have no idea what you’ve done to me.”

Y/N chuckled, his fingers trailing alone her thigh.

“Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea, pet. And I’m not done with you yet. Not by a long shot.”

“I’ve invited the whole department to watch you squirm. Hope you’re ready to perform.”

Lisa’s eyes widened in horror as Y/N’s words sank in. The whole department? Watching her squirm and beg like a wanton whore? The thought both terrified and excited her in equal measure.

“NO, you can’t do this!”

she cried, her voice trembling.

“I can’t… I won’t perform for them. Please, Y/N, have mercy!”

But Y/N merely chuckled, his fingers teasing her sensitive flesh.

“Oh, but you will, pet. You’ll put on the show of a lifetime. After all, you’re my little slut, aren’t you?”

Lisa’s resolve crumbled in the face of his relentless taunts. As much as she hated to admit it, the thought of being so thoroughly debased and exposed only served to heighten her arousal. With a shuddering breath, she resigned herself to her fate, steEling herself for the humiliation to come.

As Y/N continued his relentless teasing, Lisa’s anger began to melt away, replaced by a growing sense of wanton desire. All thoughts of her earlier humiliation faded, consumed by her insatiable craving for his touch.

With a desperate whimper, she pressed herself against him, her hands roaming hungrily over his body.

“Please, Y/N… I need you. I need your cock, your cum, everything. I’m your slut, your greedy little whore. Use me, degrade me, I don’t care – just make me cum!”

her words were laced with a shameless hunger, all pretense of pride and propriety abandoned. In this moment, Lisa existed solely to serve Y/N’s every twisted desire, her own pleasure secondary to the need to please him.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, Y/N yanked her head back, Eliciting a sharp gasp of pleasure from Lisa.

“That’s right, pet. You’re my little fuck toy, aren’t you?? Now beg for it. Beg me to use you like the dirty slut you are.”

Lisa’s eyes gleamed with unbridled lust as she gazed up at him, her body trembling with anticipation.

“Pleases, Y/N… please, fuck me! I need your cock inside me, stretching me, filling me up. I’ll do anything, just make me cum!”

Y/N’s grip on Lisa’s hair tightened as he glared down at her, his voice dripping with cruel intent.

“You won’t get my cock today, pet. No, you’re going to suffer even more for it. This is just the beginning of your torment.”

Lisa’s eyes widened, a shiver of both fear and anticipation running down her spine.

“Please, Y/N… I need you. I’ll do anything, just please don’t make me suffer anymore!”

her voice was thick with desperation, her body trembling with barely contained desire.

But Y/N was unyielding, a devilish grin spreading across his face.

“Oh, but I’m going to make your life a living hell, Lisa. And only when you’re begging for mercy will I finally give you the reward you so desperately crave.”

With that, he released his grip on her hair, leaving her whimpering and aching for his touch. Lisa knew that she was in for a world of torment, but deep down, a part of her rElished the challenge. She would do whatever it took to earn Y/N’s affection, even if it meant enduring unimaginable suffering.

As Lisa resigned herself to the torment Y/N had in store, he suddenly increased the vibrator’s speed, sending shock waves of pleasure through her body. Before she could react, he began thrusting the device deep inside her, Eliciting a desperate, guttural moan from her lips.

Lisa’s back arched, her hips bucking against the relentless intrusion. The sensations were overwhelming, shattering any semblance of control she had left. her mind was consumed by a haze of ecstasy, all thoughts of suffering and humiliation forgotten in the face of this unbridled bliss.

“Y/N!”

she cried out, her voice thick with wanton need.

“Please, don’t stop! Fuck me, use me, I’m yours! I’ll do anything, just make me cum!”

Her body trembled and convulsed, the vibrator’s pulsing and Y/N’s thrusts pushing her relentlessly towards the edge. In this moment she was a slave to her own insatiable desire, willing to endure any torment as long as it meant achieving the release she craved.

Y/N suddenly stopped all the torment, leaving Lisa trembling and desperate for release. He removed the vibrator and tied her hands, ensuring that she had no way to reach the climax she craved. Lisa let out a frustrated whimper, her body aching with unfulfilled desire. She strained against the bonds, but they held firm, denying her any means of self-gratification.

“Y/N please…”

she begged, her voice thick with need.

“Don’t do this to me. I need to cum, I need you!”

But Y/N remained unmoved, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

“Not yet, pet. You’ve been a naughty girl, and you’re going to suffer for it. Only when I’m good and ready will I give you the release you so desperately crave.”

Lisa let out a sob of frustration, her pride crumbling in the face of her overwhelming lust. She knew better than to defy him, so she resigned herself to the torment, praying that he would eventually take pity on her.

The sudden chill of the ice cube against her heated flesh sent a shiver through Lisa’s body. She gasped softly, her muscles tensing in anticipation as Y/N slowly dragged the cube along the curves of her skin. The contrast between the icy touch and her own burning desire was exquisite, igniting a fresh wave of need within her. Lisa strained against the bonds that held her, aching to reach out and pull Y/N closer. But the restraints held firm, denying her the rElief she craved. She whimpered, her eyes pleading with him to take mercy on her.

“Please, Y/N…”

She breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I need you. I need to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me up. Don’t make me suffer any longer.” her hips bucked involuntarily as the ice cube danced across her most sensitive areas, Eliciting a gasp of pleasure.

Lisa knew she was at Y/N’s complete mercy, and the thought only served to heighten her arousal. She would endure whatever torment he had in store, if only he would grant her the release she so desperately needed.

Y/N suddenly flips Lisa over, exposing her backside, and dElivers a sharp spank on her ass. Lisa lets out a surprised gasp, her skin tingling from the impact. She glances back at Y/N, her eyes burning with a mix of fear and desperate longing.

“Please Y/N…”

she begs, her voice trembling.

“I need you so badly. I’ll do anything, just don’t stop. Punish me, use me, I don’t care – just make me cum!”

Her hips grind against the bed, seeking any friction to ease the ache between her thighs. The humiliation of her pleading only serves to heighten her arousal, her pride crumbling in the face of her overwhelming desire.

“I’m begging you, Y/N”

she whimpers, her words laced with wanton need.

“This is my life, my everything. Please, don’t deny me the release I crave. I’ll be your perfect little slut, I swear. Just let me cum!”

To be continued……………

[deadly-diminuendo]

Sweet Dreams, Darling

a spawn astarion x fem!tav reader oneshot / nsfw / ~4.1k words

Summary: An evening spent reading a racy romance novel awakens a fantasy you never knew you had. The thought of your sleeping body becoming a thing to be used for someone else's pleasure brings you an unexpected thrill. Of course Astarion catches you in the act and of course he cannot resist teasing you. But he is willing to indulge you.

Tags/CW: somnophilia, consensual non-consent, tadpole mind sharing, vampire bites/blood drinking, kink discovery, piv sex, late act 3, mostly smut with some fluff

Read on AO3

Or read below...

Never has a collection of words upon a page enraptured you quite like this.

You could have spent hours perusing the diverse collection of books in your private suite, but the second you spotted this particular title, you simply could not resist plucking it from the shelf: Dusk’s Dark Desires. A steamy vampire romance novel taking Faerûn by storm, or so you have heard.

Whether it proved to be a well-written escapist fantasy capable of stimulating your senses, or a disaster full of laughable euphemisms and wild inaccuracies—something you and Astarion might enjoy ridiculing together perhaps—you thought you made the perfect choice for the night. Little did you know just how entirely it would captivate you.

After all it is certainly not the first time you have read something of this nature—erotic literature has long been a guilty pleasure of yours—but the book in your hands describes in riveting detail a fantasy you were not fully aware you had until this very moment.

A hazy notion of it would flicker through your mind whenever you would wake to find Astarion lying atop you, your blood such an aphrodisiac to him that he could not help but to succumb to carnal instinct, hands wandering, hips rolling, his arousal anything but subtle. His need for you never failed to ignite your need for him. All it would take was a word, a nod, a look, and then it would begin—your lips colliding, your clothes shedding, his cock sliding into your mouth, or plunging into your cunt, whatever suited the two of you best. You never felt more wanted, at least in those early days.

Even the times you did not wake thrilled you. You both treated your arrangement as your little secret, only acknowledging your intimate exchanges in knowing smiles and seductive whispers. All the nights you offered him your neck and sealed your promise with a kiss, all the mornings you awoke smiling as you felt fresh puncture marks in your skin, wondering if the act filled him with as much desire as it always seems to.

Wondering if he wanted to take more from you than your blood while you slept.

You flip a few pages back, eager to reread the passage that inspired your lecherous thoughts. Again you absorb the tantalizing prose and again the delicious encounter described plays out in your mind’s eye. A chamber cloaked in darkness, the only light a sliver of moonglow peeking in through the window. The protagonist, a mortal woman, alone and asleep upon a luxurious bed, unaware of what is soon to unfold. The vampire, graceful and silent as he enters the room, here to claim her blood—and her body.

Astarion here to claim you.

Your longing pools between your legs as you picture yourself and your own lover recreating this scandalous scenario. You imagine Astarion losing himself in your neck, lifting the hem of your nightdress, easing his way inside you, your body wholly ready to accept him even while unconscious.

What began as a tiny spark of curiosity has developed into overwhelming want. You want to wake to him indulging in your sleeping form more than he has ever dared before. Or not to wake at all, to discover in the morning that he’d had his wicked way with you while you were none the wiser.

You continue to read, immersing yourself in both the enticing words upon the page and the intoxicating idea of Astarion using your body for his pleasure. So lost in thought are you that, when the door creaks open, you jump.

Really, you should not be at all surprised. You knew Astarion would eventually be joining you tonight. Since your party began its stay at the Elfsong, the two of you have often spent your nights in this room, away from the prying eyes of the others. A cozy place for you to converse and cuddle in comfort—or, since that unforgettable experience you shared over his grave, to make love.

Your journey has held many surprises for you, but none more unexpected—and more welcome—than falling in love. Together you’ve formed a deep emotional connection founded on mutual trust, respect, and adoration—and your physical connection is all the better for it. You truly enjoy each other in every way.

And you would very much like to enjoy him tonight.

Astarion regards your flushed face with a touch of suspicion and a great deal of amusement, the curl of his lips hinting at the barrage of teases likely coming your way. You shut your book closed too quickly, too guiltily, you think. He knows he has caught you red-handed, and now you are red-faced to match it.

He takes a step closer to the bed and closer to you, a little thrill rushing through you as his gaze drops to the low cut of your chemise—but then you realize he means to glimpse at your novel, discern its title, uncover a clue to the mysteries held within. You hug the book tighter to you, not willing to give up its secrets this soon.

“Good book, I take it?”

You shrug, though you know your grin is likely giving you away. “It has been a pleasant enough diversion thus far.”

“Oh, I think it’s much more than that, darling,” he insists, sauntering closer before halting at the foot of the bed. “It must be quite an… intriguing read to bring such a pretty blush to those cheeks. Here I thought only I was capable of that.”

“Maybe I was thinking about you,” you admit with a flutter of your lashes.

“Like always, then?” He chuckles as heat again darkens your cheeks. “You do fluster so easily in my presence. Still a little shy even after all this time. How sweet you are, my dear.”

You can’t help but notice how his fingertips run up the bedpost, and you find yourself wishing those hands were all over you instead.

“Or maybe you are not as sweet as you seem, hmm?” His voice is low, sultry, the way it always is when he means to seduce you.

As if you needed seducing.

Your breath catches in your lungs as the mattress sinks beneath his weight, your body deathly still but for the pumping of your heart and the throbbing of your cunt. Eagerly you await his next move.

You watch his slow, measured crawl towards you, his hungered stare suggesting his need to devour and ravage you—but he stops, resting his chin in his hand as he lies there looking at you.

“What devilish thoughts have been going through your mind, I wonder? Dreaming up all the sinful things we might do together, perhaps? Wishing I was here with you? Touching you? Inside you?”

“Maybe,” you tell him with a coy smile. He does not yet know the depths of your depravity, but perhaps you might yet let him find out.

“And now that you have me…” He smirks, running a thumb across your parted lips, knowing he has you right where he wants you.

You cannot resist. You never can.

So you steal a kiss—and he snatches away your book.

You expected it to happen, really. It was inevitable. And though part of you is mortified that you have allowed him this much ammunition to tease you with—the other part of you wonders if he, too, just might like what he reads.

“Well, what have we here?” Astarion settles against the pillow to your left, looking all too pleased with himself as he begins to inspect his prize. “Dusk’s Dark Desires?” He sounds skeptical as he reads out the title, and though he flashes you an unimpressed look, you can detect a glimmer in his eyes. “Let’s see what dark desires have that sweet heart of yours beating so fast.”

If he had not guessed it already, he discovers it immediately upon opening the book: “Vampires, darling?” He tuts at you with mock disapproval. “Oh, my love. I should have known.”

You do feel rather embarrassed, knowing so much about the true horrors of vampirism, horrors he has had to endure—and yet the first night he bit you was a carnal awakening. A world-shattering, life-changing experience for you both.

But you fell in love with Astarion for the man he is, not the vampire he happens to be.

“It is, admittedly, a new fascination of mine. All because you are a fascination of mine. And so much more than that.”

You smile at each other, and your worries fade.

Though it soon becomes clear he intends to keep you blushing.

“My, my,” he remarks, clicking his tongue as his eyes scan the text in front of him. “Is this now a fascination of yours, too?” He begins to read aloud: “So serene did she lie beneath him, so scrumptious did she taste, so submissive was she in slumber, that he knew he must take all of her, inch by precious inch.”

This is all rather foolish, you think.

Yet to hear such words spoken in his irresistibly seductive timbre renders you speechless.

So he makes the obvious choice to keep going.

He rolls to his side, half hovering over you as he skims the rest of the page, skipping ahead a few lines: “Fear rattled her when she awoke to find him within her, fangs in throat, cock in flesh. Yet a rapturous need blossomed in her core, obliterating all rational thought. When she cried out at last, his mouth met hers with a ferocity beguiling and obscene, consuming her whole. She enfolded him into her arms and surrendered.”

A pause. The air feels electric between you as Astarion studies your face. Whatever conclusion he comes to makes him grin. “You filthy little degenerate. This really turns you on, doesn’t it?”

You are still quiet, so he persists.

“You like the thought of it, don’t you? You, lying here lost in your sweet dreams, while I take whatever I want?”

Somewhere within you still resides a shame that prevents you from confessing outright. You try to downplay it. “It’s just a silly little fantasy.”

“Is that all it is?” He lets the book fall to the bed as he moves to straddle you. “Oh, no, my love. I know you too well to believe that. Your body betrays you.”

“Does it?” you ask innocently, but you know full well it does. Lust already blazed within you before he’d even entered the room, and now his every touch fuels the flames.

“Hmm, let me see…”

His palm cups your chin.

“Pupils dilated.”

Lips inches from yours.

“Cheeks reddened.”

Fingers trace your heart.

“Heartrate accelerated.”

Then graze your breasts.

“Nipples hardened.”

Lower, lower, lower.

“Cunt soaked.”

Mouths crash together.

No more words pass between you as you lose yourselves in your fervent worship of each other, though your fantasy is far from forgotten.

Not by you.

Not by him.

+++

“I would not mind indulging you. In fact I would rather like to try it myself.”

Those were his first words to you in the morning when you awoke entangled in his arms.

You were elated. You admitted how badly you wanted it—wanted him to take and take and take from you while you sleep. Wanted to be nothing more than his personal plaything for a night.

And tonight you will put your plan into place.

You are alone. You are restless. You are wide awake.

And so you are grateful for the little gift Astarion left out for you on the desk.

Together you decided upon two key conditions to be met for your end of the bargain before he could proceed with his. One, you would remove your smallclothes. Two, you would drink a sleeping draught—and the perfect concoction is now conveniently laid out before you.

He wanted you to know you could still change your mind—but no. You are sure of what you want, and you trust him completely.

You slip out of your smallclothes, kicking them aside as you make your way forward. You take the tiny bottle in your hands, twist off the lid, and swallow the works of it down. You settle into the plush comfort of your bed, and moments later, you drift into the world of your dreams.

+++

Sweet are your dreams of Astarion.

Foggy and fleeting though they begin, little details stick with you—the melodious rippling of his laughter, the heady scent of bergamot and rosemary, the feeling of cool skin against your heat in a spellbinding dance of ice and fire. Every one of your senses recalls all the happiest moments you have shared, envisions all the precious memories you have yet to create.

Whether it is a matter of minutes or hours, you are not sure—but, in time, the nebulous becomes lucid, the vague becomes vivid.

The picture so clear before you now is you. Your chest rises and falls with the gentle cadence of your breathing, your nipples peeking through the thin fabric of your nightgown. Your hemline hiked up high, your head atilt upon your pillow, your lovely neck ready for the taking. A vision delectable and divine.

Delectable… An imagining of yourself through Astarion’s eyes, then. How curious.

Your thoughts are no longer your own, but his, or at least what you fancy his to be. How pleased he would be to learn your dreams filled with love and longing inspired the warmth of your smile, how thrilled he would feel to feed upon your sleeping form, knowing how much the notion arouses you, how much of you you’re willing to let him take.

Astarion stalks towards the bed, eyes ever watching you, drinking in every detail of your alluring figure. He cannot deny how adorable you look in your frilly and feminine little dress, but, as he often reminds you, it’s your skin that suits you best. How he would love to strip you bare, have you nude beneath him, so sweet and soft and utterly helpless. The bed creaks when he joins you upon it, the mattress dipping as his knees settle on either side of you—he freezes, but then remembers having spotted the empty vial—he need not be too careful tonight.

You will sleep very, very well.

As for his other little suggestion… Gods, he must know. His hands venture under your skirt, and when he feels the skin there—silky, smooth, shamelessly bare—he grins.

Both your blood and your body will be his tonight.

Such a generous little thing you are, always eager to be seduced, to be used, to be conquered. What luck to have found such willing prey, a perfect vessel to fulfill the needs of his empty stomach and his already hardening cock. The steady rhythm of your pulse and the heat emanating from your skin only heighten his ravenous desire.

You can almost feel him at your neck.

A delicate touch. A gentle kiss. A sharp bite.

Astarion sinks his fangs deep into you, and your blood, so rich and so decadent, fills his hungry mouth, a heavenly reprieve from his eternal curse. The taste of you is pure perfection, an ambrosia more divine than the finest wines, more filling than the grandest feasts. It’s invigorating. Exhilarating. Arousing.

He gulps you down greedily, the temptation to drain you dry ever present, but his ardent need for you ever more consuming. Unaware as you are, your body still reacts, still shivers and shakes against him—not unlike how you shudder in ecstasy when he fucks you, your self-control hopelessly lost as you come undone in his arms. His lust for blood shifts into lust for you, every drop of you he drinks seemingly travelling right to his cock.

A feeling he wanted to fight, once. To physically crave anyone, even if instigated by the act of blood-drinking, was truly shocking. Beyond what he could handle, at first. He tried to ignore it. And then he couldn’t ignore it, stealing away to the woods, or to the privacy of his tent to play out his fantasies, chase the euphoria of release. Giving into it when you would wake, sometimes even wanting you to wake so he could have you, take pleasure in you, empty himself inside you.

Now it is a feeling he has been learning to embrace.

And tonight with you—in you—he will embrace it fully.

Instinct guides his hands to grab at your gown, bunching its cloth into fistfuls and gathering its hem to your waist, exposing your gorgeous curves and your pretty little cunt. He dares run a finger along your entrance, so warm and, oh, so deliciously wet for him. A wonderful surprise to find you this receptive, this ready for his use. His cock aches to spring free, to indulge in your slick heat.

To fuck you like this, plunge into you hard and fast, eat up every last bit of you—the pleasure of it all would be immense—but your gifts to him are precious, something to be cherished, to be handled with care. As much as it is a challenge to maintain his control, to pull himself from your luscious neck, he does.

It helps to know the night will not end here. He readies himself for the delights yet to come, strips off his trousers and smallclothes, coaxes your legs apart with one hand as he strokes himself with the other.

To savour you will be so sweet.

Astarion rubs along your folds—a tease that so often has you begging for more—but now he is the impatient one. Your charming smile, your radiating warmth, your ready body, so slick with unconscious need, invites him in. The tip of his cock slips inside you and you welcome him with astonishing ease.

Pleasure—whether his or yours, you can’t quite tell—floods your mind, intensifying the otherworldly sensations of your dreamscape. The way he fills you, the way you surround him entrances you in equal measure, immersing you into a haze of languid euphoria as he gradually, gently works you open.

How cute that you cannot quite comprehend this. But, oh, you feel it, don’t you?

His thoughts again dominate yours as he buries his full length inside, relishing in how easily your body accommodates his size, how good it feels to pull away and push back into you. Gods, you look so beautiful and blissful in your oblivion. Still your body answers to his rhythm in ways subtle and sweet—a touch of colour on your cheeks, a slight quickening of your heart—but nothing gratifies him more than discovering the stirrings of pleasure swirling about your sleeping mind.

A conflict begins between his crumbling resolve to take his time and his growing urge to thrust into you mercilessly. He manages to compromise with a moderate pace and a thorough exploration of you, pressing in as deep as he is able while his hands roam across your skin. Your every curve and contour have long been mapped out in his mind, but still he touches you with a reverence befitting a first time.

How surreal it is to know this stunning, trusting, loving woman in his arms is all his. It still feels like a sweet dream from which he will one day wake.

But you are real—and you give yourself to him so freely.

Astarion continues to rock his hips against yours, moving faster now, taking full advantage of your kindly offering. You feel delicious wrapped around his cock like this, your body perfectly conforming to his shape. He does miss your adorable little moans—you have always been enthusiastically vocal for him in bed—but he must admit the endless creaking below and the wet slapping of his flesh meeting yours make for pleasing sounds in their absence.

Barely a second passes before a pretty noise escapes your open mouth—only a faint whimper, but it makes him throb with the feral need to fill you. You little minx. Even in your sleep you know just how to rile him. Well, if you are to tempt him with such provocative encouragement, then he has no choice but to fuck you harder.

He abandons all restraint in his haste towards the end, the pleasure tingling your slumbering mind enhancing his own. But, gods, what he would not give to feel all your delightful spasms and shudders as you shatter for him.

Maybe, just maybe…

You feel it. You have this whole time, really, but the waves of pleasure are far stronger than before. Each and every sensation amplified, pushed hard into your mind as he plunges hard into you. How much pleasure he takes in enjoying your body. How blissfully lost he is in his sweet addiction to you. How near he is to tumbling over the edge of ecstasy.

And he wants desperately to take you with him.

Euphoria wracks through him and through you. With a few final thrusts, Astarion pumps you full of his seed, your rhythmic pulses drawing every last drop deeper inside you.

He collapses, basking in afterglow, heart brimming with affection as he admires you. You are still sound asleep, oblivious to the waking world, that same cute little smile upon your pretty face.

Gods, could you be any more perfect?

Before he separates from your body and mind, before all fades to black, he plants a single kiss upon your soft lips, whispering one last message into your ear.

“Sweet dreams, darling.”

+++

Your eyes flicker open. You squint a little as you adjust to the shock of morning light streaming in through the crack of the open window, but you soon welcome your favourite sight: Astarion lying by your side. You are usually the type to grumble as you pull the covers over your head, chasing the often vain hope for another hour of sleep—but today you simply smile. Perhaps waking up every day next to a partner you adore just might yet make a morning person out of you.

He looks beautiful like this. Relaxed, content, transfixed on a book. He fails to notice your stare—or at least he pretends not to. Eventually you scooch closer, and at last he acknowledges you. “Good morning, my dear. I trust you… slept well?”

Something signals to you that this is not quite a normal greeting. Something you can’t quite pinpoint. He looks… exceptionally smug, even for him. He sounds… expectant, maybe?

You struggle to recall whatever it is you are supposed to know. But then you recognize the book in his hands as he slams it shut. And then you remember.

Oh, gods. Your racy novel. Your little fantasy. Your erotic dreams.

Your hand snaps to your neck, your fingers finding two distinctive punctures in your skin while he watches you with his fanged grin. He drank from you, that much is certain, but did he…? You reach your other hand to examine a far more intimate place.

Oh.

Oh.

“That,” you begin breathlessly, hazy recollections of your dreams returning to you piece by piece. “That was all real last night, wasn’t it?”

“If you are referring to the little show I gave you, then yes,” he confirms, his grin spreading wide. “Was it everything you ever wanted?”

His flirtatious drawl is full of bravado, as it always is, yet you think you can detect the tiniest hint of uncertainty behind it.

Oh, you will make sure you leave him with no doubt.

You practically pounce on him, smothering him with a flurry of little kisses. The way his laughter bubbles out of him makes your heart sing. “Shall I take that as a yes?”

“Of course,” you assure him. “And it’s like I’ve told you before. I trust you with my body.”

You plant a kiss on his forehead.

“My mind.”

And the tip of his nose.

“My heart.”

Both his cheeks.

“My everything.”

You press your lips to his, and the two of you melt into each other. Astarion holds you tight even as your lips break apart, a whispered “I love you,” filling the shell of your ear. You repeat the words back to him—and before you lavish him with the full extent of your affection you tell him only one more thing.

“You have given me the sweetest dreams I will ever have.”

+++ Thank you for reading!

If you enjoy my work, you can find more on my AO3. Additional cross posts for Tumblr and masterlist coming soon + more oneshots in the works! UPDATE: Here is the masterlist!

[chlorinecake]

KEEP STILL, BABY —✦ 𝐒.𝐂𝐁

▹ PAIRING: needy boyfriend changbin x f. reader

▹ GENRE: smut, fluff, est. relationship

▹ SYNOPSIS: Just Changbin waking you up in the middle of the night for a quickie because you’re too irresistible…

▹ WARNINGS: KINKTOBER SPECIAL, some swear words, kissing, tit sucking and fondling, nipple play, clit stimulation, sensory deprivation (changbin wants you to keep your eye mask on while he fucks you because he’s just freaky like that), somno kink (consensual), unprotected sex, cockwarming, that’s about it

▹ WORD COUNT: 1.5k — DAY 8

It was well past midnight when you found yourself snuggled up next to your boyfriend in the stillness of the night. The world outside seemed to have surrendered to silence, with the moon casting a gentle glow through the curtains that wrapped everything in a serene aura...

At least, that’s how it felt to you as you lay on your side, feeling the warmth of your boyfriend’s strong arms nuzzled in the curves of your body to cradle you... Changbin, however, had a lot more on his mind than you did, and it wasn’t the usual work stress that kept him awake.

In fact, his restlessness had everything to do with you in this moment… the way you purred against his pillow, with your silk nightgown framing your breasts perfectly... even your occasional wiggling against the sheets was driving him wild...

And to make matters worse, the poor guy was doubt how much longer he could hold himself back from acting on the carnal urges bubbling inside him.

The bed was a mess of scattered pillows and fluffy blankets, with the extra layers only irking Changbin further on…

If things were ideal to your boyfriend's standards right now, he’d already have the both of you be completely naked on the mattress, bodies pressed together in a fit of nerves.

Though, to speak honestly, your boyfriend always had an impatient side, and it only became increasingly obvious as he started stirring behind you, seemingly incapable of finding comfort in the nest of white sheets.

“Keep still, baby,” you mumbled within your snooze, and Changbin’s heart could’ve sang choruses of relief at the feeling of your gentle voice vibrating through his chest.

“Sorry, ____… didn’t mean to wake you,” he lied, feeling himself get even hotter now that you had forced his arm back around you with his right hand falling precariously close to your tits, and it’s like favor landed straight into his lap…

Even though you had a tough day before finally getting to bed, you'd expect for Changbin to at least respect your precious moments of fleeting rest… right?

Wrong.

“Binnie, please quit squirming,” your voice came out all muffled again, but clearly more whiny as his movement persisted, and he’s just now realizing that he was softly grinding his bulge against your ass, massaging your boobs in his grasp—

“I’m tryinggg,” he huffed frustratedly, sounding a bit strained, but by time the sentence actually left his mouth, you had already drifted back to sleep again.

He pressed a kiss to your shoulder, feeling a bit hopeless since you weren’t responding to his usual affection. He couldn’t tell if you were doing it on purpose, but all he wanted was for his girlfriend to give him a little attention, even if just for a few minutes… that’s really all he needed...

“C’mon, princess, I just wanna fool around for a bit,” your boyfriend pouted, groaning into your ear as he kissed you there too, pressing against you a bit harder now, “Please baby, just for a little while… I don’t think I’ll get any sleep without it…”

And with that, he shamelessly groped your tits with more pressure now, squeezing them in the flesh of his meaty hand, thrilled that you weren’t wearing a bra, either...

The flesh of your breasts just fit into his hands perfectly, and he couldn’t help but invite his thumbs to toy with your sensitive nipples next, knowing your body would enjoy the extra attention, even if you were still asleep...

“Mmmm,” you moaned against the pillow, and he assumed that it was just a sleepy noise, but of course, he was wrong...

The sound you made turned him on so much that he sat up with just his upper body so he could lean over you.

And like a starved out man, he managed to wiggle one of your boobs from behind the silky night gown before latching his lips around your nipple and sucking it into his mouth, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you settled into his embrace.

“How can you possible be so enticing to me,” he groaned, briefly closing his eyes, “even while sleeping soundly…”

You were still wearing your bedtime eye mask once you felt the warm covers on the bed abandon your body, followed by your front being fused with the mattress as the weight of your boyfriend’s body rested behind you.

Weakly, you turned your head to face him, using a finger to lift your eye mask and take a peek at him from where you were.

But before you could really see him, he caught your wrists in one hand, lifting your arms above your head, only making you whine at the gentle yet firm way he held you down.

“Close your eyes, love,”he whispered, his other hand sliding your dress up over your curves, “don’t let me disturb your beauty rest…”

“But Binnie, I’m already awake now,” you said quietly, not even bothering to wrestle your hands from beneath his given how tired you were feeling, “I wanna see your face, baby…”

“Shhh, not another word, princess,” he went on, already having taken his pants down just enough to get his cock out, and gosh, did it seem bigger than ever tonight, “just let daddy fuck you back to dreamland…”

His cock was always on the thicker side granted, but it felt as if it had grown another inch in girth since the last time you took him, and although your eyes were covered, he was glad to finally set his eyes upon your glistening folds, barely sliding his tip between them before he had you moaning out his name.

As his desperation wore on, As his urgency built, Changbin finally pushed inside you. The initial tightness was intense, but once you lifted your hips to meet him, he sank all the way in, filling you up completely...

Leaning down to rest his head near yours, his lips trailed down to your temple and then to your cheek, leaving soft kisses in their wake as he rutted into you nice and slow.

Your sleepy eyes crinkled in satisfaction, and somehow, being blindfolded made everything feel even more intense.

“Binnie~” you murmured, your voice thick with drowsiness as his breath hitched, “g-go faster... p-please…”

You were surprised how close you felt to finishing even though he just started, a familiar fire swirling in your lower stomach the more and more he fucked his cock into your hole.

Squelching sounds filled the stillness of the room now, layered by the your frequent whimpers and his manly panting, too...

That’s one thing you always adored about your big, whiny boyfriend… his neediness and absolute obsession with being inside you at every chance he got.

“Aww, fuck,” he grunted, slamming his hips into you as you felt his tip brushing against your g-spot, making you writhe against the sheets.

You felt like he was practically fucking you in half at how fast he was going, and you’re surprised his hips even carried that much stamina given the hour of the night.

Sliding his free hand down, his fingers found your burning clit, rubbing it back and forth to which you simply cried out in pleasure.

And he could tell you were getting close just from the way your gummy walls pulsed around him, but even with your eye mask on, he could still see your beautiful face twist with ecstasy each and every time his juicy cock slammed into you.

“It’s okay, baby,” Changbin grunted breathlessly, his shaggy curls clinging to his forehead now given how much he was sweating, “you don’t have to wait… let it out for me…”

Letting your wrists go, his hands found your hips instead, gripping fiercely at your skin as he kept thrusting into your cunt with all his might.

Taking the place of his, you let your own fingers find your clit, rubbing it in the same way he did as your back arched beneath him, deepening the lengths in which his cock was already reaching inside you.

It didn’t take long for you to climax after that, either, and he almost immediately stopped the thrusting of his hips once you started whining into the pillows, not wanting to overstimulate you too much.

He hadn’t reached his own high yet, but he wanted to stay deep inside you regardless, letting himself lay down now as y'all returned to your initial spooning position.

“Hopefully that didn’t excite you to the point where you can't go back to sleep,” he smiled, kissing the crook of your neck before tugging the eye mask off your face, revealing your beautifully love-smitten features...

“Don't worry, baby... I actually feel a bit more relaxed after that,” you returned with a smile, happy in your heart that you could finally see your boyfriend's adorable face, both your gazes earnest and soft.

Holding you close to with his arms, he kissed the crook of your neck, nuzzling his face there before whispering through a smirk, “well, you can go back to sleep now, princess… promise I won’t disturb you again 'til morning…”

And with that, Changbin simply decided to cockwarm you for the rest of the night, hoping that by time the sun rose at dawn, you’d help him out by returning the favor…

⋆♱✮ Thanks to everyone who made it to the end of DAY 8's fic entry for my Kinktober Event !! Admittedly, this was a bit rushed, but if you're interested in reading more works like this, feel free to check out my main enhypen masterlist or my kinktober masterlist by clicking one of these links !!

⋆♱✮ PERMANANT TAGLIST:

@squoxle, @nishiimuranights, @ashgonedash

@yourmomscuntis2tighy, @wonbinisbabygurl

@watamotee33, @addictedtohobi, @ot7sevenlvr

⋆♱✮ KINKTOBER TAGLIST:

@pasteltheghost16 @fawnpeaks @melonvrs

@mheretoreadff @skzfelixlove @inishij

@yaorzu-blog @andromedawillburyyou @ramyeonzprincess

@zaihypen @simjaeyunns @gardenwonnies @hynier

@idontknowhowtomakeusernames @enhymeowz @minhosimthings @stormy1408

@crownj1min @jay-0n3s @gacktsa @leeknowinggg

@d-dilemma @mrsjohnnysuh

[hello-there]

Communities are a new way to connect with the people on Tumblr who care about the things you care about! Browse Communities to find the perfect one for your interests or create a new one and invite your friends and mutuals!

[moon7jay]

MINORS DNI

The way I think of sunghoon is that he's not an inherently a high libido person, like in his single phase he doesn't care much about hooking up, jerks off here and there but is not obsessed with it, doesn't get turned on easily, doesn't indulge in sexual stuff often.

But all of this will change once he's in a relationship. It's like u were the stimulation that his dick needed cuz why's it always hard when he's in your vicinity??? He doesn't understand it himself. And when u do have sex once, he can't stop himself from doing it frequently, every week turns to every night turns to 2 times a day like his desire becomes endless. Everytime you're close he wants to be skin to skin with u in some way

Its like an exclusive obsession with sex. He's a sex addict, but only for u. only your shy touches and coy smiles can make blood rush instantly to his cock, throbbing hard and heavy in his trousers, fingers twitching with an intense urge to dig into your tempting flesh, tongue coming out to lick on his lower lip cuz ur lips look so tantalizing it's driving him mad with hunger

So don't be surprised when he's pounding u into the sheets literally every chance he gets. Sheets don't even matter he's pressing u to the nearest surface and sliding his dick into your addicting pussy, pussy so tight and juicy he can't get enough of it's warmth.

He's also so vocal with u, whether it be eating u out or making out or nasty fucking, u will find him moaning and groaning like a dog in heat. When he's inside of you, he's overcome with carnal lust that just doesn't end. Sometimes u will be pushing him away cuz u can't take it anymore, trying to run away from his hard thrusts but his hands will instantly wrap around your mid section, keeping you in place while he relieves his lust inside your warm fuck hole

"Stop trying to run away from this baby - he pants on your face, his fingers bruising your waist with how tight he's holding your squirming and overstimulated body so that he can continually fuck into u - this is your fault anyway ughh fuck, you're the reason I'm- jesus -you're the reason I'm like this"

[verinarin]

Debate turned into him fucking you until you’re speechless

Someone needs to lower his ego, that's where you come in and he doesn't like the fact that you dare challenge him one bit nsfw; rivals to lovers, hate fucking, breeding kink, belly bulge [Reposted]

Veritas absolutely despises you, outsmarting him, but he finds a way to actually turn you into an idiot once in a while…

It started off with a heated argument that leads into you sitting on his desk, legs spread open while his mouth pressed kisses against your inner thigh, biting it also to mark what eventually would be his

“What the hell are you doing Veritas !,” you whine, trying to kick him off which he easily dodge, he pushes your ankle to your chest with a huge grin

He leans forward as he presses both of your thighs to your chest, nestling closely to your neck. “I want to fuck your thoughts away, keep you nice and dumb, that’s what I’m trying to achieve here,”

“As if you could succeed at doing so, you can’t even refute my argument earlier,” you were referencing to the debate he lost, oh you’re rubbing grounded salt to his wounds, he does not take that kindly

He’s now kneeling down, his hands still gripping tightly on your plush thighs, so tight that it made you wince. His eyes glaring at your face, like a promise…

A promise to make you fall for him, to make you intoxicated by his presence, to make you his

“Watch me,” and with that he presses a kiss on your clothed clit, sucking the nerve earns him the very first noise that he actually enjoys coming out from your smart mouth, your moans

You felt embarrassed to not be able to hold in your moan like that, not when he’s so filthy. Licking stripes over your clothed cunt, making the fabric transparent

“H-haaah how nghhh disgusting, for someone who has bathing as their favourite activity to do, you’re so filthy nghhahh,” you try to regain your dignity by a nasty remark that’s proven to be in vain

He just laughs which makes things worse then they are, “If you want me to clean this leaking hole afterwards just say so, no need to act so elusive,”

“You talk to much, here if I do this…” he slid your panties to the side and push the tip of his tongue inside your glistening cunt

Tasting you directly onto his tongue is like Adam tasting the forbidden fruit, for someone whose words laced with insults you’re so fucking sweet

He never was interested in pursuing his filthy human desires, but thanks to you he now finds himself a forbidden fruit of his own

“Mnhmm” you try so hard not to succumb towards your carnal desires after all lust is one of the 7 deadly sins

Veritas however does not take your resistance kindly, you’re so adamant on denying yourself from the pleasure he could give. He scoffs as he places one of his hand to keep your thighs at place while the other pinches your clit

He effortlessly pry your moans out of your mouth, not only that he also effectively turn you into a trembling mess “Now that’s a sight!, perhaps I should sculpt this moment and display it on my personal quarters,”

“F-fucking pervert,” you spat, he just laughs at your lust ridden face. His eyes staring straight at yours before he smirks, standing up with ease to lean forward towards your neck

He starts to motion his fingers up and down against your wet hole with a sickening smile on his face “50 points, you’re halfway correct. I’m no pervert,”

“But I am someone that will fuck you,” without wasting any time he slid his index finger into your cunt, “How tight !, it seems that I have to give your cunt more stimulation…” he whispers against your neck

“Nghh just fuck me already,” you huff impatiently, you can’t afford to waste anymore of your time with trivial matters such as lust, but aeons he does make you falter

He scoffs, how dare you push him around. Isn’t pushing him around at the guild enough for you, he’s just being nice for a change knowing that if he didn’t prepare your tight hole well enough you would scream in pain

Perhaps he wants to see that pained expression of your mixed with pleasure, ahh he’s getting ahead of himself

There’s always next time after all…

“Now now I think you want me to take my time with you, you’ll understand what I mean later,” he smiles as he slid one more of his fingers, filling you up quite nicely

“Oh wow how cocky you- ahhh~” he silenced that quirky remark you’re going to make by thrusting his fingers in methodically only to help you climax as fast as possible since you are so impatient, once he meets your g-spot it was all over for you

Your moans decorates the room as he curved his fingers upwards towards your g-spot while his other hand presses down on where your womb would be

“S-shit ahhhn m’cumming Veri,” suddenly he stops, you were so close yet he fucking stops

“Ahh that’s cute, call me once more than I’ll let you have it,” he smiles as he pulls his fingers out and and brings it to your mouth

You quickly lapped down your juice while maintaining eye contact with him, your dignity be dammed you could only feel your need to cum right now “Veri please make me cum,”

“Ahhh I wish you would be this submissive everyday, not picking meaningless debates and just let me pleasure this pussy” he huffs as he tap his fingers on your clit twice before sliding it back in

“Thank you thank you thank you,” you whine as he picks the pace of his fingers up letting you cum all over his desk in a instant

“Wow I guess you can say thank you,” he sarcastically reply as he unzip his pants and free his leaking cock, the tip is red and wanting

Okay now your understand why he took his time with you because without foreplay his cock is going to hurt, hell even with foreplay you still think there’s a chance of if hurting

He sense your worry of course, he leans forward as he rest his cock against your stomach. Aeons it’s soo big that the length went pass your bellybutton…

“You might hate me but I don’t hate you so don’t you worry, I’ll take it slow and yes it’ll fit,” he smirks before kissing your forehead

Oh shit if he keeps this up, you might fall for him…

“I don’t hate you, I just think someone needs to keep in check on that huge ego of yours. Do not fret I’m always here to lower it into basic human standards,” you scoffs, which he replies with a laugh of his own

“Sounds beneficial, I am told to be quite the narcissist perhaps you could keep me in line,” he smiles as he press a kiss on the side of your lips.

“Yes I believe so,” you mumble feeling dizzy from his gentle kisses

He leans let his lips close to yours, it barely touches as he spoke “May I kiss you ?,”

You don’t even answer, you looped your arms around his neck and force his lips onto your which accepts with a smile, his tender kiss somehow made his cock twitch against your skin

Snaking your hand towards his cock, lathering his precum towards his length earns you a delicious moan against the kiss “Ahhhn what a minx”

With that he slid his cock towards your clit, tapping his tip right onto the sensitive nerve as payback, you could only whine as he tease you. He teases for the sole purpose of breaking your ego, to make you beg for him, but it proves to be rather hard because he’s faltering at the mere pleasure of friction

“Feels so good like this, ahh can’t wait till I feel how tight you’re going to be,” he whines as he grinds his full length against your slippery hole, he needs to hold his length by the base or else it might accidentally slip inside you

“Fuck !, no one’s stopping you put it in damn it,” you groan as you try to guide his tip into your hole

“So bossy,” he smirks, he wants to just slam into you just to shut you up. It’ll be painful to do so and it seems you’re to cockdrunk to make any decisions

Because of that he finally slid his length in without waiting for you to beg, he doesn’t want you to shove his length in without the controlling the length you could handle after all

“Mnghh ahhh so bigg,” see this proves his point, even though he would like to ram it into your tight hole in one swift move, he doesn’t want to break your cunt

At least not the first time he fucks you…

With a huff he slowly thrust himself inch by inch, “Fuck, this is why you need to learn patience shit so fucking tight, relax dearest or else it’s not going to fit,”

Your eyes starts to produce tears because of the sheer pain and pleasure, he leans down to kiss the tears from you face, whispering words of encouragement as he slowly thrust his full length inside you, balls deep

“Shit you feel this,” he drags your weak hand across the eminent bulge on your stomach, “This is why I was adamant about preparing your tight hole for me,”

He slides out before thrusting back in to further prove his earlier hypothesis “Do you understand ?, how easily I could break this hole,”

“Y-yeshh understood sirr, too big f’me,” oh you’re already dumb on his cock, how cute he thought

“Can you hold your thighs keep it pressed against your breast for me?,” he asks which you do without any hesitation, he could see it clearly now, his cock dragging itself in and out

For you on the other, you feel his tip kissing your cervix because of this position, all of your thoughts are currently postponed ever since that cock enters your cunt

All you can do is hold your thighs as he pounds into you, he starts to pick up the pace once your pained moans turns into you begging him to go harder

Of course he’s not going to deny you such pleasure

“So tight fuck, I ruined other cocks for you from now on,” you could only reply with a nod as he shook your whole body

Thrusting himself in a angle that’s abuses your g-spot making you cum with every single deep thrust, “Fuckk can’t stop cummingghh,”

“That’s the plan sweetheart, you won’t stop coming until I say so, am I not generous?,” he chuckles breathlessly as he toy with your clit with every thrust

“Fuck you know if I breed you, make you carry my child. I think our genetics would be unparalleled, both of us are intelligent and attractive, ahh what a fine specimen we would make don’t you think so ?,” he rambles as he come close to his release

He knew very well you just nodded without thinking much, the thought of cumming inside you, breeding your cunt very hard to not decline

“Ahh you just nodded because you’re cockdrunk, I can’t have you pregnant now, not when I love our meaningless bickering about our difference of opinions, I’ll fuck…you’re not patient but I am fuck…I’m going to make you my fucking research partner my everything I will actually put a ring on that pretty finger of yours and then put a baby in…you’re gonna let me right?,” he mutters as his cock kisses your cervix

His grip your thighs pressing folding you to reach deeper “This is a trial examination, let’s see how deep you could take,” he chuckles as he delves deep into your cunt

All you can do is lie there and moan as he pounds deep into you, making vulgar noises between the sounds of your skin slapping against each other

“Shit I’m gonna cum fuckk,” he whines before pulling out and stroking his cock right against your skin, exactly where your womb is supposed to be “Here let me mark your skin right here, hahah to manifest our future,” he whines as he shoot his seed right against the skin, marking the outside of your womb

“Veri k-kisss,” you mumble as you await for his comfort, he took two more strokes finally finish, then he leans into your lips to give you a reward

“Now I need to clean you up, stay right there and let me run you a warm bath, you must be sore,” he says as he brush his hair back, thank god you both decide to do this at his house or else he can’t properly take care of you

You can’t even think anything anymore, he really did fuck the thought out of you, when you actually start to gather your thoughts you’re already surrounded by the lukewarm water and lavender flowers “Veri where am i?,”

“Ah you finally snapped out of your haze, I carried you to my bath remember ?,” he smiles as he’s currently sitting beside the tub lathering your arm with soap

You could only nod as you slowly succumb back towards the land of dreams “Hey don’t fall asleep on me now you might accidentally drown,” he scoffs

“Your fault for using lavender, it is well known to cure insomnia and to alleviate muscle pain,” you yawn as you try to stay awake

“Yes exactly to alleviate muscle pain, which is going to be you’re future diagnosis if I don’t take care of you properly,” he sighs, you both went back into bickering like a married couple

“To prevent me from accidentally drowning myself in your huge bathtub, why not join me ?, you’re also in need of relaxation,” you mumble, feeling a little bit flustered

“Well if the lady insists,” he smirks before undressing and dipping himself behind you, he drags you into his lap and rests you head your head shoulder as his hands massage your lower back “Feels good ?,” he whispers beside your ear

“Very,” you reply with a sigh, he presses a kiss on your forehead as he holds you massages your tense spot as a silent thank you of some sort, not wanting this moment of peace to end

For you however, you knew this man is forever bound his heart to yours from now on

[star2fishmeg]

meg…🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

a quinny thot for you to absolutely devour, the first time he’s able to give you head once his lip is healed 🤭

You're gasping out, fingers clasping his hair, and you know his lovely, long waves and curls are sticking in all directions by now. Quinn's hands firmly hold your hips into his mattress, your thighs thrown over his shoulders and his nose bumps your clit with every lick against your sopping folds, groaning and shifting his hips the longer he's losing himself.

When he got the all-clear from the doctor, he wasted no time in burying his face between your thighs. He missed it, he missed the way you tasted, the way you clawed at him, how you chanted out his name in elongated, airy moans and muffled his hearing with your thighs. Now he has that all over again and taking it easy was never an option when it came to suffocating in your weeping cunt.

He hums in satisfaction, the vibrations reverberating over your clit and your eyes roll to the back of your head. It's not the first time they've done that tonight, you're unsure of exactly how long Quinn's been devouring you but it's long enough that you can't formulate a sentence coherently and that you feel like your skin is sticking to the sheets, his chin dripping in your release proudly.

Warm lips press against your thigh, over the dark hickey from earlier and his eyelashes brush against your sensitive skin. Peering up with a shadow of desire piercing through you, a groan rumbles from his throat, rutting his cock into the mattress for crumbs of relief from your seducing cries of pleasure.

"Fuckin' missed this," he groans in pleasure, "missed you on my tongue, taste like heaven."

"Qui...Quinn..." Your carnal wails have him tightening his grip unconsciously, he wants you, needs you, his tongue flicking your clit before he's lapping at your cunt, bullying your entrance and you can only watch with blurry eyes as his head nods slightly with every little movement. "Fuck! Can...can't,"

He pulls his head up slightly, breath hot against your pussy, his beard soaked in your release, and he's got a wild look in his eye, "One more, pretty girl. Just one,"

You're panting, fingers gripping his hair and keeping him away from your cunt, but you can't resist when he pouts like that, bathing in the juices he's pulled from you, "You...you said that ages...ago,"

"Please, my love." You push his head down, the indication to give him free rein and he's brutal with how his tongue's plunging in and out of you, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing circles while you've stopped caring about the neighbours. Heat pools through your body and into the pit of your stomach, tangling until tightening with the stimulation from the pad of his thumb circling your clit and intertwining with the famished drive of his tongue consuming your cunt. Pleasure rattling through you in shockwaves and that tension that once held strong, releasing onto Quinn's tongue. Your thighs tense around his head, his hands kneading at the flesh. At the same time, you moan out in mantras as he drinks up cum for the who-knows-what round, limbs collapsing into his mattress, and you feel his groans vibrate along your skin as he laps everything you gave until he's crawling over you and laying on your chest.

[carmenberzattosgf]

I need Carmy to whine and whimper underneath me while I ride HIMMMM needsddednsisoisbdjsjwndn so bad

Oh the way he would look up at you with those pretty eyes, and his jaw fallen open. He’s desperate. The force of his finger tips on your hips makes that clear. Carmy rarely gives up control, so moments like this don’t come around often. It’s only fair that you try to make the experience last as long as possible.

That’s why you take him slowly, letting your hips do most of the work by grinding onto him. Carmy’s cock twitches inside of you, but the stimulation isn’t enough to let him reach his peak.

It’s then the whimpering starts. Carmy’s too focused on the carnal need to cum inside of you to care about how pitiful he sounds. “F-fuck, fuck, fuck! Baby—baby, please. I can’t—“ he cries.

“Just a little more, Carm. Trying to make myself feel good. You want that, right?” You taunt.

“Yeah—y-yeah want you to cum a-around my cock. Wanna feel it.” As he speaks you pick up the pace, making Carmy whine. “Shit—feels s’good—fuck.” In an instant his train of thought slips away as his head falls back in pleasure. By now, you’re sure the grip of his hands will leave bruises.

“You were saying, Carmy? It didn’t sound like you finished your sentence.”

Yeah Carmy’s in for a long night.

[hello-there]

Communities are a new way to connect with the people on Tumblr who care about the things you care about! Browse Communities to find the perfect one for your interests or create a new one and invite your friends and mutuals!

[starryylies]

Simon who comes home from deployment only to see you reading smut and then continues to eat you out like a man starved.

cunnulingus, established relationship, reader calls Simon daddy, dom sub dynamic, Simon is a man starved, implied age gap, reader is younger. Self insert 🤩

Yes two smut fics In a row

(no judgey)

You’re in your room trying to get off, you tried humping your pillow rubbing yourself on it

trying’ to imagine you’re practicing on Simon but nothing was working.

you were too horny and couldn’t stand it anymore . ;((

You had been left alone for so long you needed a relief you were so pent up you could’ve cum just by the stimulation of your pretty pussy on si’s cock, but sisi wasn’t there :(

He had been out for deployment for over a month now and you missed him dearly

Finally giving in after many failed attempts to get off you finally took your phone and opened tumblr to scroll through some smut fics filled with the filthiest words and phrases (me)

Scrolling you found a hot story of a soldier and his wife making love (rawdogging) after he came back home from his own deployment,

reading it reminded you of Simon so you climbed back on your bed and quickly got rid of your pants and started touching your puffy clit

The nub looked like it was bulging out, it was soooo desperate to be touched. :((

you rubbed circles around your clit picturing it was you in the story alongside Simon.

You were finally getting close, the fic was filled with dirty thoughts and carnal feelings, all that you were having.

You were so close your clit was aching to cum but as you were about to cum the door opened revealing the big man with broad shoulders, your boyfriend Simon Riley.

He looked at you lustfully, you could see his boner tenting up in his pants.

“Couldn’t wait for me could ya lovie?” He gruffed out smiling at how beautiful you look with your legs spread apart and face flushed out.

“S-si I’m sorry but I was so horny I need ya, I missed ya so much” you whine out needily

“Im sure you did sugar, so did I. I missed you so fuckin’ much love” he says crawling up to the bed unbuckling his pants.

As he reaches close to you he notices your phone is open, he sees text in it. For a minute he gets scared thinking it’s from someone else but as he gets a closer look he realises it’s a story, a very lewd one at that.

He laughs out gruffly, “my good little girl is reading dirty books now huh” he smirks.

seeing you get all shy drives him crazy

“ yea but only cuz it reminded me of you sisi”

“I know princess” you wouldn’t do anything other than that he coos while putting his hand near your pussy teasing it.

“S-si touch me please” you mewl.

“Only when you will tell me what you were reading princess”

“But s-si I need youu” you whine

You try grabbing his hand to touch your pussy but he quickly pulls away

“Bad girl’’ he says softly.

Seeing you pout at that statement only makes him wanna tease you more.

You’ll only get to cum when you read it out loud to me,

Each. And. Every. Word.

Without hesitation You reply saying yes because you cannot hold on any longer you need this.

Simon then spreads your legs apart to get a better view and it’s almost as if his mouth drools when he sees your pretty pussy all wet and moist.

“Read to me baby” he commands

“M’kay” you whine out

- After <ml> (ml in the fic y/n is reading) returned from his recruitment in February he was greeted by <fl> (fl in the fix y/n is reading) wearing a pink bra -

you stutter out, feeling Simon’s tongue on your folds makes your brain stop for a moment.

“Continue princess” he says

“Y-yes Simon” you reply and start reading the next few lines of the fic.

as you reach to the part where the <ml> starts fucking the <fl>,

simon swipes your clit and starts rubbing your nub.

Simon eats your pussy out like a man possessed

and now you can’t form proper words cuz it feels sooo good.

You’re so close you’re so close you’re so close.

Suddenly Simon stops.

“Why’d ya stop reading princess” he looks up at you with his beautiful hazel eyes shining.

“Si please just lemme cum pleaseplease I need you siiii” you whine desperately

“No princess read the story or you won’t cum he says sternly’’

You cry out, you’re soooo overstimulated you can’t take it anymore.

You start bucking your hips onto Simon’s face like a bitch in heat. You just wanna cum :(((

Simon slaps your clit softly earning a soft moan from you

“Read.” He commands

You cannot do anything but comply so you start reading again.

The story is almost about to finish and you can feel yourself getting closer.

Simon is eating you like you’re his last meal ever, slurping your juices sucking your swollen clit

and giving its a tiny kiss or too from time to time as well.

“S-si it’s over now please lemme cum please I’ll be a good girl daddy please lemme cum please”

“‘kay princess if ya say it so nicely” he smirks out

He’s eating you out like a hungry animal rutting his own hips into the bed to get some friction, his hard cock feels like it’s gonna burst.

He’s so horny he needs a release and hearing your sugar like moans make him harder and more and more desperate to cum.

He’s as horny as you are but he won’t show it cuz he has to help his pretty little girl cum first :)

“S-si I’m close I’m so close” you moan out,

you’re now bucking your hips up and down and Simon’s face is covered with your slick.

he presses on your nub to give it some pressure

Your orgasm hits you like a huge wave, your eyes roll back your toes curl and your mouth opens. Your mind is blank it’s only filled with bliss.

“Attagirl” Simon looks at you proudly.

As you come down from your high Simon come towards you and gives you a kiss,

You can taste your juices on his tongue but you don’t care you kiss him back hungrily, you both devour each other completely before Simon starts talking

“You were such a good girl f’me” he praises.

You melt in his arms as he whispers out sweet words into your ears.

“Let’s get you all cleaned up okay princess?”

“Yes si”

As you walk into the shower si is quick to pin you to the wall rubbing his thick erect cock on your swollen overstimulated pussy.

“It’s my turn now love let me fill you up, I’ll ma’e ya feel so good princess”

And so he does :33

[starrydragoness]

 Content: old headcanons, NSFW, MDNI, body worship, soft dom! Jing Yuan, female anatomy

-Anytime you cuddle in your bed with this soft man of a general, he will shed anything that weighs even an ounce too much. So that often leaves him in some thin lining of clothes, just enough to keep him warm and comfy, but even that can go further until both of you are naked and feeding off of each other’s body warmth 

-For  example, like right now. Two of you have barely seen each other much lately, both busy with your own journeys across the vast territory of Xianzhou Luofu. But finally he can feel your limbs intertwine. He would prop himself up onto his elbow to have more of a vantage point over you, with his other arm over your waist, slowly rubbing your soft skin with his thumbs. His eyes are so warm and full of this relaxing mirth that it’s hard to look away, it's hypnotic what this man can tell you just by looks and gazes. His loving gazes are only for you, just for you

-Then his eye catches onto a small mole on your skin and from there he brings his hand up to trace from it to the other skin mark, to the next and the next until his hands are softly massaging and rubbing all over you lovingly, his lips slowly following suit

-And you return the favor, tracing his chest and the few scars and moles he may have there. His pale skin is always such a pretty sight, especially in the dimmer lights of the swallowed sunlight. His hair even looks like beaten gold

-He doesn’t stop praising you. His words are mutters and whispers, half unfinished sentences interrupted with languid kisses he leaves over your skin. They’re endless and countless, and if he could keep awake that long, he’d kiss you until the end of times, and bit by bit he’s climbing on top of you, his kisses are becoming more fervent, seeking to devour you

-He would hold you close, kissing the crown of your head, and then his head would dip to your neck where you’re most sensitive, teasing you by licking and sucking. He would hum something absentmindedly, every now and then with a low rumble in his throat, but you can tell he is already beginning to get riled up, and that this teasing game won’t last long.

-Soft dom Jing is a sight for sore  and lustful eyes that escapes the deepest depths of your dreams. The view of him towering over you, his chest muscles right there, one could say directly in your face but he loves to kiss you too much to distance his lips from yours. He has no need for ropes,  unless you'd prefer it that way - otherwise he loves the skinship that comes with your little ministrations

-If he does anything, it's taking care of you. Not letting you catch a moment to breathe properly as he makes you get lost in the carnal pleasures of the body, stimulating all the weakest spots he knew of or the ones he just found out about. He's wearing that soft smirk, his eyes half lidded and heavy with lust that forms into sultry words on his tongue. His messy hair falls across his face, framing it and you can barely even bear the sight of him between your thighs, it’s too much. 

-His hips chase yours, bucking into you and filling you with his cock, over and over again until he's pushed out every other thought out of your head, making your pretty head fuzzy and empty, aside from the thoughts of him. Nothing else matters but this warmth now. Just you and him.

-He's leaning down and kissing your neck, nibbling the marks he left previously in the valley over your breasts and over them, sucking on a reddened nipple

-Lazy thrusts of his hips make you crazy, craving for more and more, and he’s slowing down to hear you beg for his cock.

"Is this what you imagined when you said you wanted me? By the sounds you're making for me, I can't predict any other answer, mmm.. well, I'll tell you now.. this is all I could dream off the past few nights..."

"My love, you're so good..so good for me, aren't you? Ahh, that's it, just like that. Keep moving your hips, like so...mmhhmmm..mmm..ahhh..."

"Don't resist the feeling, sweetness. This is all for you, and it's no punishment...let it go.. I'm right here, ah...with you...ghhh.."

Ⓒ starrydragoness. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Wanda who has incredibly sensitive nipples and can cum just from nipple stimulation alone and Nat who make R sit on Wanda's face while Wanda eats them out and Nat plays with Wans tits but doesn't touch her anywhere else which makes her cum really hard but leaves her achy and needy 😵‍💫

OH thats so mean I love it!!!

Wanda cumming just from the nipple play and eating you out she's so sweet omg i need her like carnally...

"Go on, baby. I want to see if you can cum from this," Natasha says, her fingers cruelly twisting and pulling at Wanda's hard nipples.

You hear her muffled whine, her tongue pausing briefly before you grind down against her face, prompting her to continue. Her hands are balled into fists, your hands firmly holding her wrists down on the pillow above her.

"Oh, look at you. So pathetic, the way your hips are thrusting into the air. Do you want to cum?"

"Ysmmpph"

"Then you know what you need to do." Natasha's voice has a note of finality, and you feel Wanda's tongue become more frantic as her orgasm builds.

You're pretty sure Natasha starts sucking and biting at one of Wanda's nipples, before you hear a high-pitched whine before her mouth goes slack against you, the bed trembling slightly from the force of Wanda's orgasm.

The low moan she lets out a minute later confirms her orgasm, and you head Natasha start to tease her to making a mess.

"Poor thing, all wet and dripping and clenching around nothing. Do you want Daddy's fingers? Yes? Then cum again, I know you can do it."

Wanda struggles against your hold of her wrists, before she gives up and resumes sucking and swirling her tongue around your clit. You hear Natasha go back to licking her nipples, and find our own orgasm approaching at the sounds they're both making.

Wanda's in for a long night.

[soulsh1t]

Imagine calling Nanami daddy in bed

Calling Nanami daddy might just bring out a new side of him..

‼️ MDNI ‼️

.⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒. .⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒.

Nanami's heart nearly stopped, his grip on your hand tightened, and the tempo of his thrusts grew frenzied. A dirty word like 'Daddy' from your lips, used in this context, caused a flood of emotions. A rush of hot blood coursed through his veins, igniting his lust to new heights.

The sight of your body writhing beneath him, perfectly illuminated by the dim light of the room, was all it took for Nanami's resolve to crumble. Their milky, youthful skin glistened with sweat, a stark contrast to the darkness of Nanami's hand employed to smack your hips with thunderous force.

Your moans were music to Nanami's ears, escalating in pitch and intensity as he drove them to the edge. The power dynamic that had formed between them was electrifying, the sordid dance of dominance and submission reaching a fevered pitch.

Nanami felt as though his eyes were about to burst from the sockets, a sense of urgency pulsating in his veins. His balls tightened, his thrusts grew desperate, and the room filled with the primal chorus of your debauchery.

"Cum for me darling" Nanami ordered through gritted teeth. "Let go of everything for daddy"

Your hips bucked convulsively, signaling that your release was imminent —ignited by Nanami's ruthless stimulation—throbbed, begging for the release just as desperately. The pent-up energy released, with a deafening moan, You spilled your seed all over your own abdomen.

It was like a domino effect as, sensing the end, Nanami shuddered deeply, ropes of his essence spilling into you with an almost animalistic groan. His orgasm overtook him, rendering him momentarily spent, his body heavy and languid, before collapsing onto you.

Panting heavily, eyes glossed over, they laid there, wrapped in each other's arms, the climax of their carnal

desires intertwined. An erotic haze had taken over, and as the high faded, the gravity of their actions hit them both like a ton of bricks.

In the hush of the aftermath, you finally had the clarity to register how Nanami's hand had slipped from smacking their hips to tenderly stroking their sweat-covered body. The gentle touch was a stark contrast from their earlier passion, creating an indescribable sensation.

.

.

.

.

Just imagine tho

.⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒. .⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒.

HIII! sorry for the late post I thought I would’ve been able to write a few more things before I officially started starting posting on here but the universe was not on my side and I got crazy busy these past few day

(╥﹏╥)

But I do hope you enjoyed (pls send feedback if any❗️) this and I will try and blog more. LUV U <33

ALSO I did I want to post this earlier for Nanami birthday but couldn’t on time so this is my happy late late birthday to my sugar daddy (≧◡≦)

X0X0 - Urfavslutsoul (^з^)-☆Chu!!

[romanoffsbish]

Kissing Booth

Natasha Romanoff x F!R (College AU)

Tired of your girlfriends on and off kind of love, you set off to see just how invested she is in keeping you | WC: 2,848

Warnings: Toxic-Ish themes | Jealous Nat | Blood

Smut: Public | Jean-Riding (R) | Oral (R) | Degradation (Slut)

18+ | Minors DNI

"Y/N Y/L/N's pledge to the campuses first ever, Mental Wellness Festival is: a one woman booth meant to stimulate your joy receptors; a smooch of serotonin. Fellas, swing on by and steal a kiss, from the palm of my hand, and enjoy your sweet treat. Ladies and They's lean in closer love, if you set the right price, you can take the grand prize—a kiss of your choosing; my lips taste like artificial cherry and melted chocolate if that's of any interest to you. All proceeds go to a fund set in place to create better avenues for those suffering to cope with their hefty course loads as they manage heavy thoughts too." Natasha read the words over and over again in her traumatized mind until her pure feelings came to a boil as she huffed and ripped the paper off of the wall of every place she'd found it.

———

It didn't matter though. Because even though she took them down within the same hour they'd gone up, when she stepped onto the quad lit up by stadium lights she saw that your booths line had wrapped around the diamond twice in the five minutes that it was open.

Her fists clenched briefly as she saw Wanda and Carol, her sorority sisters, eagerly stood in line. Then she shook her head with a near manic laugh. The redhead truly felt bad for the other people here who thought that you'd actually kiss them on their mouths. Foolish to even dream of it really, because you knew better than to let them taint your sweet lips with their lust.

Theirs was carnal; vile another way to express that they wouldn't care for you like she would. Hers was soul crushing, but in the euphoric sense, because you knew no matter what happened between you two, that you were never alone. Natasha might be away, or distant, but she'd never leave you to become another's prey.

Far too perfect for her to lose to her traitorous sisters. They'd be dealt with later, but right now, your (ex) girlfriend had to focus on creeping in the shadows. Watching to see just how far you'd push her buttons.

All Natasha needed was your patience for a month, not even the full thirty days honestly. It was only meant to be a break so that she could focus on her studies, the way her A+'s, and full marks had dropped to A-'s had scared her into thinking that space would help fix it.

It didn't, but she pretended it did because she could not psych herself out of sticking to her desired path. You clearly lacked the patience and respect only your mommy could teach you. The exams are literally next week, you've been so good up until this final stretch. Not bothering her with physical ambushes, or even texting her, which she actually scolded you for, to which you re-shared your location with her just to limit the contact you'd have to make with her through text.

That hurt her feelings a bit, but she refused to wallow in the mess that she'd made. Your feelings were hurt first, and the aftermath treated hers no kinder, and lord knows this wasn't the first time she's done this.

That was in high school, junior year, and you were distraught by the decision. Then Summer came with apologies, and forgiveness. Now, in your fourth and final year of undergrad, you're just used to it. For some reason she just kept getting away with it unscathed...

Until now at least.

The woman you craved watched you with dilated eyes that caught everything. She's only hiding to see who you flirt with, genuinely, and consequently putting them on her list of people whose life she must now ruin in relation to you. Her mind raced when you let an older woman peck your cheek, she had only given you $500, and yet you let the corners of your lips brush.

Natasha growled in place of a whimper, she couldn't get the infuriating image out of her mind, her eyes burned with frustration as she pictured you and the football captain's girlfriend leaving the field together.

The redhead wouldn't let that happen. Darcy Lewis, the gifted scientist, and lover to a Mr. Sam Wilson, would leave here sooner in a body bag than with you.

Natasha pictured shoving the overzealous woman off of a cliff, then she'd return so she could approach you as she dug in her deep crossbody fanny pack, to then slam her wad of cash into the full jar, pull you up into a bruising kiss, and lift the bowl as she kicked the table over, helping flip to the red closed sign for good.

It was $4,000 in hard cash, money she'd just pulled out this morning to get a cashiers check for rent and to pay her other bills; Natasha was pissed, you sure felt that in the way that she harshly nibbled on your lips, cracking open the silky smooth skin; bright red blood smeared your coffee stained teeth. Everyone's whispers of fury and shock were drowned out as your heart pounded wildly in your chest. Natasha hungrily sought out this elevated moment where she took a chance and recklessly guided your body around the corner until she could slam you up against a random concrete wall.

.... It paid off.

"Oh fuck," you huffed as your exposed upper back brushed against prickly vines, the crisp chill in the air instantly solidifying your blood against your skin. You could hardly care about the pain though as Natasha's thigh brushed against the bare cunt you'd sported beneath your skirt the entire night. That shiny metal chair was dripping with your essence as you saw your soulmate (ex-girlfriend) watching you with fury.

You were drenched, painfully needy, and screaming: "Natasha please—god I'm so fucking wet right now!"

"I know you are slut," she growled as her sharp canines grazed over the throbbing veins of your jugular. "I can feel your sticky mess through my jeans." You mewled at the rough press of your slick cunt to her pants, it had you seeing staticky stars. If she kept up a steady pace you were certain to be discovering galaxies. "Mmm, I need to cum mommy, need to cum so bad, please!"

"Yeah?" She scoffed, and you nodded frantically. "Well I need my money back, but instead I've donated it to do with these lips as I please so how about you shut it."

You didn't heed her warning, "Please, I'm sorry..."

"So fucking greedy," she growled, the glare she held as she pulled away from your neck sparked a thrill of fear to run straight to your core, your pretty eyes plead for reprieve, and naturally, the redhead gave in. "Go ahead slut, but make sure to let them hear you." Natasha's arms flexed as she expertly guided your core against the rough material of her jeans, and so you moaned out into the world her outwardly embarrassing title, letting everyone know they never stood a chance, it was a beautiful symphony to your on and off again lover that ended on a high note when she heard a familiar gush.

While you heavily panted, desperately breathing in the crisp night air that chilled your lungs into a hitch, she reveled in how the delicate rumble felt against her lips that were spread against the thin skin of your throat. Her tongue darted out, licking up the salty layer atop of your tacky skin, her teeth brushed back down, going the opposite way her tongue just had. The redheads goal of an endgame was etched into your exposed skin.

Your collarbones now decorated with her marks; ones that spoke of jealousy, and paired with a fragile love. You whimpered softly, the way her wet lips suckled on the already marked skin of your thudding pulse point bled off into the more painful side of things. Her wet tongue slid over the same spot in apology, then her lips founds yours after she kissed up the side of your neck.

Natasha's lips pressed against yours much softer than before, but you could tell she was frustrated with you. Which was fair, and matched as you stewed yourself, a part of you did feel guilty, but mostly, you felt broken.

But you weren't about to cry, no, you'd rather get mad.

It was what the naive asshole had earned. Natasha was great, a caring girlfriend who looked to you to smother with all of her love, the last six years together were a dream come true. A dream that faded into a nightmare whenever she becomes stressed, becoming someone you hardly recognize. She'd become dismissive, cold and quick to call for a blip; a break in your sacred union. Each time she said the same thing, "Just a bit of space is all I need, we'll be okay, mommy promises."

It was what she needed—never you, but she made it seem as if you'd happily agreed to her conditional love. As if letting you feel like her life could only improve if you were to leave it was something you took positively.

You were young, and carefree but not dumb enough to not know this wasn't healthy and maybe for your own petty thrill, you wanted to test her very limits. To see if she might just see what she risks losing, but you feel like all she got from this was more frustration. It only took a moment for her to huff that angrily against your chapped lips. "All I asked of you was for time Y/N."

You leaned your head back and pouted, eyes soft like a wounded puppy's. "We're better together Tasha."

Natasha sighed, "I know detka," she conceded with ease, her guilty face falling into the crook of your neck as she took in a calming breath. "I've been miserable without you honey, but we had to know that this could work. I'm going to have to travel for work, and I don't want to have to worry about you entertaining others."

"I'd never cheat," you hissed, "You asked for a break, that means we're no longer in a relationship Natasha."

"That's not what I meant and you know it Y/N," her nails dug into your sides. "Never have we ever ran a kissing booth during one, now stop being so difficult."

"I'm not being difficult Natasha, I'm doing charity work, and having a bit of fun as I do it." You shrugged and she frowned. "So breaking my heart is fun?"

You sighed softly, unwilling to unpack the hypocrisy of her words, "The only way this works out is if only your body leaves me in those times, but if you're saying random bouts of silence is the final answer th—." Nat cut you off, "You stopped texting Y/N, not me."

"Yeah, because you just wanted a 'good morning' and 'night' or an 'I'm home' after my classes got out, and you'd simply like it. Not even a 'morning love' or a 'glad you made it home safe' or an 'I love you.' in response."

"I needed to focus on school," she tried to defend, it was a pathetic excuse, and you both knew it. "Then you can do that Natasha, but I won't be waiting for you anymore, these breaks in affection are killing me."

"What? I-." You pressed your hands to her shoulders and attempted to push her away but she fiercely stood her ground. "What are you saying Y/N? Because I—."

"Need to let me go," you tiredly replied, "If I, um, if our relationship is too much of a problem for you on your journey to success then it's best we end this now."

Natasha's heart froze in her chest, the idea made her ill. "No!" Natasha fell to her knees, lips brushing over your abdomen before her hands lifted your skirt, and then her nose was nudging the wet skin of your thigh beside your cunt. "I'll do better honey, I swear to it." Her lips trembled, "No more breaks," her voice cracked and your heart sank. Your hands fell to the outline of her head that was buried beneath your skirt, her erratic breaths fanned across the sticky mess between your thighs and your body shivered. "Natasha, get up."

You felt the godly crafted curve of her nose nudge your clit as she shook her head, your mind was reeling with desperation, the same as her words. "I'm insane Y/N, clearly, because my reckless hypocrisy nearly lost me you, but I'm not so crazy that I'd actually let you go."

"Nat..." your muttering of her name cut off in a shaky breath as you felt her shake her head again, the thin twigs snapped as you threw your head back. "No," she murmured against the slick curve of your labia, a wet kiss made your hip jolt off the wall and slip more of her face between your folds. "You are my home Y/N."

Your heart stuttered as you heard her sniffle, her warm tears cascaded over the slick of your thighs and soaked into the cracks of your kneecaps. Hurting her wasn't something you relished in, but it was also necessary.

You knew that up until now things had been toxic, but you also knew your threat of dissolution wouldn't be dismissed. Natasha wouldn't let you go, she'd fell for you way back in middle school, she had the diary's in a locked drawer outlining your future together, the stars were aligned well before you knew, and they officially clicked when she made her move sophomore year.

After puberty gave her a much needed confidence boost she'd asked you out, using homecoming as an excuse, and you didn't hesitate to say yes. She kissed you after walking you home, her mind shifted when her lips pressed into yours, giving her a taste, and from that moment forward she has held on possessively.

Which is why you knew the moment your flyers went up that she would be all over you. A minute part of you lived for these raw moments where the insecurities her distance had created are edged out of your wary mind. Natasha wasn't a fan of breaking your heart either, but with who her parents are you can show her some grace, her expression was clearly a byproduct of their neglect.

Especially when she worked your body so perfectly. "Mmm, fuck," you gasped abruptly, mind exceptionally fuzzy as her despair had turned into the sloppiest head you'd ever received in your life. The noises were lewd, not even the school's festival could drown her out the more her tongue lavished away at your oozing cunt.

Natasha forgot what it was like to breathe for a long moment, her nose and mouth too busy working together to keep your mind fuzzy from pleasure. It was also her way of relishing the time she spent with your intimacy, fear clawing at her heart that this could be it.

The final time she was able to make you cry out her name, to make you feel this good, to love you as she always should. Her mind ran wild with the thought that you might've been scoping out your next lover tonight—could Wanda or Carol be better suited for you? No! She shook her head again and you came, crying out for her—you needed her, and her alone.

Natasha's nails dug into your ass, spreading your cheeks so that she could delve even further into your core with her tongue. Intent solely on drinking you dry, not that she ever really could, no matter how much she lapped away you never failed to become wet again. It was a vicious cycle that she endured with glee.

Your essence was something she always savored, but in this exact moment she found herself rushing to clean it up, her body now plagued with a persistent urge to cry.

Tears and slick intermixed on your thighs, creating their own slippery consistency that led to the redhead falling further into you as she tried to push herself up. You chuckled slightly before reaching a hand down to help her to her feet, the humor dying as soon as her face was leveled with yours. It was hard to feel joy when the love of your life looked so damn despaired.

"Oh Tasha," you coo'd, hands gentle as they cupped her  wet cheeks. "Please, don't leave me detka," she sobbed, her slick hands laid over yours, attempting to keep the comfort of your touch on her, even if it was forced. Fortunately, your intent was only to bring her closer as you pulled her face forward and into a sloppy kiss. The way she whimpered at the affection solidified your choice to stay and fight for the love you knew existed.

"Take me home baby, these lips are yours to keep."

[sytoran]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟎𝟎𝟗 — 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒

kinktober day 009 | milf!wanda x beefy!amab!reader

your wife looks a little too good on a particular weekday morning. spoiler alert - you end up late for work that day.

cont. reader has a cock, daddy kink, possessiveness, marking

word count. 951

kinktober masterlist || main masterlist

Stepping out of your bedroom, still half-nude from last night's activities, your gaze falls to your pretty wife. Barefoot on the cold floor of the kitchen, she’s donning your black button-up that reaches mid-thigh, and panties, and nothing else.

You could wake up to a sight like this everyday.

Your gaze travels, sinfully, over the faded hickeys scattered across her porcelain neck and plush thighs. Your rendezvous comes in fleeting flashbacks, of sweet cries and pleasured screams. You swallow, thickly, remaining unnoticed as she makes her way around the kitchen, preparing breakfast for two.

It’s the slight limp in her step that takes you out completely. It was eight in the morning and she couldn’t walk properly — just like you promised the previous night.

Wanda’s busy now, checking the ingredient labels for black pepper or something of the sort, and you seize the opportunity to have a little fun with your wife.

Slowly and carefully, you creep up on your wife, hands enveloping her lithe waist as you push your crotch right up against her ass.

“Wha- Y/N!” Wanda lets out a yelp of surprise at your sudden touch, then gasps as she feels the bulge in your pants. It rubs up and down between her ample ass, your hands going right up her shirt in a simple motion.

“You scared me,” she gasps, unintentionally grinding against your bulge, leaning back into your embrace.

“Sorry baby, couldn’t help m’self. you just look so,” you grunt hoarsely, tugging down her dampening panties. “So edible.”

Wanda moans as you impatiently bend her over the kitchen counter, that little bottle of black pepper long forgotten. You grip her thighs as you slowly tug down her panties between your teeth, delighting in the way she’s already wet. She’s always wet, always for you.

“My pretty housewife,” you mumble, pressing sweet kisses up along her thighs, over the faded hickeys and bruises. “All mine.”

“All yours, daddy,” Wanda whimpers, and it’s not long before you’ve slid your cock into her, slow and steady so she can hear the squelch of her pussy, and how wet she is for you. “Fuck,” you groan, watching Wanda’s cunt envelop your cock so hungrily.

You grip her hips tight as you begin rocking into Wanda. The pace is fast, unrelenting. 

“Wanna,” you gasp. “Wanna breed you, baby. Wanna breed you so bad. Daddy’s gonna fill you up.” Your wife feels streams of arousal jolt to her core at your words, so entirely filthy but she’s so, so wet.

Oh, as your wife for several years now, Wanda knew. There were days where you were slow and gentle, and murmuring praises into her ears, ‘good girl’ sounding like a sweet melody. It was romantic, and sensual, and you were a devoted giver.

But then there were days that you tapped into this carnal desire, an excruciating predatory complex that just needed to completely dominate her, fill her up and make her yours. It was so raw and encompassing, this need of yours, a haze of lust that overtook the two you.

"Please, daddy," Wanda gasped, clenching around you as your cock throbbed inside her.

"Yeah? You want me to fill you up? Cum inside and put a baby into you?" You asked with an aroused groan, your skin burning at how easy your wife was.

Wanda was rendered a moaning mess at your unrelenting tempo of erotica, thrusting into her harder and harder each time, stretching out her walls as they clenched around your cock deliciously tightly.

“Please,” your wife babbled mindlessly, trying to grab at anything on the kitchen counter for a semblance of control. One of your hands was pressing against her back, so her rubied nipples were right up against the marble countertop. The stimulation was frighteningly electrifying, and Wanda could feel herself getting wetter with each of your thrusts.

“Daddy’s gonna cum inside you, baby,” you panted, the wild pace you had set proving to be far too much for your wife. "Breed you so good."

Wanda lacked a coherent verbal response, head dumbly nodding at your words, eyes glassy with unshed tears. Fuck, she looked so pretty like this.

Yet, in her state of no control, Wanda opted to sloppily push her hips back against you, trying to engulf your cock entirely once more. She just wanted to be bred, craved to be filled, even if it meant her mind went blank.

“Fuck,” you moaned, gripping her hips tighter, pulling her all the way to the base of your cock. Her tantalizingly wet walls pulse around you, and you reach your own high.

Your climax comes in long, sticky, streams, all released into Wanda’s aching cunt, flowing and flowing inside her. Throughout your orgasm, you held your wife as close to you as humanly possible, plugging all your cum inside her and filling her with all you had.

“Daddy,” Wanda whimpered, and the both of you don’t know what she’s asking for, anymore. All you know is that when you finally pull out, she cries for more and tries fingering the leakage of your cum back inside her pussy.

"Needy baby," you comment, watching her proceed to suck on her fingers hungrily, like your cum was the best dessert she'd ever have.

“Insatiable,” you murmur, pressing a kiss against the shell of her ear. Wanda whines, physically present but mentally not. You had quite figuratively fucked the brains out of her.

In doing so, you ended up late for work that day, with your boss about to implode at the ‘unacceptable neglect for punctuality’. 

Worth it, you think, as you stroll into your office with the visceral feeling of your wife’s wet cunt clenching around your cock.

one of the more filthy pieces i've written with absolutely no heed for a plot whatsoever. thoughts? (and prayers, probably, for Hell Isn't That Far Away) (iykyk, ao3ers)

kinktober masterlist || main masterlist