#coo coo crazy nuts !!!

[nahoyasboyfriend]

"if I had a dick I'd choke you on it," you whisper, breathless for no good reason. It's crude wording, but you can't bring yourself to be courteous. You don't know what prompted you to say that, but you don't regret it. It's how he likes you, teeming with audacity & quick wit. Something about it thrills him. Says he likes you best when you're unrestrained by everything— the law, shame, social standards, morality, even him sometimes. Pure freedom. You don't question it, not anymore.

You've learned to savor the liberation of not watching your tongue or your actions.

Moonjo pauses. Half surprised, half amused. It's not often he is at a loss for words. Small wins, you suppose.

"I'd make you sputter around it, bruise the back of your throat. I wanna feel you struggle to bring in air," You add, staring at the lovely red of his lips. You think about them stretched wide around your metaphorical cock, lips spit shiny with red tinged cheeks. How drool would languidly trail down his chin. Wondering how rough you'd have to be to make him tear up.

"would you?" It's not a question. It's filled with something deeper. It's more of a craving. You know he wants it just as much as you do, perhaps more. He looks mystified for the briefest moment, imagining it with you.

You feel a ting of jealousy roil you, filled with the impossible urge to make it a reality.

You place a hand on his neck, dragging two fingers down the column of his throat until your fingers are loosely pinching his adam's apple, "I think I'd be able to see the outline."

He looks elated as he agrees, "you would."

[yuujispinkhair]

Had this silly little thirsty thing in my head for weeks and I have enough courage to say it skdh

Letting Yuji thighfuck you as his reward

Making Sukuna thighfuck you as his punishment

Idk- I feel like Yuji would love it.. cause he's so sweet and thinks you're cute all over *kicking my feet*

And- now idk how you'd make Kuna submit like that- although, that subby college kuna is on the mind yk hehe

anyway- that is all, ily and I'm loving the Hockey AU so far mwah 💗💕

AAAH RISA I LOVE THIS ���🥵 Thank you so much for sharing this with me!! 💗

Yuuji x Reader, Sukuna x Reader. 700 words. 18+. Smut. Thighfucking (Reader is sitting on a kitchen counter with her legs crossed). Praise kink, cum-eating in Yuuji's case. Degradation kink, overstimulation, squirting/piss in Sukuna's case. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact. Divider @/benkeibear

Yuuji is happy about anything you give him. He is so in love with you and your body it drives him crazy to push his leaking cock between your beautiful thighs. He walked into the kitchen, seeing you sitting on the counter in that short skirt, and he was instantly rock-hard. He laughed sheepishly and apologized for his dick, but you smiled at him and put a hand on the large tent in his grey sweatpants.

"It's ok Yuuji. I like how much you want me. Come here, baby."

The moment Yuuji realized what you had in mind, he was already pushing his sweats down eagerly, lips opening in a loud moan. It felt dirty, and that excited him.

Yuuji is always a nasty one. Cute but nasty and very horny. So he is all too happy and grateful that you let him rub his horny cock against your soft skin. It looks so hot how his swollen, wet mushroom head peeks out between your plush thighs, drooling pre-cum all over himself and smearing it between your sexy thighs when he fucks them. Things become more slippery with each horny thrust, and it makes Yuuji moan shamelessly.

You tell him to look at you, and when he does, you pet his hair and coo at him,

"You are so sweet, Yuuji. Such a good boy. I love you so much, baby."

And Yuuji nuts so hard 💗 His large hands dig into your thighs, his moans all high-pitched and cute, while his pretty cock throbs and shoots Yuuji's thick warm cum down your thighs.

You don't even have to tell him afterward that he should lick you clean. That sweet boy is already on his knees, caressing your calves with his large warm hands while he eagerly licks his cum off your thighs while moaning against your skin how much he loves you.

Sukuna (I also imagine fucktoy Sukuna from "Bad Boy - Good Toy" here) grits his teeth to hold back his moans and glares angrily at you while he ruts desperately against you. Angry at himself for being such a needy mess for you, who needs to touch you so bad that he is even ok with this!

He thought you would let him fuck you tonight, but you just grinned at him and laughed mockingly, telling him that bad boys don't deserve your pussy. "Next time, you better behave nicer throughout the day. You are such a brat, Kuna. I really have to put you in your place."

He hates how fucking hard he got when you talked to him like that and when you sat on the kitchen counter and pointed to your legs with that cruel smile on your pretty face.

"If you are so needy, you can put your pretty dick here, baby."

He hates that he didn't even hesitate but pulled his cock out immediately, slapped it against your thigh, and then pushed it between your crossed legs with an angry and horny hiss falling from his lips.

And now Sukuna is standing here in the kitchen with his jeans and boxer briefs pooling around his ankles, fucking your thighs like some dog in heat. Fast and desperate. Groaning anytime his throbbing cock glides through the tight warm gap between your thighs.

He feels his head spin as you milk drop after drop of pre-cum out of his aching cock, while taunting him about how excited he is. But fuck, it feels good, and the way you smile at him makes him feel so strange.

"Aww look at you, Kuna. You are so pathetic. You gonna hump yourself against me until you make a mess all over me? So cute. My little horny slut."

It's too much. Sukuna growls a needy-sounding "Shut up, brat!" even as he feels his muscles contract, unable to hold back the intense orgasm that makes his whole muscular body shake as he cums all over your legs and the kitchen floor like some little excited loser, shooting his milky seed everywhere.

You don't let him go, only press your thighs together tighter and squeeze his orgasming cock, forcing Sukuna to give you every last drop of cum he has in him. He is whining by the end, so over-stimulated that tears gather in his eyes, and he even squirts a little, hearing you laugh when the sticky mix of his warm piss and cum trickle out of his angry, swollen cockhead.

😵😵💗💗

Both of them drive me INSANE!! Yuuji is such a cutie, and I want to praise him all day!! And Kuna is my favorite little brat who brings out my sadistic side. I am so in love with both of them!!

Thank you so much for sending me this sexy idea!! 💗

I hope you enjoyed your little fun time with our boys ;) Who is your fave?

Comments and reblogs would be very sweet 💗

And if anyone wants to read more about this subby version of Sukuna, you can find two sexy stories about fucktoy Sukuna here: Bad Boy - Good Toy

[diorcities]

allure.

playing allure.

mdni.

haechan loves when you cum quickly. so cute that you can't help yourself with him. how needy you are. how much you want, crave for him to fuck you hard. you can't even contain yourself when he shifts positions; just the friction that is caused when he draws you to himself leaves you throbbing and trembling, poor angel. “already squirming, baby?” he coos, “too good? d'you want me to help you fuck me?” little butterfly kisses on your lips as he has to take control of your waist when you're riding him because the feeling of just having him inside is too much for you, and you find yourself ecstatic for so little.

he loves it when your body can't hold it anymore and collapses on top of him, swollen walls wrapping him starting to pulse. it drives him crazy when your eyes shut close and a muffled squeal comes from your lips before you begin to shudder. when he circles your clit and you have to remove his dick from inside of you because you become sensitive, sitting on top of him with your legs together, trying to get his fingers to stop his tortuous, slow movement on the area as you pass your high; the squelching sounds of your pussy taking his fingers as music to his ears, accompanying your labored breathing and your hoarse voice repeating his name over and over again between pants and hisses.

having to take control when you get tired of fucking him, flipping you around with ease, and leaving yourself underneath him. heated kisses as he starts ramming at you, “don't stop, hae...” he listens to you as he feels delicious pressure on his length being swallowed up by your pretty cunt, tip tingling and shooting raw satisfaction through his veins. so carried away when the grip on his waist loosens and your legs spread open, absentminded with your head in the clouds while a light feeling embalms your limbs. how he doesn't need to pause but has to, because the feeling on his cock is so fine and pleasurable, thrusting you slowly while he takes your pussy pulsing violently around his length. bottoms out, moaning at the same time.

haechan feels so aroused when your hands cup his face while kissing, tongues playing before he picks up the pace again. how your hushed moans in his ear become more and more eager and desperate as he fucks you senseless. “hyuck—” how his name sounds on your mouth part open before he presses his lips with yours. mouth adjusting to the other, making out passionately. nails sinking on his back and shoulder blades, limbs tensing and back arching to him, jerking and suffering spasms as he pounds you with hard strokes.

he loves the sight of you, how you take him so well that your legs tremble and your pussy clenches around his cock coated with your slick; when he has to hold your legs from closing and bring them to your chest to hit you from a sweeter angle that makes you scream and makes him whine. when he can't take it anymore and lets himself be carried away by the overwhelming pleasure that clouds his mind, groaning when he sees you crying from the overload of pleasure, drunk and groggy, unable to register when his body stops and twitches, and your foreheads come together.

filling your pussy with hot seed that comes out in spasms that shake his body. pressing you against him as he nut so you take every drop of his cum. rocking his pelvis against you as he milks his cock, both humming ecstatically and in relief. “you did great, baby... so good. always good for me, mmm...?” he praises, laying his head between your breasts as he sucks them gently, twirling his tongue around the sensitive nipple. nuzzling his head on your chest to inhale your scent as he falls asleep, listening to your heartbeats while you play with his hair.

[wonryllis]

☆ MY PRETTY DOLL ! ( enhypen hyung line reaction to you in a lingerie )

╰ 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾.

𝒏o𝓉ℯs. enhypen losing their sanity 𖥔 ݁ SMUT MDNI, requested fem!reader LIB? word count ` 1074 PLS REBLOG!!

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

"my pretty little slut, you did this on purpose didn't you?" heeseung's fingers thrust in and out of you at an animalistic pace. the wet sounds echoing in the room, adding onto the arousal of watching yourself on the mirror. your back rests against his chest as he holds your legs apart with his own. one hand fingering the fuck out of you and the other grip your throat to force you to keep your eyes at the vulgar image infront.

"falling asleep on my bed with this on, baby you're so dirty and desperate," he grunts at the lewd sight, mentally drooling over the scene of you trying to push your hips forward to meet his fingers when he slows down a bit.

heeseung swears he almost stopped breathing when he came across you passed out on top of his covers, dressed in the prettiest lingerie. more like pretty you making the lingerie look so pretty. the thought of you waiting in his room like that to give him a surprise fueling his inner sex demons. feeling more turned on than ever. grinning sheepishly over his intentions.

"come on now, ride me baby," his arms hook around you as he manhandles you onto his lap. carressing your trembling thighs and slapping your pussy. he rests his palms on the bed, watching you struggle to put his cock inside after all the edging he put you through. cooing at your whiney protests to let you cum, cute and pathetic and hot. so cruel but you loved it and he knew you loved it.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

"fuck baby, i can see your pussy from here," jay groans, feeling his dick twitch hard in his pants. the sleep lolling him from the previous night he spent gaming, immediately vanishing. he is so wide awake right now, orbs bulging out at the sight of you twirling in the middle of his room, showing off the lingerie you just got, for him.

it barely covers your ass, and it barely— wrong it does not cover your pussy at all, he can see it so clearly he thinks he'll grow crazy. frozen in his seat, gulping at every thought that comes to his mind, things he'd do to you right now.

"is it pretty?" you ask, looking at him with doe eyes, he feels he'll bust a nut right then and there. his cock throbbing with anticipation as he gets up from the chair, walking over to where you stand. calloused hands gently brush against everywhere, taking his time to admire your look, trying to imprint the image of it in his brain. "jayyy, do i look pretty? do you like thi—"

"yes baby, so so pretty. so fucking pretty," he's immediately grabbing you by the waist and throwing you on the bed. impatient all of a sudden as he rips the pathetic thread of a panty and shoving down his pants, thrusts his impossibly hard dick so rough into you, it's like he lost control. you drive him batshit crazy and jay doesn't know if it's good or worse that you fucking know it and use it to get what you want.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

"give me a little show, princess," jake's hands twitch with desperation, so restless to touch you. though the need to savour the sight of you in that racy lingerie is strong he can't help but be seated, tense and aroused, eyes locked on your figure.

"shit, you're beautiful," the way the lace hugs your skin with the little sneak peaks of skin showing him exactly what he wants to see but not entirely what he wants to see and it makes him feel feral.

"won't you touch me?" you whine sultrily, and jake feels like a hybrid in rut, his body heating up beyond sane, dick throbbing every other second, feeling hyper aware of his surroundings and possibilities of all that he could do to and with you. he pulls you against him lips landing on yours in an instant, the messiest kiss you have ever shared, rushed and gasping for breath. there's just so much he wants to do right now he can't seem to decide what to start with, malfunctioning poorly.

"fuck, jake," yet he finds it in him to begin with rubbing you over your pretty panties, quick circles with his fingers pressing hard against your sensitive folds,"yes baby, gonna make you feel so good," he pushes you to lay on the edge of the bed before forcing your legs far apart in a snap. getting on his knees and leaving fluttering kisses on you inner thighs. shoving your panties aside and diving in to eat you out at once. from kitten licks to lapping at your slick, from tiny kisses for a tease to lips harshly sucking at your engorged clit. jake was absolutely crazed.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡

"sunghoon! what are you doing!" you squeal, squirming in place as sunghoon suddenly grabs you from the corridor into his dark room, and cornering you against his desk roughly pulls your oversized shirt(his shirt) up. door slightly ajar, an open chance for anyone to peak in.

"couldn't help but wonder if you're still wearing it," he whispers, hands fondling your breasts harsh and sloppy over the lace material. just an hour earlier, while he was out with jay you sent him a picture of you dressed in the most gorgeous set of lingerie ever. looking so innocently sexy he felt his breath knocked right out of him, dick hard and leaking in the middle of the mall.

"mhp— they'll h-hear us," but that is least of sunghoon's concern right now, they have heard him fuck you before, multiple times. all he cares about is that you're here, putty in his arms, adorning the hottest thing you have ever worn, fabric barely covering your intimate parts. just touching you like this makes him feel so high on cloud nine, the rush of pleasure in your little whimpers and moans trying to be quiet. nothing is more important than this.

"let them hear, fuck you're so damn pretty i'll cum just from this," his breath is ragged, fast and shuttering as he watches your face contort into the prettiest of expressions while his hand stuffed in your panties, plays with your pussy. fingers switching between flicking and pinching at the little bud and plunging into your slicked hole in slow thrusts.

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[finsplurtz]

ruined vanilla — izuku.midoriya

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Izuku midoriya

— contents : izuku gets turned into a bdsm lover , argument turns into crazy sex or smth… short loll , deku does pee himself uhm. Begging and yay

warnings : there is a PISS KINK in there so be wary…

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

thinking about vanilla!izuku with like the kinkiest partner ever

He was scared shitless during first time sex with you but you made sure it went smoothly and gently and slowly with the most care in the world…

Well now you can’t take that away from him

Izuku is SO vanilla, he loves slow passionate sex filled with kisses and quiet praises, sweet quiet moans as you both make a mess on each other…..it’s so SOFT HE LOVES IT

He always passes out with a smile on his face just happy as hell and you swear you gain an extra 10 years of life because he’s SO CUTE

but you’re the real freak and can’t help but wonder what he’d be like all overstimulated and crying n shi

You’ve got issues BUT ITS OKAY

Izuku is too scared to do anything more than vanilla sex, toys? Absolutely not, one time you brought it up while in the act he shed a couple tears and gave you the saddest eyes you just… YOU HAD TO PUT THE FUCKING TOY AWAY

dirty talk. deeearrrr loooorrrrrdd he will be tears, he’d hate it so much he just wants LOVE nothing negative.

“I wanna make ya feel better…vanilla is sooo boringgg” you whine to your green haired boyfriend who giggles and kisses you knowing you’d never go against his word, his cute faces save him and he knows they are your weakness. He’s got nothing to worry about

One argument goes down and you give him the time of his life

Hands tied, legs spread, cock buried deep inside his twitching hole and a small vibrator stimulating his cock at the same time. Tugs and slaps to his nipples that make him jolt and whimper breathlessly.

He’s whining and can’t say anything, the ball gag in his mouth preventing him from speaking. His eyes can barely stay open, he’s looking at you with begging glossy green eyes, flushed face it’s all so much. You can’t help but want to keep him like this all night:(

His dick is twitching from how much he’s already nutted lawl and his prostate was so sensitive, your dick barely touching it has him squirming and crying.

“what…too much, dear..?” You hold back a grin and wipe his tears away. Everything muffled, you look at his saliva coated ball gag and let out a small chuckle.

“I’ll take this off. Only if you admit you were wrong, and apologize.” You bring your hands over to the back of his head where you played with the buckle.

He’s biting the ball and glaring at you.

“Hm. Too bad.. I really wanted to kiss you” you sigh and bring your hands back down to his hips where you held him tightly, fucking into his used up hole.

He moaned and cried, you notice he started to get a bit more violent and looked back at his tear filled orbs. You pull the gag forward letting him speak, “y-yn st..stop it..! I need to p..nghh..” he looked down at his dick that vibrated due to the toy, he’s stuttering and you caught on.

You wrap your hand around the base of his dick, thumb at the tip. He screeched and moved around telling you to stop.

“It’s alright, izu. You can go” you can’t take your eyes off his pathetic face, biting your lip at his expressions. He gasped as he stopped holding his piss in, panting all exhausted. He’s embarrassed and his breath is hitching, the vibrations don’t stop and it’s starting to hurt.

“Augh..~! Yn please I’m..I can’t..!” He bent over trying to cover his lower half.

You still hadn’t let go of the ball and watched as he looked up at you with his big green eyes. “well?” You grind up into him, your dick hitting that spot again. He rolls his eyes back and groans, “please yn..? I’m sorrrry…I won’t..do it again..~ so p..plea..” you pull the gag down getting it off him.

He’s sighed in relief as you took the mini vibrator off.

“I’m not finished yet…just lay there in your mess, yeah?” You coo, his dick twitching at your nasty voice.

Before he passed out while you were pounding into him restlessly, his back was arched and he gripped the sheets till his knuckles turned white. His legs trembled like crazy, the last thing he remembered were your rough kisses and bites on his soft skin.

He woke up in your arms, he felt so refreshed it was brazy he just looked at your resting face and touched it gently. He kept thinking back to how you treated him and as dirty as it sounds he kept giggling and squealing to himself thinking about it

he was scared it’d hurt or just be scary but noooo he turned into a real FREAK

After that day you guys had sex that was way more intense, he became a slight brat and you loved it lol! He’s so cute I love his green locks

a/n: writers block will not keep me away from deku

[babyleostuff]

NANA CUDDLES | JEON WONWOO

dedicated to @wonijinjin

fluff 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!wonwoo x gn!reader 𐙚 wc: 763

“what are you giggling at?”

without tearing your eyes from the screen, you blindly reached for wonwoo’s hand, giving it a little squeeze. “i've never seen you so unbothered about being shirtless on camera before,” you said amused, unable to look away from your computer. “on national tv may i add.” 

he scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, as if he was trying to make a point. “you would be too if a horde of people barged into your room shoving cameras in your face.” 

wonwoo was clearly not as entertained as you were, not that you cared - you were too busy melting over your shirtless boyfriend with the cutest bed hair, who looked like the squishiest (and most confused) dumpling ever. 

“i had bigger things to worry about,” he said, and reached for his gaming controller.

“like what?” you could barely hold back your laughter at his pouty expression and the way he spoke in a sulk. offended wonwoo was an endearing wonwoo. no wonder he became Na PD’s favourite child when he acted that cute without even realising.

“like being kidnapped.”

you quickly paused the video, turning your head in your boyfriend’s direction.“that's not an excuse, jeon wonwoo. you were kidnapped to fucking italy!” 

“language.” 

you hated yourself for how down bad you were for your boyfriend, because oh god, you’d love to punch him for being so annoying sometimes, but you couldn't - instead, you wanted to smooch him all over his kissable face.

“why are you being so mean about it? i never said you looked bad or anything,” you mumbled and resumed the video, sinking further into the sofa. wonwoo sighed softly and you knew something bigger was going on, but you didn't want to argue with him any further if he was going to be so annoying. 

out of the corner of your eye, you saw him grab the blanket that was lying next to him and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself - no matter what the temperature was, wonwoo always ended up being cold. 

"it was embarrassing. i mean, it is now that i look at it," he mumbled, picking up your computer and without looking at you, he covered your legs with the blanket. “and it’s even more embarrassing seeing you freak over it so much,” he raised his gaze to you, shyly looking at you from behind his glasses that slid to the tip of his nose.

you cooed at him, only now noticing the blush on his cheeks. "i didn't do it to spite you, honey, seriously. you just looked so cute and it's not often you show this side of you when you're on camera,” you said, adjusting his glasses. “seeing you so happy even in such an uncomfortable situation for you,” you sighed, brushing gently some of his hair from his forehead. “i love seeing you like this. happiness looks good on you, wonwoo.”

wonwoo scrunched his nose sweetly, looking down. “thank you,” he said, and leaned towards you, pecking your forehead.

“what are you doing?” you looked up from your book in confusion, watching wonwoo climb into bed.

"i'm going to bed?" he asked with amusement, pulling the covers over him.

"okay, but what are you wearing?" wonwoo couldn't help but laugh. he placed his glasses on the nightstand and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. “a shirt,” he replied and kissed your cheek, settling more comfortably against your side.

"this is some kind of joke, right?"

"what are you talking about, baby?," wonwoo muttered, grabbing his own book.

“you never sleep with your shirt on,” you whined. without even putting the bookmark in the book, you threw it somewhere and knelt next to wonwoo, waiting for an explanation.

"you were so crazy about me being shirtless earlier that i'd rather not take it off now so you don't go insane again. i wouldn't want anything to happen to you, hm," he hummed, patting your thigh, as if that didn’t just make you go nuts. 

“wonwoo, please?” you wanted nothing more than to wipe his stupid smirk off his face, you knew he was just teasing you now. 

smiling sweetly at you, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it to the ground. "better?" he asked, amused. you wanted to scream yes, but instead you threw yourself at him and snuggled into his side, finding your usual place in the crook of his neck. “much better,” you huffed happily.

“oh baby,” wonwoo murmured, kissing your temple.

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[boypied]

BEGGING FOR MORE

pairings: oliver queen x male reader x barry allen

summary: barry and oliver take male reader for a wild ride as they fuck the absolute shit out of him, destroying his mouth and ass while filling him up with multiple loads.

requested by: anonymous

word count: 885

warnings: smut, spit roasting, homophobic slurs, choking, spanking, threesome.

You run your hand across Oliver's scars, tracing along them while he chuckles, feeling your finger tickle his chest. You lay on top of his naked as you both wait for Barry to come out of the shower so you can begin. You gently trace your nail over his nipple causing his breath to hitch slightly as he wasn't expecting that short but sweet bit of pleasure, you bite your lip as he jumped at the feeling. You hear the shower turn off and the tap turn on in the bathroom so you know you only have a few more moments alone with Oliver before the fun truly begins, you lean down and lick a wet strip up the centre of Oliver's pecs causing his to break out laughing "you are too cute" he says in his low voice, gently squeezing your cheeks.

Barry slowly opens the bathroom door and sees how distracted you are with Oliver's perfectly sculpted pecs that he sneaks up behind you and slaps your ass leaving a bright red handprint, you jump up in shock and then bursting out laughing. "BARRY!" You shout out, causing him to laugh as he pulls you in for a kiss, "so when does the fun begin?" Oliver asks as he wiggles his cock with his hand as he grips it at the base, you and Barry both turn to face eachother and you watch as he drops the towel revealing his massive length. "Fuck I'm in for a treat" you mumble out as your eyes dart back and forth at the sizes of their cocks. You bite your softly as Oliver gently grips onto your chin and pulls you towards Barry's hard cock.

Your lips wrap around Barry's length as Oliver forces his head down all the way as you take him all the way down into his base, Oliver gets behind you and spits against your hole gently rubbing his thumb against it before pushing it in. Pushing past the tight muscle ring and into the warmth of your ass, after working your hole for a while, he pulls his thick thumb out and lines up his thick monster cock. Oliver's grip on your hips tightened as he pushed the tip against your slick wet hole. Your eyes water as Barry's cock absolutely destroys your throat as he thrusts his hips up into your warm throat.

Your eyes roll back into your head as you have an out of body experience from pure bliss, the feeling of a cock destroying your throat aswell as The Oliver Queen's monster cock utterly obliterating your asshole. Feeling both of your holes being clogged up by cock is the highlight of your life, "Look at how well this faggot is taking us" Oliver says in a seductive dominant tone and puts out his hand as Barry high fives it causing them both to laugh out, Oliver's grip on your waist tightens as he continues pounding away at your hole.

Oliver throws his head back in an agonising amount of pleasure and busts inside your asshole, he continues to sloppily fuck you until he finally pulls out and swaps sides with Barry, you take Oliver's sensitive yet hard cock into your mouth and you hear barry coo out in pleasure as he slides inside your cum-filled hole. Oliver has a more gentle approach with your mouth as he has already nutted and is extremely sensitive, whereas Barry hasn't cummed yet so he begins to destroy your hole.

Barry loves the doggy position because with each thrust his cock goes deep inside of you making you go crazy, the way your asscheeks jiggle for him and he has perfect view of you sloppily taking Oliver's sensitive cock. It doesn't take long for Barry to get closer and closer to nutting as he feels Oliver's warm cum coat his cock and your hole tighten around him with one final piston thrust he cums deep inside your ass, he spanked your ass as he does "fuck yes faggot!" He yells out as he pulls out as he slaps your ass again as you whimper in pleasure.

Oliver wraps his hand around your neck tightly, "push the cum out" he says in a seductive dominant tone as he tightens his grip on your neck. Barry's eyes widen with excitement as he continues to spank your ass and he watches how your asshole opens up slightly and cum begins to squirt out, Barry gently taps your asshole "c'mon I know there's more" he says as you push more and more cum out, some of it squirts out but the rest of it drips out your asshole and down your balls. "There's are good little faggot" Barry says with one final ass smack.

Oliver's tight grip on your throat loosens slightly as he pulls you up into his arms and he begins to passionately make out with you, his tongue dominating your mouth as he holds you in his muscular arms. "Mhm," he moans out as his hands run all over your body. Barry comes closer and begins to cover your back in kisses and gently creates hickeys all over the back of your neck "we own you fag" he says in your ear causing your hole to pulsate making more cum drip out.

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a/n: happy no shave/no nut november! an anon had asked about this challenge for william and i couldn’t resist. 😇 thanks to the anons that helped out on deciding on the prize! enjoy and get ready for so much more fic fun to come!

word count: 4.8k

tw: so much smut, dirty talk, masturbation (f and m) but not finishing, fingering (f recieving), nipple play, use of toys, creampie, edging, honestly it’s a no nut november fic so it’s just porn without plot (let me know if i missed anything)

summary: between william taking part in no shave november and no nut november, you think you’re going to go crazy. who knew the month could feel so long?

“I hate November.”

Your whine is obnoxious even to your own ears, childish and petulant. You kick a foot out on the mattress for good measure and William laughs.

“Älskling,” he coos, coming over to the bed and wrapping a hand around your ankle. He tugs gently and you slide easily down the mattress towards him. “You didn’t have to agree to the bet.”

“Yes I did,” you grumble, kicking your other foot at him. He catches it easily in his free hand and then suddenly, you’re trapped, both of your legs held in the air before William pulls you forward again and has you wrap your thighs around his hips. His hands are warm on your skin, calloused fingers stroking gentle, lazy circles. You’re fully aware that, with your legs spread like this, he could easily get his hands on your cunt and can probably feel the heat radiating from between your legs.

Your clit gives a painful throb, untouched and desperate for him.

Nearly three weeks without sex and you’ve never been hornier in your entire life.

It hadn’t been bad at first, and then you’d been on your period and the thought of being touched at all was repulsive. But now you’re rapidly hurtling towards ovulation week and it’s nearly impossible to be in the same room as William without wanting to jump him.

William’s keeping his lips zipped, but the second you find out which one of his godforsaken teammates decided a No Nut November bet was a good idea, you’re killing them.

Of course, you’re partially to blame since you’d laughed at William and told him “how hard can it be? To not have sex for a month.” So he’d made a bet with you, challenging you to take part and not come for the whole month and do the challenge with him. You’d agreed, not really deciding on what the winner gets since you’d figured that you would be able to outlast your boyfriend and would just make him do whatever you wanted anyway. Maybe you’ll make him do all the laundry for a month.

What you’d conveniently forgotten was that No Nut November coincided with No Shave November and William’s rocking a moustache that shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does.

“You did this to yourself,” William laughs, torturing you by running his palms up the inside of your thighs and stopping inches from where you need him the most. “You can stop any time.”

He knows you can’t, knows you’re stubborn as hell.

You scowl at him, completely disagreeable with the lack of orgasms. Your whole body feels tight and like a live wire. Any touch might be enough to send you over the edge.

Frustratingly, William doesn’t seem to be as bothered as you are. Sure, he’s been walking around with some aggressive erections, his thick cock prominent against the front of his pants when he’s home with you. But he’s been like a maniac on the ice, racking up goals and assists at a pace that rocketed him to the top of team’s point sheet.

“I don’t know how this isn’t frustrating you,” you mutter, kicking your heel lazily against the top of his ass. You’re satisfied to see the shape of his cock press against his jeans, thickening slowly. “Shouldn’t you be all cranky and blue balled?”

“Trust me, älskling,” William grumbles, “my balls are plenty blue. But I get my frustration out on the ice. If I’m scoring a goal or whatever, I’m not thinking about how fucking horny I am or how badly I want to fuck you into the mattress.”

You let out a little squeak and your legs instinctively try to close, blocked by William’s bulk. He grins wickedly when your thighs flex and you nearly cry when his hand snakes up and his fingers press against your core, plastering the fabric of your panties against your wet cunt. You wiggle, trying to get away from him, but all it does is make your clit pulse and arousal drip more steadily down the seam of your ass.

“Williammmmm,” you whine, kicking at his back and reaching to pull his hand away. Your grip on his wrist falters when his fingers press down harder, a gasp punching from your lungs.

“You’re so wet, huh, my girl?” He murmurs, dick twitching in his pants. His gaze is locked on you, watching as a wet spot forms on the fabric, soaked through your panties and onto your shorts. “If you asked nicely, I could make you come right now. Just a few presses of my fingers against your little clit and you’d feel better.”

It sounds so nice, relief from the achy fire that’s consumed your body for three weeks. Getting rid of the lust fog in your brain too would be helpful. And he’s right, a quick twitch of his fingers against your clit and you’d probably be a goner. But then you’d also be a loser, and you refuse to be a loser.

“No, no, I’m fine,” you manage to choke out, breathless. Your hips move on their own accord and you know you need to get him away from you soon or you’re definitely going to lose.

“You sure?” He laughs, stoking you lightly.

You nod, biting hard on your tongue. William’s lips are curled up in a wicked smile that immediately turns into a frown and a grunt when you shift your leg and angle your knee so you can press the heel of your foot against the hard bulge in his pants. He grunts again when you press down, smiling sweetly at him.

Shoe’s on the other foot now.

“I could take care of that little problem you’re having,” you murmur, getting relief when he finally moves his hand off your cunt to grab your ankle again and pull it away from his dick. He lets you rest the sole of your foot against his stomach and moves his other hand to block access to his dick.

“You know my problem isn’t little,” he retorts, pinching the top of your foot and making your toes twitch against his shirt. “If anything, it’s getting bigger by the day. You’re going to have a massive load to take when this is over.”

You whine and wriggle on the bed, your core clenching desperately around nothing. “Stop, you’re playing dirty,” you complain. “It’s not fair when you do all the dirty talk looking like that.” You wave your hand in the vague direction of his face.

“Oh yeah, ‘cause you walking around in that skimpy ass towel for an hour after you got out of the shower two nights ago was all above board and clean play,” William drawls, rolling his eyes. He doesn’t seem to realize that his hand is working absently over the fly of his pants, his gaze flickering between your legs and back to your face.

“Yeah,” you shoot back, yanking your ankle away from his grip and rolling away from him, “because I’m just a girl and I can’t be held accountable for my actions.”

You get to your feet, still half draped over the mattress, and wince at the uncomfortably wet feeling between your legs. A cold shower and change of clothes will do wonders for your mood.

William rolls his eyes at you, his hand still moving over his cock, and you’re tempted to let him continue so you can win. But one of the dogs barks out in the living room and William turns to the door, hand falling away from his pants.

“Saved by the dogs,” you mutter, grabbing a pair of jeans out of your drawer to change. It’s time for their pre-game walk and you need the fresh air to cool off.

The walk works to tamp down the worst of your arousal and you manage to make it through the game easily enough. Although every time William throws his body against an opponent, you find your face getting warm and your belly flipping. Damn him.

It doesn’t get easier when you’re tucked together in bed after the game, watching TV to unwind instead of your usual post-game routine of fucking until one or both of you passes out. You miss that routine.

“Ah, fuck, stop that,” William grunts, pushing at your hip to put a little space between your ass and his cock. You wiggle, annoyed that he dislodged his half-hard cock from where it was resting in the seam between your ass cheeks.

“I was comfy,” you whine, rolling over onto your stomach. You tilt your head and look at William with wide, pleading eyes and subtly arch your back a little so your ass lifts in the air.

William swats at your ass gently, a bolt of lust shooting right to your clit. “Yeah, too comfy. You’re playing dirty, älskling,” he says with a good-natured smile. The smile twitches his moustache and you sigh, unable to look away from it. All you can imagine is how it would feel between your legs.

You fold your hands under your cheek and lift your leg to drape your thigh over William’s hip. He lets his hand drag up and down your thigh, keeping his touch chaste even as you can see his cock harden in his boxers, tenting and warping the shape of the plaid fabric.

“What if,” you mumble, “we call a draw. We both finish at the same time?”

The perpetual state of horny is starting to make you feel crazy. That coupled with the wave of exhaustion that’s hitting now that it’s the end of the week, you’re ready to jump William and be done with this stupid challenge.

“Say the word,” William’s jaw clicks as he stifles a yawn. It might be insulting that he’s yawning if he hadn’t played a team high time of twenty two minutes on ice and scored two goals. “I’ll make you come in a second.”

“Ugh, no,” you grumble, pressing your face into your pillow. “I want to win fair and square.”

William’s blunt nails scrape against your skin and he drags your thigh higher up on his hip, opening you up to him. “You’re so competitive, älskling,” he mumbles. “‘S what I love about you.”

His words settle warmly in your stomach and you reach a hand out to hook your fingers in the thick chain around his neck, pulling him closer so you can kiss him softly. His moustache scratches at your upper lip and you trace your tongue over his, deepening the kiss even though you know it’s going to drive you both crazy. William’s hand tightens on your thigh, fingers pressing into your skin hard enough to bruise, and you’re both breathless when you break the kiss.

“When you lose, I want my reward to be sitting on your face,” you mutter, huffing a faint laugh out of your nose. William pinches your thigh and you swat at his hand.

“Fuckin’ tease,” he says, tone full of frustrated affection. He presses a soft kiss to your forehead and drags you closer, wrapping his arms around your back to keep you in place. You won’t fall asleep like this, but it’s always nice to be tucked up close to William, with his heartbeat thumping steadily under your cheek and his fingers tracing nonsense patterns on your skin.

William’s gone early the next morning, with a kiss to your lips and a light spank to your ass, off on a road trip that’ll keep him away from you for nearly a week. He’ll be home again on the twenty-sixth, with just four days left in the month. The temptation is mostly gone with him, your libido getting a reprieve when you aren’t able to look at his face every day and imagine it between your thighs.

He does his best to tempt you, sending voice memos and photos that have your hands drifting below the waist band of your pajama bottoms when you’re in bed, like a horny teenage boy desperate to jack off. You honestly hadn’t realize that you could even be this horny, your previous boyfriends never inspiring this kind of lust or arousal.

Of course, you give just as good as you get, replying to his messages with pictures of your own featuring new lingerie sets in the royal blue of the Leafs’ jersey. You’re particularly proud of one picture that gets William calling you immediately to complain about playing dirty. You can hear the schlicking sound of his hand choking his cock through the phone and you click your tongue.

“I hope you’re not going to come before the end of the month,” you sing-song. “I thought you had better willpower than that?”

“Älskling,” he groans, a strangled noise, “I’m just about ready to end this shit and fuck you until you scream. My dick is so fucking hard, it’s goddamn painful.”

“Forfeit and I’ll take care of you when you get home tomorrow,” you offer, stomach flipping when you hear his hand’s continued movement. William grunts directly in your ear and the noise shoots straight to your clit, making it swell and throb.

His familiar chuckle draws you back to the conversation, “no way. There’s only five days left in the month. I’m not quitting now, I’ll just take another cold as fuck shower.”

You grumble, annoyed that he refuses to forfeit and impressed by his willpower. November thirtieth is going to be a night for the books.

It’s a bad idea, you know, tempting fate and all that with William expected home in a few hours. If he catches you, if you go slightly too far, you’ll lose the challenge and William will know that you were too horny for your better angels to prevail.

But you miss the feeling of his cock wedged tight in your cunt, filling and stretching you to your limits.

Besides, knowing that it’s risky and you have to keep yourself just at the edge of the orgasm is making your heart beat fast in your chest and your cunt get slick.

You’re comfortable on the bed in nothing but one of William’s t-shirts, the faint remnants of his cologne infused in the fabric. With one leg bent and your foot planted on the mattress, you circle your clit with two fingers, relaxing back against the pillows. It’s light pressure, but enough to get the bundle of nerves swollen and wet. Arousal drips from your entrance and you know there’s going to be a puddle under your ass even if you don’t finish, but you spread your legs a little more and cool air hits your flushed skin.

All of your nerve endings are on fire and you haven’t even started with your toy. It’s shorter and narrower than William, but it’ll do the job in a pinch. When he’s away, you use it more often, no reason to use it when you have the real thing. But you’re at the end of your rope and need the feeling of something filling you, even if it’s just silicone.

It’s just a little plastic cockwarming, you rationalize. You’re not actually going to come, just edge yourself into insanity since you’re already half feral with arousal.

The first press of the toy against your entrance takes your breath away and you work your hips a little frantically over the silicone, soaked and panting with each little push. Your clit twitches and throbs, walls fluttering around the toy as you settle it in place with a final nudge.

“Fuck,” you whine, breathless and trying not to clench around the length of silicone. You close your eyes and focus on your breathing, imagining it’s William’s hot, throbbing cock nestled inside of you, imagining that you’re keeping him warm in a reward for your delayed orgasm. Just the feeling of being stretched out is better than you thought it would be, after so long with nothing to satisfy you.

You whine his name involuntarily, carefully fucking yourself with the toy to make sure you don’t get too close to the edge. Your stomach muscles clench and your fingers brush against your clit, sending shockwaves of electricity throughout your body. When it’s too much, you stop, leaving the toy half in your cunt, arousal dripping down the curve of your ass.

The sound of your heavy breathing is filling the room and you’ve got an arm thrown over your face, heat radiating off your body. Your hair feels damp from sweat and you haven’t even gotten to come. It was a mistake, to edge yourself so much because now you’re feeling even more twitchy, frustrated with the pit of your stomach in knots from holding yourself back.

Your legs feel limp, too heavy to get up and you close your eyes. There’s still a couple of hours before William is home and you need to bring yourself back to a baseline so you focus on your breathing, twitching around the silicone half buried in your cunt.

A warm chuckle rouses you, working its way through the fog of sleep cloaking your brain. You hum and stretch, dislodging the toy from between your legs slightly, a spark of electricity racing through your veins.

“William?” You mumble sleepily, cracking one eye open.

The shape of him is fuzzy around the edges, but you catch the upturn in his cheeks that means he’s smiling at you and the way his arms are crossed over his bare chest. You blink again and he comes more into focus, the grey sweats hanging low and loose on his hips, the hair on his chest fluffed in the way you know means he ran his hands over it roughly after his shower.

“Sleeping Beauty’s been naughty, huh?” He chuckles and you wrinkle your nose at him, still half asleep until he leans one knee on the mattress and reaches his hand out to nudge his knuckles against the base of the silicone dick that’s half buried in your cunt.

You’d nearly forgotten about it and yelp when it shifts an inch or two further inside of you and try to snap your legs shut. William’s reflexes are faster and his other hand grabs at your knee, holding your legs wide open. His grin is positively filthy as he takes in the mess between your legs.

“I didn’t come,” you inform him primly, fisting one hand in the duvet cover.

“Oh yeah?” William clicks his tongue. “Just sat here like a good girl and edged yourself?”

It’s clear from his tone that he doesn’t believe you and really, why should he? Especially when you have the evidence between your legs and drying smears of arousal on your inner thighs.

“Mhm,” you hum, wriggling away. William’s grip is tight on you, his fingers dancing around the base of the toy, twisting it ever so slightly. You hiccup a gasp.

“Seems like a silly way to lose the bet,” his voice is low, raspy. Deft fingers continue to twist the toy inside of you, making your clit swell and your stomach clench. “Coming on a plastic cock instead of mine. But, if that’s how you want to lose…”

He trails off and pushes the remaining few inches inside of you, punching a gasp from your lungs and making your back arch off the bed. You shout and scratch at his forearms, shaking your head. “No, no,” you murmur. “Wan’ your cock, William!”

It’s torture, the way he slowly fucks the toy in and out of you, your walls clenching and arousal dripping down the curve of your ass. Your breathing is heavy, chest rising and falling as you get closer and closer to the edge. William murmurs filth to you, leaning over your body. His cock is thick and hard behind his sweats, and you can feel it twitch where it’s pressed against your thigh.

“Beautiful, my beautiful, dirty girl,” he coos, using his free hand to push the fabric of your stolen shirt up your stomach until it’s bunched up under your chin and your breasts are free for him to play with. He leans down and alternates sucking each nipple into his mouth, his moustache scraping against your skin and his tongue circling each nipple until they’re tight and painful.

“Please,” you whimper, bending your leg and opening yourself wider for him. “I’m done, I quit.”

You can’t stand it any more, the lack of orgasms is making you crazy. It’s not worth winning. Not with William’s dirty mouth running in your ear and his cock hard against your thigh.

“Mutual,” he grumbles, shoving his sweats down with one hand and you gasp, nearly relieved, when you feel the velvety soft skin of his shaft against your thigh. The wet head of his cock slicks against your hip and you arch into him. “Stupid challenge anyway.”

In one quick motion, William yanks the silicone toy from your cunt and replaces it with his cock, your indignant whine morphing quickly into a wanton moan. He fills you to the brim, balls slapping against your ass and clit rubbing against the coarse hair at the base of his dick.

“Oh my god,” you gasp, lifting your knees to his sides and meeting him thrust for thrust. It’s not going to take long for either of you to come like this, spiky hot pleasure already building low in your stomach.

“Fuck, fuck I love this pussy,” William growls, burying his face in the valley between your breasts. The scrape of his moustache and stubble are going to leave makes all over your skin, but you can’t wait. “So goddamn tight and wet, squeezing my cock. Fuck, älskling, so fucking good. Gonna fill you up, gonna make you feel so good.”

You’re not even sure if you’re saying actual words around the noises you’re making as the head of William’s cock batters your g-spot, thickening and swelling inside the tight grip of your cunt. You wail when he presses his thumb against your sore, swollen clit and kick a foot against his back, making him grunt.

He latches his lips around one of your nipples, tonguing at it until it’s stiff and puffy. You arch your back, pressing up into his mouth and the coil of pleasure tightens in your stomach.

“Please, please, oh my god, please William,” you chant, scratching at his back and moaning when his hand splays over your stomach and presses down, the pressure making you see stars behind your eyelids.

“Gonna come, älskling, almost there,” he mumbles, adjusting his angle to hit even deeper inside of you. “Gonna come together, yeah? Me and you, right now, go ahead. Come on, prinsessa, come all over my cock.”

William rubs circles around your clit and you can feel his cock twitch and thicken, bumping up against your g-spot to finally send you over the edge. Your stomach clenches and starbursts dance behind your eyes as the force of your orgasm hits. Above you, William groans and his hips stutter, coming at the same time you do. He fills you, his hips pumping and his fingers working at your clit so you’re both shaking and panting heavily. Beads of sweat roll down his temples and you can feel the sheen of sweat all over your skin.

Your legs tremble with the aftershocks of your orgasm and William finally finishes emptying inside of you, more than he ever has before and putting your IUD to work.

He collapses on top of you, forcing the last little bit of air left in your lungs out in a harsh exhale. You huff a laugh, running your fingertips over the sweaty, muscled planes of his back, enjoying it when he laughs as you tickle at the spaces between his ribs.

Your legs are locked around his back, his cock still hard inside of you and you rock slightly under him, fully relishing in the feeling. His chest hair is soft against your skin and you try to shimmy around so you can keep feeling it rub against you.

“We’re never going this long without sex again,” William mutters into the crook of your neck. His cock twitches inside of you and he flexes his hips. You can feel the warmth of his come when it’s pushed out of you, making you shiver a bit.

“Stupid challenge,” you agree. The fabric of your shirt is still bunched up under your neck and it’s choking you a bit, but you’re too sated to move. William works his hand between your bodies and toys with your breast, scraping his thumb nail over the sensitive point of your nipple. You clench around him and he grunts. Your clit still feels swollen and sore and need builds up low in your stomach. “I need another, Will.”

His mouth is lazily sucking a mark against your collarbone and he releases you with a wet pop. Propping himself up on one elbow, William grins down at you with a hungry look in his eyes. His hair is messy and damp with sweat. “We need to make up for lost time,” he replies, sweeping his hand up and down your stomach, brushing his fingers close to your clit to see if he can get your hips to jerk. A twitch of his hips has his half-hard cock slipping in and out of your slick cunt, an almost obscenely wet sound filling the room.

You nod, taking your fingers through his chest hair and down through the trail below his belly button. His stomach muscles jump under your touch.

“I think we can be conservative and say I need at least twenty more,” you grin, clenching around him to watch his face twist up in an expression of pleasure. “When you take into account the travel days and whatnot.”

His laughter is bright and loud and he tweaks your nipple. “Greedy,” he murmurs. “Let’s start with three and see if we can beat that record first.”

You let your legs fall to the side and open yourself up for him. Grinning wickedly, you reply, “do your best, Mr. Nylander.”

An hour and a half later, after you’ve gotten two more orgasms and William washed your hair for you in the shower, you’re curled up against his chest with an icy blue Gatorade poured into your fancy Anthropologie glass.

Your legs are shaky, but you’ve never been more content in your life.

“I would say I’m sorry that you lost the team’s challenge, but,” you shrug, sipping at the drink, “I’m really not.”

“Eh, worth it,” William replies. “Only a couple guys left anyway. Hell, even Kniesy lost back in week two and he’s the idiot that suggested it.”

You gasp, shooting up in the bed and nearly spilling your Gatorade. “I’ve been in the orgasm desert because of Matt and he didn’t even have the decency to WIN the challenge?”

William laughs and shrugs. “Yeah, he kind of sucked at it,” he replies, tugging you back against his side, “I think it’s just Mitchy, Domes, Tanev, and Woller left.”

“Wait,” you frown. “What was the prize for winning?”

“We each kicked in one-fifty,” William rolls his up to the ceiling and squints while he does the math. “So, three k? Plus winner gets a steak dinner from Reavo since he was the first to cave and we all have to kick in for the winner’s golf club membership for a year.”

“Jesus,” you roll your eyes. “What is it with you guys and the steak dinners? And if I had known that these were the prizes, I would’ve held out another four days! I thought it was just like a pride thing.”

William laughs again and you let him pull you onto his lap, settling right over his cock. “Älskling, none of us would do this shit if it were just pride on the line,” he says seriously, resting his hands on your hips and letting his fingers dip below the waistband of your sweats.

You roll your eyes again and pout, “obviously cold hard cash, steak, and a golf membership were the only three things that could get you idiots to keep it in your pants.”

“None of those things are holding me back now,” William teases, leaning in to pepper kisses against your jaw. “Want me to take it out of my pants?”

The scratch of his facial hair feels good against your skin and you know you’re going to be beyond marked up tomorrow, but you angle your head to the side anyway to give him better access.

You hum, taking stock of the pleasant soreness between your legs and the flicker of arousal pooling low in your stomach. He kisses down the column of your neck, nipping gently at the jut of your collarbone. William’s hips rock under you and you can feel him grow hard and press into your core.

“I think I could go for a fourth,” you grin, gasping when he trusts his hips up into yours.

“Steak dinner is overrated anyway,” William replies, before taking your cup and putting it on the bedside table so he can manhandle you onto your back. “I’ve got something better to eat.”

[01zfan]

freaky | riize

(a repost) of my humble opinion and ranking of who’s the most to least freaky/kinky in riize

contains: kink mentions, suggestive, nothing explicit

shotaro

i absolutely know that this man is a FREAK. i know shotaro has a reputation of being a cutie and i am not taking that away from him at all, but something about the way he carries himself and the unwavering confidence he has just lets me know he gets DOWN he does NOT PLAY. like he knows he’s cute and he fully uses that to his advantage. i think he also loves the fact that nobody would know or think he has it in him either. he wouldn’t be the type that tries to prove himself with it because i fully believe shotaro is kind of the private type. he would enjoy knowing that side of him is reserved for you and you alone. 

he’d be into everything but nothing at the same time, and that makes him DANGEROUS. very unpredictable, pulling out wild cards left and right. you tried shibari last week, now he’s trying to sneak you to a secluded area of the party you guys are at to have a quickie. he’s not impartial to anything, he just wants to have a good time and make sure you’re having an even better one.

i personally see shotaro as a toy connoisseur, he knows how to use everything arguably even better than you do. you haven’t used every setting on your vibrator? he’s gonna change that. you only use one stimulant at a time? he’s gonna change that too. i think he also is probably constantly coming up with different things to spice up sex life. let’s try something new is his favorite phrase. shotaro is a switch, but definitely favors and leans towards the playful dom role. very very very attentive so i think he would also like bringing up stuff he thinks you’d be into but too shy to admit. if you are less experienced than him he is going to eat you alive good luck.

more underneath the cut!

anton

if shotaro’s favorite phrase is let’s try this, anton’s is can we try this? anton would be a tough nut to crack in bed. i think it would take awhile for him to even make louder noises in bed, keeping to whimpers and content little sighs. but after awhile when you guys have built a rapport and trust i think he would let the freak out, but as gently as possible. prefacing every proposal with a safe word and a sheepish can we try this? even if he’s already halfway to losing his mind. ohhhh he’d be so happy when you’d say yes and offer to do all the work too.i believe anton would be really down to experiment so that’s why he’s very high on the list. very much down to try everything atleast once.

i see anton as a switch too and depending on what he’s feeling like depends on which kinks you’ll see. if he’s feeling submissive it’s alot to do with humiliation and degradation. he genuinely wouldn’t even know how to bring it up, he just knows you like it when you tease and coo at him condescendingly. there’d be alot of can i’s and yes please’s from both of you. 

when anton is dominant i can see him being on the rougher side. throwing all that weight around, throwing YOU around. i don’t think he’s used to his strength all the way, so there would be moments where you gotta tell him to chill out before he breaks you LMAO. i can see him aas the type to kinda get lost in the moment like when he’s locked in he is locked in. very much into restricting your movements, mating press where he’s holding your arms into the mattress above your head. he’d be whispering crazy shit in your ear too throwing you for an absolute loop. he’d absolutely get sidetracked, smacking your ass and everything without even realizing how strong he is.

sohee

sohee is the same as anton, only difference is that he wouldn’t be the one to initiate kink exploration. i don’t think sohee really has any kinks honestly, but he would be down to try mostly anything. there are some hard stops for him and he absolutely wouldn’t hesitate to tell you that. but he’s really down to get his dick wet, so in the moment he’d be down to do alot.

i also think that sohee would be alot of fun to try new things with because he’d be very joking and the atmosphere would be very playful and comfortable. but he’d also flip like a switch, telling you when something felt really good or if he discovered something new about himself. also i think sohee would really mainly be into trying new positions? i think he’d probably be the most well versed in positions among riize members, so that puts him high on the list in my opinion. he’d be the here do this instead type, next thing you know you’re in a position you didn’t even think was possible.

eunseok

now eunseok…he’s kinda hard to read honestly. i don’t necessarily think he’s not into things, but i think there’s alot of stuff he doesn’t prefer to do. like there are things in his safe zone and then things that are not, and he prefers to not venture outside of his bubble. but it’s funny because the things he’s comfortable with are arguably more crazy than the stuff he’s uncomfortable with. like you could have him tied down till the sun comes up but god forbid you try to put a finger in his butt or something.

but i think eunseok would be down for exploration, however he’d know if he liked it or not within maybe a minute. if he didn’t like it he would want to go back to the stuff you two usually do (which once again, could be even crazier than the thing you two were trying). i see him as another toy connoisseur, i think i can see him using toys more often than he uses his dick. very very very attentive, so he wants to watch your every move and that can sometimes be hard when he’s inside of you. so he likes to use toys (but only one specific setting) and watching you fall apart. 

wonbin

wonbin is pretty low on this list because i don’t see him as the type to have kinks. i think he sees it as a distraction from actual sex. i think however wonbin would have an interest in kinks that enhance the senses or something that involves them heavily. something like blindfolds, very light/minimal bondage, maybe food play if he’s feeling extra freaky. but i don’t really see wonbin being open to trying too much either i think he’s very particular about sex so most kinks probably are like a turn off to him. that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get messy though! i think how possessive he is comes into play, very much into marking and spitting. 

sungchan

my baby. my husband. the love of my life. this may be controversial but i think he is very vanilla. simply because he is very traditional and he gives me kind of sheltered vibes so i don’t really see him as the type to be into anything crazier than like…backshots and/or breeding LMFAO. also he seems like the possessive type as well so i don’t think he’d be into anything outside of private spaces like the other members.

but sungchan is a very interesting case because i think he aims to please and that’s his main objective in bed. also he’s a virgo and they’re always bettering themselves so i think he makes up for it by being the Best at what he does. so if you’re getting missionary from sungchan he is absolutely hitting the deepest spots, he has your legs stretched further than you thought they could go. he has your feet behind his head or YOUR head asking you doesn’t this feel so much better? and if you’re getting backshots from him oh it’s absolutely over. he’s manhandling you into place, keeping your form, slapping your ass. he is absolutely giving you the work blowing your back all the way out. almost always ends sex with the mating press and cumming inside.

another thing about sungchan is i think he is really into things having to do with discipline. not necessarily roleplaying or dominance but stuff like orgasm denial or getting you to cum multiple times. this observation comes from his self-discipline when it comes to working out and not drinking so i feel like it would translate to the bedroom too. his mindset is very much if i can do it, you can too. 

i can see his possessiveness coming into play too where he is constantly keeping you as close as possible to him (sometimes ends with you being crushed in a mating press but like in the best way possible).

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱ park fling

TOJI x f.reader

Overview; Toji met you at the park and just had to take you back to his car to show you a good time

Content; smut, dilf + tattooed Toji

Warnings; 🔞 mdni, smut, implied milk dad behavior (poor Megumi sorry m'boy)

Kinks; public sex (park), light breeding kink, hookup sex, implied age gap (20s ~ 30s), taking off condom (implied mutually consensual), creampie, car sex, dirty talk, a brief use of pns 'daddy' and 'good girl'

A/N; srry just eyerolling for toji so bad lately thought i'd squeeze out some more yummy content 💕

He was just someone you met at the park one day. All you knew about him was that he had a son and previously they were on a picnic together, catching up on life like they so rarely do.

It was the holidays. An especially bright sun cursed the summer sky, you constantly kept your hand held to the crown of your head to shade your squinting eyes from the harsh sun rays.

That tall, brooding man crossed your line of sight and immediately snapped up your attention. The way his tight black T-shirt defined his muscular physique made you clench your thighs together tightly. And when he spoke to you? You batted your eyes like crazy and gave him a cheeky, horny smile.

His greasy black hair reminded you of the bad boys you used to crush on back in high school. His bold tattoos were just the cherry on top. Speaking of cherries... he was clearly very interested in yours. "Wanna go someplace quieter?" he asked.

That deep, rolling voice of his went straight to the center of your brain, reverberated in your chest and travelled down south between your thighs, which he knew you were rubbing together because of him. He was sorely aware of the effect he had on girls like you.

After sending his son off down the block to the store for some lame, made-up excuse, Toji took you to his black, pretty Porsche and eagerly squeezed himself inside your needy, wet pussy as you sat pretty on his lap in the driver's seat. He angled your body so that he could get as deep as possible, and you happily let his calloused hands explore your body.

He let out handsome, deep groans while his nasty cock squeezed in and out of your pussyhole. The way he meanly rolled his hips up and roughly squeezed the crease of your hips made you feel like you were his toy — his newfound favorite, his pretty little fleshlight. Those snake green eyes narrowed in pleasure, cockhead skillfully bullying against your G-spot each time he plunged inside.

The condom bothered the two of you so much that you told him to just get rid of it already, so he peeled it off his cock. Sinking inside you raw sent him straight to heaven. And you? You could barely keep a coherent thought in your head. You could feel the texture of his cock, each kink and curve, and the angry veins that decorated his shaft.

He fucked you so good that you just threw your head back in bliss and voiced every bad girl desire in it.

" 'm gonna cum!" you cried, clawing at his meaty biceps. The pleasure was so good you rolled your eyes back and made a face like a pornstar, it made Toji chuckle.

"Cummin' f'me?"

"Mhm! 'm gonna cum, 'm gonna — ahhh, cumminggg!" you squealed, feeling your hole tighten up so much that you really felt the shape of his cock. It had a curve to it that just absolutely drove your pussy nuts.

"Aw, look at you." Toji cooed against your face, admiring your slutty expression as you orgasmed. "Daddy's gonna cum too, 'wanna take it inside like a good girl? Get that pretty pussy knocked up? Hm?"

You nodded and replied with such a frantic "Yes! Yes please! Knock me up!" that he chuckled. It felt so good to cum knowing that you wanted to get knocked up by him; this total stranger who you let rail you in his car even though you talked to him for only two hours, this daddy who already had a son. But hell, he didn't mind having another kid if it came from someone as cute as you.

He barely managed to get any words out before he came. "Ah — fuuuck, 'take it, take it all." he growled lowly in your ear. You felt him throbbing and pulsing, broad chest heaving; for a moment it felt like he was never gonna catch his breath again.

Stilling with an erotic groan, he kept a firm hold on your hips as if he was gonna go in for another round because, truthfully, it just felt too good to throw in the towel yet. Creamy white liquid dribbled out of your little loosened up hole.

Meanwhile, his son returned to find his dad not where he left him, so he scratched the back of his head and rung up his dad's phone. "Dad, where you at? Just up and fucking vanished again?" he sighed sarcastically.

Toji slipped himself out of you with a little pop sound. "Stay put, I'm coming back." he told Megumi.

Aw, he must have really cared about his son, because he drove back to the park to meet him. Of course, not without hastily stuffing another creampie up inside your hole and putting his number in your contacts.

[peachdues]

The Thing About Genya — WIP (daddy!Sanemi x Lunar Hashira)

Shhhhhh

Major thank you to @umekohiganbana for reminding me about Genya and how Sanemi needs to fix that ASAP

Post- Bundle of Joy

NSFW teaser included at the bottom.

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“You only noticed me because I was bleeding all over you,” Y/N corrected. “And you only continued to pay attention to me because you thought I had a ‘kickass breathing style.’”

Sanemi rolled his eyes, lifting the feeding bottle back to his infant daughter’s mouth. “I did notice other things, too ya know.” He grumbled.

Y/N laughed softly and Sanemi felt his cheeks heat, her smile still capable of making him blush even two years after he’d begun warming her bed.

“All I’m saying is if you want Genya to leave the Corps, there might be a better way to do it that doesn’t involve maiming him.”

Y/N leaned over and smacked her lips against his cheek before ducking to peck their happily gurgling baby’s head, and sauntered off to the couple’s private bath.

Sanemi’s eyes trailed the Lunar Pillar’s retreating form until she disappeared from sight before turning his attention back to his daughter.

“And what do you think, my little flower?” He cooed, his daughter’s eyes crinkling in a wide smile as Sanemi brushed his nose against hers. “My plan’s better, right?”

The infant girl pulled off the feeding bottle, her tiny mouth twisting down. She coughed once, and Sanemi swiftly put her over his shoulder, against the small cloth he’d draped there to shield his bare back from her impending spit-up.

“Tch, since when do you side with Mama?” He grumbled, lightly patting his daughter’s back. She gurgled, signaling that she had finished upchucking her late dinner over her father’s shoulder.

He brought her back to face him, playfully glaring at her as he kissed her small, chubby cheeks. “Traitor. You’d better cut that shit out right now — or else I’m gonna go put a sibling in your mama’s belly.”

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Peep below for a NSFW teaser because my lovelies deserve horny Sanemi, always).

“‘Nemi,” Y/N giggled, swatting playfully over her shoulder at her lover. “Not in front of the baby!”

“Why?” Sanemi grinned, raining a trail of kisses down her neck and to her shoulder, his hands squeezing her hips. “She should know how crazy her daddy is for her mama. Besides,” Sanemi pressed his groin slightly into his wife’s tantalizing rear, causing her to shoot her hand out to steady herself on the doorway. “She can’t see when I do this.”

Y/N glanced furtively back at their daughter, who was busy giggling at the way her parents’ Kusagi crows pecked at the assortment of seeds and nuts they’d left out for them.

Baby properly distracted, Y/N mischievously ground back once against her lover, his fingers digging into her in warning.

Sanemi suppressed the groan bubbling in his throat, not wanting to call his daughter’s attention away from the crows. He slid his hand from Y/N’s hip to her neck, tilting her head back so he could press his mouth against her ear.

“Send one of the birds to Uzui’s wives. Tell them we need someone to watch her ‘til morning,” he murmured huskily into her ear, Y/N shivering as he grazed her lobe lightly with his teeth. “Make up some excuse, I don’t care. But you’re mine tonight.”

His voice dropped to a low growl. “And you’d better not stay quiet.” He pressed his hardening length sharply into her ass once more, in promise.

Y/N nodded, flushed.

“That’s my girl,” Sanemi grinned, slapping his wife’s ass, giving it a firm squeeze before moving aside, leaving the Lunar Hashira a blushing, bumbling mess behind him.

[unconventional-lawnchair]

A Second Chance pt.3 {Blurb}

Poly!Marauders+Lily x Fem!Reader - Zombie Apocalypse Au

Stick Season Noah Kahan

Masterlist

Summary: Reader has sometime with Remus, before she is sent out alone with Sirius}

Cw; Guns, death, zombies go nom nom , a lot of baby talk, cussing, minor character death, Zombie apocalypse typical violence, infants)

a/n- This is totally just filler, but next chapter is going to be very intense, so warning ahead of time

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Amazing People- @mooonyxoxo @sippinpeachtea @amethyistheart @zjasminelouvre3 @idonotknowenglish @le-clair-de-lune @shylahstarzz

You hadn't slept a wink. Still staring out the window with Hermione against your chest. She had fistfuls of your shirt, and you couldn't bring yourself to put her down, far too anxious of what would happen to her. Your mind wandered to the worst but just because you were terrified didn't mean the world stopped turning.

Eventually, Hemione woke up and gave her soft fussy gurgles. You stood up and tried to stay quiet. Lily had laid in the bed last night, and must have fallen asleep with Harry. They were both sleeping soundly, so you didn't want to disturb them. 

If last night had happened any other time, at any other place, with anyone else, you would have kicked them out. Send them straight back to the woods. It was cruel, but you weren't going to keep around people you didn't trust. However, they had Harry and your friends have done dumber things in the past. They seemed like truly good people, that was rare nowadays, and company of your own age wasn't entirely awful. 

Everyone was going through this for the first time. You did know one thing, however, Sirius was not to be trusted to have Hermione’s best interest at heart. 

You went about your routine, making your way to the kitchen, feeding her with what little milk you could find. You don't know much about about babies, again, you used to find them extremely annoying, but you knew that when Mrs. Granger first had Hermione, she could hardly lift her limbs.

Her husband had asked you to scavenge any nuts you could find, specifically almonds or cashews, he said it wasn't ideal but if he could use it with his water supply he could make a suitable replacement until his wife was better. It was crazy to think they were gone. Did they even think that it was a possibility? That you would be looking after their baby girl?

It was life or death in the moment, but they had made a point to involve you from day one. You hadn't been entirely close, but even if they were just a few years older than you, you looked up to them. So much resolve, tenacity, and with a bond you saw in the movies. It's crazy to think you had been traveling with them for two years, and suddenly, they were gone.

Thinking about it now, Mr. Granger made a point of teaching you what he knew, Mrs. Granger had made sure you were the first person Hermione was comfortable being held by at such a young age. For nine months you had to hear the nervous but excited soon to be dad rattle on facts about newborns that you now used day to day. Barty used to joke you were ready for your own, you could still remember the absolutely horrified look Regulus had when the thought of you as a mother came across his mind. Evan’s laughter rang in your ears as you elbowed Barty in the side for the sly comment.

Maybe they did have a feeling. They were always smarter than you.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Hermione give another gurgle, quickly you set the milk down and began to rub her back. You were distracted, again.

Using as little formula as you could with the abomination of handmade nut milk was the most sustainable option. Just three more months and it would be time to worry about getting your hands on mashed food. The stress of it all wasn't necessarily bad, you found yourself waking up every morning with someone to be awake for.

Cooing at her as you swayed around to keep her calm. You had to admit, she was a cute little thing. Even if it wasn't what you wanted, even if you lost the people dearest to you, you wouldn't go back. The idea that any other outcome would have resulted in those monsters getting their hands on her terrified you more than anything.

Those bandits, the so-called “Death Eaters” like some pathetic indie rock band name, were ruthless. They first started appearing about a year ago, they had even attempted to recruit your group. 

Some religious ramblings about the worthy and the righteous, always fell on deaf ears for you. Even then, they seemed particularly insane. Speaking of the rapture and innocence leaving the community around you. That the most dignified should step up and show why they were worthy to be on earth.

That was when, of course, you had just met the group.

You weren't as skilled as you were now, but you had been alone for months when this all started. Trial and error had your best interest at heart, until skill slowly took over. When you met them, you were not the most.. easy person.

As in you stabbed, who you later learned to be Barty, right threw the hand. To your absolute horror he called you hot for it. The damn psycho. You missed him. 

Evan wasn't far behind in thinking you were just the best thing since sliced bread. Maybe it was the change in faces around their boring camp, but you quickly went from some stranger they hunted with, to someone who would pop up at their camp. Eventually, you never left. You made friends with the people there, and being a part of a group made you feel safe since the first time it all happened.

Maybe that was another reason why you were so determined to keep these people around. You wanted nothing more than to be witnessed. 

You were once again rudely snapped from your thoughts at the feeling of being watched. You hated that feeling. You turned to look at the doorway from the hall to the kitchen and locked eyes with that Remus boy. He looked to be sweating, but trying to hide how much pain he was clearly in. He seemed startled to see you, slowly smiling and you nodded to him, turning to look out the window.

He joined you in silence, using two chairs to prop his ankle up above his heart. 

Eventually, he spoke up.

“How did you sleep?” 

“I didn't. Couldn't.” You mused and after a moment of silence you turned to see him again. His eyes were closed but he didn't seem to be dozing. “... did you sleep?”

“Couldn't.” He responded and you nodded. “The pain or your friend?”

“Both.” He mumbled and slowly opened his eyes. “He.. we'd known him since we were 11.” 

He seemed so solemn. It didn't even cross your mind they may have known each other from back before the change. You walked over and took a seat beside him, and he continued. “He was always a bit of an anxious kid, maybe he did some things I need to think twice about but.. I never would of figured him to..” 

“Yeah.” You whispered. “No one wants to think of a friend that way.”

You rolled your tongue. It was hard to hold a conversation, truly. You had been alone for a month, before that you spent two years of your life with people you mostly listened to. 

“So,” Remus began. “If you don't mind me asking, where were you when this all started?”

The question grew worn and weary with each new encounter, gradually losing its significance. It was more common than normal formalities at this point. 

It held a certain importance, though, as it let many saps share their story with another person. It was a way to ensure that, even in your absence, at least one person would know your story. That you weren't lost in this world like the thousands of others who were gone. So, when the inevitable end came, whether in the tearing grip of zombies or other perils that watched you in the tree line, someone would carry your memory until it became their turn.

It just seemed to hit you, everyone in that camp. Regulus, Barty, Evans, the Grangers. Their stories were now all that was left of them. Right.

You hoped to be so lucky to tell Hermione of the heroes her parents were. The lives they saved, including yours and her own. 

“It's a.. long story.” You sighed and he nodded. 

“Is there anything else to do?” Remus offered and you purse your lips. 

“Actually,” You looked out the window and bit your cheek. The sun was rising slowly, you didn't need to be anywhere just yet. “Short version.”

Remus leaned back against his chair and nodded before you took a deep breath.

“My dad, he worked for the military. He used to take me on these hunting trips with his coworkers. These two idiots and a pretty cool veteran.”

“Is that how you shot down that buck?”

“Learned from the best.” You nodded, smiling down at Hermione as you ran your hand soothingly down her back. “My dad and I got into this big fight.” You whispered, smile fading. “I took a hike early to get away from them all. They were being.. men.”

“Men?” Remus smirked.

“Men.” You cheeked. Remus was easy to be playful with. “On my walk, there was this guy. He looked unconscious. It was.. it was a bit jarring. Then when I called for help he got up. He was eating meat of some kind.”

You shuttered as you remembered so clearly the crazed and red faced man looking at you. Like you were his next meal. “And then my dads friend, Mr. Prewett came out of nowhere. He jumped in front of me and this guys just- well.. you can assume what happened. I went back to camp and I told my dad. He panicked and called the sheriff office.” You waved your free hand. “Useless. Eventually, there was this mass panic and people chasing each other. My dad packed up the car and told me to drive. To go home and wait for him and his friends there. He just.. never came back.”

Remus nodded along thoughtfully.

“What of you five?” You asked in kind. He fiddled with his nail. 

“We had just been sent home from boarding school. We were on a train home and suddenly it just stopped.” Refused recounted the horrified screams and the mass panic. Remembering locking their compartment and drawing the curtains. The sounds of tearing and horrified screams etched into his memory.

You winced a bit. “A train?”

“Right? I mean, who starts these things off on a train?”

Okay, that made you laugh. The cheeky bugger. “How did you make it out?”

“Lily broke a window.” 

“That.. makes sense. She seems like she has a thing or two going for her upstairs.”

“Something the other two lack.”

Okay, he was definitely charming too. A sense of humor could go a long way. A comfortable silence settled over you, before you saw how late it was getting. You began to stand and Remus winced as he shifted to look at you. 

“Where are you headed?”

“The spring further down the forest line. It's fresh water and I have an embarrassing purifier.” 

“You're taking her?” 

“...” You usually did take littler Hermione with you, you hated to be so far from the house without her. You knew it would be easier, however, to leave her behind. 

“I-”

“I'll watch her.” Remus offered gently.

Your eyes locked onto his hazels. You searched them with a determined tightness in your chest. Remus had never done anything to make you think he might hurt her. Something about the boy reminded you of safety in its purest form.

But you weren't going to just trust your gut. Not again.

“I'll set her down in the livingroom. If she cries-”

“I'll be here. I promise.” 

You slowly nodded and gave him a brief pained smile. His eyes were soft and so was his curled lips. Showing you a gentleness you only saw after you met the group. It frustrated you to no end, to not understand why your heart was clenching so painful and desperate in your chest at just a look.

You turned sharply and walked into the livingroom, past the sleeping figures to hide her away in the corner as you always did. You made a point to not look at Sirius nor James.

James seemed distraught, holding his curly strands of hair in between his fingers. Eyes bloodshot.

Seems no one slept.

“I am going out, down to the stream. It's a walk, so I'll be back by the time the sun goes down.” You informed them, it felt odd to have someone to report to again.

Walking past them, James suddenly stood up on his feet before he stumbled a bit. “Alone? You're going alone?”

Sirius came to grab his wrist and help him stay up.

You looked back at them with a quizzing look. “Yes. We need water. I figured the idea would make you happy.”

James shook his head. “No- no- water, it's- it's great.” He mumbled and stared at you. His eyes were low and filled with concern. You should have walked away, but he looked like a wounded puppy.

“Is that.. okay, James?” You whispered back. It was hard to stay too stern with him. 

“It is just.. just alone?” He pushed and you slowly crossed your arms.

“I have survived plenty long without-”

“I-I'll go with you! We can be quicker too, I'm pretty strong I-”

“James.” You cut in on his words sharply and his eyebrows pinched together with a sad look. “... yes?”

Merlin, you see why Lily was so taken with him. If the current situation was anything else-

“I will be fine alone.” You insisted before Sirius cleared his throat. 

“You?” You glared at Sirius, this time, unlike yesterday, he didn't shy away. “I'll go with you.”

“No.”

“Can't really stop me, can you?” Sirius mused and picked up James's gun. You glared at him harder and he sighed, handing it back to James. 

“No weapons.” He comprised.

“And you travel ahead of me.” You huffed, the black haired boy slowly smirked. “Darling, I don't have a clue where we're going.”

You rolled your eyes. “Just bloody- follow me then.”

Before he could make another comment you walked to the door and began to leave. James seemed to visually relax, and Sirius hurried after you.

“Don't slow me down.” You warned him, stepping into the porch. The outside was calm and serine, but there was this sinking feeling in your chest that only grew worse as you tried to catch something in the tree line. 

It felt like you were being watched. You hated that feeling.

Your thoughts were suddenly cut out of your mind when you heard Sirius.

“Wouldn't dream of it.”

[exhaslo]

Hi! Could I ask for a short request if you have the time? I'm just imagining reader in Corruption getting pregnant with twins and Miguel just goes crazy for it. She's too tired to do much - because she's quite small and fragile - but he just follows her around and is just always finding ways to touch her and kiss her and just admire her body because it's become so obediant to him that it's produced two babies in one go?! 😱

I just want to see Corruption Miguel absolutely whipped for his pregnant little wife 😍.

Omg Villain!Miguel will go nuts! Also, LOVING the love that Villain!Miguel is getting!!

Warning: None, just fluff, twisted thoughts, manipulation

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Yes! Yes! Yes!

The moment that Lyla, not you, announced that you were pregnant was the best day in Miguel's life.

Miguel was sure to always have your states on his watch, making sure that you were always healthy. Lyla was your nurse, to a point, always checking up on you and reporting to Miguel. Miguel was not going to lose this chance.

Miguel was always with you for every doctor visit. The mad scientist himself, needed to understand the process of child birth. Miguel made sure to get the best doctor in the city to watch and care for you.

When it was time for your ultrasound, Miguel was over the moon. His own eyes staring at the child in your belly. The child that he worked hard to create. The child that you were finally giving him.

"Oh, there is a second head. We have twins," The doctor hummed.

Miguel's eyes widen. Unable to control his excitement, he gave you a deep and passionate kiss. You were in a daze from the sudden kiss. Miguel withheld his laughter throughout the whole visit. By the time you got home, Miguel was all over you.

"Mhm~ Miggy~" You cooed. Miguel kept his hands against your waist, kissing your neck,

"My good girl. Such a obedient, perfect, girl. Giving me twins. I must reward you." Miguel hummed. You felt your face fluster as you couldn't help but smile,

"It's just our luck~"

"No. Your body was made for me. Wants to prove how much it loves me and my seed to give me twins,"

You whined, covering your face from embarrassment as Miguel kept showering you with kisses. This wasn't like him, but you were loving every second of it.

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Miguel was being so overprotected. He kept you at home, taking you out only when he cleared the city of every criminal. For once, Miguel was playing a hero, but only for you.

Miguel made sure that nothing came to your harm. Hell, he even killed and used those bodies as a warning to not ruin his day. You came first.

You always came first.

As the months flew by, your body was growing weak and tired. The pregnancy was draining you and constantly making you hungry.

Miguel was always prepared. He made sure that you always had everything you craved, gave you all the vitamins you needed, and even gave you massages.

His hands were always on you. Miguel wanted to make sure he could always feel you caring for his child. Whether it was giving you a foot massage or just touching your belly. Miguel was just excited to have twins.

You were giving him twins.

"Miguel...what about work?" You asked tiredly as you tried to get off the bed.

Miguel glanced up at you, carefully pulling you down. His head buried against your neck as he rubbed your belly. Soft kisses against your neck as he tried to feel the baby.

"You come first. The baby comes first," Miguel whispered, "Today is going to be about you."

"Awe, Miguel~" You cooed, "Can we...get breakfast first? I'm hungry,"

"Of course,"

Miguel was careful to help you up, staring at your large belly. His lips twitched into a smirk as he saw the babies kick. His hands roaming your stomach, wanting to feel. You were carrying the future of humanity.

"Hehe, who would have thought you'd be so loving~" You chuckled, putting your hands against his, "I'm a little jealous~"

"Don't be. Once our children are born, I'll be sure to give you more attention. How else are we to give them siblings?"

"Eep! Miguel!" You whined, covering your face against his chest.

Miguel rubbed your back, finding you adorable. You had already agreed to carry as many children as possible for Miguel. You had to be a good girl and give him everything he wanted. He had to wait so long for this...

And you were going to give it to him.

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When it was time for you to give birth, Miguel made arrangements to have the birth at his place. He hired the personal doctor and some nurses and got all of the equipment that they needed.

It was too risky to have you give birth at a hospital. Miguel didn't want to risk anything happening to his children or you. With all the enemies he had...Miguel made sure to keep you a secret.

"Ah!!" You cried out.

Holding your hand, Miguel watched as the doctors helped you. Your grip was tight, it almost hurt. If Miguel were a normal human then you might have broken his hand. Oh, how great it was to have you give birth to his babies.

His super human babies.

Listening to you crying as you pushed, Miguel tried to comfort you. After a few more pushes, you were a panting mess as the room was filled with crying.

"That's my girl," Miguel kissed your head, more focused on the twins.

The doctors and nurses cleaned the two babies before giving them to both you and Miguel. Miguel's eyes sparkled as he stared at the two crying children. You were laughing tiredly,

"Look, Miguel. Our babies~" You cheered. Miguel gave you an honest smile, placing the two children in a special crib,

"Yes. Our babies. Now rest."

Dismissing everyone, Miguel finished taking care of you. He cleaned the bed and everything and washed you. You were sleeping soundly beside the crib with your two children. Miguel stroked your hair, staring at the twins.

"This is only the beginning, (Y/N)."

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Hope you enjoyed!!!!

[jistagrams]

who lasted the longest during nnn (no nut november) riize edition

bf!riize x afab!reader

warnings: suggestive, slight smut, pet names, soft dom! / hard!dom type shit for them all🤭🤭, eunseok calls u whore & slut, oral (both r receiving) , degradation if u squint, praising, fluff, lmk if I missed any

shotaro: 26 days

shotaro def tried to last longer than anyone in riize, only cus he has control and him being so busy with his schedule he didn’t have much time to see you or even get off by himself 😭, but once he saw you he literally went batshit crazy. like YOU in THAT outfit? he couldn’t take it anymore, had to have you right in that second.

“taro calm down..” you whined underneath him, “cant, fuck” one hand gripping onto your waist as the other rubbed your clit deliciously, throwing out compliments. “you take me so good you know that? shit, baby stop clenching, m’ gon-“ he moaned loudly as he came, falling down onto you. twitching slightly.

eunseok: 23 days

he was doing so good, keeping himself busy with his schedule like shotaro and hanging out with friends, shit he even made fun of his friends who lost during the first few weeks, he was excited to see you on thanksgiving since it’s been so long, thinking it would be a cute and adorable reunion. but oh was he so wrong. He didn’t expect to have his dick down your throat in his childhood room.

“such a fucking slut, just wants my dick in you at all times.” he grunted out as he held you down on it, gripping onto your hair with both hands to fuck your throat, tears fell down as he laughed slightly. “whore.” He grumbled while throwing his head back and letting go of your hair to let you do the rest of the work.

sungchan: 10 days

yeah, ten days, during those 10 days he was acting all cocky and laughing at his friends who lost before him, saying how they can’t keep it in their pants, meanwhile the whole time he was fighting DEMONS to keep his in his pants. kinda hard to when he lives with his wonderful partner, who just so happened to not be participating in nnn, (And who also didn’t want him to participate..)

“sungieeee~” you cooed while getting in his lap, he looked at you confused, “what’s up baby?” He held your hips almost immediately when you plopped down onto him, just great, just exactly what he needed. you started to grind on him softly, his eyes went wide as you placed your arms around his neck. “yn.. did you forget?” he sighed softly, the feeling was too good to stop you, “you don’t even win anything out of this” you whined quietly. he threw his head back, perfect to kiss his neck. “maybe I could lose just this once”

wonbin: 3 days

reason he only lasted 3 days was cause of you and the way you were acting, he was getting too cocky during October saying “oh ima win nnn for sure, bet u won’t even last a minute” and so on and so on, so you decided to test him, see if he could really pass nnn. It started off with small touches, small pecks that weren’t really small pecks instead they were long makeout sessions leaving him after touching him like you were deprived. This kept going till he couldn’t handle it anymore,

“think it’s cute to tease me?” he laughed softly as he slid two fingers in, setting a fast pace already. “bin, need you” you begged him as you held onto the hand that was between your thighs, he scoffs at your begging and goes faster than the original pace, “think im gonna reward you with my dick after all your teasing? your funny”

seunghan: 0 days

bro didn’t even get to start it, was already fucking on Halloween, definitely was the member in riize that was getting bullied for not even lasting a day.

“slow down fuck seung” you gasped, gripping onto his hair, “gon fuck you into the next day, yeah? you would like that wouldn’t you?” he laughed while putting your legs up to your chest, “your gunna fail nnn already” you let a breathy chuckle out whole pointing to clock next to the bed, “don’t care, at least I can do this everyday”

sohee: 4 days

idk I feel like he wouldn’t even try to participate, his sex drive isn’t just isn’t as crazy as most people, he could probably go like 5 days max without sex but you on the other hand? you always want him, any type of way. so obviously you were the one to break his “streak”

“your so needy baby” he cooed while kissing your face, holding your hand as he slid in, “can’t help it” you whined softly, tightening your grip on his hand. “your too handsome, makes me want you” he blushed and giggled at your word, he gets so geeked when you call him handsome <3

anton: 30 days

he took this sersiously guys, told you and himself that if he lost he was gonna leave riize. Said he didn’t wanna be teased for losing so he took the long measures to win, this means he literally avoided you like the bubonic plague. Oh you wanted to kiss him? Sure but nothing more than a peck, You wanted a hug? a small side hug will do, you were needy? Well…he could make some arrangements, can’t let his baby suffer like him <3

“you sure you don’t want anything in return?” you asked him, holding the hand in between your legs, softly rubbing his head with your other hand. “cant lose baby” he replied. “not even getting anything out of it” you mumbled, “uh yeah, satisfaction of winning” he spoke like it was obvious.

[reallyromealone]

Hello there!

I thought of a cute scenario a couple days ago and wanted to send it to you then but your asks were closed. So here I am, ominously crawling out of the bushes like some Lovecraftian horror to ask you this.

Can you write Bonten with a child reader that makes them something during arts and crafts class!

Like; a warped modeling clay ashtray for Takeomi, a too small felt eyepatch for Kakucho, a messily beaded bracelet that spells "kill all traitors" for Sanzu, a dried mochi made of playdough for Mochizuki, a papermache name placard for Koko's desk, a poorly drawn picture of a dog for Rindou, a construction paper card for Ran and a macaroni heart for Mikey.

You can do all of them, one of them, a few of them and even none of them; whatever you're comfortable with.

Please and thank you, regardless of if you decide to write this or not; you just reading it was a kind enough gesture to be honest. Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

Absolutely this is adorable

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Father's day.

Something Bonten didn't think about before (name), the three year old starting preschool and boy did he have his work cut out for him.

Thankfully they were doing many fathers day activities in his preschool, the Bonten men putting in crazy money for the highest education thru could give their little one.

"Hewr papa, a neck-o-lass" (name) said handing Koko a painted macaroni necklace that was frankly tragic looking but Koko thought it was absolutely precious.

"An ass-tray!" (Name) proudly presented the frankly fucked up looking ashtray to Takeomi as the men tried to not bust out laughing at what the boy said "Ash Tray (name), and thank you" (name) smiled at the praise and the head pat before going to the next father in the list: Mikey.

It was again macaroni art, on construction paper was a glittery macaroni mess shaped like a heart with a 'i Lov Yu papa!' At the bottom and Mikey silently cooed at it "thank you (name)" he said softly and (name) continued his mission.

"Moh-cheey for you papa!" (Name) handed Mochi a lump of clay with glitter and a smiley face on it "very unique bud, thank you" it was ugly as hell and it was in fact going on his home office desk.

"We made bacelets" (name) handed Sanzu a pipe cleaner bracelet with poorly put on beats and it was ill fitting but the words "cool papa" warmed his heart "thank you.." when he had the chance he planned to replace it with a more durable bracelet strap.

He wanted to keep this forever.

Bonten tried not to laugh at Kakuchos gift, a poorly shaped felt eyepatch glued together.

"For your ouchie!"

"...thanks..."

"Ok this is being used for work" Koko said holding the cardboard name plate with "papa" written in crayon and stickers on it.

"This is going on the fridge!" Rindō said at the shitty drawing of their dog Coconut, looked like a bunch of scribbles but the "Koko-nut" on top dignified what it was.

Ran followed with his construction paper card and (name) beamed at their praise "now, why don't we go out to eat, hm?"

[sethsclearwater]

poly!paulxreaderxjared where they tag team edge her until she’s crying since they’re both just a little crazy but in the best way

PLEASE THOSE TWO ARE NUTS TOGETHER💀💀

...

"jared please-" you sobbed, whimpering loudly as paul removed his fingers from your pussy so you wouldn't be able to cum despite the fact that you literally thought you were going to explode if you didn't.

both boys just let out laughs at your whines, already knowing you were so deep in the subspace they'd have to spend even longer than normal with their aftercare.

"babe," jared started with a smile on his face that had you thinking for a moment that he might let you cum, "you were being a brat earlier, gotta take your punishment like a good girl, yea?" he asked, his question sending another wave of tears rolling down your cheeks as you tried to figure out just how much longer this was going to last.

paul laughed at your tears, taking his thumb and gently brushing them away from your cheeks, "you've still got," he started, grabbing his phone to check the timer on his phone that they had set when they first started edging you about 2 hours prior, "5 more minutes bunny," paul mused, smiling at you when you let out another loud whine, not sure how they expected you to hold back your orgasm for that much longer.

"gotta let us play with that tight little pussy of yours for 5 more minutes, yea babe? then we might let you cum," jared cooed, his use of the word 'might' sending another wave of tears down your cheeks that had both boys laughing again.

"lay down on top of paul, yea? gonna fuck that pussy of yours for the last few minutes," he mused, chuckling as paul laid down next to you and both boys helped you straddle paul's lap, their combined releases from earlier in the night dripping down your thighs.

"you're something else," jared teased as he lifted your hips up while paul lined the tip of his cock up with your aching entrance, pulling you down so paul was fully sheathed inside of you. both you and paul let out loud groans at the action and you immediately collapsed onto paul's chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you and hold you close.

"alright take a deep breath babe," jared instructed as he got himself situated behind you, lining his cock up with your stuffed entrance, the tip just barely brushing against you and paul.

you let out a loud whimper but complied none-the-less, just eager to finally cum after being edged for the past 2 hours. as you exhaled, jared pushed himself inside you, all of you letting out loud moans as your pussy was stretched to the limit as both him and paul made sure they were buried in you as deep as they could.

"such a good bunny," paul praised, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, both boys at least having the decency to give you a few moments to stretch around them before moving, "just 2 more minutes bun," he added, sliding one hand up to thread his fingers through your hair and gently scratch at your scalp.

"alright i think she's ready, yea?" jared asked paul, already knowing you wouldn't be able to give him any kind of coherent answer because of how deep they had you in the subspace.

paul nodded, pressing one more kiss to your hair before jared pulled his hips back to thrust into you. both boys quickly set a steady rhythm of alternating thrusts, ensuring that you were always full of at least one of them while they fucked you.

you couldn't have been more of a moaning, sobbing mess as they continued to pleasure you, "almost there bunny," paul gritted out after a minute of their thrusting, "you gonna cum on our cocks when that timer goes off?" he asked and you blubbered out some incoherent response that both boys easily understood to be you saying yes.

"such a good girl," jared praised, not stopping his rough thrusts as he leaned down to press a kiss to your shoulder, straightening up to his full height when the timer went off, "cum on our cocks babe," he ordered and you didn't need to be told twice, immediately letting the coil that had been tightening in your belly for the past 2 hours snap.

your pussy tightened around both boys so tight they could barely move, instead just forcing them to spill their releases into you as well as they also met their highs.

it took both boys a few minutes to begin coming down from their orgasms, both slowly running their hands up and down your sides and back as they coaxed you back down.

you took even longer than they did to come down, slowly allowing your eyes to flutter open so you could peek up at paul after a few minutes, "hey princess," paul cooed, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, "did such a good job," he praised, offering your hips a gentle squeeze as jared leaned down to press a soft kiss to your temple.

"now let's get you cleaned up so we can cuddle for a little bit, yea?" jared asked, both boys already knowing it'd be taking the rest of the night to get you out of the subspace.