#dirty suc

[aullandote-noches-de-luna-llena]

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[ogmensch]

[outerspace-iiinnerspace]

I haven't even finished rereading the first book so maybe I have no idea what I'm talking about but I feel like half the problems with the saga of seven suns have to do with the fact that it's split across an incredibly wide but shallow set of povs, Which sucks because that is also the best part of the series!!

I love getting multiple views on events, looking thru the eyes of characters who aren't going to be relevant in 20 pages, seeing the convoluted political stuff from all sides, and like so much more but the fact the story is SO big yet spread SO thin makes it shallow in a really disappointing way. You could make a whole seven book series out of JUST Raymond and Basil, or JUST the Ildiran stuff or JUST Margaret and co or Rlinda. I want the spacefaring gourmand adventures of Rlinda Kett so bad. Instead you get these little glimpses and altogether these glimpses do make up a really complex and exciting story, and I wouldn't even want to cut it down much because how far it sprawls is a huge part of the appeal.

But! At least this means we don't have to spend chapters and chapters with like, General Lanyan or whoever.

[mommynott]

Slick Surfaces

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Your first date with the hockey player ends up back at the ice rink and things seem to get a little slippery, not that you or Theo are complaining. This is my hockey!theo series. If you haven’t already, head over to the first part!

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, Chars 18+, modern AU, pro hockey au, hockey!theo, nipple play, teasing, oral, pussy eating, masturbation, mutual orgasm, praising, dirty talk, semi-public, Theo being the munch he is

"Come on, you'll see…" Theo held a sly grin on his chiseled face, leading you into the empty ice rink. The dim lighting casts a dark and romantic ambiance over the vast space. You two had just finished a dinner date and Theo had surprisingly brought you to the arena. Why are we here?

Following him, a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty lingered within you. "Seriously, why are we here?" You asked through a cute giggle, scanning the space around.

Your voices echoed around the rink, he was leading you up the stairs of the bleachers, the chilliness evoking something between you both. “I’m going to show you…Just how fun hockey can be…” Your heart skipped a beat, was this going to lead to something?

Theo continued walking you toward the top of the bleachers, his smirk growing wider as he guided you onto the highest tier. "See…" His ocean blues met with yours while he gestured towards the ice. "…just the two of us…In the rink…No one around to interrupt us…"

It was obvious Theo was hinting at something more but fuck. You didn’t mind it. Not in the least. The date you two had together was absolutely perfect. Better than you could have even imagined.

“You’re right…just us two…” Whispering back to him, you could hear the sultry tone dripping out with ease. Theo reached out and took your hand in his, lacing his fingers through yours before scooting closer to you.

Not many people would think that a hockey arena could be romantic…sexy… but Theo did. In fact, bringing a girl here and ravishing her was a fantasy he always had. He just had to play his cards right…”You have the most beautiful eyes, Tesoro…” He husked, his face growing closer to yours.

At this point, you swore you could hear your heart pounding in your damn head. “You really think so?” Theo’s gaze flickered between your own, that same sly grin twitching on his lips.

“Oh, I know so…”

A low and deep growl rolled smoothly from his lips. His Italian accent seeming more prominent. But he didn’t hesitate any longer. Theo had been holding off the whole date. —Which was extremely difficult in the first place.

His free hand cupped your cheek roughly before smashing his soft lips to yours. Fuck. “Cazzo- Your lips…so fuckin’ soft.” Murmuring between the kiss, his tongue teased the crease of your lips, practically begging for an entrance.

“F-fuck” The softest little whimpers escaped your throat while the steamy kiss deepened into an intense make-out. Theo’s needy cock was rock fucking hard already, your panties a dampened mess.

Snaking his hand from your cheek, he wrapped it within your silky smooth locks, pressing you closer to him. But the other hand? It remained locked with yours. Feeling his thumb slowly grazing over your soft flesh. “You taste fuckin’ divine, bambina…”

The foreign pet name skated from his lips, both of your breathing getting heavier as the sensual yet rough make-out session only seemed to escalate. Theodore slowly began to lay you back against the cold metal bleacher.

“As do you, Theo…” your voice breathy and light, Theo could already smell the arousal wafting all around you. Only kicking his animalistic instincts into overdrive. His lips sloppily trailed down from your own. Across your cheek…

“Let…”

His hungry kisses fell from your cheek to your jawline. Taking his tongue and dragging it from the end of your lobe all the way down to your chin.

“…Me…”

A shiver ran down your spine, goosebumps pricking down your body as he swiftly dropped his mouth to the side of your neck. Sucking and teasing your sensitive skin. Surely leaving little love bites on his journey.

“…Taste…”

Soft moans were now freely spilling from your swollen lips, tilting your head to the side, giving Theodore better access to you. Your hair sprawled across the grey metal. He licked down to your collarbone, his free hand reaching up to grab one of your breasts, firmly massaging it as he groaned from the feeling.

“…All of you-“

Those dead eyes of his seemed to grow darker by the second, staring up at you as the hand that once locked with yours rubbed up and down your thigh. Waiting for your answer, knowing this could be risky.

“Please…gods- please fucking taste me.” Aching, begging Theo for more, you could see the smirk growing wider on his face. The dim lighting of the rink casting an orange glow across his features.

“That’s my girl.” Those words made your stomach do a backflip. His girl. Fuck. With that, Theodore yanked down your V-neck. Your lace bra on display but he quickly dug your tits right out. His mouth fell all over them, eagerly finding your swollen and perked nipples.

Trying to keep quiet for the low chance someone would walk into the rink at this hour, your back arched while your fingers playfully tugged at his brown waves.

You could feel his tongue flicking one nipple while his fingers twisted and tugged on the other. “Be loud for me, bambina…” He husked against your tits, now letting your moans naturally flow out.

Theo started to do a sucking motion with his mouth, your nipple swelling up as the pleasure began to bubble within you. No words could be made out, simply just taking in all the hockey player had to offer you. His. You were his tonight. And no one would stop him from devouring you. No one.

He sat up for a moment, looking down at the sloppy hickies plastered all over those perfect tits of yours. A prideful yet dangerous grin painted over his face before he took both hands, flapping up your mini skirt. “W-what are you-“

Your words cut off the second Theo softly dragged his pointer finger down your soaked lace panties. “Needy are we?” —God. Fuck yes I am. Your body shuddered beneath him at the tease. Feeling his fingers creeping over the side of the material.

“-Little bit…”

Cooing out, you couldn’t help but softly laugh at your own words. It was clear as day that you were a fucking wet mess for Theo. He clicked his tongue against his teeth, taunting you with his devilish stare.

“Only a little bit….huh, Tesoro?” Smirking down at you, his eyes never left yours. His jaw clenched momentarily just as he ripped your panties to the side so roughly that the material tore, the sound rippling around you both.

Theodore’s gaze dropped to your leaky little slit, glistening on full display for the player. His brows furrowed while his lips parted. Weakly falling to his knees as if he was in a trance from your pussy. —He was.

“Okay…Maybe a lot a bit.” Another seductive giggle freed from you, spreading your legs apart for him. The way he admired you, melted for you, had you going fucking wild.

“Cazzo…You have such a pretty pussy…”

Breathing his thoughts aloud, he let his slick fingers tease down your wet cunt. Seeing just how turned on he had gotten you. The compliment was swirling in your mind, feeling your ego get a major boost from it. “Do I now?”

Bucking your hips toward him, you let your own hands squeeze your breast together, his bottom lip dropping more. “-Fuck yes.” Speaking so quickly, he was aching to taste you. All of you. With ease, he threw his team hoodie right off, handing it to you.

“Here…For your head. want you to be comfortable and relaxed, Bella.” Smirking, he watched as you took the hoodie. His thick cologne still wafting around it. Feeling the apples of your cheeks flush, as dirty and raunchy as this moment was he still had a sweet side. A soft spot for you.

Laying the hoodie underneath your head, Theo nodded in approval. “Thank you, you’re-“ Again, you had gotten cut off, your body going into a euphoric shock.

Slapping your thighs even further apart, Theo immediately buried his face between your legs. Hearing a pleasurable groan mumble through your warmed core. “Fuck!—“ You cried out, feeling his tongue vastly dance around your swollen little bud.

God, he was fucking good. Already so fucking good. “Just as I expected…” Theodore trailed off, swirling his tongue teasingly around your clit purposefully.

“…You taste fucking delectable…deliziosa-“ He growled into your soaked flesh, finally flicking his tongue slowly across your clit. His stare burned up into yours. Watching your every reaction. Hearing those loud moans of yours was giving him all of the confirmation.

Progressively, he licked faster, snaking one of his hands down to his jeans to unzip them, pulling out his throbbing cock. “Fuckin’ Hell…”

The groan that guttered from his lungs, along with his bicep muscle flexing like crazy, you knew he was pleasing himself, getting off to eating you out. “Gods— That’s fuckin’ hot”

Whining out through your loud moans, your hand gripped tighter in his hair. Theo quickly took your other hand in his, interlocking your fingers together as he pressed his face further into you.

“That’s it, Tesoro…Use your words…Tell me how good it feels...How much I turn you on”

Speaking through his laps, his tongue was twisting and swirling in unimaginable ways. Little did you know, Theodore was spelling his name with his tongue. Over and over again. “I-it’s so good! Fuck— You’re so good!”

The sounds of Theo’s hand slapping up and down his massive length were only fueling your arousal. With each praise you gave him, the faster he seemed to go.

“—Mmmm” Theo was absolutely slurping you up, his lips suctioned right around your clit, keeping them parted ever so slightly so his tongue could flick with great speed. Sending your body in a vortex of desire and ecstasy. “Just like that- Fuck, Theo!”

Your moans were now turning into screams, his hand stroking up his precum-covered cock even faster than before. But never once did he remove that darkened ocean gaze from you. Taking you all in.

Sucking a tad bit harder on your little bud, you could feel your legs start to tremble, the pleasure dripping over the edge. But not just for you. For Theo too. “Finish with me, bambina-“ He spoke into your drenched folds, squeezing the hand he was holding as he jerked himself off faster and faster.

“Yes!- Yes!- Fuck!” Throwing your head back, your thighs closed against his head, heaven washing over you.

An earth-shattering orgasm hit you, feeling your wetness squirt out onto Theo’s tongue. At the same exact time, Theo’s groans rumbled against your drenched flesh, his seed spilling out all over his hand while he quivered from his own orgasm.

But he didn’t stop. No. His tongue lapped up your sweet nectar. Drinking all of your delicious juices up as if he had just walked through a desert and was quenching his thirst.

“T-Theo! Fuck— I-I’m so sensitive! Please-“

Your entire body convulsed while he munched down on you, slowing his pace and his tongue moving in longer strokes. A deep chuckle heard from him, he was loving this. The sensitivity he had given you. Reaching his cum covered hand to your mouth, he finally pulled away for a moment.

“Open, Bella.” A demanding tone released as he spoke. You didn’t even think about it. Wrapping your lips around his smeared fingers, tasting his sticky seed.

Watching as you bobbed your head up and down his fingers seductively he could hardly contain it. “Such a good girl…Cazzo…you’re too fuckin’ sexy.” Through a growl, he smacked down a few messy kisses along your thighs. “I can’t believe we just did that…”

You whispered, biting back a giggle, the afterglow starting to hit you as you let out a happy sigh. Theodore was about to reply when suddenly a loud boom of the main doors opening and closing was heard, followed by a few distanced voices.

“Fuck! Come on!” He whispered in a panic while he helped you put yourself together, shoving his cum covered cock back in his pants. Grabbing your hand, Theo led you over to the other side of the bleachers, careful to not get caught by whoever had roamed into the brisk rink.

Both of you getting a rush of adrenaline, but even through that rush, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him. Even through the anxious feelings. You knew the fun had only just begun.

Pt.2 hehehehe Theo just LOVES munching on us in every au Istg, @amiableness had the best idea and I love watching it slowly come to life🥹 Next part maaaay contain some locker room fun for a little good luck 👀

Love my smut sluts, as always asks and requests are open💋

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[yearning-for-autumn]

Azriel NSFW Alphabet

A/N: Literally no one asked for this, also I may have gone a bit overboard so like if anyone who knows me sees this no you didn't.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Azriel is king of the princess treatment. Whilst he is rough in bed, he is gentle and sweet with you once it’s all over, he’ll run his hands softly down your body whispering how well you did, how good you were for him. Then he’ll scoop you up and run you both a bath, getting in with you to wash your hair and hold you.

Butterfly kisses….enough said.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Azriel is an ass guy, he likes boobs but he will always admire a shapely bum. He loves to grab it, slap it, rub soothing circles on it as he fucks you. He loves to have you bounce up and down on his cock facing away from him as well so he can watch it jiggle. To a lesser extent, he loves your neck as well, he loves to leave hickies to stake his claim…possessive Illyrians…

His favourite body part of his own is probably his wings. He’s a bit smug about the fact he has the biggest wingspan of his brothers, and on a sadder note he is just thankful he can use them, that he learnt to fly and the freedom they represent for him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

This man cums heavy. Like…it’s going to be dripping from you. He loves coming over your arse, watching those stripes of white paint your red backside.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Azriel doesn’t really like to admit, but he is pretty touch starved. He doesn’t allow many people to touch his wings but the first time you did he came almost immediately. It took a little while for him to build up some stamina with you in that area. 

On a dirtier note…Azriel has a bit of a fantasy of fucking you in the same room as Cassian and Nesta. He loves how feisty Nesta is, knowing she’s a bit of a brat for Cassian. He wants to show off how much of a good girl you are for him, make Cassian Jealous that he can do absolutely anything to you and you’ll thank him for it. He also wants to see you fuck Nesta…whilst he fucks Cass. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Azriel is very experienced. He has had a lot of lovers over the years but he is not very experienced in having a long term relationship. That being said, he has taken subs before and is very confident in his abilities to practise BDSM safely and sanely. He takes your comfort very seriously and has experience with many different wants and needs.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Honestly any, but he loves sitting up with you in his lap, either bouncing you up and down on his cock, or having your back pressed against his chest as he cradles you and rubs your clit until you cum. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be if he thinks you’re really nervous but mostly he’s in the zone. When he fucks you, he does it right, and he’s concentrating on your pleasure…(or punishment).

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps things neat down there but he’s not completely hairless. He doesn’t have a preference on whether you choose to shave or not.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Azriel can turn on the romance if need be, but his expertise lies in being a dom, he’s not not romantic…but he’s definitely not sweet and gentle with you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Azriel masturbates quite frequently. He’s got a high sex drive and so when you’re away or he’s on a mission he won’t think twice before taking himself in his hand. He’s also a fan of masturbating together, and loves pumping his thick cock to the sight of you rubbing your clit, head thrown back in self made ecstasy. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

DDLG - I’m a firm believer in daddy!az, he loves to spoil you, he’s not a brat tamer but you’re such a good girl for him that he doesn’t have to be. 

Breeding - I think this is an Illyrian trait that he’s a little ashamed of. He loves pumping you full of cum, and pushing it back in. It gets him all hot and bothered to whisper in your ear how hot he thinks you would look full with his child.

Spanking - This male just can’t leave your ass alone…if your butt is out it’s getting slapped. He loves taking you over his knee, panties on at first then spanking you hard until you soak through the fabric.

Dom/Sub - I think he can switch, and does enjoy subbing occasionally, but mostly likes to see your submission to him. He likes the quiet submission, doing up your shoes, cooking you dinner because you’re just his little girl and need him to help you. He also likes to have you kneel at his side whilst he works, head resting on his knee.

This might be a bit out of pocket but I also think he has a teeny bit of a piss kink, but he keeps this to himself unless you are very adventurous. Look SJM said he was a freak alright but everyones afraid to make him really freaky…..

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s quite a private male so nowhere you’re likely to get caught. He can be swayed…but it’s at your own risk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly anything turns him on. You could walk past him and he would grab you by the hips, pull you to his chest and ask if you want to play. What really turns him on though is when you initiate. When you crawl into his lap, all shy like, bat your eyelashes and ask him…daddy, can we play? Cauldron, he’ll be hard before you’ve finished asking.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Azriel isn’t into hurting you too much. He finds scratching, blood play, and anything unnecessarily rough too far and he won’t do it unless you eased him into it. His hard no is fire, anything to do with it, candles and wax play…he won’t go there at all. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Look, the man is a giver and is good at it, but god does he love a blowjob. Give Azriel a blow job. He wants it. He’d reward you so good for it. He’s gonna cradle your head and stroke your hair while you do it. Please.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If it’s a special occasion he might take his time with you, fuck you all romantic, turn on the romance so to speak. But he really prefers to set the pace quite quick, it gets him off better and it probably gets you off better too.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh yeah. He’s ready to go at any moment. And he’s got a busy job. Rhys asks him to do things on pretty short notice sometimes and he’s not leaving without a quick fuck. But he won’t do anything particularly kinky unless he’s got time for aftercare, he’s discussed what he wants from it, and has your input on everything involved. Your quickies are more like quick vanilla sex, you love it though, any Azriel is good for you. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Azriel would not be the kinky male he is if he wasn’t down to experiment. If you have something new for him to try he’s absolutely game, just don’t spring it on him before he’s going away or he’ll be a grumpy boy.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Mm Azriel will last long, but if you touch his wings…man’s going to come prematurely and be sulky about it for the rest of the night. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes. Azriel has floggers, paddles, ropes, vibrators, (bunny ears and a bunny tail buttplug….). He loves to dress you up. And he’s not shy about using toys to enhance your pleasure. He draws the line at making a mould of his own penis though..and you have asked.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a massive tease. He’s a condescending, teasing, smug asshole. But if you are desperate enough he will grant you relief. He will also listen seriously if you tell him you’re not in the mood for teasing. He only wants to tease if he knows you’re into it. This is why safewords exist guys. Also, and I can’t stress this enough, I firmly believe he would only tease in the bedroom, he’s not one of these guys that wants to see you mad and gets a kick out of it, I find that kind of man repulsive lowkey.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Let. Azriel. Be. Loud. In. Bed. Quiet in the streets, loud in the sheets baby. But anyway yeah he moans a lot, talks a lot, wants you to know how much you turn him on. And he wants you to be the same. He’s not happy until you’re screaming.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Azriel pretends to be cocky about his body but he’s actually a bit embarrassed about getting fully naked around people. This goes away quite quickly when you start worshipping it with your mouth though–

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Big boy…massive boy…he’s girthy and he’s long and Rhys and Cassian can only look and weep.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High. He wants you all the time, everyday. The mating frenzy was exhausting, I hope your pussy survived.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Look he’s a male, orgasms make him sleepy, but he won’t sleep until you’re tucked up beside him and comfortable. Mans not happy until his baby’s happy.

[hees-mine]

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞! - 𝐋.𝐡𝐬

𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 ⚥ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: smut, blowjob, dirty talk, cum eating.

You were in your room on your computer getting some work down when your boyfriend came up behind you, massaging your shoulders and leaning down to press kisses on your neck.

“Hey, hee,” you say, giving him not even a fraction of the attention he wanted from you.

“Hey baby,” he whispers, moving more hair out of the way to kiss more of your neck. Ignoring whatever you were doing on your computer, he swivels your chair around, making you come face to face with his hardened length hidden beneath his underwear. “How about you pay attention to me instead?” he cups your cheek and strokes it with his thumb. “After all, you are free for me to use whenever I please.” you nod softly, already going dumb from the way he speaks to you.

Your hands race to pull his cock out of the small hole in his boxers. Whimpering from the sight of his long dick, you admire every inch of his hard cock gripping his base roughly. You hear him hiss above you, and you look up at him innocently, tapping his sticky precum-stained head on your pursed lips.

“Are you just gonna stare all day, or are you gonna suc-“ his words are cut off the instant your warm lips wrap around his sensitive tip.

“Good girl,” he whispers, lifting up his shirt around his waist so he could watch you sink down on his cock inch by inch. “Take it deeper. I know you can.” obeying his words, you take half of him in your mouth, the other half still uncovered as you tease him. “Deeper baby, like the other night when you couldn’t stop gagging around me.” after hearing his words, you force him down the back of your throat, gagging just the way he wanted you to. His eyes roll back in his head, deep breaths falling from his parched lips.

You bob your head soft, wet sounds, taking up the once quiet bedroom.

You can’t help but moan around his dick. The feeling of having him deep down your throat never ceases to make you a whiny, dripping mess for him. You loved his cock, and you were ready to take it any time, no matter which one of your needy little holes he chose.

“You love taking dick huh?” He smirks, looking down at you while you eagerly suck his rod. “Love it so much you’d just let me give it to you any and everywhere.” He smoothed down your hair while you inhaled his cock like your life depended on it. “Bet you’d suck me off in public, yeah, 'cause you just can’t go a moment without my cock?” You nod eagerly, and he grins. “Always so cock drunk” You were literally throbbing from his words, panties soaked as you gagged around his length, choking on his tip every time he went so deep that your throat bulged. “That’s right, my pretty girl, keep sucking me off til I cum in your precious little throat.”

You don’t even think about stopping for a breather despite the lack of oxygen and the spit bubbling around your lips you continue to suck him off his deep groans making you wetter by the second.

“Fuck! Baby, you always know how to make me feel so fucking good” his eyelids dropped, mouth hung open, taking deep breaths every time you took it balls deep. “Gonna fuck your little throat so good” he grips the side of your head, fingers carding through your hair, and you stop bobbing your head, letting him take full control as he wildly bucks his hips drilling your wet mouth reputedly.

Your eyes roll in the back of your head, drool spilling down your exposed chest, and no matter how much the room feels like it’s spinning, the only thing you can do is moan and gag around him cause you were nothing but a slut for his cock.

“So fucking tight,” he grunted, loving the little sounds you made when his tip brushed your tonsils. “Gonna fucking cum baby shit- feels so good fuck” he throws his head back, chest rising and falling, and three more rough slams of his hips, he’s forcing you all the way down his length, keeping you still while he fills your insides with copious amounts of seed. “Go on, swallow it. I know you love it when I cum and dirty up that little mouth.”

You can only helplessly gag and moan, going completely dumb as you gargle his cum and swallow it all down in one go.

He pulls out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for air after his abuse to your sore throat. “Good job,” he whispers, bending down and nuzzling your cheek as he presses a soft kiss on your lips.

You hum in satisfaction, happy to let him use you any and every time he wants to.

He gently picks you up from your chair, closing your laptop, and laying you down in bed. “I’ll be right back,” he says softly, going to make you some tea for your throat like he wasn’t the one that made it sore in the first place. “Drink this.” he blows on the steamy liquid before giving you a sip, and you smile tiredly at him.

After you finish your tea, he cleans you up and wraps you in his arms. “Get some rest, love.” he kisses your forehead as you slowly drift off in his warm embrace.

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[voiqdays]

Count on me | jjk

You find comfort in your best friend, in ways you shouldn’t.

pairing(s): best friend! jungkook x fem! reader

wc: 1.5k

content warnings: unprotected sex (pls don’t be dumb like them) dry humping, dom!jk, dirty talk, overstim, kinda soft ngl, pure filth (who’s surprised), reader is kinda strong? spanking, choking, after care at the end, oh n reader goes dumb on his dick !!

“He cheated on me.. with some other girl,” you sobbed into your best friend’s arms. Jungkook slowly caressed your hair to comfort you. “He didn't deserve you anyway. You were too good for him,” Jungkook said in a cold tone. You pulled back from his arms, looking up into his eyes. 

“Don’t say that. There were many good things in our relationship.” You defended your ex-boyfriend even though you knew you shouldn’t. 

“Oh yeah? like what?” Jungkook questioned, tilting his head to the side. Immediately you start thinking of things to say, but nothing pops up in your brain. There isn't a single good reason. 

“I- i don’t know,” you said in a sad tone, looking down at your hands. Jungkook chuckled as his gaze on you became more intense. “I promise I can treat you way better than that idiot.” 

At his words, your head snaps up, staring into his gorgeous eyes. Jungkook glances down at your lips, then back at your eyes. You do the same to him. He leans forward, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. You feel breathless as Jungkook wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he hovers over you. 

Your hips buck up into his, trying to create some friction. You felt so needy. You just needed to feel him. Jungkook began grinding his hips into yours, feeling his crotch press up against you through the material of your clothes. “K-kook, this is so.. wrong,” you whined as he left kisses across your jawline, going down to your neck, then back to your face. 

“Shh, baby, let me make you feel good.” Jungkook whispered against your lips before he pulled you in for another kiss. This one, more rough and needy. Fuck. This is wrong; he’s your best friend. He’s been your best friend ever since you were kids, but you can’t help feeling like this. You shut down all of your thoughts and decided to focus on your pleasure. 

Jungkook forced your lips open, letting his tongue slip past. His tongue moved with yours as he massaged your boob under your shirt. His finger teases your nipple as you moan into his mouth. Jungkook slowly detaches himself from your lips and starts kissing all over your body, moving down towards your pussy. “Are you sure about this?” he asks before he does anything else. You nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than to feel him. 

Jungkook tugs on the waistband of your shorts, sliding it down along with your underwear at once as he positions himself between your legs. He places a teasing kiss directly on your clit, his eyes looking at your face to see your reaction. He smirked as he saw you throw your head back in pleasure. 

Deciding not to tease you after everything you went through, he wraps his lips around your clit, making out with your pussy. Jungkook’s eyes fluttered shut, and with each lick, he savored you, moaning into your cunt at your sweet taste. Little moans slip past your lips as you buck your hips against his face. 

Jungkook hooked his arms under your legs, shifting his weight so he could press you deeper into the couch, using it as leverage to lap at your pussy harder. His mouth, alternating between sucking on your clit and slipping his tongue into your entrance. 

You whine as you feel your orgasm approaching. “Fuck, I’m cumming” you gasped as you felt your orgasm wash over you. Jungkook didn’t stop, he kept sucking, getting more and more desperate to feel you cum on his tongue once more. 

You cry out from the overstimulation, tugging on Jungkook's hair for him to stop. He didn’t give up until a few more licks on your abused clit. You lifted yourself up to lean on your elbows, watching as Jungkook kissed and sucked on your body. The sight is so filthy and erotic. You cupped his face in your hands, pulling him to capture your lips in a sloppy, needy kiss.

Jungkook pulled away from your lips, standing up to take his pants off. “Do you have any condoms in here?” You gasped, realizing you don’t have any left—your ex used the last one a few nights ago. “I don’t have any left; we can just go raw,” you said, slightly frustrated. 

“Are you sure?” Jungkook asks for confirmation, not wanting to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. This was seriously the best day of his life. Not only would he be able to be inside his best friend, who he had been in love with for years, but he would feel you raw too.

You nodded, pulling Jungkook back down to your lips. Jungkook settled back between your legs, grinding his hips into yours as you moaned into the kiss. 

“Jungkook..” you whine into his mouth. 

Jungkook pulled away, “Use your words, angel.”

Leaning over you, Jungkook wrapped your legs around his waist. He bit his lip as he jerked his dick off near your opening, preparing himself to slip right in. “I need you to fuck me. Please!" you say, desperately. Jungkook smiled, satisfied as he lined his dick up with your entrance, slowly pushing in. 

You moan out in pleasure at feeling him raw. You have never gone raw with anyone else before, so the fact that it's your best friend—someone you've had feelings for in secret since you were a child—made you feel safe. He would be the person you could trust the most to do this with.

Jungkook set a slow, painful pace. You cry out, begging him to go faster. You were so desperate to cum on his dick. The sounds that left your pretty lips only motivated Jungkook to go slower, teasing you more. He was torturing you. Mustering up whatever little bit of energy you had left, you flipped both of you over. Sitting on top of Jungkook’s lap, his surprised face makes you giggle. He always admired your sweet laugh. It’s like music to his ears. 

You slowly began moving your hips against his as you left love bites on his neck. Jungkook slips his hand behind you, grabbing a fistful of your hair as he starts pounding into you. He couldn't hold back anymore. Little grunts left his mouth as he sucked on your skin. The sounds of your skin slapping together echoing in the empty room. Jungkook lets go of your hair and brought his hand down to massage your ass before giving it a hard slap. 

He felt your pussy clench down on him, making him pull out. You whine at the loss of contact. “Flip over on your stomach, baby,” he says, out of breath. You laid down on your stomach, sticking your ass up into the air, creating a perfect arch. Jungkook groans out as he shoves his dick back into your cunt, immediately pounding into your sensitive pussy. “Kook, you feel so.. so good.”

“Oh yeah?” Jungkook said raspily as he tangled his hand into your hair, pulling your back against his chest. Jungkook wrapped his hand around your neck, blocking off your airway, just enough to make you feel ecstatic. “If I feel so good inside of you.. then cum,” he growled into your ear.

Jungkook slipped his free hand down to play with your neglected clit, making you cry out. The way he thrusts into you makes you go dumb on his dick; you can’t think straight. “Cumming,” you slurred, feeling your eyes roll back. Jungkook bites back his moans as he feels your cum around his dick. You cry out from overstimulation as you begin moving your hips back against his to make him come faster. Jungkook stills into your pussy, moaning out as he comes. Pulling out, Jungkook smacks your ass once more as he watches his cum leak out of you. “Fuck, that's so hot,” he says to himself as he leaves the room to run you a relaxing bath. 

You groan out as you feel Jungkook wrap his arms around your exhausted body. “Are you feeling better, baby?” Jungkook asked, concerned. You nodded tiredly. Jungkook felt sorrow for you as he looked at you with the softest eyes. He placed you down in the bath, turning around to walk out and give you some time alone, but you called out to him. “Jungkook. Can you stay? Please?” He looks back and fixes his weary eyes on yours. “Yeah, of course.”

He walked over to the bathtub, taking off the clothes he had put on when he had washed up. Jungkook slipped into the bathtub behind you as you comfortably laid your back against his chest. A comfortable silence began filling the room before you decided to break it. You turn around, gazing deeply into his eyes. “Kook, thank you.. for today.” 

Jungkook smiled softly, “you can always count on me. for anything.” He says as he cups both of your cheeks, pulling you close into a heartfelt kiss—a kiss you both needed. It was infused with passion and affection.

© voiqdays 2023

[smilingcrittersthingig]

Oops, I seem to have written a oneshot about Reborn Starstudent instead of reviewing for my exams…

Welp 🤷‍♀️

The way I feel about you

He stood atop a platform under a big hole, the chicken looked around the large cavelike area until his eyes drifted to the green rabbit who was across him.

“Hoppy!” he yelled, the rabbit looked up to meet his eyes

“Hoppy come on! Jump!” he encouraged her, holding his hand out for the rabbit.

He kept his sight directly at her while she jumped, he noticed that her spring was a bit small, his worry grew larger the moment he felt her paw brush against his, his eyes widened as he saw her get swallowed by the abyss.

“HOPPY!!!” he almost tried to go after her but he was grabbed and dragged by the blue elephant.

“WAIT HOPPY FELL DOWN—!!!” he tried struggling out of the elephant’s grasp.

“WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THAT, KICKIN! THEY’RE CATCHING UP!” he kept his grip on the chicken who was still reaching and yelling for the rabbit.

“HOPPY—!!!”

Kickin woke up in a cold sweat.

He clutched his chest, trying to steady his breathing and desperately resisting the tears coming out of his eyes.

He looked around his dark room, he didn’t like the dark. Kickin stood up from the bed after he calmed himself down, turning on the lights.

The chicken hugged himself, recalling the time with Hoppy. He fought back tears again before looking out the window. He needed to check up on her, he just felt he needed to.

Kickin walked out of the house and started to walk to Hoppy’s house, he just needed to make sure she was there, he needed to make sure she was alive. Just a quick glance, it’s not creepy, is it?

A raindrop dropped on his head with more following right after, it started raining. Great, just his luck. He ran through the rain, ignoring the mind tricks his brain gave him as he saw glimpses of scary figures and such.

He’s not gonna last through all this. His attention was immediately stolen by a light coming from one of the windows. It was from Bubba’s house, he’s still awake?

Kickin didn’t want to stay outside any longer, Hoppy’s house was still a distance away. He quickly walked to the front door and knocked on the door.

Silence

He knocked again, this time with rhythm.

Still Silence

He started banging on the door loudly. For someone having big ears, his hearing sure suc—

Bubba slammed the door open “Okay okay what—!?” His irritated expression immediately softened as his eyes landed on the chicken, shivering from the cold rain.

“Kickin-? What are you doing here?” the elephant asked, very confused about the appearance of his yellow friend.

“long story.. can i come in..?” he nervously rubbed his arm “Yeah- of course, come in” he moved out of the way and let Kickin inside his house.

Bubba quickly closed the door and ran to get a towel for Kickin. The chicken tried to shake the water off until he felt something soft get thrown at his face.

“I’m allowing you to step inside my house, not to dirty it.” he ruffled his wet feathers with the towel before Kickin slapped his hooves away.

“I can clean myself you know.” Kickin slightly glared at Bubba. “Can’t risk you making more of a mess here” he glanced at the trail of water.

The chicken quickly wiped himself off before sitting down on his couch, the elephant followed and sat beside him. “So… Are you going to explain why you’re here?”

“…I wanted to check up on Hoppy… But the rain held me back so I decided to rest up here.” he replied.

“oh” Bubba felt his chest sting. He noticed the fact that Kickin has gotten way more attached to Hoppy lately. They’ve always been a duo but he’s recently been closer to her than usual. He’s been suppressing his feelings about that.

“How about you? Why are you awake?” Kickin raised his eyebrow at Bubba. “I was reading a really interesting book” he answered which the chicken laughed in response to.

“Of course you did” he chuckled, Bubba found his cheeks warming up but looked away in an attempt to not be seen in that state.

“You don’t mind if I stay here until the rain goes away, do you?” the chicken asked, Bubba stayed silent for a bit before forcing a small smile. “Yeah… Of course”

Kickin smiles back before grabbing the remote near him “You got some cool shows here?” he turned on the TV. “Well I have some horror movies I can put on”

Kickin looked a bit hesitant “… I mean unless you don’t want to—“ “No! No I can watch it! Put on the scariest one!” he threw the towel aside and tried to pull a confident pose, but he didn’t look as proud as he usually would.

Bubba smirked “Really? Alright I’ll take you up on that then” he grabbed the scariest movie he had and put it on as he sat beside a Kickin who’s already regretting his decision.

Bubba watched the movie intently. He’s already watch this one and was looking closely at the details he might’ve missed.

He looked away from the screen to see how Kickin was doing, he was stiff as a stick with his eyes dreading the next loud sound. Bubba could only silently chuckle to himself while looking at the terrified chicken.

Then a jumpscare came up which caused Kickin to let out a scream and latch onto Bubba’s arm as he flinched, his face warming up from the sudden physical contact.

“… I-I mean that uh— You didn’t hear anything” he nervously laughed as he let go of the elephant’s arm. He quickly snapped back to reality and cleared his throat to stop his blushing.

“So much for being able to watch it hm?” he teased the chicken to ignore what he was currently feeling “Hey!” he glared at Bubba who chuckled in response.

They continued to watch the movie until it ended. Bubba found his ears drooping down, he didn’t exactly want the movie to end, not because he liked the movie, it just meant Kickin would be leaving afterwards since the rain has also gone away.

He let out a sigh “Alright I guess you have to get going no—“

He felt something lay on his shoulder. He turned his head and sees Kickin had fallen asleep right on him. He could feel his face warm up as he looked away in panic.

Okay Bubba you got this. Just wake him up and… let him leave. The elephant felt terrible, he hated this feeling. Why can’t he just be a good friend and be happy for him. Why is he so upset about this.

…Actually he already knows why he feels that way.

He looks at the chicken’s face again, he looked peaceful… It… It would be fine if he let him sleep in, right? It looked like he hasn’t been sleeping much anyways.

He knows he’s being selfish… He’s a selfish bastard.

He tried standing up to grab a blanket for Kickin but the chicken held onto his arm and refused to let go. Bubba stayed frozen for a couple seconds before sitting back down and letting Kickin sleep on his arm.

… He closes his eyes and lightly laid his head on Kickin’s.

He knows why he’s been feeling this way.

He liked Kickin.

[vpyre]

A Quick Taste

AO3 Link

Tags: gn!Reader/Copia, submissive/needy Copia, oral sex, he’s pathetic even when he’s getting his dick sucked, some dirty talk, backstage shenanigans, some ageplay undertones (Copia’s just a little guy), some scent/sweat kink

SOMEONE can’t keep from getting horny on stage, so it’s up to you to provide some quick intermission relief.

The intermission announcement echoes through the concert hall, and you sit up from where you’d been resting on the couch, enjoying Copia’s muffled- but still unquestionably lovely- singing from the other side of the wall. There’s the sound of a door opening and clattering footsteps. He sprints backstage and darts around like a madman. He’s looking for someone. Looking for you, if the prominent tent in his pants is any indication. You smile and roll your eyes, heart full of fondness for your poor, easily excited sweetheart.

“Copia! I’m over here!” You wave him over.

He stops in his tracks, perks up, then scurries over to the couch where you’re sitting. He’s definitely hard. You raise an eyebrow at him and his ears flush pink.

“Got too, ehhh, excited during the last song.” He chuckles sheepishly, fiddling with his gloves. “Do- do you mind if I- just really quickly- uhm…”

You grab the waistband of his jeans and yank him towards you. He yelps in surprise, grabbing your shoulders to catch his balance, ears burning red now.

Smiling up at him mischievously, you start undoing the laces of his pants. “Are you wearing underwear, or were you feeling like a whore tonight, Papa?”

He bites his lip and fidgets for a moment, looking down, avoiding your gaze. “I- I’m not,” he admitted. “I wanted to see if I could go the whole show without, uh…” he paused, then mumbled, “getting hard.”

“And what does that make you?” He says nothing, glancing nervously off to the side. You grab his chin firmly and force him to look at you. “Say it, amorino.”

“…A whore.”

You smile and let his face go with an affectionate pat. “Good boy. Now…” you murmur, running your hands slowly and deliberately down his chest, down his sides, following the dip of his waist and the swell of his hips. “Let’s see that pretty cock, sweet boy.”

He whines eagerly and his fingers dig into your shoulders as you pull the front of his jeans down. His dick springs free, stiff, flushed, and already leaking. Shooting him a roguish grin, you run a finger teasingly along the underside. He bites his lip and hums softly.

“My goodness, baby. You’re absolutely dripping,” you croon. “We’ll be done well before the end of intermission, I think. Now come a little closer, darling. I’m gonna clean you up a bit.”

He nods enthusiastically and inches closer, cock bobbing up and down, dribbling precum on your lap. Oh, your lovely, needy, perfect boy. You wrap your hand around the base and he takes a deep, shuddering breath, eyes fluttering closed as you lick gently at the tip in long, slow strokes. His precum is sweet, just like him. You savor the taste, swirling your tongue around his cockhead and pressing it into his slit. His breathing is ragged, and he moans so beautifully as you run your tongue down to the base, nosing at the soft, greying hair just above. You draw in a deep breath, nuzzling closer, savoring the heady, intoxicating scent of his sweat. You dip down to mouth at his balls, and the slight saltiness from his earlier exertions makes your mouth water. He groans, hips jolting, cock twitching as you fondle him with your tongue. When you gently suck them into your mouth, he lurches forward and whimpers out a rapturous “Oh-!” that burns through your veins and pools between your legs. Fuck, you love the sounds he makes.

You pull back with a quiet pop, then dive back in, licking hungrily at the sweat that still lingers. His blissful little sounds fill the air, a steady stream of gorgeous moans and gasps spilling from his mouth. His cock is stiff and drooling, a warm rivulet of precum rolling down the shaft and onto your cheek. Sathanas, he’s such a beautiful mess. You follow the flow back up with your tongue, ravenously lapping up every bit. You can’t help it; he just tastes so fucking good.

You close your lips around the tip and lave your tongue over his slit again and again and again, relishing every sweet drop that seeps out. He whines brokenly, drawn-out and tremulous, scrabbling at your shoulders as you take a little more of him into your mouth, tongue still working feverishly. He sounds so fucking pretty, every whimper and every cry tingling across your skin and burning through your bones as your lips and tongue stroke him faster and faster.

He fists his hands in your hair, hunched and shaking with sheer bliss as he cries, “Cazzo, amore mio! Please! Ah- sathanas! Please-!”

You can’t stifle your low groan of pleasure as he falls apart under your tongue. He’s so beautiful like this, debauched and desperate and trembling and begging and-

“Oh, amore. Amore! I’m gonna- ah! T- tesoro, I’m gonna cum-“

He spasms and shudders, a sharp wail tearing from his throat, and a warm gush of spend spills onto your tongue. You can’t get enough, reveling in the taste as you work him through his climax, hungrily drinking up every drop as he claws at your shoulders, twitching and gasping. His cock twitches and throbs in your mouth as you suck him dry.

You pull away and wipe the drool and pre from your face, utterly satisfied. He’s still holding onto you in a daze, hair falling loose around his face, looking for all the world like you’d just sucked his brain out through his dick, and you bask in the sight. God, he looks so cute when he’s been fucked stupid.

There’s a rustle of movement from the other end of backstage and you hear the ghouls chattering as they get ready to head back out. You look back up at Copia and he’s blinking owlishly down at you. Clearly his brain is still in the process of turning back on. You chuckle. He’s so painfully endearing. A pat on his thigh gives him the little kickstart that he needs and he straightens up abruptly.

“Cazzo! Oh shit. Amore, I- eh, I gotta go.” He shoves himself back in his pants, fumbling clumsily with the laces. “Th- thank you!”

You bark out a laugh. “Anytime, sweetheart. Just come find me after the ritual; I’m gonna need you to return the favor. Alright, baby?”

He stops messing with the strings, looking up at you and nodding eagerly, eyes lighting up with excitement. You wave him off so he doesn’t miss his cue, and he stumbles away with an awkward little wave, still trying to tie up his pants as he goes.

[melinoelliones]

Gloxinia - NSFW Alphabet

THIS IS FOR THE ANON THAT ASKED FOR A NSFW ALPHABET GLOXINIA! I'm sorry it's taken so long, I've been very very sick (and still am) so everything has been on hold. I hope you enjoy, we love Gloxinia in this house <3

Remember, what I think he would do may not align with what YOU think he would do! There are x Fem Reader and X GN Reader in here. Gloxinia has two sides, he can be quite sweet but also a fuckin sadist.... so keep that in mind when you read this.

Merlin is also coming next (to who asked for her, hi hi I see you), and to all the other anons I have, I will get to you I promise!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Gloxinia would definitely be quite cuddly after, making sure you are all okay (probably looks into your heart to make sure you are ACTUALLY okay and not just saying it). Maybe a little cocky depending who was being more dominant at the time;

“you look like you’ve been through the holy war a couple times, was it that good” he’d jest, pulling you closer to his chest, as your body slowly cooled off from your high. 

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I feel like he would like his own ears, they are super sensitive so when you nibble on them he crumbles almost instantly.

On you, thighs thighs thighs. He wants to touch em, be between them, anything. You will find him resting his head in your lap a lot of the time and you have zero complaints. Also your hands, I feel like he appreciates a nice pair of hands, especially yours.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

FACE! His little cocky/cheeky side pops through when he does it on your face, cooing as you try not to let any drop off.

He also loves when it runs down his fingers from you, trailing along leaving them glistening. It’s almost hypnotic.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Loves to be submissive, don’t fall for his facade.

Has probably sent himself (his soul) into the past to rewatch sessions you guys have had OR times when you have gotten off just to get HIMSELF off.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Being the dominant one, yes he’s quite experienced.

Being the submissive one, a little newbie but he loves it.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Anything where you are tied up by his vines (vines?), you have to be in the most exposed position, unable to squirm as he gets every part of you.

Reverse cowgirl, probably so you can’t see his bright pink face almost panting as you swallow him whole.

Sideways. In the morning he enjoys rolling over and just sliding the tip into you, your sweet tired moans like music to his ears.

Facefucking kinda..... I don't think he's too aggressive with it but he does enjoy it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Not like “ha ha” goofy but like “aha, are you crying already, I’m not even finished with you yet”.

Or

“F~Fuck baby, just there, feels s~so good” he chuckled, mimicking your whines

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Nicely trimmed, you’d think he was a patch of grass on a rich person's yard the way he looks after ALL of his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Depends which side he decides to show. He will always be a little sweet in between regardless of which one he’s in.

“I know your jaw is tired but cmon baby, j~just one more” he whined, looking down at your tear stained cheeks as you slid his cock back down your throat once more. You wondered how he managed to continue to get hard after cumming several times. 

His hand slid down your face, a thumb caressing your sweet cheek as you turnt your eyes to look up at him, “I promise to make you feel so good afterwards, almost like a reward for doing s~so good for me, okay?”.

You get my gist?

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This one was a hard one for me, on ONE hand I want to say he’s such a needy prev, jacks off to you whenever he can. So desperate, so incapable of controlling himself.

But then again, I want to say he barely does it, he can wait till he’s with you to let off steam. Just jacks off every once in a while.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Fearplay/BDSM/KnifeKinkKinda?. That little sadist feeds off of watching you in pain as long as it's inflicted by him and him alone. Has probably already carved a G into your upper thigh with his vines.

“Awww your bleeding” Gloxinia smirked, running his fingertips across the crimson rising from your skin, your whines as he did so only bringing him more joy. “Does that feel good? Having me leave future marks on you”.

Having you tied up, all exposed and vulnerable.

Overstimulation, for not only you but him too. On his call though.

Dacryphilia 100%, he would mock your pretty little face as you cry.

“Couldn’t even hold in your tears?” he cooed sarcastically, pulling your face towards him and swiping his tongue across one of them, “Good, because I love to see them”.

Choking but again with the vines, your sweet gasps ringing through, your half lidded eyes looking straight into his as your body tingles.

I don't know if this a kink but tentacle play? He has used his tenth form to fuck you from behind as you suck him dry.

L = Location (favourite places to do they do)

He can cover you both with the basquias 10th form (the green tentacle thing) so location is never an issue. But taking you back to the fairy king's forest is definitely top 3, if not 1.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You begging for him, your needy body moving on its own because you need him so badly, he could almost smell the desperation trickling from your skin.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I feel like he would be open to TRY anything at least once, and I mean anything.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

I feel like he would be a little bitch and only like to recieve, BUT in the end he always ends up having his face between your thighs acting like he doesn’t wanna be there when he does.

“You came so quickly, you begged for me to do this and you think we are done?”, he jested, pushing your twitching thighs back towards your chest, “I could do this all day, I don’t want to come up from here until you can’t even mumble out my name”.

Before you could even get a word out, you felt the guys harsh tongue delve back into your already sensitive core, your wetness helping it to slide in effortlessly, “F~Fuck” was all you managed to hiss out as your thighs almost swallowed his head allowing him to get deeper, his fingertips brushing over your already swollen bun as you twitch and turn. He had not even let your body refresh from your previous high, but he didn’t care.

Also

“Why the long face, is it because you haven’t got off yet” the guy pouted, mocking you as you crossed your arms. If anyone knew how to push your buttons, it was him, but he also knew your limits. You jumped slightly as he flew over to you in an instant, your faces a mere few inches from one another “Cmon then, I’ll give you what you want, but on one condition..... I will choose when you’re done”.

Gloxinia loves having you suck him off, anytime, anyday, he’ll take it. He is also not afraid to tell you when he needs you.

“Cmoooon, I know you wanna help me, come” he chuckled, your lustful eyes telling him everything he needed to know as you walked over to him, “good girl, you listen so well” he pressed a sweet kiss upon your head as you knelt down.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s a tease. A horrible tease. But you give it back to him ten fold. Fast until you are at your max, then he stops or slows down until you are just starting your high, then picks up the speed dramatically. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not super often, maybe like once a week.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Risk as in try something new, yes. Risk as in, in public, out in the open, 50/50.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Can go like 2 or 3 rounds, with oral though, no limit.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t think he uses toys on himself at all, why when he has you?

He occasionally uses them on you if you insist.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A silly amount.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

When he’s fucking you he’s not super loud but he is very dirty.

When you are doing anything to him his cocky side melts away, he whimpers and whines like no one is around for miles. There has been a FEW times where you even had him a crying babbling mess while you overstimmed him. RARE but it has happened (he didn’t realise how much he likes it).

“It feels so f~fucking good baby, don’t stop, p~please” he clenched his jaw, his body unable to keep still as tears rolled down his cheeks. You had made him cum so many times he stopped counting, his hair a mess against the pillow as his thoughts slowly slipped away leaving only a blank mind that wanted nothing more but to release by your hand.

“P~Please keep going, fuuuuck just like that”

“Y~You look so pretty with m~my cock down your throat”, he hissed, head rolling back as you hummed, allowing him to slip down your throat.

“You’re swallowing me in, i~if you keep this up I don’t know how long I’ll last”

“So loud, it’s almost like you want the commandments to hear you, this cocoon isn’t soundproof and you know it” Gloxinia grinned, watch

“Louder baby, I can’t hear those sweet moans of yours”

W = Wild card (a random dirty headcanon for the character)

Not opposed to either watching you with another person.

Would be up for doing stuff while you sleep, for his own benefit of course (says him). Only with consent.

Gets unusually turned on by just kissing you, he loved doing it, especially when it's a messy, needy, desperate kiss where you both almost forget you need to breathe.

Not mad at the idea of you fucking him with a strap, if you guys already have then he wouldn't mind doing it more often. Like I said before, he likes to be submissive but acts like he doesn't so I know he wants it.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

More on the slender side and not large either. He makes up for it in bed though.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average, but when he’s stressed it goes up.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Likes to snuggle up, then will sleep only after you do. He has a heart and needs to know you are comfortable after whatever you both did as sometimes he can be intense.

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

My Good Girl » Max Burnett

Pairings: Max Burnett x Female Reader

Summary: Max rewards you for being a good girl.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, daddy kink, use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Did you get me my money?” Max asks the second you walked through the door.

“Yes I did.” You say, walking towards him.

You put the duffle bag that’s full of money on the table and stood in front of him patiently, watching as he counted the money.

“You did great.” He compliments, looking at you. “Here’s your part.” He says, handing you a few stacks of money.

“Thank you, Max.” You say, taking the money from his hand.

You were about the walk away to change out of the dress you’re wearing, but Max grabbed your wrist, pulling you back to him.

“How about I reward you properly.” He suggests.

“What do you have in mind?” You asked curiously.

“Take a seat.” He says, patting his thighs.

You put your money on the table and sat on his lap, straddling him. Max’s hands found their place on your hips. He couldn’t help but admire your body in the dress. It hugged your curves in the best possible way. Max kissed your lips sweetly. The kiss quickly got heated. Your lips parted and he slid his tongue past your lips, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. You moaned against his lips. One of his hands left your hips, disappearing under your dress. His fingers rubbed your pussy through your wet panties. He moved your panties to the side. His fingers collected some of your wetness before circling your clit.

“Daddy…” You moaned, pulling away from his lips and tilted your head back.

“Tell me what you want, honey.” Max says, moving his lips down your jaw to your neck.

“Your fingers please.” You say politely and submissively.

“You remembered your manners. Good girl.” He says against your neck.

His teeth scraped along your skin before marking you up. His fingers found their way to your entrance, sliding two of them inside of you. Your hands grasped his shoulders as his two fingers stretched your pussy. His thumb rubbed your clit while his two fingers moved in and out of your cunt. His fingers almost immediately hit your sweet spot. You bucked your hips against his hand every time he curled his fingers.

“Tell me, baby…” Max almost whispers. “Did any other men touch what’s mine tonight?” He asks.

“No, daddy!” You answered. “You’re the only man who can touch me.” You say in a whiny voice.

“That’s right.” He curled his fingers inside of you, making you arch your back in pleasure. “I’m the only man who can touch you, especially like this.” He says almost possessively, moving his fingers faster.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you tilted your head back. Max put his free hand on your back to steady you so you didn’t fall. Your hands clutched his shirt as the pleasure took over your body.

“Oh yes! Fuck, daddy!” You moaned.

“That’s it.” He cooes softly. “Keep moaning my name like the good girl I know you are.” He says in almost a whisper.

“Daddy…” You moaned more in a whimper. “I-I want your cock.” You tell him.

“If you want my cock, you’re going to cum on my fingers first like a good girl and then I’ll give you my cock.” He says.

Max slid a third finger beside the other two, stretching your pussy a little more. His thumb applied more pressure to your clit as he continued to rub it. Your pussy clenched around his fingers, feeling your orgasm build up. Your legs began to shake a little.

“Daddy!” You whimpered. “Can I cum please?” You asked politely, almost begging.

“Cum for me, baby.” Max says.

A loud moan of his name left your lips as you came on his fingers, soaking them. Max gave your clit one last rub before pulling his fingers out of your pussy and licking your juices off of them. He held eye contact with you as he did so. When he was done, he gave you a sweet kiss.

“You did such a good job tonight, baby.” He praises. “Go to our bedroom and I’ll be there in a minute to give you more of your reward.” He says.

“Yes, daddy.” You say submissively.

💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵

-Bucky’s Doll

[aullandote-noches-de-luna-llena]

Mala mía que ninguna son tú tú tú

[lovevuni]

Double Dare Romance : Enoch O’Connor x Reader : Part 2 Success

Warning: Flirting, Fluff, slight dirty flirting (like two bits), Slow burn

Summary: You take your new challenge into effect, taking every oppurtunity to flirt with enoch to get him flustered in order to soften him up. Your only goal is to get under his skin and have him admit defeat. Is this when you succed?

A/N: Again I hate using Y/N but sadly have to. Enjoy~

Part 1: Challenge Accepted

You are unpacking your luggage in your room Miss Peregrine has assigned to you.

“Ah, Y/N. Always one step ahead of everyone else. I must say, I admire your tenacity.” Enoch says as you are unpacking causing you to look at him.

“tenacity?” You question not understanding the word. 

“Yes, tenacity. Despite our initial differences and the challenges that arise when you’re around, you never give up or lose sight of your goals. Whether it’s advancing your mission or getting under someone’s skin, you always keep pushing forward. It’s an admirable quality, even if it does drive me mad at times.”

“The only thing I want under is you pretty boy.” You tease him causing him to raise an eyebrow at your amusing words.

“Ah, I see you’re still trying to rile me up. Well let me tell you, Y/N, there are much more effective ways to get under my skin than cheap taunts and insults.”

“I bet there is, but this is a lot more fun” You wink.

He chuckles at your antics, “Indeed it is, Y/N. And who knows, maybe someday you’ll find a way to genuinely get under my skin. But until then, I suppose I’ll just have to content myself with watching you try.” 

Claire walks into the room announcing that it was time for dinner before skipping out of the room. (I love claire)

“The night is still young, Y/N. Perhaps we could continue this conversation over dinner? My treat, of course.” In your head you roll your eyes knowing Miss peregrine and the children make the food.

“We shall” You say as you grab his arm for him to escort you down to dinner.

He smiles as he takes your had, leading you out of the room and towards the dining hall.

“A charming lady like yourself should definitely make the most of social situations. Who knows, perhaps tonight will bring about a new opportunity to annoy each other further...or perhaps something more meaningful may come from it? Only time will tell.”

“Oh I plan on it” You finish the conversation as you take a seat next to him, planning your next attack.

He takes a sip of his drink looking pleased as ever, “You know, Y/N, sometimes I wonder what motivates you. Is it simply the thrill of the chase, or do you truly wish to engage in meaningful discourse with me? It’s hard to tell with you; you’re so elusive and unpredictable.”

“I’d never tell you” He grins at this.

“Of course not, Y/N. That would defeat the purpose entirely. Part of the fun is trying to figure you out, to test your boundaries and push your buttons. And yet, despite our differences and opposing viewpoints, there’s something about you that draws me in.” 

You decide to end the conversation there and move your focus to Millard, conversing with him about different books you both enjoy.

Enoch watches as you begin to speak with millard about literature, “ Ah, a love of reading. How quaint. I must admit, though. I’m suprised to see you conversing with such a lowbrow individual as Millard. Then again, perhaps you seek to prove some sort of point by associating with those beneath you?”

You decide to ignore him and continue your convo with Millard.

He seems offended but stays silent as you converse with Millard, but continues to watch you carefully.

As you finish talking and begin to eat Enoch takes this time to try and speak with you again, “So, did you enjoy your chat with Millard? I must confess, i found it somewhat amusing to observe.”

“You’re observing me now?” giving him a shocked look knowing full well he was.

He smirks, “Indeed, I find myself fascinated by your every move. Perhaps it’s because we have such a strong connection. Or maybe it’s just that I enjoy pushing your buttons. One cannot be sure in these matters. What do you think drives your interactions with me Y/N?”

“You believe we have a connection now? If I were any better I would say your catching feeling now Enoch” You say teasingly as you run your foot up his leg under the table making sure non of the children see what is happening.

He laughs as he glances at your foot on his leg before meeting your gaze once more, “Oh, I know you are much too good for me, Y/N. But perhaps there is something about the way I challenge you, the way I push your boundaries, that appeals to you on a deeper level.”

“I wouldn’t say that now” You continue to move your foot up his body to a more intimate area of his, still making sure no one else can see.

He smirks leaning closer to you, their voices low enough not to be overheard, “is it possible that part of you enjoys the thrill of danger, the excitement of exploring forbidden territories? Are you secretly drawn to the darkness withing me even though it terrifies you at times?”

“there is nothing intimidating about you my boy, I’m just trying to prove that I can get under your skin” You whisper with your hot breath in his ear.

Gasping with shivers down his back as he feels your warm breath against his ear, “You certainly succeed in getting under my skin, Y/N. And yes, I admit it - there is something about the darkness inside of you that draws me in like a moth to a flame.” SUCCESS!

You laugh as you completely pull away from him in a succeeding manner, “told you I would get you”

He laughs, “Well played, it seems our little game has become quite heated. Shall we continue?”

“why should we, when I have already won.” You get up in victory from the table to help Claire get ready for bed, “Come on Claire, time for bed.”

He watches you leave the table and take care of Claire, feeling conflicted emotions swirling within him.

“Intrigued by your wit, intelligence, and hidden desires. Driven by the need to understand you better, to uncover the depths of your soul.” He says to himself.

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Part 3 : Only Fun

[spiraledfaun]

Sweet or Sexy?

1. What's your favorite candy?

2. What sex toys do you own? Do you have a favorite?

3. How many blankets do you sleep with?

4. Do you regularly have sex while wearing clothes, and if so, what kind?

5. Baked goods or ice cream, and what's your specific favorite?

6. What's the best way to be restrained during a scene/sex in general?

7. What is your carbonated drink of choice?

8. Have you ever done something sexual in a moving vehicle? If so, tell us about it (to your comfort)!

9. What kind of cuisine do you enjoy the most?

10. If you or your partner wore a collar (either during sex, out and about, or both), what would your perfect design be?

11. What cookies are the best you've ever had?

12. Have you ever tried electrostim play? If not, would you?

13. What cartoons did you watch growing up?

14. What is your strangest kink?

15. What food could you eat a lot and never get sick of?

16. Do you prefer servicing or being serviced?

17. Create your ideal edible cookie dough mix.

18. Do you prefer to give or receive dirty talk?

19. How do you feel about flavored sparkling water?

20. What's the sexiest lingerie your partner could wear during intimacy/a scene?

21. What combination of colors is your favorite?

22. Would you ever get a piercing on an erogenous zone? Where?

23. Do you own any stuffed animals, and if so, who's your favorite?

24. Tell us about the best orgasm (or denial!) you've ever had.

25. Cupcakes or cake? What flavor should the batter be?

26. Favorite method of giving or receiving oral sex?

27. What song/artist do you listen to when you need a pick-me-up?

28. What's the best form of foreplay for you?

29. What's your favorite kind of flavoring (natural or artificial)?

30. What kind of aftercare do you typically like to receive?

Hypnokinky or Sexy?

(all questions assume prior consent)

31. Have you ever age-regressed, intentionally or unintentionally, while in trance?

32. Do you feel sexual stimulation adds to or takes away from a hypnosis scene?

33. Which is better: scenes where you are compelled to move, or stay still?

34. Denied Orgasm or "Forced" Orgasm?

35. Have you ever done a transformation scene, and if not, would you?

36. What (hypno)kinky trope or scenario turns you on the most?

37. Do you prefer being the Hypnotist, the hypnotee/subject, or do you like switching off?

38. Have you ever used a fucking machine or sybian? If not, would you?

39. Gradual induction or rapid induction?

40. Have you ever orgasmed hands-free? If not, would you like to?

41. Eye fixation (spirals, pendulums, crystals) or auditory stimulation (verbal induction, hypnofiles, binaural tones)?

42. Is hypnosis a means to have sex, or is sex a means to deepen hypnosis, for you?

43. Owner/owned dynamic or tech control?

44. Would you or have you ever taken aphrodisiacs or performance enhancers?

45. In-trance suggestions or post-hypnotic suggestions?

46. Have you ever had consensual sex while drunk or high? Was it enjoyable, or a disaster?

47. What other kinks do you most enjoy pairing with hypnosis/trance?

48. What's the longest period of time you've had sex for? (times with breaks in-between still count as long as you kept going back to it regularly)

49. What's your favorite kind of induction?

50. Do you prefer to touch yourself or have someone else touch you?

51. Titnosis or dicknosis?

52. Have you ever done watersports or omorashi? If not, would you?

53. Warm and floaty or blank and mindless?

54. Do you enjoy dressing up for scenes/sexual encounters?

55. Erotic hypnosis or meditative trance?

56. Do you have any erogenous zones that you enjoy stimulating more or as much as your genitals or chest?

57. What non-human mind controller appeals most to you? (ex. vampire, suc/incubus, alien, tentacle monster, etc.)

58. Have you ever penetrated or been penetrated by more than one thing (in multiple holes or the same hole)?

59. Do you prefer mushy and fuzzy in trance, or clear-minded and focused?

60. What is your favorite position to have sex in?

[jounosnumberoneslut]

Just wanted to make me jealous?

Jouno Saigiku x Reader NSFW

Sorry for the grammatical mistakes and word repetitions, english isn't my native language!

This is my first fanfiction, hope you'll enjoy ♡

Pairings... Jouno Saigiku x fem!reader

Contains... celebration party, alcohol, party killer Jouno, dance with Tecchou, smut!, oral (fem!receiving), dom!Jouno, begging, tummy bulge, dirty talk, hair pulling, masochist reader, choking

AFAB reader

You’ve joined to the Hunting Dogs one month ago, finished your first mission succesfully with Jouno and Tecchou that’s why the team thought, this must be celebrated with a party.

You was in your apartment at the HQ, getting ready for the night while listened your favourite music. It was a hot summer day so you picked a short black skirt with a black cami top as your outfit. You choose a black leather choker for accessory. Luckily the dresscode is not the hunting dog uniform this time. While putting on your eyeliner and dark red lipstick fantasied about what will wear the others.

You haven’t seen them in casual clothes except Tecchou. You had to bring up to his apartment a letter from Fukuchi at late night, he opened the door wearing only a grey boxer, probably you woke him up. Your cheeks turned red when you stared his muscles and abs instead of his eyes. He didn’t notice your reaction because he was sleepy.

You checked yourself in the mirror last time, sprayed yourself with parfume and headed to the office what was the party’s spot.

You walked next to the building where your office was, you already heard the loud music from inside. You opened the door and what you saw. Fukuchi singed into his bottle of beer:

- I’ve been searching for a man, all across Japan, just to find, to find my samurai! – while pointing with his other hand toward Tecchou who danced with his sword.

In the corner at the table Jouno with his head down covering his ears, said:

- Finally Y/n! Do something with these two! They are giving me headache!

- What’s wrong Jouno? – Fukuchi laughed.

- The loud music pain in my ass, I don’t need your false voice too! Anyway Y/n has arrived she is the reason why we are here. – Jouno answered with his head on the table.

Tecchou threw away his sword, opened his arms and hugged you tightly. He wears a dark grey shorts decorated with a lance on it, and a black singlet so you can see his well muscled arms. And feel them around you... On the top of his head was a lighting party glasses. You hugged him back.

- Wow Tecchou how much did you drink already?

- aonly one glass of whiskeycola with BBQ sauce. – Jouno answered to my question instead of Tecchou who looked devestating to him. You thought he should be drink more to acting like this.

- What do you want to drink Y/n? – Fukuchi asked you and turned lower the music.

- I would whsikeycola too but without BBQ thank you...

Your boss poured it for you while the rest of hunting dogs has arrived. Teruko wears a small glittered dark pink dress and Tachihara? He almost lost in his elegant suit, he’s a kid.

- I told, you will come to the party 10 years younger than you really – Teruko laughed on him.

- Don’t mess with me Teruko! I will be drunk very quickly with this body!

You chuckled on his situation. You was happy they gathered because of you, and of course they like to have fun too. Except Jouno who still sitting in the corner of the office. To be honest, you liked him from the beginning. He is smart and mysterious, you heard from the others he likes or just liked to torture people. Quiet, calm and serious, but it’s funny to see him arguing with Tecchou. He is blind, but sometimes he is better in fight thanks to his hightened senses what stimulated your mind. You walked toward to him.

- Can I sit down? – you asked. He wears an elegant peach xolored shirt and a dark brown pants.

- Of course you can. Besides I want to congratulation to you, for your first succed mission. – he kindly smiled to you.

- Thank you. What do you drink Jouno? – you asked and wanted to clink with him for the celebration.

- Coffee. My senses dulling under the effects of alcohol. Incidintally I handle with the booze well, just difficult to sense anything around me then. – he explained.

- Oh, I see. So you won’t clink with me? – you looked at him dissapointed – Just a glass of something? – Teruko appeared on his side with a bottle of whiskey and a glass, started to pour the alcohol in it.

- I hope this meets your needs Sir – she said and gave to him the glass of whsikey.

- What do you want? – the white haired man asked her suspiciously – You never act like this.

- I just never saw you drink. I’m curious how will it affect you. Maybe will you dance? – her eyes are sparkled as if it were her greatest desire.

- I won’t dance. I lose my sense of space because of the loud music...

- Then, we will dance instead of you! Come Y/n!

You felt bad about him. He doesn’t look like who likes to dance or being drunk. Just imagined yourself in his place. Your heartbeat changed, he could feel it.

- Don’t worry about me. I’m having a great time, go dance with the others, I won’t leave. – how he said his last word clinked his glass to yours. – Cheers darling!

And he drank what was in your glass like you did.

You went to the others, drank more and more. Danced together with the adult Tachihara after Teruko changed his real age back. You felt yourself a little fuzzy, knew your place, just was a little bit feisty. You had a long slim fitting dance with Tecchou who was behind you caresses your hips and gave soft kisses to your neck. You played with his locks. Jouno noticed your little play and walked toward to you.

- I think I’m going home. This was a great party but enough for me. Good night! – he said without emotions and went to the door. You separated from Tecchou and went after him.

- Wait Jouno! I wanted to go too, wait for me please, just say goodbye to everyone.

- I’ll wait outside. Hurry.

You went back to Tecchou, gave a kiss on to his cheek. He was kinda cute, didn’t wanted to do anything what you don’t want, just flirted like you with him. You said goodnight to everyone and left them, they turned up the music louder and continued to dance.

Jouno waited for you at the side of the building.

- You didn’t look like who want to leave.

- But I am. This was enough for me too. I doesn’t want to be too drunk before I do something stupid. Anyway, if you are the reason of the party, and can't pay attention for everyone that’s not fun. So, would you like to come home with me?

He was suprised what you said, couldn’t find the words, just nodded.

You entered in your apartment, took off your shoes and walked into your kitchen.

- Do you want to drink something? – you asked.

- Water please. – he said. You opened your fridge and took of a bottle of water and a sake. You him the water.

- One shot of sake? – you asked.

- I’m in.

You poured sake for the two of you. Jouno raised his glass to you.

- Thank you for the invitation. It’s very kind from you. – he drank a little bit of his booze – I’d bet Tecchou will stand here tonight. Or you in his bed. – you chuckled on this.

- No no no. I don’t want anything from Tecchou. I mean, I like him so much, he’s very cute and kind. His body is wow, his hair... I enjoyed his approach but...

- But? – Jouno cut you off, drank his sake down to the last drop and moved closer to you . – You like him, so what’s the problem?

He felt your fastened heartbeat. You was confused, couldn’t find the words, didn’t know the right answer. But you knew.

- I just don’t want him like that. – you answered a little bit more tetchier. He stepped more closer, you were within reach neither from each other now.

- Then who do you want like „that”? – another step forward you.

- No one. – you asked quickly.

- This is a despicable lie you’re telling dear. – he smiled devilishly, placed one of his hand under your chin, made you look at him. You flinched of his touch and nearness.

- You can’t lie to me do you know? When we were on that mission, I took you cover, you acted like now. You was flustered because of my touch... When I took of my cape and spread it on you because you were cold. You checked my build. – he chuckled – I offered to take off my top and give it to you, ensure that you warm up faster. I felt how your heartbeat changed. You were embarrassed by the thought of my half naked body. And tonight’s special production from you and Tecchou? Just wanted to make me jealous. You don’t want anything from him... but from me?  I’m standing here in your apartment not him, this isn’t an accident. Tell me if I’m wrong dear.

His smile is cocky, your lips are inches from his. You can’t say a single word. You are blusted. Your face is full red now, lost in your thoughts. Impossible to hide your feels before him. He didn’t hesitate to catch your lips. His mouth is soft, you can taste the sake on it. He played with yours then entered in. Wasn’t rough, but passionate how his tounge explored your mouth. He breaking off the kiss.

- This is what you wanted right? – he asked, you could feel his breath on your skin.

Your answer was to jumped on him, wrapped your legs around his waist. He held you under your tiny skirt, felt his big hands on your butt. You were in each others mouth, he carried you to your couch, lied you down. He crawled onto you, smoothed your hair away from your face, softly bit your cheek and whispered in your ear:

- You are already wet aren’t you? I smell it, may I taste it?

He turned you more and more, didn’t want to believe, Jouno Saigiku leaned over you. He placed small kisses to your skin while climbing down to your wet spot. One of his hand wandered up to squizze your breast, massaged it. You let out a quiet moan. He rolled up your skirt, kissed your skin around your pantie. Put his nose into your clothed pussy, smelled in it’s fragrance. He licked the fabric and then, like a predator who tasted the blood, with a sudden movement ripped off your pantie. He kissed in your juicy pussy rough, panted into it. He licked it from above to below. Jouno eated you out like no one ever. You runned your fingers through his white locks while moaned his name quietly, what he heard perfectly.

- You are so tasty. – whispered into your burning core.

Then he started to circling around your clit with the tip of his tongue.

- Ahh Jouno! – you moaned his name throwing back your head down from the couch.

- Cum in my mouth dear.

He spread your pussylips and sucked your clit softly, then rougher and rougher. You grabbed his hair, pushed his face more into it, screamed his name while your thighs acted on their own, squizzed his head. You came in his mouth, how he ordered.

- Good girl, how obdient. – he leaned up close to your face and gave you a passionate kiss. You could taste yourself, his face soaked from your juice - Now please tell me, where can I find your bedroom? – he placed your hand to his crotch – you have another mission here.

- First door after the kitchen... – you said shakily.

Jouno picked you up easily, carried you to your bedroom and lied you down to the soft bed. You sat up, so he could take off your top and unbrace your bra with one hand, then stopped on your neck, tightened a bit. Gave you a long kiss but now you can’t order to you. You started to unbutton his shirt and unzip his pants. He chuckled in your mouth on your movements, got up on his knees and took of his shirt and pants. You finally could see his muscles, abs and his erection under his boxer.

- Do you like the view? – he asked.

- So much... – while you answered his question crawled onto him, making him lay down to his back.

Now you are on him. Placed small kisses from his neck, through his collarbone, chest and abs until you reached down to his hard member. He flinched slightly at all your kisses, his skin is sensitive too. You pulled down his boxer to free his aching  cock. It is long and thin, with few vessel. You saw the precum bubbling out from his it. First licked his balls, went up through his lenght, then tasted his fluid. He let out a sigh and brushed your hair with his fingers. You took off your skirt, crawled over him and positioned yourself above his dick. Grabbed it gently and placed to your entrance, sat down slowly to his lenght. You moaned, waited for this feeling since you met this man above you.

- You are so tight baby, feels so good to my cock.

You slowly moved up and down on his hard member, he reached your boobs, massaged them and played with your nipples. You moaned, loved the touch of his hands. Bounced harder on him, placed your hands to his chest and abs, tried to find the balance. Your right hand moved up to his neck squizzed it while moaned his name. Suddenly he grabbed your throat tightly and pushed back into the bad, changed the roles.

- You... can’t... do that. – whispered in your ears.

A teardrop rolled down on your face, he licked it down and smiled devilishly to you.

- Are you crying already? I didn’t even touch you... You won’t able to walk tomorrow...

- Hahaha – you laughed – I like pain silly boy. I enjoy it better thank you think – smirked and licked his lower lip.

- Really? Do you know that my hobby is torturing people? I think we’re gonna get along.

He didn’t hesitate, pushed his cock balls deep in your wet pussy. You screamed but smiled at the same time. He still choked you when your hands came behind his back and hugged him tightly. Your sweaty bodies sticked together, you felt his muscular chest on your tits. He pumped deep in you then suddenly stopped. Jouno placed his hand on your tummy and pressed it down. He wanted to feel his hard cock from outside of you. You touched it yourself, he is so long, it bulging out from your lower tummy. You smiled to each other like two sick pervert and he continued moving faster and faster. He hit your G-spot, you fel another orgasm coming and clawed through his bare back make him to slow down. All of sudden he slapped your face.

- You fucking whore! To hurt me is not allowed to you! Turn around for me!

You was suprised cause the slap but you loved this sadistic side of Jouno. Made you more horny. You kneeled with your ass before him, pushed his cock deep in your pussy and moved faster than before. Pressed down your head into the pillows, with his other hand slapped your butt. You could hardly breath but smiled, enjoyed the situation.

- Jouno, Jouno, ahh fuck me harder, yes, I wanna cum, you are so deep!

You are out of your mind, Jouno suprised, he could able to know many things about you but not everything. You were already lying under him,  he moaned a little bit louder, you finally heard his voice like this. He pushed yourself so deep as he can, trembled of his orgasm and laid on you. You felt his full weight on you, waited a little while he catching his breath and moved next to him. You felt his sperm leaking out from your pussy. He lied to his back, pulls you onto his chest, gave a kiss to your head.

- I’ll kill Tecchou if he touches you again.

- So, did I make you jealous? – you chuckled.

- Maybe...

Thank you for @win-writes @iovetecchou and @stinkyme whos inspired me to write my first own, and whos works keep me alive in the everyday ♡

and ofc @nikolaiismysugardaddy whom I talk everyday and inspired each other ♡

masterlist

[nerdieforpedro]

Ficlet Two - Enter the Onahole

Summary: Frenchie brings a new toy around The Boys. Tempers flare and viscous liquid is mentioned.

Warnings: MM is tired of this shit, sex toy, sex acts, grabbing, a wardrobe malfunction, cum play?, cum science?, bad language, bad humor, I feel like Frenchie would read some fanfic

The Boys: After Hours Masterlist/ The Boys Masterlist/ Main Masterlist/ AO3 Link

MM: I just want one fuckin’ normal day.

Butcher: Come off that shit mate. We’re The Boys.

Frenchie: Gentlemen, I have an onahole! It’s supposed to feel like a lovely love canal. I haven’t really been able to get out of our base here so I need something to work with. 

Hughie: Keep that to yourself Frenchie. No one wants your sloppy seconds, least of all with an onahole.

MM: I want to ask what it is, but I know I’ll hate the damn answer. Can’t we get back to planning how to take down our next supe?

Butcher: We can M, but before we do, I need assurances that I’m not gonna hear the moist, slurping, jerking sounds of Frenchie with a damn sex toy. Just go get laid with some cunt. Or go get yourself some cock!

MM: No more talk of pussy, ass, dicks and sex toys. I’m still traumatized from the Herogasm.

Frenchie: No MM! You saw glorious wonders happening and so much cum! And people cumming and being cum upon! (Frenchie has tears in his eyes - with angry, jealousy and a hint of regret.)

MM: Never mention that to me again! Gah… (MM rubs his hands together and grabs his hand sanitizer, just the thought is enough to make him feel dirty.)

Hughie: I gotta side with MM on this one, we shouldn’t talk about it anymore. I still feel like I have goo, cum and whatever else in different places and I’ve soaked in a tub and showered and scrubed and even shot water up my ass with the showerhead. Butcher told me that worked when you guys served out in the field and would get some dirt everywhere.

Butcher is convinently sliping down the hall as MM runs after him.

MM: What the hell kind of shit have you been telling Hughie!? None of that ever happened! MM succeds in grabbing Butcher by his floral button down shirt, ripping a few buttons off.

Butcher: I mean I told the poor kid in jest, I didn’t think the sad bloke actually shoot water up his ass! He has no critical thinking skills, any dumb cunt would have known I was talking right out my ass. 

Frenchie is watching the exchange and whispers to Hughie.

Frenchie: Papa and Mama are fighting. I’m upset, but also a bit turned on. Two rather strong, virile men having a disagreement and their muscles and veins popping like that. They’re also a little sweaty.

Hughie: Dude, that’s right but also really wrong….I don’t know how I feel about this.

MM and Butcher: SHUT THE FUCK UP FRENCHIE!!!

Frenchie leaves to his room with his onahole. MM and Butcher separate and storm to Frenchie’s room. They bang on the door but back away when they hear wet sloshing noises.

MM: Oh hell naw!! (MM kicks down the door to see Frenchie mixing some thick stubtance in a tube and then adding white coloring to it.) WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT FRNCHIE?! 

Frenchie: I told you, so much cum.

MM: I’m gonna be sick. Don’t you talk to me unless absolutely motherfuckin’ necessary..… MM leaves in disgust and Butcher shakes his head.

Butcher: You sick fuck, you know how to make the kind that ladies squirt? I got an idea what to shoot at Homelander the next time we see that blonde spandex shit eating bastard. 

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